Date: Fri, 14 Feb 2003 11:23:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 6

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sexual activities between teenage boys.  If you are not over 18 years of
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			   My Step-Brother Jacob

				 Chapter 6

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I wrapped my arms around the boy and held him while he cried.  When he
seemed to calm down, I leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.  "It's
OK," I said, "I'm only trying to help.  But in order for me to help, I have
to know what's going on.  You can trust me.  You know that.  Please Jacob!
Tell me what's going on!"  He looked up at me with watery, bloodshot eyes
and tear-stained cheeks, his lower lip still quivering.  "You gotta promise
not to tell Mum or Dad!" he said shakily, "You can't tell ANYONE - no
matter how bad it seems!"  I was really getting worried now, and didn't
want to make that kind of a promise.  Then, I looked into his eyes and
realized he'd clam up if I didn't promise.  So, I told him it was OK, that
whatever he told me would stay between us.  He looked at me questioningly.
After a minute, I felt some of the tension leave his body.  He looked away,
and began to tell me about his conversation with his father.

It seems Duke was coming under suspicion again, for the molestation of yet
another boy who lived near him.  He'd sworn to Jacob, he didn't do anything
to the boy, although they did know each other.  He told Jacob he was being
set up.  He was sure that this time, they'd trump up enough evidence to put
him in jail, and he said he'd never survive a prison term - the other
prisoners would kill him.  Jacob stopped a minute as he began snuffling a
bit more.  After he got control of himself again, he continued.  He said
that Duke had told him he was going to have to go away - leave the country.
He said that Duke said he couldn't bear the thought of leaving him behind
though, and wanted go away with him.  Of course, he realized Elizabeth
would never agree to that, so he wanted Jacob to run away with him.  By
this time, Jacob was sobbing again.  I tightened my hold around him and let
him cry.  In a couple minutes, he'd regained his composure, and just laid
wrapped in my arms sniffling.  "So what did you tell him?" I asked softly.

He sniffled and said, "Well, if he'd asked me this before you moved in with
us, I probably would have gone with him.  But now..." his voice trailed
off.  "You really would've gone with him?" I asked, still speaking quietly.
"I don't know..." Jacob said.  "What did you tell your Dad?" I asked again.
"I told him I couldn't," said Jacob.  "Really?" I asked, looking down at
him.  He looked up at me, and said "Really!  I told him I couldn't go with
him, it'd hurt Mum too much, and besides, I didn't want to leave you now
either!"  I squeezed him, and said softly "I love you Jacob, and it would
kill me if you ever ran off like that.  You have to promise me you won't do
that - EVER!"  Jacob looked up into my eyes and said "I promise John -
truly!  PLEASE!  Don't tell anyone!"  "Alright" I said.  He snuggled into a
more comfortable position, resting his head in the crook of my arm, both
his arms wrapped around me, hugging me.  "I'm sorry you won't be seeing
your dad for a while," I said, "When's he leaving?"  "Tonight," said Jacob,
and he began to weep softly again.  I held him, stroking his back gently.
We laid that way for quite some time.  Finally, I realized that he'd fallen
asleep.  I brushed a couple stray hairs out of his eyes and kissed him
softly on the forehead.  There was no way I was going to extricate myself
from Jacob's hold on me, and it was getting late already, so I decided to
just relax and go to sleep myself.

I don't know what time I woke, but I felt a blanket being tucked around me.
Elizabeth was covering us up.  Jacob was still asleep, snuggled up to me,
with his arms around me.  He was snoring softly.  When Elizabeth realized
I'd woken, she put her finger to her lips, then whispered "sorry".  "It's
OK" I whispered back.  "Is he OK?" she asked.  "Yeah - everything's fine" I
answered.  She smiled, turned out the light, and drew the door on her way
out.  I saw Dad peek through the crack at us.  "Hmm," he whispered, "Seems
like those two have gotten pretty close."  "Yes," whispered Elizabeth, "I'm
glad Jacob's got John in his life now - he's just the kind of influence
Jacob needed."  I heard them walk to their own room.  I wondered how
Elizabeth would feel if she knew I was fucking her son.  Soon I was asleep
again.

I was suddenly jerked wide awake, as Jacob began thrashing, and yelling
"NO!" in my ear.  I shook him gently and said "Jacob, it's OK, wake up,
you're having a bad dream!"  I reached over and turned on the bedside lamp,
on low.  It said 1:15 AM on the clock-radio. I looked at Jacob, he looked
frightened and was panting.  I took him in my arms and held him a minute.
His arms wrapped around me, and I held him while he calmed down.  "I dreamt
that Dad was in prison, and someone stabbed him.  He was laying on the
cement floor bleeding to death, and nobody would get help!" Jacob whispered
hoarsely.  "It was only a dream," I said, "besides, you said he was leaving
town tonight.  He won't be put in prison if he goes away and doesn't get
caught."  "I know," Jacob said, "but I can't help worrying."  He pulled
away from me and got up and went to the bathroom.  I heard him peeing,
which gave me the urge, so I got up and went into the bathroom too,
shutting the door behind me.  Jacob had finished peeing and was washing his
hands.  He waited for me to pee, watching my urine stream from my cock into
the toilet.  When I'd finished and washed, Jacob opened the door, and we
returned to his room, shutting the door.  Jacob started pulling off his
cothes.  "Might as well be comfortable" he said.  So I stripped too.  When
we were both naked, I noticed that Jacob's cock was rapidly rising to
attention.  He was looking at me, smiling.  I could feel my own dick
beginning to swell as well.  I grinned back at him. Jacob pulled back the
covers and climbed onto the bed, his penis, hard as a rock now, and bobbing
up and down just a bit as his blood pumped through it.  I climbed onto the
bed next to him.  My cock was almost completely hard.  I only had a couple
seconds to wait until, Jacob reached over and wrapped his hand around my
shaft, bringing me to complete hardness.

I laid down, expecting Jacob to lay down facing me, but instead, he spun
around, so that his feet were in my face, then he picked up one leg, and
swung it over me, and scootched back, so that he was kneeling, and his ass
was in my face, His mouth was within easy reach of my throbbing penis.
Jacob didn't waste any time.  I suddenly felt his tongue licking at the
glans of my penis, as he murmured, "Mmmm - good".  Apparently, I'd begun
oozing some pre-cum, which he licked up.

I leaned my head forward, and reached with my tongue for Jacob's puckered
rosebud.  He let out a gasp, as my tongue made contact with it, and it
contracted instantly, slowly relaxing afterward, as I began licking at it.
"Mmmmm - yeah" Jacob murmured happily, and went back to sucking my dick.  I
felt his fingers attempting to probe my ass crack, so I spread my legs and
crooked my knees, making my hole accessable to him.  Immediately, I felt
his fingers in my ass crack, one of them massaging my hole!  "Oooohhh!" I
moaned softly.

Jacob slid his hot wet mouth up and down my shaft, swirling his tongue
around the head of it, each time he pulled up.  I felt him massaging my
anus lightly, with one wet finger, which was causing me to shudder.  He
pushed his ass back and downward, giving me better access to his anus,
which my tongue promptly began trying to gently stab through.  With every
poke of my tongue, I began to feel his ring weaken.  Finally, with one big
push, I shoved my tongue through his sphincter, and up inside him.  "OHHH!"
Jacob gasped suddenly, lifting his mouth from my wet rigid pole, as my
tongue invaded his rectum.

I began fucking my tongue in and out of the boy's asshole, as he grunted
and groaned with ecstasy.  I reached up and began masturbating his hard
cock at the same time.  "MMMMMmmmm" he groaned, as he resumed sucking my
hardon.  Instead of gently massaging my anus, now Jacob wet his finger and
pressed on it, until I relaxed, and let him slide his finger up inside me.
Jacob began to gently finger fuck me.  Within less than a minute, I felt my
orgasm beginning to build.  I could tell Jacob was feeling the same way.
He began sucking on me and finger fucking me with greater urgency.  I
decided that I'd best switch over to sucking Jacob's dick too, so I pulled
my face from between his cheeks, and pressed a couple of wet fingers
against his anus, shoving them up inside him.  At the same time, I released
his cock from my hand and leaned forward and grabbed the head of it in my
mouth.  I slid my mouth down over the entire length of Jacob's shaft,
causing him to emit a groan.  I began sucking up and down his dick, and
finger fucking his ass, in time with his own sucking of my cock, and finger
fucking of my ass.  We kept pace with each other, even though we both
increased our tempo a bit.

I could feel Jacob beginning to move his hips up and down slightly, in a
fucking motion.  He was nearing his orgasm.  His fingers began jamming in
and out of my asshole harder, and he began sucking up and down my cock more
savagely.  I started to fuck his hole harder with my fingers and suck on
his cock harder as well.  Jacob was fairly fucking my mouth now, and I
tasted some more pre-cum ooze out his piss-slit.  I knew I was going to
explode soon myself.

Jacob's low groans were constant now.  I gave an extra hard shove of my
fingers into his rectum, pressing firmly against his prostate.  He groaned
sharply and loudly, and suddenly, I felt his cock seem to burgeon in size,
followed almost immediately by a large squirt of semen against the back of
my throat.  Jacob's sphincter squeezed my fingers hard at the same time,
and he growled deeply.  The taste of Jacob's cum in my mouth, pushed me
over the edge, and I too began to fire my cum into his mouth.  Both of us
began swallowing, and kept on sucking and finger fucking each other, as we
each experienced multiple spasms of delight, and fired more and more of our
juice into each other's mouths.

Eventually, we both began to calm down, although we both continued licking
the last oozing drops of cum from each other's cocks.  Neither of us wanted
to lose a drop.  Finally, Jacob pulled his fingers from my ass, and I
pulled mine from his.  We both stopped sucking each other's dicks, and
Jacob crawled over me and turned around and laid down next to me.  "God
that was good!" He said, smiling and snuggling up to me.  Grinning, I said
"Yeah, it was great!"  We laid together a few minutes resting, then got up
and went to the bathroom to wash up and pee again, before returning to bed.
This time, we crawled in under the covers, snuggling together, and dropped
off to sleep.

I woke up again later in the night.  Something had awakened me, but I
didn't know what.  It was 3:00.  I heard something pelt against the window.
Jacob was lying on his belly sleeping peacefully.  I got up and approached
the window, just as another small hard object hit the glass.  I peered out
from behind the curtains.  In the driveway, below us stood Duke.  In one
hand he held a wrapped Christmas present, in the other he held a pebble,
which he aimed and tossed.  I separated the curtains and peered out at him.
Duke suddenly looked terrifed. when he realized it was me.  I shook my head
"No".  He just looked at me for a minute, then hefted the package, and
walked over to my Anglia, which was unlocked.  He opened the driver's door,
and sat the package on the seat.  After he closed the door, he looked back
up at me.  I waved.  He waved, then walked down the street to his car and
left.  I crawled back into bed with Jacob and snuggled up to him, my belly
against his side, and wrapped my arm over him.  He was warm, and it felt
good snuggling up to his naked body.  I watched him sleeping, wondering
what he was dreaming about.  Eventually I fell asleep again.

The alarm went off at 6:00.  Jacob reached over and hit the snooze button.
A minute later, there was a knock on the door "Time to get up" my father
growled, "Your mother and I are leaving for work now!"  "OK" Jacob
answered.  We heard them running down the stairs and out the door.  "Guess
they're running late!" I chuckled.  Jacob grinned, then said "C'mon, let's
shower together!"  He looked at me with twinkling eyes.  We both jumped up
and headed into the bathroom.

Jacob and I took a long leisurely shower together, each lathering the other
up good, and massaging each other, paying special attention to each other's
genitals.  After several minutes of sensually masturbating each other with
soapy hands, we both erupted in orgasm, spewing our cum all over one
another.  When we'd finished cumming, we rinsed ourselves clean, got dried
off, and dressed.  We both got our backpacks ready for school.  While Jacob
was hunting for his math book, I scooted out and grabbed the present Duke
had left in my car.  It had a big envelope on it, addressed to Jacob, that
said "Don't Open Til Christmas!"  There was a letter addressed to me laying
with it as well.  I took the present inside and scooted up the stairs with
it, hiding it in my closet, before Jacob saw it.  I stuffed the letter in
my backpack to read later during studyhall.  I made us French Toast for
breakfast, then we left for school, picking up Andy and Harry on our way.

During studyhall, I read the letter Duke had left for me.  It was short.
He just wanted to thank me again for allowing him, Jacob, and his mother to
have such a wonderful visit.  He said he was going to be gone for a while,
and that he hoped to be back soon.  He hoped we'd be able to get together
again soon, and he promised me that I would never have to worry about him
hurting Jacob in any way!  Then he asked me to take care of Jacob for him
while he was away.  I grinned and silently thought to myself, "nobody has
to ask me to do that!"

That evening, after supper, while Jacob was working on some homework, Dad
and Elizabeth came into my room and closed the door.  "So!" my father
began, "What happened last night when you talked with Jacob?"  "Nothing" I
replied.  "You looked worried when you came upstairs to talk to him"
Elizabeth said.  "Well, we talked and there's nothing to worry about" I
said.  "Did you find out what Duke told Jacob when they talked alone?" Dad
asked.  "Just that he was going to be away for a while.  That's why Jacob
was upset.  He isn't going to see him for a while now.  That's it.  Nothing
else.  Trust me, everything's alright!" I said.  They both looked at me,
then looked at each other.  "Fine!" Dad said, realizing there was probably
more to it, but that I wasn't going to tell them, "but I'm trusting you to
make sure it stays that way, since you won't tell us everything!"  I saw a
shadow move away from under my door, just before Dad put his hand on the
knob to open it.  "Don't worry!" I said, "Everything's fine!  And, you know
I'd do anything to protect Jacob!"  Elizabeth gave me a small smile, and
they left.

The weekend came quickly.  Both Dad and Elizabeth had to work double shifts
both days, in order to get extra time off around Christmas, which was less
than 2 weeks away.  Nothing was decorated yet, no cookies made, no shopping
done.  I decided that Jacob and I would have to take care of all of that!
We invited Andy and Harry to spend the weekend with us to help!  We'd make
this "our" celebration, as once Christmas arrived, Andy and Harry would be
busy with their families.  After Dad and Elizabeth left for work, I heard
Jacob rummaging around the attic.  I went up and there he was with a
scruffy looking artificial tree, and several boxes of decorations.  I took
one look at the tree and said "absolutely not!"  He looked at me blinking.
I said "We're going to do this the right way!  Bring the decorations -
leave the tree!"  So we carried the boxes of decorations downstairs.  I
asked if he had a tree stand.  He said they always just used the fake tree.
I chuckled and said "OK - we'll pick one up then."  "What about the tree
though?" he asked looking confused.  I picked up the newspaper and showed
him an ad I'd circled "Cut your own Trees!"  Jacob's face lit up with a big
smile, then suddenly he looked crestfallen, "Mum will never allow a live
tree in here." I laughed, "she won't have a choice - it'll be here by the
time she gets home tomorrow!"  Jacob grinned, just as the doorbell sounded.
Andy and Harry had just both arrived, carrying their overnight bags.  Both
were grinning widely as we let them in.  "So what're our plans?" Andy
asked.  I grinned and said "Go dump your bags upstairs, but leave your
coats on."  Then I grabbed Jack's leash and put it on him.  Andy and Harry
were back in a flash.  I picked up a small saw and some rope I'd found
earlier in the basement.  "What're we gonna do with that?" Harry asked.
"We're going to get a Christmas tree!" I replied.  "Really?" Andy asked,
looking excited.  "Yeah!" I said.  "We've always just used a fake one" Andy
said.  "Yeah, us too" Harry added.  I looked at all three of them, who were
all grinning excitedly and said "Jeeze, do I have to teach you Brits
everything?  I don't know how you survived before I came along!"  We all
laughed and trooped out to my Anglia.  Andy sat up front with me, and Harry
and Jacob sat in back with Jack between them.

On our way to the tree farm, we stopped at Harrod's and went into their
Christmas department, where I selected a sturdy tree stand.  I asked Harry
if they had good lights or not for the tree.  He looked dubious, so I asked
him whether he wanted multi-color or all-white lights.  He thought a minute
and, to my surprise chose all-white.  So I selected several boxes of
all-white lights.  I mentally calculated the number and size of the bushes
out front and grabbed several more boxes of lights, some outdoor extension
cords and timers as well.  Then I saw swags of fake tree branches that were
flocked and had pine cones on them and little white lights.  They'd look
great on the bannister going up to the second floor.  So of course I got
some of them too.  Then, I noticed Jacob looking longingly at a small 2'
table top fake Christmas tree.  It was exeptionally nice and bushy, for a
fake.  I went over and asked what he was thinking.  He said he just thought
it would look nice in his room.  I had to agree - it would look great in
any of our bedrooms.  So I told him to grab three of them, and I got more
lights.  Then we selected some ornaments to put on them.  Jacob got all
snowmen for his.  I picked up just shiny red balls for mine.  Together we
decided on some bird ornaments for our parents' tree.  We also got tinsel
for all the trees, and at the last minute, I grabbed some single white
candles to go in each of the windows in the house.  Finally, Andy looked at
me and said, "I hope your trunk is empty, we'll never get all this in the
car with us!"  I laughed and said we'd have plenty of room.  We checked out
then.  It was a bit more expensive than I'd planned, but I figured we all
deserved a great Christmas!  We went back to the car and found an old lady
and her grandson visiting through the window with Jack.  The lady said "I
hope you don't mind, he's so nice!"  I laughed and let Jack out to sniff
them and be petted as we loaded the trunk up.  We just managed to get
everything in the trunk.  Then we said goodbye to the lady and boy and got
in the car and headed for the tree farm.

When we arrived, I was happy to find that the tree farm was similar to one
I went to back in the states.  They had a hot chocolate stand.  Christmas
music was playing near it.  They had horse & sleigh rides out into the
fields.  And acres and acres of trees to choose from!  I suggested we get
the tree first, and have some hot chocolate on the way out!  Everyone
agreed.  There were a couple sleighs waiting, so we piled in them and I
asked the driver to take us to their Frasier Fir section.  Jack didn't want
to ride, so he bounded along next to the sleigh Andy and I were in.  "Gosh!
This is so much fun!" Andy exclaimed, grinning at me, "We've never made
such a production of putting up a Christmas tree, this is brilliant!"  I
grinned, and put an arm over his shoulders and drew him into me.  He looked
at me, his eyes twinkling, and I leaned in and kissed him gently.  "Well,
Welcome to Christmas the good-old American way!" I said.  From the sleigh
behind us I heard Harry exclaim loudly "HEY!  Can't you two wait till we
get home?"  Andy and I chuckled as the driver turned and gave us a funny
look.

Shortly we were dropped off near a stand of good-looking, fragrant Frasier
Fir trees.  I tipped the drivers and thanked them.  Then we set about
finding the "Perfect Tree"!  As we looked, it started snowing lightly.
Other people were roaming around in the vicinity, looking for their
"Perfect Trees" as well.  Some had brought dogs as well, and Jack was
having a grand time, frollicking with them.  Suddenly I felt a cold wet
snowball hit me in the back of the head, and cold snow trickled down my
neck and back, inside my shirt!  I spun around and found Jacob grinning at
me.  This meant war!  I put down the saw and scooped up some snow, made a
ball and began chasing him as he ran from me.  Too late, he ended up with a
hit to the middle of his back.  Of course I got hit in the leg by a ball
thrown by Harry, who was beaned in the forehead by one Andy lobbed at him.
Soon we were all wildly throwing snowballs and armfulls of snow at one
another.  As Jack and a black lab pranced around between us, getting all
covered with snow themselves.  Two little boys, who seemed to belong with
the black lab joined us, and soon snow was flying everywhere, until the
boys' mother got hit in the arm by one of my mis-thrown balls.  "Hey!" she
yelped!  Suddenly, the snowball fight ended.  She stood glaring at all of
us, then finally smiled and said "Oh, it's alright, but you two come on,
your father's found our tree!"  So with shouts of "Good-bye", they were
off, and I said, "Yeah guys, c'mon, let's find a tree!  We have lots to do
today yet!"  So I found the saw and we set about finding a tree.  We
selected a huge bushy one and I showed them all how to cut it down.  Then,
as the snow started coming down harder, we took turns dragging it behind
us, across the fields, back to the parking area.  We paid for it, and tied
it to the roof of my Anglia.  It was hanging over the edges, and Andy said
"it'll never fit in the house!" I looked at it myself and said "we'll make
it fit!"  Everyone laughed.  We all got a hot chocolate and some
gingerbread cookies then, and stood around eating and drinking as the snow
continued to come down, and "Jingle Bells Rock" played in the background.
As we finished and were getting ready to leave, I spied a display of
wreaths, and decided we needed one for the front door, so I bought a big
one and tied it to the top of the trunk with my last piece of rope.  Then
we all piled into the car, and were on our way home.  It was slow going, as
the roads were beginning to get treacherous, but we got home OK, and got
the tree off the roof and took it under the patio roof, out back.  Then I
untied the wreath, and hung that on the front door.  Luckily it had come
with a hanger!  It fit perfectly and looked great, once we shook the snow
off it.  Next we unloaded the trunk.

I suggested that we decorate the bushes with the lights I'd bought, before
the snow got worse, and while we were still dressed for outdoors.  So we
did.  I had to show them all how to properly lay the lights on the bushes
so that they were uniformly covered, and the lights were secure and
wouldn't come off in the wind.  Apparently none of them had ever decorated
outside their houses ever either.  I noticed as I looked around, as
darkness was beginning to fall, that we were one of the only houses in the
neighborhood with outside lights!  They looked great too!  And I saw a
couple of the neighbors across the street looking, and waving.  I noticed
that Harry and Jacob were both shivering now, and Andy looked frozen too.
It was getting colder now, as nighttime fell.  Our work done, we went
inside.

We moved the furniture around a little and made room for the tree by the
front window.  Then we went outside and I cut the bottom few branches off
the tree, and the bottom stump off a bit.  I put the stand on the tree,
then Andy and I carried it into the house and set it up.  It fit just
perfectly!  As I crawled out from under it, after filling the stand with
water, Jacob said "It's too big!"  "Nope!  It's Perfect!" I retorted.
"Mum's not gonna like it!" he said as he had to turn sideways to walk past
it!  "Just wait'll it's all decorated!" I said, "But I think we should eat
supper first!  I'm starved!"  Everyone agreed.  I'd bought all the fixings
to make our own pizzas, so we all went out to the kitchen and each built
our own pizza.  While they cooked, we went around the house and put the
electric candles in all the windows, and got the boxes of decorations ready
to put on the tree.

I built a fire, then we got our pizzas out of the oven, and had them with
some beer, in front of the fire.

After supper, we put the new lights on the tree, then spent an hour or so
decorating it with all of the decorations from the attic.  Finally, we
"tinseled" it!  When we were done, it stood shimmering in all it's glory,
and everyone pronounced that it was the most beautiful tree they'd ever
seen!  I noticed that both the boys were yawning, so I told them to take
Jacob's little tree, lights, decorations and tinsel and go put that up.
Andy helped me string the bannister with the fake lighted greens, and I
realized I'd bought too much.  There was just enough though to run the
extra across the mantel over the fireplace, and it looked great!

Lastly, we took the last two little trees upstairs and decorated one in Dad
and Elizabeth's room, and the other in my room.  Jack fell asleep on my bed
as we decorated my little tree.  We were finished.  The house was decorated
for the holidays!  Jacob and Harry had finished Jacob's tree and it was lit
and sitting on his dresser.  They were watching a Christmas special on TV
and fighting to stay awake.  Andy and I went downstairs again.

I put a Christmas CD on, added a log to the fire, dimmed the lights, so
only the fire and Christmas lights were lighting the room.  I poured us
each a big glass of Egg Nog, adding a generous amount of brandy, and a
sprinkle of nutmeg.  Then I laid a soft, plush blanket on the floor in
front of the fire and we stretched out on it, leaning back against the
couch.  Both of us were silent for a few minutes, just enjoying the
atmosphere.  "God this is nice!" Andy said.  "In fact," he went on, "This
is the nicest Christmas I've ever had!"  I reached over and rubbed Andy's
shoulder.  "Mmmm, that feels good!" he murmured.  "Lay down" I said, "I'll
give you a massage."  Andy smiled and laid on the blanket on his belly, and
I got on my knees and straddled his ass.  I reached down to Andy's
shoulders and began to gently knead them.  Andy laid his head down on his
right cheek and closed his eyes and muttered, "Oh that feels great!"  I
could feel the tension leaving his muscles as I worked them.  After a few
minutes I told him to take his shirts off.  He got up and removed his
shirts, and I noticed he was sporting a pretty good-size boner already.  He
chuckled when he saw that I'd noticed and started taking off his jeans.  He
said "Well, I might as well lose these too, as that'll be the next thing
you ask me to take off.  Why don't you get naked too?"  So I stood up and
stripped naked as well.  In a minute we were standing facing each other,
completely naked, our hardon's pointing at each other.  We both grinned,
then moved to one another and embraced, kissing each other deeply, swirling
our tongues around each other's.  Our bodies pressed against each other's,
smashing our hard penises between us.

"Lie down again" I said, finally.  Andy returned to the position he'd been
in before, lying on his stomach.  I again straddled him, resting my hardon
in his ass crack, as I began kneading his shoulder's and back again.
"MMmmm" Andy moaned, again laying his head down, with his eyes closed.  I
worked slowly and gently, yet firmly, on all of his shoulder and back
muscles, working my way slowly down his body toward his ass.  I massaged
both ass cheeks as well, and then worked on his thighs too.  I had him roll
over onto his back, and I worked the fronts of his thighs too.  His hard
penis laid flat against his lower belly, pointing up toward his navel.
Eventually I took it in my hand and massaged it, while I massaged his balls
with my other hand.  I could tell I was driving him wild, and finally,
lowered my face to his crotch.  I licked some pre-cum from the head of his
penis, and swirled my tongue around and around the end of his shaft,
eventually sliding my mouth down over the entire length of it, taking as
much of his 8" as I could, down my throat.  I began sucking up and down his
shaft, and he began moaning.  I picked up Andy's legs by the knees and
pushed them up to his chest, exposing his puckered rose bud.  I pulled my
mouth off his cock, and replaced it with my hand, as I leaned in and kissed
his anus.  I then began licking up and down, over his hole, as I
masturbated his cock.  "OHHhhh!" Andy groaned, as I ate his asshole out and
jerked him off.  I could tell it wasn't going to take the boy long to reach
his orgasm, as his cock kept spasming.  "Ohhh Godd John!" Andy groaned as I
tongue-fucked his asshole, and continued jerking him off.  I decided I'd
better switch back to his dick, so I pulled back and put his cock back in
my mouth, and pressed my middle finger up against his asshole.  It slid
right in, and as I pressed further inward, I felt his prostate gland.  I
massaged it with my finger, while I sucked up and down his cock.  "I'm
gonna cum soon John!" he cried softly.  I picked up my pace a little, and
suddenly felt Andy's body tense up, then he cried "OHHHhhhhh!" and squirted
a glob of semen into my mouth, his asshole squeezing my finger tightly.
"Annnnhhh!" he groaned as his second spasm hit.  My mouth was flooded with
his cum, which I was quickly swallowing.  Andy pumped another 5-6 shots of
his jism into my mouth, before his orgasm finally began to subside.  I
continued sucking on him, and running my finger in and out of his rectum,
the whole time.  "OOh God John, that was the best one yet!" he exclaimed,
as I felt his body relax.  I pulled my finger from his asshole and stopped
sucking his cock.  Andy lowered his legs again and laid there grinning at
me.  "Your turn!" he said, licking his lips.

Unbeknownst to the two of us, Jacob and Harry had been spying on us the
whole time I'd been working on Andy.  They were standing, peering around
the edge of the doorway at us, both rubbing each other's crotches through
their jeans.  "Let's go up to your room and do that to each other" Harry
whispered to Jacob, who grinned back at him and started up the stairs.
Trailing behind Jacob, Harry had the impulse to reach out and rub Jacob's
ass.  Jacob stopped to enjoy the feeling for a few seconds, before
continuing up the stairs.

While Jacob and Harry were getting busy up in Jacob's room, Andy and I had
switched places and Andy went to work on me, in much the same manner as I
had on him!  Within 15 minutes he was swallowing my cum, as I as writhing
on the floor under him, having the orgasm of my life.  When I'd finished
cumming, Andy got off me, and laid next to me, wrapping his arm around me.
"Yeah!" he exclaimed, "this is definitely the best Christmas I've ever
had!"

I leaned over and reached into the pocket of my shirt, which was lying on
the couch, and fished out the Christmas present I'd gotten for Andy.  I
handed it to him and said "Merry Christmas Andy!  I figure we may not get
to see each other before Christmas again, so I want you to have this now!"
Andy gasped, and reached for his jeans.  He too produced a small package
and handed it to me saying "Great minds think alike I guess!  Merry
Christmas John!"  Giggling, we both ripped the paper off our presents, and
ripped the boxes open.  Then we both laughed. We'd both gotten each other
gold necklaces.  Andy had gotten me one with a Dragon medallion.  "I
figured it would go with your tatoo!" he said.  On the back it said "AM &
JW".  The necklace I'd gotten for Andy was a moon and star, because he
loved astronomy and the zodiac.  I'd had "JW + AM" engraved on the back. We
both burst out laughing again.  Then looked at each other.  "I love you
John!" Andy said, tears welling in his eyes.  "I love you too Andy!" I
said, my eyes feeling funny too.  We kissed each other, then helped each
other put on our necklaces and admired them both.  "Yup!  This is my
favorite Christmas ever!" Andy said again.  We put another log on the fire,
freshened our drinks, then wrapped up in the blanket and snuggled together,
just enjoying being together, til I noticed Andy had drifted off to sleep.
I was getting sleepy too, so I nudged Andy awake and said, "C'mon, let's go
up to bed." "OK" he muttered, getting up and following me.  I made sure the
fire was safe, and turned off the tree, and we went upstairs.  We checked
the boys.  They were both lying snuggled together under the covers,
snoring.  We grinned at each other, went and peed, then crawled into bed
together.  Andy was out again within a couple of minutes, and I fell asleep
shortly myself.

I woke up to the sound of the front door closing with a bang.  Then my
father's voice - "Jesus Christ!"  Followed by Elizabeth's "Oh My God!  It's
Huge!"  I heard Jacob and Harry snickering across the way in Jacob's room.
Startling poor Andy out of a peaceful sleep, I hollered, "Are you two
having sex in the livingroom again?"  More snickering from Jacob and Harry,
and groans from Andy who'd pulled a pillow over his head.  "There isn't any
room for that!  What the hell have you done now?" my father called back up
the stairs, chuckling.  I heard Jacob and Harry moving about, apparently
dressing, and then they ran past and down the stairs.  I got up and pulled
my jeans on, tossing Andy his.  "Oh - you people get up too early around
here!" he groaned, getting up and staggering as he pulled his jeans on.
Then we ran down the stairs too.  Dad and Elizabeth were still gaping at
the tree when we walked into the living room.  "It's just so HUGE!"
Elizabeth said again.  "Isn't it great Mum?" Harry cried, "John took us and
we cut it down ourselves!"  Dad looked at me and grinned, "I didn't think
they did that over here!"  "I was glad to find one place that did, and it
was just like home, sleighrides, cocoa, the whole shebang!" I said.  "Well,
it's certainly a beautiful tree," Elizabeth finally said, "but it's huge!"
she added.  We all laughed.

"Well, we're just here for a shower and nap," Dad said, "we're both due
back at work in 7 hours again."  "Well, I'll make you some eggs and toast
while you shower, and I'll bring it up to you."  "What're your plans for
today?" Dad asked.  "Yeah?" Harry said, "What're we doing today?"  I
ruffled Harry's hair and said, "Today, we bake Christmas cookies!"  "Cool"
Jacob exclaimed, and I saw Dad's eyes light up.  "I brought some of my
grandmother's recipes with me!" I said.  Dad grinned and Jacob said "Wow!
We're even having cookies this year too!"  I looked at Elizabeth.  She
glared back at me "What?  You know I can't cook!"  Everyone laughed.  Dad
and Elizabeth went to shower, and we went to the kitchen and fried up some
bacon, scrambled some eggs, and made stacks of toast.  I ran a tray up to
Dad and Elizabeth, for them to eat, before going to sleep.  Elizabeth was
still in the bathroom, but Dad was in his room.  "So you guys are having a
good weekend?" Dad asked.  "Yeah, we are!" I said, smiling.  I was still
shirtless, and I noticed Dad was looking at the necklace Andy had given me.
"This new?" he asked.  Nervously, I said, "Yeah."  He picked it up from
against my chest, and went to turn it over.  I backed quickly away, and it
fell out of his fingers.  "I gotta get downstairs, they're still cooking,
and I don't want the house to burn down!" I said.  "OK" he said, looking at
me quizically.  I went back downstairs.

After we ate our own breakfasts, Andy and I showered quietly (OK - as
quietly as two people having sex in the shower can be) and got dressed,
while Jacob and Harry watched TV.  Then, when we were finished showering,
they showered together too.  It's a good thing Dad and Elizabeth were
sleeping, as they were rather noisy, and we knew exactly what they were
doing!  Once they were dressed, we went out and shoveled the driveway and
walks.  Of course there was another snowball fight as we worked.  When we
were finished, we decided it was perfect packing snow, and we made a big
snowman in the front yard.  We used two potatoes for his eyes and a carrot
for his nose.  His mouth was a row of stones.  He had stick arms, and wore
an old scarf and hat of Dad's that Elizabeth had deemed were only good
enough to wear while shoveling snow!

When we were done horsing around in the snow, I got everyone together and
we drove to the PX, where we bought everything we needed to make Christmas
cookies.  I also picked up some hot dogs, buns, baked beans, and chips for
our lunch.  When we got home, it was past lunch time, so we made our lunch
and ate it.  Afterward, we delved into cookie baking.  I taught all three
boys how to mix up cookie dough, roll it out, cut it, decorate the cookies,
and bake them.  Within a couple hours, they were pros.  About then, Dad and
Elizabeth walked into the kitchen, all set for work again.  Both stopped
short when they saw the disaster area we'd created, with dirty dishes piled
everywhere, and flour sprinkled over everything (a small flour fight had
broken out at one point).  We were a mess, so was the kitchen, but I
promised we'd clean it up.  Dad spied the cooling cookies then, and made a
bee-line for them.  "Mmm" he muttered as he stuffed a cookie in his mouth.
We all laughed.

As Dad munched his cookie, he said "well, before we leave, and while you're
all here together, we have an announcement to make!"  Elizabeth moved
closer to him.  We all looked at them expectantly.  "I've spoken with your
parents Andy and Harry, and they've already approved this!"  He paused.  We
looked at each other wonderingly, then back at Dad and Elizabeth.  "For a
Christmas present to all 4 of you, we're taking you to the US for a few
days after Christmas!" Dad said.  There was stunned silence for a couple of
seconds while everyone let this sink in.  Then the cookie sheet I was
holding slipped from my grasp and clattered to the floor.  Everyone turned
to look at me.  "Really?" I asked, wiping tears from my eyes.  "Yeah!
Really!" Dad said.  I walked over and hugged him as tight as I could, as
the other three all began talking loudly at once.  "Merry Christmas son!" I
heard Dad whisper in my ear, as he kissed me.  I squeezed him tighter in
response, as I cried happily.  Finally, I pulled myself off Dad.  Andy was
standing next to me.  I looked at him.  "You're right!" I said, "this is
the best Christmas ever!"  He grinned and gave me a big hug!  Dad looked at
us a little funny, and I saw that he noticed Andy's new necklace inside his
shirt.  He just looked at me and smiled warmly.  "OK, calm down!" he said.
"We leave the 27th and return January 5th!  While we're there, we'll see
NYC, visit the twins and most of John's friends, and I think we'll also be
treated to hearing his band play!"  "WHAT?" I cried.  Dad was chuckling.
"Well," he said, "there's a show at your school during vacation, and the
guys in the band scheduled you to play at it as soon as they heard you were
coming home!"  "Shit!" I exclaimed, "We gotta practice!"  Laughing, Dad
said, "you'll have time to practice, don't worry!  Now we have to go to
work!  We'll talk more in a couple days about the trip.  Anyway, you guys
enjoy the rest of your cooking, and um - clean up afterward!"  Dad and
Elizabeth each took some cookies, and then left.

We finished baking, and cleaned up.  In the end, we'd made 4-5 dozen of
several kinds of cookies, and several pounds of different kinds of fudge.
We were all stuffed, dirty, and tired.  We had about an hour left before we
were due to drive Andy and Harry home, and we were all a mess, so I
suggested we all shower.  Harry was messiest of all, so I told him to get
showered first.  He took great offense at being called a mess, and let me
know it.  I eyed him as he looked at me devilishly, goading me to chase him
down and tickle him. I leapt at him, but he turned and ran shrieking into
the hall and up the stairs, with me hot on his heels.  I caught him just
inside the bathroom door, and wrapped an arm around him, as I tickled him
in the ribs.  Jacob and Andy came flying up the stairs after us.  Trying to
help Harry, Jacob attacked me, so of course Andy had to attack Jacob.  He
managed to wrestle Jacob to the floor and started tickling him in the
armpits.  I ended up wrestling around the bathroom floor with Harry.  Out
of the corner of my eye, I saw Andy let up on tickling Jacob, who finally
stopped giggling.  He laid there with Andy straddling him, both looking at
each other smiling.  Jacob said something to Andy, which I couldn't hear,
but Andy apparently liked.  He grinned hugely at Jacob, and replied, and
leaned down and kissed Jacob on the forehead.  Jacob smiled back up at him.
Andy got off Jacob and they helped each other up, still talking very
quietly together.  Then Andy gave Jacob a hug.  When they parted, I saw
Jacob looking seriously into Andy's eyes.  Andy was returning the look.  I
had stopped tickling Harry.  He realized I was looking at Jacob and Andy,
and followed my gaze.  "Well, will ya look at that?" he whispered to me.  I
got off Harry, and sat down on the floor next to him, as he sat up.  I
noticed that both Jacob and Andy were hard.  Harry and I sat there amazed,
as Jacob's hand reached down and massaged Andy's erection.  Andy breathed
in sharply, and then reached for Jacob's hardon.  Harry looked at me, his
mouth hanging open.  I stared incredulously, as Jacob and Andy gently
rubbed each other's stiff penises, their eyes locked onto each other's.  I
felt my cock stiffening.  Then suddenly I felt Harry's hand squeezing my
hardon.  I looked at him, and he looked up at me, a wanton look in his
eyes.  Glancing down, I saw he too was hard.  I looked back into his eyes,
and as he continued to knead my hardon, he whispered "Please shower with me
John!"  From the hallway, I heard Jacob whispering to Andy "Please Andy!".
Then I heard a gasp from Andy.  I looked toward him.  He still had Jacob's
hardon cupped in his hand, but had stopped fondling him, and was looking at
me.  Our eyes met.  Jacob turned to look at me and Harry.  His hand stopped
moving, but didn't leave Andy's crotch.  He swallowed and looked at me
guiltily.  I felt Harry's hand stop moving.  Everyone was looking at
everyone else.  Nobody said anything.  Andy and I just stared at each
other, our eyes locked onto each other's.  Finally, I said hoarsely "It's
OK, if you want to, go ahead."  He looked at me another minute, then
allowed Jacob to lead him to his room.  The door closed behind them.  "Are
you OK?" Harry asked me.  I looked down at him.  "Yeah" I said, "you still
want to shower with me?"  Harry smiled, "you bet" he said.  I leaned down
and kissed him on the forehead.  Then I stood up and helped Harry get up.
We both stripped, and Harry followed me into the shower...

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