Date: Mon, 28 Mar 2022 14:09:58 -0400 From: Dean Soarer Subject: Deans Bicha chapter 44 This is my story, please do not post it elsewhere or take credit for it. If you are not 18 or it is illegal for you to read this where you are, then please leave. This story is set in 1974, when HIV was not a thing. Please play safely today. Please Remember Nifty and DONATE NOW. Keep this service Free. Comments welcome at DeansBicha@gmail.com. I've used a few suggestions from readers and would like more, so send them to me. If they fit into the storyline I'll work them in the best I can. Your e-mails are my payment. From Chapter 43... Both brother's began a frenzied fuck almost trying to outdo each other. Eze yelled out as he blasted his spunk into my bowels. Randolph followed suit a half second later. Their hard cocks remained lodged in my holes as they came down from their orgasms. Suddenly we all twisted our heads around when we heard, "Well, well, well. What do we have going on here?" It was the two guys Randolph had seen fishing down at the dam. DAMN! Dean's Bicha Chapter 44 Friday Late Afternoon - Caught Fishing I don't know who was more shocked them or us at being caught fucking around. Of course the Pierce brothers were fucking me so I should have been the one most embarrassed. My rock hard cock clearly indicated not only my humiliation but my enjoyment of servicing these big black beautiful cocks. Eze, trying to sound casual, responded, "Hey guys. Just fucking a fag. Want some?" I checked out the two guys as they approached us, me still bent over with Eze's dick buried up my chute. Randolph had withdrawn his from my mouth. Darius stood behind all of us unsure how this was going to play out. The last thing the brothers wanted was these two white guys thinking they were forcibly raping me. The first guy looked about 20 years old, with shaggy light brown hair and a small Mustache (ah the 70s). Both were thin but he was the skinnier of the two. He was clearly over 6 feet tall and his shorts and t-shirt looked as if they should be for someone much shorter and smaller. Short shorts of the 70s were the rage though his looked no bigger than a pair of briefs. I could see a nice size package contained within them. The second guy, maybe 19 years old, was about 6 feet tall, with Curly black hair. His t-shirt was slung over his shoulder and it appeared he was a tad beefier than his friend. His tight cutoff jeans had lots of holes in them (as was the norm) and I could see quite a bit of his underwear through them. I noticed the tip of his cock poking out of the right leg opening exposing a bit of his white briefs. He looked partially hard to me. I wondered if he liked what he was seeing. Mustache spoke out first, clearly the alpha of the two. "I don't know if I like the idea of you using a white boy like that," he said. Eze by now had popped himself out of my ass and I stood up straight, my boner still standing tall as well. "Yeah? Well, he's our fag so we can use him if we wanna." "That so?" Mustache said approaching us. Now I don't know about Randolph and his brothers but the last thing I wanted was any trouble. I hadn't ever been in a fight and didn't want to be in one now. Especially as I, like the brothers, was naked, my boner beginning to deflate. Eze stepped toward Mustache and firmly said, "He's my brother's fag. Our papas are fishing up river and we thoughts we'd have some fun with him. He likes it. Don't you?" Eze turned to ask me. All eyes were on me now. I blurted out, "YES. Really I do," taking a step half toward Mustache and Eze. I tugged on my cock plumping it back up some. Scanning up and down my used body, my dick, which had deflated quickly being so scared, was back on the rise, Mustache asked me, "So you really queer kid? Or you forced?" "No. They're not forcing me honest. And Yes, I'm... I'm gay. I'll suck you off if you want. You can even fuck me," I offered up my holes to avoid any more confrontation. "Well... I don't know," Mustache said undecidedly. Curly stepped forward and tugged on Mustache's arm. "Hey man. I don't know about you, but I could blow a load. My girl is on the rag and didn't put out last two nights." "I'll do it," I practically shouted falling to my knees. Mustache looked down and sneered at me. Then looking at the brothers locked eyes with Darius. "I think I'd rather have me some colored lovin'." "No fucking way. You ain't doing my ass," Darius yelled. "Yeah. You gonna stop me BOY?" He emphasized the word 'boy' to make it a derogatory statement. This fucker was a sleaze. I didn't know about the others, but I wanted nothing to do with Mustache anymore. Though I'd still let him plug my holes if it prevented a fight. Eze stepped closer to Mustache and I could see his fists already clenched. Even though the numbers were on our side 4-2, Randolph and I would be next to useless having never thrown a punch. We could certainly do our fair share of hurting them with a few kicks to the balls if needed. Luckily, it didn't come to that as Darius had a suggestion. One of which I wasn't too thrilled. Throwing Randolph under the proverbial bus Darius shouted out, "Use Randolph then," pointing at him. "He's a queer too. Him and Bicha are boyfriends. He likes taking it up the ass. Me and Eze done him many times." All eyes were on Darius now, except poor Randolph who hung his head in shame. Eze looked pissed that Dari had betrayed Randolph so easily. Family was first and betraying his brother was ultimately going to cost Darius. "That so?" Turning to look at Randolph, Mustache grinned and said, "It don't matter which colored ass I fuck." Colored? Really? What color was he? Purple? Orange? Can't you say black you fucking loser? I thought. The brothers were three different shades of brown really, from dark to light, each more delicious looking than the other. Randolph was of course my favorite, but that wasn't an objective opinion. In that moment I couldn't allow him to be used as nothing more than a sex object. Besides, that was my job. "No. Don't. Leave Randolph alone. Fuck me instead. Please? I really want it, bad," I begged. To help them make their decision, I turned around and spread my cheeks allowing them to gaze upon my well used fucked hole. "Shit. That's good enough for me," Curly said. Walking over to me he already had his hard cock out of his shorts. He plunged it in my mouth and told me, "Get it nice and wet. I want it nice and slippery going in your ass kid." "Then have at him. I'm taking this n-." He stopped short of saying the word. I guess he figured out there would be hell to pay if he called any of the brothers that word. Hell, I was ready to bite his balls off had he said it. "Punk. I'm using this punk." Turning to Eze he asked, "Any problems with that?" Eze to his credit didn't answer but in turn asked Randolph, "You ok with this bro? You don't have to if you don't want to." "No. It's ok. I'll do it," Randolph said. Mustache pulled Randolph over to a fallen tree and threw him across it. Kicking Randolph's legs apart Mustache stood between them stroking his own member. Glancing over his shoulder he said to his buddy, "Hey. Leave him (referring to me) be. Let's see how this one likes being filled at both ends. Stuff his mouth so he doesn't scream when I ream his black ass." Curly shrugged his shoulders, shook his head at me as if to say, 'whatever', and moved in front of Randolph's mouth. I don't know who was more disappointed, Curly or me. I would have continued blowing him easily. His cock was a nice size and his precum was sweet tasting. His balls looked nice and full too. Bummer. Randolph for his part waited patiently for his front and backdoor reaming. Randolph swallowed Curly to his pubes, which like the hair on his head was dark, thick, and yes very curly. "Oh, shit. He sure knows how to swallow dick," Curly exclaimed. "Ok, get ready for a real man's dick," Mustache told Randolph as he positioned the tip of his cock at Randolph's entrance. "Wait!" I screamed out. "He needs lube." Rushing over to Mustache, I knelt down and worked my tongue all around his skinny but long dick. I worked up some spit extra quickly knowing Mustache wouldn't wait forever to plunge into Randolph's ass. Yuck. He smelled of cigarettes. Curly had smelled sweet. These two were so different I wondered how they were friends. Mustache only allowed me a few minutes of bobbing up and down on his dick before pushing me away saying, "I want the real thing now." There was no surprise as he shoved the entire length of his cock in Randolph's butt in one quick move. Randolph for his part grunted but took it like a pro. I guess after having Eze's huge dick fuck him numerous times his asshole was used to accommodating big cocks. For a few minutes Eze, Dari, and I watched the guys plowing Randolph at each end. While still pumping, Mustache looked over at Eze and said, "Why don't you use your fag? Two darkies on a white boy, while us men use this black bitch." He really was a young racist and I disliked him immensely. Eze didn't look too happy to be called a 'darky' but let it go. Dari apparently loved the idea however. He ran over to me and pulled me across the tree stump next to Randolph. Standing behind me he said to Eze, "You can have his mouth. I get his ass." "Way to go dude," Mustache actually praised Darius. So there we were, Eze filling my mouth while Dari stuffed my ass. I was the cream in an Oreo cookie and loving it. This would ultimately be my favorite sex scenario to live out. Next to me, Mustache was banging Randolph's ass while Curly shoved his cock down Randolph's throat. They were a reverse Oreo cookie. Where was Dean and his camera when you really needed him? After few minutes Mustache stopped and put his hand on Dari's arm to stop too. "Race ya. Whoever cums first gets to plow the loser. I'd so love to get me another piece of black ass." Without even blinking Dari accepted. I guess he was feeling lucky? Normally he came rather fast, so maybe he thought he had the advantage. Or he didn't think things out too carefully. "You sure? I shoot first and I get to plug you?" Mustache asked to confirm. "You won't. I'm so gonna enjoy seeding your punk lily white ass with my black honey," Darius replied. "Bro. Think about this," Eze warned. "I got this. I'll make this BITCH my BITCH," Dari stated as a matter of fact. "Ok. On the count of three, start fucking. You have to pull out and shoot on his ass to prove you came to win," Mustache instructed. From there it was off to the races. Randolph and I were power fucked from behind driving our faces onto the cocks in our throats. Darius was like a jackhammer he was going so fast. Even though he was my least favorite among the Pierce brothers, I was rooting for Dari to win. Though whoever did, I sure was going to enjoy watching the other get his ass fucked. The suspense was killing me. Sadly, Darius under pressure couldn't deliver. Either that or it was because he had just fucked me not long ago and wasn't fully recharged. Whatever the reason Mustache pulled out and sprayed his load across Randolph's ass crack then reinserted his dick and fucked some more. "YES," he shouted. Darius actually stopped fucking me he was so shocked that he had lost. He never even got the chance to cum. Eze and Curly continued pumping our mouths until they filled them with their white, warm goo. Stepping back they deferred to Mustache. Nobody knew what was going to happen now. Mustache knew what he wanted though and wasn't going to wait. He walked over to Dari smiling like he won the lottery. "Mmm, this is so sweet. I'm gonna pound you so hard. Get over that tree." "Eze?!" Dari squeaked out looking for some help from his big brother. "Sorry little bro. You gotta pay the piper. Don't bet if you ain't prepared to pay." Darius looked the lowest I've ever seen him. This was NOT what he expected this afternoon. I on the other hand was ecstatic. Darius was going to get exactly what he had coming to him. Maybe this will knock him down a few pegs. Mustache rubbed his hand all over Dari's ass. Then he slapped it maybe a half dozen times and taunted, "Maybe this will warm you up." Darius gritted his teeth determined not to show his true emotions. Besides, a few spanks was nothing compared to a whooping his pa could give him. Mustache took Dari's silence as a mini challenge and started smacking Dari's butt harder and harder. Finally Dari had enough and cried out, "Ok, that wasn't part of the bet." Smiling Mustache walked around in front of Dari and presented his still hard cock, it had never gone down. "Better work some spit cause you sure gonna need it." Knowing his fate and without any complaints Darius began slobbering away on Mustache's cock dripping with cum and Randolph's ass juices. "Ah, yes, work it good boy." The rest of us watched and waited for the main event. Two quick minutes of having his cock greased up Mustache looked over at me and told me, "Hey, queerboy. Get down behind this punk and lube his hole with your tongue. Go real deep. He's gonna need it." My face flushed but I followed his instructions. Kneeling behind Dari I pulled his cheeks apart, only to be greeted with a dirty hole. Knowing my limit from Dean and his filthy underwear this was not happening. I had no problem rimming Darius, but he had to have a cleaner asshole. "Whoa. He needs washing first." Everyone chuckled except Darius whose mouth and throat were occupied at the moment. Curly bent down and picked up Dari's underwear. Tossing them to me he said, "Go wet these in the river and clean his ass." A minute later I was washing Dari's hole. Performing sex acts I enjoyed. This was just degrading. Yet I continued to wipe Dari's butt until it was clean enough to eat off of. Well, that's exactly what I needed considering what I was about to do. Dropping the soiled underwear on the ground I leaned in and began rimming Dari's cute pink butthole surrounded by his brown skin. When Curly exclaimed, "Holy shit, he's really doing it," I remembered I had an audience. My dick and humiliation started to rise to full mast. When Eze pointed that fact out to Curly they had a good laugh at my expense. Dari was squirming around in delight as my tongue danced over his sensitive rosebud. He kept thrusting it back trying to impale himself on my tongue. "Yeah, wiggle that ass boy. You're really gonna squirm when my dick replaces that homo's tongue." Despite Darius being an ass sometimes, eating out his asshole I found to be quite pleasant. I noticed that his dick was hard, probably from my rimming. Mustache soon was ready for the main event and pulled his spit shined cock from Dari's mouth. Pushing me out of the way he told Dari to get ready to pay up. Teasing Dari's hole with the tip of his blood filled dick Mustache called out for somebody to shove a dick down Dari's throat to keep him quiet. Surprisingly it was Eze who took three giant steps forward beating Curly to the punch. "Eze! Please no," Darius begged. "That's right little bro. Yous gonna be sandwiched between two real MEN," emphasizing the word 'men' to Mustache. Mustache snidely grinned back. Eze fed his chocolate stick to Dari until his pubes were brushing up against Dari's lips. Dari chocked a bit before his throat adjusted to the invasion of such a huge weapon. Even Mustache was impressed. "Man, that's some fuck stick you got yourself there." "Thanks. Papa says he didn't stop growing until he was 19 or 20 so I gots me a ways to go still." With that Eze began face fucking his youngest brother. Mustache timed his initial thrust with one of Eze's and they filled poor Darius with a foot and a half of prime meat. With his mouth and throat full, all we could hear from Dari was a high pitched squeal. It was certainly music to my ears as he was punished by the two cocks ramming into him. I noticed he was no longer enjoying himself, his dick dangled below him, swinging softly in time with Mustache's thrusts. Randolph, Curly, and I stood watching for a while, all of us getting more and more excited at the live sex show in front of us. The three of us stood jacking off a few feet from the hot scene playing out before our very eyes. Curly half whispered, "Man, I gotta fuck something soon." Taking that as a queue, I took his hand and led him over to the fallen tree. Lying my body over it next to Darius, I looked over my shoulder at Curly as I spread open my ass exposing my cum dripping hole. Curly needed no more of an invitation to fill it. I sighed as Curly sank his boner in my ass. Looking over my shoulder I saw his closed eyes and peaceful expression. I waived Randolph over and he moved in front of me. Swallowing his uncut dark meat was always (and still is) one of my favorite things. Another double spit roast was well underway, only with the position of the participants rearranged. Well, all except me. I was getting fucked at both ends once again. My hard dick slapping against my flat stomach with every slam by Curly from behind. "Getting some white meat for a change? Wanna race?" Mustache challenged Curly. "Nope. I'm gonna enjoy this sweet ride for as long as I can," Curly responded as he began gently sliding in and out of my hole. "Dude? You turning gay on me?" Mustache asked. "What? No man. Just thinking about my girl while I plug this tight, warm hole." The way Curly was rubbing my ass made me wonder if he ever did her doggie style or if he was not as straight as he led on to be. Either way, right now I was the grateful beneficiary of these two filling my holes. Reaching up with one hand I fondled Randolph's big balls as he stuffed my mouth. He knew I loved to savor the taste and didn't try to fill my throat with his cock. The three of us were making love across that downed tree, putting a smile on all our faces. Next door to us, Darius was not as fortunate. Mustache and Eze were silently challenging each other to go faster and faster. Darius was being slammed from the front and back with such force I thought they'd squish him in the middle for sure. Ha, he probably hates every second of it too. The thought put another smile on my face, this one of revenge. I'm not sure if it actually happened this way or not but I think all five of us came at the same time. Or close enough nobody could tell who shot first. I say five of us because I was stroking myself off in rhythm to Curly and Randolph's thrusts. Used and abused Darius was the only one of the six of us not enjoying himself and denied an orgasm. Spent we all collapsed on the ground to catch our breath. Mustache and Eze raving about spit-roasting Darius, who was unusually quiet. Trying to reclaim some dignity or show of strength Dari finally stood up and announced he had to piss. "Come over here Bicha," he commanded. Oh no. He's going to prove to Mustache and Curly that's he's not low man on the totem pole. "Bicha? What's that?" Curly asked. "It means 'faggot' in Portuguese. He was given that nickname by his neighbor who knows Darius from school. Now that kid is a sadistic little sex fiend," Eze explained. "Display," Darius barked out at me. I knelt down in front of him with my hands behind my head, knees spread waiting for the inevitable. Wham! Darius slammed his foot into my low hanging balls. I grasped them and fell over in excruciating pain. In the back of my mind I could hear the guys all groan out for me. Not because they felt sorry for me, but because it's only natural to empathize when a guy gets hits in the gonads. "Display!" Darius barked out again. I knew better than to make him angrier. Though him getting fucked by Mustache was his own fault, I apparently was paying for it now. Wham! Another solid kick to my nuts. This time I lied there crumpled for longer soothing my bruised balls. "Man, go easy on him," Curly said in my defense. I saw Mustache shake his head no. He was apparently ok with Dari using my balls for soccer practice. "Display Bicha," I heard Dari yell out. Thankfully, his next order to tilt my head back and open my mouth was not only not unexpected but welcomed as it signaled the end of him using my sack as kickballs. "Drink up," Dari said as he pointed his dick at me. "No way. You ain't gonna piss in his mouth, are you?" Curly asked in disbelief. "Sure is. Cool kid. Mind if I join you?" Mustache asked. Not waiting for an answer Mustache stood next to Darius pointing his long cock in my direction. In the blink of an eye I was being covered in not one but two piss streams. Both directed at my open mouth. "Swallow Bicha," Darius ordered. My mouth filled up quickly and some spilt out running down my chest. Partially closing my mouth to drink their waste water my face was covered in hot steamy pee. Darius told me to 'open wide' as he and Mustache continued emptying their bladders. Darius asked if anyone else had to go. Soon everyone, even a slow moving Curly and a reluctant Randolph who was pulled over by Eze, was giving me a golden shower. "Wicked," Mustache declared when the streams had died down. "Too bad we gotta split. We're late already. This was certainly an unexpected afternoon. Well worth it." Looking at Eze he said, "I'd sure like to get me a piece of the last brotha though." "Dream on," Eze replied tersely. "Suit yourself. It's cool man." Though it wasn't. The tension between Eze and Mustache hung in the air. Mustache and Curly got dressed. We were glad to see Mustache leaving but I was sorry to see Curly go with him. Curly did whisper in my ear, "I WAS thinking of you, not my girl. Thanks." They climbed the top of the river bank and headed off. Curly glanced over his shoulder and waived goodbye. I waived back still surprised by his admission. Once they were out of sight Eze suggested that we all take a swim to wash the sweat and cum off our bodies. In my case, the pee too. He warned everyone to stay very close to shore so we wouldn't get pulled downstream by the current. To demonstrate its power, he tossed a small branch into the middle of the river. I watched in amazement at the speed the twig was whisked away. Eze said, "I don't need to be telling papa one of you done drowned." We stepped into the river, which looked like calm water to me, a few feet barely up to my knees. I could already feel the movement of the water. Sitting down in it the water was cool and refreshing. If felt so nice on my well fucked hole. Lying back with our heads toward shore we got silly and began wiggling our hips making our floating dicks dance around. Once we were cooled off and cleaned up we returned to shore to dry off. Having no towels we air dried in the warm afternoon sun. Eze was the first to talk about what happened with Mustache and Curly. "You know Dari, it was NOT cool the way you turned on Randolph. He's our brother. We gots to look out for each other," he chastised Dari. "Yeah. Well, he wanted to screw me," Darius tried to defend his actions. "Well he done that anyway cause you stupidly bet him. I think your owe Randy an apology." "I ain't sayin' Sorry. He's a fag anyway. He loves getting it up the ass. We ALL know that." He stressed 'ALL' and I wondered why. Eze sternly told him to "Hush." The three brothers all shot strange looks at each other. "You know what Dari. If you ain't gonna apologize I think you owe Randy. Randy, how 'bout you doing Dari. That'll tech him." Whoa! Eze just offered Randolph the opportunity to fuck Darius. No way! "WHAT?" Darius shouted. "That's ok. I'm good," Randolph said. "No. You can't let him get off that easy," Eze corrected Randolph. Grabbing Darius around the waist Eze picked him up and placed him over the fallen tree again. Holding Dari down by lying over his back, Eze ordered Randolph, "Come over here bro and show him he can't treat you that way." Randolph looked over at me as if to ask what he should do. He knew Dari would be pissed and probably retaliate later but this was too good of an opportunity to miss. I shook my head 'yes.' Smiling, Randolph started stroking his boner which was mostly blood filled at the very thought of fucking his younger, more dominant brother. We walked over to Dari who was still kicking his legs and crying out to Eze. "Please Eze. No. Don't let a fag fuck me. That'll make me queer too. Don't. Randolph, don't. Please. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said nothin' about you to them guys." His tears were real as he begged and pleaded not to be fucked by his gay brother. I guess that was worse than being screwed by Mustache. His cries were music not only to my ears but Randolph's too. We approached him with our blood filled boners ready for action. Without saying a word, Randolph took position behind his kid brother and spit twice on his cock, lubing it up for insertion. Dari really began kicking and screaming as Randolph placed the tip of his black cock against Dari's pink hole. Eze was worried that our fathers would hear and told me, "Hey Jamie. Shut him up will ya," then winked at me. I scrambled in place and pulled Dari's head up by his hair. He looked directly at my raging rod moments before I plunged it in his mouth. "Suck on this gay cock," I told him. Randolph waited until my balls were bouncing off of Dari's chin before sliding his mammoth monster into Darius. Once we were both fully imbedded Darius seemed to have lost all fight in him, or he just accepted his fate as he slumped over. For the next 6 or 7 minutes two gay boys worked in unison filling Dari's straight holes. Randolph would push in as I pulled put. Then we would reverse direction. Eze relaxed his grip and sat back to watch the action. Stroking his own dick eventually had Eze ready to shoot and he wanted in on the action. He whispered something in Randolph's ear. Randolph shook his head 'no' but Eze was adamant. The next thing I knew, Eze had taken Randolph's place and began fucking Dari. I continued filling Dari's mouth for a few more minutes. Eze told me to step back and he lifted Dari up holding Dari's back tight against his own chest. Darius was now impaled on Eze's huge weapon and started begging again, "Please Eze. No. You're too big. Take it out." Eze ignored his little brother's pleas. Lying down on the grass, Eze pulled Dari on top of him again. He told me, "Plug his mouth again, but don't cum." Then reaching behind Dari's legs, Eze pulled them up telling me to hold his feet up. "Randolph, you know what you gotta do." Darius knew what was about to happen before I did and really tried to escape his fate. Randolph knelt down between the two sets of his brother's legs and pointed his rock hard cock at the entrance to Dari's already filled cavity. Darius was about to be double penetrated by his older brothers. Holy fucking shit! I watched in pure amazement as Randolph slowly but surely slid his black beauty into Darius along side Eze's. The concentration on Randolph's face was fascinating. The site of not one but two brown beauties sticking out of Dari's hole was perfection. Though to be honest, at that moment I was jealous of Darius and would have loved to trade places with him. (No doubt he would rather change places with me too. His dick had shrunk so much I could barely see it.) Imagine what a dream it would be being stuffed with three big black cocks at the same time. As it tuned out, my dream wasn't that far off from reality. Randolph continued to pound away at Dari's hole reaching a fever pitch and blasting a load inside Dari's love tunnel. Pulling out allowed Eze to fuck full force from below, he too filling Dari's rear end with scalding cum. Eze told me to pull out. Without removing his own cock from Dari, Eze worked himself to his knees and placed Dari on all fours, kneeling at the edge of the water. I watched as Eze continued to slide his spent, but still mostly hard, cock in and out. It was beautiful watching the cum oozing out of Dari's hole around Eze's dick. Eze shocked the crap out of me when he asked, "Jamie, you ready to take a ride? You're the only one of us who hasn't fucked him." "Wow! Really? Sure," I answered in stunned appreciation. "Ok, slide in when I slide out," Eze told me. Dari, who had had all his energy zapped from him during his double penetration came back to life. "Oh God Eze. Not Bicha. He can't fuck me. No. I'll do anything. Don't let that homo fag do me. Bro, I swear I'll be good." "I'm sure you will after Jamie gets a ride. Take it like a man Dari." Eze grabbed my arm and pulled me next to him. He counted out, one, two, three then popped out and moved aside. I drove home in Dari's well used and wide open chute till my short pubes were up against his sweet young cheeks. "Ahh. This is sweet," I exclaimed. Eze and Randolph laughed, Darius sank his face on the ground and cried, "No. Please. Not the queer." After having been sucked off for so long by Dari, I was ready to shoot all too soon. I rode Darius for maybe four short minutes when I felt my balls pulling up. Leaning over his back I placed my mouth next to his ear and half whispered (still loud enough for everyone to hear,) "I'm about to breed your sorry ass Darius. Here comes my GAY baby makers." I swear I saw rockets going off when I blasted my hot load. Revenge is so sweet. Pulling out I didn't even think twice about walking in front of Darius and commanding him, "Ass-To-Mouth." The fight in his eyes was gone. He swallowed my cum covered cock and licked it and my balls clean. When I was satisfied I pulled out. I was about to say, "thank you bitch," but didn't. I simply said, "thanks." Eze had us all wash off one more time in the river. Sexually satisfied, for the moment anyway, there was about twenty minutes before meeting back up with our dads. We stood naked side by side on the river bank fishing. Randolph and Eze each actually caught one nice trout. I didn't care if I caught anything or not. It was by far the best fishing day I ever had or would ever have. Poor Darius just sulked, trying to nurse his wounds. When it was time to get dressed, Darius snatched my bikini underwear from my hands and put them on himself. He said I could wear his wet and dirty ones that I used to wipe his butt. Looks like the old Darius is returning. Throwing them at me I caught them and tossed them into the river where we all watched them float downstream. He said I owed him a new pair. I shrugged it off. He was wearing mine so I guess I was going commando once more. I just hoped my dad didn't check. We met back up with our fathers (who both caught a few fish themselves) after that. On the hike to the car we chatted about what a fun day we had except Darius who was noticeably quiet. At the cars Eze nudged Randolph who asked, "Papa, can Jamie sleep over?" It was ok with both our fathers. I couldn't wait for more adventures with the Pierce brothers tonight. To Be Continued... Author's Note: This chapter seemed to write itself thanks to a suggestion by a reader who inspired it. I have some ideas for Jamie's overnight at the Pierce home. Please tell me what you'd like to see happen. Contact me at DeansBicha@gmail.com Spoiler Alert/Hint: Think back to when Darius said they "ALL" knew Randolph liked to take it up the ass.