Date: Wed, 22 Nov 2006 07:05:37 -1000
From: Chris Parker <lavarock69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Kyle and his brothers 6

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KYLE AND HIS
BROTHERS, Part 6

After Sam went to his room, Kyle, Jeff, and I put our boxers back on and
went to bed, leaving the door open.  Jeff slept on the futon again.  I fell
asleep right away, and woke up the next morning to the sound of the shower
running.  Kyle was apparently in there, since he wasn't in bed.  I had a
partial morning boner, and knowing the parade of naked brothers was about
to begin sent my dick to full-blown hardness.

Sam came walking in, naked and at half mast, and sat next to me on the bed.
I was uncovered, and he saw my tent.  He reached through the fly of my
boxers and pulled out my dick, then started to stroke it.

We heard someone peeing in the other bathroom, and a moment later Matty
came walking in.  He watched Sam jack my pole, and his own little dick
popped up.  It was the first time we'd seen each other hard.  His boner was
actually pretty cute.  Only about three inches long at the most, it pointed
straight up, and his helmet was a deep reddish purple.  His little nuts
were pulled tight in their sack.

Jeff got up, shed his boxers, gave his own boner a few strokes, then went
into the bathroom to piss.  Kyle finished his shower about the same time.
It turned out Jon was in there with him.  Jeff stuck his head out the
bathroom door and told Matty to join him in the shower.  I told Sam he'd
better stop jacking me; I wanted to save my jizz for later.  He went and
sat down on one of the chairs while Kyle and Jon finished drying themselves
off.

I lay on the bed with my hands behind my head, staring at the ceiling.  My
dick was still sticking out of my boxers.  Kyle asked me what I was
thinking about.  "Genetics," I said.  "What?" he asked, obviously not
expecting that answer.  I sat up and explained.  "I was just thinking about
how you guys are so alike in some ways and so different in others."

"How so?" he asked.  "Well," I said, "it's easy to tell by looking at you
that you're all brothers.  Even though the younger dudes have lighter hair,
and the twins are pretty dark, you guys look a lot alike in your faces.
But not downstairs.  Jeff has more fur than you, the twins have their thick
bushes and skinny little dicks, Jon has his monster.  If you guys were in a
lineup with hoods over your heads, nobody would ever guess you were
brothers.  Except for the twins."

The three brothers laughed.  "Yeah," Kyle said, "that's true.  We don't
think our faces look that much alike, but we hear it from other people all
the time.  You're the only person outside our family and our doctor who
knows what we all look like naked.  I can't explain the dick and pubes
stuff, it's just how we are."

I laid back down again and jacked my dick a little.  The twins came in.  As
they walked past me they each gave my helmet a squeeze.  I decided I'd
better put my dick back inside my boxers.  "You two take a shower next,"
Kyle told them, "and make it fast.
  Chris and Sam still have to go."  Jeff and Matty finished up, and the
twins took their place.  "You guys don't mind taking a shower together, do
you?" Kyle asked Sam and me.  "Not at all," we replied.  Sam gave me a
wink.
  Jon headed back to his room, and as he walked past me I grabbed his
awesome salami.  I really wanted to suck the sweet jizz out of that big boy
again, but it would have to wait.

The twins finished, and Kyle asked if the water was still hot.  "Yeah,
plenty," David answered.  Sam and I pissed, then got in the shower and
closed the glass doors.  They were frosted and textured, so you couldn't
really see through them at all.  I turned on the water and we made out for
a little while.  I dropped to my knees.  Sam gave his dick a few strokes,
then stuck it in my mouth.  He ran his fingers through my wet hair as I
sucked him good.

I wanted so badly to make Sam cum, to taste and eat it.  We had hardly done
anything the day before.  He put his hands on my shoulders and fucked my
mouth.  Within a minute or so his grip tightened, and he shot a nice load.
Breakfast was served.  Cream of Sam.  I swallowed it and stood up, my dick
rock hard again.  "Now do you wanna jizz?" he asked.  "Oh, yeah," I
answered, and he went down on me.

I shampooed my hair and washed my upper body as Sam sucked my cock and
played with my nuts.  It seemed like such an efficient thing to do.  I
jacked my dick while he sucked my balls, then he went back to my helmet.  I
knew I wouldn't last much longer.  I put my hands on his head, grunted a
little, and shot.  He kept sucking on my helmet, and the feeling was so
intense I couldn't stand it.  I had to push his head away; my helmet was
way too sensitive.  He looked up at me, and I said "thanks.  That was
great."  He smiled.

I shampooed Sam's hair and washed his body all over.  He cleaned me up good
from the waist down, which kept me hard.  I'm sure our dicks were as clean
as they'd ever been, but that was par for the course when we showered
together.  We started losing hot water and my dick started losing altitude.
We got out, dried off, dressed, and went downstairs.

At breakfast Kyle's mom told him that they'd been invited to the neighbors
for lunch the next day.  I was welcome to join them, but I told her,
"thanks, but I really should get back home by noon."  I didn't really have
to be home then; I just didn't want to be mooching food off people I didn't
know.

As we were finishing up breakfast the phone rang.  Kyle answered, and it
was Luke, one of our friends from football.  He asked if Kyle and Jeff
wanted to go to the water park.  Kyle told him I was there spending the
weekend.  Luke said he should invite me, too.  Kyle asked me and Jeff if we
wanted to go, and we said yeah.

Sam wanted to go, too, but his mom told him he wasn't invited, and he had
plenty of work to do around the house that day.  Sam was clearly bummed,
and I felt a little bad about having to leave him behind.

Half an hour later we were in Luke's car heading for the water park.  We
spent the whole day there, having a blast.  Plus we got to check out some
young dick in the changing room.  There were a few cuties in there, I'd
guess between 13 and 17, who were not shy about letting us see their goods.
Of course, we'd seen Luke naked plenty of times in the school locker room,
so that was nothing new.  He didn't really have anything to brag about, but
he was uncut, which was kinda cool.  We got back to Kyle's around 5:30.
Kyle asked Luke if he wanted to stay for dinner, but he had other plans.
So we thanked him and said goodbye.

We went up to Kyle's room, and were surprised to find it immaculate.
Everything had been cleaned, there were fresh sheets on the bed, the carpet
had been vacuumed, clothes had been washed and lay folded on the bed.
"Guess the maid was here," Jeff laughed.  Sam walked in and said, "say hi
to the maid."

"You did all this?" Kyle asked.  "Yup," Sam replied, "while you guys were
out having fun at the water park, we were busting our asses all day.  We
had to clean the garage, mow the lawn, help with the laundry, and clean the
upstairs.  So I did your room."  "Thanks," Kyle and Jeff said together.
"You're welcome," Sam replied, "I expect you to make it up to me tonight."

Jeff got on the phone and called his cousin Mike to see if he was back and
if he had any buds.  Mike was back, but wouldn't have anything for another
day or two.  "We're down to the last joint," Jeff said, "the twins aren't
gonna be happy about that."  "Tough shit," Kyle replied, "they smoke too
much anyway.  We need to get them out of the house tonight."
  "Not a problem," Sam said, "they're going over to Sean's to practice."
"Perfect," Kyle said, "now if we can just get rid of Jon and Matty we'll
have the place to ourselves for a couple hours."

Kyle's parents took off again after dinner, and the twins went to their
friend's house.  Kyle asked Jon what he and Matty were up to.  Jon told him
Zack was back home, and they were going over to hang out with him.  We had
lucked out.

Back up in the room, Kyle busted out three beers and a Mountain Dew.  Jeff
grabbed the remaining joint, last night's roach, and a lighter from the
back of one of the desk drawers.  "You better let that drawer air out,"
Kyle said.  "I was just thinking the same thing," Jeff replied.  Even
though the roach was wrapped in plastic, it reeked.

"Is anybody else as horny as I am?" Sam asked.  "I doubt it," Jeff replied
laughing.  "I've been waiting for this all day," Sam said, grabbing the
bulge in his shorts.  "So have I," I told him.

"What do you wanna do?" Kyle asked me.  I was ready.  "It was cool watching
Sam and Jon go at it last night, cuz they're regular partners.  I'd like to
watch you and Jeff in action."  It was partly true, but mostly a ploy
designed to make sure Sam and I would pair up at least once.  "Okay," Kyle
said.  I didn't think he saw through me, but Sam might have.

Jeff fired up the joint and we smoked about three quarters of it.  We sat
around the table munching snacks and drinking beers and Dew.  Sam still
couldn't keep his hands off his dick.  We finished our drinks, and I was
eager to get started.

None of us had anything on but our shorts and boxers.  I told Sam to stand
up, then I yanked off his clothes and stroked his boner a few times.  "Show
time, boys," I said to Kyle and Jeff.  They got the message and took off
their clothes, then plopped down on the bed.  I got up and Sam pulled my
shorts and boxers off.  We stood at the foot of the bed watching his two
oldest brothers 69.

Compared with the show Sam and Jon had put on the night before, this was a
bit of a letdown.  But only because nothing could have been as hot as
watching the younger two.  I put my arm around Sam's shoulder and pulled
him tight.  He put his arm around my waist and pulled even tighter.  Both
our dicks were "fully erect."

Kyle and Jeff were really going at it.  They kept changing 69 positions:
lying on their sides, then Kyle was on his back and Jeff above him, back to
their sides again, then Jeff on the bottom... it was pretty cool.  Sam was
stroking his dick, and his eyes were glued to his brothers.

I needed to get sucked.  I asked Kyle and Jeff if they could turn crosswise
so Sam and I could get on the bed and do another 138.  They obliged, and
Sam and I started going at it.  The session lasted longer than I expected,
but eventually Kyle and Jeff got off in each other's mouth.  Sam and I
managed to squeeze out another five minutes or so.

The great thing about 69-ing with Sam was it was almost guaranteed that if
he came first, which he usually did, his explosion would probably set off
my own.  And that's what happened this time as well.  He squirted his sweet
boy jizz into my mouth, and within maybe ten seconds I served up my own
sticky dessert.

The four of us lay on the bed for a few more minutes, recovering.  "I need
to replenish some fluids," Kyle said.  We all laughed, and went back to the
table.  Kyle opened the door , and suggested it might be better if we put
our shorts back on.  We wouldn't start another session till after Jon and
Matty went to bed.  We decided not to finish off the joints yet, but just
have more drinks and snacks.

We heard the front door close and looked at the clock.  It was just after
nine.
  "Jon and Matty are back early," Kyle said.  The twins came up the stairs
carrying their guitar cases.  "What are you guys doing back so soon?" Kyle
asked.  "There was a little trouble at Sean's house," Danny said.  "What
happened?" Kyle asked.  "We'll tell you in a sec," David replied.  They put
their guitars in their room, then came into Kyle's.

"We were practicing in the garage and Sean's dad came out and told us to
turn down the volume, so we did," Danny explained.  "We started playing
again and his dad came back out and told us it was still too loud.  But
then he saw the beer cans behind the bass amp, and he snapped."  "You guys
were drinking?" Kyle asked.  "We weren't," David said, "Sean and Jesse
were."

"So Sean's dad just went ape shit," Danny continued.  "He asked whose beers
those were, and finally Sean and Jesse confessed.  He grabbed Sean by the
shirt and I was sure he was gonna deck him.  But he just threw him against
the wall, grabbed the beers, and told us all to go home.  You should have
seen David.  He was ready to cry."  "Shut up asshole," David said, "I was
not."

"But his dad knows you weren't drinking, right?" Kyle asked.  "Yeah, I
guess so," David answered, "but I don't know what's gonna happen to Sean.
His dad was really pissed."  "Sounds like you don't really have anything to
worry about, though," Kyle said.  "I'm worried about Sean, that's all,"
David replied, his voice shaking.

"Guess you guys had a rough night," Jeff said.  He looked at Kyle, pointed
at the roaches, and Kyle nodded his head.  "Do you still have my pipe?"
Jeff asked.  "Yeah," the twins replied.  "Here," Jeff said, handing David
the roaches, "take these to your room and leave us alone.  You're gonna
bring us down."  The twins managed a weak smile, said "thanks," and left.

"I bet David was almost crying," Jeff said.  "Yeah, probably," Kyle
replied, then looked at me and said, "David's kinda sensitive, besides
being moody.  He's a better musician than Danny, even writes his own songs.
And they're pretty good.  I think being creative and being emotional might
go hand in hand."  "Either that or he's a girl trapped in a boy's body,"
Sam said laughing.  "That's not cool," Kyle said.  "I was just kidding,"
Sam replied meekly.

Something was troubling me, so I brought it up.  "Do you think it's a good
idea for David to be getting baked if he's that emotional right now?  I
mean, it could just make things worse."  "Yeah you're right," Kyle said
thoughtfully.  "I'm gonna see how he is."  He left, and the next thing we
knew Danny was back.  "I got kicked out of my own room," he explained.

Danny grabbed a couple of sodas out of the fridge and opened one of them.
We sat around for a few minutes talking about the songs their band played,
when Kyle returned and sent Danny back to his room.  Danny took the sodas
and left.

"How is he?" Jeff asked.  "He's okay," Kyle replied, "he really is worried
about Sean, and he started crying a little.  I told him maybe he shouldn't
smoke right now, but he wants to.  He said it will help him relax.  I'll
check on him again in a little while."  "Danny's there," Jeff said, "he'll
be okay."

Just then we heard the front door close again, and this time it was Jon and
Matty.  They stopped by the room to see what we were doing.  Kyle let them
hang out for a little while, drink sodas, and munch on chips.  When they
had finished their sodas he sent them to bed.  "Be right back," he said,
and went next door to check on David.  When he opened their door we could
hear the twins laughing.  He came back a minute later and gave us a thumbs
up.

I think we were all pretty relieved.  I certainly was.  There was no way
I'd have been able to have sex if I knew David was sitting in his room all
sad, and I was sure the other three felt the same way.  But I needed to be
certain about David, and I told Kyle that.
  I went and knocked on the twins' door, and went inside.  The room smelled
of pot smoke.  I said to David, "I can't get hard unless I know you can."
He smiled at me, stood up, and said, "see for yourself."

I opened his shorts and pulled them down, along with his boxers.  His dick
was at half mast.  "We were just getting ready to play," Danny said.  I
knelt in front of David and sucked his helmet.  He got hard immediately.  I
sucked just a little while longer, then stood up.  "Satisfied?" he asked,
smiling.  I put his hand on my crotch so he could feel my own hardening
dick.  "Very satisfied," I replied, "you guys have fun."  "You too," they
both said laughing.  There was a part of me that would have loved to make
out with David just then.  Things were starting to get a little
complicated.

I went back to Kyle's room, closed and locked the door.  "So what about
David?"  Kyle asked.  "He's fine," I said, "they were just about to get
started with their own session."  Sam laughed, then said, "we have the next
play picked out.  43 slide."  I couldn't wait to find out what the hell he
was talking about.

"I gotta ask the obvious question," I said.  "Don't bother," Jeff replied,
"we'll explain it to you."  The plan was to form a line of naked boy bodies
on the carpet, starting from near the door and wrapping along and around
the bed.  The guy by the door lies on his side, the next guy sucks him, the
third guy sucks him, etc.  Well, not much of an "etc." since there's only
one guy left.

The guy by the door is just lying there enjoying himself, of course; the
next two are both sucking and getting sucked, and the last guy is sucking
but not getting anything in return.  Then, after a certain amount of time,
the guy at the top moves to the bottom, and everybody slides up one spot.

"Ummm...okay," I said hesitantly.  "It's fun," Sam replied.  "But you're
always sucking the same guy," I said.  "No," Kyle answered, "we can flip
around any time and move things in the other direction."  "Okay," I said,
"that sounds cool."

We quickly shed our clothes, and Sam was already hard.  No surprise.  "Who
takes point?" Jeff asked.  "Let Chris," Kyle said, "he's the guest."  So I
was given the honor of being at the head of the suck line.  Kyle took the
second spot, then Sam, then Jeff.  I realized that whatever direction we
moved I would be sucking either Kyle or Jeff, but that was okay.

"One other thing," Sam said, "when you cum you're done.  You drop out of
the line."  I looked at him, and he winked at me.  We were both thinking
the same thing.  If Kyle or Jeff came first, Sam and I would get to suck
each other again.

So we started my first 43 slide, and it actually was pretty fun.  When the
first break came and I had to move to the bottom of the line, I said, "you
know if we had room and got the twins and Jon in here, we could make a
circle."  "Don't think it hasn't been tried," Kyle replied.  "Really?" I
asked, "where?"  "Downstairs in the living room," Jeff answered.

"You gotta be shitting me," I said, "downstairs where anyone can see you?"
Kyle explained, "we did it at night when our parents were gone.  We closed
the drapes, put some paper over the glass in the front door, turned off all
the lights, and went for it."  "That living room carpet is really comfy,"
Sam laughed, "just gotta make sure you don't get any spunk on it."

I started sucking Jeff, and was determined to make him cum as quickly as
possible.  Judging from Kyle's moans, I figured Sam was doing the same
thing.  We went through one more slide, with Kyle sucking me again, when
Jeff finally went over the top and fed me a helping of penis butter.  Much
as I enjoyed sucking him and making him cum, I was especially happy that he
was no longer between me and Sam.

With Kyle still sucking me and nobody sucking him, I knew Sam would go off
before Kyle if things stayed the way they were.  I gave Sam what had to be
the worst blowjob ever, and when I looked up at his face he was grinning at
me, knowing what I was up to.  I wasn't sure whether to hope for another
slide or a flip, but I decided to ask for a flip so I could get Kyle off.

So we flipped.  Now Sam wasn't getting sucked, he was just going through
the motions with me, and I went nuts on Kyle.  Jeff was lying on the bed.
Every once in a while he'd take a look at the action, but for the most part
wasn't paying much attention.  I threw in a few fake moans to make it more
realistic.  Sam would give my dick a little nibble every time I did that.

I smoked Kyle's pole as best I could, and within a couple of minutes I got
him there.  He grunted and groaned, and shot a tasty load into my mouth.
Two down, Sam to go.  We took a quick break, and I asked, "so what happens
when you're down to two?"  "Whatever you want," Kyle said.  "Can we have
the bed?" I asked.  "Go for it," Jeff said, and he and Kyle moved to the
chairs.

"Wanna 69?" I asked Sam.  He grinned and said, "yeah."  As we got onto the
bed I whispered to him, "good job."  "You too," he whispered back.  We
assumed the position.  I decided to start on his balls this time, but he
went straight for my helmet.  I knew I wasn't going to last long, but I
wanted to string him out as long as possible.

It only took a couple of minutes before I felt that familiar tingling that
told me sperm were on their way to their doom.  It turned out to be a
pretty excellent orgasm, and it was the third time I'd cum in Sam's mouth
that day.  Kinda made up for the previous day's dry spell, Sammy-wise.

I flipped around and started sucking Sam from below.  I knew him well
enough by now to be able to tell when he was getting really close.  And
when he got to that point, I stopped.
  Then I squeezed the base of his dick, a trick I'd learned in order to
prolong my own jackoff sessions.  I took him to the edge three times, and
finally he begged, "please let me cum.  I can't take it anymore."

Kyle and Jeff were now standing at the foot of the bed, watching us
closely.  I knew I'd teased Sam enough.  I focused on his helmet, and
suddenly he groaned like I'd never heard him groan.  Then he shot harder
than I'd ever felt him shoot.  It kept coming.  Or cumming.  He unloaded
more jizz into my mouth than he ever had before.  I was sure of it.  His
legs were stiff as boards, and the muscles of his belly tightened up so
much I could have bounced a basketball off it.

I knew it would kill him, but I gave his helmet one hell of a tongueing.
He gasped and whimpered and his whole body jerked.  He grabbed my head and
pushed it away, like I had done to him in the shower that morning.  I
looked at his face and tears were running out of his eyes.  Kyle and Jeff
actually applauded me.  "Bravo," they said, as they gave me a little
standing ovation.

Sam pulled himself together, wiped the tears from his face, and said
softly, "holy shit!  I always wondered what that would be like."  "What
what would be like?" Kyle asked.  "The best cum of my life," Sam answered.
"Aww," I said, "you're still young.  You'll have lots of better ones that
that."  "You didn't feel what was going on inside my dick," Sam replied, "I
don't think it's possible."  Suddenly I felt pretty good about myself.

We went back to the table for one more round of beer, Dew, and chips.  Sam
kept looking at me with a gleam in his eyes, and a smirk that looked pretty
grateful.  I was a little bummed about losing the taste of his jizz, but
knew there would be plenty more.  Then he said, "you remember you guys owe
me a favor, right?"  "What'll it be, Sam?" Kyle asked.
  "I wanna sleep in here tonight," Sam replied.

"That's it?" Kyle asked.  "You did all that work, and all you want is to
sleep in here?"  Sam thought for a moment, then nodded his head and said,
"yeah, that's good enough."  "Okay," Kyle said, "but if I feel too crowded
I'm gonna go sleep in your bed."  "Don't fall out," Sam laughed, "it's a
long way to the floor."

Sam went to the other bathroom to pee and brush his teeth, and the rest of
us took care of that in Kyle's bathroom.  My mind wandered.  I wasn't sure
if I should brush my teeth a little longer than usual.  After all, I'd just
had three hot brothers feed me their sperm pudding.  I remembered hearing
once that jizz is actually supposed to be pretty nutritious.  If that was
true, I had just eaten a healthy three-course meal, plus Sam's earlier
appetizer.

When Sam returned he closed and locked the door, and the four of us hit the
sack.  We slept in the buff.  Jeff was snoring on the futon in no time.  I
was in the middle again, spooning Sam.  Kyle was spooning me, his dick
pressed up against my ass, his arm on my side.  I wrapped my arm around
Sam, grabbed his dick, and held on to it.  He rolled onto his back, turned
his face towards me, and we made out silently for a little while.  I kept
holding his dick.  He reached over and grabbed mine, and that's how we fell
asleep.

Kyle never did make the move to Sam's bed that night, and when I woke up
the next morning we were all lying on our backs.  I looked down and saw
that Sam had morning wood, but neither Kyle nor I did.  Fucking Sam.  To be
that horny all the time.  I envied him.

I stroked Sam's dick and woke him up.  "Let's take a shower," I whispered.
Kyle and Jeff were still asleep.  We went into the bathroom and closed the
door.  Sam stood in front of the toilet to pee, but I told him, "let's do
it in the shower."

We turned on the water and let loose our piss.  Sam's dick was still hard,
and it was cool watching his stream arc up into the air.  I pissed on his
leg, and he laughed, then directed his stream at me.  It hit me just above
my belly button.  Ordinarily I would have punched out anyone who pissed on
me, and I'm sure Sam would have, too, but this was really turning me on.
My dick got hard.

I told Sam I had no idea how long it might be until we could suck each
other again, so we went for it one more time in the shower.  It was pretty
much a repeat of the previous morning's session, and didn't last very long.
We both came pretty quick, then made out for a minute or so.

We finished showering, and went back into the bedroom to towel off.  Kyle
and Jeff were up, the bedroom door was open, and a couple of naked twins
were waiting for their turn.  I didn't put any clothes on until all the
brothers had marched through.

I left Kyle's a little after ten.  This time the goodbyes weren't so hard
to take.  We all knew I'd be back plenty of times.  I asked Sam if he still
had my cell number, and he said yeah.  I told him to call me whenever he
wanted.

Later that week, Kyle called and asked me to come to a party he was
throwing the following Friday night.  His birthday had been in the middle
of May, but it wasn't a good time for a party.  His parents told him he
could have one sometime in June, so that was the date he picked.

We talked about birthdays, and I found out that his brothers were even
closer in age than I had realized.  Kyle was ten months older than Jeff,
who was eleven months older than the twins, then it was ten months to Sam
and twelve to Jon.  I felt sorry for their mom.  At least she had a bit of
a break before Matty came along.  But it meant that for two months each
year Kyle and Jeff were the same age.  Kyle said they called that "Irish
twins," even though they weren't the slightest bit Irish.  In the case of
Jeff and the twins, and the twins and Sam, they became Irish triplets.  I
thought that was cool.

The party turned out to be pretty good.  There were some guys from the
track team there, most of whom also played football, and some other guys
from Kyle's class I didn't really know.  There were some girls there, too,
but most of them had come with their boyfriends.  The girls kind of hung
out together for the most part.

Kyle's dad was holed up in his bedroom, making it officially a supervised
party.  His mom had taken all the brothers except Jeff to a movie.  With
Kyle's dad around, there was no drinking or smoking (for the most part),
and the party probably wouldn't go real late.

Kyle showed me his new driver's license.  His picture was hot.  He told me
his dad had given him birthday money for a motorcycle.  He'd been bugging
his dad about it for months, and he finally caved.  Kyle had just found a
used Yamaha in mint condition, and his dad approved of it because it was
only a 400 and the price was good.  They would pick it up the next day.  I
was almost as excited as Kyle.  He said he'd let me drive it.

Sam and his other brothers got home a little after ten.  Sam had gotten his
hair cut pretty short.  I asked him about it, and he explained he wanted
the sun to bleach it out good during the summer, so when he went back to
school it would be all blond.  Then he was gonna let it grow long.  I told
him I was looking forward to seeing that.  In fact, just thinking about it
made my dick twitch.  He was so fucking cute already, and having long blond
hair would be the icing on the cake.

Around midnight the party was winding down.  I stayed till the very end,
but there would be no messing around that night.  It was the first time I'd
been to Kyle's house when there was no sex.

The next week Kyle started working at the restaurant.  Since he now had
wheels, I invited him to spend the weekend at my place.  He could only stay
Saturday night because of his work schedule.  He showed up about one
o'clock, and we decided to go to the beach because it was so damn hot out.
Needless to say, we weren't the only ones there.

We ran into some friends, and hung out till late in the afternoon, when we
started getting pretty hungry.  I called my mom and told her we were gonna
eat dinner on our own, and she didn't mind.  We headed over to a
hole-in-the-wall pizza place that made fantastic pizza, and pigged out.

We stopped by the mall on the way home, and checked out the sporting goods
stores.  Then we sat on a bench and had a contest to see who could spot the
hottest, most suckable guy.  After a little while we decided all of the hot
suckable guys were probably someplace else getting sucked, and we should be
doing the same.  Besides, the mall was about to close.

When we got back to my place, I told my parents we were gonna play computer
games in my room, then go to bed.  Kyle and I told them good night and we'd
see them in the morning.  We went to my room, I closed and locked the door,
and we undressed each other.  When we were both down to our boxers, we
fondled each other through the cloth until we had raging boners.  It didn't
take long.

I pulled Kyle's boxers off, then he did mine, and we hopped into my bed for
the first time.  I told him he was the guest, and I would suck him first.
Which I did.  We sucked each other a few times, 69-ed for a while, then
went back to one-on-one.  He sent me over the edge with his phenomenal
helmet magic.  I'd saved up my cream for a few days, and it felt awesome
shooting it into his mouth.

I repaid the favor as best I could, and as he came in my mouth he had to
bite down on a pillow to keep from making too much noise.  It was a pretty
good sized load, and after I milked the last of it from his helmet, he told
me it was as good a blowjob as he'd ever had.  Even from David.  I was
kinda proud of myself.

We had another session in the morning.  We didn't shoot as much, of course,
but it was still intense.  In the back of my mind I kept thinking about
Sam, and how much I wished he could have been there.  But it was great
getting it on with Kyle in my own bed, and I knew he'd be back for more.

I was eager to spend another weekend at Kyle's, or at least a night, but
realized I had to play it cool to keep our parents from getting suspicious.
What I really wanted, though, was some alone time with Sam.  I knew I
couldn't bring him over to my place, so I racked my brain trying to think
of a way to make something happen.

What I didn't know was that Sam was thinking the same thing, and before
long he had come up with the perfect plan.