Date: Sat, 8 May 2004 20:02:15 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 67 Nifty: Please add this chapter to my story under your "Gay - Incest" section. Thank you. DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between teenage boys. 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! My Step-Brother Jacob Chapter 67 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- While Andy and I were making love, and later napping, in our room, Jacob, Harry, and the twins were having their own erotic adventures together in their room. As soon as I'd shut our half of the dividing door, Scott shut and locked their's as well. Then, grinning lewdly at each other, the boys all silently began stripping. "What do you want to do?" Scott asked Jacob and Harry, smiling slightly, as they all stood staring at each other's hardons, once they were completely nude. "What do you guys want to do?" Jacob asked, grinning. The twins looked at each other and grinned. "Would you guys rim us?" Scott asked, smiling hopefully, but blushing a little. "Sure, if you'll rim us too!" Harry said. The twins, who had both been grinning, looked slightly uncertain then. "How about if we all shower first?" Jacob suggested. The twins' smiles returned, and John said, "Can we shower with you?" "Sure," Jacob said. "How about you and me shower together, and Harry and Scott shower together after us." "And maybe we can give each other blow jobs too?" Scott asked, hopefully. Harry snickered and said, "I thought that was bloody well understood!" As all the boys laughed, Jacob reached out and put his hand on John's shoulder and spun him around toward the bathroom. The two grinned at the others, then headed for the shower. * * * "What do you want to do while we wait?" Scott asked Harry. "C'mon and sit down over here next to me," Harry said. "We can play with each other." Scott sat down on the edge of the bed next to Harry, and both boys automatically spread their legs apart and reached for each other's penises. Each wrapped a hand around the other's and they began stroking up and down. The boys looked at each other, as they masturbated each other, and grinned. "Feels nice," Scott said. "Yeah," Harry said. "But a blow job would feel better!" "I know," Scott said, swallowing. The two sat quietly smiling at each other, fondling each other's penises for a couple minutes. Scott swallowed a couple times again, then blushed a little and said, "Harry, does your spit get all thick in your mouth when you get really horny?" Harry grinned at Scott and said, "Yeah, I guess it does." Then, he too swallowed. Still grinning at Scott, Harry let go of his penis then. "Lay back, and let me see if I can't make you feel a little better!" Harry said. Scott grinned, and let go of Harry's penis. He flopped down on his back on the bed, while Harry got on his knees and spun around so that he was kneeling on the floor between Scott's feet. Scott's butt was on the edge of the bed, and his hardon was sticking straight up, right under Harry's nose. Harry grinned, then he lowered his face toward Scott's stiff penis. First he licked slowly, around and around the corona of Scott's hard cock. Then he opened his mouth and slid it down over the entire length of the boy's shaft, until his nose was buried in Scott's pubic hair. "Man! That feels SO good!" Scott exclaimed, as Harry began to slowly suck up and down on his dick, running his tongue up and down the underside of it, along his tubular urethra. Harry sucked up and down on Scott's dick at a moderate pace. At the same time, he wedged a finger into Scott's ass crack, just behind his balls. His finger slid in fairly easily, since Scott had his legs spread apart, and he was sweaty between his buttocks. "Oh Frig!" Scott cried, as Harry's finger made contact with his anus. "Rub it Harry! Please!" Although he was still sucking up and down Scott's dick, Harry was able to smile to himself, as he started rubbing Scott's asshole. "OOOhhhh!" Scott groaned sensually. Then, he pulled his legs up to give Harry easier access to his hole. Harry pulled his finger from Scott's butt and sniffed it. He didn't smell any shit, so he stopped sucking on Scott's dick, and dove with his mouth for the boy's asshole. "FUCK!" Scott gasped, as Harry stabbed at his asshole with his tongue. Harry began to wriggle his tongue through Scott's sphincter then. "OHHH GODdd!" Scott exclaimed, as Harry's tongue slid up inside his anal canal. Harry began fucking Scott's asshole with his tongue then, attempting to shove it in and out of the younger boy as deep and far as possible. As he tongue-fucked the boy, Harry reached up and began masturbating him as well. Within a couple minutes, Scott was whimpering and thrashing about, uncontrollably on the bed, as Harry continued ramming his tongue in and out of his asshole, and jerking him off. Soon, Scott felt his orgasm building, and as his climax neared, he began tensing up, and his whimpering got louder and quicker. Then, suddenly, Scott groaned loudly, and his sphincter muscle contracted violently around Harry's tongue, as he continued shoving it in and out of the boy's rectum. As Harry continued jerking Scott off, a huge rope of cum shot out of the end of the boy's penis, splattering all over his belly and chest. Harry kept on shoving his tongue in and out of Scott's asshole, and jerking him off, as Scott experienced one orgasmic spasm after another. By the time Scott's orgasm ended, his belly and chest were streaked with cum, and Harry's tongue hurt a little from all the squeezes it had received from each of Scott's orgasmic spasms. Finally, Harry pulled his tongue out of Scott, and crawled up onto the bed next to him. "Oh man! Thanks so much Harry!" Scott gasped as he fought to catch his breath. "That was a fucking fantastic orgasm!" Harry grinned, then he said, "If you're still up to it, you can do me, once you've recovered." Scott turned his head and grinned at Harry, who had begun slowly masturbating as he laid quietly next to Scott waiting for the boy to recover from his orgasm. * * * After a couple minutes had passed, Scott sat up, reached down to the floor, and picked up his boxers. He used them to wipe the cum off his torso and belly, then, he got down on his knees between Harry's legs. Scott pushed Harry's hand away from his cock, and lowered his mouth over it, and began sucking up and down. "Nice!" Harry said softly, as a smile spread across his face. Harry spread his knees a little further apart. Scott must've noticed, because he reached for Harry's ass crack and shoved a finger between Harry's cheeks, sliding easily inward, as Harry too was a little sweaty between his cheeks. Harry grinned and moaned lightly as Scott began rubbing his hole, as he continued sucking on his dick. Harry knew it wouldn't take long for his orgasm to build. Even though he realized Scott most likely wouldn't want to rim him, since he hadn't showered yet, Harry pulled his knees up and held them against the sides of his chest, while Scott began rubbing his hole a little harder, as he continued sucking on him. Harry was surprised a few seconds later, when Scott stopped sucking on his dick, and suddenly began lapping at his asshole. "Oh Scott! That feels Brilliant Mate!" Harry exclaimed. Scott licked over and over on Harry's hole for a while, causing Harry great excitement. After a couple minutes though, he returned to sucking on Harry's dick. He went back to fingering Harry's hole then, and because it was still wet with his saliva, he gently pressed his index finger against Harry's anus, and it slid easily through his sphincter. Scott pressed forward until his finger was inside Harry as far as it would go. Then, while he continued sucking on Harry's cock, he began finger-fucking Harry as well, gently applying pressure against Harry's prostate, with each stroke of his finger. "Bugger! That's Fantastic!" Harry exclaimed, as he felt his orgasm beginning to build. Scott kept on sucking and finger-fucking Harry. Within a minute, Harry was ready to explode. His body was tensed up and he knew he was going to cum in a few seconds. "I'm going to spunk Scott!" he said, thoughtfully, in case the boy didn't want to get a mouthful. Scott kept on sucking and pumping on Harry's dick though, and fucking him up the ass with his finger. "OHHH!" Harry exclaimed, as he felt his cum beginning to flow. "BUGGER!" he growled, as he fired a load of hot jism into Scott's mouth. Scott swallowed Harry's semen, and kept on sucking on his dick, waiting for the next load. Harry was more than happy to oblige. Besides, he was in the throes of orgasm, and wouldn't have been able to stop if he wanted to. "AAwww!" Harry groaned, as he filled Scott's mouth again. For almost a minute, Harry kept on spasming, while Scott continued sucking his dick and finger-fucking his asshole. "God! That was GREAT Scott!" Harry said, after his orgasm had ended. He was breathing heavily yet, as Scott crawled back up on the bed and laid down next to him, grinning. The two boys lay quietly then, smiling at one another, while they both rested. * * * As Scott and Harry were going at it on the bed, Jacob and John were sharing a more slow and sensual experience together in the shower. They'd taken turns soaping each other up, slowly and sensually. Both boys enjoyed the feelings of the other's hands rubbing all over them, especially in their private, erotic areas. They both also loved running their hands all over each other. Of course, they especially enjoyed fondling each other's privates. When they were through washing each other, including shampooing each other's hair, they thoroughly rinsed each other off. Then, one at a time, each boy stood with his back to the other, bent at the waist, leaning on the back wall of the shower, while the other, slowly and sensually performed analingus on him. Jacob rimmed John first. As he did, John was leaning on the shower wall with his head, and he'd reached back with both hands to spread his ass cheeks as far apart as possible, so that Jacob would have maximum access to his asshole. As Jacob gently lapped at John's hole, he reached between John's legs and grasped his erect cock and slowly masturbated him at the same time. Jacob licked away at John's asshole for a while, jacking him off at the same time. Finally, Jacob began pressing the tip of his tongue against John's anus. He pressed gently at first, then a little harder. Finally, after several seconds, John's sphincter relaxed a little, and Jacob's tongue slid through it, and up inside his rectum. "Do me Jake!" John gasped, as Jacob began tongue-fucking the boy up the ass. Within a few strokes of Jacob's tongue going in and out of his asshole, John was gasping and moaning regularly. Then, suddenly, with little warning, he cried out, and Jacob felt the boy's anus contract, just as he was about to stuff his tongue back inside his rectum. John fired a streak of cum against the shower wall. Jacob continued masturbating John and tongue-fucking his hole, and John groaned every couple seconds, as another wave of his orgasm passed over him, and he coated the wall with yet another streak of jism. Finally, after about 7 or 8 ejaculations, John's orgasm subsided, and Jacob slowed down his pace, until finally he'd stopped. He pulled his tongue from John's asshole then, and released his penis, which was now softening. "How was that?" Jacob asked, smiling. "Awesome!" John said, grinning and looking up at him. "Just give me a minute and I'll do you!" True to his word, John was ready to go in a couple minutes. He had Jacob lean on the shower wall, just as he had done, and had him hold his ass cheeks apart too. "This is cool! You got a little hair in your crack! Me and Scott are just starting to get some now!" John exclaimed. "Well, I don't have that much really," Jacob said. "You got enough to make it really sexy though!" John said, snickering. Then he went down on Jacob's asshole, and began working on it with his tongue. He too reached between Jacob's legs and grabbed his dick and began jerking him off. Within minutes, John had pretty much duplicated the treatment Jacob had just given him, and he had Jacob blasting load after load of semen against the shower wall. When Jacob was finished, and had rested a minute, both boys washed and rinsed themselves, and the shower wall again. Then, they got out of the tub and dried off. * * * When Jacob and John emerged from the bathroom, Harry and Scott were sitting, waiting to used the bathroom. The two went in and got in the shower together, and as they washed each other thoroughly, they masturbated each other and fingered each other's hole, until they both blew another load of cum all over each other. While Harry and Scott were enjoying their shower, Jacob and John laid together on one of the beds in a '69' and slowly and seductively sucked each other off, while they fingered each other's holes. They too each blew another load, only this time they emptied their balls down each other's throats, thoroughly enjoying the flavor of each other's boy juice. * * * The alarm went off as 6:30, waking Andy and I up. The first thing I did was dial the boys' room. Jacob sounded a little breathless as he answered. I told him they had to get ready to go meet Mr. Phillips, and reminded them to wear their dress clothes, as we didn't want to embarrass Mr. Phillips by wearing just jeans and T-shirts. I told them we'd knock on their door in 20 minutes. After I hung up, Andy rolled over on top of me, and began kissing me "Down Boy! We'll get together again later!" I said, snickering. Andy chuckled. The two of us got up then and started getting dressed. In 20 minutes, I opened our half of the adjoining door, and found the boys' door was open, and they were all dressed in their slacks, shirts, ties, and sport jackets, and were waiting for us. All four looked flushed, happy, and relaxed. "I guess our little rest time was a good idea," I said, grinning. "By the way, you guys look great all dressed up!" They all grinned back at me. Since we were all dressed up, when we got out in the hallway, I gathered everyone together at the end of the corridor, between some large floor plants, in front of a window that was covered by a white curtain, and we took some pictures. I moved a small stand into the center of the hallway and set the timer on the camera, and we all got in the picture. We took a few that way, hoping at least one would come out good. All of us but Harry were smiling, as we left then to go to Mr. Phillip's room. Harry had his bag with him, as he was going to spend the night with his father. * * * "I want you all on your best behavior!" I said, as at exactly 7:00, we knocked on Mr. Phillip's door. The boys all smiled at me. "Lads! Come in! Come in! Don't you all look smashing!" Mr. Phillip's said, when he opened the door. "Harrison! It's so good to see you my boy!" he added, holding out his hand toward Harry. The twins snickered slightly, when Mr. Phillips called Harry - 'Harrison', but they both glanced curiously at me when Mr. Phillips didn't hug his son, and merely offered a handshake. I leaned over inbetween them and quickly whispered, "They're British! Brits aren't as demonstrative as we Yanks!" They snickered quietly again. "Dad! It's Harry! You're Harrison!" Harry said, blushing, as he shook his father's hand. Mr. Phillips chuckled and said, "yes, yes." Then he shook hands with each of us. Mr. Phillips asked us if we were ready to go and eat. We told him we were. He suggested we get going then. * * * We left the hotel, and walked down 55th Street, until we came to La Caravelle, a French restaurant Mr. Phillips thought it would be nice to eat at. The restaurant certainly wasn't the type of place Jacob and the twins would've chosen to eat in. Harry appeared comfortable though, most likely, because he was probably used to eating in similar restaurants with his parents, I figured. Andy almost died when he saw the prices of the meals. It was a fixed price of $72 for any three course meal. As we all perused the menu, I helped the twins select what to eat. I suggested they both choose the 'Poitrine de Pigeon et sa Fleur de Courgette Farcie', which was roasted squab breast with confit and zucchini blossom. I figured it would be most like chicken, which they liked, and I really didn't think they'd eat anything else on the menu. Jacob looked uncertainly at me. "Do you think I should get the 'Trio d'Agneau et Sarrasin aux Epices de Madras'?" he asked, not doing too badly with the pronunciations. His French classes were definitely paying off. What Jacob had selected was a variation of lamb, which he liked, with buckwheat and curry sauce. I told him I thought he'd enjoy that, as I knew he liked curry flavoring as well. Andy chose the 'Bar Atlantique au Fumet de Crevettes' - a steamed black bass with basmati rice and shrimp broth. I knew he'd like that. He was a seafood lover. I decided on 'Aloyau de Boeuf en Eventail et son Plat de Cotes aux Salsifis' - a seared sirloin, braised short rib with salsify and savory. When the waiter came, Harry, who'd quickly read through the menu on his own, then set it down, confidently, in what sounded like flawless fluent French, ordered the 'Selle de Chevreuil Saisie et sa Réduction de Potiron', without even picking up the menu to refer to how to say it. I was impressed. I had no idea Harry's French was so good. What he'd ordered was a sautéed venison loin with glazed galette, chinese celery and pumpkin. It was clear that Harry was completely comfortable dining in elegant restaurants, such as the one we were in. It was also clear though that he was bored in it as well, and he really didn't seem very happy. Mr. Phillips ordered the 'Abats de Veau aux Feuilles de Moutarde Rouge', which was calf's liver, sweetbreads and tongue with red mustard leaves and onion confit. The twins both looked at me and made faces. I chuckled. It was the sweetbreads, or brains, that really sounded rather disgusting to us. When his dinner came though, Mr. Phillips ate them all up with great relish. None of the appetizers really looked very palatable to Andy, Jacob, or the twins, so they all just ordered what I ordered, which was the 'Foie Gras aux Coings et Lentilles Roses' - duck foie gras, sautéed, and Port-cured foie gras lobe with quince and pink lentils. Mr. Phillips had 'Caviar Osetra d'Iran et sa Garniture', or Iranian golden osetra caviar with garnishes, for his appetizer. It cost an additional $75 on top of the price of the meal. We were rather shocked when Harry ordered the same appetizer! Mr. Phillips smiled broadly. He was apparently relishing watching his son handling himself in such a confident, and sophisticated way. When our appetizers came, The twins ate most of their's, the rest of us finished our's off. And the dinners we had chosen were really very good. Mr. Phillips was happy to see that the boys all polished off most everything, but a little bit of their vegetables. We had a nice conversation over dinner, during which Mr. Phillips told us that he was going to be spending a little more time in New York City now, due to a promotion he'd received recently at work. We all toasted him and his promotion with our sodas, which seemed to really please him. He was also very interested in hearing about the band's audition, and congratulated me heartily on our success. For dessert, the boys and I each had chocolate souffle's, while Mr. Phillips had a special dessert - 'Charlotte à l'Ananas et sa Crème au Babeurre' - pineapple charlotte with buttermilk panna cotta. When the bill came, after we'd finished eating, I pulled out my wallet, intending to pay for our portion of the bill. Mr. Phillips wouldn't hear of it though. He and I had quite the discussion about it, but I couldn't convince him that I wanted to pay for Andy, the boys and I. He told me that he had wanted to do something nice for us, since we'd been so nice to Harry, and had been feeding him for so long. He absolutely refused to let me pay for anything. In the end, I gave up and thanked him heartily for the wonderful meal. The boys, who'd all been watching, wondering which of us would win, then thanked Mr. Phillips as well. "I just wish that Mrs. Jameson was here as well to enjoy our meal with us," Mr. Phillips said. "The poor woman has had to feed and take care of all of you for almost a month now. "She doesn't mind," Scott piped up. "Besides, we've all been helping her out." "I'm very happy to hear that Scott," Mr. Phillips said. Everyone smiled. After we left the restaurant, Mr. Phillips suggested we take a walk, to help our digestion. We walked a few blocks up to the park, and along the lower end of the park, then back down to our hotel. It was almost 10:00 when we got back to the Majestic. Harry looked at us glumly, as we said good night to he and Mr. Phillips. I gave him a hug and a kiss on the top of the head, while Mr. Phillips had his back turned, and told him we'd see him at breakfast. We agreed to meet at Mr. Phillip's and Harry's room at 8:30 the following morning, then we split up and went to our rooms. * * * When we got to our rooms, I suggested that Jacob and the twins turn in early, as they were all yawning, and the next day was going to be a busy one. They all grinned at me. "Can we close the door between us?" Scott asked. As I looked at him, he blushed. Looking down, I could see the outline of a hardon in his slacks. "I guess," I said. "Andy and I would like a little private time anyway." The boys all grinned at me then. We said goodnight, and closed the door between us. * * * "So what do you think they're up to?" Andy asked me. "One guess!" I said. "And if you can't guess, I'm gonna wonder about you!" "Don't suppose we could do the same?" Andy asked, grinning hopefully at me. I snickered and said, "Thought you'd never ask!" We both began undressing then. Within seconds we were both standing nude, grinning at one another, our hardons pointing at each other. Clothing was strewn all over the floor around us. "What do you feel like doing?" Andy asked. "I'd like it if you'd fuck me once!" I said. "Really?" Andy asked. "OK. I'm actually surprised when you ask me to do that to you sometimes John." "I know, but sometimes I just feel like a little change. Do you mind?" I said. "No! Not at all. I do prefer to be on the receiving end usually, but I don't mind being the 'fucker' sometimes as well," Andy said, smiling at me. "How do you want me to do it?" I grinned and went into the bathroom and got a towel, while Andy located a tube of KY. I spread the towel over the bed, and crawled onto it on my hands and knees, keeping my knees spread apart. Andy grinned and crawled onto the bed behind me. Before I could say anything else, or do anything else, Andy's face was pressed between my ass cheeks, and his tongue was lapping at my asshole. "Fuck that's nice!" I exclaimed. "Unnhh!" Andy moaned in response, as he licked at my anus, and reached between my legs and began fondling my dick. I laid my head down on the bed, and pushed my ass back and upward, toward Andy's mouth. He continued lapping away at my hole and massaging my hardon, as I laid there, moaning lowly, thoroughly enjoying the feelings Andy was giving me. After a couple minutes, Andy's licking stopped, and I felt him pushing his tongue up against my hole. I relaxed my hole and pushed slightly, like I was going to take a shit. Suddenly, I felt Andy's tongue slide through my sphincter, and up into me. It felt great, especially wehen he began fucking it in and out of me. Andy fucked me up the ass with his tongue for a couple minutes, and fondled my cock and balls at the same time. I knew that if he didn't stop and fuck me soon, I'd blow my wad, before he got a chance to. "Andy! You need to stop and start fucking me now!" I said, turning to look back at him. Andy's face was sloppy with saliva when he sat back on his heels, grinning at me. He picked up the tube of KY and squirted a good amount onto his hand, then he greased up his cock. As soon as he was lubed, he got into position behind me, and gently began pressing the tip of his cock against my asshole. I started pushing, as if to shit, and slowly, he pushed forward, continually pressing a little harder, until suddenly, I gasped as the head of Andy's cock forced its way through my muscular anal ring. Andy stopped, with just the head of his cock inside me, and waited for me to rest a moment, letting my hole get used to the invasion of such a fat object. After a moment, he slowly began pressing forward again, gently filling my rectum with his hard cock. The feeling of being completely stuffed with Andy's engorged appendage, along with the tickling sensation from his pubic hair rubbing agains my ass, and his balls dangling so they were rubbing on the back of my scrotum, was one of the most sensual feelings I could imagine at that moment. After giving me a minute to get used to his full presence, Andy slowly began withdrawing from me. He drew himself out of me, until just his glans was still inside me. He stopped then for a moment, then started sliding back into me, shoving his cock slowly, but steadily, all the way back up inside me. Andy didn't stop this time once he was fully inside me. He immediately began pulling out again. Then he was shoving himself back into me. Soon, Andy was long-dicking me at a slow and steady pace, pulling out of me, only to plunge his full 8-1/2" back into me as deeply as he could. I loved the feeling of having my lover coupled with me so that a part of his body was actually inside mine. He was as close to me as he could possibly get. As Andy began fucking in and out of me at a little faster pace, he shifted his position a little and suddenly, his dick was rubbing on my prostate. Fuck, that felt good! After only a few shoves of his cock in and out of me, I began to feel my orgasm starting to build. Pre-cum began dripping from my piss slit. I was kneeling on the bed, over the towel, with my face and shoulders pressed down against the mattress. My ass was sticking up in the air, making it possible for Andy to have the easiest access to me. My right hand was free, so I reached under myself and grasped my hard rod and began stroking it. "Do it harder!" I said, tersely. Breathing heavily, Andy began plowing his big dick in and out of me then, and I started jacking off at a matching pace. My pre-cum was flowing like a faucet now, as my climax neared. The tension and feeling of my impending orgasm was all I could focus on now. My body was on fire, and all I wanted to do was cum! I knew I would any minute. I was moaning, and after a couple more strokes of Andy's dick in and out of me, I was almost there. Suddenly, a euphoric feeling spread throughout my body, and I felt like my cock was a sky-rocketed. I flew over the edge then, exploding in orgasmic ecstasy. "OOOOHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!" I groaned, as what felt like the biggest load of cum I'd ever shot, rocketed through the vein-like urethra that runs along the underside of my cock. Cum burst out of my piss slit and splattered all over my neck, chin, and the towel beneath me. Then suddenly, Andy cried out, and I felt my insides being coated with his hot jism. We both continued convulsing over and over as the throes of our orgasms seemed like they'd never end. First I would spasm, shooting my load, then he would cum, filling my bowels with his seminal enema. We were both moaning and ejaculating our semen over and over again, until finally, our spasms subsided, and our orgasms ended. When it was over, my balls actually ached I'd shot so much cum! We both collapsed. I fell onto the cum soaked towel beneath me, and Andy collapsed on top of me, with his penis still securely stuffed up my ass. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me and kissed me on the back of my neck. "I love you so much John!" he murmured. "I love you more!" I replied, kissing his hand, which was resting next to me. We rested that way for a few minutes, until I felt Andy's penis softening and shrinking back to its normal size. Devilishly, I waited until it felt like it had shrunk completely back to normal, then I pushed like I was taking a shit, and forced it right out of my ass. "Hey!" Andy complained, as I chuckled. "We need a shower Dude!" I said. "OK! As long as we can wash each other!" Andy said. "You know it," I said. Andy climbed off me then, and I climbed off the bed. My chest and belly were completely smeared with my semen, and the towel I'd been laying on was covered with it too. As I stood up, I suddenly felt some warm liquid leaking out of my ass. At first I was startled and worried I might be bleeding. Andy is rather good-sized afterall. I reached down and pushed my hand between my buttocks. My hole was still not closing completely, and as I rubbed my hand over it, more sticky goo ran out of it, and stuck to my hand. I snickered when I realized it was some of Andy's cum that was leaking back out of me. "Now you know how I feel!" Andy said, snickering. "Go sit on the loo a couple minutes and what's going to leak out, will." I followed Andy's instructions and sat on the toilet a couple minutes, and sure enough, some more of his cum leaked out of me, dripping down into the toilet. Eventually, I wiped myself, then Andy and I climbed into the shower together. We spent a lot of time washing each other, but we were both so spent and tired that we never bothered to try and get each other hard again. Instead, we rinsed off, and got out. We dried off, dried our hair, then went and crawled into bed together and drifted off to sleep. * * * While Andy and I were getting busy in our room, Jacob and the twins were busy in their's as well. Neither of the twins liked being fucked up the ass, although they both liked being the "top". It was lucky for them that it was Jacob who was rooming with them, and not Harry, as Harry was predominently a top as well, but Jacob loved "bottoming". Jacob knew the twins' preferences, so when they asked him to have sex with them, he offered to be the receiver for both of them, if they wanted to fuck! The twins of course jumped at the opportunity. Like I had done, Jacob got a bath towel and got on his hands and knees on top of it on the bed. Then Scott greased up his hardon and got into position behind Jacob. He took his time stuffing his penis up Jacob's ass. Once he was in though, he began slowly fucking Jacob. It didn't take long until he was plowing his dick in and out of Jacob's asshole, causing both of them immense pleasure. It didn't take Scott long to have his orgasm. He'd only been fucking Jacob for a minute or so, when suddenly he exploded, flooding Jacob's bowels with his boy juice. As Scott's orgasm continued, Jacob suddenly gasped and began dumping his load of cum all over the towel underneath him! They both continued cumming, shooting their loads, until their orgasms ended, less than a minute after they'd begun. "You came already?" John said to Jacob, sounding disappointed. "Yeah mate, I did," Jacob confessed. "It's OK though, I know you want to have your shot too. Come ahead, I'll let you do me yet too!" "You're so nice, Jacob!" John said, as he switched places with his brother. John didn't waste any time lubing his rod up. As Jacob's asshole was still open, because Scott had just vacated it, John gently slid his cock up inside Jacob. "Go ahead and shag me now!" Jacob said. John began fucking in and out of Jacob then. He took his time and ended up fucking Jacob for almost triple the amount of time his twin had. Eventually though his orgasm began to build up. He kept on shoving his dick in and out of Jacob's ass. Suddenly he groaned and began shooting his juice into Jacob's rectum. John had taken enough time to reach his climax, so that Jacob felt another orgasm coming on, himself. As John countinued pumping his ass full of semen, Jacob suddenly groaned and began squirting another load of cum on the towel under him. He came over and over, finally finishing just behind John. "Bugger! You guys are good. You both made me cum!" Jacob said, grinning. The twins grinned back at Jacob then. After a few minutes, the three boys all went into the bathroom and showered together. The twins wanted to play with each other and Jacob too of course. Jacob decided he'd had enough though. He got out of the shower and dried off, then went and crawled into his bed. He was fast asleep before the twins emerged from the bathroom, each having had another orgasm as they showered. When the twins saw that Jacob was sleeping, they quietly turned on the TV really low, and laid down to watch a movie. The TV was still on the next morning when the three boys woke up! * * * Harry spent the evening talking with his father, who was in an unusually good mood. He talked and talked to his son, telling him all about his new position in the company. He hoped Harry liked New York City, because he said he'd have to be in NY often for work, in fact, he said there was a good chance he would probably have to be in NY most of the time, soon. "What would you think about living here in New York, Harrison?" Mr. Phillips had said then. "What? Leave London?" Harry asked, alarmed. "Well, there is a possibility that could happen," Mr. Phillips said. "How would you like that?" "I wouldn't! Not a bit! We live in London! That's where I want to be!" Harry said, as he felt his chest beginning to constrict, and his eyes beginning to burn a little. Mr. Phillips' smile faded. "I see. I'd thought maybe you liked it enough here, that you'd be able to help me convince Elaine that it would be fun to live here." "Laney'd love to move here! You wouldn't have to convince her. I wouldn't like it though!" Harry said. "Could I move in with Jacob and his family if you have to move?" Mr. Phillips looked annoyed then. "Your place is with your own family Harrison! If we move to New York, you'd have to come with us, at least until it's time for you to enter University! I'm sorry if that's not to your liking." Harry jumped up then and walked into the bathroom saying he needed to take a shower. * * * Harry quickly stripped and stepped into the shower. He turned on the water, and only then did he let the tears that were welling in his eyes flow. He knew that his father wouldn't have brought up a move to New York unless it was a done deal. He knew that his father knew he wouldn't like it, and was only trying to ease him into the idea of the move. Harry sank to the floor of the tub as sobs wracked his body at the thought of being ripped away from his home and everything he knew, but most of all, he grieved because he was going to be taken far away from Jacob! Harry knew too, he could never let on to his father that Jacob was the main reason he really didn't want to move to NY. He remembered all too well, his father's comments over Easter at our house, when his family had come over for dinner. There was no way Harry would ever be able to admit to his father that he was gay, or that he was in love with Jacob. Without a clue as to how he was going to hide his feelings from his father, and already grieving over the loss of his beloved Jacob, all Harry could do was sob. Harry remained sitting on the floor of the tub, crying for some time, as the shower's spray beat down upon him. Eventually, he got control of his emotions and stopped crying. He got up and began washing then. As he washed his genitals, his penis started to harden, as it always did, whenever he touched himself. Harry continued 'washing' his penis and testicles. "And the bastard had to take me away from Jacob tonight too!" Harry muttered to himself, closing his eyes and trying to imagine Jacob standing in the shower next to him. In Harry's mind's eye, his own hand became Jacob's and as he stood masturbating himself with his soapy hand, he imagined that it was Jacob who was jerking him off. After a couple minutes, Harry began beating off faster. Then, suddenly, Harry gave a small gasp, and he fired his first load of spunk against the shower curtain. Gasping repeatedly a few times, Harry squirted 4-5 more loads of semen onto the curtain, before his orgasm finally subsided. Harry rinsed off and washed his cum off the shower curtain, then he got out of the shower and dried off. He pulled his jeans back on, without any boxers, then went back out into the room with his father. * * * "So when are we moving?" Harry asked. "Harrison, I told you, it's only a possibility!" Mr. Phillips said. "I don't know if I'll be offered the position or not!" "If you are offered it, when will we move?" Harry persisted. "Mid-August," Mr. Phillips said. "So that you'll be settled in here before the school term starts." Harry just stared at his father for a moment, then he walked over to his bed, turned down the covers, stripped off his jeans and went to crawl into bed. "You sleep nude?" Mr. Phillips asked, staring at his son, whom he hadn't seen naked in quite some time. Mr. Phillips thought for a moment, remembering fondly, the last time he'd seen Harry nude. It was a night long ago when Harry had run into his study and dropped his pajama bottoms, proudly thrusting his pelvis out toward him, proclaiming that he'd discovered his first few pubic hairs. Now, as he gazed at his son's bare body, Mr. Phillips realized that Harry was almost all grown up. He had a young man's genitals now, with a large bush of pubic hair surrounding them. Harry's baby fat had disappeared, leaving in its place what could only be described as a beautiful, lean, male body, with nice muscle tone. For a moment, Mr. Phillips felt proud of himself for having fathered such a handsome young man, and he fantasized momentarily about Harry lounging by a swimming pool with several gorgeous young women all vying for his attention. His pleasant thoughts were interrupted however when Harry spoke again. "There's a lot of things you don't know about me Father. I'm going to sleep now. I'm very tired. Good night." Harry said. Harry's father was silent a moment, but finally he said, somewhat sadly, "Yes, I suppose that's true. I am sorry for that Harrison. Good night son." Harry didn't respond. He just crawled into his bed and rolled onto his side, facing away from his father. Mr. Phillips quietly turned his own bed down then, picked up his pajamas, and went into the bathroom. Harry pretended he was sleeping when his father returned and got into his own bed. Harry laid awake for quite some time afterward, fighting back tears, as he contemplated what was going to happen to his life. Only after he heard his father snoring rhythmically for a few minutes, did he finally give into his emotions. As his father slept on, unaware, Harry began weeping again. He laid in his bed, crying quietly, until finally, completely exhausted, he fell asleep... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly. If you're enjoying this story, and my other currently running story "The Abandoned Boy" under 'high school', you might want to look for my new story "Brothers, Friends, & Lovers" under 'young friends' too. Enjoy!