Date: Mon, 03 Feb 2003 16:32:06 +0000
From: wadewrightaz@yahoo.com
Subject: Jay, Jake & Georgie  Chapter 2  gay/incest/interracial/athletics

Jay, Jake and Georgie

Chapter 2

Who's T-Shirt Is This, Anyway?


	With Jake in the lead, Georgie in the middle, and Jay following,
Georgie realized that even during the drive to the house, he had been put
in exactly the spot that he was looking so forward to.  In the middle!
Even this driving situation was exciting to Georgie.  He was allowing his
mind to expand on his excitement of "being in the middle", although they
were not even yet to the house.  Georgie was really starting to get himself
all, really, excited about the soon to be, "being the middle", without the
cars being involved.
	As Jay turned into a driveway, Georgie parked his car along the
street curb realizing that Jay would probably need to park his, now rather
infamous, --at least between the three of them,-- red convertible beside
Jake's car in the driveway.
	All three men approached the side door of the house at, about, the
same time.  As Jake unlocked the side door and opened it, Jay moved up
close behind Georgie and grabbed his ass.  "Hey, this feels damn right good
to me, brother.  I think we found ourselves one nice, tight, little, ass to
play with.  Shit man, I can't wait to get him inside and get him good and
naked, like all men are supposed to be.  My dick is feeling kind of lonely
right now, and it needs a good warm spot to hide in.  Georgie, do you think
maybe your ass will warm up my little dickie some?"
	"Shit man," Georgie replied.  "I sure as the hell know that my
little tight ass, as you call it, is more than ready to give your dick
someplace to get all warm, and cozy, but if I was you, I certainly would
not be calling your dick, some 'little dickie'.  There sure in the hell is
nothing little, about that side of beef that you are carrying there, man!"
	As they entered the house, Georgie turned to his two, new, hot,
hunky, muscular, hung stud friends and rather asked, to either one, but to
neither one in particular, "Do you both live here?"
	Jake told Georgie, "Yea, man.  This used to be the family home, but
since Mom is now living with her sister, Jay and I use this place.  Since
I'm out of town so much, Jay kind of gets it all to himself, most of the
time.  Well--I should say, --all to himself and whoever his playmate of the
day is.  Whenever I get home, from an out of town trip, I always find some
new clothes lying around someplace, that I just know damn well are not
Jay's.  Some guy his size is not going to be wearing a size small shirt or
a size 28" briefs.  I mean, it's OK with me.  He can play around with
whoever he wants, but damn I just wish that when they tear off their
clothes all over the house, that they would remember where they threw them
so that they could go back and pick them up.  I come home to a house that
looks like maybe it's been a gay bath house for a week or so.  The shirts
and that kind of stuff I can understand, but the day I found the 28" briefs
laying in the front hallway, really made me wonder.  Really wondered if I'd
find some guy's pants around here, too.  Never did, so I guess he didn't
leave here naked.  28" waist!  I've always kind of wished that one would
come back while I'm here.  I want to see that small little fucker!  I
really want to know just how Jay used him!"
	"Oh sit, man!"  Jay jokingly snapped back to Jake, "The only reason
that I don't get to see just what you leave lying around is because
whatever the hotel maid can pick up, she does.  And for the guys that you
just leave lying around when you leave, then the maids just chase them
away.  I'll bet you get a whole lot more fucking and sucking while you are
out of town, than I do staying here.  Hey, when you are traveling, you are
always the "new meat" in town, and all types are trying to get into your
silkies!"
	"You ass!  I do not wear silkies!  And you know very damn well I
don't!  Thank goodness Georgie has already seen me dress out in the gym or
with that statement he could have decided that maybe he had gone home with
the wrong two guys."
	As Jake closed some blinds on some of the more obvious front
windows, he turned to Georgie and explained. "I usually try to remember to
close these when Jay is here and especially when we have somebody else in
the house with us.  Remember I told you how he loves to run around naked,
and he does not care who sees him.  I tell you I really wonder just what
kind of a show goes on here when I am not home.  I came home Wednesday and
one of the younger guys from down the street saw me at the grocery store
and asked me if that was me at the house the night before.  I told him,
'no, I was out of town'. Then he just kind of acted like he wanted to
change the subject and just said, 'Ohhh'.  When I asked him why, he acted
like he really was sorry he had mentioned it.  I'll bet he saw Jay running
around in here, nude."
	"Is that guy gay?"  Georgie asked.
       	"Well, I don't know.  But I want to.  Maybe I should have told him
that it was me, just to see what he said.  I do know I am certainly going
to be paying more attention to him from now on though, to try and find out.
I've been noticing him and his tight little ass for about three years now
and if there is a possibility, I want to punch it.  Either I find out, or I
will make sure Jay finds out for me.  I want a piece of that ass if at all
possible!  Hell--maybe that size small shirt I found is his!  Jay!  Jay!
Is that shirt I found in the hall bath, Jimmy's from down the street?"
	As Jay came back down the hall from the bedroom area, he was
already naked.  Georgie took one very deep strong breath as he got a good
long look at Jay's muscular naked body and his, 'front cover of a muscle
mag', presence of a man.  One hell of a big strong, muscular, handsome man,
and his big strong, thick, meaty, seven inch, hanging streak.  His mind
went completely bonkers as he realized that Jay did not even have the start
of a hard on yet.  "Oh shit!"  He thought.  "Oh my god!  That thing will be
getting bigger when it gets hard.  Oh shit men, let's get with it.  Man, I
really need it, and I'm getting way too anxious to try and act like, 'no
big deal' ."
	"What man?"  Jay asked Jake as he entered the living room.  "What
you want man?"
	"Hey, that size small T-shirt that I found in the bathroom the
other day, --is that by any chance Jimmy's, from down the street?  Is that
where it came from?"
	"Well, why do you want to know, man?  What difference does it make
who's shirt it is?"
	"When you find a shirt laying around that obviously does not belong
in this house, you kind of wonder if somebody went home bear chested, or
what did he wear home?  Since Jimmy is a small, the shirt is a small, and
he could have gone home bear chested if he happened to be here during the
day, I just got to wondering if that just happened to be his.  Well, bro?"
Jake asked as he kind of lowered his head and looked at Jay from the top of
his eyes.  "Is it?"
	"Yea--man, yes it is!  Yea, he forgot it the other day when he
left.  I'll get it back to him."
	"Jay!"  Jake excitedly exclaimed. "Man when did this get started?
How long have you been doing him?  Jay, fill me in!  Damn man, I'm getting
all excited. Shit man I've had my eyes on his tight little ass ever since
he came home from college, what 2, 3 years ago.  How in the hell did you
and he start doing it and how long have you been fucking him?"
	"Hey man, he made me promise that I would not tell anybody!  Shit
man!  He said that he needed to keep it a secret!"
	"Keep what a secret?  Your playing around?  Is that what you mean?"
	"Yea. ---- Ah, ----Jake, you do know he is supposed to get married
in November, don't you?"
	"Oh shit man!  Hell no!  I did not know that!  He is getting
married and is fucking around with you too?  How often have you two been
getting it on? How long has this been going on?'
	"Well we started last summer.  We've been doing it for about a year
now.  One day I had my gym trunks on while outside cutting the grass and he
stopped to talk.  While we were talking I offered him a beer.  We came
inside to get the beers, and things kind of got out of hand then."
	Jake turned and kind of looked at Georgie like, "Hey man, I know
you are here, I have not forgotten about you, but man I need to find out
stuff here."
	Georgie returned the look and without saying any actual words, let
Jake know that everything was all OK with him.  He rather made a hand
signal that indicated, "All's OK man, don't worry about me, I need to hear
this!"
	"What do you mean things kind of got out of hand then? What
happened?"
	"Well, when I got the beer out, I guess I must have been feeling a
little rambunctious, I guess because of some of our outside conversation,
and I put the cold beer on his stomach instead of handing it to him.  That
kind of got us to playing around.  We were just kind of goofing, you know
the kind that eventually ends up in a grabbing session with someone you
want to grab, but don't know if you should, or can or not?"
	"Yea---what had been said outside, that made you feeling kind of
rambunctious?  What had you guys been talking about that was getting you
all turned on?"
	"Well, he told me that he had noticed that one of us, but he did
not know which one, is not real particular about closing the blinds at
night.  He told me that he has noticed for some time that one of us likes
to run around naked, but he did not know which one it was.  When he told me
that, I didn't think he was coming on to me.  I thought we were just having
a neighbor to neighbor conversation.  But I guess the idea that he had seen
me more than once, and did not complain about it, kind of got me feeling
good.  So when we came inside, that's when I started feeling kind of
playful."
	"So what happened.  How and what went on?"
	"Well, when I put that cold beer can on his stomach, he jumped and
kind of made a squeal.  Then I kind of accused him of liking it, and then
he asked, I think in a joking way, 'Like what?'  And of course with that, I
then proceeded to show him what I thought he might like.  Hey Jake, don't
you remember that time you got home from out of town and there were two
open, but untouched, beers on the table and you asked my why.  I made up
some lame excuse about why they were there.  That is the time this
happened.  We never got back to the beers.  We started goofing around and
put the beers down, and then really got into it.  After we kind of got
tired of trying to act like, "Oh this is no big deal, this is the way guys
play all of the time", we finally started really playing with each other."
	"I still was not too sure if I was overstepping the line or not,
but I kept grabbing his leg and kept getting closer and closer to his
crotch and his butt, and he never said to stop.  Finally, I grabbed his ass
and squeezed it.  He never complained, so I squeezed it tighter and
tighter.  He finally said, "Oh shit man, that feels so good!"
	"What was he wearing?  You had gym shorts on, what did he have on?'
	"Well, when he came back, he had shorts on too.  Not as short as
mine, but kind of thin, silky type of shorts.  The kind of fabric that
clings to your skin.  They hugged his ass and his basket really nice!  I
found out he did not have any jock strap on under them, either."
	"What do you mean, when he came back?  Back from where?"
	"When he stropped to talk, that was not the first time that he had
been down the street that day.  He did not know it, but I did see him
earlier, like about 15 minutes earlier go past the house.  He had on jeans
then.  But when he came back and stopped to talk, he had these sexy shorts
on.  I think that was one of the reasons I got rambunctious and thinking
playful.  He had changed into shorts on purpose.  I never told him that I
had seen him go down the street earlier, though."
	"OK, so you grabbed his ass.  Then what happened?"
	"Well, he kind of wilted into my arms, and kept telling me how good
that felt.  Shit man!  I was squeezing it for all my might.  I'm not so
sure it was supposed to feel 'good', maybe a little more painful, but he
just wilted into me.  At one point I actually had to kind of hold him up so
that his legs did not completely collapse.  When that happened, he grabbed
ahold of my left arm and squeezed it, but very lovingly.  Then he laid his
face over on it.  When he did that, he kind of lowly asked me to please
keep squeezing.  So I did.  He had his face kind of buried on my arm,
slinking down on my chest and I had my right arm stretched around him kind
of holding him up and at the same time squeezing his butt with my right
hand.  I felt like we were making love standing there, that way.  It made
my dick get hard.  When that happened, Jimmy leaned into it and rubbed his
body against it.  Of course you know damn well that made it that much
harder."
	"Kind of lying there on me, even though we were really kind of
still standing, he had his face on my arm and he had his left arm up on my
right shoulder.  He then kind of slowly started lowering his left hand and
moved it down along the middle of my chest.  I could tell he was breathing
real heavy.  You know how you can, for some funny reason, know when some
guy is doing something for his very first time, and he is really nervous
about doing it?  You know he wants to, but he is really, really nervous!
Well, that is what was happening then.  I could tell that he had never held
another man like this, and he had never been held like this, by another
man.  I knew right then that I was his first gay experience.  I knew that I
was the first one to get to him, although he was, --as I found out later,
23 years old.  He kind of just kept softly asking me to please don't let
go, and he kept moving his hand down lower and lower on my body.  He kept
taking really deep, deep breaths.  I could feel his whole body rise and
fall each time he took a breath."
	"By this time my dick had gotten really hard.  It was pushing it up
against his body, and he was pushing back against it.  I could tell that he
had a very stiff dick.  His was really hard, too.  Every time I kind of
pushed up against him, I could feel him pushing back, and I could tell he
was making sure that it was his dick that he was pushing with.  He was
really rubbing that thing up against me.  That was the first time that he
had ever pushed his dick up against some other guy, and he was really
excited doing it."
	"I just knew that he was trying to get up enough nerve to reach
down and touch mine.  I knew that, with what we were experiencing together,
right then, he should have known, that he did not have had any reasons to
have any fears about touching my cock.  He should have known that nobody
was going to slap him down for doing that!  But, I just knew that as
nervous and as afraid as he was, he was still having to force himself, to
even think about doing that, and believing that doing it would be OK.  He
had never touched another man's cock before, and he had never had another
man touch his cock before either, and he was really afraid.  He was
shaking.  He was breathing real heavy.  He was taking deep breathes.  I
could feel him quivering.  His heart was pounding really hard!  I could
feel it pounding inside of him, from him being up against me."
	"I grabbed ahold of him with my left hand, so that he was steady,
and then I lowered my head down toward his ear and told him to, 'Go ahead'.
He really, very quietly, asked what I meant when I said to 'Go ahead'.  I
told him that I wanted him to grab my cock, and that I knew he was wanting
to do that.  I told him that I knew how nervous he was right then, but that
I wanted him to do it, and I wanted to be the guy that he gets to
experience this with, for his first time.  I told him that I wanted him to
grab my cock as much as he wanted to do it.  I told him, real gently,
'Jimmy I really want to feel your hand on my dick.'  I said, 'Jimmy,
nothing bad is going to happen to you, just because you grab and feel my
dick'.  Then I kind of pleaded with him, 'Jimmy, please, please!'  When I
said that, I think he almost cried.  He got kind of all weepy and said, 'Oh
man can I?  Can I do that?' and with that he almost just collapsed in my
arms.  He lowered his hand on down the front of me and got to the top of my
gym shorts.  He just slightly slid the tips of his fingers in under the top
of my shorts.  He stopped there.  He was breathing real heavily!  He acted
like if he went any farther, that it was like illegal or something.  I felt
him take a very deep breath.  I whispered to him, 'Do it man.  I'm waiting!
I want to feel your hand.  I want your hand around my cock.'  I grabbed
ahold of him and held him real tight, so that he knew everything was OK.  I
bent down a little and gave the side of his neck a small kiss.  Then I told
him, 'Please man, I want you to do this for me!' "
	"He pushed his hand down, on into my shorts and once again I
thought he was going to cry.  I put my hand on top of his, from the outside
of the shorts, and guided it to my dick and balls and squeezed it, so that
his hand would be grabbing ahold of my stuff.  With my hand on top of his,
we squeezed my dick.  Then I moved his hand down farther and we squeezed my
balls.  It was kind of like I was showing him how to do it.  He was so kind
of freaked out by what he was actually doing, that he needed to have me
help him so that he did not back out of doing it, at the last second."
	"When Jimmy did that, I think he had a complete life-long change.
I think he had finally made a move, that he had been wanting to do for a
long, long time.  He was kind of going through some mental emotions like,
everything he had ever been told during life, everything that was a
complete 'no-no', had just now become the most exciting and pleasant
experience, that he had ever lived through.  In-fact, he later told me
about how he had been wanting to be with me or with you for a long time.
He told me that he had figured out, some time earlier, that we were gay,
and when he realized that, that was when he started getting him all excited
and anxious about doing something like this, but it had to be with one of
us.  He told me that he did not care which one it was, he wanted to do this
with, -- either one of us.  He told me that before that time, he had never
had any apparent interest in any other guys, but when he started thinking
about being in bed with one of us, it really started getting him all
excited.  He said that is when he started watching for us a lot more often
than he ever had before.  He said that he started keeping an eye on us and
was really trying to just "happen to be in the right place at the right
time".  He finally told me later, one day while we were playing and
talking, that he had gone out purposely, and bought those silky, thin,
sexy, shorts that he had on that day, just to have them on sometime when he
got the chance to talk to one of us."
	"What?  He told you that he had been wanting to be with you or me?
Shit man!  Damn, I wish I had known that!  Shit man, I've been wanting to
pound that little ass for years now!"  Jake proclaimed and almost yelled.
	"So what happened after he got ahold of you?  What went on then?"
	"We just stood there for what seemed like a long time.  Probably
not that long, but for what we both were experiencing right then, it did
seem like a long time.  He continued to hug me and continued to rub my
dick.  Finally, I kind of moved him to the side a little and I reached down
and started sliding my shorts down.  When I did that, I felt him take real
deep breaths again.  I kind of think every different action right then was
another very nervous 'first' for him.  There were so many times that I just
thought he could just sit down and cry.  I think what was happening, or I
should say, finally happening, was such a great experience for him, to
finally be doing it, that it was really getting to him emotionally.  I
guess he had dreamed of this day for along time, and it took a lot of guts
and a lot of pre-planning for him to finally get it done."
	"He finally pushed my shorts down far enough that my cock flipped
out.  He almost yelled, 'Oh Shit,' when it came out.  Then he said, 'Oh My
God!  Oh God!  How long I have been wanting to see this!'  He was acting
like it was something really very unusual.  It was just a dick, for gosh
sakes!"
	  "Hey Jay", Georgie said.  "To you --that might be just a normal
dick!  But shit man, to even me, it is an enormous hunk of meat, and for
some guy that has never had another man's dick in his hands before, I can
be sure he wanted to cry.  What a dick to start some guy out on!  So what
did you two do then?  Shit man, this is great!  I wish I had been that
Jimmy guy!"
	"He told me that he had seen me through the window before, naked of
course, but he was never sure which one of us it was.  He told me that when
he came back to talk that first day, if anything could happen, he did not
care which one of us it was.  He had decided that the day had come for him
to finally 'do it'!  He did come back looking for some sex action, and he
finally got it!"
	"Well", Jake asked, "What action did he get that day.  And how many
more days have there been, since then?"
	"Oh, that first day he did not get as much action as he has learned
to take since then.  Sir, Jake,-- I will have to admit that Jimmy and I
have been very glad, oh,---for about the last year, every time you had to
go out of town.  I have been conducting school sessions here, while you
were gone, and my student Jimmy has learned a lot during that time.  He's
moved a long way from being afraid of grabbing my dick!"
	"That first day he was so damn nervous and scared, that about all
that happened, was for us to eventually go to the bedroom and lay down on
the bed together for quite some time.  I knew that I was going to have to
take it at his pace, or I would scare him away.  That first day he
basically just played with my body, rubbing it and being up close to it,
licking it, kind of biting on my tits some, and of course rubbing my dick.
A couple of times he just asked if he could just lay on top of me and let
our naked bodies touch and slide on each other.  One time he did ask me to
just lay on top of him, while he laid on his stomach.  He did make me
promise, though, that I would not try to do anything with his ass.  You
know, while we were lying there, that way, I do kind of think he was
imagining what it might feel like to have a guy lying on him, while that
guy is fucking his ass.  At that time he sure wasn't ready for the fucking
part, but I do think he had it on his mind, when he had me on top of him.
I think that's why he wanted to feel me on top of him, that way.  He wanted
to know what it will feel like, to have a man on top of him, as he is
getting his ass fucked.  He wanted to know the feeling of the man's body up
there.  He just was not ready for the, 'getting it in the ass', part yet."
	"That whole time he just kept saying stuff like, 'Oh, man I can't
believe I'm finally doing this!'  Or, stuff like, 'Oh, shit man!  I have
wanted to hold you for so damn long.  I can't believe that I am actually
doing it!'  Then he would squeeze me, real tight!  He did not suck me that
day.  He was too scared.  He kept looking at it, but I knew he was way to
afraid, yet, to even ask him to lick on it.  The way he kept looking at it
though.  I knew it would not be too may sessions later, before he found out
what it felt like in his mouth.  When he looked at it, I kind of felt like
he was worshipping it.  He handled it like it would break.  He had dreamed
about getting ahold of one of our dick's for so long, he really did have
trouble realizing that it was actually attached to me."
	"We talked about him maybe putting the tip of it in his mouth, and
once, he did try to lean way down close to it, and I thought then for a
moment that he was going to stick it in his mouth, but then he sat up and
kind of cried that he just couldn't right then. I saw his body kind of
shake.  I knew what his mind was going through.  He was really going
through some emotions that day!  He was doing a lot of things that he had
never thought he would be doing, and things that he thought, he should not
even be thinking about doing.  I told him that we would do that, let him
lick my dick, later, when he was ready.  But he did get his first blow job
that day.  He's a little guy, but for as small as he is, he's got a big
dick, and he shoots big thick loads.  Like probably three times that first
day!  Damn he was loaded and ready.  He's got nice tight nuts too. Damn, I
love to chew on them.  And I guess he likes it too.  He's pretty quick
putting them in my mouth, whenever he gets a chance to."
	"That first day I did not even try to get close to his ass hole.
That's all changed now, though!  But that first day, I was afraid that he
would jump up and run.  But I did ask him if he was interested in fingering
me some, and he said 'Yes', that he wanted to do that, if possible.  While
he was fingering my ass, he asked me to explain some of the types of
activities that gay guys do together.  I could tell which ones kind of got
him all excited, and which ones did not.  Of course, over the months, we
have been practicing all of those that kind of turn him on.  He jokes now
saying stuff like, "Well we didn't do that quite right did we teach?  We
will have to do that one again, right teach?  I guess he likes playing the
roll of being the student and me being the teacher.  And of course, doing
that, gives him the chance to say things like we need to do it again to try
and get it right this time.  Over the months, he certainly has changed his
mind about what goes up in his ass.  I've found out that he is a good,
obedient, bottom boy!"
	Jay turned directly to Jake, and told him, "I did ask Jimmy once if
he thought he might like to be in bed with both of us at the same time,
sometime, and he said yes.  Well, actually,-- he looked at me and with a
very big grin on his face, and he almost kind of yelled, 'Yes, Sir, I do!
Oh shit man!  For years now I have wanted to be in bed with one of you,
whichever one I happened to get, and now you are suggesting that I could be
in bed with both of you at the same time?  Oh shit man, that's hot!'  He
admitted that he did not know for sure if that is something that he should
suggest, or not, but that he would like to do that.  He said that he had
been fantasizing about that for a long time now.  He's real anxious for
that!  I thought about trying to set up a session where you would "just
happen" to walk in on us, while I was, maybe, fucking him, or something.  I
thought maybe I could work it out where it was a surprise to you and to
him, at the same time."
	"Well, shit man!, Jake replied.  "When did you ask him that?  How
long ago has that been?"
	"Oh, shit, don't get your shorts all crammed up in your ass hole
brother.  It was, only, about maybe two or three weeks ago.  And hell, you
have been gone most of that time, so don't fret.  You did not miss out on
any sex, man.  But, brother, --I think I should point out to you that, we
have ourselves another hot small, sweet, tight ass standing right here
between us, and we are not taking advantage of that situation, or that
hole.  So I do think it is time that you get him in there, get him all
stripped down, show him the sling, the chains, the gags, the tit clamps,
the dildos, the ropes, all the rest of the stuff, and start getting him
ready!  Right?"
	"God, Jay!  You are going to scare the hell out of him!  Don't
mention that stuff until we have him all undressed so that he can't bolt
out the door!  Thank goodness everybody doesn't run around naked like you
do!  Once in awhile that needs to be used as a control device, you know!
Come on Georgie, lets go to the bedroom, but don't panic about what he
said.  We will only be doing what you want to do today.  OK?"
	"Yea, that's OK, but I will have to be real honest and truthful
with you.  If what Jay was mentioning back there is a reality, you guys
have just found yourself another new playmate that might be kind of hard to
get rid of.  I have not had a chance to play with anybody that has any
"equipment", since I moved, so right now I am really hoping that he was not
kidding.  Was he?"
	"No Georgie, he was not kidding!  But I do have to admit to you,
that I certainly would not have guessed that you were the type.  Shit man,
us finding each other just may turn out to be a real goody, for all of us.
I know I am out of town a lot, but when I am gone, Jay will still be here
and you two can do each other if you both want.  Jay loves to take our
really big thick, fat, dildo up his butt, but it takes somebody else to
push it in for him, so I know he is going to be very happy that you are a
'complete' player.  Oh, Yea! -- I forgot about Jimmy.  Well,-- maybe there
will three of you all involved.  Hey, when I'm home, maybe we can set up
some four-ways!  How's that sounding?  I've got to find out from Jay, just
how far he has taken Jimmy into the 'equipment' part of play.  I wonder if
he has used any dildos on Jimmy yet?  Shit, if Jimmy is getting fucked by
Jay, which to me it sounds like maybe he is, I'm sure he is taking dildos,
too.  Jay made the comment about how Jimmy has changed his mind about what
goes up his ass.  Jay probably got him started on dildos, so that he could
work him up to taking something the size of Jay's stick!  I can't really
feature some virgin ass taking Jay's dick as his first fucking.  Hell, that
damn thing would make any freshman fuckee scream and run for cover!  I
wonder if he has gotten Jimmy to ram that big dildo up in his butt for him,
yet.  Hell, if Jimmy has become such a very obedient bottom boy, maybe Jay
is running that big dildo up in his ass.  My God!  If a year ago Jimmy had
never been fucked, and now he is taking that big dildo up in his ass, Jay
certainly has been a good teacher!  Hey, Georgie, it sounds like you got
involved with us at a very interesting time, didn't you?"
	"Jake, I kind of think that getting involved with you and Jay at
any time, would be an interesting time!  I've got one question though that
I have been kind of wanting to ask."
	"Yea, what?"
	"Well, you and Jay are brothers.  When you guys have sex with
others, do you two have sex with each other, too?  Do you two ever just
have sex with --just each other?"