Date: Fri, 03 Mar 2000 12:27:18 CST
From: Tim Foure <timfoure@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Summer of My 15th Year" 20 (adult-youth) (incest)

The Summer of My Fifteenth Year, Chapter 20

by Tim Foure

copyright c 2000

If you are under 18 or not permitted access to homosexual erotica where you
live, then you should not read this story. The other usual disclaimers too.
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Chapter 20

I fucked Del twice more before we went to sleep that night, bringing him
off both times. During the night I woke up to feel his mouth on my dick,
which was already hard.  When he was sure I was awake, he rolled a rubber
down my dick and sat on it. His asshole was still lubed from our earlier
fun and loose enough for my dick to slide straight in. He began to slide
his asshole up and down on my dick immediately, adjusting his position so
that the head of my dick hit his prostate each time. To make it work, he
had to lean backwards and support himself with his hands on the bed beside
my knees. I stroked his dick off and on, bringing him to an orgasm sooner
than would otherwise have happened. He shot his cum, what little was left
inside of him, onto my belly.  Since I hadn't cum, he let my dick drop out
of his asshole, pulled the rubber off, and sucked me off. I was just about
to go back to sleep when the alarm clock buzzed. I couldn't believe we had
four more nights together.

That afternoon I decided not to meet with the foursome. I thought I would
need everything I had if Del and I repeated the action of the night
before. I had two emails from Ted when I got home, one answering mine about
Phil and one from later on telling me that he figured I was busy fucking
Del since he had looked for me online several times through the course of
the evening and never found me. Usually I stayed logged on most evenings in
the hopes that Ted would find me for a chat.

The email about Phil was very brief, "I'm telling you, he's hot for you." I
had just read it when Ted paged me, telling me he had hoped I'd get online
as soon as I came home.  I gave him a complete rundown on all Del and I had
done, including the predawn fuck.

"He likes to do it in the morning," Ted wrote.

"I would've liked it better if I could've slept a couple more hours
afterwards," I replied.

"Kinda hard to say no Del, though, when he's in the mood."

"For sure. And I didn't really want to say no anyhow."

"Figured not."

"Will he keep it up like this until Monday?"

"Yep, sure will. Can you stand it?"

"My dick'll be worn down to nothing."

"Nah, exercise is good for muscles. It'll just make it stronger. Haha."

"You ever do it that much with him?"

"Nope, never more than for two days in a row. I couldn't stand it if it was
more. I'm just an old man. It's you young guys that have dicks that never
quit."

"Haha," I replied. "Why do you say Phil is hot for me?"

"He wouldn't have had the coffee if he wasn't. It's one thing to ask a
naked fourteen year old to let you use the can if you're desperate to take
a crap. It's something else when you drink coffee with him and show him
your chest."

"It didn't seem like that when I asked him. Besides, he's seen me naked a
lot. Just about every time he delivered something this summer."

"Yeah, but he ain't seen you naked recently. And you're starting to get
your growth. How many times you asked him to have something to drink that
he said no?"

"Yeah, that's true. Every time. He did kinda surprise me when he said yes.
But nothing happened. I mean he just opened his shirt to bake his chest."

"Well, what do you think would happen? Him just leap on you or something?
He's got a job to protect here."

"Yeah, and he didn't know whether Dad was home or not."

"He knew. He wouldn'ta done it otherwise."

"How could he know?"

"The garage door up? Could he see the car wasn't there?"

"Yeah, that's right. It was."

"I'm telling you, you just have to make it happen. He's gotta know it's
alright before he'll do anything."

We went on to talk more about my night with Del and the anticipated
delights to come. Ted was especially pleased that I had brought Del off by
fucking him each time. I told him that once I knew what it felt like when
the head of my dick rubbed across his prostate, I didn't have any trouble
hitting it regularly. Just before he logged off he told me to tell Del hi
for him. He also suggested we work it out for me to come spend the weekend
with him two weeks later.

"We got to get you up here," he said. "Next thing it'll be Thanksgiving and
then the semester'll be over and we'll be in exams before you know it.

I sat in front of the fire and alternated between fantasizing about what
might happen with Phil and thinking about spending the weekend with Ted
until Del came in and found me with a hardon.

"We need to take the edge off for you or you'll be cumming in the first
three minutes after we start fucking," he said as he took my dick into his
mouth. I was already so worked up from my fantasies that the edge was off
in less than two minutes.

The rest of the long weekend with Del continued as it had begun. Whenever
we paused between fucks, Del would roll me onto my belly, spread my legs,
and bury his face in the crack of my ass.  I hadn't realized just what Ted
had meant when he said that rimming was something Del was very fond of. By
the time Del left on Monday morning, I was actually looking forward to an
evening which wouldn't be spent pumping my dick in and out of his asshole.
Ted laughed at me when I told him that in a chat on Monday afternoon.

He had told Charlie and Brian I'd be coming to spend the weekend. Both sent
messages through Ted that they were looking forward to meeting me. "Truth
is," Ted wrote me, "I been talking about you some, so now you have to live
up to all the lies I told."

"No problem," I replied, knowing I'd do my best to make him proud of me.

In the intervening two weeks, Brian spent four nights sleeping in Ted's
room while Charlie fucked Cheryl in the room next door. Ted said Brian was
starting to get pissed off that Cheryl took it for granted he would
immediately vacate the room whenever she showed up. Ted wrote me on
Wednesday that week that the minute she had opened the door the night
before, which she now did without knocking, she started saying to Brian,
"Quick, get out! Get out!" while shoving him toward the bathroom and
slamming the door behind him.

Brian had been sitting in his boxers when she came in and found himself
facing the closed door to his room with no books to do his homework and no
clothes to wear the next day. He told Ted that had been the last straw. He
opened the door, which locked only from the bathroom side, and went back
into his room to get what he needed. Cheryl squealed, wrapping her arms
across her bare breasts, and Charlie started to give him a hard time about
having come back in. It was the first argument Ted had ever heard between
Charlie and Brian.

Brian told him he'd had enough of being treated as if he didn't live there
and if they gave him any more crap, he'd stop moving out whenever they
wanted to fuck. Ted told me he had gone and stood in the doorway to watch
after he'd heard it begin. By the time it was all settled, Cheryl and
Charlie had both apologized to Brian and promised to do better in the
future.

It was some time, though, before Brian himself settled down. Ted wrote that
Brian had simply grabbed up what he needed and dropped the whole works on
the spare bed in his room. The two of them sat on Ted's bed and talked
until the time he usually went to sleep, or rather Brian talked and Ted
listened. All the while Brian seemed to be touching him more and more until
Brian ended up lying there with his head in Ted's lap.

When Brian's monologue began to run down, Ted thought they would be going
to sleep, but Brian surprised him by saying, "I really need to jerk
off. I'm real tense.  It's the only thing that really works, you know?
Wanna do it with me?"

Ted told him, "Sure! Lemme lock the door and get the lube." Ted wrote me it
even occurred to him he had better put a chair under the doorknob to the
bathroom so Charlie couldn't come in on them if Cheryl should leave for
some reason.

When he sat back on the bed, Brian already had his own dick through the fly
of his boxers and was stroking it into a hardon. Brian surprised him by
grabbing him by the legs and saying, "Lemme pull your jeans off. Open 'em
up."

Ted unbuttoned and unzipped, and Brian tugged both his jeans and his
underpants off at one time. Brian then surprised him even more by telling
him, "Forget the lube.  I'm just gonna suck you off." And he did that very
thing, taking Ted's hardening dick into his mouth and keeping it there
until Ted came.

Ted wrote me that without saying a word, he pulled Brian's boxers off and
sucked him off too.

Afterwards, Brian told him, "I feel a lot better now."

And Ted told him, "Me too."

Ted helped Brian clear off the other bed after that and they went to sleep.

Ted wrote me that that weekend Cheryl stayed over both Friday and Saturday
nights. Ted and Brian played around for a while, finishing up by jerking
each other off on Friday, but Saturday they had had a few beers and ended
up sucking each other off very slowly.  The last time she stayed before I
came was that Wednesday. Ted and Brian sucked each other off that night
too.

He wrote me that Brian was getting very comfortable with the two of them
sucking, probably because he was sure now that Ted was really into it. He
also wrote me that he was sure Brian had had lots of experience sucking
dick because he never caught him with his teeth and he seemed to know just
what to do with his tongue. All of that made me anxious to be there.

Friday finally came. Dad and Ted had worked it out that Dad would drive me
half way, where Ted would meet us and take me back with him. The same thing
would happen in reverse on Sunday. Since Dad could leave as soon as I was
out of school that Friday, Ted and I were in his dorm room before seven
o'clock.

I had a hard time believing I was actually there. Charlie was out with
Cheryl, but I met Brian.  Since none of us had had dinner, we went to the
cafeteria. I realized later the food had not been very good, but I was so
excited that it hardly mattered.

Brian stayed with us after dinner, coming into Ted's room and sprawling on
Ted's bed while I unpacked my clothes and my toothbrush. Knowing I would be
using Ted's toiletries, I hadn't brought any of my own, which made
unpacking very quick. When I finished, I sat on my bed, my back against the
wall. Ted moved from his bed to mine and sat next to me, his shoulder
against mine. Brian and I proceeded to get better acquainted.

Brian told me that he was the little brother in his family, having a
brother who was four years older than he was, so he and I were alike in
that way. He also said some time over the weekend he wanted to get me alone
so he could get all the dirt on Ted. "I wanna hear the stuff you can't say
in front of him," he told me.

I denied there was any dirt, telling him Ted always took care of me. Brian
admitted his brother was the same, always watching out for him rather than
giving him a hard time. Ted got into the conversation at that point,
telling Brian things about me and me things about Brian we would have had
trouble blurting out to each other on first meeting but which each of us
then felt compelled to add to for clarity's sake. It seemed that bedtime
came suddenly, the whole evening having passed quickly since we were having
such a good time talking. Other than the two times when Phil and I had
shaken hands, this was the first time I felt as if I was being treated both
as an adult and as an equal by a stranger. It was a great feeling.

I had planned to sleep naked just as I did at home, knowing Ted did and the
other guys apparently did too. When I went into the bathroom to brush my
teeth, Brian came in from the other side on his way to the toilet
cubicle. Since he was naked as well, we both gave each other a good looking
over without saying anything, and I turned my head when he went past me to
look at his back until he disappeared into the cubicle. His butt was
rounded with a deep, hairy crack.

Ted was lying on his bed uncovered and jerking slowly when I came back into
the room.

"Get the light, Sport. Here's the lube." He flipped the tube to me as I
turned out the light.

Since the door to Brian's room on the other side of the bathroom was open,
I started to close the door on our side, but Ted said, "You don't need to
do that. We never close it unless Cheryl's here."

"What about Brian?" I asked in a low voice, almost a whisper.

"Good idea. Ask him if he wants some lube," he replied in a normal voice.

I thought he had misunderstood what I was asking.

"No, I mean he'll hear us jerking off!" I whispered back, trying to
communicate some of the anxiety I felt over this situation.

"You think he's not doing the same thing over there?" he asked, again in a
normal voice.

I was beginning to feel the frustration that always came when something
about which I was irrationally embarrassed clashed with Ted's cooly
rational view of the world. It wasn't until later that I realized Ted was
breaking the ice here as he had done with other things about which he
thought I was being too serious, such as making me comfortable about being
naked outside. I suppose if we had been home, he would have tickled me.

I jumped ahead a few steps in my thinking. "But I've got a hardon! What if
he says yes?" I whispered.

"Sport, trust me. He's got a hardon too. Every guy gets 'em. 'Specially if
they're jerking off."

I was beginning to feel foolish. I already knew Ted and Brian had jerked
off together and as recently as two nights before had sucked each other
off.  And I wanted to see Brian with a hardon. My thinking jumped ahead a
few more steps.

"Brian," I called out in a voice louder than usual, "want some lube?"

"Good for you, Sport!" Ted whispered. I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Yeah, that'd be great. I'll come get it."

"I'll bring it. I'm still up," I called back.

But Brian was already on his way. We met in the bathroom, which suited me
very well. The built-in nightlight was brighter than the light coming into
the suite from under the hall doors. I expected him to hold out his hand
for the lube.

Instead, he held his hard dick in his open hand and said, "Just a little
dab right behind the head."

I squeezed out a dab onto the shaft just below the ridge of the head.
"There?"

"Perfect," he told me, rubbing it up and down the shaft with his thumb.
"Thanks," he said with a smile as he turned and went back into his room.

When I came back into the room, Ted said, "Sit here," patting the edge of
his bed. He had moved over against the wall so there was room for me there.

As soon as I sat, he slid his hand into my lap and began stroking my dick
with his lubed fingers.

"Feel good?" he asked.

He knew just what I liked. "Sure does!"

After a minute or so, he said, "Then you're really gonna like this!"

He put his hand in the middle of my chest and pushed me backward onto his
bed. He crawled out from behind me, grabbed and spread my legs, and took my
whole dick into his mouth. For a brief moment I worried that Brian could
hear us, but I decided I didn't care. I closed my eyes and gave in to the
feelings Ted was causing as he moved his mouth and tongue around the area
from my dick to my asshole.

After he had been working on me for a few minutes, I opened my eyes to take
a look. I knew that Ted liked to watch me when I sucked his dick, and
having watched Del as I needed to do to keep track of how close he was to
cumming, I was beginning to enjoy watching as well. I saw Brian standing in
the doorway to the bathroom watching us and stroking his dick slowly. I
felt myself stiffen for just a second. I knew Ted had to feel it and had to
know what had caused it. Then I relaxed and smiled at Brian. He smiled back
and gave me a thumb's-up. He stood there and watched as I came but wasn't
there when Ted and I traded places.

A few minutes later I was sucking Ted's dick. He had simply laid back on
the bed, his head toward the bathroom end of the room, and I had crawled
between his legs.  When I raised my head from his dick to push his legs up
onto his chest and give myself access to his perineum and asshole, I saw
Brian was back. I smiled at him again and dove onto Ted.  Since Ted was
watching me, he saw the smile and knew Brian was there. He was still there
and still stroking slowly when Ted came in my mouth. He left immediately
afterward.

I laid down half beside and half on top of Ted, who hugged me to him and
shared the last taste of his cum in my mouth. We began to hear "Unh! Unh!"
coming from Brian in the other room. The sound got louder until it ended
suddenly with a loud grunt followed by a long moan. Ted and I smiled at
each other. After a minuted Ted called out, "Night, Brian."

"Night guys!" he called back.

"Glad you enjoyed the show!" Ted said to him, half laughing.

"Reminded me of home."

Ted looked at me. "Guess him and his brother do it too," he said in a low
voice. Out loud he said, "Good, glad to hear it. G'night."

"Night," Brian replied, sounding sleepy.

"Guess you better get in the other bed so we can get some sleep, Sport. It
might freak Charlie if he saw you in bed with me."

I moved to the other bed, falling asleep quickly, tired out from the sex
and the excitement of spending my first night in a college dormitory.

The next morning Charlie was still asleep after the rest of us were up. He
slept on as we took our turns in the shower. I took the opportunity to look
into his room while Brian was showering to try to see Charlie's dick, and I
did, but he wasn't hard. He still hadn't awakened when the three of us left
for breakfast.

Brian ate with us but left afterward, leaving Ted and me on our own. Ted
asked me what I wanted to do, but I had no idea. My whole reason for my
being there was to be with him, and that was happening no matter what we
did. He gave me a tour of the campus, showing me where his classes
met. Since I had never been on a college campus before, I was very
interested. After that we drove around town, having lunch at a mall. I
thought about Jeffy's adventures in mall bathrooms while Ted and I were
standing side by side at the urinals. In the early afternoon we went to a
movie at the same mall. Just before we left, Ted bought me a sweatshirt in
his school's colors with its name and logo on the front.

Brian was waiting for us when we got back to the room. Charlie was nowhere
to be seen.

"Charlie wants me to find someplace else to sleep tonight. Cheryl put him
up to it. He looked desperate," Brian told Ted.

"That guy's pussy-whipped," Ted replied.

I listened carefully, never having heard that expression before but already
having an idea of what it meant.

"You know it. He promised he wouldn't give us any of that crap while your
brother was here.  Show's how much you can count on what he tells you. But
if I don't do it, there'll be no living with him for the rest of the
semester. I don't know who I'm gonna ask.  Nobody I know has an empty
bed. Maybe somebody's gone home for the weekend."

"Yeah. Some friend he's turnin' out to be. He sees just one piece of pussy
slippin' through his fingers and his word's not worth anythin'. Look, Sport
can sleep in my bed with me. You just sleep in the other bed like always.

"I can't do that to you guys."

"Don't even think about it. That's what friends are for. Besides, whatcha
think Sport and I're gonna do with you in the next bed that we didn't do
with you standin' in the doorway?"

Brian blushed very red and half-turned his head away from us. "Sorry 'bout
that!" he said in a little voice. "I just heard you guys and I couldn't
help myself. Then once I peeked, I couldn't stop watching."

"Man, if we'da cared, we coulda shut the door. I think you and me, we
already laid most of our secrets out for each other."

"Yeah, guess we have," Brian replied, the blush replaced with a sheepish
smile. "You sure it's ok with you, Matt?"

"Sure is. Whatever Ted says goes," I answered, giving him a thumbs-up just
as he had done to me the night before.

"Oh, right!" Ted said, rolling his eyes even though he knew it was true.

"I really appreciate this. I was sure I'd end up on somebody's floor for
the night."

I thought Ted's comment about shutting the door if we had minded was rich
considering he had had to talk me out of doing just that. But in the end, I
not only didn't mind, but I liked Brian enough that I was glad we gave him
a good time by letting him watch us.

The three of us ate in a restaurant that night, the first time I had ever
been to one without at least one of my parents being there. When I saw that
Brian was paying for his own dinner, I tried to pay for mine, but Ted told
me he had invited me and he would buy my dinner.  I decided that one of the
things I needed to talk to him about before I left the next day was money,
both mine and Dad's. Now that I had money of my own, I was having trouble
deciding what I should buy for myself and what I should pay for with money
from the tea canister.

After dinner Brian stayed with us. Ted had told me how much he and Brian
hung out together, but hearing it and seeing it in real life were two
different things. I wasn't so much jealous of Brian as wishing I could do
the same thing with Ted myself. But I liked Brian and was glad for Ted he
had made such a good friend.

When we left the restaurant, we stopped by a convenience store so they
could buy two six-packs of beer and one of soda. Brian looked old enough
that he was seldom carded.  Then we went to a party in a house four guys
were renting. Since I knew no one, I stayed with Ted most of the time.  He
seemed to enjoy introducing me around, and I enjoyed hearing I looked older
than my fourteen years even though I doubted it was true. I drank only soda
because Ted told me the guys who had the apartment would get into serious
trouble if the police arrived and I was caught drinking. Since I was
already high from the excitement of my first college party, I didn't care.
Ted drank at least three beers, and Brian seemed to have had even more by
the time Ted drove us back to the dorm.

The door on Charlie's side of the bathroom was closed when we arrived.

"I bet they're in there fucking like crazy," Brian said, pointing to the
door and rubbing his crotch in an absent-minded way.

"I hope he enjoys it. He was willin' to go back on his word to both of us
so he could do it, and I'm not plannin' on forgettin' it," Ted replied.

"Yeah, it's great to have friends you can count on," Brian said, wrapping
his arm around Ted's neck and pulling him onto his bed. They continued to
wrestle in a playful way for a few minutes as I sat on the other bed and
watched them.

When they finally pulled apart, Ted sat up and said, "I gotta get outta
these clothes!" He kicked off his shoes, pulled his shirt and undershirt
over his head without unbuttoning the shirt, and shoved his pants down,
pulling his socks off with the legs of his pants.  Throwing his clothes
over his desk chair, he fell back onto his bed in his boxer shorts.

"Sounds good to me!" Brian said, though he took a little more care getting
out of his clothes than Ted had. I thought he was being careful more
because he was too drunk to coordinate his actions than over any concern
for his clothes.

I stripped to my boxers in the time it took Brian to remove his shirt, and
I was sprawled on Ted's bed beside him long before Brian was down to his
own boxers.

I had begun wearing boxers a few months earlier, following Ted's lead. Ted
and I had always worn briefs before, except when we mowed. On the mower we
wore no underwear because the elastic in the leg holes of the briefs cut
into your thighs like a knife when they were pressed against the seat of
the mower for more than a few minutes. Ted had decided that he liked the
loose feeling of boxers because it reminded him of wearing nothing at all,
which was what we had both worn for most of the summer. Before he left for
college, he had replaced all of his briefs with boxers. I did the same.

Ted never mentioned whether or not he had had any problems adjusting to the
change in underwear style, but I certainly did. The movement of my dick in
the new looseness of the boxers caused me to get hard even more often than
I already did. And my dick found its way out through the fly frequently,
after which, like a cat that had climbed a tree, it seemed unable to make
its way back in on its own, leaving itself trapped between boxers and jeans
and leaving me very much aware of the fact as the head was being abraded by
the material of the jeans.

Brian lost his balance as he was taking off his pants, landing on the floor
with a thud. "Whoops!"  he said, looking up at us with a sheepish smile.

"Looks like you need some help there," Ted told him. "Grab the other leg,
Sport."

Ted took hold of one leg of his pants, pulling it off, and I pulled off the
other.

"Think I'm gonna stay down here for a while," Brian said.

"Good idea. Not so far to fall that way. I'm gonna do that too," Ted said,
dropping to the floor so he was facing Brian and using the side of the bed
as a backrest. "Pitch me a pillow, Sport."

I threw one at Ted just as Brian said, "Yeah, throw me mine too." I threw
him his as I grabbed mine and settled onto the floor, lying on my belly
with the pillow bunched up under my chest.

"Why don't we just pull the whole works down here," Ted said.

"Hey, great idea! We can all sleep on the floor. Give you and Matt more
room too," Brian replied.

I tried to help at first, but the two of them were acting as if they were
involved in a comedy routine as they pulled each mattress onto the floor
and then promptly lost their balance so they fell on top of it. It seemed
safer to stay out of their way until they were finished.

"Perfect fit," Ted said, noticing that there was no gap either between the
mattresses themselves or between the sides of the mattresses and the beds.

"Yeah, perfect!" Brian said as he crawled onto the mattresses.

Ted and I followed suit. Brian and Ted settled with their backs against the
beds facing each other, and I balled up my pillow again and used it to
support my chest as I lay on my belly.

There was a moment's silence. Suddenly Ted grabbed Brian's foot and pulled,
causing him to slide down onto the mattress. Ted slid his hand up Brian's
leg into his boxers.

"Sport, I think there's something in here. Come feel."

I got onto my knees and crawled over to Ted, sliding my hand into the other
leg of his boxers.  My hand encountered Ted's, which was rubbing Brian's
dick. When Ted felt my hand, he moved his own, letting me wrap mine around
Brian's hardening dick. I squeezed it gently until it got fully hard and
then began to stroke it slowly. I could feel Ted's hand on Brian's balls.

"Whatcha think that is?" Ted asked me.

"Dunno, never felt anything like that before," I replied.

"You think that feels funny, you should feel what I got hold of now."

Ted's hand and mine changed places as I began to roll Brian's loose balls
in my hand.

"Feels weird," I said. "Like two loose balls in a fuzzy bag."

"You guys carry on just like me and my brother. That's so great!" Brian
said, laughing

"What's his name?" I asked.

"Mike," Brian told me.

"I think it's tryin' to get away!" Ted said as Brian's hardon appeared
suddenly through the fly of his boxers. "Grab it, Sport!"

I grabbed it with my other hand, starting to stroke it right away.

"Look at that thing strugglin' to get away. It's puttin' up some fight!"
Ted said. "I'll get it!" he added as he bent over and, forcing my hand down
with his lips, sucked the top half of Brian's dick into his mouth.

Brian had been laughing all this while until Ted started sucking his dick.
"Oh yeah!" he said as his dick disappeared and reappeared below Ted's
mouth.

I continued to rub Brian's balls and stroke the bottom half of his dick as
Ted sucked the top.  After a minute or two, Ted stopped, releasing Brian's
dick. I continued to stroke it, now doing the top half as well, which was
slick with Ted's saliva.

"I need to check out you guys," Brian said. "No telling what you got hiding
up in there."

With that, he slid his hand up the leg of my boxers and grabbed my dick,
which was very hard.  He began to knead it, which was probably as much like
stroking it as he could do from his position.

"I found another one just like it!" Brian said. "C'mere, Ted. Lemme check
you."

Ted leaned back, sitting on his feet, as Brian slid his hand up the leg of
his shorts.

"Here's another one!" Brian said. "We all got one!"

"What're we gonna do?" Ted asked.

"Suck 'em. Seems like the only thing that works on 'em," Brian said. "You
wanna help me with this one?" he asked, pulling his hand out of Ted's
boxers and sitting up. "I think we have to get these shorts offa him so we
can work on this thing together."

Ted turned toward me as well, putting his hand on my chest and pushing me
backward. Since my legs were folded under me, I had to spin around to lie
on my back. I felt my shorts being pulled off. I couldn't tell, but I
thought that each one was pulling one leg.

"I'll get it!" Brian said as the waistband of my boxers slid down,
releasing my dick.

I felt his mouth on my dick, taking it all the way to the pubic hair. I
also felt the head of my dick slide into his throat, something I had lately
begun to experience with the foursome as well.

My boxers were pulled over my feet and my legs were spread. Brian kept my
dick buried in his mouth while he worked on the back of the shaft with his
tongue. At the same time Ted began licking my balls. I lay there simply
enjoying the concentration of sensations in my crotch.

After a few minutes Brian began sliding his mouth up and down my dick,
holding his lips tight against it as he did. I raised up my head to watch,
seeing Ted take off his shorts and pull Brian's as well. He spread Brian's
legs, making me think he was going to rim him, but instead he rolled onto
his back and stuck his head between Brian's thighs. He reached around to
take hold of Brian's dick, bending it straight down into his mouth. Brian
was now in the middle, sucking my dick and having his sucked by my brother.

Brian was working on my dick so diligently that it didn't take me long to
feel the first tell-tale signs of a coming orgasm. Because I didn't want to
cum yet, I pushed Brian's head off of my dick. He looked at me quizzically,
so I told him, "I'm getting too close. I don't want to cum yet."

He smiled in reply, saying, "Just like your brother." He turned around,
moving so that he pulled his own dick out of Ted's mouth and began sucking
Ted's.

I crawled around them so that I could lick Ted's balls. I knew that the way
Brian was sucking, Ted wouldn't be able to last very long either. I reached
over and took hold of Brian's dick, which was still slick with Ted's
saliva, and began stroking it while I continued to lick Ted's balls. Ted
reached up and started rubbing Brian's balls.

A few minutes later Ted pushed Brian off of his dick. I sat up as well and
looked at him.

"You ready to cum?" Brian asked him. "I want it. Then I want Matt's."

"Do Sport first. He's had a chance to cool down. Then you can do me. Then
we both get to do you."

"Deal!" Brian said. Looking at me, he added, "On your back and spread 'em!"

I did as I was told. Ted moved so he was sitting cross-legged beside me.
Three or four minutes later I was pumping my load into Brian's mouth.

As soon as my dick started to soften, he let it fall out of his mouth and
dove onto Ted's. Ted lay back immediately, uncrossing and spreading his
legs as he did. He lasted only a little longer than I did before he, too,
gave Brian his load.

When Brian lifted his head from Ted's dick, Ted told him. "Now we get you!"

He didn't give Brian a chance to position himself. Instead, he rolled him
onto his back and pulled his legs open. "Let's do him together, Sport," he
said to me as he wrapped his mouth around the bottom of Brian's shaft. I
crawled over and took in the top.

Brian began to moan immediately. The head of his dick was covered with
precum, which was oozing out very fast. Because he had been on his hands
and knees, none had run down the shaft before. Instead, it had made wet
spots on the sheet under him, one from his sucking me off and one from his
sucking Ted off.

He didn't last long with both of us working on his dick. He shot his load
into my mouth.

When it was over and we were lying all over each other, Brian said, "I wish
my brother would've been here. He woulda loved this!"

All of us made a trip to the bathroom after that, the two of them to get
rid of the beer they had drunk and me just on general principles. When we
settled on the mattresses, Ted and I moved easily into our usual cuddling
position with him pressed against my back.

Brian noticed and said, "Mike and I use to sleep like that a lot. Would you
mind if I did it with you?"

"No, come on," I told him, raising my arm and assuming he would lie with
his back against my belly, which he did. I went to sleep sandwiched between
the two of them with my arm around Brian and Ted's arm, which he had had
wrapped around me, on Brian's side next to my own.

When I woke up in the morning, we were no longer cuddled against each
other.  The covers had been pulled or kicked off, probably because it was
so warm with the three of us together in that space enclosed by the two
beds. And I could see three hardons, including my own. I sat up and took
hold of theirs, running my hands loosely over them.

Ted stirred first, noticed what I was doing, and moaned at me, "I got to
pee so bad, I don't know if I can stand for you to do that."

"Go do it quick and come back," I told him as I released his dick.

He didn't move very quickly. In the mean time, I switched from stroking to
sucking Brian's dick.  After a minute or two Brian began to wake up. He
seemed to be coming to slowly. I felt his hand touch my back and slide down
slowly to my butt as he said, "That feels so good, Mike. But I gotta pee or
I'm gonna die."

I let his dick slide out of my mouth. "Then go do it," I told him.

His eyes opened immediately and he started to sit up. He got half way but
had to lay back down.  "Oh, my head hurts. I thought you were my brother,"
he told me.

"Yeah, I figured that out. Go pee. Ted's already in there."

He and Ted passed in the doorway to the bathroom. When Ted was back on the
mattress, I told him, "I started sucking Brian's dick to wake him up and he
thought I was his brother."

"Nice way to get waked up. You and I can start that when I'm home next
time, li'l brother."

I laughed at being called that. "Whoever's up first. Deal," I told him,
bending over to take his half-hard dick into my mouth. I sucked it slowly,
twirling my lips and tongue around it as it got fully hard. I felt Ted's
hand on the back of my head, rubbing my hair gently as I sucked. It was one
of the few things that didn't have anything to do with my dick that I
really liked.

When Brian came out of the bathroom, he closed the door behind him and put
the chair back under the knob.

"One of them tried to get into the bathroom while I was in there, but I
locked the door. I said I'd just be a minute. I think it was Cheryl because
Charlie would've probably just said to let him in."

"Yeah, sounds like it," Ted said. Since he had continued to stroke my neck
and the back of my head, I saw no reason to stop sucking his dick.

As I continued, Brian settled beside us. After a minute or so he began to
rub Ted's balls and his belly around the base of his dick. I felt his other
hand start sliding around on my butt. From time to time he'd slide it
between my legs to rub my balls. I reached for his dick, stroking it slowly
with a loose hand as I continued to suck Ted's.

I began to see the warning signs of Ted's orgasm, but as I was about to
stop, he said, "Let's just go for it, Sport." Within a minute he was
pumping his morning load into my mouth.

As Ted's dick started to soften, I moved my mouth straight to Brian's,
which was still very hard.  He lay back on the mattresses, spreading his
legs and letting me do as I pleased. His balls, already tight against the
base of his dick, began to tighten even more a few minutes later. A few
seconds after that he began shooting into my mouth.

I lay back after Brian came, stretching full length on the mattresses. Ted
took hold of my dick immediately, stroking it with enough force that I
would cum in a fairly short time. But before he had been doing it a full
minute, Brian replaced Ted's hand with his mouth, bringing me off several
minutes later.

I was content to lie there in the afterglow for a few minutes, but in a
short while my stomach began to insist that I find something to eat. I
mentioned the need to the others, who decided, having looked at the time,
that we would do better to go to a restaurant that served brunch than to go
to the cafeteria for breakfast. This turned out to be a very good idea
since not only did the three of us have to get showered and made
presentable, but so did Cheryl and Charlie, who had already laid claim to
the bathroom. We did full justice to the buffet at the restaurant when we
finally got to it.


To be continued
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