Date: Tue, 24 Apr 2012 10:33:31 -0700
From: B.E. Kelley <hailcaesar2011@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Night In Autumn Chapter 6

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This story is a hybrid sequel of Snow Day and All Grown Up, stories you'll
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A Night in Autumn, Chapter 6

If I thought the twins were cock-hounds, they were nothing compared to
Bobby.  His appetite for dick was almost insatiable, not that I was
complaining.  We boarded our train at the Wolfeboro station and quickly
found our compartment; Bobby had my pants down just as soon as I locked the
door.  We were taking the train down to Boston to spend the Thanksgiving
holiday with his family; his parents were planning to drive us back to the
academy on Sunday.

Thank God for locks on doors, I'm sure the scene would have been a bit
shocking for anyone who might have come in.  Bobby and I were both dressed
nicely for our trip to Boston so there I sat, wearing the green cashmere
sweater he had picked out for me, because he liked how it set off my eyes,
my khakis and underwear puddled around my ankles with my penny loafers and
green argyle socks.  Bobby was on his knees and had quickly discarded his
cardigan; he was unbuttoning his shirt while he sucked my cock.

He sucked me greedily, swallowing me to the root then dragging his lips up
the shaft, where his tongue teased my cum hole, before he plunged back
down.  If cock sucking were a sport, Bobby would have been the Giants. I
closed my eyes and stroked his soft, silky hair.  I felt the lurch of the
train as it pulled away from the station and as Bobby's lips pulled away
from my cock.  When I opened my eyes he was standing in front of me wearing
nothing but his blue argyle socks and a mischievous grin.

Bobby quickly helped me out of my sweater; I started to rise out of my seat
so I could take him in my arms but he placed his hands on my shoulders and
pushed me firmly back down.  Bobby straddled me, then put his arms around
my neck and kissed me.  I ran my hands up and down his back, than held his
tight little bubble butt.  Every time he moved, Bobby's dick would rub
against mine, sending little electric shocks through our bodies.  I probed
Bobby's mouth with my tongue, though he had initiated our kiss, he quickly
submitted and allowed me to enjoy the combination of my precum and the
Colgate he'd brushed with that morning.

When he pulled away, Bobby locked his eyes on mine.  I held his gaze while
he adjusted his body and lowered himself on to me.  I felt the head of my
cock pushing against his tight opening, then, with a momentary pause; I
pushed past his tightly puckered ring and entered him.  Bobby winced at the
initial invasion and let out a satisfied breath as he slid all the way
down.  Bobby rode me like a champ, using his strong legs to push himself up
and down, harder and faster.  I kept my arms around him and kissed his
chest while he happily fucked himself on my throbbing erection.  After a
while, he came down on me then started to rock his hips back and forth.
Just as I was reaching the point of no return, Bobby stopped moving, put
his arms around me and rested his head against my shoulder.

"Bobby, is everything ok?" I asked, curious as to why he'd stopped.

"It's great, I love you Rory," he smiled up at me.

"I love you to," I said, returning his smile, "but what made you stop?"

"I want you to stay in me until we get to Boston," said Bobby, flashing me
his devilish grin.

I held him tightly and stroked his back, the vibration of the train caused
my cock to vibrate in his ass and we both enjoyed the sensation.  It would
be at least two hours before we arrived, I wasn't going to have any trouble
staying hard.

We whiled away the time with conversation, we had a number of things we
wanted to do while we were in the city and ticked off the items on the list
we'd compiled.  Bobby, of course, had something else planned that he hadn't
mentioned until now.

"So, you know how we mess around with Teddy and the twins?" said Bobby.

Since the morning Sean and Patrick had double teamed Bobby, while I fucked
Teddy, sex with them had become almost as regular as football practice.

"Yeah, I vaguely remember something about that," I giggled.

"Well, I was wondering if you'd be interested in doing it with Tucker and
Kevin while were there," said Bobby.

"Your brother and his boyfriend?" I asked.

"Right, I just thought it would be fun," Bobby blushed.

He didn't need to blush; after all we'd done with my cousins he should know
better than to be embarrassed by what he enjoyed doing with his adopted
brother.

"It sounds fun to me to, I'd love to broaden my sexual horizons," I
laughed.

"Well, there's something else," said Bobby, "I want one of them to fuck
you."

"Oh, really?" I asked.

"I just think it would be hot," said Bobby.

"Are they really hung?" I inquired.

"They're both about 7 inches," he replied.

"That's pretty big," I thought out loud.

"That's what's so hot about it, I want to see you take a big dick," Bobby
admitted.

"Well, I could never say no to you," I smiled.

"Awww, thanks baby," Bobby giggled, then kissed me.

About that time we started to pass through the outer suburbs of Boston and
Bobby began to ride my cock once more.  He was fucking himself on me so
hard that I had to reach down and grab his undies, then stuff them in his
mouth to stifle his moans.  I took a hold of his cock and stroked it in
time to his fucking and as the train slowed, we shared our mind blowing
orgasm.  Bobby licked his cum from my stomach and we quickly dressed.

We grabbed our bags and hopped off the train.  We found Bobby's mom waiting
for us on the platform, where she greeted each of us with a warm hug.

"Hi Mom," Bobby smiled.

"Welcome home sweetheart, we missed you so much," gushed Mrs. Sutherland,
"and Rory, we're so glad you could join us."

"Thanks for having me Mrs. Sutherland, I'm glad I could make it," I
replied.

She smiled and patted me on the shoulder then turned her attention back to
Bobby.

"Bobby, why is your face so flushed, you look like you just ran a mile,"
said Mrs. Sutherland as she brushed the hair off of his forehead with a
sweep of her hand.

"Oh, uh, it was just stuffy on the train," blushed Bobby, while I choked
back my giggles.

After that, we followed Mrs. Sutherland out to her car and loaded up our
bags.  It was before noon and we had some stops to make before we had
lunch.  Our first stop was at the mall, being growing boys, a lot of the
winter clothes we had worn last year didn't fit and with the sudden change
in the weather in northern New Hampshire, we needed to stock up on a few
things.  Mrs. Sutherland gave Bobby her American Express card and then went
to run her own errands while we shopped.

"Hi Bobby," exclaimed the sales girl, as we walked into the Ralph Lauren
store.

"Hey Robin," said Bobby, "how's school going?"

"One more semester, thank God, who is this?" she asked, looking in my
direction.

"This is my boyfriend, Rory," Bobby smiled.

"Um, hi," I blushed.

"Well, isn't he gorgeous," she smiled, "you boys need any help finding
anything?"

"Nah, we'll be fine, thanks Robin," said Bobby.

"Ok, what the hell was that?" I asked once we'd gotten out of ear shot.

"Relax, she knows I'm gay and I'm sure she knew who you were without me
telling her," said Bobby.

"Sorry, this part is just new to me," I explained.

"I know, I shouldn't have announced it like that, I'll be more mindful in
the future," said Bobby.

"No worries," I replied.

"So how do you know the sales girl, friend of yours?" I asked.

"Sort of.  I embarrassed Tucker here once and she remembered me.  She's
always been nice and we talk when I come in here," Bobby explained.

After that we did some shopping, mostly sweaters, a couple of pairs of
flannel lined khakis and a few warm shirts.  We paid for our purchases then
stopped at a few others stores; we were each loaded down with bags when we
caught up with Bobby's mom.  After we left the mall we made a stop at a
grocery store, Mrs. Sutherland picked up several items and announced that
we would be meeting Bobby's dad, at his brothers home, for lunch.  Bobby
was excited and so was I, though also a little nervous.  I know Bobby
thinks very highly of his brother and I wanted him to have a good opinion
of me.  Little did I know that Bobby had basically told him everything
about me in a score of emails.

"Hey mom, stop here," said Bobby, as we approached Boston Common.

"What is it darling?" she asked.

"Rory and I want to walk through the park, we'll meet you at Tuckers," said
Bobby.

"Alright, but don't take too long, dad will be there in half an hour," she
explained.

"Don't worry, we'll be quick," said Bobby.

It was a glorious late fall day.  Though Boston had been hit by the same
storm that still left ground cover in New Hampshire, the snow had melted
here and there were still leaves on the trees.  Boston Common is a glorious
park and I loved the fresh, crisp air as we walked along the path.

"I wanted to bring you here, but figured we'd have to do it later in the
week, I didn't realize we were having lunch at Tucker and Kevin's" said
Bobby.

"Cool, it's a nice park," I replied.

"Yeah, well, it has a little deeper meaning for me, this is the park where
I met Tucker," Bobby explained.

"Oh," I replied, picturing Bobby as a frightened runaway.

I didn't really know what to say so without any words of wisdom to offer, I
simply took his hand and squeezed it.

"Are you sure about this?" asked Bobby, looking down at our joined hands,
"I know how you feel about public displays of affection."

"Screw it, if I can't hold my boyfriends hand in one of the most liberal
cities in the country, where can I hold it?" I winked.

Bobby smiled and squeezed my hand tightly.  We walked through the park,
quietly enjoying the brightly colored leaves and made our way to Tuckers.
When we walked in, Bobby's dad was there, and I was quickly introduced to
the famous Tucker and Kevin.  After we shook hands I was left to talk about
school and my experiences as a navy brat with Kevin and the Sutherlands,
while Bobby and his brother headed to the kitchen to make lunch.

"You weren't kidding kid," said Tucker, "he is cute!"

"I know right?" said Bobby, "I'm not usually into red heads but if you ask
me, he's a babe."

"That's all well and good but is he a good guy?" asked Tucker.

"The best," Bobby replied, "I told you what happened with that asshole
Kirby and Rory took care of that and well, when we're together, he's really
sweet."

"Then I'm happy for you," said Tucker while putting together a sandwich.

"Good, cause I want you to fuck him," Bobby blurted out.

"Damn, you don't mince words, do you squirt?" Tucker exclaimed.

"Hey, I'm a boy who knows what he wants," Bobby giggled.

"How does Rory feel about that?" asked Tucker.

"He's cool with it, I told you about the twins," said Bobby.

"Right, I almost forgot what an exciting life you lead," laughed Tucker.

"You're just jealous," Bobby snorted.

"No argument there," said Tucker, "I love Kevin to death but I wouldn't
have passed up red headed twins when I was 15 either."

"And don't forget Teddy, the other guy I told you about," said Bobby.

"Oh, right, how could I forget, your other cute fuck buddy," said Tucker
with a roll of his eyes.

"There's that jealousy again," said Bobby, in his melodic voice.

"So when would we do this?" asked Tucker.

"It's too bad mom and dad are here," Bobby winked, as he groped Tucker's
cock, "You're staying at the house tomorrow night, we could all go down to
the basement when mom and dad go to bed."

"Ok, well, I'm game as long as Kevin and Rory are up for it," Tucker
agreed.

"Excellent, you talk to your boy, I'll talk to mine," smiled Bobby.

"What's it like getting your way on everything?" Tucker teased.

"I don't know, mom says I should ask you," Bobby quipped in reply.

Just then, Mrs. Sutherland walked into the kitchen to see what on earth was
taking her sons so long.  Once she got things organized, lunch was ready in
no time.  The conversation around the table was boisterous with Tucker and
Kevin razzing Bobby and Bobby doing his best to return the favor.  The
Sutherlands were great, they really seemed connected to their sons and most
of all I was impressed how they included Kevin in everything.  It gave me
hope that my relationship with them would be that good as my relationship
with Bobby progressed.

After lunch, Mr. Sutherland returned to work at the courthouse and
Mrs. Sutherland took us home.  I felt instantly at home.  Though the
Sutherland's house was a different style, it reminded me of the home I'd
grown up in, in San Diego.  It was warm and inviting, and I settled in
right away.  I found something of particular interest in the family room.

"You didn't tell me you had a piano," I said to Bobby.

"Oh, yeah, there it is," said Bobby.

"Does anyone in your family play, smart guy?" I smirked.

"Uh..." said Bobby, thinking.

"No, it just sits there, no one's played it since my grandmother passed
away," answered Mrs. Sutherland, for her son, "do you play dear?"

"Oh, a little," I smiled.

"A little?" said Bobby.

He was about to remind me that I am a rather talented pianist, but then he
caught the look on my face and smiled in reply.

"Yeah, yeah Rory plays a little bit, why don't you play something for my
mom Rory," Bobby smiled wickedly.

"Sure, why not," I replied.

Mrs. Sutherland took a seat on the couch and I sat on the bench before the
keyboard.  I cracked my knuckles theatrically and then proceeded to play
the world's worst version of Yankee Doodle ever played.  When I finished,
Mrs. Sutherland did her best to keep the sour look off her face and kindly
told me how wonderful I'd done.  I'm shocked she didn't choke on that line
because I'd been truly awful.  Bobby was biting his lip so hard I thought
he was going to burst.

"Play something else, Rory, you know that song I like," said Bobby.

His mom tried to excuse herself as quickly as possible, so as not to
subject her ears to more of my so called "music." As she turned to walk out
of the room I began to play Let it Be, which I'd learned was one of Bobby's
favorite songs.  It's also one of my favorite songs and I played it to
crystal clear perfection.  When I was finished Bobby and I burst into a fit
of giggles.

"Very funny boys," said Mrs. Sutherland, in a stern tone, before she walked
out of the room chuckling.

"I love your family," I smiled at Bobby.

"Yeah, I think I'll keep them," he replied.

We spent the rest of the afternoon goofing around and playing with Bobby's
dog, Barkley.  He was a big, fluffy sheep dog and I fell in love with him
instantly.  I've always been a dog lover but I've never been able to have
one because my dad was allergic.  I played with that dog so much that I
started to feel as though I was neglecting Bobby, so I stole a quick kiss
when I was sure we wouldn't be watched.  When it got close to dinner time,
Mr. Sutherland ordered us some pizza.  Bobby's parents had dinner
reservations and tickets to the Boston Pops, they wouldn't be home until
after midnight.  As soon as they were gone, Bobby jumped on my lap and
started kissing me.

"Feeling affectionate?" I asked.

"Always," smiled Bobby, "I was just thinking this is the longest I've ever
been with you without kissing you and I didn't want you to feel neglected."

"Funny, I thought the same thing when we were playing with your dog," I
laughed.

"So, while we were at the mall, well, I got you something," said Bobby.

"Great minds think alike," I replied.

"What do you mean?" asked Bobby.

"I got you something too," I smiled.

"Awesome, I love presents, come on," said Bobby, grabbing my hand and
leading me to his room.

When we got upstairs, Bobby thrust a bag into my hands.

"Here, you open yours first," he exclaimed.

I reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of skimpy, black bikini
briefs.

"Kinda small don't you think?" I asked

"You're going to look so fucking hot in those," said Bobby, lustily.

"Open yours," I instructed, handing him the package from my bag.

Bobby reached in and pulled out a red bra and a pair of black, thigh high
stockings, then gave me a quizzical look.

"I thought they'd go with your red panties," I blushed.

"AWESEOME!" Bobby practically shouted, "You change in the bathroom, I'll
change in here and then we're going to fuck like bunnies."

I ran off to change before I could even tell him what a great idea that
was.  I stripped quickly and then slipped into the tight black bikini.  It
was like the Speedo I wear for swimming only cut a little lower, it rode
high on my hips and made my cock look huge.  When I reentered the bedroom,
Bobby was dressed in his red panties, new red bra and black stockings; he
had even stuffed his bra with a pair of socks.  We stood there, examining
each other and then pounced.

I grabbed Bobby and kissed him hard on the lips while he groped my cock,
the skimpy black bikini barely holding it in.  I threw Bobby on the bed and
jumped on top of him, kissing him hard and running my hands over his
"breasts."

"Mmm, suck my tits Rory," Bobby moaned, while I kissed and nibbled on his
neck?

"What?" I asked.

"Suck them," Bobby smirked, while rubbing his bra seductively.

It was kinky but what about a boy in lingerie isn't?  I moved my head down
and licked and sucked on Bobby's bra, it seemed to turn him on and the
hotter he got, the hotter I got.  After a few minutes of sucking, Bobby
made another request.

"Titty fuck me Rory," he moaned.

I didn't ask stupid questions this time, I straddled Bobby's chest and
rubbed my boner against one of his breasts.  Bobby reached up and grabbed a
hold of my bikini, then yanked it down freeing my cock.

"I said titty fuck me," said Bobby, lustily.

Remembering the first night we spent together, I pinned Bobby's wrists to
the mattress and started to hump my cock between his boobs.

"Mmm, yeah, fuck those tits," moaned Bobby.

"Oh fuck yeah, you like that don't you bitch?" I groaned.

Bobby leaned forward and as my cock thrust forward I felt a hot, wet
sensation.  I looked down and saw that as my dick was coming forward, Bobby
was licking the head.  I broke away from his titties and thrust my cock
into his mouth.  I let go of Bobby's wrists and he kneaded my ass while I
fucked his mouth.  Bobby chugged my cock like a champ and when he'd had his
fill, he grabbed my hips and started to pull me down.  I kissed him again,
only to have his hands find my shoulders and push me lower.

"Eat my pussy baby, I want it so bad, please," he panted.

I kissed down his body, not stopping until I reached his panties.  I
grabbed the silky red garment with my teeth and pulled them down his
slender legs.  He looked amazing in his stockings and bra, so eager for
what was coming.  I spread and lifted his legs, then plunged my tongue into
his pussy.  I ate his hole with all the effort I could muster, enjoying
every shout and moan that escaped him.  When he was ready, I moved into
place and thrust my cock into him.

"God yes, fuck me!" Bobby exclaimed.

"Damn right I'm gonna fuck you bitch," I grunted.

Bobby cooed his response and I pumped harder and faster into him.  He threw
his arms around my neck and pulled my face down to his.  He kissed me and
then pushed down, forcing my face between his breasts.

"Suck my titty's while you fuck me," he groaned.

I was only too happy to comply.  I could see how straight boys would enjoy
this, licking Bobby's makeshift breasts seemed to turn me on while I fucked
his tight and tender hole.

"Fuck yeah, gimme your cum," moaned Bobby.

I fucked him as hard as I could, our bodies glistened with sweat, I could
feel it running down my back and dripping off my forehead.  Then, when I
couldn't take it a second longer, release!  I filled my lover with my
spunk, I felt explosion after explosion of cum burst from my dick, then I
collapsed against him.  Bobby started cumming the moment he felt my hot
fluids bubbling in his hole, his load was spent on my stomach and I felt it
gluing us together as we panted for breath.  I pulled my bikini briefs up,
curled around Bobby, and slept contentedly.

The next morning we were rudely woken by the shock of Tucker jumping on
Bobby's bed.

"Rise and shine boys!" Tucker shouted, as he pulled off the blankets.

"Whoa, what were you guys up to last night?" Tucker chuckled, as he took us
in.

I was still wearing nothing but the black bikini briefs Bobby had given me
and he still wore the bra and stockings I'd given him.  We blushed while we
rubbed the sleep out of our eyes.

"What the hell man, we were sound asleep," Bobby yawned.

"Yeah, well it's almost 11am and if I have to be up, so do you," Tucker
explained, "and be glad it was me that woke you up, not mom or dad, you
might have given them a heart attack."

We looked at each other's scantily clad bodies and giggled a bit.  Tucker
told us that he and Kevin were heading out to the backyard with Barkley and
if we weren't down there in 10 minutes, he'd be back.  The warning was
sufficient to insure that we got up and got dressed.  As we walked into the
kitchen, Bobby's mom handed us each a homemade Danish then shooed us out of
the kitchen so she could concentrate on Thanksgiving Dinner.

Bobby and I spent the day hanging out with the guys and the dog.  I'm used
to the twins, and guys my own age, hanging out with the older boys was an
experience I won't soon forget.  Tucker and Kevin were both cute and really
a lot of fun.  I enjoyed the way they teased Bobby and soon found myself
the victim of their jokes.  They picked on us but it was all good natured
and no one's feelings got hurt.  As dinner time approached, Mr. Sutherland
advised us to come in and clean up.  We went inside and just as I was going
to head off to the bathroom my cell phone rang.

It was Uncle Derek calling to check on me and to wish us all a happy
Thanksgiving.  I assured him I was having fun and that I was behaving, said
a quick holiday greeting to my family and then hung up.  I found my way to
the bathroom and without knocking I walked in on Tucker washing his hands.

"Oh, sorry, I should have knocked," I stuttered.

"Don't worry about it, I'm just washing my hands, come in," said Tucker.

I closed the door behind me and entered, then waited for him to finish.

"Don't you have to pee?" asked Tucker.

"Yeah, I was just waiting..." I started.

"Don't be shy, you're dating Bobby, you're practically family," smiled
Tucker.

I thought about it for a second, it wasn't really any different then peeing
in front of the other boys at school so I stepped up to the toilet and did
my business.

"Not bad," Tucker smirked, as I was zipping my pants back up."

"Thanks," I blushed.

"Bobby said you guys wanted to fool around tonight, after mom and dad go to
bed," stated Tucker.

"Yeah," I blushed again.

"There you go being all shy again," said Tucker as he ruffled my hair.
"Listen, I know my brother and he can be a little pushy, I just wanted to
get you alone for a minute so I could make sure you're ok with being with
me and Kevin."

"Oh, thanks, yeah, it sounds cool," I replied.

"You're sure?" said Tucker.

"Positive," I answered.

"Good," said Tucker, "I've never been with a fire crotch before."

I laughed and then grew slightly bold.

"Well it's only fair, you've seen my cock, let me see yours," I giggled.

"What, now?" Tucker asked.

"Why not?" I responded.

"Ok, sure," said Tucker.

He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, letting them drop down around his
knees.  He was wearing white 2xist briefs, which I thought were incredibly
sexy.  He saw me practically drooling over the large bulge in his shorts
then winked and pulled down his waistband, freeing his 7 incher.  It was
only an inch bigger than mine, but it was thicker and he would have had
more hair but it was neatly manscaped.  I felt myself drawn to Tuckers cock
and without a word; I dropped to my knees and took the head in my
mouth. He'd only been semi erect while showing off but he quickly inflated
to full mast once he felt my soft pink tongue on his sensitive gland.

"Whoa, Rory, now really isn't the time for this," warned Tucker.

I held the head in my mouth and licked it like a kid tasting ice cream for
the first time.  I was fascinated by the taste and texture, this was after
all, the cock that had taken my Bobby's cherry, I wanted to see what it had
to offer and it didn't disappoint.  I tasted a hint of precum on his cock
and sucked greedily.  Tucker abandoned his protests and stroked my hair.

"God damn Rory, are all red heads as bold as you," panted Tucker.

"This is nothing, you should meet my cousins Sean and Patrick," I stated,
taking a brief break from my sucking.

After I'd answered, Tucker, driven by lust, put his hand behind my head and
drew me back to his cock.  I eagerly resumed my happy sucking, bobbing up
and down on my new toy.  I felt the vain on the underside of Tuckers cock
twitch but before he could cum we were interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Hey Tucker, you wanna hurry up, your mother's just about got dinner on the
table," said Mr. Sutherland.

"Fuck," muttered Tucker, "Yeah dad I'll be right there!"

Tucker stuffed his now limp cock back into his undies and helped me to my
feet.  We washed our hands and I started to walk out.  Just as I was
opening the door, Tucker gave me a firm pat on the ass.

"This is definitely going to be a good night," he smirked.

I followed Tucker down to the dining room and took my seat next to Bobby.

"What took you so long?" asked Bobby.

"Tell you later," I answered with a wink.

We ate dinner with the Sutherlands and the O'Brien's, Kevin's parents, and
then whiled away the hours in the family room.  I played the same trick on
everyone that I'd played on Mrs. Sutherland the night before, then played a
few Christmas carols in order to get them in the spirit for the next big
holiday.  Before long the O'Brien's went home, the Sutherlands went to bed
and Bobby and I found ourselves alone in the basement with Tucker and
Kevin.  I'd found a moment to tell Bobby what had happened earlier in the
restroom and he was eager to do some playing of his own.

"So, how do we want to start?" asked Kevin, "Do we pick teams or what?"

"It's you and me big boy," joked Bobby, as he jumped in Kevin's lap.

"I got no problem with that," said Kevin as he rolled on top of Bobby and
started to kiss him.

Tucker and I watched our boyfriends kiss for a moment then he turned to me.

"I guess that leaves me and you," said Tucker, "you're sure you want to do
this?"

"Oh yeah," I replied, a lusty edge to my voice.

Tucker backed me up against the pool table and pressed his lips against
mine.  I'm used to Bobby submitting to my kisses, parting his lips and
letting my tongue probe his mouth.  Tucker was more of a top and I quickly
found myself sucking on his tongue.  I enjoyed my chance to take the less
dominate role and luxuriated in the kiss, until I saw Bobby and Kevin out
of the corner of my eye.  They were already in their underwear and Bobby
was about to pull Kevin's down so he could blow him.

I instantly moved my hands down and started to untie the drawstring on
Tucker's pajama bottoms.  Once that was done I pulled on them and they slid
easily to the floor.  Tucker repeated the maneuver on me and when both of
us had kicked off our pants, he broke our kiss so he could take off his
shirt.  I took off my shirt and stood there facing Tucker.

"These are cute," said Tucker, running his finger along the waist of my
green bikini briefs, the other pair that had come with the pack Bobby
bought me.

"Glad you like them," I replied, dropping to my knees and kissing Tuckers
package.

Tucker let me play for a few minutes but lust won out and before long his
briefs joined his pile of clothes on the floor.  I picked up where I'd left
off that afternoon and started to suck him.  I obviously wasn't counting
time but before long I heard a noise and turned to see Bobby being bent
over the pool table so that Kevin could fuck him.  Bobby had his tummy flat
against the table and pointed his perky little bottom at Kevin.  Just then,
Tucker pulled me to my feet and laid me on my back, next to Bobby.  He
winked at me and then quickly pulled my underwear off.

As Kevin pushed against Bobby and started to fuck him, Tucker dropped
between my legs and started to lap at my hole.  He ate me out with expert
attention.  I felt a tingling in my dick as he fucked me with his tongue
and moaned in pleasure, letting him know I was ready for the main event.
Bobby was right next to me, moaning and grunting in pleasure as Kevin's
balls slapped against his ass.  Tucker lifted my legs and I felt his head
against my opening.  He gave me one last opportunity to back out but when I
told him I was ready, he popped his head inside.

I winced in pain and pleasure.  I'd been fucked before but Tuckers dick was
bigger than any I'd taken and it took getting used to.  Tucker stopped to
check on me but I encouraged him to go on.  It took a few minutes and I
head tears streaming from my eyes but I finally had him buried in my
asshole.  I'd never felt fuller or more stretched out, it hurt but felt
good at the same time and as he started to fuck me, I moaned like a whore.

Bobby was close enough that he leaned in and kissed me while we were
fucked.  I moaned into his mouth, he moaned into mine, and as we took our
fucking, Tucker and Kevin seemed to be locked in a race to see who could
fuck their boy the hardest.  I set off a chain reaction when I just
couldn't take it anymore.  All on its own, my dick shot rope after rope of
hot cum against Tuckers muscular stomach.  When my ass clamped down on his
rod, he filled me with his boiling juices.  Bobby, who had been so excited
to see me get fucked, shot his seed all over his legs and Kevin filled him
to the brim.

We lie there for a few minutes, Tucker and Kevin stroking our bodies.  We
were so satisfied that the guys actually had to pull us to our feet least
we fall asleep there on the pool table.  Once we had managed to get back
into our pajamas, Bobby and I struggled up the stairs and collapsed in his
bed.  We barely had the time to snuggle closely together before we were
carried away by sleep.

Tucker and Kevin left early the next morning.  Bobby and I spent the rest
of the weekend with his parents, who took us around Boston and, mostly for
my benefit, showed us all the historical sites from the American
Revolution.  Sunday morning, we packed up all of our things and climbed
into the back of Judge Sutherland's Mercedes, settling in for the long
drive back to Brewster.  When we pulled into the driveway at my house, I
noticed a strange car parked out front, which appeared to have government
plates.

We walked into the foyer and as I took off my coat, I came face to face
with my father, followed a split second later by my mother.  My mouth
flopped open for a moment, as I struggled to find my words.

"Mom, dad, what are you doing here?" I exclaimed.


Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter finished.  One chapter to go,
stay tuned.