Date: Wed, 08 Dec 2004 17:47:00 +0000 From: Rebel 777 Subject: Caught With Shadow - Chapter 9 (m/t/t/dog, oral, anal) Caught With Shadow By Rebel Author's Note: Thank you all very much for the encouragement. I have incorporated a couple of ideas that were sent to me, and I really appreciate the help. Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to Rebel777@hotmail.com. Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between a man and young boys and a dog. If material of this nature offends you, then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states, you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story are in no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their actions. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the websites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. * * * * * * * Chapter 9 -- `Getting Things Straight? Between Us' I suddenly felt Dillon grope my nuts, and I instantly panicked, knowing this was not the place. I started to say something when I heard him say, "Oh shit!" and I looked over and saw Garret watching us. I could only watch as Garret walked back to where he'd tossed his Speedo and slipped them back up his legs. "Garret, we need to talk," Dillon said as he moved toward him. "NO! You've told me quite enough! I can see for myself how things are, and you don't want me here!" Garret called out as he slipped on his flip-flops and headed for the back gate. Dillon turned back to me and said, "I'll be back," as he slipped on his Speedo and headed barefoot for the gate. Shadow and Sandy had gotten up and started toward the gate too. "STAY!!" Dillon yelled to them, and they stopped running and Shadow lay down, then he too was out the gate. `Oh fuck! What the hell just happened with those two?' I wondered as I got up and started pacing the deck. I knew Dillon and Garret were best friends and fuck buddies, so I wondered if Dillon's little display set Garret off. As I was picking up the empties, another thought stopped me dead in my tracks. `Shit -- I'll bet Garret was jealous. God, I hope Dillon can work things out with him; the last thing I need is a little kid running home and blabbing to mommy about what was going on. Damn, I've got to talk to Dillon, but he said he'd be back; and what about the dogs?' I couldn't stand it any longer and slowly opened the gate to look out and see if the boys were anywhere around. Sandy nosed up next to me trying to go out of the gate. It's obvious that Shadow is much better trained. I pushed him back inside the yard as I stepped into the alley, placing the block in the gate that I used to keep it from locking. Looking down the alley toward Dillon's house, I could see the two boys huddled together on the ground in the next block. It looked like Dillon was talking to a despondent Garret, but at least they hadn't ran off. `I guess I don't have any choice; I'm just gonna have to trust my life to my 14-year-old friend. Gawd, that's a scary thought.' I slipped back inside the yard and both dogs seemed glad to see me and started nudging into my legs, wanting attention. "It's ok guys, the boys are just outside. They'll be back in just a second. C'mon, let's go sit down and wait for them," I reassured myself as much as the dogs. As a pack, we moved back to the table where I had collected the trash, then I headed to the house with my entourage in tow. As I started inside through the sliding glass doors, both dogs waited respectfully, and then followed me inside. Both went over to the water bowl I had set out earlier for them as I threw away the empties. I saw them move back toward the dining area so I snapped my fingers, and amazingly, both dogs lay down on the slate tile floor. `Wow, the boys sure have worked hard to train these two,' I thought as I watched the dogs, watching me. I was never raised around animals, as my mother was allergic to almost everything, so I never had the opportunity these boys have. I was fascinated with these two animals so I moved toward them, not knowing what might happen since their `masters' weren't here. Shadow remained a little more alert, but Sandy almost immediately rolled onto his back, inviting me to rub his belly. I knelt down next to the dogs and extended my closed fist toward Shadow as I rubbed Sandy's belly. Shadow sniffed a couple of times, then snaked his tongue out and licked my hand. I thought that maybe I might be home free with both dogs, so I went ahead and sat on the floor with them. Shadow seemed to relax more as I reached further back and scratched him behind the ears. If I didn't know better, I think he was purring at me. As I continued rubbing Sandy's belly, I saw his pink cock ease its way out of the hairy sheath. I slid my hand further back on his belly and felt a hard doggie cock for the first time. Unlike my human cock, or even Dillon's uncut one, the sheath made this sensation completely different from anything in my past experience. As I stroked lightly on the sheath, I could feel the shaft expand and lengthen, then I felt his `knot' start to swell was I played with the entire area. By this time, Sandy had about four inches of his wet, pink shaft extended out of his sheath with another two still inside. `I wonder if Garret plays with Sandy like Dillon plays with Shadow,' the fleeting thought entered my brain. `He sure rolled over and got hard in a hurry when I started to rub his belly. Nah, as close as those boys are, I'm sure Dillon would know, and he never said anything about it,' I finally rationalized. I was transfixed by what I was seeing as more and more of the pink shaft exposed itself, until finally the knot was outside his sheath. I slipped my hand forward and felt the warm moistness for the first time. Sandy really seemed to enjoy the contact and started humping himself into my hand, sliding his body on the tile floor with his movements. It only took a few strokes and I saw a few clear drops fly from the end of his cock and splash onto the floor. I remembered what Dillon had done with Shadow the first time I'd seen them together, and I clamped my hand firmly over the entire knot. I then understood why Dillon had clamped his hand on Shadow and held him that night as I saw Sandy's cock swell even more and then start shooting a goodly amount of milky-clear doggie cum all over the floor. As Sandy was shooting, I could feel every pulse of his knot, and more fully comprehended why Dillon enjoyed being `tied' with Shadow yesterday. `Damn, this is really hot! It's definitely something I want to try, but I'd better ask Dillon how to do it so it doesn't hurt much,' I thought as I realized that I had a LOT to learn. As the spasms subsided, Shadow was whimpering and squirming on the floor. I didn't know what to say or do, so I said the only thing I could think of. "Ok Shadow," I said, and watched amazed as this beautiful Lab got up off the floor, walked around me, and started to lick up the doggie jizz that had splashed onto the floor. I looked back at Sandy and he was licking his own cockshaft as it retreated into the sheath. The old joke, "If I could do that, I'd never have to leave home," popped into my head and I chuckled at the thought. Shadow worked his way closer to Sandy, and finally started to lick on Sandy's balls and sheath along with Sandy doing it himself. All of this `new action' had me hard as a rock, so I fished my already leaking cock out the leg hole of my shorts and stroked the hard shaft. It didn't take much more than half a dozen strokes and I shot my own load onto the tile. Shadow must have picked up a new scent, because he left Sandy and padded over to me, and started licking the head of my cock and my still moving fist. As the shooting subsided to oozing, I felt Shadow's raspy tongue slide over my cockhead and it sent me into orbit, causing one or two more shots of jizz to erupt from my cock directly onto Shadow's snout. He backed off a little and licked his snout clean with that marvelous tongue of his, giving me the opportunity to ease back from the abyss I had just dropped over. I was starting to come down from my sexual high as I felt that tongue again, but this time Shadow was licking on my thighs where I had shot earlier. He worked his way up my crotch and systematically cleaned my balls inside my shorts and all around my pubic area and belly. The tickling sensations finally got to be too much for me, so I pushed Shadow's head away, saying, "Ok Shadow, that's enough. Go lay down," and he padded over to where he was and lay back down, licking his chops of whatever he had picked up from Sandy and me. I was recuperating from the astonishing orgasm, slipped my now deflated dick back inside my shorts, and stood up. `Damn that was wild! No wonder Dillon enjoys his dog so much,' I thought to myself. `I have a lot to discuss with my new friend,' I was thinking as I looked out the windows for any sign of the boys. I suddenly got worried as Garret and I walked silently back toward Blaine's rear gate. We stopped just outside the gate when Garret pulled on my arm. "Dillon, I can't go back in there and face him," he said as he looked down and kicked gravel with his toe. "Why not? What do ya mean?" I asked him. "Weellll... uhhh... he has that tape and all... and... and I acted like such a jerk," he said, starting to work himself up again. "I just can't go back in there Dillon... ppleeeeeze don't make me." I put my arm around his shoulder, calming him with just being close. "Look Garret, Blaine's not like that. He won't hold it against you, and he won't give you a hard time about it either. And if that tape bothers you, I'll just ask him erase it -- I'm sure he will." But Garret didn't seem convinced and was still moving gravel with his foot. I lifted his chin to look at me and said, "Ok Garret, you wait here and I'll go get our clothes and the dogs, then we can go to my house. You're my bestest buddy pal, and I won't hurt you again. We'll go to my house and I won't come over to Blaine's house anymore. It upsets you just way to much and I won't do that." As I turned for the gate, Garret held me and said, "No Dillon, that's not fair. You just found your `big brother' and I know how much you've wanted that." He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "Dillon, I didn't mean to act like such a jerk -- it just kinda happened. I know you want us to stay together -- I wasn't sure before, but I also know how much this means to you. Do you really think Blaine won't laugh at me?" "NO, he won't laugh. I'm sure that he's in there now just worried to death about you... and me, and us, I guess... and worried about what we might say to the cops," I finally thought, and I saw Garret blanch almost white as he vigorously shook hid head. "I'll never tell--" he started. "I know you won't, but HE doesn't know it," I said, nodding toward the house, "And we BOTH need to talk this out. We've had way too many secrets already buddy; I don't want any more." Then I saw a big grin come across his face. "What?" I asked. Giggling, he said, "I wonder if he'd let us watch that tape?" taking me totally off guard. "I... I'm sure he would," I stammered as I reached for the back gate. As I was looking out the back window, wondering if I should go check on the boys again, I saw the gate open, and Dillon lead a reluctant Garret back onto the deck. I didn't want to appear overanxious, even though I was dying on the inside, so I slowly went to the glass door. As I slid the door open, the dogs blew my strategy all to hell and raced out the door and over to their masters. As I casually (yeah, sure) strolled toward the boys, I noticed that Garret was almost being dragged by Dillon and he never raised his head. "Is... everything ok?" I asked as we got closer together. "Yeah, I think so," Dillon said, still pulling Garret by the arm, "But we all need to sit down and talk about this, ok?" "Yeah, sure," I told him, and then looked over at Garret. "Are you ok with all this Garret?" I asked him. The boy nodded but all I saw was the cute mop of bright red curls bounce up and down because of our height difference. I squatted in front of him and made him look up at me as I waited. "It's kinda difficult to hear a nod Garret. If we're gonna talk, then you need to speak, ok?" I said to the cute, blushing, freckled face. "Ok sir," he whispered, but he did look up at me and I saw the beginnings of that impish smile of his. "First off, I'm not `sir'; my name is Blaine. And second, this sun is getting way too fucking hot out here, so why don't we get inside where it's cool and sit and talk," I suggested, nudging us all in the direction of the house, and watching the boys giggle over my language. After all five of us made it past the sliders, I reached for something cool to drink. Feeling my mischievous streak kick in, I couldn't resist asking, "You want a beer Garret?" "Eeeewwwww," he scowled, but then caught the smile on my face and said, "Smartass." I tossed him a Pepsi and handed one to Dillon as we headed to the living room to sit down. They both seemed much more relaxed, and that made me feel better too. "Ok guys, is this `cards on the table' time?" I asked. They both nodded, but seemed reluctant to start, so I said, "Ok, I'll go first then, I guess." Both boys looked at me expectantly as I started in. "Garret, Dillon has told me about the lousy home life he has, between his parents being gone a lot, and then the strict rules he lives with." "Yeah, you can say that again," Garret agreed, "Sometimes his dad can be a real ass... a... a jerk," and he blushed profusely. "Wait a minute, I didn't say anything about my dad," Dillon threw in. "I know you didn't Dillon, but what you did say was a LOT. And guys, we can't have a good discussion if you have to worry about swear words, so please, just talk; don't worry about it, ok?" I said looking at them straight in their eyes. They both nodded, so I continued. "Anyway, Dillon tells me he loves you very much," and I watched their jaws drop, "And he values your friendship above everything else, right Dillon?" "Ahhh, yeah, but how did you know? I never said anything," Dillon said and seemed agitated. "I know, but every time you mention Garret's name, you get this special look, and I just knew," I explained, as Dillon grew scarlet. "Garret, I know we've just met, but I can see by the way you look at Dillon that the feeling is mutual, isn't it?" He nodded, and I watched those curls bob around as he slid his hand over and grasped Dillon's hand, giving it a tight squeeze. "Now I don't know how much Dillon has told you about how we met, but it wasn't in the park; it was the night before." "Oh?" he asked, looking at Dillon. "I just hadn't got that far yet Garret. Last Wednesday night I was in the backyard letting Shadow fuck me," and my eyebrows shot up; I didn't know he'd said anything about that, "And while he was on top of me, Blaine snuck in the back yard through the hole in the fence and caught us. The three of us had a pretty good time until Blaine panicked and ran away. Then he thought about it all night and set up that little meeting in the park so he could maybe meet me again in the daylight," Dillon told Garret as he held his hand. "Ya see Garret, until then I was a complete virgin about doggie sex... well, any kind of sex other than girl/boy sex. Dillon has been teaching me... things... and he DID spend the night last night; and it was a wonderful experience for us both. But I know that I could never come between you two, sooo, since that bothers you... I just won't see Dillon anymore, ok?" "No," and Garret took a deep breath, "That's not ok," he said that left me mystified and I looked over at Dillon, but he only shrugged. I looked back at Garret as he said, "Dillon told you about him wanting a big brother," he said and I nodded, "But what you don't know is how badly he's wanted this. For as long as we've been... doing things... well, fucking and sucking each other," he said trying out his newfound freedom, "He's wanted a big brother who could teach him things. There's always a lot of people over at my house, and Dillon really likes being there, but his dad won't let him stay over very much... unless he and his mom are going somewhere, then they dump him there. Dillon knows it, we've talked about it a lot, so that's why when he got Shadow, it was so great. Then when we started... fucking, Dillon got Shadow to fuck him and I got Sandy to fuck me," and my eyebrows shot up again, "But we didn't tell each other about it `til just now... when we were in the alley." I looked over to see Dillon nodding his head, so I took a swig of my beer and let Garret continue. "Last night, when he didn't call or come over, I snuck out of my house and went into his -- his mom gave me the key code -- and he wasn't home all night, and when I saw him... touch you today, I knew where he'd been. So I left. We... uhh... got some things worked out between us, so now we hafta work things out with you. I know I'm just a little kid, but I know that Dillon has been wanting you for a long time. When I saw Dillon reach over and... and touch you, I thought he was ditching me and gonna be with you, and I almost died inside. I couldn't take it, so I left," he said as tears formed in his eyes. "That's when I told him how much he really means to me," Dillon picked up, "That's when I told him I loved him too," he almost whispered. I could see that this was real hard for the boys, so I thought I'd put them at ease by saying, "Well, that's why you two belong together, without me screw--" "NO!" they shouted together, which took me back both at the quickness of their response, and the vehemence, so I just sat there and waited for one of them to continue. `Damn, this is getting awfully confusing,' I thought to myself. Dillon took a few deep breaths then said, "Blaine, look, I really like doing everything with Garret and I like the things I do with Shadow, and now that I've learned about Sandy, I wanna try some things with him too," which took me back to my experience of a few minutes ago, "But I also want to do more stuff with you. I like riding in your car, I like hanging out with you, and I especially like teaching you sex things too. I don't want to loose you either, now that I have things worked out with Garret." I could see pleading in his eyes, but I was still worried. "Dillon, I understand, I think, but nobody can find out, and now with Garret..." and my voice trailed off. "I won't tell nobody," Garret piped up. "Besides, I wanna watch the video of me and Dillon in the pool," he unloaded the bombshell on me. Dillon could see that I was thunderstruck, so he said, "I don't have any secrets anymore, and I told Garret that you had taped us. I know he won't say anything, so won't you please just trust us? Just let us hang around and play around sometimes... pleeeezzeee?" Boy, I was really at a quandary now; I really did want to spend more time with Dillon, a lot more, and now seeing this cute little guy staring back at me with his big eyes, I knew it would be easy to play with him too, but at the same time, I didn't want to spend time in jail either. I got up and walked back into the kitchen, threw away my empty, and got another beer, all the time trying to make heads or tails out of all these conflicting feelings and ideas. I looked back into the living room and the boys hadn't moved; they just looked over their shoulders at me. I slowly walked back over to the recliner and plopped my ass down. I looked back and forth at their fresh young faces, and I could feel the different emotions pulling me in opposite directions. I exhaled heavily, took a swig of my beer, then started to try to explain things to these two sweet, innocent, young men. "Ahh, guys, uhh... you both know that I don't know much about this guy sex stuff; in fact, I didn't know anything until three nights ago when I was spying on Dillon. It was sooo hot watching Dillon enjoy himself so much, and then I had this overpowering feeling and I just reached out and started stroking his hard cock. Then one thing led to another, and I got a lot more involved than I ever thought possible." I could see that they were hanging on my every word, just holding hands, and I knew I had to pick my words very carefully. "Then I got scared cause I'd never done anything like that before, so I got out of there quick. I came home and worried about what was happening to me. Then I thought back to when I was your age, and remembered the really close friend that I had back then. We grew up together too, so I do know how you guys feel. I can remember that I didn't want to be gay; I didn't want to me called names, so I just hid it away. Then everything came flooding back Wednesday night. Then when Dillon came over here on Thursday, and we played around some," and I saw Dillon squeeze Garret's hand, "I told him that we couldn't do this and the reasons why." I could see Dillon's eyes start to fill with tears, but he was keeping quiet, just holding onto Garret. "But Dillon convinced me that he would keep quiet and that's when he told me about his wanting a `big bother'. When he showed up last night, we had a `miscommunication'," and I saw a smile cross Dillon's face, "And I didn't realize that he had planned on staying the night. But he did stay and we both enjoyed it. I'm sorry Garret, I never meant to hurt you, but you have been hurt... and I hope I don't ever do that again. I wouldn't intentionally hurt either of you guys," I explained, feeling drawn in by their unyielding gaze. "Does that mean that we can all be friends? That we can come back once in a while and maybe play around together?" Garret asked. "Do you know all the trouble I can get into if anyone ever found out? If anyone even `thought' there might be something going on?" I asked them both. "Yes sir, you would go to jail for a long time," Garret said. "But we won't let that happen, will we Dillon?" he said looking at his boyfriend. "I already told him we wouldn't say anything," he murmured, "But I guess he doesn't trust us to keep our mouths shut. He's trying to tell us that we can't come back," he said quietly. "Is that true?" Garret asked me, point blank. "Well, I am worried about it... but, no, I'm not sending you away. I want you both to be a part of my life, and the dogs too, if you..." Dillon's head jerked up to look at me, but I found my arms filled with a bouncing redhead who threw his arms around my neck. I could feel his body heaving against my chest as I watched Dillon get up from the couch and sit on the arm of the recliner. When I looked up at him, he mouthed, `Thank you,' as I held Garret while he worked through his emotions. He pulled back away from me with a tear-streaked face, and said, "I'm sorry Blaine, I know I'm just a crybaby sometimes, but I was so worried that you'd say no, and I had split up you and Dillon, and... and..." "That's ok, it's all behind us now, ok?" I said smiling at his cherubic face. He leaned forward and planted a wet kiss all over my mouth. I was so surprised, I came up sputtering, and Garret blushed -- again. He must spend most of his life blushing at something, and I see what Dillon meant when he told me that he was the type of guy who couldn't get away with anything. He leaned back and asked, "Then can we see the video you made of us? Please -- Please?" "Ok, you can watch it. You two run to the bathroom and wash your faces and I'll get it set up on the TV." I watched the boys bound off down the hall, their cute little butts moving in their Speedos as they walked. I retrieved the camcorder, plugged it in to the cables to the back of my wall mounted TV, and rewound the tape, ready for viewing. By that time the boys had returned so I pressed play and turned to leave the room. "I'll leave you guys to watch it by yourselves," I told then as I moved toward the hall. "No, don't go," Garret said. "We'd like to watch it with you Blaine... please???" Dillon said, pleading with his eyes. I really felt honored, so I moved back to sit in my recliner, but Garret was having none of that, and reached up and took my hand, leading me over to a place on the couch between them. As they snuggled in real close, I found I liked the feeling of the two warm bodies pressing firmly against my bare flesh. "Blaine, can you fast forward that to the part where we're naked?" Garret asked, blushing again as he asked. So I leaned forward to the coffee table and pressed FF on the camcorder. When it got up to a good part where both boys were frolicking on the deck with the wet dogs, but still wearing their suits, I released the button and sat back to watch. I knew this part was about 15 minutes long, and then just after this part, Dillon had stripped out of his Speedo. I put one arm over each of the boys and settled back to enjoy the show. The boys wasted no time in getting close again, and started watching themselves on the big screen. They were laughing and giggling at the earlier antics when Dillon asked, "Why did you want to watch this part?" "So I could see your cute little butts in the Speedos," I told them candidly. I saw them exchange looks, and both went back to watching, but I could see definite hard-ons in their tight briefs. I watched a few minutes more, but then felt a hand creep onto my belly and the top of my shorts. I was sure that it wouldn't take them long to discover the raging hard cock I'd had almost from the moment we sat down. I was right; in less than a minute, I felt a hand on my straining package. I resisted the urge to look down but did spread my legs a bit to give them easier access. About this time was when the scene came on that showed Dillon throw his Speedos up on the deck and walk off toward the diving board. A different hand was fumbling with the button on my waistband, so I looked down to see that Dillon was feeling me up while Garret was trying to open my pants. He grinned up at me and I sucked in my gut to give him an easier time of it. He got the button undone then rapidly pulled down the zipper. Since I wasn't wearing underwear, my hard cock was partially exposed but was still held down by being down my leg. As I watched Dillon take his steps on the board with his cock bouncing, I heard a sudden intake of breath. "Hehehe, big isn't he," I heard Dillon say, and then I felt two small hands reach inside my shorts and fish out my 8-inch hard shaft. "DAAAAMMMNNNN!" Garret exclaimed. "And you can take all of that in your mouth?" I heard him ask. "Well, not all the way in, but a lot," Dillon replied. "Guys, this is the part you wanted," I told them as the picture showed Garret slipping his suit down in the water. "Oh yeah," Dillon breathed, and I felt a hot mouth engulf my cockhead. I leaned back and moaned at the exquisite pleasure coursing through my body. I looked over to my left and saw that Dillon had removed his Speedo and was stroking his dick a little, watching the screen. I looked down to see only a mop of red curls bouncing on my hard cock. "Guys, what do you say to maybe heading off to the bedroom?" I said, and Dillon was off like a shot. He called to the dogs as he went by, and all three headed down the hall. I put my hands on the back of Garret's head, and lifted him up to kiss his wet lips. When we contacted, he was already in the `sucking mode' so my tongue went right inside, dueling with his tongue. He pulled back and sighed, almost melting into my arms. I leaned over and stopped the tape, then turned off the TV. I slid my arm underneath his backside and lifted him easily as I stood up. He curled into my arms as I walked and I felt how light he was; he couldn't have weighed more than 90 pounds or so. As I entered the bedroom, I saw both dogs laying on the floor at the foot and Dillon laying spread eagle on his back on the bed. He quit stroking his hard cock, jumped off the bed, and came to us. He reached up and started to remove Garret's Speedo. As I laid Garret on the bed, Dillon slid his Speedo down his legs and threw them on the floor. Garret scooted his ass up the bed and made himself to home on one side, patting the middle, indicating that's where he wanted me. I crawled over the top of him and noticed that `somebody' had brought the lube out and laid it on the nightstand. I rolled just past Garret and lay down close to his cute little body, reaching over and taking his throbbing cock in my hand. It did stick out of the top of my hand, so I guessed his length at about 5 inches, but it was the curve of his dick that really fascinated me. It felt strange in my hand as I slowly slid the loose skin up and down his hard shaft. "Aaaaahhhhhh," Garret moaned as I slid the palm of my hand over the top of his dick on the covered cockhead. I had never given it much thought before, but now I found myself wishing my parents had never had my foreskin removed. As I was involved with Garret, I felt Dillon climb onto the bed, scoot up close behind me, and ease his cock between my butt cheeks and down between my legs. The pre-cum he was oozing out lubed his entry. God, this was great. As I felt Garret swell up in my hand, I knew he was getting close, but suddenly he grabbed my hand and stopped me from stroking him anymore. "I'm too close," he whispered, so I eased my grip and let his throbbing cock slide from my hand. I reached behind me with my now free hand and pulled Dillon's ass harder in to my crack. After a few more stokes, he pulled out and said, "Roll over on you back." I thought he was gonna try an entry into my virgin hole, and I got a bit anxious about the possibility, but as I settled onto my back, he eased himself in beside me with his hard cock rubbing on my hip and his head resting on my pec. Not to be outdone, Garret rolled up on the other side in a similar position. I was in heaven; coming from never having experienced man / man sex, to having two randy, young trophies curled up next to me. Dillon punched through my daydream when he said to Garret, "Watch this," and reached over with his tongue and flicked my nipple, making it instantly come erect. "I didn't know they'd do that," Garret said, amazed at my reaction. He then extended his tongue and did the same thing on my other nipple. This elicited quite a moan from me, followed by both boys giggling and jiggling in my arms. "I know," said Garret, "Let's you and me work on Blaine and get him off -- whaddya say." "Sounds good to me," responded Dillon, "But the next time you lick his tit, go ahead and suck it some. And don't be afraid to bite it a little bit too; he really goes nuts with that," he told his confederate, and went back to my excited nipple. `Oh god, what are these boys gonna do?' I asked myself. While Dillon was busily sucking on one nipple, Garret went back to licking the other one. That only lasted for a few licks before he must have decided that there was no taste, attached himself to the nipple like a Lamprey, and started sucking as if he expected to get milk. "Oh ggooodddddd," I loudly moaned, the pleasure was excruciating and I felt more pre-cum throb up my cockshaft. One of the boys, I don't know which because my eyes were closed, gripped my cock and started a slow, easy stroke, up and down. I then felt another hand touch me there, and finding it already occupied, lower to my aching balls and gently massage them in his fingers. Neither boy let up with the suction on my nipples, but then I felt Garret bite a little too roughly, so I said, "Easy Champ," and gave his butt cheek a squeeze. "Don't stop; it feels great, just not quite so hard, ok," I whispered in his ear. I was getting close to shooting my pent up load, and the boys felt it, because they increased their efforts on both my nipples and my cock and balls. "AAAAAYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEE," I hollered as the orgasm hit me hard and felt several blasts leave my cockhead. The boys didn't miss a beat, but kept going without easing up a bit; I think they enjoyed torturing me. As I was shooting, I had clasped them both close to me, one butt cheek in each hand. The pleasure/pain got to be too much and I pulled my knees up toward my chest, effectively cutting off any more movement in my crotch. I felt the boys' lips leave my nipples and I opened my eyes for the first time since they started. I saw a rope of cum sliding down the side of Garret's face with some all the way into his hair. Dillon wasted no time in leaning over me and licking the rope off of his face. I then saw Garret return the favor by reaching out with his tongue and slurping up a large drop from Dillon's chin. They then started licking up the remnants from my chest, working their way down to my deflating cock. As they approached their prize, they started to tongue wrestle with each other, arguing over who got what in my pubic hair and on the head of my cock. After they got me cleaned up some, they extended their hand to each other and fed each other what they had accumulated on their hand. I could see the love in their eyes as they fed each other, and I really hoped they would end up spending their lives together. The lay back down in their `spots' and I wrapped them close as we enjoyed the feelings of the moment. I felt Dillon rise up and saw him look at the clock on the table. "Damn Garret, it's 5:33; we need to get moving to make it home. I don't want to upset you mom again," he said to us both. We untangled ourselves and I looked at their throbbing boners. "Hey guys, what about those? You guys haven't cum yet," stating the obvious. They looked at each other and giggled. Somehow, I knew that that situation wouldn't last long once they got alone at Garret's house. "O...k, I see how it is," and chuckled as I watched them searching for their suits. "Hey you two, you've got time; into the shower and wash that mess off of you so you don't go home smelling like a whorehouse and swimming pool. Scoot, I'll get your clothes together so you don't have to put those suits back on while you wash each other's backs." "C'mon Garret, his shower is really neat," Dillon told him as he led him into the bathroom. I loved watching their dicks swinging and there butts jostling as they moved. I got up from the bed and went out to the living room to retrieve my discarded shorts. I had forgotten about the dogs, so I had a parade down the hall. "All right you guys, out on the deck," I told them as I opened the door and picked up the boys' clothes from where they had undressed when they first arrived. I got everything laid out on the bed back in my room, after leaving the dogs on the deck, and I could hear that the water was off and the boys were giggling, so I guessed that they hadn't spent a lot of time `playing' with each other while they were in there. The sliding door opened and these two bodies came bouncing out, their bodies still red from the hot shower. `Well, at least they aren't hard anymore,' I thought as they reached for their shorts and abbreviated t-shirts. We were all laughing and joking with each other as they finished dressing and we went down the hall. When we stopped by the front door, Dillon having retrieved the dogs and the leashes, he looked up at me and said, "Thank you Blaine, you're the greatest," and gave me a big kiss, but without tongue this time. When he finished, Garret reached up on tiptoe and gave me another big kiss. When he pulled back, I saw that impish grin again and I wondered what he was gonna say. "How do you like having two little brothers Blaine?" then he turned and skipped down the front walkway. Dillon grinned and followed his buddy. "I like it just fine," I called to their retreating backsides as the loped off down the street in the easy gait that comes naturally to young boys. `Boy, do I ever enjoy looking at those nylon covered butts,' I thought as I closed the door on another very eventful day. To Be Continued...