Date: Sun, 6 Oct 2002 08:06:46 EDT
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: The Parker Brother's Halloween (t/t,oral,anal,mast)

The following story is entirely a work of fiction and contains graphic
accounts of sexual activity between teen males.  If such material offends you
do not read this story.

Additionally, the author claims all copyrights to this story and it may not
be published in any form, except to the web sites to which it has been
posted, without the consent of the author.

Positive comments are always appreciated and you may send them
Justin0398@aol.com

Author's Note: This is the second story in a series of stories about the
Parker Brothers.  It is suggested that you at least read "The Parker Brothers
Go to San Antonio Chapter One" before reading this story, since that chapter
contains a detailed physical description of the brothers.

The Parker Brother's Halloween
By
Justin Davis

Summer ended way too soon for the Parker boys.  All too quickly, they had had
to settle back into the routine of school and doing their assigned chores
and, quite frankly, they were bored.  Of course, one could see how they would
be.

The boys had had a wonderful time on their trip to San Antonio and were
terribly disappointed that things hadn't worked out so that Robert and Arlo
to come up for a visit before school started.  Yet, both Robert and Arlo's
parents had promised that the two boys would most certainly be able to come
for a visit during Spring Break.

With the exception of Mark, the Parker boys had registered for school with
little difficulty. For some reason, there had been a question as to whether
or not Mark should repeat the eighth grade because of the scores on his
reading tests; not that Mark was dumb.  Sadly, Mark had been paying so much
attention to Billy Snipes, and wanking himself, during the reading portion of
the test that he hadn't finished.  Yet, with some pleas made from the boy's
parents, and the promise that they would get special tutoring for Mark in
reading, he had been promoted to the ninth grade.

"Well it is about time you got fucking home!"  Luke exclaimed, as Mark
rounded the corner of the hog pens where the three brothers were putting out
feed.

"Screw you.  You know I have to stay after school for that damn reading
stuff," his brother replied.

"Well, if you didn't have such a "thing" for Billy Snipes you wouldn't be
having to stay now would you?"  Luke taunted.

"Fuck you!" Mark replied.

"Drop it Luke. I mean that shit is getting real lame.  I mean it's been
almost four months already.  Let it go!"  John, the oldest brother, said
sternly.

"Well he does have the hots for him." Luke replied, and then snickered.

"Well you wanna take a shot at me too Matthew.  You aren't saying much."
Mark said to his baby brother, who was over in the next set of pens pouring a
bucket of feed into one of the troughs.

"Nah, I got work to do!"  Matthew replied, prompting Mark to throw a puzzled
look at his other two brothers.

John shook his no and kind of frowned, while Luke just cut his eyes toward
his baby brother, letting Mark know that something was up with Matthew.

Later, as the three were washing up for dinner, and while Matthew helped his
mom set the table, Mark found out.

"What the hell is wrong with Matthew?"  Mark asked as he reached for the
soap.

"I have never known him to turn down taking a verbal shot at me anymore that
you two," he added.

"You haven't noticed?"  John replied

"Jeez, you are so dense!"  Luke remarked.

"Screw you!  What am I supposed to notice?"  Mark asked

John looked around the open door of the bathroom and back toward the kitchen
in order to make sure that Matthew was still setting the table.

"He's in love," the oldest brother replied when he had turned back around.

"Matthew?"  Mark exclaimed.

"Shh!  Keep your voice down!" John instructed.

"Who with?" Mark then asked.

"I think its Tommy Nelson," his oldest brother responded softly, almost
whispering.

"No shit.  You mean Danny Nelson's geeky kid brother?" Mark asked in
astonishment.

"That's the one," Luke replied.

"Geez!" Mark exclaimed.

"Don't say a word about it," John warned.

"You remember Brandon Douglas. Fourth grade?" John added, looking at Mark.

"Yeah," his brother replied, kind of hanging his head and remembering the
first crush he had had on another boy.

"And Billy Snipes?" Luke added, causing Mark to glare at him.

"Alright, we'll talk about it later. I'm hungry."  John remarked, then dried
his hands, put the towel back on the rack, and then followed his two brothers
toward the kitchen.

For awhile, there was the usual conversation at the dinner table about
chores, school and the like, and all in all it was pretty mundane, that is
until the boy's dad brought up Halloween.

"Well boys.  Halloween is this coming Saturday.  You guys going Trick or
Treating in town again this year?" He asked.

"I want to!" Matthew peeped.

"Jeez Dad.  I am too old for that stuff!"  John remarked.

"Oh listen to Mister Adult!"  Luke said sarcastically, causing John to glare
at him.

"Well, we ARE kind of old for that stuff!"  Mark muttered no one in
particular.

"Mrs. Snipes told me the other day that the Sports Booster Club is going to
have a haunted house party at the old Jacob's place in town," the boy's mom
chimed in.

"You boys might be interested in that.  I hear they are going to make it
really spooky and I am sure most of the kids you go to school with will be
there," she added.

"I like haunted houses!"  Matthew replied excitedly.

"Betcha Billy will be there."  Luke whispered to Mark out of the corner of
his mouth, causing his brother to glare at him and whack his shin with his
foot.

"Well, you boys can do what you want.  Your mother and I have volunteered to
help out and you are welcome to come along, but suit yourself," the boys dad
replied.

"Yeah sure!  I wanna go!"  Mark replied, suddenly having a change of heart.

John and Luke looked at each other then back at Mark, knowing that the
possibility of Billy Snipes being there had made Mark change his mind and
wondering immediately what Mark had up his sleeve.

"What about you two?" Dorothy Parker asked.

"Uh yeah. Sure!" John replied, and looked at Luke.

"I guess so." Luke responded, half-heartedly.

"Good.  It is all settled then!"  Dorothy Parker said, and then turned the
conversation back to school and other things.

Later, when the brothers had helped clean up the kitchen and had gone to
their bedroom Luke and John were especially eager to find out what had caused
Mark to change his mind and cause them all to get drawn into going.

"Geez Mark.  I mean who wants to go to a dorky, old, haunted house!" Luke
remarked.

"Yeah, it is kind of lame!" John added.

"Matthew, close the door." Mark said, in response to the comments of his two
brothers.

Matthew got up off the floor, went and closed the door to the bedroom, and
then came and sat down cross-legged at the side of Mark's bed.

"I agree Luke.  Haunted houses are kind of dorky."  Mark said.

"They are not dorky!" Matthew peeped.

"Hush Matthew!" John said in response.

"I figure the four of us can liven this one up."  Mark added, prompting Luke
and John to wonder even more what Mark had on his mind.

"Look, what is the scariest thing in a haunted house?" Mark asked.

"The part where it's real dark and you have to try to figure out where to go
and how to get out!"  Matthew quickly replied.

"Right." Mark replied.

"But, what if you could see?" Mark then added, prompting John and Luke to
stare at each other, and then look back at him more confused than before.

"Geez.  Don't you understand?  What if you could see and no one else could?"
Mark asked.

Mark's three brothers just sat looking at him.

"Look, all of us, except Matthew, have been in the old Jacobs place at one
time or another.  Where is the only place they could fix up a maze that you
would have to go through in the dark?"  Mark asked.

John and Luke thought for a minute.

"The long hallway upstairs." John replied.

"That goes from the front stairs to the back stairs." Luke added.

"Yep!" Mark replied.

"So?" John asked.

"So, there's doors on both sides of the hall right?" Mark asked.

"Yeah, so what?" Luke responded.

"Those doors go to other rooms right?" Mark stated.

"Yeah, so?" John responded.

"So, if you could see, and no one else could, what's to keep you from
grabbing someone, pulling them into one of the rooms, and having some fun?"
Mark replied, then smiled.

"Ah! Someone like Billy Snipes."  Luke replied shaking his head.

"Yep!"  Mark replied, and then grinned.

"Geez!  You are such a size queen!"  Luke exclaimed.

"Yep!" Mark said again, in agreement.

"You guys wanna?" Mark then asked.

"I don't know Mark.  It can be kinda risky." John responded.

"And how are we going to see in the dark?" Luke asked.

"No problem.  You know that the hunters that lease the cabin from dad have
most of their stuff stored there.  We have even been in there to see what all
they left last spring.  Well, among their stuff are three pairs of night
vision goggles.  Remember?"  Mark reminded his brothers.

"Yeah, that's right!" Luke replied, suddenly remembering that the three of
them, minus Matthew, had tried them on and how neat they thought they were.

"Come on guys. I just have to get Billy.  I can't stand it."  Mark then
pleaded.

"Well, I have been kinda curious as to whether or not he's as big as you say
he is." Luke remarked.

"Oh he is. Honest!" Mark replied.

"John, please!"  Mark pleaded.

"Okay.  I know I shouldn't, but count me in." John replied.

"Hey.  What about me?" Matthew asked.

Mark looked at Luke and John.

"He might as well be in on it with us since he knows about it." John said.

"Goody!"  Matthew exclaimed happily.

"I am gonna get to see Billy's peter!"  He peeped, then giggled.

"You'll be able to find it.  I promise."  Mark said, then snickered.

"Now here is what we are gonna do------."

Mark laid out his plan for his brothers and then Saturday, and thus Halloween
came, and with some of the hunting clothes they had, and with some help from
their dad, the four boys dressed as commandos.

As part of the plan, John and Luke would pretend to take little Matthew Trick
or Treating, while Billy and Mark toured the haunted house.

It took a bit for the three boys to get used to the night-vision goggles and
the greenish tint they cast on everything.  Yet, with not much effort, John
was able to snag a rope on one of the wrought iron balconies outside one of
the middle, upstairs, rooms, double it, pull himself up, and then Luke and
little Matthew behind him.





Fortunately, since it was pitch black outside and there was no moon, the
boy's dark camouflage clothing didn't give away their escalation to the
second floor and their entry through the window into the room they had chosen
as part of their plan.

Equally as fortunate, was the fact that the room they had selected was right
at a bend in the maze that the adult's had set up for all the kids to wonder
through. If everything went as planned, John would have plenty of time to
reach out and grab Billy and pull him into the room, with some help from Mark
of course. Luke, and Matthew, on the other hand, would be ready with the rope
and duct tape so they could tie Billy up in short order, the night vision
goggles giving them an advantage over their unsuspecting prey.

"You know.  One thing we didn't think about was how to make sure Mark and
Billy are by themselves."  Luke whispered to his older brother John, as the
two of them began to take the items they would need to immobilize Billy out
of the backpack that John had brought.

"Well.  We gotta figure something out and quick," his older brother replied
in a low whisper.

"Matthew. Matthew can do it."  Luke replied.

"Huh?" Matthew remarked.

"Look Matt.  We are gonna have to lower you back down and you are going to
have to make sure you get in line to go through the maze behind Mark and
Billy." Luke said quietly.

"I don't wanna.  I wanna see Billy's peter!"  Matthew whined softly.

"There is no other way Matt.  We can't pull this off without your help.  I'll
make it up to you I promise," his older brother John responded.

"Aw Geez!"  Matthew whined in response.

"Now this is what you need to do---"Luke replied, and then he began to lay
out the plan for Matthew.

Once Matthew understood what he was supposed to do, both John and Luke
carefully lowered him back down to the ground from the balcony then went
about preparing to execute their plan.

It was only about a half an hour or so before Mark showed up at the entrance
to the haunted house with Billy, and true to his instructions, little Matthew
set out to join up with them.

"Hey Mark! Billy!"  Matthew hollered, as he saw the older boys heading toward
the front entrance.

Mark turned in the direction of his little brother's voice, somewhat
surprised that he was ten feet away from him and not with his other brother's
upstairs lying in wait.

"I thought you were with John and Luke trick or treating." Mark eventually
responded.

"Nah, I got tired," his little brother replied.

"You guys gonna go through the house?  Can I come with you?" Matthew then
asked.

"Oh geez!"  Billy Snipes, who was dressed as Batman exclaimed, at the
prospect of Matthew tagging along.

Little Matthew couldn't take his eyes away from the prominent bulge in
Billy's Batman leotard and felt even more disappointed that he wouldn't get
to see Billy's infamous peter.  However, he had promised John and Luke he
would help carry out the plan.

"Please!"  Matthew whined in a pleading voice.

Of course, Mark gave in, and grumbling by Billy aside, the two older boys
spent time touring the bottom floor of the house with Matthew in tow.  The
three of them passed up the apple bobbing booth and the fortune telling
booth, but they did spend some time, and a few bucks, trying to throw marbles
into a pumpkin in order to win a prize.

"Let's go upstairs through the maze!"  Mark then offered, having grown tired
of trying to win one of the bags of candy that was being offered as a prize.

"Sure!"  Billy replied, and Matthew following along behind, the three of them
headed toward the stairs.

Even downstairs, you could hear the squeals and screams, mostly from the
girls, as the adults hidden among the maze dressed as ghouls and monsters,
grabbed at the boys and girls, or jumped out at them, on their way through
the dark upstairs hall.

The three boys got in line, Matthew behind the older two, and began to work
their way up the stairs behind the kids that were in front of them.  Just at
the point that the three of them were about two-thirds of the way up the
narrow stair case, little Matthew pretended to slip and hurt is knee.

"Ow! Ouch!"  Matthew hollered, as he sprawled himself out across the stairs,
thus preventing everyone behind him from progressing further up the
staircase.

"Are you okay Matt?" Mark asked in a panic, and reached down to help his
brother.

"Yeah.  I'm okay.  Go on.  I will catch up to you," his little brother
replied.

"Come on man.  We haven't got all night!"  Billy exclaimed to Mark, prompting
Mark to continue up the staircase with him, while Matthew made a labored
effort of getting up to follow them.

As planned, Matthew's fakery bought enough time so that by the time he limped
somewhat slowly up the stairs there was a break in the line both in front and
back of his brother Mark and his friend Billy.

Eventually, screaming and hollering like the rest of the kids in the maze,
Matthew worked his way through it and out the other side, then grinned when
he realized his brother Mark and Billy were no where to be seen up ahead of
him.  His job done, Matthew continued down the stairs with the rest of the
kids and set out to look for his dad and mom, somewhat disappointed that he
wasn't in on the fun he knew his three brother's were going to have.

As for Billy Snipes, well it had all happened so quickly that what yelps he
did make blended in with the squeals and screams being made by the other kids
in the dark, scary, maze.

The moment John grabbed him and pulled him through the doorway into the room,
Mark had pushed at the same time.  In a flash, Luke had slapped the patch of
silver duct tape over Billy's mouth, and then all three boys had wrestled him
to the floor. Once there, it had only taken a moment or two for John and Luke
to tie his hands behind his back and bind his ankles with the lengths of rope
they had brought for just such a purpose.

During the struggle, Luke quickly handed the spare set of night-vision
goggles and battery pack Matthew no longer needed to Mark so Mark was able to
join them in putting the finishing touches on Billy's bindings.

Since the room was totally dark, with the exception of what faint starlight
filtered through the closed shutters into the room, even after Billy's eyes
became adjusted to the dark he had no earthly idea who his captors were.  He
knew there were three of them, and they were guys about his size, but that
was all.

As part of the plan, and to keep their anonymity as much as possible, the
brothers had pre-arranged among themselves everything they intended to do.
Therefore, by hand signals and pointing, so their voices would not give away
their identity, the boys set out to give Billy his Halloween treat.

"Mmmmmmm!  Mmmmmmmm!"  Billy exclaimed, his mouth covered by the duct tape,
as he began to feel his Batman leotard being pulled down by one of his
captors.

Although Billy tried to squirm to prevent the inevitable, he soon found one
of his captors sitting astride his chest and pinning him helplessly to the
floor.  There was nothing he could do but emit muffled protests as first his
Batman leotard and then his underwear was pulled down to his bound ankles.

All three brothers broke into big smiles, as they got a look at the object of
Mark's desire, Billy's cock.  In fact, it was all either Luke or John could
do to keep from making some verbal remark.  True to Mark's comment on their
visit to the church in San Antonio, Billy Snipes did indeed have a great
organ.

A good six inches long in its flaccid state, Billy's appendage was a thick
slab of meat that looked even larger on a kid of Billy's build and age.  The
fact that he didn't have many pubes at all emphasized his dick and healthy
set of balls even more in the green, eerie, glow of the night-vision goggles.

Silently, Mark pointed to his own mouth, and then at Billy's cock, letting
his two brothers know that he was going to get a taste.  In response, John
and Luke both nodded their heads in the affirmative, and made ready should
they both have to sit on Billy in order to restrain him further.

Indeed, as Mark's hand made contact with Billy's flaccid penis there was an
initial squirming and muffled protests from Billy.  Then, as Mark slid back
Billy's foreskin with his hand, there was enough squirming from Billy that
John had to sit astride Billy's legs to hold him still.

Initially, when Mark began to lick the head of Billy's cock, and then began
to make circles around it with his tongue, Billy squirmed even more.
However, as Mark continued his expert attention to the head of Billy's penis,
Billy ceased to struggle.

To Billy, it was the best sensation he had ever felt in his young life.  This
was better than jerking off.  Much better!

"Mmmmmmmm!  Mmmmmmm!"  Billy exclaimed, as Mark's mouth encircled the head of
his cock and then began to work up and down on his hardening sausage.

"Oh god!  I am getting a blow job!" Billy's mind screamed at him.

"I'm no fag.  Get away from me!"  Billy wanted to shout at first.

Yet, any reservations Billy initially may have had soon began to melt away
like butter, as gooey sensations began to overpower him and his cock inflated
to its full ten-inches so rapidly it was if it had received a shot of
compressed air.

John then moved off of Billy's legs and moved downward and took his turn
sucking the glorious stick, while Mark moved the focus of his attention and
began to suck Billy's balls, to the accompaniment of more muffled groans from
Billy.  Then, as it became obvious Billy wasn't struggling anymore; Luke got
off of Billy's chest and dove in for his own taste of entrée de Billy.

Had it not been for the duct tape over his mouth, Billy's squeals would have
been loud enough to alert the entire haunted house, as Luke's tongue licked
Billy's ass crack and then burrowed itself into Billy's hole.  Luke loved
eating ass, and virgin ass was especially exciting to him.

As had been previously planned, the three brothers moved their hungry mouths
over Billy's groin and ass until all had had a taste.  Then, as the mouths of
the three brothers began to roam over his chest, his nips, and then his
tummy, Billy's body began to squirm and undulate like that of a baby seal.

Again, had it not been for the duct tape covering Billy's mouth everyone in
the haunted house would have surely come running to see what the squeals and
screams were all about, for never in his life had Billy experienced such
sensations.

Expertly, the mouths of the three brothers crawled over Billy's body, tongues
flicking here, teeth gently nibbling there, leaving trails of saliva as they
went like three giant snails.  Moreover, as they did so, Billy's unattended
cock, twitching with each beat of his heart, began to leak pre-cum so
profusely that one continuous ribbon oozed from the head of his penis. where
it formed a puddle on his tummy that sparkled eerily in the green tint of the
night vision goggles.

Then, as the mouths of the three brothers re-focused on his balls cock, and
ass, Billy thought he would surely die from the unendurable pleasure that
seemed indefinitely prolonged.  It was as if he was on a roller coaster ride
toward an orgasm that seemed forever denied.

Each time, just when Billy thought he was going to blow his load, the warm
moistness of whatever mouth was giving attention to his cock, would pull
away, and then join the other mouths giving attention to his balls, his
asshole, and the inside of his thighs.

"Please, please let me go!  I don't know who you are!  I don't care!  Please
let me cum!"  Billy wanted to beg at the top of his lungs.

Of course he couldn't.  Not with the duct tape covering his mouth.

Then, after what seemed like an eternity, Billy felt one of his captors began
to untie his feet.  Hopelessly overwhelmed by lust and the need to cum so bad
he couldn't stand it any longer, Billy just lay still while the mouths of is
other two captors continued their work on his genitals.  He didn't care who
was doing what to him anymore. He just wanted to cum so bad he couldn't stand
it any longer.

"Oh no!"  Billy wanted to cry out, in response to the sudden absence of the
mouths that had been paying attention to his genital area.

John, who had just untied Billy's feet, nodded to his two brothers and they
nodded back.  Billy was ready for the finale and the moment Mark had longed
for had finally arrived.

Once Billy's feet were untied, John and Luke grabbed hold of Billy and two
pairs of hands and arms maneuvered him into position so that he was on his
knees, his rock-hard cock, foreskin retracted all the way back, jutting out
from his groin like some giant torpedo.

John and Luke waited while Mark unclipped the battery pack for the
night-vision goggles from his pants, clipped it to his shirt, and then shed
his pants and underwear.  Once he had done so, Mark then got down on all
fours and moved backward, like a mare backing up to a stud, so that he was
almost up against Billy's jutting cock.

Through the green tint of the night-vision goggles Mark could see the giant,
pre-cum-leaking missile, and its massive head, as he moved his butt back
toward it and began to have second thoughts. Yet, if he had wanted to change
his mind there wasn't enough time. Quickly, John took hold of Billy's cock
with his hand, aimed it at Mark's pucker, and both brothers moved Billy
forward.

At first, Mark emitted almost a gurgling sound as the huge head of Billy's
cock popped into this butt.  Then, his mouth opened into a giant "O."  Afraid
that Billy would even recognize a scream from him, Mark lowered his head to
the floor and bit his lower lip in order to silence himself.

"Mmmmm!"  Billy exclaimed, his voice muffled by the duct tape, as he felt his
cock engulfed by the most incredible tightness and moistness he had ever
felt.

"Oh my god!" Billy then wanted to holler loudly, as the awareness hit him
that the head of his dick was now lodged in some guy's butt.

Billy had always thought that Susie Morton, the object of his lust, would be
the first thing his dick would ever enter.  In fact, he had dreamed about her
being his first fuck and had wanked himself many times at the thought.
However, any port in a storm!

Once the head of Billy's cock was encased in the best thing he had ever felt
in his young life, Billy certainly didn't need any help from Mark's two
brothers from then on.  Hands still bound behind his back; Billy began to
feed the warm, moist, hole that encased the head of his dick even more of his
impressive sausage.

On the other end, tears welled up in Mark's eyes.  He wanted to cry out. He
wanted to scream at the top of his lungs.  Oh, he had been fucked before, but
this was different.  This was like the "dick of death" was boring into him,
spreading him, re-arranging his insides as it fucked deeper into his gut.

In the green hue of the night-vision goggles, John and Luke watched in
amazement as more and more of Billy's thick, donkey prick, disappeared into
their brother's behind, and both wondered how Mark could possibly take the
whole thing up his butt.

It spite of himself, Mark began to whimper and almost cry.

Outside, on the other side of the locked door, kids screamed and yelped in
the pitch, black, hall as they wondered through the maze scared and
frightened out of their minds, afraid that the devils of hell were going to
grab them. Inside, behind the locked door of the old, deserted bedroom, Mark
was in his own private hell.

On and on it came, dick and then more dick, opening him, stretching him,
slithering into him, fucking into him, until he knew he just couldn't keep
from screaming any longer. Then, just when he was a millisecond from
screaming, Mark felt Billy's groin and pubes on his butt cheeks.

"I did it.  I got the whole damn thing in me!"  Mark thought to himself with
some satisfaction.

However, Mark didn't have much time to reflect on his accomplishment.  Billy
Snipes, who had never fucked anything but his hand in his life, and so horny
that his only obsession was to cum, began to fuck Mark's butt.

For a moment, Billy made slow fucking motions with his hips, but that soon
went by the wayside as the velvet warmth that surrounded his cock began to
send tingles and gooey feelings through his groin.

Sadly for Mark, that was all it took for Billy to begin fucking his asshole
like a male dog fucking a bitch in heat, his bull-like nuts swung between
Mark's legs like a pendulum.

At first, there was a loud grunt from Mark when Billy picked up the pace of
his fucking.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!  The flesh of Billy's groin went as it banged
repeatedly into Mark's buttocks jarring Mark's body with every thrust.

"Mmppff! Mmppff! Mmppff!" Mark grunted, in staccato time to Billy's frantic
fuck.

Then, as the head of Billy's cock began to play his prostate like a bow plays
a violin, Mark began to shake his head from side to side, spit drooling from
his mouth, as the pounding of his butt persisted.

In the meantime, John and Luke, unable to control themselves at the sight of
the lustful copulation, had already pulled out their cocks and were wanking
away as they watched their brother Mark endure the brutal sodomy.

"Mmmmmmmmm!"  Billy exclaimed, the duct tape stifling his cry, as he felt his
balls began to boil and his hot cum load start up the shaft of his rock-hard
penis.

"Mmmmuffffppph!"  He then exclaimed, as he rammed his healthy tube-steak as
far as he could into the hole that encased it, blew the largest load of his
young life into its depths, and then began to rabbit fuck the tight orifice
in order to milk himself dry.

In spite of his self, Mark yelped, then squealed, as he felt Billy's teen
fuck-sauce splash off the walls of his intestines and then begin to fill his
insides. Then, he began to whimper, and his body began to quiver, as his own
hardened penis began to twitch and squirt the contents of his own balls onto
the floor beneath him.

"Ah! Uh!"  Mark's brothers exclaimed, almost in unison, as they shot their
own loads on the hardwood floor, carried over the top by the sight of Mark's
twitching and spurting cock and Billy's frantic rabbit fucking.

Exhausted, Mark collapsed onto the floor where he lay panting heavily, Billy
now oh his back with his fuck stick still deeply embedded in his bottom.

Quickly recovering from their own cum, John and Luke rolled Billy off of
their brother.  When they did so, initially there was a slurping sound as
Billy's still semi-erect penis exited Mark's hole.

"Mmmmmmm!"  Mark groaned, in response to the sudden emptiness he felt in his
behind and the sensation that his butt hole now felt like it was as big as a
Martian crater.

Quickly, John and Luke pulled up Billy's underwear and Batman leotard then
helped their brother Mark, who was totally spent from the fucking he had just
endured, get his underwear and slacks on as well.  Then, leaving just as
quickly and quietly as they came, the three brothers hastily left their
hapless victim alone, lowered themselves back to the ground outside, and then
headed for the front of the haunted house, one of them walking very awkwardly
indeed.

"I wonder how long it took Billy to get loose after we left him?"  Luke asked
John later that evening, once the brothers had all gotten home and were prepar
ing for bed.

"Probably not very long," his brother replied.

"I made sure the ropes were loose enough so that he could undo his hands
easily if he tired," he then added.

"Is Billy's peter really as big as Mark said?"  Matthew asked, looking up
from his Game Boy, and prompting John and Luke to look at each other then
back at their baby brother.

"Yeah, it is as big as he said."  John replied.

"Aw geez.  I missed the whole thing!"  Matthew exclaimed, and turned his
attention back to his Game Boy.

"Well, if it hadn't been for you Matthew we would have never pulled it off.
I betcha in a few days Mark will probably do something nice for you to show
his appreciation, but right now I am not so sure he is glad."  Luke
commented.

Matthew looked back up from his Game Boy in response to his brother's
comment.

"How come. And by the way, where is Mark?" He then asked.

John and Luke looked at each other, then burst out laughing, knowing that
their brother Mark was still soaking his sore butt in the warm water of the
bath tub, and also knowing, for the moment at least, that Billy Snipe's cock
was the furthermost thing from their brother Mark's mind.

The End