Date: Thu, 30 Sep 2010 22:29:33 -0500
From: Andrew Holmberg <viriss@gmail.com>
Subject: My Brother's Arms-4 gay/incest,gay/sf-fantasy

Special thanks to: Mr. Gray
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My Brother's Arms - 4


While I was waiting for Kyle to finish packing his stuff in the trunk of
the car, I played with my penis, a replica of my penis, anyway.  It looked
and felt exactly like my own; it even had a functioning piss slit.  I was
amazed at its heft and flexibility, and I considered trying to suck on it
but decided to wait.

The trunk slammed shut, I put it back in its package and returned it to a
bag at my feet.  I could see Rusty standing at the back of the car
too. They'd both been acting a little strange since they cut me down, and
I'll admit I had been a little shaken from the video.  My wrists still hurt
from the ropes, but I didn't think it would be visible.  My ass was still
tingling too.  It itched and I had to keep myself from thinking about it or
it made me hard.  Was I become addicted to sex?

RM and Taro were already in the back seat waiting with me.  I could see
Taro in the side view mirror, looking around and taking in the view.  He
must have caught my reflection because he leaned forward and put his hand
on my shoulder reassuringly.  I kept thinking, 'I have my own android,
wow.' What the heck was Mom going to say?  Could I keep him hidden from
her?  Gosh, and what about my aunt?

I could see Rusty and Kyle shake hands, then hugged each other
goodbye. Kyle climbed into the driver's seat as Rusty came around to my
side.  I rolled down the window and smiled up at him.

"You have my number so contact me if you need anything," he said to me as
he folded him arms down onto the door.  "You take good care of him," he
said back to Taro.

"Hai." Taro agreed.

Rusty put his hand under my chin and pulled my face to his.  His kiss was
warm, wet and gentle.  I closed my eyes and brought my hand up to his face.
When it was over I saw he him glance at Kyle and I sensed he was sending
him a quiet message too.

Kyle started the car, "Ready?"

We drove to a grocery store near our house; Kyle wanted to cook dinner for
Mom and I.  At the store, I just followed behind him pushing the cart.  He
knew exactly what he was looking for and it was fun to watch him be so
focused.  Having been shopping before, mostly with Mom, to buy weekly
supplies, it was exciting to watch him because he knew exactly what he
wanted.  Not shopping for food, but buying the ingredients to make a meal.

We'd left RM and Taro in the car because it seemed like the right thing to
do.  However, I noticed two different couples each with an android behind
them pushing the cart.

When we went to check-out he made a last minute addition of flowers.  They
were for mom, of course.  It made me wonder about what he was planning.
Was this really just a chance to say, 'thanks', or was it something more?

The rest of the ride home was quiet.  He relaxed now that he had a clear
goal ahead of himself.

I brought Taro to my room and tried to find a hiding spot for him.  But I
found that it's hard to hide a man-sized thing in a small room.  The place
was still a mess, Kyle's bags and things everywhere, my clothes were all
over the floor, and my bed was unmade.  I straighten up a little and Taro
started helping.  I let him make the bed while I got ready to take a
shower.  When I put my phone onto my nightstand, Taro noticed and reached
for it.

"May I sync with your phone?" he asked.

"Sure.  You can do that?  What will that do?"  I really needed to read up
on him.

"Yes.  I can then import your contact data and facilitate calls if needed,
just a moment."  I watched as he lifted his shirt, worked open a recessed
panel, and pulled out a thin USB cord.  His eyes lit up when he plugged
into it.  "Only seven contacts found.  Would you like me to scan for more?"

"Ok.  What's that...?"

"Mike!" Kyle yelled from the kitchen.  "What time does she get home?"

"6:00." It was around 4:00 now.

"Go take your shower then come help me prep.  I want this to be special,
and I want us to make this together."  Geesh, what a sweetheart.

I grabbed my towel, stripped down then robed up, and headed to the
bathroom. I considered testing Taro's "capabilities" but decided against
it, since I didn't trust myself to be quick about it.

Prep consisted of mostly watching.  I did set the table and rummaged around
for more candles.

"Kyle!" cried Mom, standing in the doorway, with unrestrained joy.

"Mom!" echoed Kyle.

They kissed and hugged each other tightly for nearly a whole minute.  I
considered joining them but didn't, since it would be my turn next anyway.
It felt like I hadn't seen her for the longest time and I wondered if she
could sense the new me?  Did it show; do adults sense when someone has
joined their ranks?

Dinner was delicious: tandoori chicken risotto and a great wine that Mom
picked up.  I only got a single glass.  It relaxed my whole body.  I was
home with my family; both of them.  We were a family again.

After the dishes were cleaned and dried, Kyle sat us down at the table.

"Let me see your arms," said Mom.  "The new ones."

Kyle pulled off his gloves and rolled up his sleeves.  She watched as he
flexed his arm around and worked his hand into different positions.

"RM come out here," he said, then turned to mom to explain.  "When I lost
my arms he," pointing to RM as he came out of my room and walked toward us,
"saved my life.  The army has incredible technology mom.  See?"

She didn't respond in the way I thought she would.  She was unfazed, "Is he
yours?"

"Yeah, sorta."

"I've been seeing a lot more people downtown with robots.  Yours is
definitely... military looking."

Kyle grinned at me and took the opportunity to pull me into the
conversation.  "I bought Mike a robot today too."

"What?  Oh jeez, not a sex robot I hope."

"No ma, I did not buy Mike a female sex robot.  How do you even know about
those anyway?"

"Taro," I called out, "come here please."

"Oh... that's a robot?  It... he looks so real." she whispered to me.
"Kyle, he must have been so expensive, Mike can't accept him."

I started to protest but Kyle cut me off.  "It's already done mom.  I got a
great deal from an army buddy.  Besides, Mike ain't as bright as me, so
he'll need it for school."  I smacked his arm with my hand; it hurt but I
played it off.

Kyle's mood shifted and he got a serious look on his face.  "I... I'm
entering new program, but I can't talk about it.  It could be really great
for me, but there are some potential health risks.  I just wanted you guys
to know, so you wouldn't worry about me."

Mom's eyes welled up immediately.  "Honey...  'Health risks'?  I... I
couldn't stand to lose you.  Are you sure about this?  You've been through
so much already.  You... you can come home, you know.  You don't have to
stay in the Army."

"I'm not risking my life.  Not exactly.  You're worrying too much, both of
you."

"We just don't want to hear bad news, like before with your arms, and then
only get a short letter and a few photos.  I felt like I'd lost both you
and dad."  I didn't mean to start guilting him, but I was suddenly angry.

Kyle put his hands out on the table, palm up.  "Mike, I'm not dad.  I'm not
leaving - not like that."

Mom and I each put a hand into his.  This sealed a promise to each other;
that we'd stick together no matter what happened.

"Who's ready for dessert?" Kyle smiled.

"I have news for you two as well.  Your aunt, my sister, has decided she's
moving."  Then in a way that only my mom could do, she added.  "Tomorrow."

"What?"  Both Kyle and I were a little shocked.

"She's agreed to postpone it until tomorrow evening.  So we'll have all day
tomorrow to hang out together."

"Where is she moving to?" I asked.

"East, just outside of Kansas City, to be closer to your uncles family.  I
know, I know, they're not married but they will be someday.  We're packing
everything and driving out there, he's already found a good job and a
house.  I shouldn't be gone more than a week.  I hope."

"Wait, where are we going to live?  What about your jobs?" I added.

"Work'll be fine.  I had vacation coming anyway; this just isn't what I'd
hoped to use it on.  We're going to stay living here, don't worry.  She's
going to rent out the house and she's going to ask you to help with showing
the place until I get back.  So... this means we'll have most of the day
tomorrow to hang out.  And, since I'm the mom, I say we're going downtown."

***

Later we sat and watched old videos of Kyle's childhood.  I was on his left
side and mom on his right.  The movies were a little boring to me but it
was nice to hang out again.  Eventually I grew tired and Kyle put his arm
around me and let me rest against his shoulder.  I think I heard them
chuckle.

I woke up in the morning on the couch again.  The room was filled with
breakfast smells: bacon, fried potatoes, and coffee.  I panicked a little
when I saw Taro, wearing an apron.  He was doing the cooking while mom was
sitting at the table.  They were chatting. "... and that's where you
learned to cook?  That place sounds lovely.  Do you miss it?  Do you
have... family there?"

"I do miss it sometimes but I'm very happy here.  You and Mike are my
family now.  How do you want your eggs?" he turned to me and bowed, "Asa,
koibito yoi.  Do you want eggs?"

"Oh, good morning honey."  Mom turned to look at me.  "I think Kyle's out
of the bathroom now.  You should go get ready."

"Um... okay.  Eggs sound good."  I tried to get up facing away from them.
Why am I always hard in the morning?

"Hurry, I'm getting hungry."

When I got to my room I found Kyle sitting naked on my bed.  His arms were
off and he had a towel over his head that RM was using to dry him off.  He
looked fragile and I knew he didn't want mom to see him like that.  It was
important to him to still be big and strong.  I loved him more for it.

I stripped down and looked for a towel.  I laughed at myself, we were naked
in the same room together and it excited me.

"Morning," he said as his face appeared from under the towel.  I saw his
eyes lock onto my morning wood and he smiled.

I found a towel and grabbed my robe which was still wet from his shower.  I
could feel his eyes on me as I put it on and I think he was staring at my
ass as I left.

He was gone when I got back, but he'd left some clothes out for me.  Some
of his clothes: one of his c-cut tank tops and some army-green underwear.
They smelled just like him.  As I put them on, I regretted not jacking off
in the shower.

The rest of the day consisted of going downtown, which was lightly
populated for a weekday, and walking around from shop to shop.  We stopped
in at mom's favorite restaurant, a French cafe on Main, it had tables setup
on the sidewalk so that we could eat outside.

Kyle spent most of the day trying to stop mom from buying clothes for him;
his reason was that he never has enough time, currently, to wear the
civilian clothes he had now, let alone new ones.

***

There was a big moving truck parked out front when we got back and the
doors were wedged open.  Inside the house was chaos with boxes everywhere.
Kyle talked it over with mom and told me go get RM and Taro to help while
they said their hellos and got caught up.

When I returned with them, Susan, my aunt, had clearly been warned and she
handled it well.  She barely managed to look away from RM as she greeted
Taro, my friend, and shook his hand.

"Nice to meet one of Micheal's friends."

"It is a pleasure to meet you.  Can we start by loading the large items?"

"Yes.  But don't let it," pointing to RM, "touch the china."

We spent the next three hours loading furniture and backing boxes.  It was
such a rush that we didn't label anything, just pack and tape, box after
box.

I was beat by the end of it when my aunt handed over her keys to the house.

"I put an ad in the paper today and I'll be screening the renters over the
phone.  Can I give them your phone number to arrange a time to see the
place?"  she asked as they climbed into the truck.

"Yes, of course.  Tomorrow I'll clean the kitchen and bathrooms too, since
we didn't have time today."

"No parties," she smiled sternly.

We all said our goodbyes and mom started crying when she hugged Kyle.  She
made him promise to try and get more time off as soon as possible.  Kyle
and I stood in the street and waved at them as they drove away.

"Well, that fucking sucked," Kyle groused.  "Damn, it's later than I
thought.  Know what would feel good right now; a hot tub."

"Sure would," I agreed, wondering if he was going to race me to the bathtub
in the carriage house.

"Let's go get some shorts, tight ones.  We're going to a hot tub party."

***

We drove for almost an hour, way out into the countryside.  Gone were the
streetlights, houses, traffic, even the asphalt was left behind, as we
drove on a dirt road.

There were already five other cars parked when we got there.

Kyle just walked right in, like he owned the place.  The house was down a
long winding road through dense trees, it was huge.  It was two stories
high and, two exterior sides of continuous windows.

It was dimly lit inside with only a few candles, but I could see a very
well decorated home.  I had a clear view from the front entrance all the
way to back of the house.  To the left was a kitchen, where a large hairy
man emerged shirtless and came over to greet us.  He reminded me of a large
gruff bear in plaid yellow board shorts.  I put his age around 50, at
least.

"Welcome boys.  Glad you could make it Kyle."  He shook Kyle's hand and
then mine.  "I'm Jackson, I was in the army with Kyle here.  I was getting
out just as he was getting in.  Hey, let me see those 'Luke' arms of
yours."

Kyle stripped off his shirt and showed off his arms.  The metal glimmered
in the candlelight.

"Phew... wow."  Jackson looked like it wanted to touch Kyle's arms but
decided against it.

"Jackie, honey," came a voice from the kitchen.  "Who's here?"

Out came a man smaller and less hairy than Jackson, dressed in a shiny
golden robe.  He was about the same ages as Jackson, but his hair was
almost completely silvery gray.

"Kyle, this is Timothy," Jackson started the introductions, "and this,
dear, is Kyle; from the army."

Timothy caught sight of Kyle's arms and I could see him make the
recognition to stories he must have heard.  Unlike Jackson, Timothy shook
Kyle's hand and immediately ran his hands all over Kyle's arms and even
over his chest.

"Stunning," he turned to me, "and you would be?"

"Mike," I began, but Kyle threw me a look so I continued with the first
generic answer I could think of, "his friend."

"It's wonderful to meet you, Mike.  You missed all of the grilling,
everyone's outside.  Why don't you make yourself comfortable and lose some
of your clothes."  Then, in a load whisper to me, "Do you have terminator
arms like your brother?"

"Damn it Tim," swore Jackson, "you promised you'd keep quiet about that."

"I won't tell anyone, I just wanted to see if I was right."  Tim smiled and
walked back toward the kitchen.  "Besides, you threatened to teabag me,
dear, and I plan to hold you to that."

"Sorry." Jackson said to us.  "No one else knows you're brothers.  But
looking at you, it might not be too hard to tell."

Kyle continued removing his clothes until he was down to his swim shorts.
I followed suit.  Did any of Kyle's friends ever wear clothes?  We followed
Jackson through the house to the back.  When we got to a set of large
sliding glass doors, I could see we were on top of a hill that looked down
onto a lake.  Down the hillside was a winding path that led to a couple of
small areas along the way.  About half way down the hillside along the path
was a fire pit with a distinctive fire glow.

The long drive had been torture on my bladder and Jackson directed me up
the stairs to a bathroom.  This also gave me a chance to explore the house
alone.  There was artwork all over the place and most of it was of nude
men, wolves in the woods, and bears standing or sleeping.  None of the male
nudes were pornographic, but most of it was definitely erotic.  I found the
rest of the art, wolves and bears, to be strangely like our hosts.

I found the bathroom easily, at the top of the stairs, but I could hear
someone having a heated conversation down the hall.  It only took a few
steps down the hall before I could see an Asian male talking to someone on
a cell phone.  I couldn't make out the specifics but he sounded
frustrated. Not wanting to interrupt I went back and emptied my bladder.

After washing up, I could still hear the argument and decided to head
outside.  Halfway down the stairs, at a small landing, I bumped into
someone coming up the stairs.  He was about my height with cute scruffy
sandy blond hair, a goatee, and dark eyes.  His pecs were lightly furred
and he had large nipples.  I envied his eight-pack because mine weren't
nearly as well defined.  He seemed to be closer to Kyle's age, maybe a
little older.  His blue shorts were unbuttoned at the top and his pubic
hairs were sprouting out.  It was almost too dark on the landing; I wanted
to see more.

"Oh, sorry.  Is he still on the phone up there?" he asked.  "I'm Bobby and
you must be... Mike.  Right?"

"Yes.  How...?"

"Oh, Tim told me.  I swear he'd make us wear name tags if he could.  So,"
Bobby looked up the stairs and back at me.  "How long have you and
Kyle...?"

What?  Did he know we were brothers already?  Why was I supposed to hide
that anyway?  Or, no, did he mean... "Dating?  Oh, no.  We're
just... friends."

"Really?" he seemed to like that answer.  He stepped up close to me, put
his hands against the wall on each side of my head and lightly pressed me
into the wall with this body.  "Then that means I can..." he started
kissing me.

I just stood there, kissing him back, with my hands at my sides and my eyes
closed.  He tasted like beer and I could smell his sweaty underarms.  It
was intoxicating, not an unwashed ripeness, but a musky manly scent.

"Ohhh," I sighed with pleasure.

He kissed his way over to my earlobe and started sucking on it.  I felt
myself melt into his arms a little when he continued down to my neck.  I
felt safely trapped as he was began rubbing his crotch into mine.

From the top of the stairs we heard, "Slut!"  The guy with the phone was
shaking his head at Bobby as he walked down to us.

Bobby brought his left arm down so I could see better.  "Chuck, Mike.
Mike, Chuck."

"Pleased to meet you Mike." said Chuck, and before I could say anything he
bent down and started sucking on my nipple.  Bobby returned to my earlobe.

"Uhhhh..."

"Oooo... he's getting hard," said Chuck with his mouth still on me.

"Have a good phone call?" asked Bobby while he continued to suck on my
earlobe and neck.

"Not really," Bobby started sucking down my chest.

"Is he coming?"

"Yes."  He worked his way to the top of my shorts.  His warm mouth tickled
my waistline as he slowly pulled my shorts down an inch.  "But until
then..."

Bobby had me raise my left arm and he started licking my arm pit.  He was
really getting into it.  He grabbed my hand and placed it on his abdomen
right at the top of his shorts.  I started rubbing his hard hairy flesh and
tried to work my hand down his belly into the shorts.  Chuck pulled my
shorts down another inch and was sucking and licking back and forth across
my belly around the same place I was rubbing Bobby.

"Are you two dating?"

They both chuckled.

"Nope," said Chuck as he pulled my shorts down below my balls, freeing my
semi-hard dick.

Bobby unbuttoned his shorts and they dropped to the floor revealing his own
semi-hard member.  He pulled my hand onto his cock as Bobby sucked my cock
into his mouth.

"Just friends," said Bobby as he moved back to kissing my mouth.

Bobby's dick was a little be smaller than mine but really thick.  I
couldn't get my hand around it without squeezing it tightly.  He liked it
when I started squeezing.  He had a short, flat dick head with a lot of
extra skin at the base of the head.

"Switch," moaned Chuck as he stood up and Bobby dropped to his knees and
started licking my balls.

Chuck started in on my other earlobe.  He was only wearing a black jock
strap that looked really good on his tight tan body.

I moved my hand to start fondling his dick but he moved it around to his
ass.  It was firm and silky smooth.  I followed the straps down and around
his ass cheeks until I found where the straps meet at the base, just below
his balls.  I ran my hand up and down his crack, slowly working a finger in
deeper until I found his hole.

"Uhh." he moaned.  I kept my finger pressed against Chuck's magic button
and rubbed it in little circular motions.

Bobby moved up from my balls and started deep throating me.  He started
running his hand up and down my body, stopping at my nipples to flick them
lightly.

Chuck leaned back and I started sucking on his neck.  He was breathing
heavily and moaned as I started pressing my finger deeper into his ass.  He
started riding back onto my hand as I rubbed circles at his entrance.  The
full pouch of his jock strap was grinding against my thigh.

"Ahem," said Jackson at the bottom of the stairs, "Give the boy a chance to
meet everyone first, you harpies."

I was really embarrassed that I was practically having sex with strangers
in a stranger's house.  They pulled away from me and let me stuff myself
back into my shorts.

"Come on," he waved me down the stairs, "You need to clear your head."

I followed him through the house to the back.  We stepped out onto a huge
wooden deck with torches lit along the railing.  I stayed with him as he
continued down a stone pathway off the back of the deck.  It wound around
some rocks and trees down to a fire pit.

Around a small fire I could see Kyle and Timothy, beers in hand, chatting
with two other couples, two guys and two girls.

"Thank you for rescuing him, my dear," Timothy said to Jackson.  "Damned
harpies had him trapped, didn't they?"

"Yup," said Jackson as he took a seat next to his lover.  "Got there just
in time, too."

I could feel everyone's eyes dropped down to my shorts.  I quickly looked
for a place to next to Kyle and sat down.

Tim did the introductions, "Mike, this is Erik and Julia, and Lars and
Ephraim."

Ephraim had light brown skin and beautiful light brown eyes; even seated I
could tell he was tall.  His long black hair was in tiny braids, all bound
back into a large pony tail.  Lars was a pale blond guy and had a hand on
the Ephraim's knee.  He kept staring at Kyle's arms.

Erik and Julia both waved and said, "Hello."  Julia had dark blond hair and
looked pretty in a pink two-piece bathing suit.  Erik looked like a boy -
in board shorts and white t-shirt with short brown hair.

"Cheers," said Ephraim as he shook my hand.

"Hello," said Lars in a thick accent.

"He doesn't speak much English," volunteered Ephraim.

"Nice to meet all of you," I said.

"Ohh... So polite," Ephraim laughed.

"I know, right," said Tim, "and cute."

"More harpies, sorry kid," Jackson shrugged at me.

"Oh... stop," Tim pouted.

Chuck and Bobby showed up, drinks in hand, and they looked around for open
seats.

"Ephraim," said Bobby, "you and Lars wanted to see the sling room?"  They
got up right away and started following Bobby back up to the house.

"Oh," Julia giggled at Erik, "want to go too?"

"Gross!" Erik laughed, "You can, if you want."  Julia scrunched her nose at
the thought.

"We should probably get going actually."  They got up to leave.

"We'll see you to the door," said Tim as he dragged Jackson to his feet.

I felt weird, like I'd done something wrong.  Why was everyone leaving the
moment I just got here?

Kyle suggested we go to the hot tub to relax.  He stood up, stripped naked,
and started off further down the walkway.  I watched Chuck as he eyed my
brother and decided to strip bare too.  Chuck left his black jock on as we
all stepped into the tub, Chuck between us.

"This feels nice," I said as Chuck leaned in and started kissing me.

Kyle just sat there watching for a while until he closed his eyes and
leaned back with his hands behind his head.

After making out for a while Chuck slid over and sat in my lap, up out of
the water.  I was getting hard as he rubbed his wet cloth covered crotch
against mine.

Kyle stood up behind Chuck and started rubbing his shoulders.  Chuck sat up
further on my chest so that my dick fell out from between us.  With him
sitting up so high I couldn't help myself, I began sucking his nipples.

I feel Kyle's hand grab my dick and start jacking me.  I think his other
hand is playing with Chuck's ass.  When I peeked around to look at him, he
just grinned wider and Chuck starts moaning.

After making out for a while Chuck slid over and sat in my lap. I was
getting hard as he rubbed his cloth covered crotch against mine.

Kyle stood up behind Chuck and started rubbing his shoulders.  Chuck sat up
further on my chest so that my dick fell out from between us.  With him
sitting up so high I couldn't help myself, I began sucking his nipples.

I felt Kyle's hand grab my dick and start to jack me.  I think his other
hand is playing with Chuck's ass.  When I peeked around to look at him, he
just grinned wider and Chuck starts moaning.

Chuck lowered down onto my dick and whimpered into my neck.  I could still
feel Kyle's hand around the base of my cock.  He was aiming my dick at
Chuck's hole with one hand while pushing him down with the hand on his
shoulder.

"Oh, you're so big.  Do you want to fuck me?" asked Chuck.

"Yes," I agreed. Meanwhile Kyle was staring down at my dick, nodding and
licking his lips.

"Oh... man.  It's been a long time since I've had a big dick in me," Chuck
cried.  I was about half way in, with another four inches to go.

When Chuck bottomed out, Kyle started fondling my balls under the water.
He took his hand off of Chuck's shoulder, I think, Kyle started jacking
himself.

Chuck's tight ass felt really good, I wondered if I could fuck Taro and if
it would feel this good.  I leaned my head back when Chuck started twisting
my nipples.

"Oh... yeah!  You like having your big dick inside me?"  I bit my lip and
nodded.

When I opened my eyes, Kyle's hand was in front of me and he pushed his
finger into my mouth.  I tasted precum, his.  I thought, he must be rock
hard watching me fuck.  His brow furrowed as I sucked his finger clean.  He
took turns feeding it to me and then Chuck.  I loved the way it made
Chuck's lips glossy.

The water was really starting to slosh around as we picked up the pace.  I
felt my balls start to tighten up.

"I'm getting close," I warned him.

"Where do you want me to cum?" he started riding down harder, pushing my
dick even deeper into his bowels.

"Can I cum inside you?" I asked.

"Are you going to shoot a big load for me?" he sucking my earlobe.

"Ye... yes."

My dick head was starting to swell.  I started grunting like an animal when
I felt Kyle's fingers at my asshole.  He pushed in hard and I pictured his
rubber tipped finger digging into me.

"Shoot your big hot load inside of me," Chuck's ass tightened around my
dick.

Using my hands to hold him down, I started thrusting up into him and felt
my dick pulse.  I was cumming so hard, it almost hurt.  It was like my cum
was just pouring out of me, and spraying his insides.  Kyle was continuing
to finger me hard.  When I looked past Chuck, I could see Kyle's mouth was
open slightly.  He was groaning with us.

"Fuck!"  I groaned as I continued to fuck my jizz into Chuck's hole.  I was
still shooting as I fucked him.  I emptied myself into him.  Kyle's finger
was still digging and twisting around in me.

"Ohh....," Chuck purred in my ear.  He took control and started riding, up
and down.

I thought I could feel cum leaking out of his ass onto my dick.  He finally
seemed satisfied and settled back down, driving me as deep as possible.  He
just sat there holding that position.  Kyle pulled his hand out of my ass
and sat down next to me.  He was rock hard.

I was about to pull out of Chuck and pass him over to Kyle when we heard
someone coming down the path.  It was Timothy, and he looked flustered.

"Mike, sweety.  Can you let go of Chuck?  He needs to dismount and sit over
there.  His boyfriend is here and I don't want any drama right now.
Thanks."

Chuck slipped out of my lap, threw me a 'sorry' look, and swam across the
hot tub.  Kyle and I slipped down into a lower seat to hide our dicks.

"Jesus Chuck.  You're still in the hot tub?  I've been looking all over for
you up at the house," this hot guy - model hot - called from the path.

Even though I was still on an orgasm high, I found myself aroused again by
this guy.  He was dressed in a tight polo shirt and shorts.  His legs where
hairy and muscled, and his hair was cut short and styled like some sort of
famous actor.

"Tom," Chuck said flatly, "sorry, I lost track of time."

"What the fuck?  Are you naked in a hot tub with strangers?" Tom exclaimed,
sounding disgusted.

"What?  No, I've had my jock on - all night," he stood up, and out of the
water enough to reveal the waistband.  "You should come in.  You need to
Relax."

"I'll be in the car." Tom stormed off.

Chuck shrugged at us and ran after him, with a towel loosely wrapped around
his bulging jock.  Tim followed after both of them.

Once we were alone, Kyle started chuckling to himself, "You are just
trouble.  Aren't you?"

I started to protest but he stopped me by leaning over and kissing me.  My
hand immediately went to his hard cock and started stroking him.  I tried
to stop myself, but I yawned into his mouth.

"Let's go home, sleepy head."

"Okay," I yawned. I fell asleep in the car before we made it off the dirt
road.