Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 19:55:45 -0500 From: Terrance MacDonald <t_macd@comcast.net> Subject: Brandon and Alex 42 This chapter is NOT brought to you by the US Airways Star Alliance lounge at Ronald Reagan National Airport in Washington DC. Those cheap bastards don't have a smoking lounge like their other airport lounges, nor do they have the free WiFi access I'm used to. And I paid those fuckers $400/year for this? At least the drinks are cheap. It is also certainly not brought to you by the one in the Jacksonville, FL airport, as they don't even have one there. The one in Charlotte, NC is nice though. 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. 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This is not meant to imply that I am advocating the practice of unsafe sex, quite the opposite actually - please take precautions and protect yourself, there's a lot of shit out there that can kill you or make you wish you were dead. Comments and feedback are certainly welcomed at t_macd@comcast.net. I've really enjoyed hearing from everyone who has written, please keep on letting me know what you do and don't like. E-mail me for a complete list (with Nifty Archive links) of my previous stories should you care to do so. Brandon and Alex Chapter Forty Two Doug Summers got up from the metal bench a few minutes after the boy who had just given him a thorough fucking had washed off and left the room. He had met the boy for the first time that day, although they had recognized each other from a single class together at school. He felt mildly ashamed of what he had done - having had sex with the boy even before their first date, and he was physically sore too. The sex had been hard, fast and furious, but very good none the less. His boardie shorts were still around his ankles and as he stood, he stepped out of them and kicked them away, leaving them on the shower room floor. Doug walked naked through the locker room to where the toilets were located and after sitting, expelled the discharge Kelly had left inside him before returning to the shower room. When he flushed, he noticed that there was also a small amount of blood in the bowl, and he hoped that he hadn't been damaged inside. How would he explain it if he had? After he pressed the handle on the toilet to flush the mess away, he walked quickly back to one of the showerheads and started running the water. He made sure that it was as hot as he was able to stand before he stepped into the spray. Somehow he felt he needed the cleansing effect of heat as much as water. Doug stepped away from the spray of the showerhead for a moment and soaped himself. Then he backed into it again, his head bowed to prevent the soap from getting into his eyes as he rinsed off. Once more he moved out of the running water and repeated the soaping process. This time he paid more attention to his butt than anywhere else. He felt that he needed to completely wash away all the remnants of the sex he had just had before he got dressed and went home. In a way he felt dirty - he had fully given himself to Kelly just a few scant hours after being introduced to him. This was sex as casual as it could be. On the other hand, he felt good. Sure, he was sore, but the sex HAD been good. And it had been the first time that he had gone that far with another boy. He had wanted to have full sex before, but it didn't work out. The first, and really the only boy he ever wanted to have sex with had ended up turning him down. Afterwards, Doug had realized that it was his own fault that it had happened. When Kyle had spanked him lightly in his backyard by the pool he had mistakenly thought that Kyle might be interested in tie-up games and more spanking, so he had tried to steer the events of a sleep-over in that direction. Doug had found the idea of being totally under Kyle's control intriguing, but it had freaked Kyle out, and so Kyle had left him. The events of that night still haunted Doug, and he wished there was some way he could go back in time and change them. Then today, he had seen Kyle at the pool with another boy. He didn't know who he was, but Doug was forced to admit that he was cute. He watched them as they looked at each other, and played together in the pool. He could tell that they were truly in love, and Doug felt more than a twinge of jealousy at that realization. Could that be why he had plunged into reckless sex so quickly? - - - Kelly Tucker had transferred into St Pius the year before. It was one of the few schools that still combined junior and senior high school classes in the same set of buildings. Kelly was a year below Doug in school, and attended mostly junior high level classes, but he was in advanced placement mathematics, and as a result was in the same math class as Doug. They had noticed each other, but never met or spoken until earlier that Saturday morning. Kelly had figured Doug to be gay, even though he had never done anything overt to give away his true sexual preference around their school. It was just some sixth-sense that Kelly had which made him think that. As for himself - Kelly didn't think of himself as gay, but one night several months before, at a sleepover with his two best friends who were twin brothers, he had referred to himself as a 'tri-sexual,' following that up by saying that he would try anything once. The sleepover that evening had followed a day in the woods when they had caught three of their other friends skinny-dipping in a stream in the woods near their homes. They had joined in, and ultimately this had lead to a little adolescent experimentation later that night. Kelly's having stated that he would try anything once led to him being the first to experiment with sucking another boy, and he had gone down on both the twins, bringing them close, but not quite to orgasm before they returned the favor and both gave him oral gratification at the same time. Neither one had taken more than just the head of his dick in their mouths, but they both licked the entirety of his dick and sucked on his balls - at the same time. After Kelly had cum, spraying his semen over himself and the faces of both the twins, they got him on his hands and knees, and while Chris Jensen took Kelly's mouth, his brother Riley moved around behind him and slowly worked his stiff shaft into Kelly's ass. From his experience with the twins, Kelly had learned that while sucking a dick wasn't necessarily so bad, be didn't care much for having his asshole violated. He supposed he might try it again sometime, but only if there was going to be some lubricant involved. - - - Doug had certainly noticed Kelly at school - he had rather striking features in Doug's opinion. His dark air contrasted nicely with his fair skin, though he tanned well in the summer and when he did, the sun tended to bleach out his brown hair, making it a much lighter color. And his eyes - Doug definitely noticed them - they were an almost golden color that he found both intriguing and beautiful. Doug had never seen anything like them. It was all he could do not to stare at Kelly Tucker during their math class. Another thing he did was to often make sure that he left the classroom a moment behind Kelly so that he could watch his butt as they walked down the hall toward their next classes. Kelly normally wore his jeans fairly tight, so Doug's view of Kelly's butt as he walked in front of him was quite magnificent. He'd hoped they would have a gym class together, but so far that hadn't happened. Doug had watched Kelly during the one class they had together, and a few times Kelly had looked in his direction while he was doing so. Doug had always quickly averted his eyes when Kelly looked his direction though, and thought his interest hadn't been noticed. Kelly had caught on that Doug was looking at him on several of those occasions, which was the main basis for his thoughts that Doug had an interest in him. Then on that Saturday morning, they were finally introduced by Stephanie, a mutual friend. Upon being introduced, they had acknowledged to her that they had seen each other around the school, and even shared one class together. The two boys had hit it off immediately, and stayed off to one side of their group of friends talking and getting to know each other most of the morning. Inevitably, as it always seems to with teenaged boys, the subject turned to sex... "So, do you have a girlfriend?" Kelly started. "Um, no not really - I just have a lot of friends that are girls, that's all," Doug answered. He was intentionally being evasive. He really liked Kelly, and he didn't want to mess things up by letting on that he was gay. "But you do like me, right?" Kelly persisted. "Well, duh, yeah. I wouldn't have spent most of the morning talking to you if I didn't," Doug replied. He had a feeling he knew what Kelly was getting at, but he really hoped he hadn't been figured out. He didn't think for a moment that this cute boy-god could possibly have feelings for him as well. "No," Kelly whispered, just barely loud enough for Doug to hear. "I mean like, you really like me. Don't you? I've seen you looking at me in school. Don't deny it." And Doug couldn't deny it. It was true. Yet he didn't say anything either. He just looked down at the towel he was lying on and blushed rather deeply. He had been figured out after all. Kelly couldn't help but think the shy way Doug was reacting was cute. Kelly finally decided to let Doug off the hook... "Don't worry," he whispered. "I think you're cute too." Doug couldn't believe what he thought he had just heard. "What?" "I said, I think you're cute too," Kelly repeated, only slightly louder. He didn't want the others in the group to hear. This caused Doug to blush deeply again. Doug got over his initial embarrassment, and the conversation continued. Doug told Kelly about his brief fling with Kyle, leaving out the most embarrassing part, which was exactly why Kyle had walked out on him. Kelly reciprocated, telling Doug about the day he had spent with the Jensen twins, finding their friends skinny-dipping in the stream and joining them, and finally the subsequent sexual experimentation that had followed later that night. Kelly even managed to work his "tri-sexual" line into the conversation, getting a laugh from Doug when he said it. Suddenly, Kelly reached over and tapped Doug's arm. Once he'd gotten Doug's attention he indicated two boys who were spreading towels on lounge chairs nearby. "That's one of the three guys who were skinny-dipping in the woods the day I was telling you about," Kelly confided quietly. Doug couldn't believe his eyes. There in front of them was Kyle Praegler and another boy who looked just a little younger than Kyle and himself. Doug's surprise at Kelly pointing them out caught him just a little off guard. "You know Kyle?" he hissed out, a little louder than he intended to. "No, his name is Joey," Kelly told him. "And keep your voice down." It was only then that Doug realized that Kelly was talking about the younger boy that was with Kyle. Doug tended to be egocentric, focusing only on himself, his wants, and his needs. That was why it took him a moment to realize that Kelly was talking about the other boy. "So is he, um... Is he gay?" Doug asked. "I don't know for sure," Kelly told him. "But you know, when we all left the little pond we were skinny-dipping in, him and Brandon and Alex just wrapped towels around themselves. They didn't have any clothes with them except for their shoes." "What?" Doug asked, surprised. "You mean they were running around in the woods with no clothes on?" "Yeah," Kelly said. "We didn't really notice it at first, but when we all left, they just put on their shoes and wrapped their towels around themselves. It hit me and the twins a few minutes later that they were out there walking around in the woods naked, so I decided to try it too." "You mean you were running around the woods naked too? Where anyone might have seen you?" Doug couldn't believe it. "No, not running," Kelly confided. "I was actually riding my bike, but yeah, I was naked. It felt amazing." Kelly thought for a moment about what Doug had said. "So is Kyle that guy he's with?" "Yeah," Doug admitted. Then he told Kelly about their 'almost relationship.' Of course he did leave out a few details, like asking Kyle to tie him up and spank him. By the time he was finished, Kyle and Joey were in the pool playing in the cool water. Kelly seemed to be lost in thought for a moment before looking over at Doug and whispering, "Dare you to swim out there and yank Kyle's shorts down." Doug considered it for a moment, and then he nodded, confirming that he would take Kelly's dare. Doug waited a couple seconds after nodding his consent to take the challenge before he got up, ran across the grass and the concrete pool deck, then dived into the pool. He had taken as deep a breath as he was able as he dove into the pool, so he was able to reach his target and jerk on the boardie shorts Kyle was wearing before having to turn and swim away. He wasn't successful in getting them down, but he had tried, and that completed the dare as far as he was concerned. Doug swam back to the edge of the pool after trying unsuccessfully to get Kyle's shorts yanked to his knees. He pulled himself out of the pool and went back to his towel and lay down. "So, did you get them down?" Kelly asked. "No," Doug replied, disappointed. "I almost had them, but he grabbed them and I couldn't get them down." "Well you owe me one then," Kelly said. "What?" Doug didn't understand what Kelly meant by that. "You didn't complete the terms of the dare," Kelly explained. "So you have to pay a penalty. I'll let you know what it is later." Oddly, Doug didn't question that at the time. He figured that he would find out exactly what Kelly meant by that later. And that was true - he would find out what Kelly was talking about in terms of a penalty a very short time later. - - - Kelly and Doug went into the changing room together a few minutes after the rest of their friends had left the pool. Doug was curious why Kelly wanted them to both wait until the others had changed and left before they went into the changing room. Once they were inside, he soon found out, Kelly grabbed a towel from the rack by the door and headed toward the showers. Before he'd reached the arch that led to the shower room, he had already pushed his bathing suit down and stepped out of it. Kelly was walking into the showers naked, a towel slung over his shoulder. He motioned for Doug to follow him, and he did. When Kelly pushed Doug back onto the bench, his dick was already hard. Doug's was as well, but it was still contained inside the bright blue board shorts that he was wearing. Those were quickly yanked down past his knees, and Doug found his legs in the air. "Time to pay your penalty," Kelly told him. Still, Doug thought he was going to enjoy this particular 'penalty.' And he did. - - - Kelly had cum inside Doug and after pulling out, wiped the remaining drops from the head of his dick onto Doug's balls before he walked across the room to wash off beneath one of the many showerheads in the room. Doug was still lying on the cold metal bench when Kelly finished washing off. Kelly walked back to him, leaned over and kissed him deeply on the lips. Doug returned the kiss with equal passion, looping an arm around Kelly's neck to hold him as they kissed. When they finally broke apart, Kelly asked Doug if they could see each other again. "Of course we're going to see each other - a lot more!" was Doug's reply. "I'd like that a lot," Kelly told him, then leaned over again and gave Doug a quick peck on the cheek. "I really have to go now; my parents are going to be waiting for me. I'll call you later." Doug felt rather full in his backside, so finally he got up; kicking his shorts aside and walked naked toward the toilets. His thoughts were centered on seeing Kelly some more. He really liked the boy, he had a great personality, and on top of that he was very cute - almost beautiful in fact. Then a realization hit him - he hadn't given Kelly his phone number. How was Kelly going to call him? * * * Kyle and Joey did shower together - even though they were perverting the intent of what Kyle's mother had actually suggested, and somehow managed to refrain from any sort of sexual contact as they did. But they did wash each other, which caused them both to become aroused, but they decided to wait until later to satisfy their urges. When Kyle and Joey got out of the shower they toweled each other dry. It was a very sensual moment for them both, even though there was the thick material between each of their fingers and the others' flesh. Both boys knew that Kyle's mother expected to see them both downstairs for dessert before they went to bed, so he and Joey both put on a pair of boxers and gym shorts. Before they went downstairs Joey also pulled a t-shirt over his head, but Kyle went downstairs bare-chested. Kyle's mother prepared them each a dish of ice cream with hot fudge over the top when they came back down from taking their shower. She set the bowls in front of them at the kitchen table when they had sat down. She gave her son a semi-disapproving look and asked him why he hadn't bothered to put a shirt on like his guest had done. "Aw Mom, come on," Kyle groused. "You never said anything about it before." "Yes," she continued to scold him. "But you don't usually have company over, and he was polite enough to put a shirt on. Now go get a shirt." Kyle ran up the two flights of stairs to his new bedroom to get a shirt, and his mother sat down at the table with a smaller dish of ice cream than she had fixed for the boys. "So, how did you and Kyle meet?" she asked. "It was at a pick-up football game..." Joey started, and paused for a moment. It was sort of true after all. They were playing football, and the intent of the game had been for him to pick up Kyle. He continued, "...and Kyle was riding by on his bike. One of the guys over-threw a pass and it sort of hit Kyle's bike. So he ended up playing with us, and that's about it." And once again, that was mostly true. Kyle had ended up playing with the group of boys, in more ways than Joey was going to let on to Kyle's mother. Joey's answers had satisfied Peggy Praegler's curiosity about how the boys had met, which was good. Kyle returned to the kitchen, now wearing a light blue t-shirt, and sat down in front of his ice cream. "Joey was just telling me about how you boys met," his mother said to him as he picked up his spoon and began to eat. Kyle paused just for a second at that remark and almost dropped his spoon, but quickly recovered as he realized that Joey wouldn't have revealed anything compromising about they day they had finally met. Fortunately his mother didn't catch the look that quickly crossed his face or his near mishap with the spoon, but Joey did. "I told her about you getting hit with the football..." Joey told him. "Yeah, that was kind of embarrassing," Kyle admitted. "After all, I'm going to be the first-string quarterback next year, after Michael graduates, and here I am, getting hit by a pass and knocked off my bike." "Knocked off your bike?" Peggy asked. "Joey didn't mention that." "I just lost my balance, mom. I didn't get hurt or anything," Kyle told her. Peggy accepted Kyle's answer and turned her attention back to Joey. "Do you play football Joey?" Peggy asked. "No, not really, I mean, not on a team or anything like Kyle, just games around the neighborhood." Joey seemed a little embarrassed as he said that, so Mrs. Praegler let the subject drop. She rinsed her dish in the sink and put it into the dishwasher. "Well, I'm going to bed boys. Kyle, make sure you put your dishes in the washer and start it before you go to bed." "I will Mom," Kyle replied. After Kyle's mother left the kitchen, the two boys finished their ice cream in silence, though they did exchange a few knowing looks - looks that they could each tell showed their mutual attraction and lust. - - - Twenty minutes later Kyle and Joey climbed the stairs leading up to Kyle's new bedroom. They had started the dishwasher as Kyle's mother asked before leaving the kitchen, and it seemed to be the only thing making any noise in the house, even if that noise was minimal. Once they reached the second floor they could no longer even hear it. Kyle shut the door behind them as they started up the stairs to his room. He knew what he wanted that night from Joey, and what he was sure Joey wanted from him as well. As he turned the lock on the door behind him, he hoped that as quiet as the house was they wouldn't make too much noise. When Kyle reached the top of the stairs, Joey was already sitting on top of his head, facing him. His t-shirt was already on the floor next to the bed, and he was slipping his shorts and underwear off his legs to join them. Joey leaned back on his elbows and spread his legs apart in an inviting sort of way. His penis wasn't even what you would call semi-hard in its present state, but it was definitely thickening up. Kyle accepted Joey's apparent invitation and knelt between his legs. He took Joey's cock in his hand, holding it up and lowered his head until his lips just barely touched the head. First he kissed it lightly, then he licked at the little slit at the end. As he did this, Joey's body spasmed slightly from the touch of Kyle's tongue at what was definitely one of the most sensitive places on his body. He let out a small moan as Kyle's head dropped down further and his dick disappeared into the warm, wet mouth. Joey's dick became fully hard fairly quickly from Kyle's enthusiastic oral ministrations, but once it had inflated to its fully erect state, Kyle stopped. Joey looked up at him, a puzzled expression on his face as Kyle stood and removed his clothes. "That's not the way I want it tonight sweetness," he explained. "Lie back on the bed." Joey moved around so that his head was on one of the pillows, and Kyle climbed on the bed. Kyle straddled him, and then leaned forward. Joey thought Kyle was coming in for a kiss, but his leaning was to retrieve a small tube of KY lubricant from his nightstand drawer. Kyle caught the look on his face and understood. He kissed Joey deeply on the lips. Once the kiss was broken, Kyle straightened and uncapped the lube. He applied it first to his own hole, and then rubbed a generous portion on the entire length of Joey's raging erection. Once the cap was returned to the end of the tube, Kyle tossed it down on the bed. He then reached behind himself, and holding Joey's erection straight up toward its target, lowered himself down onto it. Kyle sank down slowly, flinching a little and easing back up slightly every so often as the thickness of Joey's dick pushed into the soft flesh of his rectum. Once he had finally gotten the entire length of Joey's shaft inside him, he stopped for a moment and rested. His rear felt very full and his heart was hammering. Then after a moment he started moving again, gradually coming up a little farther with each movement before sinking all the way back down. Once Kyle was comfortable with the penetration, he slipped off of Joey and lay back on his bed. He pulled his legs up, in an indication for Joey to get on top, which he did eagerly. Kyle came first, getting off on the enthusiastic pounding he was getting from Joey. When this happened, the involuntary contractions his ring made, squeezing on Joey's shaft sent him over the edge as well. After they had both cum, they rested together, Joey lying atop Kyle until his dick softened to the point that it slipped free from Kyle's hole. When he felt Joey's dick slip free, Kyle lifted his head to kiss Joey on the forehead, then told him, "You're next, but that will have to wait a little while. I'm spent." Joey returned the kiss and told Kyle "I'll hold you to that." And he would too. It had been a long time since Joey had bottomed, and he wanted to experience that feeling again, and soon. Hopefully later that night after they'd had a chance to rest and recharge. * * * Arthur and Helene Connor left the house again, as quietly as they had returned once Helene's curiosity about their son's sexual activity had been satisfied. She had paged their driver to let him know they were ready to leave again, so as soon as the limousine had returned they resumed their journey to their weekend away. Once in the back of the car, and with the privacy screen closed so the driver would not hear any of their conversation, Arthur asked his wife "So what do you think we should do about this dear?" "Do? Why should we do anything dear? Robert is fourteen years old. In a lot of places that's considered a man. He's made his own decisions for a long time. I just wanted to know if some of the noises I thought I'd heard coming from his bedroom where what I thought they were." "In some societies yes, but not the one we live in Helene. Those boys were all minors in the eyes of the law, and they were practically having an orgy in our pool." Arthur's recent brush with the law after his DUI incident, combined with the fact that he was a lawyer made him appreciate a little more the potential legal ramifications of what they had seen. Helene was unconvinced. "Fiddlesticks," she said. "Those boys were all about the same age, so I don't see any issues with it at all. In fact, I think that our young Robert's sexual proclivities might make him just a little more interesting." "More interesting? I surely don't understand what you mean." Arthur was confused by her comment. "Well, the world is certainly turning more liberal. That we have a homosexual son might be useful in some social circles you know." She stated that as complete fact, and didn't even realize how odd it might have sounded. It definitely sounded bizarre to Arthur, but he decided to let it pass without comment. He just figured his wife had consumed a few too many martinis. Arthur didn't have quite as liberal a viewpoint as Helene did. It really astounded him that she could be taking this attitude, considering what they had just discovered about their only child, even if he himself had barely ever even acknowledged Bobby's existence. He definitely didn't see it as a social climbing point as his wife obviously did. For that matter, many of their friends weren't even aware that they had a child, let alone was that was fourteen years old. And certainly not a fourteen year old who was a homosexual. - - - Steven and Carson, Brandon and Alex continued to make out on the concrete pool deck as Bobby and Michael did the same on the pool lounge chair. None of them had any idea they had been seen by Bobby's parents, let alone that they had even been back to the house. Both the couples on the concrete were getting a little uncomfortable on the rough surface, and eventually got up and came over to Bobby and Michael. They stood by the lounge chair watching the two in their passionate embrace for a couple moments. Carson finally spoke. "Don't you two think we ought to all get a room?" Bobby was on top of Michael when Carson asked the question, and lifted his head and turned to look at the other two couples standing above them. "Yeah, I suppose we could go inside," he said. "Is everyone dry? My mother would have a fit if we track anything in on the carpet." Alex made an observation out loud... "We're probably drier than you are at the moment." Steven and Carson both snickered at the comment. Brandon gave him a light backhanded slap on his arm and told him, "That was your outside voice again." When Bobby rolled off of Michael and stood though, Alex's guess proved correct. Both Bobby and Michael were leaking pre-cum, and were in fact far wetter from that than any of the other four boys. Michael picked up a towel and first wiped the mess from Bobby's stomach, and then the tip of his dick. Then he did the same to himself. Once he was done he stood, took Bobby's hand and they led the others through the house and up to Bobby's bedroom. When they got to Bobby's room, all three couples fell onto Bobby's bed. They did stay paired off in couples, though it was impossible to keep from some touching between them as they squirmed about on the bed. It was Brandon and Alex who scooted around on the bed first, moving to the far side and now relatively perpendicular to the other two couples. Alex lay on his stomach and pushed one of the pillows under his middle to raise his butt up, making it easier for Brandon to mount him. Brandon wasn't so sure about going without lube though. He and Alex had never done 'the deed' dry. He was leaking pre-cum by now; equally as much or more than either Bobby or Michael had been earlier. He was starting to hope this would be enough when he spotted the bottle of hand lotion on the night stand next to Bobby's bed. Brandon reached forward, inadvertently spearing Alex between his cheeks with his rock-hard shaft as he did. He hadn't lifted his body up far enough before reaching for the bottle. Alex let out a little squeal when he was poked by the tip of Brandon's dick. This got the attention of the other two couples on the bed, and they all moved off the bed and into the chairs in front of the computer table that stretched across the wall next to Bobby's bed. Bobby sat on Michael's lap in one chair; Carson sat on Steven's in the other. They were all facing the bed, watching what happened as Brandon used the hand lotion to lube up both his own dick and Alex's hole. At this point they were both oblivious to the fact that they had an audience. Brandon eased himself down, slowly penetrating his lover. Alex was well used to his size, and pressed back up into him, causing Brandon's penetration to be quicker than he had intended it to be. The other four watched from their chairs as Brandon sank lower and lower into Alex. Carson couldn't help but play with Steven's hardness as they watched the two slightly younger boys going at it on Bobby's bed. In the other chair, Bobby sat in Michael's lap. Michael's arms were wrapped around him, but Bobby was able to sense that Michael wasn't really having as much fun as the others were. Bobby gave Michael a quick kiss on his cheek and whispered into his ear, "What's wrong sweetie?" "Something just doesn't feel right about this baby," Michael whispered back. Bobby reached down into Michael's lap and found his cock. It had thickened a little, but clearly wasn't even halfway hard. Bobby thought he knew what to do to get Michael more interested in what they were doing. He slid off Michael's lap and knelt in front of him. Then he took Michael into his mouth. On the chair next to them, Carson had eased himself over on Steven's lap and was slowly working himself down onto his stiff rod. He was taking his time, as the only lubricant they were using was some of his spit that he had rubbed on the shaft. He did continue to ease himself down on the stiff pole that was being offered to him though. Meanwhile, on the bed, Brandon was nearing his climax. Alex was responding so enthusiastically beneath him that he was about to completely lose control. He had lost all sense that they were being watched, and that they were in unfamiliar surroundings and in the presence of the two other couples. Brandon was concentrating only on the feelings centered in his smaller head as it rubbed back and forth over Alex's prostate. Beneath him, and now with his legs high in the air, his toes curled, Alex was thinking solely of the same thing. Brandon felt his cum starting to boil in his balls, and then begin to overflow. He knew it would only be seconds before he could hold back no longer and it would be released into his lover. He bent his neck down so that he could give Alex a quick kiss on the lips, and as he did, he lost all control. As Alex felt Brandon unleash the torrent inside him, he could no longer resist either, and spewed his own seed over his chest and stomach. Brandon rolled off of Alex, and they lay together on Bobby's bed, side by side, still unaware of their surroundings. They regained consciousness of exactly where they were when they felt Steven and Carson return to the bed beside them. They hadn't been all that comfortable in the chair, so when they saw that the other couple on the bed had finished, they returned. And they had watched Brandon and Alex, even as they themselves began their own act of anal copulation in the chair facing the bed. Carson knelt on the bed on all fours, and Steven moved in behind him, holding his hard shaft down, aiming it at Carson's hole. This time he penetrated Carson quickly, driving in his complete length in one motion. As he was doing this, Alex whispered a comment to Brandon - "I've never heard of one that curves out that way. Don't they normally curve back toward your body?" "I don't know," Brandon whispered back. "But his boyfriend sure seems to enjoy it." And he did. While Carson played the top role some, the unique curvature Steven's dick had rubbed him in just the right way when he bottomed, and this was the position that he preferred. As Steven drew his dick out and drove it back in almost relentlessly, Carson let out excited little squeals. His pleasure was certainly obvious to Brandon and Alex. Michael had his eyes closed. He still didn't care for the group situation Bobby had gotten them into. Still, he slumped back into the chair as Bobby sucked at him. He was having difficulty reaching a full erection due to his discomfort with the situation, but Bobby did have a certain oral talent, and was gradually bring Michael to his full length. Michael slumped lower in the chair, willing himself to ignore the sounds of Carson's squeals and the slapping of Steven's balls against him. Then finally he slumped down too far, sliding off the chair and landing unceremoniously on the floor with a thump. This caused his penis to quickly exit Bobby's mouth. This was just as well, as when Michael hit the floor; it caused Bobby to erupt in a short fit of giggles. Michael was a bit stunned when he hit the floor, but the carpeting was thick and heavily padded, so he wasn't hurt by the short fall. He did in fact have to laugh himself at the comicality of the situation. Then, once Bobby recovered his composure and again lowered his head over his dick, Michael threw his head back and let himself feel nothing but the warmth and wetness of Bobby's mouth. Finally he was able to concentrate more fully on Bobby's ministrations, again with his eyes shut. Brandon and Alex had shifted their positions on the bed so they could look back and forth between the two other pairs of boys, the ones who hadn't gotten off yet. Both the other pairs were now either unaware or careless of the fact that they were being watched. - - - After Brandon and Alex had taken their turn in Bobby's bathroom to clean up, Steven and Carson took theirs. When they came back into Bobby's bedroom, they found the two younger boys were gone. "They said they needed to get home," Michael explained. He and Bobby were now sitting in the chairs between Bobby's computer table and his bed, and they were both still naked. "We should probably get going too," Carson acknowledged. With that, he took Steven's hand and led him down to the back patio by the pool to collect their clothes. Once they had gone, Michael finally told Bobby how he had felt about the afternoon's activities. "You know, I really didn't like what you got us into this afternoon," he started. He was able to tell by the crestfallen look on Bobby's face when he said that - this was not going to be an easy conversation. * * * 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.