Date: Fri, 16 Jul 1999 01:49:05 +1000 From: AJAY Subject: Kindred Souls - 5 Kindred Souls - My Brother Danny Chapter 5 - Celebrations Written by AJAY Disclaimer Warning: You know that if you are under the legal age of consent to read such erotic material as this, or if you are offended by the subject matter, you shouldn't be reading this, so DO NOT READ any further. This is a Fictional story and any relation to any real person is purely coincidental, yadda, yadda, yadda. Check out earlier Kindred Souls to see what's gone before. All rights reserved. Not to be used anywhere or reproduced without the author's prior permission. Now kick back and enjoy. The party took place in the cafeteria of the dormitory where Danny resided. It was meant to be a surprise for the cast and was originally to take place in one of the apartments, but word got out pretty early about it. So rather than having to worry about gate-crashers as the word spread around the dorm, the RA decided to have a post exam dorm party to coincide with the opening night of the play. That way he could kill two hangovers with the one party and keep the Dean off his back about parties in the apartments. To prevent things from getting too out of hand, the faculty decided to invite families and friends of the cast to the party in the hopes that the students would be a little less exuberant in their celebrations with the families present. However, never underestimate the power of student persuasion. The families were worded up to stay until the speeches and then leave so the party could get into full swing. As long as there was free food, most of the families were willing to comply with this arrangement much to the chagrin of the faculty if they knew. The party started generally with mingling and polite conversation while the cast slowly arrived to much cheering and greeting by the throng that waited for them. Surprisingly enough, we weren't among the last to arrive which was a good thing. Being the man of the hour, many were waiting for Danny's appearance and he was greeted with a tumultuous roar when he walked into the room. It was as if a movie star had just entered. A bunch of screaming girls came up to us and accosted Dan with hugs and kisses. For a second I thought they were even going to ask for his autograph. Before he could utter another word of protest, he was dragged away by the group leaving his family and I to fend for ourselves. "Looks like Daniel will be busy for a while." said his mom giving me a nudge, "Let's find the supper." "I'm for that." said, Nick dragging me across to the tables laid out with a light supper. "I didn't realise Daniel was so popular with the girls." said Ali siding up to me as we filled out plates with little nibbles. "Neither did I." I said with a wink. "Jealous?" "Me? Nah. They only want to hang with him now because he is man of the moment. You watch. As soon it all dies down, they'll turn Super-Dan back into mild mannered Danny-boy and they'll dump him quicker than you can say 'drama queens'. That's why I'm not jealous. Let him enjoy it while it lasts, that's what I think." "I just hope Daniel knows his fame is fleeting as well and doesn't take it to heart when they drop him." "He'll be okay. After all, he has both you and me to help him get back on his feet when he falls. Doesn't he?" "That is so sweet, Adam. You really care for him, don't you?" "More than you know, Ali. More than you know." "I only wish Marty felt the same way about him." "He probably does. It's just difficult for him to express himself. It takes some getting used to having a brother all of a sudden when you're used to being the boy prodigy of the family." "Don't you know? Marty was a twin, we had another brother. Barry died of an allergic reaction about a year before Daniel arrived home." "Another brother? I never knew. I'm so sorry to hear that he died. Were Marty and Barry close?" "They were inseparable, Barry idolised Marty. I'd swear you'd think they were siamese twins because they were always together. Barry was a quiet, shy type around people and spent most of his time in his own little shell except when Marty was around. Marty was the only one who really seemed to connect with Barry. That's why Marty took Barry's death so hard. I think that's why it was hard for him to warm up to Daniel. I don't think he wants anyone to get as close as he and Barry were. As if he's afraid of replacing Barry. Daniel is such a friendly chap that I was certain the barriers would fall eventually but he's had four years to get used to it now. I don't think he'll ever accept Daniel the way you do." "Don't worry about them, Ali. They'll work it out between them. He'll come around, Mark my words." I said with a grin at the pun to lighten the mood. "I hope you're right, I really do. I hate to see Daniel hurt any more." replied Ali as we found a quiet spot to enjoy our meal. ******* As it was already late even when the party began, it wasn't long before some of the older folk made hints about leaving. Never one to miss an opportunity, Dean Kierce decided to make a speech and propose a toast to the performances of the night, though I'm sure he saw it as a private audition for himself and his campus. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, "I'd like to take this opportunity to thank you all for coming and showing your support to the drama class presentations this evening. Our campus prides itself on its calm and purposeful working atmosphere created by a well-disciplined environment. A high standard of behaviour based on the precepts of Care, Courtesy and Consideration for others is expected at all times. These positive ideals are stressed to students by all staff, and provide the guidelines for all conduct in the school. "We encourage an atmosphere of mutual co-operation, which helps to prepare a student for life outside school. At this University, we believe in setting high standards of personal achievement and appearance. By having such a standard we turn out a higher quality product, the likes of which you have seen tonight. "As a Community College, we extend our facilities and teaching expertise to a wider community. This involves the development of adult education courses for recreational, leisure and social use, as well as vocational courses. The college has always taken an active part in the life of the community and presently caters for over 3,000 people enrolled in our adult education classes or using our first class sporting and drama facilities. The College offers its own classes as well as facilities for drama and music rehearsals. These provide a rapidly expanding and popular aspect of community provision. Without this, you would not have been able to enjoy the high standard of presentation we saw this evening. It just shows how.." "What Dean Kierce is trying to say," said the Drama supervisor stepping up to the podium to rescue the night, "is that he'd like you all to raise your drinks in toast to the wonderful performances we saw this evening, and to congratulate not only the casts of both plays, but everyone behind the scenes who helped to make this night such a success." "Yes. Three cheers to everyone involved: hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray. In conclusion, I'd like to say that the plays were a real powerful way to end the night." said Dean Kierce determined to have the last word, "Those who need a more garish way to celebrate such a successful conclusion can party on while the rest of us will bid you good evening." "The Dean isn't such a prude after all. He just told all non-party people to leave." whispered Ali. "So does that mean we're leaving?" I asked suddenly stifling a yawn. Jetlag was catching up with me. "Well you wait there and I'll go find Daniel to see what we're doing. I'm not sure if he wants to stay here tonight or come home with us." And Ali was gone and I was left on my own. A few minutes later, Danno's parents walked by, asking if I'd seen Marty since he was going home with them. I said I'd hadn't and promised to check to see if he was in the restroom while they searched the other end of the hall. I walked into the restroom, which looked unoccupied. A row of urinals were at one end of the room, all unattended. Around the corner were about six stalls. All the doors were shut so I couldn't tell if they were being used. Why I didn't simply call out, I don't know, but I knelt down to see under the stalls to see if they were being used. My spidey sense was tingling and I always took heed of it. All the stalls were foot-less except for the one at the far end, which had not one pair of feet inside, but two. Thank you, Spidey sense. It could have been an awkward situation if I had called out. I couldn't remember what Marty was wearing so I couldn't tell if any of the feet belonged to him. Suddenly a voice spoke: "Do you think they're gone?" one voice said. Was that a girl's voice? "They must have I can't hear anything." That was Marty's voice. At least I've found him. "I didn't hear the door slam on their way out." "Don't be so paranoid." "You go check then." Quickly I slipped into the nearest stall to avoid being caught, careful to stand on the toilet bowl in case they looked under the stalls as I did. I heard the door to the stall open and footsteps walk past the stalls, around the corner to the urinals and then basins on the other side before returning to the stall at the end. "Coast is clear. Now where were we?" "I think we were here. Oooh, it's still nice and hard." "Is there any other way to be?" I heard the fumbling of clothes, the loosening of belts, and the pulling down of zippers. It was quite erotic when you could not see what they were doing. "Here, let me help you," said the other person. This was either an effeminate guy or a girl. I saw Marty's shirt tossed to the floor as he hurriedly kicked off his shoes. The other person must have been unbuttoning his jeans as he gave a slight moan before I saw them crumple in a heap at his feet, followed closely by his boxer shorts. Plaid ones. He must be standing there naked. The mere thought of it brought a boner to my own pants. I had to get a closer look. Just as I was about to exit my hideaway, I heard the door to the occupied stall open. "We need more room." Marty said, "Let's do it out here." "What if someone comes in again?" "We'll hear them come in like we did last time. By the time they come around the corner we'll be back in the stall." "Stand back, and let me get a better look at you then." Through the slit in the door, I could see Marty kicking off his pants and standing there in all his glory. He was built like Danny, I couldn't believe it. I'd have sworn it was my Dan. I had to check to make sure it was Marty I was looking at and to see whom it was he was going to have sex. I stood up on the toilet seat and peeked over the top of the stall door. I breathed a sigh of relief it was Marty. But, unfortunately he wasn't doing it with another guy, it was a girl. Actually, it was Lizzie, the girl in Danny's play. She was kneeling down in front of Marty, also naked. I might not be into girls but I knew what a beautiful one looked like and this one was a beauty. Obviously, her stage make-up and costume hid the real beauty beneath. Her large firm breasts heaved with her excited breathing, and her large dark aureoles stood out proudly putting her excitement on display in case you could not already tell. Her long slender legs were folded beneath her on the floor but her knees were apart showing a dark triangle would have looked a lot more appealing with a dick between them. She had taken Marty's penis in her hand and was gently kissing it alongside the base of his hard cock, massaging him all along it. You could see he was really excited by this as he started leaking precum onto her face. Up, down and around it she went, carefully to avoid the head itself before plunging her mouth down around it at last, and bobbing for all that she was worth. Marty was getting into this and I could see dimples in his ass cheeks as he thrust his dick in and out of her hot mouth. This was turning me on as much as it was him. I could tell he was getting close to cumming with his boner buried in her mouth. He held either side of her head ramming himself hard into her so much that her boob bounced up around her ears. She was obviously used to giving blowjobs. She took Marty's love tube all the way down until it pushed against the back of her throat. Then just as she got some control over his thrusting, she drew him out of her. "No, not yet, Marty. Why don't you let me sit on your face for a bit?" she suggested. Marty moved down to the floor, oblivious to the coldness of the tiles. His seven inches of hard meat throbbed in the air having been so close to shoot a load of its own. Lizzie sat across his chest, facing Marty's throbber and lowered her backside towards him, giving him access to her pussy which he spread with his fingers. I couldn't see his tongue thrusting into her hot, wet cunt, but I got the idea of what was going on by the movement of his head. As she bent further over and slid back to rub her clitoris against Marty's lips and tongue, she rock her hips against his face. "Oh that feels so good. What a way to celebrate, Marty. Yesss right there...Just. .a...little....mooorrre," she groaned keeping up her grinding motion. Marty felt hands wrap around his throbbing member that was swaying in the air and you could tell he enjoyed the sensation. He wanted to give himself some relief but he needed both hands to work on Ali's twat. So it was a welcome relief to feel those hands on his dick and then the lips on his head gently sucking at the glans. He thrust upward so that the dick lodged in the throat, feeling the warmth and wetness engulf his still hot member. He built up a rhythm thrusting his hips up into the waiting mouth and lapping at the clit with his tongue. He could feel that Lizzie was about to come as his own dick was building to a climax. "Mmmm, mmmm, mmm," she moaned. "Oh, yes, Marty, I'm cumming. I'm cumming." Even as she said this, her pussy constricting spasmodically, spewing out her juices onto Marty's chin. He was getting close to shooting his own load and, joyfully, the sucking on his cock hadn't stopped, even as Lizzie spoke, and sat upright in her ecstasy, simply because I was the one doing the sucking. It did not register on his mind as he shot a load down my hungry mouth that there was a third party in the room with them. He didn't care whose throat was suctioning the life out of him. I don't think he even knew that a guy was giving him head while he writhed in the throes of climax. As he came down from the high of shooting off, Lizzie climbed off him and he saw me milking him dry of the last drops of his love juice shooting down my throat. Well he looked like the skies had just opened up and shot him with a lightning bolt out of the sky. "You guys just can't keep your mouth of it, can you?" "Relax Marty," I said trying to soothe things before they got out of hand, "I came in looking for you because your parents were leaving and found this chick sitting on your face. Since you were both too busy getting off on each other, I thought you needed someone to take care of that dick of yours that was waving all over the place and leaking like a burst pipe. You can't tell me it wasn't a relief to get your dick serviced, can you?" "Well, ummm.." "And you didn't know it was a guy blowing you - one mouth is just as good as another, right? I was just helping you out and no one has to know about it, okay?" I said before he got a chance to recover. "Yeah, ummm okay." "Cool. Well you guys get dressed and cleaned up and I'll go call off the searching party for you and steer your parents away from here." And off I went to find his parents, licking the last bit of sum from my lips. I think I pulled that one off rather nicely. Can I help it if I cannot resist a good piece of meat? Back at the party, people were running around looking for Marty and me, except that most of them didn't know who or what I looked like, which was kind of funny. "There you are!" said Ali coming over to me. "Mom said you went looking for Marty and then we couldn't find either of you." "It's okay. I found Marty too. He's spilt drink on his shirt and we were in the toilets trying to get the stain out before it was too late. You know what that punch can be like if you leave it. God knows what's in it and it could be too late if you don't get it out in time." "Well it must be your influence, Adam." said Danny's mom who had come up behind Ali, "He wouldn't be doing anything like that off his own bat, he'd be leaving me to take care of it and then blaming me when I couldn't get it out." "Yeah, he pretty much said that you could take care of it, and I had to persuade him to strip off in the toilets. I had to practically hold him down on the floor before he came around." "When he comes out, tell him we'll be waiting in the car." Said Danny's mom giving me a kiss and waving us all goodbye with Dad and Nick close behind. "Are we going, too?" I asked Alison as her mom disappeared out the door. "Daniel is still playing host to his horde of admiring fans, so he said to point you in his direction and his room-mate would give you both a lift home when you're ready to leave. I told him I'd ask you first, I don't think he realises you just spend 24 hours on a plane and are probably ready to drop dead on your feet right now." "Yeah, I am feeling a little tired now. But it's okay, I can hang around for Danny if that's what he wants." "What he wants is to come home with us, but he doesn't want to disappoint anyone by leaving just as the party is beginning. I'd made him promise to bring you home shortly after the group photos are taken. That's where they are now. I guess I'll see you some time tomorrow then." "Okay, Ali. And thanks for everything." "Don't mention it. It was worth it to see you guys so happy." "Are we going or are you guys going to sit here snogging in the corner?" "Marty! We are not snogging thank you very much!" replied Ali, "We're waiting for you to get your behind out here so we can leave." "Then let's go then." "Brothers, they'll never change." "I don't know about that. I've always found you can teach an old dog new tricks. Don't you agree Marty?" "Yeah whatever. I'm leaving if you guys aren't." "Bye Adam." So it was that I was left alone in the middle of a college party celebration waiting to give my brother, Danny, a celebration of my own, whenever he finally appears that is. Just like Danny, he's never around when you want him. Such is life. To be continued.... 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