Date: Mon, 24 Dec 2012 09:32:13 +0000 From: Rick Shaver Subject: The Brothers (part 2) Nifty needs your donations to provide these wonderful stories. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html 2 - The Brothers The next couple of days had the same outline; lots of sun and sex, with plenty of good food. What Max lacked was companionship. Rolf was happy to sail and surf with Max, but their intimacy went no further. Even the fact that Rolf occasionally fucked Max seemed to make no difference. Max did not repeat the visit to the taverna with Rolf, he contented himself with staying in the villa and watching TV. By contrast the Greek brothers seemed to make an effort to talk to Max, being keen to chat about England and English affairs. Max came to enjoy these conversations and found the brothers broken but colourful English rather expressive. They seemed better informed about English current affairs than Max, but were happy to talk about anything English. One afternoon, Max left Rolf at the beach and had walked up to his room. Depositing his shorts, he had walked over to the kitchen to get a drink, on the way back he encountered Giorgos who asked him if he had put on sun block. Max admitted that he hadn't, Giorgos told him that with such smooth, fair skin he needed to be careful, especially with the important bits. Here he grinned and brushed his hand across Max's cock. Max said that he'd got some sun block in his room, but Giorgos produced some and proceeded to apply it to Max's back. He was thorough, applying it to Max's torso first, then legs and finally to Max's arse. As his large fingers massaged Max's arse, they explored his crack and finally a finger slipped its way into Max's hole. Then Giorgos turned Max round and as he smoothed sun block onto Max's belly, pubes, cock and balls, Giorgos kept muttering about Max's lovely smooth skin. Sun block on, Giorgos didn't stop but returned his hand to Max's arse; Max bent over to allow better access and first one, then two and finally three fingers were inserted. Max's arse stretched sufficiently, Giorgos then stood up and started inserting his cock. It was certainly the biggest that Max had ever taken, as Giorgos thrust it caused Max to gasp but he told Giorgos to go on. A couple of pauses for breath later and Giorgos was deep within Max, stretching his arse further than Max had ever thought possible. Afterwards Giorgos did something unexpected, he kissed Max. Not a brief peck of thank-you, but a deep kiss, tongue probing deep into Max's mouth. Max responded eagerly. Giorgos grinned at Max's surprise and then added another surprise. He suggested that Max come and see them in their quarters after dinner. Max checked his meaning but he was quite serious and explained where they lived and how to get there. For the rest of the day Max's attention was only half on what was happening, the rest of him was turning over in his mind what Giorgos had suggested. Even during the late afternoon, early evening session, his mind wasn't fully on the sex. Then at the end, Dimitrios mentioned to him about seeing him that evening. Finally, as Kyriakos left the evening buffet, food looking marvellous as ever, he had said the same thing to Max. So if during dinner, Max did not notice that the atmosphere between Rolf and his parents was a little strained, then Max had very good reasons of his own. After dinner Rolf disappeared off to the taverna, Georg and Eva also disappeared to their room, so Max had no excuse. He pulled on a pair of shorts and left the villa. The brothers lived in a separate building, screened off by trees, some way from the villa. Max had never been close to it before, as he approached he realised that it looked like an incomplete villa, rather than custom built staff quarters. There were just three rooms clustered round a concrete-floored courtyard. The courtyard seemed to be the brothers' main living area, it was cluttered with mats, mattresses to sit on, newspapers, books, and a bucket containing beer cooled in water and a radio which was playing Greek music. There was a huge satellite disc, so Max presumed that one of the rooms contained a TV. As he approached the three stood up and grinned. To Max's surprise they were still naked, he had presumed that once free of the necessities of entertaining the guests, they would revert to being as modest as most of their countrymen. Within a short time, Max had had his shorts removed, been given a beer and was being taken on a tour of the rooms. One seemed to be given over entirely to a store room, clothes, and possessions were arranged in neat piles, the next was a bedroom with three mattresses on the floor and a pile of bedding, the third was a sort of kitchen. Max's overall impression was that they lived simply and rather austerely, but they seemed happy and immensely proud of their home. In fact, all three were delighted that Max was there and as they showed him round, there was much by play and joshing between the brothers, particularly Dimitrios and Kyriakos. When they returned to the courtyard, this developed into a full scale tussle between all three. Max was familiar with such things from visiting his cousins, but whereas his cousins always made him feel left out, the Greek brothers made sure he was included. So that Max was engulfed in a mass of naked limbs, arses and bodies. At some point, whatever rules the brothers went by dictated that Giorgos had lost. His punishment was that the three others, Dimitrios, Kyriakos and Max, all fucked Giorgos. Giorgos seemed unphased to be in such a position, quite the reverse, even though Max had never seen him being fucked at the villa and had received the distinct impression that he never did. But Max simply didn't worry too much, he allowed himself to be carried along by the brothers' enthusiasm. What, of course, he noticed too was that they seemed to be perfectly comfortable having sex together. Max went first, rather nervously fucking Giorgos but he simply grinned and urged Max on more, finally kissing him. This was when Max discovered quite how competitive the brothers were, if one did something they all had to do it/have it. So things became confused as each sought to fuck, to kiss and to enjoy. With Dimitrios busy fucking his elder brother and Kyriakos kissing Dimitrios, Max felt he was free to explore other areas. He moved over and managed to insert his face against Giorgos's arse, getting the hairy crack pressed against his face. He pushed his tongue deep and relished Giorgos's particular smells and taste. Things ended, of course, with Max servicing all three arses, and he certainly didn't object to that. Afterwards there was more beer and some neat little parcels to eat. But there was still sex, the brothers constantly larked about and played with each other, and Max found it easy to join in. He became a little daring and initiated contact with the others. By the end of the evening, Max had fully been initiated into the brothers' ring, but however much he enjoyed Dimitrios and Kyriakos, it was Giorgos who Max found most attractive. Just before he left, there was an invitation for him to stay with them but Max demurred, not wishing to risk annoying Eva and Georg too far. This was when he discovered that the brothers also slept together, not in three beds or mattresses but in a single heap. There would be plenty of room for him to join them and he would be very welcome. All three turned to him and smiled, but as he demurred again Kyriakos came up with an idea. In a couple of days time, all three Germans were going to a party being given in another villa, owned by one of Georg's business associates. Quite how he knew everything, Max wasn't clear but he agreed that it would be a suitable time. When he finally went to be that evening, he found it difficult to sleep. Images of the brothers kept whirring around in his head, along with an anxiety about what Georg, Eva and Rolf would think if he spent the night in the staff quarters. But there was no question that he would, his heart and his cock were both firmly in agreement on the matter.