Fourwheeler Incident
Me and My 'Brothers'
Chapter 13
Art I. Fex
I awoke to a jostling on the bed. I looked up to see naked Ben crawling up with us. Shel and Randy were awake already, and who knows what may have happened to me if Ben hadn't woke me up! I leant up and kissed Ben good morning-late, and we headed to the kitchen.
I was rinsing the coffee pot out and the like as Ben and the others sat down at the table to listen to Ben tell of his romp, "Well, I used my fourwheeler to drop Mike off at his house since his dad needed him this morning. We were gonna go and get some better shoes from his room, but when we walked in, his bro and one of his friends was sittin there jackin off. ON HIS BED! and..."
"What?", Shel cut him off short, "I didn't think he was into all that."
"Well he isn't, I mean he isn't into it the same we we are anyway, he's never fucked or sucked or been sucked or jacked off another guy. He just jacks off with this one friend of his, or at least that's what he said after he calmed down a bit.", Ben clammered like a little kid.
Feeling a little curious, or alot curious, I asked, "So what happened when ya'll walked in?"
Ben took a sip of the cup of coffee I sat in front of him before continuing, "Well, him and Mike don't really have issues about it, I mean, how can they sharing a room and all? But, Mike just told them to chill, then he explained that me and him and the rest of us do stuff like that all the time. I mean, he didn't just come right and tell him EVERYTHING that we've done, but at least his bro understands that we don't think any less of him for doin stuff with his bud, right?"
"And his friend?", I said finishing off that cup and pouring another.
"He just sat there real quiet like, listening, watching how we reacted, probably just felt kinda vulnerable and stuff getting caught, plus being at someone elses house and all. But, we ended up jacking off with them just to show them we don't care."
"Really!?", Shel said, his face lightening up along with Randy's, "And Zack didn't care?"
Ben kept chattering, "Nah, he was a little slow at first, but it might have just been cause his buddy Chip was there, but Mike reasoned that they heard eachother at night, so the only difference was that now they could see what they already knew about, so it wasn't too big of a deal after that. Zack's cool with it, he just laughingly said somethin like, "Now Mike, you keep your hands to yourself now...". But he was all smiling then, he was just happy we didn't make fun of him or something I think.", Ben finished smiling, stirring his coffee. "Of course, he wasn't worried at all about himself when Mike said, 'Do I have to?', then reached over and started playing with my dick. Zack bout flipped when he saw that, but his buddy just laughed, I think Chip woulda been cool, but him and Zack both were afraid of offending the other I think, alone they mighta been different, but never know."
Later that day, Shel was with Ben and Randy, helping Shel's dad get the now repaired tire onto his tractor again, and I had just gotten done cleaning up 'our' house a little. I was just turning on the dishwasher and wiping off the counter when I heard a motor pull up. I stepped out on the back porch to see Michael getting off the fourwheeler.
"Hey stranger! Nice to see ya," I said as he stepped up on the floating concrete slab and threw me into a bear hug, "heard ya had an interesting encounter this morning.", to which he laughed.
"Yea, mighta broken down a fraternal wall or somethin I think, which is cool, I think he's liking the idea of not being as shy about it and stuff in the future. Kinda like guys that play on a sports team together and can pass the soap to eachother in the shower, but then still feel bashful enough when they change clothes somewhere else that they cover up and blush and whatever.", he chuckled.
Mike complimented the clean smell in the house as I mixed up some MinuteMaid lemonade stuff in an oversized jar and sat it on the table. We talked a little about his morning, basically him recapping the incidents that Ben had, only from his perspective, adding,
"Yea! I've never seen someone cum so much, must've been pretty worked up," he added with a distant look on his face.
We finished our lemonade and headed out to the back 'yard' which was really just a patch of grass that ran into the larger pasture that surrounded the house. There were some very old oak and pecan trees that provided some shade, but most were clustered pretty close, the rest of the pasture was pretty bare. We stepped out away from the house, and found the spot that had once been used as a garden.
"You know, we should have a garden, I mean, what kind of farmers would we be if we didn't?", Michael said kicking at a clod of dirt.
"Yea, we could get it started before fall, that way we could have greens and stuff for winter, we could try to grow enough to share with everyone else, but it might take some help, since we can't ALL work in the garden every morning.
We sat silent for a moment, getting hotter and hotter as the sun glared down on us, drops of sweat beading up on our heads and dripping down our backs.
"Wanna go in and call the others to see if they need some help or anything? We've probably missed lunch on all fronts by now, but I wasn't starving anyway.", I said, feeling off schedule as I stood up too quickly, causing my world to turn black, but Mike grabbed me by the shoulder and steadied me as I swayed a little, getting my balance back. "But let's get some agua first!"
Back inside, we cooled off and touched base with the others, and they were done with the tractor tire, and were done hooking the bush hog back up to the tractor and were just cooling off themselves. I knew that I had another night of selling chickens to look forward to, but that Mr. Harrison's cows weren't 'birthin' no babies' tonight, so maybe the whole crew would be around. I asked what they wanted to do, and they said they'd just meet up with us at my parent's house.
Later on in the day, it was finally time to do the chicken thing again. Since we all were down there, my mom stayed at the house and visited with Ben, Shel, and Randy's moms who had all come over to show her something about one of their rooms they were planning to redecorate. AND of course drink coffee and they ended up making breakfast caserole that has the sausage, eggs, cheese, and all that in a big dish and I ended up cooking some too.
"At least they won't starve over there on that hill..." one of them said jokingly.
I just smiled, "Nah, I don't do it ALL, they feed me too." Randy and the rest were just staring at me like Cheshire cats, Ben about to loose it."
"Ohh, so ya'll aren't just restricted to pop-tarts and Debbie Cakes, huh?", one of the other mothers said.
"Nah, we eat pretty good so far, and sometimes we have a protein shake or something as a snack between meals."
Ben'd had it then and he cracked up. I just smiled at him like he was insane as I scooped the hot oatmill cookies off of the cookie sheets and piled them on a platter.
"Welp, these'll be here when we get back," I said as I went with the others to get our shoes,
"We'll leave a few!", Mom laughed as we headed for the door.
We didn't have to work too hard with all of us down there, Me and Ben watched the opposite ends of the house while Michael raised equiptment and Randy removed the feeder bin things, and Shel dragged out the plastic culvert pipe/dividers. Dad was impressed,
"Shit, why'd I come down here???" He said with a funny look on his face as he walked into the house, expecting there to be something left to do. We just smiled, we'd been sitting in front of the house throwing rocks at a five gallon bucket to see who go the most in before Dad got done doing what he's doin.
"Well, I guess that's it for ya'll, I'll get the water later and open the doors for the catchers."
We all hugged him good night and asked if he wanted us to hang around.
"Well, I'm actually headin over to shoot pool out with the men folk over at the Umberlin's place," he said as he nodded at Randy. Me and Ben just glanced at eachother and we all said our good nights and headed back to my place and ate some more before heading for our house on the hill.
We walked in the door, and our clothes came off. We threw them in the washer and then headed for the shower. I started the water and began pulling towels out, Randy and Michael stood and filled up the toilet bowl, and Shel got into the shower with Ben. After Michael got in shower, I was spreadin a towl in front of the door when Randy's hands took hold of my hips and I felt his semi erection laying heavily along the trench of my backside. I wrinkled my eye brows as if confused and looked back to meet his wicked, yet loving face. I stood and turned to face him and he immediately smeared a big slimy kiss that started at my neck and trailed it's way over the side of my face, over my chin and finally my mouth. I groaned, and half chuckled as our arms wrapped around eachother's naked bodies, and he compressed me into his broader chest in a bear hug, his now rigid cock nearly goring my stomach.
I sat him down on the toilet bowl, and I slathered his thick young manhood with my dripping heavily salivating mouth, slurping as I reached the tip, loudly sucking as I ran my hands roughly over his upper thighs and grabbed at his hairy balls, pulling down to tighten his skin, making his cock stand up nice and straight. His head fell back and whammed the wall, but he didn't seem to notice. I heard the noises and muffled laughter and giggling in the shower, and knew what was going on in there, but I wanted to have good access to Randy's cock. Besides, he had a scent when he 'hadn't' showered that's seductiveness was probably higher than when he was freshly showered, although, that was pretty hot too! It seems it doesn't really matter what state my bro's are in, they always have that affect on me!
I felt my world melt away as I burried my face in his lap, feeling his strong rough hands run sensuously over my shoulders and through my hair, gently guiding the speed of my head bobbing as I used my lungs to suck, since his cock filled my mouth up almost too much to simply use my cheeks for suction. When I felt the large tube that runs the length of his cock-belly begin to pulse against my tongue, I slide off, just as a drop of pearly pre oozed out of the slit of his dick.
"We better slow down," Randy sighed short-windedly. I smiled as we stood up, and he slid down to gulp me down, my slender maleness probing the back of his throat and slipping further, until he gagged a little, sliding back off. I caressed and petted his head lovingly, reveling in the feelings he subjected me to. After a few more minutes, Michael and Shel exited the shower, their reddened, wagging hardons telling their tale, perhaps even more than the looks on their faces. I stepped into the shower to see Ben running his fingers inside of himself as he ran the soap over his chest, the water washing his scraggly blonde hair down over his boyish face. Randy followed behind me, and didn't waste any time in taking the soap from Ben and washing his back. I took the shampoo and began to pour some on Ben's head when he said,
"I got my hair already...", his eyes closed and his lips turning upward as his head fell back onto Randy's shoulder, enjoying the massage of his fingers on his back.
"That's fine, you stink more than anyone, so you might need it twice.", I said kiddingly, his eyes cracking open into slits, his smile broadening as he used his hard prong to slap my dick with like a sword, "yea yea whatever, if it means I get all this attention then I'll buy it."
I ran my fingers through his hair, down his neck, then his heaving chest where I could see his heart thumping near his left nipple. I pressed the side of my face against it, listening to the base-like thump that reminded me of a techno beat, my hand wandering to his hardness, feeling it's silky smoothness, like the barrel of a freshly cleaned shotgun, only warm. We finished our washing, all on the verge of exploding where we stood, and made our way to the bedroom. We found Shel on his back, Michael between his legs, buttocks raising and lowering like a fast moving piston as he pumped his meat into Shel. Michael's mouth was eagerly toying with Shels ears, chest, nips and his own lips as he thrust urgently into his bowls.
We three joinged them on the bed, and with great fervor, began to, at least try, to satiate our mutual primal needs. As my back hit the mattress next to Shel, I leant over to kiss his face, and his lips met mine, and I could tast Michael on his tongue. Our kiss was soon pulled apart though when Ben tilted my head over, and his warm pole laid down stiffly against my face, covering my eyes like a blindfold, then moving slowly and sensuously across my skin, leaving a trail of sticky cock drool on my cheeks, then my forehead, then trailing onto my lips where my tongue subconsciously wriggled out from between my lips and guided his exposed head into my open mouth. Randy was giving Shel the same treatment as he rested a tightgrip on Michael's shoulder for support, kissing him passionately while Shel affectionately slurped at Randy's cock.
I put my hands on Ben's hips, but they were soon removed by his hands as he pressed them over my head, holding them in place as he used his other hand to lift one of my legs up. I smiled at his expression, the same look a famished man might give the cook who prepared his favorite meal. I felt Ben's lubed fingers enter me, streatching my insides, causing a little pain, but more like the pain you get from the chiropractor, that 'hurts good' sort of.
"Relax," Ben said in a hushed, placid tone, his three fingers sliding in to the hilt slowly. I closed my eyes as I allowed things to just happen, feeling my heart pound with adoration for my buds. I was brough back to earth, but not enough to make my eyes open, like when your under happy gas or anesthesia at the dentist or something, your aware and have heightened perception, yet still feel floaty or dulled. His cock began to slide in at a steady pace, filling me up with warmth and firmness. He leant down, clasping my wrists in his hands, hungrily licking and teething at my throat, exposed as he tilted my head back firmly but gently.
My cock began twitching as he repeatedly glided over my prostate, and his sexual energy seemed to seep into me through osmosis or something. My ass began clamping on his cock, his pace picked up, and he scooted up closer so his thighs seemed to encase my lowerhalf as his back arched up, pulling his cock in deeper and harder. I begged him pittifully for relief,
"Pleeease, just TOUCH my dick, just a little, ahh man, I'm gonna pass out or somethin'!"
Finally he slammed in one more time, and I felt his cock twitching and I saw the muscles in his lower abdoment tensing rhythmically as he pumped his essence into me, moaning his satisfaction into my ear as he teasingly pestered it with his tongue,
"Ohhhh, uhhaaah...sweeet, AHHyeaa, you're full now for sure! Should I tell the moms we do protein enemas too?", he said, giggling uncontrollably for a second, undoubtedly having a flash back of earlier, the others joined in with him, despite themselves.
With that, he began sliding in and out of me again slowly, his chest and face hovering over my own, knowing he was torturing me, yet my face told him I was loving it nonetheless.
After Michael had pumped his load in Shel, and Randy had fed Shel a good bedtime snack, Michael then leant over to offer me some relief with his mouth.
"Poor Dave, Ben your so evil.", Michael said dotingly, which made Ben's mischievous, Grinch-like expression only get more sadistic for a moment before it faded into a childlike innocent look, one that said, 'Hah! what could you possibly be talking about', as he then sweetly kissed me on the lips repeated, then slid his tongue into my mouth, moving his hands from my wrists to where they were instead interlocking his finger with mine, palm to palm as he began grinding his cock in and out, then raising up so Michael could have access to my cock, which throbbed gratefully at the warmth of Michael's rough wet tongue. The tip of his tongue pressed firmly against the vein of my dick, and that in combination with Ben's prodding immediately sent me way over the deep end. My head went swimmy and a long sigh flowed from my lips, the same as the cum flowed from my member. Ben knew what he was doing as he continued flexing his abs, moving just the head of his cock over my bulb, causing me to fill Michael's gullet with probably one of my largest loads yet.
We came back down from our ephoric highs as we laid in now darkened room, me resting my head against Ben's chest, his arm draped over me, the other around both me AND Randy as he spooned me. Shel was on the other side of Ben, with Michael snuggling against his back, and draping an arm over Shel and Ben, his finger tips touching mine as he gently tickled them, our eyes meeting in the dimly lit room, illuminated only by some outdoor light. I drifted off to sleep that night, looking forward to the winter when we'd have even more reason to cuddle up together.
NOTE: This may be the last chapter for now. I don't think this is 'the end' but the story may pick up at a slightly different time in their lives. I promise, I won't wait til they are in their forties and fifties. :)