Date: Wed, 24 May 2017 19:07:32 +0000 (UTC) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: Aaron Gets His Wish - Chapter 22 Copyrighted 2006-2017, and going forward: This story is protected under US copyright law. No part of it may be reproduced in any way without the express written consent of the author. The author grants www.nifty.org and its mirror sites permission to post the story on their websites. DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of homosexual activities. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it! Aaron Gets His Wish Chapter Twenty Two ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aaron wore a mixed expression of worry, guilt, and oddly, determination as he sat back on his heels, looking up at Mark, having just administered an incredible blow job to him, as Mark glared angrily up at him. "Don't even say it!" Aaron said, his voice a little thick yet from all of Mark's cum he'd just swallowed, a bit of which still coated his throat. "I wasn't having sex with you! I was merely showing you my love. And you have no reason to feel guilty. I forced myself on you, while you were sleeping. So you didn't cheat on Chris. But Mark, you really needed what I just did for you. Now, it's done. End of story. I'm going to shower. Don't follow or join me." Completely taken aback, Mark watched silently and incredulously then, as Aaron got up, reached down and pulled the covers back over him, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, then turned and walked out of his room, closing the door behind him. "What the fuck?" Mark gasped, looking incredulously at the closed door Aaron had just exited through. "What the fuck was that?" A few minutes later, as Mark was laying in his bed, still incredulous over what had happened, he heard the shower shut off, and a few minutes later, he heard Aaron going back into his own room. Quickly he got up and grabbed his old holey jeans and tugged them on, then went out into the hall. He contemplated knocking on Aaron's door, but given how Aaron had invaded his privacy, he didn't bother. "So... what was that all about?" Mark asked, opening the door and bursting in on Aaron, who was bent over, facing away from the door, just about to pull on a pair of boxers. Instantly, although he'd just cum a few minutes earlier, Mark was surprised when he already felt a little aroused, upon seeing Aaron's tight pucker wink at him. As Aaron straightened up and turned to look at him, Mark could see the boy's flacid penis was plumper and longer than usual, indicating that he'd most likely just masturbated in the shower.... or... as his gaze traveled upward, and he realized he was looking nearly eye to eye now with Aaron, who'd suddenly shot up a few inches in the past couple of months, he wondered if maybe his penis had simply grown larger as well. Knowing Aaron, Mark figured he probably had been jacking off as he washed, but at the same time, if he'd grown so much taller, maybe he'd grown down there too. As Mark's eyes finally met Aaron's, Aaron looked into his eyes and said simply, "You've been so unhappy lately, and you deserve as much happiness as you can get. I know you can't have sex with me anymore, because you're saving yourself for Chris, but I can see you're miserable. I just wanted to give you a few minutes of happiness. And because you didn't realize it was happening, til the very end, and couldn't stop it at that point, you can't be held accountable. So, you didn't cheat on Chris, but I'm hoping I gave you a little happiness." Mark stared for a moment at Aaron with a mixture of thoughts racing through his mind. Oddly, Mark's first thought wasn't at all about the content of what Aaron had just said, rather, he was still marveling at how strange it was to hear Aaron speaking in such a suddenly deeper voice. Over the past month, in addition to growing taller, the family had watched, with amusement, as Aaron's usual clear, high, and lilty voice had started cracking every so often as he was talking, occasionally suddenly, and surprisingly dropping a couple of octaves, so that he was speaking with a man's voice, rather than a boy's. Finally, in the last few days, Aaron's voice seemed to have permanently settled into a pleasingly mellow, deep tenor tone. Much to Aaron's pleasure, he now spoke in nearly as deep and mellow a voice as Mark did, which for some reason, Mark found rather disconcerting. As soon as he was past his continued surprise over his step-brother's new manly voice, the second thing Mark thought was that he couldn't fathom the fact that Aaron seemed to have taken on a protective and benevolent role over him, almost as if the boy was trying to take care of him, rather than things being the other way around, like they usually were. This too left Mark feeling disconcerted. He wasn't ready yet to relinquish the role of "big brother" and "protector" that he'd taken on. And he most definitely wasn't ready for Aaron to be taking on that role with him! Then, of course, and central most at the moment, was the fact that Aaron had just literally molested him without his permission! Of course he'd thorougly enjoyed it, but, it had been absolutely wrong for Aaron to do that to him! Yet... he had the nagging thought that if he'd really wanted to, he could've, and yes, of course should have, just pushed the boy off of him, as soon as he realized what he was doing... but he hadn't! At the same time, he realized thought that he did feel extremely relaxed, and happier than he'd felt in a couple weeks. And he realized that Aaron had done what he'd done out of love, so he also suddenly felt more loved than he had recently, and actually felt grateful to Aaron for caring so much. Finally, unable to figure out how to respond, Mark stepped over to Aaron, and now that he was too tall to kiss on the top of his head, he pulled the naked boy into a hug and kissed him on the forehead. "I love you so much Aaron. Thank you for caring so much for me! You know though that you shouldn't have done what you did. Of course, I'll admit, it was awesome... you're really damn good at giving sex man! And, I love you for it! But, it can't happen again! I don't think I need to explain why. Understand?" Mark said. "Understood," Aaron said, calmly smiling at Mark. "And I love you too!" Aaron leaned over and kissed Mark on the cheek again then. Still rather confused, Mark smiled uncertainly at Aaron, then turned and left, heading to the bathroom to shower. Aaron grinned then as he watched Mark cross the hall and enter the bathroom. * * * Later that day, although nobody but Aaron knew why, everyone was relieved when they noticed that Mark seemed to suddenly be feeling a little happier. And even for a few days afterward, well after the physical effects of Aaron's "assistance" had worn off, Mark's mood seemed to remain a little better than it had been, which made everyone happy. Even Mark himself noticed he was feeling better during this time. This surprised him, but after thinking it over, he realized that after what Aaron had done, and more particularly for the reasons Aaron had told him he had done it, Mark felt his inner spirit warm up a bit. He realized that over the past few weeks, with Aaron constantly running off with Kyle, and Chris away, and John being in California, he'd grown very lonely, and had begun to wonder if anyone really did care about him. Aaron's actions, and little speech afterward, reinforced for Mark the fact that even though Aaron was growing up and was very busy now, and had begun forming his own relationships, he still did love him, and this caused Mark to feel happier. Although Mark's mood was improved a bit for a few days, about a week later, with the start of the Christmas holidays still nearly two weeks away yet, which is when Chris would be stopping for an overnight visit on his way home for the holidays, which would surely cheer Mark up, Aaron noticed Mark was beginning to backslide again a little. Despite having agreed with Mark that he wouldn't wake him up the same way again, Aaron decided he had to break his promise and take matters into his own hands, or, more correcly, his own mouth, and help Mark out again. So, the following morning, before school, Aaron got up early and repeated what he'd done a week earlier. Again as soon as it was over, Aaron got up and left, heading immediately to the bathroom to shower and beat off, leaving an again physically happy, but emotionally confused, and this time much guiltier feeling Mark staring after him. Mark also didn't like it that Aaron had seemingly purposely lied to him when he'd said after the first time that he wouldn't do it again, but than had thought he could just take matters into his own hands again the way he had before anyway. As much as he knew it was wrong, but because he felt he needed to show Aaron how wrong he'd behaved, the next morning, Mark got up early and snuck into Aaron's room and molested him in the same way Aaron had done to him. When Aaron woke up, for a moment he was shocked, but before he could think clearly, his body responded to Mark's ministrations, and he began speeding toward his climax! A few seconds later, Mark brought him off, and Aaron passionately blew stream after stream of hot cum down Mark's throat, which guiltily, Mark greatly relished. He knew that on many levels what he had done was wrong, but he reasoned that it was something he had to do, in order to illustrate to Aaron that the boy needed to stop molesting him. When it was over, although Aaron physically felt great, emotionally, he was distraught. "You weren't supposed to do that!" he cried, glaring vehemently at Mark. "Only I'm supposed to be helping you out when you seem to really need it. Now you just cheated on Chris!" "And you let me finish you off once you realized what was happening," Mark said, quietly. "So do you think maybe you cheated on Kyle too?" Aaron's eyes opened wide, and he stared at Mark for a moment, his mind swirling. Suddenly, Mark saw his face crumpling and tears welling in his eyes, and he knew the boy finally understood. He felt awful for having caused Aaron the anguish he was feeling, but he hadn't been able to figure out any other way to point out to Aaron that, while he had good intentions, what he'd been doing to Mark was in fact wrong. "I'm sorry I had to do this, but I only did it so you'd understand," Mark said. "I get that you thought you were helping me, and I love you so much for caring so much for me. But, I hope you get now, that how you were going about it was wrong. Do you?" His jaw trembling, as he fought back his tears, Aaron nodded miserably at Mark. Finally, Mark smiled. "I'm glad you get it now," he said. "I won't do it again," Aaron said. "And this time I'm not lying." "Thank you," Mark said. He leaned over then and because Aaron was sitting in bed yet, he was able to kiss him on the top of the head, like he used to do. After he did, he said, "and what's been going on will stay just between you and me. Brothers' secret! Kyle and Chris never need to hear about this. We can go back to being completely faithful to them now." "OK," Aaron said, snuffling. "Cool!" Mark said. He got up then and left Aaron's room. Aaron flopped back down in his bed then, and finally allowed his emotions to show, and wept softly for a minute, while Mark went back to his room, crawled into bed, and began guiltily, although rather vigorously, masturbating, as Aaron's flavor remained in his mouth. Within just seconds, being so aroused over the taste of Aaron's semen, and with the memory of how passionately he had just made Aaron cum, Mark too exploded violently, shooting streak after streak of semen all over himself, his bedding, and even his head board. "Damn!" he gasped weakly, after his final spasm of joy had ended. His slight smile turned into somewhat of a scowl as he reached up and pulled a glob of jism out of his hair, while he lay panting for breath. "uuuhmmmn!!" he grunted suddenly, as his body tensed, and his pelvic muscles swiftly and tightly contracted one more time, causing his entire body to give an involuntarily jerk. As he relaxed, a last bit of cum oozed from his piss slit, while he continued gently pumping on his penis, in an effort to pull the dregs of his semen from it. "Damn!" he whispered again, and couldn't help smiling slightly again at the power of his orgasm. A few seconds later, Mark stopped sliding his hand up and down his rapidly softening cock then, although he didn't let go of it. For a couple minutes he lay still, splattered and streaked with his own jism. As good as he felt physcially at the moment, the corners of his mouth turned downward into a frown. He wasn't very happy with himself - both for what he'd just done to Aaron, as well as his feelings about his own situation. Eventually Mark got up, spent a couple minutes cleaning himself, his pillow and headboard up. When he was finished, the waste basket was 1/3 filled with his cum-soaked tissues. "Jesus Christ!" Mark groused softly to himself. "I can't believe how much jizz I can blow when I really get into it!" A second later, he snorted though and smiled slightly, feeling a little proud of his output. He hoped he was able to produce as much when he got together with Chris in a couple weeks! Finally, before Aaron decided to jump up and grab the shower before him, Mark headed quickly to the bathroom to get ready for school. * * * Things normalized a little between the boys after Mark handled the situation with Aaron, although, it didn't help make him feel any less depressed for missing Chris. On top of it, he ended up feeling guilty, because he couldn't get the fresh memories out of his mind of Aaron getting off in his mouth, as he sucked him off. Nor could he forget just how good Aaron's cum had tasted! Although it might have convinced Aaron that it was wrong, it had the opposite effect on Mark, and left him wishing he and Aaron would just forget about the fact they each had boyfriends they were trying to be faithful to, and give into their desires, and get intimate with each other whenever the spirit struck them! And, the fact that Aaron was growing and becoming sexier all the time, really didn't help! As a result of all this, Mark ended up being not only hornier than ever, but even more depressed, and somewhat angry at the world as well! Aaron kept his promise to stop molesting Mark, but he continued to watch Mark carefully, and took a new tactic, to try and help him. Although he wasn't sure what was causing Mark's new grouchiness on top of his depression, whenever he noticed Mark seemed depressed, he'd go to him and force him to join him doing something - anything. He got Mark to cooperate by threatening him with waking him up the next morning molesting him again if he didn't cooperate. On one hand, Mark almost thought about calling his bluff, and hoping he'd wake him up with his mouth again the next morning, at which time, he'd force himself on him as well, so they'd both have a good time. Of course Mark realized this would be entirely wrong, and not only would it cause both of them to cheat on Chris and Kyle, but it might also emotionally hurt Aaron, and that's the last thing Mark wanted to do. So, realizing Aaron could mean it, and not wanting to make things worse, although liking the fact that Aaron seemed to care, about him so much, he gave in. And, when he did finally join Aaron in whatever Aaron wanted to do, he usually did feel a bit happier afterward, for having gotten to spend some precious time with his little brother. As soon as Aaron left to go do other things though, Mark's good mood quickly deteriorated, although his penis remained semi-hard, which caused him to quickly strip down, flop back down on his bed, and roughly masturbate. After a couple minutes, the tension in his body was released, and for a couple minutes, he lay happily bathed in a layer of jism. Within minutes though, sometimes as soon as he was cleaning himself up, Mark's dark mood returned already, and he'd end up sitting and brooding again. Thankfully, soon Christmas had nearly arrived, and very soon, Chris would be passing through the city again. This time though, he'd be alone, and he'd be stopping for overnight visits with mark as he traveled through in each direction! Although Mark's spirits lifted noticably, he also appeared to be on pins and needles, and couldn't relax at all! Aaron of course realized why Mark was acting so oddly, but Steve, Phyllis, and Gran were all rather confused, and even more worried than when he just seemed down in the dumps! * * * Finally, it was the last day of classes before Christmas break, and that afternoon, Chris would be arriving on his way to Trenton for the holidays. Mark was literally bouncing with excitement. He was so excited, he'd spilled a whole glass of orange juice all over the table that morning, and at school, he couldn't concentrate at all on anything his teachers were saying. Fortunately, nothing too important was being discussed, and each teacher handed out their vacation assignments in writing, rather than just verbally telling the students what was expected of them. As soon as school let out, Mark dashed to his locker, pulled out his jacket and a few books and notebooks he knew he'd need over vacation for a couple of assignments the teachers had given, then he dashed out of the front door, nearly knocking Aaron and Kyle over as he gleefully ran by them, and reached out to swat Aaron's hat off, calling to him that he'd see him at dinner. "What's with him?" Kyle asked, staring after him in surprise. "Chris is coming to visit tonight," Aaron said, smiling, as he resettled his hat on his head. "He's heading into the city to meet his train in a little while." "OHHhhhh!!!" Kyle murmured, and he suddenly felt his cock start hardening. He grinned then and said, "I'd like to be a fly on Mark's bedroom wall tonight!" Aaron snickered, as he felt his own penis suddenly start swelling up, and said, "Yeah! They'll probably be going at it all night!" "Damn!" Kyle said, and his penis surged with desire, "Wish we could be too!" "What?" Aaron said. "We go at it every afternoon, all afternoon!" "Yeah!" Kyle grinned, and his dick, which was fully boned then, began to press uncomfortably against the fabric of his pants. "Speaking of which, how 'bout we get a move on? I'm stiff as a board, and leaking already!" "Me too!" Aaron grinned, stealing a glance down at Kyle's crotch, which indeed was tenting! "Well c'mon then!" Kyle gasped, and he broke into a run. Quickly Aaron dashed after him. * * * "Anyone home?" Kyle yelled loudly, as he did each afternoon when he and Aaron walked in the house, just in case someone had come home early. Both boys grinned when there was no answer. Grinning, Kyle stepped over to the refrigerator, and reached in and grabbed a couple of sodas. As he did so, he spied a can of whipped cream, and his grin broadened. "How 'bout we have a little fun with this?" he asked, showing it to Aaron, and shaking it. It was nearly full, which made Kyle's smile and penis both expand for a moment. "Mmmm..." Aaron said, grinning as his own cock bulged. "C'mon then," Kyle gasped, and dashed for the stairs. Aaron ran quickly after him. Two minutes later, the boys were locked in Kyle's room, standing facing each other, stark naked, each pulling gently on the other's penis. Both were moaning happily. "Lay down and let me try this on you!" Kyle said, a little breathlessy after a moment, as he continued pumping Aaron's dick, while with his other hand he vigorously shook the can of whipped cream. Grinning, as he felt Kyle's penis stiffen completely for a second, then relax, Aaron pulled away from Kyle, dropping Kyle's penis, and pulling his own cock from Kyle's grip, in the process. Quickly he backed up to Kyle's bed and laid down on it. Then, grinning back at him, Kyle stepped over to the bed, pulled the cap off the can of whipped cream, and aimed it down at the tip of Aaron's throbbing boner. "SHIT that's cold!" Aaron yelped as the stream of cold whipped cream touched the underside of his hard penis, when Kyle began squirting it on him, beginning at the tip and tracing along his thick urethra, down to his hair line. "Didn't think about that!" Kyle said, furrowing his brow, but not stopping. When he reached the base of of Aaron's dick, he pulled back upward, doubling the thickness of his whipped cream trail. When he reached Aaron's glans, Kyle swirled around and around it, turning Aaron's member into a whipped cream lolipop. Kyle stopped coating Aaron with the cream then, and quickly knelt and carefully picked up Aaron's cock from the top-side, which was lying flat against Aaron's pelvis, and didn't have any whipped cream on it, and quickly opened his mouth wide and lowered it over Aaron's creamed cock. "Ohhhmmm... that's nicer!" Aaron groaned, smiling as Kyle sucked upward, licking all the whipped cream off Aaron. "Tasthty too!" Kyle gasped thickly through all the cream in his mouth as he pulled off Aaron, leaving aaron's penis coated with a thin shiny sheen of whipped cream. As soon as Kyle had swallowed the whipped cream, he said, "Pull your legs up, I wanta try something else." Aaron pulled his legs up then, leaving his ass completely exposed to Kyle. He giggled and his kegel muscles clamped when he felt a squirt of whipped cream hit his anus. "MMMMmm.." he moaned as Kyle licked his hole clean. Kyle grinned then and pointed the whipped cream can back toward Aaron's anus again. "Aaahhhh!!! What the fuck???" Aaron cried a second later, shocked, as he felt the tip of the whipped cream dispenser poke through his opening, and the edges of the slits rub a little roughly on the tender skin of his anus, as Kyle shoved the tip of it up into his rectum! "Oh my God! What're you doing?" Aaron cried as Kyle pressed the can slightly sideways, and it began to pump whipped cream into Aaron's bowels! "Preparing myself a snack!" Kyle said, grinning deviously at Aaron. Aaron noticed that Kyle looked extremely aroused too. A couple seconds later, Kyle pulled the can from Aaron's ass, then while Aaron was still holding his legs up, Kyle leaned forward, and shoved his tongue through Aaron's asshole, reaching inward with his tongue, trying to gather as much whipped cream as possible, as Aaron groaned with pleasure at the feeling of being invaded by Kyle's tongue. "MMmmmm..." Aaron moaned passionately, as Kyle proceded to eat his boy pussy with great alacrity. Within seconds he was leaking as much precum as Kyle was. "Christ Kyle, just squirt a little more in me and climb on already!" Aaron gasped finally, after a minute had gone by and Kyle was still reaming his ass. Kyle popped out of Aaron's hole, and grinned, and licked a bit of whipped cream from his lips, and quickly picked up the can of cream, gave it a shake, and shoved the tip back inside Aaron, then pressed the can, so that it began filling Aaron's rectum again with whipped topping. Kyle let Aaron's bowels fill up good and full with the whipped cream, then as soon as he pulled the can from Aaron's ass, he quickly squirted a bit more topping into his hand, and used it to coat his cock. Then grinning and waggling his eyebrows up and down he got into place leaning over Aaron, with his dick in front of Aaron's ass, then lowered himself on top of Aaron, holding his penis so that the tip of it was pointed directly at the center of Aaron's by then loose anus. "OOOOohhhhhh!!!!" Aaron groaned and Kyle moaned happily as well, as Kyle's penis broke through Aaron's sphincter, and his penis began pressing up inside Aaron's rectum. His penis slid easily into Aaron, due to how much prep work he'd just done on Aaron, as well as all the whipped cream filling his insides. "Fuck me Ky!" Aaron gasped in an urgent tone. With a look of urgency in his eyes as well, Kyle began swiftly moving his hips back and forth, up and down, sliding his rigid member in and out of his friend's asshole, bringing both of them great pleasure. After a moment, Aaron's hand moved to his own penis, and he gripped it and began masturbating in time with Kyle's strokes. For a couple minutes, the only sounds heard in Kyle's bedroom were the slight squeaking of the bed, the slapping of Kyle's pelvis each time it hit Aaron's ass, and the grunts, and raspy breathing coming from both boys. As Kyle deftly fucked Aaron, and Aaron rapidly beat off, the two boys' eyes remained locked on each others'. It wasn't long at all before both Aaron and Kyle felt their orgasms beginning to build. And as one, both began moving more quickly, as the urgency of both their bodies' need for relief mounted. Soon Kyle was slamming his hardon roughly in and out of Aaron, and Aaron's hand was literally abusing his own cock. Both boys were gasping for breath and had wild looks in their eyes, as the color of their skin darkened, and their testicles began pulling up tight to their bodies. Aaron was the first to blow. With a rather loud, gasp that morphed into a gutteral groan, his body suddenly spasmed, and as his anus gripped at Kyle's shaft, a river of hot semen blew in a stream from the tip of Aaron's cock, splattering in a thick streak up the length of Kyle's breast bone, to the underside of his chin. "Ohhhh FFffuuuuccckk!!!" Kyle gasped, as he tightened and blew then too, adding his own cream to the whipped cream already filling Aaron's insides. Kyle continued wildly fucking Aaron, who was still furiously whipping up and down his own cock, and together, both boys gasped, grunted, and groaned as they expelled more and more semen. Aaron made quite a mess of Kyle's torso, and his own, while Kyle pumped more and more jism into Aaron's anal canal. Eventually, both boys' orgasms began to fade, and as Kyle slowed his pace, so did Aaron. Within seconds, Kyle was sliding languidly in and out of Aaron yet, who was gently pumping his wilting penis. Aaron spasmed one more time, oozing a bit more semen, that dribbled down over his thumb. Kyle grunted and shuddered a second later, as he too blew the final dregs of his seed into Aaron's ass. He collapsed then on top of Aaron, smearing all of Aaron's semen between their bodies. For a few minutes both boys lay happily coupled yet, enjoying the warmth of their mutual pleasure. Eventually, Kyle's penis shrank to normal, and as Aaron gave a little squeeze of his sphincter, it popped out of his ass, and lay against the depth of Aaron's crack. "This is gonna be messy to clean up!" Aaron said, cringing a little. "I'm sticky all over, and I'm not exactly sure what's gonna dribble back out of me!" "I say we just head directly for the shower!" Kyle said. "Agreed," Aaron said. The two quickly got up then, and dashed into the bathroom. While Kyle got the water going and the temperature adjusted, Aaron sat on the toilet and shit Kyle's jism, and as much of the remainder of the whipped cream that he could out of his ass. Then he joined Kyle in the shower, and the two enjoyed washing each other with soapy hands under the warm spray. By the time they were both clean, naturally they were fully hard again! Aaron was feeling something else though as well. "What's wrong?" Kyle asked, noticing the strange look on Aaron's face. "I think I need the toilet again," Aaron said ruefully. Quickly he jumped out of the shower, and stepped on the towel Kyle had laid on the floor for them to drip off on. The toilet was right opposite the shower, so Aaron spun around and said down, then strained a little, as Aaron stood watching, absent mindedly playing with his penis. "So, while I'm sitting here, with nothing to do," Aaron said. "How 'bout you step out and bend over, and I give you a whipped cream treatment?" Kyle grinned and immediately stepped out of the tub, and spun around so his ass was in Aaron's face, causing Aaron to chuckle, as he reached for the can of whipped cream they'd brought into the bathroom with them. Then, as Kyle stood patiently, Aaron carefully stuck the tip of the can of whipped cream up his ass, and pressed it sideways, so that suddenly Kyle's rectum began filling with whipped cream! Then, as he sat dripping into the toilet, Aaron leaned forward and began eating Kyle's ass out, as Kyle moaned happily. * * * While Aaron and Kyle were having fun at Kyle's, Mark ran home, and once there, dashed quickly up to his room. He stashed his books, straightened up his room a little, and changed into a clean shirt. He used a liberal amount of cologne, then brushed his teeth and used some mouthwash. Finally he combed his hair carefully, then quickly pulled his work boots back on and headed downstairs. "I'm going into Grand Central to meet Chris," he told Gran. "OK, dinner will be ready when you get here!" she told him. "Cool!" he said, and surprised her by bussing her on the cheek, before spinning and dashing out the door. "Oh My!" Gran said, and she felt a tingle in her crotch, as she breathed in deeply of the scent of Mark's cologne, and wished wistfully that Mark's face had lingered just a bit longer on her cheek. She very much liked the feeling of his little bit of stubble rubbing against her soft skin. It reminded her exactly of the way her husband's kisses to her cheek had felt when they had first begun dating, and he didn't have the rougher stubble of a full grown man yet. "Damn!" she gasped a moment later, as she realized her panties were wet! Sighing, she headed to her bedroom to change them. When she reached her room though, she couldn't get the scent of Mark's cologne out of her nose. All she could think about was his kiss, and how it reminded her so much of her husband. Being she was alone in the house, and she was half naked already anyway, Gran quickly stripped down all the way, and reached for her nipples. "OHH!" she gasped as she gently, but firmly squeezed them both. Instantly she felt more moisture in her vagina. Her fingers pinched again, then released, and she began fluttering her fingertips over the pointy tips of them, causing her body to tremble, and her crotch to get still damper. Quickly Gran stepped over to her dresser. She opened the top drawer, and dug around until in the back right corner, she located her dildo, underneath some scarves. Grabbing it, she stepped over to her bed, flopped down on her back and pressed the dildo to her moist cunt lips. She twisted the on switch, and turned it all the way, so the toy began vibrating as much as possible, then she pressed the dildo easily into her wet crack, and groaned with pleasure as her vagina opened and the throbbing dildo entered her. "OOooohhhh GGGawwddd!!!" Gran groaned, and she began sliding the vibrating phallus in and out of herself. Smiling wantonly to herself, Gran moaned happily as she pushed the dildo in and out of her cunt, and it's vibrations as it shoved into her, and slid back out sent shivers of pleasure reverbrating through her body. The feelings Gran was giving herself as she masturbated, were heightened by the slight whiff of Mark's cologne that was present on her cheek yet, and as she breathed in deeply of the smell, and recalled the feeling of Mark's slight amount of soft beard stubble roughly scratching her skin. It felt just like her husband's cheek had felt as it rubbed against her as they made love! Gran's hand automatically began moving faster! Within a short time, Gran was wiggling and squirming on her bed, as she shoved the dildo in and out of her cunt, which was by then dripping wet. Her own scent soon overtook the pleasant scent of Mark's cologne, but it pushed Gran further toward her climax, as it reminded her of all the times she'd had sex with her husband. Whenever she got close to her peak, her own scent used to always become overpowering. It drove both her and her husband insane, and he'd begin slamming his huge cock in and out of her, until suddenly both would gasp, and as Grans body began twitching and spasming with delight, her husband would tense and blast load after load of his seed deep inside her. Gran and her husband had been so sexually enamored with each other, they were both surprised when Gran only ever got pregnant just the one time - with Phyllis. As Gran's mind swerved back and forth between thoughts of her sexual activities with her husband, and Mark's manly prowess, her hand literally began to fly up and down, and the dildo sloshed in and out of her gaping hole. At the same time, her arousal began to stampede toward her peak. Then her hand moved to her nipple and she began pinching the tip of it. A moment later Gran let out a shrill cry, and her body began to twitch spastically, almost as if she was in the throes of a seizure. The look of utter passion on her face belied the fact though that she was in fact in the throes of a violent orgasm. As she spasmed with joy, groaning passionately, her hand continue molesting her with the vibrator, and her fingers pinched and released and pinched again at her nipple! "Oh Godddddd!" She groaned several seconds later, as her orgasm finally ended, and she pushed the dildo deep inside her, and twisted the vibrator off. For a few minutes then, Gran laid still breathing heavily, waiting to recover from what had been one of the more powerful orgasms she'd had in quite a while. "Damn!" she muttered when she finally got up and realized she'd made a large wet spot on her bed. "Now I'll have to wash the bedding too!" Sighing, Gran pulled clean clothes out of her dresser, and peeked out of the bedroom door - still nobody home. Smiling, naked, she walked across to the bathroom. Quickly she started the shower and climbed in. * * * While Gran was having fun on her own, as a result of the kiss he'd given her, and Aaron and Kyle had moved back into the shower together over at Kyle's house and Aaron was ramming his cock in and out of Kyle who stood leaning up against the shower wall, Mark was sitting on a subway train that was barreling toward Manhattan. He was both excited and happy, and couldn't stop a smile from appearing on his face, nor a bulge from forming in his crotch! A short while later, Mark's train pulled into Grand Central Station, and he hopped off, and went to check the boards to see where Chris's train from Boston was arriving. He grinned when he saw that it was on time, and checking his watch, his grin broadened, and his cock surged, when he realized it would be there in about 20 minutes. Quickly he set off in the direction of the platform it would be arriving at. On his way, as he passed a snack bar, Mark paused and bought himself a soda and a warm pretzel. He found an empty table, and sat down and enjoyed his snack. A few minutes later, Mark gathered up his trash and got up and tossed it into a nearby garbage can, then he set off again for the platform Chris's train would be arriving at within a few minutes. He was nearly dancing with excitement as he dashed down the stairs to the platform. When he go to the platform, Mark stood fidgeting anxiously, as he waited for Mark's arrival. Thankfully, the train actually arrived 4 minutes earlier than scheduled! Two minutes after the train came to a complete stop, Mark cried out gleefully, as he saw Chris step to the door of one of the cars and look around for him. Hearing Mark call to him, Chris looked in his direction, and spying him, he grinned and nodded, then proceeded to step down onto the platform. A couple seconds later, a very excited Mark leapt over in front of him. "Gimme one of your bags, and let's go find somewhere we can stop for a minute!" Mark said. "OK," Chris said, and he let Mark grab one of his bags. As Mark set off quickly for the stairs then, Chris hustled to keep up with him. As soon as Mark emerged in the main lobby, he stepped off to the side, and found a spot where they would be out of the way, and could set Chris's bags down and say a proper Hello to each other. "Oh my God!" Mark gushed, as they finally stood right in front of each other, staring into each other's eyes, each grinning stupidly at the other. "I can't believe you're finally here!" "Me either," Chris replied, his grin getting wider still. "C'm'ere!" Mark growled deeply, his voice filled with passion. He grabbed Chris then, wrapping his arms around him, and drew him into an embrace. As his lips found Chris's, he felt his penis press against Chris's pelvic bone, and Chris's penis press against the upper inside of his right thigh. As they hugged each other, both felt the other's extreme arousal. "H-how long til our train?" Chris gasped, a couple minutes later, finally pulling his lips from Mark's. Mark looked at his watch and said, "15 minutes. I guess we better head down." "Damn!" Chris muttered. "I was kinda hoping to check out the locker room again!" Mark chuckled and said, "I know how you feel - " "Of course you do," Chris interrupted. "my cock was just pressing into your leg!" "Yeah, and it was big and hard too!" Mark laughed. "Just the way I like it!" "So you see my problem!" Chris said. "Well, no, I only felt it," Mark teased, "but it doesn't matter, cause we're headed to my house, and we'll have all evening, and all night to take our time seeing and feeling and kissing and licking and - " "Ok!" Chris gasped. "I get your point! C'mon, let's go find the train, so we don't miss it, and have to wait for another one! Besides... you keep talkin' like that, and I'll blow my load in my pants!" "Well, we don't want that to happen!" Mark said, and smiling, he picked up Chris's bag again, and said, "Follow me!" Smiling back at him, Chris quickly picked up his other bags and set off after Mark. A few minutes later the boys stepped down onto another platform, just as their subway whisked into the station. When it came to a halt, and the doors opened, and everyone who was exiting the train, had gotten off, Mark quickly stepped into the train, followed by Chris. Mark stepped to the end of the car, and sat down on a corner bench. Chris sat down next to him, and the two looked at each other and grinned. A couple minutes later, the train's doors closed, and he entire car lurched unexpectedly a little, as the engine began pulling on all the attached cars. Slowly the train began to exit the station. As it moved forward, it quickly gained speed, until it was moving swiftly in the direction of Brooklyn, and more specifically, in the direction of Mark's house, where, both boys hoped, that about 30-40 minutes from then, they'd be holed up in Mark's room, stripped naked, and doing whatever they wanted to each other's hot, trembling bodies! As the train sped along, the boys made small talk, quickly catching up on current events going on within their individual lives, and with their families. When the conversation centered on Luke, Chris suddenly felt a little nervous, and his skin tinged a little pink. He was glad they were on an underground train, that occassionally lost its lights. Then, a moment later, as Chris asked Mark about Aaron, Mark too tinged, and felt guilty. Thankfully both boys were so pre-occupied with their mutual desire for each other, neither noticed anything strange about the other's reaction about the other guys in their lives. Finally, the train pulled into the subway station near Mark's house, and both boys got up, gathered up Chris's baggage, and hastily exited the train car, which, before they'd even started up the stairs to the street, had already closed its doors and started to pull away. "This way," Mark said, when they popped back above ground, and he set off trudging quickly in the direction of his house, with Chris hustling again to keep up with him. AS they walked along and businesses gave way to more residential buildings, Chris said, "nice neighborhood!" "Thanks," Mark said thickly. He couldn't manage more. He was so aroused, that the saliva in his mouth had thickened, and all he could do was pray he wasn't leaking enough pre-cum to cause a noticeable spot in the front of his pants. Sensing Mark's preoccupation, and feeling rather preoccupied himself, Chris dropped the conversation, and the two continued on in silence. Within another 10 minutes, the boys rounded a corner, and Mark smiled and pointed to the house at the other end of the block, across the street from the side they were walking down. "There's the house!" he said, pointing it out. "Nice!" Chris said, smiling. And he meant it. He couldn't recall when he'd seen such a nice town house in the city before - with such a nice yard yet too! It had to have cost a lot! They continued on silently again, and a couple minutes later, Mark used his key to unlock the back door, and the two stepped quickly inside. As he re-locked the door, Mark called out, "It's us! Anyone home?" "Oh! I am!" Gran said, smiling as she stepped into the kitchen and walked over to the boys. "well welcome to our new home Christopher!" Mark was surprised to see that Gran had changed her clothes, just because Chris was coming for a visit. It warmed his soul though to think she wanted to put on such a good impression. For that he was very grateful. Quickly, once Gran and Chris had shared a little hug, Mark grinned at Chris, then turned to look at Gran and asked how long they had until supper. Both boys' smiles broadened when she told them they had at least another hour yet. "Cool! Plenty of time for Chris to get settled in!" He grinned at Gran again and said, "We'll be up in my room!" "OK dears," Gran said. "I'll be down here monitoring supper." Quickly then Mark and Chris gathered up Chris's bags again, and Chris followed Mark quickly up to the third floor of the house. Mark was thankful Aaron wasn't home yet. He didn't want him spying on them. As soon as the boys were in his room, Mark stepped back to the door and twisted the lock. "Let's get naked!" he rasped, looking as if he was about to cream his pants he was so excited. Chris who felt the same way, wore a similar expression. Within seconds, both boys had pulled every stitch of clothing from their bodies, and both stood grinning uncontrollably at each other. "C'm'ere!" Mark growled and he grabbed Chris's hand and spun him around so Chris landed on his back, right in the middle of Mark's bed. Grinning lewdly then, Mark crawled onto the bed, and straddled Chris. He leaned down then for a kiss. Within seconds, the two boys were kissing each other without abandon, and Mark had sprawled out completely on top of Chris. As Mark lowered himself over top of Chris, and the tip of his hardon touched Chris's lower belly, and a not even a second later, the tip of Chris's hardon touched Mark's belly, and Mark came! He valiantly fought back the feeling though, and lowered himself fully on top of Chris's body, then moved his face so that his lips were covering Chris's. Chris responded immediately, as Mark's tongue sought refuge in his warm, wet, mouth. The two began passionately kissing then, and at the same time, Mark began to automatically grind his pelvis gently against Chris, who responded similarly. For the next minute or so, the two boys made love to each other, passionately kissing, and dry-humping against one another. It all ended too soon though, when Mark's body, which had been slowly mounting toward a peak, suddenly catapulted to a climax, and without warning, Mark was overcome by a powerful orgasm. Gasping into Chris's mouth, he was shocked that his body so suddenly, and violently, began spewing semen, as he continued humping against Chris. It was almost embarrassing. A few seconds later though, Chris's orgasm quickly washed over him as well, and he too began shooting powerful rivers of semen. Within seconds both boys were drenched in each others' as well as their own cum! Neither stopped grinding into each other though, nor did they break from their lip lock. Instead, desperate for relief from their pent up desires, each groaning deeply, they actually began kissing each other more passionately, and humping harder against each other, as they did, they each continued joyously cumming and cumming! "God damn!" Mark gasped when a couple minutes after they'd both finally stopped cumming, he finally pulled back from Chris. "I needed that so bad!" "Me too, Chris smiled, a little shyly. Mark lowered his head then, so his chin rested on Chris's right shoulder, and for a few moments, neither said anything to the other, as they lay together as one, each trying to catch his own breath, their collective semen smeared between their torsos. When they eventually parted, and Mark crawled off Chris, both cringed a little at the mess they'd made, and each gave a shiver because when the air hit the wetness on their bellies, it quickly cooled down and began to make them feel cold. Quickly Mark reached for the floor and grabbed a pair of dirty boxers, which he used to wipe himself clean, as Chris watched, and looked around for something to use to clean himself up with. By the time Mark was dried up, Chris still hadn't found anything to wipe himself off with, so Mark stepped over to him, and used a dry spot on his boxers to clean up Chris with too. "Thanks man!" Chris said, smiling. "Any time!" Mark smiled back. The two fell into each others' arms again then, and again they began making out. * * * By the time Gran had hollered up the stairs giving a warning that dinner would be ready in 10 minutes, Mark and Chris had rested a few minutes, then sucked each other off in a '69' and shortly after that, Mark had lubed up and after having eaten Chris's ass out, he'd mounted him, and rode him until both boys had exploded for a third time - Chris all over his and Mark's bellies again, and Mark deep inside Chris's bowels. "Damn!" Mark gasped as he looked at Chris, then glanced in the mirror at himself. "We're both a mess, and need to shower." "Well," Chris said, "Let's hit it quickly then!" Grinning Mark leaped up and the two dashed from Mark's room, across to the bathroom, and jumped into the shower together. Speedily, they washed each other, then hopped out of the shower and dried themselves off. Each used the hair dryer then for a couple minutes, and when they were done, they were ready to get dressed and head downstairs. As Mark opened the bathroom and headed for his room, with Chris on his heels, Aaron, who'd come home a few minutes earlier, stepped out of his room, and caught them both dashing starkers across the hall. "Damn!" Aaron drawled softly in his new deeper voice, as he looked Chris, who blushed bright red, up and down. "You are hot!" He grinned lewdly then, as he felt his penis sizzle a bit, then said "See you downstairs." With that, Aaron dashed down the stairs, leaving Mark and Chris looking after him. "Well, that was awkward," Chris said. Mark chuckled though and said, "Well, at least Aaron got to see what he can't have any of!" "You're mean!" Chris said, but he grinned an chuckled. "Besides... he's turning out to be pretty hot himself, and I love how his voice has dropped." "True!" Mark said. "C'mon and let's get dressed and get down there though." The two dashed into Mark's room then, and quickly threw some clean clothes on, then dashed downstairs for dinner. * * * "Well there you two are!" Gran exclaimed. "I thought I was going to have to send out the blood hounds to locate you!" As everyone chuckled, Steve stood up and stretched his hand out toward Chris, and said "Pleased to have you with us for a while Chris! How's the family?" "Well. Thank you! They all said to say Hello!" Chris replied, smiling and shaking Steve's hand. Everyone thoroughly enjoyed the delicious dinner Gran had cooked, and she was pleased at how well everyone, especially the boys, all ate! As they ate, the conversation flowed pleasantly. For Mark and Chris though, as much as they were enjoying their dinner, and visiting with everyone, neither could wait for dinner to end, so they could dash back up to Mark's room, strip down again, and get into bed together. Both were rock hard throughout the meal. Aaron, who was physically spent from his afternoon with Kyle, was surprised to find himself stiff as well. He couldn't stop glancing at both Mark and Chris. Both the older boys were extremely "hot" looking, and he could tell they were both also "in heat" for each other, so naturally, this got his own juices running. He wished he had invited Kyle to sleep over. But, he hadn't, so, sighing inwardly to himself, he decided to retire to his room early himself, with a fresh bottle of hand lotion! When dinner was over, Mark asked Chris and Aaron to help him with the dishes, so Gran wouldn't have to, but Phyllis jumped in and said, "Don't even think it! Aaron can help your father and I with the dishes, while Mom relaxes. Now, you two run along. We know you probably have a lot to talk about. Go on now!" "OK, thanks!" Mark said, grinning at Phyllis. "C'mon Chris!" The two dashed up the stairs then, as Aaron smiled to himself, but hoped ruefully that his mother and step-father wouldn't notice the bulge in his crotch that had suddenly become more prominent as he thought about what Mark and Chris would be doing in a couple minutes. "Thank you for agreeing to pitch in Aaron," Phyllis said. "It's fine," Aaron said, smiling at her. "I was going to help Mark and Chris with the dishes anyway." "Well, let's get started then," Steve said. "Mom you go watch the news, we can handle this." "Well, OK," Gran said, smiling, and she headed for the living room, as Aaron and his parents began cleaning up. * * * "That was nice of your step-mother to jump in and offer to clean up, so we didn't have to!" Chris said, when he and Mark arrived in Mark's room. "Yeah!" Mark said, grinning as he closed and locked the door behind them. Instantly he began stripping. Grinning, Chris began stripping as well. Within seconds, the two had fallen onto Mark's bed and were locked once again in an embrace, their lips locked, and their pelvises grinding against each other's. "Wh-what are you doing?" Chris asked, surprised, when Mark unexpectedly broke away from him after a few minutes. "I need some dessert!" Mark declared. He leaned in then and began to nibble Chris's earlobe, causing Chris to giggle softly. Chris's giggles stopped though as Mark licked down his neck and to the center of his throat, then downward to the center of his breast bone. "Ohhhh!!!" he gasped softely, as Mark suddenly leaned left and began licking, nibbling and sucking on his right nipple. He gasped again, when Mark suddenly switched to his left nipple. A moment later, Mark moved to his navel, and he giggled again as Mark used his tongue to wash his belly button out. Chris was glad he'd washed it while they were showering earlier. Mark licked downward then, along Chris's light treasure trail, until he reached Chris's pubic bush. He picked up Chris's hard penis then, which was laying flat against his pelvis, and slowly Mark lowered his hot wet mouth over the head of Chris's cock, the tip of which was already damp. "MMMMMmmmmm..." Chris moaned happily, as Mark began sucking leisurely up and down his rigid rod then. He was surprised when a moment later, Mark pulled off him, but when he saw Mark reach for his tube of lubricant, he smiled. And, as Mark lubricated the middle finger of his right hand, Chris pulled his legs up and opened them, exposing his hairy ass crack for Mark. Smiling, Mark went back dow on Chris, and as his mouth lowered back over his member, and he tasted a slight bit of saltiness, he pressed the tip of his middle finger directly against the center of Chris's anus, and gently pushed. "AAAAWwww!!!" Chris groaned then as Mark's finger slid expertly through his opening, and reached directly for his prostate gland. "Mmmmmm!!!" Chris moaned as Mark set to work then, vigorously sucking on his cock, and massaging his gland. Within less than a minute, Mark had Chris nearly writhing with pleasure. He let up just a little to delay Chris from reaching his peak too soon. Then, after a few seconds, he went back to work on Chris. Mark's delay didn't last very long, and actually merely seemed to cause Chris's next mount toward orgasm to come on that much quicker, and stronger. Within seconds, Chris was writhing under him, and Mark could feel his member stiffening and relaxing, and his anus clenching and releasing. He knew Chris couldn't hold out much longer. The additional saltiness he tasted was testament to the fact. So Mark gave up trying to delay Chris's pleasure any longer and in fact spead up his motions, and within seconds, Chris was teetering on the brink. Then, as Mark gave a more firm rub on his love nut, and sped up his mouth work, Chris blew over the edge! He tensed and gasped, and Mark felt a glob or hot jism splatter against the back of his throat, and Chris's flavor spread throughout his mouth, as groaning with joy, Chris flooded his mouth with semen! "MMMMMMmmmmmm!!!" Chris moaned, as Mark continued sucking on him and molesting his prostate, and he spasmed joyously again, again spilling a river of warm semen into Mark's waiting mouth. Mark continued working on Chris, and Chris came four more times, before his orgasm finally let up. Mark slowed down then, but continued working on Chris. In fact, he continued working slowly on Chris, even after Chris's penis began to soften in his mouth. About a minute later, Chris realized Mark wasn't planning on stopping, and suddenly he penis began to stiffen again. In response, Mark began to work more deftly on Chris, sucking him and massaging him internally, back to full hardness. Within seconds, to his own surprise, Chris was fully hard again. Mark continued sucking and fingering Chris steadily then. Mark, and Chris too were both surprised when it didn't take long at all before Chris was again mounting toward another climax. Mark sped up and begain vigorously abusing Chris's prostate, and within another minute, much to his surprise, Chris was on the edge again. He cried out softly a moment later, as suddenly he was thrust into another orgasm. While he didn't spew as much semen as his first one, this one was just as powerful however, and he gave Mark a nice drink. When it was over, Chris looked down at Mark grinning, as Mark continued sucking on him. "Oh man! Stop already!" Chris gasped, grinning. "I can't believe you got me off a second time right away. No way I can go three times! My balls ache already as it is! Besides, let me have a drink of your stuff once too!" Finally, grinning, his mouth wet with saliva, Mark pulled off Chris, and sat back on his heels. "How was that?" he asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Fucking awesome!" Chris groaned, grinning up at him. "And if you give me a minute to catch my breath, I'll do the same for you too!" Mark's grin broadened, as he sat on his heels staring down at the man he loved. He couldn't remember ever being happier! After a couple minutes, Chris had recovered, and could breathe properly. "So, trade places with me!" He said, smiling. The two quickly exchanged places, then Chris mimicked Marks actions, and gave him the same loving double blow job, as Mark had given him. When it was over, as Mark heaved for breath, he suddenly realized he was happier then, than he'd felt even a few minutes earlier! * * * As they lay resting, Chris suddenly smiled and said, "So... I got ya something!" He leaned over and rummaged in his bag a moment, finally producing a small, box wrapped in Christmas paper, with a ribbon tied around it. "What's this?" Mark asked. "Just a little something I got you," Chris said smiling. Grinning, Mark leaned over and opened the drawer on his night stand, and produced a similarly wrapped, and similarly sized box, and handed it to Chris. "I got you something too!" he said chuckling. The two grinned at each other, then Mark suddenly began ripping his present open, and Chris did the same. As they each opened their present from the other, both broke into grins and started laughing. Each had gotten the other a gold necklace. Chris had gotten Mark one with a dragon on it, and Mark had gotten Chris a gold shamrock. "I love it!" they both cried in unison, then they both brok into laughter. "Thank you!" Mark said, finally. "I really love it!" "I do too! Thank you too, and Merry Christmas!" Chris said. "Yeah, Merry Christmas!" Mark said, smiling. As the two fell into an embrace and began kissing, Mark knew this was really the happiest he'd ever felt! * * * For the rest of the evening, and late into the night, Mark and Chris spent their entire time together in bed. After they'd rested a while, Chris wanted Mark to make love to him again, and he did. They spent nearly twenty minutes fucking that time, ending with a mutual and very powerful orgasm for each of them. After resting some more, although Chris was more of a bottom, and Mark was more of a top, they boys decided to try switching roles, and Mark got on his hands and knees on the edge of his bed, and bent forward, with his ass sticking out. After Chris had spent a while rimming Mark, he greased his penis up, and slid it inside Mark, then gently at first, but rapidly and firmly at the end, Chris fucked Mark, bringing them both to orgasm. Eventually, around midnight, the boys took a quick shower together, then went back to bed. They spent nearly four more hours having sex, until finally, exhausted, and completely spent, they fell asleep in each others' arms. The next morning, not surprisingly, they slept in. When Chris woke up, he was surprised, but ecstatic to feel Mark's mouth already at work on him, and within a minutes, he was cumming into Mark's mouth. A few minutes later, Chris repaid Mark, and sucked him off too. They got dressed then and ran downstairs and had a very late breakfast of bacon and eggs, which Gran cooked for them, before again bounding back upstairs to Marks room, where they spent the next couple hours, again alternating between sucking and fucking each other. All too soon, it was nearly time for Chris to leave. Mark made love to him one more time, then they quickly showered together again, and finally got dressed. Even though they were both sad to be parting again so quickly, they each smiled to themselves as they each put on the new necklace the other had given them as well. They went downstairs then, and had a quick snack, and then, after bidding Gran and Aaron good-bye, Chris said they had to get going or he'd miss his train, so they headed off to the subway station. In sad silence, each lost in his own thoughts, the boys rode together on the train, into the city then. At the train station, the two sat quietly together in a corner of a cafe and shared a couple sodas. "Hey, I'll be back again before you know it," Chris said. "Not soon enough, and then, that time will fly by too quickly too," a depressed Mark moaned, sadly. "I know," Chris said, feeling like he was going to cry. "I love you Mark," Chris said. "I love you too!" Mark said. The two looked sadly at each other, then fell into an embrace, and shared a sustained kiss. It was time then for Chris to leave. Mark walked him down to the station, and the two stood together until the last minute, then Chris boarded the train, and a moment later it pulled out of the station, as the two waved sadly at each other through the window, each with tears in their eyes. * * * That evening at supper, everyone noticed that Mark was quiet again, almost depressed. This of course was due to Chris's departure. Oddly though, Aaron suddenly seemed equally as quiet, and also somewhat depressed. This was because earlier that day, while he was over at Kyle's house, while Kyle's mother and stepfather were at work, the boys had been suddenly surprised when Kyle's mother unexpectedly returned home earlier than expected, and announced that Kyle's stepfather's mother had suddenly taken ill, and was in the hospital. As a result, they were going to have to pack up and go to see her. So rather than Kyle spending Christmas break at home, during which time he and Aaron had planned to spend all their time together having sex, instead, they wouldn't be seeing each other at all! Naturally, Aaron was depressed at the thought of sudden celibacy for the next week and a half! "So did you enjoy your visit with Chris?" Steve asked Mark, attempting to start a conversation. "Yeah," Mark said. "It was great seeing him again!" "What'd you guys do all day?" Steve asked. Mark thought a moment, then decided to go for broke and broach a subject he and Chris had talked about a little - the possibility of Mark's going to the same school Chris was at, when he started college the following fall. "Well," Mark began. "Among other things, Chris told me a lot about his school, and it sounds really great!" "I'm glad to hear you finally thinking that college is a good idea," Steve said, smiling, and feeling a little relieved. Up until that point, anytime he'd brought up college, Mark hadn't been very interested in discussing it. "Well, I never said it wasn't," Mark said. "Good to know," Steve said. "So ... um... what would you think about my applying to go there next year then?" Mark asked, suddenly carefully studying his father's expression. "Wait!" Aaron gasped, and he nearly choked on some potatoes he was eating. "You're gonna go away to college?" Everyone looked at Aaron then, and Mark furrowed his brow and said, "That's usually what happens Aar." "B-but...." Aaron petered out and his expression told everyone he was far from happy that Mark might be going away. "I'm growing up Aaron," Mark said. "And so are you! Look at how things are now. I'm getting ready to head off to college, and you're making friends of your own, and are hanging out with them a lot more now." "Only Kyle," Aaron said. "And we were friends before you came anyway." "Well," Mark said. "You'll make more now that you're older. Besides. It won't be long before you're talking about going to school too!" "That's right Honey," Phyllis jumped in. "Besides, Mark will be back on all his breaks." "So... what makes you want to go to Boston?" Steve asked. "I was sure you'd want to head back to California!" "Well...," Mark said, thinking and choosing his words carefully, "yeah, I had been thinking that too, but... well... I'm kinda liking it here now - a lot more than I thought I would, and well, I do want to go away... but not too far away... so I CAN come home on breaks!" The adults all smiled slightly at that, and even Aaron relaxed a little momentarily, but then a couple seconds later he remembered the real reason Mark wanted to go to school at Chris's school, and it wasn't to be closer to home. Again he felt depressed. "Besides," Mark added, "I already have two friends there - Chris, and Lukey." "That's right - your friend from California," Steve said. "So... can I apply there then?" Mark asked. "I don't see why not," Steve said. "But just remember, you may or may not get in, so you have to apply at some other schools too. You want to make sure you get in somewhere! Have you talked with your mother about this yet?" "No," Mark said. "But I will when I talk with her again." "OK then," Steve said. The conversation lulled for a moment then. Finally, Phyllis, who'd noticed Mark was wearing a new necklace, said, "Mark, is that a new necklace you're wearing? I don't remember seeing it before." Mark felt a shot of adrenaline suddenly race through his veins, and felt his face heat up a little. "Uh... yeah," he said, non-committally. "It's very pretty," Gran commented. "Is it a dragon?" "Yeah," Mark said. "Where'd you buy it?" Phyllis asked. Mark froze for a moment, his mind racing. "uh... why?" he asked. "No reason. I was just wondering," Phyllis said. "It's very nice." "Oh," Mark said, hoping the subject would be dropped. "You never said where you got it," Steve said, studying his son more carefully. He'd noticed Mark seemed embarrassed, which was unusual. Naturally, Steve's perserverance caused Mark to blush more deeply. "It was a gift," Mark said finally. "Ohhhh..." Steve grinned. "Have you got yourself a girlfriend we don't know about?" Without thinking, Mark quickly snapped, "No!" If he'd thought about it more carefully, he might've lied and said a girl at school had gotten it for him. Now, after testily having denied he had a girlfriend, he noticed Steve was looking at him even more critically. "Um, OK," Steve said. "... who did give it to you then?" Finally, not knowing what else to say, Mark said "Chris gave it to me." For a moment then, the kitchen was suddenly absolutely still. "Chris gave it to you?" Steve asked, then, looking a little strangely at his son. "Yeah," Mark said, his face blooming. "He wanted to get me something to thank me for having him over, and didn't know what else to get. He remembered I like dragons I guess." "Oh," Steve said, still looking puzzled. "So, when are we opening our presents this year?" Aaron piped up, having temporarily forgotten his own depressing situation, and hoping to change the subject, and in doing so, take the focus off Mark, before things got even dicier. He hoped sticking with the subject of gifts sounded like he wasn't trying too hard to change the subject. "Well, we always open them Christmas morning!" Phyllis said. "Why would we do it any differently this year?" "Well, I thought maybe because Mark and Steve were living with us now, and we were in a new house, that maybe it wouldn't be the same," Aaron said. "We always do ours' Christmas morning too," Mark said, hoping to keep the conversation off his gift from Chris. "And just because one moves to a new house, doesn't mean all the traditions they've observed should change," Gran said, smiling sweetly at Aaron, her eyes twinkling. Then, seeing a slightly disappointed look on her grandson's face she added, "Of maybe we could start a new tradition or two as well, now that our family has grown. Maybe we could open one gift each Christmas Eve already this year!" "And then one gift Christmas day, and another then next day, and..." Phyllis said, teasing Aaron. "Mother!" Aaron cried. "We're not Jewish!... not that being Jewish is a bad thing. But we always open all our presents all at once! It's Christmas! Not Hanukkah!" "Guess you'll have to wait til Christmas morning to open them all then," Steve said, jumping into the fray, apparently having forgotten Mark's gift from Chris. "Who said you were getting any gifts this year anyway?" Mark cried, and he reached over, and messed Aaron's hair up. "Hey!" Aaron cried, and he swatted at Mark's hand. "Alright!" Steve said, giving Mark a reprimanding look. "Everyone's getting presents!" "Some, a little earlier than other's I guess," he added glancing curiously again at Mark's necklace, which caused Mark's face to warm up again. "And maybe, if you're all good," Steve went on, dropping his thoughts about Mark's necklace, and looking at particularly at Aaron, "we can open one a present or two Christmas Eve, and the rest in the morning!" "Alright!" Aaron cried, and he grinned. Even Mark smiled. "Who wants some dessert now?" Gran cried, hoping to keep the momentum of happiness going. Naturally everyone wanted some of Gran's apple pie, so quickly they all helped pick up the dishes, and get some dessert plates on the table. As Mark hurried to help, he didn't notice that his father was studying him curiously. Phyllis did notice though, and poked Steve in the ribs and said, "Stop! You'll make him feel self-conscious! Besides, you're reading too much into it." "Am I? A necklace is kind of a strange gift for one boy to give another, unless..." Steve asked, for a moment continuing to gaze curiously at his son. "Oh stop! You are reading way too much into it! There's no hidden meaning to it! Now come help me make some coffee!" she said, dismissing Steve's thoughts. Steve continued looking at his son for a moment, but then, gave a small shake of his head and turned to help Phyllis make coffee. * * * With Christmas still a couple days away, Steve and Phyllis continue going into work. Gran, naturally is very busy in the kitchen, cooking and baking, getting ready for the holiday itself. And, as they're both without their respective boyfriends, and they both had some vacation assignments from school, Mark and Aaron decided to work hard and finish up their school work, so they might be able to enjoy the rest of their time off. "Not that there'll be anything to do once I'm done and Christmas is over," Mark thought sadly to himself. He felt a little better about life, when around noon-time on Christmas eve, he had finished all his school projects. Aaron too had finished his school work by then, and both Steve and Phyllis came home early from work. Together then, the family began their Christmas celebration! During the afternoon, they sat together and watched "It's a Wonderful Life!" which they all enjoyed. They had an early supper, then went to church for a vigil service. "Good idea. That way we can sleep in in the morning!" Steve said, smiling. "Ahem!" Aaron replied, pointedly. "We do NOT sleep in on Christmas morning! There are presents to be opened!" "Oh, yes," Steve said, and he sighed as he looked at Phyllis, who chuckled. "You can take a nap later in the day if you want," she said, smiling at him. After they got home from church, Steve built a fire in the fireplace, while Gran broke out trays of cookies, cakes, and different pastries she'd made, and Phyllis made hot chocolate for everyone. The family sat then and enjoyed a Christmas show on TV, as they ate their goodies. During a commercial, they were surprised to hear Christmas carols being sung in the street, and went and looked out the front door. There stood a group of Carolers, singing away. As they sang, Gran dashed into the kitchen and returned with a bag of cookies for them to share, and had Aaron take them outside to the Carolers, who all shouted their thanks, and wished everyone a very "Merry Christmas"! "That was so nice!" Phyllis said, as they returned to the living room. "Never thought I'd see that around here!" Steve said, smiling. "You certainly wouldn't have in the old neighborhood!" Gran added. "So when do we open presents?" Aaron asked, eyeing the large pile of packages laying around the base of the tree. "Fine! I guess it's time!" Phyllis laughed. "But just one apiece. So make it count!" "Here Honey, why not open this one then?" Steve said, grabbing one he'd gotten for Phyllis and thrusting it at her. "Oh!" Phyllis said, somewhat startled. "Well, OK." As Aaron began a reconnaisence mission inspecting all the packages with his name on it, Phyllis began unwrapping her present. "Oh my!" she cried, but then she smiled, as she momentarily revealed a skimpy red silk nighty. Quickly before Aaron noticed, and as Gran blushed slightly, and Mark snickered, she popped the top back on the box. Then, blushing she said softly to Steve, "Um, yes, well, that was a good choice I guess!" Mark chuckled a little more, causing Phyllis to blush. Gran asked Aaron to hand her any present from under the tree, so he grabbed one that was flat and heavy, that Steve had gotten her. Upon opening it, Gran found a recipe book she'd been eyeing everytime she saw it advertised in one of her cooking magazines. "Oh, I love it! Thank you Steven," she said, smiling happily at her son-in-law. Immediately she began thumbing through it. "Here's one for you!" Phyllis said quietly picking up a tiny present for Steve, from her. "Oh yeah!" Steve cried, and he grinned when he found his package, which was from Phyllis, contained a skimpy Christmas-themed thong! Phyllis couldn't stop grinning, although her face was beet red. "Great minds think alike I see!" Mark said chuckling, as Gran muttered "Oh my!" and Aaron grinned, but blushed a bit as well. Mark chose an odd-shaped gift from his father, which happily he found to be a new set of wheels for his skateboard, which he desperately needed. Finally, Aaron selected a present from Mark, that was odd-shaped, and rather heavy in one end. When he opened it he just stared at it. "Really? Underwear????" He groused, glaring at Mark, while the others all began to chuckle. "You set me up! You made this seem more interesting than it really is!" "Gotcha!" Mark cried, roaring at Aaron's expression. Then he added, "At least it's not tighty whities!" "I guess!" Aaron scowled, looking over a couple pair of plain pale blue boxers. "What's so heavy in the bottom?" Phyllis asked, still chuckling. "A Rock!" Aaron groused, and he dumped a rock out of the bottom of the package. "I got a rock!" "Ohhh... Just like Charlie Brown at Halloween!" Gran noted, dryly, causing everyone to break up laughing. "Better luck in the morning!" Mark chuckled, reaching over and mussing Aaron's hair. "You better watch out or I'll take back what I got you!" Aaron threatened, as everyone laughed some more. After they picked up, and everyone had a little more to eat and drink, it was almost midnight. "Anyone for a bit of bubbly to toast Christmas?" Steve asked, looking around. "Oh!" Aaron cried. "Can I have some too?" "I believe there's some Gingerale in the fridge," Phyllis said, smirking slightly, as Steve headed off to retrieve a bottle of Champagne he'd put in the refrigerator. "Maaahmmmm!!!" Aaron whined. "Can't I just have a little?" "Oh I suppose," Phyllis groaned in an overly obvious way. Then chuckling, she stepped over to a china cabinet in the corner, and extracted five Champagne flutes. "Here's your pop!" Steve said, grinning devilishly, as he tossed a can of gingerale at Aaron. "HEY!" Aaron cried, as he struggled to catch the can. "Mom said I could have some Champagne too!" "Oh she did, did she?" Steve asked, and he winked at Mark. "Yes she did!" Aaron replied. "Right Mom?" "Well, you really are rather young yet, and Steven did bring you a nice can of cold soda..." Phyllis teased. "MOTHER!" Aaron fumed. Everyone chuckled then, as Steve popped the cork and began pouring the bubbly. "Here you go, don't chug it. It's all you're getting," Steve said, and he handed Aaron a glass containing the same amount he'd poured for everyone else. "Thanks!" Aaron said, smiling happily. Once everyone had their glass, Steve made a toast, and the clock struck midnight. "Merry Christmas!" Everyone said, and they raised their glasses, then lowered them and took a drink. "Mmmm... Delicious!" Phyllis said, savoring her mouthful. "What do you think Aaron?" "I like it!" Aaron said. "Although, it's not as sweet as the kind we had for your wedding." "Different brand," Mark said, glancing at the bottle. "I actually like it drier like this." Yawning Gran stood up, and said, "Well, I hate to be a party pooper, but I'm exhausted, and I know we'll be up early, so, I'm off to bed! Merry Christmas and Good night dears!" "G'night Gran!" "Night Mom!" "Sleep Well!" "Night!" Smiling Gran picked up her new cookbook and her still half full champagne glass, and she headed for the stairs. "Drink up boys! It's time for bed!" Phyllis announced then. "Wh-what?" Mark asked, looking curiously at her. He had expected the rest of them would stay up a while yet. "You need to get to bed before Santa comes!" Phyllis grinned. Mark snorted and began chuckling, but was a little surprised when Aaron cried "Oh boy!" and quickly drained his glass and got up. Mark looked at his father, who also looked a little bewildered, but as Phyllis laid a hand on his thigh, Steve felt his groin begin to tingle and he grinned and said, "You heard her! Off to bed with you both!" "C'mon Mark!" Aaron cried, grinning, and he headed for the kitchen, calling "G'night guys, and Merry Christmas!" "Seriously!" Mark scoffed quietly to himself, as he got up. Quickly he downed the last of his champagne, then looked down at the coffee table. "Phyllis and I will be finishing that!" Steve said, noticing Mark looking at the bottle of Champagne, that was nearly half full yet. "Hmmphh!" Mark huffed to himself. Then he said, "Well, fine! G'night! You two have a good time with those new undies!" then louder he hollered "Wait for me Aar! I'm coming!" As Mark headed for the kitchen, he heard his father say, "OK, let's go!" "Not so fast!" Phyllis replied. "We have Santa stuff to do yet!" "What???" Steve whined, sounding disappointed. "Just keep thinking of me in that nightie while we work!" Phyllis said. "Christ Phil! I'm stiff as a board already!" Steve complained. As Mark reached the kitchen, all the rest of the conversation he heard was Phyllis chuckling. Then as he set his empty glass on the counter, Phyllis began shrieking with giggles. "Christ! It sounds like they're gonna do it right there in the living room!" Mark muttered to himself. Then he grinned for a moment, happy for them. A moment later though, remembering he was alone for the holiday, his lips fell into a frown. Before heading for the stairs, Mark poked his head into the fridge. He smiled when he saw several bottles of Steve's beer chilling. "He won't miss one of these babies!" Mark smiled, as he grabbed one. Quickly then he headed for the stairs. * * * "You stole a beer?" Aaron cried softly in an incredulous tone, when Mark arrived up on the third floor. "Shhh!!" Mark hushed him. "It's Christmas. Besides, there were plenty of bottles in the fridge. He'll never miss it!" "Can I have some?" Aaron asked quickly. Mark hadn't planned on sharing it, but when he saw the hopeful expression on Aaron's face, he couldn't help smiling, and saying "Sure, c'mon into my room and we'll toast Christmas again ourselves." Aaron grinned and followed Mark into his room. In reality though, it wasn't just because of sharing a beer with Mark that Aaron was grinning about. Earlier, Aaron had been sad, and feeling lonely because Kyle was away yet. He realized then, just how much Mark must be missing Chris as well. And because Kyle was away, Aaron was getting off a lot less often! Sure, he masturbated every so often during the day, but when Kyle was around, he and Kyle spent as much time as possible, naked, and pleasuring each other. So, rather than the 9-10 orgasms Aaron was now used to having each day, under his own hand, Aaron was only having about 4-5, a most. On top of that, with having to spend the whole day with his family that day, and having slept late that morning to begin with, Aaron hadn't gotten off since the previous night when he went to bed. A little over 24 hours earlier, Aaron had been laying naked on top of his bed, his well-lotioned hand gliding swiftly up and down his stiff rod, while he slid a well-lubed candlestick he'd found in the basement, and kept in his room for just such purposes, deeply in and out of his rectum. As he'd pleasured himself, he'd thought about Kyle, and pretended his one hand was Kyle's mouth sliding up and down his manhood, while with his other hand, Kyle slid the candle in and out of him. It hadn't taken too long before Aaron had begun twitching about on the bed, as his orgasm built swiftly. All too quickly, Aaron had peaked, and gasping and grunting, as he continued working on himself, Aaron had spewed copious amounts of semen all over his belly and chest. When it was over, he'd slid the candlestick out of his ass, and cleaned the lube, which at the tip of the candle's base was streaked with a bit of shit, off of it. Then, he'd cleaned and dried his hands, his asshole, and his torso using several tissues. Finally, physically satisfied, he'd rolled over and gone to sleep. Now though, after going a full day without having an orgasm, when he was used to having so many during the same time span, Aaron was ultra horny! And as he gazed at his step-brother's beautiful butt as he walked into his room, and he realized just how much he really wanted to reach out and grope it, an idea formed in Aaron's mind, that caused his penis to instantly swell to full staff, causing an embarrassing problem in the crotch of his pants. Sitting down on his bed, Mark twisted the top off the beer bottle, and took a long swig of it, then grinning, he handed the bottle to Aaron, who grinned and took it, and took a long swig himself. As Aaron tilted the bottle back and drank from it, Mark's eyes traveled from Aaron's face, down his body, until they came to rest on Aaron's embarrassing lump. "Damn!" Mark thought to himself, as his own penis began to swell. "I could really get into taking care of that!" As Aaron lowered the bottle, he noticed Mark was staring at his crotch, which caused his cock to flex, which caused Mark's member to begin quickly flooding, rather than slowly swelling. As Aaron looked at Mark's crotch then, he saw it was beginning to bulge, and he again flexed his own dick. "So... I was wondering," Aaron began, as he handed the bottle back to Mark, who took another, albeit smaller, swig from it. "What about?" Mark asked, unable to focus his look at Aaron's face. "Well... it's Christmas," Aaron started. "And both of us are alone for the holiday. Chris is in Trenton, and Kyle's away. So... well, I know you're as lonely as I feel. And nobody should be alone at Christmas, so, I was wondering... what if we had a sleep over? We haven't spent a night together in quite a while. What do you think?" When Mark looked up at Aaron's face, he saw that Aaron's expression looked genuine. He felt bad for Aaron. He knew how lonely he felt, so he could image that Aaron was having similar feelings. Between his own depression, mixed with the champagne and beer, and the fact it was Christmas, Mark, decided that having Aaron sleep with him once would be fun, and would cheer them both up. "I guess we could do that," Mark said, smiling a little shyly at Aaron. "Cool!" Aaron cried, and suddenly he couldn't stop smiling. The boys shared the rest of their beer, then shared the bathroom together, quickly peeing and brushing their teeth, then they headed back to Mark's room. Instantly Aaron began stripping, so Mark did too. "You sleep naked now?" Mark asked Aaron, when a little surprised, he watched Aaron remove his boxers too. "Well, yeah," Aaron said. "I know you do, and you know I tried it before. It is more comfy sleeping nude." "I see," Mark said, and a little reluctantly, he lowered his own boxers. Mark had intended to leave his boxers on, so as not to cause any undue excitement for either of them. He wanted to stay loyal to Chris, and knew Aaron felt the same way about Kyle. He also was very aware of their history, and realized being completely naked with Aaron would cause both of them to get even hornier than usual. Still, Aaron had already stripped down completely, and he didn't want to look like a prude, or like he was calling even more attention to their nakedness, so he too pulled his boxers off. "OHhh! Sheets are cold!" Aaron gasped as he got into bed. As soon as Mark got in too, he snuggled up to him. Instantly, as their bodies touched, both boys' penises began to swell again. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea," Mark said, as he noticed tents beginning to pitch in the bedcovers over both his and Aaron's crotches. "Um... Well," Aaron said. "I-I was kinda wondering. Seeing as it's Christmas and all, and neither of our boyfriends are around, and well... obviously we're both horny, well... I was wondering if because it's Christmas, maybe me and you could break the rules just this once, and be brotherly, and give each other a special secret present! We could do it, and just never tell anyone - ever - it would be a brother's pact together! Um... wh-what do you think about my idea?" "Oh Aaron," Mark began sadly. "You know I'd love to, but ... we'd be cheating on our boyfriends, and that wouldn't be fair to anyone." "Not if we keep it a secret, and never tell either of them," Aaron said. "I-I know it'd legally still be cheating. But, we are brothers, and well, brothers can be really close too, and share special secrets. I mean, I love you Mark, and as much as I love all the sex I have with Kyle, and I really like him too... I actually think I love him too. Well, it's different with you. We're brothers, and I really want to be with you sometimes too! And well, it's Christmas, and we're both alone, and lonely, and horny, and well... why can't we once?" To add emphasis to his argument, Aaron reached over and wrapped his hand around Mark's, by then, throbbing penis. "Awww!!" Mark gasped, as Aaron's hand touched him, and began slowly pumping his member. Mark's mind swirled for a moment, but due to everything Aaron had just said, and possibly a bit of haze due to the champagne and beer, he couldn't form an adequate argument in his mind that could stop what he really wanted, which right then was in fact Aaron! "Oh Fuck!" Mark gasped, throwing the covers off, and surprising Aaron. Aaron was even more surprised when Mark leaped up and flipped over onto his hands and knees, and quickly got between his legs, which he quickly spread open to better accommodate him. "OHHhhhmmm!!!" Aaron groaned, as suddenly Mark dove mouth first for his crotch, and swallowed the entire length of his cock. Aaron grinned, and moaned happily, at the same time then, as Mark began sensually sliding up and down his stiff rod, while with his hand, he reached for the base of Aaron's ass crack. Aaron was beside himself with joy then as Mark sucked passionately up and down his cock, and prodded expertly at just the right spot in his crack, so that when he pressed inward, his finger was centered right in the middle of Aaron's rosebud. "Mmmmmm..." Aaron moaned, as Mark's mouth and fingering sent shivers of pleasure reverbrating through his body. Aaron was so horny, and had wanted to be with Mark again for so long, that before Mark even began drilling his finger through his anus, Aaron felt his orgasm racheting up! As Mark sucked away on Aaron's cock, and rubbed firmly on his tight pucker for a few seconds, then, began pressing even more firmly on the center dent of his opening, Aaron fought to hold off his imminent climax. Within seconds, Aaron was squirming, humping his hips slightly, and whimpering, as Mark vigorously worked on him. Then, just as Mark reached up with is other hand and pinched Aaron's right nipple, and at the same time gave a firm push with his other hand, forcing his finger through Aaron's sphincter, and sending the tip of it pressing firmly into his prostate gland, Aaron lost control and crying out softly, his body convulsed violently, and he began spewing rivers of hot semen into Mark's mouth. Aaron couldn't remember when he'd last had such an intense and pleasureful orgasm, and Mark was shocked at the amount of semen that Aaron flooded his mouth with. And did it ever taste good! Quickly he swallowed, just in time for another nearly equally as huge gush of cum, as Aaron tensed, gasped, and groaned as he joyously expelled another large glob of jism. "Fuucckk!!!" Aaron groaned, as he came again, and again Mark marveled at his output. Mark swallowed and continued sliding up and down Aaron's rigid pole, and also continued giving his love nut a deep massage, and Aaron just grasped and released handfuls of bed sheets, as he spasmed over and over, ejaculating spurt after spurt of sperm. When Aaron's orgasm finally died down, and ended, Mark slowed his pace, and slowly sucked up and down on his softening penis, and gently rubbed his prostate yet. For his part, Aaron lay flacid on the bed, totally drained, with a slight sheen of sweat coating his skin. His eyes were a little large with surprise as the power and intensity of his climax. Happily, Mark continued sucking slowly on Aaron, not allowing the boy's dick to fully shrink. After a while, Aaron began to wonder why he wasn't stopping, but about that time, he realized his penis was beginning to harden a bit again, and to his surprise, he realized maybe Mark was going to try and give him a second orgasm, without stopping after the first. Excited by the idea, Aaron's penis began plumping even more, and within seconds, he was fully hard again, causing Mark to smile around his cock, as he continued working on it. Aaron grabbed the sheets again, and Mark began more vigorously working on him, and within a half minute or so, Aaron felt his orgasm beginning to form again. "MMMMMmmmmm!!!" Aaron moaned happily, as he felt himself building to another climax! Mark worked on Aaron a bit longer, and within another minute, Aaron was surprised to feel a second orgasm about to hit him. Again, his hips began humping up and down slightly, and his grip on the bedsheets tightened. Mark's finger began rubbing his nut even harder, and he sped up his sucking. Suddenly Aaron was on the brink again, and with another gasp, and whimper of pleasure, he suddenly blew another glob of jism forcefully into the back of Mark's throat. As Aaron groaned happily, Mark swallowed and continued pleasuring him. For a few seconds then, Aaron spasmed a few more times, squirting more and more semen into Mark's throat, until he was finally drained, and nothing more came out of his dick. Only then did his second orgasm finally end. Mark again slowed down his sucking, but continued sliding up and down Aaron's rapidly deflating cock, and gently rubbing his slightly swollen gland. A few seconds later, Aaron gave a final, involuntary shudder, and squeezed a final drop of semen out of his piss slit, which Mark did not swallow, choosing instead to savor the flavor a while. Mark finally pulled off Aaron then, sucking his member dry, as he did, and at the same time, he released Aaron's nipple and pulled his finger out of his ass. "Son-of-a-bitch!" Aaron gasped, when Mark sat back on his heels, and smiled down at him with a wet mouth yet. "Good for you?" Mark asked, grinning yet. "Hell yeah!" Aaron gasped, still looking surprised. "Gimme a minute and I'll try to equal it for you!" "Coooolll!!" Mark drawled, grinning even more broadly. A minute later, Aaron got up, and smiling, asked Mark to take his place, which Mark happily did. Then, Aaron went down on Mark, and gave him the same treatment, he'd just given Aaron. The result was similar. Mark had a very powerful orgasm, that left him trembling and wide-eyed, and Aaron gagged and lost quite a bit of Mark's semen, as it escaped at the corners of his mouth. When Mark was finished cumming, Aaron stopped and pulled off him just long enough to clean up his spilled jism, which was running down the sides of his nut sack. Then, as soon as he had finished licking it up, he quickly went back down on Mark, who smiled and relaxed to enjoy his second round. Like it had with Aaron, it took a bit longer the second time around, and when he did finally cum again, he didn't spew quite as much love juice as the first time, but this time Aaron managed to swallow it all, without gagging or losing any, and Mark's balls were completely drained and aching a little. "Damn!" Mark said, smiling appreciatively at Aaron. "You've gotten really good at that!" "I've had a lot of practice!" Aaron said, grinning devilishly. Mark chuckled, but then he suddenly yawned. "I'd say we could wait a while for another round, but, I'm really beat!" he said, looking apologetically at Aaron. "It's OK, I am too," Aaron said. He yawned then too, as he got up and crawled up next to Mark. Together the two pulled the covers up over themselves, and Aaron snuggled up to Mark, who happily wrapped an arm around him, allowing him to cradle his head in the crook of his arm. Aaron rolled into Mark and half straddled him then. As a result his genitals were resting against Mark's thigh, and Mark's were pressing into his hip. Neither could believe after just a couple minutes that they were both beginning to harden again. Thankfully, they were both spent and tired enough that first Aaron, then Mark drifted off to sleep. * * * The next morning, when Mark woke up, it was only 6:00 in the morning. He wasn't sure what had woken him so early, but guessed it must've been Aaron. Aaron was still snuggled in his arms, and although he was asleep yet, he was busily humping Mark with his full blown hardon, which was laying flat against Mark's thigh, and it seemed to Mark as if the boy was nearly ready to cum! Smiling, Mark sucked on the middle finger of his free right hand, and reached down and slipped it between Aaron's buttocks as he lifted his hips upward a bit, almost instantly Mark's finger found its target, pushing firmly up against Aaron's tight anus. "Aww!!" Aaron gasped softly in his sleep. As Aaron's hips sank again, and his cock ground upward a little against Mark's thigh, causing Mark's own stiff member to flex, Mark held his hand firmly against Aaron's rosebud. Then, as Aaron's hips began to lift again, Mark pressed firmly downward, and Aaron groaned, as Mark's wet finger slipped through his tight sphincter, and entered his rectum. "OOOoohhmmm!!!" Aaron groaned, and he began humping Mark even harder, as soon as Mark's finger located his prostate and Mark began prodding him. For several seconds then, Aaron humped vigorously against Mark, and Mark vigorously worked his fingertip against Aaron's prostate gland. And the whole time, to Mark's delight, Aaron became more and more agitated. Suddenly, Aaron gasped and his eyes opened, as his body tensed, and his asshole fimly clenched Mark's finger, then his groin exploded, and he shot a gush of cum out his dick. "Wh-What???" Aaron gasped, but suddenly he groaned as the pleasure of his spasm hit him. "Awwwwww!!!" Aaron groaned a split second later and his arms clutched more tightly around Mark, as he realized what was happening. Quickly his hips began moving up and down then, and he gasped "Don't stop Mark! AAAAwwwwww!!!" and he soaked Mark again. Mark, who was becoming very aroused himself, continued vigorously working Aaron's gland, and Aaron continued literally fucking Mark's thigh, as he spasmed a few more times, before his orgasm finally slowed. After a couple more spasms, it was finally over, and Aaron relaxed on top of Mark, who stopped prodding his prostate, although he didn't pull his finger out of Aaron, choosing to leave it pressing gently up against Aaron's internal love lump. "Wow!" Aaron moaned, still a bit groggy. "What a great dream, and even better end to it!" "What were you dreaming?" Mark asked. "That you were fucking me, and that your cock was a lot bigger than I'd remembered it!" Aaron said, and he snickered a little. "You were ultra hung in my dream!" "And it didn't hurt?" Mark asked, surprised. "Nope!" Aaron said. "Well, Merry Christmas!" Mark said, giving Aaron's gland another rub, and smiling at him, as Aaron groaned, then smiled and craned to look up at him. "Oh my God!" Aaron cried then, suddenly leaping off Mark. "It's time to open presents!" "Not so fast!" Mark said. "First we have clean all your slime off us, then... well... I was hoping you'd give me at least a quickie too!" Aaron grinned and said, "OK, but it'll be a real quickie! I want get downstairs!" Mark chuckled and reached for his Kleenex box. Together the boys each ripped several tissues from the box, then cleaned themselves off with them. As soon as they were done, Aaron grinned and fell onto the bed between Mark's splayed legs. And a moment later, he'd reached down, picked up Mark's throbbing member and sucked it into his mouth. As he began sucking up and down on Mark, his hand moved to Mark's ass crack, and like Mark had done to him, Aaron did in return - slipping a digit through Mark's hole. Then as he pleasured Mark's cock with his mouth, he also massaged Mark's prostate, and with his free hand, he massaged Mark's balls. While this was going on, Mark played with his own nipples. The result of all this was that within a couple minutes, Mark was fighting to hold off til the last minute, as Aaron, who sensed this, went to work even more intensely on him. "Oooohhh!!!" Mark gasped, as he suddenly peaked, and his body stiffened, clenching at Aaron's finger, as he blew a huge string of cum into Aaron's throat. Aaron nearly gagged, but just managed to swallow Mark's juice. "MMMMMmmmmm..." Mark moaned, as he came a second time, again filling Aaron's mouth. As Aaron continued pistoning his mouth up and down on Mark's engorged organ, his finger also continued pistoning up and down, so the tip of it was rubbing quickly and firmly back and forth over Mark's other slightly engorged organ. Both actions as well as Aaron's hand cupping and fondling his eggs, and his own fingers tweaking at his nipple tips, brought Mark off several more times, before finally, it ended, and he lay panting, as Aaron languidly finished him off. "Ummm!!" Mark moaned as a final wave of joy washed over him, and he pressed the last of his cum out of his cock. Happily, Aaron swallowed it, then pulled off Mark, sucking his cock dry. At the same time he released Mark's balls, and slid his finger back out of Mark's body, then he sat back on his heels. "Merry Christmas to you too!" he said, grinning. His was voice thick with Mark's cum, and his mouth was wet with saliva yet, and for a moment, he looked a bit like a little boy again, which caused Mark to smile. Quickly Aaron's grin faded and he looked serious, as he leaped off the bed. "Now get dressed! We have presents to open!" he cried, and Mark laughed. Aaron quickly began pulling on his clothes he'd been wearing the night before. "Shouldn't we shower first?" Mark asked, frowning. "No time! We can shower later!" Aaron cried. "Maybe even together once!" Mark's frown deepened then as he suddenly remembered Chris, and realized that what he and Aaron were doing was going to have to end... even though he didn't want it to. His wish to not stop being with Aaron caused him to suddenly feel even more guilty. Seeing Aaron so happy though, and it being the holiday, Mark pushed his dark thoughts from his mind, and hurriedly got up and began pulling on the previous day's clothes as well. A moment later, as they both finished dressing Aaron cried, "Come on!" With that, Aaron barrelled out of the room, and down the stairs shrieking for everyone to get up and come open presents. Chuckling, Mark slowly followed him down the stairs. "Seriously?" Steve asked groggily, as he poked his head out of his and Phyllis's room as Mark trudged by. "You heard the boy!" Mark said. "If I have to get up too, then you all do too! C'mon! Oh and Merry Christmas!" "Humbug!" Steve grunted, then he smiled though and both he and Mark chuckled. "We'll be right down." * * * "Gran! You're up already!" Aaron cried as he tumbled into the kitchen and was surprised to find her sitting at the table, in her robe, drinking a cup of coffee and reading the paper. Something yummy smelling was coming from the oven. "Of course Dear," Gran smiled. "I've been waiting to open presents! Where've you been?" Aaron laughed then and so did she. Mark joined in as he stepped into the room. "Ohhh Coffeee! Thank God!" he said, smiling, as he spied the full pot on the coffee maker. "I know the feeling!" Gran said, chuckling again. Mark noticed Gran looked rather tired, and asked, "So what time did you get up anyway?" "You don't want to know!" Gran said. As Mark reached for a mug and picked up the coffee pot, he looked over at Gran, who was watching him, and raised his eyebrows questioningly. "I woke up around 3:00 and realized I'd forgotten to get the dough ready for our cinnamon buns last night before we turned in, so I got back up and made the dough. By the time I was finished, it was going on 4:00. Then I had to get back up at 5:00 to pound them down and get them in the pan. By then, I decided the heck with it and made a pot of coffee. I'm surprised how early the paper arrives here too. I heard it hit the front door about 5:30. Anyway, here I am, the buns are almost finished baking. I'm going to need a nap soon though!" Gran said, smiling wearily. "Good grief!" Mark said. "We could've had something else if you forgot to make the bun dough!" "Not on Christmas morning!" Gran declared, looking scandalized. "We ALWAYS have homemade cinnamon buns as we open our gifts! Then, a big brunch afterward!" "Well, the buns certainly smell wonderful Mom," Steve said, as he and Phyllis stumbled into the kitchen, "But Mark's right, you could've skipped them if you'd forgotten to make them before you went to bed. Especially if we're having brunch later too. I hate to think of you being up half the night." "Oh, I'm fine!" Gran said, "and we ALWAYS have cinnamon buns!" "Smells like they're ready to come out Mom!" Phyllis said, and she stepped over to the stove and peeked in the oven window. "Looks like it too!" "Well, pull them out and give them a poke and see!" Gran said, as she began getting up. "Stay there Mom, I got it," Phyllis said. "I know you do dear, and you'll have to handle it. I have to 'hit the head' as Mark says! All this coffee's going though me quickly!" Gran said, chuckling. Everyone smiled and laughed with her as she headed for the bathroom, while Phyllis pulled the buns out of the oven. "MMMmmmm..." Aaron said, holding his face over the buns, and breathing in deeply. "They sure do smell good!" Steve said, smiling. "Wait'll Gran frosts 'em yet!" Aaron said, smiling. "They'll have to sit a few minutes before she can," Phyllis said, "otherwise it'll run right off them. Meanwhile, we can get our coffee." While they waited for Gran to return, and the buns to cool enough to be frosted, everyone got something to drink, and sat down at the table. "I wish they'd hurry up and cool!" Aaron griped, looking at the clock. "Can't wait to see what Santa left you 'eh?" Mark said grinning. "Probably a lump of coal!" "That's what'll be in YOUR stocking Mister!" Aaron crabbed, glaring at Mark. Everyone laughed. "OK, let's see if these can be frosted yet!" Gran said, walking back into the kitchen. "Yup!" she pronounced a moment later, after touching the top of one. Quickly then, she picked up a bowl of frosting she'd already made, and a spoon, and began spooning dollops of frosting onto each bun. The warmth of the buns, melted the frosting just enough, so that the glob she'd placed on it spread over the entire bun. As soon as she was done, she grabbed a big knife and the pan of buns, using a pot holder, and brought them to the table. For the next few minutes, everyone was quiet, except for the smacking of lips and appreciative exclaimations over how good the buns tasted. As soon as Aaron had eaten 3 buns, he sat back in his chair, and as everyone else finished eating, he smiled and rubbed his belly and said, "That was great! Now, can we get to the presents????" Everyone laughed, and Phyllis said, "I guess so, but wash your hands first - I don't want stickiness all over everything!" Chucking, everyone got up, and Aaron and Mark quickly headed to the bathroom, while Steve and Phyllis helped Gran pick up. A few minutes later, everyone was finally assembled in the living room together. "OK, go for it!" Phyllis said, grinning, and everyone was a little surprised at the alacrity with which Aaron dove under the tree and began yanking out presents, and handing them off to whoever the tag said they were for. Within a couple minutes, Aaron had pulled out and handed out all the presents, and everyone had a pile sitting next to them. "Oh my!" Gran said, looking at the large pile next to her. "I don't ever remember receiving so many presents!" "It does seem to be a rather generous year!" Phyllis said, a little surprised herself at how many gifts were sitting in everyone's piles. "Well, let's get opening!" Steve said, grinning somewhat like an anxious boy himself, causing Phyllis to chuckle. It was rather noisy then for a while, as everyone opened their presents. Aaron of course joyously ripped the paper off his, letting out happy yelps as he discovered what was inside each. Mark too ripped the paper off his, grinning at the contents when he saw what they were. The adults all were a little more reserved, and more carefully unwrapped their gifts, each hoping to save some of the wrapping paper, so that it might be able to be reused in the future, rather than just thrown out. Each was smiling, and exclaiming appreciatively though as they revealed what was inside each of their packages as well. When it was over, everyone had received several practical things they needed, as well as several fun things they had wanted, and everyone was happily admiring their spoils. Aaron was delighted with a new laptop to replace his old PC, several video games for the laptop, some specialized lego kits, some books he'd wanted, and gift cards for music and games. He also got some less exciting, but still appreciated and, now that he had grown, badly needed, new clothes! Mark was happy with a couple of computer games, some music, a video CD he'd wanted, a couple books, and some skate board accessories, as well as some gift cards, and also some clothes. Steve received a couple of magazine subscriptions, a couple books, some tools Phyllis had noticed him looking at in a catalog, a new briefcase because his was getting older, and a few new neckties. Phyllis received perfume, jewelry, a couple of sweaters, a gift certificate to her favorite crafts' store, and a Kindle, along with a gift card for books for it. And Gran got a sweater, some new slippers, a couple new aprons, another cook book, a large amount of yarn for her knitting and crocheting projects, and some gardening tools and supplies to start a window garden. After everyone had admired each other's gifts, Gran announced she was going go get dressed, then get brunch ready. Phyllis said she'd get dressed and help. And, Steve was tasked with starting a fire. "Ummm... we're gonna go shower and put on some clean clothes then," Aaron announced. Mark noticed that Aaron's face was a little flushed, and that he had wore an aroused expression. Everyone else was so busy, they didn't catch it though. "Good idea!" Phyllis said. "I thought those were the clothes you were wearing yesterday!" Everyone quickly set off in different directions then. * * * When they reached the third floor landing, Aaron quickly began stripping and tossing his clothes through his bedroom door. "Gonna join me in the shower?" he asked Mark a moment later, as he stood in Mark's open doorway grinning at him, with his hardon bobbing up and down slightly. Mark, who'd only managed to pull his shirt off so far, stopped unbuckling his belt and looked at Aaron, and laughed. "I guess," he said, huskily, feeling his own hardon straining against the front of his pants. He hadn't intended to do anything else with Aaron, due to not wanting to cheat on Chris, but, it was Christmas, and he didn't want to ruin it for Aaron, or himself, and the thought of showering with Aaron was just too enticing to him. As Aaron stood grinning, and watching him, Mark quickly finished stripping, revealing as he pulled his pants down, his own excitement, which caused Aaron's grin to broaden, and his hardon to stiffen fully for a moment. Quickly Mark grabbed his tube of lubricant, and followed Aaron into their bathroom then, shutting the door behind them. "I gotta take a dump first," Aaron announced and he awkwardly leaned forward, and held his boner pointing downward, as he lowered himself down on the toilet seat. A moment later, his face darkened and tensed, and he pushed for a couple seconds. Finally, he relaxed and smiled slightly. He leaned forward a bit, and Mark heard him begin peeing. A moment later, Aaron spun the toilet paper roll, ripped off several sheets, wadded it up, then stood partially up, dabbed the tip of his penis, then squeezed the wad and reached behind him, and gave himself a good wipe. Mark saw only a time smear of shit on the paper, and glancing down saw a long thick log floating in the toilet. It looked firm. Aaron dropped his dirty wad of TP in the toilet, spun the roller again, and created a second wad, which he used to wipe himself twice more. He dropped that in the bowl and straightened up, turned and flushed. Mark noticed Aaron's erection had softened a bit. "From the size of that shit you took, I guess your ass is all set for my dick, eh?" he said to Aaron, grinning. "Oh yeah!" Aaron grinnned back at him, and a second later, Mark saw that Aaron's cock was at full staff again. "Well, bend over then, and I'll get right to it!" Mark suggested, in a husky voice, his dick stiffening completely, then relaxing slightly. Smiling, but looking "hot", Aaron turned and bent forward over the vanity, laying on top of a towel that was laying folded up on the edge of it. He spread his feet apart a little. Mark breathed in deeply through his nose, as his cock flexed again, while he quickly unscrewed the top of his tube of lubricant. He squirted a bit of jelly onto the tips of his index and middle fingers, then reached for Aaron's splayed butt cheeks. "Mmmmmm..." Aaron moaned softly, as he felt the cold jelly touch his anus, then Mark firmly rubbing his pucker. "AAAAWWWmmmmm!!!!!" Aaron groaned, when, a second later, Mark firmly pressed both his fingers through Aaron's opening, which was still a little loose from the shit Aaron had pushed out of it a couple minutes earlier. "AWwwww!!!" Aaron groaned some more, as Mark's fingers slid into his rectum, and the tips of them pressed firmly against, and slid over his prostate gland. His penis flexed violently, and he felt some precum flood his urethra already. For a few seconds then, gently, and slowly at first, Mark slid his fingers in and out of Aaron's ass, raking the tips of them over Aaron's love button. Aaron moaned happily the whole time. As Mark worked on Aaron, he himself became quickly more and more aroused, and within seconds, he was vigorously rubbing back and forth over Aaron's gland, causing Aaron's moaning to become more pronounced, and pre-seminal fluid to begin leaking from the tip of his urethra. "You're gonna make me cum if you keep doing that!" Aaron growled finally. "Give me your cock now already!" Smiling, Mark pulled his fingers out of Aaron, squirted a bit more lubricant into the palm of his hand, and used it to grease up his throbbing member. A moment later, after Mark stepped up behind Aaron, and centered the tip of his cockhead up against Aaron's anus, Aaron groaned gutterly as Mark pushed his hips forward, forcing Aaron's sphincter to give way, allowing Mark's throbbing, hot, rod to slide up inside him. "MMMmmmm...." Aaron moaned, overjoyed at the feeling of Mark's firmness invading his rectum. He loved feeling Mark inside him like that! Mark continued sliding his slick dick forward until the front of his pelvis was pressed firmly against Aaron's buttock, his pubic hair smashed between the two of them, and his penis was buried as deeply up inside Aaron, as he could shove it. Aaron could feel the large knob, that was Mark's cock head pressing against something way up inside his body, and it made him flex, and grip at the base of Mark's hard tool. This of course caused Mark to flex, which Aaron felt deep inside himself. Mark only waited a few seconds, before he began pulling back out of his younger half-brother. He withdrew until just the head of his dick was still lodged inside Aaron's rectum, pulled right up against the inside of his sphincter. Mark paused just a moment, then firmly, but gently, he thrust his hips forward again, shoving his manhood deep inside the boy again, causing Aaron to groan with pleasure. Slowly at first then, Mark repeated, over and over, the same movements. Pulling nearly out of the boy, then shoving himself all the way back up inside him. Over and over, Mark slid his tool in and out of Aaron for a minute or so, until finally, Mark's level of arousal began to quickly increase, which caused his hip motion to speed up. Within seconds then, Mark was roughly slamming his hard penis in and out of Aaron's asshole, causing Aaron to gasp and grunt, and eventually, as he felt his own arousal mounting again, groan with pleasure. The whole time Mark was fucking him, Aaron's penis was drooling pre-cum. When Mark sped up and began actually rutting in and out of him, the drool became a steady stream of pre-jizz. Finally, Aaron couldn't stand it any longer, and as Mark began fucking him even more roughly, Aaron reached for his dripping hardon, and let some precum drool into the palm of his hand, then he wrapped his hand around himself, and used his own precum to lubricate his cock, as he began rapidly beating off, while his older step-brother, rapidly and roughly sodomized him. Within less than a minute, both Aaron and Mark felt their orgasms were about to begin. Both were red-faced and panting, and Aaron's hand was sliding up and down his own tool, just as fast as Mark was shoving his tool in and out of Aaron's hole. Soon, both boys had begun to tremble, and each was trying to fight off the inevitable, in order that his orgasm would be all the stronger. In the end, it was Aaron who climaxed first. As Mark fucked him faster and harder, Aaron began beating off even faster and harder, and suddenly he felt the tension building exponentially within him, and then all of a sudden, his body spasmed, and he gasped as he blew a huge glob of semen out of his dick, and at the same time squeezed at Mark's shaft, as it slid back up into him. "OOOHhhhhh!!!" he groaned, even as he felt his body tensing for another explosion, as Mark withdrew from him. Then, as Mark plunged back up into his intestines, and exploded, groaning himself, flooding Aaron's insides, Aaron gasped and gripped at Mark's shaft, as he blew another wad of jism against the front of the vanity. For several seconds then, as Mark continued vigorously rutting in and out of Aaron, tensing, and groaning with pleasure, as he emptied his balls inside Aaron, Aaron's hand continued whipping up and down his own shaft, and his body spasmed several more times, squirting more and more semen against the front of the vanity, as he gasped and moaned happily. Within seconds of the commencement of Mark's orgasm, Aaron's began to fade, and he slowed his hand action down. A few seconds later, Mark's orgasm began to wane as well, and he too slowed down. When it was over, Mark slid his cock all the way inside Aaron, and lay down over his back and hugged him, bringing a huge smile to Aaron's lips, as he squeezed and pulled on his own dick a little yet. "Damn that was nice!" Mark gasped finally, and he leaned over and nibbled at Aaron's left ear. Aaron giggled a little at the feeling of Mark's mouth licking and nipping at his ear, but finally agreed, "Yeah, it was." Mark straightened up then, and pulled his shrinking dick out of Aaron's ass. He smiled when he saw that Aaron's hole remained open a little, and that a bit of his semen was beginning to drool back out of him. Playfully, before Aaron could get up, Mark used his index finger to wipe up the dribble of his own semen that was starting to flow back out of Aaron's rectum, and he pushed it back up inside Aaron's hole, and firmly rubbed his finger over Aaron's slightly swollen prostate gland, causing Aaron to moan and clench involuntarily. Smiling, Mark finger fucked Aaron a few seconds like that, using his own jism as lubricant. As much as he enjoyed it, Aaron enjoyed it even more! Before Mark decided to stop, Aaron's penis was hard again. Smiling, Mark pulled his fingers out of Aaron and told Aaron to stand up and spin around, which Aaron did. Mark immediately reached between the boy's legs and slid his finger back up inside Aaron's rectum, and began rubbing his prostate again, while at the same time, he lassoed Aaron's nearly fully erect penis that was flopping about, and began sucking on it, and with his free hand, he cupped and began kneading Aaron's already slightly aching balls. "MMMMMmmmm..." Aaron moaned happily, and he reached behind himself and planted his hands firmly on the edge of the vanity. Mark sucked on Aaron a little longer, and before long, Aaron's legs were trembling, and he was heaving for breath, as he felt yet another orgasm forming. Mark continued working on him, and slowly, Aaron's level of arousal rose, and shortly, Aaron was thrashing in front of Mark, as Mark serviced him, reveling in the flavor of Aaron's pre-seminal fluid. As Aaron's excitement grew then, his legs began to literally shake, and Mark wondered if he was going to collapse. "OOOOohhh!!!" Aaron gasped finally, and Mark tasted a bit of saltiness in his mouth, as he felt Aaron's sphincter feebily clamping around his finger. Mark sucked on Aaron for a few more seconds, and every second, Aaron, grunted or gasped, and clenched his finger, expelling a bit more semen into Mark's mouth. "Mmmmm... man!" Aaron moaned, smiling happily, when his orgasm was finally over. His balls ached, but otherwise, he felt wonderful. "Yeah!" Mark said, sitting back on his heels and smiling up at Aaron. "I gotta sit a minute," Aaron said, apologetically. Mark slid his finger out of Aaron, and sat back so Aaron could pass shakily by him. Relieved, Aaron sank down on the toilet and smiled. "My legs were gonna give out!" Mark chuckled and said, "sign that you had a great time!" "You can say that again!" Aaron grinned. The two rested a few minutes then, and finally, Aaron said, "So, let's get in the shower, so I can clean your cock off, and give you a blow job too!" Grinning, Mark got up and stepped in the shower, He turned on the water and adjusted it, and then Aaron got up and joined him in the shower. Mark thoroughly enjoyed how thoroughly Aaron washed him, and he nearly came before Aaron finally knelt and took his member in his mouth. It was only a few seconds then before as a result of Aaron's mouth, and slipperly hands handling his balls and rubbing his hole that Mark gasped, and blew a river of semen down Aaron's throat! Happily Aaron swallowed and continued working on Mark, until Mark had cum a few more times, and finally, his orgasm ended. Both boys were fully spent by then, and quickly finished washing each other. They rinsed, then got out, dried off, dried their hair, then went back to their own rooms and got dressed. Finally, the two headed back downstairs. They were just in time for a huge brunch Gran had prepared. * * * The family spent the rest of the day together then, enjoying Christmas. That evening, when their celebrating was over, everyone went to bed a little earlier than usual. Alone in his room, Mark spoke on the phone with Chris for a while, as Aaron, who was also alone in his room did with Kyle as well. Neither of the conversations were as cheerful as they usually were though, as both Mark and Aaron were feeling guilty for having cheated on their boyfriends with each other. If Chris or Kyle noticed though, neither asked about it, apparently still high from their own family celebrations. Once Mark had hung up with Chris, he was both somewhat depressed, and rather horny. He was still upset with himself for having cheated on Chris. And, at the same time, as Chris hadn't been alone when they spoke, they hadn't been able to have cyber or phone sex together, like they usually did, so Mark's penis was still semi-erect. As Mark thought over the events of the last few days, his hand settled on the lump in his jeans, and absent mindedly, he began squeezing and kneading his half-stiff cock. Almost instantly, his body responded, and within seconds, he was fully hard. Smiling slightly to himself, he continued massaging his member, as he imagined at first, Chris's hand pleasuring him in prelude to their both getting naked and making love. As he continued playing with himself though, the image in his mind morphed into Aaron, rather than Chris. Mark's cock flexed firmly and he breathed in deeply through his nose as he switched over to thinking about the encounters he'd had with Aaron the night before, and earlier that morning. Quickly Mark's mood darkened, and he began feeling deeply guilty for having cheated on Chris. At the same time though, his hand continued manipulating his burgeoning tool, and he couldn't get Aaron's hot, naked image out of his mind. "God Dammit!" Mark gasped, leaping off the bed, and quickly starting to strip naked. "I have to make sure I never do another thing with Aaron again!" Quickly Mark finished undressing, then he flopped down on his bed and pulled his tube of lubricant from his night stand drawer. He popped the top open, and squirted a liberal amount of the jelly into his hand, then set the tube down and reached for his throbbing hardon. "Mmmmm..." he moaned softly, smiling slightly, as the movements of his slipperly hand up and down his rigid cock began to send shivers of pleasure rocketing through his body. * * * Aaron's conversation with Kyle was similar to Mark's with Chris. And, like Mark and Chris, Aaron and Kyle hadn't had the opportunity to have phone sex either. Consequently, as he hung up with Kyle, Aaron too was sporting serious wood, and his nostril were flaring. Like Mark, Aaron too hopped up off his bed, and stripped down. Then, having flopped back down on his bed, he too had taken his cock in his hand, and was slowly masturbating. He hadn't stopped to lube up just yet though. And, like Mark, as Aaron pleasured himself, he thought first of Kyle, then his thoughts too moved to his hot step-brother, and soon his hand was moving more swiftly up and down his dick. "Why can't I just have sex with both of them???" Aaron whispered in an anguished tone to himself as he molested himself. "I mean, Mark's my brother! Shouldn't it be alright for me to be with him as well as my boyfriend????" As Aaron continued jacking off, his thoughts about the sex he and Mark had had earlier caused him to become hornier, and hornier. Finally he couldn't take it any longer, and leaped up off his bed and strode, cock in hand yet, to his door. Aaron stepped through his own bedroom door, and looked over at Mark's. The floor in front of it was lit by light emanating within Mark's room. "Good! He's still up!" Aaron said to himself. He stepped softly over to Mark's door, turned his head, and put his ear up to the door. He heard nothing... then, after listening hard, he heard the unmistakeable soft squeaking of Mark's bed springs, and a soft low moan from Mark. Grinning, and not bothering to knock, Aaron opened the door, stepped inside, and shut the door behind him. "What the Hell?" Mark gasped, opening his eyes upon hearing his door open and shut. His fist stopped moving up and down, but he didn't let go of his penis. "Good!" Aaron grinned. "You're all lubed up! Legally it's still Christmas you know. How'd you like to slide that hot cock of yours' up my hungry ass???" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter of this story will be published soon...