Date: Sun, 19 Jul 1998 22:32:48 -0400 From: Sidney Gittler Subject: I Leaned Against the Wall The following story is a work of fiction involving sex between boys, including some s&m and bondage. If this is not to your liking, or is generally illegal in your neck of the woods please don't go any further. It is a work of fiction and any resemblance to anybody you know is your good fortune, not mine. I also have the Mall Punk and Arkansas Vacation series in the adult-youth section of nifty.org. I Leaned Against the Wall By Sid G, (c)1998 I leaned against the wall and licked Hank's cum from my lips. My eyes went from his slender almost hairless frame to Larry and John doing a 69 across the room. A noise to my right caught my attention and as I turned my head I saw my younger brother enter the room. This didn't surprise me, but what he had on did. Hank, Larry, John and I are all fourteen and been best friends forever. Other kids have drifted in and out of our circle but the four of us have always been together. When they taught us about our bodies in third grade we decided to see what they meant. It started out as innocent exploration and evolved into serious sex play. In fact today's the fifth anniversary of my giving my first blow job. I'd gone over to Hank's after school to do our homework together. Dad had already split and Mom was working the four to midnight shift at the hospital, like she does now. My younger brother was in his final year at the hospital's day care center or night care in his case. It was a warm spring afternoon and we were down to our shorts. After we finished our math and science I wanted a break and let my hand go up his pants leg. I quickly realized he wasn't wearing any underpants. Hank smiled at my amazement as he removed my hand. He stood, unbuttoned his shorts and they fell to the floor. I started to stand but he put his hands on my bare shoulders and came closer. I looked up at him with a questioning look. "You know you want to do it. You've hinted enough times and I'm willing best friend." I took his hardening four-inch prick in my hand and started licking the head as I slowly stroked it. After a few minutes I slipped off the chair to my knees and took his twitching rod into my mouth. It was a wonderful taste and I sensed my body reacting to the new experience. I leaned forward and slowly inhaled it completely. My tongue started bathing it and then he started mouth fucking me. I started playing with my own hard rod and was in such ecstasy from the twin delights that Hank's dry orgasm caught me by surprise. He screamed and we were both grateful that his mother and big sister were out shopping. He collapsed on the floor next to me and brought his lips to mine. I felt his tongue enter my mouth, licking all around as he searched for the taste of his cock in my mouth. Hank's hand found my cock and stroked me to my own orgasm. It was the first time the two of us kept a secret from the others. And we kept it two whole weeks before we not only told but I blew all three of them. None of them were ready to do me but I didn't mind always being the sucker and never the suckee. I was also the first one to get fucked. John did the honors that time in front of the others. Not that they were that far behind, but it had been his idea. But I've had my fair share of fucking their mouths and asses over the years. The last year and a half since we started having real orgasms have been even better. Larry's the oldest and one day when he came over he had this wicked smile when I started giving him head. I'd begun noticing changes in his body and all but when his cock started throbbing in my mouth I didn't give it any special thought other than he was about to orgasm. I was right but this time he shot a small load into my mouth. I was so startled I bit his cock as I pulled off. The last strand landed on my chin. Larry was screaming and once I figured out that he hadn't tried to piss in my mouth I licked my chin and found I liked the taste. Not too thick, a little salty perhaps but really nice. I was oblivious to Larry's curses and threats until he kicked my leg. I told him if he'd warned me we both would have enjoyed it a hell of a lot more. Then I pulled him down on the floor and kissed him till he settled down. If you look closely you can still see the bite mark on his cock when it's hard. Two years ago when it was time to me to start sixth grade my mother announced I was old enough to watch my brother after school. I bitched and moaned about my loss of freedom. She snorted, then pointed out that with the money she was saving we could afford a nice vacation the next summer. I agreed on the condition that I could have my friends over all I wanted as long as I did my homework and kept an eye on Kevin. It didn't take him long to catch us in the nude. He fell down the stairs and screamed so loud that we rushed out without dressing. The sight of his big brother and his three friends naked shut him up. Once we were sure he was fine we got dressed and the five of us walked to the corner store for some ice cream. "How come you weren't wearing any clothes Robbie?" Kevin asked as we sat on the porch eating our cones. I glanced at my friends who were no help at all. "There are times we like playing that way. There's nothing wrong with it as long as the windows are closed and nobody objects." "Does that mean I can take my clothes off?" "Where?" "In the house, my room or when there aren't any grown ups around." "And?" He thought for a moment. "When the curtains are down so nobody can see in, even upstairs," he answered proudly. I stuck my hand out and he took it. "Deal," I said. Next came the question I'd really been afraid of. "What kinds of games do you play naked?" Kevin asked. I hesitated knowing that he'd soon be learning the same things in class as we had in third grade. Then decided to act mysterious anyway. "Big boy games that you'll learn about later. But remember part of the rules about being naked is that we can't go into each other's room without knocking. It could be embarrassing. Do you understand?" "You mean you can't just walk into my room because I might not want to you to see me naked?" "You can't keep me out but I have to give you enough time to put pants on or get under the covers if you want. And you have to sleep in your pajamas like I do." He stuck his hand out this time. "Deal," we said. Believe it or not this actually worked for six months. We went the whole winter fucking and sucking two doors down from Kevin's bedroom without being discovered. Then one warm early April day he fell and cut himself badly outside and came running through an accidentally unlocked door to see me being fucked by Hank while sucking off Larry while John was lying underneath me sucking me off. I almost bit Larry's cock again and I still don't know which of the five of us was most startled or scared by what had just happened. I know seeing the blood streaming from his leg brought me back to reality. Kevin started crying from his pain and, I think, the shock of what he'd just seen. He even start apologizing for breaking the rule about not knocking. I told him to be quiet as I sat him down. John held his hand while Larry ran for a wet towel and I looked at his knee. Fortunately we were able to get it stopped but we called a cab to take us to the hospital to have it checked anyway. If nothing else it gave the two of us a chance to be alone. For me to tell him everything was all right and just not to tell Mom what he'd seen. The next morning as soon as I had dropped Kevin at his school door I was ambushed by my three friends and dragged to a corner of the yard. "Did he say anything to your mother?" One, or all, of them asked. For the first time in our friendship I was scared of them. The physical closeness that I usually found exciting was replaced by fear and I pushed out. "Move back your scaring me," I said as I blinked back tears. The three of them looked at each other and took a collective breath. "Sorry Robbie, we were all up half the night expecting your mother to be calling ours and telling them we were faggots. I mean I know I'm gay but I'm not ready to tell them. My holy roller father might throw me out into the streets," Hank said. "I know, I don't think my mother would care but I'm not eager to find out. But you can relax. I talked with Kev on the way to the hospital and he understood that he had to keep his mouth shut about what he'd seen." "What it cost you?" Larry asked. "Nothing, just pointed out if Mom found out she'd go back to babysitters and that would mean another vacation with Aunt Bertha instead of Mickey Mouse. That held him for now." The first bell rang and we headed into class. Kevin was very quiet for the next two weeks. I mean he was never a loud, wild kid but his solitude went beyond the end of school year projects he blamed. I'd had half his teachers and knew they weren't that hard for a kid as smart as Kevin. Finally after another silent supper I'd had enough. "Kevin, what's wrong?" "Nothing." "Anything going on at school that Mom or I should know about?"" "No, just keeping me busy, that's all." "Liar, I talked to Mr. Johnston and Ms. Hale and they told me you'd already turned in your projects and I know as well as you do that they're the two hardest by far." "First you treat me like a little boy and keep me out of your life and now your spying on me. Just leave me alone and go fuck yourself. You'd probably like it." He ran up the stairs and I heard his door slam shut and I sat with my mouth open for five minutes before I could begin to move. It took me about two years to climb the stairs and walk over to his bedroom door. I knocked softly. "Go away." "You know the rules Kevin, you can't keep me out." "I'm changing the rules." "That's one you can't. Look Kev, we've got to talk." "Just go away." I looked at the door and realized it wasn't closed properly so I could just walk in. My hand reached up and then fell back down. "OK, I'm not coming in but I'm not going away either. I'm going to sit outside your door till you're willing to talk. Even if it's till Mom gets home." It took an hour. "You still there Robbie?" "Yes." "If you strip you can come in." That startled me but I took my clothes off and opened the door. I opened the door expecting him to be dressed but Kev was as naked as I was. Unfortunately the sight of my brother brought me to instant arousal. I blushed and covered myself. "Sorry Kevin, I didn't mean that." "But why not? Don't you love me like you do your friends?" I stared at him until I could think again. "I love you more than all of them put together. Differently though, I just never considered having sex with you." "Why not?" "You're my brother Kevin, I'm responsible for you while Mom's at work and while I may give you more freedom than she'd like I do have that responsibility." "I don't understand." "Look, it would have been easy to bring you into my sex games. You've always wanted to play whatever I was playing so if I told you fucking was a new version of pin the tail on the donkey you would have let me without knowing what it meant. I couldn't do that to you. I love you Kevin. Does that explain it a little more?" A slow nod and a grin, "I still want to play with you and if you and your penis are willing I'd like to learn those games." "On one condition little brother. If I start doing anything you don't like or you feel pain or uncomfortable you've got to stop me." He stuck out his hand. "Deal." I took it and pulled him to me, with my other hand I brought his lips to mine and kissed him. A brotherly kiss that quickly turned to one filled with a passion I hadn't known I felt. His lips parted to admit my tongue at the first hint of pressure and my hands ran down to his tiny, firm butt. I felt his hands on my back, one reaching down for my ass. He pulled away and motioned for me to lie down on my stomach. When I was flat on his bed he started running his hands over my back and slowly to my ass. For the next five minutes his soft hands massaged my cheeks and got my cock as hard as it's ever been. Now may be the time for a little physical description. We're both small for our ages but not that far apart. I'm very thin, five feet and Kevin's a not as thin, but still slender 4'8". While he keeps his brown hair cut very short I don't remember the last time I've seen a barber. Long hair may be more work but I love the feel of it on my bare back. Maybe my size is why I prefer being a bottom? Kevin started fondling my cheeks and started spreading them, and then I felt a finger exploring my crack. A gentle finger that finally found its target and started to enter. His finger was dry and I flinched when he tried inserting it in my hole. "You OK Robbie? Did I hurt you?" "I'm fine Kev, just moisten it a bit and it'll be easier." "OK." Now what I'd meant was for him to suck on his finger so his saliva would smooth the way. What he did was spread my cheeks and started rimming me with his tongue. Being really thin my hole is close to the surface and his tongue went a fair way in. He started tongue fucking me and I started moaning in delight. Either my little brother understood what I meant or he was so into it that he didn't hear me. After five minutes he came up for air. "Is it moist enough?" I didn't have any desire to explain what I'd really meant. "Yes, but instead of your finger I want you to stick your cock up there if it's hard enough." "But I can't ejaculate." "Don't worry, you can still orgasm without shooting. Just do it bro." I spread my legs as wide as I could and soon felt his prick entering first my crack and the outer rim of my hole. Slowly he pushed in until I could feel him pass through the sphincter, not much further but definitely through it. He lay down on my back and kissed my neck. "This feels great Robbie. What do I do now?" "I thought you were a good student. You go back and forth without pulling out. Go at whatever speed your comfortable with." "What if I slip out?" "Slip back in silly. Now listen to your big brother and fuck his ass." I don't know how long it took but when I felt his body react to its first orgasm I shot my load onto his blanket. When his body stopped shaking Kevin collapsed onto my back without pulling out. I listened as his breath calmed and then fell into a steady rhythm. The little bugger had fallen asleep on top of me! In me! I waited a half-hour and then slowly turned till he slipped off of me. I moved him around and covered him with the blanket and tiptoed over to my own room. I'd like to say that a guilty conscious kept me up all night, but the truth is I finished my homework and fell right to sleep. Didn't even wake up like I usually do when Mom got home and opened my door. One thing I'd forgotten about when I tucked Kevin in almost caused everything to come crashing down. Despite her hours Mom always woke us up and got us out to school before doing the housework and shopping. That morning she came in and shook me hard and started yelling before I was really awake. "Why was Kevin sleeping naked and smelling like a pig?" "What?" I mumbled trying to get my head focused. "Don't give me that, I want an answer now." At that moment Kevin walked to my door dressed in a towel. "Why you yelling Mommy?" "I'm yelling at your big brother because he let you go to bed naked and filthy." "He didn't let me, it was an accident." "An accident? This I've got to hear." So did I but I kept my mouth shut. "After I finished my homework and studying for a test tomorrow I went outside and played in the backyard." So far he was telling the truth. I just hadn't noticed how dirty he'd gotten. "When I got undressed for my shower I felt really tired and lay down on my bed for a minute. Must have crawled under the blanket some point but I never got up to take my shower so I'm going to take a quick one now." He stretched up and kissed Mom on the cheek and headed into the john before she could react. I was stunned; it was perfect like he'd rehearsed it for days. "Sorry Mom, his door was closed and I heard him sleeping so I didn't go in. I'll be more careful in the future. Don't want him catching a cold this close to Disney World." "That's right and with school almost over you're going to have even more responsibility watching him." "Yes Mom, I really am sorry." I also felt grateful to my smart brother. An hour later we rounded the corner and I hugged my brother. "You were great, you saved our butts with that story." "Thanks, I thought you'd be mad at me for getting Mom upset. The excuse just popped into my mine as I heard her." "I'm glad it did, and it really was my fault. I should have woken you and gotten you clean and dressed. This is a mistake we can't afford to repeat." "Uh, how did I fall asleep?" "After your orgasm you collapsed on my back and fell asleep. I turned over and you rolled onto the bed. I covered you with the blanket and went to my room. Did you enjoy it?" "Yes, but tonight I want to be on the bottom." "We'll talk about it after we get our homework and chores done." As we entered the schoolyard I saw my three friends and I was tempted to tell them about the previous nights activities. I dropped Kevin off at his entrance and walked over. "Hi guys," I said. "Is it safe to come over after school? Hank asked, emphasizing the come. "Yeah," John said, "I'm tired of my fist I want your tight ass again." I grinned and nodded, but decided to keep Kevin to myself for the time being. On the way home I told Kevin that Hank, John and Larry were coming over. "Do they know about last night?" "No, and I don't want them to." "How come?" "One is I want you for myself for a while yet and also you're not ready for that kind of action. Especially being the fuckee instead of the fucker. "That's cool, but can I open the door for them when they get to the house?" "Sure, just remember the rules." When we got home he rushed upstairs and I heard him opening his dresser. By the time I had gotten our sodas and snacks out he was back down in a short, ripped tee shirt and bicycle shorts, both two sizes too small and leaving nothing of his body to the imagination. Especially his cock and ass. "Man Kevin, they'll shoot in their pants before they get inside." "Thanks Robbie, do you mind? I found this stuff while putting my clothes away the other day. Almost threw them out." "I'm glad you didn't. You can wear them now, and straight through till I take them off." I let my fingers caress his hard little prick through the firm material. After we finished I headed to my room with instructions for Kevin to send them straight up when they arrived. By the time Hank arrived fifteen minutes later I had my room set up and I was naked. As each arrived with a shocked expression on his face I stripped them and sucked their cocks to hardness but not to shooting. "Where did you get those clothes for Kevin? He looked so fucking hot." Larry asked. "They're his, and it was his idea, let you know everything was cool." "Cool! He's so fucking hot I almost raped him in the doorway." Hank said. I felt my face turning red as I tried to control my anger. "I never want to hear anything like that about him again. Understand?" "I'm sorry Robbie, I was only trying to say how sexy he is in that outfit. I'd never rape anybody, really." He came over and kissed my lips and stroked my dick. "Forgive me?" I nodded and returned the kiss. My lips trailed from his and down to his nipples. Licking, sucking and biting each one in turn. When both nipples were hard I started licking down his faint trail of chest hair until I reach his groin. As I sniffed and licked around his balls I realized how much I had missed having sex with my friends and quickly swallowed his cock. Delicious, my tongue lapped up the musk from around his growing penis. At 5'6" Hank was the tallest, and best endowed of us. When fully erect his cock stood six inches long and an inch and a half or so around, and I had it all inside of me. Hank stroked my hair and I started bobbing my head on his throbbing organ. As I was getting into a steady rhythm I felt four hands on my back and ass. Fingers heading up my crack while a hand fondled my cock. I didn't stop to see who was doing what. Didn't care as long as I was going to get a cock up my ass to go with the one down my throat. That I might cum was an added bonus. I knew I was going to cum inside my baby brother tonight. But then that's tonight and this is now and I wanted, needed a cock up my ass badly. I stopped my head action and reached back to spread my cheeks and I was rewarded with three fingers shoved in as far as they could go. Hank yelped as I reacted to them passing through my sphincter. He slapped my cheek in mock reprimand and I resumed sucking on his now throbbing rod. The fingers in my butt started stroking and twisting to get my juices flowing. None of these guys would rim me like Kevin had. Without any warning the fingers popped out and I could sense whoever was behind me moving into position. I pulled off of Hank as I felt a pair of hands on my ass cheeks. I nodded and received five hard slaps on each one. With my ass still stinging the cock was rammed home until I could feel the pubic hair scratching my butt. The pleasure I felt as the cock started stroking inside me overcame any pain that might have remained. When I was comfortable with that rhythm I resumed sucking on Hank's cock, which had remained hard. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted John stroking himself which meant Larry was doing the fucking and John had lost the toss and was settling for sloppy seconds. As I concentrated on my sucking and being fucked I noticed John was feeling something with his left hand as his right kept his cock occupied. Hank regained my full attention by grabbing my hair and pulling my mouth to his crotch. I heard his semen churning and then the first strands exploded into my mouth and down my throat. I was able to savor the rest of his load on my tongue before swallowing. He stayed inside me when he was finished so I could clean him. I even licked out his slit, which almost got him to orgasm again. As Hank pulled out Larry started slapping my ass harder and faster as he approached climax. The harder he spanked the harder he slammed into my hole. And further. "Get ready boy, I'm going to fill your ass with man cum," Larry screamed and pressed against me. I felt him shudder and then his sperm coat my insides. When he was finished he pulled out and wiped his prick off on my back. I started to roll over onto my back for a quick breather before John started but I felt his hand on my neck. I waited and stood when he pulled and let him lead me over to my closet door. John raised my head and I saw the handcuffs hanging over the top. "Raise your hands boy. You like getting spanked before your fucked so your going to get spanked good." Wordlessly I raised my hands and when Hank lifted me John and Larry cuffed my hands. My feet were dangling well off the floor and I was already feeling the strain on my shoulders. Then Hank put my underpants in my mouth and used a tie to hold it in place. "Can you breathe?" Hank asked. I nodded and heard feet moving around behind me. Time slowed as I waited and then... Smack. SMack. SMAck. SMACk. SMACK. Five swift strokes on my ass with a thick leather belt. I was forced into the closet door with each stroke. My ass hurt like hell and I couldn't even scream. Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. A second set came just as hard as the first. I could feel tears rolling down my face. Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. A third set across my back and I howled through the gag. Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. A fourth set crossing the first on my back. I realized my cock was as hard as a rock and I was humping the door with each stroke of the belt. Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. A fifth set and they let me down. I looked up at them from the floor and as I turned over so John could fuck me I said. "Let's do that again. It was great." John slipped in and when I felt his balls against my aching ass I shot one of the biggest loads of my life. I moaned with each contact of pubic hairs against irritated skin and it didn't take John long to shoot his load either. But then it never did. When he pulled out I crawled up onto my bed and collapsed. Hank slipped his shorts on and got us all sodas. He returned shaking his head. Kevin was doing his homework in the kitchen, still dressed as he'd greeted them and Hank was hard again. He dropped his shorts as he handed me my can but I just shook my head and Larry's ass got fucked instead. When they were ready to leave I put on a long tee shirt that covered me sufficiently and walked them out. I went into the kitchen and dropped the cans into the recycling bag and turned to my brother. "You know little brother you made quite an impression today." "Good one I hope." "A very hot one." He looked at my cock rising under the shirt. "I can tell, but you said after supper and have you done your homework yet?" "Just some history reading, got the rest done in study hall and library today." "You had both today! Lucky devil." "I know, and not because of that. I'll be back down in an hour, decide what you want for supper." Mom had one of those full-length mirror setups where you look in one and can see your back reflected by another. I got into position and took my shirt off and gasped. Almost an hour later my ass and back were still red and I could see the strap marks. I knew I might have a story to tell when Kevin and I were ready but I'd deal with that then. I picked up my shirt and went and did my homework. On my bed. On my stomach. By the time I got back downstairs Kevin had hotdogs and fries on the counter waiting to be cooked. He was in the living room watching TV and after he answered yes to my school related questions I cooked dinner and decided eating in the living room on the soft couch might be a good idea. When Kevin finished the dishes he came back in and sat next to me. His soft right hand slipping under the shirt and onto my smooth chest. I leaned over and kissed his forehead. "How you doing little brother?" "Fine, how you doing big brother? Got enough cum left for my ass?" "I'm sure I can find some. Are you sure you want to do this? It'll be fine if you say no." His hand found my left nipple and started rubbing it. "I know it is, that's one of the reasons I feel good about doing it. I thought a lot about it at school today. After all, deciding to get fucked in your ass requires some thought." I nodded, for me it had been instinct but I'm glad it wasn't for Kevin. One hand went to his exposed midriff while the other traced the outline of his hardening pricklet through the tight shorts. His cock was perfectly outlined by the tight spandex. The raw heat coming off his body got me hard and my mouth went to his. I pulled him on top of me and let out a small gasp as my sore back was pressed into the couch. Our tongues twined as my hands explored his ass. An ass I couldn't wait to get into. And there was no reason to wait. My hands slipped under his waistband and slowly slipped the resilient fabric off his body. Kevin gave a sigh of relief as they passed over his cheeks and the pressure released. They were almost as red as mine still felt. He stood up and he looked even sexier with his cock sticking straight out of his naked bottom and the ripped shirt giving him a tough look. "Leave the shirt on Kevin, it really looks sexy this way." "You really think I'm sexy?" I lifted my shirt just enough for him to see my cock every bit as erect as his own, though three inches longer. "I guess I am," he chuckled. "Now let's go to my room and have fun." My eyes never left that tight ass all the way up the stairs. I picked up the jar of Vaseline from the banister and flipped it from hand to hand on into his room. Only way I was going to keep my hands off my cock. Kevin lay face down on his bed as soon as we entered his room but I turned him over and told him to play with himself as I took my tee shirt off. I lay next to him and replaced his hand with mine and slowly worked him to the edge of his second orgasm. "I thought it was your night?" He asked when he'd caught his breath. "It's both our night," I replied, "the idea is for both of us to enjoy it." He thought this over for a minute. "You mean you enjoyed getting fucked last night?" I nodded and he smiled at the thought that he might enjoy what was coming. He flipped over and wriggled his ass at me. I resisted the impulse to dive right in. I wanted Kevin to enjoy this because I knew I'd want that fine, tiny, tight ass again, and again. I started massaging his back, slowly relaxing him as I worked from his shoulders to his lower back, skipped to his feet and then back to his butt. "Keep that up and I'll fall asleep," he whispered. "Don't worry," I replied and gave his cheeks a couple of light taps. I moved my head into his ass and rimmed him. I got my tongue well in and really loosened him up. He was squirming as I finished. I put a finger in his ass and slid it gently around as I put a coat of Vaseline on my hard cock. I slid two more fingers in knowing that it would be a little bigger than my cock. He flinched when they entered so I waited and when he moaned I moved them around a little and spread them so he'd be a little loose. "You ready?" I asked. "Oh yeah, fuck me man. Pin that tail into this donkey." I pulled my fingers out and slapped his butt again. I put my cock head in position and slowly pushed in. Even then it didn't take long for my balls to be banging on his back door. "You OK?" "Oh yeah, I'm fine," Kevin said in a voice I'd never heard from him, but recognized as my own. I started fucking him with long, slow strokes. His ass muscles clenched around my prick, which added to the stimulation it was receiving. The first time I felt myself on the brink I stopped and caught my breath while I kissed his neck. "Do you want me to shoot my load in your ass or over your back?" I asked. "Can you do it on my stomach?" "Sure." I pulled out and turned him onto his back and lifted his legs so his anus was exposed and slid right back in. I let him get comfortable before I resumed fucking his ass. Ten minutes later I pulled out and after two quick strokes came all over his face and chest. When I finished I collapsed on top of him and licked my cum off his face. "Wow, that was great," Kevin said and brought his lips to mine and took some of my cum back into his mouth. "Tastes great, I could get used to this." "Me too, now so we don't have a repeat of this morning go take your shower and get into your pajamas." Kevin took my hand and put it on his hard cock and smiled. I smiled back and started stroking. It didn't take long for him to have that second orgasm. "Now, shower, pajamas, read for a half-hour and bed." He stood, his back to me and slowly lifted the shirt over his head and threw it in my face. I cleaned my cock with it and left it on his pillow. When Mom woke me the next morning I was stiff as a board. She had me flip over on my front to give me a massage. The way I was feeling I couldn't argue but steeled myself not to flinch when she touched my back. Fortunately while yesterday's whipping had left me stiff I no longer hurt at every touch. But I was glad that she did it through my pajama top. "Why does he get a massage and I don't?" Kevin whined from behind us. I giggled at the little man I'd fucked the night before back to sounding like a little brother. Mom swatted my bottom and I yelped when she hit what I knew had to be a nasty bruise. "Sorry Mom, just startled me." "You're fine Robbie, Kevin take his place while he goes to the bathroom and then it'll be breakfast time." "Massage my bottom Mom," Kevin said and I almost died. "I must have done too much homework last night." He concluded and I almost changed my mind about killing him. As usual John, Larry and Hank were waiting for me when I dropped Kevin off at school. "How you feeling Robbie?" John asked. "I was worried that I went to far yesterday." "Woke up stiff as a board this morning." "He wasn't asking about your cock," Hank interrupted. "Actually this was a rare morning when it wasn't but you're going to have to guard my back in gym. There are a couple of bruises I don't want people to see." "I'm sorry Robbie, I promise not to do it again. I didn't mean to hurt you." John said. "I thought you said you loved me?" I said in a whisper as I gave his hand a quick squeeze. "I do," he said startled. "Then why would you take something I like away? I said I had a couple of bruises, not that I was hurt, not that I didn't want to do it again. You don't have to do it if you don't want to but I liked it, I really did." I gave his hand another squeeze and looked the three of them in the eye. "You guys coming over after school?" "Kevin going to be dressed like that again?" "No, his butt was too sore this morning from being squeezed so tight. But maybe he'll come up with something else." "Cool," all three said as the first bell rang. When he opened the door that afternoon Kevin was wearing last year's gym uniform. Revealing, but not quite as tight as the days before. Larry started to pat his ass but Kevin pushed it away. Larry stopped immediately so I let it go. John and Hank got the message too so they just smiled and came upstairs where I was naked and waiting. Well naked might not be technically accurate. Yeah all my clothes were off but I had a dog collar around my neck and held the attached leash in my teeth. I was on my haunches, pretending to beg when they entered my room. John walked right up and took the leash and petted my head. "Has Robbie been a good boy today?" I lowered my head and shook it. "Were you a bad little doggie?" I nodded. "I guess that means we'll have to punish you." I nodded, "Severely." John yanked the leash and I fell to the floor. "We will decide how to punish you dog. Do you understand?" "Yes." "Yes what?" "Yes sir?" "No, it's 'Yes Master John or Master Larry or Master Hank.' Do you understand that?" "Yes Master John." "Very good. Now Master Larry will go first and then Master Hank will punish you. I will go last and I have something very special for you." "Yes Master John." "Good, now stay boy." He dropped the leash and I watched as the three of them stripped and talked. Almost every bit of me was full of anticipation, all except one little corner of my mind that wondered what I'd gotten myself into. I told myself to relax, that my best friends wouldn't really hurt me and would stop if I told them to. Finally Larry, no Master Larry came over and picked up the leash. "We're going for a walk doggie. I stayed on all fours as he led me around my room on an ever-shortening leash. Finally he led me to my bed. "Sit doggie," he said and pointed to the floor. I sat. "Good boy, now I'm going to give you a bone to play with for a couple of minutes." With that he rammed his cock all the way down my throat in one quick motion. His tight hold on the leash didn't give me much room to work on the growing cock but I managed to bring him close before he snatched it away from me. I snarled and he slapped me hard. "Bad doggie," he slapped my other cheek and dragged me up and across his lap. I could feel his hard rod poking into my ribcage. "Sorry Master Larry. Doggie don't like losing bone." "Sorry don't cut it. I'll have to spank you for that." "Yes Master Larry." For the next five minutes he used first his hands and then my hairbrush on my ass. He didn't miss a spot as I screamed from the repeated hits. I could feel his cock getting larger and harder with each stroke. Finally he dropped the brush, stood me up and impaled my tender butt with his rod. In five seconds I felt his bush scraping my sensitive cheeks. He was so hot he shot his load within a couple of minutes. When he was finished he drew out, turned me around and pushed me to my knees. "Clean me." I sucked his cock clean off his cum and my anal juices, licked the sweat of his balls and then went to his inner thighs where some of the cum had dripped. When I was finished he petted me on the head and handed the leash to Master Hank. Hank yanked me to my feet and brought my mouth to his and forced, well shoved his tongue into mine. He pressed his face so close to mine that I couldn't breath. When he broke he turned me away from him and tied my hands together. Then I felt a rope closing around my neck and then he told me to lie down. When I was on the floor he crossed my ankles and tied them together and then took the end of that cord and tied it to the one around my neck and then tied my wrists as close to my ankles as he could. If I moved I gagged so I had to lie as still as possible. Then Hank knelt besides me and started tickling me. Now I'm not usually very ticklish but Hank's an expert and he had me gasping for air and pleading for him to stop. Which he did, for about five seconds at a time. After about fifteen minutes I must have passed out. When I came to the rope from my ankles to my neck had been untied and Hank was squeezing his tool in between my cheeks. I ordered my ass muscles to relax a little and he quickly slid the rest of the way in. Realizing I had rejoined the living Hank started tickling me again and my wriggling brought him off quickly. As Larry had done he stuck his tool in my mouth for cleaning. "All yours Master John," Hank said as I finished. "Should I untie the ropes." "No, in fact retie the rope to the dog's legs while I slip my shorts on and get us some sodas. Don't worry doggie, I won't forget you." "And he didn't. He brought up three cans of soda and a bowl of water, which I lapped at with true appreciation. The three of them talked like I wasn't even there, except for when Hank would bend over and scratch behind my ear. I sighed in appreciation. When they finished their sodas John got up and started taking things out of his backpack. One of the first must have been a hood because after a minute Larry slipped it over my head. Sightless I quickly lost track of time so I don't know how long before Master John started in on me. First he kicked me in the ribs to get my attention. "Are you ready dog?" "Yes Master John." "I can do what I will?" "Yes Master John." He kicked me again. "What do you say now?" "Thank you Master John." He kicked me again. "That's right, you say thank you when you get what you want and deserve dog boy. Now crawl over to the closet door." It crossed my mind to point out how I was tied but thought better of it and started inching my way across the floor. What normally took me five seconds took at least five minutes, if not ten. I was panting by the time I got there. "Master Larry, Master Hank, untie the rope that connects his neck, wrists and ankles but don't untie the ones that bind them. Then take the hood off." "Yes Master John," the other two said in unison. When they were finished they pulled me to my feet and turned me towards Master John. He was sitting on my desk, leaning against the wall wearing black shorts and a black vest. In his left hand was what looked like an oversized Ping-Pong paddle and the other held a thick leather belt with a heavy buckle. My already weak knees began to buckle and Hank and Larry grabbed me and held me up. As I stared at the buckle I shook my head no, even after they first gagged me and then put the hood back on. Beaten I let them hoist me up and attach the handcuffs to my already bound wrists. I heard my three best friends in the world whispering behind me and I knew they were plotting something. Then silence except for the sound of one pair of feet coming closer. I felt a finger tracing my spine and down my crack. A hand caressing my ass, gently rubbing my sore cheeks. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. Fast as anything the paddle replaced the hand and thrust me against the door. I braced myself for the next set but instead I felt myself being lowered and lain down on my bed, my wrists and ankles released. Only the loosened rope around my neck remained. I felt a weight against my back and Master John whispered, "this won't take long Robbie." He gently spread my cheeks and guided his cock inside me and gently began fucking me. John never fully penetrated me, I never felt his bush on my ass, or it had lost all feeling from the paddle. I don't know how long it took him to fill my ass with his sperm. He pulled out right away and gently turned me over on my back. I automatically opened my mouth so I could clean his cock but I felt his lips on mine instead. John's lips, not Master John's and I began to relax. I closed my eyes as his lips left mine and began to travel first to my nipples and then down my chest till they finally engulfed my cock. I moaned and reached out a hand, which Hank took because I needed something solid to hold while my body reacted to the combination of pain and sexual arousal it was enjoying. I convulsed as I shot a huge load down John's throat and kept thrashing for a few moments after I finished. John took my hand from Hank as I settled back down on my pillow and began breathing normally. "Never again Robbie, I promise we'll never do so much at one time again." I just nodded and closed my eyes. I didn't hear them dress or leave the room. It was two hours later when Kevin woke me for dinner. I went down prepared to cook but found my three friends still there along with three pizzas. "You didn't have to do this, but thanks, I do appreciate it." "Do you remember the last words I said to you?" John asked. "Yes, and I agree at least for now. This was all too much too fast." "Was this some new game you were playing Robbie? Is that why your back and wrists look funny?" "Yes, and a game we wont be playing again for a while. But I'll be OK. Now will somebody serve me I can't stretch that far." "As long as you don't expect us to feed you while we're at it," Larry said and Kevin kicked him under the table. Thank God that was Friday afternoon. Saturday we all slept in as late as we wanted. Friday night I lay on my bed trying to sort my feelings about the day's sex but the soreness kept getting in the way and I finally passed out. Usually I'm the first one up on Saturday but the first time I opened my eyes I could hear Mom and Kevin talking. The second time I forced myself out of bed to go to the bathroom. On my door was a note saying they had gone out to do some shopping and would be back around one. I looked at the clock, it was noon. After checking to make sure they hadn't returned early I took the opportunity to check myself out in my mother's mirror. I knew Mom would expect me in shorts and either a tee shirt or a basketball shirt. Checking out the few bruises and welts still visible I wondered where my friends had learned all the techniques and gotten all the equipment they'd had the last two days. That had been no ordinary Ping-Pong paddle and the marks wouldn't show with shorts and a tee shirt. The rope burns around my ankles and wrists were only visible if you looked closely. The one around my throat was a little clearer but if I let my hair flop around I figured it would conceal the total picture. Back in my room I did some stretching exercises, got dressed and I was finishing some frosted flakes when they returned. I kissed Mom and went out to the car to help Kevin with the rest of the groceries. "Well good afternoon sleepy head," Kevin said with a wink. "Ouch my back, I don't know if I can help you." "Don't and I'll tell Mom how you hurt it." "Do and your ass will never get fucked again." I winced as I picked up the first bag. "You OK Robbie, I can do it myself." "I'm fine, besides Mom will get suspicious if the 'little whiner' does it all without complaining." "I am not a whiner," he said in his whiniest voice. "But we've got to get going. Mom's taking us to McDonald's and the movies, and I get to pick." My next groan was not from my aches and pains. I just prayed that his sexual awakening had improved Kevin's taste in movies. It hadn't. For the last few weeks of school sexual activities returned to our old ways. I mean I still got the five slaps on each cheek before I got fucked but no bondage or S&M. During that time I came to realize several things. Most importantly was that while I had enjoyed most of it I had to regain some control of the activities. I should never have let Master John go that next step, even if he hadn't carried through. I'd let myself get swept away in the slave role way too easily, and while I liked the role it had been much too real. What really got me wondering was what it meant about our friendship that they would use me like that so easily and I would let myself be used. I know, deep thoughts for a boy my age as school's coming to a close. I taught Kevin the joys of oral sex as well as how to increase his enjoyment of fucking and being fucked. I got a lot of pleasure from a very smart pupil. The best part was that as we became better sex partners we became closer as brothers. School ended and the last week in July we headed down to Orlando. Mom invited Aunt Bertha along to help watch us. That was a drag until Mom said that we would have our own hotel room and wouldn't be sharing one with them. There's nothing wrong with Aunt Bertha but she's Mom's oldest sister and still thinks she knows better. Especially in child rearing even though Cousin Tommy is a junkie. I sat next to Aunt Bertha on the plane down and spent the ride being lectured on my general appearance, behavior, my hair, my grades, my hair, etc. When she started in on my father I excused myself to go to the bathroom. Don't get me wrong I don't miss my father or particularly love him but I hate it when somebody starts tearing him apart. Mom never does and he always praises the good job she's doing with us on those rare occasions we see him. But he sends the check every month and sends us cards on our birthdays and Christmas. Even calls once in a while. But he's made a new life with a new wife and my half-sister and I can dig that. On the way to the bathroom I spotted a boy about my age sitting on the aisle. His short sleeve shirt was unbuttoned and had spread apart enough to show a firm chest and stomach. His arms were well defined. His dirty blonde hair was just over his pierced ears. Somehow I managed to keep a half an eye on where I was going. There was a line for the bathroom so there was no reason to hurry. He looked up and saw me staring and gave me a dazzling smile. I returned it and realized he was alone in his row. He moved his arm and the shirt parted revealing an erect nipple. I had to fight the instinct to lick my lips but he sensed it anyway. He closed the paperback he was reading and I saw it was called "Trio" and had three naked boys on the cover. "Want to join me or are you in a hurry to get back to your lecture?" He asked. "Please, if I have to listen about my hair being too long one more time I'll cut it and shove it down her throat." "Well, I like your hair, I think it makes you look really sexy." I rubbed his chest and tweaked his nipples as I squeezed past him. "I think that is only one thing that makes you look really sexy." "My names Brian, what's yours?" "Robbie, you flying by yourself?" "Yeah, my two weeks with Dad. Only good thing is he works for Disney World and I get to roam the parks for free the whole time." "Cool, this is my first time down. My parents are divorced too but my Dad's a carpenter back home." "At least you get to see him regularly." "No, only when he can fit it into his schedule. Can't take time away from his new family now can he?" We sat in silence for about five minutes and then I felt his hand on my lap. I looked up and smiled. "How's the book?" I asked. "Hot, my boyfriend's older brother has a huge collection that he lets us read. It's about thirty percent story and the rest sex, anything from simple hand jobs to fucking to a gang bang. Even some bondage." "Man I wish I could get my hand on something like that." He squeezed my cock. "I wish I could get my hands on that. Move over to the window and pull it out. Turn like your looking out the window." "You serious?" I could feel my cock straining against my shorts. "Oh yeah, and then we can switch seats. We pretend to be talking and pointing things out through the window." "Sounds like you've done this before." "Yeah, my boyfriend came down with me over Christmas and we did it then. Some old guy was in the aisle seat and either never noticed or got off on it but he didn't say a word." I lifted the armrest and scooted over. Brian was over in a flash and had his firm hand on my rod as soon as it was breathing free. To keep up the illusion I looked out the window and described what I saw through breaks in the cloud cover. Once I gave Brian a landmark he recognized he started giving a history lesson of the area. If my history teacher had talked that sensuously I would have gotten an A+ instead of a B- for the year. He was describing a Civil War battle as he slowly picked up the pace and as he described a cannon barrage he brought me over the edge. I shot my load over his hand, my leg and the cabin wall. I pulled some tissues out of my pocket and was straightening up when Brian elbowed me. I looked up and saw Mom coming down the aisle. "Shit, my mother," I said as I stuffed my cock back into my pants." "Just act normal, she can't know." Mom arrived before I could reply. "So this is where you disappeared to, I didn't think you were in the bathroom the whole time." "Sorry Mom, there was a line and I started talking to Brian and," I shrugged. "No problem, I heard the way she was lecturing you. You'd think her kids were perfect. You travelling alone Brian?" "Yes ma'am, as I told Robbie my father works for Disney World and its time for my two weeks with him." "Really, what does he do?" "He's Mickey Mouse's trainer." "What?" I said. "You've seen the ads with Mickey and the other characters around the park. Well my father trains and supervises the actors and actresses so they stay in character and how to behave if anybody starts getting out of hand." "Impressive," my mother said, "Robbie come back up when they make the landing announcement. Maybe we'll see you at the park Brian." "Maybe, have a good time." Mom headed back to her seat and we both let out a sigh of relief. "Your Mom's cool, does she know your gay?" "Haven't told her, with my taking care of my younger brother after school it might bring up too many questions. Do you want your turn in the window seat?" "I'd love it but it's getting too close to when you have to go back up. Besides I think I'd rather have you tell me about you and your brother." Fifteen minutes later the announcement came. "I've got to go Brian, it's been great talking to you. Maybe we'll run into each other." Brian took a pen and piece of paper from the pocket in front of where he'd been sitting originally and started writing. "Here's my name, address and phone number down here and at home. I'd like to see you again. You owe me." I squeezed his thigh, "and I never forget my debts." He put the paper into his book and gave it to me. "Stick it in your pants and return it when you can. Alex will understand." "Thanks for the history lesson Brian, I'll see you soon." I slipped the book into an extra large pocket in my shorts and buttoned it as I slipped past him. It was looking like a great vacation. At the luggage carousel we ran into Brian with his father. I noticed Brian's eyes kept flicking over to Kevin and I smiled when I caught his eye. Brian shrugged and smiled back. "Dad, could you get them into Tuesday's special back lot tour?" Brian asked. "That's not necessary Mr. Findlay," my mother said. "Nonsense, and the name's Frank," he took his wallet out and extracted a business card and wrote on the back. "Everything you need is on here but you have to be on time." Mom took the card and smiled. "Then call me Alice, and we look forward to seeing you and Brian on Tuesday." At that moment the luggage started arriving and we split up. The tour was amazing; I even got to try on a Mickey Mouse costume. When it was over Mom insisted that Brian and Mr. Findlay come over to the hotel for dinner as our guests. They countered with a cook out at their home but Mom insisted. After dinner Brian and I snuck back to my room and I paid him back with interest. OK, I blew him. Of course Kevin got jealous when I told him everything that had happened so I let him fuck me. Plus I promised he could read the book. Man did that book open my eyes. Yeah there was a lot of raw sex but the story was of friendship, relationships, and even love between the boys. As I read my mind went back to my feelings about Hank, John and Larry. Fate was kind to me our first week back. None of them were around. Kevin and I spent a lot of time either in the backyard or at the town pool. I took the opportunity to think about myself. What Robbie wanted and liked. That Thursday afternoon I realized it came down to a simple Q & A. Was I gay and did I like having sex? Yes. Did I have any qualms about having sex with Kevin? A little, but not enough to stop me as long as he seemed to be OK with it. Did I like having sex with my three friends? Yes, most of the time. Did I like the spanking and bondage parts? Yes. Did I like being a slave? No. That was the key. It had been partly my fault for greeting them with the dog collar but never again would I give up that much control of my body. I unbuttoned my shorts freeing my cock and slowly masturbated to a fantasy of a three way between Brian, Kevin and myself. The next Monday morning Larry called and asked if the three of them could come over. I said yes and they rang the doorbell so soon after my mother drove off that they had to be watching. I answered the door and I could see disappointment flash in their eyes, and I knew it wasn't because I was fully dressed. John had brought his backpack with him. "Let's go out back first. Leave that here John." I said and turned. "Where's Kevin?" Larry asked. "Why?" John asked. "What's up?" Hank asked. I didn't answer but was glad that at least one had asked the right question. They followed me to the backyard and we each took a chair around the table. I had put out four cans of Coke and picked up one. I slowly sipped out of the can and looked at them. Hank finally broke the silence. "What's up? Are you all right?" "Yeah, we expected Kevin to answer dressed in a tight Speedo and you already tied up in your room," John added. I pointed. "That's what's up. After all these years my brother and I are nothing but fucking sex toys to you guys and we're not." "But I thought you liked having sex?" Larry finally spoke, "and you have to admit the last couple times Kevin did dress hot." "That was my mistake and it's why he's not here today. I do like having sex but the only time you guys have anything to do with me is when you want my body. When was the last time we played basketball or went to a movie or the mall together?" They sat stunned looking at each other, their toes, their sodas, anyplace but at me. "You're not being fair," John said. "You're the last one to complain," I said. "Last time I was shaking my head no when you were threatening me with your toys and if they hadn't talked you out of it you would have gone through with everything without even thinking." "I told you we'd wait before we did it again." "You never asked if I wanted to do it again. Well guess what, I'm not going to be a slave again. If we have sex we lay out the ground rules first. What I'm willing to do, or have done to me. And the same goes for each of you. Would you like to feel the paddle John?" "Are we going to have sex or not?" John asked. "Get the fuck out of my house," I snapped. "You heard him asshole," Hank said as he stood. "Get out of here and go around the side. I'll drop your backpack off on my way home." "You threatening me?" "No threats, just a promise if you don't move your ass." John stood and for a second looked like he was going to take up Hank's challenge. In the end he just gave us the finger and walked around the house. It was Thanksgiving when he rejoined the group. Nobody moved for the next couple of minutes and then Hank came and knelt next to my chair. "I'm sorry buddy, your right, 100% right. I came to think of our friendship as nothing but sex and that's no good for any of us." "It's hard for me to say but forgive me Robbie. You too Hank. I didn't mean for things to turn out this way but I did stop thinking of any of you as real friends, just sex playmates. Robbie, it was Hank who really talked John into stopping last time. He had to convince me too that when you shook your head you really meant it and not just playing scared," Larry said. "It's not all your fault, not even John's really. It was our first time and now I've learned that I've got to set ground rules before we ever do anything like that again. But like I said, I want my friends back as real friends and not feel that you're just using me." "I never thought of you like that Robbie, I mean that you were just something to use to get my rocks off. But your right, I stopped acting any other way," Hank said. "We going to sit around here feeling guilty or are we going to go to the mall?" I asked five minutes later. As we rode our bikes over Larry and Hank reported on what they'd done for the last two weeks. What I found interesting was how little time the three of them had spent with each other. Was my body the only thing keeping us together? I made them wait until we were at the food court an hour later to tell them about my vacation. I skipped over the flight down and started telling them what we'd seen. When I finished telling them about the special tour I said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you how we got on it." With that I proceeded to tell them everything about Brian from the second I'd laid eyes on him. Except for two things. The book, and the fact that he lived in the next town. As I finished I felt a hand on my shoulders and looked up into Brian's gorgeous face. "You talking about me? If you're talking about me I'd better get a kiss hello." What could I do? I stood and kissed Brian right on the mouth right in the middle of the food court. I figured he probably had as many classmates there as I did, so if he didn't care, why should I. As we hugged he asked me where Kevin was. I whispered, "they don't know." Louder I said, "he went over to a friend's house. When did you get back?" "Last night, I was going to call you this evening. Are you going to introduce me to your friends or what?" "Of course, Larry is on the left, Hank is on the right. Guys, this is Brian. Brian I'm not sure if either of them will be able to talk soon. What should we do?" I took his hand in mine, a weight off my shoulders. "Kiss?" "Was that really a question?" Before Brian could answer my lips were on his. Our tongues touched briefly before we parted. "Have you eaten yet?" I asked. Brian licked his lips and nodded. "Look, I've got to get back to my Mom. I'll call you tonight. Nice meeting you guys, you can wake up now." He squeezed my hand and left. I was glad to see Larry and Brian were still breathing and that their eyes actually followed me as I sat back down. It did take another minute for either of them to say anything, and as I expected Hank broke the silence. "That was Brian, the Brian? I thought you were making it up?" "Yes it was, and I couldn't make that up. Uh, check Larry's pulse." "Don't touch me," Larry almost jumped out of the chair. "Good you're alive," I said. "You ready to roam some more?" "No!" I couldn't believe the fright in Larry's eyes. "I mean I got to go, sorry, see you later." Before Hank or I could say anything he was gone. I guess I couldn't blame him. "You staying or going Hank? Your call, no hard feelings if you follow him." "Staying, but I'm not ready for public kissing or hand holding if that's OK with you." "Fine, actually if you'd asked me ten minutes ago I would have said no too. But I don't regret it, I feel better." We headed out into the mall. "You going to tell your Mom tomorrow?" Hank asked. "I think I'd better ride over to the hospital when we're done here and tell her then. Who knows which of her friends were here." An hour later we were unchaining our bikes when two girls from our class at school walked over. "Hey Robbie, who was that cute guy? If that's your boyfriend he is hot, if he's straight can I have his phone number?" Stephanie asked. I smiled, "I'm working on it and I guess that means he's not." "Well good luck, see you around." "Wow, that was Queen Stephanie, she doesn't talk to anybody who's not upper crust." "Us gay boys have a certain safety and a certain challenge for girls like that. You're not upset that I said I was trying to get Brian for a boyfriend." Hank waited a little longer than I thought before answering. "A little I guess. Because I don't want to lose you but then I'm not ready to come out and go out on dates. We'll always be friends though right?" "Yeah, and give me a call tomorrow afternoon, if we're both clear you can come and over and we'll have some fun." "What about Larry and John?" "They've got to make their own moves. I'm not calling either one." I admit it. I was scared to death all the way to the hospital. Even stood at the front gate for fifteen minutes or fifteen hours before I went in. Did she jump up and down for joy announcing to the world that her son's gay? No, but after rolling her eyes at my story she hugged me and told me she still loved me and always would. But I had to tell Dad. I promised to call that evening. That call didn't go well, but I didn't really care when he told me he didn't want to see me again. I just figured the shit head had been looking for an excuse anyway. And if he stopped seeing me then it was easy to stop seeing Kevin. Kevin on the other hand went through a whole range of emotions as I told him everything that happened from the time he'd left till I'd hung up with Dad. Disappointed with Larry and John. His biggest thrill came when I said Brian asked about him. After supper we snuggled together on the couch until Brian called. It took me an hour to bring him up to date, and speaking of dates we made one for Wednesday. His mother would pick Kevin and me up and we'd go to the lake for the day. Hank came over alone the next day and probably for the first time ever we made love rather than sex. Without the other two waiting their turn we had time to explore each other's bodies rather than just getting off. Even when he entered my ass he did it gently and without spanking. His long smooth strokes caressed my prostate and I came along with him. The first highlight of my day Brian was when he arrived. He was wearing a Speedo and a tank top that hid nothing. But really the best part was that his mother came in and talked with mine for a while. I hoped that Brian's mom's comfort with his homosexuality would make it easier for mine. As we waited Kevin, Brian and I talked about ourselves, discovering a lot of common interests beyond sex. The best part was that he didn't have a serious boyfriend, and was interested in one. The concept thrilled me instantly but I wondered in the back of my mind if I could curb my sexual appetite to just one boy. "Did I tell you guys I had sex with Mickey Mouse last week?" Brian asked. "Get out," Kevin said. "Seriously and he's hung, about eight inches. OK with the guy in the costume but he kept the head on while I sucked him off." "Did he talk in Mickey's voice?" Kevin asked. "He got close with one line, 'Thank you for making me cum little boy.'" We were still laughing over that when our mothers joined us a couple of minutes later. "It was a pleasure meeting you Alice, we've got to get together some time soon." "Love to June and I really appreciate this talk. I just hope Brian is half as nice as you." "He is, at least," I said. "Robbie," mom said while blushing. Brian elbowed me in my side and shook his head. "Sorry," I said. "Hit the bathroom boys, if you're fussy it may be your last chance till we get home," June said. The lake was almost empty and warm enough to swim comfortably. The three of us had a raft to ourselves between swims and if we faced each other nobody could see our mutual fondling and stroking. At one point Brian and I got so hot we went into the water, lowered our suits and jerked each other off. Shooting our loads into the water and cleaning ourselves off before we put them back on. When we got back on the raft we found Kevin humping the platform so Brian turned him on his side and while I provided further screening stroked him to a dry orgasm. We all enjoyed the day at the beach. To top it all, my mother had asked and Brian's mother had agreed that he could sleepover. Brian's mom dropped us off after supper and left without even telling us to behave. Of course our behavior was fantastic, sexual behavior of course. It was Kevin's first three-way and when he got caught sucking me while Brian fucked his tight ass he was in heaven. That was fifteen months ago. Larry came up to Hank and I the first day of school that September to apologize and if he could be our friend again. We said yes but made him prove he wanted to be a friend before we had sex again. Kevin joined us a little later. As he said at the time two pairs are better than one pair and a jack off. As I said before John came back that Thanksgiving and it was after New Year's Day that we let him join us for sex. I kept the bondage and spanking light, well hard enough to mark me for a day or so but not the slave scene. Brian and I dated for a while and are still really good friends. You see when school started this year Hank finally came out to his parents and at school and we started seriously dating. But Brian still came over regularly. You remember that something unexpected Kevin was wearing in the opening paragraph? Well that was Brian's ring on his finger.