My Danny Boy 2

Chapter Two: Surprises

For months, Danny called often. We spent lots of time with each other. Most of the time, it was without Lenny or Kenny. Danny and I just loved being together. We loved doing things like bowling, movies, hiking, camping, and fishing. Despite the fact that we lied to each other about not seeing anybody else, we still really loved each other in bed.

Danny and I spent so much time together that others began to wonder about us. A younger sister of mine asked if I was involved with Danny. I laughed it off. I wasn’t laughing when her lover went on a fishing trip with me and Danny though. The lover boy took Danny on a hike and told Danny he was in love with him. They wound up having sex on the hike. I would find out about it when my sister informed me that her lover and Danny were gay. She found out her lover liked sex with Danny more than sleeping with her. She blamed Danny for stealing her lover.

But Danny also had a problem stealing things from other people. Usually, it was things he didn’t really need. He had a problem with shiny things in stores. He would see something he wanted and take it. At first, it was small things like a shiny toy or a watch, bracelet, or stuff like that. At first, he got warnings from shop owners who were often impressed with Danny’s likeable personality. That gradually turned to charges in court and probation.

One problem that was kinda funny was when I was having trouble with my older model Toyota pick-up truck. I had mentioned several times I was going to have to get a new truck for camping. Danny listened quietly as I whined about the truck, but never said much about it. One night after midnight, I heard a loud knock on my front door. I answered the door in my bathrobe wondering who might be bothering me that time of the night. Danny stood at the door. He wanted me to take a look at a new pick-up truck parked at the curb. Irritated about the time, I argued that it was late and he should be at home. Danny looked heart-broken that I didn’t want the truck. He had got it just for me. It was a gift.

As we were arguing, I noticed a police car park not far from the truck. Suddenly another police car showed up and parked. Danny hadn’t seen them. Two cops walked toward us. It dawned on me that Danny had drove that truck to my house. He was way to small to have a driver’s license. And he didn’t have a truck. I was still having trouble believing what was going on when a cop I knew was asking if Danny was the person he had seen driving the truck, which had just been reported stolen. Another cop frisked Danny and held him. The first cop asked me if I was the truant officer. I got dressed and went to the police station to explain. The next morning I repeated my story in front of a judge who burst out laughing that I had to be the first ever truant officer to have a kid steal a truck for him. Danny didn’t lie. He admitted he had stole the truck and knew I would be furious, but wanted to do that for me. How I ever got away with that one, I still don’t know. But I did. By the way, the owner of the truck talked to Danny, dropped the charge of theft, and the judge let Danny off on probation for the traffic charge. Needless to say, I was the subject of a lot of jokes for months.

Danny loved doing things others didn’t dare.

One night, after bowling, he asked me to give two friends a ride home. Not a problem. We sometimes dropped off boys from the bowling alley. This time, it was twins - identical twins - gorgeous identical twins fourteen years old. Danny sat in the back between the twins. They went to his school. They knew he liked guys. They watched as Danny opened their fly and pulled out their long stiff dicks. I watched in the rear view mirror as Danny played with and sucked on their dicks, one at a time. To my amazement, he suggested to the twins that if they wanted a blow job, we would give them one at my place. Like me, they were to hot to refuse.

Once at my place, we went inside and I gave the boys drinks. Tommy and Timmy reluctantly agreed to undress. Danny had already started undressing. He openly admired their body and wanted to see it. The twins weren’t sure about sexing with an adult. They weren’t shy. Both admitted they had undressed at school knowing that other boys liked watching their body. But not for adults. They were uncertain about how far to go. Both Danny and I once again offered them a blow job, but only if they showed us how cute their body is. The flattery worked. Danny and I quickly undressed. The twins were especially curious about my dick and balls, and stared openly. Seeing us nude seemed to encourage them to go for it. When Danny kneeled and took my dick in his mouth, the twins felt safer. They also were a lot more curious, and wanted the blow job. They giggled and admitted they had sex with each other, but not with anyone else. They liked it, but knew it was gay. But when Danny had sucked on them in the car, that had changed. They liked it and would do stuff if we promised to keep it secret. They knew we would when Danny started blowing me.

Danny smiled and took one twin to the sofa, laid him on his back, and engulfed the five inch stiff in his mouth. I had noticed that the twins had twin dicks as well. Both were circumcised; both were slender and flat; both had ball sacs and pubes. And both admitted they jerked off together a lot.

I took the other twin on the carpet, laying down head to toe. Once I had sucked in his slim dick and rotated between his dick and his balls, he took the hint. He first fondled me, grasping the dick, feeling it and stroking it. With the dick sticking out in front of his face, he was able to closely examine an adult dick. Finally, he decided to taste it. With no one watching, he could stick his tongue out and get a quick taste. His twin brother had not tasted bad. Nor had his cum. After the first taste, he tried it again, just a little braver. Finally, he was sold. He would return the favor. He took the dick head in, then began sucking in more. We were both going at it when his shaft grew very hard, his balls drew up tight. He blasted his load loving the feeling. A few minutes later, I returned the favor. I did let him know I was coming. He had swallowed his brothers load so the only problem he had was that it was a much larger load. He wasn’t crazy about the taste, but it wasn’t bad. Once again, he chose to accept and swallow.

For the first time, the twins had accepted sex from guys they were not related to. We had not only had sex, but they had liked it. The four of us were fascinated with what we had done. Danny and I were fascinated with the twins. They were amazed they had enjoyed playing their game with Danny and I. It was agreed this would not be the last time.

Danny and I met with the twins several times after that first meeting. I was amazed and amused with their attitude. They thoroughly enjoyed having sex with us. Once they got used to playing gay, they enjoyed giving a blow job as much as they loved getting one. Mostly, they loved screwing Danny. And he enjoyed letting them. That got their curiosity up and eventually I convinced the boys to give in. One day at my house, when Danny wasn’t there, I took Timmy, the passive twin: then I repeated the performance for Tommy. They had already started screwing each other, but insisted they both liked it more with me. Afterward, we agreed this was something between us. Danny was not to know they had given in. It was a man thing. They wanted to be tops. No one was to know they had willingly let me have my way with them.

This led to an amusing side story. One night, the twins included a cousin, about a year younger, but very cute. They had already fooled around with him during a sleep over, but nothing more than jerking off. They had arranged with me to meet with them and Randy, their cousin. They had told Randy he had to do as told to become part of their secret club. Randy thought the world of the twins. He had agreed.

We took Randy to a beach along the coast that we liked to visit on a hot summer day. The beach was deserted, so we simply parked near a sand dune covered with brush. There, we hopped out of the car and changed into our swim suits. That was easy for me and the twins. We had seen each other nude many times. It was a little tougher on Randy, who watched as I undressed. He smiled nervously as me and his cousins fondled and teased each other. The first time he saw me nude, he was looking at a seven inch hard shaft. His cousins had six inch long slender shafts he had played with, even jerked off, but nothing more. He knew this time he was going further, but was not sure what would be expected of him.

Randy was a thirteen year old sandy blond with brown eyes and a nice tan that ended at his waist where his skin was very white. He had gone without a shirt and had worn cut offs to get a tan he was proud of. Now he was bare, showing that area not tanned. And he was allowing us to stare at his short thin three inch dick, small ball sac, and bare pubes area. The fondling and teasing had started instantly. Despite his shyness, Randy had a hard little stiffy sticking almost straight up. He was looking at three other stiffs, all bigger and longer than his. He was amused that all of us were playing touchy touchy games by grabbing each other’s balls and dicks, sometimes jerking them or just rubbing them. It was fun. It felt great. We had the afternoon to play - alone. Once Randy got over the shyness and guilt that goes along with sex play, he realized he was about to learn a lot and was ready.

As for what would be expected of him, wrestling and jerking off soon turned to tasting and sucking. He watched as I wrestled Timmy to the ground, then slid into position between his legs and engulfed his entire shaft. Timmy instantly spread his legs giving me plenty of room to get comfortable so I could enjoy licking and sucking on his dick and balls. His moans of pleasure said the rest. Randy was well aware this was gay, but if Tommy and Timmy liked it, it couldn’t be so bad. He watched as Timmy flaked out totally relaxed on his back and breathed in deeply as I worked him over. I knew the twins weren’t worried about Randy, so I went to work on Timmy pretty sure I would soon be doing the same to Randy. He would soon be the newest member of the club.

As if he knew Randy needed to know he was to be included in the games, Tommy wrestled him onto the sand laying on his back. Randy already knew he was about to take his sex games to the next level. He offered little resistance as Tommy spread his legs and went down on his short hard little dick. Tommy had learned a lot since we started and showed Randy how great it felt to have your dick covered by a warm mouth and a ticklish tongue. He was pretty busy arching up and wiggling and giggling as new feelings rocked his being. Never had any one licked his balls or his dick. Never had he dreamed he would love the feeling. How could this be wrong? All he could think of to do was to giggle and squirm to show his approval. And you can’t show anger and pleasure at the same time. Either you like what’s happening or you don’t. He liked it. Naughty? Maybe, but this was not the time to worry about that.

As Tommy brought Randy to still another dry climax, he had paused to oil a finger and Randy’s crack. With Randy arching up to enjoy the thrill racing through his entire body, he hardly even noticed the finger sliding through the hole and into his bottom. As his hips slowly eased back down, Tommy’s finger slid all the way in and began feeling around inside him. It found and tickled something that sent even more thrills up and down the spine. Randy again moaned in pleasure as the finger began moving in and out of his hole. This caused mixed feelings. It felt good, but why would any one want to stick their finger in your poop hole? Still, Randy again gave in to Tommy and started to enjoy this new feeling. He had never heard of finger-fucking, but was about to find out what it was all about. He soon felt a second finger join the first. The two of them were a little uncomfortable, but nothing he couldn’t handle.

Next to them, I had also oiled up Timmy. Tommy and Randy were much to busy doing their own thing to notice that I had pushed Timmy’s legs up and was sliding up under his thighs. Timmy was getting nervous. He knew what was coming, but wasn’t sure he could handle my dick as easily as he had handled Tommy’s. He watched quietly as I positioned the shaft head to line up with his hole. When I pushed firmly against his rosebud, he instinctively resisted although he tried not to. He was ready to try. He just wasn’t sure he could do it. He knew that once I was in, it wouldn’t hurt so much. He and Tommy had done this before. And Tommy liked being on top. Cornholing was not a new word to them. They had screwed Danny. He was the one who convinced them he loved it, and they would like it too. Timmy loosened up the second time and grunted as the head slipped through. Then we waited a moment before I slowly eased it in. Once the entry pain let up, Timmy looked up at me with a smile. He knew then he could handle me.

I gave him a long loving kiss before moving my dick around inside him. He wasn’t used to being caressed, especially not kissing, but he liked the idea that we were playing a game that included feeling as one. We were joined together. His feelings counted.

At the same time I realized This might be the only time I could expect to have my way with Timmy. He and his brother were totally committed to each other. They had included me and Danny reluctantly at first, and now had come on strong.

As I held Timmy tightly, I was well aware that both Tommy and Randy were now watching us in disbelief. Both knew I was inside Timmy. Tommy couldn’t believe Timmy was doing that with any one but him. Randy was just beginning to get used to the idea that his poop hole could be used that way. Even though he had allowed Tommy to enter him, it had ended quickly. Tommy had no patience. He had enjoyed having his cousin, but didn’t know how to make it enjoyable for Randy. He watched curiously as Timmy seemed to like whatever it was I was doing. He wasn’t trying to get free. And he was moaning with pleasure. There was something I was doing that he hadn’t learned to do yet.

With the two of them watching, I took my time. I wanted them to see that anal sex could be fun. I had to be sure I had found Timmy’s g spot. His prostate. He would do the rest. After moving around to show him and the others my dick was entirely engulfed by his butt, I found the spot. Timmy couldn’t help it. He stretched out, arching up, and moaned sounds I couldn’t recognize, then relaxed a little as I backed off. I pulled back far enough to let the boys see most of the shaft, then buried it inside him before starting a slow regular rhythm. Timmy looked up at me with a smile as I began to speed up. He was completely at ease with the action. His entire body rocked back and forth as I became more vigorous. It wasn’t long before I knew I had past the turn back point. I was now going for an orgasm. And it wouldn’t take long. When it came, I lunged forward, pushing the straining shaft as far in as it would go. It was me now that was moaning as I paused to shoot my load deep inside him. Several times I rammed my shaft inside and shot off. I kept it up even when I knew I had little left to give. Finally, I collapsed on top of him, pausing to kiss him again for the pleasure. The two of us lay exhausted as our breathing slowly returned to normal.

Once we had recovered, we pulled apart. Timmy had laid next to Tommy, who still was not happy. He let Timmy know he had done Randy to make it easier for me to do him. After all, they had included Randy to teach him how to make out with them. By opening Randy up, he had made it easier for Randy to open up for me. Timmy reminded him Randy had not been screwed before. Tommy had taken Randy’s cherry. Not an accident. Tommy seemed to be trying to come up with a reason, but wasn’t doing well.

Randy had listened to them, but wasn’t sure he understood what he was hearing. His cousins were arguing over who was supposed to be sticking their dick up his butt? They were training him to suck them off and provide a butt for them to fuck? What happened to the friendship thing? It wasn’t that he wouldn’t play sex games with them, but the idea he was just a toy to be used for their amusement didn’t sit well. He wasn’t really interested in hearing them argue.

The next surprise came from him. Randy had managed to slip next to me. While the boys argued over him, he reached over to feel and play with the dick that was suppose to train him to be used. The fact that he had seen Timmy love it when I took him didn’t hurt. If I was supposed to train Randy to give in to them, he seemed to come up with a few ideas of his own.

His first move was to get familiar with the long thick adult shaft that was supposed to train him. While the twins argued, Randy felt and played with my dick and my balls. He had slid down far enough to hold, stroke, and fondle. When they didn’t pay much attention to that, he quietly leaned in closer to pull the now erect shaft closer so he could lick and suck on the head of it. He even took the time to lick and taste the balls. Deciding he didn’t mind the taste, he slid his lips further down and engulfed the upper half of my dick. I laid back amazed he was doing tis on his own and enjoyed watching him.

Then I got an idea. I pulled him up spreading him over my waist. He was on his feet stooping with my dick just under his hole. He was leaking enough of Tommy’s cum that I knew he was both open and well lubed. Randy just looked at me at first. The twins had now noticed Randy’s position. They stopped chatting to watch. I was leaving the decision up to him. Randy could have moved away or he could lower himself on the shaft at his own pace. He got the idea. First, he lowered his open crack enough to let his hole touch the tip of the dick jutting up at it. He reached under his butt to hold the dick steady as he tested the angle and the size. Slowly he continued to lower himself until he felt the mushroom head pop inside him. Once it was in, he leaned back allowing the invader to slide in slowly. In no time at all, Randy was sitting fully impaled on me, his feet now lifted so his full weight sat flatly on my crotch. He wasn’t the least bit in pain. He gently moved back and forth moving my dick around inside him. His face was fully aglow with pride. He had made the move himself, and it had not hurt. Looking at the twins, he smiled and announced he had my dick completely inside him. And he liked it. Pretty soon, I had rolled him over so I was on top of him and was able to find his fun spot so he could find out that bottoms had fun too. He was soon arching up to meet my thrusts and once more I was blowing another load. The twins were amazed. Randy and I had just finished doing what we were supposed to do.

All four of us were pretty worn out. We did wait while Tommy let Timmy get a little since he was still horny and not happy that he hadn’t screwed anybody. Besides, he felt Tommy owed him for being such a grouch. It was amazing how well we had gotten along together. The twins were new at this game compared to me and Danny. Yet they had really enjoyed including me and Randy in their exploration of sex and their world. It was a secret they could not share at home. Their parents were loving, but gay sex was forbidden. Twins have always shared secrets that only special friends could share. I felt special.

I think I knew even before we finished I was going to be in trouble with Danny. Even though he was the one who introduced me to the twins, he wasn’t included on purpose. The twins didn’t know Danny as well as they thought. One of them slipped and told him about Randy’s training. Danny called to accuse me of sneaking around on him. The twins told him they had set it up. Danny wasn’t buying. I felt guilty enough knowing that I had cheated on him, but I knew he was going to get even by cheating on me. That made me both sad and angry.