Date: Tue, 20 Mar 2012 20:14:00 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: Alex Gets Educated - Chapter 19 Copyrighted 2006/2007/2008/2009/2010/2011/2012: 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! Alex Gets Educated Chapter 19 - New Year's Resolutions! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jon's Story Ryan's face began to grow a little pinker and he looked a little nervous at my mother's outburst about how we should've started out earlier, and how I'd entered the driveway so recklessly I might've had and accident, and oh yes, how Ryan needed to call his mother and assure her we had arrived safely. After her tirade, Mom must've noticed the look on Ryan's face, as she suddenly broke into a grin. "Oh I'm sorry Ryan! Don't pay any attention to me! It's just I was worried about you boys, but, you're here now! Thank goodness!" Mom said, stepping over and giving Ryan a hug. "You must call home though! I'm sure your mother must be worried about you too!" "OK," Ryan said, shyly, still blushing, but smiling, as I stood by chuckling. Quickly Ryan pulled out his cell phone, and stepped away from my mother and began dialing home. From what I could hear of the conversation, Ryan's mom was happy he'd called, as she was getting worried, like my mom thought she might. "Well, she's glad we got in OK, and says Hello!" Ryan announced, as he flipped his phone shut and turned to face us. "Wonderful!" my mother said. "Now, I'm sorry, but there's no time to relax before supper. I expected you earlier, and started cooking earlier. We'll have to eat dinner right away, or it'll be ruined." "That's fine with me!" I said. I was starving. "Me too!" Ryan said, smiling. "Wonderful!" my mother cried, smiling broadly. "Jon, could you get us something to drink, and I'll get dinner on the table. Ryan, if you'd like to freshen up quickly, you may. Jon will show you to the bathroom." Quickly then, Mom began bustling about, getting our dinner ready. I took Ryan upstairs to my room, so we could dump our bags, then showed him to the bathroom, which we shared to quickly pee and wash our hands, then we ran back down stairs. "There's some wine chilling in the fridge," Mom said. "Why don't you get us a bottle, and fill the water glasses with ice and water. I've just about got dinner ready." Ryan got the water glasses from the dining room table and filled them with ice and water, while I got a bottle of wine out and opened it. By then, Mom had dinner on the table, so we all sat down and enjoyed a wonderful meal together. Our conversation flowed steadily, and by the end of the meal, Mom was in love with Ryan, and he was completely comfortable and at ease with her! After our dessert, we sat and talked a while longer, then helped Mom clear the dishes. Once the excess food was put away, and the table was cleared, Mom told us to run along, that she could load the dishwasher herself. Smiling, I forced a long, loud yawn and announced I was tired. On cue, Ryan stifled a yawn too. "Well! I think you boys best get off to bed early this evening!" Mom said. Although it sounded like a benign statement, I cculdn't help but notice the slight smile on her lips, and the twinkle in her eye. She knew I just wanted to get Ryan up to my room! "I think that sounds good! How 'bout you Ry?" I asked. "Mmmm hmmm," Ryan stifled another yawn, one that seemed genuine. We both kissed Mom good-night then, and headed up to bed. * * * As soon as we stepped into my room, and the door was closed and locked, we both quickly began stripping. Within seconds, Ryan was standing completely nude in front of me, while I was still pulling off my underwear. As I put my foot back down on the floor, and dropped my briefs, which I'd just yanked off, my eyes moved upward, and I gazed with admiration at the creamy smooth skin on Ryan's legs, that was sparsely sprinkled with fine, soft dark hairs. My cock, which was at half staff, began filling more rapidly with blood, as I marveled at Ryan's beauty. Then, as my eyes traveled further upward, and I saw Ryan's also semi-erect penis, I paused for a moment. As I watched Ryan's cock, it pulsated up and down slightly with his heartbeat, as, like mine, it too became more fully engorged. Grinning, I instantly dropped to my knees, opened my mouth, and leaned forward. "Ohhhh!!!" Ryan gasped softly, as my warm wetness enveloped his burgeoning manhood. Immediately I began sliding my mouth gently up and down Ryan's throbbing member, causing him to gasp repeatedly with pleasure. When I reached behind Ryan and grasped one of his full, firm buttocks in each hand and began kneading them, he growled softly, deep in his throat, and I felt his hardon flex wildly in my mouth. "Oh fuck!" he gasped a moment later, as I slid a finger deep into his crack, and began to tickle his tight pucker, while I continued stroking up and down his rigidness with my mouth. A moment later, I began to taste a bit of delicate saltiness, and my own dick surged with desire. I sucked up and down Ryan's prick a couple more times, then as I continued doing so, I centered my middle finger in the indentation in the middle of his anus, and gently began pushing. On cue, Ryan relaxed, and instantly, my finger pierced his opening, and his hole widened as my digit slid up inside him. "Awwww....," he groaned, as I continued sucking on him, and began rubbing his prostate gland with my finger. I sucked and fingered Ryan for a bit then, until I felt his legs beginning to tremble, and heard his respiratory rate increasing. Quickly then, leaving my finger inserted in Ryan's rectum, and as I continued sucking on his cock, I let the back of the palm of my hand, the middle finger of which was inside Ryan yet, press up against the center of his crotch, between his legs, and I lifted my left arm and placed my left hand behind the small of Ryan's back, then with just a slight amount of difficulty, as Ryan isn't a very big guy, I stood up, picking him up, as I continued sucking his cock. Ryan gasped, this time in surprise. I stepped forward a couple steps toward my bed then, and then sank to my knees and tilted Ryan backward, so that he fell gently on his back on my bed. All the while, my finger remained inside his rectum, and I continued sucking on him. "Jesus Christ Jon!" Ryan exclaimed, obviously surprised. I just smiled a little as I began sucking on him, and fingering his prostate in earnest again, causing him to gasp again, but this time with pleasure! I sucked and massaged Ryan for a minute or so, then, as I noticed his excitement, as well as my own, building again, I pulled off and out of him, and quickly grabbed his legs and bent them up toward his chest and spread them apart. "OOOhhhh fuck!" Ryan gasped a moment later, when my mouth made contact with his rose bud, and my tongue slid into him, and I began eating his boy cunt out! As I worked on Ryan's hole and reached for his prostate with my tongue, I used my hand to continue pleasuring his penis as well. Again, it was only a minute or so before I realized Ryan was getting more and more aroused. His tangy saltiness was leaking copiously into my mouth, and his breathing was even more pronounced and raspy than earlier. At the same time, my cock was drooling as well. Quickly I pulled off Ryan, and grabbed in my bag, which was on the floor next to the bed for a tube of lubricant. Ryan grinned up at me as I quickly greased my throbbing tool. Then, I quickly crawled onto the bed and directed the tip of my rod toward Ryan's winking opening. "MMMmmmmmmm...." we moaned in unison, when a second later, I forced the head of my cock through his muscle, and began sliding deep into him. When I was all the way up inside Ryan, I paused for a moment, so he could get used to having me inside him. As I waited, I leaned over Ryan and kissed him tenderly on the lips. He responded hungrily, and a moment later, our lips were locked and our tongues were twirling around one another. I could feel Ryan's sphincter clenching and relaxing over and over, as he flexed repeatedly with excitement. Slowly then, I began to withdraw from him. When I was nearly all the way back out of Ryan, I stopped and pushed forward, sliding back up into him. Again, through our kiss, both of us moaned happily. Slowly at first then, I began fucking Ryan, as we continued paasionately kissing. Within a minute or so, I had to break away from Ryan's mouth, so that I could breathe in enough air. He too gasped for breath as our lips parted. For a few seconds then, as I continued stroking evenly in and out of Ryan, we both heaved for breath. Eventually, our breathing relaxed, but, as it did, I began to feel my orgasm building, and therefore began fucking Ryan a little faster than I had been. "MMMMmmm..." he moaned and closed his eyes, as I sped up even faster. I felt his hardon press against my lower abdomen each time I pressed up against him. It was completely stiff! As Ryan's excitement built, so did mine, and I began fucking him even faster, until shortly, I was pounding in and out of him! My orgasm continued building, only faster now. We stared into each other's eyes then for a minute or so as I rutted in and out of him. All the while, our breathing became heavier and faster. I could feel Ryan's muscles tightening up, and his face was getting redder. I knew it wouldn't be long for either of us. I sped up a little more yet, and within seconds, the familiar wild look Ryan gets in his eyes just before he cums, filled his eyes. I felt his body hardening, and then suddenly, he gasped and I felt his anal ring gently squeeze my pole for a moment, as warm jism splattered my belly! As Ryan built to another peak, my own orgasm began, and as he exploded for a second time, so did I, filling his insides with my seed. We both gasped softly as we came. Then, we tensed, gasped, and blew again, and again, and again... until our mutual orgasm finally died, and I sank down on top of Ryan, letting my cock plunge deep up into his body again. "Fuck!" Ryan gasped, as he struggled under my weight to catch his breath. I could see he was smiling though, so I lowered my head over his shoulder, so that it was resting next to his as he looked up at the ceiling, and I looked into the pillows under us. Ryan suddenly shuddered then, and I felt him squeezing my dick, which was half soft already, again, as he forced the last bit of jis spooge out. "Damn!" he moaned dreamily, and I flexed and pushed any residual cum out of my urethra too. We both lay still then, breathing with difficulty, as our bodies calmed down from the exertion of our coupling and passion. After a while, Ryan flexed again, and pooped my, then soft, dick out of his ass. I always chuckled when that happened, and I did then too, as I rolled off Ryan and onto my back, next to him. "That was great!" he gasped, smiling. "Agreed!" I said, smiling as well. We rested for a couple minutes then. And soon, both of us were yawning. "Can we just clean off your belly and then go to sleep?" Ryan asked. He looked as tired as I felt. "Sure," I said, smiling. I reached then for some tissues and wiped Ryan's spunk off me, and tossed the tissues in the waste basket. We both yanked the covers down and crawled up further on the bed and pulled the covers back up over us. I reached over and turned off the light then, and Ryan snuggled over to me. We settled in, and before I had a chance to kiss him good-night, I heard Ryan's soft snoring. Smiling, I closed my eyes, and in moments, I too was asleep. * * * We both slept well, and long. When I woke up the next morning, Ryan was still softly snoring, as he lay next to me, on his back, and Mom must've quietly left for work a couple hours earlier. I smiled to myself as I gazed at Ryan's face, which was tilted toward me. In the dim light that seeped into the room around the edges of the curtains, even asleep, with his hair mussed, and a little stubble on his chin and jaw bone, and above his upper lip, Ryan still looked absolutely beautiful to me! As I watched him, my dick, which since I woke, had been, and remained, semi-hard, began to stiffen all the way. As I felt my blood beginning to pulsate more quickly through my body, I smiled to myself. Slowly, and carefully then, I sat up and picked up the covers and pushed then down off of myself and Ryan. Mom had obviously left the thermostat set higher than she did when she went to work, in defference to me and Ryan visiting. I was glad, because the air that suddenly hit Ryan's and my naked bodies wasn't too cold. I grinned to myself when I saw that Ryan's penis was already fully erect. I was also happy to see his legs were parted a little. Gently, and carefully, I turned over, so I was kneeling, then moved one leg between Ryan's, and as I lifted the other one up, I gently nudged Ryan's leg, and automatically, he moved it sideways, opening the gap between his legs further - far enough for me to quickly move my other leg into and set down, so that I was kneeling between his legs. Still grinning, I leaned forward then, and bent down over Ryan. Gingerly, I picked up his hard prick, which was lying flat against his pubic bone, pointing up toward his belly button. Quickly then, I opened my mouth and lowered it down over the majority of Ryan's stiff shaft. Not all of his penis would fit into my mouth, so I took as much of it as I could! Ryan's breath caught, and it sounded as if he gasped softly when my hot, wet mouth closed over his member, and I began sliding back up off it, with my tongue pressed firmly against the underside of it. He didn't wake up though! He remained asleep then, as I slowly and gently began to slide my mouth up and down his rod. For a couple minutes then, as Ryan slept on, I slowly slid up and down his manhood, running my tonuge back and forth over his bulging urethral vein. About a half a minute in, I reached up and gently cupped Ryan's testicles and gently began kneading them. When I did, Ryan automatically, and while he continued sleeping, spread his legs a little further apart. After I'd been suckin gon Ryan for a while, I began to feel his sack was shrinking, as his testicles were pulling up toward his body. I also began to taste a slight saltiness. As I continued sucking and fondling Ryan, I tasted more saltiness, and could hear that his breathing had become deeper. I reached up then with my other hand, and lightly rubbed the tip of my index finger along the lower part of his ass crack, which was exposed for me to reach. Instantly, Ryan's legs both moved outward some more. Still though, he continued sleeping! Smiling to myself, around Ryan's cock, which I continued pistoning up and down, I again rubbed his ass crack, while with my other hand, I continued kneading his balls. Ryan's legs spread a bit further apart. I applied a bit more pressure, and suddenly, my finger slid between his cheeks a little. He wiggled his hips a bit, and his legs pulled up even more. I was still pressing inward, and when his legs moved, his buttocks relaxed even more, and suddenly my finger slid inbetween them even more, until I poked his rose bud. Ryan gave a tiny gasp when my fingertip touched his anus. Immediately, I began to wiggle my finger a little, so that I was lightly rubbing the tip of it back and forth over his anus, as I continued to slide up and down on his slick, hard dick, and with my other hand, I was fondling his eggs, which were beginning to feel a bit larger. I continued working on Ryan with my mouth and both hands then for a little while. As I did, I began to notice his muscles were tightening little by little. The saltiness that was leaking from his urethra continued to flow steadily. I loved the flavor of Ryan's pre-cum, and the taste of it made my own dick flex violently a few times with excitement. Soon, Ryan's hips began to pump up and down a little, and I noticed his breathing was harsher than it had been. Still, as I worked on him, he continued sleeping. I could only imagine what he was dreaming as I sucked, fondled and fingered him, bringing him to increasingly higher and higher levels of physical excitement! Shortly, Ryan's hips began to move up and down faster and more intensely, and his breathing became louder and raspy. As I felt Ryan's muscles tightening even more, and his scrotum became thick and hard in my hand, while his testicles pulled completely up against his body, the flow of pre-jizz that was seeping into my mouth increased to the point, I swallowed, to clear my mouth. Then suddenly, Ryan began to hump up and down even harder and faster, as his body hardened completely. Quickly I began to rub his anus harder and faster, and squeezed his balls gently as I continued sucking his dick. Then as a blast of hot, thick cum pulsed through Ryan's dick, and splattered against the back of my throat, he gasped and cried out softly. "Wh - the fff...??" Ryan gasped, in a groggy voice, then simultaneously he whimpered, tensed, and blew another load of creamy saltiness into my mouth. "Fuck!" Ryan gasped, and I felt his hands gently clamp my head, as his hips continued flailing up and down. Again, as he gasped, another wad of salty gel burst against my tonsils. "OOoohhhhh...." Ryan moaned happily, as his hands gently squeezed my head, and still more of his semen filled my mouth. For a few more seconds, I continued sucking on Ryan's cock, fondling his balls, and digitally massaging his asshole, while he gripped my head, and skull fucked me, blasting spurt after spurt of his procreative juices into my mouth. And, with each spasm, he gasped or moaned joyously. Finally, as the amount ejaculate Ryan was spewing began to lessen and the intensity died down, so that he was just drooling what was left inside him, I felt his grip on my head lessen, and his hip motion quickly slowed down. I too lessened the intensity of my actions. I released the death grip I had on his balls and began to just gently knead them again. The skin of Ryan's scrotum slowly began to slacken again too. And I lessened the pressure on Ryan's sphincter muscle to just a gentle massage, and slowed my mouth action on his dick as well. "Fuck!" Ryan gasped, and suddenly his body gave a tremble. At the same time, I felt his anus tighten and release, and a bit more semen drooled into my mouth. "God Damn!" Ryan gasped, still sounding a little incredulous. "What a awesome way to wake up!" Grinning, I sucked Ryan's cock dry as I pulled my mouth off him. At the same time, I released his testes, and pulled my finger out of his butt. As I sat back up and leaned back on my heels, Ryan smiled dreamily up at me from his pillows. "You'e so fucking awesome Jon!" he oozed. "God I don't know why I was so lucky to end up with you as my boyfriend!" Chuckling, in a voice still thick with his cum, I smiled at Ryan and said, "I'm the lucky one!" I leaned forward then and stretched out over the top of Ryan and laid down on top of him. I loved the feeling of his warm, naked body smashed up against mine. He must've liked it too, because all he could do was grin at me, as I lowered my face toward his for a good-morning kiss. We only kissed for a minute or so, then stopped, and I rolled off Ryan, and onto my back next to him. As we lay there, and the taste of Ryan's semen lingered in my mouth, my cock stiffened up fully again. "I'd offer to suck you off, but..." Ryan's voice trailed off, and he looked dubiously at me. I chuckled and said, "I know." I wouldn't want to suck him off if the last place his dick had been was up an ass - even my own - either. "You could fuck me though!" he suggested, looking at me and grinning, with twinkling eyes. I grinned then, and my cock surged, as in my mind I imagined the feeling of sliding into Ryan's hot, tight asshole! Grinning, Ryan instantly flipped over onto his stomach, and pulled his knees up, so he was laying on the bed with the upper portion of his body, but his ass was sticking up in the air, wide open for me. Grinning yet myself, I quickly got up and onto my knees behind him. For a moment, I gazed longingly at Ryan's butt. It was gorgeous. When he wasn't holding it up and open for me, he had two of the most beautiful bubble shaped buttocks. Even stretched over his bones as they were now, they still were nice and round. And I actually preferred looking at his ass when he was holding it open like he was. I loved the little soft, damp, dark hairs that coated the insides of his cheeks, and I especially loved his perfectly slit shaped pucker, that like it was doing at the moment, usually winked on and off at me, as Ryan's kegel muscles clenched and released with excitement. After studying Ryan's opening for a moment, I quickly leaned forward and gently kissed it, brining a soft gasp from Ryan's lips. Smiling, I stuck my tongue out then, and began gently tickling his pucker with the tip of it, eliciting still another gasp from Ryan. For a few seconds, I tickled, then licked over and over Ryan's rose bud, before leaning in still further, and pushing the tip of my tongue up against the center of it. I pressed my face forward then, and heard a loud groan from Ryan, as suddenly his muscle relaxed, and I felt my tongue pushing through it, and up into his rectum a little. When as much of my tongue as possible was up inside Ryan, and my mose was smashed up against the deepest part of his groove, with my cheeks pressing against the hairy insides of his cheeks, I breathed in, and my cock flexed with delight over the musky scent of Ryan's ass. I wanted to grin, but didn't want my tongue to slide out of Ryan, so instead, I quickly began to pull it a little ways out of him, then shove it back in. Ryan groaned again as I shoved it back inside him. Gently then, with my face plastered up against the inside of his ass, I began to piston my tongue in and out of Ryan's hole. With each inward thrust, I heard Ryan grunt happily. And when I reached up between his legs, I found his penis was hard again! It flexed in my hand, and at the same time, Ryan's sphincter squeezed my tongue a little as I began massaging his hardon. I tongued and masturbated Ryan for about a half minute or so then, but had to stop then, as my jaw was beginning to spasm. As I pulled my mouth from Ryan's ass, I continued to jack him off. Quickly, then I reached for his hole and gently slid my middle finger inside his body. "Awwww..." he moaned, as my fingertip found and began to massage his prostate gland, while I continued pumping his cock! For a while then, I finger-fucked Ryan as I worked on his dick. Along the way, I stopped for a moment, while I gently prodded his opening with two finger. Ryan relaxed as I pushed then, and a moment later, I was sliding two fingers in and out of him, as I continued to give his Peter a palm job. Ryan's groans of pleasure were a little louder, than when I was using just one finger! Eventually, Ryan looked back at me and gasped, "Aren't you ever going to climb on?" I grinned and chuckled, then reached for the lube. Quickly I greased my own erection, which was dripping pre-jizz, then got into position behind Ryan. When he felt the head of my cock press up against his anus, Ryan relaxed. Then when I pushed gently, he too pushed with his kegel muscles, and instantly, and smoothly, as he opened up, I slid into him! We both moaned softly, as my shaft continued sliding into him, toward his intestines. When my body pressed firmly up against Ryan's ass, I stopped, and waited for a few seconds, with my cock buried deep inside him, as his sphincter muscle spastically clamped and released several times with excitement. Finally, after we'd both calmed down, I began to pull slowly out of Ryan. I didn't pull all the way out, but stopped as I reached the point where my glans were about to pop back out of him. I began to push back into him again, again bringing a passionate moan from deep in Ryan's throat. "Mmmmmmm..." we both moaned as I became fully implanted inside him again. I slid in and out of Ryan this way a few more times, then, instead of stopping between insertions, I began to steadily slide slowly in and out of Ryan. Within a few strokes, Ryan seemed relaxed enough, and I was getting excited enough, that I stepped up my speed a little, so that I was slipping in and out of his hole at a good pace. As I felt Ryan's sphincter gripping me on and off, and he began moaning a little, I sped up my pace, and soon I was fucking Ryan at a normal rate of speed, and he began moaning softly, with each inward thrust. For a minute or so, I fucked Ryan then, as our mutual excitement built stronger and stronger. Slowly, the speed of my strokes also increased, as well, and soon I was pistoning swiftly in and out of Ryan's body, slamming my long, thick cock in and out of him, and he was grunting each time my body crashed against his. I continued fucking Ryan that way then, as I felt my own orgasm building, quicker and quicker. Suddenly, as I was about to blow over the top, Ryan cried out, and his ring muscle feebily gripped at my swiftly pumping organ. Ryan was cumming. With the onset of Ryan's orgasm, I too reached my peak, and as Ryan gasped and came again, spraying his goodness over the sheets beneath him, I too groaned and forcefully pumped a gush of hot goo deep inside Ryan's body! "AAaaawwwwwww...." we both groaned, as together we again both spasmed joyously. I continued pumping in and out of Ryan, and repeatedly for the next few seconds, we both came over oand over, until finally, we were both emptied, and I slowed my pace, until I was just sliding gently in and out of Ryan. I felt him give a final squeeze of my cock, as he pumped the residual cum from his urethra, then I too flexed and drooled my final juices inside Ryan. I stopped moving then, when my hips had pressed up against Ryan, and my cock was buried deep inside him. "Man you are awesome!" Ryan gasped, as I lay down over his back and hugged him to me. I grinned and told him he was pretty good too. We remained coupled doggie style then, with me hugging Ryan, for a few minutes, until Ryan suddenly squeezed me again with his ass muscle, and I'd gone flacid enough, that I popped out of him. "Guess we should shower, huh?" I said. "Guess so," Ryan said. I climbed up off Ryan, and then he got up too. My eyes widened for a moment when I saw the mess Ryan had made, spraying the sheets with his semen. "Told you you were good!" he said, looking a little sheepish, when he saw the look on my face. I chuckled and said, "Don't worry about it. We'll wash 'em." Ryan followed me into the bathroom then, and quickly sat down on the toilet for a couple of minutes, to let my jism drool back out of him, while I prepped the shower for us. My spooge was still drooling back out of Ryan, when I'd finished getting the shower ready, so Ryan suggested I shower without him. Since I wasn't horny yet again, I did. When I was done, Ryan quickly showered too, then we went back to my room, and got dressed. "How 'bout we grab some breakfast, then attack all that snow out there?" I asked. Ryan smiled and said that sounded OK, so quickly we ran downstairs, shoveled some cereal into our mouths, and had a quick cup of coffee. When we were finished, we put on our jackets, hats, boots, and gloves, and ventured forth into the great outdoors to do battle with the piles of snow burying the driveway and paths. * * * While I got the snowblower ready, Ryan used a broom and cleared the snow off my car, and shoveled around it a little. A few minutes after I started the snowblower, Alex and Vincent emerged from Alex's house, and quickly bounded over to us, through the snow. "Hey!" I cried, grinning, as Alex unabashedly leapt at me and wrapped his arms around me. "I missed you!" "Me too!" Alex cried. His smile waned though, and as he backed off, quicker than he normally would, I saw his eyes dart toward Ryan. "Alex!" Ryan said, stepping forward and grinning at him. "It's so good to finally meet you in person!" Alex's smile blossomed again, and he reached out a hand to shake hands with Ryan. Vincent took the opportunity to step over to me to say Hello, so I lassoed him and hugged him too, causing him to grin. "And you must be Vincent," Ryan said, smiling at Vincent. "Yup," Vincent said, and he too held out his hand toward Ryan. "Good to meet you too," Ryan said, as they shook hands. "Likewise," Vincent said, smiling a little shyly back at him. I didn't want to lose the prime I'd just created pumping the gas bulb on the snowblower's carbureator, so I said, "OK, we can talk later and you guys can get to know each other better then. Right now, let's get this snow cleared, before we get more! You guys shovel the paths and walks, and do the edges, and I'll blow the driveways clear!" Without waiting for an answer, I pulled the starter cord, and the snowblower spluttered a moment, I pulled again, and this time it turned over, and revved to life. Grinning, I set the choke lower, and pulled on my gloves. Quickly the guys moved back and waited for me to move clear. As soon as I took off down the driveway, blowing the snow clear, the three of them began shoveling. We had the driveways and walks cleared in about 45 minutes. Then, just as I was about to roll the snowblower, which I'd just brushed the snow off of, back into the garage, I was suddenly hit in the shoulder by a snowball! Instantly I spun around to see Alex, grinning gleefully at me. I spun back around, and shoved the snowblower into the garage, then spun back around and glared evily at Alex, who was still smiling happily to himself. "Time to meet your maker son!" I growled, and I opened my eyes wide like I was psychotic. Alex looked frightened for a moment, but quickly his grin returned, and he ran down the driveway shrieking, as I took off after him. "Do they-" Ryan started to ask Vincent, but suddenly a snowball hit him in the arm. "What the ???" Ryan cried as he looked at Vincent who was grinning gleefully at him, like Alex had been at me. "Always!" Vincent cried. Then, he too suddenly took off down the driveway. Grinning, Ryan started to run after him too. The two of us chased the boys around the two yards then for a while, occasionally stopping to scoop up some snow, which as we ran, we formed balls of and lobbed at them. When Alex finally caught me in the face with a snowball though, I doubled my effort and sprinted toward him. "NOOOOOO!!!!" he screamed, as I suddenly leaped on him and fell on top of him as he landed in a soft snow bank. Laughing maniacally I pushed him into the snow and scooped some up and dumped it on his face. "Ahhhhhhh!!!" he cried, as the cold wet snow hit the warm skin of his face and neck. Suddenly I felt another body slam down on top of me. Both Alex and I grunted, and I heard Vincent's voice crying "No fair! You're a lot bigger than him!" Then I felt snow going down the back of my neck, and gave a yelp too. "Oooff!" Vincent gasped a second later and I felt more weight on me. Poor Alex groaned plaintively underneath me. Ryan had leaped on top of Vincent, so I had both his and Vincent's weight on top of me, and poor Alex had their's and my weight on top of him. For a moment I was worried that Alex might not be able to breathe! Vincent shrieked in my ear then as he too must've been the recipient of some snow, compliments of Ryan! "I'm crushed!" Alex gasped below me, and his eyeballs were bugging out a little. Chuckling, I heaved up off him, successfully tossing the others off me. "Thanks!" Alex gasped. He looked at me with a spooked expression on his face. Ryan was lying on his back gasping as he laughed. "Very funny!" Vincent cried, and he flopped over on top of Ryan and scooped up a handful of snow and tossed it in Ryan's face. Of course a good amount of it hit him in the neck and went in his shirt as well. "You little asshole!" I heard Ryan cry, but he was grinning. Vincent shrieked with surprise as Ryan flipped up and rolled him over and leaped on top of him. For a moment both wrestled around together in the snow, laughing hysterically. As Alex and I looked on, both of us were a little surprised at how well our boyfriends seemed to be getting along. The two of them were literally wallowing in soft snow, as they rolled around, tangled in each other's arms and legs, giggling at the tops of their lungs, and shrieking every so often as one got some more snow down the other's shirt. Finally, Ryan, to my surprise, bested Vincent and ended up sitting on top of him, leaning over him. For a moment, both laughed and grinned at each other. As their laughing died down though, their grins faded, and for a moment, Ryan looked down at Vincent with a surprised look on his face. Vincent grinned sheepishly, then as they looked at each other, Ryan began to look embarrassed. Quickly he climbed off Vincent and sat down next to him. "Um... sorry," Ryan mumbled, looking embarrassed. Vincent just grinned shyly and said, "It's OK." "OH MY GOD!" Alex cried. When I looked at him, I saw he was looking at Vincent's crotch. When I followed the line of his gaze, I saw that Vincent was pitching a tent. Quickly my eyes darted to Ryan, and I saw that he too had an apparent hardon. "You guys got hard wrestling with each other!" Alex cried, gleefully. "Jesus Christ Alex! You don't have to share it with the whole neighborhood," I cried. I couldn't help chuckling though. Poor Ryan looked distraught. Vincent just looked a little sheepish though. "Aw, don't get embarrassed," Alex said, when he saw Ryan's expression. "It happens to me and Jon all the time too, right Jon?" Everyone's attention suddenly turned to me, and I couldn't help feeling a little self-conscious myself. "Well," I said. "Not all the time, but... yeah... often enough I guess. Anyway, like Alex said, it's OK. Hardons happen!" I grinned at Ryan then, and finally, he relaxed and smiled a little. "OK," I said, hoping to change the subject, and because I was really getting uncomfortable. "I'm getting cold. Let's go in and get something hot to drink." "Cool!" both the boys said, and quickly Vincent leaped up. Smiling, he turned and held out his hand to help Ryan up. Ryan looked up at Vincent a little warily at first, but when Vincent snorted and said, "Oh come on! I'm not going to trick you", Ryan accepted Vincent's help. True to his word, Vincent just good-naturedly helped Ryan climb up out of the snow. The four of us trooped into my house together then. * * * When we got inside, we all quickly took off our wet jackets, hats and gloves. Then, I stepped over to the sink and filled a pan with some water to make instant hot chocolate with. "Damn!" I said, frowning, as I put the water on to boil. "My clothes are all pretty wet too!" "Me too," came unhappy responses from all three of the others. "OK," I said, and I turned the stove back off again. "Guess we need to get out of these wet clothes, before we have our hot chocolate. Let's go up to my room, I've got enough sweats for all of us to put on, and then we can throw our wet clothes in the dryer." The others all followed me up to my room then. As I walked into my room, I pulled off my wet shirt, and dropped it just inside the door. "Take off everything that's wet, but make sure your pockets are empty first, and drop the wet stuff here," I said. I began to empty my own pockets then too. Once I had taken my keys, wallet, and cell phone out of my jeans pockets, I undid my belt and pulled it out of the belt loops, then, slid my jeans off. I was glad to get out of them, as they were getting rather cold. As the others started pulling their wet shirts off, I tossed my jeans on top of my wet shirt on the floor, and turned to my dresser to look for enough sweat pants and sweat shirts for everyone to wear. When I turned around with a handful of sweat shirts to toss on the bed, I saw that like me, Alex and Vincent were wearing nothing but their underpants. Ryan was looking down at his pants, which he was still wearing. He had a skeptical look on his face, as if he was trying to decide whether or not he needed to take them off. "If they're wet at all," I said. "Take 'em off!" Looking a little sheepish, Ryan began to empty his pockets then. While I rooted through my drawers for sweat pants, he finished taking his jeans off and added them to the pile of wet clothing on the floor. When I turned back to the others again, I had an instant flashback to one day years ago when I was at summer day camp, and all of us boys had to strip down in front of each other for the first time. I remember a lot of the boys, myself included, seemed shy about doing so, but also, we all seemed interested in seeing each other naked as well. That's exactly the way Ryan, Alex, and Vincent seemed to be acting now. Ryan looked a little embarrassed to be stripping down to his underwear in front of the boys, and Alex and Vincent both looked embarrassed too, because they couldn't stop their eyes from darting to Ryan's underwear-clad pelvis... especially to his fully filled pouch, up front. I also couldn't help noticing that both Alex and Vincent were developing erections! Vincent's tent was a little more prominent than Alex's, and I actually saw it bulge out, then relax as I looked at it. Apparently he was flexing with excitement! Alex's was increasing in size as every second passed though too! Seeing this, of course started my own penis filling with blood! And when I glanced back at Ryan, I saw his face had darkened, and glancing downward, I saw that he too seemed to be hardening. Typically, Alex, couldn't help himself, and although his face darkened a bit more, he began to look pointedly back and forth between Ryan's and my "developing problems". Naturally, this caused his own appendage to become a complete pole, and his underpants were sticking out quite far from his body - enough so that in the space between the edge of his underwear and his body, I could clearly see one of his testicles dangling in his hairless scrotum. If he got anymore excited, I wondered if he might cream his skivvies! Ever the optimist, and apparently still hanging onto the hope that he would be able to convince me to have sex with him again, Alex announced, "Well, my underwear's a bit damp too, so..." Smiling nervously then, he reached down and pulled his underpants down and off, and tossed them on top of the pile of wet clothing. When he straightened up again, his full fledged hardon was sticking straight out in front of him. To his credit, his face was much redder, but he also, continued looking around at the rest of us, hopeful that we'd follow suit and strip down too. I wasn't too surprised, when suddenly Vincent in a cracking voice said, "Mine too." and he too quickly ripped his underpants off and deposited them on top of the pile. Like Alex, his penis was sticking straight out in front of him as well when he straigthened up. His face was darker than Alex's though. Of course, the boys' actions had their desired results. Neither Ryan nor I could stop our bodies from reacting to two very good looking, uber-horned-up boys, standing nude in front of us, ogling our growing tents. And poor Ryan, who'd never seen either of them naked before was having a problem not staring at their engorged cocks! My own cock flexed violently several times, when I saw both of the boys' bob up and down with excitement. I'm sure Ryan had a similar reaction. I was very surprised then by what Alex and Vincent did next! Before I could toss either boy a pair of sweat pants to put on, Alex turned to face Ryan, and in what sounded like a truly heartfelt tone, he said, "Ryan, we wanted to apologize to you for what we did to Jon on Thanksgiving. It was unfair and selfish of us, and we really didn't mean to hurt either you or Jon of cause you any problems! I'm very sorry." "Me too," Vincent said, taking a step toward Ryan. He looked sincere as he added, "It was wrong, and we really are sorry." Ryan looked as surprised as I felt. Neither of us had expected that. Especially when we were all standing there, naked, or nearly naked, with our cocks stiff as boards! "Um... well..." Ryan said, looking a little confused. "I-I understand what happened, and why it happened, and no real damage was done, so... apologies accepted!" "Cool!" both boys said, in unison, and they both broke into grins. Almost instantly though, I saw Alex shoot Vincent a purposeful look. Then, as Alex's grin turned coy and saucy, Vincent's expression turned to nervousness, and I knew something more like what I'd been expecting was coming. "Well, with that out of the way..." Alex said matter-of-factly, and still smiling coyly. Then, whether purposely, or just out of habit, he reached down and grasped his penis, and began masturbating! As he did, he smiled even more devilishly, and continued in a more coy tone, saying, "We have a proposition for you guys! One I think we can all agree on, and will really like!" Ryan's head snapped back up from where it had fallen when he looked down in amazement at what Alex was doing to himself right in front of him. He looked at me with a slightly alarmed look on his face. "What's that?" I asked, choosing to ignore the fact that he was blatantly pleasuring himself in front of us. I already knew where he was headed! "Wellll..." Alex said. His smile faded then and suddenly he didn't seem as confident. Vincent looked even more nervous. Stoically though Alex continued "We were thinking that, now that all four of us are here together, and nobody is going to be left out, and... well, obviously we're all really horny, that... maybe we could have sex together! At least just once?" Alex didn't sound confident at all as he finished up, and Vincent looked almost miserable. Quickly he looked down at the floor, and I noticed his hardon was starting to shrink. I looked at Ryan and smiled knowingly. "Told you so," I said, and winking at him, and I couldn't help chuckling, as I shook my head. Ryan relaxed a little then and smiled sadly back at me. I could tell Alex didn't know what to make of our exchange. I was surprised when Ryan took the lead then and smiled at Alex, then stepped over and sat down on the edge of the bed, patted the spot next to him and said, "Come here Alex." Instantly Alex's grin returned, and his penis, which had started to shrink too, froze for a second, then began to pump up again. Obviously, he was confident again, and sure Ryan was interested in his propostion. He nearly leaped over to the bed and sat down next to Ryan. Smiling, Ryan, whose penis had apparently gone completely flacid, as he wasn't bulging more than normal anymore, scooted back and laid down. "Come lay with me," Ryan said, and he held out his arm. This surprised me even more. I wondered where Ryan was going with it, but decided to wait and see. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Vincent, beginning to smile, as his cock began to get bigger again. As Alex scotted backward and lay down next to Ryan, in the crook of his arm, Ryan smiled sadly at me again. I reached out then and put a hand on Vincent's shoulder and gently pushed downward. He looked at me, and then, as I started to sink down onto the floor, he let me pull him down next to me. As he settled "Indian style" onto the floor next to me, I saw that his cock was rigid again. "I really appreciate your idea Alex. It means a lot to me that you want to be that close to me, as well as to Vincent and Jon," I heard Ryan say softly. Then, in a benevolent tone he continued "But both you and Vincent, and Jon and I have moved on to relationships that are so serious, that, even if all of us are together, like we are now, and no matter how 'hot' we might be for each other, we really need to not do what you're suggesting." As I looked at Vincent, who was listening too, I saw a look of disappointment and embarrassment spread over his face. At the same time, his penis began to shrink again. Smiling, I gave his shoulder a squeeze. He looked worried when he looked up at me. Quickly I pulled him closer, and wrapped an arm around him and he relaxed a little and looked back up at Ryan and Alex. Impulsively, I gave him a quick peck on the side of his forehead. "Ryan's right guys," I said then. "Obviously, we all just got really aroused with one another, and, well, for good reason - we're all 'hot' guys! But, seriously, Ryan and I have become really, really close to each other. And because we're so close, we've made a decision to be with just each other, always and forever, and not get with anybody else! And guys, I really kinda thought you two had reached that same point in your relationship as well. I thought you wanted to be monogamous now too." Vincent looked at me and smiled just a little, in a disappointed, but knowing way. I smiled back at him and hugged him again. Vincent's smile grew a little then and he nuzzled his face against my chest for a moment. My bed is low to the floor, so when I looked back up at Alex and Ryan, I could see up and over the top of the bed, and I could see them both clearly. Poor Alex looked really upset, almost ready to cry in fact. "It doesn't mean we don't care about you guys enough to want to be with you that way," Ryan said, realizing how upset Alex was getting. "It just means that Jon and I care so much about each other, that we want our sex to be something special that only we share. And from what Jon's said, I thought you guys felt that way about each other too." Alex's jaw started to tremble a little, and I realized he was feeling worse, instead of better. Vincent was watching him as well, and he was starting to get upset over how upset Alex was getting. "Alex, none of this changes anything between you and me," I said. "I mean it!" "It changes everything Jon!" Alex cried suddenly in an anguished tone, his voice cracking a little. "I know you mean what you say, but still - nothing will ever be the same as it was before between you and me!" Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a look of total devastation suddenly flood Vincent's face. Ryan looked a litte disconcerted over how upset the boys were getting, so I gave him a slight nod. "I need you to go with Ryan for a while," I said, softly to Vincent, as Ryan got up off the bed. As he walked around it, Alex flipped over onto his side, so that he was facing away from us. Vincent looked ready to cry by then too. "It'll be fine," I said, smiling as best I could. He blinked several times, and sniffled. "C'mon," Ryan said, softly, and Vincent let him lead him out of the room. I closed the door behind them, then went to my bed, and looked down at Alex. He was shaking slightly, so I knew he was crying. "Scoot over," I said. When he obeyed and moved to the far side of the bed, I crawled onto it, behind him. He didn't roll back over though, but remained facing the opposite wall, so I snuggled up behind him and pulled him up against me, so we were spooned together. As it felt a little chilly, I yanked the comforter up and over us too. Alex's body was warm, and his smooth dry skin felt nice pressed up against me. He was trembling though, and not because he was cold, so I knew he was still very upset. On the other hand, if he hadn't been, it felt so nice having him in my arms again, I probably would've gotten hard again! "I meant what I said," I told him. "Nothing's changed between us Alex. I still love you just as much as I did before either of us knew Ryan or Vincent. In fact, I probably love you more than back then, cause more time's gone by, and I know you even better now. And Alex, nothing will ever change how I feel about you. You're always going to be my 'little brother', and I'm always going to be here for you! I love you man! More than you can possibly imagine!" For a minute, we lay still then, and I held Alex, who continued shaking slightly. Finally though, he suddenly flipped over and spun around to face me. His eyes were wet, and his jaw was trembling even more than it had been. He couldn't hold back anymore and suddenly buried his face against my chest and started openly crying. Sadly, I did the only thing I could do. I wrapped my arms completely around him, and hugged him tightly, and stroked his back. After a minute or so, Alex snuffled loudly, and pulled away from me. "You really mean it? You'll always be there?" he asked, looking searchingly at my face. I grinned and said, "Of course! You've been a part of my life for years now! Probably the most important part of my life! I'm never going to stop loving you, or being your 'brother' - never! You're stuck with me for life!" Alex snuffled and wiped his eyes with the backs of his hands and then attempted to smile. "I-I love you that way too," he said, shakily. "I sure hope you do," I said, grinning. Alex leaned in and with a little difficulty, dug his right arm under me, between me and the mattress, then wrapped his arms around me, and hugged me tightly. "I'd die if I lost you," he said, softly, burying his face against my chest again. "I feel the same way about you too," I said, in a warm, but serious tone. We hugged each other for a while, then Alex pulled back from me again, and began trying to compose himself. "You understand then that you haven't lost me, and you never will?" I asked, looking searchingly at him, still concerned he wasn't convinced. "Yeah," Alex said, sounding a little sheepish, and trying to smile a little, as he wiped away his tears. "You know, it's for the best that it's this way, right? I mean, if we didn't have Ryan and Vincent, we might've become 'boyfriends', maybe. But you know what? If that had happened, we might've never stayed as close as we are now. This way - as 'brothers' we will ALWAYS have each other for sure! Other relationships can break up. Although I don't see that happening with me and Ry, and honestly, I think you and Vincent are rather solid too! But if God forbid something did happen for some reason to either of our relationships with them, we've still got each other as 'brothers' and that way we will always be there for each other." I said. "I guess," Alex said, and he seemed to be warming up to the idea, although he still sounded a little disappointed. "And, even if the four of us agreed to have sex together, what if Ryan and Vincent aren't as happy doing it as you and I are, and then they see how close you and I are? They might get hurt. And it might ruin our relationships with them. So... if we don't, that doesn't become a problem," I said. "Seriously?" Alex asked, looking a little surprised. "You really think they wouldn't get into it as much as me and you do?" "Well," I snorted, and smiled a little. "OK, I'm sure they'd enjoy it too, but seriously Alex... even if they did, they might still be a little jealous of how close you and I are! Can you see my point?" "I guess," Alex said again, sounding accepting of what I'd said. Then he added, "I get it all. Really. Just as long as I never lose you! That's the main point!" "That'll never happen this way," I said, grinning. Alex smiled genuinely then. "So, should I let them back in?" I asked. "Sure," Alex said, sitting up. * * * While Alex and I were talking, Ryan had escorted an increasingly more upset Vincent out into the hallway, where both had sunk down onto the floor, and sat leaning with their backs to the wall. Ryan could see that Vincent was pretty upset, and he positioned himself right next to him, so he could drape an arm over his shoulders and hug him. "It'll be OK," Ryan said, softly, giving Vincent a hug. "How can you say that?" Vincent cried softly, in an anguished tone. "Didn't you hear Alex? Maybe for you and Jon it will be OK, but what about for Me and Alex? Didn't you hear him? He's obviously in love with Jon! And it sounds like he loves Jon a lot more than he does me!!!" Tears began to stream from Vincent's eyes then. Poor Ryan, who'd never had to deal with helping a younger person with their problems, felt a flash of terror shoot through him. He understood though how Vincent could believe what he thought was true, even though he himself felt Vincent was wrong! As Vincent began crying, Ryan automatically pulled him in close and hugged him. "It's not like you think!" Ryan said, in a soothing tone, leaning his head over the top of Vincent's and hugging him tighter. "I know Alex loves Jon, but Vincent, he loves Jon in a completely different way than he loves you. He loves Jon in a way you and I can't really comprehend. See... it's like they're brothers. And well, we don't have brothers, so we can't really know how close two guys can get like that. But I know this. From everything Jon's told me, he and Alex only really share a brotherly love for one another. And I'm certain that Alex loves you, the way Jon loves me - in a romantic way - not a brotherly one! So, Vincent, everything will be OK once Jon explains all this to Alex, and Alex understands he's not losing Jon as his 'brother'!" Ryan continued holding Vincent then, while Vincent cried a little longer. Eventually though, Vincent, who'd been listening to what Ryan had said, began to calm down a little. "D-do you really think that's how it is?" he asked in a quivering voice after a while. "Yes!" Ryan said emphatically, and he sighed with relief. "I'm sure of it!" For a moment, then though, Ryan's eyes opened wide, as he considered the fact that maybe he was wrong and Vincent was correct! Quickly though, he thought back on all the things Jon had told him, and he relaxed just a little, choosing to trust Jon's judgement. Vincent stopped crying but continued leaning into Ryan, who held onto him yet. Occasionally Vincent snuffled or trembled, as he regained his composure. "I still don't know for sure," he finally said, sounding forlorn yet. "Think about it," Ryan said, forcing himself to be confident again. "When Alex first met Jon, he didn't have an older brother, and from what Jon told me, didn't have many friends. I think maybe he'd been bullied a little too. Enter Jon in his life - Jon who's older, able to do most anything, and who is very confident. On top of it, Jon's a really compassionate type of guy, and he took Alex under his wing. He really became a mentor for Alex, and Alex blossomed. Jon was just what Alex needed! A big brother!" As Ryan talked, he began to become more uncertain again of what he was saying though, because he realized, that was just what Jon had provided for him as well in the beginning, and he certainly didn't feel as if Jon was his 'brother'... he felt romantically attracted to Jon. Maybe he was wrong about Alex and Jon's relationship! "I-I guess," Vincent said, still not sounding convinced. "H-how c-come they started having sex then though?" "Well," Ryan said, feeling a bit more daunted himself by then. "Um... I, I suppose it was kind of normal that Alex wanted to learn about sex, and saw Jon as someone who might teach him, and well... being that Alex is gay, he was obviously drawn to Jon - Hell - what gay guy wouldn't be?" Vincent snorted and couldn't help smiling. "Yeah," he said, and his cock tingled when he recalled his and Alex's encounter with Jon at Thanksgiving. Ryan felt a little taken aback for a moment, but then smiled when he realized Vincent had merely confirmed what he'd said. "So..." Ryan continued. "I suppose one thing lead to another, and both of them got hot and bothered over each other, and well... you may or may not know that often brothers, or just good friends, do help each other out when they're learning about sex, so I expect that's how it all started for Jon and Alex." "Yeah, but they just kept on going!" Vincent noted, and Ryan heard a tinge of jealousy in his tone. "Well," Ryan said, beginning to feel strained from having to come up with plausible explanations for what had occurred between his boyfriend and Alex. "I expect it started as a learning thing, but because they cared for each other like brothers, and were next door neighbors and had ample opportunity, and well, of course were both horny all the time - as you know I'm sure, that's normal for guys - well... they saw no reason to stop. I mean... I guess that's what happens with brothers or best friends too. If you'd been Alex, would you have wanted to stop?" "Hmmm...." Vincent said. "Makes me wish I'd had a brother!" "Me too," Ryan said, suddenly feeling wistful himself. As they sat together then, thinking about what they'd talked about, still hugging each other, both Vincent and Ryan began to become aware that they were sitting naked or nearly naked, hugging each other, and both began to feel their penises start filling with blood again. Vincent couldn't help smiling to himself, but Ryan felt a little disconcerted. He wanted to quickly let go of Vincent and move away from him a little. At the same time though, he really was enjoying the feeling of having the warm, soft, naked boy pressed up against him, under his arm. And, he also didn't want to make Vincent feel bad! "Would've been nice if we'd been brothers!" Vincent said softly then. "You'd have been a great big brother!" "Thanks!" Ryan said, smiling. He suddenly felt warm all over. Vincent nuzzled in a little under Ryan's arm. At the same time, as he began to envision himself and Ryan being brothers, in his mind's eye, he saw them laying naked together on his bed, in a '69' sucking each other's dicks, and his penis began to swiftly harden! Still grinning from what Vincent had said, out of the lower corner of his eye, Ryan saw the tip of Vincent's pulsating penis beginning to appear in his scope of vision. Of course then, he looked down and noticed it was rapidly stretching out again. Suddenly then, a picture flashed through his mind too, of the two of them in bed together. In his mind's eye though, Vincent was lying on top of him, gently fucking him missionary style! As he thought about it, he could practically feel Vincent's erect penis sliding in and out of him! Instantly, his own penis lurched into action as well. Vincent grinned when he saw Ryan's bulge beginning to return. "It's really not fair they get to have each other as 'brothers' you know, and neither of us has a brother!" Vincent said, after a moment. "Um... I guess," Ryan said, non-committally. He wasn't sure of how far Vincent might be thinking of taking that statement, but in the back of his mind, he was a little troubled by it. "I suppose we could kind of adopt each other as 'brothers' since Alex and Jon already have each other, and neither of us has anyone," Vincent suggested. "Um... I guess we could," Ryan said, and he felt an affectionate warmth spreading through him, but also at the same time, he felt a little more unsettled about where Vincent was going with the conversation. He also noticed that Vincent's pole was completely rigid again! And his own was nearly just as rigid as it pressed against the inside of his underwear. "Cool!" Vincent said, and he snuggled in more comfortably against Ryan, and hugged him. Ryan couldn't help smiling. Suddenly his worries dissipated, and he only felt their developing loving warmth enveloping him. He liked the idea of having a 'little brother' who was so affectionate. He hugged Vincent back. For a moment, the two sat, holding each other in firm, loving grips. At the same time though, both their penises remained rigid! "Shame we didn't meet each other when Alex and Jon did," Vincent said suddenly a moment later. "Maybe we could've gotten as close to each other as they did!" Ryan's mind lurched back to its previous state of nervousness. As he saw Vincent's penis surge for a moment, the relax, his responded similarly. All he could manage to reply, in a suddenly dry voice, was, "True." Ryan's eyes opened wide then when Vincent placed his hand, palm down on his belly, below his navel, and above the waistband of his underwear. "What're you doing?" he asked, certain that he knew the answer already, but not knowing what to do about it. "Well..." Vincent said huskily, suddenly sounding very aroused. "Jon and Alex have had each other a lot. And well, you've seen me naked, but I haven't seen you naked. Um, so, I was just thinking, that well.... even though we're not exactly like Alex and Jon, but since we did say it would be nice if we were 'brothers', that, well... at least maybe I could take a look at you, and maybe we could at least 'hold' each other once - just this once!" Before Ryan could respond, Vincent quickly, but gently slid his hand downward, over Ryan's lower belly, and quickly slipped his fingertips under the waistband of Ryan's underwear. Ryan wasn't surprised by what Vincent said, although he was mildly surprised that the boy didn't wait for permission before he took action. He knew he needed to stop him, but at the same time, he was so enthralled with the idea of Vincent touching him in the way that a shy younger brother who wanted to experiment sexually with him might touch him, that all he could do was sigh and wait to see just what Vincent was going to do! When Ryan didn't protest or try to stop him, Vincent's heart began to race. Quickly, he slid his hand fully down into Ryan's underpants, through his generous pubic bush, and over his rigid penis, which was bent at a 90 degree angle, and pointing down toward the floor. Smiling, Vincent gently hooked a finger under it, and pulled upward, forcing it to pop free of its restraint and straighten out and lay flat up against Ryan's pubic bone, so that it was pointing upward. Vincent's smile broadened and his cock lurched when he saw how beautiful Ryan's penis was! Ryan gasped then when Vincent quickly wrapped his hand around his throbbing member and gently squeezed it. Quickly, but gently Vincent began to pull up and down on Ryan's dick, sending shivers of pleasure rocketing up and down Ryan's spine! "Do me too!" Vincent said, breathlessly then. His face red from sexual heat. Ryan knew he needed to stop Vincent, but Vincent's hand felt awesome, and all he could think of was how much he wanted to return the favor for the boy, and at the same time, feel his, Vincent's, "excitement" as well. To his own surprise, and immediate guilty regret, Ryan suddenly reached for and tentatively grasped Vincent's penis, and began masturbating him too, as Vincent grinned and gasped with pleasure. For a moment, the two sat staring at each other's penises, as they gently jerked each other off. Suddenly, Ryan realized how wrong it was that they were doing what they were doing. "We have to stop!" he said, softly to Vincent, and he immediately let go of the younger boy's penis and pulled his hand away. "Noooo!" Vincent whined softly in an extremely frustrated tone. Then, almost angrily, he added, "Just this once, why can't WE be 'brothers', like they've been for so long! I mean Christ! Jon's even fucked Alex - a LOT!" Ryan felt a pang of jealousy then, as he thought of Jon lying on top of Alex with his hardon stuffed up the boy's ass. It wasn't that he wanted to mount Alex, but he certainly didn't want Jon's penis going inside anyone but himself! Vincent saw the look on Ryan's face. Smiling a little he quickly pulled away from Ryan, and flipped over onto his hands and knees, so that he was facing Ryan. "What - ???" Ryan blurted, in surprise, as Vincent bent double in front of him. "OOhhhh Godddd!!!" he groaned passionately then as Vincent suddenly lowered his hot, wet mouth over his engorged cock, and began sucking sensually up and down on it. "Oh fuck!" Ryan gasped softly, in a passionate, high-pitched tone, as Vincent sucked his full length into his mouth and expertly fellated him. "Y-you need to s-stop!" Vincent didn't stop though. He continued sucking up and down on Ryan's penis. And Ryan was still so surprised, and understandably very excited by Vincent's mouth, that he didn't immediately stop him. For a moment, Ryan sat with his legs out-stretched, and his back against the wall, as Vincent knelt before him, between his splayed legs, sucking vigorously up and down on his hardon! As Vincent cupped Ryan's testicles and began to roll them around in his hand, and let his middle finger press firmly into the base of Ryan's ass crack, Ryan nearly blew his load. Suddenly, the horror of what they were doing hit him, and he finally gasped, "Stop!" and roughly pushed Vincent off him. "We can't do this!" Ryan gasped in a hoarse whisper. Vincent looked at him with more than mild disappointment etched on his face. "Even though they've been 'brothers', we can't do this just to 'even things up'!" Ryan said. "I might feel 'brotherly' toward you Vincent, but we did just meet today. And I know things didn't move that fast between Jon and Alex! Besides, they're supposed to not be doing this anymore either now!" Vincent sighed, hugely disappointed. "It's not fair!" he said, crossly a moment later. "It's the way it's got to be though!" Ryan said, firmly. "Fine!" Vincent said. "But... well... OK - I mean, I got to have a taste of you, even if it was only a few sucks. But... well... we really need to finish this right if we're not ever going to do it again." "Huh?" Ryan asked, looking confused, as he gripped his penis and wiped Vincent's saliva off it. "I'll agree that you and I never do anything ever again... unless you change your mind that is... but only if you get to have a taste of me first!" Vincent said, and he stood up and straddled Ryan, and squatted a little, so that his cock was dancing up and down right in front of Ryan's mouth. Ryan's eyes opened wide with surprise. At the same time, his cock surged with desire when he saw the moisture at the tip of Vincent's penis, and caught a whiff of Vincent's delicate muskiness. Obviously Vincent was very aroused if he'd already begun leaking pre-cum! "Please Ry!" Vincent pleaded. "I want you to taste my pre-jizz too. Your's was delicious. You need to sample mine. It'd be kinda like we were becoming blood brothers, only ... I guess we'd be 'jizz brothers'!" Ryan stared up at Vincent for a moment, then, snorted and chuckled at the concept of 'jizz brothers'. But almost instantly he became serious again. He could smell Vincent's musky scent a little more, now that he'd been standing right in front of him a moment, and he wanted nothing more than to gobble the boy's proffered penis into his mouth and begin sucking up and down on it. "You know you want to," Vincent said, softly. Then in a sincere tone he added, "And I mean it. It'd kind of even things up and make us both feel better about things." To add emphasis to his statement, Vincent flexed his cock. When he did, more juice oozed from his piss slit. Suddenly, Ryan couldn't stand it, and opened his mouth and leaned forward. For a split second, licked the tip of his cock, Vincent was shocked that Ryan actually did it! Then, he grinned joyously for just a second, before suddenly becoming serious and groaning "Ohhhhmmm..." softly and passionately, in a tone that sounded as if he was finally satisfied, as Ryan plunged his mouth fully down over him and began sucking up and down on him. For a moment, Vincent closed his eyes, and tilted his head back, smiling slightly, as Ryan stroked up and down his rigid rod, sending waves of pleasure washing through him. Ryan loved the flavor of Vincent's pre-cum. And he loved how much pleasure Vincent seemed to be getting from him. For a moment he cupped the boy's testicles and fondled them as he sucked on him, which caused a bit more pre-jizz to ooze from his piss slit, delighting Ryan. After a few seconds though, with great mental difficulty, Ryan forced himself to stop sucking on Vincent, and he gently, but firmly pushed the boy back off him. "OK," he said, in a resigned, somewhat miserable tone. "We're even now. We've both given each other a suck. And while it was wonderful, both being sucked on by you, and sucking on you, we both know this has to stop now, and that it can't ever happen again! Agreed?" Vincent looked disappointed, and deflated, but Ryan's expression didn't waver. Finally, Vincent knew he'd gotten as close to Ryan as Ryan was going to allow him to get. It was actually further than he'd figured, which made him happy, because it indicated to him that Ryan actually might feel closer to him than he'd thought. Half smiling, half scowling then, Vincent said in a resigned tone, "Fine. Agreed." "And you and I have to also promise that neither of us ever tells either of them, or anybody else about this - ever! OK?" Ryan asked. "OK," Vincent agreed. "Because it'd hurt both of them if they found out, and might ruin our relationships with them," Ryan said. "So we have to keep this a 'brotherly secret' just between us! OK?" "Alright already!" Vincent spluttered. He turned around and sat down again next to Ryan, who put his penis, which had softened again, back into his underwear. As Vincent lowered himself back to the floor though, Ryan caught a quick glimpse of his asshole, as his buttocks spread open. He felt a momentary twinge of regret. Vincent had a gorgeous ass - one he'd have loved to eat out! Quickly though he closed his eyes, and tried, unsuccessfully, to reason with himself that what he and Vincent had just done, was justified. The two sat together then, in uncomfortable silence. As they did, Ryan worried that Jon might someday, somehow find out what he'd just done with Vincent. He wondered how he could possibly live with that secret, feeling all the guilt he felt over what they'd done. And what if Jon did find out later, and turned on him for keeping the secret? At the same time, Vincent returned to worrying again about how Alex truly felt about things. * * * A few minutes after Vincent had sat down again next to Ryan, I opened my bedroom door and found the two of them sitting pensively next to each other with their backs against the wall. Vincent still looked worried. Ryan's expression I couldn't read though. He looked worried too, but also oddly, a little guilty as well! It wasn't him I was worried about though, so I didn't pay much attention. "Hey guys, everything's cool. C'mon back in," I said, smiling. Quickly Vincent and Ryan scrambled to their feet and followed me into the room. As soon as Vincent saw Alex smiling, he relaxed noticeably. "Vincent!" Alex cried, suddenly getting serious. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make you feel bad, or worry you about anything! Jon and I had a good talk, and well, he made me finally realize how things really are. You don't have to worry about anything! It's YOU I'm in love with! Not Jon! Um.... I do love Jon, but... really only as a brother, and nothing more. But you, well... you're special - I love you as a boyfriend. So, I'm sorry if I made you worry. You don't have to. We're great! Everything's great!" By the time Alex stopped speaking, Vincent was smiling happily, and looking very relieved. "Um... do you mind if Vincent and I go home for a while?" Alex asked, suddenly looking antsy. "No problem," I said, smiling at him and winking. Quickly Alex leaped up off the bed, and stepped over to Vincent, and impulsively hugged him. As he hugged Vincent, I could hear Alex whispering in Vincent's ear, "I love you so much Vincent! And right now, I just need you inside me! Will you please come back to my house and make love to me?" Suddenly grinning exuberantly and with great relief, Vincent cried, "Sure!" Chuckling, I tossed each boy a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt. Then, quickly, as their penises both began to distend yet again, they pulled the dry clothing on over their naked bodies. By the time they had them on, both their penises were tenting the fronts of their pants. "We'll be back later!" Alex cried, grinning. Vincent just grinned and blushed as his cock flexed in my sweat pants. The boys ran out of my room then and down the stairs. A second later, we grinned as we heard the back door slam shut. * * * "I hope they remembered to put something on their feet!" Ryan said, his eyes getting a little big. Chuckling I peeked out the window and looked down at the boys. They were both dashing through the path we'd shoveled between our houses, wearing just their boots and the sweats I'd loaned them. "They grabbed their boots," I said. Then I grinned and added, "Thanks for helping me avoid yet another disaster!" Suddenly Ryan looked guilty again. As I peered questioningly at him, he blushed deeply, and looked even more guilty. "What's with you?" I asked, as I bent to pick up all the wet clothes. Ryan didn't reply as I picked up the laundry and I headed out into the hallway. "Well?" I asked, as I trotted down the stairs, carrying the pile, with Ryan on my heels. Still Ryan didn't respond. The clothes were cold and wet as I held them in my arms against my body, so I didn't stop to question Ryan, but dashed for the basement, and as soon as I got there, asked Ryan, who was still following me to pull the dryer open, which he did. Quickly I put the wet clothes in the dryer and closed the door, then set the timer and temperature and pushed the 'on' button. When I looked at Ryan finally, he was standing next to me looking completely distraught. "What's wrong?" I burst out, beginning to be extremely concerned. Ryan's jaw began to quiver and he looked ready to burst out crying. "WHAT?" I cried, getting very concerned. "I had sex with Vincent!" Ryan cried, in an anguished tone. He stared at me then through haunted eyes half-blinded by tears. "WHAT?" I cried again, not understanding at all what he was saying. "While we were in the hallway, Vincent and I sucked each other's dicks!" Ryan gasped, his face an expression of horror. As I looked incredulously at Ryan, what he was saying sank in, and I began to comprehend what it was he was telling me. "You had sex in the hallway with Vincent?" I asked, still incredulous. As tears began to run down Ryan's cheeks, he cried, "Yes! And I'm so sorry Jon! I know it was wrong! I promise it'll never happen again! He c-caught me b-by s-surprise, and I-I couldn't h-help myself!" For a moment, neither of us said anything, as I stared at Ryan, while tears flooded his eyes, and dribbled down over his quivering face. At first, when I finally realized what Ryan was telling me had happened, I felt a stabbing pain deep in the middle of my chest. But, as I thought more about what he'd said, in particular, about being caught by surprise, and about the fact that not enough time had passed for them to have done very much either, the pain eased a little, and I realized that probably Vincent had somehow ambushed Ryan. That of course reminded me of what had happened at Thanksgiving. Then of course I remembered how hurt Ryan had been by what I'd done with the boys. And I remembered then too, how much I'd actually done with them. Finally, I sighed, feeling completely deflated. "C'm'ere," I said, and I drew a completely surprised Ryan into my arms. He felt warm against my naked skin, but he was trembling noticeably as I wrapped my arms around him. Maybe some of it was from the chilly air in the basement, but I suspected it was mostly due to his crying. I hugged Ryan for a moment, then kissed the side of his neck. When I let go of him, he wasn't trembling as much, but he was still tearful, and he looked surprised that I wasn't angry. "Let's go upstairs where it's warmer, and you can tell me - slowly - exactly what happened. It'll be OK. I promise. Come on," I said. Still looking surprised, Ryan took my hand when I held it out to him, and let me lead him back upstairs, and all the way back up to my room, and my bed, where I invited him to join me under the covers. As we settled into the bed, I tugged on Ryan, to have him snuggle up to me, but he wouldn't. "You may not want me in your bed once you hear what happened," he said. Then quickly, and without pausing, he told me everything that had happened between himself and Vincent in the hallway, ending with a heartfelt apology for having participated at all in what happened, and a promise that he'd never do such a thing again, if I could ever forgive him. When Ryan stopped talking, he didn't look at me. Instead he stared straight up at the ceiling. As I looked at him, I thought about what he'd told me. As I lay looking at him, thinking, I saw his eyes filling with tears again, and his jaw starting to tremble again, and felt bad. "Hey!" I said, softly, and I reached over and wiped at a tear that broke from his left eye and began to trickle down the side of his face. "Don't cry Ry, it's all OK!" Ryan quickly snuffled deeply, then turned his head to look at me. He had a look of disbelief on his face. "I get what happened," I said. "You'll recall something like that happened to me with both of them at Thanksgiving... only I wasn't as strong as you were, and I let things go a lot further. You stopped it before it went very far at all! So... considering that, and considering you only had good intentions, and were caught off-guard, and well, hell - Vincent's truly a little 'hottie', so I can see anyone getting caught up in the moement with him... anyway, you don't have to apologize. I get it. You didn't mean for it to happen, but something did. You stopped it though, and it's over now, and you already said it won't happen again, so ... all's good! OK?" "You're letting me off that easy?" Ryan croaked. He looked shocked. "Sure," I said. "You forgave me for what I did. If you could do that for me, after what I did, well, this is nothing! All's good!" Suddenly Ryan reached over and threw his arms around me and buried himself against me and began sobbing, with relief! "Oh God I love you so much Jon! I'm so sorry!" he cried, as he sobbed. I couldn't help chuckling as I wrapped my arms around his quivering body and hugged him tightly to me. "It's OK!" I cooed. "Stop crying!" Ryan was so consumed by his emotions, he continued crying a minute or so longer though, before he could gain control of himself. "You boob!" I chuckled, when he'd finally stopped crying, but was still laying in my arms, sniffling. "I love you! All's good!" Ryan heaved a huge sigh of relief then. For a couple minutes, we lay snuggled together, both relaxing after the emotional roller coaster we'd been on. After a while though, I suddenly felt Ryan's penis getting harder as it lay pressed against mine. Instantly of course, mine began to stiffen as well. "How 'bout we go take a nice hot shower together?" I asked, grinning. "I don't deserve you Jon!" Ryan said, still looking apologetically at me. "HEY!" I cried. "That's over. And you most certainly do deserve me. Now... how 'bout we go get squeaky clean together?" "I'd love to!" Ryan purred, grinning hugely. "Let's go then!" I said, as my hardon flexed. Ryan's lurched in response and he chuckled. We got up then and Ryan followed me out of my room. * * * As we entered the bathroom, I quickly slipped my underpants off. Ryan did the same, and for a moment, we both stood grinning at each other, as our hardons stood at attention. When I couldn't stand it any longer, grinning devilishly at Ryan, I stepped into the shower, and he quickly followed me. As he closed the curtain, I turned on the water and adjusted the temperature. As soon as it was comfortable, I flipped the diverter, and quickly stood up, before the blast of spray shot out of the showerhead at me. A split second later, a cold spurt of water hit me, causing me to flinch. Quickly though the temperature of the water changed. "MMmmmmm...." I sighed, as finally, warm water sprayed all over me. Grinning, I pulled Ryan under the spray too, and he smiled as he wrapped his arms around me and tilted his head as he leaned in for a kiss. Smiling, I tilted my head the other direction, and then, for a minute, as we let the water wash over us, we kissed, as our penises flexed and began to fight a duel between us. I pressed my hips inward, and so did Ryan, and then as we continued kissing, we ground our pelvises hungrily against each other. When we finally broke our kiss, I grinned and picked up a bar of soap and told Ryan to step back and stand still. Smiling, he did as I asked, and I began to rub the bar of soap all over his body. Within a half minute or so, I'd covered Ryan in a sheen of slick soap. Quickly I set the bar of soap down and began to rub my hands all over him, lathering up the soap I'd rubbed on him. He giggled and twitched a little when I hit some ticklish spots, then breathed in deeply and closed his eyes, when I went to work on his penis and balls! His stiff cock throbbed in my hand as I slid it back and forth over its length, and I fondled his slippery scrotum with my other hand, washing his genitals thoroughly! When I tried to reach between his thighs, Ryan quickly spun around and leaned against the wall, pushing his hips back toward me, and spreading his feet as far apart as he could in the bottom of the tub. Smiling, I slid my hand between his buttocks and rubbed up and down through the valley of his crack, letting my middle finger dig into him, rubbing him firmly, as my hand went up and down, and over and over his anus, pushing and pulling on his fine dark anal hairs, as I thoroughly washed his groove. "MMmmmmmmm..." Ryan moaned, when I finally stopped and used just my fingertip to massage his rosebud. I was so hot for Ryan by then, I couldn't stop myself. Quickly I directed the shower spray at his ass, and rinsed him clean. Then, after turning the showerhead away again, I squatted down behind Ryan, and used both hands to spread his buttocks, then I pressed my face firmly up against his ass. "OHhhh!!" he gasped, when my tongue made contact with his pucker, and quickly he bent forward further, so that his buttock would flatten and spread open naturally for me. It also gave me easier access to his anus, which I knew he wanted me to continue pleasuring! Instantly I began licking over and over his tightly shut opening. At the same time, I reached between his thighs and gripped his still soaped-up penis, and began sliding my hand up and down it. "OHhhh fuckkk!" Ryan groaned as I masturbated and rimmed him at the same time. I worked on Ryan for a minute or so like that, until he grunted and said, "I want you to fuck me Jon!" I pulled away from Ryan's ass and grinned! Quickly I reached for a tube of lubricant I'd brought with me. Ryan flexed his kegel muscles a couple times as he waited for me to squeeze some lube into my hand. Quickly, I gripped my penis with my handful of lube and greased it up. Then, I reached for Ryan's ass again, and rubbed the remnants of the lubricant I'd squirted into the palm of my hand onto Ryan's asshole! "Mmmmm...." he moaned happily, as I rubbed the lube into the tiny creases of his pucker. "Awwww..." he gasped, as I pressed with my fingertip into the center of his hole, and slid my digit through his muscle, and up inside him. Ryan remained still, breathing deeply, and moaning happily occasionally, as I finger-fucked him then for a while! His groaning became louder and more insistent, when I twisted my hand around, and rubbed my fingertip back and forth over his prostate a few times. He groaned even louder when I stopped for a moment, then pressed a second finger up to his hole, and through his barrier as well. Again, I finger-fucked Ryan for a while, so he'd get used to being opened up so much. "I'm ready," Ryan moaned finally. "Give me your dick now!" I grinned as my cock flexed, then I pulled my fingers out of Ryan's hole. Quickly I stepped into place behind him, and held my glans up against his hole, then gently I pushed my hips forward. "OOOhhhhmmmm..." Ryan grunted, as I felt his sphincter give way, and his asshole open up to receive me. His grunt morphed into a happy moan and faded then, as I slid my erect member up inside him. I paused for a moment once I was fully inserted inside Ryan, to enjoy the feeling of his snug, warm tunnel, which completely enveloped me. Ryan gently squeezed me a couple of times with his ass muscles, as he turned his head and smiled at me. His nostrils were flaring with passion. I chuckled, then leaned in and we shared a brief kiss, which he broke after a moment, to ask me to begin fucking him. I was more than happy to oblige, and as he turned his head to face the shower wall, I began to pull back out of him. "Awwwmmmm..." He moaned happily a moment later, as I slid back up inside him. "God you have a great cock!" I chuckled again and immediately began sliding back out of him. Slowly then at first, but with steadily increasing speed, I shoved my hips forward, and pulled them backward, sliding the entire length of my stiff pole in and out of Ryan's hot, slick rectum, eliciting a continual string of purrs and moans of happiness from him! Soon, with my hands planted firmly on his hips, I was riding Ryan at a steady, normal fucking pace, as he leaned the side of his face, and top of his body up against the tiled wall of the shower, and held his hips pushed back toward me, with his feet spread as far apart on the tub floor as possible. His eyes were closed, and his face was red, probably due to a rise in his blood pressure. He was breathing heavily through his nose, and mouth, which was partially open, and every so often, I felt his sphincter attempt to clamp a little tighter around my member. Eventually, he reached down with his right hand and gripped his erection and began pumping it, as I fucked him. Happily then, for a couple of minutes, I continued steadily fucking Ryan, as he happily pumped his own cock, and we both enjoyed the sensual sensations that were raging through our bodies. While I gloried in the feeling of his intestinal walls gently clutching my manhood as it slid in and out of him, I knew Ryan was basking in the feeling of my cock rubbing back and forth over and over his prostate gland, and with the completion of each inward insertion of my penis inside him, the feeling of it touching him as deep up inside his body as possible. And so, as we both gasped for breath, while I pistoned my pelvis back and forth, and he jacked off, we luxuriated in our mutual pleasure, and my excitement level grew continually, as did Ryan's as well. As I fucked Ryan, I closed my eyes halfway, and in my mind, began to imagine what sensations he was feeling, as my stiffness slammed in and out of his asshole, stimulating him steadily to increasingly higher and higher levels of agitation. As I imagined the joyous waves of energy I knew he was experiencing, I moved closer and closer to my own climax! As our combined excitement grew, Ryan began breathing more heavily, and his soft grunts and mewing became louder and stronger. His hand motion sped up a little and his sphincter clenched me more often, and eventually, he began to pump his own hips back and forth a little, pounding his ass hungrily up against my pelvis as I shoved my cock deep inside him. I too began breathing more heavily, and at the same time, I began ramming my hips back and forth, roughly pumping my manhood in and out of Ryan's man cunt! For several seconds, I pounded violently in and out of Ryan, driving myself toward my peak, and at the same time, Ryan slammed his ass voraciously back and forth, and pounded his own cock, desperately craving his own release. "AAAAHHHHhhhh!!!" Ryan cried suddenly, and his hips stopped moving for a split second. I felt his anal ring grip my cock, as he blew a long thick streak of semen out his dick! It landed in glob, on the back wall of the tub, with a streak shooting off it upward and to the right, looking similar to a comet with a tail... or a sperm cell, I couldn't decide which. Almost instantly, Ryan began pumping his ass back and forth, and pounding on his cock again. Finally then, due to the onset of his orgasm, I too reached my climax, and as he gasped and gripped me for the second time, I groaned and flooded his insides with my own hot, sticky ejaculate! For a few seconds then, Ryan and I continued rutting against each other, both joyuously spasming over and over, until eventually, both of us became spent, and our orgasms quickly waned. I slowed my motions considerably then, and Ryan stopped moving altogether, but continued clutching his cock, as he leaned forward, becoming more fully plastered up against the wall, gasping for breath. My knees felt weak, so I leaned over him and wrapped my arms around his waist. As I held him, I noticed his body was trembling a little. For a while we remained coupled, as I moved slowly in and out of him. Ryan's anus feebily gripped at my shrinking cock several times, as both of us flexed involuntarily expelling the dregs of our jism. Finally, when my dick shrank to nearly its normal flacid state, it slid out of Ryan's hole, when he again flexed. I released my hold on Ryan then and straightened up. I felt wonderful, but a bit weak in the knees yet. "Wow!" Ryan gasped softly, as he too tried to straighten up. "You OK?" I asked. I was a little concerned for him, because we'd never fucked each other quite so violently before. "Yeah," he replied, sounding a little daunted. He smiled slightly though, and added, "Damn that was awesome!" "Yeah," I said, snorting and smiling at him. "You sure your ass is OK? I didn't mean to be so rough!" "I was bumping you just as much as you were rutting on me," he said, and he chuckled. "I'm OK... Must still be open though. I can feel your stuff drooling down the backs of my thighs!" Quickly, because I was worried I might've hurt him and it could be blood, I bent and checked out Ryan's ass. He was right though, it was just my semen trickling back out of him. When I straightend up again, I smiled and said, "Guess I dumped a good load in you!" "Feels that way," he said, smiling back at me. Still smiling, I stepped back under the spray from the showerhead. I was surprised the water was still warm. "I'm gonna wash up quick, so you can too, before the hot water's all gone," I said. "'K," Ryan said. "I'll just stand here and drain a little more!" We both chuckled, as I reached for a bottle of shampoo. Quickly then, I washed and rinsed. As soon as I was finished, I stepped out of the shower, so Ryan could wash up. He managed to finish rinsing off, just as the water started to turn cold. "Damn good timing!" he exclaimed, grinning, as he emerged from the shower. I waited then for Ryan to dry off, then we went to my room and got dry clothes out and got dressed. "You hungry?" I asked, as we both finished dressing. "Yup," Ryan said. "I could eat a bear!" "How 'bout we call the guys and see if they are too? We could order some pizza together!" I suggested. "Sounds good to me!" Ryan agreed. "Cool!" I said. "C'mon." We went downstairs then. * * * When we got down to the kitchen, I grabbed my cell phone, which was lying on the kitchen table, and called over to Alex's house to see if they were interested in joining us for some pizza. Both were more than exuberant over the idea, as they too were hungry, and said they'd be right over. A couple minutes later, still wearing just my sweats and their boots, they burst through the kitchen door. Both looked very happy, and had rosy cheeks, whether from the chilly temperature they'd just run through, or if they'd been having fun too, I wasn't positive. I figured it was probably a combination of both though! "What?" Alex asked, as we grinned at them. We both chuckled and I said, "Can't tell what you were up to!" "What?? What'd you expect? And how can you tell by just looking at us?" Alex asked. Chuckling I said, "You're both red-faced yet!" "And you can't stop grinning!" Ryan added, grinning back at them. "Well, I'd say you guys have the same problem!" Vincent snorted. Ryan and I broke up laughing then, and the boys joined in. I changed the subject then, and we decided on what kind of pizzas to order, and while I phoned in the order, Alex and Vincent ran downstairs to retrieve their clothes from the dryer. Thoughtfully, they brought our's, which were also dry, upstairs as well. I took the basket Alex had put them in, from him, and went up to my room with it. When I came back downstairs just a minute later, I found Ryan and the boys sitting around the table, all looking at each other. Vincent looked upset, while Alex looked as if he was gloating a little, and Ryan was looking disapprovingly at Alex. "What's going on?" I asked. Nobody said anything for a moment, then finally, Ryan said, "Alex just told me that Vincent told him about how we had sex earlier." Vincent suddenly looked like he was going to throw up, and Alex looked incredulous, and a little worried. I looked blandly at Ryan for a minute, then at the boys. Vincent looked like he wanted to slide under the table, and Alex looked completely uncertain as to what to say or do. "It's amazing how nobody can keep their mouths shut around here," I said, finally. Then, as if nothing had happened, I stepped over to the cabinet and opened it to get some plates out. When I turned around, all three of them were looking at me. Vincent looked confused, and guilty yet. Alex sighed and gave me a knowing look. And Ryan kind of shrugged at me. "So you already knew!" Alex said. "We don't keep secrets from each other," I said, simply. "We don't either," Alex quipped, quickly. I snorted and smiled, and he smiled then too. Vincent looked confused, so I smiled at him and said, "It's OK Vincent. Ryan explained, and I get it. He also told me about the talk you'd had. So... everything's OK." Vincent looked surprised, but then a moment later, he looked very relieved. I was surprised when his eyes suddenly looked watery. "I'm sorry Jon," he said, in a soft, cracking voice. I chuckled as I set the stack of plates down in the middle of the table. Then, I reached over and mussed Vincent's hair and said, "I told you, it's OK. End of story." Vincent smiled broadly and blinked several times, as I turned to get napkins, and forks and knives out. "Are we OK too?" I heard Ryan say. When I turned, I saw him looking at Alex. "Yeah," Alex said. "I know he came onto you... and well... I'd started it all anyway, so... anything that happened with you two, well, it's OK.... I, well, I just kinda wish now that maybe you and me had had a little fun too! We're the only ones who haven't done anything with each other!" "Oh Jesus Christ," I muttered, as Ryan blushed, and a goofy smile spread over his lips. "It's OK with me if you wanta," Vincent piped up. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Well," he said, blushing and looking guilty again. "I just thought, you know, maybe it'd even things up, and EVERYONE would've been...." He trailed off, as I continued looking pointedly at him. "It's not that I wouldn't want to have some fun with you if the circumstances were different," Ryan said, looking at Alex. "But I think we've all talked about this enough, so we understand that we're two separate couples now, right? And... well... there is the age thing too!" "Well, age never stopped Jon," Alex began. Then, as I glared at him, he quickly added, "but, I get what you're saying. And it's OK." "Besides," Ryan said. "It's really kind of better this way. You and Jon have your special 'brotherly' relationship, and well... now Vincent and I kind of have that a little bit too... so... it really is more or less 'even' then!" "So, is this settled once and for all then?" I asked, smiling at Ryan, who smiled back at me. "Uh huh," both boys said, dully, when I glanced at them, as Ryan nodded in agreement. "Good! Then, we don't need to discuss it anymore then!" I said. "I hear you guys like video games," Ryan announced then, looking at the boys. Both their faces lit up, and a lively discussion about the various games we all liked followed. Shortly afterward, the pizzas arrived, and after we ate, we went up to my room and settled in for the afternoon, and played some video games together. By the end of the afternoon, Alex's and my relationship seemed to have settled back into our comfortable brotherly love relationship, and I was both happy and intrigued to see that Ryan and Vincent, neither of whom had a brother, seemed to have begun to develop a special bond with each other as well. I was happy for them! Alex seemed to have noticed, and seemed happy about it as well. * * * That evening, as it was New Year's Eve, all of us (Me, Ryan, my Mom, Alex, his mother, and Vincent and his parents) all went to "First Night"! Thankfully, it had stopped snowing, and even had warmed up a bit, making it a truly beautiful evening to be out on the town, walking from venue to venue to be entertained. The highlight of course was when everyone gathered in the park by the river to watch the fireworks together. First we had the countdown to the stroke of midnight though, and then as the church bells in town began to toll, everyone cheered, and the fireworks began, along with the new year! They went on for about 20 minutes, and were truly spectacular, especially the grand finale! When the fireworks were over, we all headed back to the parking lot where we'd parked our cars. On the way, we came across a doughnut shop that was still open. "Can we stop so I can pee?" Alex piped up suddenly. "Do you really have to go, or are you just hoping we'll get something to eat?" his mother asked, knowingly. "Both?!?!?" Alex said, hopefully. Vincent's mother chuckled and said, "Actually, I wouldn't mind making a pit stop myself!" "Cool!" Alex cried, and without waiting for any further conversation, he grabbed the door handle and pulled the door open. Thinking quickly, he held the door open wide for the women to pass through, which they all did, with smiles on their faces. Once the ladies had gone through, Alex stepped into the doorway and held it open yet for Vincent, who fell in behind him. Chuckling, Vincent's father grabbed the door and motioned for Ryan and I to go in ahead of him. The women had all headed immediately toward the rest rooms. Alex and Vincent followed. Ryan looked at me, and I chuckled and pointed toward the rest rooms. "I'll get in line," Vincent's father volunteered. I waved in response, as I followed Ryan. Alex and Vincent were the only two in the men's room when we arrived. They were standing side by side at the urinals, relieving themselves. Quickly Ryan and I joined them, taking a urinal on either side of them. "Nice!" Alex gushed, and I looked over at him. He was looking down into Ryan's urinal, checking him out. "Alex!" I barked. "What? I haven't gotten to check him out yet!" Alex complained. Then grinning devilishly, he added, "He's got a nice one!" "So do you!" Ryan said, saucily then. "Do you really have to massage it so much to get the residual pee out though?" Our heads all spun back to Ryan, and we all laughed as we realized he was getting even with Alex, by checking him out too. His face tinging a little, Alex, didn't know what to say at first. Thinking quick though, he suddenly said, "Well, I just wanted you to see it in its full glory!" Ryan smirked a little, but I noticed he did take a good look down in front of Alex. "Well, it certainly is a glorious one!" he said finally. Then chuckling, he put his own penis back in his pants and zipped up. Chuckling, Vincent and I also stowed our cocks and zipped up. "Damn!" Alex gasped, as he had to bend forward and stick his butt backward in order to cram his nearly full blown hardon back into his fly. We all laughed heartily. "Hey you!" Ryan said then, catching my arm. "I never got my Happy New Year's kiss!" Grinning, I grabbed him and threw my arms around him and we fell into a kiss. "Me either!" Vincent cried, and suddenly he and Alex fell into each other's arms and began kissing each other. Ryan and I smiled as we kissed. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Vincent reaching down and squeezing Alex's buttocks. Then, I noticed the door to the men's room open. Suddenly I saw Vincent's father stop short and stare in shock at the boys as they groped each other while they kissed. Quickly he let the door fall shut, before anyone else noticed. Instantly, I pushed Ryan away, who looked confused. "Gonna check the line," I said, and I gave Ryan a serious look. "Uh...OK - I gotta wash my hands yet," he said, looking curiously at me. Alex and Vincent were still in each others' arms, practically dry-humping each other by then. I nodded in their direction and Ryan caught my intention. He seemed to realize then, as I headed to the door, that we'd been caught by someone. "Guys!" I heard him saying as I left the men's room. Vincent's father was standing in the line again, his face a little paler than earlier. Quickly I walked over to him. "Um..." I began, but didn't know what to say. Finally I asked, "Are you OK?" "Yup!" he responded, and he looked at me, not sure what to say himself. For a moment we looked at each other awkwardly. "Um, I guess then that Vincent and Alex are like you and Ryan?" he asked, looking at me with an unreadable expression on his face. "I-I really think that's something for you to discuss with Vincent," I said. "But... would it matter to you if they are?" He looked at me for a moment, then said, "Jon, I'm not a bigot in any way. And I don't have anything against gays. I'm not going to lie to you though. It's fine with me that you might be gay, but if Vincent is, I'm not going to be happy about it. That doesn't mean I'm going to stop loving him or supporting him though. He's my son and I love him no matter what. I-I just wish he wouldn't turn out that way though... because it's going to be so much harder for him if he is!" "I'm glad you feel that way," I said. He looked surprised. "Believe me. Being gay, you find out fast how much harder life is going to be. But as long as your parents still love you and are there for you, it really makes it so much easier!" I said. I heard the others coming then, and was surprised when he quickly said, "Please let's just keep this to ourselves for now, OK?" "Sure," I said, smiling. He smiled back at me, but through it I could detect the sadness in his eyes yet. "Well, I'm heading to the men's room now," he said, smiling a forced smiled. "Get me an eclair and a cup of black coffee OK?" His wife nodded, and smiling, took his spot in line, as he headed off the men's room. "Everything OK?" Ryan asked in whisper, as soon as he could sidle over to me. "Uh huh," I said. Shortly then, we all had gotten some doughnuts and hot drinks. We sat down and ate, and visited for a few minutes. Then, we left and went back to the cars. Alex went home with Vincent and his parents, where he was going to spend the night. I looked questioningly at Vincent's father. He just smiled and nodded. Alex's mother climbed in our car with us, and we drove home then. Back at the house, we said good night to Alex's mother, and she went home. As we walked into our house, my mother announced she was tired, and was heading to bed, so we said good night to her too. Once she'd headed upstairs, I smiled at Ryan and said, "How 'bout we start our private celebration now?" He grinned then as I reached in the refrigerator for a bottle of champagne I'd chilled for us earlier. "Oh baby!" Ryan growled, and he grinned at me. Quickly, we dashed up the stairs to my room then. * * * As soon as we entered my room, Ryan shut and locked the door, while I turned on the electric blanket to warm the bed up. Ryan stepped across the room then and shut the curtains, while I opened the bottle of champagne. The cork gave a loud "Pop" as I forced it out of the bottle. Quickly I held it up and sucked the bit of foam that bubbled up out of the top of the bottle, off its neck. "Don't drink all of it now!" Ryan cautioned, smiling. Chuckling I held the bottle aloft and toasted "Happy New Year!" "Happy New Year!" Ryan said, wrapping his hand around mine. Together we lowered the bottle and Ryan let go of my hand. I took a quick swig of bubbly, then handed Ryan the bottle and he took a long draught from it. "Ahhhh..." he exclaimed, grinning as he lowered the bottle. "Nice!" "Agreed!" I said, grinning in return. "You got something nicer down here though!" Ryan said, and he cupped my crotch in his hand and gave my genitals a gentle squeeze. "Likewise!" I said, gripping his junk and fondling it as well. I could feel Ryan's hardon forming through his pants. I'm sure he could feel mine too. Snickering, Ryan said, "How 'bout we get out of these clothes now?" "Most definitely!" Jon cried softly. Quickly then, we both stripped, until we were completely nude. "That's more like it!" Ryan said, grinning as he eyed my boner, which was pointing straight toward him. "Oh yeah!" I said, grinning as Ryan's hardon bobbed up and down a couple times. Ryan picked up the champagne and took another drink from the bottle, then handed it to me. I too took another swig. "I wonder how cum and champagne taste together?" Ryan said, and instantly he sank down onto his knees and devoured my stiffness. "Oh fuck!" I gasped. "I so hope you're intending to find out!" Ryan gagged as he snickered while he continued sliding up and down my cock. He gave me a gentle slap on the left buttock in answer. I stood still then, marveling at Ryan's technique, as his head bobbed back and forth, twisting left, then right, then left, then right again, as he sucked up and down on my raging bone. Of course, within a few seconds of beginning to blow me, Ryan also slid his hand between my thighs, and began to stroke my ass crack with his finger. Grinning, I spread my feet apart, and instantly, I felt Ryan's finger invading my crevice. Then, for a couple of minutes, Ryan gently, but expertly slid up and down my rod, sensually sucking on me, while his finger tickled my pucker, and all the while, my excitement increased. As Ryan noticed my balls pulling up against my body, and an increase in how heavily I was breathing, he began moving his mouth up and down my pole a bit faster, and he pushed hard against the center of my anus. I gasped when he penetrated my sphincter, and slid his digit up into me. I groaned when the tip of his finger began to prod and massage my gland! Ryan worked on me for another minute or so, as I got more and more worked up. Finally, I began to tense up all over, and Ryan began working on me even faster and with more pressure, causing me to fly over the top! "OHHHhhhh!!!" I gasped, as I grasped his head and emptied my loins into Ryan's mouth. He continued working on me, pumping and rubbing away, as for the next few seconds, I spasmed again and again, pumping more and more semen into his mouth, and down his throat. When my orgasm finally ended, instead of continuing to suck on me, Ryan stopped for a moment, leaving his finger up my ass, and grabbed the bottle of Champagne, and took a swig. Grinning up at me, he swirled the bubbling wine around in his mouth, along with the remnants of my semen. "Ah!" he gasped, smiling broadly a moment later, having swallowed. "I think we've invented a new 'cock'tail!" I laughed at the pun, then moaned softly, as he returned to sucking on my shrinking phallus for a few more strokes. Finally, after I'd trembled and oozed a bit more semen, Ryan pulled off me, and slid his finger from my ass. Quickly he again took a swig of champagne, and swirled it around in his mouth with the dregs of my jism. "Mmmmm.... Definitely very nice!" he said, grinning. "Well," I smiled, as he stood back up. "How 'bout I find out for myself!" "I was hoping you'd suggest that!" Ryan said, smiling broadly. I then sank to my knees in front of him, and proceeded to give him the same pleasure he'd just given me. And like he'd done, after he was done cumming, I too tried a swig of Champagne with his cum. He was right! It did taste good! * * * We both began yawning then, and decided to take what was left of our bottle of bubbly to bed. Quickly we crawled under the covers and snuggled together. As we lay there yawning, and passing the bottle back and forth, Ryan suddenly asked, "By the way... what happened back at the doughnut shop between you and Vincent's father?" "Oh, yeah," I said. "That!" Ryan looked curiously at me. Quickly then I told him about Vincent's father walking in on us in the bathroom, and seeing Vincent and Alex kissing, and groping each other. "Oh shit!" Ryan gasped. "No. I think it's OK," I said, and I told him the rest, about our conversation in line, before the others came back. "So, do you think Vincent's father meant it when he said he was OK with it then?" Ryan asked. "I got the impression he was being sincere about it," I said. "I sure hope so," Ryan said. "If not, it's gonna be rough on both Vincent and Alex!" "I know," I said. "Still... I get the idea it's all good!" "Hope so," Ryan said, and he downed another swig of Champagne, then handed it back to me and said, "here, finish it!" Smiling, I quickly drained the rest of the bottle, as Ryan yawned. His yawn was infectious, and I too yawned then. "Time to sleep," he said, in a drowsy voice. Chuckling, I set the bottle on the floor, then reached for the light and switched it off. "G'night Ry," I said. "G'night Jon," Ryan murmured and he snuggled into me. Within minutes, we were both fast asleep. * * * When I woke up, I was lying on my side. Ryan was spooned up behind me, and I felt his hand gently fondling my morning wood, as his arm dangled over me. "Guess you're horny!" I groaned, as I twisted over onto my back. "Always!" Ryan said, grinning at me. He looked wide away, and his eyes were sparkling. Quickly, before I could say anything, he pulled the covers off me, and crawled down the bed and got between my legs. Smiling, and yawning as I stretched, I spread my legs apart for him, and a moment later drew my breath in sharply, as I felt his hot wet mouth envelop my manhood and begin sliding up and down on it. "Oh fuck that feels fine," I groaned, smiling, and I spread my legs just a bit further apart, while Ryan continued gently fellating me. As I laid there marveling over what a wonderful way it was to wake up, Ryan continued pleasuring me. It felt awesome! I was surprised when a minute later, Ryan stopped sucking and fondling me and sat up, smiling at me with wet lips. As his smile broadened, he reached for my tube of lubricant, which was lying on the night stand on his side of the bed. As my penis flexed, he quickly opened it and squirted some into the palm of his hand. Then, as I watched, he grabbed my still wet cock and began lubricating it. His soft hand with its firm grip felt awesome as he slid his fist deftly up and down the length of my shaft. He stopped after a few strokes, then twisted around and reached down under himself and wiped his hand on his ass. As he did, I saw his dick stiffen and stand at complete attention for a second. His piss slit was already wet with anticipation. I continued grinning at him, and he grinned down at me, as he suddenly lifted first one leg, then the other, and quickly straddled me, scooting up further, so that his ass was aligned with my hips. Then, twisting and looking down and behind him again, he reached for my stiffness. Quickly, as his smile faded and he suddenly looked serious, Ryan pointed the tip of my greased cock at his anus, and he sat back on it. Gingerly then, he pressed downward with his ass, and drew in his breath. I felt his sphincter relax as it encircled the tip of my dick. Then, a moment later, it relaxed futher, and gave way. "Awwww..." Ryan gasped and moaned, as I felt his hot body begin to sink down over my stiff tool, slowly swallowing the entire length of my shaft. Ryan paused for a moment and breathed in deeply when his ass cheeks pressed gently against the front of my hips. I felt his sphincter grip at my shaft, and involuntarily, I flexed a few times, bringing a slight smile to Ryan's face. A moment later then, Ryan began to slide back up off me. When he was almost all the way off again, he reversed his motion, and his body sank back downward. He groaned softly, as he impaled himself fully again on my manhood. Slowly and gently then, Ryan began to fuck himself on me, as I lay under him. Smiling, I reached up and began to flick the tips of his nipples with my fingers. He gasped and a more passionate look swept over his face, which became redder due to his increased blood pressure. He began fucking up and down faster and harder then, and leaned forward placing one hand on each of my shoulders, gripping me tightly, as he began swiftly riding up and down on my continually flexing dick. With each of Ryan's downward thrusts, he grunted, and the tip of his penis began to ooze more pre-cum. At the same time, I began to feel my own orgasm forming. Still smiling, but breathing more heavily, and feeling as if my face was suddenly warmer than usual, I abandoned Ryan's left nipple, but kept on flicking his right one. With my right hand, I reached behind Ryan, and wiped his ass a little, letting some of the excess lube coat the palm of my hand. Then grinning, as I felt my orgasm beginning to build, I reached between us and gripped Ryan's rigid boner. "AWwwwww..." he gasped, as I began to slide my somewhat slippery hand up and down his organ, while he continued wildly fucking himself on me. For a minute or two then, we continued copulating that way. While Ryan rode me, I jerked him off and lightly flicked his nipple. Both of us became more and more frenzied, as both our levels of excitement rose. Soon, both of us were gasping and grunting, and as I looked into Ryan's half-crazed eyes, I knew he was fighting to hold back as long as possible. I couldn't help my hips from starting to pump up and down a little then too. Then, suddenly I too was fighting to keep from cumming! Ryan rode me faster and harder still then, and I started pumping on his cock even harder. At the same time, I pinched his nipple hard. "AAWWWWW!!!" I heard him gasp, and felt him squeeze my shaft. Suddenly, a streak of white shot from his cock and landed on my face, in a streak that began just under my right eye, and stretched over my nose, partially blocking my right nostril, then it continued down over my lips and chin, where the tail end of it trickled down to my neck. As Ryan gasped and blew a second load, I opened my mouth to lick what had landed on my lips. As luck would have it, I got not only that, but the top of his second glob of ejaculate too! As soon as the taste of Ryan's semen hit my tongue, as he continued wildly riding me, and I continued pumping his cock, I too suddenly blew over the edge, and blasted a huge load of hot jism deep up inside his bowels as he slammed himself down onto me again. In the same instant, Ryam spasmed again as well. Together, we fucked each other passionately for another several seconds, until first Ryan's, then my own orgasm began to die. My hips stopped moving, and as Ryan slowed his pace, rutting up and down on me, I too slowed my handjob I was giving him. We continued pleasuring each other for a half minute or so yet, as we both had several anticlimatic spasms of joy, each oozing a bit more cum. Finally, Ryan stopped altogether and sank down on me. I stopped pumping his already shrinking dick, and we stared into each other's eyes, both smiling joyously. "Damn!" Ryan gasped, aa his smile morphed into a full grin. "That was awesome!" "Oh yeah!" I agreed looking up at him and grinning. He was covered in a slight sheen of sweat, and I could tell I was too. For a minute, we remained in that position, Ryan sitting straddling me, with my shrinking cock still up his ass, effectively halting any leakage that might occur. "Think we could just go shower now?" he asked finally. "Sounds like a good idea to me!" I said, grinning. Quickly Ryan got off me and off the bed and stood up. I got up then too. Ryan snickered when he looked at me. "What?" I asked. "Nothing. Just you look hilarious covered in streaks of my jizz!" he said. I chuckled and said, "Well if we don't get moving, you'll look more hilarious trying to keep mine from drooling back out of you!" Instantly Ryan's smile faded, as I just grinned at him and waggled my eyebrows up and down. "C'mon then, let's go!" he said. Quickly then, we ran across the hall, and into the bathroom. While I got things ready for our shower, Ryan sat on the toilet and let my spunk drain back out of him. By the time I was ready to shower, he was ready too, so together we quickly jumped into the shower, where we spent several minutes washing each other. Our orgasm we'd shared a few minutes earlier had been so intense, neither of us was interested in, or ready for another round quite yet, so we didn't fool around in the shower, deciding we could just go back to bed for a while, and do it again a little later, which is exactly what we did! * * * Later, when we finally went downstairs, we were surprised when my mother told us that Vincent's parents had invited Alex's mother and the three of us to join them and Vincent and Alex to their house for New Year's Dinner, and that since we didn't have any plans that she was aware of, she had accepted the invitation. In fact, as she told us, she was busy making a side dish to take along for the dinner. Ryan and I looked at each other, each feeling a little uneasy after what had happened the previous night with Vincent's father. Fortunately, we didn't have too long to worry about what might happen. We were due at their house already in an hour! So, instead of having anything to eat, which we'd planned to do, we went back upstairs and got ready to go. At the appointed time, Alex's mom came over and joined us and we drove to Vincent's house. As soon as we arrived, I could see that both boys were excited. They were nearly bouncing up and down they were so excited. As soon as we got our coats off, Vincent cried, "C'mon up to my room for a minute!" I was surprised when he grabbed Ryan's sleeve and tugged on it. "C'mon!" Alex added grinning at me. Not sure what was going on, but not really having a choice either, Ryan and I quickly followed Vincent and Alex, as they bounded up the stairs. As soon as we were inside Vincent's room, he shut the door, and motioned for us to sit down on his bed. Alex sat next to me, and Ryan sat on the other side of me. Vincent pulled the chair from his desk over and sat down straddling it, facing the back of it as he faced the three of us. He wore the biggest grin I'd ever seen on his face. Instantly then, both he and Alex launched into telling us how Vincent's father had told them about catching them making out in the bathroom at the doughnut shop, and how he'd gone on to say it was OK with him and Vincent's mother, that Vincent was gay! As what they were telling us became evident, a smile spread across my face, and I felt Ryan visibly relax a little. I knew he was as relieved as I was that Vincent's father had come through, and not backed down on what he'd told me about being accepting of his son's orientation! As he finished up, Vincent gushed, "They still love me just the same!" "That's fantastic!" I cried, as Vincent's eyes glistened. Suddenly Ryan cried "Yes!" and impulsively leaped up and grabbed Vincent, who'd also leaped up. As Ryan hugged Vincent tightly, and Vincent hugged him back equally as ecstatically, Alex and I looked on, a little surprised. After a moment, I couldn't help nudging Alex, and grinning and nodding at Vincent and Ryan, I said, "I'm really happy how close they seem to have gotten, so quickly." "Yeah," Alex said, still looking a little surprised, but smiling happily as well. Suddenly, Alex turned and asked me if I'd known about Vincent's father catching them in the men's room at the doughnut shop. "Yeah," I said, as I felt my face warm up a little. "Sorry about that. I know I should've given you a heads up, but, there wasn't an opportunity between then and now." "It's OK," Alex said. "It all worked out OK." I smiled at him, grateful that he didn't care I hadn't gotten to warn them. For a few minutes then, the four of us all marveled over the fact that all of our parents knew we were gay, and that none of them had turned against us - in fact, they'd all let us know how much they loved and supported us just the same. "It's truly amazing!" Ryan said. "Most gays aren't as lucky as we are!" "I know," Vincent said. "I was terrified that my father would hate me forever when he found out!" "Well, I'm glad it turned out like it did, for all of us!" I said. Just then we heard the doorbell ring. "Wonder who that is?" Vincent said, as a curious look spread over his face. "HEY GUYS!" we heard Vincent's mother calling up the stairs. "C'mon down for a minute!" "COMING!" Vincent hollered back, as we all got up. As we walked down the stairs, Ryan suddenly cried, "Oh my God! Mom! Dad! What're you doing here?" All four of us were surprised to find Ryan's parents standing in the living room with our parents, taking off their coats. "Son!" Ryan's father cried, turning to face us, grinnning. "Ryan!" Ryan's mother cried, also looking our way and smiling broadly as well. As our parents all laughed, she continued, "Vincent's parents called and invited us to drive up and join you all for dinner. Since we didn't have any plans, and the snow has finally stopped, we decided it would be a great time to meet everyone we haven't met yet!" Still looking surprised, but smiling happily, Ryan quickly began introducing his parents to everyone. For several minutes then, everyone stood around talking with everyone else. Neither Ryan or I could stop smiling as we watched how well, his parents and my mother seemed to be getting along. I also noticed that Alex and Vincent were watching their parents equally as critically as we were, and both of them seemed very happy over how well their parents were getting along too. Soon, the women adjourned to the kitchen, where they all worked together to finish cooking our dinner. At the same time, I noticed that Ryan's father and Vincent's father settled down together in the corner of the living room, near the fire, with glasses of whiskey that Vincent's father had poured for them. As Vincent showed us a few of his presents that he'd gotten, which were still under the tree, I watched out of the corner of my eye, as the two men talked. Occasionally I caught faint snippets of their conversation. They were talking about being fathers of gay boys, and I could tell that Ryan's dad was giving Vincent's dad a little advice. When vincent's dad happened to glance over at us, and saw me watching them, he suddenly looked a little embarrassed, but he smiled back at me when I smiled and nodded at him. I looked away then and focused on what Vincent was saying. Shortly afterward, Vincent's mother stepped into the room and announced that dinner was served. Quickly, we all followed her into the dining room, where the rest of our mothers were waiting for us. The women had prepared a delicious meal. I couldn't help grinning when Alex, who'd sat across from me, reached over with his foot and tapped me, then nodded toward a full wine glass in front of him, and another in front of Vincent as well. "Yes boys," Vincent's father said, looking at the two of them. "You may each have a glass of wine with your dinner today too. He hadn't sat down yet, although the rest of us had. Smiling he picked up his glass and said, "I believe we should have a toast!" Smiling back at him, we all lifted our glasses as well. What happened then surprised the hell out of me and Ryan, and Alex and Vincent. After toasting the new year and wishing everyone health, happiness, and prosperity, Vincent's father looked specifically at Vincent and Alex, and me and Ryan, and said, "And now, we, your parents, would like to toast the four of you fine young men. We want you to know how much we love you, regardless of your orientation! The fact that you're gay doesn't change how much we love you, and we want you to know you'll always have our love and support! We wish the four of you nothing but good health and great happiness in this new year, and in all those that follow!" As the four of us sat looking a little stunned, the other adults all chimed in with "Here Here!" Although we all had lumps in our throats, I think Vincent's was probably the largest, as he sat smiling radiantly, valiantly blinking back the tears that glistened in his eyes, and threatened to leak out and dribble down his cheeks. My own eyes welled up a little too, as I looked around the table at each of our parents, and saw that they were all smiling genuinely, and lovingly at all of us! Knowing how it can be for many gay kids, when they come out to their parents, I couldn't believe the luck the four of us had had in the past week, as we each came out, or were outted in different ways to our parents, and although it wasn't easy in some cases, in particular when Alex's mom found out, in the end, it had all turned out wonderfully. All our parents, even Alex's mother, were all beaming happily and proudly at us, their children, and all genuinely meant it when they told us they still loved us, no matter what! If only it was like this for all gay children, the world would be as it should be! "OK, let's eat before it gets cold!" Vincent's mother cried suddenly, breaking my train of thought. Swallowing the lumps in our throats, we all grinned and began reaching for some food. The rest of the afternoon was spent happily eating and visiting together. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Alex's Story I was glad Jon and Ryan made it home safely, and for a while after they hustled into Jon's house, I waited, expecting a call from him or his Mom, inviting us to dinner. "What's wrong?" my mother asked, as I watched her setting 2 places for just her and me at our kitchen table. "Nothing," I said, and I sighed. "I told you earlier, Jon's mom wanted to have a quiet dinner at their house, for just the three of them," Mom said, guessing why I was disappointed. "I know," I said. "Well, then get some silverware and knapkins out for us," she said, and she went back to her cooking. Sighing again, I stepped over to the drawer we keep our silverware in, and got some out, then pulled a couple of knapkins out of the knapkin holder and trudged back to the table and finished setting it. My evening wasn't going at all as I'd hoped. First, although Vincent had made it home finally, he couldn't come over. Then, Jon and Ryan finally arrived home, but Jon's mother was keeping them all to herself! And it was snowing to boot! So, in the morning, there'd be snow to clear yet again! "We're ready to eat," Mom announced, breaking into my thoughts. We sat down then, and quietly ate the meal she'd made. Meatloaf and potatoes and salad. It was good. I was still disappointed though that nobody called or came over... especially Vincent. As we were eating, he popped into my mind, and as I chewed my food, I day-dreamed about me and Vincent getting busy. Of course, my cock was straining against my pants before long, so on top of my disappointment, I was physically uncomfortable, and extremely horny! After we ate, I volunteered to rinse the dishes and load the dishwasher, hoping to keep my crotch either pressed up against the kitchen cabinets, or at least pointing away from Mom, so she wouldn't notice my obvious arousal. She was a little surprised, but happily accepted, and after helping me stack the dirty dishes on the counter, went about putting away the left-overs, while I worked on the dishes, and kept my bulge hidden. As we watched some TV afterward, I held a pillow pressed down on my lap with one hand. while, with the other, which was under the pillow, I gripped my stiff rod, through my pants, and squeezed and massaged it. If Mom noticed or realized what I was doing, she never let on. Thankfully, as the show we were watching neared its conclusion, I got a text message on my cell phone from Vincent! "Hey! I'm horny and alone in my room! Can you get on Skype?" he texted. Grinning, I texted back that I'd get on my computer in a few minutes. A few minutes later, when the show ended, I made a point of yawning and stretching, although I couldn't get up to stand up and stretch and really put on a show, because of the huge tent I was pitching! "You should go to bed early tonight," Mom said. "You've been doing a lot of physical work, clearing snow all week, and there's gonna be more tomorrow." "Good idea," I said, trying to sound tired, and yawning again. Quickly I got up and spun away, so she wouldn't see my bulge. I pretended to be straightening a blanket that had slid off the back of the couch a little. "'K...g'night," I said, and I yawned again. "Good night Dear," she replied, picking up the TV remote and pointing it at the TV, and pressing a button, to switch channels. Quickly, I scampered up the stairs. I dashed first into the bathroom, because I had to pee. Since my cock was solid as a rock, instead of trying to just open the fly on my pants to extract it, I opened my belt, and completely opened my pants and pulled them and my underwear part way down, finally unleashing my caged hardon! Then, since I was hard, I had to lean over the toilet, so that I could point my dick down toward the center of the bowl. Finally, I had to push a little to get my stream going. It stung a little, because I was hard, and I had to go so bad and was pushing so much, but patiently I stood awkwardly bending over the toilet, until I'd finished urinating. By the time I'd finished, my dick was actually beginning to soften a little. As I massaged it to get the last of my piss out of my urethra, it quickly hardened up again though. And it flexed in my hand, when I thought about what Vincent and I would be doing in a minute or two! Grinning, I pulled my pants up over me, but didn't close them. Instead I held them up , open, with my left hand so they covered my genitals and ass, in case my mother happened to be in the hallway outside. Quickly I flushed, then headed for my room, still holding my pants up and closed over me. As I dashed across the hallway, I heard the TV downstairs, and realized I might as well have stripped completely in the bathroom, as Mom was still down there watching TV. Whatever! Quickly I stepped into my room, shut and locked the door, and stripped naked. Then, I quickly stepped over to my desk and totally nude, I sat down on the chair in front of the desk and started my computer. When it came up a moment later, I quickly started Skype, and a moment later, Vincent was calling me on it! "Hey!" he cried, as soon as we were connected. We grinned at each other. He was apparently naked too, at least the portion of his body that I was seeing on the screen was. And, God he looked great! I so wished I was right there with him! My cock flexed with desire. "I been waitin' for you!" Vincent said, grinning at me. Quickly he stood up and backed up slightly, so that the webcam on his computer was aimed at and focused right on his crotch. My cock flexed again, violently this time, when I saw Vincent's gorgeous hardon poking straight out from beneath his pubic mound, while his balls dangled in their nearly hairless sack from beneath it. I so wanted to swallow the entire length of his hardness! He must've been keeping busy while he waited for me. His piss slit was wet with pre-cum that must've been dripping from it! Quickly I stood up so Vincent could see my cock too. I gripped my tool then, and began gently massaging it. Vincent did likewise, and, for a moment, we watched each other masturbating. "How 'bout we lube up?" he suggested suddenly, in a half-gasping voice, as he stroked up and down his rod, dry-handed. "Sounds good!" I said. Immediately we both stopped what we were doing, and got out our lube. Then, we repositioned ourselves in front of our webcams, squirted some lube into our right hands, and then slowly greased our poles, before beginning to slide our hands earnestly up and down the full length of our stiff shafts. "Oohhh..." I heard Vincent gasp, ever-so-softly, as his hand glided up and down his appendage. "Mmmmm..." I responded, as I too luxuriated in the feeling of what my hand was doing to me. Again, for a minute we each stood in front of our computers, sliding our hands up and down our penises. I could hear Vincent's breathing and soft exclamations of pleasure, and am sure he heard mine as well. Suddenly, and unexpectedly, Vincent spun around and bent forward, so his ass cheeks flattened, and I saw his puckered anal slit. It winked at me, then Vincent bent further forward, and reached through his legs, and up behind him. He felt around a moment with his moist middle finger, until it was centered over his hole, then gently, he pressed inward, until he gasped softly as his finger breached his tight sphincter muscle, and slid through it up inside him. As his second knuckle disappeared up inside his body, Vincent moaned softly, and I knew he'd reached his prostate gland. My cock lurched with desire in my hand, as I sped up my pumping motions. "I so wish my finger was your cock!" Vincent gasped suddenly. I chuckled and said, I wished my ass was his, and his finger was his cock! I desperately wanted to feel Vincent's boyhood plunging in and out of me! Vincent chuckled then, and said, "But first, I'd use my tongue there!" "Fuck!" I gasped softly, as my cock surged again. Again Vincent snickered. He slid his finger out of his asshole then, and straightened up and spun around. As he gripped his glistening dick, I saw a drop of pre-jizz hanging from his piss slit. I so wished I was sucking on him, so I could taste it! Wordlessly, Vincent began jacking off in earnest then, and I knew he was getting ready to blow. I quickly began pumping myself harder too, and in seconds, felt my own orgasm beginning to form, as I heard Vincent's gasps and snorts, as he pumped himself even faster. He was nearly ready to blow, and I was right behind him! "AWWWwwww!!!" Vincent cried out sharply suddenly, and I saw a streak of semen shoot from his cock right toward the camera. Hope you covered your keyboard, I gasped, as without stopping jacking off, I quickly bent over and reached for my underwear, then dropped it over my own keyboard. "Yup!" Vincent gasped, as a second streak of jism blew out his urethra and splatted down in front of him. I pumped myself a little harder, as I felt my own climax quickly approaching, then as Vincent gasped softly a third time, I grunted and blew a huge glob of cum into my underwear, which thankfully, I'd remembered to cover my keyboard with. The two of us continued beating off, each blowing more and more of our love juice, until as I noticed Vincent slowing down considerably, I felt my balls beginning to ache, and I blew one final strong gush, before I felt my own spasms beginning to lessen, and the post orgasmic euphoric feeling settling over me. "Damn!" I gasped, as I slowed my hand movements, but continued gently pulling on myself. "Yeah!" Vincent said, and I knew he would be grinning. I saw a bit more spunk ooze from his piss slit, which he wiped off with his left index finger, then wiped on whatever he'd laid on his desk, over his keyboard. A moment later, I saw he too had used his underpants, as he picked them up, and wrapped them around his shrinking penis and wiped himself clean. I too picked up my own underwear and did the same. I couldn't help smiling as Vincent reached behind himself and wiped his ass as well with his. Apparently he was still a little sticky from when he'd finger-fucked himself. "Wow!" he said, grinning at me, as he finally sat down again, and his face came back into view on my screen. "Yeah," I agreed, settling back down into my desk chair too. For a few seconds, neither of us said anything, but just enjoyed looking at and grinning stupidly at each other. "I really missed you!" Vincent exclaimed then, as at the exact same time I gushed "I missed you so much!" We both snickered. "I love you Alex!" Vincent said, his smile fading a little, and a more serious, yet still happy expression filled his face. "I love you too Vincent!" I said, smiling and oddly feeling myself blushing a little. After just ogling each other a moment again, I asked him if he could come over the next day, and he promised to have his father drop him off in the morning, on his way to work! Instantly, I felt my penis stretching at the thought! "I can't wait!" I sais, grinning, but at the same time stifling a yawn. Vincent yawend then too, and we both laughed. We agreed then it was probably time to say good-night, so we did, and logged off Skype. Quickly I picked up my room, softly unlocked my door, in case my mother decided to check on me, then crawled into bed. I must've fallen asleep right away, because I don't remember what, if anything, other than Vincent, that I'd been thinking about before I fell asleep. * * * The next morning, when I woke up, I heard my mother in the bathroom, getting ready for work. Not wide awake yet, I just laid still, hoping she'd think I was still asleep, and just slip out the door and go to work. She puttered around a little longer, then I smiled when I heard her going down the stairs. A moment later, I heard the back door open, then I heard her exclaim "Shit! Will it ever stop snowing?" "Fuck!" I gasped, and my eyes closed in disgust, as I remembered I had the driveway to clear again! I heard the back door close then, and a minute later, the garage door opened. Another minute later, I heard the car start, then after another minute, slowly I heard it lumbering out of the garage and through the snow-filled driveway toward the street, as the garage door closed again. I laid still for a moment, then smiled as I felt my morning hardon flex. Quickly I reached downward under the covers and grasped it. "Mmmm..." I moaned happily, as I began gently manipulating myself. After only a few seconds had gone by, my cell phone suddenly rang. Quickly, I released my cock and reached for my phone. It was Vincent! "You awake?" he asked. "Sort of!" I said. "Well, Dad's ready to head to work. Can I come over?" he asked. "Sure!" I gasped, grinning. "OK, be there in about 20 minutes," he said. "Gotta shovel the driveway out quick." "'K," I said, grinning. We hung up then, and quickly, I leaped out of bed and dashed into the bathroom. I leaned over the toilet and pissed, then, after I'd finished, thankfully my dick was a little softer, because I had to take a wicked dump. I spun around and settled down onto the toilet, pressing my cock downward, so any residual piss wouldn't blow all over the room. I waited a moment, then suddenly my bowels moved, and a huge log passed through me and plopped down into the toilet water. Instantly I felt relieved! Smiling, I wiped myself, then flushed the toilet, and got up. Only five minutes had passed since Vincent had called, so quickly I jumped into the shower, and got cleaned up. I was surprised, as I toweled dry, to hear the back doorbell ringing, and someone pounding on the door already! "Son of a bitch!" I exclaimed, looking at the clock. Only 12 minutes had passed since Vincent had called. Quickly I wrapped my towel around myself and dashed down the stairs. Sure enough it was Vincent! "Dad was already finished shoveling!" Vincent gasped, grinning, as he burst through the door when I opened it! The cold air from outside hit me like an arctic blast, and I quickly slammed the door shut again. "Look at you!" Vincent grinned, and I noticed his eyes were zeroing in on my nipples, which were sticking out in sharp little points, probably due to the cold air. "We alone?" he asked, in a low tone. "Yup," I said, grinning, as I felt my penis starting to swell, beneath my towel. "Excellent!" Vincent replied, grinning back at me. As I looked at him, I suddenly saw a look of extreme desire wash over his face. Quickly he ripped his jacket and hat off, and tossed them on the floor, then, he came at me. "Fuck!" I gasped, as I felt his hot mouth, cover my left nipple. I shivered slightly as well, as the cold skin of his face pressed against my bare breast "Awwhhh!!" I gasped almost immediately, forgetting how cold Vincent felt, as his teeth gently began to nibble at the tip of my nipple. Instantly my cock began to surge harder, even faster. After a moment of sucking and nibbling, Vincent abandoned my nipple, but as he did, his hand grabbed at my towel, and as he stepped back, he ripped the towel off me, so I was left standing naked in front of him, in the middle of the kitchen! "Oh yeah!" he growled, grinning lewdly at me, as again I shivered due to the colder air hitting my skin. Instantly Vincent fell to his knees in front of me, and leaned in toward my crotch. "AWWWwwwwmmm!" I half gasped, half moaned, as his hot wet mouth instantly swallowed the entire length of my nearly rigid shaft! "OHHHhhhh...Gaawwddd..." I moaned, as quickly Vincent began sucking up and down on me. Almost immediately I also felt his hands, which were beginning to warm up, each grip one of my buttocks, and pull them apart. At the same time, a finger pressed into my crack. "Jesus Christ Vincent!" I gasped, as his finger drilled up between my cheeks and began probing my anus. As I looked around at the windows, guiltily, I added, "Can't we go upstairs first?" Vincent backed off me, and looked up at me incredulously. "HELL NO!!!" he cried, grinning. Quickly then, he spun me around and pushed me roughly in the middle of my back, so that, caught off guard, I ended up suddenly bent over, sprawling across the table, the underside of my hardon, and my balls, plastered up against the table top. "Oh God!" I gasped, as I felt Vincent quickly push my feet further apart, then both of his hands each quickly cupped one of my ass cheeks and spread them wide apart, and instantly, his hot tongue began stabbing firmly at my tight pucker. My cock surged with wanton desire. I could feel pre-cum beginning to flow through my urethra already, and I knew it had to be drooling out of me, and onto the table. "AWwwwwmmmm..." I moaned, as Vincent pressed strongly with the tip of his tongue against the exact center of my opening, hard enough, so that my anal muscle couldn't hold back his advances any longer. Suddenly, I felt his hot wet probe sliding through my hole, up into my rectum! Once I was penetrated, I felt involuntary clenching release, and quickly Vincent's entire tongue entered me. For the next several seconds then, all I could do was lie on the table, gripping the edges of it, writhing and moaning with joy, and leaking copius amounts of pre-seminal fluid, as Vincent literally washed the inside of my rectum out with his tongue, and pressed on and prodded my prostate gland! "Fuck Vince! You're gonna make me cum if you keep that up!" I cried finally, as I began to feel my orgasm building. Vincent didn't stop though. If anything, all he did was try to shove his tongue even deeper inside me, as my kegel muscles clenched, and my sphincter feebily tried to grip his strong tongue. About the time I was beginning to think I was certainly going to blow my load within the next few seconds, Vincent suddenly pulled off me. When he finally came up for air, both of us were panting from his efforts, and I'm sure my asshole was wide open - unable to close, even if I tried to squeeze it shut! As I lay there, waiting to see what was next, I wasn't surprised to hear and feel Vincent moving about behind me, as he continued panting. Within seconds, I heard a zipper, and couldn't help grinning, as I saw Vincent's clothing beginning to pile up on the floor, next to the table. After all of his clothes were on the floor, he was quiet for a couple seconds, then I heard a familiar snapping sound - the sound of lubricant being applied to his cock. As my smile broadened, I suddenly gasped when at least two of Vincent's slick fingers gently pressed into my asshole, and with ease, slid up inside me, bringing another passionate grunt from deep in my throat, as he gently prodded my internal love nut. As he slid his fingers back out of me, I couldn't help smiling again, knowing what was coming next. By then I didn't care that the curtains were wide open, and anyone might be able to look in and watch what was happening. I was out of control with desire, and my lower belly was sliding about on the pre-cum slickened table top, as I moved slightly to get into a more comfortable position. As soon as I was settled, I felt the head of Vincent's hardon press against my anus. Gently, but steadily, he pushed forward. At the same time, I pushed with my kegel muscles, then suddenly, as if with a slight "pop", the bulbous head of Vincent's huge cock entered me, causing both of us to gasp softly. Slowly, Vincent continued pushing, and steadily then, his entire length entered me until finally, I could feel the head of his cock deep inside me, pressing against the opposite end of my rectum, while his pelvis pressed firmly up against the backs of my legs and my buttocks. As he laid down over me, his pubic hair was crushed against me as well. Vincent was entirely within my body, and I never wanted him to leave it! Apparently Vincent felt the same way, because for a few moments, he lay still on top of me, his body completely plastered on top of me, with his arms spread out on top of my arms, and his hot, twitching tool buried deep inside me. Eventually, Vincent pushed himself off me and straightened up into a standing position, without pulling his stiffness out of me. Then, slowly, once he'd repositioned his feet, so he was just at the right height, he finally began to withdraw his rigidness out of me. Slowly, Vincent pulled back, until just the head of his cock was still inside me. He paused then, but just for a second, before reversing direction and slowly plunging back up inside me, causing us both to groan with pleasure. When he was fully back inside me, he didn't stop again. Instead, slowly Vincent started to pull back out of me, until again, just his glans were inside my rectum, then still moving slowly, Vincent slid his member back up inside me. Slowly then for a while, he fucked me, sliding in and out of my tunnel, moving back and forth, pulling nearly all the way out of me, before sliding all the way back into me. As he did, his firm tool slid back and forth, over and over my prostate gland, causing my excitement to build more and more, as his own level of arousal steadily increased as well. After Vincent had been gliding gently in and out of me for a while, while I lay plastered down on top of the kitchen table, luxuriating in his big piece of meat sensually pleasuring me on the inside of my body, while the underside of my penis rocked back and forth on the table top, also exciting me, I began for feel my orgasm starting to build. From the sounds of his breathing, and the grip of his hands on my hips, I could tell that Vincent was growing more and more aroused as well! Gradually then, I began to notice that Vincent was steadily speeding up his hip motion, and his penis began moving faster and faster as he shoved it in and out of my body. Shortly, Vincent was fucking me vigorously, quickly riding my ass, causing us both intense pleasure! As my level of pleasure continued building, all I could do was hang onto the edges of the kitchen table, which had begun scraping back and forth slightly on the floor, as Vincent pistoned back and forth. After about a minute had passed, I felt Vincent begin speeding up even more, and within seconds, he was wildly rutting in and out of me, and the table was scraping back and forth harder and faster than ever, as I clung to it, and my own cock slid back and forth on the top of it, lubricated by the copious amount of pre-cum I'd oozed. I knew Vincent was going to explode at any second, and the tension in my own body began building even quicker. I too was nearly ready to cum! Suddenly then, Vincent lost control, and began pounding his cock in and out of me, faster and harder than I'd ever felt him fuck me! It went on for only a few seconds, then suddenly he half gasped, half cried out in a shrill voice, and I suddenly felt ultra-lubricated. Vincent must've blown a huge gush of semen as he plunged back into me. Vincent didn't stop or slow down. He continued slamming his hips back and forth swiftly and a little roughly shoving his tool in and out of me. As he did, he gasped or grunted with each inward thrust, obviously pumping more and more jism into me. And with each expression of pleasure he made, Vincent drove me faster and faster to my own climax! I held on as long as I could, letting the pressure build a much as possible inside me. Then, just as I reached my own peak, I felt hot wetness starting to drool down the inside of my left thigh. Was it Vincent's semen, excess lubricant, blood? I couldn't stop to consider what it reaaly was though, as I was on the edge myself. As Vincent slammed back into me, groaning yet again, I felt a huge gush of spunk rocket rhough me, and exit through my urethra, as I gasped loudly, and the table beneath my belly became slicker than ever. Vincent was still cumming, and still fucking me, although not with quite as much gusto, as I joyously spasmed a few more times, gasping and whimpering with each gush of pleasure I spewed forth. As my orgasm began to wane, Vincent's was ending, and he slowed his movements down some. Cognisant that I was still in the throes of my own orgasm though, he continued steadily pumping back and forth, even after his tool had begun softening. "I'm done," I gasped finally. "You can stop if you want." I smiled then, even though I was still panting, as Vincent laid back down over my back, and hugged my sides with his arms. He continued pushing his by then rapidly softening dick in and out of me a few more times, until I shuddered with delight, as my body experienced an after shock from my orgasm. A moment later, Vincent pushed himself back into me, and stopped moving. For a couple minutes, we remained that way. Me spread eagle on my belly, over the kitchen table, smearing my own semen all over between my belly and the table top. He sprawled over top of me, with his manhood still inside me, acting as a cork. Together we lay still, just breathing heavily, as we basked in each other's body heat, both marveling at the power of our combined passion. Finally, involuntarily, my kegel muscles clenched a little, and suddenly, Vincent's flacid, but still hot, and very wet dick, pooped out of me. As he snickered slightly, I felt his gloppy, hot cock rubbing against the inside of my buttocks. A moment later though, I again noticed hot liquid trickling down my inner thighs. "Get off me man!" I gasped. "I'm either leaking your jizz, or bleeding from my rectum!" Instantly Vincent stood up and backed up a step, then bent over to exam my situation. "Just my juice!" he snickered. "Thank God!" I said, smiling, as I too straightened up. "Be back in a minute!" Quickly I dashed into the downstairs half bath and sat down on the toilet. Instantly, I felt a lot of hot liquid begin drooling out of me, and over the insides of my buttocks, before it dripped down off me, and fell into the water in the toilet bowl beneath me. "Ewww!" I couldn't help muttering. "You OK?" Vincent asked, stepping over and looking in the door, which I'd left open. "Yeah," I said. "You were really full of cum though!" Vincent snickered and said, "And now you're really full of it!" "Asshole!" I grumbled, as his cum continued leaking from my bowels. He just grinned back at me and snickered some more. A moment later, as he stepped over to the counter to get a paper towel to clean himself up with, he chuckled and called "You think I was full of spunk, you should see the mess you made of your table!" As I looked past Vincent, I saw that the table was indeed liberally coated with my semen! As I looked at it, I had no idea how I would ever be able to sit at that table with my mother and eat a meal, when I recalled what we'd done on it! While I finished emptying, I smiled as I saw Vincent thoughtfully using several paper towels to wipe my jizz off the table with, then he used a dish rag that he wet and squirted soap on, to wash the table clean. When he was finished, he dried the table with a towel. "OK, good as new," he said, looking in the bathroom at me and grinning. "How 'bout once you're done, we go clean ourselves up in the shower?" "Hmmm..." I said. "I had just taken a shower before you got here!" "Yeah, well, now you're a mess again, and besides," Vincent said. "I wasn't in there with you before, but I will be this time!" I couldn't help smiling as he smirked at me and wiggled his eyebrows up and down suggestively. "I guess I'm done," I said. Quickly I unrolled some toilet paper and wiped myself. "Let's go." I flushed as I left the bathroom, and Vincent grinned at me and fell in behind me, carrying his clothes and my wet towel, which he'd picked up, in his arms. Together then we headed upstairs. Vincent tossed his clothes onto my bed, and then joined me in the bathroom, where I had gotten us a couple of towels from the linen closet and was already in the shower, adjusting the water temperature. Quickly he tossed my wet towel in the hamper, and then joined me in the tub. * * * Vincent and I spent a while in the shower then, slowly and sensually, washing each other, until we were both squeaky clean, and stiff again. "Umm.... normally I'd suggest we hang out in here," I said. "But the water's gonna get cold soon. How 'bout we dry off and head to my bed?" "Affirmative!" Vincent said, grinning. Quickly, I shut off the water and we got out of the tub. We each grabbed a bath towel, and dried ourselves off, then smiling at each other, we headed for my bedroom, each preceded by a full blown hardon that bobbed up and down in front of us. Vincent grabbed his pile of clothes and tossed them in a heap on the floor, while I yanked the blankets and top sheet up and pulled them straight. "Care to snuggle just a bit under the covers?" I asked, hoping Vincent would agree. I just wanted to fell his warm naked body all over mine for a while before we had sex again. "Sure!" he said, smiling, and before I could crawl in between the sheets, he hopped up on the bed, and scooted to the far side. Smiling, I crawled into bed next to Vincent, who as soon as I'd dropped the covers over us, he moved over toward me, and I rolled on my side to face him. Smiling, Vincent slid one of his arms under me, and wrapped the other around me, and pulled me up against him. As our bodies came together, our hardons slid upward against each other's smooth belly, and ended up laying next to each other, sandwiched between us. Vincent's smile faded then, and he leaned forward, and kissed me gently on the lips. As he pulled me tightly up against him, and I wrapped my arms around him as well, our lips met again, and opened. Instantly I felt his hot tongue seeking mine, and as they met, both our cocks flexed with passion.... they continued flexing occasionally then, as we hugged each other and began grinding our pelvises together while we continued kissing. For some time, Vincent and I explored each other's tongues, and flexed our muscles, gently squeezing then relaxing them, as we held each other in a tight embrace. At one point, Vincent pushed off the mattress with an elbow, and I rolled onto my back, and he humped his pelvis against mine, while we continued kissing. After some time, I pushed off with my elbow, and rolled him back onto his side, but then continued rolling him over, until he was on his back, and I was on top of him, and then as we continued kissing, I humped against him. Eventually, we'd been rolling around and making out so passionately, for so long, that we were both beginning to sweat. The heat our bodies had expended had caused the temperature under the covers to rise considerably. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer, and pulled my mouth from Vincent's and at the same time yanked an arm free and tossed the blankets and sheet off of us. As we both lay panting, I shuddered at the cold blast of air that hit our naked bodies. Vincent was still under me, so he probably didn't feel the air change as dramatically as I did. "Wow!" he gasped, then he smiled, and his nostrils flared as he breathed in deeply through his nose. "Yeah!" I agreed, grinning at him. "How 'bout you roll off me?" he said. I rolled off Vincent, and onto my side, and grinned as he immediately spun around, so his head was facing the foot of the bed, and his feet were facing the top. Quickly I scootched downward, so he could stretch his feet out enough. "Much better!" Vincent proclaimed, as I felt his hand gripping my still hard penis. "Agreed!" I said, then I gasped and grabbed his hardon, as I felt his mouth close over mine. For a moment, we both scootched a little, getting into a comfortable position, so we were each laying on our side, facing each other, each with our upper leg pulled up, foot planted flat on the bed, knee sticking up in the air, in order to afford better exposure to each other, of our genitals, and asses. As we settled back in, I immediately felt Vincent's hand begin fondling my scrotum, rolling my testicles gently around in it, while his hot mouth again enveloped my throbbing cock. Quickly, I too went down on him, and grabbed for his balls as well. For a bit, we sucked on each other, and fondled each other's eggs. Eventually though, Vincent got bored with my nuts, and I felt his hand begin rubbing my ass crack. Smiling slightly around his cock, I to reached for Vincent's ass then. In a moment, both of us had a finger pressed into each other's crevice, and were fingering each other's tight pucker. After a moment, I felt Vincent's hand leave my butt, and his mouth left my cock too, Glancing down, I saw him pulling the entire length of his middle finger out of his mouth - it was glistening with saliva. A second later, as his mouth closed over my member again, I smiled around his cock as I felt his hand cupping the base of both of my buttocks and his wet finger gently beginning to drill into my anus. I pushed with my kegel muscles, and suddenly and effortlessly, Vincent's long thin finger slid through my opening and up into my rectum. Immediately I felt it begin massaging my lump, and within seconds, as he rubbed it and sucked up and down on my cock, I began to feel my orgasm starting to form. Quickly I pulled my hand from Vincent's ass, and sucked on my own middle finger, getting it good and wet. Then, as I resumed fellating Vincent, I too cupped the base of his ass in my hand and pressed on his rose bud with my wet finger. He too must've pressed with his kegels, as immediately, my finger slid easily through his sphincter, and up inside him as well. As I began to rub his prostate, he groaned softly and deeply with pleasure, and not long afterward, I began to taste his subtle saltiness permeating my mouth. As I sucked and fingered him, his flavor became less and less subtle, as more and more of his precious liquid leaked from his urethra. I had intended to stop sucking on Vincent and ask him to fuck me again, but as I worked on him, and tasted more and more of his essence, and he worked on me, and brought me ever closer to my peak, I decided I'd prefer to drink of his love nectar instead, so I continued sliding my mouth up and down his stiff tool, and fingering his gland, which was beginning to feel a little larger to me. At the same time, I began to feel Vincent's urgency building. He was beginning to suck on me a little faster, and his tongue was pressing more firmly against my manhood as it slid back and forth over it. His finger had also begun moving a little faster, and was pressing into my prostate a little harder. Vincent and I continues sucking and fingering each other for a bit longer, before I could tell he was getting very close to cumming. His penis suddenly began leaking copious amounts of pre-cum! As his body began to tense up, and I saw his balls pulling tight up against him, there was suddenly so much pre-jizz - flowing from his piss slit into my mouth, it was almost as if he was slowly peeing! There was so much, I had to swallow! The flavor of it was awesome though! Between that, and all the other signs I was about to cause Vincent to cum, my own excitement suddenly sky-rocketed, and I had to strain to keep from blowing my load right then too. I too felt my pre-jizz flowing at that point! For only a few more seconds, both Vincent and I continued sucking and fingering each other, and straining to not cum yet. And as we did, we both oozed more and more pre-seminal fluid. Suddenly, as I felt a strong blast of hot, gooey liquid burst from Vincent's piss slit and splat against the back of my throat, he groaned deeply! Instantly, as I swallowed Vincent's cum, I reached my own climax, and as he spasmed and groaned and filled my mouth a second time with his saltiness, I too tensed and grunted as I blasted a river of molten jism into his waiting mouth! Together for a half minute or so, Vincent and I vigorously sucked up and down on, and fingered each other, as we both spasmed with pleasure, over and over, each blowing more and more jism down each other's throats, until, eventually, first Vincent's, then my own orgasms ended, and we were both left still sucking on each other's then softening penises, and gently rubbing each other's prostate. Suddenly, my body shook with delight one last time, and I oozed a bit more cum onto vincent's tongue. My after-quake caused Vincent to spasm a final time too, and I too was rewarded with a bit more of his goodness. We both pulled off each other then, and looked down and grinned at each other. "God I missed you so much!" Vincent murmured. "Not as much as I missed you!" I responded. Vincent spun around then, so he was facing the same direction I was, and we got comfortable. I pulled the oovers back up over us then, and for a little while, we lay together, quietly, each simply basking in our own happiness. * * * After we'd rested for a while, Vincent said, "I gotta piss like a race horse!" I snickered as he got up to head for the bathroom. As soon as he was out of the bed though, I jumped up and followed him, as my bladder was full as well. When I arrived in the bathroom, Vincent had already lifted the seat and started to pee. Smiling, he carefully side-stepped to make room, so I could join him, which I did. For a moment then, we silently peed together, both staring into the toilet bowl, watching as our combine streams caused the water to bubble and turn bright yellow. When we were done, I flushed and we both washed our hands. "What now?" Vincent asked. Just as he spoke, I heard a snowblower start next door at Jon's. "Well," I said. "If Jon's blowing his driveway out, how 'bout we get dressed and go join them? I'm sure he'll do our driveway too, especially if we help by shoveling edges and such. And we'll get to meet Ryan!" "OK," Vincent said, and he followed me back to my room, where I went over and peeked out the window to make sure it was really Jon running his snowblower. It was. And, I saw Ryan was outside with him. "It's them!" I cried, grinning, as I dropped the curtain and spun around. "Let's get dressed!" Smiling, Vincent grabbed his clothes off the floor and began pulling them on, while I opened a drawer in my dresser and pulled out some underwear, socks, and a T-shirt. Quickly I dressed as well. A couple of minutes later, we were both bounding down the stairs. In the kitchen, we both pulled on our boots, hats, coats and gloves, and then I opened the door and we ventured out into the winterwonderland. "Hey!" Jon cried, grinning, as I ran over and leapt at him. He wrapped his arms around me, and added "I missed you!" "Me too!" I cried. When I saw Jon glance over at Ryan, I quickly pulled away from him though, a little embarrassed, and also not really certain how Ryan would feel about me hugging his boyfriend like that. A moment later, I relaxed though when Ryan stepped torward me, grinning, and said "Alex! It's so good to finally meet you in person!" Smiling at each other, we shook hands. As Ryan and I greeted each other, Vincent stepped over to Jon to say Hello. Both Vincent and I were a little surprised when Jon grabbed him and hugged him too. I could see it made Vincent very happy though. "And you must be Vincent," Ryan said, smiling at Vincent. "Yup," Vincent said, and he and Ryan shook hands then too. "Good to meet you too," Ryan said. "Likewise," Vincent said, smiling a little shyly back at him. Jon's snowblower started to splutter a little then, and he quickly said, "OK, we can talk later and you guys can get to know each other better then. Right now, let's get this snow cleared, before we get more! You guys shovel the paths and walks, and do the edges, and I'll blow the driveways clear!" Just then his machine stalled. Without waiting for an answer from us, he quickly turned and pulled the starter cord, and the snowblower spluttered a moment and quit again, he pulled the cord again, and this time it turned over, and revved to life, as he quickly reset the choke so it was lower. Quickly then he pulled his gloves on, and put the blower in gear and took off down the driveway, blowing a huge plume of snow out of the driveway, and over onto the lawn. "Guess we better get shoveling then!" Ryan said, smiling at us. He turned then and grabbed a shovel and walked over to the garage to start doing the edges. Sighing, I walked back and got my shovel. Vincent followed me and grabbed the other one, and we went to join Ryan. With three of us doing edges and Jon blowing, we had the driveways and walks cleared in about 45 minutes. Quietly, as Jon was cleaning off his snowblower to put it away, I poked Vincent and bent over and picked up a handful of snow and began to form it into a ball. Vincent and Ryan both watched a moment later as I lobbed the snowball at Jon. As it hit him in the shoulder, they both grinned. Instantly Jon spun around and saw me grinning at him. He spun back around and shoved his snowblower into the garage. Then he turned quickly around again and glared evily at me. "Time to meet your maker son!" he growled, and opened his eyes like a psycho. For an instant, I was surprised, and just stared at him, but as he began to move toward me, I spun around and raced off down the driveway, shrieking, as Jon began to run after me. "Do they-" Ryan started to ask Vincent, but suddenly a snowball hit him in the arm. "What the ???" Ryan cried as he looked at Vincent who was grinning gleefully at him, like I have been at Jon. "Always!" Vincent cried. Then, he too took off running down the driveway after us. Grinning, Ryan started to run after him too. Jon and Ryan chased us around all over our two yards then for a while, and every so often, when they were far enough from us, we scooped up some snow and made balls out of it, which we tossed at them. Unfortunately, one of my snowballs hit Jon squarely in the face, which I really didn't mean to do. I think he had enough then, because suddenly, he sprinted toward me. "NOOOOOO!!!!" I screamed, as Jon suddenly leaped at me. He was too close and hit me, and we both fell down into the snow. I was lying on my back, and Jon was on top of me. Jon laughed then, like a crazy guy, and pushed me down into the snow and scooped some up and dumped it on my face. "Ahhhhhhh!!!" I cried, as the cold wet snow hit the skin of my face and neck. Suddenly I felt another bump, and more weight on top of me. Both Jon and I grunted. Then, I heard Vincent's voice crying "No fair! You're a lot bigger than him!" I couldn't help giggling then, as Jon yelped when Vincent put some snow inside his collar and it went down the back of his neck. "Oooff!" Vincent gasped a second later and I felt even more weight on me. There was so much weight on top of me, I barely could breathe. Ryan had leaped on top of Vincent, so Jon had both him and Vincent on top of him, and I had all three of them on top of me. Vincent shrieked suddenly then, when Ryan put some snow down his shirt as well! "I'm crushed!" I finally managed to gasp, and I felt my eyeballs bulging. Thankfully, Jon heaved up and threw the others off him. "Thanks!" I gasped, and I quickly drew in a breath. Ryan was lying on his back next to me gasping as he laughed. "Very funny!" Vincent cried, and he flopped over on top of Ryan and scooped up a handful of snow and tossed it in Ryan's face. Of course a good amount of it hit Ryan in the neck and went in his shirt as well. "You little asshole!" I heard Ryan cry, but he was grinning. Vincent shrieked with surprise as Ryan flipped up and rolled him over and leaped on top of him. For a moment both wrestled around together in the snow, laughing hysterically. As Jon and I looked on, both of us were a little surprised at how well our boyfriends seemed to be getting along. The two of them were literally wallowing in soft snow, as they rolled around, tangled in each other's arms and legs, giggling at the tops of their lungs, and shrieking every so often as one got some more snow down the other's shirt. Finally, Ryan bested Vincent and ended up sitting on top of him, leaning over him. For a moment, both laughed and grinned at each other. As their laughing died down though, their grins faded, and for a moment, Ryan looked down at Vincent with a surprised look on his face. Vincent grinned sheepishly, then as they looked at each other, Ryan began to look embarrassed. Quickly he climbed off Vincent and sat down next to him. "Um... sorry," Ryan mumbled, looking embarrassed. Vincent just grinned shyly and said, "It's OK." "OH MY GOD!" I cried, when I saw a telltale lump in the crotch of Vincent's pants. Glancing then at Ryan, I noticed he too had a prominent lump in the same spot. "You guys got hard wrestling with each other!" I cried, unable to hide my glee over the situation. "Jesus Christ Alex! You don't have to share it with the whole neighborhood," Jon cried. he couldn't help chuckling though. Poor Ryan looked distraught. Vincent just looked a little sheepish though. "Aw, don't get embarrassed," I said, when he saw Ryan's expression. "It happens to me and Jon all the time too, right Jon?" Everyone's attention suddenly turned to Jon, and I noticed he looked embarrassed then. "Well," He said, sounding sheepish. "Not all the time, but... yeah... often enough I guess. Anyway, like Alex said, it's OK. Hardons happen!" He grinned at Ryan then, and finally, Ryan relaxed and smiled a little. "OK," Jon said, obviously hoping to change the subject. "I'm getting cold. Let's go in and get something hot to drink." "Cool!" Vincent and I both cried. Quickly Vincent leaped up. Smiling, he turned and held out his hand to help Ryan up. Ryan looked up at Vincent a little warily at first, but when Vincent snorted and said, "Oh come on! I'm not going to trick you", Ryan accepted Vincent's help. Ryan smiled when Vincent didn't trick him, and just good-naturedly helped him climb up out of the snow. The four of us all went into Jon's house then. * * * When we got inside, everyone took off their wet jackets, hats and gloves. Then, Jon filled a pan with some water to make instant hot chocolate. "Damn!" Jon said, as he put the pan of water on thew stove. "My clothes are all pretty wet too!" "Me too," I said, and Vincent and Ryan agreed. "OK," Jon said, and he turned the stove back off again. "Guess we need to get out of these wet clothes, before we have our hot chocolate. Let's go up to my room, I've got enough sweats for all of us to put on, and then we can throw our wet clothes in the dryer." He headed for the stairs, so we all followed him up to the second floor. Jon pulled off his shirt, and dropped it on the floor inside his room. "Take off everything that's wet, but make sure your pockets are empty first, and drop the wet stuff here," he said. He began to empty his own pockets then too, then he undid his belt and pulled it out of the belt loops, and, slid his jeans off. We all started to underss too then, while Jon searched for sweats to loan us. When Jon turned around with a handful of sweat shirts to toss on the bed, he saw that while me and Vincent were wearing nothing but our underpants, Ryan still had his pants on and was looking down at them, apparently trying to decide whether they were wet enough to change out of. "If they're wet at all," Jon said. "Take 'em off!" Looking a little sheepish, Ryan began to empty his pockets then. Once Ryan had his pants off, I couldn't help glancing over at him. He was pretty skinny, and not very muscular, but cute as Hell, and had quite a bulge up front in his undies! Instantly I felt my penis beginning to stretch out. I also noticed Vincent was taking a good long look at Ryan's basket as well, and was also developing a hardon! In fact, he was pretty hard at that point. I saw his tent suddenly pitch a little larger, then relaxed. He was flexing! He was hot for Ryan! Poor Ryan was blushing already, but I noticed he was checking both me and Vincent out! And then I saw Jon looking at all of us. But when I looked down, his underwear was starting to tent too! I felt myself blushing as I glanced around at the other guys' bulges. I felt my face heat up even more when I realized I suddenly had a full blown hardon that was really pushing the front of my underwear outward! Half to cover for being embarrassed over being fully erect, and half hoping maybe the others were all horny enough that maybe we'd all have sex together, I grinned and said, "Well, my underwear's a bit damp too, so...", and I quickly pulled off my underpants and tossed them on the pile of clothes on the floor too. Of course, then I was standing in front of them all, stark naked, and completely engorged. As I saw the three of them all look at me, surprised, I felt my face heat up even more. Or maybe it was because nobody else was getting naked too. Thank God, Vincent suddenly announced "Mine too!", and he too ripped his underpants off and tossed them on top of the pile. And like me, his penis was sticking straight out in front of him as well! He looked embarrassed too though. Within seconds, I couldn't help noticing that although Jon and Ryan were surprised, both of them had developed full wood as well! And, in particular, Ryan couldn't stop gawking at me and Vincent! Since nobody was making a move, I decided to take matters into my own hands, and turned to Ryan and said, "Ryan, we wanted to apologize to you for what we did to Jon on Thanksgiving. It was unfair and selfish of us, and we really didn't mean to hurt either you or Jon of cause you any problems! I'm very sorry." "Me too," Vincent said, taking a step toward Ryan, and added, "It was wrong, and we really are sorry." Ryan looked really surprised. "Um... well..." he said, looking a little confused. "I-I understand what happened, and why it happened, and no real damage was done, so... apologies accepted!" "Cool!" Vincent and I said together, both of us grinning. I quickly gave Vincent a meaningful look. Suddenly, he looked nervous, but I went ahead anyway. "Well, with that out of the way..." I said. And, still smiling, I reached for my dick and began jacking offf. Quickly I added, "We have a proposition for you guys! One I think we can all agree on, and will really like!" When I'd started jacking off, Ryan's head had dropped and he'd just gawked at me. His cock had flexed as well. Quickly, he looked back up. I couldn't read his look though. I'd have thought he would look surprised, but he almost looked scared. "What's that?" Jon asked. He didn't look happy, but he didn't say anything about the fact that I was masturbating in front of them. "Wellll..." I said, beginning to think maybe I'd made a mistake. Vincent looked miserable. It was too late to back down, so, I said "We were thinking that, now that all four of us are here together, and nobody is going to be left out, and... well, obviously we're all really horny, that... maybe we could have sex together! At least just once?" When I finished, I was sure I'd gone too far. And Vincent must've felt the same way too - his cock was soft again. Jon just looked smugly at Ryan and said "Told you so!" He winked at Ryan then and shook his head and chuckled. Ryan smiled slightly at Jon then. I was a little confused by then. Why were they smiling if they were upset about me propositioning them? I was surprised when Ryan smiled at me and stepped over and sat down on then edge of Jon's bed, patted the spot next to him and said, "Come here Alex." He was going to go for it!!!!!! Instantly my cock, which had started to soften, began to pump up again. Quickly I jumped over to the bed and sat down next to Ryan. My cock flexed as I felt the heat emanating from his body. Smiling, Ryan, scooted back and laid down. "Come lay with me," he said, and he held out his arm. This surprised me even more. Again my cock flexed. This time more violently. I noticed Vincent was grinning, and his cock was getting bigger again too. Quickly, I scooted back and laid down next to Ryan, and he hugged me in the crook of his arm. He smiled at Jon then, but at the same time he looked sad. I was confused again. Then Jon reached out and grabbed Vincent by the shoulder, and both of them sat down on the floor. "I really appreciate your idea Alex. It means a lot to me that you want to be that close to me, as well as to Vincent and Jon," I heard Ryan say softly. Then, in the way an older guy talks to a younger guy who screwed up, but who he's not mad at, Ryan continued with "But both you and Vincent, and Jon and I have moved on to relationships that are so serious, that, even if all of us are together, like we are now, and no matter how 'hot' we might be for each other, we really need to not do what you're suggesting." Jon's bed's not too tall, so I could see him and Vincent as they sat on the floor. I saw Jon squeeze Vincent's shoulder and smile at him. Then he pulled Vincent into a hug and kissed him on the forehead. "Ryan's right guys," Jon said. "Obviously, we all just got really aroused with one another, and, well, for good reason - we're all 'hot' guys! But, seriously, Ryan and I have become really, really close to each other. And because we're so close, we've made a decision to be with just each other, always and forever, and not get with anybody else! And guys, I really kinda thought you two had reached that same point in your relationship as well. I thought you wanted to be monogamous now too." Vincent looked disappointed, but smiled a little at Jon. Jon smiled and hugged him again. I was surprised when Vincent snuggled up against Jon and nuzzled his face against his chest. I suddenly felt myself getting upset - upset enough so I felt like crying. Not only had I embarrassed myself completely in front of all three of them, but on top of it, it was becoming abundantly clear that I was never gonna get to be intimate with Jon again, like we'd been for so long. "It doesn't mean we don't care about you guys enough to want to be with you that way," Ryan said, apparently realizing I was getting upset. "It just means that Jon and I care so much about each other, that we want our sex to be something special that only we share. And from what Jon's said, I thought you guys felt that way about each other too." I felt my lower jaw starting to tremble a little. Vincent was staring at me then, and starting to get upset too, which only made me feel worse. "Alex, none of this changes anything between you and me," Jon said. "I mean it!" "It changes everything Jon!" I cried suddenly, my voice cracking a little. "I know you mean what you say, but still - nothing will ever be the same as it was before between you and me!" Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a look of total devastation suddenly flood Vincent's face, and I felt awful! Ryan was beginning to look upset then too. I saw Jon nod at him. "I need you to go with Ryan for a while," I heard Jon say softly to Vincent, as Ryan got up off the bed. Miserable, I flipped over on my side, facing away from them all. "It'll be fine," I heard Jon say. And then I heard Vincent sniffling. Tears welled in my own eyes then, and a moment later, I couldn't stop myself from starting to cry. "C'mon," Ryan said, softly, and a moment later, the door to the room closed. "Scoot over," Jon said. Quickly, I moved all the way to the edge of the bed, still facing away from him. He got on the bed then, and snuggled up behind me, and pulle me up against him, so we were spooning. He must've been cold, because he pulled the comforter over us. I was glad he did, because I did feel cold myself. I couldn't stop crying though. I was so upset I didn't even get hard when I felt his skin pressing up against mine, and I always would get hard whenever he laid with me like that before! "I meant what I said," he said. "Nothing's changed between us Alex. I still love you just as much as I did before either of us knew Ryan or Vincent. In fact, I probably love you more than back then, cause more time's gone by, and I know you even better now. And Alex, nothing will ever change how I feel about you. You're always going to be my 'little brother', and I'm always going to be here for you! I love you man! More than you can possibly imagine!" For a minute, we didn't speak again. He just laid there holding me. Finally I flipped over and spun around to face him. His eyes looked sad, and it just made me feel worse. My jaw started trembling again, and suddnely I couldn't hold back anymore, and burst into tears. All I could do was press my face up against Jon's body and cry then. I cried a little harder when Jon wrapped his arms around me and hugged me and stroked my back. After a couple minutes, I stopped crying and pulled away from him. "You really mean it? You'll always be there?" I asked, looking urgently at him. Jon grinned then and said, "Of course! You've been a part of my life for years now! Probably the most important part of my life! I'm never going to stop loving you, or being your 'brother' - never! You're stuck with me for life!" I snuffled and wiped my eyes with the backs of my hands and tried to smile. "I-I love you that way too," I said, softly. "I sure hope you do," Jon said, grinning. I shoved my right arm under Jon, between him and the mattress, and then hugged him. "I'd die if I lost you," I said, softly, burying his face against my chest again. I meant it. That's exactly how I feel. "I feel the same way about you too," Jon said. We hugged each other for a while, then I finally pulled away from him and rubbed my eyes and nose again. "You understand then that you haven't lost me, and you never will?" Jon asked, looking searchingly at me. "Yeah," I said, feeling a little stupid for making such a fuss. I tried to smile as I wiped my face. "You know, it's for the best that it's this way, right? I mean, if we didn't have Ryan and Vincent, we might've become 'boyfriends', maybe. But you know what? If that had happened, we might've never stayed as close as we are now. This way - as 'brothers' we will ALWAYS have each other for sure! Other relationships can break up. Although I don't see that happening with me and Ry, and honestly, I think you and Vincent are rather solid too! But if God forbid something did happen for some reason to either of our relationships with them, we've still got each other as 'brothers' and that way we will always be there for each other." Jon said. "I guess," I said. It made sense. But I was still not completely happy. "And, even if the four of us agreed to have sex together, what if Ryan and Vincent aren't as happy doing it as you and I are, and then they see how close you and I are? They might get hurt. And it might ruin our relationships with them. So... if we don't, that doesn't become a problem," Jon said. "Seriously?" I asked, surprised. "You really think they wouldn't get into it as much as me and you do?" "Well," Jon said, and he snorted and smiled a little. "OK, I'm sure they'd enjoy it too, but seriously Alex... even if they did, they might still be a little jealous of how close you and I are! Can you see my point?" "I guess," I said again. He was making sense I guessed, so I added, "I get it all. Really. Just as long as I never lose you! That's the main point!" "That'll never happen this way," Jon said, grinning. I couldn't help smiling back at him myself then. "So, should I let them back in?" Jon asked. "Sure," I said, sitting up. * * * Jon opened the bedroom door then and found Vincent and Ryan sitting next to each other with their backs against the wall. Vincent still looked worried, and Ryan looked sort of confused, and upset too. Oddly, I couldn't help thinking he looked guilty of something too. It wasn't him I was worried about though, it was Vincent I was worried about. "Hey guys, everything's cool. C'mon back in," Jon said, smiling. Quickly Vincent and Ryan scrambled to their feet and came back into the room. As soon as Vincent saw me, he seemed to relax a little. "Vincent!" I said. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make you feel bad, or worry you about anything! Jon and I had a good talk, and well,he made me finally realize how things really are. You don't have to worry about anything! It's YOU I'm in love with! Not Jon! Um.... I do love Jon, but... really only as a brother, and nothing more. But you, well... you're special - I love you as a boyfriend. So, I'm sorry if I made you worry. You don't have to. We're great! Everything's great!" By the time I stopped talking, Vincent was smiling, and looking very relieved. "Um... do you mind if Vincent and I go home for a while?" I asked, looking at Jon. My cock was starting to plump up already as I spoke. "No problem," Jon said, and he smiled and winked at me. Quickly I got off the bed, and stepped over to Vincent, and gave him a big hug. As I hugged him, I whispered in his ear, "I love you so much Vincent! And right now, I just need you inside me! Will you please come back to my house and make love to me?" Suddenly grinning exuberantly and with great relief, Vincent cried, "Sure!" Jon chuckled, and quickly tossed each of us a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt. I noticed while I was pulling the pants on over my quickly swelling cock, that Vincent too was boning up again! by the time we each had our sweatshirts on, we were both pitching serious tents in our pants! "We'll be back later!" Alex said, grinning at Jon. Vincent just grinned and blushed as his cock bulged. Quickly I dashed out of Jon's room, with Vincent right behind me. We ran down the stairs, paused only briefly in the kitche to pull on our boots, and grab a jacket, then we dashed out the door, slamming it shut behind us, and ran through the path in the snow, over to my house. * * * Back at my house, we raced upstairs, and ripped off our clothes, then crawled into my bed. I pulled Vincent down on top of me and told him how much I loved him, and apologized for causing him any worry about that. I explained how I had been afraid of completely losing Jon, but how Jon had explained that wouldn't ever happen, and how happy I was about that... and then, when I finally calmed down, and Jon and I were laying there, I realized how much I loved Vincent and wanted and needed him and... My voice trailed off then, and I just looked curiously at Vincent. As I had been talking, telling him all that, the more I talked I noticed Vincent seemed to be getting more and more upset, which I thought was odd. Suddenly, I saw that his eyes were filling with tears, but they didn't look like "happy tears". As I looked at him, he became more upset and quickly rolled off me, onto his back next to me, and croaked, "I don't deserve you!" "What?" I asked, and I rolled on my side to look at him. "Why not? I'm the one who was all screwed up!" For a moment, Vincent sniffled and tried to get control of his emotions, but it didn't seem to be working. When I reached over to wipe some of his tears away, he abruptly and brusquely brushed my hand away. "Don't!" he nearly choked. "Why not?" I asked, thoroughly confused. "Because I cheated on you," Vincent cried in an anguished voice. "What?" I asked, completely confused by then. "Wh-while you were with Jon," he said, "me and R-Ryan sucked each other's dicks!" "What??"" I cried, incredulously. Tearfully then he told me about what had happened with him and Ryan in the hallway - how he'd pushed the envelope with Ryan and groped him, and jacked him off a little. He told me too that Ryan had done the same in return, which really surprised me. When he told me though how he'd sucked on Ryan, I began to feel betrayed. Then he told me how he'd sedeuced ryan into sucking on him as well, but that after a minute, how Ryan had stopped things. At that point, Vincent's voice broke and he couldn't talk anymore. When Vincent stopped talking, we both lay staring up at the ceiling. Vincent was crying and I could see him wiping his eyes and nose out of the corner of my eye. I was too stunned and confused to do anything one way or the other, so I just laid next to Vincent, thinking. As everything that Vincent had said ran through my brain, a myriad of emotions washed over me. At first, in addition to being surprised, I also felt betrayed, hurt, jealous, angry, and confused. Then, as I remembered what I'd done, which had precipitated Vincent and Ryan sitting alone, naked, in the hallway, I began to feel angry at myself for having caused everyone to feel upset, and a little guilty for having caused Vincent so much grief that he had felt he had to turn to Ryan. Then, I thought about my own feelings for Jon, and how I'd so wanted to be with him again, and how Ryan must've felt, and my guilt mounted even more. I suddenly began to see just how right Jon had been about everything, and I felt awful, and I suddenly realized I had no reason to blame Vincent for anything that had happened... besides that, hardly anything had really happened. I was surprised when Vincent broke into my thoughts and sniffling he quickly told me about the conversation he and Ryan had had about how maybe they were trying to be like 'brothers' like me and Jon. When he was finished, with tears streaming from his eyes, Vincent apologized, and told me it truly hadn't been anything romantic - it had really only been lust, mixed with the desire to have something 'brotherly', like I'd had with Jon, and that he knew he'd hurt me, and would never do such a thing again - not with anyone but me, if I could ever forgive him. For a moment, I was quiet, digesting everything he'd said. I realized then that I'd done so much more with Jon, and actually had wanted to do more with him yet just a little earlier, so I could understand why Vincent would want something similar as well. As I thought about it some more, I realized maybe Vincent was just trying to even things up a little by having some brotherly fun, like Jon and me. I felt guilty then for having ever made him feel the need to do that. Finally I sighed and smiled. "It's OK," I said. "I get it completely. And, there's really nothing to forgive... but if you want me to say it, well, then I forgive you completely... if you can forgive me for all the same things I've ever done with Jon." Vincent stared dumbly at me for a moment, then sounding surprised, he said, "That's it? Nothing more? Just - I'm forgiven?" Grinning, I wrapped my arms around him and rolled onto my back again, pulling him back on top of me and said "Yup. It's only fair after all I've done with Jon. It's YOU I love though Vincent, and I know you love me too! So... all's good! Hell! All's great really!" Grinning, but with a look of disbelief and relief on his face, Vincent just leaned down and covered my mouth with his lips, then we kissed long and passionately, as our penises, which were laying smushed between us, swelled up again. Finally I pulled my legs up and wrapped them around vincent, who pulled his mouth away from mine and smiled. Quickly, and without either of us speaking, he reached for the tube of KY, squirted a little out, and reached down between us for his hardon. Once he'd greased it up, as his nostrils flared passionately, he very gently, pressed the tip of his boner against my hole and pushed a little, until it slid into me. He slowly and gently fucked me then, making sure to pull almost all the way out, so when the knob of his cock passed my prostate, as it moved in and out of me, it rubbed it nicely. And when he sank all the way deep up into me, I could feel the bulbous head of his dick pressing against the lower end of my stomach! It felt glorious to have Vincent inside me like that. Instead of going fast though, the entire time, Vincent exercised incredible self-control and just pumped slowly in and out of me the whole time. As he did, together our orgasms built to a crescendo like neither of us had ever experienced. Finally, after a few minutes of slow steady pumping, we were both trembling all over, and straining to hold back from exploding. Suddenly though, I lost control, and with a sharp loud cry, I blasted over the edge, and spasmed violently, soaking the region around Vincent's navel with a huge gush of my hot love juice. As Vincent felt my sphincter clamping around his hardness, he too suddenly couldn't hold back any longer, and groaning loudly, he blew a huge load of jism deep inside me. Vincent never stopped moving in and out of me. As he continued making love to me, we both joyously exploded over and over, until we both were tapped dry, and our balls were aching. Then finally, Vincent one last time plowed himself deep into me, lowering his sweaty body down on top of mine. As Vincent's belly pressed up against mine, my semen smushed flat between our bodies and smeared all over us, like liquid paste. Both of us grinned, as we hugged each other, each clenching our kegel muscles every so often, and giving the other a thrill. "Fuck that was awesome!" I drawled, in awe of the power of our love. "Fuck yeah!" Vincent groaned, grinning, and I felt him shudder and his penis bulge for a moment as he expelled the residual semen from his urethra into me. I flexed then too, and oozed my final bit of cum as well. After we'd rested a while, Vincent's penis, which had become completely flacid, slid out of my hole, so he finally climbed off me. Quickly I got up and ran to the toilet and sat on it for a few minutes, drooling Vincent's semen from my ass. When I was done, we hopped into the shower, and spent a little time washing each other again. * * * By the time we got out of the shower, we were of course, both hard as a rock again, because we'd spent so much time sensually "washing" each other. When we returned to my room , Vincent attacked me, and pushed me down onto the bed... OK - I didn't put up any resistance, so it really didn't take him much effort! Then, when he suddenly went down on me, and began vigorously but gently sucking up and down on my hardon, while he wormed a finger between my buttocks, and up inside me, all I could do was groan happily, and pull my legs up, so Vincent would have easier access to my insides! For a short time, I just laid there, with my arms folded behind my head, looking down at Vincent, whose head was bobbing up and down on my joy stick, and his mouth was giving me so much pleasure. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have Vincent in my life! I only got to revel over my happiness for a minute or so, because, all too soon, between Vincent's hot mouth and nimble, probing finger, I was suddenly on my way, once again nearing the summit of glory. Another minute later, as Vincent continued deftly working on me, we were both rewarded, when I gasped and came again, giving Vincent a drink of my goodness, while I again shuddered with Joy. Vincent quickly swallowed, and very attentively continues servicing me, until again, he'd milked me dry, and my balls, which were pulled up tight against my body, were aching. As soon as Vincent finally pulled off me, and lay down on his back next to me, panting a little, I quickly got up and crawled on my hands and knees between his legs, which smiling, he spread apart. I grinned when I saw the tip of Vincent's cock was already glistening with pre-cum. Quickly, I bent forward and licked at his delicate flavor, before finally plunging my mouth down over nearly the entire length of his swollen shaft. Vincent moaned happily, as my hot wetness enveloped his throbbing organ, and my middle finger invaded his Hershey highway. For a minute or so, I then sucked up and down on Vincent, until he too was writhing under me. Then suddenly, as I continued working on him, he too blew several loads of hot jism down my throat. I expect Vincent's balls were aching when I finally pulled off him too, as moaning softly, he grasped them in his hand and gently squeezed them and pulled them away from his body a half inch or so. "So..." I said, as I lay back down next to Vincent. "Tell me something." "What?" he asked, looking over at me. "Who sucks better? Me or Ryan?" I asked, smiling saucily. Vincent looked at me in disbelief for a moment, then grinned and said, "Well, he is older, and probably has more experience than you do..." "WHAT?" I cried, incredulously, and Vincent began laughing heartily. "Relax man," he said, still chuckling as I continued glaring at him. "You're the best in my eyes, and you always will be!" I smiled then, but a moment later raised my eyebrows, when Vincent added, "And that's sayin' a lot, cause he's a really awesome sucker!" "Really?" I asked, looking at Vincent. I was surprised to feel a stirring in my groin just then. "Yeah," Vincent said, sounding a little incredulous. "I nearly washed his tonsils! As it was, I must've been drooling a lot of pre-jizz!" "So... when you sucked him, did he drool any?" I asked. Vincent oddly looked a little guilty, but said, "Yeah." "Well?" I asked. "How's he taste?" Vincent snorted and grinned then, and said, "Actually, pretty good. Kind of a delicate salty tanginess - a lot like your's really." "Cool!" I said. "Wish I'd had a taste. Does he put out a lot? What's his cock look like?" Vincent looked at me, and I smiled and said, "I'm just curious really. He seems like a nice guy, and I hope I get to know him better." "He is," Vincent said softly, and his face darkened a little. "And his cock's really nice, and he does ooze a lot. I got a really good taste when I started to push my finger into his crack." "So... you really like him, don't you?" I asked, noticing a little bit of a smile on Vincent's lips. I wasn't being accusatory, but Vincent looked a little worried then, like he thought I was. "I only mean, like a big brother, like you said before, like I feel about Jon," I added. Vincent smiled then and said, "Well, yeah. He is a really nice guy. Jon's a lucky guy to find a nice guy like that for a boyfriend." After a pregnant pause he quickly grinned and added, "... like I am to have you!" My groin stirred again, and I suddenly felt a warmth in my chest as Vincent blushed, and smiled shyly at me. "I'm the lucky one," I said, grinning, and I rolled over onto my side and propped myself up on my elbow and leaned over and kissed him. As we were kissing, and I felt my dick again beginning to burgeon, Jon called on my cell phone and invited us over for pizza. When I asked Vincent if he wanted to go, he grinned and said he'd love to - he was starving and so was I. So, I told Jon that we'd be right over. Quickly then, we got up and threw on the sweats Jon had loaned us, and ran downstairs. There, we pulled on our boots, then ran out the back door, and through the path in the snow, back to Jon's house. * * * When we walked into Jon's house, Jon and Ryan just looked at us with dumb grins on their faces. "What?" I asked. Both of them chuckled and Jon said, "Can't tell what you were up to!" "Wh - ?? But, what else did you expect? And... un how can you tell by just looking at us?" I asked. Chuckling again Jon said, "You're both bright red yet!" "And you can't stop grinning!" Ryan added, grinning himself at us. "I'd say you guys have the same problem!" Vincent noted. We all laughed then. After all our snow play and sex, we were all famished, so the conversation quickly turned to lunch, and once we decided what we wanted, Jon called in an order for a couple pizzas. While Jon was on the phone, Vincent and I quickly ran down to the laundry room in the basement and got our clothes out of the dryer. We changed into them right there in Jon's laundry room. Ordinarily, getting naked with Vincent, no matter where we were, would get me hard, and I'd reach over and start groping him, but we'd had so much sex already, and my stomach was rumbling so much, I didn't bother. Neither of us was hard anyway. So, we just dressed, and tossed the sweats Jon had loaned us, into the washer. On our way back up to the kitchen, I grabbed a basket and threw Jon's and Ryan's dry clothes in it, and brought that upstairs for them too. Jon grinned at me, thanked me, and mussed my hair when I walked into the room with his and Ryan's clothes, then took the basket and took it upstairs. * * * As we waited for Jon to come back downstairs, I couldn't help noticing that Vincent and Ryan were giving each other strange looks... almost questioning looks. I figured Ryan was wondering if Vincent had said anything about what had taken place between them earlier. I wondered if Vincent was wondering if Ryan told Jon too. Personally, I wondered myself. "So, Vincent says you two had sex in the hallway together earlier!" I announced, suddenly. Both Ryan's and Vincent's eyes nearly bugged out. And, of course, as they were both staring incredulously at me, Jon walked back into the kitchen. Vincent looked a little guilty. I couldn't help grinning in a gloating way at the two of them, but when I did, Ryan gave me a disapproving look. "What's going on?" Jon asked. Nobody said anything for a moment, then finally, Ryan said, "Alex just told me that Vincent told him about how me and him had sex earlier." Vincent suddenly looked like he was going to throw up. Myself, I couldn't believe how nonchalantly Ryan had announced it to Jon. Jon looked blandly at Ryan for a minute, then at me and Vincent. Vincent looked like he wanted to slide under the table. I was really confused. I had no idea what Jon was thinking. "It's amazing how nobody can keep their mouths shut around here," Jon said, finally, and stepped over to the cabinet and opened it to get some plates out. When Jon turned around, all three of us were looking at him. Vincent looked confused, and guilty yet. I just sighed and gave Jon a knowing look. And Ryan kind of shrugged at him. "So you already knew!" I said. "We don't keep secrets from each other," Jon said, simply. "We don't either," I quipped, quickly. Jon snorted and smiled, and I couldn't help smiling then too. Vincent looked confused. Then jon smiled at him and said, "It's OK Vincent. Ryan explained, and I get it. He also told me about the little talk you'd had. So... everything's OK." Vincent looked surprised, but then a moment later, he looked very relieved. I was surprised when his eyes suddenly looked watery. "I'm sorry Jon," he said, in a soft, cracking voice. Jon chuckled as he set the stack of plates down in the middle of the table. Then, he reached over and mussed Vincent's hair and said, "I told you, it's OK. End of story." Vincent smiled broadly and blinked several times, as Jon turned to get napkins, and forks and knives out. "Are we OK too?" Ryan suddenly said to me. "Yeah," I said. "I know he came onto you... and well... I'd started it all anyway, so... anything that happened with you two, well, it's OK.... I, well, I just kinda wish now that maybe you and me had had a little fun too! We're the only ones who haven't been with each other!" "Oh Jesus Christ," Jon muttered, as Ryan blushed, and a goofy smile spread over his lips. "It's OK with me if you wanta," Vincent piped up. Jon looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Well," he said, blushing and looking guilty again. "I just thought, you know, maybe it'd even things up, and everyone would've been...." He trailed off, as Jon continued looking pointedly at him. "It's not that I wouldn't want to have some fun with you if the circumstances were different," Ryan said, looking at me. "But I think we've all talked about this enough, so we understand that we're two separate couples now, right? And... well... there is the age thing too!" "Well, age never stopped Jon," I began. Then, as Jon glared at me, I realized that was the wrong thing to say, so quickly I added, "but, I get what you're saying. And it's OK." "So, is this settled once and for all then?" Jon asked. "Uh huh," Vincent and I both said. Ryan nodded in agreement. "Good! Then, we don't need to discuss it anymore then!" Jon said. "I hear you guys like video games," Ryan said suddenly, looking at me and Vincent. Vincent and I looked at each other. First he smiled, then I did. We both knew we should change the subject, so quickly we agreed, and Ryan smiled. Until the pizzas arrived then, we had a lively discussion about various games we liked to play. And, after we'd eaten, we went up to Jon's room and played some games until Jon's and my mothers came home from work. * * * That night was New Year's Eve! Our town, like some others, had what we call "First Night"! Since it had finally stopped snowing, we all went into town together to celebrate. Me and My mom, John and his, Ryan, and Vincent and his parents all went together. We took two cars. It was a great evening. It had even warmed up a bit! We had a lot of fun walking around town, going from one show or exhibit to another, until it was almost midnight. Then, everyone gathered in the park next to the river, and we counted dow to midnight. At the stroke of midnight, while everyone yelled and cheered, the bells in all the churches tolled 12:00, then we all watched a really great fireworks display together. The fireworks lasted about 20 minutes, and were really awesome! When the fireworks were over, we all went back to the parking lot where we'd parked our cars. On our way there, we walked by a doughnut shop that was still open. "Can we stop so I can pee?" I cried, suddenly. I hoped maybe we could get some doughnuts too! "Do you really have to go, or are you just hoping we'll get something to eat?" my mother asked, apparentely guessing my ulterior motive. "Both?!?!?" I half asked, have said, hopefully. Vincent's mother chuckled and said, "Actually, I wouldn't mind making a pit stop myself!" "Cool!" I cried, and quickly, before anyone could protest, I opened the door all the way, and stepped behind it, holding it open for everyone. Thankfully, everyone smiled or chuckled and the ladies all went inside. Grinning, Vincent grabbed the door and motioned me to go in, so I did, then the others followed. Since I'd said I needed to use the restroom, I quickly took off after our mothers, for the mens' room. Vincent followed. Jon and Ryan followed us, and Vincent's dad called to us saying he'd get in line. As soon as we got to the mens' room, Vincent and I walked up to the urinals and selected the two in the middle, next to each other, leaving the two outer ones empty for Jon and Ryan. By the time Ryan stepped up to the one next to me, and Jon moved into place next to Vincent, Vincent and I were both almost finished urinating. I couldn't help glancing toward Ryan and looking down, hoping to catch a glimpse of his junk. I grinned when I got a good peek at it, as he held it while a strong stream of urine blew out of it. "Nice!" I said, smiling. "Alex!" Jon suddenly barked. "What? I haven't gotten to check him out yet!" I complained, looking up at Jon. Quickly I grinned and added, "He's got a nice one!" "So do you!" I heard Ryan say. "But, do you really have to massage it so much to get the residual pee out though?" All of us turned to look at Ryan, and found him leaning toward me, and pointedly looking down into my urinal as I slowly massaged my tool. I quickly felt my face beginning to heat up, and for a moment didn't know what to say. Quickly I recovered though and grinned at him and said, "Well, I just wanted you to see it in its full glory!" Ryan smirked a little, but quickly looked back down in front of me, so I smiled and pulled back just a little and held my semi-erection in the palm of my hand, so he could get a good look at it. "Well, it certainly is a glorious one!" he said finally. Then chuckling, and blushing a little, with a little difficulty, he put his own penis, which had grown just a little as he observed me, back in his pants and zipped up. Chuckling, Vincent and Jon also stowed their cocks and zipped up. "Damn!" I gasped, and I had to bend forward and stick my butt backward in order to cram my nearly full-blown hardon back through my fly. The others laughed of course. "Hey you!" Ryan said suddenly then, and he grabbed Jon's my arm. "I never got my Happy New Year's kiss!" Jon grinned and wrapped his arms around Ryan, and they began to kiss. "Me either!" Vincent cried. I grinned and quickly stepped over to him, and we too embraced and began kissing. A moment later, my cock, which was still rigid and uncomfortably bent nearly double in my pants, burgeoned when Vincent reached down and squeezed my ass. Both Vincent and I were surprised when Jon abruptly pushed Ryan away. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Ryan looked confused. "Gonna check the line," Jon said, and I saw him give Ryan a serious look. "Uh...OK - I gotta wash my hands yet," Ryan said, looking strangely back at him. Vincent and I were still in each others' arms, practically dry-humping each other by then. I saw Jon nod toward us, and Ryan nodded. Jon left quickly then, without even washing his hands. "Guys!" Ryan said sharply, as Jon left the men's room. "Someone might come in. Time to break it up and wash up!" "OK," we both groaned, as we disentangled ourselves from each other. "We can do more of that back at my house anyway!" Vincent said grinning. I grinned back at him. Quickly we washed up, then went back out front, where we found Jon and Vincent's dad talking. They looked serious, but seemed to cut their conversation off as we approached, and forced themselves to look casual and happy. Our mothers appeared then too, and they started acting naturally again. I couldn't help wondering if maybe Vincent's father had been questioning Jon about his and Ryan's relationship! I still couldn't figure out how he was going to take it when Vincent finally decided to come out of the closet to him! I couldn't help feeling uneasy about it though. "Well, I'm heading to the men's room now," Vincent's dad said, smiling a forced smiled. "Get me an eclair and a cup of black coffee OK?" His wife nodded, and smiling, took his spot in line, as he headed off the men's room. "Everything OK?" I heard Ryan whisper to Jon. He'd moved in real close to him to ask. "Uh huh," Jon said. The conversation started up then, but I knew for sure, something wasn't quite right. I hoped Jon was really OK. Shortly then, we all had gotten some doughnuts and hot drinks. We sat down and ate, and visited for a few minutes. Then, we left and went back to the cars. I went home with Vincent and his parents, as I was going to spend the night. As we got into the car, I saw Jon looking pointedly at Vincent's father. He just smiled and nodded back at Jon. We got in the car then, and drove back to Vincent's house. * * * As soon as we got back to Vincent's house, both of us began yawning. "You two better get to bed!" Vincent's mother said, looking at us a little surprised. I couldn't help but notice that Vincent's father had a strange look on his face, almost like he was mad at her for saying anything. "Good idea Mom!" Vincent said, smiling a little, but looking tired. "C'mon Alex. G'night guys!" "G'night Honey. G'night Alex." his mother replied smiling at us. "Night," I responded. "Mmm!" Vincent's father said, looking at us, and forcing a smile. Quickly, Vincent headed for the stairs, and I followed. We took a quick detour into the bathroom, and shared the toilet. When we'd finished peeing, we washed our hands, then together we brushed our teeth. Finally, we headed for Vincent's room. A moment later, inside his room, vincent turned and locked the door. Vincent grinned, as he turned around, and he said, "I really am tired, but..." He wiggled his eyebrows up and down then. I just grinned and chuckled. Quickly then, we both stripped naked. "So... what'a'ya wanta do?" Vincent asked, and without waiting for a response, he squatted in front of me and sucked my semihardon into his mouth. "AAwww..." I gasped, as he started sucking on me. Then, smiling I said "Tha-that's pretty good I guess!" As he slid his mouth up and down my rigidness, I heard Vincent chuckle deep in his throat. For a minute or so, Vincent blew me, while I stood flicking my fingertips back and forth over the tips of my nipples. I was a little surprised when Vincent pulled off me. "Let's lay down," he suggested. "Sure!" I said, and I followed him to his bed. As he lay down on it, I crawled on though and got between his legs. Vincent smiled then when I took his member in my hand and leaned over and went down on him. "Mmmmm.... he moaned, and I felt his hands gently clasp my head. Smiling around Vincent's cock, I continued sucking up and down for a minute or so. "Hey!" vincent gasped a little breathlessly finally. I pulled off his dick and looked up at him. "Wanta '69'?" he asked, smiling. Grinning, I spun around and laid down next to him, with my head at his crotch, and my crotch at his head. As soon as I was settled, we both instantly reached for and began sucking on each other, and fondling each other. Both of us groaned happily then. I moaned again when I felt Vincent's finger poking into my ass crack, and quickly reached for his as well. A couple seconds later, we were both happily fingering each other's anus, as we sucked up and down on each other at a moderate pace. For a couple minutes then, we took our time pleasuring and exploring each other, until eventually, I noticed that both Vincent and I were becoming more highly aroused. I knew I was going to blow shortly, and I could tell he was as well. The fact that he was getting more and more excited, caused my own excitement to increase as well. Almost inperceptibly, both of us began sucking a little faster on each other, and both of us had penetrated each other's anal ring, and we were vigorously and firmly rubbing away on each other's prostate gland. All too soon, I could feel Vincent tensing up, which caused my own trip to a climax to speed up as well. Shortly, Vincent began frantically pumping his head back and forth, and rubbing my gland at an equal pace, which sent me rocketing toward my happy ending. "MMmmmmmmmmm...." he moaned a moment later, and suddenly my mouth was flooded with warm, slightly salty goo. "Oooohhhmmm...." I groaned as well, as I blew a gush of cream into his mouth, while at the same time swallowing his, just in time for him to grunt and pump another load through his cock and into my mouth. For several seconds, we both sucked quickly up and down each other's tool, and rubbed back and forth over each other's love nut, while we both spasmed over and over, filling each other's mouths with our hot spunk, and clenching at each other's invading digit. Eventually, as both of us began to relax, and our orgasms ended. For nearly another minute, we both kept on gently sucking and fingering each other, until we'd each shuddered through a delicious after-shock of our shared passion. Finally, when he was completely finished cumming, and his cock was shrinking, and mine was too, Vincent pulled off me, so I pulled off him too. "Damn that was fine!" Vincent said, and he smiled dreamily at me. "Yeah!" I said, smiling back at him. I spun around then and snuggled up to him. Vincent reached down and pulled the covers up over us, and then wrapped his arm around me and I snuggled into him. "I love you Alex," Vincent said, softly. He sounded sleepy. "I love you to Vince," I said. I was tired. It had been a long, and very physical day. I don't remember anything else, so I guess I fell asleep. * * * The next morning, when I woke up, I was lying on my stomach, with my legs spread apart. It only took a moment for my early morning fogginess to clear, because I was surprised to feel something moving easily in and out of my asshole! Snapping my head around, I looked over my shoulder, and saw Vincent on his hands and knees between my legs, leering at me, as he slid a lubricated finger in and out of my hole! "Damn," I exclaimed grinning, as he reached dee[ inside me and rubbed my prostate gland with his fingertip, causing my boner, which was pointing upward and was pressed flat between my lower belly and the mattress, to bulge for a moment. "What a great way to wake up!" Vincent slid a second finger into me then and I moaned happily. For a minute he fucked me with both fingers, before stopping to grease his cock up. As soon as he was lubricated, Vincent got into position, and lowered his hips toward my ass, holding his stiffness pointing straight in front of him, at my anus. A moment later, I felt his glans touch my pucker, then gently he and easily, because he'd prepped me so well, he slid his manhood down into me, as we both groaned happily! Gently and slowly then Vincent began to fuck me! Vincent continued steadily pumping his hips up and down, pushing his penis in and out of my rectum, until both of us were inflamed and nearly ready to burst. Finally, he apparently couldn't take it anymore, and he began pumping his hips up and down faster and he shoved himself in and out of me more firmly, as I arched my back and pushed my hips upward, so that my ass more quickly met his body during his inward strokes. Within seconds, I was gripping the sheets with one hand, and had reached down and under myself and was swiftly masturbating with the other. Then, after only a couple more seonds, I gasped and clenched my kegel muscles, clamping weakly at Vincent's hard pole, and blasting a large streak of thick, pearly semen onto the bed beneath me. "Ooohmmmm!!" Vincent moaned then, and I felt him tense and pause for just a split second, with his cock shoved deep inside me. Deep inside, my love tunnel felt as if his dick was moving more easily in and out of it, as he resumed vigorously fucking me. I spasmed joyously again, and so did he, as he continued rutting in and out of me. For another half minute or so, Vincent continued fucking me, and a few more times, each of us blew another load, and groaned happily, until eventually, our orgasms ended. when it was over, Vincent sank into me, and lowered himself over me, hugging me from behind, as I let go of my own penis, and allowed my body to sink back onto the bed, which was liberally coated with streaks and spots of my passion for Vincent's work. "What a great way to wake up!" I murmured, smiling. "Yeah," Vincent cooed, and I felt his hot breath on my ear. Quietly then, we rested a few minutes, until Vincent's penis had returned to it's normal state and fallen out of my asshole. He climbed off me then, and I got up off his bed. Quickly I peeked out the door into the hallway, and seeing nobody, and the bathroom door open, I dashed across the hall, with Vincent on my heels, chuckling. I sat on the toilet for a few minutes, and patiently Vincent waited for me to empty. I hadn't taken a dump in a while and must've been ready to, because in addition to Vincent's spooge drooling back out of me, a few large hard balls of shit, which were well greased by all Vincent's cum, as well as the KY jelly, blasted out of my hole like little cannon balls, and splashed into the water in the bowl beneath me. Twice, some of the water splashed upward and hit my anus, stinging it. And after the last one popped out, a huge, long fart blew out of me as well. Instantly once it was out, I felt really good and empty. "Jesus Christ!" Vincent muttered, and he sprayed some Glade air freshener, while I snickered. Finally, I wiped and got up, and the two of us got into the shower. Together then, we drained the hot water heater of all its hot water, as we "washed" each other. Each of us had another orgasm while we were getting clean! When we had both finally gotten off again, and were clean, and starting to feel the water turning cold, we shut it off and quickly got out of the tub and dried off. Then we went back to Vincent's room and got dressed. "I'm starved!" Vincent announced. "Let's go see what's to eat!" "Sounds good!" I agreed, and the two of us took off for the kitchen. * * * When we got to the kitchen, we were surprised to find vincent's father there already. We figured he'd have been sleeping in, like he usually did on the weekends. He was sitting at the table, having a cup of coffee, and he was reading the newspaper. He responded amicably enough to our greetings of "Good Morning", but seemed to me to be rather quiet. Vincent reached into a cupboard and grabbed a couple of bowls for us, and a box of dry cereal. I pulled a couple spoons out of the silverware drawer, and Vincent got some milk out of the refrigerator. We sat down at the table then, opposite Vincent's father to eat. Just after we'd started spooning some cereal into our mouths, Vincent's father put his paper down, and looked purposely, but also with a strange, almost worried look on his face. "I walked in on you guys in the bathroom last night," he began. I looked at Vincent and he looked at me. Neither of us knew what he was talking about. We hadn't done anything in the bathroom, but pee and brush our teeth before we went to bed. As we looked confused, Vincent's father added, "at the doughnut shop. I saw you two kissing, and groping each other!" All the color suddenly drained from Vincent's face, and I thought he was going to pass out. On the otherhand, I felt my face quickly heat up as if I was on fire. As Vincent quietly choked on his cereal, and it looked as if his eyes were filling up with tears, I glanced quickly at his father, then looked away again. I was surprised he didn't look upset or angry. Suddenly then too, I recalled how strange Jon was acting, and how he and Vincent's father were talking seriously in the line at the doughnut shop. Had he noticed Vincent's father walk in on us? "Jon knows, doesn't he?" I couldn't stop myself from asking. "Did he say something to you?" Vincent's father asked suddenly. "No," I said, looking at him finally, and wondering why Jon hadn't said anything. "I just thought you two were acting strange, that's all." "Oh," Vincent's father said. He looked at Vincent then and noticed how upset poor Vincent looked. I was starting to get angry. "Oh Vincent!" his father cried suddenly. "NO! I didn't mean to upset you. I'm sorry. Please don't get upset." The buildup of anger I was feeling suddenly disintigrated, and I looked more carefully at Vincent's father. To my surprise, he looked anguished, because his son was so shocked and obviously frightened. Vincent's father put a hand gently on Vincent's shoulder then and gently he said, "First thing you need to know is, no matter what - your mother and I will always love you!" Suddenly all the tension left my body, and oddly, my eyes filled with tears. Tears of relief. "Wh-what?" Vincent asked, finally, looking at his father, with eyes brimming with tears as well. "Well," his father said. "If it turns out you're gay, which it seems it's going to, I won't lie to you. I won't be happy about it - but truly - that's only because I'll be worried for you. It'll be a lot harder for you in life if you're gay. But, Vince... your mother and I will always love you, and be there for you, even if you are gay!" Vincent stared unbelievingly at his father for a moment, then suddenly, he collapsed emotionally, and began sobbing, which seemed to shock Vincent's father, as much as it did me. I couldn't stop my own tears from breaking loose then, and even Vincent's father, who'd leaped up and squatted down to hug Vincent as he wept, started to weep himself. He got hold of himself after a moment though, and eventually Vincent started to calm down, as his dad gently rubbed his back, saying over and over, "It's OK.". I just looked on, not knowing what to say or do. "What the heck???" Vincent's mother cried. She'd just stepped into the kitchen, yawning. Her sleep filled eyes flew wide open as she suddenly gawked around the room at all of us, shocked at finding us all in tears. "OH!" Vincent's father cried, seeming startled. Quickly he cleared his throat and said, "Um... everything's OK Hon. Um... I think Vincent has something to tell you though." Instantly Vincent looked traumatized again. I guess he'd hoped maybe his father wouldn't tell his mother, or that he already had, and that she had already told his father it was OK with her. "What?" Vincent's mother asked calmly. Then looking at Vincent with a sympathetic smile, she added "That he's gay and Alex is his boyfriend?" "YOU KNEW?" Vincent's father cried, shocked. "You couldn't tell?" Vincent's mother asked, turning and looking a little incredulously at him. Vincent had stopped crying by then, and was looking in shock at his mother. So was his father. I was too. "Oh Honey," Vincent's mother said, her head snapping back toward her son as she remembered how upset he was. Quickly, she smiled and stepped over to Vincent and slipped an arm around him. "I figured it out a while ago... when I heard some questionable sounds coming from your room when you were both in there together. And... Alex's Mom confirmed my suspicions after that. It's OK Honey! We love you! No matter what! It doesn't matter to us that you're gay!" She surprised me when she looked at me and smiled and said, "And we think you're a great guy and love you too Alex!" All I could do was blush deeply, both because of her stated affection, and too, because she had apparently heard us having sex once, and on top of that, because my mother had apparently 'outted' us as well! Vincent was wrapped up enough in his own family drama that he seemingly ignored the parts about his mother hearing us, and my mother 'outing' us. He sniffled and wrapped his arms around his mother's hips and hugged her tightly. "You mean it?" he asked, sounding forlorn yet. "Absolutely!" His mother said, and she hugged him back. "Positively!" His father added, and he surprised me by getting up and stepping over and hugging both his wife and son together. I was surprised to hear a mournful wail come from Vincent then. Instead of seeming happy, he began weeping all over again. He told me later, it was because he was just so overwhelmed by and happy over his parents' acceptance of his orientation. Vincent pulled himself together a moment later, as his parents pulled away from him. They looked at him with concern, but realized he was composing himself. "So, you don't have to keep anything a secret from us anymore, OK?" his mom said in a soothing voice. Smiling a little, Vincent nodded. "OK then, um... how about pancakes for breakfast instead of this crappy cold cereal?" she asked, purposely changing the subject, and looking back and forth between us. Surprised, but relieved, and happy, we both smiled and nodded. Quickly then, as we watched, and her husband went back to his newspaper, although I really don't think he was reading it - he never flipped the page once... I expect he was lost in thought over the turn of events with his family, she whipped up some batter, and fried up some pancakes. The four of us shared a happy breakfast together then, talking over the highlights of the previous night's activities. As we were finishing eating, Vincent's Mom suddenly asked us what we thought about inviting my Mom, Jon, his Mom, and Ryan over for dinner. I was a little surprised, but Vincent didn't seem to be. Maybe she'd mentioned it to him earlier. When we both grinned and told her we thought that would be nice, she smiled back at us and excused herself to go make some calls and invite them. We took the opportunity then to head back up to Vincent's room. As we excused ourselves, I saw Vincent eyeing his father. I guessed he was trying to see what his father's reaction would be to our going upstairs together, realizing that it might mean we were going to have sex. Vincent looked a little fearful I though. Curious myself to see what his father's reaction would be, I looked carefully at him. He only looked at Vincent, and smiled and said "OK," in response to Vincent's statement that we were going upstairs. I couldn't help thinking he had a slightly funny look in his eyes though. As we walked away, it suddenly hit me. It wasn't so much his eyes that had a strange look in them. It was the way his nostrils seemed to flare slightly, when he replied to Vincent. Quickly I looked back and wasn't very surprised when I saw the man's hand drop down under the table and move to his lap, where he proceeded to adjust himself. Possibly feeling guilty, he glanced in our direction, and caught me observing him, and suddenly blushed, as he ripped his hand away from what looked like an expanding problem. Was it possible that Vincent's father was excited over the thought we might be going upstairs to have sex??? I decided to keep quiet about it with Vincent. Quickly I spun back around and followed Vincent up the stairs. * * * When we got up to Vincent's room, I was surprised that Vincent didn't immediately strip naked, which was generally always the first thing he did. He was too exuberant over the fact he was "out" to his parents though, and they were OK with the fact he's gay! So, of course, we talked for a few minutes about it, or I should say, Vincent rattled on and on excitedly about it, not giving me much of a chance to add to the conversation. I was so happy for him though, that I just sat and grinned at him as he expounded on and on. Of course, after a few minutes, he grinned at me and suggested we 'celebrate'! Of course I agreed, although, I suggested that we try to be quieter than we'd been in the past, since apparently, his mother was able to hear us at times! Laughing, but blushing a little, Vincent agreed. Quickly then, he stood up, padded over to the door and gently and silently turned the lock. Immediately then, when he turned around, he grinned and began stripping like usual! As soon as we were naked, grinning, we both fell onto Vincent's bed, and rolled toward each other. We embraced then and started kissing and touching and feeling each other all over. I so loved the feeling of Vincent's soft hands lightly rubbing all over my body, and intermittently, as I did the same to him, either or both of our hardons would flex with excitement! Eventually, Vincent quickly spun around and we sucked on each other in a '69' a little. Finally, Vincent pulled away from me, and spun around again, then reached over into his night stand drawer and pulled out a tube of KY jelly. Quickly he greased up, then crawled into place, and as I pulled my legs up, he centered the tip of his penis directly on the center of my opening. Slowly and steadily then he pushed forward and mounted me. For the next several minutes then, Vincent made slow, passionate love to me - slower and more sensually than he'd ever performed before! It was different than usual, maybe because we were trying not to be too loud, maybe because of Vincent's new found happiness. I don't know for sure what it was, but as he drilled his cock in and out of me, Vincent stared deep into my eyes - into my inner being, and as he did, he had such a look of passion on his face. His nostrils were open wide, his face was tinged pink, and he looked so serious, yet.... adoring. As we both climbed the mountain to our pinnacle of joy, Vincent leaned in and began kissing me. Of course I responded by kissing him back. Then, with our lips locked, and our tongues doing battle with each other, as we breathed heavily in and out through our noses, Vincent continued slowly and steadily pumping his hips up and down, until finally, we were both grunting and squirming as we tried to hold back the inevitable. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back, and I felt like I was exploding as a violent quake shook me, and I blew a huge, long, thick stream of semen from my cock! It felt awesome! A moment later, as I was about to blow again, vincent groaned and paused for a split second, and I knew he was pumping my rectum full of his love juice. Quickly he resumed fucking me, just as I sprayed his belly again, which was followed by anothe groan from Vincent, and still more cum filling my intestines. Vincent continued making love to me, and we continued kissing for a couple more minutes, and for the first several seconds, we both spasmed over and over, sharing one of the most spine shattering mutual orgasms we'd ever experienced together! "God I love you so much!" Vincent gasped a moment after he'd stopped cumming and pulled his mouth from mine. Hot and damp with a slight sheen of sweat, he finally fully collapsed on top of me, again mashing his lips against mine, as his cock sank fully back into me. We lay together then, my semen smearing all over between our torsos, as we kissed passionately, while we both began to recover from our orgasms. * * * Eventually, Vincen't penis shrank completely, and slipped out of my hole. Before his jism began leaking from me, I suggested we head for the bathroom, and shower. "Cool!" he agreed, and immediately got up. So did I. Vincent quietly opened the door into the hallway, and finding it empty, he grabbed my hand, and pulled me out into the hallway after him, just as I began to feel a trickle of warm liquid on the upper inside of my left thigh. I sat on the toilet for a couple minutes, draining Vincent's goo. Then, quickly we showered together, each washing the other. Although we both hardened, Vincent looked at me and apologetically asked if we could just get washed up and get dressed, in case people started arriving. I agreed, so that's what we did. A short time later, fully clad, we bounded down the stairs together. "OH Good!" Vincent's mother cried. "You can help me finish getting things ready, while your father gets showered and dressed!" I couldn't help smiling, and neither could Vincent, as we headed to the kitchen. * * * It wasn't long after we finished helping Vincent's Mom get things ready for dinner that my mom, Jon's mom, Jon and Ryan arrived. And it wasn't long after that, that Vincent and I dragged Jon and Ryan up to Vincent's room, and told them about Vincent's parents finding out he's gay! "Really?" Jon asked, sounding very surprised upon hearing Vincent's announcement. He looked worried as he asked, "How'd they take it?" "GREAT!" Vincent gushed. "They still love me just the same!" "That's fantasic!" Jon cried, grinning. I couldn't help noticing that he looked relieved. I was more than a little surprised by Ryan's reaction though! He suddenly cried "Yes!" and impulsively grabbed Vincent and hugged him tightly. Ecstatically, Vincent hugged him back, equally as tightly, as Jon and I watched, both mildly surprised by their mutual demonstrativeness. After a moment though, nudging me, Jon grinned and nodded at them and said, "I'm really happy how close they seem to have gotten, so quickly." "Yeah," I said, still feeling a little surprised, but also very happy for Vincent, and for Ryan too. I asked Jon then if he knew about Vincent's father catching us, and was surprised when he admitted he did. He must've noticed my shock, because quickly he apologized for not being able to give us a head's up. He was going to say something else, but before he could, I told him it was OK, because everything had worked out OK. Together then all four of us talked for a few minutes, marveling at the fact that we were all finally "out" to all our parents, and that all of them still loved and accepted us for who and what we are! Shortly we heard the doorbell ring and Vincent's mom called us to come down, so we all trooped out of Vincent's room, and headed down the stairs. We were all surprised when Ryan suddenly cried out, "MOM! DAD! What're you doing here?" The adults all laughed, as a pretty woman, who I assumed was Ryan's mom told him that vincent's mom had called and invited them to come to dinner too. Since it was finally a nice, snow-free day, they'd decided to drive up and meet everyone. Still surprised, Ryan quickly introduced his parents to everyone then. Neither he nor Jon could stop grinning when they saw how well Jon's mom and Ryan's parents seemed to get along. And I was very happy when I saw how well my mom and Vincent's parents seemed to be getting along too. So was Vincent. Soon, the women went out to the kitchen, and finished cooking our dinner, while Ryan's and Vincent's Dad's sat down by the fire with glasses of whiskey that Vincent's father had poured for them. As Vincent showed us his presents, I saw Jon watching the two men, so I watched a little two. Jon and I smiled a little when we heard Ryan's dad giving Vincent's dad some advice on how to be a dad to a gay boy! Soon Vincent's Mom called us to the table, and we all enjoyed a great meal together! I grinned and reached over with my foot under the table and nudged Jon, then nodded toward a full glass of wine that was sitting in front of me. Vincent had one too. Jon just grinned and winked at me. I blushed a little though when suddenly Vincent's father, who must've seen, spoke up. "Yes boys," he said, looking at me and Vincent. "You may each have a glass of wine with your dinner today." I thought it was funny he was still standing up, even though everyone was sitting already. Smiling he picked up his glass and said, "I believe we should have a toast!" Grinning, I grabbed my glass and lifted it, along eith everyone else. I was shocked by what happend then though. So were Vincent and Jon and Ryan. After toasting the new year and wishing everyone health, happiness, and prosperity, Vincent's father looked directly at Vincent and me, then at Jon and Ryan, and said, "And now, we, your parents, would like to toast the four of you fine young men. We want you to know how much we love you, regardless of your orientation! The fact that you're gay doesn't change how much we love you, and we want you to know you'll always have our love and support! We wish the four of you nothing but good health and great happiness in this new year, and in all those that follow!" All four of us were stunned, the other adults quickly hollered "Here Here!" then. I could feel my sinuses stinging, and my throaut had a lump in it. I'm sure the other guys felt the same way. I could see Vincent was blinking back the tears. Jon and Ryan both looked to be in similar shape as well. My eye watered more as I looked around the table at all our parents, especially at my mom, and saw they were all smiling real smiles and could tell they all meant it! "OK, let's eat before it gets cold!" Vincent's mother cried suddenly, hoping to break the ueber-seriousness of the moment. The four of us all looked at each other for a moment, then quickly we each took a swallow of the wine and set our glasses down and started eating. It was quiet around the table for a couple minutes, other than the passing of the food, until Vincent's Dad and Ryan's dad started saying we needed to hurry up and eat so we could watch some of the bowl games on TV. The women all groaned upon hearing that, and Vincent's mother suggested they might have a nice cup of tea together in the kitchen, with some sweets. The four of us ate quietly for a couple more minutes before joining in the conversations. The rest of our afternoon, and our vacation, went great! --------------------------------------------------------------------------- And so loyal readers, you've read several chapters that have outlined Alex's ife, from when he was just a boy, who knew little or nothing about sex, through his experimentation and learning from his "big brother" Jon, and his entry into mature relationships, like the one he has with Vincent. You also have witnessed, his coming to terms with what brotherly vs. romantic relationships are all about, and his initially painful, break away from Jon, but his joy at finding he could contine to have both his brotherly and romantic relationships. So, my work is done, relating Alex's education. Alex is now educated, and our story must come to a conclusion. For those who may wonder how Alex, Jon, Vincent, and Ryan ended up, well... Jon and Ryan each successfully finished college, and decided to look for jobs in the same city. Of course they got an apartment together there, and settled down happily together. Alex and Vincent each successfully graduated High School about the same time as Jon and Ryan were finishing college. Not surprisingly, they decided to attend the same college. Eventually, once they both graduated, they decided to settle down together as well. Somewhat surprisingly, they chose a different city that Jon and Ryan though. The city they chose was close enough though, so that they could just take a long car ride to get to each other, which of course they did often. The boys' parents all remained in touch with each other, and all took turns hosting various holidays together, so that all the families got to spend time together, like in the old days. When Ryan's parents retired, they moved to Florida, and invited Jon's mother and Alex's mother and Vincent's parents to visit them. Seeing how nice the area of FLorida was that Ryan's parents were in, the others all quickly decided they might as well retire to the same area too! And so, once the parents were retired, instead of driving to their old hometowns for holidays and vacations, the boys all headed to Florida instead. And they all lived happily ever after! The End (OK - a bit cliche' - but Hey! Who doesn't like a good ending??? :) ) ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's Note - If you enjoyed this story, there are plenty more by me on Nifty as well. Just go to Nifty's home page and click on the link that takes you to a list of "Prolific Net Authors" (or some similar wording) and go down the list to my name. Click on it, and you'll find a list of links to my other stories. Some are finished, others I'm still working on. Enjoy!