Date: Wed, 28 May 2008 10:12:41 -0400 From: Terrance MacDonald <t_macd@comcast.net> Subject: Brandon and Alex 41 This story involves sexual situations between teen boys, so if you aren't supposed to be looking at things like this wherever you live or this makes you squeamish, please leave this story/site now and/or move to a place where things like this are acceptable. Likewise, if you aren't old enough to look at filth like this wherever you happen to be, or if you or are a card-carrying member of the Moral-Minority, shoo, go away. I certainly can't control whether you do or not, but you have been warned. As always, I would like to thank my good friends, Mike and Dave for being my editors and proof-readers on this story, as well as offering some really helpful assistance along the way. Thanks also go to the Nifty Archive for hosting this and all the other stories. They do take donations to defray operating expenses, so please help them out if you can. 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Brandon and Alex Chapter Forty One Michael and Bobby got to Bobby's house with about twenty minutes to spare before the other four boys would arrive for their impromptu pool party. They filled a cooler with soft drinks and ice, and then took that and plenty of snacks out by the pool. Once they had everything set up they went into the pool house to change into swim suits. Bobby chose a blue Speedo with yellow squares in a checker-board pattern on the front. Michael picked out a pale orange one. Bobby told Michael that he thought it was a good choice as the color complemented his hair and skin tones. They were lying back on pool lounges sunning when the others arrived. It was Michael's hope that their wearing swim suits when the others arrived would set the tone for the afternoon, keeping things from getting completely out of hand. Still, he had his doubts and as it would turn out, rightfully so. Brandon and Alex followed Steven and Carson to Bobby's house. As they left their bikes on the front yard and walked up the steps onto the front porch, Alex commented on how nice the house was as he admired the stone facade. Brandon was more impressed with the home's proximity to the beach. When Steven and Carson led them inside, they were both startled by the museum-like appearance of the inside. Steven and Carson kicked off their shoes and socks, and left them next to Michael and Bobby's in the entry hall. Steven directed the other pair of boys to do the same. Carson explained to them that Bobby's mother had some sort of phobia about dirt, and while adults were allowed to wear their shoes in the house, she had this quirky rule that Bobby and his friends could not. Steven speculated that Bobby had probably tracked some dirt into the house at some point, and his mother, not liking to clean up after him, had decided to prohibit all non-adults from wearing shoes indoors. From there, Steven and Carson led the two younger boys barefoot through the house and out onto the pool deck. The concrete was very warm under their feet. Brandon and Alex were both awed by the cleanliness of the house as they passed through. Still, there was something else about it. The house seemed almost sterile, just a house and not really a home. Alex, always the more sensitive, commented on this. "Yeah, but that's just the way Bobby's parents are," Carson told them. "Most of the time it's like they regard Bobby as something inconvenient that happened to them. It really makes me feel sorry for him. They'll buy him anything he wants, but it's never seemed like they really love him." Because of his own home situation, mainly his father's homophobia, but also the way his mother always gave in to his father's wishes, Alex felt he could understand better than anyone else what Bobby's home life must be like. Not being able to have a real connection with his parents - he knew exactly what that was like. The main difference between them was that while Alex was almost afraid of his parents, Bobby was not. Brandon and Alex both gasped in awe as they walked out onto the pool deck. The backyard at Bobby's house was amazing to them. If the front had impressed them, the back did even more so. Neither had expected the pool to be the size it was, nor did they anticipate the pool house or the tennis court that lay beyond. Then their eyes fell on Bobby and Michael, resting on their lounge chairs. Sure, they had seen both of them naked before, they had even seen them having sex in the woods. There was something different, almost more erotic about seeing them lying by the pool in the skimpy swim suits though; perhaps it was the anticipation of what lay beneath the thin layer of cloth that was stretched across their private parts. Michael sat up, swinging his legs out and putting his feet down on the concrete when the others came out. "There are some swim suits and towels over in the pool house..." he started, but Carson cut him off. "No, that's okay. We're fine," he said as he stripped off his shirt, dropping it on the concrete and unfastening his shorts as the others watched, five sets of eyes all glued to him. A couple seconds later he dove into the pool, naked. Steven looked at Michael, shrugged and followed Carson's lead. He got the idea from the look on Michael's face that he was a bit annoyed with them going into the pool naked. He didn't understand what could be bothering Michael. They had been skinny-dipping any number of times there before, so he really didn't see what was causing his misgivings about it today. Brandon and Alex stood rooted in place. They weren't shocked by Steven and Carson stripping off and diving into the pool so much as surprised. Brandon finally turned to Alex and asked, "Do you think we should?" Alex was positive he knew exactly what Brandon was getting at. He shrugged and allowed, "Well, looks like it's fifty-fifty so far, and I'm game if you are." "Let's do it!" Brandon said. "After all, the whole idea of coming over here was because they wanted to see my dick, so I might as well go ahead and show it." With that, Brandon dropped his shorts and kicked them up onto an adjacent chair. Then he pulled his shirt over his head, tossed it on top of his shorts. Then he followed Steven and Carson by diving into the pool. It only took Alex a fraction of a second to follow suit. Bobby looked and Michael and commented, "He does have a pretty big tool, even soft." Then a wave of guilt swept over him as he recalled that Billy too was well endowed, and how similarly proportioned he and Brandon were. He flashed back to that morning in the shower, and remembered noticing how the few sparse, blonde pubic hairs, barely visible when dry, had darkened and become more apparent once they became wet. Bobby really did love Michael, and he didn't feel good about having cheated on him. Still, he couldn't quite bring himself to tell Michael what he had done. Michael noticed the disturbed expression on Bobby's face and asked him what was wrong. "Oh nothing," he lied. Then, standing up, Bobby pushed the swim suit down his legs and kicked it away. "Come on, let's join them," he said as he smiled and held out his hand to Michael. Michael assumed that Bobby's uncomfortable look was for the same reason that he had misgivings about what was going on. * * * When Kyle and Joey walked into the locker room to change the first thing they noticed was the three little boys they had seen earlier. They were quiet now though, and peeking around the corner of the wide opening that lead into the shower room. Joey looked over at Kyle and whispered quietly, "What do you think they're watching?" "That's the shower room," Kyle whispered back. Joey and Kyle made the assumption that the boys who had been checking them out when they changed earlier were watching someone in the shower room much in the same manner. They didn't expect to see what they did when they approached the opening that led to the large communal shower area. It was Kyle's plan to embarrass the little boys by walking by them into the showers, possibly even slapping one on the back of the head as they passed. Then they heard the sounds. The noises were fairly unmistakable, even though they weren't very loud. Kyle put his arm out and stopped Joey just behind the three youngsters. Their attention was still completely focused on what was going on in front of them. It was easier to tell now exactly what they were able to hear from in the shower room. It was the unmistakable sounds of sex. And it was happening right there and then, just ahead of them in the shower room. Kyle stepped slightly to his left so that he was able to see inside. Joey tagged along, staying right next to him. The three tiny voyeurs had not even noticed their presence. They were both quite surprised by the sight that greeted them. There were several low, brushed aluminum benches bolted to the floor around the shower room, and it was on one of them where the noises were coming from. Lying on his back on the bench was a brunette boy with a deep tan, though it was slightly lighter at his middle. His legs were folded up over his body, and his bright blue boardie shorts were at his ankles. The other boy had dark hair and fair skin. And he was holding the first boy's ankles and pounding away, the sound of his balls slapping against the other boy's butt almost masking their low moans. As it turned out, Kyle knew the boy who was on the receiving end and Joey knew the boy who was giving. They would come to realize this a little while later when they got a chance to discuss the sight they had just seen. Kyle motioned for Joey to back off, back toward the lockers, and quietly they slipped away, still undetected. They changed in silence and slipped out of the locker room. As they walked back toward the clubhouse, Joey remarked to Kyle "I know one of those guys. I had no idea he was into guys though. I always thought he was completely straight." "Which one was he?" Kyle asked. "The guy that was doing the fucking," Joey told him. "He used to go to school with me. I even used to sort of have a crush on him." "I know the other one," Kyle said. "He's the one that tried to get your shorts down in the pool..." Joey let that thought trail off. "Yeah," Kyle said. "You remember the guy I told you about? The one I almost got involved with? That was him." "He was the one who wanted you to tie him up and do the spanking shit to him, right?" Joey asked. "Yeah, that's right," Kyle answered. "I wonder what that would be like. I mean, being into getting spanked like that. Do you think that's like the only way he can get off?" Joey was becoming more curious, but not so curious as to want to try spanking, or any other sort of bondage activities. Joey figured that sort of thing was just weird. Still, there was a question in the back of his mind. 'What would it be like to be so completely under the control of someone else?' That question nagged at him. * * * Michael assumed that Bobby's uncomfortable look was for the same reason that he had misgivings about what was going on. That wasn't the case at all in reality. Bobby was contemplating what young Billy was going to look like in a few years and comparing that vision to Brandon. Sure, Brandon's hair was a little darker and he was older, but other than that, the similarities in the proportions of their bodies were amazing. Michael took Bobby's hand and stood. He remained motionless as Bobby pushed his swim suit down over his ass, and then dropped to his knees to pull it the rest of the way down Michael's legs. Finally Bobby stood back up and gave Michael a quick peck on his lips as Michael stepped out of the suit and kicked the small piece of cloth away. Then Bobby took Michael's hand once more and led him toward the pool. They were still holding hands as they dove into the cool water together. They surfaced together, as one. It was almost as if they had practiced the dive together, even though they hadn't. Then they turned inward and kissed. This time deeply. As they kissed, Michael reached around and cupped Bobby's butt cheeks, one in each hand, drawing their middles closer together. This contact caused both their penises to begin to swell, but they broke apart before either became embarrassingly hard. Michael used both hands to brush Bobby's wet hair away from his face and quietly said "I love you babe." "Love you too," Bobby said. Then he quickly kissed Michael's lips once more, gave his penis a brief squeeze, ducked under the water and swam away. He surfaced in the shallow end of the pool near where the other two couples had gathered in a corner. A set of concrete steps was built into the pool there. Brandon was sitting on the top step, the water just at his waist and the others surrounded him there in sort of a semi-circle. After Bobby shook the water out of his ears, the first thing he heard was Carson saying "Well, go on, show us please..." Carson drew that last word out so that it sounded more like a whiney 'Puleeeeze' than anything else. At that, Steven mimicked his boyfriend, and Alex and Bobby both joined in - "Yeah Puleeeeze." This got Brandon to lift up from the top step and sit on the edge of the pool instead, and in doing so, put himself on display for the others. He spread his legs apart so they could see everything more clearly. As Bobby moved in, he was expecting to see hair growing on Brandon's inner thighs. This wasn't the case though. Even though his penis was nearly as large as Michael's, the rest of his development was more in line with a fourteen year old. Well, in terms of the pubic hair anyway. His balls were proportional to his dick in terms of development, and hanging low beneath it. They seemed to be smooth and hairless, the same as his own. In comparison, Michael had a little bit of hair on his - the only one in the group who did. Michael was also the only one in the group that was feeling uneasy at the time. Even more now than he had earlier, Michael didn't like where he thought this was leading. Then Bobby moved in closer between Brandon's outstretched legs and reached out, bringing his hand up from underneath to cup Brandon's balls. "Hmm, heavy," he observed. Then he lowered his hand gently, so as not to let them just drop and backed away. Once Bobby had backed away, Alex stepped up between Brandon's legs and said, "Now, since you all wanted to see him hard, let me show you how it's done!" With that said; he directed Brandon to lie back on the edge of the pool and went down between his legs. Brandon leaned back, keeping his legs spread as far apart as possible so that Alex could do whatever he wanted. Alex leaned in, giving Brandon's crack a quick sweep with his tongue, and then began to concentrate on his perineum and balls. He sucked Brandon's entire sack into his mouth, and from what the other four boys could tell as they looked on, both Brandon and Alex were enjoying themselves immensely. And they were. Alex sucked on Brandon's balls for a couple minutes before letting them slip gently out of his mouth and licking up the shaft of Brandon's rapidly hardening dick. Then he dove down on it. The others were surprised that he was able to take it all until they reflected that he had been practicing on that very organ. Brandon's legs were lifted high in the air as Alex went down on him, and as they watched, standing next to each other in the pool, Steven thought this would be the perfect opportunity to goose Carson. He didn't expect Carson to jump nearly as much as he did when his finger touched that soft, sensitive spot between his cheeks. But he did. Brandon and Alex were rather preoccupied and didn't notice, but Bobby and Michael did. "Oh no you don't..." Michael said as he caught Bobby's mischievous grin. Then he wrapped his arms around him, pulling him in for a kiss. Still, as Bobby's hands wrapped themselves around Michael's butt, one of his fingers did slip up slightly into his hole. Michael didn't jump as Bobby had expected him to do, but then he knew his boyfriend well enough that Bobby's intrusion wasn't entirely unanticipated. Steven and Carson continued to watch Brandon and Alex. It was very apparent from the way Alex was performing that the two younger boys had been sexually active for some time. They had no idea just how long that had been going on, but it seemed obvious that they had a decent amount of sexual experience. Finally Alex came up for air and sat on the pool's edge next to Brandon. Steven and Carson were now able to see that Alex was as hard as Brandon. Bobby and Michael broke their embrace at about the same time and returned their attention back toward the others. Brandon was leaning back, resting on his elbows. The circumcised tip of his erection was clearly past his navel, amazing the other boys. As soon as he caught his breath, Alex asked the four onlookers, "Anyone else want to have a go at it now?" This prompted Brandon to give him a playful punch in the arm, and then roll over on top of him, grasping the sides of his head as he did, pulling him in for a kiss as Alex lay back onto the concrete. Brandon took a second to lift his head up from their embrace just for a moment to look back at the others. "He wasn't serious. You guys carry on with each other, this one's all mine, and I'm all his." * * * "I don't know," Kyle told Joey. "I couldn't understand the spanking stuff that he wanted to do, and getting tied up. Really, it just kind of freaked me out." "Yeah, I guess it would," Joey replied. Somewhere in the back of his mind though, Joey wondered what it would be like to be dominated like what the other boy had wanted Kyle to do to him. Knowing how Kyle felt about it though, he tried to push those thoughts from his mind. When they joined Kyle's parents in the dining room, they were only a few minutes late. Kyle's father didn't say anything, but made a point of looking at his watch as the boys arrived at the table. Kyle took note of this and apologized for being late as they sat down. Kyle's mother took note of their appearance, their hair still disheveled from swimming and the smell of chlorine about them. "You didn't shower after your swim," she commented. "Um, no Ma'am," Kyle started. "There was... There was um..." "There was a problem with the showers," Joey finished for him. "Well I hope you let someone know about it," Kyle's mother said. "Um, yes Ma'am, someone knows about it." Kyle didn't consider this a lie to his mother - there had been a problem in the showers that kept them from being able to wash off, and someone else DID know about it, even if it was just a group of three young boys. Their conversation lapsed into small talk as they waited for dinner, and continued as they ate. After they were finished, Kyle and Joey rode with his mother in her car as his father needed to make a stop at his office on the way home. Once again, they sat together in the back seat. Kyle's mother's car was a Chrysler Magnum station wagon, but it definitely rode like a sports car, and she drove it as if it were. They were back to Kyle's house in half the time it had taken to get from there to the club riding with his father. When they were leaving the garage headed into the Praegler home, Kyle's mother reminded them that they hadn't showered after leaving the pool before dinner: "You boys run upstairs and shower right away. You need to get that chlorine off you; you both absolutely stink of it. I'll fix us all some desert while you're getting cleaned up." Joey and Kyle glanced at each other, and then replied as one "Yes Ma'am." With that, they ran upstairs to Kyle's room to get in the shower. When they got to Kyle's room, they both stripped down to get in the shower. Joey looked Kyle in the eyes and asked, "Do you really think she meant we should shower together?" "Well, she did say right away," Kyle replied. "And I can't think of any better way to wash off right away than to do it together." * * * Steven and Carson came up out of the pool and sat on the edge next to the steps where Brandon and Alex were lying together on the concrete. Glancing at each other, they shrugged. "Might as well join them," Steven said as he drew Carson in for a kiss. In the pool, Bobby and Michael watched as the other two couples embraced and kissed passionately on the edge of the pool. "Looks like fun," Bobby said. "You think we should do that too?" As Bobby spoke, he turned toward Michael and cupped his hand under Michael's testicles, lifting them slightly. Michael looked at Bobby and smiled as his boyfriend grinned back at him. How could he resist? He reached down and picked Bobby up, cradling him in his arms as he walked up out of the pool. They both looked down at the two couples making out on the concrete as Michael walked between them. As Michael deposited Bobby on the pool lounge chair, Bobby reached his head up to give Michael a peck on his lips. From above, in his parents' room, they looked down at the scene below. Helene Connor turned to her husband and simply stated, "See, I told you so." * * * Comments and feedback are welcomed at t_macd@comcast.net (I will answer all e-mails sent to me, but please realize that my job requires me to travel a great deal, so it might take a while sometimes), flamers will be ignored by me, but will meet with an untimely and horrible demise as the result of the curse of the old gypsy woman who lives across the lake from me, and has inexplicably taken a liking to me. Anger her at your own risk. If you would like to be notified by e-mail when new chapters of my stories are posted, let me know, and I will add you to my notification list.