Date: Fri, 16 Jul 2010 02:17:56 -0300 From: Matt Swimmers Subject: Big Brothers Boxers Part 3 As always, send any comments/questions/complaints/typos/dirty photos to subboyns@gmail.com. I love to hear from you guys, it makes writing these all worthwhile. :) The usual disclaimers apply, if you're not old enough to be reading this, or if consensual sex between two guys offends you, please don't read on! Also, the sex in this story isn't safe sex, because fictional characters can't get diseases. But you can, so always play safe! Brent I was trying my hardest to concentrate on the music, I really was. However, the sight of my boyfriend James in his low slung cargo shorts, showing off a pair of silk boxers was a bit more than I could handle. The guitar around his shoulders and the sound of his voice under the din of my drums were sexy as hell too. But it was the multiple shades of blue peeking up above his shorts that had my attention. Mainly because they were my boxers. I had on a pair too, showing above my red basketball shorts, black with gold leopard spots. He finished the song with a flourishing strum of his guitar. "Good job guys!" He said, running his hand through his shaggy hair. He unslung his guitar, his chest hair glistening with sweat. "You missed a few fills there Brent." Anthony, our bassist said to me, grabbing his water bottle. "I mean you kept the beat and all, it just wasn't up to your usual exciting standards." "Yeah, kinda tired today." I said, trying to brush it off. "It was still pretty good." James said with an encouraging smile. I was kind of tired, since I had been up with James most of the night before, fucking around with he and his little brother Connor. Tonight it was just going to be the two of us though, since my parents were out of town for a few days as well. They knew we were dating and all, but it was nice to be able to fool around wherever we wanted in the house. My mind started to wander back to the night before. I finally had fucked Connor, the night after his brother had popped his cherry. He was so fucking tight I could barely believe it... James started to strum the intro to the next song, so I shook my head to clear it up and grabbed my sticks. There would be time for remembering later, when I had James wrapped in my arms. For now, all that mattered was the music. Connor I was doing up a load of laundry, mostly dirty underwear from the past four days, and sighed. I missed my brother and his boyfriend like crazy. They'd been with me for most of the past few days, introducing me to the pleasures of sex. And I was hooked. My prudish and overbearing parents were gone for a few weeks, and James and I had taken advantage of our newfound sense of freedom. James and Brent (his boyfriend) wanted a night to themselves, which I didn't mind, and I decided that it would be good for me to chill out for the night, so my best friend Cliff was coming over. We'd probably just play xBox all night and relax, which would be a nice change from the sexual overload of the past week. He was going to be over in an hour or so, so after I threw the next load in the dryer, I went upstairs to grab a quick shower. As I was getting dried off I went to my room to get dressed, and saw the pile of boxers I'd washed earlier in the day. Right on top was a pair of silk ones that Brent had left, dark purple. Apparently they were the ones he'd been wearing the first time he and James had sex. I smiled to myself a little and put them on. I got a little turned on knowing the history behind them, but put my hormones out of my mind. I put on some denim shorts and a grey t-shirt, and folded all the laundry I'd done already. Whatever else was down there I'd just leave until Cliff was gone tomorrow. And now, to wait for Cliff. Brent We finished up the last song like usual, crashing drums and James just wailing on his guitar. We gave each other high fives and the usual pep talks, but Anthony and Colin, our other guitarist, had to take off for a party. James and I didn't really mind, since it was supposed to be our date night anyways. James picked up the white wife beater he'd been wearing before and wiped his face off, his hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. He looked so cute like that. "What did you think?" He asked. He'd been taking some vocal lessons and had been improving quite a lot. "Much better today than before, those lessons are paying off for you man." "Thanks." He said, a little blush creeping into his cheeks. "You seemed a little distracted today." "Well you had to take your shirt off and start showing off those boxers." I said, giving the waistband a playful tug. "Oh really?" He laughed. "Fuck, I would have covered up if I'd have known I was messing you up like that." "Oh never feel like you have to cover up around me." I said, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind. "No it's ok man, I'll wear a burqa next time." He laughed as he put his arms on mine. I kissed at the side of his neck. "Don't worry though, I was horny as fuck the whole time, wearing these." He sighed as I kissed down his back a little, my hands drifting down to grope at his crotch. "I figured." I chuckled. "I don't know if I should wear these when we're playing, it seems to distract us both." "But you look so fucking good in them." I murmured, undoing his cloth belt. I was kneeling behind him now, kissing his back. "I hope I look as good as you do." "Even better." I dropped the belt to the ground. "I doubt it." He said, turning around. His bulging shorts were at a level with my eyes now. "Look at what you did now. I thought we were at least gonna grab a shower after practice." He laughed as I kissed at his hairy abs, licking up his chest and stomach. "You know I like you sweaty." I said, ignoring his protests. "I know..." He sighed. "Shut up and enjoy it." I laughed, dropping back to my knees and undoing his shorts. I pulled them down with my teeth, his hard cock tenting up the boxers. I kissed at the bulge in them as he ran his hands through my hair. "Oh god Brent... you make me so fucking horny." He moaned as I licked at the wet spot on his boxers. I ran my hands up his leg and one of them creeped into the back of his boxers, groping at his fuzzy ass cheeks. "Fuck..." He sighed again as I started to suck earnestly at his pole through the silk. I started to blow him right there, surrounded by our instruments. Lyrics of songs that we'd written about each other were on the walls. His moans didn't echo in the soundproof room. I pulled his cock out of the fly in the boxers and took it down my throat, gasps and sighs now coming from James' mouth. It felt good to have him to myself for a change. As much as I enjoyed our time with his brother, it was nice to have my boyfriend alone. For today at least. I was jacking him off with one hand as I swirled my tongue around his cock head, licking up the precum that spilled out. I made a groan of pleasure as I tasted his juices, squeezing his cock to get every drop that I could. He pulled me up and smiled, then dropped to his knees. He pulled my shorts and boxers down in one motion and took my dick between his lips. "I love you." He whispered as my cock sat on his lips. "I love you too." I said, running my hand down his face. He started to suck and I backed up a little against the wall, bracing myself for the waves of pleasure coursing through me. "Fuck..." I sighed, kicking my shorts aside. I saw James pull his the rest of the way off with his free hand. I let him blow me for a few more minutes before I pulled him up and kissed him. "Let's go to the other room." He whispered in my ear. "Why?" "I want you to fuck me." He grunted with a smile. "Right now?" I raised my eyebrows. "Right now, and hard." I didn't need more of an invitation than that. We went into the other room and he bent over the arm of the couch, his ass sticking up in the air. We kept a blanket draped over the couch after we got some cum on it the first time we had sex there. I gave him a light spank and laughed, grabbing the lube we kept hidden in a desk drawer. "Oh I've been looking forward to this." He sighed. "We could have done it last night." "No we were too busy fucking Connor." He laughed. "I suppose..." I said, kneeling down behind him and spreading his ass cheeks with my hands. "Maybe he'd like to watch his big brother getting fucked." "I hadn't thought of that..." James said, his voice raising at the end as my tongue made contact with his hole. I leaned back long enough to say "Maybe tomorrow night we should show him?" And then dove back into the rim job. "Maybe." He said between gasps and moans. I loved James' ass. It was muscular, furry and it's hard to explain, but it was just the perfect ass as far as I was concerned. I could spend hours rimming him. But I could tell from the way he was wiggling his hips he wanted more. I kept assaulting his ass with my tongue as I squirted some lube down on my cock. "You ready for this baby?" I said, standing up and positioning myself. "Just fuck me!" He begged. "Sure thing." I smirked, pushing my cock head inside of his puckered hole. He let out a gasp (it had been a few weeks since I had topped him) as his hole adjusted to my rod inside of it. Soon enough he was begging for more and bucking his hips in time with my thrusts. I slapped his ass lightly as I pounded away. He managed to stand up and lean backwards, tilting his head back to kiss me as I fucked him. My hands reached around and found his dripping cock, and I started to jack him off along with my fucking. His tongue desperately shot out into my mouth, his moans getting louder and louder as I my slick hands pulled his foreskin back and forth over his head. "Oh my god you're so fucking good at that..." He moaned, practically into my mouth. I kept one hand jacking him, and the other one moved up to his chest. I ran my hand through his chest hair, then started to play with his nipple. He stopped kissing me, but held his back to my chest. He moved his hands behind his head and he played with my hair as I fucked him harder and harder. "I'm gonna cum soon." He squeaked out. "I hope so baby." I grunted. "Gonna cum while I fuck you?" "Oh god Brent, I don't know if I could handle that..." He laughed, his voice jumping with every thrust of my cock. "I bet you can." I said, licking his neck. "I bet you could very soon. Cum while I'm railing you with my fucking dick." "Oh..." He moaned, his body sagging back against me. I knew he was seconds away from cumming, so I took my hand from his nipple and moved it down to his ball sack. I felt him tense up again, and I moved my finger across the space behind his balls, between his sack and his hole. He let out a scream and started to cum. "Fuck yeah!" I groaned, feeling his hole spasm around my dick. He screamed again and I felt his cock jump in my hand, shot after shot spewing forth from his rod. I kept jerking even after he fell back down on the couch, listening to him whimper as his cock deflated in my hand. "I'm gonna cum soon too baby." I hissed. "Where do you want it?" "On my back." He sighed. "Sure thing!" I cried, pulling my dick from his hole. He sighed as I started to jack off, and in a matter of seconds I was shooting. My first shot went past his head and landed with a `plop' on the couch, the next three landed on his back. I knew what he wanted, and I bent down to lick it off his back as he laid there underneath of me, bent over the couch. He sighed and groaned as I licked up every bit of jizz on his back, then flipped him over. There was cum all over his chest and the blanket over the couch, and he could barely talk as he smiled up at me. We kissed again, slow and passionate this time. "I love you Brent..." He whispered again as we laid down on the couch, oblivious to the semen everywhere. "I love you too James." I said, wrapping my arms around him. "We need a shower." He chuckled. "And to wash that blanket." "In a few minutes, let's just relax here." "Sounds good to me." Connor I was sitting downstairs watching some TV when I heard a knock at the door. I ran up to let Cliff in. He was standing there in a black t-shirt and blue plaid shorts. "Hey Connor." He said, stepping inside. His dad was already pulling out of the driveway and waved as he went down the road. Cliff was a good looking guy I realized with a blush. I mean, I must have always known but somehow the past few days had awoken something inside of me. He was 15 and around my height, with close cropped black hair and green eyes. He was slender, but had a little bit of definition in his arms and chest. "How's it hanging?" He asked. "Pretty boring at the moment, my brother and his –" I stumbled for a second. "-friend have been here for the past few days but they're out at band practice now." "Ahh cool. That kinda sucks, I was hoping to kick his ass at some games later." He laughed. James was notoriously bad at video games, but loved them nonetheless. "You'll have to settle for getting your ass kicked by me." I said with a laugh. He punched my arm lightly. "Whatever. You're going down tonight!" I spent the last few nights going down, I thought to myself with a smile. Gosh, come on Connor. Keep your mind out of the gutter. Maybe I shouldn't have worn the silk boxers, they seemed to keep me on the edge of an erection, which probably wasn't helping my hormones any. If I could get away sometime I'd go change. "So what's the plan? You hungry?" "Yeah, wanna order something?" "Pizza?" "Pizza works. You wanna do the usual order?" "Sure thing." He said, fishing his cell phone out of his pocket. The owner of one of the local pizza places was friends with Cliff's dad, so he got pizzas for pretty cheap. It was a sweet deal. I took Cliff's bag upstairs to my room as he called. "So how've you been?" He asked when I got back downstairs. Fuck, I'd forgotten to change. Oh well, next time. "I haven't seen you online the past couple of days." "Yeah, James and Brent kept me pretty busy." I said. "Beach trips, road trips, dinners, they even want me to record some backup vocals for them in the band." "Sweet! You should learn to play an instrument too." He said as we went downstairs and sat down by the xBox. "You think so?" "Yeah! Maybe then you could be a full time member rather than a backup singer." He grabbed a controller and started up a fighting game. We kept up our conversation as our characters beat the crap out of each other. "Like they have two guitarists and a bassist and a drummer, maybe keyboards?" "That sounds complicated." I laughed. "They aren't really. My sister plays piano and keyboards in a band, she could probably teach you." "That would be fantastic!" I exclaimed. "Yeah, or maybe you could learn guitar and then James could just concentrate on singing. I'd say ask him next time you see him, they might not want either, but they might jump at the chance." "That's a good idea Cliff! Do you play anything?" "Psh, no. I'm tone deaf. Couldn't even handle basic chords on the guitar. My sister got all the musical talent in the family. Sounds like it's spread out in yours." "I never really thought about it, but I guess so." I laughed. "I've heard you sing before, you're pretty good." "When?" "Just like singing along to the radio and stuff, you probably don't even realize you're doing it. Shit!" He grunted as he missed a block and my character gave his a rather nasty uppercut. He looked around like he'd done something wrong. "Remember, my parents are gone. We can swear all we want." I laughed. "Oh shit yeah, I thought your mom was going to come down and give me one of her talks." He laughed. "You know the ones." "Oh, the sweet voice and the holier than thou attitude? I know." I rolled my eyes. "It's such a relief being here with James. We can eat what we want, curse when we want, walk around with our shirts off if we want to." I laughed. "Really?" Cliff asked. "Yeah, it's crazy." "God, I wish my dad would put clothes on once in a while. He wanders around in his boxers all the time." Cliff said sourly. I knew his dad. He was fucking gorgeous. I got a funny feeling in my stomach as I pictured that, and decided to go for a little probing. "Really?" I asked. "I wouldn't even know what kind of boxers my dad wears if it weren't for the laundry." "Oh he just wears like, black or grey boxers usually. Nothing extravagant. It's just embarrassing." Cliff jerked his body sideways as if that would help his character dodge. "I mean I wander around shirtless sometimes but at least put some pants on." He laughed. "Well if you want to here, feel free." I suggested, feeling another twinge of excitement in my stomach. "Maybe after dinner when I get into my pajamas." "Cool, me too." I smiled as I won the round. "Let's play something else." He laughed. Brent We were showered and had thrown the blanket in the washing machine when we decided to pick up some dinner. We threw on some fresh clothes and went down to the car. "Where to?" James asked. "We had my pick last time." "Somewhere reasonably private." I smiled at him. "It is an official date night after all." "God, we sound like an old married couple." James rolled his eyes as we got in the car. "Who has `date night' under the age of thirty?" "Guys that have to pretend to be straight a lot of the time." I said. "And guys that don't get to have real dates a lot." "I wish we didn't have to hide it as much. I love it when we're at your place and your parents know, and it's not a big deal. My mom would shit bricks for a week..." "She might not. You never know. It's different when it's your own kid. My dad had a little trouble at first but now he's completely cool with it." "Yeah, maybe... I'm still nowhere near ready to tell her." "Maybe you won't have to be the first one." "What do you mean?" "Well now that your brother is gay too..." I said, trailing off. "You think Connor would come out?" James laughed. "Fuck, the kid felt guilty jerking off after mom caught him once. I don't think he's ready to strap on some heels and march in a parade yet." I had to laugh at that one. "Come on James, give the kid some credit. He might surprise you. Or he might get caught somehow and your mom will find out anyway." "Oh fuck I hope not. It's gonna be hell not being able to fool around with him as much when they get back." He looked over at me. "We're still cool with that right?" "Don't be such a woman." I rolled my eyes. "You know how I feel about monogamy." "Ahh yes, a `Victorian concept' designed to `subjugate people into relationships based on fear instead of love and passion' I believe you said." He couldn't keep the humour out of his voice. "You don't seem to mind." "I know the deal, as long as we're safe, whatever we do on the side is fair game." "And...?" I said. "And it's only about the dick, never about the heart." He said softly, putting his hand on my leg. "And you'll never have to worry about that. You're the only one for me." "Well if you ever bring in a song about someone else I'm gonna smash your guitar over your head." I laughed. "I'll deserve it." He smiled. "So where are we going?" "The steak house." "Ah good, I love meat." He said with a wink. "Maybe this time we can get the waiter to come home with us." I laughed. "Haven't we had enough threesomes for one week?" He asked sarcastically. "I thought we were going back to your place tomorrow." I said with a smile. "Sounds like that's a recipe for a threesome right there." "Yeah well..." He was stumped. I just laughed as we pulled into the parking lot. "That's why I love you. You're terrible at debates." I said, ruffling his hair. "Go fuck yourself." He said jokingly. "I'd rather fuck you and your brother." "Tomorrow." He promised, and we went inside. Connor We put the leftover pizza into the fridge, and cleared off the table. Cliff let out a loud belch and I pretended to be offended. "I thought you were all about the freedom now." He laughed. "It only goes so far." "So shirtlessness is ok but a little burp isn't?" He smirked. "Oh I guess so." "Speaking of which, I'm gonna go change. You too?" He asked. "Oh sure." I followed him upstairs, feeling the pressure in my stomach rising again. He had his shirt off before we even got to my room, and I couldn't help but check out his lean torso. "Have you been working out?" I asked him. "Oh, a little." He said, looking down at himself and blushing. "Looks good." I said, taking my own shirt off. "Looks like you have been too. And what's with the boxers?" He asked, seeing the purple above my shorts. "I thought you were mister briefs." "Oh these?" I asked, dropping my shorts. "They're from my brother. He said he didn't like me walking around in my briefs so I should use his boxers while mom and dad are gone." "So you've fallen under the walking around in your underwear curse too?" He laughed, pulling his shorts down. "God." "Well I'll put some pajamas on now." I laughed. "How do those feel?" He asked, standing there in his red boxer briefs. "I mean, I've seen them before, but never worn a pair." "Pretty good." I answered. And something in my brain made a jump, something I probably wouldn't have suggested a few days ago. "Wanna try a pair on?" I asked. Cliff looked at them again and seemed to be curious. "Your brothers boxers though? Doesn't that seem weird?" Technically, my brother's boyfriend's boxers. But I wasn't about to share that little tidbit with him. "Nahh it's cool, I mean they're clean and all." He laughed. "Well I would hope so. Nahh, I'm good." He said, reaching into his bag and pulling out a pair of red plaid pajamas. I grabbed a pair of grey sweat pants and put them on, leaving them slung low enough to show off some of the boxers. "Let me know if you change your mind." I smiled, leading the way back downstairs. We turned the lights off and got back to the xBox, playing a racing game now. I kept peeking over at Cliff to check out his arms and body, wondering how he'd look in the different underwear upstairs. I pictured him in my briefs, in some of James' boxers and a few pairs of the silk ones that Brent had left. My racing sucked of course, distracted as I was. "You alright tonight? You're usually kicking ass at this." He said after I bombed another race. "Guess I'm just stuffed full of pizza." I tried to make an excuse. "Well get with the program dude." He laughed and went upstairs to get us some pop. He came back with two cans and sat down. We raced a bit more and I managed to collect my thoughts, until I heard his phone ring. "Oh god, it's Vanessa." He sighed, his girlfriend. "You better answer that." I said, rolling my eyes. She was a bitch. I couldn't stand her. He ran upstairs and answered the call. I just sat back on the couch and pictured him earlier, standing around my room in his boxer briefs. I heard him raising his voice after a few minutes, but couldn't tell what he was saying. He came back down about ten minutes later, grunting with exasperation. "What's up?" I asked. "Oh she's got her fucking panties in a twist because she got invited to a party and I wouldn't cancel our plans for tonight to go with her." He slammed himself down on the couch beside me. "Well, if you want to go..." I said. "Fuck that. All they do is go there, drink, get sick and then talk about how much fun they're having. Not my idea of a good time." Cliff and I were never part of the `popular' group at school, and he was only because he was dating Vanessa. "Yeah, not mine either." I'd never even had a drink before. "She always does this, she's such a selfish... selfish cunt." He spat out. "Tell us how you really feel." I laughed. "You know how I really feel, she's fucking stupid sometimes." "So why stay with her?" "I don't even know sometimes." "At least she's hot." Or so I thought. She didn't do shit for me, but all the guys at school seemed to be in awe of her. I picked up my drink and took a sip. "Yeah, too bad she gives head like a robot." I almost choked on my pop. "Jesus dude, wait till I'm done drinking." I laughed. "But is she really that bad?" "Oh yeah, and she won't fuck." "Why not?" "Her mom is worse than yours, cause she's that uptight, but it's all about the bible with her. So Vanessa thinks she's being sweet by saving herself for marriage." He took a drink himself. "I almost wish this was something stronger." He laughed. "So she's saving herself for marriage, but drinking and blowjobs are ok?" I raised my eyebrow. "Sounds like a little bit of a contradiction to me." "You know teenaged girls." He said, shrugging his shoulders. Not really, but I pretended to. "Sounds dumb. I'd dump her, especially for the robot head." I laughed. "Hey, maybe she'd do anal? That's still leaving her a virgin." We both laughed at that one. "Sometimes I wonder if my brother has the right idea." Cliff said, finally picking his controller back up. "Your brother?" I asked. "What about him?" "Oh, he's gay." Cliff said calmly. "Hope that doesn't bother you." "Why would it?" I asked, bewildered. I'd had no idea. "Oh some people are just dumb about it. I've known forever, so it's no big deal. I even met his husband last summer." He said, still focused on the TV. "Husband?" "Yeah dumbass, it's legal here in Canada. Has been for years." "Oh shit, I forgot about that." "Yep. They live in Toronto, both work in a bank somewhere, make tons of money and dress fantastically." He added a bit of a lisp on the last word. "Good for them!" I said, truthfully. It was good to hear that my best friend didn't mind gay people, if I could ever work up the courage to come out to him. "Yeah, and they probably get decent blowjobs and none of the fucking drama I get from her." His phone beeped and he took it out again. "See! She's fucking texting me now." "What about?" "Letting me know how mad she is." "Are you upset?" "Not in the fucking least." He said. "In fact, I'm ignoring whatever else she says. Tonight is just me and you. Whatever's crawled up her pussy can die there for all I care." "Fucking gross dude." "I know." He grinned. Brent We were finishing up dinner and paid, although our favourite waiter wasn't there that night. The waitress they gave us instead was bubbly and friendly, but she didn't quite give us the eye candy we were looking for. "If he ever stops working there we can never go back." James laughed as we got back into the car. "You actually pouted a little when the hostess said he was off tonight." "Did not." I blushed. "You totally did." He laughed. "I know I did, fuck off." I said, pretending to be angry. "You might make me jealous." He said with a playful tone. He leaned over on my shoulder and wrapped his arm around mine. "Lucky thing I know you're all mine." "Aw, I can't pretend to stay mad at you." I muttered, kissing his forehead. "Not when I'm so good in the sack." He smiled, reaching across my leg and tracing his finger around my crotch. "Oh come on, not when I'm driving." "Why not? You've never minded before. Hell, I've sucked you off while we were driving before." He whispered in my ear, licking at my neck. "Oh..." I bit my bottom lip. I thanked whatever gods were listening that the streets were practically empty as James undid my zipper and reached into my pants. His hand slipped inside and he stroked me through my boxers, getting me fully hard. He didn't move any further thankfully. As we turned the corner to my house, my hard on died almost instantly. "Fuck!" I said, slamming my hand on the wheel. "What?" He asked, his head popping up off of my shoulder. "Oh seriously?" He asked, seeing the same thing I did. My parent's van was in the driveway. "I thought they were gone." I moaned. "Guess we should see what's up." James sighed, doing my zipper back up. We went inside and my mom was there. She was a bigger lady, with wild black hair and a razor sharp sense of humor. I loved her to death, she was the perfect mom for a gay man. "Oh hey honey. Hey James." She said, giving us both hugs. Her eyes gleamed mischievously. "I see you boys put the blanket from the couch in the wash... Guess you spilled more uh, pop on it?" She elbowed me in the ribs. When I said my mom was the exact opposite of James' mom, I wasn't kidding. "Mom..." I groaned, trying not to look at James. I knew he'd be as red as a beet. Despite what I'd told Connor about James never blushing, my mom managed to get him every time. "Oh please boys, either you're both klutzy as all hell or you're teenagers with hormones." She laughed as James squirmed uncomfortably beside me. "What are you doing here?" I asked impatiently. "Oh calm down." She rolled her eyes. "I'd say you were so uptight you needed to get laid if I didn't know any better." James coughed a little, unable to meet her eyes. I glared at her and she just laughed. "Anyways, out flight was postponed until tomorrow, so we decided to come home rather than sleeping at the airport." "Oh." "Sorry if we're spoiling your alone time." She said. "Your father went out to the bar with his buddies of course. I'm holding down the fort here." "That's ok, we can go to James' place." I said. "His brother won't mind?" She raised her eyebrows. "No, he knows, it's cool." "Oh that's great! Glad to see he didn't inherit the stick up his ass that Sheila has!" Sheila was James' mother. "Don't say stuff like that mom!" I tried to say. "She's right." James said with a weak smile. My mom laughed uproariously at that. "You two lovebirds go have fun." She said, reaching into her purse. "Here's twenty bucks, buy yourselves something nice" "I wish you wouldn't call us lovebirds." I said, losing whatever patience I had left. "And I wish you wouldn't use the washing machine every time you..." "Bye mom!" I called, heading for the door. "Bye guys! Love you both!" "Love you too." I called back at her with a smile. She was exasperating, but I suppose it would be worse. Connor Of course, Vanessa's texts didn't stop. Every few minutes Cliff's phone would jingle, and then he'd read it, grunt under his breath and reply. "Why not just turn it off?" I asked. "Cause, she'll be even worse if I do that." "Maybe you should find a girl who isn't so fucking crazy." I laughed. "I wonder if there's any out there man. Have you met any?" "Not yet." "If you ever find one, let me know." His phone jingled again. "Fuck!" He read it for a bit but didn't reply. "You know, maybe you're right. Fuck this." He pressed the power button on his phone for a few seconds, then tossed it onto the floor. "Fuck her, fuck her shit, I'm here to have fun with my buddy, not appease her psychosis." He put his head down on my shoulder, and he actually seemed pretty upset. He put the controller down. "I think I've had enough for now Connor. Let's just relax for a bit." He turned off the TV and sighed. "Sure thing Cliff, you gonna be ok?" I put my arm around him, since I hadn't really seen him like this before, it was kind of weird. "Yeah I should be... I have to tell you something though. You know what I said earlier, about my brother?" "Yeah, it's no big deal. You aren't the only one with a gay older brother." I said, instantly realizing I'd just outed James. Cliff looked up at me in surprise. "James?" He asked. "Yeah." I blushed, I don't think he wanted me spreading that around like that. "And you don't care?" "No, fuck, he's my brother. What he does with his dick is his own business." I laughed, trying to play it off. "That's good to hear... your parents don't know obviously?" "No. Not many people do..." "His secret is safe with me... but I have a secret too." "What is it?" I asked, looking down at him. He sat back up and turned to face me on the couch. "Connor, I think I might be gay too. Or at least bi." He said, turning a deep shade of red. "It's crazy, because I have no idea where it came from. The past year I've just been, you know, noticing guys more and more." "Have you experimented at all?" "Well... No I can't tell you..." He trailed off. "Come on Cliff, you can tell me." "Last summer when I was staying with my brother and his husband... I caught them having sex. Like, I was outside the room while they were going at it, but they never knew." "So?" I laughed. "That's not so bad." "Dude, I was beating off watching my brother get it on with another guy." "Is your brother cute?" I asked with a smile. "Well, yeah..." "Would you have joined in if they asked?" I whispered. "Probably..." He mumbled. "I wanna show you something." I said, grabbing the TV remote. I turned it back on and turned to the station that Brent had shown me the other night, the gay porn station. Instantly, the image of two well muscled older guys fucking in a warehouse filled the screen. "Where did you find this?" He looked in awe at the TV screen, the hairy guys bracing themselves on chains hanging from the ceiling, their grunts and moans filling the room. "My brother's boyfriend showed it to me." I whispered. "While we were all down here jacking off together." He looked over at me sharply. "You're fucking with me. Seriously, you're going to make fun of me after I told you that?" "These are his boxers." I said, pushing down my pants a little. "What?" "It's Brent, the drummer in his band. And well, we did more than jack off." I put my hand on Cliff's leg. He jumped a little but didn't attempt to move it. "Seriously Connor? You're gay?" I saw his pajamas tented up like crazy, and reached up to grab at his bulge. "Seriously... I didn't have the nerve to tell you at first, but fuck..." His cock grew a little more under his cotton pants, it was probably around the same size as mine, maybe a little thicker. "Connor.. I..." He stammered as I reached inside of his pajamas, stroking his cock through his boxer briefs. He reached over to my crotch and his hand slipped inside my pants. "Oh wow those feel awesome..." He sighed as he stroked my cock. "Sure you don't wanna try them on?" I smiled. "I do now." "Well let's swap." I suggested, standing up and dropping my pants. "Like, right now?" "Yeah." "I mean, mine are a little wet from all of this..." He blushed. "So are mine." I smiled, rubbing my finger on the wet spot on my cock head. "But why does that matter?" I winked. He stood up and slowly pulled his pants and boxers down. His chest was completely smooth and he had a few hairs on his stomach, but his pubes were well trimmed. Mine were too, since Brent had helped me with that the night before. We stood there naked for a second, both enjoying the sight of each other naked. He was uncut like the rest of us. We stepped into the boxers and he let out a sigh. "Wow, these feel awesome." He said, stroking his package through the silk. His boxer briefs were a perfect fit on me, and I felt a rush of horniness as I felt the wet spot on them brushing up on my dick. "You think that feels good? Wait till you feel this." I said as I fell to my knees in front of him. His eyes grew wide as he realized what I meant to do, and they grew wider when I did. "Oh my god." He groaned as I licked at his silk encased cock. "Connor..." I rubbed my lips and tongue up and down his shaft, breathing in the musky scent of his crotch. He fell backwards onto the couch, but I didn't miss a beat. I kept my face buried in the silk, covering his package in my spit. I crawled between his hairy legs and pulled his cock out the leg hole in the boxers, pulling the skin back and licking the head clean. "Holy shit!" He gasped as his bare cock met my lips. "This is so hot Connor." "Turn the TV up." I told him. "I love hearing them fuck." He cranked the volume, the two guys on the TV really getting into their fucking now. But even over the noise of the TV, I could hear Cliff's noises of pleasure. "Am I better than a robot?" I called up to him with a wink. "A million fucking times better." He smiled. "Now keep it up!" Brent When we got back to James' place, he cautioned me to be quiet, as Connor was having a friend over to stay the night. However, when we got inside, the noises coming from the downstairs sounded like Connor was very much alone. "I wonder if Cliff cancelled on him." James mused to himself. "That's definitely a porn playing down there, unless Connor is getting double teamed by some old dudes." I laughed. "Well, either way I think we should go down and surprise him." James grinned and took off his t-shirt. "That sounds like a mighty fine plan." He hesitated as he undid his belt. "Well, I thought you just wanted it to be the two of us." I took off my shirt. "There's plenty of time for that. But how often do we get to sneak up on your horny little brother jacking his dick to some porn?" I smiled and wrapped my arms around James' shoulders. "Besides, like my mom said, she'd be gone soon anyways. We can reschedule the alone time. How's that sound?" "Sounds like we better get down there soon before he finishes." He laughed, dropping his shorts and kicking his sandals off. I joined him quickly, both of us wearing a pair of his boxers tonight. I had on a pair of red and white plaid boxers with a black waistband, and he had dark grey boxer briefs on. We were both a little hard as we started to creep down the stairs, coming around the corner to see... Connor "Holy fuck!" I heard a voice say from the doorway. Cliff and I both spun around to see James and Brent standing there, with quite surprised looks on their faces. Cliff jumped up off of the couch and tucked his cock back into the boxers. I turned the TV off quickly and turned to face Brent and James. "Guess he wasn't alone down here." Brent laughed. "Cliff, don't worry." I said, turning to him. "Remember what I told you..." "You were serious about that?" He asked, stunned but still hard. "Of course!" "You told him about us?" James asked. "Well, yeah." I admitted, suddenly embarrassed. "It was after I'd confessed a crush on my own brother, don't be mad at him." Cliff pleaded with James, who had a weird look on his face now. Brent was still grinning but James looked perturbed, as if his secret would possibly be leaked. "For real?" James asked. "Yeah. He told me how he'd fooled around with you guys... and he said that these were your boxers." He said, turning to Brent. "That they are." Brent's grin widened. "I see they're getting around even more now." "They're very nice." Cliff blushed as he said it. "Well, I suppose I can forgive you just this once." James said, his face breaking into a grin as well. "Come on Brent, what do you say we see how good these little cocksuckers are?" He said, throwing himself down on the couch. Brent sat down beside him. "Who gets who?" I asked, gazing at both of their tented boxers. "Cliff, what do you think?" Brent asked. Cliff moved as if he were dazed, kneeling in front of Brent and rubbing his boxers. "Guess you're mine first Connor." James grinned, pushing my head down onto his crotch. I licked and sucked as hard and fast as I could, and I realized just how crazy this night could get. James pulled his boxers down and his cock sprang up into the air. I didn't waste any time, I took the entire thing down into my mouth. "Fuck!" James grunted, and I could hear Brent's moans of pleasure as well. I wondered if Cliff had ever given a blowjob before, and reminded myself to ask him that later. For now, my brother's cock needed taking care of. I saw Cliff pulling Brent's dick free of his boxers and diving down on it beside me, and James had his head thrown back with pleasure as I sucked his cock. The night was silent aside from the two older boys moaning and groaning. After a few minutes they leaned in to start kissing each other. It took all of my concentration to keep sucking as I watched that. Somehow it was even sexier to watch them kissing, lips apart and tongues wrestling, than it was to watch them sucking each other anything else. Brent turned back to Cliff and grunted "Get up here." He pulled Cliff up into his arms and started to kiss him, his hands feeling up Cliff's ass through his boxers. I didn't stop sucking though, I wanted to get as much of James' precum down my throat as possible. Even as Brent and Cliff stood up, kicking their boxers aside, I stayed down on my knees, worshipping my big brother's cock. "Come on James, let us have a turn." Brent smiled, turning my head around to where Cliff and Brent's cocks were waiting for me. I sighed, taking Cliff's cock into my mouth and Brent's into my hand. With my other hand, I stroked James' cock while he sat on the sofa, watching the show. "Where did you get those bro?" James asked, his foot caressing my cock through the boxers. "Those are mine." Cliff said with a blush. "Really?" Brent asked. "They're sexy. Bet you looked good in them." He blushed even deeper. "Well, Connor told me I had to try out the silk ones so we switched." "Oh fuck, we missed the really good part James." Brent laughed. I moved my mouth to Brent's cock and started to jack off Cliff. "Would've loved to have seen that." James sighed, my hand still rubbing up and down his wet prick. He stood up as well, pushing his boxers down and stepping out of them. I was now on my knees in front of three hot, naked studs. I was in heaven. "Suck your brother's cock." Cliff begged. "I want to see that some more." James got in the middle and I turned my mouth to his dripping cock. I took it deep into my mouth, my hands still pleasuring the other two. "He's pretty damn coordinated to handle that." Brent laughed. "I doubt I could." "You can get down there next if you want to try it." James said. "I'm good for now up here." This went on for a while, each of them taking turns in my mouth. Somewhere along the line I lost my boxers as well, the four of us now a naked mass of limbs and cocks, sweat and precum dripping everywhere. Cliff dropped to his knees beside me, and he moved in to James' cock as well. We took turns licking up and down it as Brent moved behind James, kissing the back of his neck and playing with his nipples. "Fuck guys, why do I get all the attention?" He laughed. Nobody answered him, as we were all too intent on our work. Cliff and I were now kissing each other with James' cock head in between our mouths. He let out a groan of disbelief and bent over a little, as if he was overwhelmed with pleasure. I saw Brent kneeling down behind him now, and James let out an even louder shout. Brent must be rimming him while we sucked his cock. Cliff's hands were on my cock and balls now, jacking me off and stroking my sack. I reached between James' legs and stroked Brent's cock, earning groans of delight from him. "Fuck guys I gotta stop for a sec or I'm gonna blow." James said, extricating himself from the middle of us and flopping back onto the couch. "Keep going though, I'll be back in a minute." He grinned. The three of us stayed on our knees but came together to kiss. We each put a hand on someone else's hip and our three tongues met in the center. Cliff sighed with pleasure, and Brent laid down on his stomach, his tongue sneaking up into Cliff's foreskin. Cliff's eyes rolled back and he had to use his hands to prop himself up on the carpet. I knew how good Brent was at sucking cock, Cliff was in for a treat. James was back now, on his knees beside me. He embraced me and we fell sideways onto the carpet, locked in each other's arms. "So my little brother managed to convert someone." He whispered in my ear as his hands grabbed at my ass. "Good job." "It didn't take much." I chuckled under my breath. "He's a sexy one too." James said, looking over at him. Cliff wasn't paying attention to us, he was too fixated on Brent. "I know, I never really noticed it until now." "Oh fuck I noticed him last summer." James laughed, kissing at the side of my neck. I was so sensitive there I couldn't even respond, I just laid there and let him work on my neck. He kissed down my chest, licking and nibbling at my nipples. I gasped a little as he worked his way lower and lower, eventually stopping just at my dick. "I love you bro." He said as his fist wrapped around the base of my cock. "I love you too Ja-" I said, but cut off as he deepthroated me. I couldn't even speak I was so overcome. James blew me for a few minutes, and then I noticed Brent kneeling beside my face. "Come on little buddy, suck that cock." He grunted, pushing his dick between my lips. I let him do it, his cock invading my mouth. He sighed as I licked and sucked on his pole. I saw Cliff sitting on the couch, lazily stroking his dick and watching us on the floor. "I needed a break." He said sheepishly. I understood. If James kept up what he was doing to me, I was going to need a break soon. Or to cum. Another few minutes passed and Cliff joined us on the floor again. "Guys, can I ask something?" He said. "Sure thing." Brent said, wrapping his arm around him. "I... I've always had this fantasy." He mumbled. "What?" James asked, popping up off of my cock but still jerking me off. "Well, could you all jack off on me?" He blurted out. "Like stand over me and jack off on my face?" He blushed, unable to look at any of us. "Sure thing." Brent said with a smirk, pulling his cock from my lips and standing up. James and I stood up as well, each of us on one side of Cliff's kneeling form. Brent stood in front of him and we all started to jack off. "Fuck this is hot." James grunted. "You're telling me..." Cliff moaned, grabbing James' discarded boxers from the floor and wrapping them around his cock, jacking himself off inside of them. "I'm so close." I sighed, just on the verge of my orgasm. "Cum for us bro." James grunted. "Show us that load." I didn't keep them waiting much longer. I let out a cry and almost doubled over, my cock exploding. Most of my cum did manage to land on Cliff's face, some in his hair and some in his open mouth. "Oh my FUCK that was hot!" Brent grunted, letting out a long moan as his own orgasm shuddered through his body. He jerked and almost lost his balance, but he still jizzed on Cliff as well. A lot of his splattered on Cliff's chest and stomach, but some landed on his face. Cliff leaned over underneath of James' dick, and seconds later James almost screamed, jets of cum shooting out of his dick onto Cliff's face. Cliff leaned back, covered in jizz as the rest of us panted, and then he started to shudder. I'm sure if James' boxers hadn't been there, I would have seen a huge load from Cliff as well. He bit his bottom lip and tried to keep from crying out, but a moan escaped his lips nonetheless. When he dropped James' boxers, they were soaked with cum. The four of us all collapsed onto the floor, not even bothering to lay down with each other. I think my arm was across someone's leg, but we were all so wiped from the heat and the sex we didn't care. When I finally sat back up, I saw Cliff cleaning his face and chest off with the silk boxers, and James and Brent were snuggled up to each other beside the couch. "That was incredible." Cliff said, now mostly clean. "I didn't believe Connor when he told me about you guys, but holy shit..." "Yep, we're real enough." James laughed, helping Brent to his feet. "And now, we're going to bed. If you guys are gonna be up for a while try not to make too much noise." He winked at us, both of them giving us a long hug and kiss before they went upstairs. Cliff pulled me into his arms on the couch. "Was that your first time with a guy?" I asked. "Yeah, it was. The only other person I've ever really done anything with was Vanessa." He said quietly. "I can't believe it still. I keep thinking I'm going to wake up and it'll all be a dream." "That's how I felt originally too." I giggled, curling up against Cliff's back. "It was all so intense." He mumbled. "I can't go back to the robot blowjobs, not now." He laughed. "I don't blame you." "We should go upstairs." He mumbled. "I'm pretty tired after that." I led him upstairs to my room, and he turned to me when I closed the door. "I've got an idea." He went over to my drawers, and opened my underwear drawer. "I always loved you in these." He grinned, pulling out a pair of my white briefs. "Really?" I took them from him and put them on. "I'll keep them on if you put on a pair too." He didn't need much convincing, he pulled another pair out of the drawer and we got into my bed. Normally, we slept on the floor in sleeping bags, but somehow that seemed nonsensical now. "I had a lot of fun tonight Connor." He whispered. "I hope we can keep doing it." "Of course." I said quietly. "We'd have to be quiet if we're doing it here with my parents though." "Well we can stay at my place too, my room is two floors away from my dad's room and on the opposite end of the house. Besides, I doubt he'd care if I was gay anyway." I sighed. "I wish my parents were as cool as your dad and Brent's parents." "Don't worry about it." He said, giving me a quick kiss. "We'll make do." "Are you staying with Vanessa?" I asked. "Why? Do you want to date me?" He chuckled. "Well..." I blushed. "The thought had crossed my mind." "For real Connor?" He asked, his eyes staring into mine. "Well I don't know." I stammered. "I mean, I figured we're such great friends, we're both attracted to each other..." "We look so good in each other's underwear." He smirked. "That too." I blushed. "I would leave her in a second if it meant I could be with you." He said earnestly. "I just thought you wouldn't want me that way." "Why not?" I asked with a laugh. "Well I've always heard that if you're friends, you shouldn't date cause it could fuck everything up." "We'd just do like we do all the time. Hang out and enjoy each other's company. The only difference is we'd be having sex." "Well in that case, I'm dumping her tomorrow." He said, curling up closer to me. "For real?" "Of course Connor." He gave me another kiss, deep and slow. "What about Brent and James?" "What about them?" He smiled. "They're welcome to join us anytime they want. And you're welcome to keep up whatever you have going with them. If Brent doesn't mind sharing your brother, I don't mind sharing you." I blushed. "Thanks Cliff." "And besides, I might try to fuck my brother next time I see him." He grinned, and I laughed. "Let me know how that goes." "Maybe you can join me. Your family isn't the only one who can have orgies you know." He laughed. "For now, let's get some sleep. My dad will be here early tomorrow morning." We woke up in the morning to my alarm blaring. We barely had time to kiss for a few minutes before Cliff's phone was ringing. It was his dad, who was on his way over to pick him up. "I wish I could stay all day." He said as he pulled his shorts up, still wearing my briefs. "I'll get your clothes washed and bring them to you sometime soon." "Sooner than later I hope." He grinned. "Well James and Brent are going to be at Brent's place tonight if you want to come back..." I said, wrapping my arms around his still bare back. "That sounds like a plan." He said softly, giving me another kiss. "We've got family shit to do till suppertime, but I can come back after that." "I can't wait to see you." I said, letting him go so he could put a shirt on. I threw on a robe as we gathered up the last of his things and went downstairs. I gave him another quick kiss (behind the door) when his dad's truck pulled up. "See you later, boyfriend." Cliff grinned. "See you." I smiled back, waving at his dad in the truck. I watched until they pulled away, and sighed. I turned around and jumped back when I saw James and Brent standing there. James was naked and Brent had on Cliff's boxer briefs from the night before. "So come on upstairs bro, tell us what happened..." James said as we went up the stairs. I tossed my robe aside and the three of us got into my bed. As our hands explored each other's bodies, I explained to them how the events unfolded before they arrived, and what we had talked about afterwards. "Oh, our little Connor has a boyfriend." Brent said in a sickly sweet voice. "Congrats little bro." James said, giving me a quick kiss. "Does this mean you're not going to have any more fun with us?" "No we talked about that too." I blushed. "He figured if Brent doesn't mind sharing, he doesn't either." "Smart kid." Brent said quietly, kissing my shoulder. "So he's coming back tonight?" James asked. "Yeah. I guess you guys won't be here." "Nope, but you should have some alone time with him too." I yawned. "It's too fucking early to be up." I laughed. "That is true." Brent mumbled sleepily. "Let's get a bit more sleep before we have to get up." So I fell asleep once more, my brother in front of me and his boyfriend behind me. And my own new boyfriend was coming over tonight. As I fell asleep, I felt James kiss me.