Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2018 17:01:38 +0000 (UTC)
From: Matt <bossmatt1982@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sunday Dinners Part 4

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	I love spending time at Tom's house. Not only does he have a TV,
gaming systems, and a shit ton of movies but he is also very comfortable
being naked in front of me. Even though Tom is a year younger than me we're
both juniors in high school. We've seen each other clothed, partially
clothed, naked and none of it mattered to us. We took baths as children,
undressed in front of each other as we grew up, took showers together in
gym class and sporting events, and we never thought anything of it. We
still don't, mostly. We jerk off together whenever we spend time together
if we have privacy. We even jerk off together in somewhat risky situations;
movie theaters, locker rooms, and once while Tom jerked off while I was
driving him home from a wrestling practice. The major rule is that we don't
touch each other. Looking is fine as long as it doesn't turn into
ogling. Then that might be construed as creepy.

       He's bigger than me. I'm six-foot-one and have a basketball player's
body; tall and lanky. I have abs, but they stay hidden under the layer of
skin unless I flex them. I'm also blond and mostly hairless. I have a small
bush around my dick and the typical hair under the armpits but the hairs on
my legs and arms are so blond they're almost invisible and there's no hair
on my chest. I tried growing a mustache but that was a disaster. Tom on the
other hand is built like the wrestler he is. He has a huge chest, defined
abs, massive arms and legs, and is covered in dark, thick fur. On Tom's
16th birthday we decided to measure our dicks; mine was six inches but
Tom's was seven. His was also thicker and weightier than mine.

       My parents don't allow any of us kids spend the night or have
friends spend the night on Saturday nights so that we can focus on church,
schoolwork, and household chores on Sunday. It was a little annoying as my
friends often got to spend the night at each other's houses on Saturdays
since Friday was a hectic day with getting out of school, games, practices,
or any other number of activities that fall on Fridays. It always seemed to
work out with Tom and his family though. His parents typically work until
five or six and get home shortly one after the other between six and
six-thirty. If I was allowed to spend the night at Tom's I would have to
bring my siblings home, watch them until my parents got home and then would
head over to Tom's house. It really sucked because I wouldn't be at his
house until almost seven and Tom is an early to bed early to rise type
person where I like to stay up late on Friday nights. So, I usually played
video games or watched a movie until I felt sleepy and then would crash on
the floor of his room.

       This particular Friday however, was different. Josh was spending the
night at his friend's house and took the bus there, JoAnne was busy with a
play rehearsal and would get picked up by our dad, and Jack had offered to
get a ride with a friend of his and mom and dad were fine with him staying
home alone for a few hours. As soon as the bell rang, I was in my van and
following Tom and his younger brother home and pulled in their driveway
behind his puke green Volkswagen Passat. Grabbing my sleep over bag and
school bag from the passenger seat I followed them into the house. His
younger brother Symon veered off to his bedroom which was located on the
first floor next to the bathroom and off the living room while Tom and I
ran up to his room on the second floor. To call it a room was a general
misconception. It was actually a loft. There was one big space that Tom
occupied with his bed, dresser, some weight equipment, and his
entertainment center filled with gaming devices, games, movies, and huge
TV.

       My parents thought television was the lowest form of entertainment
and did not allow any of us to have a TV in the house. Our smart phones
were the only 21st electronic devices they would allow and only so we could
get in touch with each other more easily, so when I'm at Tom's all I want
to do is watch TV and play video games which we did to excess. Tom on the
other hand asked if I wouldn't mind a quick jerk off session first.

       "Mind? Why the hell would I mind?"

       "Just didn't want to catch you off guard by my stripping and
whacking off!" I laughed. I couldn't help myself watch him as he pulled his
shirt over his head revealing his ripped body; his barrel chest, huge arms,
broad shoulders, and washboard abs. The girls always swoon when they see
his chest because he has these dark half-dollar sized areolas surrounding
his nipples with a thick coat of black hair running down the center of his
stomach to his crotch. I have to admit being attracted to them too. After
hooking up with Josh for the last few weeks and learning how much pleasure
a guy can give another guy I have been craving Tom's body. For him to take
me as I take Josh. To feel his huge uncut cock penetrating my body over and
over again. I was hard and I was going to at least be able to jerk off
while watching the object of my desire jerk off too. I stripped out of my
clothes quickly while keeping an eye on Tom as he pulled his pants,
underwear, and socks off. Fully naked he flopped back on his bed, propped
up by his pillows he started to tug at his cock, first pulling back the
foreskin, and revealing his bright purple engorged head of his cock. I
pumped my own cock in unison with him and soon I could see his balls begin
to pull up to his body and his breathing deepen as I matched his tempo,
stroke for stroke. I was about to cum and I knew he was too, I leaned back
in the chair I was sitting on and blew my load over my chest and stomach as
he also came all over his chest and stomach, the cum a bright white cream
in his dark hair. I wanted to go over to him, cover the short distance
between us and lick his cum out of the hair, to clean his cock with my
tongue, but Tom had laid down the rules years ago that forbid any touching
between us.

       We cleaned ourselves up with a box of Kleenex he keeps in the
bedroom just for this reason. We pulled on shorts but left off our
underwear and shirts as was our custom. It wouldn't be out of the ordinary
for in the middle of a movie or video game for one of us to pull out our
cock and jerk off again. Once one was jerking off the other quickly joined
in. One night we wanted to see how many times we could jerk off before
being too exhausted. Between seven and midnight we jerked off ten times but
we ended up needing Vaseline for the last few times as we were rubbing
ourselves raw. That was the only night we had been close enough for some of
his cum to land on me. Tom hadn't noticed as he had been leaning back, his
eyes clenched closed, when he had cum. I scooped it up on my index finger
and tasted it before he noticed. It was salty but delicious. It was my
first taste of cum before messing around with Josh.

       After we dressed we watched TV and played video games until his
parents called us down for dinner at eight. His brother was already sitting
at the table, with his mom and dad. It was a round table and I was between
Tom and his brother. Symon apparently liked to roam shirtless and free ball
it like Tom and I because when I glanced down I could see his cock through
the white silky cloth of his shorts. He was the same age as Jack, fifteen,
and was built the same as Tom with the big nipples, broad shoulders,
defined abs, and hairy body but was a smaller version of Tom. I noticed
Symon glancing at my crotch a few times too.

       "So Sy," catching his attention, he turned his big brown eyes
towards me, "do you fall asleep as early as Tom does?"

       "The early bird catches the worm." Tom says, as he always does when
I make fun of his falling asleep by midnight on the weekends.

       "Nah, I'm a night owl." He glances at my crotch again, "I like to
catch the early bird."

       His parents, Tom, and I all laugh at the image of an early bird
flying from its nest only to be swooped out of the air by a night
owl. There was the normal Friday dinner discussions about the previous
week's activities and ones coming up, our plans for that evening, and
wondering when I would be leaving the following evening so they knew how
many would be at the house for lunch and dinner. After dinner I helped Tom
wash and dry the dishes before escaping back up to his loft. The minute we
were upstairs Tom pulled his shorts all the way off, fell into bed, and
jerked off. I collapsed into the chair and did the same. It is a joyous
experience; masturbating and getting immense pleasure from it and watching
your best friend masturbating and experiencing the same pleasurable
feelings. I jizzed just as hard as I had earlier as I watched his cum
explode.

       We played video games for a couple of hours before settling in to
watch Deadpool. It's our favorite movie as it has a ton of action, comedy,
and sex and we always get off at least twice during the movie which sure
enough we did. The movie ended a little after midnight. I turned on Call of
Duty as Tom pulled his shorts down and jerked off once more before falling
asleep. I purposely did not masturbate as I had other plans for the
evening. I played for an hour as I listened to Tom snoring before heading
downstairs to use the bathroom. I glanced at Symon's door but there was no
light shining underneath, disappointed I used the bathroom, washed my
hands, and was about to head back upstairs when I heard Symon whisper my
name from behind his door.

       "Jay?" I stopped. He called my name again, "Jay?"

       I had two choices. I could answer him, go into his bedroom, and
explore the sexual feelings I have for Tom with Symon, or I could ignore
him and head back upstairs, jerk off, and pretend I didn't come down here
for this very reason. Against every instinct in my body I turned and walked
back to Symon's door, and put my hand on it as I pushed it open. The hinges
were well oiled as they didn't make a peep as it slowly opened. Symon
pulled the door all the way open and was grinning widely at me. His hard
cock was outlined in the silky shorts and his glance was pointedly looking
at my own outline in my shorts.

       I walked in and he closed the door and turned the lights on.

       "I didn't think you would actually come. I figured you wouldn't be
interested in me." I swallowed hard. I couldn't help staring at his body,
the hardness of it, how it reminded me so much of Tom, how badly I wanted
to touch him. "I've wanted you for a long time."

       "You have?" My eyes shot to his, the wide grin had faded a little as
uncertainty danced across his eyes. He nodded once and looked at the
floor. Now I didn't know what to do. I was hoping for a quick fuck as I
pretended this was fifteen-year-old Tom but now if I fucked him he might
develop feelings for me that I couldn't reciprocate. I mean, before today I
don't think I'd even given him a second glance. I couldn't just walk out
though. If I did that I could crush him.

       I walked over to him, ran my hands down his body, tweaking his
nipples, and pulling his shorts down. He was beautiful. His cock was thick
and meaty, his body covered in the same dark fur as Tom's, his body hard
and built. I dropped to my knees and took his six-and-a-half-inch cock deep
down my throat. I gagged a few times as he was bigger than Josh and I had
to get used to him. Symon couldn't last long as my right hand was traveling
up and down his hard body, wandering through the forest of hair as my left
was cupping his right butt cheek. He exploded into my mouth and I swallowed
his tangy, salty jizz. I kept running my tongue over his cock head,
cleaning it of any cum I hadn't swallowed yet. He collapsed to the floor,
into my arms. I held him for a few minutes while he caught his breath. I
stared at him, his chiseled jaw, his hard body, yet he seemed so delicate
and fragile. He opened his eyes and caught me looking at him and smiled,
wide. He wiggled his butt, rubbing against my cock, and I moaned.

       He shifted off of me and pulled my shorts down. I was still sitting
on the floor, leaning against the door, and he was on all fours, his face
in my lap sucking my cock. I placed one hand on the back of his head and
the other, was probing his ass. I wanted Tom to fuck me but this boy, Symon
was no Tom, but he would make for a great sexual partner tonight and
possibly in future visits. After he had sucked my cock for a few minutes,
which he was great at, I told him to get into bed. He looked hurt and
betrayed until I spanked his bottom. He jumped up and climbed into his bed.

       "Do you have lube?" I asked him. He looked over at his nightstand
and I opened it, grabbing the bottle. I squeezed some out onto my dick, and
smeared the lube into his ass, fucking him with my fingers as he gasped and
moaned aloud. I gave his cock a few tugs as he became hard again. He put
his legs up on my shoulders and grabbed ahold of my sides as I slowly began
penetrating him. His ass instantly clamped down on my cock as I eased in,
his face bunched, and his fingers dug into my sides. I urged him to relax
as I bent forward and began making out with him.

       Symon is the first boy I ever kiss. Josh and I fuck but he's my
brother and it felt too weird. With Symon it is just right. Our tongues
battle as our lips are mashed against each other, all the while his ass
loosens up and I slip further into him. He shudders into my mouth and I
thrust again, and again, his cock rubbing between our abs erupts again and
cum hits me in my chin, and some lands on his chin, I lick it off of him as
I continue to thrust. His bed makes no noise as I fuck this
fifteen-year-old's ass. His hands are holding the sheets, perspiration is
raining off of us, I lick his nipples, I tongue the beautiful areolas, I
suck and nibble the side of his neck, hoping I don't cause a hickey. I
explode inside him as I force my mouth onto his to keep my exclamations to
a minimum. I shake as I cum over and over inside him. I've already cum four
times tonight jerking off with Tom but this is more intense, more powerful,
more intimate. I can feel the jizz flowing down my balls flooding out of
Symon's full ass. I lay on his chest, the two of us breathing hard, barely
able to catch our breath. I tilt my head up as we make out more.

       I can feel Symon's cum hardening between us, encrusting us together,
cementing us with his love seed. My cum has begun to puddle beneath Symon's
ass but neither of us has any intention of moving. We lay like that for
twenty minutes and I hear Symon drift off to sleep; his rhythmic breathing
and steady heart beats calms me and seduces me into my own deep slumber.

       "Wakey wakey," I hear Tom whisper to me. He normally does this since
I like to sleep in later than him. I feel like I only just fell asleep
though, when I realize where I had fallen asleep. I jerked awake and looked
in horror at Tom standing at the foot of Symon's bed, sunlight streaming in
illuminating his dark face and body.

       "Its, um, not what it looks like." I stammer. Already realizing that
there is no way to misinterpret what happened between Symon and I. Tom
smirks, it's the same smirk he wears when he faces off against an opponent
who is overconfident and Tom knows it'll be an easy takedown.

       "Jay, you're naked, spooning my naked brother." Symon shifts in his
sleep but doesn't wake up. "Either we lost power last causing the house to
become a frozen tundra in which the only way to survive was to strip naked
and huddle together for warmth or you fucked my brother last night. Now,"
Tom sat on the edge of the bed, "I'm assuming we didn't lose power last
night and it didn't become a frozen tundra in May."

       "No." I muttered.

       "No, what? No, it didn't become a frozen tundra or no you didn't
fuck Symon?"

       "No, to the frozen tundra." Tom was remarkably calm, calmer than I
expected. Calmer than I would've been if I caught someone in bed with my
brother if I wasn't so into the idea. That's when it hit me, I glanced at
Tom's crotch and he had a very noticeable erection tenting the fabric of
his shorts.

       Tom saw my gaze and looked at me. He pulled his shorts down. His
cock was heavier and meatier than I'd ever seen it. He started to stroke
himself.

       "What about your parents," I asked, worried they may come in.

       "They left for the day. They'll be back around noon for lunch but
that gives us plenty of time."

       I swallowed hard. He just smiled in that way that lets you know he's
in charge. He stood by the bed, grabbed my hair and pulled me over his
brother's sleeping body until his cock was in my mouth causing me to gag
violently. Symon woke up and realized what was happening and attempted to
get out of bed too but he was held down by my body. I got used to Tom's
size and was sucking him without the need to gag and I was grinding against
Symon's body under me. Symon twisted until his ass was under my cock, his
head hanging off the bed, and I was able to grind just enough to get my
cock inline with Symon's crack and he opened wide allowing me to penetrate.

       Tom groaned with pleasure as I sucked his cock deep. "I've been
wanting this for so long, Jay, suck me, fucking suck my cock, Jay!" I
sucked harder and deeper until he exploded in my mouth and down my
throat. I was so excited by this that I blew my own load into Symon who
came between his sheets and his stomach. Tom pulled his cock out of my
mouth, a long string of cum stayed connected between his cock and my mouth
for a foot before Tom slid his finger along his cock, getting the cum to
connect to his finger and he fed it to me, sliding his finger into my
mouth.

       "You wanted this?" I was finally able to ask. Tom sat on the bed
next to, running his hands over my back and along the tiny hairs on my ass.

       "Oh yeah."

       "But I offered years ago, and you said no." He slipped a moistened
finger between the cheeks of my ass, probing my asshole, I moaned.

       "I have regretted it every day. I wanted you to grab my dick, I
wanted you to stroke me, jerk me off until I blew and then I wanted to do
it to you. I have always hoped that one day you would ask again but you
never have. How many times have we jerked off together in my room, at the
movies, in the locker rooms. I kept hoping but you never offered."

       "You could've."

       "I was too scared."

       "Whatever guys. I can't breathe." Symon said beneath us.

       "Shit, sorry," I scrambled off him. He sat up next to me. Dried and
drying cum caked into his black fur.

       "So how long have you two been, well, together?" Tom asked.

       "Together?" Symon asked, "we fucked last night. Jay was great but
we're not together."

       "What?" I asked, "I thought you always wanted me?"

       "I thought that's what you wanted to hear. I wanted you to fuck me
but you're too old to date."

       "I'm two years older than you." My shoulders slumped. Tom
laughed. Symon shrugged.

       "You don't want to date me anyways, I saw the fear in your eyes when
I told you that. I miscalculated. You want Tom and I should've played up
our similarities."

       Tom looked at me, "you want me?"

       "Hell, yeah I want you! All these years I've been hoping for a sign
that you would be willing to be sexual partners, but you always jumped into
bed and never invited me."

       "I jumped into bed, but I left a ton of space for you," he said.

       "I thought that space was to keep your distance."

       "This is real interesting guys," Symon yawned, "but our parents will
be home in a couple hours. How about a threesome in which I can actually
participate?"

       "You guys mess about?" I looked back and forth between Symon and
Tom.

       "Sometimes, when we're home alone Symon likes to get fucked, a
lot. That doesn't freak you out, does it?"

       "No, I mess around with my brother Josh too! He's not a slut in the
bedroom like Symon apparently," I said.

       "Hey, I'm right here asshole!"

       "Yeah, and here's your asshole!" Tom flipped Symon over, grabbed his
ass, lifting it into the air, and began licking Symon's asshole. I was so
turned on watching these brothers being intimate with each other I just sat
back, watched, and stroked my hard cock. Symon looked in pure bliss as Tom
licked his asshole that I couldn't help myself, I scooted under Symon and
started sucking his hard cock. Symon began moaning loudly as I slurped on
his cock and Tom continued lavishing attention on his ass.

       "Oh god, please Tom!" I scooted back out and Tom had smeared his
cock with lube and was poised to fuck Symon. He gave me a smirk just as he
plunged his cock deep in Symon's ass causing Symon to squeal. He pulled
almost all the way out and plunged back in again. He continued this for
several minutes while I watched.

       "Have you heard of the London Bridge?" Tom asked me.

       "Yes, please! Please do the London Bridge!" Symon begged. I looked
at Tom questioning what he was talking about.

       "Symon wants to suck your cock as I fuck him." That I understood. I
moved in front of Symon, my cock already leaking pre-cum as Symon swallowed
as much of my cock as he could. I watched as Tom fucked Symon from behind,
his beautiful glistening with sweat, his dark fur matted to his skin, his
nipples standing erect on his huge pecs, his hands gripping his brother's
slim sides, and his abs straining at the exertion. It was stunning to
see. Tom was watching me as well. His dark eyes studying me, studying my
body, his eyes meeting mine. He smiled lightly and leaned forward me, I was
confused and unsure what he was doing, but when his eyes shut to narrow
slits, and his mouth puckered I realized he wanted to kiss me. I leaned
forward, Symon's hair brushing my stomach as he took my cock over and over
again, my mouth met Tom's and the forcefulness of his kiss, the light touch
of his hand on the back of my head, and the taste of his tongue in my mouth
caused me to cum in Symon's mouth. His swallowing causing me to keep
cumming over and over again. I shuddered violently as I realized that Tom
was also cumming deep in Symon's ass. Our lips stayed connected as our
cocks ran dry, Symon continued sucking me even though I was growing flaccid
and Tom's cock slipped out of Symon's ass with a loud `pop.' We began
giggling at the sound.

       "Hey guys, how about a double blow job for the bottom?" Symon asked
still stuck between us. "I've always wanted a double blow job, especially
from two studs!"

       Tom shook his head but flipped Symon over. He was just as sweaty as
Tom was; his black body hair matted down, shiny skin wet from sweat, his
cock was hard and standing at attention as he was laying flat on the bed.

       "What do you think," Tom asked, "do we give him the best blow job
he's ever had?"

       "Sounds good to me!" I bent down, and Tom and I began taking turns
deep throating his cock. While Tom was sucking him, I was licking and
sucking on his balls and vice versa when I had Symon's dick in my
mouth. Then we started kissing with his cock between us and then we each
put our mouths on opposite sides of his dick and began sliding up and down
on him. He was moaning and groaning, his hands holding each of our heads
down to his cock, when he exploded. The cum flew up landing on his chest
and stomach, but most of it landed on Tom and me. By the time he stopped
Tom and I had cum in our hair, on our cheeks, in our mouths, in our ears,
and our shoulders. We were covered in Symon goo. The three of us were
laughing at the sight as Tom moseyed next door to the bathroom to grab
towels for each of us as well as a wet washcloth to wipe the dried cum off
too.

       We cleaned up and pulled on our shorts minutes before his parents
pulled into the driveway calling us to come and help carry in the bags of
groceries.

       "You boys look like you've been over exerting yourselves! Too much
basketball I think!" His mom yelled at us when we came stumbling out of the
house. "I think after lunch you guys take it easy in Tom's bedroom. Symon,
you can help your dad in the garage." We all nodded our heads as we carried
in the groceries.

       "What should we do?" Tom asked me after we had put groceries away,
had lunch, and been ordered back to Tom's room to relax. His dad and Symon
were working in the garage and his mom was meeting friends for coffee. We
were alone in the house. I grinned, pulled his shorts down, and pushed him
back on the bed. I pulled my own down and joined him. He pushed me down and
started sucking my cock. Tom was amazing. He was deep throating me, drawing
my cock all the way down to the base, and teasing my head and staff with
his tongue. I begged him to stop or I would cum too quickly, but he ignored
my pleas as I came fast and hard.

         After swallowing my cum, he sat up, wiped his chin and I bent down
to take his cock but he shoved me away. Feeling dejected I leaned back,
confused. He stroked his cock as we sat looking at each other.

       "I want to fuck you." I trembled in anticipation.

       "I, uh, never, uh, bottomed before." He smiled kindly.

       "I'll take care of you, as long as you take care of me."

Thus, beginning a new phase of our friendship and the birth of our
relationship as boyfriends.