Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2007 21:29:45 -0800 (PST) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 91 Copyrighted 2006: This story is protected under US copyright law. No part of it may be reproduced in any way without the express written consent of the author. The author grants www.nifty.org and its mirror sites permission to post the story on their websites. DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of homosexual activities. 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 91 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When we left off in our last chapter, having just left Auntie Doreen's in St. Andrew's, and we were now on our way to Loch Ness, with a couple of site seeing stops scheduled along the way... "There!" Andy cried, looking up from his map, and pointing at an exit sign as we tooled along route A9. "That's our exit - Route A827!" "Okey dokey," I said, putting on my signal. In the rearview, I saw Mitchell, who was behind us signal as well. We turned off the highway, and entered a smaller, country road. As we drove along, we all enjoyed the passing scenery. "I wonder what river that is?" John said, as he looked out his window at the river that ran along the roadside. "It's the River Tay!" Andy said. "How'd you know that?" Scott asked. Andy grinned and pointed at a sign that flashed by us that said "River Tay" on it. "You think you're smart huh?" Scott said, blushing a little, as we all chuckled. "If you keep your eyes open, you never know what you'll see!" Andy said. Soon we saw a sign on the side of the road, indicating that The Aberfeldy Distillery, which was our first destination, was coming up just down the road. Indeed, within a minute, we saw it on the left, and I signaled for our turn. Behind me, Mitchell turned on his directional as well. "Cool!" Scott said, as we pulled up to the distillery. "What's that smell though?" "I believe that's the barley that's being brewed into Scotch whisky," Andy said. "And isn't it sweet?" I asked grinning. "Smells kinda disgusting!" John said, crinkling his nose. "How can you guys drink that stuff?" Both boys had gotten into the habit of asking for a taste of my drinks, whenever I had a cocktail, and recently, both boys had tried a sip of my scotch, and John had nearly vomited. Scott hadn't been impressed in the least either, and each had declared they'd prefer to have beer! Smiling, I said, "it's an acquired taste, and one I'm glad you haven't acquired yet. Never-the-less, I expect you'll find this tour interesting!" We all got out of our cars then, and headed for the building. * * * "Whew!" Boner said. "Can smell the malt!" "It's disgusting!" John said, crinkling his nose again, as we all grinned or chuckled. "OH!!! Let's take the 'Signature tour'!" Pete said, his eyes lighting up when he saw that we would get 5 free samples if we did. "We are driving afterward!" I said, looking at him. "Hey! I can handle it!" he said, looking offended. "Yeah!" Mitchell smirked. "Just like you did when you ripped your mom's sideview mirror off after a few beers a couple weeks ago!" "You were drinking and driving?" I asked, looking at Pete, who was blushing and glaring at Mitchell. "I told you it was the other guy's fault!" Pete snarled. "Well, we're not gonna be riding around Scotland drunk!" Craig said. "why not just do the deluxe tour?" Andy suggested. "We'll get 3 samples, and after that, there's a pub we can have lunch at, which will give us all time to sober up!" "Brilliant idea!" Evan said. "Seriously blokes, you don't want to get caught driving pissed here in the UK!" "Oh, Fine!" Pete grumbled. "Besides," Julian said. "It's a cheaper tour!" "You running short on cash bro?" Craig asked. "I'm OK," Julian said, tinging light pink. "No need to spend more than's necessary though." "If you run short, I can spot you a loan," I said, smiling at him. "Thanks, but I'm fine!" Julian said. "'K, let's do it then! Ante up everyone - it's 10 pounds each!" I said. Looking at Jacob, Harry, Andy, and the twins, I said, "I got us!" * * * I stepped forward then to buy the entrance tickets. "How many?" the girl at the counter asked. She looked a little nervous as she looked at me. I looked at the boys, and turned and said "six please." "Are any of them under 18?" the girl asked. "Four of them," I said. "And what is your relationship to them?" the girl asked, politely, but never-the-less, looking curiously, but still nervously, at me. "Excuse me?" I asked, surprised. "We generally only allow children in with their family," she said, blushing, and looking down. I was surprised, and stood there blinking for a moment, then quickly I said, "But, they are my family! They're my step-brothers." The girl jerked her head up and gave me a surprised, but wary look. I smiled warmly at her and looked in her eyes. I noticed that she suddenly drew in her breath, and quickly averted her eyes from mine. I realized she was embarrassed. When she looked back at me, I was still smiling, and raised my eyebrows quickly and dropped them again. She blushed more deeply, and quickly handed me 6 tickets. "20 pounds please!" she said, in a nearly hoarse whisper. Smiling, I paid, and said "Thanks darling!" The girl turned nearly purple then, as we stepped aside. After we'd moved away from the counter, Andy grinned and muttered, "Good thing she had the hots for you, otherwise, the boys might not have gotten in!" The boys were all grinning evily at me too. "Oh come on!" I said. "She liked you!" Scott grinned. "Yup!" John agreed. Jacob and Harry were grinning at me too, their eyes twinkling. "Whatever!" I said. Andy was looking curiously at me. "What?" I asked. "You knew, and you flirted with her on purpose!" he said. "I did not!" I lied, blushing. He smirked then, and they all chuckled. A couple minutes later, the others had gotten their tickets, and we headed off on the tour. * * * The tour we took was of the Aberfeldy distillery, where they make Aberfeldy Single Malt Scotch Whisky. This single malt Scotch is used as the main ingredient for Dewar's blended scotch whisky. We learned that Scotch Whisky is made of just water, barley, and yeast that's malted, then distilled, then stored in wooden casks. In order to be considered Scotch Whisky, it must spend at least 3 years stored in wooden casks in Scotland! We did find out what gives Aberfeldy Scotch its unique flavor though - it's because the casks they store it in were originally used to store sherry in - so some of the flavoring gets into the scotch! The twins were especially interested to find out too that the leftovers from the barley and yeast, after it's malted, is sold to farmers, and they feed for their cows with it. In this way - nothing gets wasted. Of course Scott had to pipe up, "But don't all the cows get drunk?", which brought chuckles and laughter from everyone. The tourguide assured everyone that this wasn't the case though, although, he did admit he was partial to locally processed dairy products, claiming they taste better to him! Jacob and I both found the history of the distillery interesting. It was just a small family run business, until it was taken over from their father by Sir Thomas Robert Dewar (1864-1930 - knighted by King Edward VII in 1902) and his brother John. It was Sir Thomas and John, who made it into the business it is today. We especially enjoyed hearing some of Lord Dewar's quotes as we walked along: "Experience is what you get when you are looking for something else." "Footprints on the sands of time are not made by sitting down." "It is far better to have a few hundreds in the bank than millions on the brain." "We have a great regard for old age when it is bottled!" - which was a particular favorite of mine. As we progressed through the distillery, I began to notice that Steve and Julian were still acting strangely. They appeared to feel awkward whenever they were near one another. Invariably, if they ended up together, one or the other, would step away and move to the outside of the group. I could see in their expressions that they were definitely having a problem! At the end of the tour, those of us over 18 were all given three free samples of scotch. I had to admit that while Dewar's blended scotch had always been a favorite, the Aberfeldy single malt Whisky did indeed have a superior taste, and felt even smoother as it slid down my throat, spreading warmth through my chest. "This was always my Grandda's favorite!" Andy said, smiling, after having downed a shot of it as well. I watched Julian and Boner after we'd had our samples, and although they both became more loquacious, they still avoided each other. When the tour ended, we were each given a free souvenir blender's malt glass. Everyone was pleased. We were also invited to visit the gift shop. As the boys were hungry, we opted to go to the restaurant and pub first, and hopefully avoid the lunch-time rush. We managed to get a long table together, and sat down and enjoyed lunch. Julian and Steve made sure to position themselves at opposite ends of the table though. * * * After lunch, everyone wanted to visit the gift shop. I noticed that as Julian got up and headed off with them, Boner motioned to the barman, and requested another pint of bitters. I motioned to the barman and ordered one as well, and went and sat next to Steve. I noticed Andy give me a curious look, and waved at him to go with the others. He nodded and trailed after the boys. "Nice place they have here," I said, as I sat down next to Steve, and took a swig from the pint that had just arrived in front of me. "Yeah," Boner drawled, smiling slightly, and sucking on his beer too. "That single malt's good stuff! Gotta get some before we leave!" "I agree," I said. We sat for a minute then in silence. I could see that Steve had an awkward look on his face. "So, you wanta tell me what's up with you and Jewels?" I said, finally. Boner flinched noticeably, and his ears darkened. "Nothin's up!" he said, staring straight ahead, not looking at me. "Uh huh," I said. "That's why you're avoiding each other like the plague!" Steve looked at me then, and I saw the embarrassment on his face, but also a look of internal turmoil in his eyes. "Something happen last night?" I asked. Steve, didn't reply, but his face darkened, and I could tell that something had indeed must have gone on. "Everything's fine!" he lied, quickly looking away. I just looked at him, as he stared down into his pint, and turned brighter red. "You know you can talk to me about anything!" I said. Steve didn't look up, but his face darkened even more. "I know Horse," he said finally. "But - " He hesitated then a moment, and I just waited. "There's nothing I need to talk about. So - can we just drop it please?" he asked. He looked up at me then, and I saw a pleading look in his eyes. I waited a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "Sure Steve. Just remember, I'm here if you change your mind." "I know," he said quietly. "Thanks man. I'm OK though." He looked back at his beer, picked it up and drained half the glass. I patted him on the shoulder, then took a large swallow of my beer too. We sat in silence then for a few minutes, me wishing Steve would open up to me, and he probably wishing I'd go away. We each sipped at our beer at regular intervals. After a few minutes, I finished off my beer and said I was going to check out the souvenir shop. Steve said he'd be along in a minute. So I left him sitting alone, with the rest of his beer. When I got to the gift shop, I noticed Julian look my way. He blushed when I looked at him, until I smiled at him. He quickly returned my smile. Then, as I turned to go find the boys, I noticed him look across the lobby, into the pub, at Steve. He looked at him for a minute, then turned his attention back to the postcards he'd been looking at. Steve continued sitting, lost in thought, staring at the remains of his beer. "What's up with them?" Andy asked quietly, as he sidled over to me. "Not a clue," I said, looking at him. We looked soberly at each other. "Bone wants me to drop it," I said. "You told him no, didn't you?" Andy said. Smiling, I said, "No, I told him, I would, but I'm here if he needs me. He obviously wants to handle it on his own!" "Oh," Andy said, not looking completely satisfied. "So don't start anything!" I said. "John!" Andy cried, looking up at me with a stern look. "You know I'd never do anything of the sort!" I gave him a knowing smirk, as he looked disapprovingly at me. Finally, his look faded, and he muttered, "Fine!" Chuckling, I said, "Let's get our stuff, and get moving!" I quickly gave a look around the gift shop then, and located what I wanted - a few bottles of Aberfeldy's finest 21 year single malt whisky, and some cakes and cookies either made with and/or doused in Scotch. As we were paying, Steve quietly joined us, and grabbed a couple bottles of Scotch as well. Once everyone had everything, we went back out to the cars, and continued on our journey. * * * Our next stop was a Highland Fold Museum in Kingussie. We all found it very interesting. Andy and I still noticed though that Steve and Julian were avoiding each other. * * * We didn't stay at the museum as long as the distillery, as the boys were anxious to get to Loch Ness. As we got closer to the Loch, the twins became more and more excited. They were certain they were going to have an encounter with the legendary "Nessie"! "Wow!" they both cried, as we caught our first glimpse of the lake from the south end. Except for Andy, who'd been there before, we were all surprised by just how big the lake was! "I told you it was large!" Andy said, as the twins exclaimed that it was the biggest lake they'd ever seen. "Andy! What's that place?" John asked, pointing at a what looked like a fort. "That's Fort Augustus!" Andy said. "It's been there a LONG time! It was captured by the Jacobite clans in the mid 1700's during the rebellion. And, later, it was a monastery for Benedictine monks!" "What's all those things in the water near it?" Scott asked. "Those are locks," Andy said. "That's the Caledonian Canal, and it's at a different level than the Loch, so locks are needed." "Locks at the Loch!" Scott said, chuckling. "Funny as a crutch Scotty!" I said, smiling. "OK, follow this road now til we get to Drumnadrochit," Andy said. "Drumna-what?" I said. "Drumnadrochit!" Andy repeated. "Whatever!" I said. "Long as you know it when you see it on a sign, we'll be OK!" Even Andy smiled, as the twins laughed. "Can we take a boat ride yet today?" Scott asked, excitedly. "I don't know," I said. It was getting late in the afternoon. "Actually," Andy said, "We have time to check into our hotel, and make the last ride on the lake - just at dusk! And that's the very best time for it too - the water's the calmest, and more sightings have occurred at that time of the day!" "YES!" the twins cried in unison, grinning, as I looked at Andy and gave him a knowing look. I could tell though that he was having as much fun being at Loch Ness as the boys were. "Turn right up there, and our hotel is just down the road," Andy said, pointing ahead. I followed his directions, and within a couple minutes, we were parking beside a small, quaint, hotel that had a commanding view of the lake. "Nice pick!" I said to Andy, who I'd let select our hotel. "Well, this is where we always stay when we come here!" Andy said. "It's quite comfortable, inexpensive really in comparison to some places, and we get a wonderful view of the Loch!" "So, have you ever seen Nessie Andy?" John asked. Andy was caught off guard, and I saw his eyes get large for a moment. Suddenly though, he smiled, and turned to the twins and said, "well, actually, I think I might have when I was your age! I can't be 100% certain, but I sat on that dock over there one evening," He pointed to a dock that stuck far out onto the lake. "And as I sat there, with my feet hanging into the water, something surfaced right in front of me. What looked like a fin broke the surface, and I swear I saw a gleaming yellow-green eye beneath the surface staring up out of the water at me!" "Jesus Christ he's laying it on thick," I thought to myself as the twins stared awestruck at him. "What'd you do?" they both cried, excitedly. Andy smiled and blushed a little. "Well," he said. "I leaped up and ran back to land, screaming like a girl!" I roared with laughter, as the boys both stared incredulously at him. "Why'd you do that?" Scott cried, disbelievingly. "I was scared!" Andy cried. "I would've been too!" John said, solemnly. "You wusses!" Scott said, disgustedly. "You had the perfect opportunity, and you blew it!" Andy smiled, and I could see he was going to take it further. "Well," he said. "There had been rumors that summer, that a young boy had been snatched from a dock by the monster! I wasn't about to be the second such disappearance!" Scott suddenly looked solemn as well. "Really?" he asked, seriously. Andy smiled in a superior way, and nodded slowly. John shuddered and said, "Maybe we better not do that boat ride afterall." "What?" Scott cried. "Nonsense! We'll be fine on the boat!" Andy looked at the boys and said, "Hopefully we will! There are legends of whole boats disappearing too!" Both boys eyes turned to saucers and they looked at each other. Scott saw the look on my face then, and looked at Andy. "OH MY GOD! YOU'RE BULLSHITTING US!" he cried, incredulously. As John turned and looked at Andy in surprise, I burst into uproarious laughter. Andy quickly adopted and admonishing look, and sternly said "Really Scott! I cannot believe you don't believe me!" Then he turned and looked at me and added, "And you're no help either!" I just laughed even harder, as the twins looked back and forth between us, confused. When I stopped laughing, Scott looked at me and said, "Well, is he lying to us?" Andy flashed me a desparate look, so I smiled and said, "Well, it all sounds rather fantastic, but honestly - who knows? I'm sure people have had some experiences like Andy's mentioned." The boys both smiled then again. "So... you're telling the truth?" Scott asked Andy. "Scouts honor!" Andy said, looking seriously at them. I almost lost it when I saw his finger's crossed behind his back. The boys of course didn't notice this, and he quickly uncrossed them as he said, "We'd best get moving though if we want to make that boat ride!" Grinning, the boys clamored from the car, and began excitedly telling Jacob and Harry everything Andy had told them. I noticed both of the older boys looking curiously at me, and when the twins weren't looking, I winked at them. They smiled and pretended to be just as excited as the boys were then. * * * We went into the hotel then, and checked in. As we were dividing up who was rooming with who, I noticed that Julian and Steve both seemed to be acting strangely. I got the distinct impression that they would've liked to split up and room with someone else, but everyone else had already signed up for their rooms, so they had no choice but to room together again, like they'd been doing. "You two lovebirds gonna have to share a bed again?" Pete asked, smirking at them. Both Steve and Julian looked mortified, and Steve quickly growled, "We'll be having twin beds!" Pete's grin faded as he saw how intense Steve was being. He glanced at the rest of us. I grinned and said, "Better watch it there Legs - before you're wearing Boner's foot up your ass!" Everyone laughed then, and even Steve smiled slightly. We all took our bags up to our rooms then, and spent a few minutes freshening up, before congregating in the hotel's lobby, where the boys were champing at the bit to get going. * * * We spent the next couple hours on a boat then, gliding along the glass-like surface of the lake. Our tour on the lake was on a small cruise boat, and as Andy had predicted, it was a beautiful time to be on the lake. Every so often, one of the guys would gasp, then point out on the lake, and cry "Did you see it?". The first couple times, the twins' heads would snap in the direction they were pointing, and wide-eyed, they'd cry "What? Where?" As the guys started to chuckle and laugh, the boys would get annoyed and snap at them to knock it off! As the boat ride neared its end, the boys were both getting disappointed that they hadn't seen anything. "Laddies!" The captain called to them suddenly. "Keep yer eyes on that spot over thar!" Wide-eyed, the boys turned in the direction the captain was pointing it. Suddenly, Scott's eyes became saucers and he cried "I just saw something!" I looked in the direction the boys were looking in, and I too saw something that looked like it was just breaking the surface. "Probably a water snake!" Boner muttered, looking too. Glancing at the captain, I saw him smiling. When he saw me, he winked, and just pointed in that direction again. Sure enough, it appeared that something was definitely submerged beneath the surface about 100 feet behind us. Every so often, it broke the surface slightly. "It's GOT to be Nessie!" John cried, wildly snapping photos. I looked at Andy, and he looked at me and just smiled. Suddenly, as we looked in the direction of the 'object' the captain had pointed out, what looked like a fin broke the surface and extended up out of the water about a foot. It arced over the surface, and then disappeared beneath the water again. "I SAW IT!" John screamed, frenzied. "I DID TOO!" Scott cried, equally as excited. Both boys eyes were bigger than I'd ever seen them! The guys were all staring with saucer eyes at the spot the "fin" had appeared in. "Was that Nessie Captain?" Scott cried, spinning and looking at the boat's captain. "Might have been Lad! Might have been! One can never tell!" The captain said, smiling at him. I noticed that Andy didn't seem surprised that we'd sighted "Nessie", and I looked at him. All he could do was grin at me. "what'd you do?" I whispered. "Oh John! How could you think such a thing?" he whispered back at me. He just smiled at me then, as the twins', Jacob's, and Harry's mouths ran non-stop, as they excitedly scanned the water's surface for more "sightings". No further "sightings" occurred though, much to the twins' chagrin. Never-the-less, they remained animatedly excited for the rest of the cruise back to the dock. John was certain he'd gotten a picture of Nessie! As we disembarked from the boat, back at the dock, I noticed Andy slipping something into the Captain's hand, and leaning in and whispering to him. "You stay well Laddie!" The captain said, smiling at Andy, as they shook hands. "You too Captain!" Andy replied, smiling at him. The captain winked, nodded, and smiled at me, as we shook hands good-bye as well. As we reached the street, and turned back toward our hotel, the boys couldn't stop chattering about their "sighting" of Nessie! Even the guys were talking curiously about it, although each thought there must be some rational explanation. Only Andy remained silent, just smiling and walking along. * * * Suddenly, Scott, looked back at Andy and I and asked, "So can we go swimming in the lake?" "I expect the water's way too cold for that!" I said. "Yeah, and do you really want to go in there with the monster in the water?" Jeremy asked, grinning. "I wanta try a pair of goggles and see if I can't see him underwater!" Scott cried. "First of all," Andy said. "Nessie is a 'she'! And, second of all, I don't think she'd come along if you were swimming!" "But you said you saw hi- I mean her, when you were sitting on the dock!" John said. "True," Andy said, "But, swimming is a different matter - it's loud and noisy. Nessie won't come near people if they're being noisy!" "But - " Scott began. He hesitated a minute, then said, "I want to be able to say I swam in Loch Ness! Did you ever swim in it Andy?" "Well... I did once!" he admitted. "It was cold though like John says!" "Well, we don't care! Please Andy! Say we can!" Scott cried. Andy looked surprised at the boy's request. They hadn't ever asked his permission to do something before. He looked to me for guidance. A little surprised that I wasn't being consulted, I just looked at him and shrugged. Obviously it was he who was expected to reply. "Well," Andy said finally, "I think not. We don't want anyone turning blue afterall!" The boys were both greatly disappointed, and began complaining. "I have an idea!" Andy said. The boys stopped whining, and looked hopefully at him. "Remember how I told you how I saw Nessie one night while I was dangling my feet in the water?" he asked. The boys both nodded. "Well, why don't we go down to the dock, and put our feet in the lake? Then you can tell everyone you got wet in Loch Ness!" Andy said. It wasn't the response the boys had hoped for, but since it was better than nothing, they both agreed. Rather than getting their feet wet, the others all decided they wanted to go back to the hotel or take a walk, so they took off, leaving Andy, the twins, and I. "Why don't you three go get your feet wet?" I suggested, thinking maybe it would be nice for Andy to have a little time alone with them. They looked surprised, but agreeable. As the three of them set off for the dock, down below the hotel, I found a short stone wall, and sat down on it to enjoy the view of the lake, as the sun began to set in the west. The sunset turned out to be gorgeous, and I quickly pulled out my camera, and took several pictures of it, and of the lake. Down on the end of a long pier that stuck out into the lake, I saw Andy sitting on the end of the dock, with the twins sitting on either side of him. All three had their shoes off, and their pants rolled up. Their legs were hanging down over the edge of the pier, extending down into the cold, dark, water. I could just imagine the stories Andy was telling the boys about various sightings of the monster! Chuckling, I took a few pictures of them - the blond young man, and his dark-haired 'younger brothers'. It was nice to see that they were becoming closer to Andy. I knew he appreciated it, and I was sure that they would get a lot of enjoyment out of being closer to Andy too! * * * Eventually, they pulled their feet out of the lake, and let them dry off, before putting on their shoes again. A few minutes later, they walked off the dock, crossed the street, and climbed back up the hill toward me, and the hotel. "Have fun?" I asked. "Yup!" Scott said, grinning. "It was loads of fun!" John said, smiling. "Andy told us more stories about other people seeing Nessie!" "I figured he might," I said, smiling. Andy looked at me, grinning, his eyes twinkling. He was obviously having a good time too! "Well, c'mon," I said, "We have about 10 minutes before we're all supposed to meet for supper!" We hastened back to our hotel rooms, and got cleaned up, then joined the others in the hotel lobby. We set off then in search of a restaurant Andy knew, that served good Italian food. "Why would you want Italian food in Scotland?" I asked. "Never mind that! Let's just find the place!" Boner cried, obviously happy with anticipation of a big meal. The others all seemed interested too, so we set off and found the restaurant. They did indeed serve Italian meals. We each thoroughly enjoyed the food, although, we all agreed, somehow it didn't taste quite as Italian as we'd expected. "Not enough Garlic!" Craig said, finally. "I think you're right!" I agreed. "Hey! It was good though!" Steve said. We all grinned and agreed. We sat around the table for a while, talking then, having another beer, while the boys each had dishes of ice cream. Afterward, we all found ourselves yawning, and decided we'd best get back to the hotel and get some rest. * * * Back at the hotel, I'd put the twins in a room that adjoined mine and Andy's. Jacob and Harry had a room to themselves, on the other side of our room. It didn't adjoin our room, and the two of them appeared pleased they were going to be allowed their 'freedom'. The twins groused that they should be allowed their 'freedom' as well. I told them that we'd close the door between our rooms, but that I expected them to remain in their room, unless they needed the bathroom, which was down the hall. They agreed. So, when we got to our rooms, we split up, and each went to our own rooms. "Think they'll follow orders and stay in?" Andy asked, as we closed the door between our room and the twins' room. "Yeah," I said. "I expect they want to relax and have some fun together!" "Ah! Yes! They'll practice their 'wrestling moves'!" he said, snickering. I laughed then too. "Your poor Auntie!" I said. "Well," it's not the first time she's had that happen," Andy said, smiling. "Oh really?" I said, smiling incredulously. Andy blushed and grinned. "Let's just concentrate on ourselves right now!" he said. Smiling, I said, "Sounds good. How's your asshole feeling?" "Better," Andy said. "I'm glad, but I still won't be fucking you tonight! I want your muscle to rest a bit!" I said. "Oh, fine," Andy said, disappointed. I chuckled and said, "I told you, how about you let me be the 'bottom' for a change?" "I guess," Andy said, smiling. "Well, what are we waiting for?" I said. "Let's get naked!" Grinning, Andy began pulling off his shirt, and so did I. * * * A few minutes later we were completely naked, and laying on the bed together. "Damnit!" Andy said, before I could reach for his dick. "What?" I asked. "I forgot to go to the loo! I have to pee!" he said, frowning. I chuckled and said, "Go in the sink! I'm sure most guys do!" "That's rude John!" he said. "Then, get dressed and go down the hallway!" I said. Andy looked at me. He clearly didn't want to go down the hallway. "Oh fine!" he said, getting up. "I'll help!" I said, grinning. "I really think I can handle this myself John!" Andy said. "But I'd like to 'handle' it for you!" I said, grinning, and stepping up next to him, as he stood at the sink. "Well, go ahead then," he said. Smiling, I grasped his penis and held it over the sink, pointing at the drain. "Go ahead," I said. "I'm trying!" Andy said. "I've never peed while someone else was holding my willy before!" I chuckled, and started massaging his penis. "OH THAT's BOUND TO HELP ALOT!" he cried. I laughed, but stopped moving my hand. We stood silently for a moment, then suddenly, I felt something move beneath my fingers, and realized he was starting to pee. Andy urinated then, as I stood holding his penis over the sink. Several seconds later, when he'd finished, I massaged his tool for a moment, working the dregs of his piss from him. I was surprised when a moment later, I felt Andy's hand grasping my penis. "YOur turn!" he said, smiling sweatly. Chuckling, I relaxed, and as Andy held my appendage over the sink, I too urinated. "Well, that was 'different'!" Andy declared, after we'd washed the sink, and were walking back over to the bed. I chuckled and said, "So now what?" Smiling, Andy crawled down the bed, and reached for my genitals again. This time though, he used his mouth on my penis! Smiling, I laid back and spread my legs apart and enjoyed Andy's hot tongue as it washed around my quickly burgeoning dick. Within seconds, I was fully hard, and Andy's mouth was expertly sucking up and down on me, while he reached for my nipples with both hands, and immediately sent shivers rocketing up and down my body, as he tweaked them both, as he sucked my rod! After a minute or so, Andy withdrew his hands, and I felt him pulling gently on my knees. I allowed him to pull them up, and push them toward my chest. As he did, my ass opened wide. Andy slid off my dick then, and licked down the underside of it, along my thick urethra. When he reached my nutsack, he licked around first my left ball, which he sucked into his mouth and rolled around a moment, then after spitting it out, he repeated this with my right nut. When he'd finished, and my sack was slick with spit, he licked further downward, over my perineum, and along the depth of my ass crack, to me asshole. I was in heaven then, as Andy began flicking the tip of his tongue over my pucker! At the same time, he reached for my penis, which was still wet with his spit, and he began sliding his hand up and down it. Having Andy's hand and mouth both working me over like that drove me nuts! I couldn't believe how wonderful I felt! I could feel my climax starting to build already, as Andy shoved with his tongue, and slid it through my anus, forcing it inside me, then quickly pulling it out - only to repeat the action. I was gasping for breath as he tongue-fucked and masturbated me - certain that I'd cum before he ever was ready to fuck me! Andy realized how I was feeling though, and stopped playing with my dick, and pulled his face from between my cheeks. As I lay there wet, and open, he smiled and reached for a tube of lube. He squirted some on his fingers, then reached for my ass again. Suddenly I felt one of his fingers, slathered with lubricant, sliding through my sphincter, and continuing deep inside me. I closed my eyes then and relaxed, as Andy began sliding his finger in and out of me, rubbing it gently past my prostate gland. It felt so good, I couldn't do anything but lay there, and enjoy! After a minute, I felt more pressure suddenly, and looking down, saw that Andy was forcing a second finger into my anus, along with his first finger. I pressed my ass muscles, and his fingers both slid into my ass. I felt "full" but loved the feeling of Andy's fingers inside me, rubbing me all over! As I lay there, squirming with pleasure, Andy worked his fingers in and out of my hole, making me ever more used to being stretched open. After a minute, he pulled his fingers from my ass. I could see he looked extremely aroused. He put more lube in his hand, then slathered it over his penis, which was stiff as a board. Then he crawled up over me. Suddenly I felt something, the head of Andy's dick, pressing against my asshole. I knew this was the idea, but for some reason, my ass resisted a little. Looking at me with eyes filled with desire, Andy asked if I was ready. I smiled, then relaxed as best I could, and nodded. Almost immediately I felt as if someone was stuffing a huge, long, thick flag pole up inside me! I might have a large asshole, but not being used to being fucked, I still wasn't used to taking Andy's huge rod, and I'll admit it hurt at first. I'd never tell Andy that though! "You OK?" he asked, as I felt his pubic bush settle against my perineum. He was fully inserted inside me. "Sure," I said. "Just give it a minute!" Smiling, Andy, relaxed for a minute, so that I could get used to his being "in" me! Finally, after a minute, I said, "Go ahead, but slow at first!" Smiling, Andy began pulling his manhood back out of me. When he was almost all the way out, he firmly, yet gently pushed himself back into me. Andy stroked slowly in and out of me like this a few times, before suddenly beginning to slide in and out at a steady pace - fucking me properly. As Andy's cock head slid back and forth past my prostate gland, thrills shivered up and down my spine. From the smile on his face, I could see that even though Andy preferred 'bottoming', that this particular evening, he was indeed enjoying dominating me. A slight sheen of sweat broke out on Andy's face, as he slid his appendage in and out of my body. His eyes had a passionate look in them. His breathing was becoming labored, as was my own. Andy began fucking me faster then, and I felt my own hips moving about a little, trying to meet his strokes. As Andy fucked me, he began to gasp, and moan slightly every so often. I moaned every so often too, as my pleasure built. Shortly, we were both thrashing about, as Andy fucked me, and we were both grunting, and breathing heavily through open mouths and flaring nostrils. Andy began to speed up even more, and frantically gasping for breath. I could see he was about to explode. My pleasure over his excitement catapulted me toward my own climax. Suddenly, Andy's penis shifted slightly inside me and pressed even harder on my prostate. "Awwwww!!!" I groaned, as my orgasm began, and I squeezed, Andy's cock hard with my asshole. A streak of semen short through my cock, and grazed Andy's left nipple. It landed in a rope between us, stretching from my neck, down my chest, toward my navel. "OOoohhhh!!!" Andy gasped, and suddenly I felt him tense up, then relax, and my rectum filled with his liquid. As he resumed fucking me, I was extra-lubricated for him. Andy kept on fucking me for the next several seconds, and we both spasmed multiple times - each exploding joyously, as our bodies ground into and against each other's. When it was over, Andy smiled down at me, and breathing heavily, he settle himself on top of me, mashing my ejaculate all over between our torsos. He hugged me and held me, as his body, and mine too, both heaved for air. The incredible warmth of his body made mine begin to perspire. His felt damp as well. The nicest feeling though was that his penis, while shrinking, was still inside me! I loved the knowledge that we were physically joined in such a way, and never wanted my lover's body to leave mine! "So how was it?" I asked, smiling. Andy smiled and said, "Brilliant! Although, I still prefer it the other way around!" I smiled and said, "Well, you're right - it was awesome, but, I think it was nice to trade off once!" "Oh, it was," Andy, gasped for air. "Just, I still prefer to feel you inside me!" "We'll get back to that once your hole's healed up!" I said, smiling. Andy smiled then, and leaned in and we kissed. * * * All over the hotel, boys were having sex! In Jacob and Harry's room, Jacob was lying splayed on the bed, with a pillow under his pelvis, while Harry drilled his cock in and out of him. Next door to us, in the other direction, John and Scott were in a '69', each stretching to reach the other's asshole with his mouth. It didn't take too much effort, and shortly they were both rimming each other's holes! Craig and Jeremy were standing near the sink. Craig was bent over it, and Jeremy was standing behind him, with his dick up Craig's ass. His hips were flying back and forth, and each was ready to cum. Pete had fallen asleep quickly in his and Mitchell's room. Once he was sure Pete was asleep, Mitch had pulled his blankets down, and then pulled his shorts down. As Pete slept on, Mitch lubed up and daydreaming about sinking his cock in the previous month's playboy centerfolds, muff, his hand was flying up and down his rod. And finally, in Julian and Steve's room, the two young men were having a rough time of it, being together. Each felt extremely awkward after the previous night's shared sexual activities. After having ignored each other for a while, Steve couldn't stand it anymore. Finally he said, "are we OK or not?" Surprised, he didn't answer immediately, but when he did, Julia said, "Of course." "Um... listen... I was a little confused," Boner said. He had been thinking things through, and finally figured it out he thought, and wanted to tell Julian his thoughts. He was ashamed to look at him though, while he did. "I think I may have figured it out though," Boner continued. "I feel close to you Jewels - closer than to some of the others... and well... I think maybe I feel 'brotherly' toward you." He blushed deeply then, and glanced quickly at Julian, who was staring at him, surprised. Quickly, before he couldn't, Steve added, "And, sometimes brothers are close enough - they can do things like we did last night together, and it doesn't mean more than - they're close like brothers - and are willing to help each other out. OK?" Julian was shocked by all Steve had said. He was happy though that Steve seemed to be OK about the previous night and happy to hear he feels close to him. Although he didn't really feel satisfied with just 'brotherly' closeness, he smiled and said he thought it was cool they're that close, and said he agreed with Steve. Steve smiled, immensely relieved. "That's so cool!" he said, still blushing. Julian blushed too, and smiled back at him. Even though it wasn't the way he truly felt, if his agreement meant he and Steve were talking again, that was fine with him. And really, it did mean they were closer than they had been he guessed. "Cool!" Boner said. Then blushing deeper, he said, "Um... well... I'm goin' to the bathroom now!" "OK," Julian said. He watched as Steve blatantly pulled a tube of KY from his bag and pocketed it. Blushing, Steve left then, and headed down the hall, happy with the way things had turned out. A few minutes later, in the bathroom, he lubed his cock up and sat down on the toilet. Then, as he jerked off, he forced himself to think of Cindy. Moments later, as his hand flew up and down his rod, he exploded with joy, and saturated a handful of tissues he held in front of him. As he cleaned himself up, he felt happy that he'd gotten off thinking about Cindy. Obviously the previous night he'd been affected by his drinking, his lonliness, and his apparent caring for Julian, who he did truly love as a brother. He knew things were back to the way they belonged. As he sat and thought though, he recalled the prior evening with Julian, and was surprised when his penis began to harden again. Was everything OK??? In their room, Julian lay on his bed, confused. As soon as Boner had left, he had tried to jack off thinking about Kelly. As his orgasm approached though, his thoughts shifted to his dream of Steve fucking him. It was the thought of Steve's dick sliding into him that got him off! As he lay beating off, he was unable to think of anything but Steve. It was then, he blew his first gush of cum all over his belly. As he continued jerking off, it was Steve's image in his mind that brought him off. Afterward, as he cleaned himself up, he wondered and worried. He'd never really thought of himself as being gay. But... he'd never really had any straight experiences either. Could he really be gay??? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.