Date: Thu, 24 Feb 2005 21:19:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 79
DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions
of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years
of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this
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choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it!
My Step-Brother Jacob
Chapter 79
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"Surprise!" Everyone gathered outside the front door yelled.
I stood with my mouth hanging open, staring at them in shock, as they all
grinned at me.
"What the Hell?????" I said, when I finally found my voice.
It was all the guys in the band! Jeremy was standing with Craig too.
And, standing right in front of me were the twins!!!
"Yo Horse! You gonna invite us in or what? It's gettin' a little damp
out here," Boner drawled finally.
Everyone started laughing then. As was usually the case in England, it
was gray and drizzling.
Still staring with my mouth hanging open, I let Andy pull me back out of
the doorway, as both John and Scott launched themselves at me, throwing
their arms around me, chorusing, "Are you surprised?"
Grinning and hugging them, I laughed and said, "Most definitely! I can't
believe it! What're you guys all doing here?"
"Well, we decided we wanted to do some traveling yet this summer before
we all shipped off to college!" Craig said.
"Yeah, then the squirts here got all depressed when they heard we were
comin' over here without 'em, so Grandma called your stepmom and -" Boner
said.
"YOU KNEW!" I cried accusatively, twisting in the twins' embrace and
pointing at Elizabeth, cutting Boner off in mid-sentence.
She was grinning, and so were the boys.
"YOU KNEW TOO!" I said pointing at Jacob and Harry, who laughed and
nodded.
Then it dawned on me why Andy was up so early.
"Holy Shit! You knew too! Didn't you?" I said.
"Of course!" Andy said, chuckling.
"How the hell did you manage to keep it a secret from me?" I asked. "You
can never keep a secret!"
"John! I'm shocked!" Andy said, suddenly giving me an admonishing look.
"I'll have you know I'm an expert at keeping secrets!"
Everyone laughed then.
"Well!" Andy said indignantly. "Be that way then!"
We all laughed even harder then.
When the laughter died down, I suddenly realized Grandma wasn't there.
"So where's Grandma?" I asked.
"Home!" Scott and John said, in unison.
"Why didn't she come?" I asked.
"She thought it would be nice if we had some 'guy-time' with you!" Scott
said.
"Actually, we think maybe she wanted a break from US though!" John added.
"Would there be a reason why she'd need a break from you guys?" I asked,
eyeing them.
"NO!" they both cried, looking hurt, yet at the same time, slightly
guilty.
"Hmmm... well, we'll discuss this some more later!" I said.
"It's not that!" John said. "She's going to go on a trip with Aunt
Hazel, while we're away. They're going to the Trapp Family Lodge up in
Vermont for a few days to relax."
"How're they getting there?" I asked, immediately worried about them.
Grandma was an OK driver, but her best friend, who we affectionately
called Aunt Hazel, was a terror on the road.
The boys snickered and Scott said, "It's a bus trip!"
"Thank God!" I said, laughing.
Suddenly, as I looked around at the guys, a thought hit me.
"Um... not to be rude, but, where is everyone going to sleep?" I asked,
glancing at Elizabeth.
"Not to worry!" Mitchell said. "Your stepmom fixed it up with your
boss. We're all staying at that pub you sing at. Except the kids. You
get to have them here with you."
"Hey!" John said.
"Who're you calling 'kids'?" Scott asked, feigning indignance, and
glaring at Mitchell.
"You two!" Boner said, stepping toward them, and suddenly leering
threateningly at them, as if he might try to grab them and tickle them.
"NO!" they both yelled, and leaped behind me, as if for protection.
"It's been like this the whole way here," Pete said.
"Musta been quite the plane ride!" I said, looking at Boner, and raising
my eyebrows a little.
"What?" he said. "They kind of adopted me as their surrogate big brother
after you left!"
I turned to the twins and gave them a suprised look.
"Well, after you left, we didn't have a way to get to the beach," Scott
explained.
"And Grandma's still nervous about us being there alone, since the rip
tide incident," John added.
"So we called Boner and asked if he'd take us," Scott said.
"And he did," John finished, smiling.
"So, Boner's become your chauffeur and personal life guard?" I asked.
Grinning devilishly, Scott said "Well, yeah!" as if I should've figured
that out.
"WHAT? Is that all I am?" Steve cried indignantly, pulling me from in
front of the boys, and lunging at them. "Outta my way Horse! Let me at
'em!"
"NO!!!!" They both shrieked, and ran out to the kitchen giggling.
Steve straightened back up to his full height and grinned sheepishly at
me. "They did call me for a ride to the beach a couple days after you
left. They seemed kinda depressed because you were gone, so I took
them. I always liked them anyway, and we kinda hit it off. They seem to
like hanging out with me and the guys too. But don't worry - nobody'll
ever replace you!"
Chuckling, I said "I'm not worried. Just surprised at you putting in
some time with them. Seriously though, thanks for looking after them
when I'm not around. I'm sure they have a great time with you. And, I
expect they look up to you a lot more than you think."
Boner blushed, and didn't reply, but smiled stupidly at me.
"You can come out now!" I called, looking at the kitchen door.
The door opened a little bit, and two pairs of eyes peered warily out the
crack between the door and the jamb at us. Seeing Steve still standing
with us, the twins pushed the door open and grinning, they rejoined us.
"Butt heads!" Steve muttered loud enough for everyone to hear!
"Bone head!" they boys muttered in unison in reply.
The three of them broke into grins then.
"Anyway! This is SO COOL that you guys are all here!" I said, grinning.
"Have you guys eaten breakfast yet?"
"Not really," Craig said.
"All they gave us on the plane was a lousy piece of shrink-wrapped coffee
cake and a cup of weak coffee," Julian said.
"And that was about three hours ago," Jeremy sighed.
"Well, come to the kitchen gentlemen, and John will feed us all!"
Elizabeth said.
I gave Elizabeth a surprised look, and was about to thank her for
volunteering me, but she blushed, and smiled shyly and added "Um... I'd
offer to cook for you, but as my lads will attest, my cooking might be
inedible!"
Andy, the boys and I all snickered, and the guys grinned. Then, we
followed Elizabeth out to the kitchen, where with Andy, Jacob, and
Harry's help, I quickly fried up a few pounds of bacon and sausages,
scrambled a massive amount of eggs, and made a pile of toast.
Everyone ate their fill, and drank plenty of coffee and juice as well.
It was a noisy meal, as several conversations were going at once, as we
all caught up with each other, on the latest news, and goings on in our
lives.
As we were eating, Evan arrived. I was surprised to find he too was in
on the guys' surprise visit. He was very happy to see the twins again,
and they were happy to see him too. Evan was also very pleased to
finally meet all my friends from the States. There was some food left,
so Evan fixed himself a plate, and joined us.
* * *
Later, as we were getting ready to leave for the Bell & Crown, to get the
guys situated and introduce them to our favorite pub, Evan motioned me
aside.
"Obviously this puts our plan on hold," he said.
"What plan?" Jacob asked. He'd come up behind Evan, without Evan
noticing.
"Nothing," I said. "Just something Evan and I have to take care of."
Jacob looked questioningly at me, but I told him it was nothing he needed
to worry about.
"Whatever," he said, and walked away, giving me a look that indicated he
didn't believe me, and wanted to know what was up.
"Sorry about that," Evan muttered, as I turned back to him.
"Don't worry about it," I said. "But, you're right, We'll have to hold
off on it till after the guys go home again. Although... we might get in
another reconnaisance mission, if we take them by the Barley Mow for a
Ploughman's one day!"
"Brilliant idea Mate! Count me in!" Evan said, grinning.
"Of course!" I said, grinning back at him.
I noticed Jacob was keeping a close eye on us from across the room, and
expected he would be questioning me some more later on.
A few minutes later, leaving the twins home with the boys and Elizabeth,
Evan, Andy, the guys and I all set off for the Bell & Crown. When we got
there, Boner and Pete both told me they were glad they were following me
in the cars they'd rented, because neither was happy with driving on the
"wrong side of the road" yet. Evan, Andy, and I snickered at them of
course.
* * *
"This is GREAT!" Mitchell, exclaimed, when we walked into the Bell &
Crown.
"Oh yeah!" Boner, chimed in in his deep baritone voice.
"A real English pub!" Craig said, grinning and looking around.
"And... the best thing," Julian said, grinning and waggling his eyebrows
at us, "is that we're old enough to drink here!"
Julian had been to England with his family the previous summer, and had
some pleasant memories of a few fun-filled afternoons he'd spent in
various pubs.
"Lads!" Sophie cried across the bar when she saw us.
Bustling over to us, she asked, "Will these be yer mates who'll be
lodging with us then?"
"YOU KNEW TOO?" I cried, incredulously.
"Well, of course!" Sophie replied, smiling slyly. "I know everything!"
"Yeah, these are them - motley crew that they are," I said, grinning back
at her.
"HEY!" a couple of the guys protested.
Just then, Arthur and George walked over to us. I made introductions
between everyone. Afterward, Arthur showed us all upstairs to the rooms
the guys would be staying in. The six of them were renting three rooms,
and would be bunking two to a room. Pete and Mitchell would share a
room, Boner and Julian would have another, and Craig and Jeremy would
have the third.
"Hey Van Gogh! You two better not be 'screamers'!" Boner said, fixing
Craig and Jeremy with a look, when he realized the beds in his room were
up against the same wall as the beds in Craig and Jeremy's room.
They both blushed, and Craig said, "Julian you better hide! It's any
port in a storm for Boner! If he hears someone havin' a good time, he's
instantly boned and ready for action! And he's not picky about who he's
with!"
Julian's eyes got big and he backed away from Steve.
"Asshole!" Boner muttered, glaring at Craig.
Everyone chuckled then.
A few minutes later, the guys had all dumped their things, looked around,
used the bathroom and were ready for pint, so we all headed back
downstairs to the pub.
We spent the rest of the afternoon visiting over pints of bitter, and
plates of Doughed Bangers, which much to Andy's delight, quickly became
one of the guys' favorite British foods! We played several rounds of
'Arrows' and 'Snooker'. At one point, at the urging of some of the guys,
I gave them a preview of what my Friday afternoon shows were like.
When I launched into one of the songs we always sang together as a group,
the guys all leaped to their feet and joined in, much to the delight of
the assembled patrons at the bar.
"Man, I wish we had our equipment here, so we could play together," Legs
lamented, after we'd returned to our table.
"Yeah," Craig said, sadly.
I grinned and said, "How about you guys rent some equipment while you're
here? You can keep it in our garage, and we can play there!"
Everyone seemed enthusiastic about the idea, and we decided to check into
it the next day, while we were out site-seeing.
It was evening before we knew it. The guys had all been up for about 28
hours straight, save for a quick nap they may have grabbed on the plane,
and had consumed a lot of beer already, were beginning to yawn
constantly. Also, Evan had to leave to be at work at 7:00. I suggested
that Andy and I take off, so the guys could turn in early and get a good
night's sleep. They all wanted to party on, but with a little prodding
from Andy and I, we convinced them maybe they should take our advice. We
all said good night, and the guys headed up to their rooms, while Evan,
Andy and I left.
* * *
As we walked in the door back at the house, Elizabeth was on her way up
to her room to take a nap, before she had to go to work. I told Jacob,
Harry, and the twins to hold the noise level down. They promised they
would, then they grinned at us, and all headed up to Jacob's room to hang
out.
Andy gave me a knowing look, and as they disappeared up the stairs, he
said, "think they're going up there to shag?"
"Gee... what would give you THAT idea?" I said, smirking at him.
"Maybe we should go up to our room for some of the same?" he asked.
Grinning, I grabbed his hand and we headed up the stairs too, with Jack
trailing behind us with a bone in his mouth.
* * *
It must've been a full moon that night, because everyone was hornier than
usual.
In Jacob's room, the boys were no sooner behind closed doors, than they
all began shucking their clothes off, dropping them wherever they
happened to be standing. Within seconds, all four of them were butt
naked. Smiling, Scott stepped over to Jacob and gave his ass a squeeze.
Jacob returned his Smile and reached down, cupping Scott's scrotum,
which was dangling loosely behind his quickly hardening cock. Scott
smiled and closed his eyes as Jacob gently squeezed his testicles. Harry
stepped over to John then and reached for his penis and began massaging
it. John reached for Harry's and followed suit. Soon, paired off as
they were, John and Jacob were lying on their backs, on the edge of
Jacob's bed, their feet planted firmly on the floor. And Harry and Scott
were kneeling between their legs, sucking up and down their hard shafts,
as the two looked down at them, moaning softly with pleasure.
* * *
Across the hall in our room, Andy was lying sprawled on his stomach,
diagonally on the bed, with a pillow under his pelvis. His legs were
splayed, and his bubble butt was sticking up in the air. I grinned
lewdly, as my dick stiffened to its full hardness, and my breath became
heavy, as I gazed down at his perfect, tight, pink puckered rosebud. A
moment later, I knelt between my boyfriends legs and leaned forward. I
placed one hand on each of Andy's globular cheeks and held them further
apart, completely exposing his inner beauty. Then, I leaned in and began
molesting his asshole with my tongue.
"Oh Fuck!" Andy cried, softly, as I buried my face between his cheeks,
and began ravishing his most private area with my tongue.
* * *
Even Elizabeth was feeling horny that night. As she lay waiting for
sleep to overcome her, she thought about all of my friends, and how
handsome they all were. Somewhat abashedly, she recalled how she'd been
particularly taken with Boner. His soft baritone voice was so sexy, and
he was extremely good looking. He was also very tall and very well
built. Idly, she wondered if his dick could possibly be as large as
mine. She began thinking then about how shortly after I'd moved in,
she'd caught me in the upstairs hallway, running nude, with a hardon,
from the bathroom to the towel closet for a towel.
Suddenly, Elizabeth realized her hand had moved to her crotch, and she
was pressing a finger between her labia. Embarrassed at starting to
masturbate over thoughts of me and my friends, she quickly ripped her
hand away from her crotch, which was hot and wet from her excitement.
She could smell her strong scent on her fingers. Quickly she wiped her
finger off on a tissue, then rolled on her side and waited to fall
asleep, trying her best to put images of me, Boner, and the other guys
out of her mind.
* * *
While we were all getting busy on Beaumont Crescent, down at the Bell &
Crown, all the guys had gone back to their rooms. They too were all
horny though.
Craig and Jeremy of course had sequestered themselves in their room, and
were attempting to have quiet intercourse. Jeremy was being rather
silent, as he slid his dick swiftly in and out of Craig's asshole. Craig
on the other hand was experiencing extreme pleasure, as Jeremy's dick was
rubbing back and forth over his prostate gland. He was on his hands and
knees, and Jeremy was behind him, fucking him doggie style, and both boys
were quickly nearing their orgasms. The feelings Craig was having were
so good, he couldn't help moaning.
"Harder!" Craig gasped after a minute.
Jeremy sped up a little more, and the squeaking of the bedsprings got
louder and faster.
Jeremy was plowing in and out of Craig as hard and fast as he could then.
Suddenly, Craig climaxed! His face contorted, and he groaned as a string
of cum shot out the end of his dick. His sphincter clamped tightly
around Jeremy's dick, letting Jeremy know that he'd begun cumming. A
moment later, as Craig was shooting his second load, Jeremy's orgasm
began, and with a groan he started filling Craig's rectum with his hot
semen.
Both boys grunted or gasped, and moaned with with pleasure as each spasm
of their mutual orgasm swept over them. Jeremy filled Craig's butt with
his love juice, and Craig sprayed his all over a towel he'd laid under
him, just for that purpose.
After their orgasm ended, they stayed in the position they were in.
Jeremy's penis was still lodged snuggly in Craig's rectum. He leaned
over Craig, lying on his back and wrapped his arms around him. Hugging
him tightly, Jeremy nuzzled his face against the side of Craig's neck,
enjoying his partner's scent. Occasionally, he felt Craig's sphincter
tighten slightly around his shrinking dick.
A couple minutes later, Jeremy pulled out of Craig. Craig pulled the
towel out from under him, and the two boys collapsed onto the bed.
Exhausted, Jeremy pulled the covers up over them, and soon, they were
both asleep, snuggled up against each other.
* * *
Next door in their room, Julian had crawled into his bed, and was lying
on his stomach nearly asleep.
"You awake?" Boner asked, from his bed.
Too tired to talk, Julian ignored him, hoping he'd think he was asleep.
Boner was feeling horny though. He was thinking about Cindy, who he was
missing very much. He liked Julian, but he really wished it was Cindy
who was sharing a room with him. If it was her, he knew they'd have
shoved the beds together by then, and right then, they'd be going at it.
It didn't help matters, that he heard the incessant squeaking of
bedsprings, and Craig's and Jeremy's occasional moans coming from the
wall behind him. Feeling horny, and Not being that tired yet, Boner
picked up his cell phone and dialed Cindy's number.
"Hey sweetie," Boner said into the phone.
"Yeah, we had a great flight, and a great day. Everyone says to say
Hello," Boner said.
A pause.
"Yeah, he was surprised for sure!" Boner said.
"Of course I miss you!" Boner said. "Someone else REALLY misses you!"
Boner snickered quietly and said shyly, "'Dickie' of course!"
"'Dickie'???" Julian thought to himself from his bed, suddenly becoming
fully awake again, out of curiosity.
"Yeah, he's stiff as a board, and could use a good tongue-lashing!" Boner
said.
"OH MY GOD!" Julian thought. "'Dickie' is Boner's boner!"
"I got him out now, and I'm giving him a good rub down," Boner said.
"Oh FUCK! He's jacking off with me in the room!" Julian cringed.
"Hang on, I gotta get my lube. You get your dildo!" Boner said, suddenly
sounding aroused.
There was silence for a moment, except for some rustling around. Then
after things quieted down, Julian heard the top of a tube or bottle open,
then, after a moment, he heard the distinct "snapping" sound of a hand
sliding swiftly up and down a well-lubed dick.
"Awww Jeeze ...." Julian thought, wishing he could just get up and
leave. Of course he couldn't. Oddly though, he suddenly felt his own
dick beginning to stiffen, at the thought of what Boner was doing to
himself.
"Oh this is just great!" he thought to himself, as his dick became
stiffer.
"Oh yeah, suck me baby!" Boner was saying. "Mmmmm your pussy tastes
good!"
"Mmmm... yeah, tell me more!" Boner said, a minute later.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum if you keep that up!" Boner said.
"Oh fuck!" Julian thought, as he moved slightly and surreptitiously
reached down to adjust his now full-fledged hardon, so he wasn't lying on
it so it was painfully bent in half.
A moment later, Julian thought it sounded like Boner had sped up his
stroke a little. The bed springs were squeaking a little faster and
louder. He could also hear the ther boy's heavy breathing. Much to his
dismay, he realized he'd begun gently humping the mattress.
"What the fuck am I doing? Why am I boned???" Julian asked himself, as
he stopped moving. He couldn't get his stiffy to go down though.
"Keep doing that!" Boner croaked, sounding like he was nearing his
climax.
"AWwwwwww!!!!! FUcckkk!!!" Boner gasped a moment later, as he began
ejaculating ropes of cum all over his torso.
"MMMMMMmmm!" he moaned, as another wave of pleasure swept over him.
Julian's dick was throbbing, and had begun leaking pre-cum by that point.
"Damn!" he thought, as he lay quietly, listening to his friend having his
orgasm.
After a couple more exclaimations, Julian heard Steve's bed springs stop
squeaking.
"Oh yeah Babe, that was great! Nothing like the real thing though,"
Boner said.
Julian lay quietly listening, as Boner finished his conversation with
Cindy. They hung up a couple minutes later. Boner used several tissues
to wipe his chest and belly clean, then he rolled over and pulled the
covers up over himself. Five minutes later, Julian heard snoring coming
from his bed.
Still hard as a rock, and unable to fall asleep, Julian rolled onto his
back and disgustedly shoved his bed clothes down. He reached inside his
boxers and shoved the waistband down with his left hand, as he grasped
his stiff penis with his right and began masturbating. Instantly, he
felt much better.
Glancing over at Steve, to see if he was really asleep, Julian spied
Steve's tube of lube laying on the table between their beds. Smiling, he
reached for it, squirted a bit into his right hand, and put the tube back
on the table. Then, he shoved his boxers down, and cupped his balls with
his left hand, kneading them gently, as he wrapped his right hand around
his shaft, and began sliding his hand up and down his rod.
A minute later, Julian's bed springs were squeaking slightly, as he
pistoned his slick hand up and down his hardon. His head was tilted
backward, with his chin jutting up toward the ceiling, and he was
breathing heavily through his mouth. He could tell it wouldn't be long
until he exploded.
Recalling the sound of Steve's voice during his orgasm a few minutes
earlier, Julian was suddenly propelled into his own orgasm, and gasping
quietly, he fired a load of cum that shot through the air and landed on
his chin and neck.
"Oh!" he gasped softly, as a second load streaked over his left breast.
"Mmmmmm" he moaned, splattering his belly with more semen.
Julian spasmed a few more times. By the time his orgasm ended, his
stomach and chest were streaked and splattered with gobs of cum.
"Yeach!" he muttered to himself, as he released his shrinking penis and
looked down at the mess he'd made of himself.
There was a dribble of semen on his thumb. Absent mindedly, as he
usually did when some of his cum got on his hand, he moved his hand to
his mouth, and licked the cum off his thumb. He made a little face, as
the familiar tanginess of his own semen diffused through his mouth.
"Jesus, why do I eat my own cum like that?" he thought to himself. Then
he thought, "Well, at least it sure felt good!
Julian pulled a handful of tissues from the box, and wiped himself clean.
Afterward, he pulled the covers up over him, and with the flavor of his
own semen still lingering in his mouth, he flipped back over onto his
stomach and closed his eyes. A couple minutes later, Julian was sleeping
peacefully.
* * *
Back at Beaumont Crescent, in Jacob's room, Jacob and John were both on
their backs on the edge of Jacob's bed. Their legs were pulled up,
John's being hooked over Harry's shoulders, and Jacob's over Scott's.
Scott was swiftly fucking his lubed cock in and out of Jacob, and Harry
was doing the same to John. Jacob and John were each running a hand up
and down their stiff dicks, which they'd both liberally coated with a
handful of KY Jelly. All four boys were flushed and breathing heavily,
as each neared the height of their arousal, each being on the verge of
cumming.
Suddenly, Scott groaned and Jacob felt his rectum being filled with the
boy's hot cum. At the same time, John gasped, as his orgasm began as
well. His asshole clamped tightly around Harry's dick, as he squirted a
glob of cum onto his chest. Feeling John's sphincter clenching his
penis, Harry groaned and fired a load of his own cum deep into John's
bowels. With everyone else cumming, Jacob joined the others, shooting a
load of semen that arced through the air, and landed on his nose and
mouth.
As Scott and Harry continued fucking Jacob and John respectively, all
four boys continued spasming. Jacob and John coated their chests and
bellies with their cum, as Scott and Harry emptied themselves into their
partner's rectums.
"Damn! That was brilliant!" Jacob exclaimed when they'd all finished
cumming.
"I'll say!" Scott said, grinning at him.
"Fuck yeah!" John smiled.
Harry just sighed and grinned.
* * *
About the same time, across the hallway in our room, I was giving it to
Andy up the ass.
"Fuck! I'm going to cum John!" Andy gasped, as I was laying on top of
him, plowing my 9 inches of meat in and out of him.
A moment later, Andy let out a strangled gasp, and I felt his sphincter
contract tightly around my dick, as he ejaculated a huge glob of cum on
the pillow he was laying on.
"AAAwwwww!" I cried, as I suddenly shot a load up his ass.
The two of us moaned intermittently, as we each continued cumming. I
shot 6 or 7 loads deep inside Andy, and he dumped as many onto his
pillow, before we were both finished.
When we were done, we rolled off Andy's pillow, and he said "Bugger! I
certainly saturated that!"
Snickering, I pulled Andy back toward me, spooning him, my dick still up
his ass.
"You can share mine," I told him, smiling, as he turned his head to kiss
me.
* * *
As we were having fun at our house, Evan was on break at the cinema. He
was bored, and sporting a hardon, as he imagined what Andy and I were
probably doing with each other, and bemoaning the fact he wasn't able to
be with us. He hoped nobody would notice his bulge. After a couple
minutes of trying to think about something else, his pants were still
tenting very obviously.
"Son of a Bitch!" Evan muttered to himself, and he stalked off to the
men's room.
The men's room was empty, which caused Evan to smile. Quickly he stepped
into the far end stall, unrolled some toilet paper, wadded it up, then
pulled his penis out and began to beat off.
After a couple minutes off swiftly pumping up and down his dick, Evan
felt his orgasm start. Quickly he shoved the wad of toilet paper in
front of his penis.
"Awww!" he gasped as quietly as possible, as he squirted a stream of jism
out his penis. The majority of it hit the tissue, but some shot out
beyond it, and fell to the floor.
"Fuck!" Evan thought. Then he moaned softly as he fired another load.
This landed completely in the tissue.
Evan kept on pumping his dick, and shooting globs of semen into the
toilet paper for the next half minute or so. Eventually his orgasm
ended, and he wiped the tip of his cock off. He dropped the tissue in
the toilet and pulled some more off the roller, and used that to clean up
his mess on the floor. He dropped that in the toilet too and flushed.
Then he put his dick away, straightened his clothes out, and emerged from
the stall. He stopped short and turned red in the face, when he saw and
older man standing at one of the urinals, looking at him in a lecherous
way. Slowly the man backed up and showed Evan his dick, which was hard,
which he was stroking slowly.
Evan suddenly felt nauseous, and walked away, turning the corner and
walking around to the side of the bathroom where the sinks were. Quickly
he washed his hands, then he went back to work.
* * *
At the Bell & Crown, Pete and Mitchell were both fast asleep. As he
slept, Pete dreamt about the blond stewardess he'd met on the plane, who
was absolutely gorgeous. She had the nicest boobs. Just big enough for
him to hold in each hand comfortably. In his dream, he and the
stewardess wedged themselves into a bathroom, and she bared her breasts
for him. As Pete happily sucked first on her left nipple, then her
right, causing them to get extremely pointy with arousal, she'd lifted
her skirt, and pulled down her panties. Then she'd reached for Pete's
belt, undid it, and opened his jeans and pushed them, and his boxers down
to his knees, exposing Pete's hard dick, the tip of which was dripping
with pre-cum. She'd hoisted her hips up, and slowly lowered herself over
Pete's dick, holding it in place with her hand, so that it pointed
directly into her vagina, and slid up inside her hot, dripping cunt, as
she settled onto Pete's lap.
"Fuck!" Pete moaned in his sleep, and he began humping the bed, as in his
dream, the stewardess had begun fucking up and down on him.
"MMmmmm!!!" Pete moaned, a little more loudly.
Mitchell woke suddenly, wondering what had caused him to wake up. He lay
listening for a few seconds, then becoming more fully awake, he heard
Pete's continual low moaning, and the squeaking of bed springs. Glancing
over at Pete's bed in the semi-darkness of the room, he saw Pete's hips
moving up and down, as he humped the bed.
Mitchell grinned and snickered to himself as he watched Pete, obviously
having one hell of a dream.
Suddenly, Pete cried "Fuck!" and jerked awake, pulling his hips up in the
air, and holding them up off the bed.
"Awww! Sonofabitch! " Pete groaned, looking down between his body and the
mattress, disgusted that he'd had a wet dream and made a mess of himself
and his bed.
Smirking to himself, Mitchell closed his eyes and pretended to be
asleep. He felt his own dick beginning to expand though, and wished Pete
was asleep, so he could service himself.
Even though Mitchell was asleep, as far as he knew, Pete was embarrassed
that he'd had a wet dream. Usually he didn't have them, as either he had
sex often enough, or as was more often the case, he masturbated 2-3 times
a day. Due to their traveling, he hadn't jerked off in a couple days,
thus, the wet dream.
Pete pulled off his boxers and used the dry part of them to wipe himself
and his bed off. Then he threw them down on the floor and settled back
down. After a while, he fell back asleep.
"Finally," Mitchell thought, when he heard Pete's light snoring beginning
again.
Quietly he turned over onto his back. He waited a couple minutes until
he was sure that Pete was really asleep, then, he reached down and pulled
his socks off. He tossed one on the floor, but the other, he slid over
his hardon, till it was all the way on him. Then he wadded up the
material and wrapped his hand around the ball of cloth between his hand
and his dick and began sliding it slowly up and down the full length of
his shaft.
"Mmmmm" he thought, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling.
Slowly, Mitchell continued masturbating, using the wad of sock as his
stimulus. Slowly, his excitement built.
About five minutes later, Mitchell was still pumping his penis slowly
with his sock, but his excitement level was so high, that his body was
rigid and trembling. He knew his orgasm was about to hit him. He wanted
to make it as good as possible, so he masturbated himself as slowly as he
could.
Suddenly a minute later, Mitchell couldn't take it anymore and gave into
his desires. He began pounding his hand up and down his dick.
A moment later, he gasped silently, as his body stiffened, and his dick
erupted. He launched a huge glob of cum out his urethra, which landed in
the toe of his sock.
Continuing pumping his penis, Mitchell tensed up and shot load after load
of cum into his sock for the next several seconds.
Eventually, spent, Mitchell's body finally relaxed. He waited a moment,
until the last of his cum oozed out of his dick. Then, he pulled the wet
sock off his dick, and wiped the head of his cock dry. He tossed the wet
sock onto the floor, then pulled up his boxers and the blankets and went
back to sleep.
* * *
Just before her alarm clock was due to wake her up, so she could go to
work, Elizabeth was lying in her bed, moaning softly, and moving about a
little. She was dreaming about Alan. Alan was in bed with her, and he
was frisky. He was sucking on her left nipple, and had pushed his hand
down into her panties and was fondling her wet vagina.
As she dreamt about Alan rubbing her Clitoris, Elizabeth's left hand
moved to her crotch and she began masturbating in her sleep.
Soon, in her dream, Alan had crawled between her legs and mounted her.
She writhed with pleasure as he impaled her with his big cock, shoving it
deep inside her.
As she dreamed about Alan fucking her, Elizabeth's hand was very busy
rubbing her clit.
In her dream, Elizabeth closed her eyes, thorougly lost in her passionate
feelings, as Alan continued pumping in and out of her.
After a while, Alan's dick began to feel even better to her. It felt
slightly larger, and his strokes didn't feel quite the same. They felt
better in some way.
In her dream, she opened her eyes and realized it wasn't Alan who was on
top of her, sliding his dick in and out of her. It took her a moment to
focus, before she realized that it was me who was fucking her. It was my
face, contorted with passionate pleasure that was only inches from
her's. A drop of sweat ran down the tip of my nose and threatened to
drip down onto her face, as I plunged my rod in and out of her.
"OH JOHN!" she cried out, as her orgasm swept over her.
Elizabeth awoke with a start, as her body convulsed with pleasure.
"UNnnhhh!" she groaned and twisted, as he hand kept on rubbing her
clitoris.
As Elizabeth became fully awake, she realized she'd been dreaming, and
that as she'd slept, she'd been masturbating. Being in mid-orgasm, and
feeling so completely pleasured, she was unable to stop herself though,
and continued rubbing her vaginal opening, raking her fingers over her
love nub.
Finally, almost a minute later, after her orgasm ended, Elizabeth pulled
her hand away from her soaked cunt. As the smell of her sex juices
pervaded the room, she lie remembering with embarrassment how it was her
step-son she'd been dreaming about, rather than her late husband.
"NO!" She burst out, as tears of shame and pain filled her eyes. "Why
can't I get John out of my mind! It's WRONG of me to desire him that
way! Besides that, he doesn't really seem interested in women at all
very much, and he'd never be interested in a woman my age anyway! And on
top of it, he has
Andy!"
"BUGGER!" she hissed.
Eventually, in a foul mood, Elizabeth got up. She put on a bathrobe and
headed for the bathroom, to get ready for work.
* * *
After I'd fucked Andy, still naked, I'd slipped quickly into the
bathroom, to wash my dick, which smelled slightly of his rectum. I
soaped myself up good, and rinsed and dried off. After all the attention
I'd just given it, my dick was at full mast again. Grinning to myself, I
decided to go see if Andy was up for seconds.
When I opened the bathroom door, Elizabeth was standing right in front of
me, poised to knock.
"Shit!" I exclaimed, turning beet red, and thrusting my hands downward to
cover my privates.
Being hard, it was impossible to hide everything.
In the instant before I'd covered myself at all, Elizabeth had looked
down and gawked when she saw my full-fledged hardon.
"uh..." she said.
"I thought you were sleeping yet," I said, feeling my face burning.
"S-sorry!" She stammered, turning bright red herself, as she realized she
was still staring at my hands that were barely covering my crotch.
I quickly side-stepped past her, opened my bedroom door and darted
inside. As I did so, Elizabeth turned and looked down at my ass, getting
a good look at that too.
Elizabeth quickly stepped into the bathroom, and closed the door.
"BUGGER!" She hissed to herself, as she felt her nether regions stirring
again, as she recalled the image of my naked, fully aroused body, which
was now etched forever in her brain.
* * *
"What the hell's wrong with you?" Andy asked, as I leaped into our room,
my face purple, and my erection quickly wilting.
When I told him what had just happened, he roared with laughter, to the
point he had tears in his eyes.
"FINE!" I snapped. "Just wait'll you're naked and hard sometime. I'm
gonna shove you out in the hall so Elizabeth can get a gander at your
prime piece of meat!"
Andy laughed all the harder at that, as I sat glaring at him.
Eventually, he calmed down and asked if I wanted to have a little more
fun. I told him I wasn't in the mood anymore. Apparently feeling a
little admonished, Andy apologized for laughing, and asked me to get into
bed and snuggle with him then.
Having nothing else to do, I got into bed. Andy joined me and turned off
the light and snuggled up to me. As we lay together, the warmth and
softness of Andy's naked body laying lovingly up against me, soothed my
nerves, making my bad mood fade away.
* * *
A few minutes later, Elizabeth emerged from the bathroom, ready to leave
for work. She paused outside our door, then knocked lightly and asked,
"John, are you alright?"
"Yes," I said.
"Are you sure?" she asked, sounding upset.
Not really wanting to, I got up and grabbed my house coat and put it on.
I opened the door and looked out at her. She looked upset.
"I am so sorry John," she said.
"It's not your fault. I shouldn't have wandered out of my room naked," I
said.
Elizabeth looked upset yet, like she was really bothered about it yet.
"It's OK - really," I said.
I wrapped my arms around Elizabeth and gave her a hug.
As I hugged her, Elizabeth felt even more guilty that she was enjoying
the feeling of being in my arms so much. As I held her that way for a
couple minutes, her enjoyment of our closeness overcame her guilt, and
she basked in the comfort of my strong arms wrapped around her. She also
realized that she could feel the bulge of my penis, even though it was
flacid, as it pressed into her belly. Suddenly, she began to feel
aroused again. Guiltily, she Quickly broke our hug, saying she had to
leave.
As I watched her curiously, wondering what was really going on with her,
she called goodbye to Andy and the boys, and quickly headed for the
stairs, saying she'd see us at breakfast.
I went back into our room and crawled back into bed with Andy then.
* * *
As she drove off toward the hospital, Elizabeth began berating herself
again for her lustful, incestuous thoughts for me. Not paying attention
to traffic, she almost rear-ended someone who stopped suddenly.
"Bugger! I've got to get my mind onto something else, before I kill
myself!" she thought, as she started up again...
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The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.