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"Zombies Ate My Dick"
By Paul S. Stevens
Chapter #4
"All right guys," Brad commanded, as he was definitely the one in charge now. "I'm going to need your help with this. Scott and Manny, I need you to grab your dicks at the base and hold them so they stay firmly together. Glenn and Tommy, I need you to do the same. Keep them still and make sure they stay touching each other."
We grunted our understanding and each held our throbbing dicks together, touching our partner's rod against our own as Brad began his spectacular Zombie finale.
He leaned over Scott and Manny and took both their boners into his mouth at once. They both began to coo in unison. Tommy and I watched the show as Brad performed his double dick disappearing act on them. I got extra excited when I heard Brad administer his unique Zombie howl as he deeply sucked our two neighbors into a passionate frenzy. When the two of them came close again, Brad switched over to Tommy and me.
The second we felt Brad's wet, warm, silky tongue touch our boners, we both sighed together as he began to pull us both back to the very edge of orgasm once again. As he engulfed our two boners, Brad placed his tongue firmly against our opposing frenulum and dispensed a hearty Zombie howl that reverberated down into my bones and caused chills to erupt throughout my entire body. The amount of control that Brad had over his tongue was nothing short of miraculous. He was able to maneuver that amazing body part, over and around every inch of both our boners, across our sensitive glans and even down in between our shafts while Tommy and I struggled to hold our dicks in place. Somehow, Brad sensed that I was getting close to the edge quicker than Tommy was and compensated by stimulating Tommy's dick more fervently than mine, even though our two dicks were virtually `one' within Brad's mouth. Thanks to Brad's extraordinary control, using varying degrees of stimulation with pinpoint accuracy, he managed to put Tommy and me back on the edge of orgasm, virtually at the same time.
In a surprise move, Brad reached across to our two groups and grabbed Scott and Manny's two dicks with one hand and grabbed mine and Tommy's two dicks with the other and began a double handed jerk off.
Then, an amazing thing happened. I had been on the edge of cuming for so long that when it came time to go all the way, I experienced a kind of delay. I was expecting to cum right away, but instead, my climax started to grow and expand. My dick enlarged beyond normal and I felt my balls clench together. At the point where I usually start shooting my load, my climax continued to grow without discharging. As it continued to escalate, I felt a wave of warm tingles wash over me. Then, a flash of euphoria filled my brain that was so intense that I released an orgasmic scream of silence, and still, my ejaculation defied eruption. My tear ducts dilated and released a stream of tears that uncontrollably flowed down my face, and still, my ejaculation hung suspended in time and space. I discovered that I wasn't alone. No one else was shooting off their loads yet either, considering how Brad had just brought us all to the extreme edge of cuming. I felt Tommy's leg muscles start to tremble as he slipped into an orgasmic stupor. A few seconds later, my legs began shaking as well and I felt my dick begin to spasm. A couple of small drops of a clear, thin fluid sneaked out my dick and Tommy's dick did the same, spitting out a kind of benign warning shot. That felt amazingly good, but still, it wasn't the major cum load I knew was still waiting to detonate.
Then it happened. All four of us began heaving our lungs out and our silence turned into a rather quietly reserved eruption of euphoric moans and groans. I felt an intense heat fill my reproductive tubes as the pressure began to build inside me. I almost lost consciousness as my orgasm finally exploded with a blast of molten hot, cock lava that flew out my dick with the force of an erupting volcano. I watched as it arced above my body. While my first volley seemed to travel through the air in slow motion, Tommy shot off his first blast as well and I felt his hot sperm surge through his shaft as it traveled up his urethra and out his dick, arcing in the opposite direction. Our shooting spree ignited like a well choreographed fireworks show, all while Brad continued to feverishly hand stroke us into the stratosphere.
Brad then leaned over us and dove into our squirting dicks, drinking his way through our joint orgasm. It was the most incredible feeling to empty my load into Brad's warm mouth as he milked Tommy and me of our communal cum cream. I felt like I was falling in love with Tommy as our dicks became intimate, being held together as `one' so tightly. I also felt like I was falling in love with Brad too. His amazing sexual ability to make me cum at will like he had just done made me love him in the most erotic way possible. Since Brad had our dicks completely contained within his mouth now, I couldn't watch Tommy and myself fire off our cockrockets together, so I turned my attention to Scott and Manny. They had also begun a shooting spree of their own that was remarkably arousing to watch while I continued to empty my own personal arsenal into Brad's oral gateway.
In a flash, Brad withdrew from our side and raced across to Scott and Manny's side. He dove down onto their shooting dicks and drank his way through their offerings like he had done with us, bouncing back and fourth between us, drinking our cum until all four of us ran dry, just as he promised he'd do. Once Brad was through with us and we had no more to offer, we released our dicks that we were holding together so firmly and let them slowly deflate. We all spaced out and floated down from the most amazing sexual high we could have possibly experienced as we reflected upon the amazing journey we'd just undertaken.
"Well guys," Brad grinned. "What do you think?"
"You missed a little bit of my jizz right here," Scott pointed out.
"Yeah, you also missed a little bit of mine over here," Manny added.
"Me too," Tommy said as he pointed to the small pool that had managed to escape at the beginning of his orgasm. As for me, I merely pointed to mine in silence.
"You said you were going to drink us dry!" Scott mockingly remarked.
"I did!" Brad exclaimed. "I sucked all of you until your quivering dicks ran totally dry."
"Then, what do you call this?" Scott further complained.
"I'm not a total cum pig you know," Brad explained. "I left that for you. That's your share! So come on, eat up while it's still warm!"
Scott and Manny both thought that Brad was joking, but I didn't. I assumed he was being quite serious. In fact, I was very interested in tasting what Tommy's small offering was like, so I reach over to the middle of his chest where his first volley had collected. I slowly drew my finger across the tiny puddle of boy cream he had jettisoned there and garnered myself a good sized sample. Then I brought it up to my face, looked it over and then took a curious sniff. My mind became a buzz with activity as I noted the pungent aroma. Then I got aroused all over again as I drew the sample to my lips, tasting Tommy's personal brew that had been intimately produced by his body. I permanently filed the experience away in a special memory along with the rest of my `Zombie Blowjob' experience. I deliberately swirled Tommy's prize around in my mouth and savored my best friend's essence, allowing myself to imprint its flavor into my brain.
Being the curious type, very much like myself, Tommy reached over and snatched a sample of my liquid nectar and followed my example. After the reaction of what we had just done sank in, I felt even closer to my best friend than ever. Apparently, Tommy had a similar reaction as we strangely got drawn to each other like a magnet. We both sat back up to face one another. We looked into each other's eyes through the darkness as a thousand thoughts raced through our minds. Everyone was watching us in amazement as the two of us mysteriously got pulled closer together, oblivious to everything else around us. Tommy's lips suddenly collided with mine, joining together for a virgin kiss. My heart skipped a beat as we held each other in a loving embrace and I was more certain than ever that I had fallen in love with my best friend. I had never kissed anyone directly on the lips before, especially another boy, but as Tommy's lips touched mine, I became doubly aroused. I can't say that I had always wanted Tommy to kiss me, but now that it happened, I was in heaven.
"See, Scott," Brad pointed out to everyone again. "They get it!"
Brad's voice shattered our reverie and we abruptly ended our first kiss, taking a deep breath as our hearts wildly pounded away and our faces turned red as a beet. I reached over and impulsively pulled Brad into a kiss as I got carried away in the heat of the moment.
"Wow, what was that for?" Brad excitedly asked me.
I was now wildly in love with Tommy as a possible boyfriend and I was in love with Brad as the hottest mentor a boy could want.
"Thank you for the best time I've ever had," I answered. "You're the greatest!"
As I was kissing his brother, Scott gave me a cold stare.
"Hey Glenn," Scott growled. "If anyone's going to kiss my brother, it's going to be me!"
With that being said, Brad turned to his brother and puckered his lips into a kissy face and started making kissy noises towards Scott.
"Forget it Brad," Scott huffed. "That was just a figure of speech. I ain't kissing you!"
"Oh, come on Scott, give your brother a great big sloppy kiss," Brad goaded as he pulled his little brother into a hug.
Scott squirmed and struggled to escape his brother's grip as the rest of us giggled at their folly. Scott was trying to avoid the embarrassment of kissing his brother in the presence of his friends, but in all reality, he wasn't actually struggling all that hard to prevent it.
Once Brad had gotten control of Scott, he gave him that great big sloppy kiss he had threatened to give him. Then Brad leaned into Scott's right ear and whispered something to him that the rest of us strained our ears to hear.
"I'm so sorry I've been such a jerk to you," Brad quietly whispered. "Will you ever forgive me?"
"Yeah, okay, sure!" Scott replied as he pushed his brother away, thinking he could still save face in front of the rest of us.
Little did Scott realize, all that the rest of us wanted was to see the two of them kiss and make-up, especially after the amazing trip that Brad had taken us all on. It was hard to believe that this amazing character was the misguided misfit that Scott had portrayed him as.
"Well," Brad announced. "Now that I've `blown all of you...' I mean `blown all of your minds', I'm going to leave now so that you guys can get some sleep. Maybe I can slip back into my own room for the night."
"What are you going to say to Mom and Dad when they find you home in the morning?" Scott asked, sounding genuinely concerned for his big brother for the first time tonight.
"I'll just say that I got bored at Garrison's house and came home," Brad said. "That part of it is actually true, right?"
We all shook our heads in agreement, letting Brad know that we all had his back and would keep his secret like we promised.
"Thanks guys!" Brad said, feeling a warm connection with his new found friends. "Come on. Let's get ourselves cleaned up before bed."
Instead of going straight to bed as he indicated, Brad decided to have a little more fun with the four of us. Brad stepped into the bathroom, leaving the bathroom door wide open as he flipped on the lights. We all winced from the sudden brightness that flooded into Scott's room. Once again, we became embarrassingly aware that we were all, still quite naked.
Then Brad lifted the toilet seat lid and casually relieved himself in front of all of us as we each watched in amazement. I'd never watched another guy pee before and judging by the stares of the others, neither had anyone else. Then Brad washed his hands off and then collected five wash clothes and five towels. Then he ran some hot water into the sink until the tap produced the desired temperature. Then Brad motioned us all into the bathroom with him. All four of us piled into that small space and Brad began taking care of us.
"If you have to pee, do it now!" Brad directed.
"Yeah but... but..." Scott stammered.
"No buts," Brad said. "You watched me do it, didn't you?"
"Yeah," Scott embarrassingly answered.
"And, we're all boys here, right?" Brad asked.
"Yeah," Scott agreed.
"Then, go for it!" Brad exclaimed.
Scott reluctantly turned towards the bowl and stood there for a minute, holding his dick, unable to pee. Manny watched Scott stare into the bowl and knew he was having issues with going in front of the rest of us, so he stepped up next to Scott and encouraged him by offering to join together with him.
"Come on dude," Manny said. "We just finished holding our dicks together man. We just shot our wads off together too. So, now we get to pee together. No worries!"
Manny spread his feet apart and released his stream, and a moment later, Scott joined in.
"There you go, dude!" Manny praised. "This is fun."
While Scott and Manny were doing that, Brad began washing himself from head to toe, cleaning off all the greasy Zombie make-up, musky sweat and gritty sex that had attached itself to his body, all while Tommy and I awaited our turn to use the toilet next. When Scott and Manny finished their business, Tommy and I took their place. Brad handed Scott and Manny a warm, wet, soapy washcloth as they too began to cleanse away the remnants of the night's activities.
At first, I didn't want this night to ever end. I had experienced a wide assortment of firsts that completely rocked my world. It was the first time I'd seen my friends naked and the first time I'd ever seen full grown teenagers naked as well. It was the first time I'd sucked a dick, and it was a big one at that. It was the first time I'd ever been sucked off, and my first time was with a real master. It was the first time that Tommy and I touched in a sexual way. It was the first time I'd ever held another boy's dick against my own. It was the first time I kissed another boy and that boy was my best friend. It was the first time I'd fallen in love and that alone totally changed my life. It was the first time I ever watched another guy pee and the first time I ever shared a toilet with someone. And now, I couldn't wait until tomorrow when I could talk to Tommy alone. I needed to find out how he felt about me and what happened between us. It might be the very thing that brings us closer together, or it might be one of those things that could never happen again. The scariest thing was going to be, asking Tommy the ultimate question. I was dying to ask him if he would be my boyfriend. The very thought made my heart race. I didn't know if I could take it if he were to say `no'.
All these things were going through my mind as Tommy and I battled with our urine streams, crossing our liquid yellow light sabers together in a mock `Jedi' fight to the death. I was going crazy that I couldn't talk to Tommy right then about what was on my mind.
I soon got sufficiently distracted when Brad handed me and Tommy a soapy washcloth. We all started having fun as we washed ourselves and each other, dabbing our slippery soapy clothes at each other's butts, dicks and balls, causing each other to bone-up once again. Brad started rinsing out our washcloths and we finished up our community sponge baths, smelling sweet and clean once again. Then Brad handed us each a towel as we dried ourselves off. Scott tried to snap his towel randomly at us, but fortunately, there wasn't enough room in that cramped little bathroom to gain the necessary momentum to work up a good snap.
As we headed back to our sleeping bags for the night, I was surprised to notice that everyone, including myself, had casually slipped into their sleeping bags `in the raw' and totally disregarded our boxers and briefs. There was no doubt that our initial Zombie ordeal and its subsequent outcome with Brad had definitely changed us all. We all seemed to be quite comfortable with each other's nakedness now and I, for one, was in no rush to get dressed. Then, of all things, Brad started to put on his Zombie pants.
"Why are you getting dressed," Scott asked.
"I just remembered, I have to put away the ladder," Brad replied. "We don't want Mom or Dad finding it propped against the window in the morning, do we?"
"Oh yeah," Scott sighed. "We forgot to swear the ladder to secrecy!"
"Cute!" Brad chided. "Well, goodnight. It was nice to meet you guys. I had fun. I hope I see all of you guys again soon."
We all said our `goodnights' and with that, Brad turned off the bathroom light and carefully made his way to the bedroom window. He effortlessly climbed out and silently disappeared into the night.
When Brad said he hoped he'd see us again soon, I started to imagine that we'd all get together again and have another amazing naked adventure in the `Zombie' dead of night.
Soon, it got real quiet in Scott's room and I started to hear some light snoring coming from Scott and Manny. Just before I dropped off to sleep myself, Tommy slipped out of his sleeping bag and came over to me.
"Do you have room in there for me?" Tommy whispered.
I was momentarily stunned. I had just come face to face with the ultimate - `dream come true'. I'd had countless dreams where Tommy had come to me in the middle of the night, naked and asking me if he could share my bed, and here he was, doing just that. I slipped out of my sleeping bag and whispered back to Tommy, "Let's zip our two sleeping bags together. Then we'll have plenty of room to share."
The two of us quietly converged our two bags and then slipped back inside together. I was elated to have Tommy's hot body next to me to be able to cuddle with. I had often imagined doing this very thing with Tommy and I've blown many hot loads jacking off to this very erotic fantasy.
"Hi," I whispered as my hands roamed freely about Tommy's arms and chest.
"Hi back," Tommy whispered as he slowly ran his fingers through my hair.
"I've always wanted to do this with you," I admitted to Tommy.
"Me too," Tommy said.
"Then why haven't we done this before?" I asked.
"I didn't think you felt that way about me," Tommy confessed.
"Well, I do! Will you be my boyfriend?" I hesitated to ask.
"Okay," Tommy calmly accepted in a very `matter of fact' manner.
We brought our lips together with open mouths and experienced a completely different kind of kiss than the virgin kiss we shared earlier. As our tongues explored new territory from above, my hands wandered down to more fascinating territory below. As I came around to touch Tommy's dick, I discovered that he was boned to the hilt.
"You've got a boner!" I said as I came up for air.
"Why does that surprise you?" Tommy asked. Then he reached directly into my crotch and said, "Besides, you got one too!"
We were both boned and horny for each other at the same time.
"This is why we never did this before," Tommy continued. "We shouldn't be afraid to let each other know when we're horny or nothing will ever happen."
"I have an idea," I told Tommy. "If we're alone somewhere and either one of us takes our shirt off, it means that we're horny. Okay?"
Now that we had our hands on each other's dicks, Tommy nodded his head in agreement and we started playing with each other, slowly and gently. Even though we'd known each other for a long time, we were actually exploring each other's bodies for the first time. When Brad was administering his `Zombie Blowjob' and we were holding our dicks against one another, we didn't get to do any real exploring. Now that the two of us were buried deep inside our dual sleeping bags, virtually alone, I used my hands as my eyes and explored every inch of Tommy's dick, and Tommy, trying to make up for lost time, intimately explored every inch of mine. Just being randomly touched and fondled by Tommy was getting me close to another orgasm.
"I love your dick," Tommy complemented out of the blue. "I love touching it. Its shape and size are perfect. Everything about it is perfect. In fact Glenn, It's not a dick at all, it's a cock. It's a perfect cock. I love cocks and I especially love your cock!"
I felt my orgasm draw even nearer as Tommy expertly stroked my ridged cock and my fragile ego at the same time.
"I had no idea that you felt that way," I told Tommy. "I confess, I love cocks too, and I think you're right. Neither one of us have dicks anymore, we've got cocks. Real cocks! And you, my friend, have got a real `Man's' cock. I've always thought you were hot. I've dreamed about us being naked together, just like this, for as long as I've known you. I've dreamed about us touching like we're doing right now, and I'll tell you the truth, the real thing is way better."
Our discussion over our mutual `cock worship' had placed us both on the verge of cuming. Our mutual exploration turned to genuine stroking and we began grinding our hips into each other's hand as we both began to feel our orgasms swell. Our breathing quickened and we felt our hot breath on each other's faces. Tommy got the notion to kiss me as our climax approached and my cockhead swelled up in Tommy's hand. A few seconds later, I felt Tommy's cockhead grow in my hand and we both began our ascent into the cosmos.
"Stop," I tried to say with my tongue deep inside Tommy's mouth.
"What?" Tommy attempted to reply as the two of us broke our oral embrace and tentatively stopped our mutual handjob.
"Don't cum yet," I said.
"Why not?" Tommy asked.
"We'll make a mess in our sleeping bags," I explained. "Hold on a second."
I let go of his dick and unzipped our sleeping bags halfway. I then uncovered our bodies down to our thighs and then reached for my sleeping bag slipcase. I pulled my pajama bottoms out and placed it between our cocks to capture the mess we were about to make.
"Okay, now let's finish." I said as I got back into position.
Tommy grabbed my dick and I took a hold of his, and we picked right up from where we left off. Our boners were still as stiff as ever. We kissed again as we stroked each other back to the edge of oblivion.
I was the first to orgasm and my cock erupted with a small but powerful blast of cum cream. I groaned into Tommy's mouth and shoved my tongue deep into his mouth as my cock spit and sputtered in his hand, floundering like a fish out of water. That pushed Tommy's orgasm right over the edge, and a moment later I felt his cock twitch and spasm as I enthusiastically stroked him into the heavens. Even though neither one of us had that much to offer, our stellar climax still catapulted the two of us into the void of space. After we recovered from our astronomical orgasm, I used my pajama bottoms to gently wipe away the kinky results of our erotic encounter.
I pulled the sleeping bag back over us, but didn't zip it up. We quietly laid there for a while, just holding each other's softening cocks in our hands, enjoying the tingling afterglow. My mind drifted away as I thought about all the things that Tommy and I were going to be able to do, now that we were boyfriends. Then I thought about something that I wanted us to do right now, so I turned to Tommy and broke the silence.
"I've been thinking about Brad," I said.
"Brad?" Tommy questioned. "We just shared our first handjob together and you're thinking about Brad?"
"No, don't get mad," I explained. "Think about it, Tommy. Brad did all that work, making all four of us cum, `Zombie Style' and none of us thought about his needs."
"It's too late now," Tommy said.
"Maybe not," I said. "We know where he is. He's just on the other side of that double bathroom door. Let's do him a favor and go finish him off."
I could tell that Tommy thought I was being crazy and doing something like this was a bad idea, but like the best boyfriend ever, he didn't protest at all. To tell the truth, I was a little nervous myself about going into his room uninvited, but I felt pretty strongly about it and I knew that if we didn't do it, no one else was going to.
So, once again, I turned down the top of the sleeping bag halfway and Tommy and I hopped out. We sauntered carefully through the open bathroom door and opened the opposite door that led into Brad's bedroom. Brad's room had a nightlight on and he was on top of the covers, naked and stroking his enormous cock. His eyes widened as he looked over at us as we dared to enter.
"What the hell are you guys doing in my room?" Brad growled in a soft but firm voice. "I told you guys, your `Zombie Blowjob' was `Payment In Full'. What else do you want?"
"You didn't cum yet," Tommy squeaked.
"What?" Brad questioned.
"We came to finish what Scott started," I explained. "We're not here to blackmail you or anything like that. You gave all of us the most incredible `Zombie Blowjob' ever, and none of us thought about you. So, is it okay? Would you like for us to finish you off?"
Brad got a little embarrassed as he thought about it for a moment. Then he dropped his hand to his side and smiled.
"Thanks. You guys are sweet. Come on over then."
Tommy and I
walked the rest of the way into Brad's room, forgetting that the two bathroom
doors were still open. Tommy got on one
side of Brad's bed and I went around to the other. Tommy and I were faced with one hell of a big
cock. Brad got comfortable and folded
his hands behind his head. His cock was
so hard that it stood straight up like the
"Can we join you guys?" A voice softly asked from behind us.
We were momentarily startled as Scott and Manny stood in the doorway. They had woken up and discovered us missing. Then they simply followed the trail of the dim nightlight through the open bathroom doors.
"Sure! The more the merrier," Brad softly answered.
Scott and Manny came into the room and instantly assessed the situation and quickly joined in. Since Tommy and I were already working on Brad's cock, Scott and Manny moved between Brad's legs and began sucking his manly sized balls. Scott, boldly swallowed Brad's left testicle and Manny slurped in his right. The four of us now had Brad panting wildly as we jointly summoned his orgasm to fruition. He tried to take control of his cock, but I slapped his hand away, just like he had done to Manny and me earlier. We were in control now and Brad suddenly started heaving his hips upward and then finally arched his back and held his breath. He began squirting wildly as his hot creamy man sperm flew in all directions. I thought that we had squirted pretty well when Brad charmed the dick juice out of us earlier, but Brad demonstrated his alpha male superiority by doubling the volume and acceleration of his abundantly virile offering. There was an abundance of cum everywhere, and we all decided to be `naughty' and sample Brad's goods. I thought Tommy's cum was lighter and sweeter, but I was probably being biased.
"Thanks you guys," Brad chirped. "That was awesome. I'm so sorry the way things started out tonight with my Zombie crew, but I'm glad it happened or we never would have had such a hot night together. It really was a lot of fun. You guys are so cool. We're good together."
"Then let's do it again next week," I blurted out.
"I can't!" Brad said. "But don't worry. It will happen again when the time is right. For right now, I want to get some sleep. Go back to the other room now. You guys need to get some sleep too. See you all in the morning."
We all piled out of Brad's room, closing both bathroom doors behind us.
We had a little trouble seeing again since Scott's room had no nightlight. When our eyes finally adjusted again, we saw Scott and Manny joining their sleeping bags together like we had done. Then they enthusiastically slid in together and started whispering back and forth, taking their cue from Tommy and me.
A few moments later, we got the added benefit of hearing Scott and Manny trying to quietly orgasm together from across the room. Their arousing overtures amused us and we pulled each other into a hug and snickered softly as we listened to their hushed expressions of orgasmic bliss. It wasn't long after that and the room fell silent and our sexually satisfied bodies finally succumbed to a restful slumber.
In the morning, Mrs. Dover once again knocked on Scott's bedroom door to announce that breakfast was ready for everyone. All four of us grabbed our underwear and pulled them into our sleeping bags and slipped them on under the covers before we each emerged like butterflies from a cocoon. We then dressed and made our way downstairs to the breakfast table. Mrs. Dover had put out a nice spread and we all thanked her for the breakfast and hospitality before we wolfed down our much needed sustenance. Mrs. Dover pulled Scott aside while the rest of us gobbled down our meal.
"I found out that Brad came home early from his sleepover," Scott's mom said to him. "He didn't bother you kids last night, did he?"
"No, not at all," Scott fibbed.
"Are you sure?" she asked. "I was very angry that he did that. That was one of the reasons I allowed you kids to do your sleepover last night, with the understanding that he would be at Garrison's for the night and not here terrorizing you guys."
"Hey guys," Scott took the chance to ask us an unrehearsed question. "Did my Brother Brad bother us last night?"
We answered with a chorus of `no' answers.
"Okay then," she said. "His father and I were going to ground him for a month if he had."
A couple of minutes later, Brad came down from his shower and joined us for breakfast. I hardly recognized him with his clothes on, his face free of make-up and his hair, styled and blow-dried. We all found it difficult to keep from talking about the events of last night and a few of us came close to spilling the beans by accident. Even so, we managed to squeak by unnoticed. Just as we were finishing our breakfast, Tommy's mom arrived to pick us up and take us home. Tommy and I thanked Mr. & Mrs. Dover one last time before we left. We said goodbye to Scott and Manny too and then gave Brad, two extra sexy smiles. He winked back at us without his mom or dad noticing. At that moment, all was right with the world. I was thankful that I would be doing a lot less jacking off alone now that I had the best boyfriend in the world. I was also thankful that we had a new set of sexy guy friends who we would undoubtedly have more fun times with in the future, without my pajamas, of course.
End of chapter #4
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