Date: Tue, 7 Feb 2006 22:22:43 -0800 (PST)
From: Art Fex <art_i_fex@yahoo.com>
Subject: four-wheeler-incident chapter-four

The Fourwheeler Incident
Me and My 'Brothers'
Chapter Four
Art I. Fex

Normal discmlaimers apply, don't read it if you aren't supposed to, if
you're too young, then don't read, and even though they don't wear condems
in this story is because they are all virgins except for what they've done
with eachother, so they're all clean. Otherwise they would have gone and
gotten tested, then wore protection. ;) If you are offended by homosexual
stuff/gay sex, they you definitely won't enjoy this story, because it has a
lot of that sort of thing in it, so save your time and read something
else. I think that's it...for the rest of you, BON APPETITE!


The next morning, I awoke surrounded by a passel of naked guys, and we all
reeked of camp fire smoke, sweat, cum, and a slight hint of alcohol. I
gazed at the cell phone that was sitting near my head, hanging halfway out
of a pair of shorts, and sure enough, it was freakin 6 AM... The sun was
rising over the hills in the east, just as always, filling me with a sense
of eternity, and how small life really is. Kind of a cozy feeling in a
way. The bright golden-orange light that filtered in through the trees cast
its warmth down on our entwined naked bodies, contrasting with the still
darkness of the creek bed and surrounding trees. The clouds were striated
in the sky, purple, navy, and crimson masses etched in gold as the sun
peeked out from behind them. It looked like a door to heaven was left
open. I smiled as I stretched, forgetting how early it was, and how late we
had fallen asleep, bringing my arm down underneath Michael's head and my
other arm down on Randy's chest, which was still sticky from our activities
the night before.

Michael roused a little when I slid my arm under his head, and his face
turned towards mine as his eyes fluttered a little.

"Mmmmmph, morning, Daaaaave.", Michael grunted as he stretched his legs and
arms, his leg tensing under Ben's head, who had used Michael's leg as a
pillow.

"Mornin', pleasant dreams?", I said grinning sleepily at my new buddy.

"If what happened last night was just a dream, then hell yes.", Michael
said laughing in a whisper.

"What happened?", I said teasingly, rubbing my arm under his neck as he
wrapped his arms around me.

Michael then grinned and gave me a short but deep kiss, then squeezed me
tighter as he nuzzled my neck getting comfortable again.

By this time, Ben was beginning to stretch a little, which kinda started a
chain reaction. Shel's head was on Ben's stomach, and Randy's legs were in
between Shel's legs, so one was roused up right after the other.

Once everyone was semi awake, we just sat and talked and joked about the
night before and how much we enjoyed it.

"Yea, ya'll fucked ya'll's brains out.", Michael laughed.

"Yea, but you did't get fucked last night, what are we gonna do with you?",
Randy said as he rolled on his side so he could see Michael on the other
side of me.

"Yea, and I did't fuck Randy or Dave, and neither did Ben, or vice
versa....we have to do this again soon.", Shel said in a humorously grave
voice.

"Yea, like, TODAY...what're ya doin' later?", Ben chimed in.

"Just the usual chores and such, same for ya'll?", Michael said hopefully.

That is when I remembered that the four of us had a house that we needed to
furnish and move into! The others had only seen it a couple times, and I
hadn't seen it but once since my grandparents moved.

"Guys, we have some furniture and stuff to deal with, and I am not sure
about the usual chores, but after we're done with that, we'll be done
right?", I said getting up and stretching once more, my cock semi hard and
needing to piss.

"That's right, I guess we should get movin', you wanna help, Michael? After
last night, you will definitely have a big part in this!", Ben said looking
more excited than sleepy now.

Michael just glanced around and asked, "What are ya'll up to?"

That is when we decided to give Michael the scoop on the change of
events. Michael thought it was really cool, and we all decided to
collaborate some way to get Michael in on it, at least on some level, since
he probably couldn't totally move in with us. We took our morning piss,
loaded up our stuff, made sure the fire was saturated, and then headed out
in our seperate directions, agreeing we would all meet up at the house
before lunch.

When I arrived at my house, I saw that the car was gone, meaning my mom
wasn't there. I also noticed that there was a busted-ass, dented up blue
pick-up that could only be Ben's dad's. I instantly got a tight feeling in
my stomach, mostly one of excitement. I suddenly wished that Ben was there
with me. I walked quietly up to the door, setting my camping gear in the
wreck room along with my shoes, and like a burglar made my way toward the
door. My hand turned the knob, 'my hands moving slower than a clock's
hands'. I then stepped into the entry of our back door, and closed the door
behind me. My dirty bare feet padded up the small stair case leading into
the laundry room and from there into the kitchen. As I approached the door
of the kitchen, I heard a dull clamor that nearly made me jump out of my
skin! I stopped dead in my tracks, knowing that someone was in the kitchen,
then I heard someone pick up on a conversation that was already in
progress.

"Well, I may not have seen them in the act, but there'll be time for
that.", I thought to myself, but then I heard something about, 'the
boys'. That had to be me and the others.

"So, you told'em about us, huh?", I heard Mr. Peterson say as a cabinet
door fell closed and a glass dish clinked on the counter.

"Yea, they've been up to it themselves for...probably a long time by
now. Besides, I think my boy's gay, so we'll just have to see how that
turns out.", I heard my dad's voice, muffled by the door leading into the
kitchen.

"I have had my suspicions about Ben, but I did find a porno in his room
once, it had bi and straight stuff...he's got good taste I might add!",
Ben's dad chuckled.

"Must've gotten it from you, cause you always picked out good stuff when we
were kids.", my dad said back laughingly.

I had all kinds of thoughts running through my head at that moment. My dad
knew I was gay, or was at least on to it? What about him and Mr. Peterson?
Bi? I didn't know quite what to think right then, but at least he was
positive about it. About that time, I heard my dad say,

"Where is the cinnamon? The boys, or at least Dave'll be back sometime,
maybe I should call him on the cell phone, see if'es awake yet."

It didn't click at first, but then I realized that I was in a compromising
position...I was right on them, with my cell phone which could ring, and
they'd hear it and know I was there, AND the cinnamon was right next to my
head in a shelf. I quietely as a shadow hurried my way down the carpeted
(thank God) staircase and right when my dad was about to open the laundry
room door, I opened and shut the exterior door, just as my cell phone began
to ring. I looked up to see my father step in, wearing his boxers and the
cordless phone pressed to his ear.

"Aww hey son! I was just about to call you..."

"Oh, I have good timing then, don't I?", I said smiling and hugging my
dad. As I hugged him in the doorway though, I not only saw Mr. Peterson
sitting at the bar in his boxers, but also a half full jar of cinnamon
sitting next to the cook top. It dawned on me. Why was my dad looking for
it?  I looked up and met the smiling face of Mr. Peterson,

"Good mornin', boy! Up early today aren'tcha? Wouldn't have expected it
after all the action last night, camping and all."

He said camping with a different ring to it, I knew he was insenuating
something else, but wasn't saying it, and it was good natured as well, not
accusing or anything.

"Yea, it was great, we'll definitely be doing that again soon.", I said
smiling back at him.

"Welp, you obviously didn't get trashed, howabout the others?", my dad said
jokingly as he walked back to the counter and started sprinkling cinnamon
on the toast.

"Nah, we didn't over-do it, slept good though, we were tired."

Mr. Peterson chuckled, "Oh, I'm sure ya'll were! All that work before bed,
plus a little um..."

"Vodka.", I finished for him.

"Indeed.", Mr. Peterson said as he bit off a piece of toast and had a very
suspicious smile as his pleasant, boyish eyes drilled a couple holes in me.

I knew he was onto something, but I could play. Why hide?

"Well, it wasn't THAT hard setting up camp, we didn't have a tent or
anything with us, plus we rode down there..."

"Oh, but ya'll sounded very...distressed?", Mr. Peterson said a mock
confused look on his rough face, not shaved since yesterday.

"What do ya mean?", now I was curious, how in hell's creation had they
heard shit from up on the hill, we were loud but didn't have an intercom
system!

"Yea, we heard some howling down there.", my dad said grinning his shit
eatin grin, and setting the pan of toast down on the bar and taking a seat
on the other side of me.

"Ah, that.", was all I could say. "How did ya'll hear that? And we weren't
distressed really, just playin around."

"We had to go to the house down there last night to check up on a few
things, we ended up sittin on the porch for a spell.", my father said
handing me some bacon.

"Then we heard the most godaweful coyotes, then later on we heard them
again.", Mr. Peterson said, a look of confusion on his face.

We laughed our asses off, me thinking of what we must've sounded like from
a distance.

About that time, Ben barged in the door.

"Gotch'ore note, dad.", Ben said as he walked in, wearing a different pair
of shorts, but that was it, as usual.

We all said our good morning's and sat him a place at the bar, my dad
moving down one so Ben sat next to me.

"What were ya'll talkin about?", Ben said curiously, his mouth full of
toast.

"Oh, just about all those strange noises from the creek bottom down there
we heard last night."

Ben just slowed his chewing and stared from face to face, looking for a
clue. I figured I'd save him from beating around as I had.

"They know...", I whispered loud enough for all to hear.

"About what?", Ben said, not sure if he should still play dumb or not.

"That we boys do things together that would make the preacher cuss.", I
said smiling.

We all laughed, not Ben at first, but he joined in soon after.

We chatted and talked, and kinda let that discussion rest for a while, but
then my dad looked over at me in a moment of silence and popped the
question.

"Son, I've been meaning to ask you, and believe me, I don't care,
Mr. Peterson don't care, and obviously Ben and them wouldn't care, but um,
are you gay? Or are you just into guys?"

The other two stared in my direction awaiting my answer, and after some
thought, I replied,

"Well, I guess that would be the right term for it. I kinda don't won't
people to all think of me as a flaming fashion guru or something though. Ya
know?  But yea, I think I'm gay so to speak."

The others just nodded, but then Ben spoke up.

"Yea, we kinda talked about this last night. I think that I am either bi or
gay, but if it were a decision between gay or straight, then I'm gay. But
bi might be more on the money, considering that I do infact notice girls
from time to time, but just not as often as my 'bros'.", Ben finished with
a grin towards me.

"Welp, that explains that.", Mr. Peterson said nicely, "We were just
curious about our boys, kinda like to know this stuff, right?"

"Right. We won't tell anyone that ya'll don't want to know.", my dad
inserted. "Besides, who knows about Shelby and Randy?"

"Mmmmm...", Ben said, his mouth packed with like, 6 pieces of bacon,
"Ra-ie's b-wii, n Sels bwi o uh geh."

Our dad's just kinda stared for a moment while he continued to chew and
look at them with a blank look.

"Randy's bi we think, and Shel is either gay or bi, something like that is
what our chipmunk friend is trying to say I think.", I said giving Ben a
weird look. "Here Benny, have some milk.", as I slid the jug over to him.

Ben just laughed the best he could while my dad chuckled, Mr. Peterson just
shaking his head slowly.

"Anyway, they are more interested in the idea of trying things with girls
it seems, but we agreed that it won't affect our relationships with
eachother as 'brothers', as it were.", I said.

"Right, right. Anything interesting with Michael?", my dad said looking at
me with a knowing look.

"No, he just sat there with a stunned look on his face while the 'bros'
showed him how it was done.", I said in a macho sort of way.

"Yea, we blamed it on the alchohol.", Ben said before he busted out
laughing.

"Actually, he helped us expand our horizons a little if you know what I
mean."

"Yea, and I think that Dave might just have the hots for him.", Ben said
teasingly.

"WHO WOULDN'T!?", I said, realizing that I did have feelings for 'em.

"Well, I suppose that it would be nice, since not all you boys know you're
gay, and Dave does, ya know, to have a person who would take the place of a
girl friend and stuff.", my dad said reasurringly.

"Not that girls will affect how we all feel for eachother of course!", Ben
reemphasized.

That is when I began to think about how to get Michael more involved with
us 'bros' and our new little enterprise we had going.

"Speakin' of which, how do you think we could get Michael into our little
situation we have goin' at the old homestead place? I mean, he obviously
can't just leave home to live with us, that's different."

"That's easy, boy.", Mr. Peterson said. "Farm hand. Your pop and I with
Mr. Sasser were farm hands when we was youngins on some other farms not
terribly far from here...he could do the same, and THAT his parents, mainly
his mother, wouldn't have a problem with probably."

"Besides, his family is more into crops, like Shel's family, than animals
like us.", my dad said matter of factly.

"Perfect.", I thought outloud as we finished our breakfast and I went to
call Shel and Randy.


***

Me and Ben went up to my room to call the others, and we decided to call
Shel first. The phone rang on the other end, and Randy answered.

"Mmmm, yooo."

"Hey, watcha doin'? We just finished breakfast and stuff, talking with our
dads and all. And why do you have Shel's phone?"

"Just got in from doing a couple things outside, and Shel is getting ready
to do something that he can't talk while doing, hehehe."

"Uh uh! Save it, remember, we gonna gang-bang Mikey boy later?", I said.

"What?! Whatev...and by the way, ya'll've got it comin'. We've been talking
about how sweet ya'll's asses were, and that is what led up to our little
fun here. Shel told me to tell you just now that he can't wait to get a
piece of your tight ass, and you tell Ben that I'm gettin ready to split
that ass of his too.", Randy said laughingly, but trying to sound tough.

"Yea, well we'll see about that, we might over power you fore you have a
chance tough guy.", I said, Ben listening in.

"You're scrawny asses? HAH, bring it!", Randy said, and I could here a
choked laughter from who I assume was Shel.

We laughed at eachother and said our good byes, and decided to hit the
shower, so that we would feel fresh for moving furniture later. Me and Ben
stripped and went into my shower, still wet from the night before. Ben
smiled at me and asked,

"Were you serious about saving it?"

"Well, I just wanna have enough energy for you, Shel, Randy AND Michael.

With that, I turned and pulled Ben into the steaming water and hugged him
close to me, our chests pressed together as well as our stomachs, our legs,
our cocks, and our lips. I kissed him on his forehead and cheeks and down
his neck, nibbling and gently chewing his ears and shoulders, causing him
to giggle as he did the same to me.

"It is gonna be hard holding out til tonight again...", Ben said, his voice
trailing off as he kissed me again.

We continued our shower, washing one another, not missing a spot, and Ben
ran a sudsey finger along my hole, hinting at what was to come, sending
shocks through my body.

After we were clean, or more like so horned up that we couldn't stay in the
shower anymore, we got out and dried off, slingin our shorts on and began
ripping the sheets and such from my bed. We decided that we would try and
make it with two beds, for more reasons that one. We would have my queen
and Randy's queen, since his room probably wasn't even going to be a
bedroom anymore, and the other's would become whatever their mothers wanted
them to be I guessed. After getting the sheets off and the matress and
boxsprings against the wall, we disassembled the frame and all that until
it was just a pile. We then decided to start a little unofficial
comptetition with Randy and Shel. We decided to go ahead and haul all my
stuff to the house and have it all set up before Randy and Shel even got
out of the house good. The heaviest thing we had to work with was the
matress, and Newton's law told us that it would slide down the staircase
without much help. So we went to it, taking the smaller things down the
stairs, only having to team up on the headboard since we were not taking
EVERYTHING out of my room, mainly just the bed and a nighstand and a few
other things like that. We made our way through the house with the stuff,
and within five or so trips, had everything but the matress and box
spring. About that time, Dad and Mr. Peterson came in the house from some
minor chores and asked if we wanted some help, and we agreed to it. After
we maneuvered the last of the furniture to the back of the busted up
looking picup, me and Ben headed out down the road. We turned into the
pasture, bumping along our new shortcut that was less noticeable from
Randy's house, me sitting in the passenger seat, Ben's arm draped over my
sweating shoulders as he gripped the steering wheel with his other hand. We
enjoyed the hot breeze that poured in through the windows as we listened to
the radio blaring some Oldie's song.

Once we got there, we began unloading the stuff from the truck. Luckily,
this house is one story, except for the attic, so there were only the
stairs leading up the tall porch, which we backed the truck up to and let
down the tail gate, kinda like a drawbridge onto the porch steps. As we
opened the door to the house, the smell of wood, and a little tinge of
pinesol mixed witht the 'old house' smell. We explored the house, deciding
which rooms to put our stuff in. There was a small kitchen with an
adjoining eating area, and a laundry room that was added on years ago since
they didn't even have clothes washers when the house was originally
built. We walked out of another door in the kitchen area to a hallway, and
saw a bathroom that had been expanded with two sinks and a tile shower.

"Wow, they did fix it up, didn't they? This is really nice for a bunch of
beatnick guys.", Ben chuckled as he stepped into the shower to see how big
it was.

"Yea, this'll definitely do it for us. Let's go see the bed rooms."

Ben and I felt like it was Christmas as we walked down the hall, looking
into the simple, empty bed rooms. There was a grand total of two nice sized
rooms.

"So, um, who get's to sleep with who?", Ben said, kinda glumly, but trying
not to look dismayed. "Just take shifts and totate between rooms?"

I grinned at Ben as I walked into the larger of the two rooms, which
interestingly were joined together with a tiny hallway that appeared to
have been a closet between the two rooms at one time, and someone just
knocked the wall out between them and made the closet door the
divider. "Actually, I think we'll all be sleeping together, cause we are
gonna need a study and office for a computer and our books and stuff, so
this is like, THE bed room I think."

"That's better.", Ben said, looking happier than before.

"Welp, let's get this crap in the room before Shel and Randy get to looking
for us and catch on.", I said slyly as we made our way up the main hallway
that ended up back at the front room again.

We slid the matresses in across the wood floor to the bedroom of our
choice. Before long, we had all the stuff unloaded off the truck and sat
neatly in place in the room. The house was pretty long and spread out since
it wasn't terribly tall, except for the attic, which required a ladder to
get into, so it wasn't really great for big furniture or anything. We had
been in the bedroom getting things in order and getting the bed set up and
all, laughing and carrying on til it was nearly eleven o'clock. We decided
to call Shel and Randy to see if they had done anything yet. Ben picked up
my cell and called Randy. I could tell that they had indeed started, and
they claimed to be real far along. They acredited it to their superior
muscle strength and organizational skills.

"What???!!....well that's what you think, we're WAY ahead of you two muscle
headed slugs!....oh really? well we're already at the house!....yea right,
and why don't you speak up, I can't hear you, sounds like your whisperin or
somethin.....OH WHAT EV...OH BRING IT PUSSY! WE'LL BE WAITING WHEN YA'LL
FINALLY DRAG ASS OUT HERE AND GET STARTED!", Ben said challangingly,
cracking up about halfway through.

With that said, I heard stomping down the hall and the words, "Our
pleasure!", resound up the hallway to our room as our door busted in. The
imortal words of Chapelle, "Gatcha bitch!" was the last thing the wide-eyed
Ben heard before he was tackled to the floor and mercilessly pinned,
tickled, and prodded by Randy. Shel was laughing histerically at how
surprised Ben looked when the door flew open, then looked at me evily.

"Didn't know we had pulled up and been sitting on the porch taking a
breather, didjall?"

"Hey Shel...buddy, I didn't say all those mean and hurtful things.", I said
backing against the wall, knowing that I was painfully ticklish and
sensitive to touch. Squeeze my knee wrong and I might kick a hole in the
wall.

Shel was moving towards me quickly, closing in on me as he said teasingly,
"I wouldn't know, I wasn't the one talking on the phone."

"Please, no!", I said in the most pathetic and pitiful voice I could
imitate, but Shel just ate it up.

"You have to beg better than that, babe.", Shel said gripping me under my
arms and squeezing a little, which was enough to slide me to the floor in a
knot.

"Pllleeeease?"

Shel lightened up and lifted me up again, Ben, however, was screaming like
a ten year old girl on the other side of the room as Randy tortured him in
the way he loved and hated.

Shel told me, "Alright, I won't tickle you, since you were nice."

"'preciate it."

As I walked over to the empty space near the closet, I got smeared by Shel
as he knocked me down, holding my wrists firmly on the floor, his bare
chest on my back and his lips to my ear.

"Sorry. I changed my mind.", Shel laughed.

"You prick!" I spat out as he then began dragging me by my ankles over to
where Randy was saying, "Bring his ass over, he said some stuff to ME
earlier! Suggesting that I blue-ball my ass the rest of the day?! What were
you thinking?"

I kicked,writhed, and pleaded as my fingers clawed the wood floor, actually
leaving a few claw marks that are still there, and we laugh at them to this
day. Shel had me good though, and plopped me down in the pile. My screams
soon matched Ben's and our laughter and wales just about brought down the
house.

I was still hopelessly pinned and Ben was on the verge of hyperventillating
until my father came and stood in the doorway, staring at us with that grin
that told me he was happy we hadn't really grown up much.

"Come on now, torturing your brothers? Really..."

"Aww, come one, what are big bro's for anyway? Besides, they deserve it for
trying to be all sneaky and stuff.", Randy said letting my exhausted body
slump to the floor.

"BIG brother?", Ben said breathing heavily, but still managing to sound
challenging. I personally didn't feel up to questioning it right then, but
what can I say? Ben's a glutton for punishment.

With that, Shel AND Randy jumped astride Ben the way he hated it most,
Randy on his chest holding his arms where they couldn't move at all and
Shel digging his fingers all over the shivering screaming body underneath.

"Welp, whenever ya'll are ready, I brought ya'll some sandwiches that
Dave's mom made before she left.", dad said.

"Oh, where did they go anyway?", I said loudly over the noise that Ben was
making in his pradicament.

"Shoppin with the rest of ya'll's moms.", my dad said over his shoulder as
he left.

'Shoppin' was the only necessary word in that phrase. Our mothers and Ben's
sisters would be gone til well after dark, it is just the way it is with
them.

"Oh, me and Mr. Peterson'll be headin over to Mr. Sasser's right quick to
ask about Michael working here some of the time...that is what we decided
on right?"

Shel and Randy stopped torturing Ben long enough to say it was a good idea
to them, too. Then as Ben began to get up, Randy shoved him down again and
straddled his chest and picked up where he had left off, sending Ben
through the roof again.

After the door up front slammed and we heard my dad's pickup, which wasn't
much better off than the Peterson's, crank up and leave, they stopped
tickling Ben, but Randy didn't get off of him. Instead, Randy looked around
and said,

"Hm, what ARE we gonna do with you?"

"Um, lemme go so I can eat lunch?", Ben said smiling.

After a brief pause and a small scoff from Randy, Shel said,

"Let's move to the bed."

With that, I resolved that our teenage hormones would be more than
sufficient for this evening's affairs anyway, and Randy bent down and
lifted Ben onto the newly made bed and climbed on top of him again, and
began teething and licking on Ben's feverish neck, causing him to squirm
and smile broadly, the boner already evident in his shorts as he said, "Now
that is much better than tickling."

Then I felt Shel grip my shoulders, massaging my back, digging his thumbs
deeply into my shoulder blades as he kissed my neck and ears, then my cheek
as I turned to meet his lips with mine. His hands moved to my chest and
mine reached behind me as I raised from squatting to my knees, gripping his
round ass through his shorts, and his cock pressing against my butt. Then I
looked at Ben, a blissful look on his face as Randy licked his way down
Ben's chest, concentrating on his nipples. Ben bent down and kissed Randy's
short blonde hair as Randy's fingers squeezed Ben's wrist which he still
held to the floor supporting Randy's weight.

Shel then ran his hands down my belly to my waist, undoing my shorts. My
shorts fell to the floor, my boner standing straight out as Shel instantly
grabbed it in one hand and my balls in the other as I undid his shorts,
exposing his hard cock to my playful hands. I felt Shel moan into my back
as he licked down my spine, gripping my hips and pushing his cock against
my butt. I reached behind me and squeezed Shel's tense ass in my hands,
pulling him to me tighter, then running my fingers down his inner thighs.

I glanced over at Ben and Randy when I heard Ben sigh, "Alright, maybe this
is worse than tickling, GIVE IT TO ME!!"

Randy had Ben's shoulders pinned to the bed and was swinging his cock just
out of Ben's reach, chuckling to himself at Ben's attempts to reach it with
his lips, mouth, tongue, ANYTHING before he would pop it on Ben's lips or
cheeks, usually leaving a sticky spot from his pre oozing out. At that,
Randy lowered it where Ben gobbled it down, accidentally gagging himself,
but not slowing down at all.

"Geez, Ben IS hungry, isn't he?!", Randy said jokingly. "Don't worry, you
won't be after this, I promise!", Randy finished in a mischievous
tone. Ben's head bobbed up and down, his nose raking through Randy's
brissely blonde pubes, Randy's low hangers knocking Ben's chin as he moved
up and down, taking almost all of Randy's eight inches of uncut cock.

I then felt a trickle down my leg, and I looked behind me puzzled, but then
saw that Shel was leaking all over my butt and it was dripping down my
thigh, sending chills up my spine as sweat does when it runs across a
ticklish place. I turned around and pulled Shel into me in a tight bearhug,
him squeezing me and my cock pressing into his hairy treasure trail, his
cock underneath my balls. We kissed eachother everywhere we could reach,
tasting eachother, and our lips meeting every few seconds. Then, suddenly
Shel pushed me down next to Ben and pinned my arms with his hands, kissing
me very deeply like it was our first time yesterday, and then moved his way
down my chest where he licked his way to my nips. He took my right one in
his mouth and bit it firmly, which was new to me, and my legs shifted
underneath his weight as my torso twisted, feeling his hot mouth and tongue
on my skin. My legs wrapped around his waist as he kissed my chest and then
moved back up, pulling my legs off of him gently and then pulled me up, he
on his knees straddling me as he cradled my head in his left hand, and held
his cock at the base with his right, rubbing his cock head across my lips,
his pre running out on my lips like gloss before the head entered my mouth
and it's suction. Shel groaned loudly, and Randy looked over at him with a
half grin on his tanned, boyish face. Shel's smiling face lifted towards
the ceiling as he pushed my head down further on his throbbing cock,
pulsing and growing in my mouth.

"I sweeeeear...", Shel said breathing hard, "ya'll need to misbehave more
often!"

Randy and Ben laughed quietly as Ben was licking Randy's balls, sucking
them into his mouth and squeezing Randy's butt. I pulled off and also went
for the balls, running Shel's cock over my face as I lapped at his nuts
like a dog, then letting them bob in my mouth like a teabag, but gagged cos
they are kinda big for my mouth, so I went for them seperately, sucking
them and getting his cum boiling. Shel was going crazy with a need to get
off, but continued to press into my face.

"I have to stop or I'll cum.", Randy said, to which Shel agreed, a single
bead of sweat dripping down his temple.

They then went down on me and Ben, gettin plenty of enthusiastic
encouragement from us as they ministered to our cocks like we had
theirs. Ben tapped me and snapped me from my daze, and I looked over at him
as his hand went under my head and without a word pulled our faces together
and we kissed. We kissed for a while, his and my tongue seemingly fighting
for space in one another's mouths. The sexual tension was building in all
of us, Randy and Shel were about to explode, and me and Ben were getting
close to shooting our loads. Randy came up and kissed me, then Ben, and
licked my neck like an over affectionate puppy, sending shivers down my
spine. I pulled Shel up onto me and looked into his hazy lusty eyes as he
ground his groin into mine, Randy and Ben kissing passionately to our side.

Finally, I looked up at them and said,

"Wanna make us ya'll's blood brothers too?"

Shel looked down at me and said smiling broadly, "Thought you'd never ask."

Randy broke their kiss and the two of them smiled at eachother, "Welp,
might as well make it offical between me and Ben too, huh?"

At that time, Randy and Shel prepared to become our semi-permanent
appendages.

"Um, did ya'll think to bring Dave's lube?", Randy asked.

I told Randy it was in the dresser me and Ben had moved earlier and was
right next to his and Ben's side of the bed. Shel and Randy got lubed up,
lined everything up down there, bordering on frantic, me and Ben prayed
their cocks were leaking alot, and they began to push in.

"AAAhhhhnngggg!", I groaned loudly as Shel's cockhead pressed through and
into me, and his lips pressed tightly against mine. My nails dug into his
back as I caught myself nearly biting his bottom lip as I said between our
lips, "Keep goin, I can't wait."

Shel grunted as my claws moved down his back and he pressed in a little
further, "Sure?", he gasped, the lust not able to cover the concern in his
eyes.

"Mmhhmm.", was all I could say as my mouth was on his shoulder sucking.

About that time, I heard Randy grunt as Ben moaned louder than me.

"OH gyuuud.....", as Randy pushed into him slowly but steadily, whispering,
"I know, it'll pass soon, aww man that is so good."

Ben leant up and kissed Randy, who turned his head to the side and pressed
down, kissing Ben with gusto as Ben raised his legs higher and wiggled to
get Randy deeper into his body.

I reached down and grabbed Shel's ass and pulled him deeper into me, the
pain seeming to go away the deeper he went. I moved my lips over to his
face, kissing his eyes and nose as he then sucked my bottom lip into his
mouth, licking it gently and moaning in a whisper as he pushed deeper into
me, his balls beginning to rest on my butt. I then moved my hands up his
back, letting my finger tips drag lightly up his warm, tense muscles,
getting goosebumps to rise on his skin as my finger made their way to his
head. I ran my fingers through his hair, causing his head to hang limp
against my chest as his smooth, cut cock slid in and out of me gently and
slowly, me feeling every inch of him as it throbbed with the heartbeat I
could feel against my moist chest.

I looked over at Ben who was cooing in Randy's ear as Randy began to pick
up the pace, moving his powerful hips back and forth, thrusting his big
uncut cock into Ben. Randy had his chin hooked on Ben's shoulder, and still
had a hold of Ben's hands, their fingers interlocked now. I could see
Randy's cock disappear and reappear, and it was one of the sexiest sights
I'd seen yet. I looked down between me and Shel when he raised his head
against my scratching hand like a cat, and I saw the same thing. Shel was
pulling almost all the way out in his thrusting, and finally, his cock
popped out. He moaned as he came down, pressing our cocks together, his
cock feeling much warmer than mine as he rubbed his dripping pole all over
my stomach and groin. As he raised up to see where to put his cock again, I
raised up too and got on all fours. Shel got the idea and pulled my legs a
little farther apart. He then spat on his hand and rubbed his cock as he
pressed the head against my opening, rubbing my butt with the other hand,
then began pressing in again. This time, there was hardly any pain at all
as he pressed on as far as he could reach, which was far! He ran his hands
over my back and shoulders, massaging them a little as he leant over to
lick and kiss his way up my back to my neck. Then he gripped my hips and
began to work in a steady rhythm, his balls swinging back and forth nearly
hitting my balls.

Ben and Randy raised up, and Ben was sitting on Randy's lap facing him as
they smiled at eachother, snickering over something. Then Ben pushed Randy
down playfully and began to ride him, holding onto Randy's knees. Randy had
his hands on Ben's hips, thrusting upward to meet Ben's tight hole. Ben had
gotten his hardon back, and his nearly eight inch cock stood straight out,
bobbing up and down hitting Randy's belly every time he sat back down on
Randy's cock. Randy's face reflected the fun he was having, his head tilted
back with a playful yet determined look in his eyes and a huge smile on his
face as he began thrusting upward in quick, short thrusts, making a wet
clapping sound on Ben's butt as he worked it faster and faster.

"OOOhhhh....AWwww yeeeea....Aw Ben...I'm gonna cum soon...mmmmmmmggg.",
Randy said in a strained, raspy whisper.

"Wait up, man, I'll join ya.", Shel said breathedly.

I looked over, and thought what they were doing looked like fun. Shel
seemed to be reading my thoughts, he grinned and said with a waggle of is
eye brows, "Wanna go for a ride?"

I looked up and let my eager smile tell the tale as I spun around and
staddled him. He held his cock straight up as I impaled myself on it. I
leant down and kissed Randy, who smiled and gave me a wink. Then Ben beant
over and did the same to Shel, Shel thrusting deeper into me as they
kissed. Then finally, Randy said,

"Aww man, I can't wait anymore...Ya'll ready to be our bro's?"

All I could say was an enthusiastic yes, to which Shel grinned and began
thrusting upward hard and fast, his head flying backwards in bliss as he
sped towards his climax.

Ben pretended to have to think about it for a second, Randy sweating
bullets underneath, "Would we be your LITTLE brothers?" Randy just yanked
Ben down in a hug and laughed as began pounding Ben's ass with
abandon. Randy's fingers dug into Ben's hips as Ben held Randy's
shoulders. Randy blew first, yelling almost like he was in pain as his body
racked with his powerful orgasm. Shel was only two or three seconds behind
him before he filled me up, thusting upward and arching his back up,
raising up till only his head and feet were touching the floor as he pulled
down on my hips, getting as deep as he possiblly could. I could feel the
warmth of his seed shooting into me and he just kept thrusting, moaning
loud enough you coulda heard him outside for sure! I looked down, and there
was cum matted around the base of his cock in his pubes and on his
balls. Ben raised up on Randy's chest and kissed him passionately as Shel
was still coming down from his climax. His hips finally let down slowly til
he was resting on the floor again, and his eyes weakly opened and a smile
cracked on his mouth.

"I love you so much, I feel like my hearts gonna blow up.", Shel said
before he kissed me again. I never wanted to pull off of him, I just wanted
to lay there with his cock in me, holding him in my arms.

"I love you too, I know just how you feel. I can't possibly show ya'll how
much I love each of ya.", I said. I almost felt like cryin. I felt like
there was no other place in the world that I could belong.

"Yea, I'm so lucky to have ya'll as buds.", Randy said looking at me and
Shel as he hugged Ben like a teddy bear, his cock still hard and inside of
him.

"You mean brother's, don't you?", Ben said smiling, to which Randy just
laughed and kissed Ben on the forehead.

"That's right...LITTLE bro."

* * *

After we got composed and cleaned up a little, we hauled in Randy's bed and
a mixture of his and Shel's furniture, and fixed it all up in the
bedroom. We had a narrow room, so the beds went on opposite walls, the
short walls, and the chest of drawers that held all of our clothes went on
the longer wall opposite the door. Since we had an office now, we didn't
have to have our stuff where we slept anymore, and since we were all
together, we just had two of our computers, and two desks, along with a
couple book cases that were left in the house after the move. About the
time that we sat down to take a look at the rooms we had completed to see
if there was anything else we could do before moving on, we heard Michael
say,

Wow! This is nice, ya'll really are gonna live here arentcha?"

We all turned around and grabbed him, pulling him down and pinned him on
the floor where were were sitting.

"Whoa, say something wrong?", Michael said laughingly.

"Nope, but you did sneak up on us!", Randy said smiling.

"Welp, thought that I would come over and see if there was something I
could help out with.", Michael said raising up and sitting on the floor
with us.

"Welp, we got the rest of the smaller 'accessories' to put in the kitchen
and stuff, then the living room furniture.", I said getting up and
stretching.

With that, we all got up and headed out to Randy's truck, which was in
better shape than mine and Ben's dad's! The rest of our stuff was left in
our other houses to be used as the parents needed, or whatever. Shel's mom
had donated a coffee pot to us, Randy's mom, a toaster, and Ben's dad, the
old television that they put up in storage when they got a nicer one. My
parent's had and old recliner, a coffee table, and and old loveseat that
was sitting in the garage with a sheet over it, and decided we could at
least hang on to it til my mom got ready to recover it, which me and my dad
knew would probably be never. We teamed up on the big stuff and plugged in
the little things, and the pile in Randy's truck began to shrink, until
finally, we had unpacked all of it. We collapsed in the living room,
everyone sweaty and hot from the hauling. I sat in front of the TV and
began hooking it up to the satelite dish, and before long, had the TV up
and running.

"Welp, I think ya'll've got a nice place to keep the rain off.", Michael
complimented.

"Hey, nuestra casa es su casa, amigo.", Shel said in a funny voice.

We all laughed, then I said,

"And just think, after tonight, it won't just be 'amigo'."

"What then?", Michael asked genuinely curious.

"Hermano!"