Date: Sat, 8 May 2004 20:02:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 67
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of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years
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My Step-Brother Jacob
Chapter 67
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While Andy and I were making love, and later napping, in our room, Jacob,
Harry, and the twins were having their own erotic adventures together in
their room.
As soon as I'd shut our half of the dividing door, Scott shut and locked
their's as well. Then, grinning lewdly at each other, the boys all
silently began stripping.
"What do you want to do?" Scott asked Jacob and Harry, smiling slightly,
as they all stood staring at each other's hardons, once they were
completely nude.
"What do you guys want to do?" Jacob asked, grinning.
The twins looked at each other and grinned.
"Would you guys rim us?" Scott asked, smiling hopefully, but blushing a
little.
"Sure, if you'll rim us too!" Harry said.
The twins, who had both been grinning, looked slightly uncertain then.
"How about if we all shower first?" Jacob suggested.
The twins' smiles returned, and John said, "Can we shower with you?"
"Sure," Jacob said. "How about you and me shower together, and Harry and
Scott shower together after us."
"And maybe we can give each other blow jobs too?" Scott asked, hopefully.
Harry snickered and said, "I thought that was bloody well understood!"
As all the boys laughed, Jacob reached out and put his hand on John's
shoulder and spun him around toward the bathroom. The two grinned at the
others, then headed for the shower.
* * *
"What do you want to do while we wait?" Scott asked Harry.
"C'mon and sit down over here next to me," Harry said. "We can play with
each other."
Scott sat down on the edge of the bed next to Harry, and both boys
automatically spread their legs apart and reached for each other's
penises. Each wrapped a hand around the other's and they began stroking
up and down.
The boys looked at each other, as they masturbated each other, and
grinned.
"Feels nice," Scott said.
"Yeah," Harry said. "But a blow job would feel better!"
"I know," Scott said, swallowing.
The two sat quietly smiling at each other, fondling each other's penises
for a couple minutes.
Scott swallowed a couple times again, then blushed a little and said,
"Harry, does your spit get all thick in your mouth when you get really
horny?"
Harry grinned at Scott and said, "Yeah, I guess it does." Then, he too
swallowed.
Still grinning at Scott, Harry let go of his penis then.
"Lay back, and let me see if I can't make you feel a little better!"
Harry said.
Scott grinned, and let go of Harry's penis. He flopped down on his back
on the bed, while Harry got on his knees and spun around so that he was
kneeling on the floor between Scott's feet. Scott's butt was on the edge
of the bed, and his hardon was sticking straight up, right under Harry's
nose.
Harry grinned, then he lowered his face toward Scott's stiff penis.
First he licked slowly, around and around the corona of Scott's hard
cock. Then he opened his mouth and slid it down over the entire length
of the boy's shaft, until his nose was buried in Scott's pubic hair.
"Man! That feels SO good!" Scott exclaimed, as Harry began to slowly
suck up and down on his dick, running his tongue up and down the
underside of it, along his tubular urethra.
Harry sucked up and down on Scott's dick at a moderate pace. At the same
time, he wedged a finger into Scott's ass crack, just behind his balls.
His finger slid in fairly easily, since Scott had his legs spread apart,
and he was sweaty between his buttocks.
"Oh Frig!" Scott cried, as Harry's finger made contact with his anus.
"Rub it Harry! Please!"
Although he was still sucking up and down Scott's dick, Harry was able to
smile to himself, as he started rubbing Scott's asshole.
"OOOhhhh!" Scott groaned sensually. Then, he pulled his legs up to give
Harry easier access to his hole.
Harry pulled his finger from Scott's butt and sniffed it. He didn't
smell any shit, so he stopped sucking on Scott's dick, and dove with his
mouth for the boy's asshole.
"FUCK!" Scott gasped, as Harry stabbed at his asshole with his tongue.
Harry began to wriggle his tongue through Scott's sphincter then.
"OHHH GODdd!" Scott exclaimed, as Harry's tongue slid up inside his anal
canal.
Harry began fucking Scott's asshole with his tongue then, attempting to
shove it in and out of the younger boy as deep and far as possible. As
he tongue-fucked the boy, Harry reached up and began masturbating him as
well.
Within a couple minutes, Scott was whimpering and thrashing about,
uncontrollably on the bed, as Harry continued ramming his tongue in and
out of his asshole, and jerking him off.
Soon, Scott felt his orgasm building, and as his climax neared, he began
tensing up, and his whimpering got louder and quicker.
Then, suddenly, Scott groaned loudly, and his sphincter muscle contracted
violently around Harry's tongue, as he continued shoving it in and out of
the boy's rectum. As Harry continued jerking Scott off, a huge rope of
cum shot out of the end of the boy's penis, splattering all over his
belly and chest.
Harry kept on shoving his tongue in and out of Scott's asshole, and
jerking him off, as Scott experienced one orgasmic spasm after another.
By the time Scott's orgasm ended, his belly and chest were streaked with
cum, and Harry's tongue hurt a little from all the squeezes it had
received from each of Scott's orgasmic spasms.
Finally, Harry pulled his tongue out of Scott, and crawled up onto the
bed next to him.
"Oh man! Thanks so much Harry!" Scott gasped as he fought to catch his
breath. "That was a fucking fantastic orgasm!"
Harry grinned, then he said, "If you're still up to it, you can do me,
once you've recovered."
Scott turned his head and grinned at Harry, who had begun slowly
masturbating as he laid quietly next to Scott waiting for the boy to
recover from his orgasm.
* * *
After a couple minutes had passed, Scott sat up, reached down to the
floor, and picked up his boxers. He used them to wipe the cum off his
torso and belly, then, he got down on his knees between Harry's legs.
Scott pushed Harry's hand away from his cock, and lowered his mouth over
it, and began sucking up and down.
"Nice!" Harry said softly, as a smile spread across his face.
Harry spread his knees a little further apart. Scott must've noticed,
because he reached for Harry's ass crack and shoved a finger between
Harry's cheeks, sliding easily inward, as Harry too was a little sweaty
between his cheeks. Harry grinned and moaned lightly as Scott began
rubbing his hole, as he continued sucking on his dick.
Harry knew it wouldn't take long for his orgasm to build. Even though he
realized Scott most likely wouldn't want to rim him, since he hadn't
showered yet, Harry pulled his knees up and held them against the sides
of his chest, while Scott began rubbing his hole a little harder, as he
continued sucking on him.
Harry was surprised a few seconds later, when Scott stopped sucking on
his dick, and suddenly began lapping at his asshole.
"Oh Scott! That feels Brilliant Mate!" Harry exclaimed.
Scott licked over and over on Harry's hole for a while, causing Harry
great excitement. After a couple minutes though, he returned to sucking
on Harry's dick. He went back to fingering Harry's hole then, and
because it was still wet with his saliva, he gently pressed his index
finger against Harry's anus, and it slid easily through his sphincter.
Scott pressed forward until his finger was inside Harry as far as it
would go. Then, while he continued sucking on Harry's cock, he began
finger-fucking Harry as well, gently applying pressure against Harry's
prostate, with each stroke of his finger.
"Bugger! That's Fantastic!" Harry exclaimed, as he felt his orgasm
beginning to build.
Scott kept on sucking and finger-fucking Harry. Within a minute, Harry
was ready to explode. His body was tensed up and he knew he was going to
cum in a few seconds.
"I'm going to spunk Scott!" he said, thoughtfully, in case the boy didn't
want to get a mouthful.
Scott kept on sucking and pumping on Harry's dick though, and fucking him
up the ass with his finger.
"OHHH!" Harry exclaimed, as he felt his cum beginning to flow.
"BUGGER!" he growled, as he fired a load of hot jism into Scott's mouth.
Scott swallowed Harry's semen, and kept on sucking on his dick, waiting
for the next load.
Harry was more than happy to oblige. Besides, he was in the throes of
orgasm, and wouldn't have been able to stop if he wanted to.
"AAwww!" Harry groaned, as he filled Scott's mouth again.
For almost a minute, Harry kept on spasming, while Scott continued
sucking his dick and finger-fucking his asshole.
"God! That was GREAT Scott!" Harry said, after his orgasm had ended. He
was breathing heavily yet, as Scott crawled back up on the bed and laid
down next to him, grinning.
The two boys lay quietly then, smiling at one another, while they both
rested.
* * *
As Scott and Harry were going at it on the bed, Jacob and John were
sharing a more slow and sensual experience together in the shower.
They'd taken turns soaping each other up, slowly and sensually. Both
boys enjoyed the feelings of the other's hands rubbing all over them,
especially in their private, erotic areas. They both also loved running
their hands all over each other. Of course, they especially enjoyed
fondling each other's privates.
When they were through washing each other, including shampooing each
other's hair, they thoroughly rinsed each other off.
Then, one at a time, each boy stood with his back to the other, bent at
the waist, leaning on the back wall of the shower, while the other,
slowly and sensually performed analingus on him.
Jacob rimmed John first. As he did, John was leaning on the shower wall
with his head, and he'd reached back with both hands to spread his ass
cheeks as far apart as possible, so that Jacob would have maximum access
to his asshole. As Jacob gently lapped at John's hole, he reached
between John's legs and grasped his erect cock and slowly masturbated him
at the same time.
Jacob licked away at John's asshole for a while, jacking him off at the
same time. Finally, Jacob began pressing the tip of his tongue against
John's anus. He pressed gently at first, then a little harder. Finally,
after several seconds, John's sphincter relaxed a little, and Jacob's
tongue slid through it, and up inside his rectum.
"Do me Jake!" John gasped, as Jacob began tongue-fucking the boy up the
ass.
Within a few strokes of Jacob's tongue going in and out of his asshole,
John was gasping and moaning regularly. Then, suddenly, with little
warning, he cried out, and Jacob felt the boy's anus contract, just as he
was about to stuff his tongue back inside his rectum. John fired a
streak of cum against the shower wall. Jacob continued masturbating John
and tongue-fucking his hole, and John groaned every couple seconds, as
another wave of his orgasm passed over him, and he coated the wall with
yet another streak of jism.
Finally, after about 7 or 8 ejaculations, John's orgasm subsided, and
Jacob slowed down his pace, until finally he'd stopped. He pulled his
tongue from John's asshole then, and released his penis, which was now
softening.
"How was that?" Jacob asked, smiling.
"Awesome!" John said, grinning and looking up at him. "Just give me a
minute and I'll do you!"
True to his word, John was ready to go in a couple minutes. He had Jacob
lean on the shower wall, just as he had done, and had him hold his ass
cheeks apart too.
"This is cool! You got a little hair in your crack! Me and Scott are
just starting to get some now!" John exclaimed.
"Well, I don't have that much really," Jacob said.
"You got enough to make it really sexy though!" John said, snickering.
Then he went down on Jacob's asshole, and began working on it with his
tongue. He too reached between Jacob's legs and grabbed his dick and
began jerking him off.
Within minutes, John had pretty much duplicated the treatment Jacob had
just given him, and he had Jacob blasting load after load of semen
against the shower wall.
When Jacob was finished, and had rested a minute, both boys washed and
rinsed themselves, and the shower wall again. Then, they got out of the
tub and dried off.
* * *
When Jacob and John emerged from the bathroom, Harry and Scott were
sitting, waiting to used the bathroom. The two went in and got in the
shower together, and as they washed each other thoroughly, they
masturbated each other and fingered each other's hole, until they both
blew another load of cum all over each other.
While Harry and Scott were enjoying their shower, Jacob and John laid
together on one of the beds in a '69' and slowly and seductively sucked
each other off, while they fingered each other's holes. They too each
blew another load, only this time they emptied their balls down each
other's throats, thoroughly enjoying the flavor of each other's boy
juice.
* * *
The alarm went off as 6:30, waking Andy and I up. The first thing I did
was dial the boys' room. Jacob sounded a little breathless as he
answered. I told him they had to get ready to go meet Mr. Phillips, and
reminded them to wear their dress clothes, as we didn't want to embarrass
Mr. Phillips by wearing just jeans and T-shirts. I told them we'd knock
on their door in 20 minutes.
After I hung up, Andy rolled over on top of me, and began kissing me
"Down Boy! We'll get together again later!" I said, snickering.
Andy chuckled. The two of us got up then and started getting dressed.
In 20 minutes, I opened our half of the adjoining door, and found the
boys' door was open, and they were all dressed in their slacks, shirts,
ties, and sport jackets, and were waiting for us. All four looked
flushed, happy, and relaxed.
"I guess our little rest time was a good idea," I said, grinning. "By
the way, you guys look great all dressed up!"
They all grinned back at me.
Since we were all dressed up, when we got out in the hallway, I gathered
everyone together at the end of the corridor, between some large floor
plants, in front of a window that was covered by a white curtain, and we
took some pictures. I moved a small stand into the center of the hallway
and set the timer on the camera, and we all got in the picture. We took
a few that way, hoping at least one would come out good.
All of us but Harry were smiling, as we left then to go to Mr. Phillip's
room. Harry had his bag with him, as he was going to spend the night
with his father.
* * *
"I want you all on your best behavior!" I said, as at exactly 7:00, we
knocked on Mr. Phillip's door.
The boys all smiled at me.
"Lads! Come in! Come in! Don't you all look smashing!" Mr. Phillip's
said, when he opened the door. "Harrison! It's so good to see you my
boy!" he added, holding out his hand toward Harry.
The twins snickered slightly, when Mr. Phillips called Harry -
'Harrison', but they both glanced curiously at me when Mr. Phillips
didn't hug his son, and merely offered a handshake.
I leaned over inbetween them and quickly whispered, "They're British!
Brits aren't as demonstrative as we Yanks!"
They snickered quietly again.
"Dad! It's Harry! You're Harrison!" Harry said, blushing, as he shook
his father's hand.
Mr. Phillips chuckled and said, "yes, yes." Then he shook hands with each
of us.
Mr. Phillips asked us if we were ready to go and eat. We told him we
were. He suggested we get going then.
* * *
We left the hotel, and walked down 55th Street, until we came to La
Caravelle, a French restaurant Mr. Phillips thought it would be nice to
eat at.
The restaurant certainly wasn't the type of place Jacob and the twins
would've chosen to eat in. Harry appeared comfortable though, most
likely, because he was probably used to eating in similar restaurants
with his parents, I figured.
Andy almost died when he saw the prices of the meals. It was a fixed
price of $72 for any three course meal.
As we all perused the menu, I helped the twins select what to eat. I
suggested they both choose the 'Poitrine de Pigeon et sa Fleur de
Courgette Farcie', which was roasted squab breast with confit and
zucchini blossom. I figured it would be most like chicken, which they
liked, and I really didn't think they'd eat anything else on the menu.
Jacob looked uncertainly at me.
"Do you think I should get the 'Trio d'Agneau et Sarrasin aux Epices de
Madras'?" he asked, not doing too badly with the pronunciations. His
French classes were definitely paying off.
What Jacob had selected was a variation of lamb, which he liked, with
buckwheat and curry sauce. I told him I thought he'd enjoy that, as I
knew he liked curry flavoring as well.
Andy chose the 'Bar Atlantique au Fumet de Crevettes' - a steamed black
bass with basmati rice and shrimp broth. I knew he'd like that. He was
a seafood lover.
I decided on 'Aloyau de Boeuf en Eventail et son Plat de Cotes aux
Salsifis' - a seared sirloin, braised short rib with salsify and savory.
When the waiter came, Harry, who'd quickly read through the menu on his
own, then set it down, confidently, in what sounded like flawless fluent
French, ordered the 'Selle de Chevreuil Saisie et sa Réduction de
Potiron', without even picking up the menu to refer to how to say it. I
was impressed. I had no idea Harry's French was so good. What he'd
ordered was a sautéed venison loin with glazed galette, chinese celery
and pumpkin. It was clear that Harry was completely comfortable dining
in elegant restaurants, such as the one we were in. It was also clear
though that he was bored in it as well, and he really didn't seem very
happy.
Mr. Phillips ordered the 'Abats de Veau aux Feuilles de Moutarde Rouge',
which was calf's liver, sweetbreads and tongue with red mustard leaves
and onion confit. The twins both looked at me and made faces. I
chuckled. It was the sweetbreads, or brains, that really sounded rather
disgusting to us. When his dinner came though, Mr. Phillips ate them all
up with great relish.
None of the appetizers really looked very palatable to Andy, Jacob, or
the twins, so they all just ordered what I ordered, which was the 'Foie
Gras aux Coings et Lentilles Roses' - duck foie gras, sautéed, and
Port-cured foie gras lobe with quince and pink lentils.
Mr. Phillips had 'Caviar Osetra d'Iran et sa Garniture', or Iranian
golden osetra caviar with garnishes, for his appetizer. It cost an
additional $75 on top of the price of the meal. We were rather shocked
when Harry ordered the same appetizer! Mr. Phillips smiled broadly. He
was apparently relishing watching his son handling himself in such a
confident, and sophisticated way.
When our appetizers came, The twins ate most of their's, the rest of us
finished our's off. And the dinners we had chosen were really very
good. Mr. Phillips was happy to see that the boys all polished off most
everything, but a little bit of their vegetables. We had a nice
conversation over dinner, during which Mr. Phillips told us that he was
going to be spending a little more time in New York City now, due to a
promotion he'd received recently at work. We all toasted him and his
promotion with our sodas, which seemed to really please him. He was also
very interested in hearing about the band's audition, and congratulated
me heartily on our success.
For dessert, the boys and I each had chocolate souffle's, while Mr.
Phillips had a special dessert - 'Charlotte à l'Ananas et sa Crème au
Babeurre' -
pineapple charlotte with buttermilk panna cotta.
When the bill came, after we'd finished eating, I pulled out my wallet,
intending to pay for our portion of the bill. Mr. Phillips wouldn't hear
of it though. He and I had quite the discussion about it, but I couldn't
convince him that I wanted to pay for Andy, the boys and I. He told me
that he had wanted to do something nice for us, since we'd been so nice
to Harry, and had been feeding him for so long. He absolutely refused to
let me pay for anything. In the end, I gave up and thanked him heartily
for the wonderful meal. The boys, who'd all been watching, wondering
which of us would win, then thanked Mr. Phillips as well.
"I just wish that Mrs. Jameson was here as well to enjoy our meal with
us," Mr. Phillips said. "The poor woman has had to feed and take care of
all of you for almost a month now.
"She doesn't mind," Scott piped up. "Besides, we've all been helping her
out."
"I'm very happy to hear that Scott," Mr. Phillips said.
Everyone smiled.
After we left the restaurant, Mr. Phillips suggested we take a walk, to
help our digestion. We walked a few blocks up to the park, and along the
lower end of the park, then back down to our hotel.
It was almost 10:00 when we got back to the Majestic. Harry looked at us
glumly, as we said good night to he and Mr. Phillips. I gave him a hug
and a kiss on the top of the head, while Mr. Phillips had his back
turned, and told him we'd see him at breakfast. We agreed to meet at Mr.
Phillip's and Harry's room at 8:30 the following morning, then we split
up and went to our rooms.
* * *
When we got to our rooms, I suggested that Jacob and the twins turn in
early, as they were all yawning, and the next day was going to be a busy
one.
They all grinned at me.
"Can we close the door between us?" Scott asked.
As I looked at him, he blushed. Looking down, I could see the outline of
a hardon in his slacks.
"I guess," I said. "Andy and I would like a little private time anyway."
The boys all grinned at me then. We said goodnight, and closed the door
between us.
* * *
"So what do you think they're up to?" Andy asked me.
"One guess!" I said. "And if you can't guess, I'm gonna wonder about
you!"
"Don't suppose we could do the same?" Andy asked, grinning hopefully at
me.
I snickered and said, "Thought you'd never ask!"
We both began undressing then. Within seconds we were both standing
nude, grinning at one another, our hardons pointing at each other.
Clothing was strewn all over the floor around us.
"What do you feel like doing?" Andy asked.
"I'd like it if you'd fuck me once!" I said.
"Really?" Andy asked. "OK. I'm actually surprised when you ask me to do
that to you sometimes John."
"I know, but sometimes I just feel like a little change. Do you mind?" I
said.
"No! Not at all. I do prefer to be on the receiving end usually, but I
don't mind being the 'fucker' sometimes as well," Andy said, smiling at
me. "How do you want me to do it?"
I grinned and went into the bathroom and got a towel, while Andy located
a tube of KY.
I spread the towel over the bed, and crawled onto it on my hands and
knees, keeping my knees spread apart. Andy grinned and crawled onto the
bed behind me. Before I could say anything else, or do anything else,
Andy's face was pressed between my ass cheeks, and his tongue was lapping
at my asshole.
"Fuck that's nice!" I exclaimed.
"Unnhh!" Andy moaned in response, as he licked at my anus, and reached
between my legs and began fondling my dick.
I laid my head down on the bed, and pushed my ass back and upward, toward
Andy's mouth. He continued lapping away at my hole and massaging my
hardon, as I laid there, moaning lowly, thoroughly enjoying the feelings
Andy was giving me.
After a couple minutes, Andy's licking stopped, and I felt him pushing
his tongue up against my hole. I relaxed my hole and pushed slightly,
like I was going to take a shit. Suddenly, I felt Andy's tongue slide
through my sphincter, and up into me. It felt great, especially wehen he
began fucking it in and out of me.
Andy fucked me up the ass with his tongue for a couple minutes, and
fondled my cock and balls at the same time. I knew that if he didn't
stop and fuck me soon, I'd blow my wad, before he got a chance to.
"Andy! You need to stop and start fucking me now!" I said, turning to
look back at him.
Andy's face was sloppy with saliva when he sat back on his heels,
grinning at me. He picked up the tube of KY and squirted a good amount
onto his hand, then he greased up his cock. As soon as he was lubed, he
got into position behind me, and gently began pressing the tip of his
cock against my asshole. I started pushing, as if to shit, and slowly,
he pushed forward, continually pressing a little harder, until suddenly,
I gasped as the head of Andy's cock forced its way through my muscular
anal ring. Andy stopped, with just the head of his cock inside me, and
waited for me to rest a moment, letting my hole get used to the invasion
of such a fat object. After a moment, he slowly began pressing forward
again, gently filling my rectum with his hard cock. The feeling of being
completely stuffed with Andy's engorged appendage, along with the
tickling sensation from his pubic hair rubbing agains my ass, and his
balls dangling so they were rubbing on the back of my scrotum, was one of
the most sensual feelings I could imagine at that moment.
After giving me a minute to get used to his full presence, Andy slowly
began withdrawing from me. He drew himself out of me, until just his
glans was still inside me. He stopped then for a moment, then started
sliding back into me, shoving his cock slowly, but steadily, all the way
back up inside me. Andy didn't stop this time once he was fully inside
me. He immediately began pulling out again. Then he was shoving himself
back into me. Soon, Andy was long-dicking me at a slow and steady pace,
pulling out of me, only to plunge his full 8-1/2" back into me as deeply
as he could. I loved the feeling of having my lover coupled with me so
that a part of his body was actually inside mine. He was as close to me
as he could possibly get.
As Andy began fucking in and out of me at a little faster pace, he
shifted his position a little and suddenly, his dick was rubbing on my
prostate. Fuck, that felt good! After only a few shoves of his cock in
and out of me, I began to feel my orgasm starting to build. Pre-cum
began dripping from my piss slit. I was kneeling on the bed, over the
towel, with my face and shoulders pressed down against the mattress. My
ass was sticking up in the air, making it possible for Andy to have the
easiest access to me. My right hand was free, so I reached under myself
and grasped my hard rod and began stroking it.
"Do it harder!" I said, tersely.
Breathing heavily, Andy began plowing his big dick in and out of me then,
and I started jacking off at a matching pace.
My pre-cum was flowing like a faucet now, as my climax neared. The
tension and feeling of my impending orgasm was all I could focus on now.
My body was on fire, and all I wanted to do was cum! I knew I would any
minute. I was moaning, and after a couple more strokes of Andy's dick in
and out of me, I was almost there.
Suddenly, a euphoric feeling spread throughout my body, and I felt like
my cock was a sky-rocketed. I flew over the edge then, exploding in
orgasmic ecstasy.
"OOOOHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!" I groaned, as what felt like the biggest
load of cum I'd ever shot, rocketed through the vein-like urethra that
runs along the underside of my cock. Cum burst out of my piss slit and
splattered all over my neck, chin, and the towel beneath me.
Then suddenly, Andy cried out, and I felt my insides being coated with
his hot jism.
We both continued convulsing over and over as the throes of our orgasms
seemed like they'd never end. First I would spasm, shooting my load,
then he would cum, filling my bowels with his seminal enema. We were
both moaning and ejaculating our semen over and over again, until
finally, our spasms subsided, and our orgasms ended.
When it was over, my balls actually ached I'd shot so much cum! We both
collapsed. I fell onto the cum soaked towel beneath me, and Andy
collapsed on top of me, with his penis still securely stuffed up my ass.
He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me and kissed me on the back of
my neck.
"I love you so much John!" he murmured.
"I love you more!" I replied, kissing his hand, which was resting next to
me.
We rested that way for a few minutes, until I felt Andy's penis softening
and shrinking back to its normal size. Devilishly, I waited until it
felt like it had shrunk completely back to normal, then I pushed like I
was taking a shit, and forced it right out of my ass.
"Hey!" Andy complained, as I chuckled.
"We need a shower Dude!" I said.
"OK! As long as we can wash each other!" Andy said.
"You know it," I said.
Andy climbed off me then, and I climbed off the bed. My chest and belly
were completely smeared with my semen, and the towel I'd been laying on
was covered with it too.
As I stood up, I suddenly felt some warm liquid leaking out of my ass.
At first I was startled and worried I might be bleeding. Andy is rather
good-sized afterall. I reached down and pushed my hand between my
buttocks. My hole was still not closing completely, and as I rubbed my
hand over it, more sticky goo ran out of it, and stuck to my hand. I
snickered when I realized it was some of Andy's cum that was leaking back
out of me.
"Now you know how I feel!" Andy said, snickering. "Go sit on the loo a
couple minutes and what's going to leak out, will."
I followed Andy's instructions and sat on the toilet a couple minutes,
and sure enough, some more of his cum leaked out of me, dripping down
into the toilet.
Eventually, I wiped myself, then Andy and I climbed into the shower
together. We spent a lot of time washing each other, but we were both so
spent and tired that we never bothered to try and get each other hard
again. Instead, we rinsed off, and got out. We dried off, dried our
hair, then went and crawled into bed together and drifted off to sleep.
* * *
While Andy and I were getting busy in our room, Jacob and the twins were
busy in their's as well.
Neither of the twins liked being fucked up the ass, although they both
liked being the "top". It was lucky for them that it was Jacob who was
rooming with them, and not Harry, as Harry was predominently a top as
well, but Jacob loved "bottoming".
Jacob knew the twins' preferences, so when they asked him to have sex
with them, he offered to be the receiver for both of them, if they wanted
to fuck! The twins of course jumped at the opportunity.
Like I had done, Jacob got a bath towel and got on his hands and knees on
top of it on the bed. Then Scott greased up his hardon and got into
position behind Jacob. He took his time stuffing his penis up Jacob's
ass. Once he was in though, he began slowly fucking Jacob. It didn't
take long until he was plowing his dick in and out of Jacob's asshole,
causing both of them immense pleasure.
It didn't take Scott long to have his orgasm. He'd only been fucking
Jacob for a minute or so, when suddenly he exploded, flooding Jacob's
bowels with his boy juice.
As Scott's orgasm continued, Jacob suddenly gasped and began dumping his
load of cum all over the towel underneath him! They both continued
cumming, shooting their loads, until their orgasms ended, less than a
minute after they'd begun.
"You came already?" John said to Jacob, sounding disappointed.
"Yeah mate, I did," Jacob confessed. "It's OK though, I know you want to
have your shot too. Come ahead, I'll let you do me yet too!"
"You're so nice, Jacob!" John said, as he switched places with his
brother.
John didn't waste any time lubing his rod up. As Jacob's asshole was
still open, because Scott had just vacated it, John gently slid his cock
up inside Jacob.
"Go ahead and shag me now!" Jacob said.
John began fucking in and out of Jacob then. He took his time and ended
up fucking Jacob for almost triple the amount of time his twin had.
Eventually though his orgasm began to build up. He kept on shoving his
dick in and out of Jacob's ass. Suddenly he groaned and began shooting
his juice into Jacob's rectum.
John had taken enough time to reach his climax, so that Jacob felt
another orgasm coming on, himself. As John countinued pumping his ass
full of semen, Jacob suddenly groaned and began squirting another load of
cum on the towel under him. He came over and over, finally finishing
just behind John.
"Bugger! You guys are good. You both made me cum!" Jacob said,
grinning.
The twins grinned back at Jacob then.
After a few minutes, the three boys all went into the bathroom and
showered together. The twins wanted to play with each other and Jacob
too of course. Jacob decided he'd had enough though. He got out of the
shower and dried off, then went and crawled into his bed. He was fast
asleep before the twins emerged from the bathroom, each having had
another orgasm as they showered.
When the twins saw that Jacob was sleeping, they quietly turned on the TV
really low, and laid down to watch a movie. The TV was still on the next
morning when the three boys woke up!
* * *
Harry spent the evening talking with his father, who was in an unusually
good mood. He talked and talked to his son, telling him all about his
new position in the company. He hoped Harry liked New York City, because
he said he'd have to be in NY often for work, in fact, he said there was
a good chance he would probably have to be in NY most of the time, soon.
"What would you think about living here in New York, Harrison?" Mr.
Phillips had said then.
"What? Leave London?" Harry asked, alarmed.
"Well, there is a possibility that could happen," Mr. Phillips said.
"How would you like that?"
"I wouldn't! Not a bit! We live in London! That's where I want to be!"
Harry said, as he felt his chest beginning to constrict, and his eyes
beginning to burn a little.
Mr. Phillips' smile faded. "I see. I'd thought maybe you liked it
enough here, that you'd be able to help me convince Elaine that it would
be fun to live here."
"Laney'd love to move here! You wouldn't have to convince her. I
wouldn't like it though!" Harry said. "Could I move in with Jacob and
his family if you have to move?"
Mr. Phillips looked annoyed then. "Your place is with your own family
Harrison! If we move to New York, you'd have to come with us, at least
until it's time for you to enter University! I'm sorry if that's not to
your liking."
Harry jumped up then and walked into the bathroom saying he needed to
take a shower.
* * *
Harry quickly stripped and stepped into the shower. He turned on the
water, and only then did he let the tears that were welling in his eyes
flow. He knew that his father wouldn't have brought up a move to New
York unless it was a done deal. He knew that his father knew he wouldn't
like it, and was only trying to ease him into the idea of the move.
Harry sank to the floor of the tub as sobs wracked his body at the
thought of being ripped away from his home and everything he knew, but
most of all, he grieved because he was going to be taken far away from
Jacob!
Harry knew too, he could never let on to his father that Jacob was the
main reason he really didn't want to move to NY. He remembered all too
well, his father's comments over Easter at our house, when his family had
come over for dinner. There was no way Harry would ever be able to admit
to his father that he was gay, or that he was in love with Jacob.
Without a clue as to how he was going to hide his feelings from his
father, and already grieving over the loss of his beloved Jacob, all
Harry could do was sob.
Harry remained sitting on the floor of the tub, crying for some time, as
the shower's spray beat down upon him. Eventually, he got control of his
emotions and stopped crying. He got up and began washing then. As he
washed his genitals, his penis started to harden, as it always did,
whenever he touched himself. Harry continued 'washing' his penis and
testicles.
"And the bastard had to take me away from Jacob tonight too!" Harry
muttered to himself, closing his eyes and trying to imagine Jacob
standing in the shower next to him.
In Harry's mind's eye, his own hand became Jacob's and as he stood
masturbating himself with his soapy hand, he imagined that it was Jacob
who was jerking him off. After a couple minutes, Harry began beating off
faster. Then, suddenly, Harry gave a small gasp, and he fired his first
load of spunk against the shower curtain. Gasping repeatedly a few
times, Harry squirted 4-5 more loads of semen onto the curtain, before
his orgasm finally subsided.
Harry rinsed off and washed his cum off the shower curtain, then he got
out of the shower and dried off.
He pulled his jeans back on, without any boxers, then went back out into
the room with his father.
* * *
"So when are we moving?" Harry asked.
"Harrison, I told you, it's only a possibility!" Mr. Phillips said. "I
don't know if I'll be offered the position or not!"
"If you are offered it, when will we move?" Harry persisted.
"Mid-August," Mr. Phillips said. "So that you'll be settled in here
before the school term starts."
Harry just stared at his father for a moment, then he walked over to his
bed, turned down the covers, stripped off his jeans and went to crawl
into bed.
"You sleep nude?" Mr. Phillips asked, staring at his son, whom he hadn't
seen naked in quite some time.
Mr. Phillips thought for a moment, remembering fondly, the last time he'd
seen Harry nude. It was a night long ago when Harry had run into his
study and dropped his pajama bottoms, proudly thrusting his pelvis out
toward him, proclaiming that he'd discovered his first few pubic hairs.
Now, as he gazed at his son's bare body, Mr. Phillips realized that Harry
was almost all grown up. He had a young man's genitals now, with a large
bush of pubic hair surrounding them. Harry's baby fat had disappeared,
leaving in its place what could only be described as a beautiful, lean,
male body, with nice muscle tone. For a moment, Mr. Phillips felt proud
of himself for having fathered such a handsome young man, and he
fantasized momentarily about Harry lounging by a swimming pool with
several gorgeous young women all vying for his attention. His pleasant
thoughts were interrupted however when Harry spoke again.
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me Father. I'm going to
sleep now. I'm very tired. Good night." Harry said.
Harry's father was silent a moment, but finally he said, somewhat sadly,
"Yes, I suppose that's true. I am sorry for that Harrison. Good night
son."
Harry didn't respond. He just crawled into his bed and rolled onto his
side, facing away from his father. Mr. Phillips quietly turned his own
bed down then, picked up his pajamas, and went into the bathroom.
Harry pretended he was sleeping when his father returned and got into his
own bed. Harry laid awake for quite some time afterward, fighting back
tears, as he contemplated what was going to happen to his life. Only
after he heard his father snoring rhythmically for a few minutes, did he
finally give into his emotions. As his father slept on, unaware, Harry
began weeping again. He laid in his bed, crying quietly, until finally,
completely exhausted, he fell asleep...
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The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.
If you're enjoying this story, and my other currently running story "The
Abandoned Boy" under 'high school', you might want to look for my new
story "Brothers, Friends, & Lovers" under 'young friends' too. Enjoy!