Date: Sun, 18 Dec 2005 19:06:30 -0800 (PST) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 85 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 85 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- At first when we heard the man holler, just after we'd finished making love, Andy and I froze. Andy was on his hands and knees with his pants down, and I was on my knees behind him, bent over him, hugging his body - also naked from the waist down, with my slowly softening dick still stuffed up his ass. "You two should really get a room!" we hear Boner snicker, just as I unceremoniously pulled out of Andy, and stood up to pull my pants up. "You asshole!" I cried, standing there with my then quickly shriveling dick glistening in the moonlight due to the wetness of my cum and Andy's spit that was still coating it. "You scared us half to death!" Andy was still on his hands and knees. His asshole was stuck open a little yet, from my recent presence within him. There was a dribble of my cum running out of it, and down his perineum toward his dangling ball sack. "Aw man!" Boner drawled, cringing and looking away, as he stepped out from behind a gravestone and saw our conditions, "Get dressed, will ya? Christ! I'm gettin' a little tired of walking up on you two going at it outside at night!" "Excuse me?" I asked, as I bent and pulled my underwear and jeans back up. I felt rather uncomfortable pulling my pants up with my dick still moist, but I didn't want to take the time to find something to wipe it dry with. Boner chuckled and reminded us then of how he and Cindy saw us at the beach back home the night of the senior ball. "Oh yeah," I muttered, glad it was dark enough so Boner couldn't see me blushing over the fact that he'd just seen me naked with a semi, which was still wet from our lovemaking. "So... what're you doing here?" Andy asked, trying to change the subject. He'd gotten up and was pulling his pants up too. Boner chuckled and said "Jewels started getting happy with himself after he thought I was sleeping, so I got dressed and left, so he could have some privacy. Told him I was going down the hall to the loo to take care of myself too." "And... did you do that?" Andy interrupted, smiling innocently. I noticed though that he was squirming about. I expected that like me, he too was experiencing a little discomfort from not having been able to clean himself after our encounter. In the moonlight, I could see Boner looked embarrassed. "Well... not that it's any of your business, but yes I did!" he said, sounding slightly offended. As I chuckled, Andy smiled sweetly at him and batted his eyelashes and said, "That's too bad. If you hadn't, John and I might have been able to help you out!" As I broke into a full laugh, Boner glared at Andy and muttered "I think not!" Andy laughed then too, and after a minute Boner allowed himself a chuckle as well. "So how'd you end up out here?" I asked, when our laughter had subsided. "Well, I thought I'd let Jewels have a little extra time, in case he wasn't finished, so I wandered down the hall and looked out the window. All of a sudden, I saw you and Andy walk out the door of the inn and head down the street. At first, I thought maybe you got thirsty and were in search of a pub that was open yet. Then, I remembered what Andy said about coming up here at night and thought I'd come surprise you. Imagine my surprise when I topped the steps and saw you standing there getting sucked off!" he said, snickering again. "Just how long were you watching us?" Andy asked, realizing Steve had been in the cemetery the whole time we were having sex. "Relax," Boner said, realizing Andy sounded a little upset. "I sat down over by the steps and watched the ocean. I didn't watch you guys. And, until you guys started groaning, I didn't hear anything either. I waited till a couple minutes til you'd stopped making noises, before I got up to come over. Damn! You two are loud when you're cummin'!" Boner snickered again, as I felt my face flush again. I noticed Andy looked a little embarrassed too. "Anyway," Boner continued, "When thought you were finished, I got up to come give you a scare!" He laughed again, then said, "Guess I did from the way your dicks shrank so quick afterward!" "Asshole!" I grumbled, as he laughed again. "Well... I didn't expect you to still be stuffed up Andy's ass! I figured since you were in public you'd've pulled out right away, and you'd both be dressed by the time I came along! Your own fault if I saw you in an embarrassing state!" he said. "Anyway, why'd you come out here to do it?" I glared at Steve a moment, then realized he'd tried to give us our privacy. "We have the twins in our room with us," I said. "We were afraid they'd wake up if we started going at it with them there, so I thought we weren't going to do it at all. Andy was hot to trot though, so he dragged me up here. We obviously didn't expect company!" "Actually, I'm surprised you were alone," Boner said. "I'd have thought more people would come up here at night. It's really nice!" "It is beautiful up here at night, isn't it?" Andy said, gazing out over the sea below us. "Sure is!" Boner said. "Look how the moon glistens on the waves," Andy said. "Yeah," Boner said. "I think there's a ship or something out there," I said, pointing to a light far out at sea that seemed to me to be moving slowly to the right. "I think you're right!" Andy said. "This is so cool!" Boner said. We looked around for a few minutes longer, then heard footsteps coming up the steps, and decided we should probably leave. As we reached the steps back down to the town, a couple in their early twenties topped the stairs. "Oh!" the girl said, surprised to find anyone up there. The young man with her looked startled, then worried. "Enjoy the view," I said, smiling, as we walked past them. "Thanks," the girl said, smiling. The man relaxed then too and smiled. We headed down the steps then. "So, think any pubs are still open?" Boner asked. I looked at my watch and said, "We might just make last call, if we find one that is." "I am a tad thirsty," Andy said smiling. As we walked back in the direction, we did come upon a pub that was still open. "We'll be closing in a few minutes lads," the bartender said. "Do we have time for one quick pint?" Andy asked. "I suppose," the barman said. "Cool!" Boner drawled. "We'll each have one please." The bartender drew us three pints. We took them and sat at a small table by the window, and sat enjoying them, talking about our plans for the next day. When we'd finished, we thanked the bartender and left, then walked up the street to our hotel, and went to bed. * * * As I lay in bed, slowly waking up the next morning, with Andy snuggled up against me, snoring contentedly, I became aware of a slight squeaking sound. "Mmmmm..." I heard one of the twins moan softly from the bed next to our's. "Shhhh..." I heard Scott whisper. "Quiet or they'll wake up." I smiled to myself. Then, as I felt my dick beginning to stiffen, I decided to roll over and see what they were up to. Losing my smile, I pretended to roll over in my sleep, so I was facing them. As my eyes were closed, I could only imagine the looks of surprise, mixed with worry and embarrassment on their faces, as they stopped moving, hoping I'd still be asleep. "He's still sleeping!" I heard John whisper. "Thank God!" Scott replied. I heard the tiny squeak of the bed springs begin again. Again, John moaned slightly, although quieter than before. After a moment, I opened my eyes ever so slightly. Through the slits, in the early morning light, I could see their bed clothes were pushed down, and that they were both completely naked. John was lying on his back, with his knees drawn up and separated, while Scott lay on top of him, slowly pushing his erection in and out of John's asshole. Both wore passionate looks on their faces, as they looked deeply into each other's eyes, and breathed heavily in and out. My dick immediately responded, becoming fully erect within a couple of seconds. Surreptitiously beneath the covers, my hand moved to it, and I began massaging it, as I watched the boys fuck. John's mouth opened, and he gasped slightly, as Scott began to shove himself in and out of his brother with harder, faster thrusts. The squeaking of the bed springs grew louder, and faster. "ooohhhhh," John exclaimed softly. Sweat trickled down Scott's nose, forming a small drop at the end of it. A moment later, the drop was big enough that it released and fell on John's chin. The two smiled at one another for a moment, before the looks on their faces turned passionate again. Scott sped up a little more, and John began grunting ever so softly with each of Scott's inward thrusts. Shortly, Scott lowered himself down, so his torso was up against his brother's and he buried his face in the pillow, next to John's head. As he hugged John, he began pounding his pelvis up and down even harder, and more swiftly than before. John's erect penis was sticking up, so that Scott's lower abdomen was rubbing up and down on the underside of it. "AAwwww" John cried out as Scott's dick began slamming in and out of him. "Shhhh!" Scott hissed in a begging tone. John grew quieter, but I could still hear slight gasps each time Scott slammed fully into him. The room was quiet then, except for John's gasps, the boys' rasping breathing, and the squeaking bed springs. A moment later, John cried in a very soft, high-pitched voice, "I'm gonna cum Scott!" I saw Scott smile, as he started pounding in and out of his brother even harder. A moment later John's hips began to squirm about under Scott, and I heard him begin to whimper. An almost crazed look came over Scott's face then, as his hips began moving up and down even faster. "Awwwww!" Scott groaned a couple seconds later, his face screwing up. His orgasm had obviously begun. "Ohhh!" John gasped. Momentarily, as Scott's hips lifted off him, I saw some cum fly out of his dick, landing between their bodies. "mmmmmm..." Scott moaned, as he apparently emptied himself again inside his brother's rectum. "fffffhhhhhhhhh" John breathed out, and I saw some cum start to run down Scott's side, from in between their bellies. The twins continued climaxing for a few more seconds, and Scott continued fucking John, although at a slightly slower, gentler pace, until each had finished spasming. When their orgasms had both ended, Scott stopped moving his hips, and lowered himself completely on top of his brother, leaving his cock buried up his ass. "Damn that was nice!" John murmured wrapping his arms around his brother and hugging him. "Mmmmm" Scott agreed, smiling, as he hugged John back. I was surprised when Scott turned his head and he kissed John softly on the neck. Happily, John squeezed Scott tighter. Smiling yet, Scott pushed his hips downward as far as he could, apparently trying to drill himself as deeply into his brother's rectum as possible. I smiled to myself as I witnessed the two boys being so outwardly loving toward each other. * * * A minute later though, their conversation surprised me. As they still lay in their embrace, I heard John whisper "Do you think it'll always be like this for us?" "What do you mean?" Scott whispered back. "I mean, will we always live together, and sleep together, and have sex?" John asked. Scott was quiet for a moment, then he said, "I don't know. Don't you ever think about getting married and having babies?" "Not really," John said. "I know you like Hannah though, but... do you think you'll like fucking her more than you like fucking me?" Scott thought for a moment, then said, "I love being with you like this John-John. I'll always want to be sometimes. But... I don't really think I'm just gay. I think I'm more like John is - Bi. I really can't wait to try girls too. And ... I do think about being married and having kids. I thought you felt that way too?" "I don't know," John said, sounding sad. "All I know is I don't ever want things to change between us." Scott smiled, and said, "They won't. I'll always love you! And even if I do get married, and you do too, I want us to live near each other. Then, we can still be together like this sometimes too!" John was quiet for a minute, but then sounding not quite so sad, he said, "I guess that'd be good." Scott hugged John and kissed his neck again. Then, the two lie silently, just enjoying being together for a while. As I watched them, I had mixed feelings about what I'd just overheard. It sounded to me like John was beginning to feel that maybe he was exclusively gay, while Scott was figuring out that he wasn't. It sounded like Scott wanted more out of life than just being with John, while John would be content to spend the rest of his life with just his brother. Understandably I was a little concerned, because I realized the potential existed for John to get hurt. As the twins continued snuggling, joined together yet by Scott's penis which was still lodged in John's rectum, I closed my eyes fully and made a mental note to speak privately with Scott sometime soon about his relationship with his brother. A moment later, I pretended to roll back over in my sleep, onto my other side, so that I was facing Andy again. When I opened my eyes again, I was expecting to see Andy's countenance as he slumbered peacefully on. Instead, I was surprised to see his eyes were open and he was looking at me with a slightly sad expression on his face. "You heard?" he mouthed silently. I smiled sadly and winked. He smiled sadly back at me, then snuggled closer to me. A few minutes later, we heard movement from the twins' bed. "C'mon, I'm kinda goopy, let's go shower before everyone gets up and we have to wait," Scott whispered. "'K," John answered. The two rooted around in their bags a few minutes, then we heard them leave the room, and the door close behind them. I rolled onto my back and opened my eyes. "You heard their conversation?" Andy asked. "Yeah, sounds like John's interested in spending his life just with Scott, but Scott's interested in checking out girls, and maybe living at least part of his life without John," I said. "Exactly," Andy said. "John's going to be hurt if that happens." "I know," I said. "I'm going to talk to Scott, and maybe to John too." "OK," Andy said. "I'll help if you need me to." "Thanks," I said, smiling, and rolling over so I was laying on top of Andy. * * * "Oh!" Andy said, smiling, as he felt my stiff manhood line up next to his own, which was laying, sticking up through his pubic bush, pointing at his face. "If we're fast, we can fit in a 'quickie' before they get back," I said, grinning. "There's a tube of lube right in the top of my bag, which is on the floor next to the bed over here," Andy said, smiling and pointing down over the side of the bed next to him. I leaned right and reached into his bag. I located the lube, and quickly pulled it out. Then, I pushed the covers off us and as Andy spread his legs apart and drew them upward, I sat up and back on my heels. I opened the tube and squirted some lube into my hand. Then, I slathered it on my dick. I wiped the excess on Andy's anus, rubbing it in for a moment, which caused him to murmur with pleasure and wriggle his ass about a little. After a minute, I stopped and leaned forward over Andy again. Grasping my greased rod, I pressed the head of it firmly against Andy's tightly puckered rosebud. Andy smiled and relaxed his asshole, as I began to push forward. He groaned pleasurefully, as I slowly slid my full 9" into him, all the way to the hilt. Once I was fully buried inside Andy, I repositioned my knees, then began to slowly withdraw from him. I pulled out until only the head of my cock was still lodged inside his sphincter. Then, slowly, I began to shove myself back into him. "MMmmmm!!" Andy groaned again, smiling up at me. Slowly then, I began sliding myself in and out of him - long-dicking him. As I slid in and out of him, Andy purred contentedly, with a small emphasized moan each time I pushed fully into him. After a minute or so, I began fucking Andy a little faster. His moans of pleasure became a little more pronounced. "Go faster John!" he groaned at one point, so I sped up some more. We were both enjoying the feelings we were experiencing then, and were both grunting and moaning happily. Soon, I felt my orgasm beginning to build up. I thought Andy seemed as if his was starting to build as well. He was grunting and gasping in a more insistent tone, and his hips had begun to undulate a little under me. "Harder John!" he gasped. Grinning, I began to slam my hips up and down, so that my dick was flying in and out of Andy's slick, hot hole. "MMmmmmm..." Andy groaned I could feel my orgasm quickly building now, and knew I couldn't hold out much longer. I wanted to make sure that Andy got off too though. I didn't have too long to wait. Less than a half minute later, Andy let out a sharp cry, and I felt his anus contract around my dick, as he blew a load of cum out his dick, that splattered all over my belly. "Aaawwww!!!" I cried out, as my body exploded with pleasure too, and I flooded Andy's rectum with my own hot cum. "OOoohhhhh!" Andy cried, squeezing my cock with his asshole again, and again coating me with his cum. "MMMMmmmmm!!!" I groaned, filling him again. We both spasmed a few more times, until our orgasms ended, and exhausted, I collapsed on top of Andy, coating his torso with his cum as well. He grinned up at me as I slid around on top of him, smearing his semen between us. "Damn that was good!" I said, smiling at him. "I'll say!" he agreed, as I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. "Looked good to us too!" Scott's voice came from behind us. Both Andy's and my eyes shot open, and we looked toward the door. Scott and John both stood there, their hair still dripping a little from the shower. They each had towels wrapped around their waists. I saw too that each of their towels had a noticeable bulge in the front, as if they both had hardons going. "Uh... how long you been standing there?" I asked, my face turning scarlet I was sure. "Not long," John said. "You were already shooting your loads when we came in," Scott said, grinning. "We didn't want to be standing in just towels out in the hallway, so we had to come in," John said. "You got a great ass John!" Scott said, grinning evily. "I didn't realize you had so much hair between your cheeks though!" "Your hole's real cute too," John said, grinning as well. "You assholes," I snapped. "Turn around while we get decent." Snickering, the boys both turned away, and I rolled off Andy onto my back, and reached down and pulled the covers back up over us. "You can turn around," I said, still embarrassed. Andy grinned at me then and said, "Oh stop. So they saw your arsehole. So what? It is cute, and hairy by the way." "You're an asshole too!" I muttered, at him as well, as the twins started to snicker again. I was a little surprised when the two of them pulled their towels off in front of us, even though they each had a hardon. "Whoa! Look those rods you two are sporting!" I said, grinning. "You guys have both grown some since I last saw you this way! It was the twins turn to blush a little then. "Was the shower free when you left?" I asked, still smiling. "Yeah," John replied. "C'mon," I said to Andy, throwing off the covers back off. We both got up, grabbed the last two towels and wrapped them around us, then took a bottle of shampoo and a bar of soap and headed down the hallway, leaving the twins to get dressed. * * * No one was around when we reached the shower room, so we quickly ducked into it together. We spent a few minutes thoroughly washing each other. Then we dried ourselves off. A woman was coming out of the toilet across the hallway, as we both stepped out of the shower together, with just our towels wrapped around our waists. Her eyes got huge, as she realized we must've been showering together. We both flashed her toothy grins, and headed back to our room, leaving her standing in the hallway, staring dumbfounded after us. When we got back inside our room, we burst out laughing. "What's so funny?" both of the twins demanded. They were fully dressed and watching TV by then. They laughed too when we told them. While they continued watching their show, Andy and I got dressed. I noticed every so often, one or both of the boys glanced furtively at us, while we were naked yet. "Let's go find some grub now," I suggested, when Andy and I were ready to go. A few minutes later, we were down in the dining room, enjoying a quick continental breakfast. As we ate, the other guys all wandered in in pairs and joined us. Eventually, we were all assembled together, so we discussed the day's plans, then went back to our rooms to get our things. Shortly we checked out, and were on the road again, heading for Rothbury on the Northumberland coast. * * * Along the way, we stopped to check out part of a surviving section of Hadrian's wall. We all found the 1,900 year old, 73 mile fortification, which is probably the most impressive legacy of Roman rule in Britain, very interesting. We found it amazing that in its time, it had stretched all the way across the top of England from Tyne to the Solway Firth, and marked the northern most boundary of the Roman Empire. The emporer Hadrian had ordered it built in 122 AD. It was built of stone and turf, and was manned by 20,000 troops who lived in small forts built every "Roman mile" along the wall, and in larger ones built every 7 miles apart. Leaving there, we traveled next to Alnwick Castle, which the boys were very interested to see, because it is where part of the Harry Potter movies are filmed. While we saw a few areas that were used in the film, we were all surprised, and a bit disappointed actually, to find when we toured the rest of the castle that the rooms are all done in Italian renaissance style. We'd been expecting it to look a bit more like the Hogwarts we knew and loved in the Harry Potter films. We left Alnwick Castle then, and found a pub along the way for lunch. Then we drove on to the picturesque little market town of Rothbury, where the Queenshead Pub awaited our evening's performance! * * * The owners of the Queenshead were quite excited when we arrived. They were thrilled that an American band was going to be performing at their establishment. We found the Queenshead to be a quaint, friendly pub, somewhat like the Bell & Crown back in London. We were happy about this, as we were used to that genre. First we were shown upstairs to some rooms over the pub, that we would be spending the night in. There were three large rooms. Each had two double beds. In the largest of the three, a rollaway cot had been added. Looking things over, I suggested that Mitch, Pete, Julian, and Boner share one room on the end. They thought that'd be OK, and headed to their room to dump their bags. I told the four boys then that they could share the middle room, as long as they kept the noise down. They all grinned at each other knowingly, and rushed into their room too. Andy and I gave each other knowing glances as well. We knew the four of them would be up half the night having an orgy! Finally, I suggested that Craig & Jeremy join Andy & I in the larger room, and that Evan take the rollaway cot in with us. Craig & Jeremy gave me funny looks when they realized that I had put Evan in with the four of us gay guys. "He'll fit right in with us!" I said, smiling. "But..." Jeremy started. "Evan'll be fine with us," I insisted. The other four guys had come back down the hall by then. Realizing that Evan was going to be bunking with four gay guys, Pete suggested that we swap rooms with them and Evan could be with them instead. "Yeah, we can do five in a room I guess," Mitch said. Evan suprised everyone then when he said "It's really OK. I don't mind sharing with these lads. I share a room with John and Andy quite often actually." Boner's eyebrows shot up slightly, and he looked carefully at Evan then. The other guys all looked a little confused. "It's fine the way we have it set up," I said. "Whatever," Pete said finally. We went into our room and dropped our gear then too. A few minutes later, I suggested that Andy, Evan and Jeremy take the boys and go sight seeing, while we set up our instruments and got ready to play later. They thought that was a good idea and took off on foot together. Meanwhile, the guys and I brought all our instruments into the pub and set them up. When we were done, we did a sound check, then played through one song, to make sure everything sounded OK. The patrons who were there all clapped enthusiastically and asked for more. Grinning, I told them that normally we'd be happy to oblige, but we were scheduled to play later in the evening, and we had to save our voices for the show, so we couldn't. They were all disappointed, but several said they'd stop back later then. The owner smiled when he heard that. * * * Being finished setting up, and all ready to play later, we wandered outside for a break. When we did, we saw the guys heading in our direction, from down the street. "Is it time for supper yet?" Scott asked, as they walked up to us. I looked at my watch. "I suppose it could be," I said, smiling. "Although it's a little earlier than we usually eat. "Is anyone else hungry?" Scott asked. Surprisingly, nobody else seemed to be. "I suggest we eat later, but for now, C'mon, and I'll get you a snack to tie you over til then!" I said. "OK," Scott smiled. As we turned to head inside the pub, Andy said, "Do you lads mind if I run down the street for a few minutes? There are a couple of shops I wanted to look in." "Can I come with you?" John asked, looking up at Andy. "I wanta get some post cards and a souvenir for Grandma." Andy and I looked at one another. I could tell we were each thinking the same thin. I smiled at him and nodded slightly. He returned my smile and nod. "Sure," Andy said, smiling at John. "But I wanted to shop too!" Scott cried. I laid my hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "How about you and I have our snack, then we'll hit the shops for a few minutes too?" I suggested. "I guess," Scott said. "OK, come along then John," Andy said, reaching out and grabbing John by the shoulder as well, and steering him in the opposite direction down the street. "We'll be back in a bit." Evan gave me a questioning look. I winked quickly at him, and he seemed to understand that Andy and I had an agenda. "You guys wanta get a beer or play some darts?" Boner asked the others. "Actually, I'd like to look around town a few minutes," Pete said. "I mean we've been holed up in the pub all afternoon, and we haven't seen any of the town yet." "Why don't Jeremy and I show you all a couple of things we saw, and maybe we'll see something new too," Evan suggested. "That sounds good," Pete said. "C'mon guys. Lead off Evan!" "Oh!" Boner said, surprised. "Um... OK... I guess there'll be other pubs along the way, if we get thirsty." "Did you guys want to join us?" Julian asked, looking at Scott and me. "That's OK, We're gonna get a snack and maybe go find Andy and John after," I said. "OK then," Evan said, "we'll see you two later then. Come along lads!" Boner still looked a little perplexed as the group took off down the street. Scott looked up at me and said, "Feels weird you and me being alone suddenly. I'm so used to everyone being together all the time." "It's nice though. It'll give us a chance to talk once," I said. "C'mon, lets see what kind of snacks we can get." Scott gave me a questioning look for a moment, but then followed me back into the pub. At the bar, we listened to a list of food items they could cook up, and Scott promptly requested an order of fish and chips. I ordered a pint of ale, which the barman drew right away. Taking it, I directed Scott to a small table in the corner, by a window looking onto the street. I took a sip of my beer and set it down. Scott promptly looked around furtively, and seeing nobody watching, reached over and picked it up and took a quick swig too. "Mmmm," He said smiling as he set it back down on the beer mat in front of me. "Thanks!" I smiled and said, "Don't do that again. I'm not sure what kind of trouble we could get into. You're not supposed to be drinking at your age anyway." Scott gave me a disapproving look, which I returned. "Oh fine," He said, pouting. I grinned. "So...," I said, turning serious. "How're you and your brother doing? I've kind of been sensing that there's a bit of ... well... for lack of a better word - tension between you lately. Um... John doesn't seem quite as happy-go-lucky as usual." Scott looked at me a little surprised, and said, "We're fine." "Well... maybe things are OK from your point of view, but something seems to be bothering John. You haven't noticed?" I prodded him further. "No," he said, innocently. Then he sounded a little more concerned and asked "How long have you noticed it?" "Well, in particular, all day today. It's almost like he woke up with a problem or something," I said. "Did you two have words about something this morning?" Scott appeared thoughtful for a minute, then he said, "Um... well... not really... but there's one thing - maybe. Just a discussion we had. A short one really. I didn't think it was a big deal though, but maybe it is." "Wanta tell me about it?" I asked. Scott squirmed slightly in his seat, and looked a little uncomfortable. He blushed slightly, then said, "Well.. this morning, before you guys woke up, we had sex. John commented how good it was. After I agreed, he asked me something he's never asked before. He asked me if I thought we'd always be like we are now. Uh... basically, I think he hopes the two of us will live together forever and be lovers like you & Andy, and Jacob & Harry are." Scott stopped, as the barman delivered his order of fish and chips. "I see. So, this is the first he's ever broached this idea to you?" I asked, after the barman left. "Yeah," Scott said, opening a bottle of ketchup for his chips. "How do you feel about that idea?" I asked. Scott had a somewhat guilty look on his face when he looked up at me. "Um... well, I never really thought about things being like that. I always picture us both getting married and having kids, but still living close enough, so we can do things together." "Just what do you mean by "Things"? What kind of "things" are you thinking of doing together yet?" I asked. Scott grinned, "Um... well... I wasn't thinking of sex when I said that, but... I suppose we could occassionally still have a quick fuck together." "So... you're not completely discarding the idea that gay sex is enjoyable?" I asked. "No... but... it's not what I meant, and I never really thought about us doing that anymore once we were married," he said. "I see, so what did you mean by doing things together?" I asked. "Well, I was thinking of more usual things like our two families having Christmas dinners together and inviting all of you guys to come too of course, And maybe John's family and mine could take trips together. We might all come here to visit you and Andy. Things like that." "I see," I said smiling. "Sounds nice. What if John's not interested in getting married though? What if he does want to continue having sex with you?" "That's just it," Scott said, his smile fading. "This morning, was the first time he said anything to make me think maybe he's always going to be just gay. And he said he wants us to have sex all the time forever!" I looked curiously at Scott. "'just gay'?" "No! I didn't mean it that way! There's nothing wrong with with being 'just gay'!" he said hurriedly. "I just meant, I never pictured that happening to either me or John!" I smiled and said, "It's OK. I get what you meant." "Well... it's not like you're completely gay yourself anyway!" he said. "I mean, you were with my sister before you got together with Andy!" "True," I said. "You know, I really wish Lynn hadn't died," Scott said. "I miss her and all, but if she were here - you two might still be together. Then you'd really be my brother!" "True," I said again. "But I think of you that way even though Lynn's gone!" Scott smiled. A moment later, his smile faded, and he asked, "What would've happened to Andy though if that had happened?" "I don't know Scott. I expect he and I would've just been friends - not lovers as well," I said. "I would've still been deeply in love with your sister, and I never would've allowed myself to see Andy in any other way than just a friend." "As much as I'd like Lynn to still be here, that'd be sad for Andy," Scott said. "True," I agreed. "I think we're getting off track though. Let's get back to you and John. So... you think maybe you two don't really have the same life plans?" "Yeah," Scott said. "He told me this morning that he wishes it would always be just me and him, like it is now. But... I don't even know if I'm really gay or not! I mean I love having sex with him, and fooling around with Jake & Harry's fun too, I don't know if it's the best sex I could have! I wanta try girls too! What if it turns out I like them better than guys? And... I always pictured myself married with kids. I really think I want kids. I don't want to hurt John, but ... I think I'm going to." Scott looked up suddenly, and looked out the window in the direction John and Andy had gone. When he looked at me, he had a profoundly sad look on his face. "What's wrong?" I asked. "I'm already hurting him," he said, dismally. "He's crying right now." I looked at Scott a moment, confused. Then I remembered.... "Man that 'twin-thing' you two have, where you can feel what each other is feeling, freaks me out!" I said. "You and Andy set this up so you could talk to me alone, and Andy could talk to John alone, didn't you?" Scott asked. "Well, not exactly," I said. "I did plan to speak to you, but this opportunity just happened." "Andy's doing a good job," Scott said, smiling slightly a minute later. "John's not crying anymore." "Well, that's good," I said, hoping John wasn't too upset. "So... what should I do about it?" Scott asked, looking at me, apparently hoping I'd be able to impart some deep wisdom to him. I looked at him for a minute, then finally, I said, "Scott, all I can tell you is that you need to live your life the way you want to. You can't live it based on how someone else wants you to live it, no matter how close you are to that person! That doesn't mean though that if you decide to be straight and get married and have kids, and John remains gay, that you have to turn your back on him. You can still always be there for him, as his brother. But, that's all he has the right to ask of you really. It's also all you have the right to ask of him as well." "I'll always be there for him, no matter what!" Scott said, looking emphatically at me. "I thought you probably would be," I said, smiling. "How do I do that without hurting him, if I don't feel the same way he does?" he asked. "Maybe you can't," I said. "But, there's nothing to say he can't find himself a nice guy to be with too - other than you!" "So... you think it's OK for me to go ahead and try girls if I want to, even if he doesn't want to?" he asked then. "Yeah Scott. Like I said, You have to live your life the way you want to! Even if it's not the same as John lives his," I said. "He might get hurt, but he'll also want you to be happy as well, and he's smart enough to realize that if your preferences don't match his, that trying to force yourselves to be together won't work either. So, live your life your way, but remember to be kind and gentle to John, if it does hurt him. Eventually he'll find his way past his pain. And, you'll both always have each other as brothers!" "OK," he said a little sadly yet. He looked down at his food and began eating then. After a minute, I said, "A couple minutes ago, when you were saying you might still do "things" together with John if you got married, and I misunderstood at first, you said you might still want to share a quick fuck with John every so often too. You really mean that?" "I guess," Scott said, looking up. "Would that be wrong?" "Well... maybe," I said. "You see, for one thing, if you're married, I don't think your wife would like it if you go off and have sex with your brother, rather than staying home to have sex with her." "Um... well, I hadn't planned on telling her," Scott said, looking a little guilty. "From the look on your face I can tell you know that's not right," I said. "Always remember this Scott. If you're unfaithful to your partner... I don't care if it's with your own brother... if your partner doesn't know about it and approve of it, it'll probably ruin your relationship with your partner when and if she or he finds out!" "I kinda thought you'd say something like that," Scott said. "Well, it's true," I said. "So... I guess Betsey doesn't know about Evan and you guys?" he asked. My eyes widened when he said that. "Um... what are you talking about?" I asked, feeling my face heat up. Scott grinned and said, "I know he's bi, and likes to get it on with you & Andy, and even with Jake & Harry sometimes." "I see," I said, wondering which one of them had spilled the beans. "That's supposed to be our secret. Can you please not tell anyone else? And ask John not to either?" "Sure," Scott said, still smiling. "Anyway, what if Betsey were to find out?" "I don't know for sure Scott, but I expect she'd dump Evan in a flash!" I said. "How come you guys do it with him then?" Scott asked. "Because ... well... OK you make a good point. We probably shouldn't," I said. "Um... we were friends with him first though and were doing things with him before Betsey came along. I'm not really sure why we never stopped." "Well, wouldn't that be kind of the same thing if I got married, but kept on having sex with John?" he asked. The kid asked good questions! I thought a moment, then said, "basically yes, but... here's another thought. With regard to you and John, if you get involved with a girl and marry her, and at the same time continue screwing around with John, you're really doing John a diservice too. You know how he feels about you. He wants to be exclusive with you. Well, if you don't want to be exclusive with him, and find a wife, but still want to just have a bit of fun with John, what you'd be doing to John is giving him just enough so he was partly satisfied, and he'd exist waiting for those times you decided to favor him with a quick fuck. Meanwhile, you're in a full committed relationship with your wife - so you have someone all the time. He'd only have you those few times you managed to sneak over for a while. So, really, you'd be preventing him from going out and looking for a full fledged relationship with someone else. You'd be taking away his chance to find some happiness too!" When I'd finished, Scott was looking at me with a stricken look on his face. At first I thought he was going to be sick. "Are you OK?" I asked. He nodded slowly. "I never thought about it that way. I'd never want to hurt him that way," Scott said. His eyes looked watery. I smiled and said, "then don't. You have it within your power not to." "I won't," he said, sadly. He pushed his plate away then. It still had a piece of fish and some fries on it. "You're done eating?" I asked, surprised. "I'm not hungry anymore. You can eat the rest," he said. "Hey!" I said. "You haven't hurt him yet at this point. What're you upset about?" "Knowing that someday, I'm going to hurt him, one way or the other," Scott said, miserably. He blinked a couple times and rubbed his eyes. "It'll hurt him if I cut him off, and it'll hurt him worse if I don't!" "Sometimes you have to inflict a little bit of pain on someone you love, in order not to hurt them worse. I'm sorry that's the way it is, but sometimes it is," I said. "It sucks," Scott said. Smiling ruefully, I agreed. "You know," I said, then. "Who's to say that John doesn't change the way he feels about things? Maybe he'll change too? Maybe he'll realize early that all you two will ever be is brothers. Maybe, the day after tomorrow he'll find a guy, or a girl, he falls madly in love with, and YOU will be the brother to get hurt!" Scott's eyebrows shot up, and he looked at me. Then he furrowed his brow and thought. "I never thought of it that way!" he said. As I smiled at him, he reached for his plate and began eating again. "Feeling a bit better suddenly?" I asked. "Yeah. I guess I realize now that there's no way to predict exactly how this'll play out, and maybe it'll be a lot different than I thought," he said. "Yup!" I said. "Meanwhile - love your brother, make love to him, if it's what both of you want, for as long as you're both single, but ... be ready to let him go his own way, should he choose to. He'll do the same for you I expect. He'll never completely abandon you! You'll always be brothers - CLOSE brothers! Personally, I do see you two living near one another, and doing "things" together a lot!" "Actually," Scott said, suddenly looking a little alarmed, "I'm not really ready to give up what I have with John right now. I really do love 'being with' him! You don't think after all this, he's gonna wanta stop now do you?" Chuckling, I said, "I doubt that very much. I think he's really happy 'being with' you too!" "And maybe," Scott grinned evily at me, "if we both end up married, or in relationships, we can take occassional camping trips together and 'be with' each other for old time's sake!" I smiled and said, "Yeah, but only if you're really careful to keep that just to yourselves! You don't want anyone getting hurt!" "I know," Scott said, as he shoved the last of his fries in his mouth. "Can we go find John and Andy now?" "Sure!" I said, smiling. We got up, and headed out the door then. * * * While Scott and I were talking at the pub, Andy and John had sat down at a bench outside a store a couple blocks away to talk. "You seem sad John, what's wrong?" Andy asked, looking at John. "I'm OK," John said, dully. "You can talk to me you know," Andy said. "John's talking to Scott right now too, isn't he?" John said. Andy smiled and said, "he might be." "How'd you decide which one of us should talk to which one of you?" John asked. "We didn't," Andy said. "Although, I think John felt he should try talking to your brother. You just happened to join me for some shopping. But since we're alone, why don't you tell me what's bothering you?" "Why do you think something's bothering me?" John asked. "I can tell by your mood," Andy said. "Now, if you'd like to talk to me, you can. But, John, you don't have to either. I don't want you to feel like I'm forcing you to. I just thought maybe you'd like to hear an adult's opinion about your problem." "How do you know I've got a problem?" John asked. Andy thought a moment, then said, "John and I overheard the conversation you had with Scott this morning in bed, after you-" "You were awake?" John asked, with a horrified expression on his face. "Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned that afterall," Andy thought to himself. Then, outloud he said, "well... yes." "S-so did you see us having sex too?" John asked. "Well, if we did, might I remind you that a short while later, you and your brother watched as John and I were in the throes of our own passion!" Andy said, slightly indignantly. John smirked a little then and said, "OK, I guess we're even then. I just feel strange knowing you saw me have my orgasm." "You think we didn't feel funny too when we realized you'd seen us having our's?" Andy asked, raising his eyebrows. "I guess," John said. "Right then," Andy said. "Why don't we forget about that then, and get back to your problem. Is what you and Scott were talking about this morning, what you're feeling down about now?" John's smile faded and he nodded sadly. "That's what I thought," Andy said. "So... you're happy with the way things are with you and Scott, and you'd like them to stay that way forever, but Scott doesn't seem so certain it's what he wants. In fact, he wants to see if maybe he doesn't prefer girls, because he's always hoped to get married and have children?" "I guess you heard it all," John said, glumly. "Yes we did," Andy said. "And we're both sorry that the two of you don't seem to share the same life plans. But John, just because Scott may want to try another lifestyle, doesn't mean you have to change your own plans. It just means you won't be sharing your bed with the man you thought you'd share it with. Scott will remain your brother though, and you'll always have him in your life! Of that I'm sure. I can see how much he loves you!" "That's just it," John said. "He loves me as a brother. I think I love him as more than just my brother." "Well," Andy said. "That could be a bit of a problem. Unfortunately, as much as it might hurt you, I think you'll have to let Scott do as he sees fit with his life. I'm sure you love him enough that you want him to be happy too. If that means that he has to go off on his own, you have to love him enough to let him do that. Otherwise, he could be very unhappy!" Andy's stress level went up a couple notches, as he saw tears began to form in John's eyes. He very much wanted to be able to help John feel better, but it seemed like he was just making him feel worse. Andy draped his arm over the boy's shoulders. As he did, John turned into him and wrapped his arms around him. Tears welled in Andy's eyes too, as he heard and felt the boy begin to cry. Andy sat quietly, rubbing John's back, letting him cry for a minute. Then he gave him a squeeze and kissed him on the top of his head. "Please try to stop crying John," he said. "It might not turn out like you think it will!" John worked at it for a minute, but was finally able to stop crying. He pushed himself away from Andy then and wiping his eyes with his hands, he said, "What do you mean?" "Well," Andy said. "Any number of things might happen really, so that it doesn't work out as you think it will." John sat snuffling, looking at Andy, waiting for him to continue. "For one thing," Andy said. "Maybe Scott will try girls. Maybe he'll find though that he doesn't like them as well as he likes boys! Or... maybe you yourself will try girls too. Maybe you'll find you do like them better than boys. Or-" "Doubtful!" John interrupted. "Scott can't stop thinking about burying his cock in Hannah Crane's 'hot, wet pussy'. And, I'm a full-blown queer. I can tell! There's nothing interesting between a girl's legs for me to play with, or that she can stick up my butt!" Andy chuckled, but then got serious again and said, "Well, you're a very good looking young man John, as is your twin brother of course too! My point is, that while he might find he's straight, or maybe bi, if he finds a woman he cares for, who cares about him, you might also find a handsome young man who sweeps you off your feet! You might even find one who's better in bed than Scott is!" John's eyes widened a little as he looked at Andy. "You really think someone else would want me?" John asked. "Why not?" Andy said. "Seems to me you have quite the unfounded inferiority complex John! You need to realize that you are just as good as any other guy! Better in fact! You're a wonderful lad. And, there are a hell of a lot of good looking, single gay men out there! And most of them I expect, are looking for a nice, handsome, hunky guy like yourself!" John chuckled a little and said, "Please! I'm no hunk! Scott's the hunky twin!" "Hmmm..." Andy said. "Actually, you look completely alike to me! Quite honestly I can't understand how John or your grandmother can tell the two of you apart so easily all the time!" John grinned then and said, "Thanks Andy. I suppose we do look alike, and by the way, see this little mole here?" John pointed to a mole on his left upper lip. "It's on the left side of my face, but the right side of Scott's. That's how they tell us apart!" John said. "AMAZING!" Andy burst out, reaching out and running the tip of his thumb over John's mole. "I never noticed! I always thought they made you dress in different clothing and memorized whose was whose clothes, or soemthing like that!" John chuckled, then said, "Anyway, we might look alike, but our personalities are pretty different from one another. Scott's a lot more macho than I am. Not that I even want a different guy than Scott, I don't see how I'd find a nice guy anyway." "You think Machismo is what draws a guy?" Andy asked, looking at John. Blushing slightly, John said, "well, I kinda like it in a guy!" Andy smiled. "Well I have a few things to say about that. Firstly, look at me. Do I seem macho to you at all?" Andy asked. John blushed deeper. He didn't want to admit he didn't find Andy macho at all. "Well?" Andy asked. "And it's OK to be honest! I know I have NO machismo!" "Well..." John began. "Thank you for agreeing," Andy said, not waiting for a reply, and smiling a little. "My point is, that if someone like ME with NO machismo at all can land a hunk like John Wilder, then YOU, who has much more machismo than I have, should certainly be able to land someone as hunky as he is!" John grinned. Then shyly he said, "You have some machismo too Andy. I've seen it, and heard about it! Besides, even if you didn't, you're absolutely gorgeous! Anyone would be a fool not to want you!" John was blushing deeply when he finished speaking. Surprisingly, so was Andy. "Umm... well!" Andy said, smiling faintly, his eyes moist. "Thank you John. It's very nice of you to say all that. You should be aware that you're also a "gorgeous" young man. Truly you are! Plenty of people will be interested in you! Just remember to choose wisely. Find yourself a really nice guy, just like I did! And now, my last point! From one 'bottom' to another... men aren't looking for a guy who's extremely macho if they're looking for someone with a nice arse to stuff their dick up! So... don't worry about having to be macho! It's we 'bottoms' who are looking for the macho men!" John grinned then. "OK," he said, his smile fading. "I get that maybe I'd be able to find another guy. That doesn't change the fact that I don't want anyone but Scott though." "No, it doesn't," Andy said. "But, look at it this way. If it turns out that Scott isn't in fact gay, then he won't be happy to remain in a sexual or romantic relationship with you. And if he's unhappy, you will be too. And it's happiness you want for both of you! And, also as I said before John, you won't be losing your brother. Scott will always be a part of your life. He just won't be your life partner. While that person will be the most important person in your life, he won't minimize the relationship you have with Scott. The only part of the relationship you have with Scott that will cease, will be the sexual and romantic part. So you need to stop thinking about it as if you're going to lose Scott. You won't lose him. Think of it as gaining another special person in your life!" "I suppose," John said, dubiously. "And in the meantime, until you or Scott decide to branch out and look for someone else to be romantic and sexual with, you can still continue being together as you have been. Just because Scott has a thing for this Hannah person, does not mean he'll ever have her. Nor does it mean, if he does, that it's imminent! You lads are young yet. You have plenty of time to enjoy each other, before you decide to look to others for your life partnerships." "I guess," John said, sounding less dubious. "I just wish I knew how Scott really felt! Then I could at least plan how to handle things!" "Well," Andy said, pointing down the street. "You can ask him, but don't be surprised if he doesn't really know how he feels yet himself either!" John's eyes lit up when he saw Scott and I approaching. He surprised Andy, by turning to him and giving him a hug. "Thanks Andy! I love you!" he said, squeezing Andy tightly. Tears welled up slightly in Andy's eyes, as he smiled and hugged John back. "I love you to John!" he said, kissing John on the top of his head again. John broke their hug then and jumped up and ran down the street. Smiling, and rubbing his eyes, Andy got up and followed. * * * "So... you were talking about...?" Scott asked, as he came abreast of John. "Yeah, you?" John asked. "Uh huh," Scott said. "Can we-" John started to ask, his face taking on a pleading look. "Yes!" Scott interrupted, grinning. "So you still want-" "More than anything!" John said. "But only if you want to." "I do," Scott cried, smiling joyously. "I always will." "Me too, but..."John said, sounding uncertain. "I mean ALWAYS!" Scott said, turing serious. "I've thought about it on our way here. There's nobody more important to me than YOU! So even if one or both of us has someone else, We'll work it out - you'll see!" John's eyes filled with tears, as he stood smiling at his brother, while Scott stood grinning back at him. "Um... do you guys mind if we go back to our room?" Scott asked, blushing. John rubbed his eyes and grinned hugely as he looked hopefully at us. "Got your key?" I asked, smiling. "Yup," Scott replied, reaching into his pocket to check. I noticed a bulge was starting to form in the front of his shorts. Looking at John's shorts I saw he was having a similar problem. "OK -" I said. Before I could say anything else though, they both bolted away shouting joyously. "KEEP THE NOISE DOWN WHEN YOU'RE IN YOUR ROOM!" I bellowed after them. Andy was grinning when I looked back at him. "Did you understand anything they just said to each other?" he asked. "Not really, but I get that they now somehow understand one another's point of view, and at this point still both very much want to be together!" I said. "Well... I understood that last part too!" Andy said, chuckling. "Anyway, how'd your talk with Scott go?" We compared notes then about our conversations with the boys. "Seems like we're on the same page," I said, smiling. "I think it went rather well myself," Andy said. "Although, did it seem to you that in the end they seemed to have reaffirmed their committment to each other more than prepared themselves to branch away from one another?" I smiled and said, "I think after our conversations, they're aware of the inevitable, although because they're young yet, they're more committed to preserving as much of their close relationship as possible for as long as possible. I think what we really did for them was make them realize that they are both individuals, who will eventually lead individual lives, and that they need to allow each other the freedom to do that, yet, at the same time - they can still retain their closeness, even after they do finally branch away from each other. I think basically they were afraid they'd lose each other in the end, but now realize they won't, and also that there's no hurry for them to break away from oneanother. I think they also realize they can talk to each other about it themselves now." "I guess that does sum it up aptly so," Andy said. "I'm glad they seem happy again. Of course... they've abandoned us completely now. So... would you care to shop with me for a bit?" "Sure!" I said, glancing at my watch. "I've got about an hour free yet!" Andy smiled then and led me into a nearby curiosity shop. * * * At the same time we entered the curiosity shop, back at the pub, John and Scott were up in their room. Having stripped completely the moment after they burst into their room, slammed the door, and shoved the deadbolt into place, John was now on his hands and knees on their bed, groaning loudly with ecstasy. He had his face pressed down against the mattress, and his ass was sticking up and back toward his brother, who was pistoning his slick cock in and out of him. "Remember what John said about keeping the noise down!" Scott gasped, as he slammed his hips back and forth. "E-easy for you to say!" John gasped. "OOoohhh!!!!... Apparently you're not about to blow your load!" "Yes - I - Am!" Scott gasped out each word separately with each of three consecutive forward thrusts of his hips. He was more than cognisant that his climax was quickly approaching. "Mmmmmmmmmm..." John moaned, as the extreme pleasure he was feeling threatened to blow his body apart. He couldn't believe how good Scott's cock felt, rubbing back and forth over his prostate. "Aaawwwww!!!" Scott cried out, doubling over, as he launched a huge glob of semen out his dick, coating his brother's insides with it. "OOOhhhhh!!!" John cried a split second later, blowing his load all over the bedspread, as his asshole clamped tightly around his brother's shaft, as Scott straightened up and slid it backward, out of him. "MMMmmmmmm!!!!" Scott groaned, cumming again as he began sliding back into John. "Aaaaoohhmmm!!!" John moaned, spraying the bed again, and again clenching Scott's love tool. "aawww" Scott moaned, cumming again, but feeling his orgasm beginning to wane. "mmmmmm!!!" John moaned, ejaculating again too, and feeling his orgasm beginning to slow down as well. Scott continued fucking his brother, although he slowed his pace considerably. After a minute or so, he felt a last shudder of pleasure pass through his body. A moment later, John trembled as well beneath him, then sighed happily, as a last glob of cum oozed out his piss slit and dripped from the tip of his cock down onto the bed. Scott stopped then, leaving his penis inserted in John's rectum. He lowered himself onto John's back and wrapped his arms around him and hugged him. "I love you bro!" he murmured. "I always will. And... well... I know John says we need to allow each other to be free if we want... but... I always want to be close like this with you, even if we do each find someone else." "I love you too Scott," John said. He sniffled and his voice sounded a little raspy. Scott realized he was crying, and squeezed him tighter, then kissed the back of his neck. "I always want to be close to you too!" John continued. "Well... seems like we both want the same thing," Scott said, smiling, as he felt his brother's asshole contract, then relax around his slowly softening penis. "So... together, we'll work something out!" "Coo-" John began but was interrupted by a key sliding in the lock on the door. Both boys froze, as someone tried to unlock the door. A second later there came a knock on the door. "Scott! John! Are you in there?" came Jacob's voice through the door. "Just a minute!" Scott cried, grinning with relief, and slipping his now flacid dick from his brother's ass, then getting off the bed. "Are you guys alone?" John called, as he reached down for his clothes. "Yes, it's just us two," Jacob replied. Scott stopped scrambling for his clothes then, and naked and grinning he went to the door and unlocked it. He stepped behind it as he pulled it open to hide himsef in case anyone else walked by while the door was open. Yelping, then glaring at Scott, John leapt aside, so he too was hidden. "Oh!" Jacob smirked. "Been carrying on without us eh?" "And, mightily well I might add," Harry said, stepping over to the wrinkled bed and grinning as he gazed down at the numerous splatters and streaks of John's semen all over the bedspread. The twins blushed slightly, but grinned stupidly at the older boys. "So... you're all done then?" Jacob asked, sounding disappointed. "Well... we did just finish!" Scott said. "And we didn't know you'd be coming back now, or we'd have waited for you!" John said. "Speak for yourself!" Scott said. "No way I could've waited! Not with your gorgeous butt in the room!" John looked incredulously at Scott, but grinned then, and tinged pinker, as Harry and Jacob both chuckled. "No time now anyway, the band's gonna play in a few minutes, so... get showered and dressed, while we give each other a quick suck job!" Jacob said. The twins grinned and Scott grabbed two towels, tossing one to his brother. As they wrapped them around their waists, Jacob sat on the edge of their bed and grabbed Harry's belt and pulled him over to him, until he was standing between his legs. Quickly, he undid Harry's buckle, the button at the top of his cargo shorts, and his fly and as the twins stood watching, shoved Harry's shorts and boxers to the floor. "Damn you gotta nice ass Harry!" Scott said, grinning as he studied Harry's full, but firm ass cheeks. "You two go shower! You had your turn here already. Besides, we'll need the shower when you're finished," Jacob said. "I can handle Harry's bum!" Harry grinned lewdly at the twins. With that, Jacob leaned forward and sucked Harry's erect cock into his mouth, and at the same time reached between Harry's legs and stuffed the middle finger of his right hand between Harry's buttocks and drilled upward, until he made contact with Harry's tight pucker. "OHhhh!!!" Harry gasped, turning from the twins and looking down at the top of Jacob's head, as Jacob began sucking up and down on him, and fingering his asshole. Snickering, Scott grabbed a bottle of shampoo and turned to the door, pulling John behind him, as Harry began moaning with pleasure over Jacob's ministrations. "Fuck they're hot!" John exclaimed, as the two padded down the hallway to the room with the shower. "Yeah," Scott said, "but we're just as hot too really!" The two grinned at each other and entered the shower room together. * * * "Should we check on the twins?" Andy asked, as we trudged up the stairs to our room, so I could change for our performance. "Might be an idea," I said, topping the stairs. When we reached their door, I rapped loudly on it. Apparently the latch wasn't in good working order, or someone hadn't shut the door fully, as it swung open from the pressure of my knock. "Holy shit!" I exclaimed. "OHHH!!!" Andy gasped. Jacob and Harry were both naked on the bed. Jacob was practically standing on his head, having apparently been lying on his back, and rolling his hips upward, until they were sticking straight up in the air, and he was balanced on just his shoulders, neck, and elbows, which were sticking out as if he were a tripod. His knees were hanging down in front of him, and his ass was sticking straight up. Harry had his face plastered up against Jacob's wide open ass cheeks, and was obviously eating Jacob's ass out, as Jacob moaned with ecstasy. Abruptly, Harry looked up at us. His face was wet with saliva. "Why'd you stop?" Jacob whined. Then, he looked toward the door and his eyes widened. "What's up?" Scott asked from behind us, as he and John walked up. "Whoa!" John murmured, as he took in the scene in their room. "Uh... sorry guys. We knocked, but the door swung open," I said, cringing a little, as Harry and Jacob both blushed profusely. "Get finished. We'll take the twins with us!" Quickly, I reached in and closed the door. "C'mon guys," I said. "Let's give them a chance to get done!" The twins started to snicker as Andy and I herded them toward our room. * * * 10 minutes later, as I was putting on my stage makeup - some black mascara and eyeliner, and my black outfit, Jacob and Harry knocked on the door. "Our room's free!" Jacob said, when John opened the door. "Um... Sorry about before," I said. "Our fault," Harry said. "We should've set the bolt." They both looked embarrassed yet. "We're going to shower," Jacob said. "OKay, see you down in the pub in a while," I said. They nodded and padded off down the hallway, as Scott and John smirked at each other. "Oh, go get dressed and knock it off. They're not the only ones who've been caught in the act before!" I said. "Yeah," Scott said, "but what a great position, I mean act, it was!" The two began chuckling then, as they left our room. * * * "Blimey!" Evan cried a few minutes later when we walked into the pub. He hadn't ever seen me in my stage outfit. "The teardrop is really brilliant!" he said, studying my face carefully, as I grinned at him. The owners of the pub, looked surprised to see me dressed up for the show too. The guys all arrived a few minutes later. They too were in drag, as we called it. "Let's get everything ready," I said. There were a lot of people in the pub already, and we weren't to play for another half hour. We made sure all our equipment was on, and ran a sound check, then went out the back door into an alley for a breath of air. I noticed the guys looked a little nervous. "It'll be fine!" I said. Mitchell smiled nervously at me. Pete who had his sax with him, and was sucking on his reed, gave me a nervous glance too. Even Boner looked a little uptight. "Do you think we have enough songs?" Julian asked. "If not, follow my lead." I said. "I always have enough when I play the Bell & Crown. Of course, I'm not a whole band either." Pete began fitting his spit-moistened reed into the mouthpiece of his sax. A minute later he put the instrument to his mouth and played a few measures of "Blue Moon". "Sounds good Legs!" Craig said. "Thanks Van Gogh!" Pete said. He looked a little more relaxed. "C'mon! Let's go play!" I said. Everyone grinned nervously, but lined up to follow me back into the pub. When we got back inside, we were amazed to see that the pub was suddenly packed. There wasn't even any standing room left! "Glad the guys got a table before everyone in town arrived!" Mitch said, twirling his drumsticks like batons. "Damn!" Boner muttered, looking around. Everyone began to clap suddenly when they noticed us coming in and heading for the little stage area in back. The owner stepped up to my microphone and said into it, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the Queenshead is proud to present, direct from the state of New Jersey, in the United States of America, 'The Six Shooters'!" A loud cheer went up, as the pub owner smiled and began trying to get back to his bar, and we walked onto stage. Once we were assembled, I looked at the guys and whispered, "'Devastated Dreams'... on your count of 4 Turkey!" Mitchell grinned at me. A moment later he began clicking his drumsticks together, then on three consecutive beats he cried out '2 - 3 - 4'. As he called '4', we launched into 'Devastated Dreams'. When it was over, the crowd was cheering wildly. From behind the bar, I was just able to glimpse the pub owner. He was grinning and nodding animatedly at a young man sitting in the corner of the bar, who when he turned toward us, I recognized as his son, the man who arranged our performance. I grinned and nodded at him, and he grinned and waved back. We did 'Mike's Song' next, which was also popular. 'Lynn's song' followed. It too was well received. We played a couple of more well known songs by other bands then. I'd been a little worried that the audience wouldn't like non-original songs, but they didn't seem to care what we played - they liked it all. We took a break for a half hour then, and snuck back out to the alley, since there were no more chairs. There, we sat on some crates that were sitting out there. The boys came out to see us and told us we were great! They only stayed a few minutes, running back in then, to make sure their table wasn't confiscated. The owner's son appeared then with a tray full of pints of beer. "OH YEAH!" Boner crooned, grinning. "Y'all have to come visit us stateside! You're our kind of pal!" Everyone chuckled, as Boner took the beers one by one from the tray and passed them to us. The man told us he thought we were wonderful, and his parents were VERY happy with our show. They'd already made a nice little profit that evening! We talked with him a few minutes, then he left, so we could coordinate our plan for the next part of the show. When we went in a few minutes later, we started our set with a couple of songs we'd worked briefly on together, that I'd written before the guys came over from the states. Everyone liked them very much. I comandeered the piano then and played and sang a solo piece I'd written as well. As I was winding up the final verse, Pete surprised me by softly playing along in the background on his sax. He'd studied the tune as I played it and was able to play it by ear. The audience loved it. We played a few more popular tunes then, and took another break. For our last set, we played some more popular tunes, and I played a couple of popular solo pub songs that I'd picked up hanging out at the Barley Mow with Evan. Then, to end our show, we finished off in reverse order, the first three songs we'd played, which were our most popular ones. When we were finished, we were surprised to receive a standing ovation, and calls for more! Grinning, we re-played "Devastated Dreams" again, and the crowd clapped and stomped their feet in time with us. We finished the song, and walked off the stage to thuderous applause. Grinning, we retreated to the alleyway again, and the owner's son awaiting us with another tray of pints, and a bottle of Irish whiskey and some shot glasses. "My Father thought since you're billed as 'the Six Shooters', it'd be only appropriate that you have some shots!" he said. We grinned and all helped ourselves. He poured himself a shot then, and toasted us. A little while later, when we went back inside, we were surprised to find half the pub patrons had left. "It's almost last call already," Jeremy explained. His eyes suddenly got larger then, and I realized he was staring past us. Turning around, we were shocked to find a bevy of people, mostly younger girls, all poised with pieces of paper and pens. A few even had real autograph books. I grinned as Boner, smiled warmly and said, "We'd be most happy to sign autographs, if everyone will just line up and wait patiently!" Craig who was facing me rolled his eyes heavenward, and I chuckled. We lined up in front of the stage then, and a line formed in front of Boner. Everyone who wanted our autographs passed by each of us then, and we signed their pieces of paper, or whatever they had and spoke a moment with each. It was well past last call and closing by the time we'd seen everyone and signed the last autograph. Luckily, the pub owner's son had kept us well-supplied with pints, as we worked the crowd. If he hadn't, Boner would've been rather grouchy, Andy pointed out later, causing us all to snicker. "You can stuff it MacDoogle!" Boner said, glaring at Andy, but grinning. Everyone laughed. "Well, I don't know about you guys," Mitchell said, yawning and stretching. "But, I'm beat. I'm going to bed!" Everyone agreed. So, we packed up our instruments, and picked everything up, then headed up to our rooms. * * * Mitch and Pete, and Julian and Boner were all exhausted from our long day of sight-seeing, then the long evening on stage. Before they got to their room, they all stopped at the two shared bathrooms in the hallway, and each took a leak. Then they went straight to their room, stripped to their boxers, and crawled into bed. Within minutes, all four of them were sleeping soundly. * * * As you might expect, it was a different story in Jacob & Harry's and Scott & John's room. "Everybody got a hardon?" Scott asked, as they stood grinning at one another, after having carefully bolted and locked the door tightly. If any of the boys had checked him out, they'd see he was pitching a tent in the front of his pants. Without waiting for an answer, Scott began to strip. The other three did as well. "So what should we do?" Harry asked. "Um..." Scott said, hesitating a moment. Everyone looked at him. "Um... well..." he said. "I was hoping maybe you'd show us how you ate Jacob's ass out!" Harry smiled. "Are your bums clean?" Both twins nodded. "Are you sure?" Jacob asked. "Maybe you should wash them carefully first." "Fine!" Scott burst out, turning and striding to the sink in the corner of the room. John quickly followed him. "Why don't you let us wash you?" Harry suggested, grinning lewdly. Scott grinned lewdly back at him and turned and bent over. Still grinning, Harry took a wash cloth, ran it under the hot water and soaped it up. Then he began sensually soaping Scott's ass up. He quickly switched over to just his hand, which he began sliding up and down, over and across, and around and around Scott's ass. "Ohhhh!" Scott exclaimed, as Harry began washing his asshole. "Would you like me to do your's?" Jacob asked, as he watched John staring wantonly at his brother and Harry, his dick visibly pulsating. "Yes please," John replied, somewhat breathlessly. Smiling Jacob wet another wash cloth with warm water and soap. "Kneel by the bed and lie your belly down over the top of it," Jacob directed. John did as he was told, and Jacob began soaping his ass up. Within seconds, his hands were sliding sensually all over John's ass too. "Mmmmmm!" John moaned as Jacob's fingers glided over his pucker. After a few minutes, Harry began rinsing Scott's ass off. Jacob did the same to John. When they were finished, the older boys patted the younger boys' butts dry with large soft bath towels. "Both of you get on the bed, on your stomachs, with a couple pillows under your crotches," Harry instructed. Quickly, each boy crawled onto one of the beds and laid down, stuffing pillows under their pelvises, so that their asses were raised and opened. Smiling, Harry crawled on the bed Scott was on, and got between his legs, which were spread apart. Jacob did the same with John. At the same time, Jacob and Harry lowered their mouths toward the twins' assholes. Each began gently licking at the younger boys' puckers. As they softly licked each boy, over and over, their tongue strokes got firmer, and a little faster. Soon, both boys were panting and moaning with pleasure, as Jacob and Harry pleasured them in a way neither had ever been so completely pleasured before. They'd each rimmed one another before, but not to the degree the older boys were working on them. Neither had ever felt anything quite so exquisite. Jacob and Harry continued rimming the boys, for some time, every so often dipping their tongues deep within the boys' rectums, causing them to cry out with pleasure! Eventually, both Jacob and Harry switched slowly over to more and more tongue fucking - rather than simple licking and rimming. Within minutes they had both twins moaning and squirming about under them, writhing in ecstasy. The older boys kept on ravaging the younger boys' assholes, until neither twin thought they were going to survive. They never realized how much pleasure they could feel, just from someone working on their asshole. Eventually, each boy was shocked to feel an orgasm beginnning to form within them. As they panted and moaned louder, and thrashed about on their beds more, Jacob and Harry began jamming their tongues as deep within them as they could. "OH fuck!" Scott, whimpered, as his pelvis thrashed about. He was almost at his climax, but couldn't quite get there. The tremendous amount of pleasure he was feeling was driving him nuts! Suddenly, Harry jammed his tongue further than ever, deep within Scott's rectum, pressing the tip of it against the boy's prostate. "OOOOOHHHHHH!!!" Scott practically yelled, as suddenly, his body exploded with pleasure, and he flooded the pillow beneath his lower abdomen with semen. "AAAwwwwwww!" John cried out, as he too saturated his pillow, and clamped on Jacob's tongue with his asshole. "Mmmmmmm!!!!" Scott groaned, cumming again. "Uuhhhhhh!" John grunted, as he ejaculated again too. The boys spasmed over and over for the next half minute or so, as Jacob and Harry continued pleasuring them. When their orgasms ended, the twins' bodies physically relaxed. Recognizing the end for their orgasms, Jacob and Harry gently removed their tongues from them, and rolled away from them. "Fuck!" Scott exclaimed, incredulously. "I never felt anything like that before!" "Me either!" John gasped, as the two lay panting, each feeling tremendously relieved and relaxed. "Thank you so much Jake!" "Yeah," Scott said. "Thanks Harry!" "No problem," Harry said. "After you rest a minute, you can show us if you adequately learned how to do what we did to you!" The twins looked at Jacob and Harry for a moment. "OH!" Scott said, after a couple seconds. "Oh..." "Oh!" John said, as well. "Um... OK." "You don't have to if you don't want to," Jacob said realizing the twins didn't sound exactly thrilled at the idea. Harry glared incredulously at Jacob, who gave him a reprimanding look. "It's OK," Scott said, smiling. "Fair's fair after all." "We get to clean you first though too, right?" John asked. "Certainly," Jacob said. "Although, I think I'm pretty clean. But that's part of it anyway." "OK," Scott said, not sounding completely convinced. A few minutes later, Jacob and Harry were lying on the beds, with clean pillows beneath their pelvises. Scott and John were diligently washing their butts. "Oh yeah!" Harry groaned a minute later when Scott's tongue began licking at his hole. "Mmmmm..." Jacob moaned, as John's tongue touched his hole too. During the next few minutes the only sounds in the room were the soft licking noises the twins were making, and Jacob and Harry's moans and gasps of pleasure. After a while, squeaking bed springs, and thrashing noises, followed by full blown groans and exclaimations of pleasure and joy from Jacob and Harry. "How'd we do?" Scott asked, sitting back, with a wet face, once Harry's orgasm ended. "Brilliant!" Harry replied panting heavily, but smiling. Jacob nodded his agreement, as he lay panting heavily too. "So... now what?" John asked. * * * While the boys were having fun together in their room, and the other guys were sleeping, Andy, Craig, Jeremy, Evan and I were all sitting in our room, talking. As was usually the case when me and Andy got together with Craig & Jeremy, the conversation turned to sex. As we talked, I noticed that Craig & Jeremy kept glancing at Evan with slightly confused looks on their faces. Eventually, Craig said, "Um... maybe we should talk about something else guys. I'm sure Evan doesn't want to listen to all this talk about gay sex." Andy looked at me with a humorous look on his face and smiled. "It's OK," Evan said, a small smile crossing his face. "Well... isn't it kind of awkward for you to be in a room full of gay guys?" Craig asked. "I'm OK," Evan said, still smiling a little. "Well, what if we decide to have an orgy?" Jeremy asked devilishly. "you're the top right?" Evan asked. A little surprised, Jeremy furrowed his brow but said, "Yeah." "Well, if you decide to shag Craig ... you'd best watch your backside! You might turn into a middle!" Evan chuckled. Craig and Jeremy looked confused. They both looked at Evan, then at me and Andy, who were smirking. I looked at Evan, he blushed, but nodded slightly at me. "It's up to you if you wanta tell 'em," I said. Craig and Jeremy looked even more confused. Evan looked at them and smiled. "It's like this mates, even though I'm in love with Betsey, and we have great sex whenever we can, there are times, especially if she's not around, when she's not really enough for me," Evan said. Craig's eyebrows shot up. A slight smile began to spread across Jeremy's face. Evan blushed a bit, and said "Occasionally, I like to be with guys too." All of a sudden Craig's eyes got huge and he looked at Andy and me. "Oh my god!" he exclaimed. "You guys do trois's don't you?" The three of us all grinned. I noticed that Evan was blushing. I felt my own face warm up a bit too. "So that explains why you sleep over at their house with them a lot!" Craig said to Evan, grinning. Evan grinned, and blushing deeper he nodded shyly. "So... would you be interested in having a real orgy with us then?" Jeremy asked, still looking surprised, but also hopeful. It was obvious he was aroused. I could see the tip of his pole bulging in his pants. "Maybe," Evan said, grinning. His crotch had started to bulge too. The three of them all looked at Andy and me. I smiled and said "Andy and I have been with all three of you in various ways before, but Evan's only been with me and Andy, so it's really up to him. No pressure Evan. Only if you want to! And if you don't, it's really OK!" I smiled at Evan and gave him a look to let him know I was sincere, that he didn't have to do anything if he didn't want to. Evan grinned then and said, "Let's get naked!" As Craig's and Jeremy's faces lit up with smiles, I said, "Are you sure?" Evan grinned and nodded. We all grinned at each other then. A moment later Jeremy got up and started to unbuckle his belt. Quickly we all joined him and began stripping... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all my loyal readers, and to any of my new readers too! The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.