Date: Mon, 30 Oct 2000 14:36:46 -0500 From: fsw99 Subject: Chapter 54 of One Big Happy Family Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: **You're not 18 or over, **If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, **Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to me at fsw99@mindspring.com. Chapter Fifty Four Right after Zac, Tim, and Tom got Stan's approval to have Tim and Tom spend the night with Zac, they raced back to his suite. Neither of his two brothers had come in yet. Zac led them into his bedroom and locked the door. "Guys, if I tell you something, do you SWEAR you will never tell anybody?" Zac asked, taking off his coat and tie. "I swear," Tim said, doing the same. "Me too,"Tom answered, copying the others. "You have to tell me what you guys do for each other first. I have to have something on you guys in case you tell somebody. What I am going to tell you could really be bad for all of us if it gets to the press. I am famous. The only reason I am trusting you guys is you already told me you are gay, and I think you are going to be famous soon, too. At least the guys in the band are, and Phill is your brother. We have just met, but I have never met anyone that just came out and said he was gay like Paul did. That impressed me," Zac said. "So, you are gay, too?" Tim asked. Zac just smiled. "You have to tell me first." "OK, we started out jerking each other off. We used spit, then hand cream. That got to be messy, and we were using lots of tissues and lots of hand cream every night," Tom said, giggling. "Then, we spent the night with Matt and Mike. You met them tonight, didn't you? They are friends with Alex, Keith, and Mark," Tim said. "Yeah, I met them. They're cool," Zac answered. "Well, we asked them to teach us how to make love to each other. They gave us our first blow jobs, and we both gave them one in return. We have been doing that to each other ever since," Tim said. ‘Wow, That must have been great," Zac said. "Yeah, it was awesome. We don't see them very often, but we make sure and sleep with them every time they come over, now," Tom answered. All three boys giggled together. "So, are you?" Tim asked. "What?" Zac said. "Gay." "You swear you won't tell anyone?" Zac asked. "We already did, remember?" Tom said. "Yeah. My brother's aren't, but I am, and they know it. They stared out ganging up on me when I was 9, Taylor was 11 and Isaac was 13. They would strip me completely naked and threaten to throw me out in the yard if I didn't `help them out`. I learned what it meant to give them a hand job, and that led to blow jobs. They even made me let them both fuck me a few times, but it hurt too bad, and I made them stop or else I was going to tell on them," Zac answered. "Man, that sucks. We have never done that, and neither of us want to," Tim said. "Yeah, my brothers can be ass holes a lot of the time," Zac answered. "Look, I know we promised, and if you don't want us too, we will never tell anyone else. But, can we tell the rest of the band about you? Not about what your brothers did to you, but about you being gay. I think you might have fun hanging around all the other gay guys in our family," Tom said. "I don't know. Let me think about it, OK?" Zac asked. "Sure. It is your decision. If your brothers are not gay, it must be kind of hard on you, being by yourself. We just thought you might like to be around other gay people," Tom answered. "That might be kind of cool. I just can't take any chances that someone else might find out. You understand?" Zac asked. "We understand, but no one in our family would ever tell anyone, I swear," Tim said. "OK. I promise to think about it. You know, I really think you guys are cute," Zac said with a smile on his face. "You do? We both think you are, too. We really like your long hair," Tim said, also smiling. "I have to be honest with both of you. When I asked you to spend the night, I kind of had a plan in mind when I did it," Zac said, grinning. "Oh yeah. What was that?" Tom said, with a big grin on his face, as he walked closer to Zac. "I thought I might take you both into my room and seduce you," Zac said, giggling. "I don't think you will have to do that, do you Tom?" Tim said, as he also walked closer. "Well, if he does seduce us, I don't think either of us will make it very difficult for him," Tom answered, giggling. Zac pulled each twin to him with each arm and kissed each on their cheek. They replied by pushing him down on the bed and pinning his body under theirs. Tim started kissing him on the lips passionately, while Tom started unbuttoning his shirt. When he had it unbuttoned, he nudged Tim to stop their kiss and Zac sat up long enough for them to pull it off. Zac had a big grin on his face. Tom pushed him back down and he started to kiss him, as Tim reached down and started taking off his shoes and socks. They had said they wanted to see Zac naked, and now they were about to get their wish. And they would have it as soon as they could!!! Tom was rubbing Zac's chest and stomach and they continued to kiss. Zac had unbuttoned Tom's shirt, and was also caressing his chest. Tim was working on the front of Zac's pants. When he got them open, he pushed Tom forward enough to work his hands under Zac's butt and pull off his pants, leaving him in red and green plaid boxers from Joe Boxer. The huge words were clear on the band at the top. Zac had started to undo the front of Tom's pants. Tim started to pull off Zac's boxers, and he broke the kiss with Tom and sat up abruptly. "What's the matter?" Tim asked, startled. "I am just kind of shy, is all. I'm not very big down there," Zac said, blushing. "Look, it works, doesn't it?" Tom asked. "Yeah," Zac answered shyly. "Well, we don't care how big you are. We aren't huge, either. Why don't you take off our clothes first. We see each other naked every day. We are used to it. We sure aren't shy," Tom said. Zac just got a big smile on his face, and finished removing Tom's shirt and then pulled down his pants. Tom sat down on the bed to take off his socks and shoes, and Zac attacked Tim. He didn't bother with the shirt, he started with the pants. They were down to Tim's knees in seconds. Tim sat down on the bed to take off his shoes and socks, and Zac made it difficult, since his hands were in the way, unbuttoning Tim's shirt. Zac was like a man possessed. He had known he was gay for a while, but had never got to act out his fantasies. What little experience he had was just giving his brothers pleasure, and now that they could have almost any girl they wanted, that had ended several years ago. He wanted to have fun with Tim and Tom, and he knew they wanted the same thing. Tom was down to his boxers, and had come around and was watching Tim and Zac trying to get the rest of Tim's clothes off. They were making it lots more complicated than it had to be, and Tom was roaring with laughter. By the time both of them finished, Tim and Zac were laughing, too. Now, all the boys were down to nothing but boxers, and they all stood up and faced each other. All the boys were showing tents in the front of their boxers, but Zac's was noticeably smaller. They all stared at each other for a moment. "Zac, we really don't care, OK? Don't worry about it. Neither of us is going to tell anyone about any part of tonight, except we spent the night with you and we were tired, so we all went to bed. Right, Tim?" Tom asked. "Right. As long as it works, that is what is important," Tim added, giggling. "Are you sure?" Zac replied, blushing. "Yeah, we are. Come on, finish what you started. We are both horny," Tom said, smiling. Zac grinned really big, stepped closer to Tom and pulled down his boxers. His smile got even bigger, as he stared at Tom's penis, which was standing out straight from his body. He quickly did the same to Tim, and then stared at both of them. They were pretty much identical, down to the small amounts of pubic hair that they both had. Zac had a big smile on his face, which went away when Tim asked, "Can I remove yours, too?" "I...........I guess so," Zac mumbled, blushing once again. Tim smiled at him, walked closer, and kissed him lightly on the lips. Zac smiled slightly. Tim carefully pulled his boxers down, making sure to pull them over his erection. Zac was very small for 14. Less than four inches, and almost no hair. He looked like he had just entered into puberty. Tim tried to reassure him. He grabbed it lightly, sliding his hand back and forth on the shaft, and said, "Zac, it's fine. It should be a perfect fit inside my mouth. Let's all lie down on the bed and see." Good thing they had a big bed, because they needed it. Zac laid down with his head at the end, Tim laid with his head at Zac's crotch and his feet across the bed. Tom laid at his crotch and angled his body towards Zac. With a little maneuvering, they got into kind of a triangle. In no time, they each were pleasuring their partner, and Zac had forgotten all about being shy. If anything, he let himself go and became a wild man. ****************************** Nate had caught a cramp in his back, and sat up abruptly, waking Brian up. "What's the matter, Nate?" "I have a bad cramp in my back. I have no idea why. I don't think I lifted anything very heavy yesterday, but this is hurting like a son of a bitch," Nate answered. "Man, I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do? You want me to give you a massage?" Brian asked. I don't know if it will do any good, or not. The cramp is about gone, but my muscles are still hurting." "Well, at least let me try. Sit up straight, OK?" Brian asked, as he moved out from under the spread and sheet so he could sit closer to Nate's back. Nate crossed his legs, and sat as still as he could, as Brian's strong hands started the massage. Brian started at Nate's shoulders. He used as much pressure as he could without hurting Brian, and knew immediately that Nate was enjoying it. Nate was letting out little moans and groans. "Is that hurting you?" Brian asked. "No, it feels really good." "OK, good. Let me move down your back. Tell me if I get too rough." "I will. If you hurt the spot where the cramp was, I'll just turn around and slug you, OK?" Nate said, as both boys started laughing. Brian continued, and finally found the tight spot. He carefully kneaded the sore muscles, and Nate said, "Oh, yeah. Right there." Brian concentrated on that area, and Nate was almost purring like a cat. Brian was actually enjoying giving Nate the massage. He ran his hands from Nate's shoulders, all the way down his back until they were over the back of Nate's boxers, and then back up, keeping constant pressure with the palms of his hands. "That feels great," Nate said. Their was only one thing wrong, as far as Brian was concerned. He was getting hard from rubbing up and down Nate's back. He continued with the massage, but had a strange, worried look on his face. He was glad that Nate was looking in the opposite direction, so he couldn't see his face. What was wrong with him? He wasn't gay like the rest of the boys. Why was something like giving a friend a massage making him hard? Brian couldn't stop the massage, or Nate would turn around and maybe see his erection. But, the more he continued the massage, the hornier he was getting. `Maybe being gay was like a disease, and I am catching it from the rest of the guys,` Brian thought, as he wrestled with what his feelings meant. ***************************** I woke up early and ordered coffee from room service. They said that breakfast had already been ordered, and it could be sent up whenever we wanted it. I had no idea what they meant, so I said go ahead and send it up, along with a news paper. They said the paper was outside my door, and breakfast would be up shortly. I opened the door, and my paper was right where they said it was. I put on the robe that was hanging in the closet, and waited for breakfast to be delivered. The Ericson's pride themselves on taking care of even the smallest detail, and Alex had made sure that everyone would have plenty to eat. When the knock on the door came, I opened it and half the room service staff started wheeling in carts of food covered with sterling silver tops. There were burners under the hot dishes so they wouldn't get cold. We had fried, scrambled, and poached eggs, bacon, two different types of sausage, biscuits with gravy, french toast, waffles, regular toast, and all kinds of fruit, cheese, and cereal. All the dishes were in huge quantities. They finally brought in two large folding tables and set them up, along with chairs for everyone. They covered the tables with lace table clothes, and then asked if we needed anything else. I just laughed and shook my head no. They all quickly left. They didn't even ask for me to sign the check. My head was swimming from all the attention. I left the room to start to wake up all the boys. I had to explain about all of the food over and over, but that got them all moving quickly so they could see for themselves. I got up Nate and Brian last, and both boys had a strange look on their faces after I knocked, then opened the door to tell them about the food. They quickly moved further apart when I entered, and now looked as if they both were blushing. I wondered what that was all about. Everyone else was eating when they finally came out of their room. They had both dressed in shorts and t-shirts before coming out. Everyone else had just come out in their underwear, like they did at home. This kind of embarrassed both Nate and Brian, also, which also puzzled me. They had both spent the night at our house before, and seeing the boys walk around half naked hadn't seem to bother them then. I was puzzled at what had caused the change. Nate and Brian quickly pilled their plates high with food, and sat at the other table across from each other. Neither seemed to make eye contact with the other. I began to wonder if they had an argument. It turns out they hadn't. No one, even themselves, knew that BOTH of them had gotten hard from the massage, and now both of them had conflicting thoughts running through their heads. Comments can be sent to me at fsw99@mindspring.com.