Date: Thu, 24 Feb 2005 21:19:22 -0800 (PST) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 79 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 79 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Surprise!" Everyone gathered outside the front door yelled. I stood with my mouth hanging open, staring at them in shock, as they all grinned at me. "What the Hell?????" I said, when I finally found my voice. It was all the guys in the band! Jeremy was standing with Craig too. And, standing right in front of me were the twins!!! "Yo Horse! You gonna invite us in or what? It's gettin' a little damp out here," Boner drawled finally. Everyone started laughing then. As was usually the case in England, it was gray and drizzling. Still staring with my mouth hanging open, I let Andy pull me back out of the doorway, as both John and Scott launched themselves at me, throwing their arms around me, chorusing, "Are you surprised?" Grinning and hugging them, I laughed and said, "Most definitely! I can't believe it! What're you guys all doing here?" "Well, we decided we wanted to do some traveling yet this summer before we all shipped off to college!" Craig said. "Yeah, then the squirts here got all depressed when they heard we were comin' over here without 'em, so Grandma called your stepmom and -" Boner said. "YOU KNEW!" I cried accusatively, twisting in the twins' embrace and pointing at Elizabeth, cutting Boner off in mid-sentence. She was grinning, and so were the boys. "YOU KNEW TOO!" I said pointing at Jacob and Harry, who laughed and nodded. Then it dawned on me why Andy was up so early. "Holy Shit! You knew too! Didn't you?" I said. "Of course!" Andy said, chuckling. "How the hell did you manage to keep it a secret from me?" I asked. "You can never keep a secret!" "John! I'm shocked!" Andy said, suddenly giving me an admonishing look. "I'll have you know I'm an expert at keeping secrets!" Everyone laughed then. "Well!" Andy said indignantly. "Be that way then!" We all laughed even harder then. When the laughter died down, I suddenly realized Grandma wasn't there. "So where's Grandma?" I asked. "Home!" Scott and John said, in unison. "Why didn't she come?" I asked. "She thought it would be nice if we had some 'guy-time' with you!" Scott said. "Actually, we think maybe she wanted a break from US though!" John added. "Would there be a reason why she'd need a break from you guys?" I asked, eyeing them. "NO!" they both cried, looking hurt, yet at the same time, slightly guilty. "Hmmm... well, we'll discuss this some more later!" I said. "It's not that!" John said. "She's going to go on a trip with Aunt Hazel, while we're away. They're going to the Trapp Family Lodge up in Vermont for a few days to relax." "How're they getting there?" I asked, immediately worried about them. Grandma was an OK driver, but her best friend, who we affectionately called Aunt Hazel, was a terror on the road. The boys snickered and Scott said, "It's a bus trip!" "Thank God!" I said, laughing. Suddenly, as I looked around at the guys, a thought hit me. "Um... not to be rude, but, where is everyone going to sleep?" I asked, glancing at Elizabeth. "Not to worry!" Mitchell said. "Your stepmom fixed it up with your boss. We're all staying at that pub you sing at. Except the kids. You get to have them here with you." "Hey!" John said. "Who're you calling 'kids'?" Scott asked, feigning indignance, and glaring at Mitchell. "You two!" Boner said, stepping toward them, and suddenly leering threateningly at them, as if he might try to grab them and tickle them. "NO!" they both yelled, and leaped behind me, as if for protection. "It's been like this the whole way here," Pete said. "Musta been quite the plane ride!" I said, looking at Boner, and raising my eyebrows a little. "What?" he said. "They kind of adopted me as their surrogate big brother after you left!" I turned to the twins and gave them a suprised look. "Well, after you left, we didn't have a way to get to the beach," Scott explained. "And Grandma's still nervous about us being there alone, since the rip tide incident," John added. "So we called Boner and asked if he'd take us," Scott said. "And he did," John finished, smiling. "So, Boner's become your chauffeur and personal life guard?" I asked. Grinning devilishly, Scott said "Well, yeah!" as if I should've figured that out. "WHAT? Is that all I am?" Steve cried indignantly, pulling me from in front of the boys, and lunging at them. "Outta my way Horse! Let me at 'em!" "NO!!!!" They both shrieked, and ran out to the kitchen giggling. Steve straightened back up to his full height and grinned sheepishly at me. "They did call me for a ride to the beach a couple days after you left. They seemed kinda depressed because you were gone, so I took them. I always liked them anyway, and we kinda hit it off. They seem to like hanging out with me and the guys too. But don't worry - nobody'll ever replace you!" Chuckling, I said "I'm not worried. Just surprised at you putting in some time with them. Seriously though, thanks for looking after them when I'm not around. I'm sure they have a great time with you. And, I expect they look up to you a lot more than you think." Boner blushed, and didn't reply, but smiled stupidly at me. "You can come out now!" I called, looking at the kitchen door. The door opened a little bit, and two pairs of eyes peered warily out the crack between the door and the jamb at us. Seeing Steve still standing with us, the twins pushed the door open and grinning, they rejoined us. "Butt heads!" Steve muttered loud enough for everyone to hear! "Bone head!" they boys muttered in unison in reply. The three of them broke into grins then. "Anyway! This is SO COOL that you guys are all here!" I said, grinning. "Have you guys eaten breakfast yet?" "Not really," Craig said. "All they gave us on the plane was a lousy piece of shrink-wrapped coffee cake and a cup of weak coffee," Julian said. "And that was about three hours ago," Jeremy sighed. "Well, come to the kitchen gentlemen, and John will feed us all!" Elizabeth said. I gave Elizabeth a surprised look, and was about to thank her for volunteering me, but she blushed, and smiled shyly and added "Um... I'd offer to cook for you, but as my lads will attest, my cooking might be inedible!" Andy, the boys and I all snickered, and the guys grinned. Then, we followed Elizabeth out to the kitchen, where with Andy, Jacob, and Harry's help, I quickly fried up a few pounds of bacon and sausages, scrambled a massive amount of eggs, and made a pile of toast. Everyone ate their fill, and drank plenty of coffee and juice as well. It was a noisy meal, as several conversations were going at once, as we all caught up with each other, on the latest news, and goings on in our lives. As we were eating, Evan arrived. I was surprised to find he too was in on the guys' surprise visit. He was very happy to see the twins again, and they were happy to see him too. Evan was also very pleased to finally meet all my friends from the States. There was some food left, so Evan fixed himself a plate, and joined us. * * * Later, as we were getting ready to leave for the Bell & Crown, to get the guys situated and introduce them to our favorite pub, Evan motioned me aside. "Obviously this puts our plan on hold," he said. "What plan?" Jacob asked. He'd come up behind Evan, without Evan noticing. "Nothing," I said. "Just something Evan and I have to take care of." Jacob looked questioningly at me, but I told him it was nothing he needed to worry about. "Whatever," he said, and walked away, giving me a look that indicated he didn't believe me, and wanted to know what was up. "Sorry about that," Evan muttered, as I turned back to him. "Don't worry about it," I said. "But, you're right, We'll have to hold off on it till after the guys go home again. Although... we might get in another reconnaisance mission, if we take them by the Barley Mow for a Ploughman's one day!" "Brilliant idea Mate! Count me in!" Evan said, grinning. "Of course!" I said, grinning back at him. I noticed Jacob was keeping a close eye on us from across the room, and expected he would be questioning me some more later on. A few minutes later, leaving the twins home with the boys and Elizabeth, Evan, Andy, the guys and I all set off for the Bell & Crown. When we got there, Boner and Pete both told me they were glad they were following me in the cars they'd rented, because neither was happy with driving on the "wrong side of the road" yet. Evan, Andy, and I snickered at them of course. * * * "This is GREAT!" Mitchell, exclaimed, when we walked into the Bell & Crown. "Oh yeah!" Boner, chimed in in his deep baritone voice. "A real English pub!" Craig said, grinning and looking around. "And... the best thing," Julian said, grinning and waggling his eyebrows at us, "is that we're old enough to drink here!" Julian had been to England with his family the previous summer, and had some pleasant memories of a few fun-filled afternoons he'd spent in various pubs. "Lads!" Sophie cried across the bar when she saw us. Bustling over to us, she asked, "Will these be yer mates who'll be lodging with us then?" "YOU KNEW TOO?" I cried, incredulously. "Well, of course!" Sophie replied, smiling slyly. "I know everything!" "Yeah, these are them - motley crew that they are," I said, grinning back at her. "HEY!" a couple of the guys protested. Just then, Arthur and George walked over to us. I made introductions between everyone. Afterward, Arthur showed us all upstairs to the rooms the guys would be staying in. The six of them were renting three rooms, and would be bunking two to a room. Pete and Mitchell would share a room, Boner and Julian would have another, and Craig and Jeremy would have the third. "Hey Van Gogh! You two better not be 'screamers'!" Boner said, fixing Craig and Jeremy with a look, when he realized the beds in his room were up against the same wall as the beds in Craig and Jeremy's room. They both blushed, and Craig said, "Julian you better hide! It's any port in a storm for Boner! If he hears someone havin' a good time, he's instantly boned and ready for action! And he's not picky about who he's with!" Julian's eyes got big and he backed away from Steve. "Asshole!" Boner muttered, glaring at Craig. Everyone chuckled then. A few minutes later, the guys had all dumped their things, looked around, used the bathroom and were ready for pint, so we all headed back downstairs to the pub. We spent the rest of the afternoon visiting over pints of bitter, and plates of Doughed Bangers, which much to Andy's delight, quickly became one of the guys' favorite British foods! We played several rounds of 'Arrows' and 'Snooker'. At one point, at the urging of some of the guys, I gave them a preview of what my Friday afternoon shows were like. When I launched into one of the songs we always sang together as a group, the guys all leaped to their feet and joined in, much to the delight of the assembled patrons at the bar. "Man, I wish we had our equipment here, so we could play together," Legs lamented, after we'd returned to our table. "Yeah," Craig said, sadly. I grinned and said, "How about you guys rent some equipment while you're here? You can keep it in our garage, and we can play there!" Everyone seemed enthusiastic about the idea, and we decided to check into it the next day, while we were out site-seeing. It was evening before we knew it. The guys had all been up for about 28 hours straight, save for a quick nap they may have grabbed on the plane, and had consumed a lot of beer already, were beginning to yawn constantly. Also, Evan had to leave to be at work at 7:00. I suggested that Andy and I take off, so the guys could turn in early and get a good night's sleep. They all wanted to party on, but with a little prodding from Andy and I, we convinced them maybe they should take our advice. We all said good night, and the guys headed up to their rooms, while Evan, Andy and I left. * * * As we walked in the door back at the house, Elizabeth was on her way up to her room to take a nap, before she had to go to work. I told Jacob, Harry, and the twins to hold the noise level down. They promised they would, then they grinned at us, and all headed up to Jacob's room to hang out. Andy gave me a knowing look, and as they disappeared up the stairs, he said, "think they're going up there to shag?" "Gee... what would give you THAT idea?" I said, smirking at him. "Maybe we should go up to our room for some of the same?" he asked. Grinning, I grabbed his hand and we headed up the stairs too, with Jack trailing behind us with a bone in his mouth. * * * It must've been a full moon that night, because everyone was hornier than usual. In Jacob's room, the boys were no sooner behind closed doors, than they all began shucking their clothes off, dropping them wherever they happened to be standing. Within seconds, all four of them were butt naked. Smiling, Scott stepped over to Jacob and gave his ass a squeeze. Jacob returned his Smile and reached down, cupping Scott's scrotum, which was dangling loosely behind his quickly hardening cock. Scott smiled and closed his eyes as Jacob gently squeezed his testicles. Harry stepped over to John then and reached for his penis and began massaging it. John reached for Harry's and followed suit. Soon, paired off as they were, John and Jacob were lying on their backs, on the edge of Jacob's bed, their feet planted firmly on the floor. And Harry and Scott were kneeling between their legs, sucking up and down their hard shafts, as the two looked down at them, moaning softly with pleasure. * * * Across the hall in our room, Andy was lying sprawled on his stomach, diagonally on the bed, with a pillow under his pelvis. His legs were splayed, and his bubble butt was sticking up in the air. I grinned lewdly, as my dick stiffened to its full hardness, and my breath became heavy, as I gazed down at his perfect, tight, pink puckered rosebud. A moment later, I knelt between my boyfriends legs and leaned forward. I placed one hand on each of Andy's globular cheeks and held them further apart, completely exposing his inner beauty. Then, I leaned in and began molesting his asshole with my tongue. "Oh Fuck!" Andy cried, softly, as I buried my face between his cheeks, and began ravishing his most private area with my tongue. * * * Even Elizabeth was feeling horny that night. As she lay waiting for sleep to overcome her, she thought about all of my friends, and how handsome they all were. Somewhat abashedly, she recalled how she'd been particularly taken with Boner. His soft baritone voice was so sexy, and he was extremely good looking. He was also very tall and very well built. Idly, she wondered if his dick could possibly be as large as mine. She began thinking then about how shortly after I'd moved in, she'd caught me in the upstairs hallway, running nude, with a hardon, from the bathroom to the towel closet for a towel. Suddenly, Elizabeth realized her hand had moved to her crotch, and she was pressing a finger between her labia. Embarrassed at starting to masturbate over thoughts of me and my friends, she quickly ripped her hand away from her crotch, which was hot and wet from her excitement. She could smell her strong scent on her fingers. Quickly she wiped her finger off on a tissue, then rolled on her side and waited to fall asleep, trying her best to put images of me, Boner, and the other guys out of her mind. * * * While we were all getting busy on Beaumont Crescent, down at the Bell & Crown, all the guys had gone back to their rooms. They too were all horny though. Craig and Jeremy of course had sequestered themselves in their room, and were attempting to have quiet intercourse. Jeremy was being rather silent, as he slid his dick swiftly in and out of Craig's asshole. Craig on the other hand was experiencing extreme pleasure, as Jeremy's dick was rubbing back and forth over his prostate gland. He was on his hands and knees, and Jeremy was behind him, fucking him doggie style, and both boys were quickly nearing their orgasms. The feelings Craig was having were so good, he couldn't help moaning. "Harder!" Craig gasped after a minute. Jeremy sped up a little more, and the squeaking of the bedsprings got louder and faster. Jeremy was plowing in and out of Craig as hard and fast as he could then. Suddenly, Craig climaxed! His face contorted, and he groaned as a string of cum shot out the end of his dick. His sphincter clamped tightly around Jeremy's dick, letting Jeremy know that he'd begun cumming. A moment later, as Craig was shooting his second load, Jeremy's orgasm began, and with a groan he started filling Craig's rectum with his hot semen. Both boys grunted or gasped, and moaned with with pleasure as each spasm of their mutual orgasm swept over them. Jeremy filled Craig's butt with his love juice, and Craig sprayed his all over a towel he'd laid under him, just for that purpose. After their orgasm ended, they stayed in the position they were in. Jeremy's penis was still lodged snuggly in Craig's rectum. He leaned over Craig, lying on his back and wrapped his arms around him. Hugging him tightly, Jeremy nuzzled his face against the side of Craig's neck, enjoying his partner's scent. Occasionally, he felt Craig's sphincter tighten slightly around his shrinking dick. A couple minutes later, Jeremy pulled out of Craig. Craig pulled the towel out from under him, and the two boys collapsed onto the bed. Exhausted, Jeremy pulled the covers up over them, and soon, they were both asleep, snuggled up against each other. * * * Next door in their room, Julian had crawled into his bed, and was lying on his stomach nearly asleep. "You awake?" Boner asked, from his bed. Too tired to talk, Julian ignored him, hoping he'd think he was asleep. Boner was feeling horny though. He was thinking about Cindy, who he was missing very much. He liked Julian, but he really wished it was Cindy who was sharing a room with him. If it was her, he knew they'd have shoved the beds together by then, and right then, they'd be going at it. It didn't help matters, that he heard the incessant squeaking of bedsprings, and Craig's and Jeremy's occasional moans coming from the wall behind him. Feeling horny, and Not being that tired yet, Boner picked up his cell phone and dialed Cindy's number. "Hey sweetie," Boner said into the phone. "Yeah, we had a great flight, and a great day. Everyone says to say Hello," Boner said. A pause. "Yeah, he was surprised for sure!" Boner said. "Of course I miss you!" Boner said. "Someone else REALLY misses you!" Boner snickered quietly and said shyly, "'Dickie' of course!" "'Dickie'???" Julian thought to himself from his bed, suddenly becoming fully awake again, out of curiosity. "Yeah, he's stiff as a board, and could use a good tongue-lashing!" Boner said. "OH MY GOD!" Julian thought. "'Dickie' is Boner's boner!" "I got him out now, and I'm giving him a good rub down," Boner said. "Oh FUCK! He's jacking off with me in the room!" Julian cringed. "Hang on, I gotta get my lube. You get your dildo!" Boner said, suddenly sounding aroused. There was silence for a moment, except for some rustling around. Then after things quieted down, Julian heard the top of a tube or bottle open, then, after a moment, he heard the distinct "snapping" sound of a hand sliding swiftly up and down a well-lubed dick. "Awww Jeeze ...." Julian thought, wishing he could just get up and leave. Of course he couldn't. Oddly though, he suddenly felt his own dick beginning to stiffen, at the thought of what Boner was doing to himself. "Oh this is just great!" he thought to himself, as his dick became stiffer. "Oh yeah, suck me baby!" Boner was saying. "Mmmmm your pussy tastes good!" "Mmmm... yeah, tell me more!" Boner said, a minute later. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum if you keep that up!" Boner said. "Oh fuck!" Julian thought, as he moved slightly and surreptitiously reached down to adjust his now full-fledged hardon, so he wasn't lying on it so it was painfully bent in half. A moment later, Julian thought it sounded like Boner had sped up his stroke a little. The bed springs were squeaking a little faster and louder. He could also hear the ther boy's heavy breathing. Much to his dismay, he realized he'd begun gently humping the mattress. "What the fuck am I doing? Why am I boned???" Julian asked himself, as he stopped moving. He couldn't get his stiffy to go down though. "Keep doing that!" Boner croaked, sounding like he was nearing his climax. "AWwwwwww!!!!! FUcckkk!!!" Boner gasped a moment later, as he began ejaculating ropes of cum all over his torso. "MMMMMMmmm!" he moaned, as another wave of pleasure swept over him. Julian's dick was throbbing, and had begun leaking pre-cum by that point. "Damn!" he thought, as he lay quietly, listening to his friend having his orgasm. After a couple more exclaimations, Julian heard Steve's bed springs stop squeaking. "Oh yeah Babe, that was great! Nothing like the real thing though," Boner said. Julian lay quietly listening, as Boner finished his conversation with Cindy. They hung up a couple minutes later. Boner used several tissues to wipe his chest and belly clean, then he rolled over and pulled the covers up over himself. Five minutes later, Julian heard snoring coming from his bed. Still hard as a rock, and unable to fall asleep, Julian rolled onto his back and disgustedly shoved his bed clothes down. He reached inside his boxers and shoved the waistband down with his left hand, as he grasped his stiff penis with his right and began masturbating. Instantly, he felt much better. Glancing over at Steve, to see if he was really asleep, Julian spied Steve's tube of lube laying on the table between their beds. Smiling, he reached for it, squirted a bit into his right hand, and put the tube back on the table. Then, he shoved his boxers down, and cupped his balls with his left hand, kneading them gently, as he wrapped his right hand around his shaft, and began sliding his hand up and down his rod. A minute later, Julian's bed springs were squeaking slightly, as he pistoned his slick hand up and down his hardon. His head was tilted backward, with his chin jutting up toward the ceiling, and he was breathing heavily through his mouth. He could tell it wouldn't be long until he exploded. Recalling the sound of Steve's voice during his orgasm a few minutes earlier, Julian was suddenly propelled into his own orgasm, and gasping quietly, he fired a load of cum that shot through the air and landed on his chin and neck. "Oh!" he gasped softly, as a second load streaked over his left breast. "Mmmmmm" he moaned, splattering his belly with more semen. Julian spasmed a few more times. By the time his orgasm ended, his stomach and chest were streaked and splattered with gobs of cum. "Yeach!" he muttered to himself, as he released his shrinking penis and looked down at the mess he'd made of himself. There was a dribble of semen on his thumb. Absent mindedly, as he usually did when some of his cum got on his hand, he moved his hand to his mouth, and licked the cum off his thumb. He made a little face, as the familiar tanginess of his own semen diffused through his mouth. "Jesus, why do I eat my own cum like that?" he thought to himself. Then he thought, "Well, at least it sure felt good! Julian pulled a handful of tissues from the box, and wiped himself clean. Afterward, he pulled the covers up over him, and with the flavor of his own semen still lingering in his mouth, he flipped back over onto his stomach and closed his eyes. A couple minutes later, Julian was sleeping peacefully. * * * Back at Beaumont Crescent, in Jacob's room, Jacob and John were both on their backs on the edge of Jacob's bed. Their legs were pulled up, John's being hooked over Harry's shoulders, and Jacob's over Scott's. Scott was swiftly fucking his lubed cock in and out of Jacob, and Harry was doing the same to John. Jacob and John were each running a hand up and down their stiff dicks, which they'd both liberally coated with a handful of KY Jelly. All four boys were flushed and breathing heavily, as each neared the height of their arousal, each being on the verge of cumming. Suddenly, Scott groaned and Jacob felt his rectum being filled with the boy's hot cum. At the same time, John gasped, as his orgasm began as well. His asshole clamped tightly around Harry's dick, as he squirted a glob of cum onto his chest. Feeling John's sphincter clenching his penis, Harry groaned and fired a load of his own cum deep into John's bowels. With everyone else cumming, Jacob joined the others, shooting a load of semen that arced through the air, and landed on his nose and mouth. As Scott and Harry continued fucking Jacob and John respectively, all four boys continued spasming. Jacob and John coated their chests and bellies with their cum, as Scott and Harry emptied themselves into their partner's rectums. "Damn! That was brilliant!" Jacob exclaimed when they'd all finished cumming. "I'll say!" Scott said, grinning at him. "Fuck yeah!" John smiled. Harry just sighed and grinned. * * * About the same time, across the hallway in our room, I was giving it to Andy up the ass. "Fuck! I'm going to cum John!" Andy gasped, as I was laying on top of him, plowing my 9 inches of meat in and out of him. A moment later, Andy let out a strangled gasp, and I felt his sphincter contract tightly around my dick, as he ejaculated a huge glob of cum on the pillow he was laying on. "AAAwwwww!" I cried, as I suddenly shot a load up his ass. The two of us moaned intermittently, as we each continued cumming. I shot 6 or 7 loads deep inside Andy, and he dumped as many onto his pillow, before we were both finished. When we were done, we rolled off Andy's pillow, and he said "Bugger! I certainly saturated that!" Snickering, I pulled Andy back toward me, spooning him, my dick still up his ass. "You can share mine," I told him, smiling, as he turned his head to kiss me. * * * As we were having fun at our house, Evan was on break at the cinema. He was bored, and sporting a hardon, as he imagined what Andy and I were probably doing with each other, and bemoaning the fact he wasn't able to be with us. He hoped nobody would notice his bulge. After a couple minutes of trying to think about something else, his pants were still tenting very obviously. "Son of a Bitch!" Evan muttered to himself, and he stalked off to the men's room. The men's room was empty, which caused Evan to smile. Quickly he stepped into the far end stall, unrolled some toilet paper, wadded it up, then pulled his penis out and began to beat off. After a couple minutes off swiftly pumping up and down his dick, Evan felt his orgasm start. Quickly he shoved the wad of toilet paper in front of his penis. "Awww!" he gasped as quietly as possible, as he squirted a stream of jism out his penis. The majority of it hit the tissue, but some shot out beyond it, and fell to the floor. "Fuck!" Evan thought. Then he moaned softly as he fired another load. This landed completely in the tissue. Evan kept on pumping his dick, and shooting globs of semen into the toilet paper for the next half minute or so. Eventually his orgasm ended, and he wiped the tip of his cock off. He dropped the tissue in the toilet and pulled some more off the roller, and used that to clean up his mess on the floor. He dropped that in the toilet too and flushed. Then he put his dick away, straightened his clothes out, and emerged from the stall. He stopped short and turned red in the face, when he saw and older man standing at one of the urinals, looking at him in a lecherous way. Slowly the man backed up and showed Evan his dick, which was hard, which he was stroking slowly. Evan suddenly felt nauseous, and walked away, turning the corner and walking around to the side of the bathroom where the sinks were. Quickly he washed his hands, then he went back to work. * * * At the Bell & Crown, Pete and Mitchell were both fast asleep. As he slept, Pete dreamt about the blond stewardess he'd met on the plane, who was absolutely gorgeous. She had the nicest boobs. Just big enough for him to hold in each hand comfortably. In his dream, he and the stewardess wedged themselves into a bathroom, and she bared her breasts for him. As Pete happily sucked first on her left nipple, then her right, causing them to get extremely pointy with arousal, she'd lifted her skirt, and pulled down her panties. Then she'd reached for Pete's belt, undid it, and opened his jeans and pushed them, and his boxers down to his knees, exposing Pete's hard dick, the tip of which was dripping with pre-cum. She'd hoisted her hips up, and slowly lowered herself over Pete's dick, holding it in place with her hand, so that it pointed directly into her vagina, and slid up inside her hot, dripping cunt, as she settled onto Pete's lap. "Fuck!" Pete moaned in his sleep, and he began humping the bed, as in his dream, the stewardess had begun fucking up and down on him. "MMmmmm!!!" Pete moaned, a little more loudly. Mitchell woke suddenly, wondering what had caused him to wake up. He lay listening for a few seconds, then becoming more fully awake, he heard Pete's continual low moaning, and the squeaking of bed springs. Glancing over at Pete's bed in the semi-darkness of the room, he saw Pete's hips moving up and down, as he humped the bed. Mitchell grinned and snickered to himself as he watched Pete, obviously having one hell of a dream. Suddenly, Pete cried "Fuck!" and jerked awake, pulling his hips up in the air, and holding them up off the bed. "Awww! Sonofabitch! " Pete groaned, looking down between his body and the mattress, disgusted that he'd had a wet dream and made a mess of himself and his bed. Smirking to himself, Mitchell closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He felt his own dick beginning to expand though, and wished Pete was asleep, so he could service himself. Even though Mitchell was asleep, as far as he knew, Pete was embarrassed that he'd had a wet dream. Usually he didn't have them, as either he had sex often enough, or as was more often the case, he masturbated 2-3 times a day. Due to their traveling, he hadn't jerked off in a couple days, thus, the wet dream. Pete pulled off his boxers and used the dry part of them to wipe himself and his bed off. Then he threw them down on the floor and settled back down. After a while, he fell back asleep. "Finally," Mitchell thought, when he heard Pete's light snoring beginning again. Quietly he turned over onto his back. He waited a couple minutes until he was sure that Pete was really asleep, then, he reached down and pulled his socks off. He tossed one on the floor, but the other, he slid over his hardon, till it was all the way on him. Then he wadded up the material and wrapped his hand around the ball of cloth between his hand and his dick and began sliding it slowly up and down the full length of his shaft. "Mmmmm" he thought, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling. Slowly, Mitchell continued masturbating, using the wad of sock as his stimulus. Slowly, his excitement built. About five minutes later, Mitchell was still pumping his penis slowly with his sock, but his excitement level was so high, that his body was rigid and trembling. He knew his orgasm was about to hit him. He wanted to make it as good as possible, so he masturbated himself as slowly as he could. Suddenly a minute later, Mitchell couldn't take it anymore and gave into his desires. He began pounding his hand up and down his dick. A moment later, he gasped silently, as his body stiffened, and his dick erupted. He launched a huge glob of cum out his urethra, which landed in the toe of his sock. Continuing pumping his penis, Mitchell tensed up and shot load after load of cum into his sock for the next several seconds. Eventually, spent, Mitchell's body finally relaxed. He waited a moment, until the last of his cum oozed out of his dick. Then, he pulled the wet sock off his dick, and wiped the head of his cock dry. He tossed the wet sock onto the floor, then pulled up his boxers and the blankets and went back to sleep. * * * Just before her alarm clock was due to wake her up, so she could go to work, Elizabeth was lying in her bed, moaning softly, and moving about a little. She was dreaming about Alan. Alan was in bed with her, and he was frisky. He was sucking on her left nipple, and had pushed his hand down into her panties and was fondling her wet vagina. As she dreamt about Alan rubbing her Clitoris, Elizabeth's left hand moved to her crotch and she began masturbating in her sleep. Soon, in her dream, Alan had crawled between her legs and mounted her. She writhed with pleasure as he impaled her with his big cock, shoving it deep inside her. As she dreamed about Alan fucking her, Elizabeth's hand was very busy rubbing her clit. In her dream, Elizabeth closed her eyes, thorougly lost in her passionate feelings, as Alan continued pumping in and out of her. After a while, Alan's dick began to feel even better to her. It felt slightly larger, and his strokes didn't feel quite the same. They felt better in some way. In her dream, she opened her eyes and realized it wasn't Alan who was on top of her, sliding his dick in and out of her. It took her a moment to focus, before she realized that it was me who was fucking her. It was my face, contorted with passionate pleasure that was only inches from her's. A drop of sweat ran down the tip of my nose and threatened to drip down onto her face, as I plunged my rod in and out of her. "OH JOHN!" she cried out, as her orgasm swept over her. Elizabeth awoke with a start, as her body convulsed with pleasure. "UNnnhhh!" she groaned and twisted, as he hand kept on rubbing her clitoris. As Elizabeth became fully awake, she realized she'd been dreaming, and that as she'd slept, she'd been masturbating. Being in mid-orgasm, and feeling so completely pleasured, she was unable to stop herself though, and continued rubbing her vaginal opening, raking her fingers over her love nub. Finally, almost a minute later, after her orgasm ended, Elizabeth pulled her hand away from her soaked cunt. As the smell of her sex juices pervaded the room, she lie remembering with embarrassment how it was her step-son she'd been dreaming about, rather than her late husband. "NO!" She burst out, as tears of shame and pain filled her eyes. "Why can't I get John out of my mind! It's WRONG of me to desire him that way! Besides that, he doesn't really seem interested in women at all very much, and he'd never be interested in a woman my age anyway! And on top of it, he has Andy!" "BUGGER!" she hissed. Eventually, in a foul mood, Elizabeth got up. She put on a bathrobe and headed for the bathroom, to get ready for work. * * * After I'd fucked Andy, still naked, I'd slipped quickly into the bathroom, to wash my dick, which smelled slightly of his rectum. I soaped myself up good, and rinsed and dried off. After all the attention I'd just given it, my dick was at full mast again. Grinning to myself, I decided to go see if Andy was up for seconds. When I opened the bathroom door, Elizabeth was standing right in front of me, poised to knock. "Shit!" I exclaimed, turning beet red, and thrusting my hands downward to cover my privates. Being hard, it was impossible to hide everything. In the instant before I'd covered myself at all, Elizabeth had looked down and gawked when she saw my full-fledged hardon. "uh..." she said. "I thought you were sleeping yet," I said, feeling my face burning. "S-sorry!" She stammered, turning bright red herself, as she realized she was still staring at my hands that were barely covering my crotch. I quickly side-stepped past her, opened my bedroom door and darted inside. As I did so, Elizabeth turned and looked down at my ass, getting a good look at that too. Elizabeth quickly stepped into the bathroom, and closed the door. "BUGGER!" She hissed to herself, as she felt her nether regions stirring again, as she recalled the image of my naked, fully aroused body, which was now etched forever in her brain. * * * "What the hell's wrong with you?" Andy asked, as I leaped into our room, my face purple, and my erection quickly wilting. When I told him what had just happened, he roared with laughter, to the point he had tears in his eyes. "FINE!" I snapped. "Just wait'll you're naked and hard sometime. I'm gonna shove you out in the hall so Elizabeth can get a gander at your prime piece of meat!" Andy laughed all the harder at that, as I sat glaring at him. Eventually, he calmed down and asked if I wanted to have a little more fun. I told him I wasn't in the mood anymore. Apparently feeling a little admonished, Andy apologized for laughing, and asked me to get into bed and snuggle with him then. Having nothing else to do, I got into bed. Andy joined me and turned off the light and snuggled up to me. As we lay together, the warmth and softness of Andy's naked body laying lovingly up against me, soothed my nerves, making my bad mood fade away. * * * A few minutes later, Elizabeth emerged from the bathroom, ready to leave for work. She paused outside our door, then knocked lightly and asked, "John, are you alright?" "Yes," I said. "Are you sure?" she asked, sounding upset. Not really wanting to, I got up and grabbed my house coat and put it on. I opened the door and looked out at her. She looked upset. "I am so sorry John," she said. "It's not your fault. I shouldn't have wandered out of my room naked," I said. Elizabeth looked upset yet, like she was really bothered about it yet. "It's OK - really," I said. I wrapped my arms around Elizabeth and gave her a hug. As I hugged her, Elizabeth felt even more guilty that she was enjoying the feeling of being in my arms so much. As I held her that way for a couple minutes, her enjoyment of our closeness overcame her guilt, and she basked in the comfort of my strong arms wrapped around her. She also realized that she could feel the bulge of my penis, even though it was flacid, as it pressed into her belly. Suddenly, she began to feel aroused again. Guiltily, she Quickly broke our hug, saying she had to leave. As I watched her curiously, wondering what was really going on with her, she called goodbye to Andy and the boys, and quickly headed for the stairs, saying she'd see us at breakfast. I went back into our room and crawled back into bed with Andy then. * * * As she drove off toward the hospital, Elizabeth began berating herself again for her lustful, incestuous thoughts for me. Not paying attention to traffic, she almost rear-ended someone who stopped suddenly. "Bugger! I've got to get my mind onto something else, before I kill myself!" she thought, as she started up again... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.