Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2012 20:16:31 +0000
From: logansingh777@gmail.com
Subject: Clarke's Visit Part 4

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Clarke's Visit – Part Four

	I had decided to get things straight with Greg as soon as
possible. I had a whole week before I left home, and then I had to head
back to college. He was so happy. I was happy. The entire family was happy.

Gregory was fiddling with my tuner as we drove off, switching from one
radio station to another. Normally I would be annoyed if someone else did
that, but not for him. I love Gregory so much, I would do anything for him.

	"So where are we going?" Gregory asked me. I had made sure that
everything I had packed would go unnoticed as he got into the car.

	"It's a surprise Greg," I smiled as I responded, eyes focused on
the road as I took an off ramp out of town. Gregory relaxed, sitting closer
to me, his hand resting on my thigh as I drove. Right then and there, I
could have pulled the car over and fucked him on the highway. I didn't care
who saw, but I did care who saw him. No one gets to see him react to the
things I do to him but me.

	"Clarke!" Gregory exclaimed when he realized the route I was
taking. He was excited I could tell. Several kilometers out of town there
was a little reserve where dad had a decent sized cabin. It was rustic, no
electricity, just a solar heater for hot water, and a fire place in two
bedrooms and the lounge.

	"Wish we could just stay there forever," Gregory said a little
sadly, "just you and me, holed up in that cabin all day and night." I got
really hard quickly thinking about that. Making love, breeding all day and
night, taking walks through the forest, and having awesome sex in the great
outdoors . . .

	"I promise I'll make it count," I said to him. I just hoped that I
wouldn't spoil things. I planned to tell him everything tonight, after
dinner. I brought him here so that if he wanted to, he could lash out. He
rarely does, in fact I could only clearly remember a handful of occasions
where he was so pissed off, either with me, or dad, or mom, or
whatever. Not pretty sights. Good thing I was able to calm him down. For
the most part, Gregory was surprisingly strong. Dad and I had planned the
evening to the last detail. We decided that it would be best to tell
Gregory after dinner. It was just past six am at the moment, I parked
outside the cabin.

I unloaded the vehicle and moved our things into the cabin. As soon as I
set things down I couldn't breathe. Gregory had pushed me against the
kitchen counter and had his tongue down my throat. I could feel his arms
around me, holding my head, touching my body as far as he could reach, then
he was undoing my belt.

	"Whoa, Greg," I sighed as he took my semi hard cock into his mouth,
swallowing me whole as I grew and filled his mouth and throat. I know what
he wanted, and so I let him have it, even though the car was still idling
outside, and the door was slightly ajar. The nearest cabin was a full day
walk away, and he and I had this place all to our selves. There was a nice
secluded spot on the lake, surrounded by some trees and a cliff right
behind the cabin. The entire clearing around the cabin was surrounded by
thick forestry, and the small dock on the lake was hidden also. We were so
far away from civilization, it was both scary and exhilarating. Cell phone
coverage was good, as long as the battery lasted.

My dick was coated in thick saliva, rock hard like a steel pole, ready for
a good fuck. I reached down and picked Greg up until he was level with me,
eye to eye. I looked into them, beautiful, seeing how much he loved me, and
hoping he knew how much I loved him too. I kissed his lips gently, softly,
tenderly sucking at his lips as he demanded more from me, rubbing his
crotch against mine.

	"Stop," I said abruptly, pulling away from him, "this isn't right,"
I said.

He looked at me a little confused and I gave him a wicked grin as I bent
down eagerly and buried my face in his pants. He was beautifully hard. I
hastily undid his belt and pulled down his pants and boxers. Fuck. My
little bro had the most beautiful cock in the world. I took it right in,
straight down till I could feel his pubes against my stubble, and only when
I couldn't take his hair tickling my nose did I pull off. I had him
groaning and panting as I worked his cock, and when he said my name I
slipped my finger into his mouth, he got it nice and wet, fucking turning
me on as he swallowed my fingers in pure lust.

With my newly slicked up fingers I began to assault his ass, first playing
with his opening, then I slowly and gently slipped a finger in. He was
gloriously smooth and wet inside, still holding in my morning load inside
him. I removed my finger and sucked on it briefly as he begged me to put it
back inside. I used three fingers, he was tight, as always, and the mission
of fitting three of my fingers inside himwas so exciting. I was still as
hard as steel, and wanted to jerk off so bad bud decided that I wanted him
to have full pleasure. Slowly but surely Greg, my little champ relaxed to
take in all three of my digits. I stiid up, still buried deep inside him,
pulling his crotch against mine, our cocks rubbing against each otyher
between our bellies, and my hand up his beautiful ass. I rubbed his
prostate from the inside, and his cock with mine from the outside, using my
free hand to touch and play with his nipples as I kissed him.

It was a deep and passionate kiss. I love him so much. I reached deep into
his throat with my tongue, and deep into his ass with my fingers, never
neglecting his prostate with my three fingers. He was moaning in ecstasy
and I knew it, when his lips froze and his voice went a few notes higher
. . . he froze for just a second, a mere second and then he was shooting
all over me, thick forceful ropes of hot cum all over my vovk and abs. Fuck
Greg made me hot. I continued humping him, playing with his prostate as he
held on to me for support.

His arms were around me and he was breathing in my ear he was calling my
name and then I lost it. I couldn't take it. I shot my load on him, coating
his cock, mixing our cum together. He was powerless against me, weak in the
knees and panting like he'd run a marathon. He bent down and swallowed my
cock again, taking me all the way down his hot throat, coaxing all the cum
right out of me with his sucking. When he was done I did the same to him,
and maneuvered my head so that I could reach his ass with my mouth. I could
taste it, my cum in his ass and feel his smooth wet ass against my lips and
tongue. Fuck this kid did it for me.

I made a mental note, not to have any form of sex with him for the rest of
the day, after lunch. I was going to breed with him one last time before I
told him everything. If he hated me after that I would have the memory, and
maybe I would show him how much I loved him that he would take the news
well.

*to be continued*

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