Me and My 'Brothers': Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Art I. fex
The four of us dried off, drying one another's backs and such until we we dry enough for clothes. I led the way into my bedroom where Randy and Shel had stacked their clothes, more like tossed them in the door as we came in, and I began digging around for me and Ben some clothes. We got dressed, me wearing a pair of black wind pants and a fitted green shirt, and let Ben choose his clothes. He scrounged around until he found a jock I had, which I only used as underwear, since I don't really do sports.
"Think your mom would mind if I just wore this?", Ben asked with a serious face.
"Probably not, but your little sisters might freak.", I teased.
"Ohhh shiiiit. that's right, they'll be here too. damnit!", Ben groaned.
"Well, look on the bright side, you don't have to sleep at the same house as them tonight.", I said trying to lift his spirits.
"Hey Dave, um, what are you gonna do about your ear?", Randy said, rubbing his thumb over the hole in the bottom edge of my right earlobe.
"Not much I guess...hmm, wait just a sec.", I said walking out of the room as Randy and Shel put on their jeans and Ben found some more windpants for himself.
I returned with an ear-ring of my mothers and a stupid grin on my face. It was a diamond stud that my dad had bought for a christmas/anniversary gift last year. As I looked in the mirror, I slid it into my earlobe and fastened it, for if I didn't, it would fall out of the hole which as big enough for a toothpick.
I turned and the guys instantly laughed their asses off, only it wasn't just my buddies laughing, I heard another set of laughing. I turned to see my dad standing in the door laughing with the others.
"You look cute son! Where'd ya get that done?", my dad said laughingly.
I grinned a shit eatin grin and said, "At the fishing hole!", as if I was proud of it.
"That's what I heard, I talked to Mr. Sasser's son on the phone a while ago, Michael?", dad said as he took a seat on the bed next to my shirtless friends. Dad turned to Shel who was laying on his back and ruffled his hair, I think Shel began to love my father even more at that moment.
I stared at the hopeless Shel and said, "Right, um, what did Michael say?"
"Oh, that he was sorry for snagging your ear with a lure, and that he would like it if ya'll camped out with him tonight.", my father said nonchalantly, enjoying Shel's new found weak spot.
We all liked the idea of camping out with Michael, but that would kind of mess up our plans for the 'other things' that we had planned for the evening. I could see from the looks on the other's faces, even the sedated Shel, that they all felt the same way.
"Well, what time is he wantin' to meet up with us?", I said hopeful that something could be worked out.
"He said just show up at the creek sometime after 9 tonight, and bring whatever you might need.", dad said.
"Oh, and it is only like, six or somethin right now, so that is plenty of time.", I said absentmindedly.
"Plenty of time for what?", my dad said, digging his fingers even deeper into Shel's head causing his back to arch up off the bed as he giggled like a little kid.
"Um", I thought, why'd I say that out loud? "Just a few things we were gonna do before bed tonight, nothin' much."
My father grinned as he looked at each of us and said in a lower voice, "Ya know, he is a guy, he probably isn't that different than you four."
"What do you mean?", Ben said curiously, a strange look on all our faces as we waited for his reply.
"Well," my dad looked over at the door as if checking it out, "I kinda know what ya'll like doin' for fun. It isn't really that strange considerin' that most guys do it, maybe not always together, but they do it nonetheless."
We all just looked at each other and then at my dad and it seemed I was the only one gonna as the question. "How'd you know we's doin' it together and stuff?"
My dad smiled as he spoke, "Well, ya'll spend a lot of time together, and a guy is going to jack off, and ya'll hardly spend enough time apart to allow for that, so that in itself is enough to hint at it, at least for me, but also, I have seen ya'll swimming and such. Sometimes, the things that happen on the edge of the pond are noticeable, to me anyway, bein in the pasture and such, them willow branches can't hide but so much."
As my father spoke, I'm sure my face matched the redness of the other three. However, I knew that this didn't mean that my father knew about the interesting turn of events earlier today, so I just tried to see if he let on about that any.
"Have you ever done anything like that before?", Ben asked quietly.
"Are you kidding? I'll just give you one guess as to who it was with.", my dad said kinda friendly, but in a smart assed kinda way.
"Dad?", Ben said, his eyes growing a bit wider.
My dad chuckled at Ben's astonishment, "Yes, your daddy and I, as well as Mr. Sasser all did, and still do that. Of course, we don't do it nearly as much as we used to, but that happens as ya get older I guess and have less time on your hands. But hell yes, we did it almost as much as ya'll do now!", My dad said looking from one of us to the other. "It is odd that ya'll do it as much as we did, like a second generation, but not that weird I guess when you think about it. Ya'll grew up in a similar way that we all did, where you're real close to your buddies, and ya just didn't branch out trying to fix a social life that ain't broke. We all got married, and love your mothers dearly, and that cuts down on how much we do together too. Ya know?"
I had wondered about the kind of relationship my dad had with Ben's dad, Mr. Harrison, and Mr. Sasser since this afternoon at lunch, now that was answered. They did fool around, and still did?! How had we not noticed?
"Do our dads do it too?", Randy said, referring to his and Shel's dads.
"Well, they did jack with us a little, but that is as far as it went. They didn't seem like they would be into taking things quite as far as the three of us did. When we was youngin's, the three of us were real close, and Mr. Umberlin and Mr. Peterson were close, so the three of us just had something goin amongst us that wasn't quite the same. We were all friends though, and in our swimming and hunting and such, jacking off happened, but that was it as far as the whole group was concerned."
I had lost most of my reservations about talking about this stuff with my dad by now, so I went ahead and asked him, "Do you think that Michael would be into it too?"
My father smirked and chuckled a little bit before saying, "Well, there was this time that he caught me and Mr. Sasser just the two of us in their equiptment building...he was alright with that, didn't go nuts like we'da expected. Infact he seemed real interested in what we was doin', so he sat there and talked to us a little bit about it, and I think that he understands how it is amongst us men now and is at ease about it."
"What did ya'll explain to 'em?", Ben asked after my father paused for a few seconds in thought.
"Well, that love can happen between anyone, and that sex is just a biproduct of love, and that it makes relationships stronger, and that even the ancients knew that. Them ancient Greeks that ya'll read about in ya'll's studies and all knew the power of love between men. Them soldiers loved eachother and took care of one another. We may not be ancient Greek Spartan soldiers or nothin, but we're men who care for one another in a special way seperate from our wives. I think our wives might have caught onto it by now, but they know that it is no threat to our relationships with them. They know that love isn't just about who you're married to. It's about love, and that is how it was all those centuries ago, and it is kinda like that with us now. I'd trust my family and wife's welfare to any of my buddies if something were to happen to me, and they'd do the same. We're close."
It all seemed to make more sense then, my feelings for my buddies and our physical expression of our trust and companionship with one another. Although, I knew deep down that I had no real strong hankerin's for a girl, but that could wait til later. Most guys don't have to have sex with a guy to know that they are straight, and I don't have to have sex with a girl to know that I'm....well, something othern 'staight'.
"Yea, I see what you're sayin, dad. Why do people have to try and put a post-it lable on everything anyhow?", I said confidently.
"Exactly.", my father answered as though I'd just gotten some really deep concept.
"Alright! Everyone's gettin here, ya'll come to dinner!", my mom hollered up the staircase.
"Welp, better go get it, don't want cold food do we?", my father said, slapping Shel on the leg and lifting himself from the bed. The others threw their shirts on and we descended the staircase with my father, his arm around my shoulder and gripping Randy's neck with the other.
Once we reached the bottom of the staicase, my father pulled me over to the side as the others entered the dining room and whispered, "Son, tonight is kinda about you boys, but I don't want you or anyone else to feel any pressure about it, if it turns out to be something that you don't want, or that you aren't ready for yet, then don't feel like you have to do anything to make us all happy, Randy, Shel, and Ben's dads are spose to be tellin them the same thing right now. OK?", my dad rubbed his fingers through my hair and rested his hands on my shoulders.
"Alright. I'm sure that whatever it is, it is probably a good idea, ya'll've never steared us wrong before.", I said with a smile.
"Good...", my dad said with a smile, and without even thinking about what I was doin, I planted a quick dry kiss on the corner of my dad's mouth, his 5 o'clock shadow roughness scratching my face in a pleasurable way, arousing feelings of ruggedness and his masculinity. I hugged him, only thinking about what I'd done after I did it. My dad held me back and whispered,
"I love you son, so much."
I felt that my love for him was oozing out of my heart at that moment, and running through my arms and face as I whispered back in his ear,
"I love you too."
I loved my dad right then a lot, not in a sexual way, but in a powerful way nonetheless. We then entered the dining room and sat down just as the other fathers and boys were sitting down as well. I sat next to Randy, and Shel and Ben sat on the oppostite side from us. Our fathers all sat at the end of the table to my left across form eachother, Ben's dad, Mr. Harrison sat next to my dad, who was sitting next to me. The women were all finishing up bringin the food in, which by the way looked like enough to last us for several days. There were rolls, fried chicken, sea food bisque, a platter full of the fish we had caught earlier, ham, sausage, and a platter of fudge which I had made the day before for no particular reason, (yea yea, I cook which comes in handy nowadays for the four of us!), and a lot of other food that lined the table from end to end.
Ben cringed as his sisters waltzed into the room in their own world, absorbed in some conversation they were having, then giggling when they looked at Ben. If looks could kill, Ben's look just might have turned the three girls to dust. Frankly, I thought they were cute, and they were nice the times that I did talk to them, but I admit, I wouldn't want to live with them like Ben did, I definitely wasn't attracted to them.
After all was set and in place, the women finally took their seats. Their butts probably hadn't been in a chair since lunch due to the cooking and such that went on, but like I said, they cook big, like, big big, all the time, it's what they love. The menfolk and boyfolk were all talking about general stuff as I listened and put my two cents in occasionally, then I would turn to see the glances of the little girls on the other side of Randy, and they would giggle.
The girls then whispered something to our mothers and pointed at me, then my mother looked up along with the others and spit her tea back into the glass. The other mothers did the same and began cackling like hens. My mother covering her mouth as she laughed so hard that no sound came out. I just sat there wondering what they were laughing about.
Randy turned to me and said laughingly, "I think they like your jewelry man."
I had forgotten about the diamond stud earring in my ear, but the men had already looked up to see what the woman were laughing at, their eyes landing on me.
Our fathers began chuckling to themselves as I tried to get it out, but was having difficulty considereing I was inexperienced at manuvering ear rings in and out and the like. My dad's grinning face rested on his hand as he shook is head in humor.
"That's cute, boy!", Ben's dad said leaning over to see me behind my dad, a huge smile on his freshly shaven face, revealing his well shaped jawbones and attractive smile that I had never noticed with his beard the way it was before.
"When did you get that?", Randy's dad said grinnin.
"Christmas last year about my anniversary.", my mother said taking the ear ring from my hand as she then began explaining to the women what had happened to my ear at the pond.
One of Ben's little sisters had just finished whispering something in Randy's ear as he then turned to me and said laughingly, "She just told me to tell you that they are going to marry you, me, and Shel."
I laughed back and said, "Poor things, if only they knew." I then inconspicuously groped Randy's crotch and squeezed his bulge. He tensed and involuntarily spread his legs a bit before I withdrew my hand. I had kept my hand underneath the golden table cloth that my mother brought out when we had company. At least I thought was inconspicuous...I looked to my left and my dad was looking down at my hand sidewards without turning his head with a small grin on his face. I froze after removing my hand, and my dad just patted my knee casually.
My dad leaned in and said, "I done told ya, I've been there and done all that, I love ya just the same."
I smiled big then, Randy was ovlivious to my dad's prying eyes.
"Alright, ya'll ready to say the blessing?", my mother said above the other voices in the room.
With that, my father said the blessing, thanking God for all the things he had given us, including our friends. I felt two feet rub my feet when he said that, to which I grinned and rubbed back, not opening my eyes to see who it was, but guessing it was Shel and Ben.
The word 'Amen' always seems to be like a gun firing at a horse race, our hands being the horses and the plates the finishing line. We passed dishes and platters and plates until we all had a plateful and began enjoying the feast our mothers had made. Compliments and conversation filled the air as we ate, until it was time for desert. As desert was served, the conversation was redirected to business, namely this master plan for the four of us boys sitting there.
After swallowing a piece of peanut-butter cake, my dad initiated the discussion. "Well, the main thing we came here to talk about tonight was a plan to sort of, uh, give the boys here a head start in life, and also try to take care of some loose ends around here."
We four just looked on, waiting to hear what was in store for us as we slowly chewed up our cake, eyes glued on my dad.
"When my momma and daddy moved to town they left that small place out there, kinda to itself. And if we don't do something about it, it's gonna start looking bad. They don't want it fall into disrepair, and neither do we, besides, it was my homestead where I was born and raised, so it has some sentimental value, to me especially. What I propose is that the boys here take up living in the old homespot, and kinda keep the place goin', rather than it being a deserted weed farm. It would make it look better, give them a touch of freedom and independence, and it will give them something to be proud of and call their own."
My mouth fell open I'm sure, and the four of us boys exhanged glances, grins beginning to spread on our faces as it sank in. Personally, I can't be sure, but I think Ben's might have been what you call a 'watermellon grin'. He was ready for this to take effect TONIGHT!
Looking at us, my mother spoke with hope in her voice, "So, what do you boys think about that? I mean, if you ever need anything, we'd still be right over here a short fourwheeler ride over, or a phonecall away."
The other mothers agreed as our dads nodded and Shel's dad said, "I think it'll do the boys good to get out, semi-own-their-own and take hold of something that is theirs. People take care of things when it's theirs with more pride and conviction."
"That's right, Randy's dad, Mr. Umberlin said, his brownish blonde hair short like Randy's contrasting with his tanned skin and white smile, "And I think they can handle it with ease the way they have taken care of things on our places."
We were all excited about this change in lifestyle for us. Ben would be outa his house, the girls would have a new room, the grand's place would be preserved, AND not to mention the concept of the four bro's being united in their own house and literally living together as a family unit. We were ecstatic!
Mr. Harrison was talking about some of the plans they had for their house after getting Ben's empty room, and the other women were speaking of sewing rooms and other things that they could do with the vacant rooms in their houses, and the four of us boys were discussing things with my dad about the house we were to move into later that week.
"The house has three bed rooms, one with ya'll could make an office, and the other two ya'll could use for bed rooms. Unless ya'll wanted to make it something else and then use one room for beds. Ya'll can just work that out when ya'll start moving in furniture and such. The place has a working kitchen, I went over to check everything out, the appliances are not that old, my parents put them in right before leaving, thinking that ya'll might take over the place not long from then, so they aren't in bad shape, ya know? And the plumbing and all is good, so really, it was just a matter of cutting the power and water back on to the place, which I did a few days ago. It is ready for ya'll's furniture, which I presume will come from ya'lls rooms and all of our combined attics!"
My dad went on about other things, and we couldn't hide our excitement about the new plans. I then looked at the clock and saw that it was approaching nine o'clock, and we were supposed to meet up with Michael by the creek soon. I looked over at Randy and the others, and they were on the same page as me. We stood up and thanked and hugged our mothers and fathers for everything. As we walked out and hugged the sisters, even Ben hugged them, probably cause he could tolerate them now that he didn't have to live with'em anymore! We went to my room and prepared for the camp, gettin our sleeping bags and such together, and then I looked over at my bed.
"Should I take lube?", I asked the others.
They thought for a moment and said, "Sure, why not. Never know, right?"
After changing back into our 'summer uniforms' of shorts and shoes, we headed down the stairs and past the dining room again and as we were walking past my dad called out over his shoulder,
"You boys be careful."
"Yea, no calls from the police about a domestic disturbance!", Mr. Peterson called out laughingly.
"Will do, night ya'll.", we called out as we shut the door behind us.
We went out and boarded two four wheelers, me with Shelby this time, and Ben with Randy, then held onto our stuff as we made our way across the young darkness of the evening. The sun is hardly set at nine in the summer time around here, the heat from the day still strong in the air, clashing with the refreshing breeze doing it's best to give us some relief from the sultry day time temperatures as we rode over the hills towards the creek where our companion should be waiting for us.
Upon reaching the creek, same place as we had swam earlier, we parked the four wheelers at the top of the hill and began making our way down the steep slope towards the bottom. My footing gave way on some dead leaves, and with a quick, "Whoa shit..." I made my way down the hill, flipping head over hills a few times in the darkness till I couldn't tell which way was up or down, and only guessing which end of me would hit the sandy bottom first. ( we didn't have a flashlight by the way, so give me that much credit )it was my back, and just as I was about to start laughing my ass off at MY clumbsiness, Randy landed on top of me, his warm hot chest on my face, the cool soft sand beneath my head like a contoured pillow just for me. I then snickered against his bare chest, inhaling his viril scent. I inhaled him deeply before he had a chance to raise up and dust himself off and extend a hand to help me up. I took his rough worn hand as he tugged me up from the darkness below and into the pale moonlight that shown through the overhead tree branches that seemed to add a ceiling to the creek area.
"I almost had enough time to warn you about that, the same thing happened to me on the way down myself.", came the good natured voice that could only've been Michael's from the darkness. "I was waiting to light the fire til ya'll got here, just enjoying the atmoshphere, peaceful."
"Aw, hi there, Michael, been here long?", Randy said gleering into the darkness trying to see.
"Nah, bout ten minutes or so.", Michael said stretching, his pale skin showing in the moonlight, Michael then pulled out a zippo and lit it, sending a yellow glow over the walls of the ditch which is about twenty feet in diameter, and the walls are about ten feet high.
I looked up to see Shel and Ben making their way down the hill slowly on their backs practically til they reached the sandy bottom where we were. I looked down and saw the leaves that Michael must've been lying on when we showed up, then saw the small pile of wood and paper stacked neatly in a cone shape at the edge of the water that met the sand bar. Michael went over to the pile with his lighter and lit the papers, a green flame flickering from the plastic lined feed bag. We then spread out our sleeping bags, unzipping them all the way and throwing them out more like quilts than anything, there was no way we could stand to be wrapped in those bags, we would've drowned in our sweat!
"Thanks for calling us up, we've been talking about camping out and just hadn't done it yet.", Ben said to Michael as he disappeared into the shadows.
"Yea that was nice of ya," we chimed in.
"Oh, no problem. Besides, I probably shouldn't drink all this by myself, especially in the dark this far from our houses.", Michael said as he held up a litre jug of cheap black cap vodka. "I told Dave's dad, Mr. Pearson that I had it and he said he would tell the others, but he did say not to let it slip around our mothers.", Michael said taking a swig from the jug, his eyes squinting as he exhaled slowly passing it to me.
"Yea, our dads don't mind too much as long as we don't do it all the time and get totally shit-faced, but our mom's don't much like the idea of us drinking, but no huge deal or anything.", Shel said leaning back and folding his hands under his head. His muscles were highlighted by the shadows cast by the flickering fire at his feet. I looked around as I took several large gulps of the vodka, feeling the burn run from my throat down my chest and landing hard in my stomach, then filling me with a warm, relaxing glow.
"Shit man, you'll feel that in a second er two.", Randy said laughing along with the others waiting their turns to hit the glass jug of a bottle.
Michael then came and sat down next to me while Ben and Shel moved in closer to us til we were sitting in an ever so familiar circle, only this time there was another shirtless barefoot guy in it. I looked over at the other guys, noticing how their skin glowed a golden color in the light of the flames, Ben's hair a bronze mat on his head as it tilted back while he gulped three mouthfuls of the liquor that tasted like how I would imagine fingernail polish remover tasting. I then looked at Michael, whom I hadn't had much of a chance to study yet. I didn't catch myself staring as my inhibitions were slowly melting away. Before I knew it, Michael had the bottle passed to him from Shel at tilted it up, the fire on the other side of Michael casting glimmering ripples throught the glass bottle and the clear liquid inside, making white spiderlegs of light dance across Michael's muscular chest and abs, accented by the thin shadows that were being cast by the texture of his abs. Randy and the others were laughing and jabbering about something, but I wasn't listening, I was busy staring at Michael as he chugged from the bottle, then pulled it from his lips, and passing it to me as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand.
"Your turn Dave.", Michael said with a smile, his teeth glowing in the firelight. I took the bottle and took one more large gulp, and then asked if the others wanted anymore.
"Not at tha moment. Dunt wanna get too drunk yet. Jus got here.", Shel said reclining a little bit on his hands.
I then capped the jug and layed it to the side. I leaned back, watching Michael poke the fire with a stick before he returned to the mats and plopped down next to me, his upper thigh resting against my exposed hip. He wrinkled his lips up a little as he reached down towards his leg,
"Thinka stick is scratching me...", then his hand came up with the tube of lube that must've fallen out of my pocket.
"Hmmmm, what's this for, Dave?", Michael said mischeviously, a grin spreading across his face.
"Umm, jacking off.", I said, surprising myself a little by my confession.
The others, including Michael laughed at that, then Michael turned to me and said, "Well, I HOPE you brought enough for the group.", talking as if I had brought only one piece of gum or something.
"Be my guest, I brought it for anyone that wants it.", I said sitting up again and grinning at my knowing buddies.
"Well, are ya'll ready to do it?", Ben asked hopefully, looking from one face to the other.
"It's a go with me," I said, soon followed by Shel and Randy's approvals as well.
Now we all looked at Michael, the moment of truth. Was he gonna do it with us? Cause if he wasn't, it would be a long night. if he was, hopefully it'd be longer!
"Welp, sounds lika plan to me.", Michael said as he passed the lube to me and I along with the others began undoing my shorts and pulling them down and off, tossing them over by the slightly emptied jug. Michaels eyes were wider as he looked from one cock the other, seemingly impressed with what he saw.
"Nice equiptment ya'll got there, guys."
"Thanks, whater you packin?", Ben said, a little over anxiously. I could tell that Ben was ready to get this show on the road. We exchanged knowing glances and grins as Michael stood up and dropped his shorts to his ankles, his hard throbbing cock smacking his stomach then bobbing out in front of him straight forward. He also had shaved it perfectly clean, not a hair to be seen on his throbbing young manhood.
I had shaved mine recently as well, but it was starting to grow back. I had centimeter long pubes that annoyed the shit out of me. I just keep mine shaved now most of the time.
"Niiiice.", Shel said while stroking his glistening cock, passing the lube over to Ben who really didn't even need it. He had pre pooling up in his foreskin that would run down the belly of his cock as he pulled the skin up and down over the head of the cock I had sucked a short time ago.
"How big is it?", Randy said, leaning back with his big uncut cock in his hand, rubbing the lube into it as his balls dangled below with his hand movements.
"Bout six na half I think.", Michael said as he rubbed his really thick, uncut cock.
"Welp, Shel, looks like we're outnumbered...two cut cocks and three uncut.", I said laughingly.
"Does that mean we get blow jobs from the minority?", Randy said looking from Shel to me then to the others.
My first inclination was to look at how Michael reacted to this question, was he taking it as a joke or was he excited, hopeful or what. He just looked seriously from person to person, I think looking to see if Randy was joking or not. Then he looked at me, and I just grinned.
Michael grinned back and then looked at Shel who was just looking at the rest of us, especially Randy, really hard look.
"Welp, if ya'll like the cock, then I have the cock!", Michael said teasingly shaking his cock towards my direction. I just looked around, and the others were smiling with this look that said "GO FOR IT". I didn't disappoint them. I looked up at Michael and said,
"Seriously?"
"Um, if ya'll were serious that is...", Michael said a little quieter this time with a sheepish grin.
"I was!", Randy piped in.
With that I took Michael's uncut cock in my hand and began rubbing back and forth, my fist gently gliding his skin over the surface of his hardness like a membrane. Michael was quiet at first, but then began moving his hips, fucking my hand which could barely reach around his throbbing cock. A drop of pre came out the tip of his redning cockhead, and I leaned in and licked if off with the tip of my tonge, taking the sweet liquid and it stretching a string from his cock head down to my lips. This caused Michael to laugh and he reached down and broke the precum thread connecting his cock to my face. I then placed my hands on his narrow hips and opened my mouth wide as I took every inch of his thick cock in my mouth and down my throat. I had practiced on Ben earlier, but he has a longer dick, so this was a relief on my throat, but not my jaw...Michael's was thicker. Michael instantly indicated that he was very vocal, which I realized I liked.
"Mmmm, awww....yeaaa, suck my cock, Dave, yea take all of it....mmm your mouth's so warm...", Michael cooed as he rubbed a hand through my hair and pumped my face gently, not trying to choke me.
The others were all a dripping mess right now, and Ben said,
"Hey Shel...wanna try two at the same time?", Ben said as he wagged his big cock back and forth with a grin on his face.
"Sounds fun to me.", Shel said, seeming excited to try something different as Randy and Ben both stood in front of him and next to Michael as he was still rubbing my shoulders and playing with my ears as he picked up the pace.
Randy and Ben both had their cock heads on Shel's lips as he licked them simultaneously, taking both in his mouth at once, but not going down on them, just sucking the heads and playing with the foreskins while he grasped two balls in each hand.
"Awww shit Shel, yea that's so awesome...you likin' it?", Ben said as he played with Shel's hair with one hand and gripped Randy's ass with the other.
All I could hear from my angle was a very enthusiastic, "MMMmmhmmmm.", coming from Shel's stuffed face.
I looked up into Michael's eyes, past his flexing abs and bulging pecks, and up his beautiful face to the mesmerizing orbs in his sockets. They pierced me deeply as he seemed to establish a link within my mind or something. He began moving slower, grunting quietly when I would run my tongue across his large vein and wriggle it around the head and inside his skin, and compliment me heartily when I would take it down my throat up to his shaved, silky balls. Finally, Michael pulled me off his cock and came down on me, pushing me on my back as he licked down my stomach and then slid my aching boner into his eager mouth. I could tell this was not his first time to do this, my question was who he did it with. That didn't matter at the time, jeeeez he was working my cock over time, taking the whole narrow seven inch rod down his throat, only gagging a little. My hips bucked up with a mind of their own as I gripped his hair, my semi hairy balls pressing against Michael's chin, as I moaned my pleasure to my new friend.
"Ohhh man, mmmm teach me to do this, MMMgg yea,", I heaved breath taken at his tongue and mouth's manipulations.
He then came off my cock and I looked over at Shel who was getting the double treatment, Ben and Randy taking turns on his balls and cock. Shel was going nuts, he was laying on his back while Randy went down on his leaking cock while playing and running his fingers through Shel's hair.
"Dave?", Michael said quietly, obviously trying to catch his breath.
"Yea, Michael."
"Have ya'll ever done anal stuff?"
"No, but was hoping too."
"I'll show ya'll how if ya'll want.", Michael said smiling, "I promise ya'll'll like it."
"Sounds like you could be a handy dude to have around!", I smiled back affectionately, liking our new friend more by the second.
About that time, we were jolted back by Shel's grunt, "Stop or I'll shoot!"
We laughed our asses off at the unintended pun, Randy and Ben reaching for the sky as they laughed. Shel was not getting what he had said at first but then rolling his eyes as he tried to move without cumming.
I looked at Michael and said, "Welp, time for show-and-tell, Teach, show us whatcha know."
The others looked on curiously, wondering what our friend had in store next. Michael then said,
"Alright then, who's fucking who first, cause frankly, I want ALL YA'LL'S ASSES, but I think I'll let ya'll get the hang of it first with eachother, that way I can see what's goin down, or in, however you wanna put it.", as he reached down and picked up the lube from its resting spot.
Shel was standing right next to Ben, and Randy was standing near where I was sitting, so we decided that Randy could fuck me first, and Shel and Ben could duke it out. Shel won after another of their typical wrestling matches on the sleeping bags. I knew that Shel was the better one, but at least Ben tries! Michael thought it was funny as hell, watching the two writhing, naked, laughing boys playfully competing for 'WHO-FUCKS-WHO-FIRST'. Ben gave in, knowing that he wanted Shel to fuck him anyway, and it was on.
"Alright, first, are the 'torpedo tubes' clear?", Michael said with a smirk on his face.
We knew what he meant, and knew that was not a problem, so we said yes.
"OK then, the only thing you really need to know is to not go faster than the other person is comfortable with, or it'll hurt like hell, got it?", Michael said as we sat there like a group of pupils listening to the great Aristotle or something.
We got it, so then Michael handed the lube to Shel and said,
"Maybe ya'll should try it doggy style first, then try it missionary and see which works best for Ben here, some people say it's easier different ways for each different guy."
With that, Ben got on all fours, his cock hanging low and hard, his balls dangling between his hairy thighs due to the heat of the fire.
Shel then squirted some lube on Ben's hole, and was about to put his cock head against it when Michael came in.
"You might wanna stretch it out a lil at first, you have a pretty big cock."
Shel then lubed up his middle finger and slowly inserted it inside of Ben, who instantly murmered how good it felt. When Shel hit his pleasure spot, Ben's head tilted back suddenly and he moaned louder,
"Yea Shel, right there! Oh God...keep hitting that.", Ben said eagerly, his eyes closed tightly while he bit his lower lip, as he often did when he was about to cum or something.
Shel picked up the pace as Ben relaxed and then stuck another finger in, causing Ben to spread his legs wider and take in a deep breath, trying to relax again.
"Alright, Ben?", Shel asked while the rest of us looked on taking in the site scene before us.
"Yea, I think I'm ready for your cock, Shel, just take it slow and I think it'll go in alright.", Ben said in a soft voice.
"Here we go then," Shel said as he squirted plenty of lube on his already dripping cock, just beggin to be inside of something tight and hot, namely Ben's tight little ass.
With that, Shel passed the lube to Randy who then commenced to do the same to me as Shel had done to Ben, rubbing his hands over my pale globes, then findin my opening and sliding in two fingers at once. I grunted as I hung my head, pushing against his invasion, feeling mixed pleasure and pain as Randy rubbed his other hand up and down my back while working his fingers in and out of me.
Michael looked on while gently massaging his oozing cock, he seemed to approve of our work so far as he smiled. By this time, Shel had his cock all the way planted inside of a moaning Ben, slowly pulling out an inch or two before going in deeper. Ben was pushing back against Shel's cock, Shel's pelvis clapping against Ben's cheeks each time, getting a low groan from Shel. Ben clenched the sleeping back with his fist as he laid his head on the bags while Shel was working his ass over with his big cock. Randy couldn't take it anymore and began rubbing his swollen cockhead against my ready ass.
"Let's try it with me on my back.", I said breathlessly, my heart beating out of my chest with excitement.
With that, Randy rolled me gently on my back and I raised my legs up onto his shoulders. Michael stepped over and gave Randy a hand aiming his cock at my hole, finally, I felt Randy's fuck stick break through the ring of my ass. I gasped, but didn't feel any severe pain from it. I lowered my legs down around his waist then and put my hands in his hair as he gazed into my eyes. His were aglaze with lust and adoration at the new sensations he was feeling. I smiled as he grinned, pushing in deeper. It began to hurt some, but not enough to bother us. I pulled him closer to me, his chin resting on my shoulder and me licking his neck. He pushed in deeper with a grunt, and I tensed up, taking in air as Randy's mouth locked on the bend of my neck, he teeth clamped on my neck as he thrust in deeper. I loved the feel of his mouth on my skin, and I nibbled his ear down his neck to his shoulder, licking and biting gently as he pushed all the way in, causing me to bite harder. He gave out a gutteral grunt as his balls pressed against my ass and I lifted up to give him even more entry. I was dazed with love and lust for this guy, my 'brother'. I wanted him so bad it hurt, and I could hear Ben whimpering in the background,
"MMMMmmm Sh...Shel!, OH yea fuck me harder! Oh yea man, give it to me!" followed by Shel's moans and a dull, wet slapping sound.
"Oh, yea Ben, take my cock, oh yea this is so good, so tight...mmmmmgggg you're gonna love it man, tellin ya, uhhhh."
Michael was over watching them now, licking Ben's back and touching his cock to Ben's lips as Ben eagerly licked at it, sucking the head into his mouth for few seconds before Michael would pull out and smear his pre ooze on Ben's lips and chin. I was getting it laid to me with Randy's big uncut cock, and loving every second of it. Randy was licking my ear and face, giving out low sounding moans that were more like growls. He looked up into my eyes and kissed me, his tongue pushing deep into my mouth, and down my throat. Our tongues intwined and pushed against eachother as he picked up the pace with his humping. The sweat was beading up on Randy's back and sliding between our hot bare stomachs as we moved together. We broke for air, and Randy gazed down at me with a huge smile on his face and whispered,
"I love you so much, Dave. This means...so much"
"I know, I love this, and I love you more than I can say."
Randy looked down lovingly as he thrust in as deep as he could and held it there, pulling me tight and into a sitting postition, me sittin in his lap facing him. I began kissing every part of him I could reach as he sucked and kissed me all over.
"Oh yea, Randy, fuck me, mmmm give me all your cum, make me yours.", I crooned, nibbling his ears as I whispered these words just for us.
He laid me back down and held my ankles tight in his big rough hands as they touched my head and he began slamming into my boy pussy, taking me just like I asked.
"OH YES, mmmmgggyyyea, you want my cum, bro?", Randy, grunted teasingly. "Want me to pump your guts full of ME, give you my seed and blood? Make us like real brothers?", Randy whispered in strained tones, grinning as he kissed me between words, pounding his cock in and out.
"Please, I want all of you, I want us to be part of eachother.", I cooed in his ear, digging my nails into his back.
About this time, Shel let out a huge groan that echoed in the tree tops as he unloaded into Ben's quivering body, on the verge of cumming himself.
"OH yea, bro, take it all! HMMMPHHHH! Awwww yeaaa....mmmmmm."
Ben was almost having a sensory overload or somthing, cause he looked like he could explode at any moment as Shel continued pumping his load into him.
That must have pushed Randy over the edge, cause he starting thrusting harder and faster, and I bucked up to meet him. He clenched his teeth on my neck as I did the same and dug in deeper to his back with my fingers. Then Randy's toes curled under and his grip on my ankles tightened as he threw his head back and practically howled as he pumped his essence into me, coating my insides til I could actually feel the hot stuff heating me up inside. He pushed deeply with each powerful thrust, his face all screwed up as he grunted breathedly. There was a strong scent in the air that was driving me insane, something like male pheremones, sweat, sex, campfire, and the woods, but whatever it was, it was great. Finally, he collapsed on top of me, his cock still buried deep inside me and twitching. After we felt that Randy had pumped every drop he could into me, he instantly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up, kissing me on the lips, his tongue sliding across my lips til I opened them, allowing his tongue to slowly move around mine, doing a slow dance. He then pulled me on top of him and wrapped his legs around me, our kiss ended and we gazed into eachother's eyes. I went down and began licking and kissing his chest ever so gently, sucking his nipples and gently biting them, him running his hands over my head and back as I appeared to nurse from his muscles, licking his bicepts and near his pits, getting low moans of approval form Randy. Randy then pulled me up, his hands on my rib cage and whispered,
"I love you, and I want you to make me yours too."
"Your wish is my command, bro.", I said grinning as I kissed him again. I fumbled around until I felt a hand give me the lube. I looked up to see Michael smiling down at us as he walked over towards Ben and Shel's clump. We smiled back and I began squirting the lube on my aching pole, and saw that Randy was hard again too. I ran my fingers over his pucker, causing his body to shudder. I then ran my fingers up inside of Randy, prodding around gently until I found his bulb, which I rubbed and poked gently and rhytmically, driving Randy up the wall.
"Ohh! Oh, Dave...that's so good, try putting your dick in me, I think it's ready...mmmmm.", Randy said in a breathy voice full of anticipation. Finally, I rubbed my cock, then lifted Randy's legs up and put his knees to his chest, exposing his vulnerable ass to my dripping cock. I then put a hand on his ass, rubbing it gently as I rubbed my cock head on his hole, causing him to squirm.
"Please, I can't wait, Dave, pushin, please.", Randy was pleading.
I then hesitated no longer, and pushed my cock into him, my cockhead popping through the ring of his ass, getting a small sigh from Randy, then sloooowly pushed in constantly, feeling as though my cock was being swallowed up by Randy's tight, hot insides. Randy's insides nearly burned my pulsing member as I pushed in deeper and deeper, until my balls rested against his tense ass, stretched from his legs being held up. Randy's head tilted back as he sighed a long groan. I leant forward and licked and teethed up his outstretched throat up to his chin. I could feel the chill bumps rising all over his body as I trembled with eagerness and excitment, unlike ever before. I then nibbled his ear, and he gently mouthed and ran his teeth over mine as well as I began to work my hips up and down, smacking gently into his rear and feeling his prostate with my cock as I worked it in and out, getting Randy really worked up. After a few minutes of this, things were getting deeper, and our passion levels rose, we began feeling the same animalistic urges as before as our hearts beat almost out of our chests. I began fucking him faster and harder, we began moaning louder, and Randy pulled me out of him for an agonizing moment as he decided to try it from behind. I quickly slid back into the warmth of his bowels and gripped his hips tightly and began driving into his ass, pulling him up and running my hands over his chest and abs, gripping his cock as I slowed down and rested, feeling his heat against my chest and stomach, the sweat from his back causing us to slide against one another. He tilted his head back on my shoulder and I smelt his hair, the scent was unbearably exciting to me. I sank my teeth into his shoulder as I began working into him again, him moaning and grabbing my hair with his hand and pushing me into his neck hard, loving my tongue and teeth on his skin, just as I loved his. I reached around and pinched one of his nips with my left hand, and gripped his bobbing manhood that had just taken me a while ago and began jacking it, cause I was close. I then guided him back into missionary style again, but he rolled me over and was on top of me, sittin on my cock, and ravidly kissing and licking me, grinding his cock into my stomach as he moved on me, my cock sliding in and out of him as his ass rhythmically squeezed my cock, milking my essence from me. He seemed to hold me in place, his hand resting on the side of my face as that exposed my neck to him, his other hand on my shoulder. He just ran the tip of his stiffened tongue up and down my neck, feeling my pulse pumping blood to my cock. He then sucked really hard as he teethed on my neck, driving my cock even deeper inside of him. He licked across to my face and his tongue found mine and entered my mouth again. I was dazed with arousal and love and lust, and I broke to roll him on his back again, and our eyes locked. I could see the playful, loving, tender, yet, wild, untamed, primal friend of mine, and I think he could see that same thing in me as I told him I was close. I went down and continued my tongue and mouth's handiwork on him as he pulled me tight and grunted,
"Cum in me, Dave, give it all to me, fill me up."
I couldn't hold back anymore, I felt Randy's cum spray up between us, smearing all over my stomach, and that combined with Randy's strained, "I'm CUMMING AGAIN!!! UNGGGGGG!! AWWWW!!!!!!!", I couldn't hold back anymore. I jolted with the most powerful spasms I had had yet. I don't know how many globs of cum I shot, but it was a personal record for me. I shot loads of cum into Randy's guts, thus sealing it in our minds...he was mine, and viceversa. We were as good as blood brothers as far as we were concerned. We laid there for a while, trying to cath our breaths, then Michael walked up grinnin all over and said,
"Wow...sounds like ya'll liked that!"
I was laying next to Randy, still coming down from our euphoric bliss as I looked up with a grin and winked at Michael. He winked back before walking over to the bottle of vodka and taking another slug of it.
I tilted my head back and got an upside view of Ben and Shel who were not slowing down much. Ben was already massaging Shel's hot spot, showing him the same pleasure Shel had shown him. Ben was anxious to take Shel's ass for a test drive, and began squirting on the lube with one hand and finger fucking our buddy with the other. Finally, Ben placed the head of his cock against Shel's slick entrance, and proceeded to press forward. Shel was resistant at first, but then it gave in and he received Ben deep inside, causing him to shivver with the feelings as Ben leaned forward and kissed Shel's back, then continually whispered things in Shel's ear that he seemed to like. Shel kept pushing back against Ben's large maleness and moaned his approval repeatedly as Ben kept up his rhythmic pumping.
By this time, Michael was squatted down next to me and Randy, who had gotten up and was kneeling next to me and Michael, who had his hand on my shoulder squeezing it as I laid on my stomach now watching Shel and Ben's coupling, their bodies aglow with the fire light.
"Wanna swig?", Michael said casually as he held up the nearly half empty bottle, "I don't need anymore tonight that's for sure."
I held up my hand saying, "Sure, why not.", and took four large gulps of the not-so-good-tasting stuff, and then passed it to Randy who did the same.
Michael's hand rand down my back and came to rest on my butt.
"Looked like Randy worked you over pretty good there.", Michael said quietly with a grin, "and you gave it right back too!"
Randy grinned and answered laughingly, "Yea, it was great. Can't wait for us to try it with them two over there."
"Yea, same here." I said wearilly, knowing our fun would probably not take place tonight.
Then we heard noises from Ben and Shel again, only louder. We looked up to see Shel's back arched as Ben's teeth were attached to his shoulder as he pulled Shel's head back gently by his hair. Shel was moaning almost constantly, his weak spot being used to pleasure him, and this time Ben was the one who was on top. We thought that was humorous since Shel always beat Ben at their wrestling antics. They were really savoring their moment, and the three of us all had our hardons back as we watched the scene unveil before us.
I then looked up and saw a thread of pre dripping off of Michael's hard cock, making it's way slowly towards the ground. I could see the eagerness in his eyes as he watched Shel and Ben, and I turned back to Randy who gave me a knowing glance and grin to match. I then reached over and took Michael's cock in my hand, causing him to jerk and involuntarily sigh as he looked down at me, his cock pulsing in my hand.
"Want me to take care of this for ya?", I said pulling his foreskin back and forth over his cock head.
Michael's eyes began to sharpen as the corner of his mouth turned up slowly and he simply said, "I'd like that."
I then pulled him down on his back between me and Randy, and I began to lick and suck his nips, licking all over his chest, and down to his abs as Randy went to lickin his neck and shoulders, gently nibbling his ears and licking them, Michael shivvering all over at our ministrations.
After a couple of minutes, Michael was breathing heavily and couldn't seem to hold still, and puddle had formed on his thigh where his heavy thick cock rested.
"Guys....ohhh man...please, do my dick, mmmmplease I gotta get off.", Michael half cooed, half whined with a sense of urgency.
Me and Randy chuckled at the remark, he was showing signs of extreme sexual excitement for sure, he was breakin out in a sweat, and we could smell a scent that was definitely his, and to me it said sex. My mind was cloudy I was so ready to get off myself, but was waiting on Randy. We both went to work on Michael's cock, licking and sucking it and his balls, Michael didn't take long to reach climax. He howled as he shot me and Randy with several big shot of cum that ran off our faces and onto his hairless pubic area and stomach. The rest oozed out as I squeezed and milked his cock.
Michael just gazed at us with true admiration for the feelings we'd given and for doing all this with him. We cleaned him up good, and then just laid there, but didn't lay long before Ben began to fill Shel's guts with his hot seed. Ben was on his ass and Shel was facing him in his lap as they had seen me and Randy do earlier, and Shel was riding Ben hard, impaling himself on Ben's cock. They were kissing passionately as Ben leaned back on his back, Shel astride him now, Ben lettin out a huge groan as his balls visibly moved up closer to him and he began to fire shots into Shel. Shel moaned as he jacked himself to an orgasm that started about the time Ben was almost done with his. Afterward, Shel collapsed on Ben and they just laid there for a while, they had not slowed down since Shel fucked Ben, so they were spent, but both had their signiture shit eatin grins plastered on their flushed faces as they laid in their embrace, glued together with Shel's cum on Ben's stomach and chest.
Michael seemed intrigued by their intimacy, but wasn't saying much about it. I could tell that he knew something was up beyond just 'jackin buddies'. Randy just quietly said,
"Welp, guess Shel ended up on top afterall.", to which I couldn't help but smile.
Michael just continued to look at them, seeming to have a look of longing in his countenance.
That's when I remembered that he had no girlfriend, and knew that he was probably lonely and stuff. I really found myself liking Michael a lot, I could tell he was deeper than he appeared on the surface. I decided to try and see what was goin on in his mind a little.
"So, where do you stand with girls and stuff, Michael?"
He pondered a moment then shook his head slightly, "On the other side of the Mississippi river, never met one that I was truly into really." Michael grinned then, and looked from Shel and Ben's clump to me and Randy saying, "But I know guys that I'm attracted to. Guess that makes me, uh, gay, don't it?"
"Mmm, a little, but we don't hold it against ya.", Randy said good naturedly, puttin his arm around Michael's shoulder and pulling im over a little bit.
After seeing that Randy might not be gay, but didn't mind gay people, I decided to just go ahead and letem know about me too. Besides, we were glowing with vodka at the time, so it wasn't that hard anyway!
"I'm gay too, I think. I'm not a flaming queer or nothin, but I'm homo I guess you could say."
Randy turned and looked at me, "Welp, you're still one of the bro's, and I'm not sure. I might be, but I might try things out further with girls before making a decision. But, whether I am or ain't won't change how we care about eachother though, right?"
"Right.", I said putting my arm over Michael's shoulders to rest my hand on Randy's.
About that time, Shel and Ben came over to where we were sitting and plopped down next to us.
"That...was soooooo goood.", Ben moaned as he rolled onto his back.
"For real, that was better than I imagined, both ways.", Shel said shaking Michael's leg.
I reached down with my bare foot and ran my toes through Shel's hair as he lay at my feet. He jokingly let his tongue hang out as he spasticly shook his right leg like a dog. Michael thought it was funny as hell, and joined in, to which Shel appeared to go into shock.
"I'll never get it...", I said.
"That's alright, as long as you don't stop!", Shel said as his shoulders moved around with his fit of pleasure.
Michael was tickled by the sight before him, but then he got a little more serious as he spoke.
Michael looked at us and said, "I'm glad that we were all able to do this, this is alot to me, I mean, I'm homosexual, and have dated and done things to hide it for a long time now, and meeting people that don't mind doing things with other guys and such, means a great deal. Really."
"Well, I'm not sure that I'm completely homo, but I know I like guys, mostly you guys, and ya'll are probably the only guys that I would be really interested in doin this stuff with, just cause I like ya'll so much, ya know? But who knows, time'll tell, right?", Shel said kindly. "I don't care if you're, gay or whatever, so long as you don't act like it too much, it shouldn't be a huge problem with other people in the area, hopefully anyway."
"Thanks.", Michael said smiling genuinely.
"I'm either bi or gay or somethin, but I don't like the 'gay' lable so much myself. This all feels so natural, that I don't think there should be any more of a lable for this as there is for hets. Straight guys don't introduce themselves, "Hi I'm so n so and I'm straight." And I don't think we should have to feel that way either.", Ben said matter of factly. I could see his father in him at that moment, and it made me smile, thinking that I may be seing in him what my father saw in Mr. Harrison or something.
We all ended up just laying down where we were and dozing off. When I awoke, it was still probably around 3 in the morning, but I had to piss like crazy. I eased myself out of Randy and Michael's grip, and gently slid my leg out from under Shel's head and stepped off by the fourwheelers to relieve myself. Soon, I heard more pissing, and I turned over to see Michael standing a few feet away, his semi piss hardon standing out in front of him as he pissed. We pissed forever it seemed, but then we sat on the four wheeler and just talked about nothing. He said some things about the girls he'd dated and stuff, but nothing extraordinary. I wanted to ask about the time he walked in on my dad and his dad, but thought that it was a bit late for that, and would wait til later. As we got up to head back to the sleeping bags, he took my arm and asked me,
"Dave, I know we just got to know eachother tonight, but uh, can I kiss you?", Michael said, as though we were on our first date and he didn't want to looke whorish. I just smiled as I pulled his naked warm body against mine and our lips met forcefully, and his experienced tongue began to show me how it's done. He had more experience with kissing and the like, so I just let him lead. We kissed for over a minute or two, and finally broke for air. I could see his teeth glowing in the moonlight and the dim glow of his skin in the dwindling fire, and knew he was 'brother' material.