Date: Tue, 22 Aug 2006 17:16:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: shane devero <shane_devero@yahoo.com>
Subject: seduced by the boys (part 3)

Bobby and me laid back on the bed and went to sleep in each others arms. I
enjoyed the fact that I finally had some friends to "play" with. I was
dreaming of my new love when I was woke up by a slight moan. And this was
no moan of pleasure. Bobby was having a nightmare. Sweat was pouring from
him and he started to toss and turn. He was fighting what ever was haunting
his dreams. He was saying "no please!" over and over. He cried real
tears. I couldn't take it anymore. I shook him trying to wake him up. He
must have thought I was who was hurting him and he pushed me off the
bed. When I hit the floor he woke up and ran to the bathroom. I heard him
barf in the toilet, alot.

"You OK in there?" I asked him.

"I will be." He told me.

"What happened to you?" I asked. "You were tossing and turning and crying
saying no please. Was it because..."

"No. You could never make me feel that bad. I would never tell you no." he
reassured me. "Theres just some things we need to talk about, as
boyfriends."

"OK. Can I come in?"

"Yeah! The barfing is over with. I could use your company." he told me.

I went in and tears were falling from his eyes. I wanted to know what had
him so upset, but I knew he would tell me when the time was right. I
grabbed him a wet wash cloth and wiped his face. He took it from my hands
to finish the job and I held his head to my chest. I could feel his pain as
he broke down even more. He was crying so hard that his body jerked with
every breath. I stroked his black hair as I held him tight. I never wanted
to see him like this. His hurting was breaking my heart. He needed me now
more than I ever needed someone before. I was going to be strong. I was
going to be his rock as he broke down.

After five or ten minutes had passed he asked if we could go back to the
bed, he had something he needed to tell me. So I held him closely as we
walked back into the depths of the bedroom. I gently laid him down on his
side and I crawled in from the bottom of the bed. I was half scared of what
he might have to tell me. But I knew what ever it was, I needed to hear it
from him.

"Shane?"

"Yeah my love." I softly answered.

"If I tell you something, will you promise to still love me?" He asked.

"Nothing could ever make me stop loving you Bobby."

"What I am about to share with you, only one other person knows about
it. My Mom." He said.

"I promise I won't tell a soul. If that's what your asking" I told him.

"Yeah, somthing like that." He said. Then he took a deep sigh and started
to talk. "My Dad...well...he really isn't my dad. He is Steve and Jasons
Dad. They are really my step brothers."

"Well that explains why you don't look like them." I said.

"Yep. I look like my Daddy who died when I was seven. He was great. I think
of him a lot. And I hope you don't care, but I cry a lot too. But thats not
what this is about. My mom insisted that I needed a father figure around so
she started dating pretty fast. And most of the guys were nice enough...but
they weren't Daddy." he sniffed back some tears. "When I had just turned
eight she brought home Rick. Or as I was told by him, Ricky. He seemed to
be kinda cool. But I was a little freaked by him. He was always wanting to
carry me around. And he liked to take me to the bathroom when we were
out. And he insisted that we used the same stall. Once while I was trying
to pee he reached around and said let me help you with that. I was scared
of saying no. So he held it while I went. Then he played with it a bit to
make it all hard. And before he let me go he said "If you tell anyone, I
will kill your Mom. Then you will be all alone." So of course I wasn't
about to say a word. Later on a few weeks had passed with quite a bit more
touching, followed by the same words that echoed through my thoughts every
day. I had a tree house My Daddy had made me, and one day I was up there
playing when Ricky came through the trap door. I knew he wanted to play
with me some more. He told me to take my shorts off. And scared of what he
might do...I did what he told me. But playing wasn't what he had in
mind. He spun me around with a punch to the face. I was almost knocked
out. But I felt what was happening. He shoved his...his...thingy up my
butt. I wanted to scream...I tried to scream. But nothing would come
out. He Just kept shoving and shoving. I knew then I was going to die. I
couldn't handle the pain he was inflicting. I gagged and threw up all over
the place. I was being raped by my moms lover.  But he didn't stop
there. Once he had finished back there he turned me over. I was crying a
little to hard for him so he punched me in the face and knocked me
out. When I came to he was shoving his dick down my throat. I couldn't
breath. I was gagging and heaving until he shot his cum into my belly. I
passed out from a lack of air. When I woke up I was naked in the middle of
the treehouse tied up so I couldn't move. I remember it was dark and I
could hear mommy calling me but I was so hoarse I couldn't answer. Finally
I could hear her under the tree and I moved enough so she could hear
me. When she opened the trap door and found me there naked and almost dead
she called an ambulance and the police."

I didn't know what to say. I wanted to say I'm sorry, but nothing would
come out. So he continued to tell me. "I spent the better part of two weeks
in the hospitol. They fixed me up nice. The cops were always there wanting
me to tell them what had happened, but the truth is...I couldn't talk, and
if I tried to write it down I got to emotional. So they held off. The only
time they got close to getting an answer from me was when I heard Ricky in
the hallway talking to my Mom. I panicked. It took two nurses to hold me
down while they sedated me. When I woke up again, I was able to talk in a
whisper. I told the cops and my Mom what had happened to me and who did
it. Of course they already knew what...just not the who part. I told them
how he told me that if I ever told he would kill my Mom. But Mom was
brave. She told them where to find Rick. And within minutes the cops were
at his house. But he didn't go quietly. He shot a cop before he ate one of
his own bullets." Then he started crying. "I hate him for what he done to
me."

I held him as close as I could. I would have never imagined that he had
been through so much. Then he asked me, "Do you think you could still love
me?"

"Why do you think I couldn't love you? I fell in love with you as soon as
you and your brothers came into the pool. Nothing you could tell me could
change the way I feel about you. Unless you told me you were really a
girl. But I know that's not the case. I found that out earlier."

He looked up and smiled. But there was a lot of pain behind that
smile. Then it hit me, "It was my fault."

"What do you mean Shane? How can it be your fault?"

"It's where I held you in the bathroom earlier today. That's what made you
think of it." I said

"No its not. I wanted that to happen.  Everything that Rick done to me
didn't feel bad. I just didn't want him to be the one doing it. But as for
you. I want you to be the only one to do it from now on."

"Me too. I can't imagine life without you anymore."

"Shane...I'm falling in love with you more and more. Will you kiss me
again?" he asked. And with that our lips parted and our tongues met. His
taste was sweet. I loved he feel of him holding me. I wanted to do
everything again. Making love, sucking, whatever he wanted to do with me. I
could feel the excitement in the room rise.  It was no more about the
past. It was about the here and now. I caressed his nipples with my thumbs
as we tonged each others mouths. I turned my head so I could make my way
down to his nck where I kissed every last part working my way down to his
chest. I sucked his nipples like a baby feeding. He was moaning a good
deal. I drove him crazy when I stuck my tongue in his belly button. His
dick was pointing at my face. A glisten of pre cum was on the head. I
licked the tip and took him in my mouth. As I worked on him he turned
enough to get into what I now know as the 69 position. As I sucked on him,
he sucked on me. He took the time to lick around my own hairless balls. I
was still working on him as he moved a little farter down. He was licking
the skin between my hole and my sack. I thought I would bust a nut. I could
feel his tongue go softly across my hole. I was in extasy. He took me again
in his mouth and serviced my leaking pole. I kept up the work on his
tightening boy toy. I knew by his breathing he cas getting ready to cum and
I wanted to see it. I took him from my mouth and started to jack him off,
keeping him close because I wanted to eat the treat he was about to give
me. I watched as his balls contracted and he spewed three good squirts into
my mouth. I didn't swallow it fast. I held it there as I had seen my rents
do with fine wine. It was both sweet and salty. I wanted to have cum
flavored chewing gum. I would never get enough of this stuff. I could feel
my own cum starting to flow from my balls. Like me, Bobby removed me from
his mouth and jacked me slowly. I erupted about five squirts into his
mouth. He licked me clean like a cum flavored lollypop. And neither of us
went soft. We came together in a kiss, mixing what was left of out juices
together.

"I want you to do me again Bobby."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Do me now."

Then he grabbed the oil and greased me up. I felt him penatrate me once
again. It was good. I could stay this way from now on. He made love to me
until he climaxed again in my depths. I told him I wanted to wait for a bit
before I did him. So we just held each other kissing again.

We must have dozed off because we were woke up by Jason shaking us and
laughing. "Your Mom called and said she was going out to get us some
breakfast." I looked into the face of my love and knew this was forever.

"So what did you guys do last night?" Steve grinned.

"We made it." Bobby told him.

"Made what?" Jason asked.

"Love." Bobby said.

"You mean you put it up his..." Jason started to ask.

"Yes Jas. You know I'm gay. I'm in love with Shane. I hope that one day we
can get married."

"Thats cool." Steve said. "I hope to find someone like that soon. But it's
not like this place is raining boys. Especially gay ones. And I can only go
so long doing my little brother."

"What do you mean little?" Jason said offended.

"Not that way dumb ass. I want to make love too. But I'm afraid of hurting
you little bro." Steve explained.

"Well don't be. Just shove that donkey dick in me." He said.

"OK. But we dont have long." Steve said.

The next thing I knew Jason was in our bed on all fours. Steve lubed
himseld up and started to penetrate hi little boy hole. Jason
screamed. Steve pulled out and said, "See what I mean." I sudgested that he
used his fingers to loosen him up a little. And that is what Steve did. Me
and Bobby just set back and enjoyed the show. Steve ended up using three
fingers to loosen Jason up enough. Then He too his five solid inches and
went in. Jason still said it hurt a bit, but after a few pumps his mind had
changed. He was really getting into being screwed. Bobby and me had raging
hard ons watching the younger boy get laid. Steve was soon bucking as he
spilled his seed into his baby brother. And like the stories, he went limp
and fell out of his hole.

"That was the greatest thing ever." Steve said smiling from ear to ear.

"Yes. That was pretty great." Jason said as he rubbed his small cock.

"Lets take a shower and eat. Then we can see what else we can learn today."
I said.

"Sounds good to me." Bobby followed in.


More to come as the boys spend the day together...Lets see what the
internet can do for them..........


How am I doing? Please let me know.  shane_devero@yahoo.com