Date: Wed, 21 Feb 2018 16:42:41 +0100 (CET)
From: john.matthews@tutanota.com
Subject: AJ

AJ

by John Matthews



"Sure, but I don't know what he's up to."

Mum (aka the Cow and other names) was on the phone, and I knew when I heard
that "he" she was referring to me. No question.

"A-J," yelled the Dragon, "Come here for a sec, please."

I mumbled something, pushed my homework aside, and ambled out of the dining
room.

"I don't know why you have to use the dining room to study in... you have a
perfectly good desk in your room and a computer, and the internet..."

It was useless to tell the Old Bitch that the internet was the problem. I
just wouldn't get any work done. I'd be too tempted. Ahhh, those magic
sites and chat-rooms.

"Mrs Anderson just called and she wants you to look after Robbie for a few
hours."

I looked at her as if she had sprouted another head. Robbie was my age,
heaps smaller but my age.

"Ooooo-kay," I drawled, "What's going on."

"Robbie has had a fall from a horse and has sprained his ankle... quite
badly by the sounds of it, and Mrs Anderson has to go to work as a bunch of
staff have called in sick..."

"Has," I automatically interrupted.

"Huh," asked the Great Goblin, with her nose pulled up in that weird way
some people ask a question.

"The verb is `has'. `Bunch is a collective noun, so therefore takes the
singular."  Dear Mama called me a grammar Nazi. The kids at school called
me a grammar Nazi. With them its was fun - they still copied my homework.
With her it was to be a bitch, as if I gave a fuck. I was good at it, and
loved to correct the Old Cunt. God, I hated my mother. The only good things
about her were that she could sort of cook, had a decent job and her
parents had left a lot of money, all of it in trust for me for when I
turned 18.  I would have a pile of money then, and the house. She could
draw on $40,000 a year for me. And she did, mostly for herself.

"Whatever," she intoned. "Anyway, Mr Anderson is going to be late and can't
get home until about nine, and she wondered if you could stay over and
watch the boys. I am to call back straightaway."

"OK, I'll do it."

Godzilla headed off to the phone.

As if I wouldn't watch the boys. Robbie is roughly my age. We are in the
same year at school. I am in the academic stream, because I'm a nerd, and
Robbie is in the trade stream, because all he wants to be is a jockey like
his dad once was. We are both in year eight and I'm fourteen, so I guess
Robbie is about the same. I'm average build, (but play a lot of hockey –
so I'm also quite fit and skate as often as I can) and Robbie is pint
sized. I'm 165 and he is about 150. He really does want to be a jockey.

I have had a major crush on him ever since I first saw him in my home class
at school. I also have a secondary crush on his brother Dean, who is a bit
shorter than he is but with the same blond hair, blue eyes and dark
eyebrows. I think he's about 11. He looks it. He goes to the primary school
next to our high school.

Robbie tended to keep to himself as did I. I might play great hockey, but
our school didn't have a team, so I played for the town team and spent a
lot of time at the Ice Arena. (Hockey IS ice hockey... that other sort is
called field hockey.)

The Andersons live next door to us, but that means very little. Our
neighbourhood was all five acre blocks. We had money, or at least I had. To
get to his house, I had to ride about a kilometre. I jumped my trusty
treadly, and hooned over.

I parked my bike near their front door and rang the bell. A harried looking
Mrs Anderson opened the door and gushed "Thank god you've come... the
invalid is upstairs in his room and I have to rush. Dean will be back from
riding in a couple of hours and there is some food that you can nuke on the
table for all of you... Rob might be back at nine or a little later... Use
the phone... use anything... I have to flee... Bye, and thank you."

I blinked, said not a word, and she was gone.

I shook my head and thought I had better find the invalid, as she had
called him. I was warm from my ride and the house felt like a sauna. I
whipped off my jacket, left it in the hall and ambled upstairs. The house
was spacious and there seemed to be no end of rooms. But then again, mine
was the same. I called out to Robbie and received a shout from a little
down the corridor. I found his room and there was Robbie, shirtless and in
his shortie pyjama bottoms. His ankle was propped up and swathed in
bandages.

"Hey," I said.

"Hey," he replied.

Formalities completed, I asked him what had happened. He told me he was
doing a little jump, fell of the horse and landed in a bad way on his
ankle.

"Hurts?"

"Like fuck."

"Need anything?"

"Yeah, a piss."

"I can't do that for ya."

"Yeah I know, Numb Nuts, just help me to the bog, will ya."

"Sure."

He swung around and sat on the side of the bed. I stood by his injured
side.

"Help me up, will ya."

I put my arm around his skinny torso, and felt my temperature rising. I was
actually touching his flesh. He put his arm around my neck and pulled
himself up. He was touching me. Christ I could feel a bone happening. His
touch was warm and gentle on my neck. He gripped my shoulder, and he heaved
and I lifted and he was standing up... albeit on one leg and me. He was
like a feather.

I helped him to the lavatory. He looked at me as we stopped near the
throne.

"What?"

His breath smelled so sweet when he turned to me.

"You're gonna hafta help me."

I almost shouted YES and punched the air.

"I'm not sitting down to piss like a fuckin' sheilah."

I laughed. "Waddaya wanna do then?"

"Just support me and I'll sort it out."

"OK, I won't watch."

"You can if you want... and you'll see the littlest dick in the world." He
made a wry face.

"What???"

"I've got the littlest dick in the world."

"Bullshit! Show me." The words were out before I could stop them. I felt
myself going red. "I, I, I mean..." I stuttered.

"No wuckers," he smiled. "I'll show ya."

And he did. It was about as long as my ring finger and I could tell he was
half hard. He was cut and it was the most beautiful dick I had ever seen.

"Wow, that's beautiful," I gasped. I started going red again and tried to
speak. I seemed to have a considerable amount of foot in mouth disease this
afternoon.

He looked at me and smiled.

"No-one has ever said that about it before. Thanks."

He started to piss. It was a bit awkward with me hanging onto him and him
on one leg. He swayed a bit and some piss dribbled onto his pyjamas.

"Fuck, I'm not wearing these now. Help me get them off, will ya?"

I was feeling a bit shell shocked... or is that cock shocked but I said
yeah anyway. He put two arms around my neck and his sweet breath blew in my
face. He told me to pull them down, and I did, not too quickly.

"Nice," he whispered under his breath. I felt the palms of my hands rub his
thighs as I slipped them off... "Nicer," he muttered. I thought I might
have been getting a message here.

He was completely hairless. And naked.

"Yeah, I know... no hairs. I actually have been shaving them since they
first started to sprout. Dean wanted me to look like him. He still hasn't
started, you know."

I didn't know, but I thought I would like to find out. His words also gave
me a bit to think about regarding the relationship between him and his kid
brother.

"Doesn't it get itchy?"

"It did at first, but Dad bought me some razors for sensitive skin, and
some shit I rub on and it doesn't itch at all. I do it every day or three
and I'm used to it."

"His father?" I thought. "This is weird."

He was half-boned. I was totally boned. I was a bit thankful for the great
flapping shirt I was wearing. It hid a lot.

Nothing specific had been said yet. This could have been just an
interaction between two straight teen kids – one of whom had nothing to
hide and no modesty. I on the other hand was quite shy. Sex was almost a
dirty word in our house. I knew the bitch troll from hell (aka my dear
Mama) had a girlfriend. I was pretty sure they were on together. Sometimes
when the old bat would go out with Maria to play Bridge, she would stop
over for the night.

I guess the clincher came with the Valentine's Day card. "I can't wait
until my tongue tastes your sweet quim again, Love Maria." I read it when I
was snooping in her bedroom, and that kind of put the cap on it for me.

I hated her and she hated me. I was just a pawn to get at my dad. I told
the court I wanted to live with my dad. She told the court my dad was gay
and it was not a good environment for a growing boy. The Family Court
really sucks. I wish I had that Valentine card to show the court now! I
love my Dad. But enough of me!

Robbie looked at me as I helped him back to his bed. He was still part
boned. I tried hard not to stare but couldn't help myself. Robbie, naked in
bed! A dream come true.

"It is small, isn't it?" he said softly.

"Yeah," I replied. "But it is perfect."

He smiled at that and I helped him onto the bed. As he sat down and began
to lie down, I went with him, as my hands were behind his neck. We were
nearly face to face. He lifted up slightly and kissed me softly and quickly
on the lips. I disentangled myself and asked what that was for.

"For helping me," he replied. "And not laughing at my dick. And saying it
was beautiful, and perfect." He smiled.

I couldn't help but look at it again. He was totally hard now. My guess was
that it was about 8 centimetres fully boned.

"OK, Numb Nuts, you've seen mine, let me see yours."

I hesitated.

"Look," he said. "I'm gonna trust ya with something. If it got out we'd all
be in the shit... deep shit, got that?"

I nodded.

"Dad, Dean and I mess around together."

I blinked at him. My face must have been blank because he repeated himself.

"Hello, Earth to A-J, Earth to A-J."

"Wow," I said. For someone in the academic stream I sure was dumb. "That's
great!"

"You're not grossed out?"

"No way. That's magic. I wish I could have a family like that."

What I really meant was that I wished I could fool around with them as
well.

"Well, what are you waiting for – get your gear off and let me see."

He had just outed himself to me along with his little brother and father,
and I had outed myself to him by expressing my wish. I didn't have anything
to lose and I was in love with him anyway. Well certainly in lust –
with, as I mentioned, a secondary crush on his brother. I hadn't considered
his dad before, but as I thought about it, I thought I could easily go to
bed with him.

"What about your mother?"

"Who cares," he replied. "She has a bedroom downstairs and dad has one
upstairs. She's addicted to Bridge and plays as often as she can. I reckon
she's got a bit on the side. I think it might be some chick called Maria
who also has a special friend. I suspect a three way."

I started to laugh. He did too. He thought I was laughing at his
suspicions.

"That wouldn't be Maria Magrison over at Prospect Heights, would it?" I had
to ask.

"Yeah. Why? Do ya know her?" He looked at me strangely.

"Let's just say I reckon my mother is fucking her. Monday, Wednesday,
Friday and Saturday is when my mother plays Bridge over at her house and
often stops the night."

"My fucking god, that's what my old lady does too, when she's not working."

"Well, well, well... looks like the ladies might do a threesome. Maybe they
also do a foursome with the other player. This is kewl."

I could feel the rumblings of a plan in the back of my head. I didn't know
what it was, but it was nasty. I could just feel it. I shivered.

Robbie noticed. "Hey you're cold. Get over here with me... but get your
gear off... it's warmer like that."

I wasn't cold. The house was very warm with the central heating. My bone
had gone down and I thought "what the heck... this is where I want to be."

I shucked off my clothes and crawled in next to Robbie. I got on his
uninjured side. He put his arm under my neck and his other arm pulled me
close to him. I was in heaven, and boned again. As he pulled me towards him
he leaned forward and kissed me again. I felt the tip of his tongue on my
lips and opened for him. This was my first real kiss. His free arm strayed
down my body and caressed my arse. He circled around and touched my cock. I
made a tentative move towards his. I hesitated.

"Do what you want," he whispered. "Just take me however you want. I'll do
anything, just tell me. Any part of me is yours – totally."

I touched his dick. It was as hard as rock. Its smallness made it more
appealing. The head felt so soft in my fingers and the shaft so hard to my
touch. I felt his balls, which were in proportion to his cock. They were
fully operational as I moments later found out. He pulled me to him and
kissed me hard. He was suddenly heaving his groin towards me and he
came. His tackle may have been small but his reservoir of wrigglers and
juice was pretty damn big.

"Shit," he muttered, his lips close to mine. "I really wanted to hold off a
bit..."

He sighed, and I felt his spooge cooling on my gizzard. I grabbed my shirt
and wiped it off and cleaned him as well. I actually wanted to suck it off
his cock, but thought that may have been a bit forward.

He took another deep breath and said: "Look buddy, I dunno how you're goin'
to take this, but I've had the hots for you for ages. I know we're not best
mates or anything, but I wanna get to know you better... and better... and
better."

I took this as an invitation, and leaned in and kissed him. He reached for
my tackle and gently caressed it. I thought he had had a hair trigger. I
blew so hard, I felt I was about to ejaculate my arsehole. He caught most
of it on his stomach, scooped it up and ate it.

"Next time in my mouth, or arse, eh?" he whispered to me.

I was too lethargic after my orgasm to reply. My head was resting on his
bony chest and I nodded.

"Cool," he said.

We dozed a few moments.

"There's something else..."

"Yeah, what," I asked a bit groggily.

"Dean really has the hots for you, too."

Keerist! Suddenly, from being a bit of a loaner, I felt like the most
popular kid in the world. I thought it was time to `fess up.

I told him all... I told him about my long-term crush on him and my
secondary crush on Dean. I told him I was gay, and I found chicks repulsive
as sexual beings. I told him about the Old Bitch and how she had used me to
get to my gay dad. Essentially, I spilled my guts.

His response was "Wow".

Then he poured out his story. He loved his dad and brother. His feelings
for his mother were pretty much like mine for my mother. He told me how his
mother put up a great façade when they had company, but she made their
life hell. He recounted how after one particularly harrowing night, he and
his brother crept into their dad's room and sneaked into bed with him just
for comfort. Cuddles led to cuddles and then to arousal and then to all
sorts of boy hanky-panky. As the old lady slept downstairs "for her job"
and so no-one would be disturbed by the phone "should work call" (she was a
matron at a Nursing Home) this caused absolutely zero problems. The
"comforting" continued from that time on.

Robbie's dad made a pile of money. He was involved in racing in a big
way. He had been a jockey for a long time, and recently retired from active
racing. He now trained horses, and had a string of his own. He was
basically in clover. Robbie knew his mum wanted out of the relationship,
but there was too much money at stake, as much of the money had been tied
up in trusts for the boys. Rob, the dad, was the only one who had access to
the trust accounts, and she couldn't fight this, else she would be seen to
be trying to get her hands on her sons' money. Funnily enough, she herself
had made Rob sole trustee to the trust when the boys were very young, and
when only a few dollars a month were going into the accounts. That
agreement still held.

Another three or four years and Robbie would be very rich. So would I,
coincidentally. Dean would trail on a couple of years later.

During his recital, I was playing with his dick. It was sort of half hard,
but certainly not near full mast. I was a little disappointed, as I wanted
to get down and dirty. He guessed what I was wanting, and apologised.

"My ankle is playing up a bit... can you get me some Panadeine please. It's
on the dresser."

I did so and poured him a drink of water to wash it down. There was a
clunk, bang downstairs and the sound of a door slamming. I made a grab for
my shorts.

"Don't worry, it's only Dean. He won't bust in... in fact no-one does. Jump
into bed."

I did so as a tentative knock sounded at the door.

"Robbie are you in there?"

To my horror Robbie replied, "C'mon in Dean. I gotta surprise for ya."

Dean entered, quite decorously, I thought. If someone had said he had a
surprise for me, I wouldn't have bothered to take time to open the door.

Dean looked towards the bed and exclaimed "WOW! Hi A-J." He managed to get
out.

I felt myself going red. I was obviously naked in the bed... clothes on the
floor and so on, and there stood the other object of my desire.

"Wow," the little Tiger said again. "A-J finally came over. That's
great. Have you guys... well... have you?" He seemed at a loss for words.

"Yeah," replied Robbie, "We have."

"Wow!" Dean seemed to be a little short on vocab at the moment.

"Look," Robbie rolled back the sheet, "I've hurt my ankle; bit of a fall
from Pampas Prince."

"OK." Dean didn't seem overly concerned. Falls and injuries were a way of
life. Sometimes you fall off horses, and that's that. "Mum called A-J's mum
to get him to look after me. He's done a great job. Wanna help?"

Dean giggled. "Sure, what can I do."

I had a thought, but Robbie vocalised it. "Get ya gear off, and jump
in. A-J's side of course... my ankle, you know."

Dean's smile lit the room and in no seconds flat all he had on was his
underdaks – Superman, no less. Robbie was about to tell him to take them
off too, but I put a finger on his lips and he held his peace. I moved a
little to make room for Dean and I held Robbie's piece.

Robbie murmured, "Ooooh, that's nice." I thought it was a little louder
than was warranted but Dean giggled.

Dean snuggled in beside me and soon discovered I was naked for real.

"You've got nothin' on."

Robbie whispered to me to roll over and take him. I did. I just put my arms
around Dean and held him tight. My hand went down his back and I found his
undies. He wriggled closer and my bone pushed at him. My hands wandered
around his underwear and I felt a hard little package in front. He had not
said a word, but just snuggled in even closer. I slipped my free hand down
his thigh and started tugging at Superman. He lifted a little and I slipped
them down and managed to get them off completely with my foot. He pressed
into me. His prong was very small, but very hard. It was pushing against my
dick and I told him to do whatever he wanted. At that moment he looked up
at me and I kissed him. That was the trigger. Suddenly a quiet little lad
had become a sex maniac.

He started to hump me wildly. He was on top of me and I rubbed his arse. It
was small and rounded, just like his brother's. He spread his legs and I
felt his crack. He started humping faster.

"Go Deany," cheered Robbie, whose cock was pressing into my side. I reached
down and felt it, and humped back into Dean. He moved faster, if that were
possible. He really fucked into my gizzard. And then he came. He didn't
have any tadpoles, but his orgasm was cataclysmic. His vocals were of such
magnitude, I was glad we were on a five acre block, or the neighbours might
have come running. In the way of kids, his bone did not subside, but he was
a little exhausted. He lay on top of me panting. His eyes closed in bliss.
I kissed him on the cheek and he sighed and held me tight.

"You OK, little fellah?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah, that was great."

He reached down and felt my balls. And bugger me if I didn't come again. I
just fair blew a second load and it squished between us. He scooted off me
and started licking my belly. He slurped the cum off me and used his
fingers to scrape it off his own belly and eat it. I rolled him onto his
back and finished the job. It was truly erotic. As I did this, Robbie's
fingers travelled down my crack and toyed with my pucker.

"It's yours whenever you want it," I said, a bit breathily. "Whenever...and
I haven't done it before."

"What? Really? Have you ever had sex before?"

"Nope, today was my first time."

"Oh, yay. Did you enjoy?

"Ask me after I suck both your dicks." It seemed my inhibitions had gone.

The boys giggled.

"Wait till we tell dad," said Dean.

"Yeah," responded Robbie. "I can't wait. Shit, this fucking ankle is really
giving me curry."

"Um."  This was me. "Errrr, tell your dad?"

It wasn't until a bit later I discovered that Mrs Anderson had called
Robbie and Dean's dad to come home. He couldn't and suggested that I might
be able to come and look after Robbie.

"Yeah, he knows we're stoked on you, and he'll be over the Moon for us. He
wants to be there when I have my first fuck too."

I looked at Robbie and he knew what I was thinking.

"Yeah, we mess around, but we haven't gone all the way yet. Dean and I said
we wanted you to be the first."

"Are you kidding me?" I really did think he would be more experienced than
that. Maybe not Dean, but I was pretty sure Robbie would be.

"Nope, lots of humping and play, but no real deep love-making yet."

"A-J," whispered Dean.

"Yeah, little fellah."

I tickled his dick which was still bone hard.

"After you make love to Robbie, will you make love to me too. Pleeeeeease"

I looked at Robbie and he smiled and imperceptibly nodded.

"Sure mate, sure. I would love that more than anything."

He cuddled closer to me if that were possible, and just sighed.

I put my other arm under Robbie's neck and he snuggled too. We drifted off
to sleep in a state of bliss.

I was startled awake by the front door closing. It was pitch dark, and I
guessed it must have been after 9 o'clock. How far after 9 I wasn't
sure. But I was sure I heard a door closing. I had two warm bodies next to
me. Dean was softly snoring with his nose in my armpit and a death grip
around my waist. Robbie was flat on his back, and had his fingers in my
pubes, with the tips just on my cock. I had cuddled in Dean close to me,
but still had my arm under Robbie. I thought I should at least discover the
time, and perhaps ring old Fuckknuckle and let her know I would be late. As
I was doing something for her "girlfriend- maybe", I was pretty sure she
wouldn't mind.

I grabbed my underdaks and a T-shirt and snuck out without disturbing the
lads. As I walked down the passage to try and find a phone, I heard voices
just ahead. Mr Anderson was home. He also must have visitors.

I trotted back to the bedroom to find my shorts and did. I slipped those on
over my undies. At least I was now respectable. I wandered into the lounge
room. Mr Anderson was there with an aboriginal lad of about 15 or 16
years. I didn't take much of him in as Mr Anderson started talking to me.

"Well, if it isn't Mr Balluch. How are you A-J?"

"Not bad, Mr Anderson, thank you... How are you?"

"Weeeell, I'm rooted. Well, not quite rooted yet," he sneaked a glance at
the handsome aboriginal lad and chuckled. "I'll be properly rooted in a
little while."

I looked at the aboriginal boy. Mr Anderson remembered his manners. "A-J
Balluch, this is John Wilson, John Wilson, meet A-J Balluch. A-J is my
boys' boyfriend... er...at least I think he is."

He smiled at me. He was so like Robbie. I smiled back and then couldn't
help myself.

"Yes I am," I shouted, and punched up into the air. I could feel the stupid
cheesy grin on my face.

"Come here and let me give you a hug," Mr Anderson said.

I threw my arms around him and he hugged me back. It was a proper hug
too. His hand wandered down to my arse and I could feel myself stiffen a
bit. Though mini-me had had something of a workout, I just responded to the
real warmth.

I wasn't at all certain, but I thought he might have bulged a bit too. He
had on track pants and they were rather thin. I thought I might have felt
something.

"Ahh, Mr Anderson, I had better ring the old... um my mother and let her
know that I'm all right."

"Already done, Sunshine," he replied. "I told her I might need to borrow
you for tomorrow and the weekend, as Freda will be working, and so will
I. She told me to keep you as long as I needed you. I told her I would pick
up your gear tomorrow. She's giving me your schoolbooks, laptop and clothes
for a few days. Not that you'll need too much. I told Freda the
arrangements and she said she'd go straight off to Bridge after work and
probably wouldn't be back til Sunday night or Monday after work. Does that
suit you?"

He grinned at me, and I just grinned back.

"Now go and get those two lover-boys of yours awake and we'll have
something to eat."

I woke Robbie by gently toying with his cock and then sucking it. I did the
same to Dean. Robbie winced a bit as his ankle kicked in.

"I need a wicked piss," he said. "Want to help me?"

"Sure." I grinned. We did a rerun of our earlier manoeuvres, but this time
I held his dick while he nuzzled my neck. I had a leak too. Robbie held me
but I had to take charge because he couldn't get the aim quite right.

"What's the time?" he asked.

"About quarter to ten."

"Shit, isn't dad home yet?"

"Sure he is, and he told me to wake you so we could eat."

"Well," said Robbie, "I'm really going to have to eat in bed... and I don't
mean your dick."

He had caught my grin. He was back in bed and Dean raced off to the bog. I
heard the toilet flush and the shower start up. I thought that was a good
idea and told Robbie.

"Yeah, go and get in with him, I'll hafta have a bath later."

"Sounds good," I replied, and traipsed off into the bathroom. Robbie told
me that evening he heard Dean squeak then giggle, and thought I was up to
no good. I was indeed up to no good. I had grabbed Dean's little cock and
was giving it and his cute sack a bloody good feel up. I also ran my soapy
finger down his crack, and tickled his little hole. As I was doing this, he
managed to duck under me without me losing my finger hold, as it were, and
engulfed my prong in his mouth. It only took about three sucks and I was
gone. Shit, I had a hair trigger today. I picked him up and kissed him. He
stuck his cummy tongue in my mouth and I sucked the remnants of my spooge
from it. It was really erotic and fun.

"A-J," the little fellow whispered.

"Yes Tiger, what?"

"Will you come into my bed tonight so we can cuddle and play a bit?"

I was surprised. "Aren't you going to sleep with us?"

"Well, Robbie is your number one boyfriend and I'm just your number two
boyfriend."

He was sort of right. He always had been a secondary crush.

"I want you to sleep with us, but it is Robbie's room. But always remember
that Robbie is my big boyfriend and you're my little boyfriend. I love you
both."

He hugged me closer, and sniffed a bit. I also realised I had just said the
"L" word. I also felt I meant it. I was going mushy.

He squirmed out of my arms after a quick peck on the lips and we dried
ourselves off. He scarpered off to the kitchen. I didn't want to get back
into my dirty clothes. I found a bathrobe that must have been Robbie's. It
was more than a bit short on me, but I thought it would do. Robbie was
perched up on his bed. He smiled at me and told me he thought that Dean
seemed very happy. I basically told him the proceedings of the bathroom and
he was very pro Dean sleeping with us. He also liked the idea of the big
and little boyfriends.

"Go get me some food before I starve," he ordered. I obediently trotted
off.

"I was forestalled from getting anywhere near the kitchen by Mr
Anderson. He, John and Dean had a pile of Chinese takeaways and paper
plates.

"Let's eat with the invalid. Anyway, he hasn't met John."

We all bundled into Robbie's room and Mr Anderson handed out paper plates,
and John and Dean handed around food.

"Thanks, Mr Anderson, this is the greatest."

"Call me Rob, or I shall call you Mr Balluch. And incidentally, that robe
is quite fetching on you."

He was sitting on the floor, looking right up me. I felt the worm wiggle.

"Choice," he sighed. "Come and sit next to me, John." He pulled John down
to the ground he nudged him to look in my direction. "Great view, isn't
it."

"Beautiful," replied John. "Just fucking beautiful."

"Knock it off, you guys." This was Robbie. "A-J's ours and we ain't sharing
for a little while yet. Incidentally, Dad, Dean's sleeping in with us
tonight."

Dean's smile went into overdrive.

"That's fine," Rob replied. "Just watch that ankle of yours."

"Sure dad, sure. I've got the best nurse in the world with me. In fact I've
got the two best nurses in the world."

I thought Dean's smile was going to swallow his head. It appeared at least
to circumnavigate it.

"Dad," Robbie went on, "Why don't we put a King size bed in this room, and
make Dean's room a sort of study, rec room, fun room. That way Dean will
always be sleeping with me, and there'll be plenty of room for A-J as
well."

"Sounds like a plan," said Rob, "And with a large King size there can be
room for other visitors as well."

He was plainly referring to himself. We had finished the Chinese, and Rob
collected the debris, and put it in a bio-bag. He wished us good-night and
left with John. Rob and John were both sporting wood. I would love to have
been able to see them. However, it was time for bed.

Robbie ran his hand up the robe and fondled my dick. I really was quite
hard.

"I didn't think I would ever say this to you, lover boy, but I can't do a
frigging thing. My ankle hurts like a bitch and I am completely shagged. I
have to sleep."

With that, he laid back and was almost instantly asleep. I looked at Dean
and smiled.

"Are you coming to bed too, Tiger?"

"You bet."

"Get in then."

He was naked in a flash, and crawling in beside me.

There must have been something in the food. I remember giving him a kiss
and almost instantaneously hearing his snores. That's the last I remember.

At some time during the night, I was awoken by a soft whisper in my ear.

"A-J. A-J baby... I really need to leak again. Help me to the bog, will
ya."

I helped him like I had before. This time my boner was evident as I was
nude. So was his for the same reason, only he had a piss boner. It was
beautiful. I didn't think I would ever get enough of looking at his little
cock. Or at Dean's, for that matter. It had been a bit tricky disengaging
from Dean without waking him. He was as closely cuddled into me as anybody
could get. He was so close his lips were on the side of my neck and his
little nose just under my ear where he could at least breathe. His free arm
was around my body and his leg was over my thigh and dick. One could say he
was quite close.

As I was bending Robbie's cock down so he could pee, he leaned back into me
and winced a bit as he put a bit too much weight on his ankle. Robbie
started to piddle.

"A-J," he whispered, "I been thinkin'."

"Thought I smelled smoke," I replied.

"Smart arse... I been thinkin' about Dean and us."

"Yeah, what?" I queried.

"Ya know he loves you so much..."

"Yeah."

"I think you love him too, doncha?"

"Yeah, but I love y..."

"Listen to me. I love you. You love me. Dean loves you and you love Dean. I
love Dean and Dean loves me..."

"Yeah... what time is it?" My head was beginning to spin.

"Fuck the time... all that's true, innit?

"Yeah, and your point is?"

"I think you should have Dean first. Let him be your first. We need to go
the whole way and soon. I can't... my ankle is just so off-putting at the
moment. Give me a day or two and you won't be able to walk..." He grinned
up at me. But I don't think it's fair that you and Dean should hafta wait."

"Yeah but we agreed that..."

"Fuck any agreement," he had stopped peeing. "If you agree, I want to give
you, as a gift, to my little brother. I will be second in line."

The thought of totally bedding little Dean was appealing, but my last line
of defence came out.

"But I always cared for you first. Today I think I've fallen in love... but
the truth is I love both of you and I can't untangle you. It's the
same... but what will Dean think about this?

He replied honestly. "I don't know. But I think I should ask, if it's OK
with you."

"I think you are the best big brother anyone could ask for." I kissed him
deeply.

"Does that mean you agree?" He broke the kiss.

"What about your dad, he wanted to be there."

"Fuck him! And you can if you want... but only after we do it." He
laughed. "I think it would be good for him not to get his own way all the
time. I'll be there, and that's the important thing. After all, it is just
us three who are having a relationship. Dad can be a bit of icing on the
cake."

"I kinda like the idea of him not being there, Robbie."

"Yeah. You didn't seem too knocked out by the idea."

I smiled at him and helped him back to bed. I crawled in between him and
Dean and the little guy glued himself to me again. I was idly playing with
Robbie's cock, which regardless of the pain in his ankle was as hard as
granite.

"Where you guys been?" a tiny voice asked.

"I took Robbie to the bog and we've been talking."

"What about?"

"You," said Robbie. He flicked on the bedside lamp.

"What about me?"

"I love you Deanie, and A-J loves you.

"Yeah... I'm just so lucky..." He leaned across my body and his lips
brushed mine and then his brother's. His hand found mine on Robbie's
dick. He giggled a bit and just laid over us.

"I want to give you a present, because we're all boyfriends now."

"Are we all boyfriends, Robbie?"

"Yes we are. I want to give you A-J."

"But I've got A-J."

"Yeah, you have. But I want A-J to have you first. You can be both each
other's first."

"But Robbie..."

"Shuddup and listen, Squirt." This was said not unkindly.

Robbie repeated our conversation in the bathroom. Dean rolled off us, and
lay on his back. I then saw something I thought I would never see. Dean's
dick was a limp little noodle, and he had big tears in his eyes, which made
them even shinier. He looked beautiful.

"Do you really, really mean it?" he asked.

"Yeah, of course we mean it. It's not fair you and A-J should wait for me
to get better. You should be making love as often as possible. But don't
worry... like I said to A-J, when I'm OK again, you won't be able to
walk... and that's not from a sprained ankle either." Robbie grinned
evilly.

"I really love you Robbie. You're the bestest brother in the world." Dean
flung himself over me and hugged Robbie. (I didn't correct Dean's grammar -
a virtual first for me.)

With this manoeuvre, Dean's dangly bits rubbed against mine. He was still
flaccid. This was really cute. It made my prong a bit more rigid, if that
were possible. I felt Robbie's hand reach between us and caress us both.

"Make love, you guys. I am not going to miss a thing."

Robbie rolled over to his bed table drawer and pulled a largish tube of
lube. Dean didn't notice, but I did. Rob threw me a wink. We smiled at each
other and then I kissed Dean. What may have been flaccid a moment before,
now stood up to serious attention.

He was still sort of on me, but I rolled a little and he fell to my
side. Dean didn't lose his lip grip. This little fellah was a serious
kisser. His tongue roamed around my lips. His lips roamed around my
lips. We had a serious game of tongue hockey as my hands felt all over his
body. His smoothness turned me on big time. I felt his arse and he opened
his legs for me to go in deeper. I did. I felt the outside of his small
hole and he moaned – well it was more like howled.

"Christ, did I hurt you, little fellah?" I was really concerned.

"No, no... do it some more, do it some more."

I thought I had found a winner here. I did it some more. He writhed like a
snake on a hot plate. I kept on playing with him. He was completely
underneath me now, and I thought I may have been a bit heavy for him.

"No, no... do it some more."  He seemed to have a mantra. His hands were
all over me. It felt just magic. As I was on top of him, every now and then
my cock seemed to make inroads towards its ultimate goal. Finally my dick
stopped playing silly buggers and took on its role seriously. It had found
the target. Robbie sensed this and I felt a squishy feeling as his hand
encircled my wang and lubed me. I felt Dean squirm and wiggle beneath
me. Robbie's fingers were at Dean's entrance, or so my schlong said, and he
was applying the KY assiduously.

"OOO," the wriggler beneath me moaned.

I thrust forward involuntarily and my helmet penetrated to target. Dean
went dead quiet. This was unnerving.

"Are you OK, Tiger?" I asked.

No answer, but two little hands pressed on my arse thrusting me forward.  I
went in further. He was so tight and silky soft. I was in heaven, but I was
concerned.

"Are you OK, Little Man?"

No answer, but a further thrusting towards me. He was all but impaled on my
prong. His eyes were closed tight, but I saw tears running out of them.

"L'il buddy... lover boy?..."

Then suddenly, as if a tuppeny bunger went off, Dean was squirming and
shouting as if the house was on fire.

"Yesssss," he shouted. "Yessss"

He moved in such a way as forced me to start shagging him. I started the
ancient rhythm which he matched, stroke for stroke. We were doing it. We
were both losing our virginity, We were making love. I came in his arse and
his little cocklet spasmed at the same time. We orgasmed together. We
joined each other totally. He was mine and I was his. Even after my cum I
was totally hard.

"More, please. Do it again." Dean was urgent.

I started the strokes again without much encouragement at all. Dean was
whimpering and his legs went over my shoulders. I went deeper than I
imagined I could and Dean responded.  His upward thrust to my downward sent
me to a place I had never been before. Dean and I travelled there
together. We both came again. I had lost contact with any reality save for
the union of Dean and me. I fell on him, exhausted but energised. I then
heard a small voice say;

"One more time for the viewers at home." It was Robbie. "Wow, you guys,
that was spectacular. You guys OK?"

"Again, now!" demanded Dean.

I kissed him, long and deep, readying myself to tell him I was too, well,
fucked. My spear had different ideas, and I was up for it again.

I rolled off Dean and now I was on the outside of the bed. Dean was between
Robbie and me. I turned Dean so he was facing Robbie and his arse was
pressed against my once again ready prong. Dean was in another
space. Robbie kissed him. I leaned over and kissed Robbie, and as I did so
I entered Dean yet again. He went rigid and then thrust against me. I
started to slow hump him. He cried out. He mewled. He purred. His arse was
heaven to me because he had given himself totally. Robbie was very, very
quiet. I felt Robbie's hands on a couple of occasions stroke Dean, and then
me, but Dean was the focus.

"I love you, A-J," was the whisper I heard from Dean.

"I love you too, Tiger," I whispered back. We both shuddered with our
orgasms, and suddenly we were asleep.

Dean and I made love again at least twice that night. Robbie said that we
did it at least six more times, but he has since confessed he was
exaggerating.

We woke at the same time (roughly) the following morning. I was somehow in
the middle again. Dean was glued to me, and Robbie was turned slightly
towards me – as far as his ankle would let him go.

All three of us said at the same time, and in our own words that we had to
piss. For once, I had woken up without a boner, not even a piss boner. I
think it could have been said I was sexually sated. I said as much to my
boyfriends.

"Let's see what happens after a piss," smirked Robbie. He was hard.

Dean chimed in. "We can do it one more time before breakfast, can't we?"

I hugged him to me.

"Let's see what mini-me has to say about that!"

Robbie looked at me and smiled. I helped him out of bed and we headed
towards that magic reward of a morning piss. We splashed together.

"You know guys, that was the most out of this world thing I have ever seen,
you guys together last night." This was Robbie. We were pissing together.

"You shoulda been there." Dean and I said the same words simultaneously. We
laughed and then high-fived each other. In doing that with Dean. I lost my
grip a little on Robbie. This caused him to lean on his ankle.

"You cunt!"

"Oops," I said. "Sorry. Won't happen again."

I helped him back to bed and sucked his dick as a way to say sorry.

"Hmmmm," he said, as I licked up his cum, "You can hurt me anytime if
that's how you apologise."

We smiled at each other and I kissed him.

Dean squeaked. "Me too." We had a three-way kiss.

Dean and I trundled off to find breakfast. He was walking a little
strangely, and I enquired as to his anal health.

"Hurts," was his reply, "But it hurts in such a good way I want you to do
it again."

I rather suspected I was up for it.

Dean and I took breakfast up to Robbie. We ate together and just nattered
on.

"How's the ankle?" I enquired.

"Better than yesterday. In fact lots better. I'm out of bed today, no
risk."

"Shit, what's the time?" I squawked. "I gotta be at school. What the fuck
am I gonna wear? My uniform's at home. Fuck, fuck, fuck... The bitch is NOT
going to be well pleased."

Dean was still gnawing on his toast. He didn't seem too bothered about
being late for school. Typical 11 year old, I guess.

"Your dad said something about getting my things... What is the fucking
time?"

"It's 7:42 am." Robbie had looked at his bedside digital.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Still an hour before the bus.

Dean giggled. I noticed he had not lost body contact with me at all. He
always managed to be touching me somehow. I played with his dick a little
bit. It was nice. I really enjoyed playing with the little head, and
feeling the stiffness of his shaft. As of yesterday, I had entered a whole
new world, and I liked it. I reached over and fondled Robbie as well. I now
had the manual sensations in stereo.

The door burst open and Mr Anderson, err, Rob, bustled in. On his heels was
John. They had my gym bag and laptop, as well as my school backpack. I had
leaped up at the intrusion, still not 100% comfortable with the idea of
messing around in front of the boys' father. Robbie, Dean and I were all
boned and naked, but this seemed OK to me. Weird, eh?

"Can't ya fuckin' knock," growled Robbie.

Rob grinned. "All ready for morning action, I see."

I could feel myself blush.

"What's it to ya, Needlenose?" Robbie snarled at his dad.

Rob's grin got even bigger and John laughed.

"I see we're feeling better today, then," Rob responded. "I thought you
guys might like a day off before the holidays start. Nah!" Rob held up his
hand and looked at me. "Your mother is OK with it. I sorted this
morning. She's going to do the Bridge thing as well and won't be back til
Monday, and then you're on holidays anyway. You could be here for a little
while... at least a week. She seemed to be relieved. I wonder why?"

He gave a Mephistophelian chuckle.

Dean jumped up and gave his dad a hug and a kiss. Rob grabbed him on the
arse and Dean winced a little. Rob didn't miss that. He ran his finger down
Dean's crack and my Tiger winced again. He looked over Dean's shoulder,
looked me straight in the eye, gave a grin and said:

"Well, you sly dog, you!"

He put Dean down and walked over to me. He lifted my head by my chin and
kissed me, deeply. In a flash Dean was sucking my cock, and John had walked
behind me and was caressing my arse. I reached back and felt John's
bulge. He grabbed my hand and in a trice it was inside his underwear. I was
feeling him up. Again, I couldn't divorce one sensation from the other. It
wasn't overload, but it was pretty damn close.

I noted that John was cut. My left hand felt around a bit and he started to
bone as he nuzzled my neck. My little Tiger was putting me into overdrive
with his blow job and my right hand reached forward and felt Rob's slightly
expanded bulge. I was actually feeling quite good.

"Oy, you lot." A shout from the bed interrupted our little fest. "Put him
down – not you Dean – the other pooftahs. Piss off... A-J's
ours... for a while at least."

Rob pulled back and laughed.  I felt a little disappointed.

"Oooo... the green-eyed monster has our little Robbie."

He turned around and gave Robbie a kiss, and ran his hand over Robbie's
chest.

"Don't worry mate, I won't pinch him from you and Dean. I was just thanking
him for Dean."

Dean had not disengaged himself from my dick, but I had pulled my hand out
of John's shorts. He was three quarters boned when I left him.

"Dean is thanking him himself and doesn't appear to need any help," Robbie
said a little sulkily. "We'll have a five-way later in the week." He
grinned wickedly.

"Sounds good to me. C'mon John-boy. I know when we're not wanted. Anyway, I
need a quickie before we go to work."

John smiled and left with Rob. Both had prominent bulges.

I felt myself start to get The Feeling. I gently pulled Dean's head off my
dick, and his hand caressed my balls.

"Let's have a little lie down," I suggested to him.

We did, and he immediately went down on me again.

Robbie leaned over to me and we began to really make out. We broke
apart. Dean had not stopped feeding on my bone. I was feeling quite good,
not to put too fine a point on it. I asked Robbie about his ankle.

"Nearly better. It only hurts if I twist it too much. I can actually move
it all the way."

He looked at me meaningfully. I thought that this was it. Dean must have
felt a subtle change in the dynamics. He disengaged himself from my dick
and crawled up next to me. He nuzzled into my neck and held me tight. He
whispered to me.

"It's time for you and Robbie now, isn't it."

"Wadwazzat?" mumbled Robbie.

"I said, it's time for you and A-J now," said Dean.

I kissed Dean and told him that I thought it might be time, but it was up
to Robbie. Robbie grabbed my hand and placed it on his stiff dick.

"Does that answer that question?" Robbie smiled at me, leaned over and
kissed Dean.

"Get me ready, Deanie, please."

Dean grabbed the lube by crawling over the two of us. He pushed Robbie and
me together more closely. Rubbing against each other in such a way
increased our randiness. Robbie spread his legs. I felt over his cock and
down his balls. I headed towards his hole. When my fingers arrived there I
felt Dean's fingers had already arrived and Robbie was lubed. Some of the
oil came off onto my fingers and my wandering hand caressed Dean a little.

I arched my hips. Dean felt under me and grabbed my dick. He held it
firmly. He rubbed the head against Robbie's arse. I was on the brink of
overload again. Robbie was caressing my back. His tongue was playing hockey
with mine. It was time.

"Now," Robbie breathlessly whispered.

I moved my hips slowly forward. Dean was guiding me to the target. This was
not going to be hit and miss. My dickhead was at the door. Simultaneously
Robbie thrust up as I thrust down. My lubed head slipped into him.

"Yes," he hissed.

I didn't pause. I just kept going. Like Dean, Robbie appeared to be
catatonic. His eyes looked deeply into mine.

"Fuck me... make love to me... just do it."

I did. We did.

I was so into Robbie, I hardly noticed Dean watching us. At one time my
hand strayed to his little prick, and I felt him up a little, but hardly
losing any concentration on what Robbie and I were doing.

It was perfect. I was making love to my big lover and my little lover
watched on. I detected no bad feelings, and Dean made no move to touch or
interrupt us. I came in Robbie. At the same time roughly, Robbie yelled his
own orgasm. We locked mouths. We kissed as we thrust against each other. We
lost ourselves in each other. We became one.

Robbie hung onto me as I lay on him. We felt content together. I felt
Robbie's love juice on my body. I was quietly handed a cloth by Dean. I
wiped myself and licked Robbie. Robbie almost immediately fell asleep. I
softly kissed his lips and rolled off him between the three of us. Dean
knew the moment was passed and hugged into my back.

"That was awesome," he whispered. "Do I do that?"

I turned towards him. My dick was flaccid.

"Yes, lover boy, you do."

"Wow," he replied. "I know why it feels so good now."

"You do?" I queried, "Why?" I was genuinely interested.

"Because it's you," he replied.

It wasn't quite what I was expecting, but I loved him for it.

"A-J?" he whispered again.

"Yes Tiger."

"I really, really love you."

I could feel the genuineness of his words.

"I love you too, Tiger. You're the best little boyfriend I have ever had."

"I'm the only little boyfriend you ever had," he giggled. "Now that we're
really, truly boyfriends, does that mean I can't have any other friends."

"Of course not mate. A boy as beautiful and handsome as you should have
heaps of friends."

I toyed with his balls a little. He snuggled closer.

"Am I going to be able to play around with them too?"

"Do you mean sex play?"

"Yesss," he softly hissed. "But I won't if you don't want me to," he
quickly added.

He looked up at me with his adoring eyes. He seemed to wriggle in even
closer. I thought he might osmose through my skin.

I thought about this for a moment.

"You know how Robbie said that we might have a five way later in the week?"

He nodded.

"Well, that would be fun, don't you think."

"Oo yeah, Dad does cool things and I would like to feel John's dick."

"There you are then... if we do that with Rob and John, it's not going to
stop us from being boyfriends, is it? So of course you can have fun with
some of your other friends."

"I so love you A-J. You make everything alright."

I felt a stirring behind me. I then felt something poking me in the
backside. Robbie was awake again, and obviously in the mood. So was I. He
leaned over me and whispered.

"Cherry time, I think."

I had been waiting for this. How many days? Not 24 hours. It felt like
millions.

I pushed my arse towards him. My prong poked little Dean in his nether
regions. He boned. God, he was a horny little bastard. He had heard what
Robbie had said and he reached over to the junction of my arse and Robbie's
knob. Robbie had already grabbed the lube and he put some on Dean's
fingers. Dean began to rub it in. I sense he also rubbed some on Robbie's
cock. Robbie started to push forward. Dean was guiding him towards his
goal. I was pretty sure there was going to be no problems for me because of
the size of Robbie's prong. He was going to take me from behind with Dean
snuggled up to my front. I twisted my head around and kissed Robbie. He was
almost there. I had an idea.

"Wait!" I startled both Robbie and Dean. "Why don't you both try to take me
at the same time. We share everything, why not this?"

"Yesssssss," they both hissed at the same time.

I rolled onto my stomach, pulled my knees under me a little. Each parted my
buns and I could feel two bodies pressed towards me.

"You line up Deany, and I'll come after you and we'll push in together."

And that's what they did. I could feel two small dicks on my entrance and
then they were in. I must have an easy access chute, as I could feel both
of them at the same time. Maybe my awareness was just heightened. I don't
know. Whatever it was, my boyfriends took me together. I was very, very
content. They seemed to have started a rhythm in counterpoint. They both
rubbed and caressed me with their hands. I really never wanted this
closeness to end. I felt shudderings behind me and in me. I was certain I
felt juice squirting into me. Dean let out his usual orgasmic wail as
Robbie just panted out "Oh yeah, oh yeah."

They fell off me and I rolled onto my back in a split second. Both zeroed
in to kiss me and each other. Both felt for my cock and balls. I blew like
there was no tomorrow. None of us was a virgin anymore.

We lay panting on the bed. We cuddled close together.

"I love you A-J," Robbie whispered.

"I love you too, Robbie."

I turned to Dean whose nose was buried in my armpit. His soft regular
breathing told me he was asleep again. I pulled him closer and turned
towards Robbie.

"You guys are the greatest. That was awesome."

 I ran my hand down Robbie's flat stomach and felt the mix of sweat, lube
and jerk juice. The aroma was intoxicating. If I didn't know it before, I
knew it now. I had come home.

We dozed a little more and then decided actually to do something else other
than have sex. We looked at DVD's and played play station. We could do all
of this in the bedroom, as Robbie's ankle was still a little sore. However
it seemed to get better through the day. He didn't take any pills and even
managed to get himself to the lavatory. However, Dean and I decided we
should help him shower.

We did and he didn't object. We managed to get clean through the groping,
sucking and just plain diddling on each other's equipment. We didn't come,
but saved that for later. Robbie asked me to shave him, and I did. Dean
looked a little thoughtful while I was doing this. I finished applying the
lotion to Robbie's shaved areas.

"Penny for them, Dean," I said.

"Nah, it's nuthin'," was his reply. His hand was always somewhere on me.

"Want to see me shaved too?" I enquired.

His funny little smile gave me my answer. I looked at Robbie.

"OK, I'm game."

Robbie gave me a smile. "You sure love that little bastard, don'tcha."

"Yep," I replied, "And he has a brother I love just as much."

"OK, enough mush, let's get you ready. Dean, put some towels on the floor
and grab the Savlon."

Dean did this. I asked about the Savlon.

Robbie replied, "I'm going to wash your bits and pieces with the Savlon
first to kill off any bugs that might be on your skin. The first time I did
it, I got a whole bunch of pimples, and Dad said it was probably from any
bugs on the skin, even if ya had just washed, and bugs on the razor, even
if it was new.

I lay down on the towels and Dean sat cross legged and put my head in his
naked lap. He was boned again, so I turned my head and just licked his dick
a bit. He squeaked.

"Cut it out, you two, or I might slip with the razor."

That really made me focus.

Robbie went to work. He washed my balls and my pubes with a Savlon
solution, sucked my dick a bit, which made Dean giggle, and washed me
again. Robbie said that was just in case he had germs in his mouth.

He then lathered my pubes with shaving cream and in a short time, I was as
bald as when I was born. He used Savlon to wash me off, and I stank a bit
like a hospital room. I mentioned this.

"Suffer baby, suffer. We boys have to suffer to be beautiful. You might
need to rub some of this mixture on for a couple of times and when you are
used to it, you can use some of the after shave dad bought me. Do it every
day, though, and you will get used to it in no time."

Dean leaned forward over me and gave me an upside-down kiss. He caressed my
tits and rubbed down my stomach. I could feel his little cock against my
cheek. I could feel myself boning again.

"C'mon you two, let's play play-station."

We cleaned up the bathroom and trooped off to what I now thought of as our
room. We actually got into underpants, though to this day I am not sure
why. The house was still very warm from the air con heating. I have to
admit though, my equipment felt very good in my trunk style undies.

At about three that afternoon, Rob and John arrived home. By this time we
were looking at a DVD.

"Hi guys," Rob called to us as he poked his head into the room. John waved
at us from the doorway. "Had a good day?"

"Oh yes, daddy," Dean sighed. I noted again, that Dean had not lost some
form of physical contact with me all afternoon. This time his hand was on
my leg.

Rob smiled. I could see where Dean got it from.

"I see," he said, and chuckled. "So the newly-weds are all comfy and
content, I take it."

We all smiled and really looked at him. He was dressed casually, but
nicely.

"I hate to break this up, but I need to borrow A-J for about an hour or
so."

Dean looked as if his new puppy was to be taken from him. Robbie frowned.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I'll bring him back intact. He'll be with us for
the week at least, and probably the rest of the holidays. I just need to go
somewhere with him."

Dean grabbed me around the neck in almost a headlock and kissed me.

"The whole holidays!" he shouted.

I felt a little deafened. I kissed him back, and gave Robbie one for good
measure. I felt his hand trickle down my back and into the top of my arse
crack. I lifted slightly and he went further.

"Enough, already. I need A-J now. So c'mon lad, get some clothes on and be
separated from your boyfriends for a little time. It will do you all good."

I dutifully got up and pulled on some pants and a shirt. I wandered after
Rob.

"Get something warm on, lad. It is winter you know."

I realised I hadn't been out of the house since I had arrived
yesterday. The Anderson's obviously liked to keep the temperature high on
the air con, and I had forgotten it was June – nearly mid-winters.

I put on my jacket I had cycled over in. It really wasn't that warm, but
excellent for cycling.

"John, give him your stable jacket will ya." Rob sounded exasperated. "You
stay here. I'll be about an hour, maybe a bit more."

"C'mon Mr Balluch."

I obediently trotted after him.

"Coming, Mr Anderson."

He turned sharply and looked at me. I tried innocent, but I could feel it
didn't work. He started laughing.

"Cheeky bugger! You are a perfect match for Robbie."

We walked out to his four wheel drive.

"Bloody ridiculous piece of shit this is. But I need it for the outer yards
sometimes. Especially this weather."

At that point I really noticed the weather. It had turned very cold and the
sky was overcast, nearly black.

We jumped in the vehicle and headed off towards the town. It was about a
twenty minute drive. As usual there was no traffic as there was no real
reason for anyone to come out our way as there were only about 15 or so
houses, each of them on 5 acre blocks. I usually went to hockey by taxi.

On our way Rob told me his plans. He wanted to buy us a bed. It was to be
Giant King size if they had such a thing, and any style I thought would be
good for us. He wanted it delivered that evening and would pay through the
nose for that to happen. He also thought I needed to come up for air. He
thought Dean might need a breather too.

He then started to fill me in on some details. He knew, I only found out
later how, that I would soon be a wealthy lad. He told me that it was the
same with Robbie and Dean. I knew this already, of course. Robbie had told
me. He told me how father and sons had come together. I knew this too. He
also told me that Robbie had fallen for me just when we started High
School. I didn't know that. But the real surprise was little Dean. Some
five or six years ago I had met the boys at a shindig Mr Anderson had put
on for some families in the neighbourhood. Dean was about five. He had
taken his father aside and announced that he was going to marry A-J when he
grew up. He had never gotten over that. Apparently I had been nice to him,
given him ice-cream or some such little act of kindness. I could remember
nothing about it at all.

Rob told Dean he had better not tell his mother or anyone else for that
matter, in case they were upset. He told no-one. Rob believed this was the
time when he knew Dean was gay and it brought back memories of his own
childhood and youth.

He told me to look at a large brown envelope on the seat between us. It was
full of bits of paper. I randomly pulled one out. There was a big love
heart with "DA L A-J" written in it. The script was childish, but clear. I
pulled out another. The writing was a little more mature. There were hearts
and Xs drawn all over it. On it was written, "A-J smiled at me today. DA L
A-J". He had finally learned how to spell my stupid name. I felt myself
tearing up. I suddenly missed, very, very much, the ongoing physical
contact he had with me.

His mother, the snooping bitch, found some of these papers once and pounced
on him. When she quizzed him in front of Rob, Dean blithely lied to her and
said it was Angela James. She went to the same school, but lived on the
wrong side of the tracks. Rob later told him that that was a close call and
that he had done well. He went on writing these things though, but he would
give them to Rob to look after. Rob kept them in the office safe.

"So," said Rob, "Dean really loves you. I mean really, really loves
you. He'll do anything for you. Please, A-J, don't hurt him. You're
young. You may find other guys, but always know that you have Dean's
heart. He's like me, in a way. I have given my heart to someone, and did so
very early in life, and that guy still has it."

"What about Robbie?" I asked. "I really love him too, you know."

"Yeah, I know. The only reason I brought up the money is because I have the
weirdest feeling that you guys are going to be together for a long time. I
just wanted you to know that you won't be the only source of income for
them. I know you're young and in love and would give them anything, but you
won't have to, financially that is."

I sniffed and wiped my eyes.

"A-J, you're crying." His concentration left the road for a second or two.

"I just love Dean and I love Robbie to bits. I told them I can't untangle
them from my feelings. And I don't know if I'm confused or not."

On reflection I thought that was a strange thing to say and I giggled a
bit.

"Fuck it! I just love `em!"

I couldn't recall ever having sworn like that in front of an adult before.

Rob reached over the seat and put his arms around my shoulders and pulled
me closer to him. I snuggled. I smelled a bit of horse and sweat on him. It
was sweet.

"Thanks, A-J. I know you mean it."

We had arrived at Skippers Sleep, and as soon as I walked in I saw the
bed. It seemed to be the size of a football field and I told Rob that that
was the one. He bought it along with pillows, cushions, and pure cotton bed
linen. He also bought a real eider doona. He asked what sort of cover I
thought would be best. I wandered around a little and saw the perfect
cover. The design was Batman, Superman and Spiderman. Rob got the joke, and
ordered two.

That then, was our bedroom fixed up.

I could see the salesman's eyes looking like Christmas had come early. His
commission would be very good.

"I want this delivered tonight with no argument," said Rob. "There will be
a substantial tip for the guys who do it, as well as their overtime of
course. If they don't mind a little furniture shifting, I will give them
extra. Will $60 an hour do it?" I could tell Rob was giving an order, not
asking a question. I sensed he was used to being obeyed.

"My, er, flatmate and I will do it ourselves. Incidentally, I'm Ken." He
held out his hand.

Rob and I both shook it and introduced ourselves.

"Ken, eh?" queried Rob, "As in the doll." Rob leered.

Ken simpered. "No Barbie, though."

"OK then, I'll see you around seven." Rob gave another order.

"Yes sir," said Ken.

Rob completed the formalities of purchase and we headed back home. I sat on
the middle seat close to Rob and he put his hand on my thigh. I did the
same to him. We drove in silence for most of the way.

"Mr Balluch?"

"Yes Mr Anderson."

He smiled.

"You are very attractive and the total image of the guy I love when he was
your age. I hope we can get together some time soon."

"I hope so too, Rob. But only if Robbie and Dean let me."

I touched his bulge. It was nice to feel and it stirred a little. I was
feeling brave so I said:

"Where does John fit in?"

"He's one of the strappers on my stud and I like him a lot. He's from up
bush. He is sexy and really loves to play. I think he's got a bit of a
crush on you guys too."

I continued. "When I was feeling him this morning, I thought he was cut."

Rob replied, "He is. He's a traditional aboriginal, and they circumcise
their boys. He has a nice firm cock, doesn't he?"

"Yeah he does."

"You know, I don't own him," said Rob.

I understood what he was meaning to tell me. However, before I could
comment we were in the drive and parking. We clambered out. By this time it
was pitch dark and very cold. It was starting to drizzle.

"C'mon, let's get inside." Rob opened the front door and my jacket was
hardly removed before Superman lunged into my arms with an un-Superman like
squeal.

"A-J, you're back." Dean had announced my arrival. He clung to me.

I glanced at the wall clock and noted we had been gone for exactly 1 hour
and fifteen minutes.

"Er yeah, Tiger, I am. Didya miss me?" I smiled. He just held me tighter.

"Let's eat." This was Rob. This forestalled any questions about where Rob
and I had been.

We put on the nosebag, and got stuck into some thick stew and damper John
had made. It was delicious. This was the first meal we had had together
around a table. Dean had to use both hands to eat (as we all did) so to
keep contact he draped his leg over mine under the table.

There was a knock at the door. I glanced at the clock. It was seven
exactly. Ken and his buddy were there. The top half of their bodies was
rugged up for winter. The lower half appeared to be shorts, with workman's
boots. They jettisoned their heavy jackets.

"Where do we start?" asked Ken.

"Righty-o. You start by getting all the furniture out of one room and
installing the new," Rob directed. He took the guys upstairs. In fact they
did have shorts on. They looked great in sleeveless shirts and very short
shorts. Sizes were not left to the imagination.

Soon we heard grunts and groans and the sounds of shifting furniture.

"Those guys are cute," said Robbie.

Dean and I looked at him. John merely smiled and nodded.

"Slut," I muttered to Robbie. We giggled.

Rob went upstairs to check on what was happening with the furniture
blokes. Robbie, Dean, John and I went into the rumpus room to look at a bit
of TV. Robbie now only had the smallest of limps. Somehow the four of us
settled onto the sofa and snuggled up. Dean, as usual, was glued to me and
Robbie was on my other side. I really enjoyed being in the middle. John was
on Robbie's other side. John's hand had wandered onto Robbie's leg.

"Will you two gimme a couple of minutes?" asked Robbie. He winked at me. I
smiled back.

"No probs. C'mon Tiger, I want a word."

Dean and I trundled off into Rob's office. I plonked myself into a
comfortable armchair and Dean made as if to sit next to me. I asked him to
just stand in front of me. I leaned forward and whispered.

"Can I undress you?"

He smiled and moved close to me and just stood there. I just looked at his
thin little body clothed in a t-shirt and shorts. I wondered if he had his
jocks on. I ran my hands up his torso from his waist. I felt under his
shirt and when I reached his shoulders he lifted his arms and I slipped his
T off. I felt his body and rubbed his nips with my thumbs. I kissed him on
the chest. I heard a little sound. I was totally taken with his body. My
hands slipped down to his waist and I felt the top of his shorts. I ran my
thumbs around the waistband and slowly and carefully pulled them down. He
had Spiderman under his shorts. I was delighted for some perverse
reason. He stepped out of his shorts and he was standing in front of me in
just his undies. I rubbed his bulge and of course it was hard.

Softly I said, "I just want to play with you a bit. Can I?"

"Yeah," he said.

I kissed him and pulled him onto my lap. I cuddled him and managed to get
rid of the underwear. As I pulled them over his little arse, my finger
caressed his cleft. He snuggled closer. I manoeuvred him onto his back
across my lap and his little spear was standing straight up. I started to
feel him. I examined it carefully, learning every contour of it. I examined
the head, the shaft and everything about it. I ran my fingers over his
little sack and massaged his balls. He sighed with contentment. I licked
and kissed every place I touched. I carefully squeezed his head in
different places to make his piss-slit change shape. I ran my fingers past
his balls and went under him. I turned him over. He was putty. I caressed
his arse cheeks and then spread them. I looked at his little hole and
wondered how I had entered him. I ran my finger over this tiny treasure he
had so willingly given me. It seemed a little red. He shuddered.

"Does it hurt, Tiger?"

"Nooooo, keep doing it."

I played a little more, then my finger entered him. His whole body
stiffened.

"Make love to me, please, A-J. Put it in me."

"Later, Tiger, later. But try this."

I bent over him, twisted a little and pulled his hips towards me. I had a
facefull of little boy arse. I ran my tongue over his treasure and he
squealed. I tongued him a bit like I had seen in a porn clip and he started
crying out. Dean was not quiet when enjoying himself.

I heard a tap on the door.

"Er, you guys alright." It was Robbie.

"Sure Robbie, come in."

Dean had curled himself into a naked little ball on my lap. His face was in
its favourite place against my neck and under my ear. Robbie grinned. I
grinned back. However not for the reason that Robbie thought.

It was obvious that when Dean and I left, there had been a bit of action
with John. Robbie had cum on the side of his face. He told Dean and me
later that John had fancied the three of us as well as Rob Snr. Robbie told
him there would be no problem, but he wanted to check the equipment
first. John complied and Robbie had examined it quite closely. However,
John was obviously feeling his oats, and unexpectedly gave up a load. Some
of it on Robbie's face. Robbie had thought he had wiped it all off.

"C'm `ere, sexy," I said.

"Robbie came over and I craned up for a kiss. My hand was back in Dean's
crotch, and I was idly diddling on his equipment. Robbie leaned in for a
kiss and I ducked to the side and licked his cheek. He was startled.

"Tasty," I said.

At the same time he asked, "Where's my kiss?" "What's tasty?"

"John's spunk. Doesn't taste like yours, so must be John's."

Robbie giggled and pecked me on the lips. Our hands met in Dean's
crotch. Dean snuggled closer and went "Hmmmmmmmm".

"Let's get back to John," said Robbie.

"Carry me, A-J, please." This was Dean.

Banging noises were still going on upstairs, so I didn't really see the
harm.

Robbie grinned at me and said, "I think he's Hobbes to your Calvin."

"24-7," I replied. This seemed to please Dean, as he snuggled yet closer
again.

As we wandered into the rumpus room, I whispered to Dean.

"Hey mate, don't you think we should get a look at John's equipment too?
After all, Robbie has."

My Tiger giggled again. He was still naked. I loved him naked. I loved
Robbie naked. Fuck it, I loved everyone naked!

I plonked down next to John on the sofa. My little one was still glued to
me. He rearranged himself onto my lap. I fiddled with his dick a bit. John
ogled us. Robbie smiled at us from the open doorway. He looked at John.

"I think they want to see a bit of what I just saw," he remarked.

John's trackies were down in a second. He was half boned. I was completely
boned. Dean wiggled a bit, put his hands down my strides and pulled out my
dick, which he nestled into his crack.

John looked at us both and asked if he could have a feel. I nodded, and his
hand slipped under Dean's arse and he felt me up. His other hand went to
Dean's crotch and as my hand was already there he pushed it aside and felt
up and down Dean. Dean had hardly moved and he kissed me again under the
ear.


As John had leaned forward, I lost sight of his equipment. I shoved my hand
down to get a decent feel. I felt his head and the shaft, and I felt a
small amount of moisture. I guessed it was pre-cum. His pubes were a bit
moist and I thought of the cum he had just exploded on Robbie.

"Nice," I said. "We will need to explore a little more later, I think."

John lifted himself off the sofa. I noted his dick shaft was the same
colour as his skin, but the head was much darker. His balls were very
dark. I liked the look. I reached out and grabbed him and Dean followed by
caressing his balls. John bent over to pull up his trackies, and I heard
Robbie, who was standing in just the right position, sigh.

"Guys, just look at this," he said.

He was behind John in a flash, grabbed his hips and turned him around. His
dark pucker seemed to be waiting for some action. Dean reached out and ran
his finger across it. Robbie and I did the same. John just moaned.

I decided to be sensible.

"Get your gear on John. You too Dean. The noises upstairs have stopped."

Dean scampered off to the office and reappeared a moment later. He only had
shorts and a Tee as Spiderman was in his hand. He shoved them in my pocket,
and jumped into my arms again. I kissed him on the nose and put him
down. He looked disappointed.

"You are awful heavy to carry all the time, you know," I said.

He pouted and felt my crotch. I was still semi-boned.

"Hey," called Robbie, "If you keep playing with that there won't be any
left for me!"

Dean smiled. "There's lots of it, and A-J's really strong."

The three of us laughed at that and we hugged in for a moment.

"Hey John," beckoned Dean, "You hug too."

John joined us and we all hugged in.

A voice from the door boomed, "Big group hug!"

We were startled and broke apart. It was Rob. Ken and his friend were
behind him and boggled at us. Any hardons we had were startled out of
existence, but there was sufficient plumpness left to see we had been
there.

"Go on, you three, get off to bed, I'll see these guys off and John and I
will see you in the morning. Now bugger off." Rob smiled at us.

"We're very fond of each other in this household," I heard Rob say to Ken.

"I think that's fantastic," I heard Ken say. "Wish my family had been like
that."

I heard Ken's buddy say something, but didn't catch the words.

We crowded into our new bedroom. The bed was set up and looked fantastic
with the superheroes quilt cover and pillows.

I don't know how they did it so fast, but the other room – formerly
Dean's – had been set up as a lounge-play-TV room. It was great. However
we were beat, and went to bed.

As usual, I was in the middle. Robbie was cuddled up to me on my right and
Dean was cuddled up to me on my left. Dean was almost inside my skin as was
his wont, and Robbie wasn't far behind. I had limited hand movement, but my
lovers didn't. They were gently rubbing all over me and I was hot to trot.

I whispered to Dean that I was going to make love to Robbie if Robbie
wanted me to. "Cool," was his response and he disengaged a little. My hand
rubbed down Robbie's back and I fingered his arse.

His response was immediate and passionate. He grabbed me and kissed me. My
cock was up and ready to go. His was too. He spread his legs and told me
just to go for it.

"Get Dean to lube us and put you in me."

I got up on my knees and Dean liberally applied lube to my seriously needy
member. He likewise applied it to Robbie's chute. He then firmly grabbed my
cock, and pulled me towards his brother, aimed me and pushed on my arse so
I went forward. I was in Robbie.

"Come here, Tiger, I want to cuddle you too."

Robbie's and my arm snaked around Dean as we began to make love. Having him
to cuddle and kiss enhanced the lovemaking beyond what we already had
had. Though Robbie and I were joined, the feel of our three tongues as we
kissed each other made it seem as if we all were joined. It was superb.

After some really deep stroking inside Robbie, I could feel my cum boiling
up. Robbie and Dean seemed to sense it as well, and I heard Dean's usual
noises as he too approached his orgasm. Robbie's arse was doing very
interesting things to my cock. He seemed to be able to ripple his muscles
along its length. We came.

There was spooge everywhere. It must all have been Robbie's, because I blew
in him. Dean was cleaning it up. He really was a little cum junkie. I
pulled out of Robbie with a sort of squishy sound. Dean was on my prong as
soon as it was out. He licked around and made little humming noises. He was
one happy puppy. I was asleep in seconds.

Sometime in the early morning, I felt Robbie's dick heading towards my
arse. I was facing away from him and directly into Dean's face. I reached
around and grabbed Robbie's prong and pulled it towards its goal. He was
lubed and he pushed. It went in easily. He started shagging me and the
movement must have woken Dean. He kissed me and turned over and pushed his
arse against my ready prong. Robbie held off for a moment while I lubed up,
and I was nuzzling Dean's neck as I guided myself towards his hole. I was
fiddling with Dean's little cock and I felt Robbie's hand reach over me and
join me there. At that moment, Dean said "yeah', and Robbie pushed forward
and Dean pushed back. Robbie was right up me and I was right inside Dean.

The three-way worked perfectly. If there was a chain reaction, I didn't
notice it. All I noticed was the amazing explosion of three all but
simultaneous orgasms. Christ! What a way to start the day.

After smooching with each other a bit, we decided to get up. We had a bit
of a rough and tumble to get to the shower. Dean and Robbie got there
first. They beckoned me in. They washed me from head to foot. At one point
I started to pee and this started them. We splashed pee around a bit and
then washed up again. Robbie shaved me, though I didn't really need it, and
I shaved him.

Dean said, "You guys are soooo cool doing that for me." We both smiled at
him and both felt him up simultaneously. He cooed.

"Guys" wheedled Dean, "I guess I forgot something."

"Yeah, and what's that?" demanded Robbie in a big brother-like voice

"Kim's coming over."

Robbie's face brightened a bit. "Really," he asked.

"Yeah and I forgot."

"Who's Kim?" I had to ask.

Robbie broke in quite enthusiastically.

"Kim's a little Chinese mate of Dean. He's your age, isn't he Deanie, and
he's as gorgeous as fuck. His arse is perfect and he's got a face to die
for."

"You are such a slut, Robbie Anderson." I grinned at him and felt his
equipment.

"You bet."

Dean chimed in again, "But ahhh, guys, he's staying the night."

"Why didn't you tell us all this before, smegma breath," demanded Robbie of
his little brother.

"I was so excited with A-J being here, I forgot. We fixed this up years
ago. Well, dad saw Mr Tan last week and fixed it up.

"Well what are we going to do?" asked Robbie.

"Just carry on as usual," I said. "Might need to carry on as usual with
clothes on though!"

"Where will he sleep?"

"With us of course, Dean, unless you and he want a bit of privacy." I
thought I had a good idea there.

"But what will we do if he sees you guys making love to me?"

"Maybe you can go one night without making love, "I suggested.

"I can't do that!" exclaimed Dean.

Robbie and I burst out laughing.

"You just might have to, Tiger, you might just have to."  I tousled his
hair.

Robbie said, "Look, I'll go and make some brekky, and you guys have a quick
one just to tide Dean over. Look Dean, you might even get into Kim's
pants. I know you want to. A-J and I will help, if we can."

Dean gave Robbie and me a beatific smile and Robbie trundled off. I picked
Dean up and threw him on the bed and started my favourite game of playing
with his spike. I started kissing him and he just opened his legs and told
me to shove my dick in. I did. In a few moments Dean was doing his rocket
thing and his movements were giving my cock a great workout. I finally came
as Dean's little cock gave out great spasms of nothing. The feeling was
there though. Dean was panting. He pulled me to him and we kissed again and
again.

"I love you, A-J."

"I love you too, Dean."

"Breakfast!" A roar from the deep.

We pulled on some shorts and wandered down to the kitchen. After eating
breakfast, we cleaned up and messed around a bit. I thought I should ring
my mother and did. She answered her mobile and told me she was at work. She
asked me my plans and I told her I wanted to stay over at the Anderson's,
forever, if possible, I added in my mind but not out loud. She said that Mr
Anderson had already spoken to her about it and had agreed. I would
probably be there most of the holidays because I was such a big help with
the boys, Robbie being injured and Dean being small.

I asked her if she played Bridge with Mrs Anderson. She hesitated and asked
me why I thought that. I told her she played Bridge on the same nights as
Mrs Anderson, and often stayed overnight and it just seemed logical. She
agreed she did play cards with Mrs Anderson. I made like it didn't matter a
fig and quickly moved on to clean clothes and so on. We organised
everything and she told me she'd see me when she saw me and that was
that. Fuck I hate her!

Kim duly arrived. I answered the door and he was there with his
father. They both had surprised looks on their faces when I answered the
door. Mr Tan I knew quite well. He was the coach of the seniors and A Grade
hockey teams. For some reason or other I hadn't made the connection between
him and Kim.  Dean arrived at the front door and dragged Kim in. Coach Tan
gave a shrug, smiled and gave me a backpack, with I guessed, Kim's clothes
in it. It felt quite light, but then he was only staying for a day or two.

"Ok, A-J, I s'pose I'll see you in a few days. Make sure that little one
behaves. I have told him he has to do whatever you guys ask. And I mean
whatever." He gave a chuckle. "I have heard great reports about you fellahs
from Rob. He tells me you look after each other real well. I surely think
Kim will have a great time. See ya!"

He left quite quickly. And I just stood at the front door staring after
him. He gave me a wink and a wave and took off. I was wondering if he had
just told me what I thought he had just told me.

I beetled upstairs with the backpack and heard Dean and Kim in our
room. Dean was explaining the big bed and how we all slept together. Dean
told Kim he could sleep by himself if he wanted to, but he was very, very
welcome in the community bed.

Kim responded shyly. "Do you want me to sleep with you?"

"Sure," enthused Dean. "Errrr, but I don't sleep with clothes on, is that
OK?"

"Yeah... that's really cool. Can I sleep without clothes too?

"Sure can... In fact we can take our clothes off now if you want. We all
prefer not wearing clothes."

"Really? What if someone comes in?"

"We all go naked. No-one cares and in fact we like looking at each
other. And playing with each other," Dean added rather slyly.

I smiled to myself. Dean was starting to make his moves.

I carefully deposited the backpack and went downstairs to report to Robbie.

"I think we should give them ten minutes and then go up and see what they
are up to," he suggested. I agreed.

We waited our allotted ten minutes and crept upstairs. We listened outside
the half-closed door and heard some giggles.

I heard Dean say, "I love the little hat." Kim giggled.

"How come you don't have a hat as well?"

"I guess it was cut off when I was a baby," said Dean.

"Ok," was Kim's reply. "I wish I was like that. Dad taught me how to pull
it back to wash underneath because it can get smelly... or so he told me."

"Can I pull it back?" Dean asked.

"Sure you can," said the little Kim. "But be careful, if you pull it too
hard it hurts."

"Yeah, that's right," continued Kim, "Nice and slow."

"Wow," we heard Dean, "That's neat. It looks just like mine now. It's not
at all smelly."

At that point Robbie and I knew Dean must have been about nose level with
Kim's crotch. We just calmly walked into the room together.

Dean looked up and Kim squeaked and tried to cover himself. Both boys were
naked.

"Hey guys, come and look at Kim's dick."

Kim was wriggling uncomfortably.

"Hey Kim!" this was Robbie who hadn't seen the little fellow yet. "Looking
good."

We were at the bed in two steps and were looking down on the boys.

Kim's little dick had shrunk and the skin covered the head. It looked like
a little plump anteater, I thought.

"Isn't his dick neat," enthused Dean.

Robbie reached out and took it in his fingers.

"Sure is. I'd like to taste that sometime." Kim was squirming with
embarrassment. Robbie looked at me and added, "Maybe we should be joining
these two in bed."

"Great," shouted Dean. He rolled on top of Kim but left room for Robbie's
hand to continue playing with Kim's little member. Kim still hadn't
boned. I thought that he might have been in shock. I sensed rather than saw
Dean's tongue in Kim's mouth. He didn't seem to mind, though he still had
that look a rabbit gets when caught in the headlights.

Dean's arse was facing towards me and I couldn't resist a feel and a
finger. He looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back and we knew we would
be making love soon, with or without Robbie and Kim. Robbie told me I
should have a feel of Kim. I did. He was still flaccid and I felt his
foreskin. It was soft and fun to play with. I felt Dean's hard cock as
well, and Robbie smiled knowingly. I smiled back. Dean rolled off Kim and
stood stark naked beside me. Robbie was still feeling the little chap. Kim
was like a patient in a hospital bed, surrounded by staff. Robbie leaned
over to give the little prong a suck. It was starting to fill. I took the
opportunity to pull down Robbie's shorts. He gave me a little backwards
wave to thank me. Dean leaned over to kiss Kim. I felt up Dean around the
hips, fiddled with his cock and ran my finger down his crack. He did not
object at all. He just surfaced for a moment to order me to take my gear
off as well. I complied.

At this moment Kim spoke. "Daddy told me I have to do everything you tell
me to do. I didn't know it would be this much fun."

We all chuckled and climbed onto the bed with the little Kim. Somehow we
had tacitly decided that we were going to really pleasure Kim. Robbie was
still sucking on his prong and Dean was still playing tongue hockey with
him. I tickled Robbie's arse with my dick and he moved a bit. I decided I
would check out Kim's pucker. I noticed that the bit of his balls I could
see hanging out from Robbie's mouth were much darker than the rest of his
skin. They were a bit like mine, really, in that way. His rose also was of
a darker hue. I tickled it.

"Ooooooo," moaned a little muffled voice.

I guessed Dean hadn't broken the kiss yet.

I could feel myself leaking and I contemplated Kim's arse. I then thought
better of it and decided it was Dean's to take, if Kim wanted. I joined
Robbie in battling for Kim's little spear. By now it was a ramrod. I
thought that might be a great name for a horse, or a men's club, or
something.

Suddenly Kim's body went rigid. A spot of experience now told me what was
happening. I caressed Kim's thighs, tickled his balls and moved my finger
over his pucker.

"Ooooooo," came a wee moan. It seemed Kim was a bit short of vocab today.

I watched Robbie slowly lift off Kim's dick. Robbie was continually
sucking, and teased the foreskin in his lips. I looked at Dean's arse as he
still tried to strangle Kim with his tongue.

Robbie, who had now completely disengaged himself from Kim's prong noticed
where I was looking. He nudged me.

"Beautiful, innit?" he remarked.

I nodded.

"And," he continued, "It's all yours."

"Nah," I corrected, "Ours."

Robbie put his arm around me and pulled me to him. I rolled on top of him,
and kissed him.

"I love you and Dean so much," Robbie continued, whispering in my ear, "But
I swear, Deanie is your boy. Always will be, you know."

"He loves you, Robbie, and don't forget it," I hissed back.

"Of course he does... but he is totally and completely yours. Watch tonight
and see where he sleeps. He'll shag Kim in a minute, but he'll sleep with
you."

I felt cross and pleased at the same time. I didn't have much time to think
about it, because Robbie had me on my back and his dick was playing at my
backdoor. I spread my legs and he was in. I sensed the two young fry stop
their shenanigans and watch.

"Dean, will you do that to me, please."

"Yeah, but only because A-J said I could. I really like you Kim, but A-J is
my boyfriend and I really love him. And Robbie."

I felt really warm when I heard that. I looked at Robbie as he was
undulating his hips in his very, very special way,

He smiled and winked. I smiled back.

He leaned forward without missing a stroke and whispered in my ear.

"See, I told you. I'm just an afterthought. I don't mind that," he hastened
to add, "because I know we love each other too... but Dean... ahhh."

Robbie slowed down a little. We turned and watched the little ones. Dean
saw me watching and I smiled.

"Go for it Tiger."

I felt Robbie's whole body stiffen and felt the spurts of his cum into
me. I was on the edge but didn't quite get there. I felt Robbie's body
relax and knew he would soon be asleep. He was very compliant when in this
state and I kissed him. I thought to take him myself. I knew he was
willing. He was always willing, but through our after-sex cuddling I could
feel him drifting off. I felt his soft cock with its juices still oozing a
little. He smiled a little through his doze and I left it there. He fell
asleep.

Kim and Dean were still at it and I longingly looked at Dean's arse. His
firm little cheeks would open and close as he pumped away at Kim. It was an
inviting sight, but I thought I would let the little ones enjoy without a
third wheel.

I crawled out of bed. Dean became aware of my movement and looked at me
quizzically. I indicated to him to keep going but he pulled out of Kim. I
leaned in to kiss him and whispered for him to keep going. I took his small
tool and redirected it at Kim's hole and pushed him gently forward.

"You're all mine later," I whispered.

He smiled and plunged back into Kim, but not before tickling my balls in a
way he knew I loved. I was very happy, well fucked but still very horny. I
wandered off downstairs. I was thinking of something to drink.

I heard a bit of conversation in the kitchen and wondered who it might
be. I pulled a bathrobe about myself and went into the kitchen. John was
there with a micro carbon copy of himself.

"Hi A-J," he said. "This is my little brother Joseph. Jo, this is A-J."

The little chap put out his hand and I solemnly shook it. He had a big
toothy grin and must have been all of nine or ten.

"Jo's staying with me for a few days."

"It's very nice to meet you Jo," I said rather inanely. "Is it good to be
with your brother?"

"Yeah," he replied rather shyly. "John's real good. He looks after me
nice."

I thought the grammar was a bit off, but he sure was a cute kid.

"We heard you guys upstairs and thought we had better not interrupt,"
remarked John. "It sounded like a good session." He laughed. Jo smiled.

I wasn't quite sure what to say to that in front of his little brother. I
just smiled and looked at the little tacker.

"Jo needs to learn a thing or two," said John, "Maybe Dean would be able to
help out. Maybe you and Robbie as well."

His message was very plain. He wanted his brother in with the fun and
games.

John continued. "What are the others doing?"

I told him that Dean and Kim were still playing and Robbie was asleep. He
noticed some movement under my robe.

"I see you still might be up for some."

"Yeah, but..." I nodded towards Jo.

John smiled and moved towards me. He grabbed my piece through the folds of
my robe, leaned close to me and asked me what I wanted to do with this
thing.

I replied without thinking that I wanted to stick it in his arse. The soft
way he handled me made me almost forget the little one.

"Jo," I hissed at him. "What about Jo?"

"He can come too. He needs to learn how to do it."

I was horny enough not to worry about that too much, if at all.

"Rob's room," was all John said.

We almost ran upstairs. Jo trailed on behind. John's hand was gentle on my
equipment and I thought I might come just while we were getting there. In
the bedroom, John flung himself on the bed and invited me to do what I
wanted. I did. I managed to get his shirt and his trousers off. His jocks
were tented and I ripped them off none too carefully. His cock slapped back
on his stomach and he muttered an "ouch". All I wanted was in.

He reached over to the dresser and pulled out some lube. He quickly
smothered my cock in it and got a bit on his arse before I was into him
sideways. I really was pumping. At one point I noticed Jo looking at us
with his eyes popped wide open. I was amused. I told him to get his gear
off and climb up on the bed. He climbed up in his underdaks and I lost
sense of him. I was now into really pleasuring myself with John and very
little else mattered. My load came in a multitude of spurts. I heaved in
with each shot and I felt John lurch beside me. He was coming and being
very vocal about it. I felt his chest heave and it made me spew more. It
was a great cum. I still felt a bit horny when I pulled out of him and
rolled off. I rolled right onto little Jo. It shocked me for a second and I
scooted off him.

"Sorry mate."

"That's OK, A-J. What did you guys just do?"

"We just had the best fun you can have," I replied honestly.

"Can I have fun too?" he asked innocently.

"Sure you can," said John, "And A-J's just the man to show you how."

I looked at John with a degree of surprise.

"Are you for real?" I asked.

"Sure, why not. Think of him as a little present." John laughed. "He's all
yours."

"Errr, don't you think Jo might have something to say about this?"

"Nope. He does what I tell him to, and I am telling him to let you teach
him about the best fun a bloke can have."

I looked at Jo. He was wide-eyed and silent. I leaned over and kissed him
on the nose and he giggled.

"Is this what you really want?"

"I guess so," he replied.

"It'll hurt at first."

"I don't care."

"You might..."

"No I won't." He tried to give a tough look.

I looked down his body. He was still in his jocks. He was thin and wiry. I
asked and he told me he was 9. I rubbed his chest and tummy. He smiled. I
made the decision and hooked my fingers in his undies and pulled them
off. He had long legs, like his brother.  He lifted his arse to help
me. His little cut package was a cute morsel. His prick was little boy
short but surprisingly plump, as was his sack.

I could feel my sap rising.

"Cute, innit?" said John.

"Sure is," I replied.

I pushed it to and fro with my finger. It started to fill out. I looked at
Jo and he smiled at me, showing big white teeth. I leaned over him and
kissed him. He responded placidly. I forced my tongue in and started a game
of tongue hockey. He didn't know what was happening, but soon caught
on. His arms snaked around my neck and he pulled me closer. Mini-me decided
it was time for full-on play. My sap had risen. John noticed and gave my
prong a gentle tug.

"Time, gentlemen, please," he said.

I broke Jo's hold and pulled back a little. My cock-head tickled Jo's
balls. It sent a shiver right through to my arsehole and Jo giggled. His
little cock was now standing straight up. It was not much longer if at all,
but was fatter. I looked at him and thought his cocklet was about half the
length of Dean, but chunkier.

I felt John's hand slip around my cock. He had lubed me. He pulled Jo's
legs back and guided me towards Jo's virginity.

"Go the whole way in one stroke," he said to me.

He scooted up so he had one leg either side of Jo's face and was facing me.

"Lick my nuts, Jo," said the big brother.

Jo complied and then as he was doing so, John hissed, "Now!"

I plunged forward and entered Jo. He was a tough kid, that's for sure. I
faltered a moment after entry and John told me to keep going. There was not
a sound from Jo. He just seemed to lick harder.

"Fuck him," ordered John.

Jo was warm and tight. I started the sine wave of sex. After a moment or
two, Jo started to move his hips upwards to my downward strokes. I leaned
forward to kiss him and passed John's cock on the way. Of course I gave it
a kiss and a quick suck. I started to play tongue hockey with Jo and he
responded. He started to flex his arse muscles around my meat. The kid was
a natural. He never lost his stiff. I played with it a little and he seemed
to wiggle a bit more. I could feel my juices rising when I felt his stiff
little prong. I reached over and felt John's cock too. To this day, I have
never lost my fascination for dicks.

I felt my body go rigid, and my prong just spurted. Christ, I was horny
today. I stopped my work and just let the orgasm flow through me. Jo was
still pumping his hips and that was enough to keep me going. It was really
good. John leaned forward and pulled my dick a little out of Jo. He just
felt what was happening to my tool. He was extremely hard. I pulled out of
Jo and flopped down. I closed my eyes for a second or two. I was just about
to ask Jo how it felt and I heard a small gasp from him. John was now in
him and pumping away.

I felt up Jo a little and enjoyed his chubby. I was a bit dozy, so all I
did was idly play with it while his brother shagged him.

I became aware of another presence in the room. The bed sank a little and a
small arm curled around my waist. My little lover was back with me.

"Watcha been doin', A-J?"

"I was still horny, so I fucked John and his little brother."

"Cool," Dean replied. He nuzzled my neck.

"Did you enjoy Kim?" I asked.

"Yeah, he was good. He's with Robbie now."

"Want to join them?" I asked.

I sensed some hesitation.

"What?" I asked.

"Can we go to the playroom and be by ourselves for a while?"

"Sure we can mate... let's go."

I let go of Jo, and trotted after Dean. We went into the play/lounge room
and Dean closed the door after us. In a flash he was in my arms kissing
me. I responded and my prick, though it had received a workout, was back
for some more action.

Dean slid down my body and kissed my dick and started licking my balls. I
really quite liked it.

"A-J..."

"Yeah..."

"Why are your balls darker underneath? They're just like Kim's."

"I dunno," I replied. "They've always been that colour."

He returned to his licking. I laid back and enjoyed.

Of course his licking had me really ready to go in a matter of minutes. I
pulled him up to me and gently bit him on the nose. Dean giggled.

"Are you going to root me?"

"Nah," I said. He looked disappointed. "I'm gonna make love to you. Long
and slow. Lock the door. This is just you and me."

In a flash Dean had the door locked and was on top of me again. We kissed
deep and hard. His erect little prong was rubbing against mine as we made
out. I lifted him off me and stood him next to the couch. I feasted my eyes
on his beautiful body. I pulled him towards me by his hips. I kissed the
end of his cock and licked it. There was a slightly salty taste.

"Deanie," I whispered. "I think you might be close to your first cum."

I kissed his cock and his balls again. I licked the top. Yeah, there was a
slight salty taste.

"A-J, I really want you to have my first. I'll do anything for you. I love
you so much."

I could feel the passion in him rising. He was almost at fever pitch. I
wasn't far behind. However, I thought we had better be careful now because
he was very close to his first orgasm, a special time as a sexual being. As
my hands gently rubbed over his arse, he opened his legs further. I felt
his special place. He was already greased up.

He was leaning against me and I was very horny. He was the horniest I had
ever seen him.

"Take me now, A-J." I need you. I love you. Make me come.

I rolled him onto his back and in the same movement I rolled on top of
him. My shaft found his hole as if by magic and I entered him. It was all
one movement. His arms snaked around my neck and we kissed. My hips started
the magic rhythm automatically. It was slow and sensual. Dean started to
cry and make little mewling sounds. He was locked in passion.

His body undulated to meet mine. Our minds met in such a way as to meld. We
became totally one. A unified being, totally in each other's
sensations. Totally and completely joined by love. Somehow, I knew this
time was special for us. So did Dean. We thought the same thoughts and felt
the same sensations. It was magic. It was beyond our understanding. It was
ours, and ours alone.

He knew when I was about to come, and worked his arse in such a way as to
suck the juice out of me. I came in great gushes. I thrust into him hard,
because I knew he wanted that. I somehow also felt a new sensation that I
knew wasn't mine but Dean's. I pulled back from him, but remained
joined. It was wonderful to watch his little cock spasm and the first few
drops of clear, boy spunk spurted out. I put my hands either side of his
beautiful dick and spread his legs a little more. I so wanted this kid to
be with me forever.

"Dean, look," I whispered. He opened his eyes and there were tears in them.

I scooped a little of the fluid up on my finger. I held it to his mouth,
but he pulled me towards him.

"Together," he whispered back.

We kissed and then our tongues together licked my finger. We had tasted
Dean's first cum simultaneously. It was as if we became totally bound
together as one unit from that moment. His perpetually hard little rod had
lost some of its normal stiffness, and this turned me on for some reason. I
felt it, and milked a little more juice from it.

Through all this I had not withdrawn from Dean, and my hips started to pump
again. On the first movement Dean responded. Twice more we made love. And
we rested in each other's arms.

We dozed. Once I thought I heard someone trying the door, but if they had,
they hadn't persisted.

After a while I woke up properly. I looked at Dean sleeping on his
tummy. His back was boy smooth and his arse was perfection. I softly ran my
hand over his cheeks and he moved and moaned quietly, but didn't wake. I
parted his cheeks slightly and looked at his hole. I thought it the most
precious thing he could give me. I saw some of my cum around his entrance
and bent over and licked it. My tongue liked the feel of the roughness of
his little pucker. I went back for a second try. Dean moaned and
wriggled. He turned over and his little spike was at full mast. I kissed
it. I tasted a tiny drop of salty fluid. I kissed it again. I felt him
tremble and pulled him into my arms.

"A-J?"

"Yeah mate."

"Do you want me to do things for you?" Dean whispered.

"You do do things for me, Tiger. Fantastic things."

"Yeah, but do you want me to do other things."

"Like what?" I wondered where this was leading.

"Like dress up in girls' clothes... or smack me... or rape me..."

I was seriously shocked. He could see it on my face.

"I do not want you to do those things. I don't like girls and I never want
to hurt you."

"A-J?"

"Yeah Tige."

"I love you. I'll do anything you want me to do."

I pulled him closer.

"You're my little lover. Do you want to dress up... do you want me to rape
or smack you?"

"Nah, not really. It's just... ahhh I dunno... I thought you might like
it... and I would do it for you..."

"I really love you Tiger... and I love you just the way you are. Don't
change, mate... grow up, yeah... but don't change inside."

I kissed him and played with his cock a little. I was very content.

We had been together now for a couple of hours. I thought it was time to
make a move.

"C'mon mate, let's see what the others are up to."

I stuck my head into our bedroom and John and Robbie were sitting on the
floor with Kim on John's lap and Jo on Robbie's. They all had shorts
on. The little ones were playing play station and the big ones were playing
willies. I could imagine that both the little guys had had a workout from
the two older boys.

I really needed a piss. Dean followed me into the toilet. We both pissed a
goodly stream. We crossed swords, but he ran out of ammo.

"I win," I said, and ruffled his hair. "What's my prize?"

"Me," he shot back. I ruffled his hair again and we both laughed.

 We walked into the bedroom together and the others barely glanced at us.

Dean and I pulled on some shorts and sat on the bed watching the others
play. Kim demolished Jo and the game ended. Robbie and John both pulled
their hands out from the lads' shorts and got up to stretch. Their boners
were obvious, as were the little ones' who did likewise.

"Let's eat." This was Robbie.

Indeed, I was hungry. Robbie was a dab hand in the kitchen and made us all
sandwiches. We washed them down with ginger beer and cleaned up the mess.

"That was great Robbie, thanks." This was little Kim.

"What'll we do now?" Robbie asked.

"How `bout a walk down to the stables?" John suggested.

After the warmth of the house, it was bitterly cold outside. We looked at
the horses for a bit and Robbie showed us how to feed them apples. Pampas
Prince was my hero, and I told them so. After all, if he hadn't thrown
Robbie two days before, our relationship would never have happened.

This was the first time I had been for a walk with my boyfriends. I was in
the middle and Robbie and Dean had a hand each. Kim was holding Dean's
hand. Jo had hitched a ride on John's shoulders. I found the cold getting
to me, and suggested we return. The others agreed.

When we did get back into the toasty warmth of the house, we went back
upstairs and changed into decent clothes. It was well and truly dark by
now, and Rob had returned home from work. There was still no sign of Mrs
Anderson, and Rob told us she was working back and was then going to
bridge.

Robbie and Dean heaved a sigh of relief. Rob smiled. He had produced
pizzas.

"Enjoy your day guys?" he asked.

"Oh yes," enthused Kim.

We all laughed. Kim seemed to get embarrassed.

Rob picked the little fellow up and held him above his head. Rob nuzzled
his nose into Kim's crotch and asked him what he had been up to, to make
him so enthusiastic.

Kim giggled and went redder.

Rob did the nose thing again and dropped him on the couch. We chowed
down. After we cleaned up, we went upstairs to look at some television. We
were snuggled up to each other. After about half an hour, Rob stuck his
head in and beckoned to John.

As the door closed, I heard Rob ask John if he felt like it. John didn't
come back, so I guessed he did. This left Jo out by himself to a degree, so
I pulled him into us. When I say us, I of course mean Dean and me. Dean was
doing his attempt osmosis thing and I was loving it. I had kissed him on
the head a thousand times since we had started watching TV. When Jo had
made himself comfy, he spread his legs. This kid was getting the hang of
it. Dean's left hand was cuddling my back, and his right hand was draped
over my lap. I took his right hand and pushed it up the leg of Jo's
shorts. Jo giggled and Dean played with his spike. I couldn't access Dean
easily, as I had a boy under each arm. A little earlier I had had a go
feeling up Dean, but he had underdaks on, and I couldn't quite get
there. Jo apparently had no such clothing and with the movement of Dean's
hand in his shorts, I saw Jo's little cock sticking upwards.

It had been a great day. Obviously Kim had bonded with Robbie. I could see
Robbie wasn't at all upset by this. I leaned over a bit and kissed Robbie
lightly.

"Bed?" I whispered.

Robbie nodded. It was about 10, and I could see the little ones getting
tired anyway. It had been a grand day for sex, and it was time to get some
sleep.

"Take Jo and Kim, and I'll be in in a sec," I told Robbie. "I want a very
quick word with Dean."

Robbie nodded and smiled. They left.

Dean was looking at me quizzically. I kissed him and used some tongue. He
liked that. So did I.

I ran my hand up his chest and the other over his covered arse. I loved the
feel of his soft and firm arse. Oh yes!

"Dean, you said you would do anything for me. Does that still hold?"

"Yeah." He smiled.

"Well then, will you try real hard not to wear underdaks when I'm around?"

He did one of his circumnavigation smiles that made me just want to eat
him.

"The other thing is when are we going to tell the others that you had your
first cum?"

"I want it to be just you, Robbie and me."

"OK, mate. That's how it will be. Maybe we'll tell Robbie tomorrow when the
others aren't around."

I gave him a quick kiss and ran my hand up his leg. I got to his bulge.

"You know Tiger, I think it's grown a bit since this morning."

He looked at me disbelievingly.

"I'm not bullshitting you. I think it has. Let's join the others."

We went to the bedroom and Robbie had already organised the action. He gave
us a wave as we entered and carried on. He was doing Kim doggie style. Kim
was between Jo's legs and sucking his dick. It was quite a nice scenario.

Dean and I were in bed in no time. He was naked as was I. I was certain his
dick was a bit longer or fatter. I couldn't decide which. Never mind. A
moment or two later, before we were really revving, the door opened and Rob
sneaked in. He whispered to me if I would come with him. I looked at
Dean. He said Dean could come too. He smiled at Robbie and Robbie waved
back at his dad. Rob reached over and gave his son's arse a nice
caress. Robbie smiled and shoved harder into Kim who squeaked around Jo's
dick. We all giggled.

We went to Rob's room. John appeared to be sound asleep.

Rob started speaking. "A-J, I know I am about a 100 years older than you,
but I would really like to have sex with you... maybe even make love. You
remind me so much of my old lover I had when I was your age. I would really
love to have sex with you. Waddaya think?"

I looked at Dean, and his eyes were sparkling. I could tell he
approved. Rob was a pretty sexy guy, and I had felt him in the car.

"Sure," I said. "Sounds fun. But I want Dean with us."

Rob laughed. "Sure, no show without punch."

Dean leaned into me a bit harder, not sure what his father had just said.

I hugged him tighter around the shoulders. "Your dad just said he realises
you and I are very special, and you have to be with me all the time."

"That's right son. I know how much you love A-J."

I clambered into the bed and Dean was like a remora on a shark.

Rob was gentle. He cuddled us both and kissed us. It was obvious how much
Dean loved his dad. Rob kissed him tenderly and Dean clung to him
passionately. Rob shifted his attentions to me. He felt me up and played
with my balls. His finger slipped down to my hole and he massaged it
gently. I opened my legs. I felt his prong and it was strong and hard. He
was not big, but it had substance. As Rob's and my bodies played together,
Dean was proactive. He had fetched the lube and greased my hole. His dad
lifted himself from my body and Dean reached under and greased his dad's
spear. He guided his father towards me and Rob entered.

Suddenly I was transported somewhere else. Dean was kissing me as his
father thrust into me. I was calling out and I am not sure what. It was
passionate and fantastic. I was so hot for this that I lost all sense of
being anything but a sex machine. I could only feel being in love. Rob's
spurts brought me to my senses. Though I hadn't come I felt myself in a
warm and fuzzy. Dean was next me. Rob was on top of me, but not crushing
me. He kissed me and I kissed him back. Dean kissed me and I hugged him
close to me. It was at that moment I came.

"I love you Tiger."

I had lost the sense of Rob for a moment. I think he understood this.

"Thanks A-J," he said. That was great, but you two are awesome!" he said
looking at both Dean and me. "I shouldn't have asked you for this. You are
obviously Dean's."

Dean and I protested at once.

"We share," said Dean.

"Anytime," I said. "I liked being with you."

I ran my hand over his body and fondled his cock.

"This is made for all of us."

By this time, John was stirring from his deep sleep. I looked at him and
smiled to myself. He was very lovely to look at with his almost concave
tummy and his cut cock. His pubic hair was crinkly, and looked as if it had
some spoof dried in it. I felt him and Rob laughed.

"You are just like my old lover... a proper cock hound."

"I can't help it, I just love cocks, and two in particular... well maybe
three."

"Three?" Rob asked.

"Yup... Deans (and I felt him up – Dean giggled), Robbie's and... mine."

We all laughed. Dean and I made to go back to bed and leave Rob and John.

When we were back in the room, the action had finished. The two little ones
were either side of Robbie. They all were of course stark naked. Robbie's
cock was limp – a most unusual sight. We quietly went over to the bed
and climbed in. I leant over Jo who was on our side and kissed Robbie. Dean
did the same.

"Did you enjoy the old man?" he whispered.

"Yeah," I whispered back, "But Dean was better."

Dean did his osmosis thing again and we settled back to sleep.

I woke at sometime during the night feeling quite hot. Dean was glued to me
of course, but I also felt another body close to me. I was hard again and I
felt behind me. The little chubby I felt was Jo, who was gently playing
with my dick, between Dean and me. I sensed he was also playing with Dean.

I moved a little so he could get better access. My dick tip was now on
Dean's tip. I told him that that was good and that he could do that as much
as he wanted. His hand was around both of us, and I dozed a little in
bliss.



Dean murmured in his sleep and snuggled closer. I didn't want to wake him
as it had been a long day – a passionate day. So I rolled towards Jo and
pushed his head down towards my cock. He knew immediately what to do and
gave me an expert blowie. I played with his cock and balls and just enjoyed
the feel of his tongue. That little fellah knew how to use his tongue! He
copped my load and swallowed it. He didn't stop sucking. I'm lucky in that
I don't go all sensitive after sex and I could feel another bone
happening. Surprisingly, Dean hadn't woken up. We were pretty quiet I
guess, but I was still surprised.

Robbie stirred and so did Kim. I kissed Robbie who moaned a bit and drifted
back off to sleep. It was still just Jo and me.

"OK, little guy," I whispered. "We'd better get some sleep."

He rolled off me and obediently laid down and closed his eyes. I idly
played with his stalk a little and drifted off myself.

The next thing I remember was Robbie shaking me to wake up. As always, Dean
was next to me still out cold.

"Dad says your old lady is on the phone. You'd better come down and talk to
her."

I answered the phone.

"You took your time, didn't you?"

"Good morning, mother," I replied. She knew I was pissed off. The sarcastic
"mother" gave it away.

"Fine. Look I've spoken to Mr and Mrs Anderson and they have agreed to let
you stay over for the rest of the holidays and possibly a little
afterwards. I've got some leave due to me and I want to take it. I'll be
away for a month.

"Where're you going?"

"I've booked a cruise with the bridge girls..."

"What? Mrs Anderson too?"

"Well, not that it's any of your business, but yes, Mrs Anderson too."

"Who's gunna look after us then?"

Rob had been listening to my end of the conversation. He clamped a hand
over his mouth and tried not to shriek with laughter. He was obviously in
on the plot.

"Well Mr Anderson is there and you boys are old enough to do lots of things
around the house. You have the door combo to get anything you need. I've
upped your credit card limit to $1000, and you will survive. I think it is
very kind of Mr Anderson to agree to this. It's a big responsibility to
take on another child."

I almost choked on the word child.

The Battleaxe continued. "We're leaving in an hour. Your card and passport
are on the kitchen table. Come and collect them when you want. Don't be a
nuisance and behave yourself. See you when I get back."

She'd hung up. I looked at the phone and punched the air. "YES... YES, YES,
YES!" I roared. Rob was all smiles.

"You, A-J Balluch are a piece of art... `Who will look after us indeed!'
That was choice. I almost pissed myself laughing. You are good, really
good. Does the plan meet with your approval?"

I raced towards him and jumped up into his arms and just kissed him. I'm
reasonably solid and it's a wonder I didn't tip him over.

Robbie was looking at us strangely.

"Doesn't he know?" I asked.

"Nope," replied Rob. "Tell him."

I looked at him. I fell in love with him yet again. I hugged him and
whispered in his ear.

"Your mum and mine are going on a cruise for a month as of today. I'm to
stay here, and you have to put up with me and I'm to behave."

I felt his body stiffen.

"Bullshit."

"Ask Rob," I responded.

He looked at his dad and knew it was true.

Always fast of mouth he replied, "Nah, it had to be true. The bullshit was
`bout you behaving and me having to put up with you. She meant I have to
put it up you."

His stupid joke seemed hilarious at that moment. We looked at each other
and simultaneously said "Dean". We raced upstairs.

Part way up, I immediately stopped dead. Robbie kept on going. He realised
I'd stopped.  I'd just remembered that Cunt Face had said something that I
had forgotten.

"C'mon lover boy. Let's tell Dean."

"The old lady said something strange. I just can't remember it," I replied.

"Don't worry now. Let's tell Dean," Robbie replied.

I shrugged it off and raced up behind him. I grabbed him and kissed him.

The three little ones were still asleep so we were quiet entering the
room. Robbie shook Dean and kissed him awake. He sat up groggily and
murmured my name.

"No, dickwad, it's me," whispered Robbie without rancour.

"I love you Robbie," he whispered back.

"I know," replied Robbie. "Come with us and be very quiet. Hey Squirt, I
think your dick has had a growth spurt," he added as an after-thought.

Dean smiled and gently got out of bed so as not to disturb the others. Jo
was curled up next to Kim, and Jo's hand was on Kim's dick.

We quietly went into our living room.

Dean was naked and looked beautiful. He was flaccid, but I thought I would
fix that very soon. I felt him. I loved that cut plaything.

"What is it guys?" he asked, still a bit groggy.

Robbie and I played the `you tell him...no you tell him' game. Dean was
seriously awake by this time. He now focussed on me.

"Hello A-J. I love you." He smiled at me and I melted again.

I blurted out the news.

"I'm staying with you for a month. Our mothers are going on a cruise
together and I'm staying for a month."

Dean leapt into my arms. He grabbed Robbie's head on his way up and we went
into a three-way kiss. I had a sudden thought and dropped Dean. He landed
unceremoniously on the couch and immediately groped through my shorts for
my cock.

"Hang on Dean," I said. Words I thought I would never say. "The old lady
told me something. She said she had upped the limit on my credit card and
had left my passport on the kitchen table. Why my passport?"

"Who cares, prolly for ID or something," said Robbie. "Let's make love."

We did. Dean was at my cock in a split second and Robbie and I embraced and
started seriously to make out.

"Wait," I said. "My Tiger has some news for you, Robbie."

Robbie looked up from nuzzling my tit, which I loved and didn't really want
him to stop.

"What is it?" he asked half crossly.

"Dean," I said. He looked up from kissing my nuts. "Tell him."

"I had my first real cum yesterday." He actually blushed a little.

Robbie looked at his little brother and grinned. "So where was I when this
happened?"

Dean looked at him innocently. "Up Kim's arse, I think."

We all boggled at him.  He had a hitherto undiscovered sense of
humour. Robbie pulled his little brother up and kissed him lightly.

"Congratulations, little bro. I need to taste that soon. Like now."

Robbie threw Dean on his back on the couch and went down on his rampant
little dick. I was kissing Dean as Robbie licked and sucked Dean's
equipment. I was feeling Robbie up as he tongued my Tiger's balls. Dean
bucked and writhed as my free hand rubbed over his smooth small
torso. Suddenly Dean bucked and I knew he was coming.

"Oh man," muttered Robbie, "this is choice. Breakfast of champions"

Dean was coming in Robbie's mouth. Dean's bucking stopped and he went
floppy. I looked at Robbie quizzically. He knew what I meant.

"Kiss me quick," he said.

I did. We passed Dean's second cum between each other. We leaned over Dean
and then dribbled what was left into his mouth. I hadn't realised that
Dean's hand had not left my prong until that moment. He rubbed his thumb
over the tip. Robbie was as hard as I had ever felt him as well. I fingered
Robbie's arse and told him to take care of matters. Dean spread his
legs. It was all I could do not to lick his arse. I thought `to hell with
it' and licked his arse anyway. I felt Robbie's cock close to my lips and
licked it as well. However Robbie was on a mission. His prong passed my
lips and entered Dean. Dean bucked against his brother and Robbie was in.

They made love. The caring for each other just seemed to pour out. This was
not fucking, but loving. For once, Dean let go my cock and just
concentrated on Robbie. He and Robbie melded. It was beautiful. I heard a
light tap on the door. I opened it a crack and peeped through.

Rob was there with Jo in his arms. I put my fingers to my lips.

"Kim is still asleep," he whispered. "Can you come with me for a few
moments?"

"Sure," I said. I sneaked out of the room. I was still naked, but didn't
notice at the time. Rob had shorts on, but Jo also was naked. He looked
very cute in Rob's arms. I gave him a peck. He giggled and smiled. I
flicked his willy back and forwards a little and he giggled again. He boned
a bit, but not completely. Rob put his free arm around my shoulders.

"I need a word."

"Sure," I replied.

Then to Jo he said, "Go and wake up Kim... it's getting late and his dad
will be here in a couple of hours."

Jo slithered down. He just fiddled my half hard prong, giggled yet again,
and ran off.

"That kid is a natural," I said to Rob.

"He sure is," he replied. "He came onto me this morning like I have never
seen. Yesterday was his first time too. John mentioned it. I understand you
were the first."

"Yup. He was good about it too. But never like Deanie."

"Your champion Tiger, eh?" Rob smiled at me. "I'm so glad you love Dean so
much. His adoration of you is limitless. Robbie is nuts about you too. But
not like Dean. I like you a fuckin' lot too, Mr Balluch," he added
smilingly.

I gave him a hug. I was so happy to be loved by all these people. I really
was home.

Rob and I went downstairs to his office.

"Look A-J, the boys don't know yet, but we have a trip to New Zealand
coming up real quick – like in two days. Wanna come?" He grinned at me.

"Robbie wants to go snowboarding and I promised him I would take him
someday. That was last Christmas. We could go to the Snowy, but I reckon a
trip to NZ would be choicer. What's more, I know some breeders over there
I'd like to talk to. And my childhood boyfriend is over there as
well. We've spoken lots, and he really wants to link up."

"Where in NZ," I asked.

"A few days in Auckland where I can do some business, and then down to the
snowfields in the South Island. We'd be away about two weeks."

"That sounds, like, very cool," I replied. "Now I understand something that
bitch-face said to me. My passport is on the table with my credit card."

"You organised this with her, didn't you," I added.

"Yup. You're paying for it, apparently, out of your trust account."

"Yeah... I wouldn't think the old bitch would fork out. I don't care
though, coz I've got bulk."

"As maybe... she gave me the cheque, but I'm paying for the lot. You are
coming as stable crew... tax deductible. I'll bank the cheque and you now
have an extra two and a half grand spending money. Look, you also have your
credit card with an extra grand on it. That's a heap of cash at your
disposal. If you let me keep a thou, I'll invest it for you, and see where
we go with it." (Ultimately the "investment" paid off and $1,000 became
$4,724.50 plus the original $1,000.)

"That's cool..." I jumped on his lap and kissed him.

He hugged me to him and kissed me back.

"Good... we've got that sorted and I like it. Just don't tell the boys
today, please. I want to surprise them when we're just the four of us
together."

"Are John and Jo going home today as well?"

"Yeah, they have a bit of family something to do, and will be back late
tomorrow. They're not coming to NZ." Rob answered my unspoken
question. "Just the four of us. My old boyfriend has booked us into a ski
chalet... the five of us."

"Five?"

"Yeah, A-J. My old boyfriend is joining us."

"That's the best."

"What's the best?" A very shagged looking naked Dean wandered into the
room.

"Well, for a start, looking at you." He gave me his circumnavigated grin.

He wandered over to his dad and me and crawled up on my lap. He, of course
had the usual effect on me.

"C'mon you two," said Rob, "We need breakfast. Where's Robbie?"

"He's asleep," responded Dean.

"Give him a good work-out then Tiger?" I chuckled.

"Yeah, and he ate good load too," Dean whispered in my ear.

"Huh?" Rob looked at us.

"Dean's dunnit. He cums. He blows his load. He spoofs. He shoots
wrigglers. Dean's a man." I cuddled my man closer. "I love you, Champ."

His dad was grinning from ear to ear.

"I thought I saw a bit of growth in the prong department. Congratulations
son! Was it a lone blow? Who were you with? Was it both of your men? Tell
all."

"Dean was blushing redder than I had ever seen.

"Nah, dad. It was A-J. He did it. We were alone."

"Yeah Rob, and it was the sweetest load I ever tasted. I'll never forget
that. It was like we were married at that instant."

I kinda realised what I had just said. It was my turn to blush.

"Did you really mean that, A-J?" Dean asked softly.

"Yeah my Deanie, I did."

I felt all mushy and gooey and so totally in love. I held his hand and
cuddled him closer. It was my turn to try the osmosis trick. Rob had seemed
to have disappeared. It was just my Dean and me.

We were very quiet with each other and just hugged. A gentle throat
clearing brought us back to reality. I was still on Rob's lap, and Dean was
on mine.

"OK, get dressed you two. Go get Robbie and the others and let's have
pancakes."

Dean scuttled off. I was following and Rob stopped me. He leaned over and
kissed me then hugged me.

"Welcome home, son. Welcome home."

I could hardly believe what I had just heard. I hugged him back and rather
inadequately said `thanks, Dad.'

He hugged me again. I had a second father.

Dean reappeared. He had on shorts and a t-shirt.

"Robbie's just getting dressed and Jo is fucking Kim and they won't be
long."

We laughed. It appeared that Kim was turning into something of a
bottom. That Jo was a sex machine on legs had already been proven.

"A-J, get some clothes on!" This was Dean.

I looked at him and groped his crotch. His little satin running shorts gave
me an easy feel of his crotch. He didn't have underwear. He smiled at me as
if to say, `I remembered.'

I trotted off upstairs, with a swat on my arse from Rob. He and Dean
disappeared into the kitchen. John was coming downstairs, neatly groomed,
as I went up.

"Lookin' good, A-J, he said. "Lookin' good."

I smiled at him and we both laughed. We continued our separate ways.

I cranked into our bedroom and Jo appeared to be just finishing off
Kim. Kim's body was as stiff as a board and he was jerking around like he
was having a fit. Jo wasn't much better. I watched the scenario for a
moment and felt myself getting hot.

"No, no, no," I said to myself. "Breakfast time, and a lot to do today."

I was strong. Strong that is, until Robbie walked out the bathroom. He too
had silky runners on and no underwear. That was obvious. Small dick maybe,
but it made amazing waves in his runners. I kissed him good morning
again. But retained my manly resolve. As he felt my cock, I said
"Breakfast" quite loudly, and possibly squeakily. I mean, Robbie really
knows how to feel up a cock.

I grabbed the first pair of shorts I could see and pulled them on. They
were Dean's. I had them on before I realised. They were tight, very
tight. Very tight indeed.

"C'mon, breakfast."

The little ones giggled and Robbie rubbed the front.

I was confuddled by sensuality and the almost overload of information this
morning. I could have been wearing the crown jewels and not have noticed.

"Please wear those all day," pleaded Robbie.

I harrumphed, and trotted off to the kitchen. Robbie followed trying to
stick his hands down the back of the shorts. As I walked in, Dean squeaked
out laughingly I was wearing his shorts. I riposted that this was the only
way to get into his pants this morning.

That brought a "Ooooooooooooooooooo" from my lovers, and we all hoed into
pancakes.

Kim and Jo came in a moment or two later. Both looked quite pleased with
themselves.

Breakfast was a merry meal. John was a bit quiet, but the rest of us
chewed, guzzled, swallowed and had a great time. At the end, little polite
Kim burped loudly. He went as red as I have ever seen anybody go, ever. Of
course we all laughed, and he stammered apologies to Rob.

"Get over it Kim," said Rob, ruffling his hair. "I take it as a
compliment."

At that moment the doorbell rang. Rob answered the door and ushered in Mr
Tan.

"Want a coffee, Lei?" offered Rob.

"Nah, I'm fine. How'd the brat behave?" Mr Tan smiled at his son.

"The perfect houseguest," replied Rob, "the perfect guest."

"He did everything he was told?"

"Oh yes," said Rob, "Oh very yes." Rob gave Mr Tan a wink.

They both laughed and high fived each other.

Robbie and I got the drift. Mr Tan was pretty sure of what was going to
happen with his son when he dropped him off the previous day. He was
obviously delighted.

"Did you enjoy yourself, Kim?" Mr Tan asked.

"Oh yes, daddy. It was great." The lad looked adoringly at Robbie and Jo.

"Uh-huh" Mr Tan muttered, then he eyed Robbie and Jo. "I guess I have to
thank you guys for giving Kim a great time. It's about time he learned how
to enjoy himself."

Robbie actually smirked. Jo smiled.

"I really like Kim, Mr Tan. He's lots of fun to play with."

"Well you'll just have to come over and stay with us for a couple of nights
then, won't you pal," Mr Tan said to Jo. "It will need to be real soon,
because my wife's going on a cruise with her bridge partners."

Robbie and I looked at each other. So the fourth person at bridge was Kim's
mother.

I asked the question.

"Has my mother gone with Mrs Tan, Coach?"

"Yes, young Balluch, she has. She, and her girl friends have gone
a'sailing. And since we're all friends here, call me Lei – but not at
the ice-rink. Coach will do there."

"What does Lei mean, coach?"

He laughed. "It means Thunder, AJ, it means Thunder. Plenty of noise, but
no real danger!" He chuckled again. "But regarding danger, don't believe
everything I say."

"Dad, can Jo stay with us tonight?" asked Kim.

Mr Tan, or rather Lei, looked at John. John visibly brightened. "It's OK
with me, if it's OK with you, Lei, and if Jo wants to. It might be a coupla
nights, though."

Kim looked adoringly at Jo.

"C'mon Jo, pleeeeease."

Jo couldn't stop smiling.

"OK Jo, get your stuff and let's go."

"I got my stuff here." Jo rubbed his crotch.

There was a stunned silence for a moment as we looked at the 9 year
old. Then we all just burst out laughing. The tears were running down our
cheeks as Kim grabbed Jo's hand and raced upstairs to get some clothes.

"That's some brother you got there, John," said Lei. "You've taught him
well..."

"Nah, his first lesson was yesterday. He's just a natural," replied John.

"You had better watch out for your ideological purity," added Rob. "He came
on to me so strong this morning, I buckled at the knees and gave in."

Lei groped Rob's crotch.

"Yeah it is a bit floppy... I wondered why you didn't stand up to say
`Hi'... where are those boys?" he added.

Rob groped Lei.

"Can't wait to have a little lie down with the lads, eh?"

Both men laughed and wandered off. Rob was shouting for the boys to hurry
up.

They finally arrived with their back-packs. They kissed us goodbye. Each of
us had a little feel of them, and they left in high spirits. John seemed
quite cheered up.

I asked him if there was a problem. He replied that he had to see to some
family business, and it would be better if Jo wasn't around.

"I'm really glad Jo won't be there when I take care of it," added John.

"He'll get thoroughly shagged by Kim... and Lei by the looks of things and
will have a great time. As he should... he's only little."

"Is Jo staying with you now?" asked Robbie.

"I've decided I'm going to keep him. He's my brother and he needs to be
brought up properly... not with our slut aunty. He's mine and I'm going to
have him."

I suddenly had a feeling that John was going to have a bit of a showdown
with his family over Jo. I thought it best to leave it there. I started
cleaning the table and the others pitched in to help. We finished and then
started to plan the day.

I knew I had to go over to my house and pick up the gear I needed. Rob
offered to drive me.

"Can I come too?" This was Dean.

I looked at Rob. "It's OK with me if it's OK with A-J."

"C'mon then, my man, let's go."

Robbie opted not to come, as he said he really wanted to play the game that
Dean was always beating him in. He wanted to put in some training. I
noticed the slightest of limps and asked him about his ankle. He told me it
was OK, but had twisted it slightly while he was shagging Dean. He'd live.

We all rugged up as it was bitterly cold outside, and trundled off to my
place. I was hoping the bitch had left by the time I got there, and I was
in luck.

I punched in the door code and turned off the alarm.

"I'll leave you two for about an hour. Pack plenty of gear. Oh, and for
chrissakes change the shorts, A-J. You'll bust your nuts."

I'd pulled trackies over Dean's shorts, and I admit they were very tight
and hurting a bit. I smiled at Rob and reassured him that I would. He took
his leave telling us to behave and to pack first before anything else. I
told him the door code to let himself in if he wanted to when he got back.

Dean and I sauntered up to my room. It seemed strange to be back in the
house. The room was quite neat, and I knew that cunt-face had been poking
around. Though neat, things weren't quite right. I didn't give a shit,
because this was just a place I stayed in sometimes. My home was at the
Andersons with Dean and Robbie. In fact, wherever one or both of them were,
was home.

Dean was hanging onto my arm.

"Is that your bed, A-J?" he asked rather inanely.

"No, numbnuts," I replied, "It belongs to the bad elf." He looked puzzled
for a moment. "And the bad elf is coming to get you."

I grabbed him and threw him on my bed. I started to kiss him and wrestle
him and hump him. His hand was down my trackies and he came up for air.

"You better get those shorts of mine off, or you'll be numbnuts."

I did as I was told and slipped off my trackies and then Dean's
shorts. They were tight, and I could feel mini-me breathe a sigh of relief
when he came out for air.

I was standing there in just my winter jacket and shirt. In a flash, Dean
was on his knees blowing me.

I got my top clothes off and then started to undress Dean. It wasn't easy
with him hanging off my cock, but I just about managed. I disengaged him,
and then we were on the bed naked and making out. He opened his legs for me
and I went down on him. My tongue slipped over his arse and he bucked.

"I'm ready A-J."

I grabbed my K-Y, lubed us both and entered. I slid in easily. He grabbed
me fiercely and pushed against me. We became one.

Simultaneously we said, "I love you A-J/Deanie."

I thought this would be a quick shag but it wasn't. It became slow and
sensuous love-making. We moved on each other, we kissed and played tongues,
we touched some more and our movements on each other and our joining were
in faultless sync. We both came. I emptied myself into Dean. Dean splashed
his watery cum over both of us. We sank into bliss together, knowing that
our joining was perfect.

About an hour later, Rob returned. He found Dean and me wrapped up in each
other and asleep. He woke us by giving our cocks a sharp tug each.

"Have you got your gear ready A-J?"

"Sorry Rob, I'll only be a moment."

Dean was on the bed rubbing his eyes. He looked at me as I packed my
wheeled suitcase.

"What are you doing A-J?"

"Just packing some gear."

"You look like you're going to move in."

I smiled at him.

"Would you like that, Deanie?"

He just smiled at me. He started dressing, and this momentary distraction
enabled me to throw in some unusual type things... like snow boots. He saw
me pack my skates and looked at me strangely.

"Hey! I still play ice hockey as well as tongue hockey!"

Dean giggled and said that that was the first time he had ever heard me
call hockey, ice hockey.

All the time Rob just looked on and smiled quietly to himself.

"OK, A-J, you got everything?" he asked.

"Sure do... I'll just check the kitchen."

"Don't worry about it mate," Rob said, I've just checked there and
everything is OK."

His hand moved to his top pocket. The movement was natural and Dean didn't
suspect he was indicating my passport and credit card. I smiled at him.

"Let's go then!"

I suddenly felt even more full of life than usual. Impulsively I kissed Rob
then Dean. I felt great!

We clambered into Rob's truck. I was in the middle and Dean had the
window. His head was on my shoulder and I felt his hand move down the front
of my trackies. His thumb moved over the head of my cock and I loved it.

"Cut it out, you two," chuckled Rob.

I put my hand on his crotch and rubbed gently.

"Mr Balluch," he said, you are a bad, bad boy."

He made no move to push my hand away.

"Fuck, I love being molested," he said.

We arrived home, and Robbie was there to meet us of course.

"The bitch was home for about two seconds," he announced. "A-J's mum was in
the car with her, and they drove off giggling."

"Did she say anything to you?" asked Rob.

"Not really. Just that she couldn't wait for the break, and don't answer
her phone. Oh, yeah," A-J added, "She also said have fun on your
holiday... it seemed kinda weird the way she said it, too."

"Oh well, at least she was civil," said Rob.

"Yeah, she was civil. Any chance of her not coming back?"

"'Fraid not, son. Too much money involved."

"Ah well, maybe the ship will sink."

"Robbie..." growled Rob.

"Ah, you know what I mean..."

"Yeah, I do... But we don't want innocent people killed. Anyway, get your
arse in here," Rob indicated the lounge-room. "I've something to tell you."

Rob looked at his boys. "Do you two want to go to New Zealand for a couple
of weeks?"

Dean teared up and immediately said "No!" He grabbed me tighter. As usual
he was right next to me, and this time holding only my hand.

Robbie looked a bit stunned. "Wha...?" he stuttered.

"OK, Dean doesn't want to go. Do you want to go to New Zealand, Robbie? Yes
or no?"

I didn't say a thing. I knew Rob was winding up the boys.

"No!" Robbie said firmly. "I'm staying here." We locked eyes and I felt a
bit of a lump in my throat. He, too, was staying because he thought I
wasn't going.

"OK A-J, it looks like it's just you and me." He laughed.

Dean grabbed all my arm and hugged himself into it. Robbie leapt up and
started to pummel into his father. Rob was laughing fit to burst and
couldn't protect himself. Robbie jumped from his father onto me. Dean
vainly tried to throw himself between us to protect me.

"Don't hurt A-J" he squeaked.

I was laughing too, but couldn't help love Dean a little bit more for that.

Robbie shouted, "You shit, you knew all the time."

"Yeah, but I didn't know what your dad was going to do," I said trying for
a bit of self-defence.

"OK, OK you lot. Break it up. I guess the other two tickets won't go to
waste after all."

The rest of the day was spent in a frenzy of packing. Rob asked me my waist
size and I told him. He said that he was going out for a few hours and
would be back later. We packed all our clothes into my pull-along, and our
snow-boots, my skates and Robbie's snow-board into another suitcase.

We chattered on incessantly. When we had finished Rob still wasn't back. We
sat back and Robbie asked Dean and me if we wanted a beer. I was a bit
surprised, because alcohol had never been raised as a beverage since I had
been there.

"Sure," I said. I quite liked beer, but didn't drink much. I was only
fourteen, after all.

Robbie brought in the beers, and we all had a Pale Ale. My favourite.

"You know why American beer doesn't sell in Australia, doncha?" asked
Robbie.

"Nah, `cept it tastes like shit," I replied.

Dean started to giggle. I could feel an old joke coming up. One that Dean
and Robbie both knew.

"Well, yeah," replied Robbie, "But it's like making love in a canoe."

"Huh?" I responded rather stupidly.

"Yeah, like making love in a canoe... fucking near water!"

Dean and Robbie both burst out laughing, delighted at their own joke. I
nearly choked, as I was just taking a swallow.

Suddenly I remembered what they had done downstairs.

"Would you guys really have given up a trip to NZ just because of me?" I
asked quietly.

"Yeah."

"Natch."

"I love you guys."

"We love you too." This was Dean. Robbie nodded agreement.

We had a big group hug, surprisingly without any groping. Just then we
heard the front door slam. Rob was home.

"Hey guys, c'mon down. I got somethin' for ya."

We went downstairs and Rob was in his office. He threw us each a
package. We broke them open and pulled out two pair each of the skimpiest
g-strings I had ever seen. Dean looked at his, held it up and started to
giggle. It was totally infectious, and Robbie and I joined in.

"A little bit of après-ski wear," muttered Rob. "Well, just don't stand
there, try `em on."

We stripped down and struggled into the tiny garments. The string up my
crack felt a bit odd, but not unpleasant. Robbie and Dean looked
magnificent. Their flat stomachs just seemed to meld into the front of the
material and look like a natural progression. My piece of cloth of course
was a bit larger.

Robbie told me I looked fabulous, and Dean agreed. I felt myself boning,
and the pouch filled up very nicely. Dean's pouch was sticking straight
out, so there was no doubt as to his status. Robbie was filling up too.

"Guys, as much as I am enjoying the show, I picked up the stuff each of you
wanted. I've got something to do down the stables, so I'll be back in about
an hour or so. Yours is the big one, Mr Balluch." Rob left.

"I know," shouted Dean after him.

We could hear him chuckling.

Robbie grabbed his package and I took mine. I opened it and inside were two
boxes. I was happy with my choice. I gave one box to Robbie and the other
to Dean. They looked at them quizzically and opened them. Inside each were
identical gold chains, very thin, and plaited from three strands of gold
links.

"This is because I love you guys. If and when we're away from each other,
the three strands will be us together."

I felt myself going mushy.

Robbie firstly and then Dean handed me their chains and turned their backs
to me. I slipped it around each one's neck in turn and kissed each under
the ear.

Robbie then grabbed his own box and with Dean holding it as well they gave
it to me. I looked at them adoringly and opened it. Inside was an identical
chain to the one I had given them. I almost cried.

"How did you know?" I asked.

"We didn't... I saw the chain in Caldwell's, and told Dean about it. We
decided to buy it for you. We got dad to pick it up today."

"I guess I did the same," I said a bit lamely. "I guess that's why he has
business down the stables, now."

We hugged each other. Our naked chests together felt very sexy, as did our
cocks in the little g-strings. We couldn't stop kissing, and in a few
minutes, found ourselves in our bedroom. None of us can really remember
getting there.

We were on the bed caressing each other all over. I liked the feel of my
boyfriends' cocks in their tiny underwear. Suddenly, the dynamic
changed. From slow caresses, our hugs became more intense and I could feel
both Dean and Robbie getting a little frantic. I could feel me getting a
little frantic.

Somehow our G-strings were removed and we became sex machines. I know I
entered Dean and Robbie. I know they entered me. The sex was animal and
just total fun. Somehow in the back of my mind I knew that this was getting
off and that love-making would occur later. We were enjoying each others'
bodies for the sensuality. It was great. Robbie came in my arse and Dean in
my mouth. I came over Robbie's face and Dean licked it off while I played
with his softening prick. We all flopped down together and Robbie did his
usual fall asleep after sex thing. I was dozy and Dean appeared to be quite
wide awake, but relaxed. I was cuddling both of them around the shoulders.

"A-J," Dean whispered.

"What Tiger."

"I love you so much I want to cry and sing at the same time."

I pulled him closer to me and rubbed his smooth skin. I could feel my own
feelings welling up and I felt my heart would burst. The sensation was one
of drawing us together even closer. It was as if I could feel the inside of
his heart and he could feel mine. Robbie quietly muttered in his sleep and
rolled a little away from us. I felt he could sense something going on
between Dean and me. Dean moved away from me slightly and spread eagled
himself. The offer was unmistakeable.

I took his head in my hands and kissed him on the forehead, then the
eyebrows, then the eyes, then the nose. I reached his mouth and I kissed
him very gently on the lips, the cheeks, the chin. I moved to his ears and
kissed him. I nuzzled his neck, continuously kissing.

I worked my way down his body. For the first time that I could remember, I
paid a lot of attention to his almost translucent nipples. I was totally
worshipping his body. In fact that was not really correct. I was totally
worshipping him. He was my tiny god. I allowed myself to be absorbed into
what I could only describe as his aura. It seemed to expand and totally
encompass me. I could somehow again mystically feel every sense he was
feeling and I knew he could sense every feeling I had. He laid himself
completely open to me and I to him. If we had something to hide, it would
be out there for the other to know. Strangely, as Dean and I completely
melded, our feelings reached out and encompassed Robbie. He tossed a little
in his sleep, and turned towards us. He was still at a little distance and
he smiled, still sleeping. Dean and I sensed he was part of this totally in
the same way we were. We knew this without speaking. Without effort I
entered Dean and my movements were small as were his. The joining again was
perfect. Though it was Dean and I who were physically together, the
sleeping Robbie too was joined with us. The sensations of us united brought
Dean and me, and oddly, but not surprisingly Robbie to a volcanic
climax. We physically withdrew from each other but not from the
all-encompassing sensation of being each other.

Still sleeping, Robbie moved back towards us and his arm went round
us. Dean and I joined him in sleep.

We awoke at the same time the following morning. We were still cuddled
together and we still had a feeling of being one. I kissed each lover in
turn and Dean and Robbie kissed each other.

We luxuriated in the bed for a few minutes stretching and enjoying each
other's company. We were very quiet not wanting the moment to pass. However
Robbie said he needed a "wicked piss" and so did Dean and I.

We traipsed into the bathroom and unloaded.

"Christ," said Robbie, "Wait til I tell you about the dream I had last
night."

Dean and I looked at each other and smiled. We were still a little subdued
from our experience.

We all had a shower together, fooled around a bit, dried off and got into
some clothes. I noticed Dean didn't put on any underwear – neither did
I. I also noticed Robbie went commando as well. I walked up to him and
rubbed his bulge.

"Easy access cock, eh?" I asked.

"For you anytime." We hugged.

He continued. "About this dream I had. I can still feel it. It was so
real."

"You joined A-J and me and we were all one person," Dean interrupted.

"Yeah." Robbie's brow furrowed. "Howd'ya know?"

"Because we were in it too." Dean and I replied together.

"I love you," Robbie said from his heart.

We moved together and kissed. It seemed as if our relationship had moved to
another level. From sex-starved youngsters, (which we still were) into
lovers, joined in every way imaginable.

We started joking with each other. We said some things which were
impossible for the other to know.

"Want to get shagged by Kell Phillips, eh?" I asked.

In his honest and open way Robbie agreed.

"You bet! And you know him `cos he plays hockey!"

"Yeah he does. And he is drop dead gorgeous."

Kell was in the senior team and a great hockey player. I mentioned to
Robbie that Kell had girls dripping off him.

"I can dream, can't I?" replied Robbie morosely.

"Yeah you can," I said. I heard Dean giggle. "But I've never heard of him
shagging one of them."

Robbie looked a little hopeful.

"Maybe we should invite him around sometime."

"Why not?" I asked, "We all love hockey, don't we?"

Dean looked a little puzzled.

Robbie said, "As of this moment I am the greatest devotee of hockey you
have ever seen. Wayne Gretovich is my hero."

I groaned. "Gretzky, numbnuts, Gretzky."

"Just testin'," responded Robbie.

We all laughed. Dean understood.

"And what about you Dean, looking at Redman Walsh?" asked Robbie.

Dean went red.

"What about it? He looks so much like A-J."

Robbie conceded the point and I blushed. Redman had to be the most handsome
guy in our school.

"Aw, fuck off Deanie. He's beautiful," I said.

Dean looked at me. His deep blue eyes pierced me to the core. He didn't
have to say anything. His eyes told me I was more beautiful than Redman.

Robbie chimed in. "You are you know. You are more beautiful than Redman."

"And you, A-J. You have a secret stash of cash taped at the bottom of your
wardrobe." This was Robbie again.

"Yeah," smiled Dean. "You're saving up to visit your dad. He feels
beautiful... just like you."

"Sure does," added Robbie.

I was a bit stunned at this. Nobody, but nobody knew about my stash. "Oh
well," I thought, "At least they didn't bring up my carnal thoughts about
Lei."

"And oh," said Robbie, "I reckon Lei would be up for it too."

I felt myself blush. Robbie laughed and Dean giggled and held my arm
tighter. There were obviously no secrets between us now.

We toddled down to breakfast. I guess we were a little quieter than
usual. Rob asked us if there was anything the matter. Robbie answered for
us all that there wasn't. Without details, he explained what had occurred
upstairs... that we could understand each other's thoughts and
feelings. That somehow we were in each other, but still separate.

He looked very thoughtful. In fact he was the most serious I had ever seen
him. I went to say something, and the lads just knocked their legs against
mine. I shut up. They were very still.

"Lads," Rob started, "Lads, you have something very special happening
here. I can't even pretend to understand it, but it's special. I would even
say it's karma. Don't ask me," he held up his hand, "I'm not even going to
try to explain because I don't know. But you guys have something very
special. A-J, you belong to my boys and they belong to you and to each
other. I have no idea about the future, but I think, and I stress I think,
that it's yours and yours together. Enough, already, let's get sorted to go
to NZ tomorrow."

This broke the intense atmosphere and we gambolled off.

We spent most of the day checking our luggage. The heaviest stuff was our
snow boots, snow board and my skates. Dean said he wanted to learn to skate
so I asked Rob to take us to the ice arena so I could buy Dean some skates.

I telephoned the arena, and per chance spoke to Lei. I didn't know it then,
but he was the actual owner.

"Look, A-J, I know you're going to groan at this, but I have some Stealth
skates, probably in Dean's size, that I will sell to you for a song. You
have to admit, they're OK for beginners."

I don't know why I said it, but I did. "Instead of a song, how `bout a
fuck?"

I heard a stunned silence on the other end, and then a guffaw that almost
burst my eardrums. When he calmed down, he replied that though I was a hard
(and he emphasised hard), negotiator, the original price stood.

I sighed. "OK then Lei, Dean and I will see you soon."

We arrived at the skate shop about half an hour later. Robbie had cranked
along with us to see what it was all about. Lei had some boots ready for
Dean to try on. He tried on a couple of pair and found what suited his
foot. No doubt, Lei was a total professional at this. He soon had the
perfect fit for Dean. Dean said it was a bit tight. Lei was unfazed and so
was I.

"Needs to be, champ," I reassured him.

"Lei showed me the blades. They were not professional skater, but they were
good. Lei had already primed and sharpened them. He then spent some time
attaching them to the boots.

"OK, A-J, take him on the ice." I hadn't thought to bring my skates.

"Oh for fuck's sake," muttered Lei in exasperation. He flung me a package
and told me to try them on. I looked at them and noticed the blades were
perfect. The boots were used but well cared for. The leather was soft but
tough. They looked about my size so I laced up. They fitted me perfectly. I
looked at Lei and he smiled.

"Good fit?" he enquired.

"They're perfect."

"Good, do a circuit, then take the kid out on the ice!"

I stomped out and did my circuit. I felt like I was skating on butter. The
blades were unbelievably honed. I got up speed and did a mid-air
summersault. My landing was faultless and it felt like the skates were
guiding me back to the guys.

Dean's mouth hung open. Robbie was looking at me wide eyed. I felt
great. Lei scowled at me.

"Mr Balluch, that was the dumbest thing I have ever seen. You did one
circuit. You don't know those skates. You do a summersault. You could have
broken your fucking neck."

"Yeah I know coach."  I was ecstatic. "But I didn't have to know the
skates, they knew me. They wouldn't let me down... I just knew it."

"Humph!" Lei growled. "I had a feeling about those skates and you. They're
yours. They used to be mine... they're yours now."

I opened my mouth to thank him or protest or something.

He held up his hand and said, "Shuddup, just take Dean out onto the ice and
teach him to skate."

There was no-one at the rink other than us. So I took Dean out and held
both his hands. Robbie looked on, sitting in the stands with his fists
under his chin. He looked very thoughtful.

I started very easy with Dean. I just held his hand and we skated gently. I
showed him how to stop. I showed him how to use his arms to get a balance
if he felt unsteady. Then I asked him if he thought he could go solo for a
bit. I told him not to worry about falling because I would be there to help
him. He gave me a look that kinda said "Hello??" I felt a bit dumb when I
realised that falling off horses was one of the things he did.

I leaned over and whispered to him that I wanted to hold him as much as
possible. He giggled and skated off. And skate he did. He moved very
tentatively at first and then started to pick up speed. He practised
stopping. He ran into the wall a couple of times then got the hang of
it. In fact he was good. He had grace, and it looked as if he would have
speed. He also had an arse to die for, though that was irrelevant. He
skated up to me and did a leap. He grabbed my neck and kissed me. He put me
completely off balance and I went down with Dean on top of me. He kept
kissing me, interspersing this activity with comments like, "This is
cool... skating I mean... so's this," as he kissed me again.

"Right-o, right-o," I laughed, "Let's pay for your skates and get out of
here."

We skated over to the shop entrance and Lei told Dean he was a natural and
should think seriously about skating, maybe even hockey. Dean looked a
little pensive.

"Right Mr Balluch, time to settle up. Incidentally, while you get those
skates off the both of you, give us a verse of the team song."

I started singing, "I've paid my dues, time after time..."right up to
bellowing out... "We are the champions my friend, we'll keep on fighting to
the end..."

"Christ," I heard Robbie say to Lei, "That bastard can sing."

"Yeah, he can, can't he. He always leads the singing at matches."

I finished the song and smiled a bit sheepishly. I had never sung in front
of A-J and Dean before. They just looked at me.

Lei had boxed and wrapped the skates.

"There ya go then..."

I went to fish out my wallet. "How much, coach?"

"You just paid."

"Huh?" I felt I was missing something here.

"I told you I would give them to you for a song. You just gave me a
song. Done deal. Finish. A-J shuddup. I said done deal. Comprenez!?"

I just gave Lei a hug. He hugged back.

"The offer of a fuck still stands," I whispered to him.

"Oooooooooooooooo," I heard from the cheap seats. Dean and Robbie were in
my head again.

"I think that could be quite nice," said Lei, "And I know Kim wants to be
with you guys again. Incidentally, the only time I seem to see Kim is when
he and Jo come out to eat. Christ Jo has stamina."

We laughed because we knew Jo had stamina. It also seemed that Kim was up
for it.

We took our leave and wandered off.

We strolled into town. We passed Skipper's Sleep and saw Ken. We waved. He
saw us and beckoned us in.

"How's the bed guys?" he asked without pre-amble.

"Great!" enthused Dean. "It's really cool!"

"Fantastic," replied Ken. "We aim to please. Do you guys want anything?"

I was feeling a little uncomfortable.

"I could sure use your toilet, if I may?" I answered.

"Sure, I'll show you."

Ken took me out back and stood there while I had a pee. I didn't get stage
fright and just leaked. From a relatively shy kid, I was turning into
someone else. I kinda felt Robbie saying to me that Ken was after something
pink and suckable. I did have the feeling he was watching me, so I moved a
little so he could get a better look. He moved as well and stared openly.

"Nice," he muttered.

"Don't you need one as well?" I asked.

"Tart!" I felt Robbie say in my head.

Ken pulled out a nice organ as he stood beside me. I openly looked. I
noticed he was cut. I chubbed up a bit and so did he. I shook the final
drops off and let it hang for a moment. Then I put mini-me to bed. He shook
off and turned towards me. I really looked and then he tucked in and zipped
up.

"Which guy is your boyfriend?" he asked straight out.

I was taken aback. I hadn't talked about this outside the house. This would
be the first time.

I just said, "They both are. But we're not out."

"Yeah, I guessed as much. In this town you'd be dead – at least
socially. But there is a network, you know."

I didn't know. I told him I would keep it in mind for when we came back
from NZ. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. It was a friendly gesture. I
liked Ken. We left the shop and walked on to meet Rob. I told the guys what
happened, and they were intrigued by the idea.

"We need to follow that up, but we should talk to dad first," said Robbie.

Dean and I agreed. We started talking about other things. Dean really
enjoyed skating. He wanted to learn and perhaps play hockey.

"There is a pee-wee team," I told him. "And the skates we got for you are
hockey skates, not figure skates."

"Cool," was all Dean could say.

"Well," said Robbie, "I looked at you guys out there. I thought I'd try it
someday, but give me a saddle or a snow board and I think I'll be happy."

I grinned at this. I had the feeling that I was going to be conned into
getting on a horse at some time, and I wasn't that keen.

"Horses are fucking big," I remarked.

"Don't be a dumb arse. They're pussy cats."

I looked Robbie in the eye, and then I looked at his slight limp.

"Yeah, alright, numbnuts. So I fell off. I mistimed a jump. Everyone falls
off at some time or other. I s'pose you've never fallen off your skates?"

"Not so far to fall. And what's more, we don't jump over fences." I knew
straightaway that I was going to cop it for that one.

"Yeah, I guess not. You just do flying summersaults in the air and attempt
to break your dumb neck."

"Touché," I thought. "Well the skates were perfect and they somehow knew
me, and I knew them. I knew I was safe."

I knew without a shadow of a doubt what Robbie was going to say next and he
did.

"Just like a horse."

I harrumphed, and we messed around punching at each other's shoulders.

Dean piped up. "You know guys, sliding around on the ice was really cool."

This struck us as funny.

Robbie said, "Yeah it'll be really cool when you get a wet arse and you get
snap frozen and your jewels fall off."

"Dean stuck his nose in the air and replied, "A-J's haven't fallen off,
believe me!"

Robbie and I just looked at each other and roared with laughter.

"Enjoying the holidays boys? Sounds like it!"

This snapped us back to earth as the harsh voice of Mrs Maximillian, the
maths teacher, broke into our space.

"Yes ma'am, thanks."

"Well you keep on enjoying and I'll see you in a few weeks."

"Who was that?" This was Dean.

"Mrs Maximillian, Champ. She's our maths teacher."

"She seems nice."

"She is," I replied.

"No she's not," said Robbie.

"I bet you don't like her because you can't count to ten yet." On occasion,
Dean had a way with banter.

A light went on in my head.

"Look guys, I'm academic stream... no Robbie, I am not wanking... and
you're tech stream. You hate English and Maths and I love it. You are
fantastic at woodwork and I loathe it. I still don't know one screwdriver
from another. A hammer is all I need. We could do the study group thing and
I can be over our, well really your, place every afternoon to "study"."

"I need lots and lots and lots of help with my maths," added Dean.

"I reckon my old lady would go for it."

"Ours wouldn't give a flying fuck," said Robbie. "Speaking of which, do you
guys reckon we could join the mile-high club tomorrow?"

"Give it a go," I said.

Robbie smirked and Dean looked perplexed.

I put my arm around his shoulder. He tried not to be too obvious in
snuggling in, but failed. His arm automatically went round my waist.

"Fer Chrissake," muttered Robbie, smiling.

I hoped it looked like me being nice to a little brother. We were in the
street after all.

"The mile-high club means we have a shag while we're flying in the plane. A
mile high."

"Sounds good," replied Dean.

We left it at that. We had arrived at the Vietnamese where we were to meet
Rob.

"What are you three looking so pleased about?"

We showed him our acquisitions.

"Lei is a really nice bloke," Rob said.

We had nestled into a private booth. Dean was beside me of course. We
ordered our food. It came very quickly, and as always, was delicious. The
waitress knew me as I often ate there after hockey. She also knew the
Andersons.

When she left, Robbie asked his father, "Dad, do you and Lei know each
other well?"

Robbie emphasised `know'.

"Well," Rob said, "I'm not the kinda guy that kisses and tells. But yes,
Lei and I know each other well."

Rob too had emphasised the word `know'.

"That's cool... really cool." Robbie smiled, and so did we.

We got back to the house and John was there. We unloaded and packed our
gear and brought it down for an early morning departure. Everything was
checked and double checked and we were ready to go.

Rob grabbed John and Robbie and they went down to the stables to do horse
things. Dean raced upstairs. I followed. When I arrived in our room, Dean
was naked on the bed with his prick sticking straight up. God he looked
gorgeous.

I felt my sap rising.

"A-J," he asked, "Would you do me a favour please?"

"Sure. What?"

"Would you please make me as horny as you can get me, and then leave off."

"Huh?"

"Would you please..."

"Yeah. I heard you the first time. But why?"

"John said he's going to get Jo from Kim's place, and I want to watch you
fuck him and try and blow without touching myself."

"Good grief, you're getting kinky."

He snickered.

Well I did. I kissed his dick I sucked him. I felt and licked his pucker
and thoroughly enjoyed the sensations of his soft body. I, of course,
couldn't do this in my clothes. But at the end of it he was frantic. He
asked me to make love as his original idea was stupid. I told him it wasn't
and that we should stop. We were both cross-eyed with horniness. He started
to wank himself but I made him stop. I supervised him putting superman (my
favourite) on and then some shorts. I rubbed his bulge and he moaned.

"Please, A-J, can we. Please."

I almost gave in, but remained strong.

"Nope, this was your kinky idea, and you are going to follow it through."

I too put underwear on as well as my trackies. Dean shoved his hand down
the back and felt my arse. I almost gave in again, but firmly marched off
to the kitchen. Dean followed. The guys were back, but John had already
left to collect Jo.

We all prepared tea together. I wasn't particularly hungry but ate
anyway. John arrived back about an hour later as we were just chatting. He
had Jo as well as Kim. They both had takeaway bags with only chips left.

"Lei said he'll be over about 9 to pick up Kim and Jo."

Rob smiled to himself. Robbie and I looked at each other and thought maybe
Rob would be a bit tired tomorrow. The little fellahs gave us each a
hug. It was about 7:30, and Rob suggested we go to bed as we had a very
early start in the morning. We would be up at three to shit, shower, and
shave, then an hour's drive to the airport, check in and take off for NZ at
6:30. We traipsed off, the small fry following.

Dean and I had mentioned the plan to Robbie and he was tickled. He quite
liked Kim and said he would love to have him while I took Jo. In fact, Dean
should sit in the middle of us as we each shagged the little ones. There he
could have a ringside seat, as it were.

When we got to the room, Robbie steered Kim his way and I grabbed little Jo
by the arse.

"You're mine," I whispered.

He laughed. His white teeth were just perfect and he had a most endearing
smile.

"Will you push it in me hard, please. No oil."

I hadn't done it without lube, and I wondered what it would be like, so I
agreed.

I was instantly horny of course, due to my session with Dean. I all but
tore the clothes off Jo and had him on the bed. His legs were behind his
ears in a trice, and I was on top of him. He snaked his arms around me. I
thrust forward a bit and my tool rubbed his hard spike. I told Dean, who
was sitting between Robbie and me to aim me in. Jo was sucking on my tit. I
grabbed his hair and pulled him roughly away and kissed him. There was zero
resistance and we kissed wildly. Dean was aiming my cock. When I was on
target, I heard Dean say, `Now', and I pushed forward.

I met some resistance but battered my way in. No lube. Jo stiffened and
then totally relaxed. I started to pump, roughly. Jo wiggled and squirmed
and cried out with pleasure. He urged me on and I loved it. I surfaced for
a moment to look at Dean. He was looking at me shagging Jo and his face was
a delight. I bent over and kissed the top of his cock. He squirmed. This
was raunchy. Robbie was into Kim and rocking the same way. We looked at
each other and leaned sideways and kissed. As one, Robbie and I grabbed
Dean and pulled him into our tongues. The three of us kissed and licked our
way through the next minute or so. Robbie and I didn't miss a beat. I
reached over and caressed Kim's tummy and Robbie did likewise to Jo. I
stopped pumping Jo for a moment or two to play with his dick. I tugged it a
little and he had the unmistakeable tremors of a dry orgasm. This triggered
me, and I blew in the little bloke. I felt something wet on my face, and
Dean too had cum. He was leaning back, and his cock was spewing. I had been
leaning forward a bit, when he came. But this time he had had his first
real blow. It really shot out. I licked it and it tasted delicious.

Jo appeared to have sunk into some sort of torpor. I asked him if he was
OK, and he smiled and said breathily, `Yeah, lie on me A-J.'

I did, and he felt really sensuous under my body. He sucked my tits and
kept on kissing me on the torso. His hands never stopped moving. I fell
asleep, buried in Jo, Dean's spunk on my face and my head cradled in his
lap. His dick next to my lips. I was blissed out.

I woke up a few hours later. Jo had wriggled out from under me so he could
breathe, I guess. My head was still in Dean's lap and his dick was still
near my lips. I kissed it and gave it a quick lick. He was asleep, half
sitting and half lying. I needed a piss so I started to get up. I realised
at that moment I still had a semi in Jo.

He murmured, "Are you going to do me again."

"Nah, I gotta take a piss."

"OK, but when you come back...?"

"We'll see," I replied. "We'll see."

I had a slash, and thought how lucky my life was. It was now Tuesday. I was
going to NZ for a trip. I had had more sex than I had ever dreamed
possible. I was totally and completely in love with the two most beautiful
boys in the world and they loved me. I couldn't imagine how life could get
better.

I finished my piss, and just for the hell of it I jumped up, punched the
air and silently shouted "Yes!"

I was suddenly grabbed from behind by two pairs of hands and kissed on the
neck and the arm. My lovers had picked up on my joy.

I thought I had been quiet, but my very loud thoughts had apparently
punctured my lovers' dreams and had woken them up. It was hard to
understand, but we each understood perfectly. Go figure!

We settled back in bed, snuggled up with the little ones and tried to
sleep. I played with Kim's dick a bit, but he didn't wake up. I then heard
Jo say,

"Play with mine, pleeeeease A-J."

I did, and he was ready again. I shagged him once more, then Robbie did and
then Dean. At the end he was purring like a kitten.

"I love youse guys... I love Kim too."

He rolled over and tongued the sleeping Kim's dick, and promptly fell
asleep with his nose buried in Kim's crotch.

We re-arranged ourselves so we could get at least a couple of hours more
sleep. We did. The next thing I was conscious of was Robbie and Dean
shaking me to wake up.

I discovered that my lovers were able to wake up (when they had to) very
easily. It had lots to do with exercising horses in the early morning. I
also found out that that was the reason Robbie could go to sleep anywhere
at anytime, because when the stud was short staffed, he filled in, and very
rarely, so did Dean. This meant hideously early mornings.

Another strike against horses, I had thought when I found this out.

Both boys were very bright and shiny. They had showered. Rob had made them
shower separately. He also said that I should be let sleep until the other
two had showered, because it would take one eighth of the time for me to
shower by myself and get ready than if I had pulled one or both my lovers
into the shower with me. I thought to myself that he might have had a
point.

I did get-ready things and went down to breakfast. John was also up. Lei
teetered in with mussed up hair, boxers and a boner. He really looked cute
and we nudged each other. He didn't look like my fierce coach at all. He
sat next to me and I tugged his bulge.

"Choice," I said.

He smiled a bleary eyed crooked smile at me.

"I shall remember that, Mr Balluch, I shall remember that. When you are not
expecting it, I shall remember that."

I gave him my most panic-struck look. Just for the theatre of it.

"I shall remember that, Mr Balluch."

The time arrived for us to leave. A taxi bus arrived. We piled in our
gear. There really wasn't that much. Amidst hugs all round, Lei groped me
and whispered in my ear,

"I shall remember that Mr Balluch."

I whispered back, "I sure hope so, Lei."

We were off.

We went through the usual travel stuff at the airport. As always security
was tight and we had to wait for ages to get on our flight... or so it
seemed. The flight was to be about 4 hours and ten minutes, or so they
said, and because we would pick up two and a half hours, we would be
landing about 1 o'clock. Didn't seem too bad. I had travelled heaps before
with my folks when they were together, so I coped. This was the first time
for Robbie and Dean. Robbie was trying to be cool and almost
succeeded. Dean was just plain excited and not caring who knew.

Rob had all our travel documents and then when the formalities had been
completed, handed them back to us. I tucked my blue booklet in my inner zip
pocket and thought nothing of it. Robbie flipped through his and stopped
and looked at me.

"I think I've got yours," he said strangely.

Again I didn't think anything of it.

"OK, swap." I pulled his out of my pocket and handed it over. He just
looked at me strangely and suddenly it dawned on me what the problem was.

"Aha, my darkest secret is out."

"Why didn't you say something."

"It just never occurred to me."

"Well it certainly answers a lot of questions," he said. "I always thought
A-J was an odd name; but then again, so is Balluch."

"Are you pissed off at me," I had to ask.

"Not at all," Robbie replied, "But I had wondered, but not deeply, if you
know what I mean. Just the odd passing thought, which left as soon as it
came. I love you, not your name."

This made me grin from ear to ear, and also made me want to kiss him. I
really couldn't in the departure lounge. Dean sensed something was up and
wandered over to us and grabbed my arm.

"Wassup?"

"Nuttin, Numb Nuts." Rob was being mock tough. "Just your boyfriend there
has been holdin' out on us."

"Waddaya mean?" asked Dean.

"His real name is..."

"Abdul-Jameel," chimed in Dean.

Both Robbie and I gaped at him.

"How the fuck did you know that?" we both asked simultaneously.

"I asked him and he told me."

"I don't remember that," I answered.

"You remember that really good dream we all had with each other in it?"

We nodded.

"When I went back to sleep, I forced myself to dream of A-J, and when we
were inside each other again, I just asked him what A-J stood for and he
told me Abdul-Jameel. Easy."

"What else did I tell you?" I had to enquire.

"You said your dad was half Persian and half Pushtoon, and your mother was
quarter Indian and three quarters Anglo. That's probably why you always
have that tan and beautiful eyes, and your ball bag is a nice brown
underneath like Kim's and all.  You also said you thought your dad lived
somewhere overseas, and you were just waiting to get some money to try and
find him. You also said you were a Muslim, but didn't know fuck all about
the religion, `cept that it wasn't gay friendly, so that was that... You
also told me that..."

"OK, OK... enough already. It seems there is very little left to tell you
about myself."

Robbie was still looking at Dean as if he had sprouted another head.

"You got all that in a DREAM?" he almost shouted.

"Yeah, you can if you want, too, you know. You and A-J both can."

"Just make yourself dream about the other person, and then ask
questions. We're lovers, so we answer each other honestly."

A passing lady looked at us a bit strangely.

"C'mon guys... hush it up. We don't need the world knowing our business," I
muttered.

We were marshalled onto the plane. The flight was uneventful and the food
was awful. Typical airline food. We were unable to achieve our aim of
getting into the mile high club. There were just too many people wanting to
use the toilets.

We were also pretty tired and slept for a lot of the trip. Dean was cuddled
up to me really close. His hand drifted to my crotch, and there was not a
thing I could do about my predictable response. I just snuggled under the
blanket and pretended to sleep, until I actually did.

When we landed in Auckland, we went through the formalities. A big Maori
Customs guy checked our bags. When he came across our skating and ski gear
he smiled. He asked us a couple of questions about where we were going. We
weren't sure so he asked Rob. Rob told him a name that sounded like
`Whykickamoocow' and the Customs guy smiled.

"You'll get some good snow there alright, eh?"

We moved on.

When we entered the airport lounge, there was another big Maori guy waiting
in a chauffeur's livery with `ANDERSON' in big letters on a board. Rob
spoke to him and we climbed into a stretch limo that was to take us to our
destination in Auckland.

We drove across the harbour and finally arrived, after nearly an hour, at a
house with large electronically operated gates.

We were ushered in and our host came to meet us.

For a moment I was stunned. I rushed forward and grabbed my host and jumped
on him.

"Daddy," I almost screamed.

This was my real father. I felt like a little boy again.

"Daddy," I sobbed. "I love you daddy... Why didn't you call me... Why
didn't you write to me... Daddy, I love you."

The man held me tight. He muttered soothing nothings in my ear as he kissed
my neck. I couldn't stop kissing him.

"I wrote and I rang, A-J. I guess the bitch wouldn't let me through. We'll
talk later. I need to say hi to the others... I love you, my baby A-J."

I reluctantly disengaged. I saw the smiles on the others. They had known.

My dad introduced himself to Robbie and Dean.

"Hi, I'm Kemahl," he said giving each a hug.

 He then put out his arms to Rob and he and my dad hugged. Rob and Dad then
kissed. But they kissed and kissed. It came back to me what Rob had said
about me reminding him of his boyhood lover who had his heart. I wondered
for a moment, and then I knew without a doubt. His boyhood lover had been
my dad.

The Maori guy brought in our baggage and took it somewhere into the
house. Robbie and Dean just stood there grinning like monkeys.

I was so spun out, I couldn't take it all in. I just looked at my lovers
and grinned back. They came up to me and hugged me. They started to kiss me
as well. Dad and Rob broke their clinch.

Dad just looked at me, and his eyes were shining.

"A-J", he said. "I love you so much. I want to talk to you, but I think we
all need a little lie down. Go with Tane, he'll show you your room, and
we'll come back in an hour. This is your house so do what you want. Tane
will show you around. His elder son is around somewhere... his name is
Rangi, and he'll help you too. Ask for anything. Anything... you'll get
it."

As we were being ushered off, I looked back once at my dad. He saw me,
opened his arms and I rushed to give him another kiss.

"You are beautiful, son, and I love you. We'll talk lots later. I think you
understand what's going on here."

I smiled into his neck. I understood alright. I followed the others. As we
went up the stairs behind Tane, Robbie muttered to me.

"When he said anything, I wondered if he meant anything... like an
eight-year-old boy?"

Tane obviously had heard. He chuckled.

"Rangi is 17 and my other son Wiremu is nine. Will that do? Oh, and I'm
34."

Smart mouthed Robbie replied. "Yeah, that'll do it."

Tane answered, "OK, boy, they'll be along in a couple of minutes."



When we arrived at our room, he showed us around. It was a suite, not a
room. There were two huge beds, a sort of lounge room and a bathroom with
hot tub and small sauna. Tane spoke into an internal phone.

Tane told us that his big boy was excellent at massage and was training the
little one. He also told us the big lad, Rangi, was accomplished in bed,
but the little one, Wiremu, was still learning. We were not to worry about
him though, because he had done it all. Sometimes though, he still had a
little trouble with the teeth on tender parts.

We looked at each other and grinned. This was not lost on Tane who grinned
back. Tane also told us the phone was internal and external. He showed us
how to use it.

There was a light tap on the door. Tane called to come in, and the two boys
did.

They were handsome looking lads. They both had on very tiny speedos and
Rangi had on a muscle shirt, which made him look very hot. They had brown
skin and beautiful smiles. Wiremu only had on his speedos. A tiny bulge was
apparent. His nipples were translucent. I could see Robbie drool.

Tane took charge.

"Right, I think these boys need a hot tub and then they could use a
massage. Eldest to yougest.  While all that's happening, unless the boys
have any different ideas, Robbie, Dean and Wiremu should get to know each
other better. Rangi will help you with anything."

He left. There was an awkward moment but Rangi broke the tension. He
introduced himself to each of us, then took me by the hand and led me to
the hot tub. He stripped off and I could only admire his lovely cock which
was starting to thicken up. Dean stuck his head around the door and looked.

"'Sup?" asked Rangi.

"Nothing really. Robbie and Wiremu are at it and I wanted to see what you
two were up to."

By this time I was shirtless and just in my underwear. I had been beginning
to sport wood, but when I saw Dean the usual surge raced through me. I was
very hard.

"Join us in the tub, Tiger," I suggested.

"Yeah," he said.

"There's plenty of room, and enough to go round," I added as I felt Rangi's
expanding cock and rather substantial balls.

"Yeah," Dean said again.

I smiled at him and in a flash he was in my arms. He ran his hands down my
back and felt my arse. My cock was crushed against the outside of his
trousers, and I told him to get his gear off. In fact I got his gear
off. In moments he was as nude as Rangi and me. It was great to have my
little lover in my arms again.

"Looking good, Tiger," I whispered to him, "Looking good."

We inched towards the hot tub hardly breaking our embrace. Rangi came
behind us and lifted me bodily into the tub and Dean quickly after. He
turned and appeared to be leaving.

"Oy, where are you off to?" I demanded.

"Thought I might leave you guys alone for a bit."

Dean and I looked at each other.

"Bullshit," muttered Dean.

"Yeah," I added. "We want some of that." I pointed at his dick.

He laughed and told us that we could have as much as we wanted whenever we
wanted it.

I suggested to him that now would be good, and that all of it would
probably be sufficient. Again he laughed.

We heard a loud squeak and a giggle from the other room and we looked at
each other and laughed again. Robbie was rogering Wiremu.

Dean scooted over and melted into me. He reached under himself and pulled
me into himself. Rangi started to play with his own cock. Dean and I
reached for him and felt his very fat spear. I could feel us both wondering
if we could ever take it.

Dean stood up and my dick missed the security of his tight tunnel around
it. I ran my hands down his soft body and I felt him spasm. Dean had shot a
load that landed on Rangi. Rangi licked his lips and I felt him be a little
more urgent on his own shaft.

"Eh yeah," panted Rangi. "That spunk is tasty, eh."

I was still so hard I could have burst my balls. I started to stand up, and
inadvertently poked Deanie in the arse.

"Yeah, shove it in and do it again."

I really thought he would be limp after his climax but he wasn't. I noticed
Rangi had touched him up. He was stiff again. I wasn't at all sure if Rangi
was half hard or half soft. A new take on the Zen conundrum, I
suppose. However, I wasn't caring too much. I was just enjoying.

I didn't cum. Rangi broke the spell.

"C'mon A-J, we're going to make you feel good and relaxed."

I rather thought I was feeling good and relaxed up Deanie's arse. There was
another squeak from the other room. We heard Wiremu going "ooooo" and that
was that. Again I didn't think much about it. However, moments later,
Wiremu wandered into the bathroom. He was completely naked, and there was
spunk dripping down his leg.

Dean and I looked at each other.

We both said, "Robbie's asleep." We shrugged it off.

I was getting a little concerned about Robbie's sleeping habits. I was
wondering if the ankle was a little worse than he let on. I made a `note to
self' to mention it to him and if necessary Dean and Rob.

Wiremu obviously knew what was about to happen. From a sort of closet thing
he pulled down a fold up type of massage table. Rangi patted it and looked
at me. I rather thought this might be fun, and it was.

I lay on my stomach and I was completely oiled up. I could feel hands
rubbing all over me. I felt a finger caress my arsehole and I knew it was
Dean. My little Tiger. He massaged me and massaged me and massaged me. He
didn't enter me at all. All the while Rangi's strong hands were rubbing my
back down to my arse. When he came close to my crack, I heard Dean say
"Mine". Rangi chuckled and moved away.

Wiremu was just rubbing my neck. It was extraordinarily sensual. I was very
relaxed, but as horny as a three-balled tom cat. I reached down and felt
Wiremu's fat little uncut member. He was very hard, his nuts were small but
plump. He would always have what his brother had. The kind of package that
always stuck out. I really enjoyed just fiddling with it. I felt Dean wipe
the oil from my hole and then I felt the sensations of his tongue lick over
me. Rangi stopped his ministrations on my back. I felt him lift Dean on top
of me and guide him in. This was bliss. Rangi then gently lifted my head
and picked up Wiremu and I was cradled in his crotch. I sucked on his dick
while Dean was making love to me. Wiremu wiggled a bit and this heightened
my enjoyment of his tasty little morsel.

Dean was caressing me with his whole body as he moved in and out of me in
the rhythm of love. Rangi was watching and I reached out to feel his
dick. He moved closer so I could hold on to it. I moved the foreskin up and
down. I was oily, being made love to, sucking a tiny cock and feeling up
another large one. I was one bundle of senses. It was great. The inevitable
happened, and at the same time Dean blew in me. His orgasm really rocked me
and made mine the more intense.

Rangi pulled some hot towels out of a cupboard and draped them over Dean
and me. It was the perfect ending to a perfectly sensual experience.

Dean and I dozed for a few minutes on the table and Rangi and Wiremu tidied
up. I was holding Dean. We were on our sides and face to face. My dick
tickled Dean's and his tickled mine. Though we were flaccid, it still felt
great.

The boys started a gentle rubbing of us and I could feel the oil
lifting. Dean was being gently wiped by Wiremu, and I by Rangi. When he
finished my back he rolled me over and started my front. The inevitable
happened and he kissed the tip. He then placed his forehead on mine and
with his nose pressed my nose.

"Hongi," he whispered. "Maori kiss," he added.

He then stuck out his tongue and licked my lips. Before I could respond to
this sensuality, he lifted up and pulled me up with him. He led me off to
the bed. Dean was treated the same by Wiremu. I lay next to Robbie, who was
still fast asleep. I hugged him to me and he quietly moaned. I spooned him
and he settled again. His ankle did look a bit swollen. I drifted off.

Dean had snuggled into the other bed with Wiremu and Rangi. He later told
me he had shagged Wiremu, and had had a really nice play time with Rangi's
dick. It seemed that Dean too, was becoming a bit of a dick man.

I woke a bit later with a start. It was quite dark and I was alone. I felt
very relaxed. I stretched and climbed out of bed. I didn't feel too bad at
all. In fact I felt fabulous. The house was warm and I pulled on a pair of
shorts and a t-shirt.

I wandered out and heard some noise downstairs. I walked down and was
greeted by my boyfriends and our fathers.

"Aha," said my dad, "Sleeping beauty has arisen."

I grinned a bit stupidly.

"C'mon, let's eat," he said.

After we had eaten, dad asked me to come and have a chat with him.

He told me he loved me. He told me that lots. He also told me that he was
really happy I had found some close friends. He told me about the
divorce. Apart from the bit I was involved with – telling the court who
I wanted to live with – I didn't know anything about it. He had hoped
that it would have been civilised, but the bitch wouldn't let that
happen. He also told me about our ethnic background, which I found
fascinating. All about wars in India and Afghanistan in the 1800s. Why my
great-great grandfather came to Australia. How my dad's marriage was sort
of organised by the families involved. How he got himself involved in
horses and made a lot of money and so on.

He also told me how my mother was from a reasonably wealthy background. He
also told me about how her parents really adored me and made sure their
money was tied up in trusts for me. He told me about her bitterness when
dad divorced her, because he himself had no money, but he was trustee for
me. He told me the bitch was greedy, so had most of his earnings from horse
breeding channelled into another trust, out of which most everything for me
was paid. So not only did I have her parents trust when I turned 18, I also
had my father's trust at the same age. I was disgustingly wealthy. Dad also
described a ski lodge he owned and which we were going to visit. He also
told me about Rob.

Rob and Dad had been playmates at an early age. They had lived close by,
and both had played with each other's willies from when he could
remember. Their parents were friends. They went through school together and
did everything together. Their sex games never stopped. Rob was always
small, a bit like my Robbie. At about the age of thirteen or fourteen, they
knew they were in love with each other. They still were.

He told me that Rob had had a go at sex with the boys' mother and she fell
pregnant. That was why Rob was married. Rob and dad were partners in
business and Rob had taken dad's advice and tied all his money up in trusts
as well.

After the divorce, dad had tried to be with me as much as possible, but the
great cow had blocked every attempt he had made to be in constant contact
with me. Her father was disgusted with her and had disinherited her. She
hadn't known this until he had died a few years back. All his money from
his numerous businesses was channelled into my trusts. He also told me I
owned the ski lodge. All of this was mine when I turned eighteen. However,
he said that he still retained managerial control until I turned 25. This
was OK, as I was sure I would have no idea how to handle this amount of
responsibility.

Dad and I must have talked for a couple of hours, because the background
noises of the house gradually went quiet. During the course of our talk, I
had snuggled up to dad and he had put his arms around me. I yawned and
hugged into him.

"Fuck, look at the time," he exclaimed. "We should be in bed."

"I guess you and Rob will be together tonight?" I asked.

"Nah," dad replied. "I think he is having some time with his boys, like I'm
having time with you. He tells me for the last week or so he hasn't been
alone with his lads at all. There always seemed to be with someone else
there." Dad lifted his eyebrow and grinned at me. He then added, "Would you
like to sleep with me?"

"Yeah." I smiled back at him. "I sleep nude."

"So do I. Let's get ready for bed."  We went to his room.

He pulled off his shirt and I started doing the same. The sexual tension
was high. He asked me to stop and I did. He then asked if he could undress
me. I nodded an affirmative. I knew tonight we would be making love.

He stripped down to a very tiny pair of bright yellow briefs. There was a
sizeable bulge in them that they could barely contain. He moved towards me
and reached forward for my shirt. He slowly pulled it over my head and then
off. His hands slid down my torso giving me goosebumps. He then very
carefully slid his hands into my shorts. He slipped them down my
thighs. When my equipment was revealed he just bent forward and kissed
it. He looked up at me questioningly and I smiled. I had boned quick as a
flash. Dad knew it was OK with me that we were going in the right
direction.

"You shave?" he questioned me.

"Yeah," I nodded. "Deanie likes it like that."

He rubbed his hand over my shaved pubic area and smiled at me again. He
told me it looked good.

He now stood up and I could see his bulge had increased in his jocks.

"Can I take those off, please dad?" I asked.

"You can do whatever you want, whenever you want."

We looked at each other and smiled. I pulled off his tiny jocks and his
cock popped up. It was like mine with the darker colour. His sack had been
crinkled up in the small underwear, and it gradually unwound itself and
hung nicely. It wasn't huge and it wasn't small. I bent forward and kissed
his cock. I whispered to it.

"What did you say then, mate?" dad asked.

"I thanked him for making me."

We regarded each other and laughed. We crawled into the bed in a hurry and
cuddled into each other face to face. We kissed and our dicks rubbed
together.  Our hands wandered over each other, discovering each other. We
were caught in a whirlpool of passion. It was different to when I was with
Dean and Robbie. This was the same flesh bonding. Somehow dad was inside
me. His long strokes sent me to a different place. When he came inside me,
I felt more bonded to him than I ever had before. Then I was in him. I felt
I was giving back to my dad the love he had given me. I wanted to be
totally inside him. I came and gave him back what he had given me. Dad's
responses were passionate. When we were both satisfied, we just lay into
each other softly kissing and touching. I dozed off.

Some moments or hours later, I don't know which, I awoke to a familiar
nuzzling in my neck. Dean had joined dad and me. As always, he was trying
to get through my skin, or so it seemed. I moved a little to pull him on
top of me. I tried not to disturb dad. He muttered a little in his sleep
and hugged both of us. Dean kissed me and I felt myself harden again.

"I love you, Tiger."

"I love you more than anything and I missed you," he whispered back.

My hand wandered down his back to his arse. In pulling us towards himself,
Dad's hand had come to rest there already. His middle finger was in Dean's
crack. It was moving against Dean's pucker, but hadn't penetrated.

"You OK, Tiger? My dad's fingering you."

"Yeah, it's nice," he whispered back to me. "But I want you to make love to
me again."

I was as hard as a chocolate fish on ice. (I was learning New Zealand
language/slang.)

"Dean scoot up here and let me kiss your bits and pieces."

He did. I did. He giggled a little.

"Your dad feels nice," he whispered.

I was a bit perplexed as his backside was on my chin. I caressed his arm
and followed it down to his hand. His hand was playing with my dad's
dick. It was hard.

"You really like dicks, doncha?"

"Yeah, sure do," the little fellow replied. "Yours is the best, though."

He scrambled down and kissed my solid member.

"Now get on top of me and put it in me," he ordered.

I complied. He was obviously still ready from the fun he had had earlier
with his dad and brother. I slid in easily, and again we became one. The
absolute velvet of his insides caressed my cock, and I hoped he was feeling
as good as I was. His moans seemed to indicate that he was. We were so into
it, I had forgotten about Dean's propensity to vocalising his passion. I
tried to kiss him quiet so as not to wake dad, but it was too late. I
sensed, rather than saw, dad watching us.

Dad said, "Can I feel your dick, Dean, if it's OK with you and A-J?"

We must have said yes, because I felt dad's hand between us, and him
stroking Dean's dick as I pumped into him.

It was great sex. When I came I felt the ecstasy of the blow, but I felt
every milligram of love that I had for my Tiger pump into him, and I felt
his love returned to me.

Dad had withdrawn and I sensed his smile.

"You guys have the same thing Rob and I do," he remarked.

I added a bit breathlessly. "It's the same with Robbie too, only
different."

That was the last I remembered of the night. I awoke totally refreshed and
ready to face the day. I was a bit cum-caked, but I didn't mind. Everything
comes off in the shower. And it did. Dad was already up, and Dean and I
were alone and went and showered together. We had a right proper suck and
fuck fest in the shower just to get rid of the morning's lust. We dressed
and went downstairs to breakfast. Robbie was by himself. Dean and I walked
over to him and kissed him good morning. He shoved his hand up the leg of
my shorts and diddled on my dick for a moment and then did the same to
Dean. Dean was under the table in a flash, had Robbie's dick out and was
giving him a blow job of the `real fast' variety. I was licking corn flakes
from out Robbie's mouth. Robbie stiffened and came. Dean emerged from under
the table looking pleased with himself.

"Hmmmmmmm" he said licking his lips. "Not much on offer. I guess Wiremu is
walking a little funny at the moment. No time to recharge fully, then?"

"Well, he did walk into the room just as I was waking up," sniggered
Robbie.

"Slut," I said without rancour. We all laughed.

"Yeah," replied Robbie. "Those little ones sure know how to go off like
fire crackers," he added.

Dean and I poured ourselves cereal and sat down to eat. We chatted about
the day's plans, which we didn't have. Shagging seemed to be very high on
the `to do' list.

We were interrupted by my dad stomping in. He was dressed very warmly and
looked as if he had been out in the rain.

"C'mon guys, get into winter gear. We're off to the airport."

We groaned.

"Well c'mon, don't you want to go snowboarding and stuff?"

In a flash we were downstairs dressed for the snow. All our gear had been
taken to the car, apparently by Tane and Rangi and we just had our one
piece of luggage with our clothes.

Dad said, "Rob has buggered off to a meeting with some owners and
trainers...

"And some stable boys I bet..." muttered Robbie.

Dad pretended not to hear him and continued. "...and will be joining us in
a couple of days. You guys are to have a good time. You'll be staying at
A-J's lodge."

We all tumbled out to the car and zoomed off to Mangere domestic. Dad
explained a bit more.

"You'll be going down to the South Island on my plane. You'll be picked up
at the airport in Dunedin and driven to the lodge."

"Aren't you coming too dad?" I asked.

"Nah, I'm staying up here and coming down with Rob. Also, I want to check
out any stable boys he might find."

He looked at Robbie who wriggled a little uncomfortably, but also smirked.

Dad continued his explanation and instructions.

"The lodge is a `men only' lodge, which actually means `gay only'. The next
10 days have been ruled `fully booked' so you will be the only
guests. There's a staff of 12 men who are instructors, cooks, first-aiders
and so on. Go nowhere without informing security. This is very serious. You
can drink if you want. Not before 5 o'clock and not to get drunk. There are
five youngsters there as well. Their ages are from 8-13. They are there,
along with the other guys, to ensure all your needs, wants and pleasures
are met. Do you get my drift?"

"Do you mean all the staff and the kids are open for sex?" Robbie was quite
direct.

"Absolutely," replied dad. "All you need to do is ask. But I do expect you
to be thoughtful and courteous."

"Did you and Rob lay this on just for us?" I asked my dad.

"Yep, consider it a gift from us to you guys. There's also a surprise for
you as well," dad added.

"Keerist," sighed Robbie. "All this and a surprise."

We thought a bit about what dad had said. Unusually we were silent. Dean
was lying against me and I had my arm around him. My other arm went around
Robbie. He sighed contentedly and rested his hand in my lap. I was pretty
boned, but not too badly. Suddenly our quiet mood was interrupted by our
arrival at the airport. We off-loaded and were ushered to a very sleek
looking little jet.

"The steward will help you with everything. His name is Alex, and he is
very good in bed. You might want to try him out on the way. I suspect he
would like to be with three beautiful boys." Dad laughed. "The pilot is
pretty hunky too, but he will be otherwise engaged."

We crossed the tarmac and climbed the stairs. Alex was waiting at the top
to show us how to buckle up. The plane was like a small lounge room, and
the armchairs were very, very comfortable.

"Alex, make sure these lads have everything, and I mean everything, they
want." Dad gave the order to the sleek black haired blue eyed Alex. Dad
left after giving us all a kiss and a hug. He gave Alex a good feel. We
giggled. Alex went a little red, but smiled. It was from his eyes too, not
from his mouth like a lot of the other airline stewards.

Our bag was stowed, and Alex helped us to buckle up. He checked Robbie
first. It appeared to take a little longer than I thought necessary. I
heard Robbie giggle. I thought, "ah-ha" and then it was my turn. Expertly,
Alex shoved his hands down my thermals and felt my cock. He arranged it a
little and checked the buckle of the seat belt was done up properly. I
couldn't help but giggle a little as well.

"Just making sure the buckle doesn't injure your equipment," Alex whispered
to me. He moved on to Dean.

Dean must have had his equipment in a dangerous spot, as Alex spent some
little time arranging it. Deanie was really giggling. Alex ensured the door
was properly fastened. He spoke into a phone to the pilot, and we were
ready for take-off. As we were taxiing out, Alex did the little emergency
procedure routine in such a way that it had us falling about laughing. It
was truly a high-camp performance. However, at the end of it, we really did
know where the emergency exit was and what to do if trouble occurred.

Alex went to the back of the plane and we took off. When we were sky borne,
the seatbelt light went off and we unbuckled and stood up. Alex came
sauntering in and told us where the lavatories were, and asked if we wanted
something to eat. We were hungry, and decided to chow down. Delicious
smells soon filled the aircraft. We sat down to a very edible roast lamb
with baked potatoes, baked carrot and pumpkin with Yorkshire pud. It was a
huge meal.

I could tell it hadn't been nuked, and asked Alex. He explained it had been
pre-cooked and packed while piping hot into some sort of super
insulator. That's why it tasted fresh, and didn't have the metallic
microwaved flavour. I couldn't believe we had eaten so much.

"How long before we arrive?" asked Dean.

"About an hour and a half," answered Alex.

"Cool," said the Tiger. "Can we have a look round the plane?"

"Yep," said Alex.

He checked with the pilot who said it was OK for us to have a look in the
cockpit. We did and oohed and ahhed at all the gadgets and dials.

"Why's it called a cockpit?" asked Dean.

"It's a pit for us to play with our cocks in," answered Ray, the pilot
immediately. He rubbed his crotch and laughed.

"OK," said Alex, "Enough of that. We don't want to fly into a mountain."

"No mountains this high up," said the pilot. He laughed anyway.

"Are we a mile high?" asked Dean again.

"Much more than," replied Alex.

"Is there a bedroom on the plane?" Dean again.

Robbie and I looked at each other and then at Dean. We certainly knew what
he was getting at.

"Yep," replied Alex. "Let me show you."

He did, and we did.

The bed was not big. It was about an ordinary double bed size. It was very
comfortable and quite squishy for three. We managed though. I shagged
Robbie, and he shagged Dean. Dean double teamed with Robbie to shag me and
then I had a piece of Dean. It was really great fun. Not love-making, just
fucking. We were now in the Mile-High Club. We high-fived each other and
played with each other's dicks a bit.

Robbie mused, "I wonder if Alex would like to pop in?"

Before we could say anything else, the curtain flew back and Alex was
there.

"I thought you would never ask," he said breathily.

I scooted over to the side and pulled Dean on top of me. Robbie wriggled
over as well and made a space for Alex next to him. Alex was naked in a
nanosecond. He lay down next to Robbie. He was hard and his cock curved
upwards. He was thin and nicely tanned. All over. Strangely, it was Dean
who started the action. He reached over and grabbed Alex's prick. He
stroked it a bit, crawled off me and started sucking it. Alex just
moaned. Robbie and I looked at each other wide-eyed for a moment, and then
started on top of Alex simultaneously. Robbie stuck his cock in Alex's
mouth and I fingered his arse. Dean sucked on.

I rather think Alex was quite taken with Dean. I saw his hand move towards
Dean's backside. I grabbed the hand, rubbed it over my equipment and then
guided him towards Dean's. He felt around a bit and moaned. Dean was
astraddle Alex's chest with his arse pointing towards Alex's face. I moved
Alex's hand to Dean's rump and he slid a finger down Dean's crease. He
obviously reached the pucker, as Dean lifted himself off the cock and
looked at me. I smiled at Dean, and he leant in for a kiss. We made out for
a moment or two and then I nodded back at the former object of his
attentions.

Dean smiled and went back to work. Robbie was being sucked, Dean was being
fingered and was sucking and I was doing nothing. I rested back on the bed
and started to wank.

I thought that this was the first time I had done this in I didn't know how
long. I could hardly remember my last tug. I smiled to myself.

Suddenly Alex convulsed, and Dean was swallowing furiously. Robbie too
stiffened up, and his groans attested to the fact of his own orgasm. Alex
was out of Dean's mouth and only half hard. Robbie was on his back and
doing his usual drift off. Dean was back on top of me. Dean and I were both
hard, and as he lay on my chest, quietly nuzzling my neck, I shoved my hips
up and entered him. I pulled Robbie towards me and kissed him. He
responded. I disengaged my arm from around his neck and snaked my hand down
to play with his cock. The three of us melded again. This time it wasn't a
fuck, it was us becoming one again. We seemed to hang there forever. Before
the total consummation, a voice came over the speaker that we would be
landing in about ten minutes and we had to get ready.

There was movement beside us, and Alex stood up.

"Sorry to break this up guys, but we do have to buckle up and all that."

Alex was dressed in his uniform jump suit, and we struggled into our
clothes. It was a bit tricky with boners etc, but we managed. We went to
our seats. Well, Robbie and I went to ours, but Dean sat on my lap for a
bit.

We kissed and cuddled and Robbie shouted out he wanted some too. He joined
us on my seat, and we were into a serious three-way snog when Alex emerged
again with warm towels to clean our faces. They were quite refreshing. He
directed us to our seats and checked our belts again. This time he gave
each one of us a nice feel, and we returned the favour.

Immediately after landing, Alex went through another camp routine about
hoping we enjoyed the flight. We were laughing a lot.

Dean piped up with, "Well, Alex, the servicing was excellent."

Alex bent over him and gave him a peck. I noticed Dean's hand sneak inside
Alex's overall.

"Aha, no undies... love it. Still can't tell whether cut or uncut... have
to check next time."

Alex's eyebrow shot up. "Certainly sir, anytime."

Robbie and I looked at each other and grinned.

We disembarked after thanking the pilot and were loaded into a rather
elegant looking stretch limo.

The driver, whose name was Nick, was a clean-cut looking guy who picked us
up from the private entrance and whisked us off. He had another guy with
him called Nelson, who he said was his co-driver and our chalet host. He
told us our baggage would all be taken care of. It was extremely cold.

We drove off. Nick started to chat with us.

"We won't get to the chalet until about 6 this evening. It's a long drive I
know, but it is very pretty. In about an hour we'll see more snow than you
have ever seen in your life, and there is a prediction of very heavy snow
tonight. We definitely want to be back before that starts."

The limo was very warm and certainly comfortable. I sat in the middle and
Robbie and Dean nestled into my shoulders and neck. My arms were around
them. They dozed. I was very wide awake. I wasn't sure why.

"Nelson," I asked the blond young guy in front, "What is a chalet host?"

"Oh, it's my job to see you have everything you want, and to organise your
skiing, skating, snowboarding and so on. Also any entertainment you might
want." He chuckled.

"Sure, anything we have is yours. We are all here for your enjoyment. This
is to be the best holiday you have ever had... those are our orders. So
anything you want, your wish is our command." He smiled.

Impetuously I said, "I want to see your cock."

Nelson replied, "Of course."

He made his way to the back of the limo and sat facing the three of
us. Dean had stirred and his hand had somehow gotten into my shirt and he
was playing with my nipples. Robbie hadn't made any movement except his
even breathing.

I whispered to Dean, "You want to see too, don't you?"

He nodded back and slipped his hand from my nip down my pants. I always
enjoyed it when he fiddled with me.

Nelson made his way to the back of the car and sat opposite us three. I was
happy to see a nice bulge and I leaned forward to have a feel. I rubbed
between his legs and he smiled. The lump felt nice and firm. My movements
had disturbed Robbie. He opened one eye and said,

"For chrissakes, A-J, couldn't you wait?"

"No," I replied.

"OK," he said. He just went back to sleep. I laughed and carried on. Nelson
had unzipped his jeans and pulled them down. I liked what I saw and told
him so. He had a nice length and was cut. His pubes were short. I felt Dean
squeeze my tit and suddenly I was very horny. I grabbed Dean and pulled
down his strides. I pulled him in front of me and made him arch back. He
offered no resistance. His tool was sticking out and I caressed his taut
belly. His head was over my shoulder and he kissed my ear. It tickled and
heightened the sensations I was feeling. Dean's hand was groping for my
cock. I grabbed Nelson's half hard tool and started tickling Dean's balls
with it.

"Jesus Christ," moaned Nelson. "Fuck that's good."

He was seriously boned now and so was Dean. Dean had my prick out and was
playing with the head. Suddenly Nelson tensed and blew a load all over
Dean's equipment. I squished it around to his hole and as my prick was now
out, I entered him using Nelson's spooge as lube. This was a good fuck. The
car stank of spunk and sex. It was really very good. Dean was still hard
and leaning back on me. Nelson moved forward and sucked on Dean's
cock. Dean tensed and blew his load in Nelson's mouth. Nelson swallowed and
I kissed into Dean. Robbie moved a little.

"Fuck, did I miss out on an orgy or something," he muttered sleepily.

"No orgy, but just an entrée for the tastes of the next week or so,"
responded Nelson.

"OK," mumbled Robbie, "But someone please suck my cock."

Dean and I looked at each other and then Nelson. Dean had started to rub
his brother's crotch and there was definitely wood. Robbie murmured his
approval. Nelson smiled at us and we indicated for him to go right
ahead. Robbie's dick was out in an instant and buried in Nelson's mouth.

"Jesus, I've died and gone to heaven," mumbled Robbie.

He tensed and blew. He just rolled over and went back to sleep. His pants
were still around his thighs. Nelson looked at him approvingly.

"He might be a dozy bastard and his equipment isn't that big, but Christ,
he sure delivers a load," Nelson mused.

Dean and I agreed.

"So that's what a chalet host does, is it?" I asked.

"Yep, and more," said Nelson. "We have a stable of young bucks who are
essentially yours for the asking. Anyway you want it. We have some older
guys as well who you may want for a bit of diversity. We also have a couple
of younger lads who aren't experienced and a couple of them are still
virgins. We understand from the boss that with you guys here that is not
going to be a permanent state for them."

We all laughed.

Nelson continued. "Also whatever you want to eat or drink is OK. You just
ask me to organise anything and I will. That goes for the sports side as
well. If you guys are as horny as I am, then I can assure you that all that
will be taken care of. Everyone at the chalet is yours. There are a few
very hunky security guys there as well. They're also on the menu. There are
17 of us, including the kids. No-one is off limits. Now that I've seen you
guys too, I bet you'll get a few propositions from the staff. If you don't
want to play say `no' and they won't bother you again. If you feel a bit
shy, just ask me and I'll organise it. Whatever you want. Whenever you
want."

I reached over and felt Nelson's tackle.

"I might want to play with this more..."

"Whenever you want. Your wish is my command. Would you like to have a look
at some staff photos?" He laughed.

Dean and I looked at each other and Robbie stirred a bit.

"Oh yes," I said.

Robbie sat up and rubbed his eyes. I gave him a peck on the lips and so did
Dean.

"I want to talk to you later," I whispered to him.

He nodded assent.

Nelson had fossicked around a bit and from a pocket in the car pulled out a
photo album. He opened it and there was a very nice picture of a rather
hunky guy of about 30 or so. The first picture was of him clothed. The
second was of him naked; the third of him naked and erect. The fourth was
an arse shot. He was smiling in each shot, and I almost creamed just
looking.

Dean, who hadn't disengaged himself from my lap at this point just
wriggled. Robbie, just said,

"Keerist!"

"This is Bogdan. He's security and very popular with the guests. He loves
bottoming, but when he tops he's fantastic."

 The next page showed another gorgeous guy. He was quite thin but wiry. The
page had the same set of four poses.

"This is Brandon. He just likes sex. He will do anything with anybody. Just
ask him to do it and he will do it. He's lots of fun."

We cranked through the book. The guys were listed alphabetically. When we
got to R, there was a Roland. He was 8. He was blond, blue-eyed and had a
squat little cock to die for.

"Is he on the menu?" I asked already knowing the answer.

"Oh yes, and he really needs some assistance in getting rid of that
cherry," responded Nelson. "Are you the man for the job, A-J?"

"No, but I think Dean is."

Dean giggled his OK at my suggestion.

I smiled at my Tiger and diddled a little on Robbie's still bare cock.

"Bugger," said Robbie. "I rather thought that I might be the one for that
job."

"Well if you like them young, check out Salvatore and Xander," responded
Nelson

"Christ," muttered Robbie, "That kid looks about five."

"No, no," answered Nelson, "He's ten."

"Choice," said Robbie. "I'll have him. Where's he from?"

"Brazil," said Nelson. "He was an orphan and he took to Kemahl straight
away. Somehow Kemahl got him a residency here, and he's been with us ever
since. He's really cute and very funny. I think you'll like him."

I did. Robbie had decided he would have little Salvatore; Dean had decided
on Roland. In the youth stakes that left me with Xander, aged 9. I looked
at his pictures. He was stunningly beautiful. There was something familiar
about his face that I couldn't quite place.

"Where's Xander from?" I asked Nelson.

"He's a Kiwi, but his folks are from the Middle East somewhere. I'm not
sure where. We thought you might want him. He is beautiful, isn't he?"

I looked at him again. His beauty was ethereal. I couldn't wait to see him
in the flesh... all of it.

Nick called out to us that we would only be about 10 minutes until we hit
the chalet. He also suggested we try and wipe the fog off the windows and
have a look outside. We did. Through the dusky light we could see the
beginnings of snow. It was spooky quiet and very gentle. We adjusted
ourselves into our clothes.

We finally reached the gates of the place. A wrapped up security guy, whom
I knew from his photo to be Bogdan, waved us through and we proceeded on
another couple of kilometres. By this time it was very dark and the snow
was coming down more heavily.

When we arrived at the front door of the brightly lit chalet, we were
greeted and ushered in very quickly. It was freezing outside the car but
inside the chalet it was very, very warm.

I was surprised we didn't see the lights from the gates, but Nelson
explained that we had driven behind a hill and nothing was visible from the
road.

Faces familiar from the photos hovered around and greeted us. Nelson ran
through a barrage of names and ushered us off to our rooms.

"Hey Nelson," Robbie asked, "How come we got separate rooms?"

Nelson laughed. "Well, you do and you don't. The rooms all open on to each
other, but just in case you want privacy, at the flick of a switch, you
have it. And, there is no rule saying you have to stay in your own bed. The
beds are big enough."

Nelson was right. The beds were big enough. Big enough for at least four
comfortably. As we were looking at the rooms, we were joined by Roland,
Salvatore and Xander. They were dressed in very tight and short shorts, and
very tight T-shirts. They looked great. Nelson did the introductions. He
told all three boys our names, and then took Roland and told him that Dean
was going to be his partner for the evening. He did likewise with Salvatore
for Robbie, and Xander for me. He told us dinner would be in about an hour.

He then admonished them to show us everything the rooms had. He also
pointed to their crotches and told them they must show us everything they
had as well. He laughed and left us to our own devices, though not without
saying that cherries would best be taken after dinner.

Robbie took the lead. He looked at Dean and me and patted the bed. We sat
next to him. He beckoned the boys towards us.

He said to them, "Right guys, you all are beautiful. We all want you...
each of you. Tonight is going to be one of the most important nights of
your life, and you will become our special friends." Robbie sounded a
little pompous.

The little fellows nodded solemnly.

"Come here kids."

They came up close to us. Robbie reached out for Salvatore and I took
Xander. Roland automatically went to Dean.

I looked Xander up and down with approval. He was totally gorgeous. I
rubbed my hands over his tight t-shirt and slipped my fingers under it. His
flesh was soft. He squirmed a little. Dean had started tongue wrestling
with Roland and was right into it. Robbie was just touching Salvatore's
face. The little fellow was smiling and trying to lick Robbie's fingers. It
was kind of cute to watch. However, I turned back to my Xander. He took my
other hand and put it on his little bulge. I am such a sucker for cocks. I
felt it and it hardened in his shorts. It was a small bulge, and even
though the shorts were very thin, and he obviously had no underwear, I
couldn't tell if he was cut or not. I couldn't remember from his picture. I
had to find out. The little tease was thrusting into my hand, and giggling
sweetly.

"Would you like a nice hot bath," he whispered to me.

"Yeah," I whispered back.

"C'mon then."

He took my hand and dragged me to a beautifully appointed bathroom. The
bath was like a swimming pool and could easily accommodate eight to ten
grown men. There was already steaming water in it. He pulled me down to his
pint-sized level. I was kneeling in front of him.

"Would you like me to wash your back?" he whispered again.

"Yeah," I answered, not sure why we were whispering. "I'd also love you to
wash other bits of me too, please."

He giggled and whispered again. "OK, I like washing people. Bogdan says I'm
good at it."

I thought a second or two. "Is Bogdan your special friend?"

The little fellow nodded.

"Would you like him to be with us tonight?"

Again Xander nodded, and blushed a deep red. Impulsively he hugged me and
kissed my cheek. My hands slipped down to his backside and I felt his firm
little mounds. I hugged him and I could feel a tension further developing
in my own pants. He moved, bussed me on the lips, stood back a little. I
hooked my thumbs under his shirt and pulled it over his head. He stood
there smiling and still a little red. The darkness of the red was a
beautiful contrast to his light creamy brown skin. I licked his little nips
and he giggled. My hands were on his hips and I edged his shorts down. His
hips were bony, but he had a beautiful soft layer of puppy fat. Not too
much, but just enough to say that here was a boy. The waistband of his
shorts was just above his package and he deftly turned around, did a sort
of wiggle with his hips and his shorts were around his ankles. His back was
still towards me and he stepped out of his shorts and bent over and picked
up his shirt and shorts.

As he bent over, I saw his little spot. My finger just touched it in a
trice and he wiggled a bit. He stood up and faced me. His little cock was
half hard and I put out my hand to touch him. It was still curled a bit
around his tiny nut sack but a little tickle from me brought it out to
play. He was cut. I kissed him on the end and he quickly drew in a breath.
He was smiling. He was also stiff. I reckoned he was about 4 centimetres.

"You are beautiful."

He just beamed at me.

"Can I wash you now, please?"

"Yes of course." My clothes were on the floor in a millisecond.

We went down two steps into the bath. It was hot but perfect. I could feel
myself deflating a bit but wasn't too worried. The little fellow had a
washer and some very luxurious feeling soap. He was behind me and rubbing
my back. I was almost purring. He moved in front of me and started on my
chest. I just laid back and enjoyed. Somehow, he was between my legs and
washing my face with gentle strokes. I felt totally relaxed and not
particularly sexually charged. I opened my eyes and noticed he was sweating
a great deal. I brushed the sweat from his face with my hand and asked him
if he was OK.

"Oh yes, I love doing this. It makes me feel good."

He leaned into me and whispered, "A-J, will you please feel me a little
bit."

I kissed his nose and my hands went to his little tool. It was floppy, but
not for long. Like about two seconds. He was in my arms in about half that
time and rubbing and hugging and kissing me. I was wondering what a little
sexual dynamo I had happening here. He pushed my hand into the cleft of his
bottom and told me to feel him there. I pressed his little button and my
finger slipped partway in.

"You really are going to do it tonight, aren't you?" he whispered at me.

"If you want me to, I am." I whispered back.

"Yes please, A-J, please. Do it now, if you want."

At this point, my lust was pretty strong. My dick had reached full mast and
was toying with his back door. I had to pull myself up pretty fast.

"Not till after dinner. And don't you want Bogdan with us?"

He smiled coyly, and I pulled myself back from the edge.

Dean and Roland wandered in. They were both naked. Roland had a little
uncut cock and was half-hard. Dean of course was fully hard.  Roland's
willy looked like a kiwi, I decided and told Dean so. All four of us
laughed, and Roland made his kiwi wiggle.

I thought I had better get out of my tub as I was starting to rev up again.
Dean did that to me every time. Somehow, a message filtered through to
Robbie and he and his little protégé wandered into the bathroom as well.
Salvatore was stiff. I wasn't sure if he was cut or not. If he were, his
foreskin had pulled right back. Robbie was full on hard and I bent over and
kissed it.

"Me too, please," muttered Dean.

The three little ones chimed in with the same request. I laughed and
complied. Everyone got a peck on the tip.

"Enough," said Robbie, "I'm starving. You three get something on, we're
going to eat food before we eat you for desert."

The little ones scampered off. I thought that Robbie had something to
say. Dean sensed it too.

"What's the prob, mate?" I asked.

"You said you wanted to talk to me about something."

"Yeah, I do. I'm just worried about your ankle. You still seem to have a
bit of pain, and every now and then you have a limp."

Dean looked at me and nodded. He'd noticed too.

"Yeah, I do," said Robbie, "But nothing a bit of time, an occasional
Panadol, an elastic bandage, lots of love and a lot of sex and some more
sex won't cure." He laughed and we smiled, not totally convinced.

"Well don't do anything stupid," Dean and I said almost simultaneously.

Robbie smiled at us. "Let's eat... oh and I love you guys so much."

We hugged together.

The little ones were in the next room and just chatting. They were in short
silk kimonos. Their jewels were almost, but not quite on display.

Dean oozed himself into my mind. He was very good at that. I felt his
concern for Robbie. I put my arm around his shoulder and hugged him to
me. He kissed my tit. Salvatore ran up to Robbie, grabbed his hand and
directed it to his backside. I saw a little bit of movement under the
kimono. Salvatore squeaked.

"Soon it will be mine," Robbie growled in a stage whisper.

We pulled on our trackies and t-shirts and the little ones grabbed our
hands and led us to dinner.

We had a full complement of 17 residents and us at the table. Obviously
someone was the cook and it didn't come out until I asked. One of the guys
explained that everyone takes a turn at kitchen duties, but Nelson
supervises everything.

I noticed Bogdan sitting opposite Xander and me and I caught a sly wink
from Bogdan to Xander. The little guy blushed and giggled. The talk was
usual guy talk. The latest football (Rugby Union) scores, the likelihood of
more snow, and so forth.

I quizzed Bogdan about security on the front gates. He explained that the
snowfall was so heavy, that it would be impossible for anyone to get up the
track. There was also electronic security – Blue Tooth no less. He had a
soft baritone voice and a lilting accent, and I could see Xander's loving
looks towards him.

After the meal a couple of the guys cleaned up. Others went to do other
things and four of the lads started the most erotic came of Twister I have
ever seen. It was nude.

I sat on a big comfortable lounge with Xander beside me and watched the
antics. Likewise did Robbie and Dean with their little pals on other
sofas. I indicated to Bogdan to sit with us.

Xander stretched himself out so his head was in my lap and his feet were on
Bogdan's. He was quite comfortable, thank you very much.

Bogdan seemed quite content and rubbed the little chap's legs, up his
thighs and way under his kimono. Xander's spike was standing at attention.
I leaned over to Bogdan and asked if he wanted to join us in our bed for
the night. He looked lovingly at Xander and I knew the answer. Bogdan
slipped his hand higher and I saw a finger stroke Xander's tool just once
under the kimono. He then withdrew his hand.

"I will get changed and come to you... either here or in your room." Is
there any clothing you especially want me to wear? Bogdan asked.

"Yeah," I said a little breathlessly, "I'd love to see you in really tight
short shorts... something that sets of what looks to be a nice bulge."

He chuckled and mentioned my wish was his command, and sauntered off. His
arse looked really fine. It seemed to me that a similar scenario was being
played out by my lovers on the another two couches. Nelson had been sitting
with Robbie and Salvatore and another guy I now know as Krys had been with
Dean and Roland. We later found out that Xander, Salvatore and Roland had
contrived together to try and get us to ask their "mentor/boyfriends" to
join us for their deflowering. Everybody seemed happy about this so why the
hell not.

Shortly the three guys rejoined us in the rec room dressed as each of us
required. Bogdan looked really great in his short shorts which truly hugged
his tackle. One of the lads who was playing Twister gave a wolf whistle
from his bent over and twisted position. Bogdan just calmly reached out
smiling and stuck his finger in the guy's arse. The guy straightened up
very quickly making all players lose balance and they fell in a naked
writhing mass. It was very funny and everyone was laughing.

As one, the nine of us thought this might be a good time to retire to our
rooms and we did. The one huge room had had the dividing walls closed and
we now had three very spacious bedrooms. Robbie Dean and I tacitly decided
this was the way to go and we gave each other a hug before each of us
retired with our lad and his mentor.

We had naturally felt each other during our hug, and as always we were
boned. It seemed strange going to bed without Dean and Robbie and they
confessed likewise to me. We somehow knew we would be together before
morning, but didn't say anything about it out loud. Dean's lingering kiss
said it all.

I went to my room and Bogdan and Xavier were waiting. I slipped off my
clothes and stood naked in front of them. I lay on the bed and Bogdan lay
beside me. Xavier was trembling a bit and I beckoned him towards me. Bogdan
murmured something to the little guy as I opened his robe and he was
totally flaccid and nude.

"C'mon mate," I cooed at him, "Let's see what Bogdan has."

He smiled weakly, knowing that he soon was going to be changed forever.

His slightly plumped, but little willy was hanging over his tiny sac.

I started to rub the front of Bogdan's shorts. He responded and moved a
little closer.

"You are packing quite a weapon there, mate," I told him.

He smiled and just let go a long sigh. I grabbed little Xander's hand and
placed it on Bogdan's bulge and rubbed it on the lump. I began to feel lust
kicking in.

"I'm going to do it all on top of you if I can," I said to Bogdan. "Tell me
if we get too heavy or you get uncomfortable. Do whatever you want to
either of us, but leave those shorts on, man. They are sooo sexy!"

He smiled and I knew he understood where I was going. I wasn't sure I knew,
but he sure did.

I disposed of Xander's robe, and gently pushed him back onto Bogdan's
chest. Bogdan was whispering nonsense to him and he seemed to relax. His
legs fell either side of the big guy and his jewels were laid before me to
enjoy. And I did. I sucked all around his balls and licked his cocklet. It
stood up very straight. I came down on him as gently as I could and kissed
him deeply. He sucked on my tongue. I went to about a million revs. I went
down on his still virgin cherry, and licked around his sweet sphincter. He
trembled. I wasn't lubed and my cockhead started to play around his arse. I
felt lube being applied to my rock hard cock and in Xander's crack. In the
dim light, I saw a couple of tears in his eyes. I kissed them away and
whispered.

"Do you really want to do this?"

He silently nodded.

"You know it will hurt?"

Again the nod.

I kissed him on the nose. Bogdan had gently gabbed Xander under the arms
and behind his knees. He was ready for penetration. I pushed slowly forward
and entered him. Like little Jo, he froze with the initial penetration.  He
was very tight of course. I somehow felt Bogdan ooze his love into the
little fellow.  Bogdan never stopped talking nonsense words to him.  He was
soothing Xander, gentling him.  Simultaneously Xander and I felt the
dynamic of lust take over.  I could see tears in Bogdan's eyes.  His little
boy was no longer a little boy.  He was on his way to manhood.  I whispered
to Bogdan to get the shorts off.  There was a ripping sound of Velcro, and
they just fell away.  Bogdan's cock stood up between my legs and tickled my
balls.  I thrust further forward and suddenly Xander was totally impaled.
His eyes opened wide and he gave a tiny cry.

"That's good... when does it hurt?"

Bogdan whispered to him that if it didn't hurt now, it probably never
would.  He seemed to relax and I started the strokes.  As I pumped,
Bogdan's cock continued to massage my balls.  His hands continually
caressed the little guy and Xander was into it.  He grabbed my neck and
pulled me down for a kiss.  His tongue swirled in my mouth and around my
tongue.  He broke away and turned towards Bogdan and kissed him.  If it
were possible, Bogdan's prong seemed to get longer and poke me more.  This
heightened my pleasure and suddenly I was spewing my jizz as high as I
could go into Xander.  Xander's back arched and his little spear convulsed
and he cried out in joy.  We were both slippery with sweat and I slipped to
the side.  Bogdan's arm caught me and he kissed me.

"Thank you, A-J...  You were good to him."

Xander quickly turned around on Bogdan's chest and kissed him longingly and
passionately.  I reached down to feel the weapon that had been tickling my
nuts.  It was long and hard and fat.  It was uncut.  I felt the foreskin.
It was soft and moveable, but covered a rod of steel.  I made a mental note
to try it out.

Xander had dozed off in Bogdan's arm.  The big man appeared very happy just
holding him.  He seemed happy to be just holding me as well.  I knew
though, he was most happy for the little fellow.

Bogdan whispered to me.

"You were very good with my boy here.  He's very happy.  My guess is he is
out for the night now.  He sleeps very, very heavily.  You can wake him up
and take him again of course."

I heard myself say, "Now why would I do that when I have a hunk like you
next to me."

Bogdan chuckled softly.

"Anytime you want...  but remember that Xander is your special friend now."

"Yes he is and no he's not," I replied, "He's ours."

Very gently Bogdan placed the sleeping lad to the side and completely
turned to me.

"You are a very sweet man, A-J, and what I have is yours."

I reached down and felt his fat uncut cock.  I kissed his lips and I felt
him harden more, if that were possible.

"I really want you to fuck me Bogdan," I heard myself say.  "I want to see
if I can take this monster."

"So I'm a challenge, am I?" Bogdan laughingly enquired.

I just grabbed his big boy and aimed it at my hole and pushed back.  Bogdan
told me to wait a minute and he lubed himself then me.  He then shoved
forward and I was impaled.  It was big, thick and it hurt.  After a few
moments the hurt disappeared and the familiar pleasure reasserted itself. I
spun around on his cock and we were face to face.  I moved in to kiss him
and we kissed as friends on a mission.  Lust and passion combined to make
this a fantastic fuck.  Bogdan shagged me until my teeth rattled.  I felt
his muscular body; sucked on his tits; smelled his pits; played with his
balls; and all the time he fucked me.  The fuck ended when he sensed I was
about to come.  He delivered his load in massive spurts in my arse.  I
thought he would blow his brains out.  He shot what felt like gallons.
Then suddenly he was sucking my juice out of me.  I didn't think I would
have that much in me after Xander, but I did.  I enjoyed every spurt.

Inevitably we went to sleep. Bogdan cuddled us both to himself and I felt
strangely safe - not that there was anything to be afraid of.  It was odd
however, going to sleep without either Dean or Robbie. I woke up sometime
in the night and went for a piss. It was a very satisfying piss but I have
to say I missed my little Tiger.

I peaked into his room and saw him curled up against Roland's man. I crept
up to him and kissed him behind the ear. He grumbled a little stretched and
muttered, "I love you A-J. I just knew you'd come."

"I better go back to little Xander. Was everything good with you and
Roland?"

"Yeah," Dean replied. "It was beautiful, just beautiful. I think I love him
in a funny sort of way... like I love Kim." In the half light he gave me
wicked smile. "Linden's pretty good too; nice cock, great technique..."
Linden was Roland's mentor.

"Grrrr," I replied and ruffled his hair. We smiled, kissed and I trotted
back to bed.

When I slipped under the bedclothes Bogdan's massive arm cuddled me into
him. "A-J, I repeat, you are a very kind man. I thought Xander was going to
wake up without you in his bed. I just know how much you love your
boyfriends, and I thought you would be with them. But no... you came back
to Xander. He will be thrilled you are still with him in the morning. You
will make love to him again, won't you? Please do."

My hand travelled down Bogdan's body. I just loved his muscles, his navel
and his cock and balls.

"Try and stop me..." I pulled on Bogdan's cock a little and let the
foreskin slip in my hand. "But I want to let him see you shagging me so he
knows a big cock is no barrier to love making, OK..."

"OK, A-J, you're the boss."  I nestled in on his muscular arm and he was
asleep before I was.

The morning brought me awake with a sort of horsey feeling that I had to
groom an animal. It was a really weird feeling until I realised I was on
the edge of one of Robbie's dreams. It woke me up completely and vaguely
pissed me off.

"I don't like horses except Pampas Prince," I thought.

I felt two lots of laughters, guffaws and/or snickers. "Fuck off," I
thought "It's too fucking early."

The laughters did not abate. My restlessness must have disturbed Bogdan who
pulled me to him and kissed me. This somehow effectively shut down the
communication with Robbie and Dean. I didn't want that to happen, and,
simply my not wanting that, reopened it.

"Good morning you two horrors. I hate horses - they wake up too early."

Robbie 'thought waved' back to me (it had to be Robbie, Dean would never
have been so rude), "It's obvious your big guy wants a fuck, you better
give it to him." Robbie laughed. I did too, but tried to hide it under a
facade of grumpiness.

I decided to find out more about Xander. He was genuinely terrific in bed
for a first timer, but I wanted to find out more of his history.

Bogdan and I did have another fuck and it was stupendous. He fucked me with
his huge prong, and I fucked him with my comparatively meagre
offering. However, we both were satisfied and that's what counted.

I decided I would find Nelson and ask him for the personnel file for Xander
sometime today. Roland, Dean, Salvatore and Robbie along with their special
friends were rumbling around and making a hell of a noise.

"Hey you guys, I'm going to have another shag and then a bath. Why don't
you do the same?"

"Great idea," from Robbie and Dean and squeaks of assent from the little
ones. Even through the ruckus little Xander was still asleep. I looked at
him and then at Bogdan.

"I told you he sleeps heavily," said Bogdan. "You can of course wake him
up, but I prefer this."

Bogdan told me later he saw something in my eyes that he knew it didn't
matter. He grabbed me and his tongue was licking my tonsils and his hand
was exploring my body. I was certain I must have had dragon's breath from
waking up, but Bogdan assured me later I didn't, and come to think of it,
neither did he. As all this from waking up to his kiss had only taken a few
minutes, a morning pee was certainly required. We both trotted off to the
lavatory and unleashed our streams. While we were away, someone, I
suspected Robbie, had activated the 'get rid of walls' switch, and we were
now one big room. In my bed there was still a covered lump - my Xander. Of
course on the return trip I was looking out for my lovers and we had a very
definite love-in. We each knew we had to include our boys in our next round
of sex play so there were no problems between us. We had decided, tacitly,
on getting together after breakfast. In the meantime Bogdan had crawled
back into bed and was waiting for me. I snuggled in next to him and we
started making out. We became quite physical and there was a humping up of
the covers next to us. Xander was waking up.

"Hello mate," Bogdan and I said almost simultaneously. Xander just cuddled
into both of us. His warm, naked flesh really was a turn on.

"Are you going to do me again, A-J?"

"Sure baby,and Bogdan is going to do me. But it's not just 'doing' it's
loving and making love. Bogdan will make love to you today as well."

The little fellah let out a long sigh and said, "Oh yeah, that's grouse!"

"So you go have a wee and come back to bed." I thought I was being
sensible.

His face lit up with a giggle and said that was a good idea and raced
off. His morning bed hair looked really cute. I felt myself in love with
the little fellah, but in a completely different way to my lovers. I could
feel approval from Robbie and Dean, but the reason was completely blank to
me.

I didn't worry too much about that because Bogdan had embraced me in his
huge arms. His cock was trying to make inroads to my inner road and Xander
came bouncing back in. He wasn't stupid and he saw what was happening
between Bogdan and me.

"Oooo," was his cheeky little war cry. "Will it fit?"

"You watch, small fry, you just watch." I told him this and then flopped
down against Bogdan and nestled my backside against his fabulous
weapon. He'd lubed up aplenty and with a terrific shove impaled me. For a
moment everything went black and then I saw stars. I then had the most
ecstatic sensation of being right royally fucked.

It was really nice. The size was terrifying my prostate into giving me the
best sensations possible and my erection seemed to double in size. I
managed to mutter to Xander.

"Come here, small fry." He climbed up in front of me and I grabbed him and
kissed him. "Turn around little one, I want to shag you."

He did and I did. Bogdan was making me feel terrific. Little Xander was
pulling an emotion out of me I couldn't put my finger on. It was definitely
love, but a somewhat different love I had for Robbie and Dean. Robbie and
Dean were my partners and Xander was someone different, but part of me. I
knew this. Strangely, Robbie and Dean would not enter this part of my
mind. They could have if they had wanted to. I wasn't blocking them. They
were blocking themselves. I couldn't figure it. Bogdan held me tighter and
came in my arse. It felt like gallons. I was in heaven then in bliss when I
came in Xander. Xander started to cry as he also was jerking his body in
his own orgasm. I kissed him and asked what the matter was and he said it
was just too beautiful, and he didn't want to leave me ever, and that I was
the best brother in the world. He seemed to drift off into a doze.

Suddenly it was as if the walls of a dam had broken. Everything came
together. The surprise my dad had mentioned; the middle eastern appearance;
the beautiful brown skin; and most of all the echo in his face of someone I
knew. He looked a bit like my dad and was the spitting image of me. His
dark balls and his cut cock were also me. I now knew why I loved him in a
different way to my lovers. He was my brother. I then knew why my
boyfriends would not intrude into that area of my thoughts. They knew. They
actually knew and didn't tell me.

"You bastards!" I roared at them both vocally and through my mind. "You
bastards, I love you so much!"

Robbie and Dean came trotting round the corner to view the three of us in
bed together. Bogdan got up and muttered he had to go to work, though he
was enjoying being where he was. He pulled on his sexy shorts and trotted
off.

My Dean ran up to me. "Wow A-J, did you actually take that up your arse? He
has a monster."

I gave Dean a kiss which went on for some time. I squeezed his arse then
lifted him up and sucked his cock a bit.

"You've taken mine, Tiger, and you are pretty small back there."

"Yeah A-J, but I love you and you love me so nothing hurts - except when
you are not near me." I almost wept at that.

"I love you so much, my Tiger... I love you so much."

"Yeah and I love you and Robbie too. How come Xander is your brother?" My
Tiger gave the dozing little fellow a kiss on the nose. It was really
sweet.

"I guess it has something to do with my dad, only I don't know what. I'm
going to need to talk to him about this. C'mon, let's go eat." My stomach
had made growling noises. The pangs of hunger, though not there yet, were
making fast tracks to my stomach. I thought I would head them off at the
pass.

I picked up my little brother and carried him out to the eating area. There
was a terrific breakfast of any sort of eggs, bacon, cheeses, cereal and of
course milk and juices. There was bread and toast aplenty. All of us ate
our fill and then some. After a totally self-indulgent breakfast, Robbie
decided to have a go at snowboarding. His little pal Salvatore decided to
crank along with him. He obeyed the rules and told Nelson what he wanted to
do. Nelson fixed him up with snow gear and dug out a small snowboard for
Salvatore. Then Nelson grabbed hold of the boys and said. "Let's go!" and
they went. They just went into an attached shed which contained 8 or 10
snowmobikes. They grabbed one each and the three of them were off.

Dean, Roland, Xander and I watched them go, felt a quick blast of cold from
the open garage door and disappeared back inside.

"Too bloody cold for that sort of thing!" muttered Dean.

"Yeah," I said. "Let's go to our bedroom and warm up."

Dean looked at me with so much love I almost melted.

"You two little buggers can either come with Dean and me or shoot through
and do something else," I told them. They chose to do something else and
see us a bit later. Dean and I were not unhappy about their choice and said
so to each other as we walked hand in hand to the bedroom. Neither of us
had much on as it was very warm in the chalet, and I had Dean's shirt off
him in a moment. I rubbed my hands down his sides and got to the waistband
of his shorts and I pulled them down. He was stiff. What a surprise. I bent
over and kissed him on the end and tongued his slit a little.

"Yeah, A-J, I haven't had you for so long. It's time now, isn't it?"

"Oh yeah my love, oh yeah."

My clothes were off in a moment and Dean and I were locked in an embrace of
love so tight, nobody or nothing would have been able to pry us apart. Our
kissing never stopped. My dick was playing around his back door and our
bodies were heaving together. I found the lube in the bed table drawer,
quickly lubed us both up and entered him. As always, he was perfection.
Smooth, silky perfection. He just gave out love in his movements, in his
heartbeat and in his thoughts to me. The psychic connection was not words,
it was just concept, unadulterated by thought. He gave pure uncontaminated
love. Oh it felt so good, that I was crying as I went through the loving
physicality of our joining. This was a superb moment. No, this was a superb
lifetime. I knew I was only a kid, but I also knew this was forever and
ever. And it has been.

Postscript:

I am not sure how my dad did it, but he organised through a lawyer, to have
my trust account audited. It turned out that dear mama had been siphoning
off considerable amounts of my money to gamble, take cruises, enhance her
wardrobe etc. This was quite contrary to my grandfather's legacy, so old
fuckknuckle had to subsist on her wage. which was considerable and small
allowance which wasn't. Dad became my trustee and moved into my house. When
I told her this she went into a meltdown that for itspyrotechnic,
cacophonic intensity, terpsichorean extravagance and verbal diarrhoea of
the purple variety has never been matched. Banshees could have taken
lessons. She flung herself around so much, she peed herself. Gleefully I
caught the whole lot on my camera and played it to the judge who placed
everything into dad's hands.

My mother was now technically homeless and I just didn't care. However I
later found out she drove over to Freda Anderson's and they picked up Annie
Tan and went off to Maria Magrison's house where they stayed for some
little time. One divorce lawyer handled all three matters. She was not a
happy lawyer as there was no fat fee, as apart from my dad and Rob, coach
Tan also had everything tied up in trusts for Kim, money, ice rink and
house.

We were four very rich kids, but we didn't have any money. We only had the
usual allowance kids get and ordinary things like mobile phones, laptops
and so on.

We managed to get through our teens. Robbie and I were very tight. We loved
each other wildly and were rarely apart. Dean and I were never apart,
except at school. I don't know how he actually managed to get through his
school day without me. I don't know how I managed it. At around 16 Robbie
got a growth spurt. Never before had I seen someone so angry about growing
taller and putting on weight. He was effectively out of the jockey
market. He tried dieting, but Dean, Rob and I put an end to that. We were
not going to have a sick Robbie on our hands. His cock however remained
small and is still one of my favourite toys. Xander (who was conceived by
AI) is like Robbie's pet. He lives with us and sticks to Robbie like
glue. He has made great friends in Jo and Kim. With the three little kids
together Robbie is in pig heaven.

We live together and have never felt the need to get rid of our emperor
sized bed. We still have Superman, Batman and Spiderman doona covers. The
bed has really had a workout over the years and still remains strong. The
little kids are early teens now and are really tight in their relationship
with each other. They use our bed whenever, though Lei has installed one in
his home. I finally got to fuck Lei and it really was great fun. His skin
was as soft as silk. He is uncut with a long but easily retractable
foreskin. He has huge nips, very suckable. Nice nuts too, I might add. Also
very suckable. Rob and Dad got back together and boy was that a honeymoon
and a half. Sometimes I think I can still smell the smoke.

I work at what I love. I'm a vet. Dean's a vet, and my business partner.
Robbie's a manual arts teacher and helps his dad train and race horses.
Each of us is financially comfortable, thanks to our dads' (and in my case
also grandparents') foresight in organising trusts. Our mothers have gone
somewhere to lick each others' cunts and we don't care. Each of us has told
them if you want to communicate with us please do so through our lawyers.
We aren't yours to manipulate anymore. WE ARE OUT AND PROUD!