Date: Tue, 21 Mar 2000 23:45:58 EST From: William Watts Subject: The Castaway Hotel - Chapter 15 Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: *You're not 18 or over, *If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, *Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com * * * * * * * * The Castaway Hotel - by BW (Young-Friends). Copyright 2000 by bwstories44 Chapter 15 - Our love only grows. February 2000 ************************************************************************************** * PLEASE READ - Author's note * * * * I wrote two versions of this chapter. You have your choice of how you want to see the story progress. * * * * Read Chapter 15 if you don't think that Josh should accept Brandon and Danny's offer to have sex * * with them, even though they are legally at the age of consent in the state where the story takes * * place. * * * * Read Chapter 15A if you want the boys to be able to decide if they have sex with Josh. * * * * Either way, enjoy. * ************************************************************************************** Brandon was slowly recovering from his post orgasmic bliss and he began to pay more attention to Danny. He let his lips move over and nibble on Danny's ear lobes and then he licked around Danny's outer ear. From there, Brandon moved down to Danny's neck and he worked his way around to Danny's other ear. Brandon repeated his previous efforts on the new ear and then he moved down to his friend's nipples. Brandon nursed on his two tender, young breasts, sucking and playing with the erect little nubs that stood up so proudly. Danny was groaning loudly, appreciating his attention on these two long neglected boy parts and Brandon made sure that both brown delights got identical attention. The blond moved along Danny's body, from his sternum to his navel, licking up the sweet boy taste and washing away any impurities from the surface. He licked his way around Danny's genitals, moving through the dark triangle of pubic hairs and down to his tight ball sac. He took the whole thing in his mouth trying to give his lover as much pleasure as he could with his tongue. There was a tickle in Brandon's throat and he tried to clear it. Danny squirmed under that sensation so he cleared his throat a few more times to please his dark haired friend. Brandon went farther down, bathing Danny's perineum (the area between his scrotum and the anus) and trying to stimulate this most sensitive of areas. After bringing as much enjoyment to Danny as he could by stimulating that area, he lifted his head up and gave those eggs a little more attention. Finally, dropping Danny's scrotum from his lips, he advanced to move on to Danny's beautiful cut rod. He slipped his mouth over the head, tasting the pre-cum that had collected there, and he went down the shaft until he had swallowed it all. Brandon began bobbing up and down on Danny's joystick, causing enough friction to bring a prize bull to orgasm. After several minutes of effort, Danny's body shuddered, his tube swelled in Brandon's mouth and he let loose with six strong blasts of semen into his lover's oral cavity. It was sweet and Brandon kept siphoning Danny's pecker until it was totally drained of fluids. Brandon crawled back up the bed, until he was even with Danny's head, and he kissed him again, sharing his own boy taste with him. "Thanks, Brandon," he said, once he had recovered. "I loved every minute of it. It was awesome." "I loved it, too, Danny and I love you even more. Are you ready to continue?" "Yeah, sure. Get me ready." Brandon had greased up his pole while he was talking to Danny. Then he took the KY and prepared Danny's pucker, working and stretching him until he had three fingers in his opening. When Danny was ready, Brandon lined his hard-on up with Danny's hole and he began his entry. He pushed against Danny's rosebud, the sphincter slowly giving way to the pressure, and he eased into his lover's tight tube. When the blond had penetrated Danny to his limit, he began his thrusting motions and he kissed Danny all around his handsome face. For the first time, Brandon began to drink in the clean, boyish smell of his partner, enjoying the apricot scent Danny's shampoo had left in his hair. Brandon continued with long, steady strokes and he worked the brunettes tunnel with the skill of a diamond cutter. Brandon made sure that he had the correct angle for his fuck-stick to stroke Danny's prostate and Brandon brushed the sensitive gland as frequently as he could. The low throaty noises that came out of Danny sounded like some sort of engine that sorely needed a tune-up. The sounds were raspy, jerky and uneven, as they coincided, only, with the feelings that were pulsing through his torso. Brandon was beginning to feel his own tingling sensations starting at his toes and working their way up his legs to his groin. Brandon began to pound Danny's ass harder and faster, as Danny's moaning became louder and louder. Brandon tried to coax Danny into quieting down and he complied as best he could. The blond continued to hammer Danny's butt as his own seed began to rise in his light pole. A few more thrusts and he emptied his load of jizz into his willing partner. Slowly, he rolled off of Danny and lie on the bed next to his friend while Danny enjoyed the lingering pleasures of his recent ride. "Thanks, Brandon," he whispered to his friend when he had returned to consciousness. "That was really awesome. It was better than I could have hoped for." When I felt that they had sufficient time to fully carry out their acts of love, I rejoined them in my bedroom. I held them tightly, throughout the night, trying to let my love pass from my body and flow into theirs. I wanted them to know they were loved without having to have sexual contact to prove it. I think my efforts were successful. Going downstairs to breakfast, we got some strange looks from Jay and Ricky. They had been sleeping in Ricky's room, which shared a wall with mine, and I take it that salt and pepper had disturbed their slumber. After Danny and Brandon left the room, the dynamic duo told me that besides teaching the other pair about sex, I should teach them how to keep the noise down so they didn't wake everyone else up. I apologize to the boys for the oversight and their insensitivity. That afternoon we continued our normal routine. We learned that Kevin was a goalkeeper for his old soccer team and that he was interested in seeing if it was too late for him to try out with the others. The boys all assured him that he still would have the opportunity to play on the team. They asked me to drive them to the school early, so they could work out with each other before tryouts that afternoon. I agreed and I remained there so I could sit and watch them while they played. I was impressed with how good each of the older four boys was skill wise and I felt that none of them would have to worry about making the team. The younger pair, however, still had some work ahead of them, especially Jay. I planned to encourage the older boys into doing some individualize coaching with Ricky and Jay, to help the boys improve in their spare time. Tryouts started and the four older boys went with the JV/Varsity group while my munchkins went with the modified group. I was glad they wouldn't be competing with each other. After practice, they all came directly over to join me. "Aren't you going to shower?" I asked. "We plan on playing more at home," Kevin responded, "and we'll shower, there, after we've finished." "Very well. Let's go then." I opened the front windows of the van, to make it more breathable, and we went home. "You guys looked good out there," I told them. "Did you see Kevin in goal?" Dustin inquired. "He's as quick as a cat in there. The coach really liked him." "From what I could tell, I think that the coach liked the way all of you played. I'm going to be very proud to have my sons make up such a large percentage of the team." They all thanked me before the younger duo presented their addendum. "We're not as good as the rest of them but I think we'll make our team." "That's only because you're younger and less experienced than the older boys. I'm glad to hear that you think you'll make the team, though. I'm sure your brothers will help you improve your skill levels, if that's what you want. If they do help you, just listen to what they teach you and you'll soon be doing as well as they are." "I'm not sure about me," Jay said somewhat sadly. "I haven't got as much coordination as they do." "Jay, give yourself some credit," I told him. "You're just at that awkward stage but that won't last forever. You'll eventually grow into your body and your coordination will catch up. Don't get down on yourself and don't give up, in the mean time." "You really think I'll get better?" All the boys answered for me and told both boys that they were better than they thought. They informed them that, with sufficient dedication and practice, they would help them improve their skills. The dynamic duo agreed and they set up their own practice schedule for improvement. Later that evening I took Brandon and Jay home and I came back to spend time with my four sons. Dustin and Kevin were in the office on the computer and Danny and Ricky were watching TV. I was in the kitchen checking on dinner when Kevin asked to speak to me. I said that would be fine but he said he wanted to talk in private. We went into the family room and I closed the door behind us. "Dad, the other boys said that I could talk to you about anything and I have a problem." "Well, I'll help you if I can. What the matter?" "I think there's something wrong with one of my balls." "What do you mean?" "It doesn't feel right. I think it has a lump." "That doesn't sound good. Let me go out and slow dinner down a little so I can check this out. I'll meet you up in my bedroom in just a minute." Kevin went upstairs and I turned down the temperature of the oven before I went up to join him. When I walked into my room, Kevin was already laying on my bed with his shorts around his ankles. I sat beside him and felt his testicles with my thumb and fingers. He was right. One of the testicles did seem to have a lump on it. "Does it hurt at all?" I asked. "There's no pain, it just feels funny. I first noticed it after my dad beat me up after that thing with Dustin. I thought, at first, that it was just a bruise from the beating but it hasn't gone away." "Does it cause you any problems when you urinate or ejaculate?" "I don't think so but I've never really thought about it then. You can jerk me off to see, if you want." "I'll be honest with you, Kevin. I'm worried about this. I'll make an appointment for you with the doctor. I'll call as soon as they open on Monday." "Don't you want to check it out to see if it hurts when I shoot?" "I'm not sure that you need me for that. I think you can do that for yourself or you can have one of the other boys give you a hand, so to speak. Would you like me to send one of them up?" "Yeah. Would you ask Dustin to come up here? I know that he'll help me find out if it hurts at all." I sent Dustin up to my room. He tried to be very gentle with Kevin, as he rubbed his testicles and penis with his hand, trying to get Kevin hard. He was very responsive to Dustin's touch and his little buddy was soon standing at attention. Dustin teased his foreskin for a brief time, letting it slip back and forth over the head. Kevin was grinning at him while he was doing that. "I like the way you treat my dick. You seem to know what makes it feel good and what makes it hurt. Most guys want to uncover the head right away and they don't realize how sensitive our tips can be, seeing they're covered most of the time. You do and you just roll the skin around and don't bother the tip while you're giving me pleasure. That's nice." "Well, I'm glad you like that." Dustin continued to play with Kevin's dick and then he began to stroke it, trying to tease his love juice to the surface. Kevin's eyes were closed and his breathing was becoming labored as he neared his orgasm. Dustin watched him as his body went rigid and he thrust his hips upward as he released five blasts of hot boy spunk. It was white and creamy and it soon covered his abdomen. Kevin remained still for a couple of minutes before he cleaned up and they came down to talk to me. "It didn't hurt at all dad," he told me with a look of relief on his face and then he paused. "You know, I really like having you as my dad. I could never have talked to my own father about a problem like this." "I like having you for a son, too, and I'm glad that you trust me enough to let me help you. You boys are all very important to me and I would do almost anything for you. I'm glad there was no pain but I'm still going to call the doctor's office Monday morning, just to be on the safe side." "Thanks, dad. Can I sleep with you tonight? I know that the other boys do once in a while." "May I sleep with you tonight?" "You may if I can," he joked, knowing what I was trying to tell him. We both laughed and I told him that he could. * * * * * * * * If you enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at www.teenboyauthors.org/thewolf, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mails may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com.