Date: Mon, 16 Feb 2004 21:03:31 -0800 (PST)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 55

DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions
of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years
of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this
material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you
choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it!

			   My Step-Brother Jacob

				Chapter 55

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We woke on our second day in DC to the phone ringing. It was the front
desk, giving us our wake up call. I thanked them and hung up.

Andy looked at the clock and groaned, "why did you have us woken up so
early? We could've slept another 45 minutes!"

Instead of answering him, I grinned laciviously, and slipped beneath the
covers. I rolled Andy onto his back, spread his legs apart, and climbed
between them. Then without any preliminaries, I went down on his already
stiff cock, sucking as much of it into my mouth as possible.

"OH!" Andy gasped. "OK, I'm glad we're 'Up' so early!"

I grinned, as I continued sucking up and down Andy's shaft. As I sucked
on him, I wet my finger with some saliva and pressed my wet finger
between Andy's asscheeks. I began rubbing his asshole. Andy moaned a
little as I massaged his anus, and sucked his cock. I kept sucking on
him and rubbing his asshole for a few minutes, while Andy lay basking in
his pleasure. Shortly, I could tell that he was becoming more aroused
though, and I started sucking on him faster and harder. I quickened the
pace of the finger I was using on his asshole as well. Andy began
moaning a moment later, and his hips began heaving up and down off the
bed a bit. As I sucked on him and rubbed his hole, I reached up and
began tweaking his right nipple as well.

"Oh God!" Andy cried, as my finger penetrated his hole and I began
finger-fucking him.

He started thrusting up and down off the mattress all the harder then. I
felt Andy's cock increasing in size, as he fucked my face, and I sucked
him off. Then, as Andy let out a sharp cry, I felt him ejaculate a huge
load of cum into my mouth. I quickly swallowed it, but didn't have time
to savor the flavor, as began pumping another load into my mouth.
Grunting and gasping, Andy must've squirted 7 or 8 good-sized loads of
semen into my mouth, before his spasms ended, and his last couple drops
of cum oozed from his piss slit.

After Andy was finished, I crawled out from under the blankets and laid
next to him. He grinned at me, still breathing heavily. After a couple
minutes he told me to lay back and relax, then he crawled beneath the
blankets and sucked me off, the same as I'd done for him. Within a
couple minutes, Andy had brought me rapturously to orgasm, and I'd
emptied my testicles into his mouth. After Andy'd made sure I was
finished, he crawled back up next to me, and snuggled up to me. We lay
together quietly then for a bit. After a while, I noticed the blankets
tenting where Andy's crotch was.

"Ready for round 2?" I asked, waggling my eyebrows at him.

"Yup, and I know just what I want you to do. Bring the lube and follow
me!" he said, lecherously.

I grinned, as he got up and headed for the bathroom. Quickly, I grabbed
the tube of lube and followed him. In the bathroom, I found Andy
standing in the shower, with the water running, adjusting the
temperature. Once it was comfortable he diverted the water to the
showerhead. Turning, he grinned and motioned for me to join him, which I
did.

As soon as I was in the shower with him, Andy attacked me with a bar of
soap, washing me all over. He spent most of his time making sure my
genitals were nice and clean! Eventually, he allowed me to reciprocate,
washing him all over as well. As I was reaching around behind him,
washing his ass, he turned around and leaned against the back wall of the
shower, spreading his feet apart, and pushing his butt back toward me.

"How bout you lube up and give me a good poke?" Andy asked, turning and
grinning at me.

"Sounds good to me," I said, returning his grin.

I reached out of the shower to the counter, and retrieved the tube of
lube. I squirted a generous amount into my right hand, which I then
slathered all over my hard cock. I wiped the rest on Andy's asshole.
Then I took my cock and gently directed it at his hole and pressed
against it. Andy pressed back against me too, and suddenly, I slid right
up into his rectum. I slid in a little faster and harder than I'd
intended to, and poor Andy gasped and cried "OH FUCK!"

"I'm sorry Andy, I didn't mean to go so fast," I said, stopping and
pulling back a little.

"I know, I pushed too much," Andy said, still gasping a little.

We stood for a minute, until Andy recovered from my dick's assault.
Finally he said, "OK, go ahead now."

Gently, I finished stuffing my cock all the rest of the way up into his
rectum.

"MMMmmm!" he moaned more appreciatively, as I finished embedding myself
inside him.

As I stopped and held my position for a moment, I reached for the lube
and squirted a little more in my hand. Then, as I began slowly
withdrawing my rod from Andy's hole, I reached around in front of him and
began slathering his cock with lube. I began gently fucking him then,
and at the same time, I masturbated him, with my well-lubed hand.

"OH YES!" Andy, moaned.

Andy leaned his head against his forearms, which were resting against the
shower wall. "MMMmmm!" he moaned.

I began fucking in and out of Andy's asshole a little faster then, and
jerked him off at the same speed. It wasn't long before both of us were
moaning or gasping periodically. I could feel Andy's sphincter
contracting and relaxing around my cock every so often, in response to
the pleasure he was experiencing. I began fucking and jerking him off a
little faster. After another minute, as Andy pushed his ass back toward
me more firmly, my orgasm began to build. I was gasping with each inward
thrust then. So was Andy. Soon we were both lost in our feelings, and I
began fucking Andy without abandon, as he began squirming, and moaning
continuously. A minute or so later, I let out a groan, and began
squirting my hot liquid deep within Andy's bowels. Seconds later,
realizing I'd begun orgasming, Andy gasped loudly, as he too began
shooting gobs of cum, which landed on the shower wall and floor. I kept
on fucking him and jerking him off, as we both spasmed and shot load
after load of cum. After several spasms, my orgasm ended. Andy's ended
seconds after mine. Slowly, I stopped fucking him, and gently, I pulled
my penis from his asshole. He continued leaning on the back wall of the
shower, for a few minutes, as I grabbed the safety bar, and stood behind
him panting, as my legs trembled a little. Eventually, we both
recovered, and re-washed ourselves. Finally, we got out of the shower,
dried, and dressed. It was almost time to meet my classmates in the
banquet room for breakfast then, so we headed downstairs.

 * * *

When we arrived in the banquet room, Craig looked at Andy and I
carefully.

"I'm so jealous of you two. I wish Jeremy was here," he said looking at
us with a half-smiling, half-frustrated expression.

Andy and I both glanced down and saw that the crotch of Craig's jeans was
straining, due to the bulge it was restraining. Grinning, I looked at
Andy questioningly, and he smiled and winked at me.

"Well, if you want to, you can join the two of us in our room tonight for
a while," I said.

I saw Craig's crotch bulge, then retract as his imprisoned hardon
flexed. He grinned at us, but also looked more frustrated than ever.

"You have no idea how much I'd love to guys, but I can't," he said,
smiling sadly at us. "Jeremy and I have agreed to be monogamous, unless
we're both involved."

We both smiled at him, and Andy said, "we understand Craig, that's the
way it is with us too."

"Thanks anyway guys. It was great of you to offer. I love you guys!"
Craig said, smiling at us.

I grinned at Craig and reached over and gave his shoulder a squeeze and
said "We love you to Craigster!"

We went and joined the others at the breakfast buffet then.

 * * *

After breakfast, we began our day with a tour of the Capitol in the
morning. We actually got to take turns spending a few minutes up in the
gallery of the House of Representatives, watching them in session. We
both found this interesting. For lunch, we were given box lunches, which
most of us took out on the Mall and ate. After lunch we walked through
the Botanic Gardens, which were nearby, until it was time to go to the
Smithsonian. We spent the rest of the afternoon touring the Smithsonian,
and its related museums, and the newer Holocaust Museum. We both agreed
that the museums were much more interesting than the Capitol. At
suppertime, our buses picked us up, and we were taken back to the hotel,
where we had just a few minutes to freshen up, before we were expected
down in the banquet room for another buffet supper. After supper, we
were given the choice of going to see a movie, or having time to
ourselves. Andy and I had seen the only movie we cared to see that was
playing, on the plane. So, we opted to spend some time by ourselves.
The other guys all decided to go to the movies. Craig looked wistfully
at us, and I gave him a questioning look. He smiled and imperceptibly
shook his head "no", and joined the others, as I smiled back at him.

Andy and I decided to walk over to Ford's theater which was near our
hotel. We were pleasantly surprised to find they had expanded their tour
hours during the summer months, and were still open, so we quickly ducked
in and took the tour. It was quite interesting.

Afterward, as most everything else was closed, we walked back down to The
Mall, and walked around it in the twilight. The monuments all looked
very pretty lit up in the evening. We walked along the reflecting pools
and it was rather romantic actually. I surprised Andy by taking him in
my arms and kissing him, right there in public. Our kiss lasted a while,
and it didn't take long for us to both develop erections. We decided to
head back to the hotel then. On the way, as we were about to pass a shop
that was open yet, Andy made me wait outside while he went in to buy me a
surprise. He was back in a few minutes, but wouldn't show me the
surprise. He just said "I'll show you back at the hotel!" I told Andy I
wanted equal time and ran into the shop, leaving him on the sidewalk. I
quickly browsed through the shop until my eyes landed on the perfect gift
for Andy. It was a snow globe with the White House and Washington
Monument behind it inside. And it was a music box too, which played part
of "Hail to the Chief"! I bought it, and had it wrapped. Once I got
back outside, we headed back to hotel. He made me stop at one more shop,
a little gourmet food shop. Again, I had to wait outside.

When we finally got back to the hotel, Mr. & Mrs. Donnelly, my math
teacher and her husband, were sitting in the lobby checking off students
as we arrived back at the hotel for the evening. We spoke with them a
few minutes, and they were both sorry they hadn't thought to wander over
to Ford's Theater themselves earlier, when they found out we'd managed to
squeeze in a tour of it. I promised to share my pictures with them. We
said good night then, and went up to our room.

When we got there, we both used the bathroom, then I suggested we call
home and get that out of the way. We spoke to everyone and reported our
day's events. Then after we'd said goodnight and hung up, I asked Andy
what my surprise was.

He said "Go get some ice and I'll get it ready."

I took the ice bucket and headed for the ice machine down the hallway.
When I got back to our room, I heard water running into the tub. Andy
poked his head out the bathroom door and told me to put the 'Do Not
Disturb' sign out, then get undressed. Then he disappeared into the
bathroom again. Grinning, I put the sign on the door, as I felt my cock
stiffening with anticipation. As I was getting naked, I heard the water
shut off.

"Come join me, once you're naked!" Andy called quietly.

I took the snow globe I'd bought Andy, and went into the bathroom door.
I found Andy sitting in a tub full of bubbles. The lights were off, but
there were about a dozen and a half candles lit, that were sitting on the
four corners of the tub, and the counter. Soft music was playing on the
clock radio, which Andy had brought in from the bedroom. There was a
plate of crackers and Pate' sitting on the toilet, and what looked like a
bottle of champagne and two champagne flutes were sitting next to the
Pate'.

"What the...??? How....???? Holy Shit! How'd you do ALL THIS in such a
short amount of time?" I asked, grinning at Andy.

"I'm quick!" he said, "Now come get in with me!"

"Hope you're not TOO quick!" I said, snickering.

"Well... I'll admit there are times you excite me so much, I just can't
contain myself," Andy said. "But, I am trying to learn to control
myself!"

I laughed, as Andy grinned at me, his eyes sparkling in the candle
light. I set Andy's present next to the pate', then carefully stepped
into the tub and lowered myself into the bubble bath. The water felt
soft, warm, and sensuously slippery, as did Andy's foot as he began
gently massaging my genitals with it!

"Damn! This water is nice!" I said, holding my hands above the mounds of
bubbles and rubbing my fingers together, as Andy grinned.

"I'm glad you like it!" he said, as he poured us each a glass of
'champagne'.

"I'm sorry, it's only sparkling cider, I'm not 21 yet," Andy said,
sadly. "If we were home, it would be champagne!"

"As long as I'm with you, I don't care what I'm drinking, unless of
course your own love juice is among the choices!" I said, waggling my
eyebrows at him.

Andy grinned again, and handed me a glass of sparkling cider.

"To us!" he said, "May our love always be as strong as it is right now!"

"May it grow even stronger with each new day!" I countered, as we clinked
glasses.

Andy beamed at me, as we both sipped our cider.

"Mmm! A good year!" I said, snickering.

Andy laughed.

"Nice glasses too!" I said, admiring the "In Love In DC" logo on the
champagne glasses.

Andy cringed. "They're not very tasteful really," he said grinning.

"I think they're great! And we'll always remember this night, whenever
we look at them!" I said. Then I pointed at the present I'd gotten for
Andy and said, "By the way, that's for you."

"I wondered about that," He said, smiling at me with sparkling eyes.

Andy quickly unwrapped and opened the box. He got tears in his eyes when
he saw the snow globe. He shook it and wound the music box up, and
beamed as he watched it, as it played.

"I love it! Oh John, how did you know I used to collect these?" he
asked.

"Hmm, I'd like to take credit for knowing, but... it was just a lucky
guess!" I said, smiling.

"I love it! Thank you for the snow globe, and for bringing me on this
trip John! I love you so much!" Andy said, leaning toward me, and
setting the snow globe down on the toilet.

"I love you too Andy! And this trip would've been no fun without you!" I
said, as I leaned forward to meet him.

Our lips touched then, and we both leaned further toward each other, and
put our arms around each other, as our mouths opened and we kissed. We
shared a long sensuous kiss, during which I pulled Andy toward me. He
sat on my lap, wrapping his legs behind me, and our hardons were
sandwiched between our bellies, as we held each other and continued
kissing. As we continued kissing, I felt Andy push upward, and reach
down for my penis. He took it in his hand, and directed it at his
asshole, which he then lowered toward it. The slippery water acted as a
lubricant, and slowly and gently, Andy settled back down onto my lap,
only this time, my penis was buried to the hilt, deep up inside his
rectum. As Andy fully settled down, again, he moaned a little and his
nostrils flared. We continued kissing, and I felt his ass contracting
and releasing every so often around my dick.

I lifted Andy up off my lap slightly, and began to gently thrust my hips
up and down, shoving my hard cock slowly in and out of his hole. Andy's
kissing became more voracious, asmy cock kept repeatedly filling his
rectum, and his cock rubbed up and down against my belly as well. I
began fucking in and out of Andy a little faster, as we kissed each other
more passionately than we had ever kissed before. Andy was practically
giving me a tonsilectomy, and we were both breathing in swift, forceful
snorts through just our nostrils, as I felt the pre-orgasmic tingling
beginning in my groin. As I shoved in and out of Andy as fast and hard
as I could, given the awkward position we were in, Andy began whimpering
and grunting, Within seconds, I felt my cum starting its journey through
my nether region, and suddenly, I was grunting and whimpering myself, as
I began cumming deep inside Andy's bowels. Andy's orgasm started then
too, and he was whimpering and snorting loudly, as his sphincter clamped
shut, and relaxed, then clamped shut, and relaxed again and again, as
Andy squirted his semen into the bath water. Eventually, once we'd both
finished cumming, we stopped kissing. Andy relaxed and I gently helped
him lower himself back down on my lap. I was going to lift him off my
dick, but he seemed to want to to keep it up inside him, even though it
was shrinking rapidly now.

I dipped some crackers in the pate' for us and fed a couple to Andy and
myself, then handed him his glass. We toasted each other again, and
swallowed the contents of our glasses. Then, somewhat unwillingly, Andy
finally lifted himself off my penis, and relaxed back against the other
end of the tub. I poured us some more cider, and we relaxed, enjoying
the water and our snacks for a while.

Eventually, we let the water out of the tub, picked up our stuff, then
showered. We went to bed then, where we got into a comfortable '69' on
our sides, and sucked each other off. Afterward, we snuggled together,
and soon fell asleep.

 * * *

The last day of our trip again dawned with an early morning wakeup
call.

My dick was of course at attention already. I noted that Andy's, which
was plastered up against my thigh, was too. I pushed Andy over onto his
back and rolled over on top of him. Both our penises were smashed
between our bellies, lying next to each other, pointing up at our faces.
Andy spread his legs apart and my knees settled between them. I started
kissing Andy then. After a couple minutes, I began dry-humping him,
rubbing my penis against his abdomen. His by default was rubbing against
mine as well.

"Oh, this feels interesting!" Andy exclaimed, breaking our kiss, as he
began humping back at me.

We both began moaning then, as we continued humping against each other.
It was a completely different sensation than sucking or fucking, but we
were both enjoying it. We kept on humping against each other, thrusting
a little harder, and moaning a little more. Andy appeared to be getting
really excited, as he closed his eyes and wrapped his arms and legs
around me and let me carry on grinding my pelvis against his. I began
pounding my body against his.

"Oh John! Don't stop!" Andy groaned.

I kept on humping away, and soon began to feel my orgasm starting to
build. Only seconds later, Andy let out a gasp, and I felt his cum
hitting my belly. I could tell my own orgasm was about to start as
well. Andy was moaning and pumping his semen, while I continued to hump
against him. Then, as Andy's orgasm was ending, I began to feel mine
begin. Grunting, as I fucked against Andy's body, which was now slick
with his cum, I too blew a good-sized load all over between our bodies.
Eventually, my orgasm ended, and I laid still on top of Andy, until my
body began to slide off Andy's, because of all the cum that was smeared
between us. I rolled over onto my back then, and we laid side by side,
enjoying the afterglow of our encounter.

"Well that was different," Andy said finally. "Great! But different!"

"Yup, and a bit messy too," I said. "We gotta go shower!"

Andy chuckled and agreed.

We got up and went and showered together then. Afterward, we packed our
things, as this was the last day of our trip. By the time we were
finished, it was time to go downstairs for breakfast.

 * * *

After breakfast we all checked out of the hotel and loaded our luggage
onto the buses. The buses took us out of DC then, and into Virginia.
Our first stop was Arlington National Cemetery.

Of course everyone was most impressed by visiting the Kennedy family's
graves. Andy hadn't realized that JFK and Jackie had two children
besides John and Caroline. Patrick and an unnamed infant daughter are
also buried with their parents.

Some of the other graves we visited included those of Robert Todd
Lincoln, his wife, and their son Abraham Lincoln II. We also saw the
grave of Pierre L'enfant, architect of Washington DC. Our final stop was
to visit Major Archibald Butt, who died when the Titanic sank.

 * * *

Upon leaving the cemetery, our buses drove us to George Washington's
Mount Vernon, which is only about 8 miles south of Alexandria, Virginia.
There we toured Washington's home and its grounds.

The house itself wasn't as large as one would think. It's only three
stories high, the top floor actually having slanted ceilings. Each floor
has about 6 rooms and a central hallway. One of the rooms on the second
floor is named the "Lafayette Bedroom", as the Marquis de'Lafayette
stayed in that room when visiting the Washingtons. Lafayette and the
Washingtons were close. In fact many believe that George viewed
Lafayette as an adopted son. Out of his deep respect for Washington,
Lafayette named his first son George Washington Lafayette.

Andy waggled his eyebrows and whispered to me "hmm - you think maybe they
had something going on?"

I snickered and told him to have more respect for our national heroes!

Before touring the grounds, we all grabbed something to eat from Mount
Vernon's 'Food Court Pavilion'. As it was such a nice day, many of us
opted to eat outside on the dining terraces, rather than eating inside
the Pavilion.

After touring the grounds and outbuildings, we made a quick trip through
the gift shop. As luck would have it, I found a snow globe of Mount
Vernon. There was an engraving of Washington's profile on the base, and
the music box played "Yankee Doodle". Of course I got it for Andy, who
was absolutely delighted with it.

All too soon, it was time to board the buses for the ride back to Asbury
Park. The ride home didn't seem to take long, as we watched a movie on
the overhead TVs as we drove along. We made one pit stop, which was long
enough for us to all go to the bathroom, and grab something to eat for
supper on the bus. It was about 9:00 when we got back to the school.

 * * *

The boys were all excited to see us when we got home. Grandma was happy
to have us home too, although I thought she looked rather tired. We told
them all about our trip and visited for about an hour. Grandma excused
herself to go to bed then. The twins and Jacob & Harry decided it was
time for some ice cream though, and they wanted to hear more about our
trip. After big bowls of ice cream, and some more conversation, they too
decided to retire. I decided to check my e-mail before bed. Andy said
he was beat though, and was going to turn in.

I answered a few e-mails, including one from Evan. He said it had been
raining in London ever since we left. He said everything was going OK.
He'd checked on Elizabeth for me a couple times and had accompanied her
to a doctor's appointment, even though she said she really didn't need
him to go with her. I grinned when I read that. He concluded by saying
that he missed us and couldn't wait till we were home again, so we could
get together for some pints and 'doughed bangers'. The fact that he said
he missed us, and he hadn't mentioned Betsey, except in passing, made me
wonder if everything was OK.

After I finished my e-mails, I surfed the news sites I usually visited
and caught up on what was going on in the world.

Finally, I turned off the computer. I still wasn't tired, so I went
upstairs to get Mike's music. I thought maybe I'd work on the lyrics a
little. I was surprised to find Jacob's & Harry's door open, and their
room dark and empty. Quietly, I tip-toed over to twins' room. I heard
some murmuring, and what sounded like low moaning. Then I heard the
unmistakeable, albeit quiet, rythmic squeaking of bedsprings. I listened
for a minute longer, then I heard Jacob say "OK Scott, go ahead now!"
Then I heard another set of bedsprings start to squeak lightly, and Jacob
began moaning softly. Smirking to myself I headed for our room. Andy
was already asleep, so I quietly grabbed Mike's music, and my guitar and
retreated down to the livingroom.

I thought about it for some time before I finally came up with an idea on
what I wanted to do for verses. Once I figured out the general idea, the
words began to flow. By about 1:30 in the morning, I had all the lyrics
for the song figured out. They sounded good, and really reflected my
thoughts about Mike's all too short lifetime. I couldn't wait for the
guys to hear it. I hoped they'd agree that it would be a good song for
the 'Six-Shooters' to play as its debut piece!

I gathered up my stuff and went back upstairs. Jacob & Harry's room was
still dark and empty. After I put my guitar and music away, I tiptoed to
the Twins' room again, and listened. All I could hear was snoring from
within. I tapped lightly, but got no answer, so I opened the door and
peered in. I was rather surprised to see Harry and John curled up
together in one bed, and Scott sprawled half across Jacob in the other.
It appeared from the piles of clothing and underpants on the floor that
all four of them were probably naked. There was also a half-used tube of
KY Jelly lying on the nightstand between the beds. I wondered if
possibly Jacob and Harry had been giving the twins lessons in anal
intercourse! Just thinking about it gave me a hardon. I wished Andy was
still awake, but he wasn't. I couldn't help smiling to myself as I
looked at the four boys all slumbering so peacefully, snuggled up with
each other. Quietly I pulled the door shut, and went to the bathroom and
got ready for bed. Then I went back across the hall to our room, and
crawled into bed with Andy. I was exhausted by then, and was out like a
light.

 * * *

The next morning, the day of my Senior Ball, we all slept in. Oddly,
even though I was the last one to bed, I ended up being the first one
up. I got up around 8:00 and put on a pot of coffee, and some water for
Andy's tea. As nobody was up yet, I decided to call Evan, hoping to
catch him before he went into work. His mother answered and said he was
at the Bell & Crown. We talked a few minutes and I asked her if
everything was alright and she said it was, except that Evan was moping
about because Betsey was away on holiday with her family.

"So that's why he sounded down in his e-mail!" I said.

Evan's mom laughed and said she guessed so. We said good-bye then and
hung up.

I called the Bell & Crown and talked with George a few minutes, while
Sophie ran upstairs to get Evan. Then I talked with Sophie, and even
Arthur too, before I finally got to speak with Evan. I told him I'd been
concerned about him, since he seemed depressed in his e-mail. He said it
was because Betsey was away. We had a good visit, and he seemed happier
at the end of our conversation. Andy walked into the kitchen before we
were done, so he spoke with Evan and then Arthur for a few minutes too,
while I started breakfast.

Everyone began wandering into the kitchen soon, so once the bacon was
finished, I made French Toast for everyone.

As we were all sitting and eating, I noticed Andy looked a little
distracted.

"'Sup Dude?" I asked, nudging him with my elbow.

"I've been thinking, and I don't think I should go to the ball with you
tonight!" he said...

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The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.