Date: Sun, 20 Jan 2013 21:18:25 -0500
From: Alessandro Abbondanti <alessandro.bendotato@gmail.com>
Subject: Mr A and His Boys: Reconciliation

**AUTHOR'S NOTE. PLEASE READ!**

A new chapter! Again. This chapter ended up in a different place than I had
intended when I began it. Hopefully you like it. Also, there's some incest
in this chapter. Fair warning. Stop reading where the door opens and start
again where it says that "I cleared my throat."

Feedback and suggestions welcome, as always. See the note at the end for
contact information. Please note that my e-mail has changed!

Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to
real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. If you're not old
enough to read this, go away. This story is fantasy. It didn't happen. It
will never happen. Don't do it. This story contains depictions of
consensual sex between adult and teenage males. All roles in the movie of
my life, however, are played by people aged 18 and over. If you are not
interested in reading about this (or other male-on-male sex), STOP
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Jennifer was back in town the next night. We saw each other most days, and
she had been spending several nights a week at my house, so I didn't get a
chance to talk to Colin to find out if he had been caught sneaking out. I
was pretty sure that he managed to avoid any trouble with his mom, as long
as she hadn't gotten up in the middle of the night to check on him. Still,
I was a bit anxious for him; he was in enough trouble without getting
caught sneaking out.

About a week later, I received a text message from Paden asking me if I was
going to be online that night. I didn't know whether I should respond to
the message, much less what I would actually say. I stared down at the
message on my phone's screen, pondering the implications of saying yes. I
didn't know why Paden wanted me to be online, but since he could just as
easily text me, I figured it wasn't just to chat.

Finally, I decided that yes, in fact, I was going to be online that
night. I responded to Paden's text to find out what time, and then I called
Jennifer to tell her that I wasn't feeling well, so I would have to cancel
that night. She was very understanding, and even offered to come over to
take care of me, but I convinced her that if she came over, I wouldn't get
much rest.

When I got home that afternoon, I grabbed a Greek yogurt and ate it in
preparation for my evening workout. While I ate, I went online thinking
that I might catch Colin there and be able to find out how he was
doing. When my buddy list came up, however, Colin's name wasn't there. My
first thought was for the worst, but I realized I was overreacting -- it
wasn't like he had to be online at every moment, and there had been plenty
of times when I was online and he wasn't.

I checked my e-mail and surfed the web for a while, hoping to see Colin
show up online, but I had no such luck. Finally, I set my away message and
headed to my workout room. Today was my cardio and abs day. I did 30
minutes on the stationary bike, three sets of ten reps of bicycle crunches,
and three sets of ten reps of ball crunches.

After working out, I downed a glass of chocolate milk and put dinner into
the oven to bake. It was an easy dish my grandmother had used to make with
chicken, asparagus, and bell peppers seasoned with balsamic vinegar, olive
oil, garlic, rosemary, and oregano (and I always added basil, because I
loved basil). I had readied it that morning, knowing that I could just
throw the preparation into the oven to bake while I showered after my
workout.

I headed to the shower. I stripped off my shorts and admired myself in the
mirror. My bare chest and stomach were covered in a sheen of sweat. I
flexed my stomach and ran my fingers over each abdominal ridge, enjoying
the feel of my flat, rock-hard belly.  My soft cock and loose ballsac hung
pendulously between my sweaty thighs. I reached down and caressed my
sizeable gift. With my left hand, I hefted my full, egg-shaped balls,
tugging gently on the sac. I wrapped my right hand around my meat-tube and
pulled down gently. Blood flooded my spongy shaft, which quickly gained
length and girth. I pulled harder. Soon, my cock had reached its full, fat
9.5-inch length.

I admired myself from the front and the side. My Italian prong curved up at
a 45-degree angle from my body. From the front, the breadth of my prick
obscured the dividing line of my abs. From the side, it arced out
triumphantly, a curved weapon perfectly developed for fucking, a heavy,
throbbing, leaking machine. I performed some Kegel exercises in front of
the mirror, reveling in the way my PC muscles made my junk sway and
dance. A pearl of precum developed on the tip. I touched the sticky
material with my index finger, and smeared it around my velvety, sensitive
cock-helmet. Then, I sucked my finger clean of the remaining ooze.

With some effort, I took my eyes off of my body and stepped into the
shower. I washed quickly, avoiding my crotch as much as possible, knowing
that if I lingered too long I would end up busting a nut. I didn't know
what to expect when I talked to Paden online, but I knew that if it turned
out to be more than general chitchat, I wanted to be fully loaded.

By the time I stepped out of the shower, I had willed my cock back to its
flaccid state, which nevertheless hung lower than normal thanks to the heat
of the shower. As I dried, my floppy sausage and loose scrotum bobbed and
swayed back and forth. The blood flow began again, and the length of my
meat began to firm up. The bottom few inches curved out slightly to the
right. Finally, I pulled on a pair of red basketball shorts and headed
downstairs. My long, semi-hard cock snaked down the right leg of the
shorts, tenting the material. I headed downstairs to eat dinner.

By the time I sat down to eat, my endowment had returned to its normal
flaccid size, but its outline was still obvious down my right thigh when I
sat on the couch. I checked the computer to see if Colin or Paden had come
online and messaged me while I was working out and showering, but neither
was online, and I had no messages from them. I ate and watched TV, checking
the computer occasionally.

I received a few messages while I watched TV, but I didn't bother to reply
to them. My only interest that night was in Paden or Colin. I finished
eating and headed to the kitchen to clean up and pack the leftovers for
tomorrow's lunch. In the summer, I worked with a friend of mine who always
needed temporary help in his office in the summer months. It wasn't the
most exciting work, but it gave me extra money and kept me busy when I was
out of school.

I turned off the TV and lay down on the couch to continue my reading of
Umberto Eco's "The Name of the Rose." Finally, the magic hour of 11 PM
arrived. I put aside the book and returned to the computer. Paden had been
online for several minutes, I noticed, and as soon as I was no longer
marked as idle, he sent me a video request. As before, I left my video off
and my audio on.

"Hey BP," I said, as soon as the connection was made. He was sitting
shirtless in front of his computer, as he had been the night we returned
from the tourney back in January, but this time he was alone. Paden smiled
broadly and waved at the camera. My dick plumped against my thigh.

"What's up, Mr. A?" he asked.

"That's what I'm wondering!" I replied. "I was surprised to get your
message."

"I just wanted to talk," he said, a sly grin on his face. "We haven't
talked all summer."

"You know I can see you smirking, right?" I said, laughing a bit. "What's
really going on?"

"Okay, fine, you caught me," he answered. He pushed his chair back and
stood up. He was naked and his 16-year-old nearly 9-inch jock cock rose
proudly from his dark brown pubes. It looked slick with precum or lube. I
reached down and gripped my own rapidly hardening cock through my shorts,
fondling and squeezing it.

"Have you gotten bigger?" I asked.

"A little, I think," he replied with a shrug, "but I'm still not A-sized."

I laughed out loud. "No, but I think you will be before long!"

Paden motioned towards the desk with his hand, and a mane of dark hair
appeared. Before the surprise visitor had even stood and faced the camera,
I knew that it was Colin. He stood next to Paden, a beautiful
contrast. Colin was several inches shorter than Paden. His chest and
stomach were sprinkled with dark hair, while Paden was smooth except for
his treasure trail. Colin was stockier than Paden, but by no means fat. I
knew from experience that there was plenty of muscle there. His smooth,
7-inch cock -- a respectable size still dwarfed Paden's larger than normal
endowment -- stuck straight out over his snug ballsac. I realized that what
I thought was precum or lube on Paden's dick when he stood up was actually
Colin's spit. My heart sped up, and my cock was now completely hard,
straining against my shorts.

"Holy shit," I said eagerly. "What the fuck are you doing there, Colin? Did
you sneak out again?"

Colin shook his head. "Nope," he said with a grin. "My mom trusts
Paden. It's like all the parents think he's perfect or something."

"That's because I am," Paden interrupted.

"Anyway," Colin said with a roll of his eyes. "She said that I could hang
out with Paden as long as we weren't out partying. It's pretty much the
only way I can get out of the house right now."

"Except for sneaking out and going to Mr. A's house in the middle of
night," Paden added. Colin punched him in the arm, but we all laughed.

"But I thought you guys weren't talking anymore," I said, still confused
about how Paden had even entered into the conversation with Colin's mom.

"After I saw you," Colin explained, "I decided just to talk to Paden, like
outright, not just hoping he would notice me at a party and want to know
what was going on..." Colin trailed off.

"So he caught me online the other night," Paden continued, "and we started
talking and basically worked everything out." Paden put his arm around
Colin's shoulders; the smaller boy beamed.

I was a bit choked up; my two favorite boys were friends again. "I'm so
glad to hear that," I said. "You have no idea."

"We probably have some idea," Paden said, gesturing at his and his friend's
hard teenage cocks.

He wasn't wrong there. My dick was throbbing; a large wet spot had appeared
about an inch from the hem of my shorts, and it was growing.

"So then you decided to torture me?" I asked teasingly.

"We figured you'd want to know," Paden said, "and what better way than to
show you?" He pulled Colin to him and kissed him.

They wrapped their arms around each other and made out, grinding their
bodies together. Their muscular thighs flexed and relaxed. Paden grabbed
Colin's waist and pulled him closer. Colin moaned, resting his head on
Paden's shoulder.

I stood and removed my shorts, freeing my massive, throbbing prick. My
flared, swollen glans glistened with my prejizz. I sat down on the couch
with my legs spread. My cum-laden balls sagged onto the cushion between my
thighs. I wrapped my right hand around my cock and slowly stroked the
length of the rigid shaft while watching Paden and Colin make-out.

Paden bent his head to kiss Colin's muscled, hairy pecs. He mouthed each
dark nipple, sucking gently on the plump muscles, before moving all the way
down to the smaller boy's rigid piece. Paden spit into his right hand and
stroked Colin's cock while using his left hand to fondle Colin's tight
sac. Colin stood with his hands on his hips, looking down at his former
(and new?) best friend. Paden opened his mouth and took Colin's sweet prick
between his lips. A low groan escaped Colin's throat, and his body
shuddered. He gripped Paden's head, weaving his fingers into Paden's wavy,
dark brown hair.

As Colin guided Paden's throat up and down the length of his teenprick, I
continued manhandling my own fat meat. I spit into my palm and lubed the
entire length and breadth of my tool with spit and cock ooze.

I saw Colin's body tense; he rose up onto the tips of his toes. I knew he
was getting close. If Paden didn't ease up, he was about to get a mouthful
of teen spunk. But Paden recognized the signs also, and he wasn't ready for
his buddy to cum, so he released Colin's cock from his mouth and stood up.

As the feeling of impending orgasm subsided, Colin looked downhearted, but
he didn't object. Instead, they switched places, and Colin dropped to his
knees.

Colin pressed Paden's dick up against the larger jock's flat stomach; Paden
held his dick out of the way, allowing Colin full access to his
sac. Colin's tongue slipped out between his lips to lick and suck on big
jock's sac. Colin nipped gently at the spot where the loose skin of Paden's
scrotum met the underside of his man-sized dong. Paden groaned. Colin
kissed the base there and mouthed his way up the underside of Paden's meat,
following the thick tube of Paden's urethra. When he reached the head, he
tongued the frenulum and kissed the tip, before kissing his way back down.

Paden moved closer, so that his sac was hanging right over Colin's
mouth. He lowered his cum-eggs into Colin's open mouth, and released his
prick, which flopped down onto Colin's forehead. Colin whimpered. Paden's
cock rested heavily on Colin's face, throbbing and leaking.

I stood up and wrapped both hands around my cock. I fucked my slick,
demanding cockmeat through my fists, wishing I were there to share Colin's
mouth with Paden.

Paden eased his sac out of Colin's mouth and dragged his cock along the
younger boy's face to his lips, which parted obediently and took in Paden's
sticky mushroom head.

I watched Colin nurse the head of his friend's dick while he stroked the
lengthy shaft, just as he had done for me a few nights ago. I groaned
loudly, remembering the feeling of him feeding on my dick. Unlike me, Paden
seemed content to let Colin work only the head with his tongue; he didn't
try to ease his 9-inch length into his cocksucker's throat.

Colin looked up at Paden's face. His eyes twinkled with desire. Paden
looked down at Colin and stroked his hair. He smiled his approval. Then
Colin opened his mouth and took all of Paden into his throat. Paden groaned
loudly and arched forward, grabbing Colin's head. "Oh fuck," he growled
through gritted teeth when his cockhead lodged itself in Colin's tight
throat.

Colin breathed through his nose into Paden's pubes, working his throat
muscles on his friend's oversized schlong. Paden had straightened himself,
but his hands remained on Colin's head, and his eyes were closed as the
waves of pleasure washed over him from his friend's throat and tongue work.

When I saw Paden's entire length disappear into Colin's mouth, I nearly
lost my load. I loved being deep-throated, and the memory of Colin's
deep-throat was so recent that I would have brought myself to an explosive
orgasm right then if I hadn't released my swollen prick. Jennifer was good
enough at sucking cock, but she had never been able to take more than a few
inches of me without gagging.

My dick, now free of my hands, stood against my stomach and oozed precum
onto the upper part of my abs. As Colin slowly released Paden's cock from
the confines of his throat, I saw the door behind the two teenage lovers
slowly open.

My first thought was to warn them, but I didn't want to call attention to
myself. I had no idea who was coming in or what the consequences of them
catching Paden and Colin like this would be, but whoever it was, I knew it
was best if they didn't know that someone was watching -- especially since
that someone was I. I truly hoped that Paden and Colin had been smart
enough to minimize the window showing their broadcast and my name.

More light entered the room from the hallway as the door opened, and Colin
and Paden realized they had been caught. Colin stood up quickly. Both boys
still had hard-ons, but Paden's had started to droop a little. The light
from the hallway obscured the visitor at first, so I had no idea who it
was.

"Jesus Christ, Paden," I heard the visitor shout. "What the fuck is going
on in here? I didn't know you were a faggot."

"Whoa, whoa," Paden answered, putting his hands up as if to slow down the
shadow entering the room. "No one's a fag here." Now that he was in the
room, the shadow transformed into a person whom I recognized as Paden's
older brother Matt. Matt had graduated at the end of my first year of
teaching, and like Paden, he had played soccer throughout high school, so I
recognized him from team photos. I had never met him or had any contact
with him, but it was my understanding that he had been a very good
defender. He was in college and did not live at home anymore, as far as I
knew.

"Could have fooled me," he continued belligerently. He was obviously
drunk. "What else do you call getting your dick sucked by another dude?
Don't you have a girl who takes care of that thing?" He gestured at Paden's
cock, which was now completely soft.

"Don't worry about it," Paden shot back. "Maybe I like a little variety."
Colin had stepped to the side and was barely visible to me. "And could you
maybe shut the door before you wake up Mom and Dad?"

Matt shut the door and stepped closer to his younger brother. Matt was a
little taller than Paden, but he was quite a bit thinner. They had similar
faces, with strong Roman noses, and they had the same wavy dark hair. Matt
looked from Colin to Paden; his eyes seemed to linger longer on Paden than
I would have expected.

Finally, he looked back at Colin and said, "Colin, right? I always heard
you were queer, but I didn't think it was true, since I was pretty sure my
brother wouldn't hang out with queers."

I bit my tongue. I wanted to respond to Matt's hostility, and I really
wanted to be there to put him in his place, but I couldn't risk exposure.

"I'm not a queer," Colin responded, stepping forward. "Like Paden said, we
like a little variety."

"Anyone who takes another guy's dick in his mouth is a queer," Matt said
again.

"Are you drunk, Matt?" Paden asked. "What the hell are you doing here
anyway? You have your own apartment."

"Fuck yes, I'm drunk," Matt answered, "and I'm here because it was a closer
drive from the party I was at than my apartment." He glanced at Paden's
naked body, and again his gaze seemed to linger. "Good thing, too," he
added, "or else I wouldn't have caught you doing this gay shit."

"Well why don't you leave us alone and go sleep it off?" Paden
suggested. "You know Mom and Dad are already unhappy with your drinking."

"And they'll be real happy about the perfect son being a homo."

"I'm not a fucking homo," Paden said, stepping up to his brother. Paden's
reaction was a bit stronger than I might have expected. He obviously did
have homosexual feelings, but he also had feelings for women. I shrugged
off his vehemence, realizing that he was still coming to terms with what
was likely his bisexuality, which to his mind was okay, but being a "homo"
was a challenge to his teenage masculinity that he couldn't abide. I
trusted that he would come to realize that being a "homo" wasn't a bad
thing, whether he turned out gay, straight, or bisexual.

Paden's muscular chest heaved, and his hands clenched and unclenched. Matt
stepped back involuntarily. "Wow, calm down, bro," Matt said, putting up
his hands. "I guess it's cool to get your dick sucked, as long as you
aren't sucking dick like your friend over there."

Paden grabbed Matt's upper arm and squeezed. Matt flinched. "I have sucked
dick before," he said. "Now apologize to Colin."

Seeing Paden's aggressive display sent the blood rushing back to my prick,
which had gone almost completely soft after Matt's intrusion.

Paden was standing so close to his brother that his soft dick nearly
touched his brother's left thigh. Matt gulped. I didn't know what was going
to happen.

"Okay, okay," he said at last. "I'm sorry. Now will you let me go?"

Paden stared at his brother for a few seconds before releasing his grip and
stepping back. Matt's eyes once again darted to Paden's crotch and then to
Colin's.

"You know, for someone who keeps talking about 'gay shit,' you sure do keep
looking at Paden's dick a lot," Colin said.

"No way, dude," Matt said lamely. "You don't know what you're talking
about."

"Yeah, I do, you definitely keep looking at him," Colin said. "Maybe you're
the 'homo.'"

"No fucking way," Matt answered.

Paden reached for his soft cock; Matt's eyes followed automatically. Paden
twirled his limp meat around, waving it at his brother. Matt never took his
eyes from his brother's helicopter tool. "You like looking at my dick,
bro?" Paden asked, stepping up to his brother again. He was now pulling on
his cock, coaxing it to hardness. Colin was already fully hard. I wasn't
far behind.

"Hold up, Paden," Matt pleaded. "I'm not into this. I'm sorry I said
anything to you guys. I'll leave you alone."

Paden suddenly reached out and grabbed Matt's crotch. Matt gasped.

"Holy shit," Paden said. "You've got a boner."

"It's the alcohol," Matt stuttered, "and this girl at the party blue-balled
me. That's it. It's not you." He swallowed hard.

Paden squeezed Matt's crotch tighter. He yelped. "I think it IS because of
me," Paden said. Paden's cock was now completely hard, and it poked his
brother in the thigh. "I think you like looking at me, and maybe want to do
more than look."

"Fuck this," Matt said, squirming out of Paden's grasp. He tried to turn to
leave, but Paden moved quickly to block the door.

"I don't think so, bro," Paden said. "Looks like you're just as much a
'homo' as we are, so why don't you just join us?"

Colin came up behind Matt and wrapped his arms around him, pressing his
hard cock against the college boy's round ass. Matt flinched, but Colin
held him tight. Paden smirked.

I saw Colin's arms moving and knew he was feeling up the older jock's
body. When Matt dropped his head down, I knew he had given in. Colin
reached for the bottom of Matt's shirt and pulled it off. Paden unbuttoned
his brother's shorts and pulled them down; Matt stepped out of his shorts
and underwear and stood naked with his brother and his brother's friend.

"I guess you're the big brother now, Paden," Colin said, turning Matt
towards the camera as they moved from the door. The two brothers were
standing side-by-side, and Colin gestured from one naked jock to the
other. Like Paden, Matt's upper body was basically hairless, but dark hair
covered his legs. He was not as muscular as Paden, but the muscles he did
have were heavily defined due to his very minimal body fat. His dick was
quite unlike Paden's. It was easily the smallest of the three in the room,
likely no more than 6 inches long.

"Are you sure you're even related to Paden?" Colin asked.

"Seriously, bro," Paden said. "What happened to you?"

Matt grimaced. "There's nothing wrong with my dick," he said
defensively. "Every girl I've been with has been satisfied."

"Maybe," Paden said, "or maybe they faked it. That's probably why that
chick blue-balled you tonight. She thought you wouldn't be able to satisfy
once she realized how small you were."

"Fuck you," Matt said angrily.

"I doubt we'd feel it if you did," Colin teased, making Matt even
angrier. Paden laughed more loudly than necessary in order to drive home
the mockery. Both Colin and Paden knew that Matt's dick was normal sized,
but I was glad to see them getting some payback for his earlier insults. I
was also excited to note that Matt's dick never lost its tumescence, even
as the younger boys ridiculed him.

Colin reached over and grabbed Paden's dick. Matt's eyes followed his
movements. "Now this is a dick you can definitely feel," Colin said. Matt's
eyes watched Colin's hand glide easily up and down Paden's over-sized
meat. Paden and Colin both watched Matt, gauging his reaction. Whether it
was the alcohol, extreme horniness from getting worked up and dropped
earlier, or a latent desire, Matt's interest was evident.

"Want to touch it, little bro?" Paden asked, enjoying the advantage he had
over his older brother.

I started stroking my cock again while I watched the scene unfold on the
screen in front of me.

Paden didn't wait for Matt to answer; he grabbed his brother's hand and
placed it on his cock. I saw Matt draw in his breath sharply; I could
imagine it was like an electric pulse had gone through his body the moment
he touched his younger brother's man-sized fuckstick.

"I've never seen one this big in person," Matt muttered, holding the weight
of his brother's slab in his hand. Paden covered Matt's hand with his own
and slid it up and down his veined shaft. Paden let go, but Matt continued
stroking.

Paden pulled Colin closer to him. Then, he grabbed his brother's other hand
and placed it on Colin's smooth prick. Without any further encouragement,
Matt commenced stroking his younger brother's best friend. The three stood
at an angle to the camera that allowed me to see most of what was going on,
although Paden was obscured somewhat by Colin, who stood closer to the
camera.

I wanted to shout into the microphone that Paden should push Matt to his
knees and bust his mouth cherry, but I didn't want to interrupt. I had a
strong feeling that doing so would not only cause a problem for me, but
would also cause Matt to freak out and leave when he realized someone was
watching him yield to his brother's sexual superiority. Instead, I
contented myself with the knowledge that Paden and I were very similar --
sexually speaking -- and he would imitate me in this situation as he had in
others.

And I wasn't disappointed. "I think I'm going to need more from you than a
handjob," he said to Matt. A look of panic crossed Matt's face, and he
released both boys' dicks. He shook his head slightly; Paden placed his
hand firmly on Matt's shoulder to prevent his brother from moving away, and
then he nodded. Colin placed his hand on Matt's other shoulder, and the
college jock knelt before his 16-year-old brother and his brother's friend.

At first, Matt did nothing but kneel in front of them, looking up into
their faces. Paden suddenly twisted his hips to the right and then brought
them back, swinging his cock against Matt's face. Matt was shocked and
gasped. Paden did it again. Colin stepped closer and pressed his own cock
against Matt's face. Paden raised his dick and slapped it down hard against
Matt's cheek. Matt tried to stand, but Paden again placed his hand on
Matt's shoulder to keep in him place. My two high school jocks took turns
beating Matt's face with their hard, meaty weapons.

Finally, Paden pressed his slick cockhead to Matt's lips. Matt did not
respond at first, so Colin reached down and pinched Matt's nose. The older
boy opened his mouth to breathe, and Paden lodged his dick between his
brother's lips. Matt again made a movement as if to get away, and Paden
again held him down. "Stop squirming and watch your teeth," Paden
admonished him. "You nearly bit me."

Matt yielded. "There you go," Paden encouraged. "It's not so bad, is it?"
Matt didn't respond, but I could tell he was gently sucking on the head of
Paden's jock meat. "Use your tongue," Paden encouraged, "and your hands."
Matt reached up and caressed Paden's shaft. "That's it, bro," Paden moaned.

"Now who's the faggot?" Colin asked, pressing his dick against Matt's face
again. Then, he wrapped his arm around Paden's waist and pulled his friend
close to him.

"Don't forget my buddy's cock," Paden said, pulling Matt off of his dick
and pushing his brother's mouth towards Colin.

Matt took Colin's dick into his mouth and sucked. With his free hand, he
stroked Paden, keeping his brother's prick hard and ready.

Paden and Colin turned their heads to each other and started kissing,
noisily making out while Paden's older brother attended to their high
school hard-ons. With little encouragement from Paden, Matt was now moving
back and forth between their tools, stroking and sucking each teenager.

"Paden, I'm gonna cum," Colin grunted, breaking from his kiss with Paden
and resting his head against the larger boy's shoulder. Matt heard and
tried to get off of Colin's dick, but Paden wouldn't let him. Matt tried to
shake his head, but Paden held him in place. I watched Colin's body tense,
and I heard his low moan, and I knew he was cumming in Matt's mouth. Matt
choked and coughed, and Colin's teensperm spilled over Matt's lips and down
his chin.

I hadn't let up on my own dick. It seemed larger than normal, so swollen
with blood and excitement at watching Paden take control of an older man --
his brother no less. My left hand gripped the base tightly, working the cum
up my urethra from my balls and prostate. My right hand worked the top of
my fat Italian meat, squeezing and stroking just the last few inches of
shaft and my broad knob.

Matt released Colin's dick as soon as Paden let go of his head. He
sputtered and coughed up some more of Colin's jizz. He gasped to catch his
breath. Paden was stroking his dick hard and fast, using the same method I
was, I was glad to see. He stopped stroking and grabbed Matt's head to
bring his brother's mouth back to his cock. Matt did not resist, but opened
and accepted his brother's invading member. He sucked and stroked as he had
done before; Paden pulled gently on his dark hair, encouraging Matt to go
deeper. Every time Matt gagged on Paden's dick, my own dick oozed out more
precum and twitched with pleasure. I was very close to cumming, but I
wanted to wait for Paden's release.

Colin reached down between Paden's legs and worked his friend's balls and
prostate with his fingers. I saw Paden shiver; he was getting close. I
leaned back on the couch, still stroking my dick and watching Paden mouth
fuck his older brother.

I watched Paden rise up on his toes; his whole body tensed, and for a
moment he stopped breathing. Then, with a strangled growl and a sigh of
relief, I knew he was flooding his brother's mouth and throat with his
teencum. Matt struggled against him, but Paden didn't let go of his
head. Matt tried to swallow some of his brother's baby-makers, but soon
Paden's cum joined Colin's on Matt's lips and chin.

The sound of Matt choking on his younger brother's cock and cum finally
pushed me over the edge, and as Paden's softening cock slipped from his
brother's cummy mouth and lips, I exploded. I groaned quietly as my orgasm
racked my body, centered first on my sensitive prick tip and then spreading
to every nerve from the top of my head to my curled toes. I watched as the
slit in my swollen prick tip gaped open, and the first thick white rope of
jism spewed forth and hit me in the face. I closed my eyes reflexively. The
second and third flew over my head, landing with a splat on the wall and
the couch behind. Several more jets followed, another hitting my chin,
others landing on my shoulders and chest, before the remaining output ended
up pooling on my abs.

As my orgasm finally subsided, I caught my breath and opened my eyes. Some
cum had landed in my hair, and I could feel thick wads of it dangling from
my cheek and chin. I squeezed the last drops of cum from my fuck tube and
then released my softening but still chubby cock. I leaned forward to check
the screen. I had tried to be quiet, but I wasn't sure my orgasm had gone
unnoticed. It looked, however, as if my presence was still unknown to Matt,
who remained on his knees with his cum covered face looking up at Paden and
Colin.

A glob of cream dripped from my face onto table, and I reached for my
shorts. I wiped the cum from my face and then mopped up the swimmers that
had been deposited on my chest and stomach. I looked behind me and
smirked. "Good way to paint the wall," I thought to myself before wiping it
down. I dabbed at the couch, thankful again that I had bought leather
instead of cloth. The ooze would already have soaked into the fabric if I
hadn't.

"Is it Matt's turn now?" I heard Colin ask Paden. "Or are we going to
blue-ball him again?"

Paden chuckled. I turned back to the screen. "I'd love to blue-ball him,
but he shot all over my foot and leg right before I flooded his mouth."

"Now that's some 'gay shit,'" Colin mocked Matt's earlier words.

"See, bro," Paden said, reaching out to help Matt to his feet. "It's cool
to enjoy a little variety in your sex life. We both like girls, and we both
like each other," Paden gestured to himself and Colin. "And if you still
think that's a bad thing, remember you've got some of my nut swimming
around in your stomach right now."

"Not to mention both of us on his face," Colin added.

Matt blushed. "I guess you're right, little brother," Matt said.

"I think you mean 'younger brother,'" Colin corrected. "He's definitely not
the little one here."

"Ugh," Matt said. "Younger brother." Paden laughed and waved his flaccid
meat at his brother again.

"We cool?" Paden asked. "No more freaking out?"

Matt nodded, and then abruptly said, "I'm going to bed." He gathered up his
clothes and walked out of the room naked and still hard.

Paden and Colin walked up to the camera and stood side-by-side. "Holy
shit," Paden said. "You still there, Mr. A?"

I cleared my throat. "Fuck yes, I'm still here," I answered. "That was
intense. I practically painted the wall behind me with my spew."

Paden and Colin laughed. "I wish I could have seen THAT!" Colin said.

"I was not expecting anything like what I just saw," I said.

"Neither was I!" Paden said. "When I realized we had been caught, I fucking
freaked out. I didn't know who it was at first or what was going to
happen."

"Thank God for that animal magnetism of yours," I said teasingly.

"Yeah, apparently this thing can even hypnotize family," Colin said,
grabbing Paden's limp meat and waving it at the camera.

"You have no idea how much I wanted to say something when he started
calling you guys names," I said, "but I didn't think I should make myself
known."

They both nodded. "He was drunk. He's not usually so obnoxious," Paden
explained, "and obviously he was hornier and more willing to fuck around
than he realized."

"Well, you've marked him now," I said. "I don't think you'll have to worry
about that kind of attitude from him again. I'm proud of the way you took
control."

Paden gave me a big smile. "Really?" he said.

"Definitely," I responded. "You really stepped up there, took the lead,
controlled the situation."

He blushed. "Thanks, Mr. A," he said quietly.

"And Colin," I added, "good job noticing the way Matt was reacting to
Paden. That made all the difference in the situation, I think."

Colin also blushed. "I've seen enough guys try to hide their interest in
Paden's meat that I know what to look for," he said with a chuckle.

It was then that I realized that they had been stroking each other back to
full erections while we talked. Not wanting to be left out, I reached for
my Italian slab, which was still sticky with cum, precum, and spit and
coaxed it back to its full, fat length.

"So where were we...?" I asked.

Paden grinned at the camera and then turned to Colin. They embraced each
other and kissed deeply.

I kept a light touch on my cock while I watched them, wishing I were there
to join in, to feel Paden's hard cock against mine or to feel Colin's long,
velvety tongue on my on oozing knob. I ran my fingers gently up and down
the broad underside of my prick, tapping against the engorged veins. I
teased the underside of my cockhead with the tip of my index finger,
sending pre-orgasmic shivers through my body.

Paden reached for the computer and moved it to a small table that he had
placed near the foot of his bed. When both boys reappeared onscreen and the
camera had refocused, I saw that Colin was bent over the bed and Paden was
on his knees behind him. Paden spread Colin's muscular ass cheeks apart,
revealing the boy's slightly hairy, tight rosebud. I couldn't see Colin's
hole, but I knew exactly what Paden was looking at, because I had just been
there a few days ago.

Paden buried his face between Colin's cheeks and began to rim his friend,
coaxing his tight sphincter to loosen and open up in preparation for the
teen stud's large member. Colin moaned loudly and pushed his ass back
against Paden's tongue. As I stroked, I envisioned myself on the floor
behind Paden, working his jock hole open for my own cock.

Paden moved down to Colin's nutsac and sucked each teenage orb into his
mouth, while his fingers probed Colin's wet hole. Paden then licked Colin
from his taint all the way up the crack of his ass, pausing at his lover's
hole, where he repeatedly inserted his tongue, lubing it with his
spit. Paden reached around and stroked Colin's dick while he continued
rimming and licking the tight, brown sphincter of his friend. Colin writhed
and moaned. He reached behind him for Paden's head, and held it tight
against his ass.

Finally, Paden stood up, his strong, hard teenage prick poked at Colin's
ass cheeks. Colin pulled his cheeks apart for Paden. Paden pressed the
arrowhead of his dick against Colin's hole and slowly entered his friend's
jock ass.

I stood and started fucking my fists, wishing I were entering Paden's hole
as he entered Colin's -- a trio of jocks held together with pricks and
sweat.

Paden snaked the last few inches of pipe into Colin's ass and collapsed
with a soft sigh on his friend's back. Paden's muscular thighs were pressed
against Colin's round ass. Paden's balls hung down against Colin's
thighs. While still on Colin's back, Paden started fucking by moving his
hips just a little at a time, focusing more on a rotating motion inside the
teen's hole than on a hammer assault. I watched Paden's ass muscles clench
and releas as he moved. I squeezed my fists tighter around my can-sized
prick, imagining it was Paden's narrow tunnel gripping and releasing me.

Slowly, Paden picked up speed, turning his movements into powerful thrusts
of his muscular thighs. He kissed Colin's neck and shoulders as he
fucked. I could see Colin bucking his ass up against Paden's hips, meeting
his top thrust-for-thrust, and working his ass muscles to bring Paden
pleasure.

Paden slowed again, and I guessed Colin had managed to bring him too close
to cumming. He pulled out of Colin's ass and directed him up onto the
bed. Colin faced the camera on his hands and knees, and I could see his
hard dick hanging under him. Paden climbed on the bed behind Colin. With
his legs spread, he mounted Colin from above, aiming his cock straight down
into his fuck buddy's loose, wet hole. He dropped down, spearing Colin's
hole on his prick, stabbing at Colin's prostate. Colin's eyes rolled back
into his head, and he groaned. Paden raised himself up, pulling his cock
all the way out, and then drove it back down. He repeated this motion, each
time attacking Colin's g-spot, and each time making Colin groan
louder. Colin was weakening from pleasure, and he could no longer keep
himself up on his hands. He was now on his elbows, which gave me a better
view of Paden's cocksmanship. Colin craned his neck back on Paden's next
drive. The strangled sound of a moan and scream escaped from Colin's
throat, and I watched as his eyelids fluttered open and his eyes rolled
back into his head.

I continued stroking my own dick. Now I imagined that I was feeding my meat
to Colin, so I focused my grip on just the head, as if it were between
Colin's lips.

Paden stretched out his whole body on top of Colin, pinning him down. I
watched his muscular ass bounce up and down as he drilled Colin into the
bed. Paden pulled Colin's head up, so that he was again facing the camera,
and I had a view of them, cheek-to-cheek. Paden's teeth were clenched, and
his eyes flickered with lust and power as he bred his buddy's tight
hole. Colin whimpered and moaned, barely able to keep his eyes open from
the pleasure. Paden nibbled on Colin's ear, making the boy moan louder and
squirm. They kissed, tongues snaking out the sides of their mouths, licking
and stabbing at each other. I wanted to paint their faces with my spooge.

A pool of heavy cream was gathering at the base of my cock, ready to travel
up the shaft and erupt. The pressure was building.

Paden pulled out of Colin and then lay down on his back, with his feet
towards the camera. He pointed his dick into the air. Colin moved into
position and lowered his fuzzy ass onto Paden's staff. I grunted in
approval as I watched Paden's huge teencock split his buddy's ass. Paden
grabbed Colin's hips and moved the boy up and down on his invading
prick. Colin leaned back, adjusting the position of Paden's cock inside his
ass. He moaned and writhed on top of his teenjock lover. Paden's toes
curled. I watched as Paden's long prick disappeared into Colin's hole again
and again.

Paden leaned up and wrapped his arms around Colin. He guided the muscled
jock to his back and continued fucking Colin in the missionary
position. His head was now towards the camera. He looked right into the
camera, and I locked my eyes on his, as if he could see me. He smiled and
winked at the camera. I groaned. If Colin's continuous moans were any
indication, Paden had become an excellent lover. His hips moved quickly up
and down, driving Colin to the edge.

Paden sat back and pulled Colin up into his lap; his cock remained lodged
inside the younger teen. He stopped his thrusts, but I could see the base
of his dick twitch, and I knew he was making his cock bounce and throb
inside Colin's hole. Paden wrapped his large hand around Colin's 7-inch
teendick and stroked it quickly. He rubbed his thumb across the sticky tip
of Colin's dick. "Oh Paden," Colin moaned. Paden released Colin's dick, and
the teen boy's hard meat twitched and spewed cum all over his hairy
stomach.

I rolled my dick between my hands, remembering the way Colin's ass spasmed
around me when he came. Paden was enjoying that feeling now, and his head
was thrown back with his eyes closed. I could see that he had pressed
Colin's cheeks tightly around his shaft.

Paden pulled out of Colin's ass and moved up to kneel over his chest. He
stroked his dick quickly. I watched his hand move in a blur up and down the
length of his teenage prick, and I lost control. I leaned back and aimed my
dick at my chest. With a loud groan, I started cumming. For about five
seconds, cum just dribbled from the tip of my dick onto my chest, but then
three rapid explosions followed with loud splats on my chest and
shoulders. The force behind the ejaculation caused the fat white nut to
splatter up from my chest onto my chin and face. I squirmed and moaned on
the couch as my orgasm continued. Three more wads rocketed up to my
shoulder and two more landed on the couch behind me.

A few seconds after I started cumming, so had Paden. As my own load
showered my body, I watched Paden unload on screen. He purposely aimed his
first shot at the computer, and I watched it fly out at the camera. He
re-aimed his cannon and finished unloading on Colin's chest. I saw Paden
drop at least five more wads of his teencum on Colin's chest.

My body glistened with sweat and cum. My muscles still tingled. I slowly
came to my senses.

Colin scooped some of Paden's cum from his chest and sucked it from his
fingers. He scooped some more and offered it to Paden, who took Colin's
fingers between his lips, slurping down his own love juice. Paden moved
down and lapped up the cum from Colin's hairy stomach. He looked up at
Colin and the camera, and then he opened his mouth to reveal the white
sperm on his tongue. Paden crawled up Colin's body and kissed him, sharing
the seed he had fucked out of his friend.

They broke their kiss, and both looked at the camera with big smiles. "That
was intense, guys," I said to them. "It looks like you've become quite the
fucker, Paden."

He smiled even bigger. "Thanks, Mr. A," he said. "I've had some more
practice recently."

"I could tell," Colin agreed. "Not quite as good as Abs, though..."

I laughed. "Thanks, boyo," I said. "I appreciate that. Maybe I'll have to
get inside you again, Paden, and show you a couple of things."

"Maybe I'll have to get inside you," he suggested, a lusty grin playing
across his lips, "and you can tell me what I'm doing wrong."

I laughed again. "Don't count on it! But stranger things have happened."

"Who've you been practicing with?" I added.

"Well, there's the girlfriend," he answered. "But like I told Matt, I like
variety, so I've had a few others."

"Anyone I know?" I asked, wondering if his other lovers were guys we'd been
with together or someone new.

"Oh, you DEFINITELY know," he said laughing.

"Nice, man," I said. "I'm glad to hear you and the others are keeping it
up." Like a teenage boy, I purposely emphasized the last word to make my
meaning obvious.

Colin smiled. "Hopefully I can get back in on it again."

"Most definitely," Paden said and ruffled Colin's hair. "And maybe we can
work out something so Mr. A can get back with us, in person."

"I don't know if a group thing would be a good idea," I said. "Hell, even
this isn't a good idea." I did hope, though, that we might be able to work
something out. If Paden were still meeting with Mitchell and Chaz and
anyone else I had been with, I wouldn't mind being involved. It might be
possible over the summer, but once school started, would it be too risky?

It was getting late, and I had to go to my friend's office in the
morning. "Well, now that my wad is drying on my couch ... and stomach
... and chest ... and maybe wall, I should probably get to bed," I said to
them. They laughed as I enumerated the spots splattered with my Italian
cream.

They were sitting next to each other on the bed, and I was actually a
little surprised that their dicks were both soft. My dick had remained in a
semi-hard state, first because of the cum exchange, and then the talk of
Paden's prowess and continued play with the other jocks I knew. The thought
of getting with them in person again further kept me from going completely
flaccid.

"We should get to bed, too," Paden said. "My mom hates it when I sleep in
too late during the summer, so she'll be banging on the door by 9 to wake
me up."

"I'm surprised the noise you guys have been making didn't wake them up long
ago!" I said.

"Their room is upstairs on the other side of the house. As long as my door
is shut, they can't hear anything," Paden explained. Then, a few seconds
later. "I hope."

"I hope so, too," Colin added with a laugh.

I just shook my head. "Good night, guys," I said.

Paden wrapped his arm around Colin's shoulders, and the two lay down
together on the bed.

"You might want to turn off the camera," I suggested.

"Good call," Paden agreed, and sat up. The picture disappeared.

I looked down at the mess on my body and on the couch. I should have
cleaned up right away, as I had done earlier, but it was too late now. I
was going to need a sponge. With a sigh I stood up. My cock had finally
gone completely soft. With dried cum still on my body, I headed to bed.

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