The Fourwheeler Incident Me and My 'Brothers' Chapter Four Art I. Fex
Normal discmlaimers apply, don't read it if you aren't supposed to, if you're too young, then don't read, and even though they don't wear condems in this story is because they are all virgins except for what they've done with eachother, so they're all clean. Otherwise they would have gone and gotten tested, then wore protection. ;) If you are offended by homosexual stuff/gay sex, they you definitely won't enjoy this story, because it has a lot of that sort of thing in it, so save your time and read something else. I think that's it...for the rest of you, BON APPETITE!
The next morning, I awoke surrounded by a passel of naked guys, and we all reeked of camp fire smoke, sweat, cum, and a slight hint of alcohol. I gazed at the cell phone that was sitting near my head, hanging halfway out of a pair of shorts, and sure enough, it was freakin 6 AM... The sun was rising over the hills in the east, just as always, filling me with a sense of eternity, and how small life really is. Kind of a cozy feeling in a way. The bright golden-orange light that filtered in through the trees cast its warmth down on our entwined naked bodies, contrasting with the still darkness of the creek bed and surrounding trees. The clouds were striated in the sky, purple, navy, and crimson masses etched in gold as the sun peeked out from behind them. It looked like a door to heaven was left open. I smiled as I stretched, forgetting how early it was, and how late we had fallen asleep, bringing my arm down underneath Michael's head and my other arm down on Randy's chest, which was still sticky from our activities the night before.
Michael roused a little when I slid my arm under his head, and his face turned towards mine as his eyes fluttered a little.
"Mmmmmph, morning, Daaaaave.", Michael grunted as he stretched his legs and arms, his leg tensing under Ben's head, who had used Michael's leg as a pillow.
"Mornin', pleasant dreams?", I said grinning sleepily at my new buddy.
"If what happened last night was just a dream, then hell yes.", Michael said laughing in a whisper.
"What happened?", I said teasingly, rubbing my arm under his neck as he wrapped his arms around me.
Michael then grinned and gave me a short but deep kiss, then squeezed me tighter as he nuzzled my neck getting comfortable again.
By this time, Ben was beginning to stretch a little, which kinda started a chain reaction. Shel's head was on Ben's stomach, and Randy's legs were in between Shel's legs, so one was roused up right after the other.
Once everyone was semi awake, we just sat and talked and joked about the night before and how much we enjoyed it.
"Yea, ya'll fucked ya'll's brains out.", Michael laughed.
"Yea, but you did't get fucked last night, what are we gonna do with you?", Randy said as he rolled on his side so he could see Michael on the other side of me.
"Yea, and I did't fuck Randy or Dave, and neither did Ben, or vice versa....we have to do this again soon.", Shel said in a humorously grave voice.
"Yea, like, TODAY...what're ya doin' later?", Ben chimed in.
"Just the usual chores and such, same for ya'll?", Michael said hopefully.
That is when I remembered that the four of us had a house that we needed to furnish and move into! The others had only seen it a couple times, and I hadn't seen it but once since my grandparents moved.
"Guys, we have some furniture and stuff to deal with, and I am not sure about the usual chores, but after we're done with that, we'll be done right?", I said getting up and stretching once more, my cock semi hard and needing to piss.
"That's right, I guess we should get movin', you wanna help, Michael? After last night, you will definitely have a big part in this!", Ben said looking more excited than sleepy now.
Michael just glanced around and asked, "What are ya'll up to?"
That is when we decided to give Michael the scoop on the change of events. Michael thought it was really cool, and we all decided to collaborate some way to get Michael in on it, at least on some level, since he probably couldn't totally move in with us. We took our morning piss, loaded up our stuff, made sure the fire was saturated, and then headed out in our seperate directions, agreeing we would all meet up at the house before lunch.
When I arrived at my house, I saw that the car was gone, meaning my mom wasn't there. I also noticed that there was a busted-ass, dented up blue pick-up that could only be Ben's dad's. I instantly got a tight feeling in my stomach, mostly one of excitement. I suddenly wished that Ben was there with me. I walked quietly up to the door, setting my camping gear in the wreck room along with my shoes, and like a burglar made my way toward the door. My hand turned the knob, 'my hands moving slower than a clock's hands'. I then stepped into the entry of our back door, and closed the door behind me. My dirty bare feet padded up the small stair case leading into the laundry room and from there into the kitchen. As I approached the door of the kitchen, I heard a dull clamor that nearly made me jump out of my skin! I stopped dead in my tracks, knowing that someone was in the kitchen, then I heard someone pick up on a conversation that was already in progress.
"Well, I may not have seen them in the act, but there'll be time for that.", I thought to myself, but then I heard something about, 'the boys'. That had to be me and the others.
"So, you told'em about us, huh?", I heard Mr. Peterson say as a cabinet door fell closed and a glass dish clinked on the counter.
"Yea, they've been up to it themselves for...probably a long time by now. Besides, I think my boy's gay, so we'll just have to see how that turns out.", I heard my dad's voice, muffled by the door leading into the kitchen.
"I have had my suspicions about Ben, but I did find a porno in his room once, it had bi and straight stuff...he's got good taste I might add!", Ben's dad chuckled.
"Must've gotten it from you, cause you always picked out good stuff when we were kids.", my dad said back laughingly.
I had all kinds of thoughts running through my head at that moment. My dad knew I was gay, or was at least on to it? What about him and Mr. Peterson? Bi? I didn't know quite what to think right then, but at least he was positive about it. About that time, I heard my dad say,
"Where is the cinnamon? The boys, or at least Dave'll be back sometime, maybe I should call him on the cell phone, see if'es awake yet."
It didn't click at first, but then I realized that I was in a compromising position...I was right on them, with my cell phone which could ring, and they'd hear it and know I was there, AND the cinnamon was right next to my head in a shelf. I quietely as a shadow hurried my way down the carpeted (thank God) staircase and right when my dad was about to open the laundry room door, I opened and shut the exterior door, just as my cell phone began to ring. I looked up to see my father step in, wearing his boxers and the cordless phone pressed to his ear.
"Aww hey son! I was just about to call you..."
"Oh, I have good timing then, don't I?", I said smiling and hugging my dad. As I hugged him in the doorway though, I not only saw Mr. Peterson sitting at the bar in his boxers, but also a half full jar of cinnamon sitting next to the cook top. It dawned on me. Why was my dad looking for it? I looked up and met the smiling face of Mr. Peterson,
"Good mornin', boy! Up early today aren'tcha? Wouldn't have expected it after all the action last night, camping and all."
He said camping with a different ring to it, I knew he was insenuating something else, but wasn't saying it, and it was good natured as well, not accusing or anything.
"Yea, it was great, we'll definitely be doing that again soon.", I said smiling back at him.
"Welp, you obviously didn't get trashed, howabout the others?", my dad said jokingly as he walked back to the counter and started sprinkling cinnamon on the toast.
"Nah, we didn't over-do it, slept good though, we were tired."
Mr. Peterson chuckled, "Oh, I'm sure ya'll were! All that work before bed, plus a little um..."
"Vodka.", I finished for him.
"Indeed.", Mr. Peterson said as he bit off a piece of toast and had a very suspicious smile as his pleasant, boyish eyes drilled a couple holes in me.
I knew he was onto something, but I could play. Why hide?
"Well, it wasn't THAT hard setting up camp, we didn't have a tent or anything with us, plus we rode down there..."
"Oh, but ya'll sounded very...distressed?", Mr. Peterson said a mock confused look on his rough face, not shaved since yesterday.
"What do ya mean?", now I was curious, how in hell's creation had they heard shit from up on the hill, we were loud but didn't have an intercom system!
"Yea, we heard some howling down there.", my dad said grinning his shit eatin grin, and setting the pan of toast down on the bar and taking a seat on the other side of me.
"Ah, that.", was all I could say. "How did ya'll hear that? And we weren't distressed really, just playin around."
"We had to go to the house down there last night to check up on a few things, we ended up sittin on the porch for a spell.", my father said handing me some bacon.
"Then we heard the most godaweful coyotes, then later on we heard them again.", Mr. Peterson said, a look of confusion on his face.
We laughed our asses off, me thinking of what we must've sounded like from a distance.
About that time, Ben barged in the door.
"Gotch'ore note, dad.", Ben said as he walked in, wearing a different pair of shorts, but that was it, as usual.
We all said our good morning's and sat him a place at the bar, my dad moving down one so Ben sat next to me.
"What were ya'll talkin about?", Ben said curiously, his mouth full of toast.
"Oh, just about all those strange noises from the creek bottom down there we heard last night."
Ben just slowed his chewing and stared from face to face, looking for a clue. I figured I'd save him from beating around as I had.
"They know...", I whispered loud enough for all to hear.
"About what?", Ben said, not sure if he should still play dumb or not.
"That we boys do things together that would make the preacher cuss.", I said smiling.
We all laughed, not Ben at first, but he joined in soon after.
We chatted and talked, and kinda let that discussion rest for a while, but then my dad looked over at me in a moment of silence and popped the question.
"Son, I've been meaning to ask you, and believe me, I don't care, Mr. Peterson don't care, and obviously Ben and them wouldn't care, but um, are you gay? Or are you just into guys?"
The other two stared in my direction awaiting my answer, and after some thought, I replied,
"Well, I guess that would be the right term for it. I kinda don't won't people to all think of me as a flaming fashion guru or something though. Ya know? But yea, I think I'm gay so to speak."
The others just nodded, but then Ben spoke up.
"Yea, we kinda talked about this last night. I think that I am either bi or gay, but if it were a decision between gay or straight, then I'm gay. But bi might be more on the money, considering that I do infact notice girls from time to time, but just not as often as my 'bros'.", Ben finished with a grin towards me.
"Welp, that explains that.", Mr. Peterson said nicely, "We were just curious about our boys, kinda like to know this stuff, right?"
"Right. We won't tell anyone that ya'll don't want to know.", my dad inserted. "Besides, who knows about Shelby and Randy?"
"Mmmmm...", Ben said, his mouth packed with like, 6 pieces of bacon, "Ra-ie's b-wii, n Sels bwi o uh geh."
Our dad's just kinda stared for a moment while he continued to chew and look at them with a blank look.
"Randy's bi we think, and Shel is either gay or bi, something like that is what our chipmunk friend is trying to say I think.", I said giving Ben a weird look. "Here Benny, have some milk.", as I slid the jug over to him.
Ben just laughed the best he could while my dad chuckled, Mr. Peterson just shaking his head slowly.
"Anyway, they are more interested in the idea of trying things with girls it seems, but we agreed that it won't affect our relationships with eachother as 'brothers', as it were.", I said.
"Right, right. Anything interesting with Michael?", my dad said looking at me with a knowing look.
"No, he just sat there with a stunned look on his face while the 'bros' showed him how it was done.", I said in a macho sort of way.
"Yea, we blamed it on the alchohol.", Ben said before he busted out laughing.
"Actually, he helped us expand our horizons a little if you know what I mean."
"Yea, and I think that Dave might just have the hots for him.", Ben said teasingly.
"WHO WOULDN'T!?", I said, realizing that I did have feelings for 'em.
"Well, I suppose that it would be nice, since not all you boys know you're gay, and Dave does, ya know, to have a person who would take the place of a girl friend and stuff.", my dad said reasurringly.
"Not that girls will affect how we all feel for eachother of course!", Ben reemphasized.
That is when I began to think about how to get Michael more involved with us 'bros' and our new little enterprise we had going.
"Speakin' of which, how do you think we could get Michael into our little situation we have goin' at the old homestead place? I mean, he obviously can't just leave home to live with us, that's different."
"That's easy, boy.", Mr. Peterson said. "Farm hand. Your pop and I with Mr. Sasser were farm hands when we was youngins on some other farms not terribly far from here...he could do the same, and THAT his parents, mainly his mother, wouldn't have a problem with probably."
"Besides, his family is more into crops, like Shel's family, than animals like us.", my dad said matter of factly.
"Perfect.", I thought outloud as we finished our breakfast and I went to call Shel and Randy.
Me and Ben went up to my room to call the others, and we decided to call Shel first. The phone rang on the other end, and Randy answered.
"Mmmm, yooo."
"Hey, watcha doin'? We just finished breakfast and stuff, talking with our dads and all. And why do you have Shel's phone?"
"Just got in from doing a couple things outside, and Shel is getting ready to do something that he can't talk while doing, hehehe."
"Uh uh! Save it, remember, we gonna gang-bang Mikey boy later?", I said.
"What?! Whatev...and by the way, ya'll've got it comin'. We've been talking about how sweet ya'll's asses were, and that is what led up to our little fun here. Shel told me to tell you just now that he can't wait to get a piece of your tight ass, and you tell Ben that I'm gettin ready to split that ass of his too.", Randy said laughingly, but trying to sound tough.
"Yea, well we'll see about that, we might over power you fore you have a chance tough guy.", I said, Ben listening in.
"You're scrawny asses? HAH, bring it!", Randy said, and I could here a choked laughter from who I assume was Shel.
We laughed at eachother and said our good byes, and decided to hit the shower, so that we would feel fresh for moving furniture later. Me and Ben stripped and went into my shower, still wet from the night before. Ben smiled at me and asked,
"Were you serious about saving it?"
"Well, I just wanna have enough energy for you, Shel, Randy AND Michael.
With that, I turned and pulled Ben into the steaming water and hugged him close to me, our chests pressed together as well as our stomachs, our legs, our cocks, and our lips. I kissed him on his forehead and cheeks and down his neck, nibbling and gently chewing his ears and shoulders, causing him to giggle as he did the same to me.
"It is gonna be hard holding out til tonight again...", Ben said, his voice trailing off as he kissed me again.
We continued our shower, washing one another, not missing a spot, and Ben ran a sudsey finger along my hole, hinting at what was to come, sending shocks through my body.
After we were clean, or more like so horned up that we couldn't stay in the shower anymore, we got out and dried off, slingin our shorts on and began ripping the sheets and such from my bed. We decided that we would try and make it with two beds, for more reasons that one. We would have my queen and Randy's queen, since his room probably wasn't even going to be a bedroom anymore, and the other's would become whatever their mothers wanted them to be I guessed. After getting the sheets off and the matress and boxsprings against the wall, we disassembled the frame and all that until it was just a pile. We then decided to start a little unofficial comptetition with Randy and Shel. We decided to go ahead and haul all my stuff to the house and have it all set up before Randy and Shel even got out of the house good. The heaviest thing we had to work with was the matress, and Newton's law told us that it would slide down the staircase without much help. So we went to it, taking the smaller things down the stairs, only having to team up on the headboard since we were not taking EVERYTHING out of my room, mainly just the bed and a nighstand and a few other things like that. We made our way through the house with the stuff, and within five or so trips, had everything but the matress and box spring. About that time, Dad and Mr. Peterson came in the house from some minor chores and asked if we wanted some help, and we agreed to it. After we maneuvered the last of the furniture to the back of the busted up looking picup, me and Ben headed out down the road. We turned into the pasture, bumping along our new shortcut that was less noticeable from Randy's house, me sitting in the passenger seat, Ben's arm draped over my sweating shoulders as he gripped the steering wheel with his other hand. We enjoyed the hot breeze that poured in through the windows as we listened to the radio blaring some Oldie's song.
Once we got there, we began unloading the stuff from the truck. Luckily, this house is one story, except for the attic, so there were only the stairs leading up the tall porch, which we backed the truck up to and let down the tail gate, kinda like a drawbridge onto the porch steps. As we opened the door to the house, the smell of wood, and a little tinge of pinesol mixed witht the 'old house' smell. We explored the house, deciding which rooms to put our stuff in. There was a small kitchen with an adjoining eating area, and a laundry room that was added on years ago since they didn't even have clothes washers when the house was originally built. We walked out of another door in the kitchen area to a hallway, and saw a bathroom that had been expanded with two sinks and a tile shower.
"Wow, they did fix it up, didn't they? This is really nice for a bunch of beatnick guys.", Ben chuckled as he stepped into the shower to see how big it was.
"Yea, this'll definitely do it for us. Let's go see the bed rooms."
Ben and I felt like it was Christmas as we walked down the hall, looking into the simple, empty bed rooms. There was a grand total of two nice sized rooms.
"So, um, who get's to sleep with who?", Ben said, kinda glumly, but trying not to look dismayed. "Just take shifts and totate between rooms?"
I grinned at Ben as I walked into the larger of the two rooms, which interestingly were joined together with a tiny hallway that appeared to have been a closet between the two rooms at one time, and someone just knocked the wall out between them and made the closet door the divider. "Actually, I think we'll all be sleeping together, cause we are gonna need a study and office for a computer and our books and stuff, so this is like, THE bed room I think."
"That's better.", Ben said, looking happier than before.
"Welp, let's get this crap in the room before Shel and Randy get to looking for us and catch on.", I said slyly as we made our way up the main hallway that ended up back at the front room again.
We slid the matresses in across the wood floor to the bedroom of our choice. Before long, we had all the stuff unloaded off the truck and sat neatly in place in the room. The house was pretty long and spread out since it wasn't terribly tall, except for the attic, which required a ladder to get into, so it wasn't really great for big furniture or anything. We had been in the bedroom getting things in order and getting the bed set up and all, laughing and carrying on til it was nearly eleven o'clock. We decided to call Shel and Randy to see if they had done anything yet. Ben picked up my cell and called Randy. I could tell that they had indeed started, and they claimed to be real far along. They acredited it to their superior muscle strength and organizational skills.
"What???!!....well that's what you think, we're WAY ahead of you two muscle headed slugs!....oh really? well we're already at the house!....yea right, and why don't you speak up, I can't hear you, sounds like your whisperin or somethin.....OH WHAT EV...OH BRING IT PUSSY! WE'LL BE WAITING WHEN YA'LL FINALLY DRAG ASS OUT HERE AND GET STARTED!", Ben said challangingly, cracking up about halfway through.
With that said, I heard stomping down the hall and the words, "Our pleasure!", resound up the hallway to our room as our door busted in. The imortal words of Chapelle, "Gatcha bitch!" was the last thing the wide-eyed Ben heard before he was tackled to the floor and mercilessly pinned, tickled, and prodded by Randy. Shel was laughing histerically at how surprised Ben looked when the door flew open, then looked at me evily.
"Didn't know we had pulled up and been sitting on the porch taking a breather, didjall?"
"Hey Shel...buddy, I didn't say all those mean and hurtful things.", I said backing against the wall, knowing that I was painfully ticklish and sensitive to touch. Squeeze my knee wrong and I might kick a hole in the wall.
Shel was moving towards me quickly, closing in on me as he said teasingly, "I wouldn't know, I wasn't the one talking on the phone."
"Please, no!", I said in the most pathetic and pitiful voice I could imitate, but Shel just ate it up.
"You have to beg better than that, babe.", Shel said gripping me under my arms and squeezing a little, which was enough to slide me to the floor in a knot.
"Pllleeeease?"
Shel lightened up and lifted me up again, Ben, however, was screaming like a ten year old girl on the other side of the room as Randy tortured him in the way he loved and hated.
Shel told me, "Alright, I won't tickle you, since you were nice."
"'preciate it."
As I walked over to the empty space near the closet, I got smeared by Shel as he knocked me down, holding my wrists firmly on the floor, his bare chest on my back and his lips to my ear.
"Sorry. I changed my mind.", Shel laughed.
"You prick!" I spat out as he then began dragging me by my ankles over to where Randy was saying, "Bring his ass over, he said some stuff to ME earlier! Suggesting that I blue-ball my ass the rest of the day?! What were you thinking?"
I kicked,writhed, and pleaded as my fingers clawed the wood floor, actually leaving a few claw marks that are still there, and we laugh at them to this day. Shel had me good though, and plopped me down in the pile. My screams soon matched Ben's and our laughter and wales just about brought down the house.
I was still hopelessly pinned and Ben was on the verge of hyperventillating until my father came and stood in the doorway, staring at us with that grin that told me he was happy we hadn't really grown up much.
"Come on now, torturing your brothers? Really..."
"Aww, come one, what are big bro's for anyway? Besides, they deserve it for trying to be all sneaky and stuff.", Randy said letting my exhausted body slump to the floor.
"BIG brother?", Ben said breathing heavily, but still managing to sound challenging. I personally didn't feel up to questioning it right then, but what can I say? Ben's a glutton for punishment.
With that, Shel AND Randy jumped astride Ben the way he hated it most, Randy on his chest holding his arms where they couldn't move at all and Shel digging his fingers all over the shivering screaming body underneath.
"Welp, whenever ya'll are ready, I brought ya'll some sandwiches that Dave's mom made before she left.", dad said.
"Oh, where did they go anyway?", I said loudly over the noise that Ben was making in his pradicament.
"Shoppin with the rest of ya'll's moms.", my dad said over his shoulder as he left.
'Shoppin' was the only necessary word in that phrase. Our mothers and Ben's sisters would be gone til well after dark, it is just the way it is with them.
"Oh, me and Mr. Peterson'll be headin over to Mr. Sasser's right quick to ask about Michael working here some of the time...that is what we decided on right?"
Shel and Randy stopped torturing Ben long enough to say it was a good idea to them, too. Then as Ben began to get up, Randy shoved him down again and straddled his chest and picked up where he had left off, sending Ben through the roof again.
After the door up front slammed and we heard my dad's pickup, which wasn't much better off than the Peterson's, crank up and leave, they stopped tickling Ben, but Randy didn't get off of him. Instead, Randy looked around and said,
"Hm, what ARE we gonna do with you?"
"Um, lemme go so I can eat lunch?", Ben said smiling.
After a brief pause and a small scoff from Randy, Shel said,
"Let's move to the bed."
With that, I resolved that our teenage hormones would be more than sufficient for this evening's affairs anyway, and Randy bent down and lifted Ben onto the newly made bed and climbed on top of him again, and began teething and licking on Ben's feverish neck, causing him to squirm and smile broadly, the boner already evident in his shorts as he said, "Now that is much better than tickling."
Then I felt Shel grip my shoulders, massaging my back, digging his thumbs deeply into my shoulder blades as he kissed my neck and ears, then my cheek as I turned to meet his lips with mine. His hands moved to my chest and mine reached behind me as I raised from squatting to my knees, gripping his round ass through his shorts, and his cock pressing against my butt. Then I looked at Ben, a blissful look on his face as Randy licked his way down Ben's chest, concentrating on his nipples. Ben bent down and kissed Randy's short blonde hair as Randy's fingers squeezed Ben's wrist which he still held to the floor supporting Randy's weight.
Shel then ran his hands down my belly to my waist, undoing my shorts. My shorts fell to the floor, my boner standing straight out as Shel instantly grabbed it in one hand and my balls in the other as I undid his shorts, exposing his hard cock to my playful hands. I felt Shel moan into my back as he licked down my spine, gripping my hips and pushing his cock against my butt. I reached behind me and squeezed Shel's tense ass in my hands, pulling him to me tighter, then running my fingers down his inner thighs.
I glanced over at Ben and Randy when I heard Ben sigh, "Alright, maybe this is worse than tickling, GIVE IT TO ME!!"
Randy had Ben's shoulders pinned to the bed and was swinging his cock just out of Ben's reach, chuckling to himself at Ben's attempts to reach it with his lips, mouth, tongue, ANYTHING before he would pop it on Ben's lips or cheeks, usually leaving a sticky spot from his pre oozing out. At that, Randy lowered it where Ben gobbled it down, accidentally gagging himself, but not slowing down at all.
"Geez, Ben IS hungry, isn't he?!", Randy said jokingly. "Don't worry, you won't be after this, I promise!", Randy finished in a mischievous tone. Ben's head bobbed up and down, his nose raking through Randy's brissely blonde pubes, Randy's low hangers knocking Ben's chin as he moved up and down, taking almost all of Randy's eight inches of uncut cock.
I then felt a trickle down my leg, and I looked behind me puzzled, but then saw that Shel was leaking all over my butt and it was dripping down my thigh, sending chills up my spine as sweat does when it runs across a ticklish place. I turned around and pulled Shel into me in a tight bearhug, him squeezing me and my cock pressing into his hairy treasure trail, his cock underneath my balls. We kissed eachother everywhere we could reach, tasting eachother, and our lips meeting every few seconds. Then, suddenly Shel pushed me down next to Ben and pinned my arms with his hands, kissing me very deeply like it was our first time yesterday, and then moved his way down my chest where he licked his way to my nips. He took my right one in his mouth and bit it firmly, which was new to me, and my legs shifted underneath his weight as my torso twisted, feeling his hot mouth and tongue on my skin. My legs wrapped around his waist as he kissed my chest and then moved back up, pulling my legs off of him gently and then pulled me up, he on his knees straddling me as he cradled my head in his left hand, and held his cock at the base with his right, rubbing his cock head across my lips, his pre running out on my lips like gloss before the head entered my mouth and it's suction. Shel groaned loudly, and Randy looked over at him with a half grin on his tanned, boyish face. Shel's smiling face lifted towards the ceiling as he pushed my head down further on his throbbing cock, pulsing and growing in my mouth.
"I sweeeeear...", Shel said breathing hard, "ya'll need to misbehave more often!"
Randy and Ben laughed quietly as Ben was licking Randy's balls, sucking them into his mouth and squeezing Randy's butt. I pulled off and also went for the balls, running Shel's cock over my face as I lapped at his nuts like a dog, then letting them bob in my mouth like a teabag, but gagged cos they are kinda big for my mouth, so I went for them seperately, sucking them and getting his cum boiling. Shel was going crazy with a need to get off, but continued to press into my face.
"I have to stop or I'll cum.", Randy said, to which Shel agreed, a single bead of sweat dripping down his temple.
They then went down on me and Ben, gettin plenty of enthusiastic encouragement from us as they ministered to our cocks like we had theirs. Ben tapped me and snapped me from my daze, and I looked over at him as his hand went under my head and without a word pulled our faces together and we kissed. We kissed for a while, his and my tongue seemingly fighting for space in one another's mouths. The sexual tension was building in all of us, Randy and Shel were about to explode, and me and Ben were getting close to shooting our loads. Randy came up and kissed me, then Ben, and licked my neck like an over affectionate puppy, sending shivers down my spine. I pulled Shel up onto me and looked into his hazy lusty eyes as he ground his groin into mine, Randy and Ben kissing passionately to our side.
Finally, I looked up at them and said,
"Wanna make us ya'll's blood brothers too?"
Shel looked down at me and said smiling broadly, "Thought you'd never ask."
Randy broke their kiss and the two of them smiled at eachother, "Welp, might as well make it offical between me and Ben too, huh?"
At that time, Randy and Shel prepared to become our semi-permanent appendages.
"Um, did ya'll think to bring Dave's lube?", Randy asked.
I told Randy it was in the dresser me and Ben had moved earlier and was right next to his and Ben's side of the bed. Shel and Randy got lubed up, lined everything up down there, bordering on frantic, me and Ben prayed their cocks were leaking alot, and they began to push in.
"AAAhhhhnngggg!", I groaned loudly as Shel's cockhead pressed through and into me, and his lips pressed tightly against mine. My nails dug into his back as I caught myself nearly biting his bottom lip as I said between our lips, "Keep goin, I can't wait."
Shel grunted as my claws moved down his back and he pressed in a little further, "Sure?", he gasped, the lust not able to cover the concern in his eyes.
"Mmhhmm.", was all I could say as my mouth was on his shoulder sucking.
About that time, I heard Randy grunt as Ben moaned louder than me.
"OH gyuuud.....", as Randy pushed into him slowly but steadily, whispering, "I know, it'll pass soon, aww man that is so good."
Ben leant up and kissed Randy, who turned his head to the side and pressed down, kissing Ben with gusto as Ben raised his legs higher and wiggled to get Randy deeper into his body.
I reached down and grabbed Shel's ass and pulled him deeper into me, the pain seeming to go away the deeper he went. I moved my lips over to his face, kissing his eyes and nose as he then sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, licking it gently and moaning in a whisper as he pushed deeper into me, his balls beginning to rest on my butt. I then moved my hands up his back, letting my finger tips drag lightly up his warm, tense muscles, getting goosebumps to rise on his skin as my finger made their way to his head. I ran my fingers through his hair, causing his head to hang limp against my chest as his smooth, cut cock slid in and out of me gently and slowly, me feeling every inch of him as it throbbed with the heartbeat I could feel against my moist chest.
I looked over at Ben who was cooing in Randy's ear as Randy began to pick up the pace, moving his powerful hips back and forth, thrusting his big uncut cock into Ben. Randy had his chin hooked on Ben's shoulder, and still had a hold of Ben's hands, their fingers interlocked now. I could see Randy's cock disappear and reappear, and it was one of the sexiest sights I'd seen yet. I looked down between me and Shel when he raised his head against my scratching hand like a cat, and I saw the same thing. Shel was pulling almost all the way out in his thrusting, and finally, his cock popped out. He moaned as he came down, pressing our cocks together, his cock feeling much warmer than mine as he rubbed his dripping pole all over my stomach and groin. As he raised up to see where to put his cock again, I raised up too and got on all fours. Shel got the idea and pulled my legs a little farther apart. He then spat on his hand and rubbed his cock as he pressed the head against my opening, rubbing my butt with the other hand, then began pressing in again. This time, there was hardly any pain at all as he pressed on as far as he could reach, which was far! He ran his hands over my back and shoulders, massaging them a little as he leant over to lick and kiss his way up my back to my neck. Then he gripped my hips and began to work in a steady rhythm, his balls swinging back and forth nearly hitting my balls.
Ben and Randy raised up, and Ben was sitting on Randy's lap facing him as they smiled at eachother, snickering over something. Then Ben pushed Randy down playfully and began to ride him, holding onto Randy's knees. Randy had his hands on Ben's hips, thrusting upward to meet Ben's tight hole. Ben had gotten his hardon back, and his nearly eight inch cock stood straight out, bobbing up and down hitting Randy's belly every time he sat back down on Randy's cock. Randy's face reflected the fun he was having, his head tilted back with a playful yet determined look in his eyes and a huge smile on his face as he began thrusting upward in quick, short thrusts, making a wet clapping sound on Ben's butt as he worked it faster and faster.
"OOOhhhh....AWwww yeeeea....Aw Ben...I'm gonna cum soon...mmmmmmmggg.", Randy said in a strained, raspy whisper.
"Wait up, man, I'll join ya.", Shel said breathedly.
I looked over, and thought what they were doing looked like fun. Shel seemed to be reading my thoughts, he grinned and said with a waggle of is eye brows, "Wanna go for a ride?"
I looked up and let my eager smile tell the tale as I spun around and staddled him. He held his cock straight up as I impaled myself on it. I leant down and kissed Randy, who smiled and gave me a wink. Then Ben beant over and did the same to Shel, Shel thrusting deeper into me as they kissed. Then finally, Randy said,
"Aww man, I can't wait anymore...Ya'll ready to be our bro's?"
All I could say was an enthusiastic yes, to which Shel grinned and began thrusting upward hard and fast, his head flying backwards in bliss as he sped towards his climax.
Ben pretended to have to think about it for a second, Randy sweating bullets underneath, "Would we be your LITTLE brothers?" Randy just yanked Ben down in a hug and laughed as began pounding Ben's ass with abandon. Randy's fingers dug into Ben's hips as Ben held Randy's shoulders. Randy blew first, yelling almost like he was in pain as his body racked with his powerful orgasm. Shel was only two or three seconds behind him before he filled me up, thusting upward and arching his back up, raising up till only his head and feet were touching the floor as he pulled down on my hips, getting as deep as he possiblly could. I could feel the warmth of his seed shooting into me and he just kept thrusting, moaning loud enough you coulda heard him outside for sure! I looked down, and there was cum matted around the base of his cock in his pubes and on his balls. Ben raised up on Randy's chest and kissed him passionately as Shel was still coming down from his climax. His hips finally let down slowly til he was resting on the floor again, and his eyes weakly opened and a smile cracked on his mouth.
"I love you so much, I feel like my hearts gonna blow up.", Shel said before he kissed me again. I never wanted to pull off of him, I just wanted to lay there with his cock in me, holding him in my arms.
"I love you too, I know just how you feel. I can't possibly show ya'll how much I love each of ya.", I said. I almost felt like cryin. I felt like there was no other place in the world that I could belong.
"Yea, I'm so lucky to have ya'll as buds.", Randy said looking at me and Shel as he hugged Ben like a teddy bear, his cock still hard and inside of him.
"You mean brother's, don't you?", Ben said smiling, to which Randy just laughed and kissed Ben on the forehead.
"That's right...LITTLE bro."
After we got composed and cleaned up a little, we hauled in Randy's bed and a mixture of his and Shel's furniture, and fixed it all up in the bedroom. We had a narrow room, so the beds went on opposite walls, the short walls, and the chest of drawers that held all of our clothes went on the longer wall opposite the door. Since we had an office now, we didn't have to have our stuff where we slept anymore, and since we were all together, we just had two of our computers, and two desks, along with a couple book cases that were left in the house after the move. About the time that we sat down to take a look at the rooms we had completed to see if there was anything else we could do before moving on, we heard Michael say,
Wow! This is nice, ya'll really are gonna live here arentcha?"
We all turned around and grabbed him, pulling him down and pinned him on the floor where were were sitting.
"Whoa, say something wrong?", Michael said laughingly.
"Nope, but you did sneak up on us!", Randy said smiling.
"Welp, thought that I would come over and see if there was something I could help out with.", Michael said raising up and sitting on the floor with us.
"Welp, we got the rest of the smaller 'accessories' to put in the kitchen and stuff, then the living room furniture.", I said getting up and stretching.
With that, we all got up and headed out to Randy's truck, which was in better shape than mine and Ben's dad's! The rest of our stuff was left in our other houses to be used as the parents needed, or whatever. Shel's mom had donated a coffee pot to us, Randy's mom, a toaster, and Ben's dad, the old television that they put up in storage when they got a nicer one. My parent's had and old recliner, a coffee table, and and old loveseat that was sitting in the garage with a sheet over it, and decided we could at least hang on to it til my mom got ready to recover it, which me and my dad knew would probably be never. We teamed up on the big stuff and plugged in the little things, and the pile in Randy's truck began to shrink, until finally, we had unpacked all of it. We collapsed in the living room, everyone sweaty and hot from the hauling. I sat in front of the TV and began hooking it up to the satelite dish, and before long, had the TV up and running.
"Welp, I think ya'll've got a nice place to keep the rain off.", Michael complimented.
"Hey, nuestra casa es su casa, amigo.", Shel said in a funny voice.
We all laughed, then I said,
"And just think, after tonight, it won't just be 'amigo'."
"What then?", Michael asked genuinely curious.
"Hermano!"