Date: Wed, 22 Nov 2006 07:05:37 -1000 From: Chris Parker Subject: Kyle and his brothers 6 This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between minors. If you are offended by such descriptions, read no further. If you are under 18 years of age, the laws of most states prohibit your reading this story. The author claims all copyrights to this story, and no duplication or publication is allowed, except by web sites to which it has been posted, without consent of the author. If you would like to comment on this story, please contact the author at the email address listed above. KYLE AND HIS BROTHERS, Part 6 After Sam went to his room, Kyle, Jeff, and I put our boxers back on and went to bed, leaving the door open. Jeff slept on the futon again. I fell asleep right away, and woke up the next morning to the sound of the shower running. Kyle was apparently in there, since he wasn't in bed. I had a partial morning boner, and knowing the parade of naked brothers was about to begin sent my dick to full-blown hardness. Sam came walking in, naked and at half mast, and sat next to me on the bed. I was uncovered, and he saw my tent. He reached through the fly of my boxers and pulled out my dick, then started to stroke it. We heard someone peeing in the other bathroom, and a moment later Matty came walking in. He watched Sam jack my pole, and his own little dick popped up. It was the first time we'd seen each other hard. His boner was actually pretty cute. Only about three inches long at the most, it pointed straight up, and his helmet was a deep reddish purple. His little nuts were pulled tight in their sack. Jeff got up, shed his boxers, gave his own boner a few strokes, then went into the bathroom to piss. Kyle finished his shower about the same time. It turned out Jon was in there with him. Jeff stuck his head out the bathroom door and told Matty to join him in the shower. I told Sam he'd better stop jacking me; I wanted to save my jizz for later. He went and sat down on one of the chairs while Kyle and Jon finished drying themselves off. I lay on the bed with my hands behind my head, staring at the ceiling. My dick was still sticking out of my boxers. Kyle asked me what I was thinking about. "Genetics," I said. "What?" he asked, obviously not expecting that answer. I sat up and explained. "I was just thinking about how you guys are so alike in some ways and so different in others." "How so?" he asked. "Well," I said, "it's easy to tell by looking at you that you're all brothers. Even though the younger dudes have lighter hair, and the twins are pretty dark, you guys look a lot alike in your faces. But not downstairs. Jeff has more fur than you, the twins have their thick bushes and skinny little dicks, Jon has his monster. If you guys were in a lineup with hoods over your heads, nobody would ever guess you were brothers. Except for the twins." The three brothers laughed. "Yeah," Kyle said, "that's true. We don't think our faces look that much alike, but we hear it from other people all the time. You're the only person outside our family and our doctor who knows what we all look like naked. I can't explain the dick and pubes stuff, it's just how we are." I laid back down again and jacked my dick a little. The twins came in. As they walked past me they each gave my helmet a squeeze. I decided I'd better put my dick back inside my boxers. "You two take a shower next," Kyle told them, "and make it fast. Chris and Sam still have to go." Jeff and Matty finished up, and the twins took their place. "You guys don't mind taking a shower together, do you?" Kyle asked Sam and me. "Not at all," we replied. Sam gave me a wink. Jon headed back to his room, and as he walked past me I grabbed his awesome salami. I really wanted to suck the sweet jizz out of that big boy again, but it would have to wait. The twins finished, and Kyle asked if the water was still hot. "Yeah, plenty," David answered. Sam and I pissed, then got in the shower and closed the glass doors. They were frosted and textured, so you couldn't really see through them at all. I turned on the water and we made out for a little while. I dropped to my knees. Sam gave his dick a few strokes, then stuck it in my mouth. He ran his fingers through my wet hair as I sucked him good. I wanted so badly to make Sam cum, to taste and eat it. We had hardly done anything the day before. He put his hands on my shoulders and fucked my mouth. Within a minute or so his grip tightened, and he shot a nice load. Breakfast was served. Cream of Sam. I swallowed it and stood up, my dick rock hard again. "Now do you wanna jizz?" he asked. "Oh, yeah," I answered, and he went down on me. I shampooed my hair and washed my upper body as Sam sucked my cock and played with my nuts. It seemed like such an efficient thing to do. I jacked my dick while he sucked my balls, then he went back to my helmet. I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I put my hands on his head, grunted a little, and shot. He kept sucking on my helmet, and the feeling was so intense I couldn't stand it. I had to push his head away; my helmet was way too sensitive. He looked up at me, and I said "thanks. That was great." He smiled. I shampooed Sam's hair and washed his body all over. He cleaned me up good from the waist down, which kept me hard. I'm sure our dicks were as clean as they'd ever been, but that was par for the course when we showered together. We started losing hot water and my dick started losing altitude. We got out, dried off, dressed, and went downstairs. At breakfast Kyle's mom told him that they'd been invited to the neighbors for lunch the next day. I was welcome to join them, but I told her, "thanks, but I really should get back home by noon." I didn't really have to be home then; I just didn't want to be mooching food off people I didn't know. As we were finishing up breakfast the phone rang. Kyle answered, and it was Luke, one of our friends from football. He asked if Kyle and Jeff wanted to go to the water park. Kyle told him I was there spending the weekend. Luke said he should invite me, too. Kyle asked me and Jeff if we wanted to go, and we said yeah. Sam wanted to go, too, but his mom told him he wasn't invited, and he had plenty of work to do around the house that day. Sam was clearly bummed, and I felt a little bad about having to leave him behind. Half an hour later we were in Luke's car heading for the water park. We spent the whole day there, having a blast. Plus we got to check out some young dick in the changing room. There were a few cuties in there, I'd guess between 13 and 17, who were not shy about letting us see their goods. Of course, we'd seen Luke naked plenty of times in the school locker room, so that was nothing new. He didn't really have anything to brag about, but he was uncut, which was kinda cool. We got back to Kyle's around 5:30. Kyle asked Luke if he wanted to stay for dinner, but he had other plans. So we thanked him and said goodbye. We went up to Kyle's room, and were surprised to find it immaculate. Everything had been cleaned, there were fresh sheets on the bed, the carpet had been vacuumed, clothes had been washed and lay folded on the bed. "Guess the maid was here," Jeff laughed. Sam walked in and said, "say hi to the maid." "You did all this?" Kyle asked. "Yup," Sam replied, "while you guys were out having fun at the water park, we were busting our asses all day. We had to clean the garage, mow the lawn, help with the laundry, and clean the upstairs. So I did your room." "Thanks," Kyle and Jeff said together. "You're welcome," Sam replied, "I expect you to make it up to me tonight." Jeff got on the phone and called his cousin Mike to see if he was back and if he had any buds. Mike was back, but wouldn't have anything for another day or two. "We're down to the last joint," Jeff said, "the twins aren't gonna be happy about that." "Tough shit," Kyle replied, "they smoke too much anyway. We need to get them out of the house tonight." "Not a problem," Sam said, "they're going over to Sean's to practice." "Perfect," Kyle said, "now if we can just get rid of Jon and Matty we'll have the place to ourselves for a couple hours." Kyle's parents took off again after dinner, and the twins went to their friend's house. Kyle asked Jon what he and Matty were up to. Jon told him Zack was back home, and they were going over to hang out with him. We had lucked out. Back up in the room, Kyle busted out three beers and a Mountain Dew. Jeff grabbed the remaining joint, last night's roach, and a lighter from the back of one of the desk drawers. "You better let that drawer air out," Kyle said. "I was just thinking the same thing," Jeff replied. Even though the roach was wrapped in plastic, it reeked. "Is anybody else as horny as I am?" Sam asked. "I doubt it," Jeff replied laughing. "I've been waiting for this all day," Sam said, grabbing the bulge in his shorts. "So have I," I told him. "What do you wanna do?" Kyle asked me. I was ready. "It was cool watching Sam and Jon go at it last night, cuz they're regular partners. I'd like to watch you and Jeff in action." It was partly true, but mostly a ploy designed to make sure Sam and I would pair up at least once. "Okay," Kyle said. I didn't think he saw through me, but Sam might have. Jeff fired up the joint and we smoked about three quarters of it. We sat around the table munching snacks and drinking beers and Dew. Sam still couldn't keep his hands off his dick. We finished our drinks, and I was eager to get started. None of us had anything on but our shorts and boxers. I told Sam to stand up, then I yanked off his clothes and stroked his boner a few times. "Show time, boys," I said to Kyle and Jeff. They got the message and took off their clothes, then plopped down on the bed. I got up and Sam pulled my shorts and boxers off. We stood at the foot of the bed watching his two oldest brothers 69. Compared with the show Sam and Jon had put on the night before, this was a bit of a letdown. But only because nothing could have been as hot as watching the younger two. I put my arm around Sam's shoulder and pulled him tight. He put his arm around my waist and pulled even tighter. Both our dicks were "fully erect." Kyle and Jeff were really going at it. They kept changing 69 positions: lying on their sides, then Kyle was on his back and Jeff above him, back to their sides again, then Jeff on the bottom... it was pretty cool. Sam was stroking his dick, and his eyes were glued to his brothers. I needed to get sucked. I asked Kyle and Jeff if they could turn crosswise so Sam and I could get on the bed and do another 138. They obliged, and Sam and I started going at it. The session lasted longer than I expected, but eventually Kyle and Jeff got off in each other's mouth. Sam and I managed to squeeze out another five minutes or so. The great thing about 69-ing with Sam was it was almost guaranteed that if he came first, which he usually did, his explosion would probably set off my own. And that's what happened this time as well. He squirted his sweet boy jizz into my mouth, and within maybe ten seconds I served up my own sticky dessert. The four of us lay on the bed for a few more minutes, recovering. "I need to replenish some fluids," Kyle said. We all laughed, and went back to the table. Kyle opened the door , and suggested it might be better if we put our shorts back on. We wouldn't start another session till after Jon and Matty went to bed. We decided not to finish off the joints yet, but just have more drinks and snacks. We heard the front door close and looked at the clock. It was just after nine. "Jon and Matty are back early," Kyle said. The twins came up the stairs carrying their guitar cases. "What are you guys doing back so soon?" Kyle asked. "There was a little trouble at Sean's house," Danny said. "What happened?" Kyle asked. "We'll tell you in a sec," David replied. They put their guitars in their room, then came into Kyle's. "We were practicing in the garage and Sean's dad came out and told us to turn down the volume, so we did," Danny explained. "We started playing again and his dad came back out and told us it was still too loud. But then he saw the beer cans behind the bass amp, and he snapped." "You guys were drinking?" Kyle asked. "We weren't," David said, "Sean and Jesse were." "So Sean's dad just went ape shit," Danny continued. "He asked whose beers those were, and finally Sean and Jesse confessed. He grabbed Sean by the shirt and I was sure he was gonna deck him. But he just threw him against the wall, grabbed the beers, and told us all to go home. You should have seen David. He was ready to cry." "Shut up asshole," David said, "I was not." "But his dad knows you weren't drinking, right?" Kyle asked. "Yeah, I guess so," David answered, "but I don't know what's gonna happen to Sean. His dad was really pissed." "Sounds like you don't really have anything to worry about, though," Kyle said. "I'm worried about Sean, that's all," David replied, his voice shaking. "Guess you guys had a rough night," Jeff said. He looked at Kyle, pointed at the roaches, and Kyle nodded his head. "Do you still have my pipe?" Jeff asked. "Yeah," the twins replied. "Here," Jeff said, handing David the roaches, "take these to your room and leave us alone. You're gonna bring us down." The twins managed a weak smile, said "thanks," and left. "I bet David was almost crying," Jeff said. "Yeah, probably," Kyle replied, then looked at me and said, "David's kinda sensitive, besides being moody. He's a better musician than Danny, even writes his own songs. And they're pretty good. I think being creative and being emotional might go hand in hand." "Either that or he's a girl trapped in a boy's body," Sam said laughing. "That's not cool," Kyle said. "I was just kidding," Sam replied meekly. Something was troubling me, so I brought it up. "Do you think it's a good idea for David to be getting baked if he's that emotional right now? I mean, it could just make things worse." "Yeah you're right," Kyle said thoughtfully. "I'm gonna see how he is." He left, and the next thing we knew Danny was back. "I got kicked out of my own room," he explained. Danny grabbed a couple of sodas out of the fridge and opened one of them. We sat around for a few minutes talking about the songs their band played, when Kyle returned and sent Danny back to his room. Danny took the sodas and left. "How is he?" Jeff asked. "He's okay," Kyle replied, "he really is worried about Sean, and he started crying a little. I told him maybe he shouldn't smoke right now, but he wants to. He said it will help him relax. I'll check on him again in a little while." "Danny's there," Jeff said, "he'll be okay." Just then we heard the front door close again, and this time it was Jon and Matty. They stopped by the room to see what we were doing. Kyle let them hang out for a little while, drink sodas, and munch on chips. When they had finished their sodas he sent them to bed. "Be right back," he said, and went next door to check on David. When he opened their door we could hear the twins laughing. He came back a minute later and gave us a thumbs up. I think we were all pretty relieved. I certainly was. There was no way I'd have been able to have sex if I knew David was sitting in his room all sad, and I was sure the other three felt the same way. But I needed to be certain about David, and I told Kyle that. I went and knocked on the twins' door, and went inside. The room smelled of pot smoke. I said to David, "I can't get hard unless I know you can." He smiled at me, stood up, and said, "see for yourself." I opened his shorts and pulled them down, along with his boxers. His dick was at half mast. "We were just getting ready to play," Danny said. I knelt in front of David and sucked his helmet. He got hard immediately. I sucked just a little while longer, then stood up. "Satisfied?" he asked, smiling. I put his hand on my crotch so he could feel my own hardening dick. "Very satisfied," I replied, "you guys have fun." "You too," they both said laughing. There was a part of me that would have loved to make out with David just then. Things were starting to get a little complicated. I went back to Kyle's room, closed and locked the door. "So what about David?" Kyle asked. "He's fine," I said, "they were just about to get started with their own session." Sam laughed, then said, "we have the next play picked out. 43 slide." I couldn't wait to find out what the hell he was talking about. "I gotta ask the obvious question," I said. "Don't bother," Jeff replied, "we'll explain it to you." The plan was to form a line of naked boy bodies on the carpet, starting from near the door and wrapping along and around the bed. The guy by the door lies on his side, the next guy sucks him, the third guy sucks him, etc. Well, not much of an "etc." since there's only one guy left. The guy by the door is just lying there enjoying himself, of course; the next two are both sucking and getting sucked, and the last guy is sucking but not getting anything in return. Then, after a certain amount of time, the guy at the top moves to the bottom, and everybody slides up one spot. "Ummm...okay," I said hesitantly. "It's fun," Sam replied. "But you're always sucking the same guy," I said. "No," Kyle answered, "we can flip around any time and move things in the other direction." "Okay," I said, "that sounds cool." We quickly shed our clothes, and Sam was already hard. No surprise. "Who takes point?" Jeff asked. "Let Chris," Kyle said, "he's the guest." So I was given the honor of being at the head of the suck line. Kyle took the second spot, then Sam, then Jeff. I realized that whatever direction we moved I would be sucking either Kyle or Jeff, but that was okay. "One other thing," Sam said, "when you cum you're done. You drop out of the line." I looked at him, and he winked at me. We were both thinking the same thing. If Kyle or Jeff came first, Sam and I would get to suck each other again. So we started my first 43 slide, and it actually was pretty fun. When the first break came and I had to move to the bottom of the line, I said, "you know if we had room and got the twins and Jon in here, we could make a circle." "Don't think it hasn't been tried," Kyle replied. "Really?" I asked, "where?" "Downstairs in the living room," Jeff answered. "You gotta be shitting me," I said, "downstairs where anyone can see you?" Kyle explained, "we did it at night when our parents were gone. We closed the drapes, put some paper over the glass in the front door, turned off all the lights, and went for it." "That living room carpet is really comfy," Sam laughed, "just gotta make sure you don't get any spunk on it." I started sucking Jeff, and was determined to make him cum as quickly as possible. Judging from Kyle's moans, I figured Sam was doing the same thing. We went through one more slide, with Kyle sucking me again, when Jeff finally went over the top and fed me a helping of penis butter. Much as I enjoyed sucking him and making him cum, I was especially happy that he was no longer between me and Sam. With Kyle still sucking me and nobody sucking him, I knew Sam would go off before Kyle if things stayed the way they were. I gave Sam what had to be the worst blowjob ever, and when I looked up at his face he was grinning at me, knowing what I was up to. I wasn't sure whether to hope for another slide or a flip, but I decided to ask for a flip so I could get Kyle off. So we flipped. Now Sam wasn't getting sucked, he was just going through the motions with me, and I went nuts on Kyle. Jeff was lying on the bed. Every once in a while he'd take a look at the action, but for the most part wasn't paying much attention. I threw in a few fake moans to make it more realistic. Sam would give my dick a little nibble every time I did that. I smoked Kyle's pole as best I could, and within a couple of minutes I got him there. He grunted and groaned, and shot a tasty load into my mouth. Two down, Sam to go. We took a quick break, and I asked, "so what happens when you're down to two?" "Whatever you want," Kyle said. "Can we have the bed?" I asked. "Go for it," Jeff said, and he and Kyle moved to the chairs. "Wanna 69?" I asked Sam. He grinned and said, "yeah." As we got onto the bed I whispered to him, "good job." "You too," he whispered back. We assumed the position. I decided to start on his balls this time, but he went straight for my helmet. I knew I wasn't going to last long, but I wanted to string him out as long as possible. It only took a couple of minutes before I felt that familiar tingling that told me sperm were on their way to their doom. It turned out to be a pretty excellent orgasm, and it was the third time I'd cum in Sam's mouth that day. Kinda made up for the previous day's dry spell, Sammy-wise. I flipped around and started sucking Sam from below. I knew him well enough by now to be able to tell when he was getting really close. And when he got to that point, I stopped. Then I squeezed the base of his dick, a trick I'd learned in order to prolong my own jackoff sessions. I took him to the edge three times, and finally he begged, "please let me cum. I can't take it anymore." Kyle and Jeff were now standing at the foot of the bed, watching us closely. I knew I'd teased Sam enough. I focused on his helmet, and suddenly he groaned like I'd never heard him groan. Then he shot harder than I'd ever felt him shoot. It kept coming. Or cumming. He unloaded more jizz into my mouth than he ever had before. I was sure of it. His legs were stiff as boards, and the muscles of his belly tightened up so much I could have bounced a basketball off it. I knew it would kill him, but I gave his helmet one hell of a tongueing. He gasped and whimpered and his whole body jerked. He grabbed my head and pushed it away, like I had done to him in the shower that morning. I looked at his face and tears were running out of his eyes. Kyle and Jeff actually applauded me. "Bravo," they said, as they gave me a little standing ovation. Sam pulled himself together, wiped the tears from his face, and said softly, "holy shit! I always wondered what that would be like." "What what would be like?" Kyle asked. "The best cum of my life," Sam answered. "Aww," I said, "you're still young. You'll have lots of better ones that that." "You didn't feel what was going on inside my dick," Sam replied, "I don't think it's possible." Suddenly I felt pretty good about myself. We went back to the table for one more round of beer, Dew, and chips. Sam kept looking at me with a gleam in his eyes, and a smirk that looked pretty grateful. I was a little bummed about losing the taste of his jizz, but knew there would be plenty more. Then he said, "you remember you guys owe me a favor, right?" "What'll it be, Sam?" Kyle asked. "I wanna sleep in here tonight," Sam replied. "That's it?" Kyle asked. "You did all that work, and all you want is to sleep in here?" Sam thought for a moment, then nodded his head and said, "yeah, that's good enough." "Okay," Kyle said, "but if I feel too crowded I'm gonna go sleep in your bed." "Don't fall out," Sam laughed, "it's a long way to the floor." Sam went to the other bathroom to pee and brush his teeth, and the rest of us took care of that in Kyle's bathroom. My mind wandered. I wasn't sure if I should brush my teeth a little longer than usual. After all, I'd just had three hot brothers feed me their sperm pudding. I remembered hearing once that jizz is actually supposed to be pretty nutritious. If that was true, I had just eaten a healthy three-course meal, plus Sam's earlier appetizer. When Sam returned he closed and locked the door, and the four of us hit the sack. We slept in the buff. Jeff was snoring on the futon in no time. I was in the middle again, spooning Sam. Kyle was spooning me, his dick pressed up against my ass, his arm on my side. I wrapped my arm around Sam, grabbed his dick, and held on to it. He rolled onto his back, turned his face towards me, and we made out silently for a little while. I kept holding his dick. He reached over and grabbed mine, and that's how we fell asleep. Kyle never did make the move to Sam's bed that night, and when I woke up the next morning we were all lying on our backs. I looked down and saw that Sam had morning wood, but neither Kyle nor I did. Fucking Sam. To be that horny all the time. I envied him. I stroked Sam's dick and woke him up. "Let's take a shower," I whispered. Kyle and Jeff were still asleep. We went into the bathroom and closed the door. Sam stood in front of the toilet to pee, but I told him, "let's do it in the shower." We turned on the water and let loose our piss. Sam's dick was still hard, and it was cool watching his stream arc up into the air. I pissed on his leg, and he laughed, then directed his stream at me. It hit me just above my belly button. Ordinarily I would have punched out anyone who pissed on me, and I'm sure Sam would have, too, but this was really turning me on. My dick got hard. I told Sam I had no idea how long it might be until we could suck each other again, so we went for it one more time in the shower. It was pretty much a repeat of the previous morning's session, and didn't last very long. We both came pretty quick, then made out for a minute or so. We finished showering, and went back into the bedroom to towel off. Kyle and Jeff were up, the bedroom door was open, and a couple of naked twins were waiting for their turn. I didn't put any clothes on until all the brothers had marched through. I left Kyle's a little after ten. This time the goodbyes weren't so hard to take. We all knew I'd be back plenty of times. I asked Sam if he still had my cell number, and he said yeah. I told him to call me whenever he wanted. Later that week, Kyle called and asked me to come to a party he was throwing the following Friday night. His birthday had been in the middle of May, but it wasn't a good time for a party. His parents told him he could have one sometime in June, so that was the date he picked. We talked about birthdays, and I found out that his brothers were even closer in age than I had realized. Kyle was ten months older than Jeff, who was eleven months older than the twins, then it was ten months to Sam and twelve to Jon. I felt sorry for their mom. At least she had a bit of a break before Matty came along. But it meant that for two months each year Kyle and Jeff were the same age. Kyle said they called that "Irish twins," even though they weren't the slightest bit Irish. In the case of Jeff and the twins, and the twins and Sam, they became Irish triplets. I thought that was cool. The party turned out to be pretty good. There were some guys from the track team there, most of whom also played football, and some other guys from Kyle's class I didn't really know. There were some girls there, too, but most of them had come with their boyfriends. The girls kind of hung out together for the most part. Kyle's dad was holed up in his bedroom, making it officially a supervised party. His mom had taken all the brothers except Jeff to a movie. With Kyle's dad around, there was no drinking or smoking (for the most part), and the party probably wouldn't go real late. Kyle showed me his new driver's license. His picture was hot. He told me his dad had given him birthday money for a motorcycle. He'd been bugging his dad about it for months, and he finally caved. Kyle had just found a used Yamaha in mint condition, and his dad approved of it because it was only a 400 and the price was good. They would pick it up the next day. I was almost as excited as Kyle. He said he'd let me drive it. Sam and his other brothers got home a little after ten. Sam had gotten his hair cut pretty short. I asked him about it, and he explained he wanted the sun to bleach it out good during the summer, so when he went back to school it would be all blond. Then he was gonna let it grow long. I told him I was looking forward to seeing that. In fact, just thinking about it made my dick twitch. He was so fucking cute already, and having long blond hair would be the icing on the cake. Around midnight the party was winding down. I stayed till the very end, but there would be no messing around that night. It was the first time I'd been to Kyle's house when there was no sex. The next week Kyle started working at the restaurant. Since he now had wheels, I invited him to spend the weekend at my place. He could only stay Saturday night because of his work schedule. He showed up about one o'clock, and we decided to go to the beach because it was so damn hot out. Needless to say, we weren't the only ones there. We ran into some friends, and hung out till late in the afternoon, when we started getting pretty hungry. I called my mom and told her we were gonna eat dinner on our own, and she didn't mind. We headed over to a hole-in-the-wall pizza place that made fantastic pizza, and pigged out. We stopped by the mall on the way home, and checked out the sporting goods stores. Then we sat on a bench and had a contest to see who could spot the hottest, most suckable guy. After a little while we decided all of the hot suckable guys were probably someplace else getting sucked, and we should be doing the same. Besides, the mall was about to close. When we got back to my place, I told my parents we were gonna play computer games in my room, then go to bed. Kyle and I told them good night and we'd see them in the morning. We went to my room, I closed and locked the door, and we undressed each other. When we were both down to our boxers, we fondled each other through the cloth until we had raging boners. It didn't take long. I pulled Kyle's boxers off, then he did mine, and we hopped into my bed for the first time. I told him he was the guest, and I would suck him first. Which I did. We sucked each other a few times, 69-ed for a while, then went back to one-on-one. He sent me over the edge with his phenomenal helmet magic. I'd saved up my cream for a few days, and it felt awesome shooting it into his mouth. I repaid the favor as best I could, and as he came in my mouth he had to bite down on a pillow to keep from making too much noise. It was a pretty good sized load, and after I milked the last of it from his helmet, he told me it was as good a blowjob as he'd ever had. Even from David. I was kinda proud of myself. We had another session in the morning. We didn't shoot as much, of course, but it was still intense. In the back of my mind I kept thinking about Sam, and how much I wished he could have been there. But it was great getting it on with Kyle in my own bed, and I knew he'd be back for more. I was eager to spend another weekend at Kyle's, or at least a night, but realized I had to play it cool to keep our parents from getting suspicious. What I really wanted, though, was some alone time with Sam. I knew I couldn't bring him over to my place, so I racked my brain trying to think of a way to make something happen. What I didn't know was that Sam was thinking the same thing, and before long he had come up with the perfect plan.