Date: Sat, 30 Oct 2004 04:59:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 75

DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions
of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years
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			   My Step-Brother Jacob

				Chapter 75

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The next morning, before Andy had to go to work, I took him to the
British equivalent of DMV and he got himself a "provisional driver's
license". We also completed the paperwork transferring the Anglia into
his name.

"I can't believe I own a car!" he exclaimed, as we walked out of the
building. "OH! Can I drive us home?"

"Well..." I said. "How about I drive us to someplace that's got less
traffic for your first driving lesson?"

"I suppose that would be safer!" Andy agreed.

"OK," I said.

We got in the car, and I headed northwest out of the center of London
toward Brent Resevoir, where I knew the roads would be less busy. When
we got there, I turned onto a quiet side road, pulled over, and shut the
car off.

"I'm so excited!" Andy gushed. "I just hope I don't smash up your car!"

I looked at Andy for a moment, then said, "Just listen to everything I
tell you and we'll be fine!"

"OK," He said, smiling.

"OK, let's switch places," I said.

We got out of the car and switched seats. I explained a few things to
Andy, then had him start the car. I had him put it in gear, and we were
off.

"Oh MY!" Andy exclaimed, as he hit the gas too hard, and we were both
thrown back in our seats momentarily, until he panicked and slammed the
brakes on.

"Jesus Christ!" I gasped, bracing myself against the dashboard.

"Sorry," Andy said, cringing a little as he looked at me, turning a
little pink.

"It's OK," I said, smiling. "Just don't step on the gas so hard, or the
brake either."

I had Andy practice starting up and stopping for a few minutes, until he
could do both relatively smoothly. Then, I had him pull out onto the
road again. This time he did it much more smoothly.

"Very good!" I said, smiling, as he slowly guided the car down the road.

Grinning, Andy said, "This is fun!"

"Glad you like it," I said.

I had Andy practice for quite a while. Finally, it began getting close
to time for him to go to work, so, since he was doing so well, I had him
drive back into London. He did very well, although he got a bit nervous
as the amount of traffic increased. I told him to take his time, which
he did, and everything went well.

It was almost time for Andy to go to work, so I had him drive right to
Fletcher's. When we got there, he went into work, and I drove on home.

 * * *

That evening, Evan came over for supper. As he sat in the kitchen with
me, while I cooked, I noticed that he seemed very depressed. When I
asked him what was wrong, he said that Betsey was still in Wales, taking
care of her grandmother who'd had the stroke. He'd talked to her that
morning, and it appeared she would definitely be staying in Wales until
the end of the summer. Evan had asked her if she'd like to have him drop
over for a visit, but she'd told him not to bother, as she was so busy.

Evan looked extremely dejected when he'd finished speaking.

I thought for a minute, then said, "Are you worried she's found another
guy or something?"

"NO!" Evan said. "I don't think that at all! I think she's just really
busy!"

"OK," I said. "Just thought I'd check and see what your thoughts were."

"She'd never cheat on me!" Evan said, emphatically. "We love each
other!"

I looked at him pointedly and raised one eyebrow.

He looked back at me, blinking a moment, then quietly he said, "It's
different between you, me, and Andy. We're like brothers, not lovers!"

"I know," I said.

"I don't consider being with you, cheating," he continued.

"OK," I said.

"Do you?" he asked, looking intensely at me.

"No Evan, I know how things are for us," I said, smiling. "I understand
your feelings for Betsey, and your feelings for me and Andy."

"OK then," Evan said, relaxing slightly.

"Why don't you just go see her anyway?" I suggested.

Evan looked at me a moment.

"You think I should?" he asked.

"I would," I said. "Do you know exactly where she is?"

"Yes, it's a small place called Tenby on Carmarthen Bay. It's supposed
to be a rather quaint place I guess," Evan said. "I've seen some
pictures of it."

"Well?" I said.

"You really think I should go?" Evan asked, wide-eyed.

"Why not?" I asked. "You both love and miss each other. Even if you
don't get to spend a lot of time together, you'll be able to see each
other a little. I think you'll both feel better about things then."

"Maybe I should go!" Evan said, a slight smile starting to creep across
his face.

"That's the spirit!" I said, smiling.

We talked a little more about it, and by the time supper was ready, Evan
had decided to make the trip to Tenby.

 * * *

"So, when will you be leaving for Wales?" Elizabeth asked, during dinner,
when she heard about Evan's plans.

"I was thinking I could leave tomorrow right after work. I have the
following two days off, and would be able to have a good day and a half
there then," he said.

"That sounds like a good idea," Elizabeth said. "Where are you going to
stay?"

"I don't know," Evan said. "I hadn't thought about it."

"We can go on the internet after, and try and find out about
accommodations in Tenby. Then you can try phoning and getting a room
someplace," I said.

"Brilliant! Thanks John!" Evan said.

"Anytime," I said, grinning.

 * * *

As we were eating our dessert, the phone rang. Jacob went and answered
it.

"It's Scott, for you John," he said, returning a moment later. "He seems
quite excited about something."

I got up and went out to the hallway and picked up the phone's receiver
that Jacob had laid on the table next to its base.

"Scottie! Waz up man?" I said.

"JOHN!" Scott yelled at me. "Remember when my kite snapped off the
string at the beach that day when you were here?"

"Yeah," I said.

"Remember I had written my name and address on it?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"You'll never guess!" he exclaimed. "Someone found it and wrote to me!
This guy and his kid found it out in their backyard!"

"Oh my God! That's so cool!" I said. "Where do they live?"

"Neptune City!" he said, naming a town near Asbury Park.

"Wow! That's so cool! So are you going to write back to them?" I asked.

"Don't have to. They sent their phone number. I called and talked to
them. They seemed really nice!" Scott said.

"That's great Scott! See? Told you you might get word someday about
what happened to that kite!" I said.

"Yeah! John's jealous. He want's to go fly his and cut it off, to see if
he get's a reply!" Scott said.

I laughed and said, "Tell him not to do that - it's cheating! It has to
break loose on its own!"

"OK. I gotta go now. Bye John!" Scott said.

"G'bye Scottie!" I said, and hung up.

When I got back to the dinner table, the guys couldn't believe it when I
told them what Scott had said. Nobody had thought he'd ever hear from
anyone about it.

 * * *

After dinner, Andy and I helped Evan surf the internet, looking for a
place to stay in Tenby. Evan didn't have a lot of money to spend, so we
concentrated on less expensive guest houses. The Croyland in Deer Park
sounded good, and it was cheap, but it was booked solid. The Sea Breezes
on the Norton was a little more expensive, but being summer, it too was
booked. Eventually we called the Lynmaure on Victoria St. and they still
had one room available, which Evan rented. When they asked the nature of
his trip, he told them he was coming to visit his girlfriend who was
taking care of her sick grandmother.

The lady asked who the grandmother was, and when Evan told her, she said,
"Oh! You must be Betsey's lad! It will be lovely to finally meet you!"

"You know Betsey?" Evan asked, a little surprised.

"Of course! This is a small town," the lady replied. "And I expect
she'll be very happy to see you! She's been missing you quite a bit!"

Evan grinned from ear to ear when he heard that. He asked the lady to
please keep his visit a secret, that he wanted to surprise Betsey. She
said she wouldn't tell anyone.

"You weren't really worried that she might be seeing someone else, were
you?" I asked, after he hung up and told us about his conversation.

Evan hesitated and look uncertainly at me.

Then, as his face reddened a bit, he quickly said "No! I'm just chuffed
she misses me so much!"

"I see. Well, I guess you're all set then," I said.

"Yup, and now, I'd better get home and pack! I'm leaving right after
work tomorrow!" Evan said.

"You're coming back before we leave for Italy, aren't you?" Andy asked.

"Yeah, Today's Monday. I'll be back Thursday night already. You're not
leaving till Sunday, so I'll see you guys yet Friday night at the Bell &
Crown, and maybe on Saturday too!" he said.

"Brilliant!" Andy said, smiling.

Evan left then to go get ready for his road trip.

 * * *

The next morning, Andy asked me if I would take him out driving again, as
he really enjoyed learning to drive. When he asked, he looked like an
excited little boy. Chuckling, I told him we could go driving a while.

"Can we take my car this time?" he asked, excitedly, as we went out the
door.

"Not yet," I said. "I want to make sure you can drive well using an
automatic transmission, before I teach you how to shift."

"Oh," Andy said, looking a little deflated.

I smiled as he walked over to the garage and lovingly stroked the hood of
the Anglia.

"I the color of this car!" he said, smiling.

I grinned, thinking to myself how embarrassed I'd been to be seen driving
a baby powder blue car. It figured Andy would like it!

"We'll get you out in it soon enough," I said.

"Good!" Andy said. "I certainly hope I'll be able to learn how to
shift. Is it hard to do?"

"Only at first. After a while, it seems natural to shift," I said.

"Well, let's get going," Andy said, walking over to the driver's side of
the Jag.

I took Andy out for a couple hours then. In addition to generally
driving around the streets of London, I taught him how to do three point
turns, and how to back into parking places in parking lots. He did very
well. I told him that next trip out, I'd teach him how to nose the car
into parking places, which can be harder than backing in, and how to
parallel park.

"Can we do that tomorrow?" he asked, hopefully.

"Sure!" I said, smiling. "Why don't we make it a point to go driving a
little bit every day!"

"Brilliant!" Andy exclaimed, grinning.

 * * *

I hadn't been able to get a hold of Duke since we returned from the
states. Jacob had wanted me to set up a visit for him before Andy and I
took off for Italy.

"Feel like running over to the Barley Mow with me?" I asked Andy,
Wednesday afternoon. "I'd like to see if Duke's hanging out there, so I
can set up a visit for him and Jacob."

"OK," Andy said. "Can I drive?"

Chuckling, I said, "I suppose so."

Quickly we freshened up, then we took off for the pub.

 * * *

When we walked into the Barley Mow, I scanned the bar, looking for Duke.
He was sitting at the far end of it. On a bar stool next to him sat a
young dark-haired boy, who looked to be only about 16. I was surprised
they'd let him into the bar. The two were deep in conversation. Duke
looked up and saw us as we started to walk toward him. A guilty look
flashed across his face momentarily, and it looked like he nudged the
dark-haired boy, who immediately got up and walked away.

"How's it going Duke?" I asked, as we walked up to him. Indicating the
seat the dark-haired boy had just vacated, I asked, "This seat taken?"

"No, have a seat! It's good to see you," Duke replied. "I'm doing
fine. How're you all? How's Jacob?"

Smiling, I sat down. The seat was very warm, so I figured the
dark-haired boy had been sitting there for a while.

"We're fine. So's Jacob. You sure we aren't interrupting something
between you and the boy who was just here?" I asked.

"Naw!" Duke said, tinging pink. "I don't know who he is. Seen him
around here on and off. He just asked if I had a lighter or any
matches."

"Oh," I said.

The bartender came and took our order then.

As I turned my attention back to Duke, out of the corner of my eye I
could see the dark-haired boy sitting alone at a table across the room.
He was studying us carefully.

"So what brings you here? Don't you usually go to the Bell & Crown?"
Duke asked.

"Yup," I said. "I've been trying to get ahold of you though, and
couldn't, so I thought maybe if we stopped by here, we might bump into
you. And we did."

"I see," Duke said. "What can I do for you?"

"Well, Jacob hasn't seen you since we got back, and Andy and I are taking
off on another trip soon, and Jacob wanted me to see if I could set up a
visit for the two of you, before we leave," I said.

"Well, that'd be very nice!" Duke said, smiling. "When did you have in
mind?"

"We're leaving Sunday, so how about Saturday?" I said.

"Sounds good to me!" Duke said. "Maybe we can go to the park."

"That'd be good," I said.

"OK, I'll come by and pick you up around 10:00, if that's OK," Duke said.

"Great!" I said.

Our pints arrived then. As we enjoyed our beer, Andy and I visited with
Duke for a while.

 * * *

I noticed at one point the dark-haired boy got up and went to the men's
room. It appeared to me that he was following a man who looked to be in
his early 30's, who'd just walked into the pub, and made eye contact with
him. Neither of them reappeared very quickly. In fact, I thought they
seemed to be taking too long in the restroom. Eventually the man came
back out. He was smiling, and looked a little red in the face. As he
walked by I noticed he appeared to be sweating a little too. The boy
still hadn't come back out.

The man rejoined a couple other men he was with. He spoke to them a
moment, and immediately, one of the other guys, a tall thin blond man who
also looked to be in his thirties, headed for the men's room. He had a
wmile on his face as he walked by. I also noticed that he had a bulging
crotch!

About a minute after the blond man entered the men's room, I
non-chalantly got up and said I had to go pee, and headed for the men's
room.

When I walked into the men's room, it was empty, except for one stall
down at the end. I didn't see the dark-haired boy anywhere. I could see
the top of the blond man's head, and his feet in the stall though. He
was standing facing the toilet. Very quietly, I walked down the row of
stalls and entered one that was two away from the one he was in. Then I
listened carefully. After a moment, I distinctly heard some sucking
noises, and the sound of a man's heavy breathing. Within a minute, his
breathing was heavier still. Then, he let out a couple quiet gasps, as
the slurping sounds continued. A moment later, the sucking sounds
ceased, and he let out a little sigh. Soon, I heard his zipper being
zipped. After a couple seconds the stall door opened.

"That was great!" I heard a man's voice say lowly.

Then, a younger male voice said, "Thanks!"

"Wait here. I'll send my friend in," the man said.

"OK," came the boy's voice.

The blond man walked over to the sinks, and washed his hands. After he
dried them, he stood a moment adjusting his clothes, then he left the
men's room.

 * * *

Quietly I slipped back out of the stall I was in. Looking down the row
of stalls, I saw a pair of sneakered feet in the far end stall. The door
to the stall was ajar. I quietly walked down to it and pushed the door
open with my finger.

The dark-haired boy was sitting on the toilet, fully clothed. He was
counting some money.

"How much for a blow job?" I asked.

The boy jumped, his head flew up, and he dropped the money he was
counting, as he heard my voice. He apparently hadn't realized anyone
else was in the men's room. He looked scared at first. Then he must've
processed what I'd said, and a nervous smile crossed his face.

"You scared the shit out of me. You that guy's friend?" he asked.

"No," I said.

"You a cop?" he asked.

"No," I said.

He contemplated me a moment, then said. "Five quid."

"What else do you do?" I asked.

"You can fuck me up the arse for twenty," he said, smiling hopefully at
me.

"How old are you?" I asked.

He looked nervous again.

"18," he said.

"Excuse me?" I said, eyeing him critically.

"18," he said.

"Try again. No way are you 18!" I said.

He looked at me, trying to figure out why I wanted to know.

Finally, he said, "Fine, I'm 17. What's it to you?"

I eyed him some more. He looked guiltily at me.

"I don't even believe you're 17!" I said.

He looked at me some more.

"I will be in a month," he said finally.

"That's what I thought," I said. "You doing this on your own, or you
working for someone?"

The boy looked very nervous suddenly.

"What's with the questions? You want me to suck you off or not?" he
asked.

"No, I don't," I said. "Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to do
what you're doing?"

The bathroom door opened then, and the third guy who'd been with the
other two men the boy had just sucked off walked in. He was smiling, but
when he saw me, he looked nervous, and walked over to the urinals.

"I don't need any lectures from you or anyone else!" the boy hissed.
"Now unless you want to do business with me, go away and leave me alone!"

I contemplated the boy for a moment. He looked at me belligerently, so I
turned and walked over to the urinals. I stepped up to the one next to
the guy who'd walked in. I pulled out my dick and started to pee. After
a moment the guy next to me backed up slightly from the urinal. I
noticed out of my peripheral vision that he was looking at me. Looking
down I saw that he was massaging his dick, which was hard. I also
noticed that the tip of his dick looked like it was red and blistered.

"You can put that dirty thing away. I'm not interested, and I'm not
letting you near the boy," I said.

The man stood absolutely still for a moment, then quickly put his
rapidly deflating penis away and zipped up. Swiftly he strode out of
the men's room.

"What'd you do that for?" the boy asked, walking out of the stall, and
looking angrily at me.

"He had herpes or something on his dick!" I said. "You may not realize
this, but you can catch any number of sexually transmitted diseases just
by sucking on some infected guy's dick! And the risk is even greater if
you take it up the ass without a condom! I don't think you really want
to catch an STD!"

The boy just looked at me, as I zipped up.

"What do you care if I catch something?" he asked, finally, as I washed
my hands.

"Maybe it's because I realize you're just a kid yet, who doesn't know any
better. I don't know why you're doing this, but you shouldn't be.
You'll end up ruining your life if you don't stop," I said.

"I'm not just a kid! And, you don't know anything about me," the boy
said, glaring at me.

"You are still a kid! But you're right that I don't know anything about
you. Maybe you feel you have to sell yourself. I don't know. I do know
though that you're doing something dangerous, that you shouldn't be
doing. And, I'm willing to talk with you about it if you'd like to. You
might learn something and save yourself a lot of grief!" I said.

The boy stood looking at me, blinking for a minute.

Finally he said, "Thanks, but no thanks. I know what I'm doing."

I looked at him for a minute, as he looked back at me.

"Fine," I said. "If you change your mind, I'll be out front for a few
minutes yet."

"I won't," he said.

"Whatever," I said.

I turned and left then.

When I walked back out into the bar, I noticed the trio of guys was gone.

 * * *

"What took you so long?" Andy asked, as I sat back down.

"Ran into someone. We were talking," I said.

I noticed Duke looked nervous, and was advoiding my look.

"Who?" Andy asked.

"No one you know," I said. "So what'd I miss?"

He looked at me strangely for a moment, but then Duke, who still looked
nervous, quickly changed the subject.

We stayed another few minutes, then I suggested to Andy that we take off,
so he could get in a little more driving practice.

Andy thought that sounded good, so we said good-bye to Duke and left.

 * * *

When we got outside the pub I said to Andy, "Hang on a minute."

"Why?" Andy asked.

"I want to see what Duke does," I said.

We quickly ducked behind a bush and looked in a window into the bar.
Within a minute, Duke got up and went to the men's room.

While we continued watching, I told Andy what had happened in the men's
room.
"Son of a bitch!" Andy exclaimed, when he heard.

"Yeah, and the boy was still in the men's room when we left, and now
Duke's in there, and hasn't come back out yet!" I said.

"I'd love to know what's going on in that men's room!" Andy said.

"Me too, but I don't want to take a chance on getting caught!" I said.

"Do you think he's having sex with that boy?" Andy asked.

"I don't know," I said. "Maybe. Maybe not."

Quietly we watched a few more minutes. Finally, Duke re-emerged from the
men's room and returned to his bar stool.

"Took him long enough," Andy said. "And he looks hot!"

Duke did indeed look a little red.

A few minutes later, the boy came out of the men's room and joined Duke
at the bar. He ordered a beer and the two sat talking.

"Yeah!" Andy said. "He needed to borrow a lighter!"

"I think we'd best keep an eye on Duke," I said. "Too bad we're leaving
for Italy so soon."

"Well, we can look into it some more when we get back," Andy said.

"I suppose. But that kid's gonna catch something before we can put a
stop to it!" I said.

"John. Chances are he's already infected with something!" Andy said.
"Besides, you tried, and he didn't want to talk with you!"

"I know," I said, sadly. "C'mon. Let's go."

We left then, and went home.

 * * *

Friday afternoon Andy and I went to the Bell & Crown. We went a little
earlier than I needed to be there for work, because Evan had told us he'd
come by early too and tell us about his trip to Wales.

Evan was already at the pub when we got there, sitting at our regular
table. He looked happier than we'd seen him in quite a while.

"Thank you so much for talking me into going to see Betsey!" he
exclaimed, as we sat down with him.

"So you had a good time?" Andy asked.

"Guess you got 'some' too!" I said, waggling my eyebrows at him.

"JOHN!" Andy said, feigning shock.

We all chuckled.

Andy looked at Evan then and said, "OK, so DID you get 'any'???"

We laughed even harder then.

"Yes, to all your questions," Evan said, as our beer arrived.

"Could we please ha-" Andy started to say.

"I know," Sophie said, grinning. "I put in an order for doughed bangers
for you when I saw you comin' in the door!"

Andy grinned and said, "Thanks Sophie!"

"You're welcome Laddie! They'll be ready shortly," she said, and bustled
away.

Turning our attention back to Evan I said, "So tell us about your trip!"

"Well, I had a great drive over to Tenby. It's really easy to get there,
and a nice ride too!" Evan said.

"I checked into my room at the Lynmaure, which turned out to be very nice
really," Evan continued. "Then, since it was early enough, I got
directions from the landlady to Betsey's grandmother's house, then I
drove over."

"Bet she was surprised to see you!" I said, smiling.

"That's putting it lightly!" Evan said, grinning. "I rang the bell, and
a moment later, I heard her calling that she was coming. When she opened
the door, you should have seen the look on her face! She was completely
shocked! Then she started crying!"

"I didn't know what to do, then she said she was crying because she was
so happy to see me!" Evan said.

"How sweet!" Andy said.

"She quickly pulled me into the house and told me that her grandmother
was already in bed for the night. Then she took my hand and lead me
upstairs to her bedroom!" Evan said.

We both grinned at Evan.

"Oh Mates! Did her crack ever feel wonderful!" Evan gushed, as his hand
slipped off the table, into his lap, most likely to adjust his dick,
which I assumed was stiffening at the thought of Betsey's vagina.

"We fucked and fucked all night! I don't think I ever fucked so much in
my lifetime!" Evan said, with a big stupid grin on his face.

His hand was still in his lap, and his upper arm was moving a bit.

"That's great Evan! I'm so happy for you!" I said.

"Yes! I think it was brilliant of you to go visit her!" Andy said.

"Well, it was John's idea really!" Evan said. "Thanks again, so much
John!"

Chuckling, I said, "I'm glad it worked out so well. So how much longer
will she have to stay in Wales?"

"That's uncertain at the moment. Her grandmother does seem to be getting
better though, according to her, although she still looked pretty weak
and sick to me," Evan said.

"That's too bad," Andy said.

"Well, hopefully things will improve," I said.

"Yeah!" I said. "Otherwise you'll be putting a lot of miles on your car,
driving back and forth to Tenby!"

"Yes!" Andy said. "You might just want to reserve your room at the guest
house on a regular basis, unless of course the bed wasn't comfortable!"

Evan blushed and looked at us shyly, and said "I never actually got to
try it out! I ended up staying right with Betsey!"

"You go guy!" I said, grinning.

"Brilliant!" Andy said. "And it'll be cheaper for you too!"

We all laughed then.

We visited for a while longer, and devoured the doughed bangers which
arrived shortly. Then, I played for a while to a small enthusiastic
crowd that had gathered. When I was finished, Evan had to go home, and
we did too. We told Evan we'd talk to him the next day.

 * * *

The next morning, at 10:00, Duke came by and picked Jacob and I up. He
invited Andy to join us, but he couldn't, as he had to go to work at
Fletcher's.

Duke drove us down to Kew Gardens, the park along the Thames that we
often went to with him.

We strolled through the park, visiting, and had lunch from one of the
vendors.

I watched Duke more intently while we were with him. I noticed he was
intently watching the people walking about the park. In particular, he
seemed to be watching the young men, and teenage boys who were there. I
knew that he was gay, and had a penchant for younger men and boys, but he
seemed to be watching them more intently than someone who was casually
noticing a good looking guy, although a few times, I did notice Duke's
crotch was bulging.

As I watched him, I noticed that he did seem to be looking at Jacob a
little differently than he used to also. A couple of times when Jacob
wasn't looking, I noticed that Duke was looking intently at him, studying
him almost. And, he did look down at Jacob's crotch a few times. Alarm
bells went off in my mind then. I hoped he wasn't beginning to get
sexual ideas about Jacob! Luckily, Jacob was oblivious to Duke's
examination of him. I decided that I'd have to keep a closer eye on
Jacob and Duke, and that once Andy and I were back from Italy, I might
better see if I could figure out how Duke was linked to the young
prostitute I'd seen him with at the Barley Mow.

By mid-afternoon, we'd all run out of things to say and do, so I told
Duke that we'd have to be getting home. He said that would be fine, and
we walked back to the car. He drove us home then. I told him I'd be out
of town for a couple weeks then, and that when I got back I'd get ahold
of him to set up another visit for him with Jacob. He said that would be
good. He and Jacob hugged each other then, and Duke took off.

"Promise me if Duke tries to contact you while I'm gone, you won't go
anywhere with him, or have him over, unless your mother is there, OK?" I
said to Jacob, as we waved after Duke.

"Why? Do you think he's going to try to see me when you're not around?"
Jacob asked, looking puzzled.

"I don't know. But, will you please promise me you won't meet him
without me or your mother being there? And if he tries to contact you
directly, please tell either me or you mother." I said.

"Well, not that I understand why, but if it's that important to you, yes,
I promise," Jacob said, still looking confused.

"It is important. And thanks!" I said.

"What's going on John?" Jacob asked.

"I don't know. Maybe nothing at all. I just don't want to take
chances! OK?" I said.

"OK," Jacob said.

We went into the house then.

 * * *

That evening, we invited Evan and Harry over for supper. We made it a
"Bon Voyage" dinner for Andy and myself, as we were leaving in the
morning for Italy.

"Do you need a ride to the airport in the morning?" Evan asked.

"I was just going to park in long-term parking," I said.

"Nonsense! It'll cost a lot to park there, and someone could dent your
car! I'll drive you!" Evan said.

"Well, you'll have to pick us up when we get back, if you do," I said.

"No problem!" Evan said.

"You sure?" I asked.

"Positive!" Evan replied.

"OK then. Um... I guess maybe you'd better sleep over tonight then.
That OK?" I asked.

"Sure!" Evan said, grinning.

 * * *

We had a nice ham dinner. Afterward, I put away the leftovers in the
refrigerator, which was stuffed almost to bursting. I'd filled it, and
the one in the basement with all kinds of leftovers, and pre-made meals
that Elizabeth and Jacob could heat up for themselves while we were
away.

Luckily, I was able to take one thing out of the refrigerator. For
dessert we had a chocolate cream pie, which we all enjoyed.

After supper, everyone helped with the dishes, then Evan and the boys
joined Andy and I in our room, while we packed for our trip.

Once we'd finished packing, we all went back downstairs and watched a
little television.

Elizabeth left for work about 10:00, and since we would be getting up
early the next morning, I suggested that Andy, Evan and I go up to bed
early. Both of them grinned stupidly when I said that, and I noticed
their crotches starting to tent.

Catching my meaning, Jacob also grinned stupidly and winked at Harry and
said that he and Harry should get to bed early too, since they wanted to
get up early to see us off. Harry was grinning, and their crotches had
started to bulge as well.

"OK then, I'll let Jack out and close up," I said.

Jacob and Harry took off upstairs right away. I let Jack out, and while
he was sniffing about the shrubbery, I came back into the living room and
got a bottle of brandy and some glasses from the bar.

 * * *

When we got upstairs, Jacob's door was closed already. We all smiled as
we passed it and heard Harry saying "Oh yeah!".

We went into our room, with Jack trailing behind us. He settled in his
bed on the floor in the corner.

"So what's your pleasure tonight gentlemen?" Andy asked, as I shut our
door.

"Honestly Andy, you have a one-track mind!" I said, grinning. "Guess
that's why I love you so much!"

We all chuckled.

"Seriously," Andy said, starting to pull his shirt off. "What's everyone
want to do?"

"Well," I said, yawning. "I'm kinda tired. How about we suck on each
other in a daisy chain?"

"Sounds fine to me," Evan said, grinning.

"Me too," Andy agreed.

We all started stripping then. In no time we were all completely naked.
Of course each of us was fully hard already.

"Join me!" Andy said, smiling, as he lay down on the bed.

Grinning, Evan hopped on the bed and positioned himself so his mouth was
within easy reach of Andy's crotch. I joined them, positioning myself so
I could suck on Evan, and Andy could suck on me. Simultaneously, we all
reached for each other's dicks, and began sucking on them.

Soon, all that could be heard in the room was the soft sound of our
sucking on each other, and our low moans of pleasure.

As I sucked on Evan, I reached between his legs and slid my finger along
his ass crack. He was laying on his side, so he pulled his right knee up
and placed his foot on the bed, which caused his cheeks to open a bit.
My finger slid between them, all the way in, until suddenly I poked his
rosebud.

"Mmmmm!" Evan moaned, and I saw his testicles draw up to his body
suddenly, then slowly relax again.

I started slowly massaging Evan's hole, as I sucked leisurely up and down
his rod.

A moment later Andy moaned. Glancing quickly toward his crotch, I saw
that Evan had reached behind Andy's butt, as he sucked him off as well.

Within seconds, Andy's finger had invaded my crack, and I'd drawn my knee
up, in order to give him easier access to my asshole as well.

For the next few minutes, we all gently fingered each other's anuses, and
sucked on each other's cocks, thoroughly enjoying the pleasure we were
both feeling, and generating.

Soon, I noticed that Andy's sucking had started to speed up, and he was
fingering my hole a little more insistently. I sped up my sucking and
fingering to match. I expected Evan did then too. We were all moaning
on and off then.

Evan's moaning became louder and steadier, and I felt his dick twitching
in my mouth, and his anus contracting and relaxing periodically. I knew
his orgasm was going to begin soon.

Andy's finger began rubbing my hole even harder, and he was sucking
faster too. I felt my own orgasm beginning to build.

Within seconds, I was almost ready to cum. Only a couple seconds more,
and I'd be filling Andy's mouth. He must've realized this, because
suddenly, he forcefully, but gently plunged his middle finger through my
sphincter, jamming his finger up into me, rubbing right across my
prostate gland.

"MMMMMmmmmmnnnn!!! I groaned as my first load of cum shot out of my dick,
coating Andy's tonsils.

Before I could shoot a second load, Evan groaned and I felt his anus
constrict under my fingertip, as a glob of thick, slightly salty fluid
filled my mouth. Andy stopped sucking on me for a second or two, as he
exclaimed passionately, as his orgasm began as well. Quickly he resumed
sucking on me, and all three of us continued working on each other, as we
all spasmed repeatedly, filling each other's mouth with our cum.

Eventually, we all stopped cumming, and one by one, we pulled off each
other, and lay back breathing heavily.

"Damn that was fine!" Evan declared.

"Agreed!" Andy said.

"You know it!" I added.

We all lay smiling at one another, resting a few minutes.

Suddenly, from across the hall we heard Jacob exclaim "OHHH!!!!!!!"
rather loudly, and all burst out laughing.

 * * *

Across the hall in Jacob's room, Jacob was laying sprawled on his stomach
on his bed. There was a pillow under his pelvis. Harry was pounding his
well-greased dick in and out of Jacob's ass.

Suddenly Jacob's orgasm hit him, and he exclaimed "OHHH!!!!!!!" as his
first volley of jism squirted out his dick, streaking the pillow below
him.

"AWww!!!!!" Harry gasped, firing his own load into Jacob's rectum, as
Jacob's asshole squeezed his dick.

"Mmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!" Jacob groaned as he streaked the pillow below him
again.

Both boys continued cumming, over and over, until finally, exhausted,
Harry collapsed on top of Jacob, ramming his cock even deeper inside
Jacob, who let out a loud gasp.

"Bloody Hell, I'm buggered!" Jacob groaned.

"You should be Luv!" Harry said, nuzzling the back of Jacob's neck and
kissing his nape. "We've been going at it for a bit now!"

"It was fuckin' brilliant though!" Jacob said, smiling.

"I'll say!" Harry said.

The two lay quietly then, both resting from their exertions. After a
while, Harry got off Jacob, pulling his nearly flacid dick out of Jacob's
ass. Jacob got up off the pillow and looked at it with disgust.

"Won't be sleepin' on that one tonight!" he said, ruefully.

"You can share mine," Harry said, smiling, as he wiped his penis and the
front of his scrotum off with some kleenex.

"Thanks," Jacob smiled, ripping a few kleenex from the box, and wiping
his asshole.

The two finished cleaning themselves up, then crawled into Jacob's bed
and snuggled up to each other. Tired from their activities, they were
soon fast asleep in each other's arms.

Back in our room, Andy, Evan, and I had shared some brandy, then snuggled
together, and were already asleep, all laying on our sides, spooned
together, with Evan in the middle.

 * * *

The alarm went off early the next morning. We lay together for a few
minutes, until we were more fully awake.

"Is there time for another daisy chain?" Andy asked, drowsily, after a
few minutes.

"Sure, why not!" I said, smiling.

We threw off the covers then and formed into a chain, only this time, I
was sucking on Andy, who was sucking on Evan, who was sucking on me.

Within five minutes, we were all filling each other's mouths once again
with our jism.

After we'd rested a few minutes, we all trooped into the bathroom. Since
we'd just had sex, we took turns in the shower, and at the sink, and on
the toilet.

Afterward, we quickly dressed, and headed downstairs to the kitchen. I
started a pot of coffee, and a pot of water for tea. As I was getting
some bacon out, Jacob and Harry dragged into the kitchen, still in their
bath robes. They poured themselves some juice and sat down at the
table. I fried up a couple pounds of bacon and set up to make French
toast. Elizabeth arrived home from work, just as I started cooking it.
She got a cup of tea and sat down with us, and we all had a nice
breakfast together.

After we'd eaten, it was time for us to leave for the airport. Jacob and
Harry both looked depressed, and Elizabeth looked sad as well. Jack
could tell something was going on, and began hovering right in front of
me.

We hugged and kissed everyone good-bye, including Jack, then Andy and I
left with Evan, with promises to call later in the day from our hotel in
Venice.

Evan drove us to Heathrow, and dropped us off.

"I wish I could come in, but I'll be late for work!" he said.

We told him not to worry about it, and that we'd see him when we got
home. Then we waved to him as he pulled away from the curb.

"I'm so excited John! Our very first trip completely on our own! Thank
you so much for this!" Andy said, giving me a hug.

"You're welcome! I think this is gonna be a blast!" I said, grinning and
hugging him back.

We picked up our luggage then and headed into the airport...

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