Date: Tue, 23 Apr 2019 07:53:02 -0700
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: The Society Boys Part 171

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews

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Chapter 171

Okay, it's been a while, and I've had time to think.  Here's some more car
names ideal for naming your kid that could be interesting.  Gremlin...just
don't feed them after midnight unless you're into some seriously kinky
shit.  Stingray.  I can just hear it.  `Sting ray?  No, it's fine, just use
more lube.'  Magnum?  You just better hope he doesn't grow up to have a
small penis or he's gonna get teased a lot, and I mean a lot!  Deville?
Nah, that would just be Cruella...  I won't even point out the most
obvious, since we spent a lot of time talking about him... Cooper.  He
wasn't that mini after all.  Okay, okay, on with the story.

Blake was still moping around the house after dinner so I sat down next to
him as he worked on his laptop doing homework.  "Do you need any help?"  I
asked.

"Nah.  This is just a book report I have to do.  I'm almost done."

"Which book did you read?"

"Lord of the flies.  It was okay, but I thought it was gonna be like some
super hero thing like Spiderman, but with flies.  It wasn't.  I was about a
bunch of kids that get stranded on an island and they break up into two
groups and fight each other."

"I've read it.  Who would you have been Ralph, Jack or Simon?"

"I dunno.  I think I would have been Ralph at first, but then I liked Jack
until he picked on Piggy.  I also kinda liked Simon sometimes too."

"Did you understand the point of the story?"

"Sure.  Sometimes you gotta kick ass to get what you want."

"Or...?"

"If you wear glasses, you better learn know how to fight,' Blake said
sitting upright as if he'd suddenly figured out the whole plot.

"Anything positive that you could learn from their situation?"

"Be careful with fire or you could burn down your entire island.  I didn't
like that part of the story at all.  It kinda gave me nightmares," he said
looking up with some sign of tears in his eyes.  Shit.  I'd totally
forgotten that he lost his family in a fire.  I pulled him in for a hug and
he melted against me.

"Well, I think that it's a great story about finding the right balance
between civilization as it is, and wanting to forge out on your own and
take control.  To me it's about how we can all go a little off the rails
unless we all work together and compromise.  I have to admit though, I
liked it at the end when they were rescued and everyone reverted back to
being a kid.  I think sometimes we're all in too much of a hurry to grow
up."

"Yeah.  I wouldn't want to have to kill things to get my food and I sure
wouldn't have picked on Piggy and Ralph like Jack did."

"What would you have done differently?"  I said as we kept cuddled up
together and I watched him type slowly.

"First, I would have made everyone stay naked on the island so that we
could keep our clothes in good shape for when the weather got bad, or when
we got rescued."

"Naturally," I smiled.  "That would have been my first plan of action too."

"Then I would have made it so that everyone could have more of a say
instead of just one leader.  Jack kinda went nuts and Ralph was trying to
control it all, so they both coulda changed a bit, and maybe got along."

"Seems like a good plan.  Speaking of getting along.  How's it going with
you, Brody and Lincoln?"

"It's okay, but Brody is definitely more interested in Lincoln now than me.
I think it's because they go to the same school and are the same age.  I
mean we still have sex and stuff, but that's pretty much all he wants to do
with me now.  He says we're still boyfriends, but I don't think we are.  Do
you think I should go back to girls?  They all think I'm cute and wanna
hang out with me and stuff, especially since my new haircut.  It makes me
look more older. Maybe I should just do that instead."

"That decision is up to you, but I think you should talk it over with
Brody.  If he feels the same way, then maybe it's a good idea for you to
break up as boyfriends.  Nothing says you can't stay friends, or friends
with benefits even, but if he's not what you want for a relationship, then
look for someone else."

"Yeah.  That's what I thought.  I told Lincoln that I thought his sister
was cute and he just said that I was being gross.  She likes me though.  I
haven't had sex with her or anything, but we both know stuff about music.
She plays the piano too and likes listening to me play."

"I'd start there then.  Become friends with her and see where it goes.
Remember, a straight relationship isn't like a gay one.  You don't jump
into bed with a girl on the first date to see if you like her.  You get to
know her and work up to it.  Gay guys do it in reverse."

"So they don't waste time if they aren't good at sex together, right?"

"Right.  But girls are more about the romance and the small things before
sex."

"They want to see my penis when it's small first?"  he asked looking up at
me.

"Not what I meant.  I mean they like flowers, taking walks and looking at
moonlight.  They enjoy kissing and holding hands and finding common
interests before you get the clothes off."

"Yeah.  That's what I thought.  So, if I give Mercedes flowers and take her
on a walk to look at moonlight and hold her hand while we're walking and
talking about music, you think she'd kiss me and then we could have sex?"

"Probably not all on the first night," I laughed.  "It takes time.  Work on
becoming friends first."

"I guess.  But what if we don't get to the sex stuff?  Would I lose her as
a friend then?"

"Possibly, if your intentions were to move past the friend zone and into a
relationship.  That's why it's easier for gay guys.  We have sex, see if
we're compatible, then become friends."

"Makes sense.  I'll talk to Brody, but I'm pretty sure he'll be fine if we
break up.  Conrad said I could go over to his house and have sex with him
and his girlfriend until I find someone new.  He said she likes a good
dicking.  That's what girls call sex."

"How nice of Conrad to offer his girlfriend," I said sarcastically.

"That's what I said," Blake grinned.  Right, Blake and sarcasm... still not
a concept.

"Also, I'm pretty sure girls don't say they like a dicking.  I think that's
more a Conrad thing."

"It's because your old Dad.  You're not woke.  Sayings change ya know."

"Pretty sure that isn't one of them, but you'll know soon enough if you
find yourself getting slapped."

He just shrugged so I decided to leave it alone for now as Blake's issues
have a way of changing as fast as the weather, and are just about as
unreliable.  For example, I looked at my weather app today and it said
partly cloudy and a high of 15C with zero percent chance or rain.  It's
currently raining, 18C and fully overcast.  They really could do a much
more reliable job if they just looked out the window.  I helped Blake with
his book report for a bit until I sent him off to bed.  Then I went and
watched Lord of the Flies.  I found both versions and compared them.  The
original one, true to the book from 1963, and the Americanized version from
1990 with Balthazar Getty.  I liked the original one better as it was more
realistic.  I kinda get pissed off sometimes when Americans change things
like this to make the characters American.  It's so not the same as the
book.  Colin told me that it's so it sells better in America if the
characters are relatable.  Says something about them if they can't relate
to British school boys stranded on an island, and have to use Military
school boys instead.  Would it really that far fetched then that with
`military training' their society would break down into violence?  Seems to
completely miss the point of the original where normal school boys with a
proper British upbringing can descend into a primitive survival instinct.
Epic fail.  I'd like to see the movie redone again and follow the true
story.  Plus boys are going to get naked and swim, not stay fully clothed.
Just saying.

University the next day was kinda boring.  Nate wasn't there for the second
day in a row and wasn't answering my texts, so I decided to swing past his
apartment to make sure he was alright.  He opened the door looking like
he'd been hit by a bus.  As usual he wasn't wearing anything, but just
mumbled a hi at me and then went and crawled back into bed.  I went in and
closed the door behind me.  "You sick or something? I've been texting you
all day."

"I turned my phone off.  My girlfriend broke up with me," he said quietly.
"Bitch let me know by changing her status and then posting a picture with
her new boyfriend."

"Harsh.  Sorry dude.  That sucks, but I'd agree that she's a total bitch if
she did that," I said as I went and sat on the edge of bed and put my hand
on his shoulder.  "So change your status as well and you and me can take a
nude picture together, where you post it as `ready to shred Wreck Beach'.
That'll get her jealous."  Must be something in the air causing these
breakups.  "Don't worry buddy, there's plenty of chicks out there that'll
want you.  Plus, I'm here for you if you need a friend."

"Thanks.  Yeah, I guess I shouldn't let her know it bothers me, eh?
That'll just make the cunt feel superior."

"Exactly.  Let's get you cleaned up.  Trim and shave a few things, take
some pics together and get you a new babe as fast as possible."

"Maybe I suck in bed or something," He said looking up at me

"Nah, your sucking is alright...for a straight boy.  You could use some
practice," I teased.

"Not what I meant," he said with a slight smile.

"It's not like a straight girl is gonna care.  They only want `a good
dicking' with a big one and you've got that.  Plus you kiss not too bad." I
used Blake's expression because I'm woke...and because there were no girls
around to hear me.

"Shut up.  I kiss great.  That's the one thing she liked about me," he said
pushing me slightly.

"Like I said.  Straight girls are easy to please."

"I'll prove it," he replied.

"Pass thanks.  Your breath smells like you've been sucking on my gym
socks," I teased.  "and when is the last time you shaved anything?  I've
seen less hairy cavemen than you.  Maybe that's why she moved on?"

"Do you think so?" He asked looking at me concerned.

"Nah.  Any bitch that would break up by changing her status and then
immediately posting a picture of herself with another guy is just a skank.
You're better off without her.  Come on.  Let's get you back on your feet
and looking like the hot stud you are.  Well as good as we can do with a
straight boy anyway.  I'll take some pictures of you looking happy and free
to date.  Maybe I'll get a few with my dick in your ass so they can see how
sexual you are," I joked.

"Pass thanks.  Not sure that's what the ladies are looking for."

"You're not sure?  Dude, I know lots of ladies that would love to see guys
make out in front of them.  Gets them wet."

"Yeah, but I'm not looking for that type of girlfriend thanks."

"Your loss.  I'm as good at fucking a tight straight boy ass as you claim
to be at kissing."

"Hey, thanks for coming over, Justin.  I needed cheering up I guess."

"And showering!  Come on.  Let's scrub you back to human."  I stood up and
took my clothes off before basically pulling him out of bed and dragging
his ass to the shower.  I think he was gonna complain that I got in with
him, but once I started washing him, he just let me.  I made him brush his
teeth, use mouthwash and shave his face by himself, but I quickly
volunteered to do the rest of him, including shaving his groin and ass so
that he didn't have to worry about not doing it properly.  I'm helpful like
that as I think we all know.  I'm a giver.  Speaking of which, I gave him a
quick blowjob as a check to make sure he was completely clean.  He
complained about it until he was hard and then went quiet.  He started
complaining again once he shot his load, which I think was easily four days
worth.  Straight boys...  We got out of the shower and I told him to change
his sheets and open the window to let some air in.  He mustn't have left
the apartment in days.

"Now you look and smell better.  Show me that kissing thing you say you're
so good at."

"What?"  He asked looking at me as he kept towel drying his hair.

"The kissing.  You said you're good at it.  Let's go.  Prove it.  Give me a
boner from kissing and I'll let you give me your ass for a nice fuck."

"I'm a great kisser.  Everyone says so," he boasted.  "Wait...what?  I'd
give up MY ass?"

"Why would I give up mine if I'm the one with the boner?"  I said shaking
my head as if he were stupid.

"You know that wouldn't be an incentive for a straight boy to kiss you,
right?"

"Yeah, I guess not, eh.  Okay.  If you get me hard from a kiss, I'll let
you give me head then," I re-offered.

"Still not an incentive," he grinned.

"God.  No wonder you guys never get laid.  You're so standoffish.  Fine.
Okay, straight boy, kiss me.  Show me what you got."

Nate grinned and wasted no time slamming our faces together as he set out
to prove his could kiss.  Don't you love how easy it is?  Of course, that's
not completely fair I suppose.  Nate and I had had sex before so it's not
like he was completely unfamiliar with this.  I just like the daring them
part.  They always want to prove they are better than you.  He put his hand
on the back of my head and shoved his tongue deep down my throat as our
still semi wet bodies fused together.  Since I hadn't cum in the shower it
didn't take much for me to get hard, especially when his other hand moved
to grip my ass.  I inched him over to his bed and lowered ourselves down on
it.  I made sure to be on top and slowly lifted one of his legs up and
pushed it back.  When he felt my cock touch his ass, the kissing stopped
instantly.

"Dude," he warned.

"Dude.  What?  You proved your point.  You're a good kisser.  Now let me
show you how to fuck like a man, and you'll be on your way to replacing
that bitch girl of yours with someone better."

"You mean you?"

"Hardly.  Even the best girl out there isn't a tenth as good as all of
this," I teased.

"Nice try Justin, but I really don't want to get fucked."

"Dude, you just got totally fucked on social media.  I'm just going to give
you it in person instead of online."

"How about you don't and we do something more normal?"  He said as he
pushed his leg back down.  I moved off and lay partially on his chest.

"Fine.  If that's how you want it."  I spread my legs.  "Go ahead.  I'll
let you bone me, but don't think this is gonna be a daily thing."

He laughed.  "Well, you accomplished one thing.  You got me out of bed," he
said as he swung off the side and stood up.  I followed him over to the
couch where he bent over to get his clothes.  I came up behind him and put
my hand on his back as I touched my cock to his ass again.  "Dude!  I'm
just getting my clothes.  I didn't bend over to get fucked."

"Sorry.  It's gay flirting when a naked guy does that."

"Good to know."

We got dressed and went out for something to eat.  I pointed out hot chicks
for him and he seemed to cheer up a bit.  Not enough to let me have sex
with him when we got back to his place, but enough that he showed up for
classes the next day looking like himself again.  I was glad I'd gone over
to see him as he needed to focus on something other than skanky bitch face.
That's my new name for her.  I was even thinking of ordering her a name tag
with that on it.  I reminded him that if he got too horny, I was always
available, and he reminded me that he was straight, but appreciated the
offer.  Although he did finish by saying that he doubted he'd ever be that
horny.  That seems rude, but I'm sure he was just kidding.

I got home from dropping Nate off and found Dante and Kellan, the twins,
sitting at the kitchen island with a couple of pops.  They appeared to be
by themselves.  Don't you love it when random 14 year olds break in and
make themselves at home.  "Hey guys!"  I said walking over to them.

"Hi Justin," they said in unison.  It's a twin thing...none of you would
understand.  I stood behind Dante and checked out what they were drinking.
Root beer, so I knew Blake was somewhere nearby.

"Nice to see you guys over.  Just randomly hanging out in my kitchen?"

"We're going to the park.  Blake is just getting ready."

"Good luck with that.  If he makes it back before the sun goes down, I'd be
surprised.  Have you been spending time with some of the other Junior `Q'?"

"Yeah.  It's pretty awesome," Kellan admitted.

I pressed up against Dante and pulled his head back to give him a kiss,
making sure I slid my tongue down his throat while his brother watched.  He
was quick to reciprocate and I put my hands on the bottom of his shirt and
stopped for a second.  "Put your hands up," I told him.  As soon as he did
it, I pulled the shirt off over his head and resumed kissing him as I ran a
hand over his smooth chest and stomach, tweaking his nipples a little to
get them perkier.  He wasn't resisting in the slightest, which is a good
trait for a Junior `Q' and certainly better than straight boys who just
remind you they're straight as you undress them.  I moved my hand to the
top button on his shorts and popped it open before sliding the zipper down.
My hand quickly went inside and under the waistband of his underwear to
grab his warm erection.  He moaned slightly and kissed me even harder.
"Looks like someone is horny," I said as we paused kissing and I looked
over his shoulder.  I pulled his cock out of his shorts and stroked it
gently.  "Are you this horny, Kellan?"  I asked looking at the other twin
who was watching us with a grin.

"I wasn't, but I am now," he grinned.

"Good.  Go over to the other side of the island and in the top drawer,
there's a bottle of lube.  Grab it for me will ya?  I'm going to give your
brother a nice fuck while you're waiting for Blake."  He jumped off the
stool and ran around to the other side to get the lube.  As he did it, I
pulled Dante off the stool and bent him over the island before I yanked his
pants and underwear down and took them away from him.  I spread his legs
and waited for Kellan to run back to us.  I pulled out my cock, and as soon
as I got the lube, I coated both of us and entered the boy.  One of us
grunted.  I think it was Dante.  I grabbed his hips and thrust in as far as
I could go.  Kellan was groping himself as he watched, and since he had a
purple bracelet it meant he couldn't be fucked yet.  I'll get that changed
soon enough.  I grabbed the top of Kellan's pants and pulled him up against
me so I could kiss him while I fucked Dante.  I think he was slightly
surprised, but like a good Junior `Q', he kissed back and didn't even finch
as I popped open his pants and reached in to grope his erection over the
top of his underwear.  "Damn, you boys have nice cocks," I said giving them
compliments that always help keep boys horny.  Both of them were
circumcised and just under 7 inches of perfection.  I pulled Kellan's cock
free of the underwear and held onto it as we kissed and I fucked his
brother.

Blake ran down the back stairs and jumped down the last three to bounce up
to us.  "God Justin!  We were just getting ready to go out.  Are you gonna
be long?"

"Since when is going out more important to you than sex?  Are you sure
you're Blake?  Get your clothes off and get over here beside Dante.  Kellan
has been leaking precum all over my hand he's so in need of a tight hole.
I had to get it out of his pants as he was rubbing himself so hard I was
scared he'd get friction burn.  Let him fuck you to get himself back under
control."

"I JUST got dressed Justin.  We don't have time."

"Strip boi!  I thought you liked a good dicking!"

"Such a pushy cunt, and that's girls that like good dickings," Blake
giggled as he quickly took his clothes off and bent over the island beside
Dante and leaned in to kiss him.

"There you go Kellan.  That hole is all yours.  If you don't do it, I
will...once I'm done with your brother that is."  Blake just sighed as if
this were a parent pissing him off.  Kellan stripped, so I helpfully lubed
his entire shaft before watching him enter Blake.  Now the race was on to
see who could cum first.  I had a good head start, but up against a horny
14 year old, I barely stood a chance.  "Put your hand on his shoulder.
Makes for a better grip to give him a deep pounding...like this," I
instructed as I used my entire body to drill his brother, moving my hips
back and forth for added emphasis.  Kellan copied me as he watched closely.
I stared at his face as he concentrated and rubbed his ass to feel him
tense up on each thrust.  I slowly ran my finger down his crack and touched
his rosebud.  He sighed and squirmed.  "See boys.  He has a sensitive ass
too.  You should teach him how to take a cock in there.  Next time you come
over Kellan, don't even knock, just enter, leave your clothes at the door,
lube your ass, and bend over right here.  I promise you won't wait five
minutes before someone arrives to try you out, no questions asked."  I
leaned slightly to the side and moved my hand from his ass to the back of
his head and put our lips together so we could kiss as we fucked our
partners.  I didn't do it for long as I could hear his breathing increase
as he neared climax.  I let him go and rubbed his ass again while he stared
at my cock going in and out of his brother.  He whimpered slightly and held
onto Blake as he reached his grand finale.  Once finished, he slowly pulled
out and watched as his cock dropped from Blake's hole.  I put both hands on
Dante's ass and pounded the hell out of him, almost to show off more than
anything.  Both Kellan and Blake watched and just as I was about to cum I
smiled to myself.  "Kellan, put your hand between my legs and grab my
balls.  You can feel how they pump as they empty themselves into your
brother."  He did as he was told and I lasted only another 10 seconds
before I achieved climax.  Kellan had a firm hold on my nuts and no doubt
he could feel them drain.  As soon as I was done, I pulled out, took
Kellan's finger and shoved it into his twin's ass and let him feel just how
wet it was in there.  I know how to flood a boy hole.  It's what I do!  I
pulled the finger back out and he looked at it.  "Taste it," I told him as
I guided the finger to his mouth.  You could see he didn't want to, but
since when does that stop me from doing anything.  Blake had no such
reservations.  He jammed his finger into Dante and quickly licked it clean
as soon as it was out.

"I thought the three of you were going out somewhere?  What are you waiting
for?  I've got homework to do so catch you later.  Nice seeing you again
guys!"  I put my dick away and took off, glancing back to see the boys grab
their clothes and race upstairs.  I wonder if they'll go out or just stay
and play in Blake's room.  He still has Lego in there somewhere!  I was so
into my assignment for psych class that I didn't hear J.P. arrive and come
up behind me.

He almost scared a weeks worth of poop out of me when he said "Hey bro.
Can I talk to you?" putting his hands on my shoulders.

"Jesus, wear a bell or something.  I could have had a heart attack."

"No problem.  Don't you have a paramedic next door?"  He said as he jumped
over the couch and sat down beside me.  "So...it's official.  Ryan and me
broke up."

"Dude, I'm sorry.  Are you okay?"  I said leaning over to give him a hug.

"No, not really.  I was kinda hoping we could save it, but I guess we're
just too different."

"That sucks.  Is he still at the apartment?"

"No.  He moved out but we'll have to sell it so he can have half the money.
I can't afford to pay him his half, so I'll have to find another place to
live too.  Totally sucks.  I love the penthouse."

"I can give Ryan his half so you can keep living," I offered.

"Thanks, but that wouldn't be fair.  You guys already paid for it once.
I'm not even sure I could live there without Ryan.  Everything would remind
me of him."

"So, we buy all new stuff and renovate the place so it looks new and
different.  Or just live here.  We could have all the Triple J's under one
roof again."

"I wouldn't want to impose or anything."

"Bro!  We're family.  It would rock having you living here.  You, me and
Jason could spend way more time together and have wicked fun.  I'll ask
Colin to get an appraisal on the penthouse and we'll buy it back at market
value," I offered again.  "I'm sure Colin will want to keep it in the
family since it was his brother's place first.  Maybe Blake will move in
there when he's older.  Now the big question is are you still going to be
friends with Ryan, or have we seen the last of him?"

"I think we'll be friends after a break from each other.  At least I hope
we will."

"I'm truly sorry, bro.  I like Ryan."  I pulled him in for a tighter hug
before we headed to grab a couple drinks at a nearby bar.  I still love the
looks people give us when they see identical twins walk in.  You'd think
I'd be used to it, but it still amuses me.  I love it even more when they
see three of us, especially at a bar.  They usually swear to give up
drinking.  You can almost count down the seconds until someone walks up to
us and asks...

"Are you guys twins?"  The waitress said almost right on schedule as she
looked at us before taking a drink order.

"No, we just met online," J.P. answered quickly without cracking a smile.
I think it took the waitress by surprise as she stared at both of us long
enough that it could have got her arrested for stalking in most situations.

"No, you're twins," she laughed before heading off to get us our drinks.

"Why do they ask if they already know the answer?"  J.P. said shaking his
head.  "I guess you and Jason got used to that growing up.  It still freaks
me out sometimes though."

"It got annoying when we were kids, that's for sure.  People would look at
us when we were little and then ask our parents if we were twins.  It's
even worse when you're a teenager and people are still doing it as if we
couldn't answer for ourselves.  The only thing I was thankful for is that
our parents didn't subscribe to the dressing us alike thing.  Jason and I
only did that when we were trying to fool someone.  Of course, now I like
doing it when we go out as Triplets.  Of course, it's exponentially more
fun at orgies when they think they're fucking one of us, only to find out
it's the other."

"Have you ever tricked guys when they got it right and you pretended to be
Jason or me?"

"Sure.  That's how you get the best reactions.  Colin and Kyle are about
the only ones to get it right 100 percent of the time.  Blake is pretty
good at it, but he doesn't focus on much of anything, so he probably
doesn't care.  When you move in, you and I should switch places a few
times.  Like I'll go to bed with Colin and during the night we'll switch
and see if he figures it out when he wakes up next to you."

"Don't you guys usually have morning sex?"  J.P. asked with a grin.

"Sure.  That'll be the fun test.  If he doesn't know, I'll have finally
tricked him.  I'd love having you live here, plus you shouldn't be alone
anyway right now.  You need the family around."

"There's no real hurry to move since Ryan is already gone, but I think
sooner would be better than later as I'm sure he wants his money.  I might
change my mind after I've been home a few days by myself, but I'll see how
it goes."

"Well, I hope you move in with us.  I think it'll be fun to have you around
all the time again.  We could have so much fun together."

"I agree," he grinned as our drinks arrived and we hung out for a bit.

A few days later while I was in class my phone vibrated and it was a text
that said 911 from Colin followed immediately by him calling.  You know
it's serious when we actually phone each other.

"Hey honey," Colin said as I answered the phone.  "Listen, security will be
there to pick you and Kyle up in a couple minutes."

"What's going on?"  I asked sitting up in class and paying attention.

"I'll explain when you get home, but right now we need to get everyone
home.  The security code is taco when they come to get you.  Stay in your
classroom and they'll come to you."

"Is everyone okay?" I asked trying to get some information.  Colin only
activated security when we had a serious issue.

"Yeah, fine.  Just get ready please."  He said goodbye and hung up.  Nate
looked at me.

"What's up?"

"I dunno but I gotta go in a second."  I had barely said it when two large
men came in the classroom and headed straight for me.  How they knew
exactly where I was was impressive to say the least.

"Mr. Masters.  Worthington Security.  Password taco.  Please come with us,
sir."  If their intention was to get the whole class to focus on just me,
they succeeded.  I mean I like attention, but this was ridiculous.  I'm
pretty sure I turned so many shades of red I looked like a beacon.  I took
my backpack and they led me out with one man in front and one behind.  I
felt important, but my heart was pounding like I was about to pass out.
They had an SUV waiting at the door and it was opened for me.  I jumped in
to see Kyle sitting there.  This both concerned and pissed me off.
Concerned because I had no idea what was happening, and pissed off because
I now I had a craving for tacos and knew we weren't going to stop for them.
Next code words better be broccoli or sheep's brain.

"What's going on?" Kyle asked.

"No idea, but it must be important if Colin activated security."  I spoke
to the man in the front seat.  "Our car is still in the parking lot."

"It's already been picked up sir," he replied as we raced out of the
University and headed home.  I really wanted a taco.  I wonder if I keep
saying taco, how many people will run out and have one for lunch, or am I
the only one who takes subliminal messages to heart.
Taco...taco...taco...beef taco... As we pulled through the gate we saw two
police cars at the door and several officers milling around.

"What the fuck?"  Kyle asked.

I jumped out of the car almost before it stopped and raced for the door,
only to be stopped by a cop.  "Sir, do you have some identification
please?"

I handed over my driver's license.  "Are Colin and Blake okay?  What's
going on?"  I demanded from the officer.

"They're fine sir.  The detective can answer all your questions."  I barely
got in the house as Blake came running up.

"Guess what Dad!  I almost got kidnapped.  The police showed up at my
school and escorted me home.  It was wicked cool.  My friends all think
I've been busted for something.  They're gonna think I'm a total bad ass.
It's so lit!  My rep stock is gonna through the roof when I get back.  I
gotta get a leather jacket and some new shades before that though."  He
followed me to Colin, bouncing along as he babbled almost incoherently.

"Colin?  What's happening?"  I asked as I got to him with Kyle running in
behind us.

"This is Justin, my husband," Colin said to the man beside him.

"I'm Detective Rylan.  We received a credible threat of a kidnap attempt
against what we believed to be Blake.  When we contacted Mr. Worthington,
he instructed us to pick him up immediately, but the threat could have been
against any of the family, so we recommended everyone return home until we
can investigate."

"I had to use my code word Dad!  Ninjago!" Blake said beaming.  Oh sure, he
gets Ninjago and I get taco.  No one ever got hungry for a Ninjago!  If
that's even a thing.

"So how?  What?"  I asked sitting down.

"We got intelligence about a kidnapping to happen after the school let out
today, and all indications were that it was aimed towards Blake.  Perhaps
for ransom, but no details there yet," the detective informed us.

"I'd have busted them up good, Dad.  Don't worry, I'm a green belt now,"
Blake announced still buzzing that he appeared to be the center of all the
attention.

"A green belt?  I thought you were yellow?"

Blake just looked at me and I almost needed security to protect me from the
daggers he was giving.  "Dad!  That was two belts ago.  I'm green now.  I'd
have totally kicked their asses."

"Is anyone else in danger?"  I asked.

Detective Rylan replied.  "It doesn't appear so, but in a case like this
where we foil a plan, they sometimes change to a secondary target.  We
recommend additional security until we have a chance to complete our
investigation."

"I've arranged personal protection for the family," Colin assured him.

"Are you sure you don't require a police presence?  I could have a patrol
car posted out front."

"I don't think that would be necessary.  The house has perimeter sensing
and a lockdown system.  Additionally, we have a panic room if it got that
serious."

"Sounds like you're well covered.  Do you know anyone that may have a
vendetta against you, or your family?"

"Then only one that comes to mind is Landon Monroe.  He tried to kidnap
Blake once before, but he should still be in prison," Colin informed him.

"We'll look into it.  Anyone else?"

"Could be a crazy fan.  Right Dad?" Blake added.  "I'm a big celebrity on
TV, so it could be someone like that.  Justin Bieber has tons of security
for crazy people trying to rip his clothes off and have sex with him and
stuff."

I looked at Blake.  "Bieber rips his own clothes off and posts the results
on Instagram.  So no getting ideas mister!"

"Just saying it could be someone like that," Blake grinned.

"Have you had any letters, emails or personal contact with anyone like
that?"  The detective asked.

"No, but lots of people want selfies with me," Blake grinned.  "One girl
even grabbed my butt.  It was cool though.  She was cute.  I don't think
she was a kidnapper type."

"Probably not," the detective agreed with a slight smile.  "Anyone else
that may have a reason to come after you?"

I snapped my fingers.  "What about Scott Larsen?"  I said looking at Colin.

"Right.  I forgot about him."

"Who's Scott Larson?"  Detective Rylan asked.

"He was a manager at our club that we had arrested for dealing drugs," I
said.  I doubt it would be him, but he could be pissed for sure."

"If you think of anyone else, here's my card with my cell phone number on
it.  We'll be in touch as soon as we know more Mr. Worthington,
Mr. Masters.  Our team is happy to work with your security."

"Thank you, Detective.  I hope we can resolve this quickly.  Please let me
know if I can pay for additional resources to help with your
investigation," Colin said as we walked him to the door.

After the police left, everyone gathered in the great room, and we Skyped
with J.P., who confirmed that he'd met the personal security that Colin had
sent.

"Everyone will be assigned someone until we're sure no further risk
exists," Colin said beginning the conversation.

"Colin. Chance and I appreciate the offer of security, but I doubt we'd be
a target for anyone," Kyle said interrupting.

"Me either," Troy said quickly.

"Do I have to have one?  It would feel stupid with some guy walking around
with me all the time," Ben added.

"Guys, at least for the short term until the police know more, let's be
safe and use the bodyguards.  You can have them inconspicuous but nearby.
Jason and Alex, I've added an extra bodyguard to help Malcolm protect the
kids."

"How many do I get?"  Blake asked quickly.  "I think three would look cool,
and we should make a motorcade to take me to school."

"Just one at a time on rotating shifts. When we're in the house we'll have
security level one activated, which means the doors and windows will lock
behind us and the gate codes will be deactivated, with only voice
activation through ADAM to open them.  Also, all perimeter sensors will be
on, so don't go jumping fences."

"I'm gonna go let Cory & Brody know.  They'll want to come over and help
out.  WAIT!  Maybe Lincoln is trying to have me kidnapped so he can have
Brody to himself!  What's the Detective's number, I'll call him and let him
know."

"I don't think Lincoln is trying to have you kidnapped, Blake.  This is
Dalton and he'll be with you tomorrow when you leave the house," Colin said
introducing the large man off to the side.  Justin, you'll have Bryan," he
said pointing to the other guy next to him.  The dude looked like a cross
between an MMA fighter and an Abercrombie Model.  Yeah, I'd be okay with a
bodyguard I think.  "The other guy over there is Trent.  He's the head of
my security and he'll be with me," he added before introducing the rest of
the invasion force.  It looked like a squad of MI-5 agents heading out on a
mission.  I'd say CSIS agents, but I don't know what they look like. No one
has ever seen CSIS agents.  I think they hang out with Sasquatch and
Ogopogo!  These bodyguards were more the James Bondish looking type.

"Mr. Worthington-Masters," Dalton said as he shook Blake's hand.

"You should call me Blake.  Do you have a gun?"

Dalton laughed.  "No.  Personal security aren't allowed to carry guns.  But
don't worry I'm trained in hand to hand combat."

"Cool, like Batman.  I'm in karate, so I can help too."

"Good to know," Dalton said as he gave a small smile and stepped back.

"If I may, I'd like to go over some things with you," Trent said as he
stepped forward to address everyone. "Our job is to protect you against
outside threats to your life.  Blake and Ben, it does not usually include
normal school issues with persons your own age, unless you wish to have
Blake protected against that."

"No.  We only want him protected against anyone that might be an abduction
threat," Colin replied.

"Your personal security is required to have you in sight at all times, so
please do not head off with friends they have not been introduced to."

"So, you're going to go in the bathroom with me?" Blake asked quickly.

"No, but Dalton will check the washroom first and be outside.  We have
already checked out your school and classrooms.  Your security will not be
in there with you, but watching from the outside.  If you are in trouble,
just some things I'd like you to remember.  First a hand signal in case we
can't hear you.  Do you ever cross your middle and index fingers like when
you make a promise you don't plan on keeping?" He asked showing what he
meant.

"I don't use it much," Blake admitted.

"Good.  That'll be your signal if you need immediate extraction or help.
Hold it up close to your head."  Blake did it so he could be sure he
understood, and Ben copied it as well.  "Next if any adult, male or female,
approaches you that you don't recognize I'd like you to remember a phrase
to alert me."

"I could yell stranger danger!"  Blake grinned.

"We use something that doesn't alert the person.  How about a line like
`Snapchat that.'

"Snapchat what?"

"That would be what you announce if you feel something isn't right."

"Okay, that's pretty woke Trent.  So, if I see a giant bald tattooed guy
coming toward me with an AK.  I'd say Snapchat that?"

"Oddly specific, but definitely.  You are Dalton's only priority.  You are
the boss unless he determines that you are in imminent danger.  At that
point he will tell you we are in lockdown and you do exactly what he tells
you.  That goes for everyone.  You go about your normal routine, unless we
take over for your safety."

"Got it.  Do I get a bulletproof vest or anything?"

"No.  You live your life as normal.  Just ignore me."

"Are you gonna watch me sleep and stuff?"

"No, you only need protection you while you're off the property.  And
finally, if someone does attack you, the best defensive is to fight back
hard.  Go for the eyes, nose, neck, groin, or knees.  Enough to hold anyone
off until your security takes over.  If it comes to that.  Any questions?"

Blake put his hand up enthusiastically.  "Can I kick him in the nuts super
hard?"

"As hard as possible.  Anything to incapacitate him and make him let you
go."

"Wicked!"  I almost laughed as I could already imagine how many guys were
gonna get kicked in the nuts in the next few days.  "If I go over to my
boyfriends, and I think his new boyfriend is gonna attack me, should I use
the `snapchat this' thing?"

"Only if you believe he is a threat to your life.  Remember, we will not
interfere with your normal activities."

"Be careful of being the boy who cried wolf, Blake," Colin cautioned.

"Dad...Dad...Dad!"  he said patting Colin on the back.  "Have you not been
paying attention?  I don't cry wolf, I cry `Snapchat That'.  Old people are
so not woke.  Ummm, so if me and Brody are gonna do stuff like make out in
the park and have sex or something, are you gonna be there Dalton?"

"If you're in a public place, I'll be standing nearby to ensure your
safety.  If you are doing something in private, I will be within earshot."

Blake giggled.  "Guess I better be quiet during sex, huh?"

"Or you entertain your boyfriend here instead of a public park," Colin
suggested.

"What fun would that be?" Blake grinned.  Colin glared at me.

"WHAT?  I didn't teach him that," I said defending myself.  "He may have
picked it up from me, but I didn't actually teach it to him."

"I'm ready.  Let's bust some balls, Dalton!"

Colin interjected.  "Blake, this isn't a game.  I need you to take is
seriously and be aware of strangers around you.  If you see someone getting
close to you, stick near Dalton.  It's his job to protect you."

"Do you have a thing in your ear where you talk into your sleeve?"

"You mean like this?"  Dalton asked as he took a small device out of his
ear.  "It's a com device where I'll be in touch with our team if I need
help."

"Now we're talking.  What about my motorcade?  I think three identical
bulletproof SUV ought to do it."

"Did you wish such a vehicle Mr. Worthington?"

"No.  Just the normal cars.  Blake, Dalton will drive you where you need to
go."

"Seems a little risky, but okay.  If you need me to take over driving at
all, I'm a professional now.  I'll put my helmet in the car just so I have
added protection."

The meeting broke up and Colin took off with Trent to discuss details.
Trent was hot.  I'm talking seriously fit and HOT!  I could see why Colin
chose him.  If his pants were any tighter, I'd have said they were painted
on and his ass was like a melon.  Damn, I was almost jealous, but my guy
Bryan was also pretty fine.  If these guys are gay, maybe they could lie on
top of us to add an extra security layer.  I'd be okay with that.  Blake
seemed pretty taken by Dalton as he was off showing him some Karate moves,
while Dalton reciprocated by showing him some defensive techniques, as Ben
and Kyle looked on.

The next day, the security force was waiting outside the house as we left.
It was like we had prom dates at the door.  I expected them to be in black
suits with dark shades looking like secret service, but they were each
dressed according to the environment for their assignment.  Only Colin's
security was dressed in a suit for the business environment.  Everyone else
was reasonably casual.  I was thinking of taking Bryan to the dungeon at
the `Q' but that might be a little much for our first date.  We'll have to
stick with the back stairwell off the food court for now.  I got a few
questions from the friends at University who noticed the `creepy dude'
staring at us, and they were intrigued by the fact I needed personal
security.  The day went without incident and by the time I got home, I was
almost disappointed that I wasn't whisked away to a waiting car to race
through town at high speed dodging cars racing after us with fully
automatic weapons blazing.  I watch a lot of movies... Blake got home from
school and burst into the house at a pace usually reserved for Olympic
sprinters.  I thought he might be on fire, but since I didn't see flames, I
ruled that out.

"We gotta keep Dalton!"

"Why?  Did something happen today?"  I asked concerned.

"I'll say.  Everyone wanted to know why I had a big man following me around
everywhere.  When I told them he was my bodyguard, they thought it was
super cool.  Dalton just stood nearby all the time and barely even talked
to anyone.  He opened doors for me, even the car.  How was your bodyguard?"

"Super annoying," I admitted.  "Makes it very hard to meet new people when
a large guy is watching you all the time.  I'll be happy when the cops find
the source of the threat."

"How about you Colin?"  Blake asked.

"I get used to personal security Blake.  I have them around a lot, you just
never see them as they get pretty good at blending in."

"Oh, I don't want Dalton to blend in.  I want him to talk into his sleeve
all the time and say stuff like `Mayhem is leaving the lair', or `Mayhem
has entered the lizard cage.'"

"Lizard cage?"  I asked.

"Yeah.  The bathroom.  Where you whip out your lizard to take a pee," he
grinned.  I should have figured that out.  "My code name is Mayhem."

Dalton just looked at me and smiled.  "He chose it for himself, sir.  We
didn't pick it for him."

"That's okay.  It fits," I said with a smile.  "It's his go to nickname for
himself."

"Is Dalton coming to diving with me tonight?"

"Someone will.  Anytime you leave the property you'll have protection.
There might even be times when they think the situation warrants two guys."

"Nice.  Just don't send a girl to protect me.  That would be super
embarrassing," he added.

"Noted," Colin said trying not to grin.  "Although some female protection
agents are pretty tough."

"Maybe, but I wouldn't want the kids at school saying I had to be protected
by a girl.  That would just ruin my rep, Dad."

"I can see that.  We'll make sure you have male security."

I decided to go along with Blake to diving as I hadn't been in a while.
Once we were at the pool, Bryan stuck near me, while Dalton went to the
change room with Blake.  Nothing creepy about that.  Some large guy
watching a bunch of boys change.  Maybe I should become a bodyguard instead
of a therapist.  Blake and his team were awesome at practice and they had
come a long way since the last time I'd seen them.  Either the boys were
growing or their suits were getting smaller, but their diving skills were
insane.  I held my breath several times as I watched them dive from the 10
metre.  Blake still had to wear the wrist supports when he dove, whereas
some of the older boys had been able to leave them behind now.  I think
they do that for younger kids because their bones aren't as strong, or it
helps weigh them down so they go in head first.  Who knows.

Once it was over, the whole team seemed to exit the locker room a lot
faster than normal.  They were all hanging around Blake, taking turns
looking up at Dalton.  Blake was grinning as if he were royalty.  I saw
Kane waiting for Warren so I went to say hi.

"Hey Kane.  Did you see the practice?"  I asked in order to make
conversation.

"No.  I just stopped by to pick up the kid," he replied.  "What's with the
stalker looking guys with you?"

"Personal security," I told him.  "Just a temporary thing...I hope."

He nodded as if he understood.

"You and Warren feel like coming over to the house and hitting the hot tub?
I'd say go swimming, but the boys are probably tired of the water after
practice."

"We have to get home.  We're practicing for the wrestling competition we're
hosting next weekend.  You guys should join in.  It's a winner take all and
the entry fee is 20 bucks."

I laughed.  "I should just give you my 20 bucks now and bend over for my
fuck.  Would save a lot of bruises."

"You'd have fun.  You're actually getting a lot better?"

"Thanks.  I have had lots of practice," I replied with a grin.  "Oh, wait,
did you mean getting better at being fucked, or wrestling?"

"Wrestling," he said with a smile.  "I'm guessing you've been pretty good
at sex for a while."

So, he DOES know me!  "If you think I'm getting better at wrestling, you
should probably cut back on the weed.  I think it's affecting your
judgement.  I still lose more than anyone."

"Yeah, but you've managed to beat a couple of guys," he reminded me.

"Yeah...the 14 year olds.  Hardly says anything about my abilities," I
laughed.

"Can we go Justin?  Please.  I could kick ass and take names," Blake
pleaded.

"We'll see what your schedule is like next weekend," I replied not wanting
to commit to anything.

"Cool.  See you at the next practice, Warren," Blake said as we headed back
to the car with our bodyguards leading and following like we were in a
protective bubble.  Once we got home, Blake began pestering me again about
the wrestling competition.

"I thought you would be at the `JQ' event that Saturday," I replied.

"Nah.  It's one of the training events.  They're gonna teach boys about
fucking and stuff.  It said they'd learn everything from douching to being
able to relax to take a penis properly.  I already know that so I can miss
it."

"It's up to you.  If you want to go to wrestling, I'm fine with it."

"You gotta come too so I can beat your ass in front of everyone," he said
giving me a wrestling pose and growl.

"Oh, so that's the real reason.  You want to try and embarrass me."

"Duh!  You embarrass me all the time, so it's only fair to do
recip-nification."  Now he's back to making up words.  I guess the
dictionary studying when Brooks was here didn't stick.

For the remainder of the week Blake practiced wrestling with anyone who'd
do it with him.  He said there would be like six boys his age and a bunch
my age at the competition, and it would be...in his words...epic sick and
lit.  So when something is epic sick and lit, you pretty much have to go.
I think it's a federal law.

I learned a lot about Bryan throughout the week, including that he worked
out three hours a day.  No wonder he looked as fit as he was.  He said a
lot of the guys worked out at the gym together, and I told him that I kept
meaning to go, but usually got busy.  He offered to let me train with them,
and part of me considered it.  Once that part went back down and I adjusted
it in inside my underwear, I declined, saying that I doubted I could keep
up with them.  He seemed genuine in wanting me to go and said he could show
me a few things.  I think we all know me well enough by now to know what
things I wanted to see.  Yes...the proper way to use half the equipment!
Perverts!!  Although having him spot me on equipment and hanging out in the
steam room, brought up all sorts of porn fantasies, so I may have to go
after all.

I got a call from Colin at the same time that I got a tap on the shoulder
from Bryan telling me we were in lockdown and that I was to go with him
immediately.  Here we go again, I thought to myself.  "What's happening,
Colin?  I've just been told we're in lockdown."

"Yeah, there was an incident at the school," he revealed.

"What sort of incident?  Is Blake alright?"

"Yeah.  He's at home under protection.  The police also have Brody and Cory
in protective custody."

"Cory and Brody?  Why?  What happened?"

"There was another attempt to get Blake," he revealed.

"Shit!  Do they know who it was this time?"

"Yeah.  We were right.  It was Landon.  Apparently, he was released a
couple weeks ago and they failed to mention it to us."

"So, he's back in jail, I hope?"

"Not sure yet, but I'll meet you at home," he said as we hung up.

"Holy crap Dad!  You shoulda seen it today at school.  It was epic!  Like
Ninja shit!" Blake said as he ran up to me as soon as I got into the house.

"Okay, deep breaths and come sit down and tell me what happened," I said as
I put my arm around him and went to hug Colin who had beaten me home.
Jason had returned home when he heard about it, not only for Blake, but for
Cory as well, and to make sure his own boys were okay.  Detective Rylan was
in the house along with his partner.  Police partner, not domestic
one...just so we're clear on who's who in this situation.

"It appears from what we can tell that while Mr. Monroe was in prison, he
continued his idea of kidnapping Blake for a ransom.  The chatter we'd
heard was from his former cellmates who he recruited to help him.  We
assume they'd been planning for a while as they knew some of Blake's
friends, specifically Brody Harrison.  They threatened Brody to text Blake
to come out to the school bleachers to meet him..."

"I thought he wanted to fool around," Blake explained.  "We've kinda done
it there before.  Not like skipping school or anything," he added to the
detective.

"Once they had him there, we think their plan was to grab both boys, but
Cory Mills had chosen to join Blake for his walk to the bleachers," the
detective continued.  "According to your security, the situation looked
secure as the kidnappers were hidden until the last minute when one man
jumped out of hiding, and by accident, selected Cory instead of Blake, and
took off with him.  We understand that the other man had threatened Brody
Harrison with a knife, and the boy felt he had no choice but to cooperate."

"Oh my god!"  I exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Masters, my job was to protect Blake and I was by myself.
I radioed for help and contacted the police the second it all went down."

"You shoulda seen Dalton Dad!  He beat the crap out of the guy who attacked
Brody and knocked him out.  I mean out cold.  I thought he was dead or
somefin'!"  Blake interrupted.

"I had to make a decision, sir.  I sent Brody with Blake to run back into
the school to get help from the office.  I apologize for leaving my charge
unprotected."

"It sounds like you didn't have an option," Colin assured him.

"Please continue," Detective Rylan said to Dalton.

"Once I was sure the boys were no longer in imminent danger, I proceeded to
pursue the kidnapper who had the younger boy, Cory, in his possession.  I
caught up to him in the parking lot as he was attempting to put the boy in
the trunk.  We fought and I was able to hold him off until Cory was away
from us and back in the school.  At that time the police arrived and took
over."

I felt tears run down my face.  "Oh my god!  Is Cory alright?  We owe you
everything, Dalton.  You saved not only Blake and Brody, but rescued Cory
as well."

"Only doing my job sir, but again, I apologize for leaving Blake unattended
during the altercation."

"I'd say under the circumstances you didn't have much of a choice."

"The principal locked us in his office and people stood guard at the door.
It was like the most woke thing ever!!  I think they're gonna make this
into a movie," Blake added excitedly.  "I'm just glad Dalton got Cory
back."

Detective Rylan agreed and assured Dalton that without his help the
situation could have been a lot worse.  "We'll be posting additional
officers at the school and providing support for Brody and Cory as well."

"I'll take care of the security for both families," Colin offered. "As well
as any counselling or therapy the boys may need.  We should contact Sheila
and Brody's parent's right away."

"The two boys are at the police station, giving their statements.  I can
give you a ride there if you wish."

"I could get us there faster.  I have the helicopter in the back yard,"
Colin replied surprising me.  Since when do we have a helicopter?  "Does
the VPD have a landing pad?"

"Yes, there's one available," Detective Rylan acknowledged.

"Then, I vote for helicopter," Bake said enthusiastically as he got up and
ran to the back windows.  "Holy shit, Dad!  There's a helicopter on the
lawn.  See you out there!"  He raced out of the house and disappeared as
the rest of us headed out more slowly. He really hasn't grasped the concept
of lockdown or personal security yet.  In movies you never jump into a
waiting helicopter as the pilot is usually compromised and takes off with
the victim.  Colin had already called the pilot to tell him that we were
leaving, and to file a flight plan to VPD.  Once aboard and strapped in, I
held on as we lifted up for the short trip across the city.  Now I know how
the U.S. president must feel like aboard Marine One.  I was just
disappointed that no one saluted me when I boarded.  I'll have to work on
that for future trips.

We landed on the roof of the main police station and were escorted down to
the interview rooms.  I was quickly corrected when I called them
interrogation rooms.  Apparently, VPD interviews, and doesn't
interrogate. I bet they do that stuff in the concrete sub basement with
water and electric probes on huge batteries.  At least that's how I'd do
it.

The first person we saw was Sheila sitting outside one of the rooms.  Colin
rushed up to her quickly and gave her a hug.  "Sheila, I'm so sorry.  Is
Cory alright?"

"He's just giving his statement.  They informed me that he'll probably need
to testify in court to ensure the man is put away for the maximum term.
I'm really scared for him, but proud.  He's handling it well considering.
Thank you for your security being so fast."

"It was Dalton here who actually prevented the abduction from getting
further than it did."

"Thank you for saving Cory.  I don't know what we would have done without
you."

"Just doing my job Ma'am.  I'm sorry that it got as far as it did."

"He's safe and that's all that matters."

"Sheila, I'm willing to provide Cory with round the clock protection if you
wish," Colin offered.

"Thank you, Colin.  From what we've learned, this was a case of mistaken
identity.  The man who grabbed Cory thought he was Blake. I understand the
police will be securing the school for a little while, so we might not need
personal security.  Thank you though."

"I'd like to offer it anyway just until the police wrap up their
investigation and we're sure there are no more threats.  We've managed to
keep this out of the media to prevent a panic, or to embolden others to try
the same thing.  Detective Rylan believes they have the guys responsible,
but let's air on the side of caution in case others are out there that we
don't know about yet."

"Thank you.  Are you alright, Blake?"  Sheila asked as he turned her
attention to him, as he looked through the window at his best friend being
interviewed.

"I'm okay.  I'm just glad we caught the guys and that Cory is okay.  Is
Brody here too?"

"Yes, he's in the room down the hall with an interviewer and his parents,"
Rylan replied.

"Can I go see them.  Let them know I'm here?"  He asked looking up at the
adults gathered around him.

"In a bit.  We just need a statement from you as to what you saw and heard.
It'll be useful for court."

"Okay.  I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the
truth, so help me God!"  Blake smiled.

"Good.  That's all we can ask for."

"I only saw the part where they grabbed Brody and Cory.  I didn't see the
other stuff."

"That's fine.  We just need to record what you witnessed.  We'll video it
to save you having to write it down if that's okay?"

"That's fine by me.  How's my hair, Dad?"  He asked turning to Colin.

"It's fine."

"Fine?  Or perfect?  If I'm gonna be on video, I have a rep ya know?  What
if they leak my statement to the press and my hair is a mess?"

"We don't leak video statements to the press," the detective assured him.

"Okay.  Oh, if this gets bigger and we all have to go into witness
protection, can I pick my own name and keep my hair blond?"

"It won't get that big," Rylan said almost amused by Blake.

As both Blake and Dalton went with officers to give their statements, Colin
and I went to find Brody and his parents, while Jason remained with Sheila
to wait for Cory.  The same apology was given and protection offered.  The
parents weren't as warm as Sheila and suggested that until they situation
was resolved fully, that perhaps Blake and Brody should remain apart for a
bit to ensure their own son's safety. They also declined the protection
offer saying that the police would handle it. They were also a bit upset
that Brody was apparently being interrogated...excuse me...interviewed
about possibly being part of it and luring Blake outside.  No one believed
that for one second, but the police had to cover all the bases.  No wonder
the Harrison's didn't want Blake and Brody together.  I was glad the boys
weren't there to hear the conversation as Colin agreed to their terms.  I'm
sure they're both gonna freak out about it.  Hopefully, this will all be
over in a day or so.  Brody's parents were at least grateful enough to
remember to ask us to say thank you to Dalton for his fast reflexes and for
saving Brody from additional harm.  We returned to the waiting area where
Cody was now out of the interview and seated between Sheila and Jason.  As
soon as he saw us, he jumped up and ran to give us a hug.

"I'm glad you're okay, Cory," I said as I held him.

"Me too.  That Dalton guy is super awesome.  He saved my life.  The police
said that they thought I was Blake.  That's why they grabbed me by mistake.
Is Blake okay?"

"Yep, he's fine.  He's just giving his statement down the hall.  He wanted
to come in and see how you were doing, but they needed the statements
first."

"Yeah, that's so we don't continmate...uhhh, what's that word Mom?"

"Contaminate," she replied with a slight smile.

"Yeah.  So we don't contaminate the actual events by talking to each
other."

"Well we're all happy you're safe.  The bad guys are behind bars, so they
won't be attacking again," Colin assured him.

"He's probably gonna get the electric chair for kidnapping a kid and having
a knife, huh?"

"That'd be nice, but we don't have electric chairs here," Colin said as
Cory let go of us and stood looking around at everything in the station.

"Too bad," he said sitting down next to Sheila as she put her arm around
him.

"Agreed."

Blake and Dalton returned shortly afterward and Detective Rylan spoke to us
as a group.  "Everyone is free to go.  The Harrison's asked me to relay a
message that for now they would prefer no further contact until we have
closed this case.  Which will mean until after the trial."

Blake looked at the detective and then at Colin and I.  "What's that mean?
No further contact?"

"It means that Brody's parents feel it would be unsafe for Brody to hang
around with you for now, so they want you to stay away from him to avoid a
further incident like happened today."

"What?  I can't see my boyfriend?  That blows!  What about at school?"

"For now, don't go out of your way to find him.  Dalton and other security
will be there for a while to ensure nothing happens, but just give it a few
days to let things calm down.  His parents are understandably upset."

"Is Cory still allowed to hang out with me?" Blake asked looking at Sheila
almost expecting the worst.  "We could wear name tags if that'll help,"
Blake negotiated, getting a smile from everyone.

"Cory will always be allowed to hang out with you, Blake and vice versa, I
assume.  You two are more like brothers than friends.  I'm confident that
the police have this under control now, but I might keep Cory home from
school tomorrow as he's been through a pretty traumatic event."

"I could come hang out with him if you want.  I've been traumaticked too,
so we should take the day off school together," he said looking up at Colin
and I.

"We'll talk about it tonight.  For now, why don't we all go out to dinner?"
Colin offered.

We left the station with our entourage of family and bodyguards and climbed
into a couple of waiting SUV's.  I guess the helicopter wasn't an option to
go to dinner.  Too bad.  I liked avoiding traffic in it.  I might have to
borrow that sometime.  I made a note to ask Colin how I could use it when I
needed it.  Can you see me going to the mall in it?  Or landing on the roof
at the university.  Talk about a boy magnet.  Damn.  With that thing I
could get into the pants of even the straightest straight boy.  I wonder if
Kelly has even been in a helicopter before?  Would that count as joining
the mile-high club if I did him in there?  How far is a mile?  I had to
Google that as it's confusing to convert the antiquated system with metric,
but it turns out a mile is 1609 metres, and helicopters can fly up to 7500
metres, so we're good!  The bodyguards were going to just watch from a
distance as we had dinner, but we all insisted they'd earned more than
their pay today and had them join us.  Once it was over, Colin sent Trent
with Sheila and Cory to ensure they got home safely and to check their
house over just to be vigilant.  The police were posting a patrol car
outside for a few days just to be sure that no other incidents would flare
up.  Blake gave Dalton one last hug before he left for the evening and we
settled in behind a locked house.  The other guys all got the story as to
what happened, with Jason seemingly being the most upset as Cory was still
his little brother.  Jason offered to go spend the day with Cory while he
was at home.

"I'll go with you Uncle J-man!"  Bake offered.  "I'm having traumatics too,
so I think I need a day off school."

"Fine, but stick close to Dalton if you go outside," Colin acquiesced.

"We will.  I'm gonna get him to teach Cory some of his moves, so we're
ready if anything happens again.  I have a theory about all this, Dad."

"You do, huh?"  Colin said smiling at him.  "This should be good."

"I think Brody accidentally told Lincoln about Landon trying to kidnap me
before, and he figured it might be a good way to get me out of the picture
so he could have Brody all to himself.  Lincoln probably went to the prison
and gave Landon details and they cooked this whole thing up.  I mean it
worked, right?  I'm not allowed to see Brody anymore."

"Hmmm, so you think a 15 year old went to prison to work out details with a
convicted kidnapper?  You think the prison would just let a kid in to see
someone like that?"  Colin asked trying to be serious.

"Sure.  He's almost as big as a grown up so he probably wore a disguise,
like a fake beard and moustache. It happens all the time on crime shows."

"I think it's more likely that Landon has been fuming ever since he was
arrested and has had nothing but time to think of a revenge plot, and
involved other prisoners into his dumb idea.  Now, he'll get a lot longer
for a second offense," Colin assured him.  "I think if Lincoln wanted Brody
that bad, he'd use school rules."

"What are school rules?"  Blake asked.

"A fight maybe, or offer Brody something you can't give him?"

"Like what?  I have way more stuff than Lincoln."

"Maybe it's all in your head and Brody is just enjoying making a new friend
and in time all three of you will be good friends together."

"So, we'd both be his boyfriend?"  Blake asked looking like he was
contemplating the idea.

"Or just friends," I suggested.

"Might not be a bad idea," Jason agreed, then turned the conversation back
to the real situation. "After this, I might even start the boys on some
sort of self defence.  It's never too early.  Plus, at their age, they'll
think it's a fun activity and not realize how useful it'll be.  I think Jui
Jitsu might be a good one."

"I'll go with you if you want," Blake offered.

"Aren't you in enough with everything else you do?"  I asked.

"I can squeeze in some Jui Jitsu since I'm not in Scouts anymore and my
boyfriend is forbidden to see me."

"A little extra defense training never hurts," Colin agreed.  "Maybe we'll
all do it as a family."

We wound up the night and all headed for bed after another exhausting day.

"Can I sleep in here with you guys tonight?"  Blake asked as he stood in
the doorway of the bedroom.

"Of course," Colin replied.  Blake's face lit up as he raced to jump over
me and squeeze in between us, still in his underwear.  He snuggled back up
against Colin and pulled one of his arms over him so he was secure.  Then
he reached out and took hold of my hand.  "Thanks for making sure I was
okay.  We should keep Dalton."

"We will for a while.  At least until we make sure everything is back to
normal," Colin assured him.  Blake smiled and settled in to sleep.
Surprisingly that's how he stayed all night and even in the morning there
were none of the usual antics of trying to have sex with us.  He simply
woke up, got out of bed, and raced to the bathroom for a pee before
returning and snuggling in again.  Normally I'd be happy that he wasn't
trying to trick us into sex, but today I was a little concerned.  I hoped
this incident wasn't having some sort of PTSD affect on him.  We'd all have
to watch him closely.

Dalton drove Jason and Blake over to Cory's to spend the day and I went
back to University with Bryan still in tow, although I was pretty sure I
didn't need him any longer if all the bad guys were in custody.  Everyone
wanted to hear the story, and were shocked to hear just how real it had
gotten.  I'm sure they originally thought this was either some rich people
paranoia type shit, or me trying to be a drama queen, but their attitudes
toward my bodyguard changed quickly after hearing what happened.

A couple days later, Colin let us all know that he'd been in court when the
guys were taken in front of a judge, where bail was denied and that
Landon's parole had been revoked, and he'll be inside for a few more years.
The other guy would be remaining in jail until the trial, so Colin called
off all the personal security, except for Dalton.  Blake had asked if he
could keep Dalton for a while as he was a pretty cool `accessory' to help
his bad boy image.

"We don't want you to have a bad boy image," I grinned.  "We want you as
the hot cute cool celebrity stud you are now."

"I think keeping Dalton is a good idea, at least for a little while," Colin
agreed.

"Mr. Worthington.  I know that you're all planning on taking Jui Jitsu as
defensive training.  I'm a black belt, so I'd be happy to offer my services
during my free time."

"Yeah!  Can we do that Dad?  Please!!!" Blake begged obviously having
formed a fast bond with Dalton already.

"Fine. I think that would be a good idea.  We'll of course pay you for your
time, Dalton."

"That wouldn't be necessary sir.  You already gave me a more than gracious
bonus for just doing my job."

"And you earned every penny.  No, we'll pay you to teach all of us, from
the twins to the adults," Colin negotiated and set up times for us to
train.  Look out friggin' Yoda, here comes Justin, Jedi Master in training.
Maybe he could teach me a few things to help me with Kane and his buddies
when we wrestle.  Speaking of that we have the wrestling competition at
Kane's tomorrow that I promised Blake he could go to.  Dalton was off, but
Bryan was on duty to provide security for Blake.  He would wait outside,
which was too bad I hoped he would jump into a singlet and wrestle me.  He
could see how good I am...at getting fucked.

When we arrived at Kane's for the wrestling competition, a lot of the guys
were already there and I recognized some, including Warren and Kane of
course, as well as Gabe, Kane's friend.  We were introduced to the others,
although I don't really get around to remembering names until we've fucked,
and even then, only if they were worth doing again.  I think I met a Brian,
Rowan, Murray and Charles, just to name four of the 10, all of whom were
much bigger than me and obviously ate small buildings for breakfast.  Then
I met Clark, Kane and Warren's father.  The man was huge.  No neck and so
solidly built it looked like you could drive a train into him and total the
train while he walked away unhurt.  When he shook my hand I'm pretty sure I
heard the bones break all the way up to my elbow.  The furniture had been
rearranged from the last time I was here with more mats in the center to
give a better wrestling space.

Kane handed me a singlet as he usually did since I didn't have one of my
own, and we walked over to where the others were getting ready.  I still
think that's one good thing about sports guys.  They have no problem
stripping in front of each other.  I have to find a sport that I like so I
can hang out in more dressing rooms.  Clark had followed us over to the
area where the guys were changing.

"Justin, you're one of Blake's fathers huh.  He's told me a lot about you.
I've never met a gay guy before.  At least not one that admitted it.  Must
be liberating."

"I dunno about being liberating.  I'm just me and don't think much about it
beyond that."  I somehow doubt he'd never met a gay guy before.

"I understand that you've been over for practice with the boys a few times.
How'd that go?"

"Mainly not so well.  I haven't mastered it yet so I pretty much lose.
Blake seems to have gotten the hang of it though."

"Yeah I heard that he punished Warren a few times," Clark laughed.
"That'll teach him to work harder.  You keep losing to Kane and we may have
trouble."

"How's that?"  I asked curiously as I finished putting the singlet straps
on my shoulders, while trying to keep my distance from the other guys who
were changing around me.  Last thing you need in a tight spandex outfit is
a boner.  Shows way too much to be able to hide anything.

"If he knows you're easy to beat, he'll never need to work harder or even
go out and get a girlfriend if he can just fuck you.  You gotta learn to
beat him boy.  Teach him a lesson he'll never forget.  Maybe I'll give you
a few private lessons myself.  Let's take a closer look at you."

He spun me around and in one move yanked my singlet down to my ankles.
What was the point in getting dressed if he was just going to strip me?  He
raised my hands and put them behind my head and felt my biceps, neck, upper
and lower back, then checked my leg muscles from top to bottom.  I felt
like I was at a meat auction while others also looked on, probably
wondering if I was the mascot or something.  Then he spun me around to face
him with my arms still behind my head.  He felt my pecs and abs.  He
whistled appreciatively as he looked at my cock and took a hold of it and
bounced it in his hand a couple times as if to feel the weight of it.

"I can see why no one really wants you to win.  That's a huge incentive for
them to beat you."

"Not really an issue.  I suck at wrestling.  I'm usually just here to
support Blake."

"Kane, you like wrestling Justin?"

"It's good practice," he replied noncommittally.

This family was crazy.  Not only were Warren and Kane in on this stupid
rule, but apparently it was their father leading the charge and had all
their friends convinced of it.  I don't know if I was pissed at the idea,
or mad that I hadn't thought of it.  I thought it was just Kane who was the
closeted homo, using wrestling to fuck guys, but looks like it might be the
Dad who was the big old `mo.

"With a cock this size, maybe we should change the rules when Justin is
here fellas," Clark said a little louder as he casually stroked my cock and
squeezed it as if he were checking my biceps.  "How big does this get?"

I felt like telling him that if he kept holding it, he would find out soon
enough, but I didn't want to ruin his illusion that he was straight.
"About 8, 8 and a half, I guess."

"Good size.  Maybe today if you lose we'll have Justin fuck you.  How would
that be guys?  If you can't man up and win, you get a gay guy with a
massive cock to teach you to work harder."  I'm not sure, but I think that
was racist or homophobic, or some sort of something against me.  All I
really heard though was that I might get to fuck more than a dozen guys.
Sounds like a good day out if you ask me.  Before Clark let me go, he
licked his thumb and shoved it up my ass.  "That's a nice tight one.  I'll
bet you don't get fucked a lot, eh?  With a big dick like yours, you're
probably the one doing the fucking, aren't you?"

Boy was he was off.  I didn't bother to answer as he felt around inside me.
Yeah, this dude was gayer than me and buried it as part of his wrestling
incentives.  I actually don't have a lot of respect for fags like this.
But I wasn't gonna stop him feeling me up...I'm not THAT disrespectful.

"The competition today is to get you boys ready for the big meet next
weekend," Clark said continuing after he'd pulled his thumb out of me. "$20
gets you in today and it's winner take all.  We'll have the two divisions.
Under 14, and 14 and older.  We don't really have enough guys to break it
down to weight categories, so each group will only have one winner.  As you
all know, one of the weaknesses of your opponents from other teams is that
they sometimes have hang-ups about the wrong body parts touching them, and
it changes their concentration or hold.  We don't have that problem here
boys, so today if you lose your match you lose your singlet, and wrestle
for the rest of the day without it.  Get a boner while you're wrestling and
your opponent will dick slap you in front of everyone."  Shit, I hate being
dick slapped.  I wonder if there would be an exception for the gay boy in
the room...me.  "The overall winner today will be the one with the most
points, so technique and skill is everything boys.  The matches are three
minutes long and we'll tally up points as we go.  If you go for the pin
right away, you might be losing out on valuable points, so do your best to
increase your scores.  We draw names to see who wrestles who."  The boys
all handed in their 20 bucks and picked a name.  I picked myself, which
seemed like I might have a fighting chance.  I'd wrestled with Jason and
J.P. enough to know whether I could beat myself or not, but I was made to
put my name back and pick another one.  Hardly seems fair.  "As added
incentive to help you win today boys, we are going to keep track of how
many wins and losses you have, in addition to the points.  We'll subtract
the losses from the wins and if you are in the negative, that number will
determine how many times you will be getting fucked.  If the number is in
the positive, it will determine how many times you get to fuck.  That
should ensure all of you work hard to win throughout the day and not just
phone it in.  You want to avoid losing and having big dicks like Justin
here inside your tight little asses," he said holding up my cock and balls
again.  Why do I get the feeling that this big `mo is never going to let my
cock go again?  "Seems like it would be a huge incentive to give it
everything you've got and not have that slapping you in the face."

Some of the guys groaned at the idea, but none of them said anything.
Obviously they'd been to the Clark school of wrestling before.  Clark came
up to Kane and put his arm around his son's shoulder.  "Stay focused today
boy, or I'll make sure Justin goes balls deep in you while your friends all
watch.  That should give you the drive to win every match.  I'll make you a
champion yet."  With that he turned his attention to the other guys.  I
pulled my singlet back up and stood there for a second until Kane tapped my
arm.  I followed him to the bathroom, and as he closed the door behind us,
I wondered what the hell had just happened.  I had been stripped and felt
up by his Dad, and was now being told I could be fucking his son in front
of everyone.  Not that I cared, but in a room full of jock straight boys, a
gay guy fucking their friend is going have consequences.  I suppose two
straight boys fucking as punishment is one thing, but a gay guy doing it to
one of them?  What if Kane boned up?  He'd never hear the end of it?  Oh
well, he probably deserved it, but somehow I felt a little sorry for him.
Obviously his fuck the loser rule was only an extension of his father's
rules.  I should grab Blake and get the hell out of there.  Next thing
you'll know is the mother and her knitting circle will come down to watch
the matches.

"Is he serious?"  I asked Kane.

"Yeah, he really is.  The last time he was in this mood, he had one of his
buddies' wrestle me and I couldn't walk for a week.  The guy was built like
a brick shit house and not only was the wresting intense and painful, he
fucked me so hard that I think my ass was wrecked for a week.  When he
really gets into one of his moods, he makes all of us wrestle naked.  I've
had friends over that he's insisted learn how to move properly, and says
nothing does that better than doing it naked where you are constantly aware
of the guys ass and cock rubbing on you.  Definitely makes you move faster
to keep away from them."

"Actually, that one I can see.  I would imagine it's a huge incentive to
get some guys hairy ass out of your face, as opposed to someone in a
singlet."

"You have no idea," he laughed.  Actually, I did.  I `wrestle' naked with
lots of guys, the only difference is that we don't try to get away from
things next to our mouths.  "Of course the guy who loses the most matches
today will end up being fucked a lot, so I wouldn't want to be him."

I almost snorted as he said that, as I'm pretty sure we both knew it would
be me.  "Well, just remember to relax your ass when you get fucked.  I'm
pretty big," I joked.  "Your Dad has some twisted ideas on how to
motivate."

"I sometimes wish I had the kind of Dad that just ignored me, or grounded
me when I did things wrong.  Instead, he chooses to still spank us."

"You get spanked?" I asked almost grinning at the thought of this guy
getting paddled.

"Yep, bareass naked over his knee.  Usually if one of us gets spanked the
other is made to watch."

I was going to say something, but it's none of my business.  The guy is
like 19 years old.  If he can't stand up for himself, then he probably
deserves to be spanked.  There is no question their Dad is a closeted gay.
All I could picture now was Kane over my knee, with his singlet down around
his knees as I spanked his ass, making it nice and pink while he got a
boner and leaked precum all over my thigh.  Then I'd thumb fuck him until
he came and I'd strip his singlet the rest of the way off, throw him on the
floor and mount him like a prize catch.  Shit, now I'm hard again.  This
really is going the be a long day.  "He ever fucked you and Warren as
punishment?"  I asked trying to adjust myself without being noticed.

"That's only a wrestling thing.  He won't fuck Warren, but he's fucked me a
few times now that he says I'm old enough to wrestle like an adult.  Wait
until you see him wrestle Gabe.  Those two really give it everything they
have.  He doesn't exactly give the guy time to even realize he's lost
before he strips him."

"You know this is messed up right?"

"Meh, you get used to it and my friends all seems to accept it, so no harm,
no foul.  You want to check my ass to make sure it's ready in case I lose?"

"No, not really.  Just make sure you take a dump before the match and rinse
it out so it's not messy or anything."

"I always do that regardless.  Last thing you need is cramps or skid marks
when wrestling.  That could be really embarrassing."

Yeah, wouldn't want to be embarrassed, I thought to myself.  His biggest
worry definitely should be skid marks, not that he might be getting dick up
his ass in front of his friends.  Strange family indeed.  But then I was
participating so I guess I was just as strange.  "Should we beat off before
we go out there?  I think the last thing we'd want is boners in front of
everyone," I suggested.

"No.  Coach says if you do that it drains a lot of your energy.  He says we
should refrain from it for a couple of days before a match and when we win,
go celebrate and get laid."  Kane casually removed his singlet, and as much
as I really didn't like this guy or his family, he still had a nice body
and I'd suck or fuck him anytime.  He grabbed some lotion and rubbed it on
his ass and I saw him trying to covertly finger some of it into his hole.
I guess he figured he was going to get fucked so he better be prepared.  We
walked out to find the rest of the guys ready to go.  Blake came up to me
and smiled.

"You gonna try and win some today?"

"I always try buddy.  Just not what I'm good at.  Hopefully you'll win all
yours though."

"Maybe I'll get to wrestle you, old man," Blake said as he growled and gave
me what he believed was an intimidating wrestling face and pose.

"Now that one I might win!"  I laughed.

"Dream on," Blake smiled as he slapped me on the ass.  "But I got a plan.
I'm going to lose the first one and then wrestle in the nude for the rest
of the day to see if I can get the upper hand.  Maybe I'll win the whole
thing," he said as he walked off.

"You two sure get along well," Clark said as he walked up to me.  He was
now in his own wrestling costume and I think he got the extra hairy one.
He had short hair all over his chest making him look like a carpet and I'm
pretty sure his arms were twice the thickness of my legs.  I felt like a
bald twig next to him.

"Yeah, Blake's a good kid.  Growing up way too fast though.  Hard to keep
him 13 when all he wants to do is be an adult."

"Yeah, Warren is the same way.  Probably comes from having an older brother
who gets to do things he doesn't.  Blake have any brothers?"

"Not real brothers, but he has three younger cousins and guys that live
with us that are Kane's age that he calls brothers, so he has a range of
people to emulate.  We also don't treat him differently than anyone else,
so I suppose we're to blame for him being so mature for his age, or
immature, as the case may be."

"It's a tough age.  They think they know everything until they don't," he
laughed.  "Alright let's get ready to wrestling.  Blake and Warren, you're
up first.  Three minute match.  If you're pinned you lose, otherwise the
one with the most points wins."

The two boys got into place and Clark got closer so he could watch.  Clark
called out points as the boys wrestled around and Blake was actually doing
well.  At the end of three minutes, neither boy had been pinned.  I had
lost count of who got points for what.  Seemed a little random to me.
Sometimes they got points for getting the guy down, but then the guy who
was down got points for getting out of it and then if they reversed the
hold, there was more points, and some for almost pinning him.  Who comes up
with this?  Punch him in the nuts, sit on his face until he passes out and
then lie on top of him.  You win!  As the two smaller guys stood beside
Clark, who was blocking out most of the light in the room, they waited for
his decision.  He then raised Warren's hand up and told the score of 11 to
10.  It was close.  Warren jumped around excitedly.  Clark then told Warren
to go ahead and strip Blake as the loser.  That's one thing about the
singlets, they come off way faster than they go on.  Blake stepped out of
it and was the first one in the room naked.  Some of the boys gave him more
than a cursory look, and one of the older guys commented to me about how
big he was, which of course made Blake proud to be the first one to show
off what he had.

"That's your son?" The guy asked.

"Yep.  He runs around the house without clothes all the time, so this won't
actually embarrass him at all like most guys his age."

"Jesus, if he has to fuck some of those other kids, he's gonna kill them.
Do big dicks run in your family?"

"Guess you'll find out when I'm punishing you for losing," I smiled trying
to sound intimidating.

"Okay, Rowan and Murray, you're next."  The matches progressed back and
forth so that everyone would eventually wrestle everyone else.  They ramped
it up after the first round so that three matches were going on at once.
It was difficult to keep track of everything.  My favorite part is when
someone lost and got stripped in front of everyone.  Slowly they all got
nude and I was having my usual difficult time trying to not get a boner.  I
knew I should have jerked off before wrestling.  We all knew I wasn't going
to win, so why did I need the energy?  Gabe was by far the best and Kane
wasn't far behind.  My first match was with Brian.  I did pretty well
against him and I almost won when I took advantage of a situation that
presented itself.  I was folded in such a way that my dick was almost right
at Brian's mouth.  He opened it for air and I pushed the top of my dick,
still covered in spandex, almost into his mouth.  He lost focus almost
instantly and I was able to get away and get him into a hold that earned me
some points.  Maybe Clark had something in this intimidation thing.  Now I
just needed someone to wrestle naked with me and I could slip into his ass
and really pin him.  Wonder how many points you get for that?  I lost, but
I felt pretty good at the number of points I got, so there's that.  I stood
there as Brian stripped me.  I was going to need a cold compress on my dick
as I looked around the room at all the naked guys.  The way the day was
progressing, and as usual, I hadn't won a single match and wondered if
maybe they'd let me go wrestle with the under 14's.  Although watching the
skills of those boys, it would just be another group that would have to
fuck me at the end of the day.  Let's face it I'm more of a lover than a
fighter.  Sex is my sport.

While I wrestled Kane, or more correctly, got tossed around like a rag doll
by Kane, Clark was all over the mat near us and I swear I felt his hand on
my cock and ass more than once as he checked to see if I was being pinned.
My erection may have given away my real feelings about wrestling naked
though.  I have to admit, I was pretty proud of myself as I only got two
erections while wrestling.  One with Kane while I was being groped, and one
with Rowan who, on more than one occasion, tried to get his cock in my
mouth.  If we hadn't had the group watching I would have swallowed his
circumcised cock balls deep, and then spun on top of him to sit on it.  I
may have lost to him, but I felt like a winner as he ended up with a boner.
I got to dick slap him, which consisted of him standing on the mat facing
everyone with his hands behind his head as I got to slap the top of his
dick as hard as I could.  As I made the connection, half the guys in the
room groaned as he doubled over and backed away.  He was a decent size so
that gave me a good target to hit, and I suspected I'd be getting fucked by
it later so I made the most of the slap.  I almost shot my load thinking of
it.  The final match came, and it was more of an exhibition thing than part
of the competition.  Gabe and Clark squared off against each other.  It was
like a professional wrestling match.  They slammed around on the mat,
folded one other in half and basically pummelled the crap out of each
other.  Kane was the ref for the match and just seconds before the three
minute mark, Clark pinned Gabe and it was over.  Before the kid knew it,
Clark flipped him onto his stomach, yanked his singlet down and off his
legs completely, then held him there as he got out of his own uniform.  I
tried not to snigger as I saw Clark's cock.  The younger kids had more when
they were soft than Clark had when he was hard.  He didn't even need lube
as he yanked Gabe's legs apart and mounted him.  He put his full weight on
the guy and fucked him.  I doubt Gabe even knew he was being fucked.  So
gross watching a big hairy guy with a 4 inch dick fuck a jock wrestler.
What's the point?  Might as well be two lesbians butt fucking.

When it was all over.  Gabe was the bigger winner, to no surprise of
anyone.  With the under 14's a kid name `Bullet' won.  Why would someone
name their kid bullet?  What if he shot blanks?  HA!  I'm hilarious.

"Okay guys, we normally just go with the basic fuck as part of the
punishment and win, but since we have a lot of guys to get through, you can
use any hole to fuck.  Put him doggy or missionary style, or fuck his
mouth.  That will allow a couple of guys to go at once.  Just remember
don't waste your cum.  If you think you're going to blow, and aren't in a
hole, get it on someone's skin and rub it in.  The protein is good for you.
Might sound a little gross, but there are lots of benefits of sperm, other
than just to make babies, not that any of us have to worry about that
today.  Justin looks like he lost the most, so I'll show these guys the
different positions they can use."

"Yeah, no problem there, Coach," I sighed.  Looks like Clark was going to
fuck me first.  Seems like that was probably his plan from the second he
saw me naked.  Oh well, I've had farts that I probably felt more than I'd
feel this guy.  I just hope he didn't leave a hair rash all over my body.
I got on all fours and tried not to look as Clark got behind me and showed
the boys how to 'fuck' me from behind.  I just wished I had a video game to
play with or something to keep me interested.  He then flipped me onto my
back and put my legs on his shoulders so he could enter me that way.  Nope,
still didn't feel anything, and I didn't want to look at the big hairy body
over top of me.  I chose to look at the guys around me who were now all
naked, but boning up fast.  Straight boys?  Is there truly such a thing?
Offer them a way to get off and challenge their manhood and they're into
it.  This was about punishing the loser, not about sex, so they were all
into it.  And soon they'd be into me.  For his final position, he had me
sit on him and bounce up and down.  There, now the boys had been shown
`all' the positions, according to Clark.  There's at least a dozen more but
why ruin his belief that he knew about sex.  He may be the wrestling champ,
but I won nationals at sex...at least in my head I did.

One by one the boys got started and it wasn't just me getting fucked.  Most
of the guys lost enough to be in the negative and have to take it from
someone.  I saw Blake pounding a couple of the younger guys, but they were
more interested in watching the older boys anyway.  The younger guys
thought it was funny to run around playing dick slap tag rather than
getting into the actual fucking.  I had more loads in me than an Amazon
delivery truck by the time they were finished.  The ones I like the best
were the boys who shot their loads down my throat.  I never got to fuck
anyone, but as Rowan fucked me on my back I grabbed my dick and beat off.
We made some serious eye contact, and he was totally into it.  As I dumped
my load all over myself he fired his into my ass.  Then he chose to rub my
cum all over my stomach and chest.  I think we may have us the beginnings
of a gay boy here.  By the time everyone had fucked everyone and shot their
loads, it had that intoxicating smell of a bath house.  The boys rushed to
have showers and I managed to time it so that I went in the bathroom with
Rowan.  I was fearful that Clark might try to go in with me, but he didn't,
much to my relief.

As I showered with Rowan, I offered to wash his back to `avoid back zits'
from the sweat.  I'm so considerate that way.  Once I did his upper back, I
knelt down to rub soap on his lower back and ass.  He spread his legs just
a little as if he were steadying himself, and I ran the soap down his
crack.  It had the desired effect as he chubbed up a little.  "Guess you
didn't completely drain those things," I smiled as I looked around his
waist and down at his cock.

"Always happens in the shower.  Usually in the morning," he replied tried
to downplay it.

"Yep, like all guys.  Can I help you with it?"

"Umm, sure I guess.  You're gay right?"

"Completely.  Guys are my specialty," I grinned as I stood up.  "You got
fucked a couple times today, right?"

"Yeah.  One day I'll be the one doing all the fucking though."

"I didn't hear you cry out as loudly as some of the guys though, so you
obviously learned how to relax."

"I actually used a cucumber at home before I came here as I kinda knew I'd
lose a few matches and didn't want it to hurt."

I laughed.  "Smart boy.  Looks like it worked.  Let me show you a couple of
different things that aren't about just being punished for losing.  You up
for that?"

"Uh sure, I guess," he said unconvincingly.  I reached around and took hold
of his cock as I rubbed my body against his back letting him feel my cock
against his ass crack.  I made a point of pressing our bodies together and
he quickly boned up.  I dropped to my knees and told him to put on leg on
the edge of the bathtub ledge.  As soon as he did it, I pressed my face
into his ass crack and gave him one hell of a rimming.  He almost shot out
of the shower like a rocket.  Guess he wasn't expecting that.  I rimmed
him, licked the back of his balls, and jerked him off until I could feel
that he was about to lose control, then I stood up and grabbed the hand
lotion.  This wasn't like my place where a bottle of lube is within arms
reach no matter where you are in the house.  It's kind of our trademark
specialty.  I poured some onto my hand and rubbed it against his ass crack
and began to finger his hole.

"What are you doing?"  He asked looking back at me.

"Showing you that this can actually be fun and not just about punishment.
I'm gonna fuck you and watch you blow a load.  You okay with that?"

"Ummm, not sure.  We're only supposed to get fucked as punishment."

"Yeah, I've heard their twisted rules.  If I don't make you cum harder than
you've ever cum before, then you can fuck me whenever you want, okay?"

"Go slow okay.  Your dick is massive."

"Awww, aren't you a sweetie," I said with a huge grin.  I slowly entered
him and nibbled his neck as I went.  I was all the way inside before he
said anything.  Then I did what I do best.  I fucked him until he blasted
his load so hard it bounced off the wall.  Rowan almost collapsed backward
onto me, and I pulled out before his ass began to spasm.  "See, it's about
the pleasure if it's done right, not the punishment or pain."

"Shit, don't tell the guys that I liked it okay.  It's not supposed to be
like that," he said as the straight boy nervousness kicked back in.  I
turned him around and kissed him, much to his surprise.

"I promise.  But at least you now know something you didn't know before.
Sex is fun, no matter who you're with," I told him.  Then silently in my
head added, `unless it's three hundred pound gorilla with a four inch
penis.'

"You like doing that?"  Rowan asked me as we toweled off.

"Yeah.  Why wouldn't I?  Sex is awesome dude."

"But I mean do you like it with a guy?"

"Of course.  I'm gay.  It's kinda what we do."

"You'd do it outside of here even if it wasn't part of the wrestling
thing?"

"Dude, I'd do it everywhere all the time if I could.  I find nothing hotter
than sex with a good looking guy.  But for the record, I think that Kane's
Dad is a douchebag.  He's just using all of you to get his rocks off.  This
isn't a `wrestling thing', it's a closeted homo thing.  How long have you
been over here wrestling?"

"Since I was a kid.  We all play wrestled at first, then Clark began giving
us lessons on how to really wrestle and one thing led to another and we're
all winning meets now.  At least in our own weight bracket."

"He ever fucked you when you were kids?"

"Nah, he never crossed that line until we got older, but dude, have you
seen his dick?  I had a bigger one when I was 9.  Gotta admit though, I
never had one as big as yours in me."

"Maybe one of the things you should all do is to get naked and hard before
the meet, so you know who to avoid," I laughed.  "Me, I'd look for the
biggest one and pin myself so I could have it."

"Not me, I'm never losing again," Rowan said as we left the bathroom to let
a couple more guys use it.  Somehow, I doubted that.  I had a feeling I'd
be fucking him again soon.  I found Blake staring down Gabe and challenging
him to a match, both of them still naked.  Talk about David and Goliath,
only this time David lost.  Gabe just laughed as he picked Blake up and
slammed him to the mat and then lay on him.  Four seconds and it was over.
Blake quickly scrambled onto all fours and wiggled his ass at him.

"You're off the hook little man.  You're not in our age bracket," he
laughed as he swatted Blake on the bare ass.  I could see by the look on
Blake's face that he was actually expecting Gabe would `punish' him.  He
stood up and ran over to me.

"We should go Dad.  I have to meet Cory later.  He's staying over tonight."

I couldn't have been more thrilled to get out of here before Clark came up
with another set of rules to `help his players get better.'  As we got
dressed, Clark came up to me and ran his hands over my body again.  "We'll
have to bulk you up a bit and give you a few more lessons.  From what I saw
out there, you have potential.  Who knows maybe one day, you'll even be
able to beat me."

`God no,' I thought to myself.  No way in hell I'm fucking a hairy ass that
big.  I'll convert full time to girls before I go there.  "I doubt that," I
said politely.  "You and Gabe are pretty intense.  I'd never be that good."

"Sometimes smaller and more agile wins the day.  Just look at you and
Brian.  He's a better wrestler, yet you almost beat him."

"Yep, lucky me," I said almost sarcastically, but not quite.  My ass had
been pounded more today than at a `Q' orgy and not one of them was any good
at it.  I'll tell you who needs lessons...these wrestling straight
boys...sex lessons.  Any girls they get will fall asleep if these boys get
to them.  I can already see the girls being pinned, flipped and fucked.
Yep, these boys are gonna be single for years.  Clark gave my cock and
balls one last feel and complimented me on the one area he said didn't need
bulking up.  I tried to ignore him.  We said goodbye to everyone and headed
out.  On the trip home Blake was unusually quiet.

"You okay, buddy?"

"Yep.  Just thinking.  Would you be upset if I didn't wrestle anymore?"

"No of course not.  Why do you ask?  Did something happen back there?"

"No, it's just not really fun anymore.  I'm gonna stick with diving, Karate
and the Junior `Q'.  I'm pretty busy anyway, so I should focus on the
things I like.  Anyway, the kids in my weight group are all just kids.
Maybe when I'm older and I can wrestle with the older boys I'll try it
again."

I was going to push him a bit, but decided against it for now.  Something
tells me I probably wouldn't want to know the real answer anyway.  Cory was
already at the house with Jason when we arrived, and the boys took off to
hang out together.  They were quickly followed by Travis, Trevor and James.
Good to see everyone playing together so well.  Jason came and spent
sometime with me since the kids were all looking after each other.

"I haven't seen Alex in a while.  How are the two of you doing?"  I asked,
taking the opportunity to catch up with my brother.

"Things are great, but I'm a little worried about Alex.  He's been more
tired than usual these past few weeks.  He says it's all the things he's
been doing at work and with the kids, but I'm not so sure.  Just between
you and me...I'm a little scared that his cancer may be coming back and
he's afraid to face it."

I think I felt a little sick as I heard that.  I looked at him almost
trying to see right through his eyes into his brain to feel his pain.  "Are
you serious?  He should be going to the doctor immediately to make sure
he's alright.  If it has returned, then catching it early makes all the
difference.  I knew something wasn't right.  I could see it in him.  Fuck
this.  You and me confront him now.  Get the duct tape if you have to, but
he's going to the doctor first thing Monday morning."  I jumped off the
stool and went around to Jason and gave him a big hug.  "I'm so sorry you
have had to go through this bro.  But we're all family and we're here for
each other no matter what.  Now let's go tell him he's going to the doctor.
I'd like to see him refuse the two of us, and if we need reinforcements,
we'll get everyone else to help as well."

We headed to their house where we found Alex asleep on the living room
couch.  I sat beside him and he woke up.  I rubbed his hair and he smiled
at me in that sleepy look you have first thing in the morning.  "Hey
honey," he said smiling.

"Wrong honey, babe," Jason said as he grinned and sat down with us.

"Name tags would be helpful.  Or one of you get a scar or something," Alex
smiled as he hugged me.

"Okay, we're not beating around the bush.  First thing Monday you're going
with us to the doctor.  You're way too tired for someone in his early 20's.
Something's not right and we've both noticed.  You can bullshit yourself,
but you can't bullshit us.  What's it going to be?  The easy way or the
hard way?"  I said directly.

"What's the hard way?"  He asked with a slight curious glimmer in his eyes.

"Duct tape and a club to the back of the head," I chuckled.

"Guys, really I'm fine..." he began to say.

"Yeah, don't care.  You're not a doctor, neither are we.  You caught the
cancer early last time and if something is wrong again, we'll get through
it together, but we WILL get through it.  You have Jason, the kids and all
of us, you selfish prick."

"I don't have an appointment," he said trying to give excuses.

"Tough.  We'll show up without one and bribe our way in if we have to.
We'll buy the whole fucking practice if that's what it takes."  He
reluctantly agreed.  As if he had a choice in the matter.

"I'll see if the boys want a sleepover in the treehouse tonight so you two
can have some quiet time," I offered.

"Thanks, but don't worry if they don't want to.  We're fine," Alex replied.
I kissed him and ran off to find the boys in the great room.  Blake was
sitting on the couch with Travis and Trevor snuggled up against him on
either side as he read to them, while Cory and James were happily playing
Lego together.  I think they were working on building an annex to the
house, or filming a new Lego movie.  It's hard to tell with imaginations
like theirs.  I like this part better than the grownup Blake that wants to
do all the adult things with all of us.  If I turned on the fire place, it
would be like one of those Norman Rockwell pictures you hear about.  I left
them alone as it's nice when they're just being kids.

Monday, we both took Alex to the doctor in case he tried to make a run for
the border or something, which would be stupid as they don't have health
care.  At least not the type that you wouldn't have to sell your house to
pay for.  Here, we go, get fixed, and come home without a bill.  Not fixed,
like you'd fix your dog, but the other kind.  They make the cancer go away
type of fixed.  I hate doctors, but after the visit, it turns out that Alex
was just getting too high a dose of some of his medication.  He wasn't sick
at all.  You have no idea how relieved we were.  I am so not ready for
anyone to die.  I know I'll have to face it with my parents eventually, but
I really dread that day, hopefully 70 years from now, and then there's my
brothers.  I don't know how I'd live without Jason or J.P., especially
Jason as we've never been away from each other our whole lives.  God, I
can't think about this.  I'm just glad Alex is actually fine.  I would have
suggested we go and have a three-way to celebrate, but he was going to need
a couple days to get back to normal.  Jason hugged me when we got in the
house.

"What was that for?"  I asked.  Not that he needed an excuse to hug me or
anything?

"For always being here."

"And all I get is a hug for that?  Hmmpphh.  I should at least get a kiss."

"And we're back," Jason laughed.  "That's why I love you. You can switch
between something serious and sex in the blink of an eye."  I blinked and
he laughed.  "Slut."

I never know if that's an insult or a compliment.  I just shrugged and
headed back to the other side of the house.  It sure is quiet when I'm home
alone.  I almost considered inviting my recent bodyguard Bryan over for a
quick swim, and workout in the nude, but somehow, I figured he'd decline.
I pulled out my rolodex to find someone to play with.  Well, not so much a
rolodex, (I didn't even know what that was until I googled it), as my
phone. Why would anyone write names, addresses and phone numbers on a card
and then put it in a spinny thing?  Seems very inefficient.  I gave up when
I realized everyone was busy, so I headed to school for the afternoon.
Never gonna graduate if I don't actually do some lectures and assignments.
I said hi to Kelly as Nate and I walked past him at the food court, and he
responded, but not in such a way that I thought I might be making any
progress here.  I might have to arrange a few more celebrity sightings to
get Kelly interested in me, but right now I'm busy enough so I don't really
need to notch another straight boy onto my belt.  I think I like doing it
because it feels like I've accomplished something.

That night Kurt and Patrick were over with Patrick's brother Tanner so they
could work on the cars.  Blake had joined them so he could spend time with
Tanner again, although this time he wasn't bossing the guy around.  At
least no more than he bosses everyone else around.  It began to rain, and
from the look of the clouds coming across the sky it looked like it was
going to be a big storm.  By the time they got all the cars back in the
garages rain was bouncing off the driveway with incredible force and
running like a major river.  The storm increased dramatically to the point
we were having thunder and lightning, and as the sky darkened, each bolt
lit it up like we were having a firework show.

"This is pretty cool," Blake said as we all sat and watched the free light
show.  We counted each time we saw a lightning flash.  The first few were
like 20 which meant the storm was about 7 kilometres away.  Each three
seconds is about 1 kilometre.  They say that each five seconds is a mile,
but since we have no idea how far a mile is, that's hardly useful.  The
lightning was getting closer fast, so we locked the house down and Colin
ran to check the generator to make sure it was operational.  Kurt and
Patrick called home to let their parents know they were gonna ride out the
storm at our place, which they thought was a good idea.  Usually lightning
storms, as rare as they are, mean that the power might go out at some
point.  The lightning was about 3 kilometres away when we headed up to bed,
finding it amazing how the flashes lit up the entire house like we were in
a stadium.  All four boys decided to sleep in Blake's room to keep each
other company.

About an hour after we had gone to bed, Blake wandered into our bedroom
holding a flashlight. "What's up buddy?"  I asked.

"Nothing.  Just wanted to see if you guys needed me to sleep with you
tonight to keep you company."

"Sure.  That'd be nice," I replied and moved over to make space for him. I
didn't ask about the guys in his bedroom as there are times when a guy just
needs his parents.  He crawled in and snuggled into me like the little
spoon and pulled my arm over his chest.  It's nice to know that he's still
a little kid when it comes to some things.  Colin moved in behind me and
put his arm over both of us.  One of the cracks of lightning was almost
instantaneous with the thunder and was so loud it really did scare the crap
out of all of us, and actually shook the house.  I'm hoping it didn't hit
anything.  As we listened to the storm, it began to move away so I think we
all felt a little easier and finally fell asleep.

I awoke during the night to Colin playing with my ass before he slowly
entered me and began fucking.  I opened my eyes to see Blake now lying with
his head on my pillow facing me.  I was almost nose to nose with him.  I
reached back and rubbed Colin's ass to let him know I was awake and gently
turned my head so we could kiss.  I pushed back slightly to get more of him
inside me.  He gently fucked me as his hands ran over my chest.  I like
waking up like this.  No big performance of sex, just the two of us
enjoying each other.

"You guys are shaking the bed," said the small voice in front of me.  I
looked forward to see Blake now staring at us.  "Are you guys doing it
again?"

"Yes, now go back to sleep," I said with a slight grin.  He just kept
staring at me as Colin continued to gently fuck me.  I have no idea how the
kid even knew we were doing anything as we were barely moving.  It's not
like Colin had me pinned to the bed slamming me hard against the headboard.
That's usually a weekend thing.

"You make funny faces when you're getting sex, Dad," Blake commented.

"Thanks for the running commentary," I replied as he reached for my
erection.

"Guess you're enjoying it though, huh?"

"Yes, and how about you let go of that and go back to sleep."

"I will, but I just wanna make sure you don't cum on me or anything.
That'd be kinda gross."

"Since when?"  I asked looking at him.

"Since I'd have to sleep in the wet spot.  Want me to give you a blowjob?"

"No."

"You wanna give ME a blowjob?"  He asked excitedly.

"Still a no.  I want you to go back to sleep, or go back to your guests in
your room now that the storm is over.  Pretend we're on a boat and the
rocking is the ocean."

"Yeah, the ocean with two people doing it beside me," he giggled as he
turned around and backed up against me.  I put my hand around his chest to
hold him there and to prevent his hand from reaching around to grab me
again.  Colin whispered in my ear.  "I'm gonna cum."

"I heard that," Blake said quickly, giggling.

Colin moaned quietly as he shot off inside me and held himself there until
he was finished.  Then he leaned in and kissed me as he pulled out.

"Finally!"  Blake said.  "Now we can get back to sleep.  You guys are way
to horny for parents."

I almost commented on it, but I chose to just ruffle his hair and pull him
closer.  Since when does he complain about us being horny, especially
considering he just offered to blow me.  The next time I woke up Blake had
his head on my chest and a leg partially over mine.  He had Colin's hand
around his back, and his own hand was over Colin's chest.  It looked like
we'd been dumped out of a car accident.  The only way I knew that they were
alive is that Blake had an erection and was slowly humping me despite the
fact he was fast asleep.  And I'm the horny one?  Blake moved again and
almost crawled on top of me.  "Blake lie still," I said quietly.

"Now you know why I have my hand over him.  It's like sleeping with a
circus acrobat," Colin remarked just as quietly.

"But a cute acrobat," Blake added indicating that he was actually awake.
"I should sleep with you guys all the time.  You're nice and warm."

"NO!"  We both said at the same time.

"Rude!"  Blake replied as he reached for my cock and put his head back
down.  We slept for another hour before I woke up to find that Blake had
rolled over me and was now lying between both Colin and myself.  Colin was
just staring at me.

"What?"  I asked with a grin.

"This is your fault you know."

"What is?"

He threw the covers back to show Blake had hold of both of our penises.

"That's cold!"  Blake complained.  "Are we getting up now?"

"Seems a bit redundant," I remarked, since two of us were already `up'.
"We need showers and breakfast."

"I gotta pee first," Blake said as he jumped out of bed and raced to the
bathroom with his morning boner leading the way.

"The whole idea of letting him have a boyfriend so he wouldn't be as sex
crazed?  How's that working out?"  Colin grinned as he moved against me.
"Maybe you should finish what he started."

He turned around and backed onto my cock and let me fuck him as I held onto
his erection.  Blake returned way too quickly.

"Hey no fair!  That's my spot," he complained.

"Why don't you go back to your guests in your bedroom," Colin suggested.
"I'm sure they're ready to be woken up."

Without argument, he shrugged and left the bedroom.  I almost felt sorry
for the three guys in his room.  I doubted anything would happen, since
Tanner was straight and had his big brother in the room with him.  Although
with Blake you never know.  He does take after me in a lot of ways.  Mainly
great green eyes, adorable looks and a big dick, oh, and modest.  Don't
forget modest.

I was back in class today and heading to get lunch when Kelly ran up beside
me.  A bit of a surprise.

"Hey," he said.  "I was looking up some of the shows and movies you guys
are filming and I wondered if I could maybe get a tour of the studio one
day?"

"Oh?  Let me guess, one of your favorite actors is on set?"

He blushed slightly.  "Yeah.  I was hoping I could meet her, but you've got
lots going on.  Maybe I could even become an extra or something."

"I supposed I might arrange that for you.  Of course, before I get you a
tour of the studio, how about you give me a tour of you first."

"Huh?"

"Let me take a tour of your body and I'll see to it that you get the VIP
tour of the studio and meet everyone and anyone you want."

"I don't get it.  What's a tour of my body mean?"

"It means you get naked and let me explore you.  You know, get you hard,
make you cum.  The usual stuff on a full body tour.  Maybe more."

"I'm straight so I doubt I'd cum from some guy touching me."

"That's what all straight boys say until it happens.  Then they come back
for more as it's better and easier than any chick you've been with."

"I doubt that.  I'll have to think about it.  I'm not sure I'd be cool with
a guy touching me.  What sort of stuff would you want to do?"

"I dunno.  Suck you off, rim and finger your ass, maybe kiss, and if you
really got into it, we'd probably fuck."

"Oh.  Ummm, I'm not sure I could do that.  Maybe I'd be okay with a blowjob
if I had my eyes closed, but I don't think I could handle the other stuff.
I know I wouldn't stay hard if I had to fuck a guy."

"Don't be silly.  I'd be the one doing the fucking," I grinned.  "No
worries.  It was just an offer.  Think about it, and if I get tour of you,
I'll have `Marvin' give you the VIP tour himself.  Of course, he may want
to get naked with you in his trailer too, but I can't say for sure.
Fastest way to become an extra...is to do the `extra' things that busy
celebrities require.  There are just as many busy girls as guys at the
studio...just so you know and you're cute enough they might fight over you
and never let you leave."

"That would be hot!"  Kelly admitted.  "I've always wanted to see what goes
on behind the scenes.  I mean like filming and stuff, not like putting out
to get favours in return."

"It can be a fast way into the business.  Only if you're into it.  No one
will force you to do anything.  That's just not cool, but sometimes
opportunities come with you having to sacrifice something to get them.
Anyway, I gotta grab some lunch and meet the squad.  Think about it and let
me know," I said patting him on the back and turning to head to one of the
restaurant kiosks.  I smirked to myself.  I had the kid on the line and now
it was just a waiting game.  I figure he'll go home, look at the movies and
shows filming again.  Fantasize about having sex with all of the actresses
he found hot, and then decide whether the negatives of how to get there
were worth it.  I'm betting he jerks off each time he thinks about the
girls and we never get to the point where he makes it to the studio.
Fantasy is a powerful tool versus reality.

It was two days later before Kelly approached me again.  "I thought about
the tour thing," he said as he came up to me away from everyone.

"That's cool.  And what did you decide?"  I asked curiously.

"I still don't think I'd be okay having sex with a guy, but could I get
some sort of a tour if I let you blow me?"

"Probably not.  It's kind of an all or nothing tour."

"Oh," he said looking disappointed.  "That sucks."

"Tell you what.  I've been with lots of straight boys who felt like you did
until they tried it.  Then they realized it was no big deal after it was
over.  How about this?  You go into the handicap stall in the washroom.
Strip and wait naked in there for me.  I'll come in, check you out and give
you a blowjob.  Once you see that it's no big deal, we can arrange to do
other things in a more private location, and you'll get your VIP tour.  You
can spend the entire day on the lot with `Marvin' and anyone else you meet.
Have lunch in the commissary where all the celebrities eat and maybe even
meet some directors and producers."

"Damn.  That sounds like a total dream come true.  If I let you blow me I'd
have to warn you that I probably won't even get hard, so you wouldn't have
much fun."

"You leave that to me.  How about this.  If I can't get you hard and make
you blow your load, I'll let you take the tour without doing anything else
with me, but if I make you cum, you spend an afternoon with me.  And by
spend an afternoon, I mean naked and sex."

"Would that include kissing and fucking?"  he asked nervously.

Straight boys are so cute.  They all say, I don't kiss and I don't fuck!
Until they do it, and then you have to scrape them off you like they're
barnacles.  Look at straight boys Patrick, Kurt, Nate and the dozens of
others.  "Of course," I answered as if it were a stupid question to even
ask.

"If I cum, which I'm pretty sure I won't, and I don't want to do anything
else, can we just forget that it happened and I won't bother you again?"

"Sure, but then you wouldn't get your studio tour."

"I get that.  Do you want to do it now?"

I was running short on time to get to class and I'm pretty diligent about
getting there on time and focusing.  Ha!  Who am I kidding?  I'd trade
class for blowing a straight boy any day.  "I guess we can," I said trying
to sound like I was only partially interested.  "I know a place that's a
bit more private than the bathroom.  Follow me."

I decided to take him down the stairwell behind the bathroom and hoped that
no one else was down there to freak him out.  Although watching a guy and
girl fuck, might just get him hard, but he probably wouldn't let me go down
on him with an audience.  That much I do know about first time straight
boys.  Fortunately, we were alone.  I looked at the ceiling quickly to
ensure they hadn't installed security cameras since the last time I was
here.  I don't need to end up on the six o'clock news, or worse...an xvideo
feed.

"This is so gay," he complained as we stopped at the bottom.  At least I
think it was a complaint.  So hard to tell with straight boys as their
insults sound like compliments half the time.  "So how do you want to do
this?"

"Wow!  I have a lot of work ahead if you don't now how a blowjob works.
First, why don't you take your shirt off," I suggested.

"My shirt?  I thought you just wanted to suck my dick."

"I'll get to that, but I want to check you out as well.  See how hot you
are before I get to the good stuff."

He shrugged and pulled his shirt off over his head.

"You have an amazing chest.  I wouldn't have expected that.  I guess you
work out a bit huh?"  I said as I felt his tight pecs.

"I little.  I have an older brother who pushed me to workout when I was
younger.  Guess I just got in the habit."

"Well, it paid off.  You've got a decent body."

I felt down his body and unfastened the top button on his jeans while
watching his face.  He was as nervous as someone walking through a
landmine.  I lowered his zipper and inched his pants down to reveal his
boxer briefs.  So far, no bulge.  Maybe he didn't have a cock...or was late
to puberty.  I cupped his package and was relieved to feel at least
something.  He jumped slightly as I groped him, bracing himself against the
wall.  I dropped to my knees and lowered his jeans to his ankles before
coming back to the underwear.  I took hold of the waistband and he quickly
put his hand on mine to stop me.

"I dunno if I can do this," he repeated.

"You've come this far.  Just close your eyes, imagine it's some chick
you've fantasized about and I promise I give much better head than any girl
ever could.  You'll be disappointed when one actually goes down on you from
now on."

"I dunno about that.  Can you just be quick?  And maybe not talk.  It'll be
easier to imagine you're a girl that way."

I smiled and went back to lowering his shorts.  I think straight boys all
have the same play book.  Like a football team.  They learn the plays and
then bring them out when needed.  First they resist trying it with a guy.
Then it's conditions like no kissing or fucking. Then it's don't talk so I
can imagine you're a girl.  Then it's `don't play with my ass'. Followed by
`oh shit!  Don't stop licking it.'  Then they don't fuck until they do,
etc. etc. Next thing you know you've got a line up of straight boys with
blue balls trying to get into club Justin.  I quickly dropped Kelly's
shorts to expose his limp penis.  He had surprisingly trimmed his pubes,
which for a straight boy is a huge accomplishment.  I think I may have
licked my lips in anticipation.

"I love circumcised boys."

"Please don't talk.  This is kinda weird enough, and I'm about one second
away from freaking out."

"Got it.  Just the blowjob then."

"You won't be pissed if I don't get hard or anything right?"

"Nope.  Just relax and enjoy," I said wondering if he wanted me to actually
answer since I wasn't supposed to talk.  I put my hand under his limp dick
and lifted it up to take a look at it.  It was nice, but then most penises
are.  Like works of art, or fingerprints...all different and in need of
being appreciated.  I licked the shaft and Kelly tensed up and put his hand
on the wall to steady himself.  I spent a few seconds tonguing the outside
of his cock before putting the tip in my mouth and working on it to get it
sensitive.  From there I slowly sucked it down my throat until my nose was
sniffing his trimmed pubes as I played with his balls.  He hadn't done a
lot of shaving of balls, but as I moved a finger underneath towards his
ass, I was pleasantly surprised to feel that he was nice and smooth back
there.  I took my other hand and grabbed his ass cheek which was firm and
rubbery.  Yeah, I think I could enjoy bouncing on that for a while.  At
first, he didn't respond to my blowjob, so I added some suction and a bit
more tongue.  Once he got the full stimulation, it was inevitable that he
would respond.  I'd say he was around 6 maybe closer to 6½ inches by the
time he was fully erect, and I pulled back to take a look at it.  It stood
proudly at a 45 degree angle and perfectly straight.  I might even let him
put that inside me if he begs me enough...or if I get him good and stoned.
Before he reacted to the paused blowjob, I resumed my actions and worked
his balls.  He was squirming and panting slightly and I could feel his nuts
beginning to move around in the firm sac.  I almost cheered as he went up
on his toes and his thighs went tight.  It was like a countdown at NASA.
5...4...3...2...1...blast off!  Almost exactly as they do it on TV.

He held onto the wall as he erupted and shot multiple jets of hot cream
down my throat.  I gulped and swallowed as fast as I could so I didn't miss
anything.  Once he was done and went from his toes back to his flat feet, I
pulled on his cock to squeeze out the last drop and sat back to watch it
deflate.

"Are we done now?"  He asked looking down at me.

"One of us is," I grinned.  "What happened to the `I won't get hard from a
guy blowing me?'"

"I guess I was just extra horny thinking of making out with some celebrity
girl," he replied.  "So now what?"

"Now, you decide if you want more and we plan to hang out together.  You
smoke pot?"

"Duh!  Like it's my number one hobby."

"Have a couple joints to relax and we can spend an afternoon together," I
suggested.

"And you'll want to have more sex with me?"

"This wasn't sex.  This was just a blowjob.  But yeah.  I promise you'll
enjoy yourself and I'll keep my word to give you a tour of the studio with
`Marvin' as your guide.  Just let me know if and when you want to go
through with it.  Trust me, this was just a tenth of how fun it can be with
a guy."

He scrambled into his clothes and raced up the stairwell.  Seems a bit rude
that I never even got a thanks for the blowjob.  After all he came didn't
he?  Now I'm hard and horny.  I wonder if there are any other straight boys
roaming around upstairs that would like a nice cock inside them?  Nate...oh
Nate!  Where are you hiding right now?  I raced up the stairwell to get to
class.  I dropped in beside Nate and he looked at me grinning.

"Late lunch?"

"You can say that," I smirked.

"How was he?"

"He?  He who?"  I asked innocently.

"Oh, I dunno.  The guy you probably just had sex with?  I know that look
anywhere.  I've seen it more than a few times."

"It wasn't full sex.  See I'm still hard," I said folding my jeans around
the bulge in my pants to show him the outline of my cock.

"Dude!  Overshare!"  He complained as he glanced down and then quickly
looked back up.

"Oh, like you don't want it," I teased.

"I don't want it," he agreed as we focused on the professor who had entered
the class.  Damn.  I could have had lecture room sex if he'd been delayed.

I got home still horny and decided to try and put it out of my mind.  I
went down to the pool deck and stripped to my shorts to lie on the lounger
to enjoy the sun coming through the window.  I was half asleep when I heard
the circus arrive.  I'm sure from the noise it was a dozen elephants, a
couple of kangaroos, and some laughing hyenas.  A short while later Casey,
Blake, Cade, Dante & Kellan came bouncing down the stairs.

"Swim time Dad!  You might want to move back or you could be in the splash
zone," Blake yelled as the boys stripped.  Even Cade had no problem
dropping all his clothes.

"If I get splashed, you lose a testicle," I said bluntly trying to sound
emotionless.

Casey looked at Blake in surprise, who just rolled his eyes.  "Like he'd do
that. He likes my balls to much to remove them," Blake said choosing to
dive into the pool rather than cannonball in.  The other boys took their
cue from him and got in without a splash.  A while later as I lay on the
big lounge chair sprawled out, I felt a presence blocking some of the sun's
rays.  I opened my eyes and saw Cade standing beside me.

"Hey Cade.  Have a seat if you want," I said moving over to make room for
him.  He surprised me by lying beside me and cuddling against me.  I put my
arm around his back and he moved to make himself more comfortable.  "What's
up?  Had enough swimming?"

"Just taking a break and Blake said you might like company," he smiled
looking at me.

"Blake knows me well," I nodded.

"Ummm, he said I can call you Justin.  Is that okay, or should I call you
Mr. something?"

"No, Mr. Something is my penis' name.  I prefer Justin," I grinned.  "So
how are you enjoying being in the `JQ' with all the guys?"

"It's fun.  I've made lots of cool new friends.  I like your house.  It's
wicked cool that you have a pool inside."

"Thanks.  Have you been outside and seen the treehouse, trampoline and maze
yet?"

"Yeah, Blake showed me all that, which is also lit.  We have a trampoline
at home too, but I rarely get to use it.  It's always in use."

"I can imagine.  I only had one brother growing up but he was enough.  I
can't imagine 10."

"I like it most of the time.  I wouldn't think I'd like it without lots of
brothers and sisters around.  Sometimes it's fun to have time to myself,
but I'd hate it all the time."

"So how many sisters do you have compared to brothers?"  I asked as he
placed his hand on my chest and touched one of my nipples almost as if they
were toys to play with.

"I have five sisters and five brothers, so six boys in all.  The oldest
girl is my sister Sydney who's 17.  Jackson is the oldest boy and he's 19.
Albany is the baby at 6 months."

"That's quite the age range," I said as I gently rubbed his smooth back.
It was pretty obvious he didn't mind being touched, in fact I think heard
him purr, or maybe Blake had bought a small tiger after all, that I'll
search for later.

"I'm a middle kid," Cade said looking up at me.  "Our sisters are all named
after cities in Australia because my Mom is Australian.  There's Sydney,
Adelaide, Maitland, Alice and the baby is Albany.  I wanted to call her
Wodonga, but I was overruled," he said with a chuckle.  The boys are
Jackson, Razor, Yukon, Storm, Titan and me, Cade."

"Those are cool names.  That's a lot to remember.  Do you all have middle
names too?"

"Yeah, but they're dumb names.  Like mine is Daniel and Jackson is Eric.
Our middle names are from relatives and stuff.  My parents said it was a
way to keep the family names going.  My Dad's name is Eric, so that's why
Jackson got it.  My Great grandfather was Daniel."

"Sounds like an interesting family.  Do you share a lot of things like hand
me down clothes, toys and things like that?"

"Yeah, but you get used to it.  The boys have two rooms and the girls have
two rooms.  The oldest girl gets her own room, but because there's more
boys, Jackson and Razor share cause they're the oldest, and the rest of us
are in the second room.  We have one bathroom for the boys and one for the
girls too, so we don't have to wait our turn."

"That seems efficient.  You don't mind sharing the bathroom?"

"Nah.  I've always shared.  Even the shower.  If we don't, we'd never get
to use the bathroom.  I like sharing with Razor the most.  He's 16."

"Why's that?"  I asked fascinated about how a family that large would work
together.

"Razor washes my hair for me and he lets me wash his penis.  He's the one
who taught me about boy stuff the most.  He says it'll be my job to teach
my little brothers, Storm and Titan when they get older."

"What sort of stuff did he teach you?"  I asked trying not to show my
excitement as Cade lay there having moved his hands down my body to rub my
lower stomach right above the waistband of my shorts.  I think he was
fascinated by that because he could probably feel some of the slight
roughness at the beginning of where I shave my pubes.

"At first he showed me what happens when you play with it and how the blood
goes to it to make it harder.  That's how I learned all the names for it
like erection, boner, stiffie, wood, poker, and a ton bunch of others.
Then he taught me what happens if you keep playing with it and make sperm
for babies.  That was pretty cool, and he was the first one to teach me the
really cool stuff like blowjobs, and how if you drink the sperm it's good
for you as it has tons of protein which help you grow and get bigger."

"You blow your big brother while he washes your hair?  That's how you
learned what you know about sex?"

"Mostly.  I showered with Yukon who's my next oldest brother.  He's 14½.
I tried it with him and he almost beat me up, until Razor explained it
properly.  Now he lets me do it sometimes."

"Do Razor and Yukon do it together?"  I asked feeling my penis begin to
inflate at the thought of it all.

"I've never seen them, so I dunno for sure."

"Do the three of you ever shower at the same time?"  I wasn't sure if I was
curious now, or planning a group family orgy in my head.

He giggled slightly.  "No, the shower's not big enough for that.  We can
only put two in at once.  Sometimes me and Storm give Titan a shower
together as they're smaller and don't take up as much space."

"How old are they?"

"Storm is 10 and Titan is 6."

"Do you ever get to shower by yourself?"  I asked trying for more
information.

"Sometimes, but we never lock the door at all, so usually someone will
barge in to take a pee or brush their teeth or something.  I don't mind
though."

"Do your sisters ever barge in?"

"No way!  Girls are not allowed in the boy's bathroom and we're not allowed
in theirs.  We'd be grounded forever if we did that.  My parents say that
wouldn't be right."

I wonder what they'd say if they knew Cade was blowing his older brothers.
He'd be moved to the girl's bathroom faster than you could say pouty lipped
cock slurping homosexual teenager.  "You should have Blake show you the
foam room bathroom.  You could put all your brothers and their friends in
there for a shower together.

"That would be fun!  Why is it called a foam room?"

"You'll find out, but you'd probably need to be pretty horny to go in there
with all the guys," I advised.  "Can I ask...Do you ever do anything else
with your big brothers other than give them blowjobs?"

"Nope.  That's it.  It's only Razor and Yukon though.  Jackson is pretty
much a man and isn't home as much as everyone else.  I mean we still shower
with him sometimes if we're all in a hurry, but we usually wait until he's
done.  He masturbates a lot though."

"You watch him?"

"No, he does it in his room.  Razor told me that Jackson does it almost
every night when he thinks Razor is asleep, because when you're older you
have sex more and need privacy."

I almost laughed at that since sex technically wasn't a solo sport.  I
smiled as Cade's fingers moved slowly into my waistband to play with my
penis.  I couldn't help but begin to get an erection at this point.

"Would you like me to take my underwear off?"  I grinned as I watched him
check out my body up close.

"Yes please.  I like watching penises grow, they're like snakes," Cade
said.  Didn't anyone tell him that it WAS a snake.  A one-eyed trouser
snake, or a python in my case!  I shucked off my shorts and let his hand
get a firm grip on me as we stayed cuddled together as he explored me even
more.

Blake got out of the pool and sat beside my leg.  "Dude.  You're cold...and
wet," I complained as he dripped all over me.

"What are you guys talking about?  Is it me?  It's me isn't it?"

"No, we're talking about Cade's family and all his brothers and sisters."

"Yeah, it's like crazy over there.  I don't even think they notice when I
visit as there's so many kids running around."

"Oh, trust me, they'd notice if you were around.  You're kinda hard to
miss," I said teasing him.

"I know, right!  Because of my awesome fabulousness."

"Or your loudly interruptous annoyingness," I grinned.

"Well that's just rude," Blake smirked as he looked at Cade curled up
against me, playing with my penis.  I was actually surprised he didn't say
anything about it.  He just leaned over to kiss me before running to jump
back in the pool with the others.

"Blake's pretty cool.  You kinda look like his brother, more than his Dad."

"I'll take that as a compliment.  Thanks," I smiled realizing that there
was less of an age gap between me and Blake than there was between Cade's
oldest and youngest brothers.

"Blake seems so much older.  I didn't believe he was the same age as me."

"Well, he has a lot of older guys at home.  He's like you in a lot of ways
with a big family around, but he just wants to know everything bout being
an adult, and no one filters anything from him.  I guess he picked up a few
things."

"I noticed.  Umm, can I ask you something?"  He said looking up at me.

"Seems only fair since I've asked you a lot about your family."

He moved his mouth to my ear and whispered.  "Blake and Casey want to have
sex with me, but I don't really know how, except blowjobs.  Would you teach
me?"

"Teach you?"  I asked not exactly sure what he wanted to know.

"You know.  The penis in the bum stuff," he said quietly.  I think my penis
jumped up with excitement.  Don't you hate it when someone is playing with
your dick like it's a magic lantern that you gently rub, and then says they
want to fuck.  Talk about the fastest way to get the genie to erupt out of
the spout.

"You know as a Junior `Q' they set up activities to teach you that so you
learn at your own pace."

"I know, but I would feel kinda stupid around all the guys who know this
stuff and I don't.  I was hoping I could find out before I got to one of
those parties.  Blake, Casey, Kellan and Dante know this stuff already, so
I feel like a little kid around them."

"You know that a lot of the guys in the `Q' with you have never fucked
either, right?  You're 13.  I know 16 year olds that haven't had any sex
yet.  Even ones that haven't kissed anyone.  You're way further ahead than
90% of boys your age."

He smiled and leaned in to me again. "But I wanna play with Blake.  He's
super cute and funny."

"Okay, I have an idea that I think you'll like.  Will you trust me?"

"Yes," he answered quickly.

"Blake, come here for a second please," I said yelling to him.  He hauled
himself out of the water and came over hand drying the dripping water off
himself.

"What's up...other than you two?"  he giggled as he sat down beside us
again.

"I need you to do me a favour."

"Sure.  You need to borrow 100 bucks or something?"  he asked cheekily.

"Nope, Cade asked me to teach him about sex..."

"That's cool.  But you should get someone good to teach you," Blake said
insulting me before I finished my request.

"Says the guy who won't stop asking for more information.  But what I was
going to ask is that you let Cade fuck you.  I'll give him instructions if
you lie down and let him try it."

"Yeah, that's cool.  Right now?"

"Unless you're busy."

"Nope.  Just playing penis tag in the pool."

Cade leaned in to whisper to me so that his voice didn't carry to the
others in the pool. "Would it be possible not to do it in front of the
other guys in case I get it wrong?"

"They won't care," Blake said quickly.

"Leave it to me," I told him.  "Blake you get the lube out of the towel
cupboard and bring it over."

"Ummm, it's not there.  I have it in my room.  I'll go get it though," he
said as he ran off without waiting.  I swear the boy collects this stuff
whenever he finds a bottle of it.

"Wait here," I told Cade as I got up and walked over to the edge of the
pool.  "Dante, can I see you for a second?"

He got out and followed me out of earshot of Casey. "I need you to do
something for me for a few minutes.  Would you take Casey and Kellan into
the foam room.  I'm gonna teach Cade how to fuck and he's a little nervous
to do it in front of anyone.  Keep it to yourself though okay?"

"Is he gonna do it with you?"

"No.  I'm gonna have him fuck Blake."  He gave me a big smile, followed by
a smirk.

"What's in it for me if I take the guys into the foam room?"

"Well for starters, Casey!" I said putting my arm on his shoulder.  "What
else would you want?"

"Are you serious or just joking?"  He asked suspiciously.

"Go for it.  A good negotiation is always worthwhile."

"Can I have sex with you as reward?  I liked it when you fucked me before.
Maybe we could switch this time?"

"I think I could agree to that.  But I still might need to fuck you as
well," I said.

"Deal!"  He said putting his hand out for me to shake.  I sealed the deal.
Great, now I'm making sex deals with my son's friends.  What's next?  An
all family orgy with Blake as the main attraction? Can someone say
foreshadowing?  Dante went and headed the guys to the foam room as Blake
came racing down the stairs, lube in hand.  I returned to Cade as Blake
jumped on the lounge chair beside him.

"Okay, you need to be a little calmer, Blake. This is his first time and I
don't need you going all...well, going all Blake on me.  How about you lie
face down and I'll show him the basics."

"Okie smokie!" Blake said as he flipped over and spread his legs wide.

"Dial the calm notch back another four and you'll be closer," I said
slapping him on the ass.

"Cade, the first thing you need to fuck someone is lube.  You put some on
the guy your gonna fuck and on your penis.  If you're getting fucked then
it's your ass that needs lube.  Blake knows what to do, so your part in
this is easy.  It's a little tougher to get fucked, but you can practice
this way first.  The guys won't try anything the other way around until you
tell them you're ready.  Since this is your first fuck, you're not gonna
last long.  I might have to tie board to your ass so you don't fall right
inside Blake's gaping hole.

"Holy shit!  Rude much, Dad!" Blake said pushing up onto his elbows and
looking back at us.  "The only gaping hole here is you.  Slap some lube on
your head and shove it up Justin's ass and he wouldn't even feel it.  He'd
ask if you were in yet," he said insulting me as he lay back down.  "Gaping
hole.  I'm so tight I make diamonds out of coal in my ass."

I'm not even gonna ask why you have coal in your ass," I teased before
turning my attention back to Cade.  "So, this is lube.  You can use
unscented hand lotion if you don't have any.  It works just as fine.  Just
not shampoo or soap, okay?  Pour some onto your finger and then just push
it inside his bum."  As I explained it, I did it and his eyes opened wide
as if he couldn't believe what I was doing.  "Okay your turn."  Blake
turned his head to watch as Cade poured the lube onto his finger and felt
how slippery it was before I helped him find the hole.  I pushed him inside
and he looked at me strangely as if to question whether he was doing it
right.

"First time with your finger in someone's ass?"

"Yeah," he nodded.

"Not even your own?"

"No."

He had gone soft, which was to be expected since I assumed he was insanely
nervous.  "Well, why don't you put a second finger in and feel around a bit
more before we lube up your penis.  Blake won't mind."

"I kinda like it," Blake admitted keeping his legs wide open as he lay
still.  He's a pretty good crash test dummy to use for this stuff.  I'll
have to remember this for the next boy who wants to learn to fuck. Cade
pulled his finger out and put more lube on two fingers before going back
inside.  I could see him try to look into Blake's ass as if there was
suddenly a light in it for him to see what was happening.  I pulled Blake's
cheeks apart so he could see a little more.  Not much to see, except a
super cute ass.  Don't tell Blake I said that or it'll just encourage him
more.  I gently rubbed Cade's back as I moved closer to him.  He seemed
fascinated enough with fingering Blake that I thought he might not want to
go further.  I slowly reached for his penis and gently stroked it until the
blood reallocated itself to the appendage about to go into action.  As he
began to inflate, I let go and told him to take his fingers out.

"Alright, now you pour some lube on your penis and rub it all over to make
it nice and slippery.  You always have to have something like this or
there's no way your dry penis goes into a bum."

"Okay, cool," he said as he poured about three times too much lube onto his
cock.  He did a great job of coating his penis, balls, half his thighs and
a good portion of the lounger.  He was slippery enough now to enter a
greased pig contest, or win best basted at a turkey cook-off.

"Okay, are you fully hard?"  I asked despite being able to clearly see that
if he was any harder, it would be over before we got to the main event.  He
nodded.  "Great.  Kneel between Blake's legs and simply push your penis
into his bum, the same way you just did with your fingers."

"Dad, you can call them a cock and ass, you know.  We're not kids," Blake
scolded.

"I'm trying to teach him the correct words, Blake.  If I wanted to go all
gay gangster on him, I'd tell him to fuck your tight boy pussy until he
blows his jizz into you."

"Ignore him, Cade.  Just slam your dick in there and fuck me. This is the
funnest part dude, and it's super easy.  Not like trying to find a girl's
vagina hole.  Those are way more complicated.  Boys only have one hole."

I ignored Blake and held Cade's dick aiming it where it needed to go.  Cade
moved himself forward and watched as he disappeared into Blake.  "You in?"
I asked.  He nodded again.  "Okay, now lie on top of Blake and move your
ass up and down.  You know what it feels like when you're about to cum
right?"

"Yeah.  I've done that a lot before."

"Okay, so when you feel that about to happen, go a little faster and just
let it happen."

He had barely gotten started when he looked at me, almost in fright.  I
smiled.  "Just keep going.  I told you the first time wouldn't last long.
Cade made no sound whatsoever, but I felt between his legs to touch his
balls.  They were pulsing furiously and I nodded.  "Nicely done, buddy.
You just lost your virginity.  How was it?"

"Way better than masturbating.  That's for sure.  What do I do now?"

"That's up to you.  You can either stop, which most guys do as their dicks
get a little sensitive after cumming, or keep going until you've had
enough.  Once you do it a lot, you go soft after cumming, so it might just
fall out naturally."

"Oh, he's still hard!"  Blake exclaimed.

"Do you want me to get out of your bum Blake?"  Cade asked.

"Hell no!  I could do this all night.  Keep going if you want."  Cade kept
his full weight on Blake as he kept moving his ass up and down.  It was
like the least energetic fuck I've ever seen, but for a first time, he was
doing just fine.  He picked up speed a bit and when he looked at me again,
I almost laughed.  I felt his balls once more and they were back to
pulsing.  He'd shot his second load.

"Awesome.  Two in a row!"  I exclaimed, more to let Blake know than
anything.

Cade was grinning. Blake looked back and smiled too.  "Wicked dude!  You
wanna keep going?"

"Can I?  How many times am I allowed to do it?"  He asked naively.

"As many as you want as long as you're both into it," I answered.  He went
again and shot a third time in almost as many minutes.  Guess he was more
ready than he let on.  From start to finish hadn't been five minutes, but
he pulled out and sat back.  I pulled Blake's ass cheeks apart to let Cade
see him cum drip out.  "Nice job.  That should shut Blake up for at least
half an hour."

Blake flipped over.  "You wish old man.  Just `cause you can't go three
times in a row, doesn't mean the rest of us can't do it all night."  Blake
had obviously enjoyed himself as he was sporting his own boner.

"So normally at this point, you can do lots of things.  You can lie
together and kiss each other and just relax, or Blake might offer to fuck
you, if you were at that point yet, or you might want to ask him if he
wants a blowjob since he hasn't cum yet, but there's no real rules."

"I know how to give blowjobs, but you have a pretty big one, Blake.  Do you
want me to do it so you can cum too?"

"Go for it dude," Blake said as he lay back and put his hands behind his
head like he was an emperor waiting to be serviced.  All I'd need would be
line of horny naked boys and some grapes, and we'd have an empire.  Cade
lay down and took hold of Blake's penis before putting it in his mouth
playing with Blake's balls.  He obviously wasn't kidding about knowing how
to give head.  "Dude, do you want me to cum in your mouth, or warn you?"
Blake asked considerately.  Such a thoughtful boy.

Cade looked up and paused for a second.  "You can cum while I'm doing it if
you want.  I'm used to sperm now," he replied as he got back to the job at
hand...literally.  Blake lay there for almost a minute watching with a huge
smile on his face.  He then gave me a thumbs up as if I were to get ready
to score his performance or something.  He put his hand on Cade's head and
grunted louder than necessary to announce he was cumming.  Once it was over
Cade sat back and wiped his lips. "How was that?"  He asked.

"Decent!  Wanna hit the foam room.  You're gonna love it in there!"

"Thanks Justin.  That was awesome fun.  You're the best," Cade said looking
at me with almost adoration.

"That's what they tell me, and you're welcome.  Blake will be more than
happy to show you anything else.  Trust me, no one will ever laugh at you
with those skills dude.  You should thank Blake too.  After all, it's his
ass you fucked."

"Thanks Blake!  Wicked cool!"  The boys kissed before racing to the foam
room.  I lay back having accomplished my training session and
de-virginizing yet another boy into the world of sex.  I even felt pretty
proud of myself for how I handled it.  The more of this I do, the more I
think that sex therapist is in my future.  It seems to be my calling.  I
chuckled as I heard Cade react to seeing a room full of bubbles.  I had
just closed my eyes when Dante appeared still partially covered in bubbles.

"I hear it was a success?"  He remarked.  "Is it my turn now?"

"I figured you'd be balls deep in Casey," I replied looking up at him.

"I tried.  He couldn't handle me yet.  He needs some more practice.  He
kisses awesome though."

"Are you sure you don't want to save yourself to be with Blake tonight?
You and Kellan are staying over aren't you?"

"Of course.  Don't worry, there's lots of me to go around."

I shrugged and flipped onto my stomach.  I figure if Blake could lie here
and get fucked, so could I.  Dante knew how to have sex and he's good at
it, but I wouldn't have to worry about him stretching me open like Kyle or
Ryan.  He was still growing and currently sitting at 7 inches.  I handed
him the lube and lay there as he gave almost an identical repeat
performance of what I'd just witnessed with the younger guys.  Of course he
lasted longer and pounded me hard, which I like, before he announced he was
cumming and collapsed on top of me panting.  Nothing says perfect sex like
the type where I don't have to do anything except lie there.

"Oh, so this is where you went?"  Blake said as he came up to us, putting
his hand on his hips.  "I shoulda known.  Justin, I'm watching you," he
said putting two fingers to his eyes and then pointing them at me.  "How
was he?"  I heard him ask as they walked back to their new friends.

"Great...but you're way better," he said kissing Blake.

"I knew that.  Old guys are kinda worn out a lot," Blake said in a louder
voice, obviously so I could hear him.

Who's he calling old?  Or worn out for that matter.  The following morning,
I was in the great room with a coffee talking to Kyle, and a naked Kellan
walked in with his hand over his crotch.  "Umm, hi Justin.  Blake said I
was supposed to come down and find you."

"Congrats, you found me.  Seems like a lame dare though."

"No," he smiled.  "It's not a dare.  He said I'm supposed to ask you
to...umm, you know...fuck me, so I can change my wrist band."

Kyle just grinned to himself and focused on his coffee.

"The guys worked on you last night, huh?  Did you actually get them inside
you?"

"Yeah," he admitted sheepishly.

"And?  Did you enjoy it?"

"Not really."

"Did it hurt or was it okay?"

"No, it hurt."

"Would that be something you'd want to do all the time if you had a
different colour bracelet?"

"No, not really," he answered honestly.

 "Then I'm not fucking you.  Come back when you actually enjoy being a
bottom."

He turned and ran off upstairs.  Kyle just stared at me grinning.

"What?"

"You turned down a guy that cute asking to be fucked?  Do you need me to
call an ambulance?"

"Shut up.  Gotta make sure the boy is ready for it."

"Since when?  I thought you were the one that got them ready?"

"Keep those type of comments up and I'll be getting you ready!"

"Hmmm...tease!"

I smiled to myself as I heard Blake stomp up behind us.  "How come you
aren't gonna fuck Kellan?"

"Good morning to you too," I grinned as Blake moved around in front of us,
also naked, but not bothering to hide anything.

"`Morning.  Hi Kyle!"

"Morning, Blake.  You and your friends have fun last night?"

"Yeah. Tons.  Now Kellan wants to be a full member and Justin won't fuck
him."

"He's not ready, Blake.  You can't just do him once, and expect he's a
bottom.  Some boys may never like it, so give him some time to get used to
trying anal before you throw him to the entire group to gang bang," I
explained.

"Okay, but if we all do him a lot, he'll get used to it pretty fast.  He
was hard to hold down last night when we did him.  He kinda makes noises
like a girl.  Kyle, you want come play with us?"  Blake grinned as he moved
to straddle Kyle's lap, leaning in to kiss him.  "Gross!  You taste like
coffee."

"And you taste like stale cock," Kyle countered.

"Better than coffee," Blake grinned as he reached into the front of Kyle's
underwear, only to be quickly stopped before he pulled anything out.  I
grabbed him by the waist and pulled him off Kyle's lap tickling him as I
did it. He squealed and wiggled as he lay across both of us and looked up
at me.  "No fair!"  He complained trying to tickle me back before jumping
off us and running upstairs.

Kyle just laughed.  "You want me to pick up a large cage for him at the pet
store when I'm out?"

"Don't give him ideas.  He'll either enjoy it, or think he's getting a
tiger."

A few days later, J.P. decided to move in and took one of the large
bedrooms.  Colin arranged to buy the penthouse back from them, so neither
Ryan or J.P. would be hurting for money for a while, which was nice as I
hated to see J.P. struggle to make the bills.  I wondered what we were
planning on doing with the place, but Colin said he'd use it to put up any
visitors he brought to town on business.

"Like an out of town shag pad?"  I joked.

"Only for the cute guys," he replied.  "What are you doing later?  Wanna go
see my new penthouse?"

"Maybe a nooner?"

"Maybe," he grinned.  "Speaking of that, stop by the office tomorrow and
we'll go out to lunch.  We haven't done that in a while."

"And I'll stay for a massage," I grinned.

"No doubt.  We're a lot busier now as we've added a lot of new talent to
the office."

"And by talent you mean?..."

"I mean lots of new business ideas and plenty of guys working on developing
their products," Colin grinned.

"Any of them cute?"

"The ideas or the people pitching the ideas?"  Colin smirked knowing full
well what I meant.  The ideas, duh!  "Oh speaking of cute, check out what I
got for the kids," he said as he got up and ran to the front door and came
back with a box.  He opened it and pulled out the tiniest Jui Jitsu outfits
I've ever seen.

"Oh my god, those are adorable.  Is that for our lessons with Dalton?"

"Yeah.  I thought it would be fun if we all dressed the part, and who could
resist something like this?"

I had to agree and couldn't wait to see how the kids looked in them.  I
made some texts and set up our first session in a few days when everyone
could attend the Worthington-Masters dojo Jui Jitsu training.  That seems
like a long name.  I'll just call it ass kicking class.  I can't wait to
learn all this shit and be able to take down anyone.  Even wrestlers.

The next day, I showed up at Colin's office after having spent a ton of
time showering and getting myself looking amazing.  I mean you never know
who you're gonna meet and have to take your clothes off around.  I arrived
just before noon and strolled into Colin's office as no one was around at
reception, although the place was definitely a lot busier as Colin had
said.  The last time there were maybe a dozen people milling around.  This
time it looked like the concourse of a stadium during a big game.  Colin's
office appeared empty as well, but the bathroom door was open so I strolled
over to it and leaned against the entrance as I smiled and saw him.  He was
in the shower with Adrian.  Being an all glass bathroom, it made for a
clean line of sight.  Adrian was bent over holding onto the wall as Colin
fucked him.  The guy was so slender that it was a great sight, making me
almost want to get my camera out.  I strolled forward so I could see my
hubby pounding that tiny ass of his assistant.  Colin grinned when he saw
me approach.

"Hey babe!  You're a little early."

"So it would seem," I said with a smirk as Adrian's head spun around to see
me and he went to stand up.  Colin just put a hand back on his shoulder and
pushed him back down.  He must have been doing a great job as Adrian was
extremely hard while he was getting serviced.

"Wanna join us?"

"Not right now.  I just got this look put together for lunch," I said as I
moved closer to watch.

"The personal assistant role is getting a lot more personal, I see," I
grinned as I tried not to bone up and rip right through my skinny jeans.

"We just finished a massage, so we needed a shower to wash the oil off,"
Colin replied.

"And there's a lot of oil in his ass is there?"

"Probably more now than before we began the shower," Colin joked as he
pulled out and let Adrian stand up.  They finished showering and came out
to dry off.

"Hi Justin.  Sorry.  I hope you don't mind me playing with Colin.  It just
kinda happens sometimes."

"I don't mind.  Call me next time and I'll rush over to join you.  Still
love that penis and how your foreskin hangs half over the head like that.
So hot."

"Thanks.  I'll get those documents ready for you for after lunch," Adrian
said as he quickly grabbed his clothes and got dressed.  He did his hair
and rushed off.

"Fucking your secretary, huh?  Such a cliché!"  I laughed.  "I'll play
the jealous wife and start throwing things shall I?"

"I somehow doubt you'd be jealous.  Maybe jealous because you weren't in
here with us?"

"That's true.  How long you been fucking him like that?"  I asked as I
helped dry him off as he used cologne and deodorant before brushing his
hair and getting dressed.

"Not that long.  He's been letting Ian, Chad and Cole drill his ass during
massages and I figured I should get in there before he's all stretched
out."

I laughed.  "Hmmm, and how is he?"

"Well let's just say you and I have had some amazing boys before, but that
ass beats them all.  You see how slender and toned he is with those perfect
abs?"

"We talking about you or him?"  I grinned as I ran my hand over his stomach
to count the 74 abs.  Colin turned to face me and give me a kiss.

"His ass is everyone one of those boys rolled into one.  I've never slid
into anything more perfect."

"Oh really?!"  I said stepping back and folding my hands as if I were
annoyed.

"Present company not included," Colin laughed as he picked a shirt off the
hanger nearby.

"Too late.  You just said he's better than me.  Six days of solitary for
you," I smirked.

"Okay, but I thought we were having a nooner?"

"Okay, six days of solitary after lunch and our nooner," I revised.  "Hey,
you weren't kidding about how much busier it is around here.  I think your
business model is picking up speed."

"Definitely.  We're a huge success.  Some of the ideas flopped when the got
going, but most are doing well.  I think it helps when everyone comes
together to help each other when they see someone struggling.  The pitch a
suggestion to help them along, or overcome hurdles.  At this rate, we'll be
expanding in no time.  The warehouses are almost full with manufacturing
and production and many of the offices are already occupied."

"Nice.  Any cute boys that I should be offering my therapy services too?"

"Just cute boys?  What about the not so cute ones, or the girls?"

"What?  What are those?"  I giggled. "I only have space on my couch for a
limited number of patients ya know."

"I've seen your office.  It has lots of space and a couple really nice
couches."

"Can't practice just yet, but a few more months, and I'm Dr. Justin sex
therapist to the stars."

"Seems a bit limited for you," Colin grinned as I followed him out of the
bathroom into his office.

"I'll let Nate use the office for the boring stuff like people with
problems sleeping or wondering why their cat is channelling their dead
mother.  I'll deal with the boys who are frustrated they can't get laid, or
that their erections are lasting longer than four hours."

"Sound about right," Colin laughed.  "You hungry?"

"For you...yeah!"

"I meant for food...at a restaurant?  I made a reservation for us."

"Cool!  McDonald's takes reservations now?"  I joked.

He ignored me and we held hands as we headed out of the office to the
elevator and down to the street.  It was only a couple blocks walk to the
restaurant where we had a nice lunch and hung out talking about things. I
like it when we do this.  It seems so mature and sophisticated.  Like I'm
growing up or something.  Plus it's always nice to spend time with him by
ourselves.

"I wanted to talk to you about something," Colin said looking at me as we
ate.  Sometimes my mind wanders and I begin to think the worst.  This time
I imagined he was about to say he was in love with Adrian and that they
were running away together, leaving me with Blake and the house.  I braced
for it.  `Marvin' just got a role in a movie that's filming in California."

"Cool.  He'll be stoked," I said wondering where this related to Adrian.
Shit, he's taking `Marvin' with him to be in his new house as a slave boy
to service all their needs.

"He is.  The movie also has a role for a younger version of `Marvin' who
will play him before he grew up.  They suggested Blake for the role, since
he could pass for the young version of him."

"Wow, that's cool.  How's Blake feel about that?"

"I haven't said anything yet.  From what I read, it looks like it could be
a good role for him.  There's a catch."

"He'd need eye surgery to change his green eyes to blue?"  I grinned, still
not convinced this wasn't leading up to everyone now moving to new life
while I stayed here by myself.

Colin laughed.  "No, they'd just use contacts for that.  The catch is he'd
need to move to California for a few months while they filmed."

"A few months without Blake?  So, what's the catch?"  I grinned.

"I figure he can live with my Mom and Dad and they'll make sure he's looked
after."

"So that's the catch?  You're torturing your parents for something they did
to you when you were a kid?"  I laughed.

"I'd like to think so, but you have no idea how much he's like me when I
was that age.  I'd even suggest he sleep in my old room.  It'd be like
going back in time for my parents.  State law would require that he go to
school on set, which he may or may not like, but that wouldn't be optional.
He'd get a chance to be in a pretty big movie and meet lots of others
actors."

"What does `Marvin' think of the idea of Blake being a young him?"

"He's pretty excited.  The whole thing is being shot at my Dad's studio, so
he'd be around to keep an eye on him."

"This is Blake we're talking about.  He's gonna need more than one eye.
He's gonna need a set of leashes, a dozen nannies and some way to keep the
boy in his clothes.  Actually I think it'd be good for him.  When do you
have to let the studio know?"

"In a couple days as they want to finish casting.  I thought you and I
should talk first and see if we think it makes sense."

"I think it does.  This is what he wants to do, so why hold him back?  Plus
your parents are cool.  They'll either love having Blake around, or regret
it on day one."

"Great, shall we let him know tonight?"

"Yeah.  I can't wait to see his reaction," I grinned as we finished lunch
and went for a walk.  I thought we were going for sex somewhere, but I
think I actually liked the fact that we didn't and just held hands as we
walked around town holding hands and window shopping.  We got back to the
office a couple hours later and headed into the atrium to see people
relaxing and enjoying the outdoor feel.  I inched my way over to the
tanning rejuvenation area and managed to sneak a look at a few guys laying
out tanning in the nude.  Some were totally my type, others were a little
old for me, but I loved that everyone was just so chill.  Colin got called
back to his office so I kissed him and let him get on with his day as I
went to check out the massage area.  It had been enclosed and enlarged
since the last time I was there.  There was an electronic board on the wall
where you could sign up and the next available appointment was three days
from now.  It looked as if there were three new masseuses that had joined
the team, and I guessed that Ian and Chad were probably at school and only
did interning afterward, or on weekends.  As one massage ended, Cole
strolled out and saw me.  He gave me a hug and smile.

"Hey.  Sorry, I don't have time to fit you in, but as you can see business
is booming.  Way more than at the Academy.  Arlen is still over there, but
if this keeps up we may hire others to take over there and he'll have to
come here.  So much more money with stressed executives than with sore
sports guys."

"Same level of horny?" I asked cheekily.

"You have no idea. I thought teens were bad, but Executives are even more
sexually frustrated."

"Maybe that's the business I should have gone into," I partially joked.
"Glad things are going well."

"They are.  They really are.  Arden and I will have to come over one day
soon and hang out.  It's been a while."

"Too long.  Bring Adrian.  I wouldn't mind seeing him getting a good
massage!"

"Colin told you about him, huh?  You gotta try him out."

"I intend too.  Maybe we'll throw him an off the chain birthday party," I
suggested, not sure when his birthday was.

"Or on the chain...that's always fun too!"  Cole laughed.  "Anyway, I
should get back so I don't fall behind.  Sorry I didn't have a chance to
fit you in."

"It's all cool.  I saw a few other things I can do while I'm here," I said
as I gave him another hug and headed to the quiet room.  I didn't stay in
there very long as it was way to quiet.  Everyone was basically zoned out
and listening to something on earphones or staring at the ceiling like they
were stoned on something.  I went to the workout area and took off my shirt
as if I were gonna do something, but I really just wanted to see sweaty
guys with muscles rippling.  The showers were busy, but surprisingly no one
really caught my eye.  Either I'm becoming way too picky, or I've suddenly
shot past my prime and I'm losing interest in sex.  God, I hope not.  I'm
not even at my mid 20's yet.  I figured I had until at least 40 before
things started to droop, like balls and ear lobes.

I was about to head home, when some guy came up and patted me on the back.
"Hey!  I recognize you.  From TV, right?  Blurred Lines?"

"Yeah, Justin," I said grinning and not bothering to explain the whole
J.P. thing.

"So, are there really three of you, or do you play all the roles and it's
just trick photography?  Oh, I'm Keanon, by the way."

"Nice to meet you.  No, there's three of us.  My brothers are J.P. and
Jason, but J.P. is the only one in the credits as we're trying to keep it a
secret for now."

"Are you the gay one, or one of the straight guys?"

"In real life, or in the show?"

"In the show."

"I'm the gay character, Keith," I said sticking with the agreement we'd
made with J.P. for when all three of us actually ended up on screen
together for real.

"Nice.  I have to admit I have such a crush on him."

I laughed.  "You know we're all identical right?  I figure half the people
watching crush on the idea of doing triplets."

"True.  I mean I wouldn't turn that down, but it seems unrealistic.  What
about in real life?  You gay or straight?"

"Also gay," I admitted.

"Hot.  What about your brothers?"

"Are you looking to turn unrealistic into realistic or are you just horny?"
I joked.

"Just curious," he replied with a smile.

"We're all gay," I said watching him closely to see if I could actually see
his heart miss a couple beats.

"For real?"

"For real," I acknowledged.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"I'm married," I said showing him my ring.

"That's too bad.  What about your brothers?"

"Jason is also married, but J.P. just broke up with his boyfriend."

"Is he looking?"

I laughed.  "Oh, so you're not interested in me anymore?  We are identical
you know."

"I wouldn't come between someone and their partner," Keanon said trying to
be nice while swallowing hard.

"Why not?  My husband would love to have you between us for a few hours," I
joked. "Actually, we have a very open relationship.  We figure it keeps
things interesting."

"Would you maybe wanna go fool around somewhere then?"

"In private or public?"  I asked as I looked him over.  He was totally my
type... A young horny guy.

"Wherever!"

"How about my office?"

"You have an office here?"

"Sure.  Just set it up," I said grinning.  "Follow me."  I turned and
headed back to the main area with Keanon hot on my heels.  I guess he was
about to get to fuck his crush.  At least I hope he was gonna fuck me.
Adrian saw us and smiled.  I waved at him and he just gave me a big grin as
I opened my office door.

"You know Adrian?"

"Sure.  Why?  You got a crush on him too?"

"Who doesn't?  He's a total hottie but he's off limits."

"Why?  He seems like he'd put out."

"Oh, he does, but he's the boss' boy."

"The boss' boy?"  I asked with a bit of amusement.

"Yeah, Colin...Worthington.  Everyone knows he's been boning Adrian
regularly.  Lucky guy.  I'd kill to have a night with Colin.  Have you seen
him naked?"

"All the time," I nodded still amused.

"Have you had sex with him?"

"Every day for years," I admitted as I held up my ring again.  "He's my
husband."

"Seriously?  Oh shit.  We shouldn't do this then.  I don't want to get
fired.  Shit, forget I said anything about Adrian.  It's all rumours.
Probably from guys who are jealous," he stammered.

"Relax, Keanon.  I told you.  We have and open relationship.  Trust me it's
not a rumour.  Colin was fucking the hell out of Adrian when I came over
for lunch.  Trust me that boy is worth fucking.  So you have the hots for
Colin too huh?  How come you never went for it?"

"Uhhh, he's the boss.  He's pretty selective who he takes to his office."

"He is huh?  Doesn't sound like Colin.  How old are you?" I asked after I'd
made sure my office door was locked and the windows were blacked out, and I
turned my attention to Keanon.

"18, almost 19.  How old are you?"

"Nice.  I'm 22."

"Really?  I thought you were only 16.  Like in the show.  You look younger
than 22."

"Thanks.  That's probably why they cast us younger.  Blonde hair and
features help."

"I'll say.  How old is Colin?"

"26."

"Perfect," he said almost licking his lips.

"You like older guys?"

"Not like old guys, but older is always more fun.  They have more
experience.  I like your age too," he added quickly.

"I like your age too.  Plus, I love your dark hair and square jaw.  What do
you like to do the most?"

"I love being fucked hard.  I mean like when a guy fucks me so hard we move
across the room hard," he grinned.

"Hot!  I guess I should strip you and test that out huh, or are there more
guys you'd like to talk about?"  I asked as I unbuttoned his shirt and
removed it before we kissed.  For the next two hours, I made out with
Keanon like we were teens that had never had sex before.  I took the first
ride on his ass and didn't even let him get used to it as I hammered him
like he wanted.  I was sweating so bad that I had to keep brushing the
water out of my eyes, and he just kept grinning the entire time.  Once I
was exhausted, I let him fuck me.  He was just as wild being a top as he
was a bottom.  I think my ass took the toughest pounding its ever taken.
He had a perfect uncut cock that while only 6½ inches, he used like it
was 9.  That new couch got a christening like no other piece of furniture
in history.  I'm pretty sure I've never been folded that far in half ever
and at one point while he was on top of me fucking, I was sure I heard
bones breaking.  You know the kind of sex I'm talking about.  It's more
sport than sex and the workout is more than you could get at a gym.  The
wilder he got, the wilder I got, and I think it became a competition to see
who could out do the other one.  I was sure at one point he'd pulled out a
large clump of my hair as he pulled my head back and kissed me while he
doggy fucked me.  I entered him more time than I'd entered McDonalds, and
he returned the favour.  By the time we were done, I needed a cigarette,
and I don't even smoke.

"Thanks for that, eh," he said as we lay side by side on the floor panting.

"Fuck, that was hot.  I need several hours of sleep now.  Dude, if you're
serious about wanting Colin, I'll set it up for you.  How was the fantasy
of doing my TV character?"

"Not a tenth as good as doing the real you.  Can I ask you something
stupid, and please don't be insulted or anything."

"Ask away."

"Are your brothers that good at sex?"

I laughed.  "No one is as good at sex as me.  But maybe you'd have to find
out for yourself."

"Do you guys fool around together?"

"Me and my brothers?" I said trying to sound shocked.

"Sorry.  I know that's a dumb thing to ask.  I guess lots of guys have that
fantasy, huh?"

"Every gay guy has that fantasy," I admitted.  "But I'm as good as three
guys all by myself."

"That's truth, right there," he said lying on his back still panting
slightly.

I leaned over to whisper in his ear.  "But yes, we all fool around
together, and Colin and everyone else in our house too.  "Oh, and before
you ask, Scott on the show, played by `Marvin'...he lives with us, as does
Duane.  He's my son Blake."

"Wait.  I thought you were only 22.  Isn't that kid like 11 or something?
How's that possible?"

"Blake's 13 going on 18, and we adopted him.  Long story.  But if you want
`Marvin' in bed too, just say the word."

"I dunno if I'd live through that.  This almost killed me.  Two more like
you, Plus Colin and Scott.  I couldn't even make a genie wish like that and
live through it."

"Sure you could.  Let's grab a shower and see what we can arrange."

Taking a shower together always leads to more playing, and it was another
half hour before we emerged.  Once we were dressed, I took Keanon next door
to Colin's office and knocked.  It buzzed open and we strolled in to find
Colin at his desk doing boring work shit.

"Hey honey."

"Still here, huh?  Guess you found things to do?"  He smiled as he spun
sideways and came up to hug me, looking at Keanon.

"Yeah, found Keanon.  He recognized me from the TV show and we've been in
my office getting to know each other better," I said with a huge grin as I
licked my lips and patted Keanon on the ass.

"Hey Keanon," Colin said shaking his hand.  "So you learn a lot about
Justin?"

"He's great.  Learned a lot about the TV show.  I had no idea the guys were
real triplets."

"They are.  Try living with all three.  One drink too many and you could
end up in bed with the wrong one."

"He's joking," I replied with a small laugh.  "Colin is one of only two
people I've ever met that can tell us apart every single time.  Sometimes I
look in the mirror and think I'm one of my brothers."

"Funny," Keanon nodded.

"Anyway, before I head home.  Keanon here wants to come over to the house
and have you fuck him stupid.  Is Saturday good for you?"

"Sure.  I don't think we have anything planned do we?"  Colin replied as
casually as if we'd been planning to go to the movies.

"We do now.  Almost screwed each other unconscious just now, so it should
be fun.  Oh, he wants you to bring your boy with you if he's free," I added
causing Keanon to almost give me a death stare.

"My boy?"  Colin asked confused.

"Adrian.  Everyone says he's off limits as he's your boy," I revealed.

Colin laughed.  "Oh, he'll like that.  Might explain why no one tries to
pick him up.  I guess word of all those sessions in the massage room with
big cocks opening him up never got around.  I'll have to see if he wants to
keep being my boy, or if I should fling him out there for others to use."

"Well, don't fling him anywhere until after we've had him at the house.  I
wanted that tight ass still tight when I take it," I said as I went to give
Colin a kiss.  "You want me to leave Keanon here so you can try him out
before the weekend, or take him with me?"

"We can wait for the weekend.  Make a full afternoon of it," Colin replied.
"If I don't do some of this work, I won't have time on the weekend, and
that would be a tragedy."  I said my goodbye and headed out to the main
reception with my new fuck toy.

"Told you he was cool.  You okay with Saturday?"

"Absolutely, but is it real, or are you just playing me?"

"Oh, it's real.  I guess you have to show up on Saturday to find out for
sure though," I said as I gave him a hug.  He was a bit more reserved out
in public than he was in my office. Which I guess goes without saying or we
could be arrested for indecent sex acts.  As soon as he left and headed
off, I looked at Adrian at his desk who was just grinning, so I walked over
to him.

"You and Keanon, huh?  That guy is a looker."

"And he's insane at sex for an 18 year old.  Oh, by the way, you free this
Saturday?" I asked.

"I think so, why?"

"Keanon is coming over for a few hours of being fucked hard, and he thinks
you're pretty hot.  Wanna join in?"

"Keanon thinks I'm hot?  He's never said anything," Adrian replied looking
at the direction Keanon had gone.

"That's because he thinks you're Colin's boy, and being the boss, no one
wants to get in the way of that."

"That makes sense.  More Colin for me then, huh?  Unless I'm not supposed
to say that in front of you."

"Say it all you want.  I just wanna know if you want to have some fun on
Saturday.  I've been wanting to get into that cute ass of yours since the
first day I saw you.  I'll try to have Jason and J.P. there too, so you can
have a triplet sandwich, and your `man' will also be there, in case you
were wondering."

"My man," he laughed.  "I think he's your man.  I'm just the warm-up act."

"Well, you get plenty warm on Saturday.  Let's say 1pm.  Just out of
curiosity, do you top as well, or just bottom?"

"No, I top sometimes," he replied.

"Good.  This is gonna be a hot afternoon.  Don't cum between now and then,
I wanna see several big loads out of you."

Adrian grinned and I waved goodbye as I headed for the elevator.  I guess I
haven't lost my touch after all.  Still in my prime.  Now to go get snacks
and drinks for the orgy...and arrange Jason and J.P.  They're kinda part of
it, unless I figure out how to use a 3-D printer to make clones of myself
that do what I say.

When Colin got home, he came up and kissed me.  "Did you break Adrian?"  He
laughed.

"No, why?"

"He said he's not allowed to cum until Saturday.  You know that's gonna
drive him crazy."

"So, go fuck Keanon for the next few days.  That boy has a serious boner
for you."

"Don't tempt me.  I think I get enough sex around here as it is."

"And with your boy, Adrian," I reminded him.

"I don't even know how that got started.  It's not like I fuck him in front
of everyone."

"Probably the fact he's in your office for hours and comes out freshly
showered each time."

"Yeah, that might do it," Colin nodded.  "He told me that you told him
about being my boy, and he thinks it's pretty hot.  I may just have a boy
after all."

"Two boys.  Keanon would only be too eager to be at your call.  One thing
about him is if you have a lot of aggression, he loves being hammered
extremely hard."

"Three boys..." Colin said leaning in to kiss me.  "Nothing can replace my
number one man."

"Man, or boy?  Make up your mind, Mr. Worthington." I said trying to sound
serious.

"Would it matter once your naked and we're in bed?"

"Nope.  As long as you put out, I'm good.  So, when are we telling Blake?"

"Telling Blake what?"  Blake asked appearing like he'd teleported in out of
thin air.

"Stop doing that!"  I said spinning around to see him looking up at me from
behind that curly blond hair and those big green eyes.

"What?  I waited until you two were done with that mushy stuff.  Tell me
what?"

"I guess now is a good time," Colin grinned as we sat down.  "How would you
like to be in a movie?"

"A porn?" Blake asked excitedly.

"No, not a porn, dumbass.  Hopefully you won't do porn, and you're
certainly not doing it until you're legal age.  This is a real movie.  The
role is to play `Marvin's' character when he was younger.  He'll be the
adult and you'll be the kid version of him."

"That's so cool!  Right now I'm his little brother, now I'd get to be him
at 13?  Wicked."

"There is just one downside.  The movie is filming in California, so you'd
have to live there for at least a couple months.  You wouldn't be able to
hang out with your friends for a while.  I'm not sure if that's something
you'd be okay with."

"I'll go pack," he said jumping off his chair.  "Oh, when does it start?"

"You'd need to be on set in a few weeks.  I'll have the script sent to you
if you're interested."

"I'm interested.  I'm interested.  Am I getting my own apartment and stuff,
or am I gonna live with `Marvin' or what?"

"You'd be living with Grandma and Grandpa," I told him quickly.  "Colin
said you can live in his old room."

He sat back down and looked at us and nodded.  "I think I can make that
work.  Your room was pretty cool.  Are Grandma and Grandpa strict, or can I
have people over like I do here?"

"When you make friends, you can have people over of course.  The only rule
is no running through the house naked.  I used to do that and get into
trouble for it; at least after I turned 10.  You can skinny dip, but keep
it PG," Colin warned.

"PG?  That means no sex in the pool, right?"

"Exactly," Colin nodded.

"Can I have sex in your room?"

"If you make friends that are into that, sure.  No one will bother you in
my room, and if they do, they'd always knock first. They learned that the
hard way after I turned 13."

Blake giggled.  "You got busted huh?  I know how that is.  My parents bust
in on me all the time," he said shaking his head as if we were the worst.

"You leave the door open in hopes that we bust in," I reminded him.  He
giggled.

"How would I get around down there?  Can I have a car?"

"Sure, they let all 13 year olds drive in California," I said
sarcastically, then instantly regretted it.

"Wicked!"

"That was sarcasm, Blake," Colin said rolling his eyes.  "The studio will
make sure you get there and back with a driver, and when you need to go
someplace else just ask Mark.  He'll take you.  Plus, I'm sure `Marvin'
will be happy to hang out with you for a bit, and Brooks is down there.  He
can show you some of the things we used to do when I was growing up."

"Got it, Oreo," Blake giggled.  "I better practice my big words if I'm
gonna hang out with Brooks.  He's hard to understand sometimes."

"All the time," I said under my breath.  We were still talking about the
movie and California when `Marvin' got home.

Blake ran over and hugged him tight.  "Hi big me!" he giggled looking up at
`Marvin.'

"Hey, little me," `Marvin' laughed.  "I'm guessing you were told about the
movie?"

"Yeah.  Wicked cool, huh? I get to be you when you were me."

"I actually understood that," `Marvin' said as he put his arm around Blake
and they walked back to us.

"So, he's in?"

"Oh, I'm in.  You should live with me at Grandma and Grandpas.  You can
stay in Colin's old room like I'm gonna.  We can work on lines together and
I can work on being little you."

"I'd end up feeling like little me if I spent time in that bedroom again.
If those walls could talk," he said shaking his head.

"If those walls could talk, they'd blackmail me for billions," Colin
laughed. "They'd also have seen things no one should ever see."

"Isn't that the truth.  I learned a hell of a lot in that room," `Marvin'
said reminiscing.

"Like what?"  Blake asked.

"Like...mind your own business," Colin grinned.

"That's okay, I'll ask Brooks."

"He doesn't even know half the stuff," `Marvin' replied.  "Fun times."

"There is one thing you have to do while you're there," Colin said focusing
back on Blake.

"I know already," Blake said staring at him.

"You do?"

"Yep.  I have to learn to surf like a real California dude," Blake grinned
giving a hang loose symbol.

"No, you still have to go to school."

"What!  No fair!  How can I go to school?"

"Normally the studio has a state appointed tutor to help you with your
studies while you're on set, so you don't fall behind, but we'll be hiring
one for you who will also make sure you're looked after on set.  Grandpa is
gonna take care of that for us."

"So, I have to do acting AND school?  Can I act like I'm at school?"  He
grinned trying to negotiate.

"We don't want you to be that far behind when you get back or it could be
so much that you have to repeat a grade.  Because it's a different country,
we're going to have your teachers here provide us with assignments and
curriculum so you can follow along.  It'll then be emailed to your teachers
for credit, and any tests from here will be administered there."

"Will I still have homework?"

"No.  I think any day you're on set will be busy enough, but you will be
expected to do school work on days when you're not on set Monday to Friday.
The decision is yours Blake.  No one is gonna force you to do the movie.
You have to decide," Colin said as I sat and agreed.

"I wanna do the movie.  Can I maybe decide not to do the school work
instead?"  He asked batting his eyelashes and putting his head on Colin's
shoulder.

"Nice try.  It's actually the law that you still do school.  But if it
helps, you don't end up doing as many hours as you would if you were in
regular school."

"I'll do the movie," Blake replied sitting upright and looking at everyone.

"Once you commit, you're in until the end though, okay?"

"I understand.  You can help with stuff too, right?" he asked `Marvin.'

"Of course.  I can run lines with you and help with anything you need.
I'll look after him on set too if you want," `Marvin' offered.

"Thanks, we'd appreciate that.  I'm sure he'll be in good hands.  Everyone
on the lot knew who I was when I was a kid, so I think I was safer there
than pretty much anywhere else."

"We should go study," Blake suggested as he jumped up.

"Study what?"  `Marvin' asked.

"Well, if you're big me, and I'm little you, we should know everything
about each other.  I could practice some of the stuff like facial
expressions and the way you walk, and flip your hair.  Maybe we can even
work out and sleep together so we know how to do the same things in the
same way."

"How about you get the script first?"  Colin smiled.

"Sure, but we gotta get started."

Blake quickly disappeared and the next time we saw him, his phone was
blowing up with texts and video messages.  He sat down to dinner and told
everyone about his new movie.  "All my friends are super jealous!"  He
announced.

"Are you gonna be a movie star, Bwake?"  Trevor asked as he sat next to
him.

"Yep.  I hope so," he replied.  "I have to really do a good job first
though."

"We're proud of you Blake," Kyle said reaching over to fist bump him and
everyone raised their glasses to him.  Just what we need, Blake with an
even bigger ego.

Colin changed the subject to let everyone know that they would be doing a
Jui Jitsu class Saturday morning and went to get the box with the white
pyjamas in it.  I know they're called something like karate outfits, but
they look more like pyjamas.  Everyone thought the three little kids looked
the best in them as they were helped to try them on.  Blake showed everyone
what he knew about Karate and all of us tried some moves.  Travis and
Trevor thought it was a game, but totally got into it.  We were all pumped
and ready for our self-defence class with Dalton on Saturday.

In the morning, I went to wake Blake up, but he wasn't in his room.  I
eventually found him snuggled in with `Marvin'.  "Why are you in here?"

"What?  I'm just sleeping with myself," he giggled.

`Marvin' looked up.  "I'm pretty sure I don't move around even half that
much."

"You sleep on your side sometimes and on your back other times, so I was
practicing with you," Blake nodded.

 Once he was off to school, `Marvin' sat next to me and put his head on my
shoulder.  "That boy is like a wind-up toy that never stops," he said
sounding exhausted.  "I woke up four times to him blowing me and had to
pull him off.  When he wasn't doing that, he had hold of my cock giving me
an erection most of the night.  If he'd been anyone else, I'd have flipped
him over and given him a good fuck to get him back to sleep."

"Next time, I suggest doing it," I laughed.

"You know who he reminds me of?"  `Marvin' said.

"You're gonna say me, aren't you?"  I grinned.

"Actually, I was gonna say Colin.  He was almost like that when he was 14.
Once he learned sex, I think he screwed anything that moved.  Those two are
more alike than he wants to admit.  He forgets, I knew the teenage Colin."

"That's true.  I forgot that.  Was he as hot as he is now?"

"Colin's always been hot.  Girls were tripping over themselves to get with
him.  Even when he announced he was gay, they still wanted him.  In fact, I
think it made some of them want him even more.  It probably didn't hurt
that his first boyfriend was an even bigger slut and dragged Colin into all
sorts of sex things."

"I'd love to go back in time and see that," I admitted.

"You're already there.  Just keep watching Blake and you'll see Colin at
14."

"If I keep watching Blake, I'm gonna feel old.  I sometimes think we're in
a competition and I'm not even making it to the podium any more."

"Maybe you'll just have to practice more," `Marvin' teased.  We had a long
shower together to get ready before heading out.  I mean he suggested it,
right?

After school, Cory came back with Blake and they spent a few hours in the
pool.  The boys ran into the kitchen at one point, still slightly wet.
Cory gave me a hug to say hi, and I just hugged him back, although
complained that he was getting me wet, which caused both of them to just
laugh.  "I think you grew a bit since last time," I observed.

"Yeah, I had a growth spurt.  I gained like two inches," Cory smiled up at
me.

"He means in height, not penis size," Blake added.

"I figured that out for myself, thanks," I replied.

"Just wanted you to be sure," Blake said as they took off again.  Cory
stayed until after dinner when Jason drove him home.

The next morning it was the same thing.  Blake wasn't in his bed.  I
wandered down the hall to see if he was back in with `Marvin', but he
wasn't.  `Marvin' had some boy in his bed with him that I'd never seen
before.  I quietly backed out so as not to disturb them, and made a note to
drop by later to say hello properly.  I found Blake in with Kyle and
Chance.  He looked comfortable lying on top of Kyle, where it almost made
you want a picture.  "Time to get up buddy," I told him as I entered
quietly.

"Okay.  I'll be done in a moment," he replied and I noticed the covers
moving slightly as he moved around on Kyle.

"I don't even wanna know," I said grinning as I left.

That evening, Blake had friends over and it was as if he was making sure to
get as much time in with everyone as he could before leaving.  After I sent
him up to bed, I went to say goodnight, but he was already missing from his
room.  I decided that it would just be easier to ask ADAM this time instead
of going door to door to find him.  He was in Ben's room.  I headed there
and found him on his back legs over Ben's shoulder as Ben stood at the side
fucking him.  "Let's make sure you get some sleep, tonight.  School
tomorrow," I said being the responsible parent I am as I strolled in to say
good night.  I kissed Ben and took a quick glance at his cock going in and
out of a very happy Blake, who put his arms up for his good night kiss. I
obliged and then watched as Ben took hold of Blake's cock and jerked him
off while he fucked.  The way Blake was moaning, I don't think they'll stay
up late, as I'm sure he won't last long.  I let the boys have their fun and
headed to bed.  In the morning, I used ADAM to show me Ben's room and was
happy to see that they were both up already.  Blake was face down on the
bed and Ben was on top of him, obviously both getting rid of their morning
boners.  I put the iPad aside and rolled over to face Colin.

"Where is he this morning?"  He asked with a grin.

"Still in with Ben," I replied.  "At least they're up."

"Good," Colin replied as we made out and I used my morning boner on him.
It's so much better to have someone next to you when you're hard, than to
just have to jerk off by yourself.

By the time I got home, Blake was already home from school and had two
visitors with him.  Conrad and his girlfriend.  They were in the pool and
things were well underway.  I wasn't sure whether or not to say something,
but given my dislike of Conrad, I decided to say out of it.  I saw the
three of them disappear upstairs a short while later wrapped in towels, and
curiosity got the better of me. I grabbed the laptop and watched the video
surveillance from his room.  Almost as soon as the bedroom door closed, the
towels were off and the three of them moved to the bed.  Conrad quickly lay
on top of his girlfriend kissing and, like most teenage boys, put himself
into her as soon as he fumbled to find the entrance.  When he focused on
the fucking, he leaned back and appeared to motion Blake to move in and let
the girl suck him off as he watched.  It wasn't long before he pulled out
and let Blake take his place.  Conrad watched as Blake fucked his
girlfriend and then knelt to the side and lowered Blake's head so his
erection was sandwiched between the girl and Blake's lips.  It was obvious
who was driving the action.  As soon as he was fully hard again, he went
behind Blake and pushed himself inside so they were all coupled together.
He fucked Blake while Blake fucked and kissed the girl.  Then almost as
quickly as they started, it was over.  Blake and Conrad lay side by side
and the girl moved down to give each of them blowjobs in turn until they
were tired of it.  They stayed naked and seemed to just be talking after
that so I turned off the laptop.  I should talk to Blake about the rules
again.  I don't know how many times I've told the kid, if you're gonna fuck
a girl, wear a condom.  Neither of those two idiots bothered at all.  I
thought we raised him better than that.

The two left and Blake ran to join me with a big envelope with him.  "I got
the script.  I have tons of lines to memorize."

"Awesome.  Do you think it's a role you'll enjoy?"

"Not sure yet as I haven't read the whole story.  `Marvin' said he'd help
me.  The first thing I have to do is highlight all my lines so I know where
they all are.  I get a sheet each day to let us know what part we're
filming and then I only have to remember those lines for the day.  `Marvin'
said it's easier that way than trying to remember the entire script."

"Well, he's the expert.  If you need me to read any lines with you, just
let me know."

"I will, but I'm pretty good at remembering the words.  I have to do it for
the TV show, even though I don't have anywhere near as many lines as this."

Once it was time for bed, I was almost surprised to see him in his own bed,
this time with Travis, Trevor and James snuggled in with him.  I went in to
say goodnight and was pleased to see that everyone was in underwear.

"Hi Uncle Daddy," Travis said jumping up to hug me as I entered.  "We're
having a sleepover."

"I can see that," I grinned as I lifted Travis up.

"Jason and Alex said it was okay, since it's the weekend tomorrow," Blake
added.  "I wanted to spend more time with them since I won't see them for a
while."

"Good idea," I nodded.  I wanted to remind him that he was only going for a
few months, which was the same length of time he was at summer camp.  There
hadn't been this much goodbye planning for that.  This was more like he was
going off to war for several years.  Jason and Alex tucked the boys in and
gave them a goodnight kiss as Blake decided to read them a story, which I
thought was nice of him.  I reminded them that we had our first
self-defence training with Dalton tomorrow morning, so they might not want
to stay up late.  I got a thumbs up from Blake.

In the morning, all four boys ran down to breakfast, already dressed in
their karate pyjamas.  (Remind me to Google what they're officially
called.)  One by one everyone stirred and got ready for Dalton's arrival.
We had decided to use the kid's playroom as it had the soft mats and was
really the best place to throw each other around.  When everyone is
together, you quickly realize just how many people actually live here.  I
mean there were five just with Jason, Alex and the kids.  Then we had
another 9 on our side with the addition of J.P. now.  That's almost two
full basketball teams, or football teams.  Which ever one has 7 players on
a side. Maybe its hockey.  Anyway, who cares, we have a lot of people in
the family all ready to kick ass and take names.  Dalton arrived and
complimented us on looking the part.  We learned a lot in an hour of
training and I quickly realized I suck at this as bad as I do at wrestling,
but at least I know some defensive moves now.  I easily kicked Travis,
Trevor and James' asses in case you were wondering.  I think they enjoyed
being picked up and gently body slammed onto the mats by everyone.  They
saw it as more of a game, especially when all the kids were allowed to
tackle Dalton to the ground, and he was a good sport to let them.  He said
we'd done well and offered to give us other classes if we wanted them.  I'm
all in favour if it'll help us become a ninja fighting force and make sure
we can be ready for any future bad guys.  Once he left, we all quickly
headed off to do our own thing with Colin and I getting ready for Adrian
and Keanon at 1.  I was gonna use some of my new Jui Jitsu skills to get
Adrian on his knees and take him from behind.  The way martial arts were
meant to be.

Colin and I got ready for our visitors to arrive with me finishing first
and heading downstairs to make sure everything else was ready.  I mean the
magic bottles of lube don't just happen you know.  Someone has to make sure
they're strategically placed.

Adrian was the first to arrive and as I waited for him to pull up after I'd
opened then front gate, he almost took my breath away as he got out of the
car.  He was wearing blue/black skinny jeans with and even tighter v-neck
black shirt that showed every ripple on his body.  I wouldn't even need to
undress him as I could see almost all of him as it was.  If the boy got an
erection, he was gonna rip those jeans right off like the Hulk.  The shades
he was wearing just completed the look.  I actually think I audibly gasped.

"Is my car okay here?"  he asked looking at me.  I'm pretty sure all I
heard was `is my body okay?'

"Yeah, perfect," I said swallowing hard as he approached.  He gave me a hug
and it felt like I was hugging rock he was so firm.  I'll pass out before I
get his clothes off.  If they can even come off.  It might be a group
effort to peel them from his body.  I managed to recover enough to invite
him in and offer him something to suck on...I mean drink.  I mean drink...

"It's a bit early for alcohol, but if you have a flavoured water, I'd be
good with that."

"Flavoured water coming up.  If we didn't have any, I'd make some.  I'd
hand squeeze some strawberries into a bottle or something.  Fortunately, we
had lots of everything, and there were a few different flavours available,
so I just grabbed a selection.  He took the lemon one, so I made a note to
have that with me at all times from now on if I planned on seeing him
again.  I watched as his lips touched the edge of the bottle after he
opened it and all I could see was a slow motion sip of water happen and
then us in bed together.  I don't really know how I picture these things
but I do.

"What?"  I asked as he put the bottle down on the counter.

"I just said that I love your house," he repeated.  I'd never even heard
him. My brain was already deep into planning naked activities with him.

"Oh, thanks.  We like it.

"How many square feet?"

"I have two feet," I replied looking down not sure they looked that square.

He laughed.  "Funny.  I mean the house?"

"Oh, I think it's nine thousand," I said trying to remember the details
back from when we bought it.

"He means 19,000," Colin replied as he came down the stairs to greet
Adrian.  "There was a typo in the original fact sheet.  That's before we
built the underground garage or attached the other house.  Hey Adrian,
you're looking pretty sharp, man."

"Thanks," he grinned.

"That's a good look for you.  I can almost see each ab, and your nipples
are looking firm."

Adrian just grinned as we all looked at his body.  Yeah, we're gonna fuck
him stupid today, even if we have to cut those clothes off.  The front gate
went and I buzzed it open and went to let Keanon in.  He was also looking
fine as he got out of his car.  I'm pretty sure I licked my lips.

"Hey guys," He said giving a slight wave as he joined the others.  I
offered him something to drink and he wanted a Sprite.  That one I knew we
had.  We showed them around the house as we hung out and I could feel the
sexual tension building.  It was probably only building in my head, or more
correctly my pants, but it was building nonetheless.

"Are you still pansexual?"  I asked Adrian eventually.

"Yeah, I don't think that changes, like being gay or straight," he
confirmed.

"What's pansexual?"  Keanon asked.

"It means I don't have a preference about whether I sleep with guys or
girls.  I'm just attracted to whom I'm attracted to and gender doesn't
matter.  What about you?"

"I'm twinksexual," Keanon grinned.  "I'm attracted to anyone who looks or
acts like a twink."

"I'm pretty sure that's not a thing, although it might be as they keep
adding new terms almost daily.  If the LBGTQ community adds any more
letters to it, they'll have the whole alphabet," he joked.  On that point,
he's spot on.

"I still remember the first time I met Justin.  He was pretending to be
Triton Donnelly, and J.P., his identical brother was pretending to be him,"
Adrian grinned.

"Oh, please let's not bring that back up," Colin groaned.

"Why, what happened?"  Keanon asked with amusement.

"We all ended up in the steam room, and my face almost melted off as I'd
used makeup to look different.  It was the first time I saw Adrian naked,
and almost couldn't hold back."

"Yeah, then he got injured and for the next few months forgot who he was,
and I was stuck with Triton Donnelly," Colin added.

"You got amnesia?  I thought that was like a Hollywood myth or something."

"It was real, but everything worked out.  First time I saw Adrian having
sex, it was at a car wash and he had Colin on the hood of a car pounding
his ass."

Adrian laughed.  "I was sure you'd be pissed."

"Good thing we have such an open relationship and that I love seeing Colin
having sex.  I was actually surprised he was the bottom though."

"Well it was a charity fund raiser," Adrian grinned as if that somehow
cleared up why Adrian was the top.

"I'd love a life like this," Keanon said as he listened to us.  "So now you
all have sex with each other?"

"Nope.  I've never done Adrian," I admitted.  "Hopefully, we're changing
that today!"

"You can count on it," Adrian grinned and I almost passed out just from his
smile.  "I've kinda done Justin though," he revealed.

"Huh?"  Keanon said looking confused, but not as confused as me.  Unless he
did Triton and I didn't remember it.

"I had sex with J.P., so it's kinda like I had sex with you," he joked.
"After all he was you when I first met him."

I laughed.  Okay, touché.  Guess you'll find out just how identical we
are or not."

"So who's had sex with who?"  Keanon asked.  A guy after my own heart.
Right down to business.

"Let's see.  You and me have done it, Colin and I have done it, obviously,
and Colin and Adrian have done it.  If I do the math..."  I put my finger
in the air as if I were working out a complicated formula.  "That means
Colin needs to do you, I need to do Adrian, and you and Adrian need to hook
up, then it'll be complete."

Keanon nodded.  "I'm good with that.  Adrian?"

"Yeah.  Sounds hot to me.  Anyone only a top?"  He asked.

"Nope, we're all versatile," I grinned.  "Anyone not into being tied down
and double penetrated?"  All three hands went up.  "Okay, scratch that off
the agenda," I said with a big grin.

"So, Colin, you ever have sex with one of Justin's brother's by mistake?"
Keanon asked.

"By mistake?  No.  But he's sent one or the other in to try and trick me
once in a while," he said looking at me with a smile.

"You do that?"

"Sure.  If I was busy with something else, I'd send Jason or J.P. in.
Sometimes he'd pretend like he didn't know they weren't me, and do them
just for fun, but he always knew."

"Damn.  I'd love to have a twin to swap out with once in a while," Keanon
grinned.  "Do you ever fool around as a group?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"  I said teasing him.  "Why? Does the thought
of triplets give you a boner?"  I asked as I reached over and grabbed his
crotch.

"The thought of any sex gives me a boner," he grinned proving it with the
firmness between his legs.

"Before we do anything, I should get pictures of the three of you," I
remarked.  "You all look like you've just stepped off the cover of GQ.  Of
course, we'll get some pictures of the fun too.  I had the guys strike a
few poses together as I took pictures of them, and then Colin took pictures
of me with the guys.  We ramped it up and took pictures of us removing each
others shirts and posing like that.  They were hot pics that I thought were
worthy of any fashion magazine or porn blog.

Keanon became the cameraman as Colin and I slowly took Adrian's jeans off,
which were actually the only speed they would come off.  We popped button
on the pants and lowered the zipper to reveal his underwear and Keanon
caught each shot as we peeled the pants back to expose more of him.  It was
a struggle getting the skinny jeans down Adrian's legs, but we eventually
got them off and stood on either side of him as Keanon took the posed
shots.  Then it was his turn to be undressed as Adrian took the pictures.
It as cute to see that the two guys had almost identical black trunk brief
form fitting underwear, and both were sporting erections by the time we had
them out of their pants.  Colin and I undressed each other as the boys
watched and took pictures.

I resumed my camera duties as Adrian and Keanon were on either side of
Colin rubbing their hands over his body and when Keanon slipped his hand
into the front of Colin's underwear to take hold of him, I'm pretty sure I
came a little in my underwear.  Adrian dropped Colin's underwear slightly
so that I could take a picture of Keanon cupping his package while keeping
it hidden.  I directed a few shots like that before we got a little more
revealing.  Colin pulled his underwear back up and we focused on Keanon.
Colin pulled the boy's underwear down to show off half his shaft and the
nicely trimmed pubes.  His was the first cock to be pulled out and shown
off as his underwear was lowered to his ankles.  Colin didn't even hesitate
as he dropped to his knees and took hold of Keanon's balls before slipping
the fully hard cock into his mouth as I took close-ups.  I pushed Adrian
behind Keanon and told the two boys to kiss.  Now, we were getting some
great shots.  I stopped for a second to lower the back of Adrian's
underwear to reveal his amazing bubble butt as I tucked the waistband under
his ass cheeks.  I resumed pictures and told Keanon to reach back and take
hold of Adrian's ass.  Colin turned slightly and yanked Adrian's underwear
all the way down so that he now had both cocks available to play with.  He
began sucking on Adrian and I got in closer to get the shots.  Both guys
had very similar 6½ inch uncut cocks, but I preferred the look of
Adrian's just slightly better.  Maybe it's because I'd seen it soft and I
liked how the head peeked half out from under the foreskin, or maybe it's
because I was looking forward to playing with it while I fucked him.  I
mean I've already had Keanon, so I think that plays into it.  I always like
getting a new boy for the first time.  I stopped the action and made Colin
stand up and the two boys go down on their knees. I really didn't have to
direct much after that as they stripped Colin of his shorts and shared his
big cock between them.  I was the only one left in my underwear, which
didn't last long as the three attacked me and got rid of them in a hurry
before we ended up in a four-way kiss and grope session.

"Maybe we should move down to the adult playroom," I suggested.  "Don't
worry, no one is getting tied up and double penetrated."

We all ran down to the lower level where Colin unlocked the room and we
entered. I think the guys were a little surprised by the layout and
equipment.

"Shit.  It's like 50 shades of grey down here," Keanon said as he looked
around.  "Are you guys into the kinky stuff?"

"Not all the time.  It can be fun for roleplaying," Colin admitted.  "Plus,
it's a lot more fun than just lying on a bed and having sex."

"I love some of this stuff," Keanon said as he tried the sling first and
then knelt on the saw horse getting into the perfect position to be fucked.

"Looks like you know how to use some if it," Colin grinned.

"I've seen porn," He said getting up and looking around at the other things
such as the `X' and the chains and some of the ropes and floggers.  He
almost giggled as he waved the big dildos around and went at Adrian, who
ran away like they were playing dildo tag.  That could be a new version of
the game that I never thought of.  If you get tagged, you freeze in place
while a dildo is shoved into you.  You get unfrozen when someone yanks it
out.  The next person to be tagged gets a larger dildo and so on.  I'll add
that to family game night.

Colin took Keanon by the hand and we all moved over to the sling where he
pushed him backward onto it and lifted his feet into the stirrups.  "Time
to try out that ass," Colin grinned as he lubed Keanon up with no
resistance.  I changed to video mode and watched carefully as he entered
the boy's ass and began to fuck him.  Adrian stood to the side jerking off
slowly as the real action got underway.  I suggested he lean in and kiss
Keanon, which he did.  That was my cue to move behind Adrian and take a
feel of that hot bubble butt, which was so firm I don't think it even gave
at all as I squeezed it.  I moved Adrian's head down Keanon's body and took
some video of him as he sucked the hard cock into his mouth while he got a
good closeup look of Colin fucking in and out slowly.  I couldn't hold back
any longer, so I shut off the camera and dropped to my knees behind Adrian
and spread his legs slightly so I could pull his ass cheeks apart and bury
my face in his hole.  I used one hand to rub all over his back and legs,
while the other hand reached around to take hold of his erection and tight
balls.  I was pretty sure my tongue had gained an extra couple inches to
push deep into his ass, which was easily the tastiest hole I'd had in a
while.  I glanced over and saw Keanon's hand just hanging there as he got
serviced by the two guys, so I took hold of it and wrapped it around
Adrian's cock, which freed up my hand to explore even more of Adrian's
body.  My own cock was leaking fast and furious, and I really didn't want
to wait any longer.  I stood up and almost wanted to push myself right into
him, but decided to move him away so I could have better access.  I took
him with me over to the sawhorse, and on the way over he grabbed hold of my
erection.

"Fuck that's a big cock," he exclaimed.

"And this is a tiny ass," I said taking hold of his cheeks in one hand.
"They're perfect for each other." I had him kneel in position and once
again got down to eat him out, pulling on his cock and balls.  I used lube
to finger deep into the cute bubble butt I'd admired since the first time I
saw him in Colin's office wearing those tight dress pants.  He almost
snapped my finger off the hole was so small.  I must admit I might have
enjoyed fingering him a bit too much as I loved how it felt inside.  So
velvety smooth and pulsing with each move I made with my finger.  As soon
as I got him properly lubed up, and my finger was numb from lack of blood
getting to it from being squeezed so firmly in that tiny ass, I prepared my
cock and pressed against his entrance.  I ended up bending my cock in half
several times as it just wasn't planning on going into something that small
and tight.

"Shit, I might not even fit," I complained.

"It'll fit.  You just have to punch through.  Don't worry, I can handle
it," Adrian remarked as I jumped slightly when I heard Keanon screaming at
Colin to fuck him harder.  Uh oh, he was off to wild fucking mode.  Both
Adrian and I looked over as Colin grabbed him by the thighs and used the
motion of the sling to fuck the hell out of him.  I think Keanon was crying
out in ecstasy.  "Wow," Adrian said quietly.

"Wow, what?  You're next," I joked as I put the head of my dick against his
hole and held the shaft tight as I punched through his outer ring and
entered him in one hard thrust.  Adrian sighed and put his head down.  I
think my cock now was squeezed to half it's original diameter as it drove
into the small channel.  I fucked as deep as I could and it felt like my
dick was being crushed by one of those things that destroys old cars.  If I
could cum, it was gonna rip through him like he was being pressure washed.
I felt like a virgin getting his first fuck, I was so turned on.  I was
almost convinced I was going to cum before I got a couple of thrusts
completed.  Fortunately, I was able to control myself...which is at very
best, rare for me, and I got into a rhythm of fucking with long deep
strokes as I once again enjoyed rubbing my hands all over him.  He was a
bit of a moaner and I loved it.  As I fucked him, I couldn't help but watch
Colin and Keanon as each thrust almost knocked Colin off his feet as he
pulled Keanon back and forth.  It wasn't long before they finished what
they were doing and came over to watch me and Adrian.  We were moving at a
much slower and steady pace as I wanted to enjoy his ass and not shred
it...at least not yet.

"How is he babe?  Everything you thought he'd be?"  Colin grinned as he had
Keanon put his cock up to Adrian's lips to be serviced.

"Everything and a hundred times more," I admitted.  "This hole is so tiny
that it might be the tightest I've ever been in.  No wonder you fuck him so
much and don't want to share."

"I share," he grinned as he got behind me and slid his cock into my ass to
join in the fuck.  I know if I enter a guy who's already been fucked it's
called sloppy seconds.  Is it still called that if it's the cock that's the
second?  If so, I was getting Colin's sloppy second penis.  Doesn't sound
right, but I'm not complaining.  As soon as he hit my prostate, I couldn't
hold back any longer and flooded Adrian's tight ass with force.  I tried to
keep going, but as tight as the boy was, he was cutting off the circulation
to my dick and making it very sensitive.  I pulled out and Colin took my
place as I reached between his legs and jerked Adrian's cock to completion,
while Adrian had taken to sucking Keanon's cock like a baby with a
pacifier.  Once we were all done with round one, we rinsed off and headed
upstairs to soak in the hot tub for a bit.  We found J.P. and Jason sitting
in there waiting for us.

"Oh, sure, invite us to an orgy and then don't wait," Jason complained with
a smile as we got in with them.  Keanon looked at all three of us and I
don't think he blinked as he tried to find differences.

"Shit, you weren't kidding.  You guys are identical.  I feel like I'm
having the same vision problems as when I'm drunk. Usually when that
happens, I pick the guy in the middle as that's usually the person and not
the hallucination."  J.P. quickly switched spots with me so that he was in
the middle, causing us to laugh.

"You can tell them apart once you get to know them," Colin said to him.
"Mostly mannerisms, sometimes their hair is slightly different, but they
love to stay identical just to trick everyone I think."

"So, is every part of you identical?"  Keanon asked quickly, like so many
before him.

"That's his way of asking to see your cocks boys," I grinned as I sat up on
the side.  Jason and J.P. joined me and we opened our legs a bit to give
him a better look.  I mean we're all gonna fuck him to unconsciousness in a
while, so he might as well get all worked up and horny by checking us out.

"Damn.  That's incredible that you guys are the same.  Jesus, I can't even!
All three with 8½ inch cocks.  It's almost unfair to the bottom.  One
finishes, the other takes over and then the third.  You could kill a guy."

"I doubt you'll complain once we get started," I laughed.

"How many times have you tricked others into thinking you were each other?"

"A few," Jason laughed.  "Justin and I used to do it all the time.  That's
kinda how I ended up with Alex and Justin ended up with Colin.  We swapped
so Justin could get to know Colin, and I ended up falling for his best
friend Alex."

"Damn.  You could have wicked fun at parties with that trick," Adrian
added.

"We do," J.P. admitted.  "We went to one party where the guy didn't know
there was three of us, so we just kept swapping out the whole time.  The
guy thought we had incredible staying power and we wore him out to the
point where he actually couldn't walk afterward."

Adrian laughed.  "You could have your own reality show, like the
Kardashians.  Call it `Mastering the Possibilities.'

"I'm in!"  J.P. nodded as he slipped back into the water.

"Okay, Keanon, Adrian, this is your big test.  Turn around and we'll swap
places.  If you get us right, we'll take you to bed.  Get it wrong and no
sex for you," Jason teased.  I don't remember agreeing to that.

The two guys smiled and turned around and we swapped positions.  They
turned back and guessed, each one getting one out of three correct.  "This
is impossible," Keanon complained.  "Colin, you do it."

Colin just shrugged and turned around as we swapped again.  He turned back
and pointed to each of us in turn, getting us right as expected.

"How are we supposed to know that he's correct?"  Adrian asked.  "You could
just be bullshitting us."

"Okay, Colin turn around again.  I'll hold up one finger so you know I'm
Justin.  Jason has two fingers up and J.P. three.  Now we'll switch
positions," I said as we each kept our hand up with the right number of
fingers.  Once we were shuffled, I looked at the two guys.  "Okay, you got
us remembered?"  They both agreed they had, so we uncrossed out fingers and
Colin turned back and quickly identified each of us without hesitation.

"Damn.  I know which one's which, and I'd still second guess myself.  Okay,
the million dollar question.  Are you identical at everything?"

"No, not at all," Jason said quickly.  I mean we look alike, but we're not
clones.  We're still three different people.  Everyone thinks that we'd do
everything the same.  Like I'm better at some things, J.P. is better at
others, and Justin at others.  J.P. can speak French fluently, but neither
Justin or I can," he revealed.  "I'm the best at sex, whereas these two
aren't."

"I call bullshit!"  I said trying to drown him with J.P. agreeing.  He
didn't agree that I was the best though which I thought seemed like he
wasn't supporting me like a brother should.

"Colin, you've had sex with all of them.  Who's the best?"  Adrian asked.

"Nice try.  I'm married to Justin and I'd like to stay that way, so I'd
have to say him."

J.P. laughed.  "Which means that Justin isn't the best or he would have
just said that without a disclaimer.  I'm guessing it's me."

"Only one way to know for sure," Keanon announced.  "I think we have to try
them out for ourselves."

We agreed that we could solve it easily enough with an hour, or five, in
bed together.  We let that subject go for a while as we talked about other
random likes and dislikes.  Some of it included sex, most of it was sports
and activities we'd done, or places we'd visited.  30 minutes later we were
running up to the bedroom for round two where it began with Adrian and
Keanon 69ing each other as we watched before joining in.  Then it was us
getting fucked by our two visitors as they each tried us out.  Then we got
back inside them.  There was no clear decision on who was best at sex, as
I'm guessing they figured it was easier to declare a tie and possibly have
a tie breaker another day, than to never be invited back again.  Or maybe
they actually knew I was the best, but didn't want to insult J.P. or Jason.
That's probably more likely as they were both pretty polite guys. We lasted
much longer on round two, but eventually fell asleep in a pile for a short
nap.  When I awoke, I saw Blake standing next to the bed looking at us
grinning.

"Hi Dad!  Having fun?"  He asked, which of course caused everyone else to
wake up as well.  "Hi Adrian!"  Blake acknowledged recognizing him from the
office.  "Who are you?"  He asked looking at our other visitor who was
doing his best to hide himself from the kid now in the room.

"Ummm, Keanon," he replied cautiously.  "Wait, I recognize you.  Duane from
Blurred lines."

Blake's face broke into a giant grin as he was identified.  "Yeah!  You
watch the show?"

"Yep. Big fan.  Love all you guys."

"Is that why you're sleeping with my Dad and Uncles?"  Blake asked bluntly.

"None of your business, Blake," I replied.

"Yeah, whatevs.  "`Marvin' will be home soon.  He plays Scott, my big
brother.  Want me to let him know you're here so he can play too?  I can
join in too if you want.  I'm pretty good at sex."

"Blake!  How about you go be good at magic," I suggested.

"Huh?"

"Disappear!"  I joked.

"Ouch!  You have the cutest guy in the room offering you sex, and you tell
him to disappear.  Seems rude," he said spinning around in a full circle.

"Blake!"

"I know.  Disappear.  You all know when I'm super famous, you could say you
knew me and had sex with me.  How many people will be able to say that?"

"Close to 100,000 by then, I imagine," I replied.  He giggled.

"Okay, true.  Nice to meet you.  Keanon.  If you want sex with a real man,
my room is just next door."

He left and Adrian laughed.  "Damn, I knew he was cute and outgoing, but he
just says whatever he's thinking, doesn't he?  Do you ever let him have sex
with you?"

"Not with us, but continues to suggest it regardless.  He's had more sex
than most boys his age and he's never shy about being naked or showing off
his erection."

"I can see that.  Those looks are gonna get him laid a lot."

"And he knows it," Colin admitted as he got up and went to lock the door to
avoid any other interruptions or spying eyes from checking on us.  We
played around a while longer and I was almost disappointed when we called
it a day.  We strolled back downstairs to get our clothes and found both
Ben and Blake at the kitchen table.

"See, told you they were having an orgy," he told Ben as we appeared.  "You
change your mind and decide to include the cute guys?"

"It's still a no," Colin remarked as he rubbed Blake's hair getting a
complaint about messing it up.

We got dressed and walked the guys to the door.  I got both Keanon and
Adrian's number and they promised to return again soon.  And by soon, I
hoped they meant right after dinner.  I like a nice sweet dessert.  After
they drove away, we walked back to the kitchen to get something to drink.
Blake just looked at me.

"What?"  I asked.

"Nothing.  I can't wait until I'm 14 and get to join in with you guys.  You
always have so much fun."

"I think you have enough fun already."

"You probably don't want me joining in because I'd make you look bad,
right?"

"Yep, that's the reason," Colin nodded as he grinned.  "You'd make us look
bad."

"I knew it," Blake nodded.  "Come on Ben let's go have fun on our own.  Oh,
and you guys can't join in!"  He said defiantly as the boys took off.

"I wonder if he'd actually hold us to that if we did show up to join in," I
said looking at Colin who just rolled his eyes at me, but knew I was being
rhetorical.

"So, what did you think of Adrian?"

"Dude, he was incredible.  What happened to don't fuck the employees
though?"

"When I made him and executive, the rules changed.  I should have made him
one on the first day of his internship."

"I can see why you like fucking him so much.  Hell, if he were mine, I
wouldn't share him with anyone either."

"It's not like I have any say over it.  As far as I'm concerned he can fuck
whoever he wants.  I know Cole's been in him."

"Yeah, because you were there," I laughed.  "I already heard how you had
him bent sideways over the massage table.  How was Keanon?"

"That boy knows how to have sex.  I think we found some new friends to hang
out with," he admitted.  Jason and J.P. agreed that both guys were hot, but
for different reasons.  J.P. liked Keanon because of how he liked to be
fucked hard, while Jason agreed with me that Adrian was cuter and actually
better at sex because he made it more seductive.

"Are you gonna get any work done at the office, or are you gonna screw both
of them every day from now on?"

"Actually...I don't have that much sex at the office.  I get enough here
with you," he said leaning over to kiss me.

"Yeah, right.  If I had Adrian that close, I'd be boning him three times a
day.  Now you have Keanon too.  I might actually be jealous."

"No need to be.  I think I've done Adrian maybe five times in total.
Nothing like today."

"Five times in total in one day?"  I asked jokingly.

"Five times total, not including the car wash."

 "You're slowing down old man!"  I said putting my arm around him.

"With you as my husband I doubt we'll slow down until we're 60."

"60?  What are we planning on doing then?  Putting splints on our penises
to keep them up?  I'll go down on you and then complain because my false
teeth fall out and get stuck around your penis."

"Gross.  You know I'll never be able to un-see that in my mind now, right?"

I laughed and we waited until Ben and Blake returned before heading out for
something to eat.  I'm pretty sure I dreamt about Keanon and Adrian all
night, and each time I woke up horny, Colin got the benefit of it, although
he seemed less enthusiastic each time.  We slept in late and didn't even
have morning sex until we'd woken up in the shower.  I could hug and kiss
him in there for hours, or at least until our 13 year old strolls in with
us and wants to get in on the hugs.  It really is hard to ignore the kids
boner when he's slapping it at you.  Best way is to shampoo his hair and
soap up his body, then quickly jump out of the shower and turn the water
cold.  He has no choice but to stay in there and get rid of the soap while
shrieking.  His boner goes away pretty fast.  I learned that from a
parenting book.  Or a BDSM torture book.  One of those, who can remember.

Sunday afternoon, I think every friend or person Blake knew showed up at
the house one by one.  His entire dive team, all the Scouts from his old
Troop, his karate class, friends from school that I didn't recognize, and
even Colton and Stone from next door.

"Blake invited us to his party," Stone grinned as he and Colton strolled in
holding hands.

"I didn't even know he was planning a party," I admitted.

"He said it was his going away party event of the season," Colton laughed.
"Finally sending him to military school?"

"If that were only an option," I said shaking my head.  "He's actually
going to California for a few months to film a movie.  "It's really his
first big role, so he's all excited about it."

"Good for him.  I'll bet he does great.  Are you going with him?"  Colton
asked.

"No.  He's going to live with Colin's parents while he's there and `Marvin'
is on the same shoot so he'll look after him as well."

"Did anyone warn California that he's coming?"  Stone laughed.

"No, we didn't want to chance that they'd deny him entry," I said giving
both of them a hug.  I think you'll find everyone downstairs."

They ran off and I continued to play doorman.  I'd opened the main gate
just to save myself some effort and figured if we had a kidnapper break in
at some point, he'd get what he deserved from a house full of noisy teens.
I think there must have been 40 kids by the time they stopped arriving, and
I was almost surprised that they all remained in clothes.  Some just in
tiny Speedos, others in board shorts, but still clothed.  I suppose it was
probably due to the fact that there were several girls present.  I did
notice some of the boys going into the foam room and coming out with larger
than normal bulges, so I had a feeling that was where all the action was.
Colton and Stone broke away from the group and found me in the great room
at one point.  They had towels around their waists and sat down next to me.

"How come you're not down joining in?  That doesn't seem like you," Stone
remarked.

"This is Blake's party.  Last thing he needs is his `Dad' down there," I
admitted.

"I'm sure most of them think of you like Blake's big brother rather than
his Dad.  Some of those kids have siblings your age."

"Awww, thanks, Stone," I grinned as I leaned over to kiss him.

"Hey!  That was my idea," Colton complained so I kissed him as well.
That's pretty much all it took for me to race off upstairs with them for a
half hour and enjoy Stone's 9 incher inside me while playing with as much
of Colton's body with my mouth as possible.  I like it when parties break
into smaller groups.

As we left my bedroom, we bumped into Greg and Ben running up the stairs
holding hands.  "Hey guys, I thought you two were broken up," I said with a
slight smirk.

"We are.  See ya," Ben replied as they almost giggled like little girls and
raced to his room.

"Is it me, or is breaking up not the same as it used to be?"  Colton asked.
"I mean when me and Darren broke up we sure didn't keep having sex.  Kids
today," he said shaking his head.

"You know they're only a year younger than you, right?"  I laughed.

"Like I said.  Kids today," he repeated.  Both guys said they had to be
going and headed down to change into their other clothes before heading
out.  From the mess in the kitchen, I gathered that while I was having fun
with Stone and Colton, the party must have stopped for snacks, or a tornado
had blown through the back door.  Good thing we always have a ton of food
around.  The kids started leaving before dinner time and it wasn't long
before it was just Cory and Houston left behind.  I went and gathered up
the mountain of towels.

"Looks like you had a good party," I said to them.

"The best," Houston acknowledged.  "We think Cory got a new girlfriend
too."

"Hey, that's good.  Congratulations.  Is she cute?"

"The cutest.  She grabbed my butt in the bubble room, so I think we're
dating," Cory replied with a giant grin on his face.

I nodded thoughtfully.  "Yeah, I think that makes it official," I said
somewhat sarcastically.  Why bust the kid's bubble.  I wasn't there.  I
don't know the facts, but if dated every guy that grabbed my butt, I'd be
the most successful polygamist in history by now.

Both guys stayed for dinner and headed home right afterward.  Blake finally
got down to his homework at the kitchen table.  "So, who are you sleeping
with tonight?"  I asked with a grin as I sat down beside him.

"Why?  You want me to sleep with you guys?"

"Just asking.  You haven't slept alone yet this week."

"I'm just saying goodbye to everyone and it's fun to sleep with people.  I
might sleep with Uncle J.P. tonight.  He's been pretty lonely since he
broke up with Uncle Ryan."

"That's a nice gesture.  Just try to behave yourself."

"Dad!  I always behave myself.  It's just who I am," he said patting me on
the back.

"Right!"  I laughed.  "Well, behave better than the normal you."

"Dad, can I ask you something?"

"Always."

"Will you miss me when I'm gone?"

"Like a toothache," I grinned as I kissed the top of his hair.

"Funny.  But I mean seriously. What if I get more movie roles and I'm not
here as much?  Would you maybe end up getting another kid to replace me or
something?"

"Not a chance.  Why would you even ask that?"  Although they do offer good
kids on Amazon Prime now, and they come with free shipping, so I might have
to think about it."

"I dunno.  I just thought you might like another kid around here if I were
gone.  We could get me a brother before I leave."

"Really?  Older or younger?"

"I think younger.  Maybe like 12."

"That's pretty specific.  Why 12?"

"There's this boy at school who doesn't have a family and I thought maybe
he'd like to live here.  He's super cute and he's already had puberty and
he likes sex.  He has a nice penis and he's really funny and he'd fit in
with us really good."

"Ignoring all the other things you said about him, what do you mean he
doesn't have a family?"

"He's a foster kid.  He lives with a bunch of other people, but doesn't
really have a home.  We could adopt him and I'd even share my room if we
didn't have enough space."

I grinned.  "Are you thinking he'd make a good brother, or boyfriend?"  I
asked bluntly.

"Brother.  I mean he likes sex and he's not shy about taking his clothes
off, but I just think we should get another kid around here.  I'm growing
up and I won't be around forever, and I wouldn't want you to be lonely when
I move out."

"I appreciate that, but have you looked around?  I'd hardly be lonely.
First, I have Colin, then everyone else including my three nephews next
door."

"Yeah, but not a kid that you could be a Dad to," he reasoned.  "I mean
Chance and Kyle are gonna move out soon.  At least that's what they said,
and then `Marvin' will be with me."

That still leaves, Colin, Ben and Troy," I smiled.  "More than enough so
that I'm not lonely.  Plus, there's only one you.  I'd never replace you."

"Zander said he thought you were pretty good looking so I think he'd sleep
with you if you wanted him to.  He's fun to cuddle with."

"And that's a criteria is it?"

"Of course.  I told him you cuddle really nice so he said he'd like that.
I don't think his foster parents do that much as there's so many kids in
his house."

"I cuddle really nice do I?"  I said as I grabbed him and pulled him
against me in a bear hug.  He shrieked and giggled as I also went for the
tickling.

"I give!" he cried out.  "Okay.  You win!  You suck at cuddling," he joked
as he tidied his hair as if I'd messed it up.  "But think about it.  I'll
ask him to come over and you can check him out.  I even taught him to trim
his hairs down there so he knows how to be a man, but you'll like how big
his penis is.  It's almost as big as mine and he's only just turned 12."

"I hardly think that's a consideration for adopting a kid, or having a
brother," I smiled.  "That also might be an overshare."

Blake just shrugged and went back to his homework.  He did end up with
J.P. for the night, and when I looked in on them, they were fast asleep
cuddled up together with Blake half on top of him.  J.P. had his arm around
Blake's back and they looked so comfortable.  Maybe I am a good hugger
after all, especially if I do it as well as J.P.

The next night, it was Troy's turn for Blake's around the house sleeping
tour.  In the morning, they both appeared naked in front of Colin and I in
the kitchen, with Blake pulling a very tired looking Troy along behind him.
"Rough night?"  Colin grinned knowingly.  Somehow everyone that sleeps with
Blake looks like that in the morning.

"No, it was great," Blake replied.  "Troy has a day off and I offered to
stay home and keep him company, but he said he needed your permission.  So,
can he have permission to have sex with me all day, Dad?"

"That's not exactly what I said," Troy corrected quickly.  "I said if you
wanted to take a day off school, you needed permission."

"That's what I JUST said," Blake said looking at him as if he were stupid.
"So, can I Dad?  It's only one day and I don't have any tests or anything."

"You're gonna miss enough school shortly.  I think spending the entire
night with Troy was probably enough.  The guy's probably worn out from all
your squirming and attacks," Colin said with a light smile.

"I didn't do that," Blake grinned as Troy just nodded behind him.  "Troy is
gonna be so bored with no one to play with all day.  You know that one
blowjob isn't gonna keep him happy all day, right?  He needs real sex and
Malcolm is busy with the kids all day.  I can be super helpful if you let
me."

"Be super helpful and go get a shower and get ready for school," Colin
suggested.

"You're no fun!"  Blake complained as he took off upstairs.

"Just one blowjob, huh?  You got off easy," I said looking at Troy.

"I swear he's hyperactive even when he's asleep.  His hand is like
magnetically attracted to penis.  I must have removed it a hundred times
during the night.  I'll be honest I almost fucked him a half dozen times.
I think since he stopped being with Brody, he's gotten way more out of
control sexually.  No one is gonna be able to resist him when he's older."

"Yeah, he's been bunking with the entire house to say goodbye.  No one is
getting any sleep.  The smartest guy in the house is Ben.  He fucked him
stupid before bed and I think he got to sleep most of the night from what I
could tell."

"Maybe I should sleep with Ben, then," Troy laughed.

The next few days, Blake and `Marvin' seemed to be glued to their scripts
as they went everywhere with them practicing lines with each other and
getting into character.  I know Blake looks up to `Marvin' a lot, but the
fact the he was playing a young version of him seemed to have solidified
their relationship even more.  He spent not only the days with `Marvin, but
many nights as well.  It was as if they were rapidly becoming one person.
When `Marvin' drove him to school a couple times I could almost hear Blake
introducing him to everyone and revealing their upcoming role together.  He
was already proud of having `Marvin' as his big brother on TV, now he was
actually going to be him.  I took a picture of the two of them one night
when I saw they had fallen asleep together on the couch.  Their scripts
were half open beside them and `Marvin' had his hand down the back of
Blake's underwear holding his butt.  The smile on Blake's face was one of
pure happiness and they looked adorable.  I had a feeling that they'd
probably been fooling around together, as Blake is a little persistent when
he wants to be, and with that adult size penis, he's pretty irresistible if
your guard is down.  I put a blanket over the two of them and went off to
bed.

"I honestly think I'm gonna miss Blake when he's gone.  He's growing up so
fast that two or three months away from here and he's gonna come back a
whole different person," I said as I cuddled up against Colin.

"That might be a good thing," Colin grinned.  A few months without an
entourage might do him some good.  He'll be so busy with acting and school
that he's not gonna have time for much else.  Plus, my parents will want to
spend time with him, so that'll limit his free time even more."

Did he tell you about his friend he wants us to adopt so that we can still
have a kid around?"

"Yeah.  His heart is certainly in the right place."

"Did you hear anything about Kyle and Chance moving out?"

"Only briefly.  They were talking when J.P. said he was selling the
penthouse.  I think they were considering buying it until they realized it
was out of their price range, but they certainly have enough money to buy a
smaller place if they wanted to.  I think they asked Troy to join them, but
he's pretty happy in the bachelor suite from what I know.  He likes having
us close by."

"It's gonna happen though isn't it?  They'll all move out and this house
will suddenly seem a lot bigger and emptier."

"Don't worry, Blake will still be here and so will Ben."

"Blake will only stop by between filming movies and Ben'll get a boyfriend
and we'll never see him."

"Are you having separation anxiety thinking of Blake leaving?"  Colin said
as he kissed me.

"No.  Maybe..." I said cuddling into him.  "I mean he's like having three
kids around.  He's curious, pops up all the time when you least expect
him..."  We both looked at the door at the same time and smiled expecting
him to appear.  "And his non-stop sex requests walking around with that
erection are gonna missed, even though it's annoying sometimes."

"He'll be back before you know it.  Meanwhile you can work on getting Ben
out of his shell a bit.  He's just as horny, but a lot more reserved and
quiet than Blake.  Take him under your wing and help him get a new
boyfriend."

"Yeah.  I think I know a few guys that he'd like.  Patricks' little
brother, Tanner is cute."

"And straight," Colin reminded me.

"Small technical detail.  Then there's Jordan's friend Robbie."

"Also straight," Colin said sounding like a broken record.

"Well if you're gonna make that a requirement, this is gonna be a lot
harder.  Straight boys only think they're straight because they haven't had
sex with a boy yet.  Once they do, they switch sides pretty fast."

"Not true," Colin grinned.  "I know in your mind you think that, but there
are actually a lot of boys that will stay straight no matter how many times
you blow them."

"Oh Colin!  You're so funny.  Okay, how about Colton and Stone?"

"Ummm, they're already together.  You planning on breaking them up to give
one to Ben?"

"No, I was just thinking he could join in with them.  What about Colton's
ex, Darren?"

"He's moved on to a new boyfriend already."

"God, you have a lot of rules to finding someone a boyfriend," I
complained.  I snapped my fingers.  "Lonny!"

"The boy who claims he's straight but has the rape fantasies.  Not the most
ideal type for a boyfriend.  Just let him find one on his own.  He's
friends with everyone at the Academy.  There's like 40 boys there for him
to choose from."

"Done.  I'll invite them all over for a pool party and he can pick one."

Colin laughed.  "Sounds like a reality show.  The winner gets Ben."

"See, I have the greatest ideas!  What about Joey?  That kid Colton and
Stone bought as a personal assistant.  That dude was a hot little fuck.  Or
any of the kids in the Junior Q for that matter.  They'd all be good."

"How about letting him find his own boyfriend?  Unless your goal is to try
them all out first to see if they're good enough."

"Nah, been there, done that!"  I laughed as I rolled Colin onto his stomach
and lay on top of him before sliding into his ass.  "I'd give him you, but
he's probably looking for something a bit tighter.  Maybe Adrian?"

"Bitch!" he said looking back at me.  I dunno why I'm a bitch.  I mean I
still love his ass.

In the morning I dragged myself out of bed and went to find Blake to wake
up.  I started with `Marvin's' room but he was in there by himself, so I
walked across the hall to Ben's room and smiled as I saw the two of them
together.  I sat on the side of the bed.  "Good Morning boys.  Time to get
up."

"Hi Dad!  We're up, see!"  Blake giggled as he threw the covers back to
prove it.

"Maybe I should have said get out of bed and get ready for school."

"What fun would that be?" He said taking hold of his morning wood and
entertaining himself.

"You know, I think that thing gets bigger every day," I smiled as I looked
at him.  I'm sure the boy aged overnight, or maybe I was just preparing
myself for how different he might be when he gets back.

"7 and a half baby!  Another inch and I'll be giving you a run for your
money, old man!"  He giggled.

"He measures it pretty much every day," Ben added as he turned on his side
to watch Blake masturbate.

"That doesn't surprise me," I nodded.

"Ben's still 6 and a half but his is way fatter than mine," Blake said
providing details.

"Yes, I can see that," I smiled.  "Is that why you like it so much?"

"Dad!  That's kinda personal isn't it?"

"Says the boy masturbating in front of both of us.  What do you want for
breakfast?"

The both answered cereal, so I went to head out.  I was barely out of the
door when I heard Ben ask if he could ride Blake's cock.  At least they
share who gets to be on top.  So, I now know that Ben is looking for
someone versatile.  I'll make sure I add that to my criteria for finding
him a new boyfriend.

Saturday, I got back from doing some shopping and dumped the bags on the
counter as Blake and Cade walked in with two other boys.  "Justin, these
are my brothers Razor and Yukon," Cade said introducing them.  "Guys, this
is one of Blake's Dads, Justin."

"Nice to meet you.  I have to admit that even if Cade hadn't told me you
were brothers, it's pretty obvious.  You're so much alike.  It's like
seeing two aged versions of what Cade will look like."  I was immediately
drawn to Razor's eyes.  They were a piercing greyish blue and absolutely
stunning.  The type that sucked you in as soon as he looks at you.  My
gaydar went off the dial and every part of my body tingled.  Goosebumps
formed on my skin and then goosebumps formed on the goosebumps.  I have met
a lot of cute guys in my time, Cade being one of them, but his 16 year old
brother was easily in the top 10.  If the rest of his body is as alluring
as his face, he might even beat Colin for hotness, and that's a pretty tall
order.  I had to remind my brain to talk as I think I'd gone into a lust
coma.  It's a real thing...look it up.  14 year old Yukon was almost as
cute, but didn't have the piercing eyes to draw me in as fast.  "Feel free
to grab snacks or drinks whenever you want.  I'm sure Blake will forget to
tell you that," I grinned.

"No I won't Justin," Blake said rolling his eyes.  "Any type of drink you
want, except for alcohol, is in the fridge and the snacks are on the
island.  Help yourself," Blake said looking at his guests.  "Everyone else
is outside at the moment."  He got them what they wanted and showed them
out the back door.  I couldn't stop staring at Razor.  I could see how he
got his name.  He could cut you through to the bone with just a look.
Wait...everyone else?  Who everyone else?  The boy knows more people in
person than I have as Facebook friends.  I was about to head out to see who
else was here when the doorbell went.

I answered it as Blake had gone back outside.  "Hey Joey.  Welcome.  All
the guys are outside," I told him.  He grinned and thanked me with a hug
before heading through the house.  I watched his cute ass wiggle as he
disappeared out the back door.  Oh my god, I wanna screw that boy stupid
again.  I'm gonna need to take some medication to calm down.  I headed out
to the deck and looked out at the guys in the yard, in various states of
undress despite it being a slightly cool day.  Colton and Stone were there
again, along with Ben and even Cory.  There were guys Blake knew from
school, his summer camp, and diving team.  I think there were even a bigger
variety than last weekend's pool party.  The biggest surprise was seeing
Dustin.  I mean I still hadn't found away to get that 10 inch cock of his
as he played the straight boy card pretty close to the chest...and I hadn't
even gotten that close to his chest yet.  I had my work cut out for me if I
was going to get both Razor and Dustin enrolled in the Justin school of
farming.  We specialize in popping cherries.  Also a thing!

Blake told everyone that they would be skinny dipping and none of them
argued at all, or even hesitated, as they dropped their clothes on the
deck.  I suppose most of them were used to it by now, and those that
weren't went along due to peer pressure.  I went down and made sure to
stick close to Dustin as he unrolled that massive dick of his.  He was
bigger soft than most guys were hard.  I joined in and almost immediately
had Colton and Stone next to me, with Stone being the first one up to grab
my dick under water.

"I know it's as long as one of those water noodles," I joked.  "but it's
still not a floatation device."

"Are you sure?  It seems to expand when it's submersed in water?"  He said
with a big smile.

"It's not the water that's making it expand, it's the warm hand around it."

"If you say so.  I hope this party will be like last weekend's party where
you fuck me again."

"Not getting enough from the boyfriend, eh?  Shame on you Colton," I said
playfully chastising him.

"Oh, he gets enough," Colton replied.  "He just likes to start with a small
appetizer to warm him up before he gets to the big main course."

"Nice shade!"  I smirked.  "But with logic like that, I guess you should
fuck him first and I'll go second."

"Bitch!"  Colton said giving me a kiss.  "Looks like my boyfriend is off
the table for you!"

"No problem.  We'll leave the table for the next time.  So, my bed in 10
then?"

"See you then!" Colton said as they swam off.

I saw Razor get out of the pool, and just seeing the water run off his
perfectly round ass was almost enough to raise the periscope all the way
up.  He turned and jumped back in trying to drown a couple of the other
guys.  I swam over next to him.

"Having a good time so far?"

"I'll say.  I'd love a pool in our house.  I'd never be out of the water,
but I'd probably have to wear shorts.  Not sure everyone in the house would
appreciate me swimming naked."

"I dunno about that!" I replied quickly taking a squeeze of his ass.  It
was as firm as solid rubber.  His head shot around to stare at me.  "Sorry,
it looked like so round I thought it was a ball," I joked.  "I can't
imagine anyone complaining about you without clothes.  You'll have girls
crawling all over you."

"You'd think, but no," he replied.

"Well that's a shame.  I gotta admit that you and your brothers are all
stunning.  If the rest of your family looks like you guys, you must have
gotten put on the VIP line when they were handing out looks.  Seriously, no
girlfriend?"

"No.  I'm pretty busy most of the time.  Especially when you've got so many
siblings to look after," he said looking away slightly.  "Girls usually
just hang out in groups giggling when I walk by.  Half the time I check my
fly in case it's down.  They're so weird."

"Cade told me you have a large family."

"Yeah, ten brothers and sisters, almost as busy as it is here right now,
but our house isn't this big so we don't have as much space."

"But we have Blake.  He's like 20 people all by himself," I joked.  "I
can't imagine that many kids in one house."

Razor grinned and looked around.  "Really?  You can't imagine it...at all?
Not one little bit?"

"Okay, maybe a bit," I laughed.  The kid was quick on his feet.  Good looks
and bright.  I'm in love.  Maybe lust...I'll save love until after I crack
his legs open.

"Do you get along with your siblings?"  I asked trying to make small talk.

"Mostly.  We pretty much have to.  There's a huge age range from oldest to
youngest, so we learn to accept things most families might not.  It's kinda
cool knowing that so many people have your back if you need them.  You
should come to my baseball games sometimes when they all show up.  It's
like I have my own squad of crazed fans."

I laughed.  Well it's nice to have you here today.  That's for sure.  Have
you seen the foam room yet?"  I asked.

"No, what's that?"

"Rather than explain it, I'll turn it on and let you see it.  Wait here for
a minute."  I jumped out of the pool and went to turn on the bubbles.  I
wanted to make sure the room was nice and full to give him a great first
impression.  I returned to the water and slid back in.  "It just takes a
minute to warm up.

"Does everyone always run around naked here?"

"Pretty much.  I can't remember the last time I saw someone use shorts in
the pool."  It was last weekend, but that wouldn't advance the plot with
Razor at all if I admitted that.  "I'm just gonna grab a glass of water.
You want one?"

"Uh, sure.  Thanks," he said as he hitched up to sit on the side of the
pool.  He's lucky he tucked his dick between his legs or I would have used
it as a straw.  I quickly ran upstairs to grab a couple glasses of cold
water.  Cade was there grabbing a pop with Joey.

"Cade, meet me in the foam room in 15 minutes.  I'll have a surprise for
you," I said quietly as I squeezed his ass cheek.  He gave me a huge smile
as he nodded.  I leaned in close to Joey's ear and whispered as low as I
could.  "Find me before you leave today.  I'm gonna want to fuck you
again."

He turned his head with a giant grin and kissed me on the lips.  "Yes,
sir!"  he replied.

I headed toward the back door as I heard Cade ask Joey what I'd said.  He
replied with the usual `nothing.'

I ran back to Razor and handed him the water.  We drank it quickly and I
took him over to the bathroom.  "Welcome to the foam room," I said as I
opened the door.  The bubbles had filled it completely and he stared at the
solid wall.

"Holy crap!  This is insane, and I thought the indoor pool was cool."  I
went in, turning off the bubbles as I entered.  There were enough in here
for now.  He followed me as we made our way to the far end by the counter.
"Why do you have a room like this?"

"Why not?  I think we have the most fun in here of any room.  Feel your
body with the soap bubbles all over it."

"Nice.  I feel super slippery."

"Now imagine what that would be like with people rubbing all over each
other in here."

"You almost don't need any other room for a party," he replied.  I couldn't
see most of him, but I knew he was right beside me.

"It's great for getting laid.  You don't need lube, since you're already
one giant slippery person," I said as I reached out and ran my hand over
his chest.  "See!"

"Yeah, this is unreal.  It's just a room filled with bubbles?"

"It's actually a huge bathroom.  There's a toilet and a bidet as well as a
couple sinks.  So be careful you don't bump into anything if you move
around.  There are multiple shower heads on the ceiling and wall, and when
you turn them on, it washes everything away and blasts you clean.  You
could get a dozen guys in here at a time."

"We need something like this at my house, but maybe without the bubbles.
It's tough enough getting everyone out of the bathroom as it is, but it
would sure make showering more efficient."

"Yeah, just put one brother under each shower head and press the on button.
It'd be an instant spray clean," I laughed.  "Although it doesn't give a
lot of privacy without the bubbles, and isn't nearly as much fun.  You
could jerk off in here for hours and never get bored of it."

"Like I could ever get bored of that," Razor laughed.

"Must be tough to get privacy with so many siblings."

"You get used to it.  The girls have their own bathroom, and the boys have
ours.  Still not as good as having your own room.  Only the oldest girl
gets a room to herself.  I share with Jackson and when he moves out, Yukon
will probably move in with me, or maybe I can have it to myself.  That
would be awesome, but it'd be weird not having Jackson around."

"Your own room would make it much easier to have a girlfriend, I imagine."

"I suppose, but part of me would miss my brother in the same room, or being
able to talk to Jackson when I needed advice."

I moved closer to him and ran my hand back over his chest.  "I'm sure,
Jackson would miss you too.  Was he the one that taught you about sex?" I
said as I gently reached to brush my hand over his cock.

"What?  Uh, I'm straight," he said making absolutely no effort to remove my
hand like a true straight boy would.

"That doesn't matter.  I mean that's how brother's learn things.  The older
one teaches the younger one, who passes it down the line.  How old were you
when you first tried something together?"

"What?  How do you...I mean...did Cade say something?"

I laughed.  "No, but you just confirmed it.  It's only us in here, and
believe me, I know how it works.  I have brothers too you know."  I
increased my grip on his dick as it began increasing in size in my hand.
"Hell, blowjobs are still a lot more fun than just jerking off, although I
find the foam room makes everything that much more intense.  How old were
you when he first convinced you to blow him."

"10," he replied quietly.

"Seems about right.  He'd have been 13?  So he was just becoming sexual and
figured you were a good person to share it with.  I like how you trim your
pubes.  Did he teach you that as well, or did you just figure it out on
your own."

"On my own.  Some of my friends do it and we all agree that it's better."

"I'd agree.  What about your balls?  Are this normally this smooth or do
you shave them?"  I asked as I cupped them and gave a slight squeeze.

"I shave them."

"Great job.  First time boys do it, they're usually scared to cut
something."

"I hear ya."

"You shave the ass too?  That is so smooth it's like a bowling ball with a
crack down it."

He gave a slight laugh.  "No, that's normal."

"Well it's got to be the most perfect ass I've seen.  When was the first
time you got fucked?"

"What?  I don't do that.  I'm straight," he repeated.

"So you've said, but I saw your ass when you got out of the pool.  You've
obviously been opened up.  Trust me, it's no big deal.  Every guy tries out
his ass.  It's just what we do."

"You can tell looking at my butt that I've had sex?"  He asked sounding
slightly shocked.

"I can because I know what to look for.  I've had my share of guys.  So,
how old were you the first time you took a cock in there?"

"13.  Around there," he admitted quietly as I now had a fully erect 7 inch
cock in my hand.  He was a pretty decent thickness too.  Not skinny, but
not fat like a pop can.  Just about as perfect as the rest of him.  Nicely
proportioned with foreskin that slid easily back over the head.

"Do you like getting fucked?"

"No.  Not really."

"Why?"

"It hurts."

"Probably because you aren't doing it right.  Straight boys have tendency
to fuck like they're in a race.  Takes a bit of prep to make it enjoyable.
Do you like fucking more than getting fucked, then?"

"I dunno.  I haven't tried that yet."

"A guy as hot as you, with this great dick and big balls, and you've never
fucked anyone.  Dude, we have to change that, and fast.  Have you at least
gotten head?  Please tell me you have someone sucking regular loads out of
you, and you don't just jerk off in the shower."

"I wish I could jerk off in the shower.  Most of the time we have to share
to get done fast enough.  Not exactly a lot of privacy."

"But you have gotten head, right?  You have the perfect person at home for
it."

"You mean Jackson?" He'd never suck my cock."

"I wasn't thinking about Jackson, or even your next youngest brother,
Yukon.  I was referring to Cade."

"Cade?  God, he told you didn't he?"  Razor said sounding almost a bit
freaked out.

"Told me that he's gay?  Yes.  Not hard to figure out since I watched him
fuck Blake and suck his cock.  Plus he's super adorable.  He's gonna be
getting any guy he wants."

"No, I meant...wait!  WHAT?  Cade is gay?  I thought you were referring
to...Are you sure?  He's only 13."

"So is Blake, and he's already trying for the Guinness record for most
number of people to have sex with before turning 14.  What were you
referring to?  The fun he has in the shower with you while you wash his
hair?  Have you fucked him yet?"

"No!  I'm str..."

"I know you're straight...but you're not really are you?  You think you're
gay, but haven't had a chance to explore it completely because you don't
exactly have privacy.  Am I right?"

"I dunno," he said quietly.

"Yeah you do.  You know how I know?"

"How?"

"Well for starters, once gay guys have experience with sex, we develop
gaydar.  No doubt you've heard of it.  It allows us to spot other gay guys;
at least some of the characteristics associated with being gay that others
don't know about.  But mostly I know because a straight boy wouldn't have
let me keep stroking his dick while talking about sex.  He'd have pulled
away instantly and not gotten an erection."

"God, please don't tell my brothers.  I mean I'm not sure 100% yet.  I like
blowjobs, but then I don't really enjoy being fucked, so maybe I'm not gay.
Plus my little brothers and sisters look up to me."

"Don't worry.  This house is like Vegas.  What happens here, stays here.
You think your siblings wouldn't look up to you if they knew you were gay?"

"I dunno, but I figure once I move out, I can find out who I am easier.
Right now, family is way more important."

"What about Cade?  He looks up to you, and from the way he talks about you,
I know he thinks you're an incredible big brother, especially the time he
has in the shower with you.  He even mentioned the time you stood and
jerked off while he blew Yukon.  No straight boy does that either."

"I can't believe he told you about that.  Yukon is definitely straight.  He
almost killed Cade the first time he grabbed his cock.  I had to convince
him that it was fun."

"Have you ever wanted to suck Cade's dick, or fuck him?"  I felt his penis
throb in my hand and I laughed slightly.  "I guess that answers that.  Have
you ever kissed anyone before?"

"You mean like a French kiss right?  Not just a kiss like on the lips."

"Right."

"No.  I haven't really had the opportunity yet."

"Knock, knock," I said grinning, but he couldn't see it.

"Uh...who's there?"  he asked cautiously.

"Opportunity," I said as I put my hand on the back of his head and moved in
until we could see each other clearly.  I pulled our heads together and
kissed him.  He was reluctant to open his mouth, like most boys on their
first kiss, but once I put my other hand over his eyes to get him to close
them, he relaxed and let me inside.  As we kissed, I grabbed his hand and
wrapped it around my cock, slowly moving it up and down so he could get
used to it.  By the time I stopped, his erection was self supporting and as
firm as you'd expect from a boy his age having a first sexual experience.

"Like that?"

"Uh huh," is all he could say.

"So, am I bigger or smaller than your older brother?"

"Way bigger," he replied almost in awe.  I mean come on, it's a nice cock.
Who wouldn't be in awe?  Even straight boys are jealous of it, although
getting them to admit it, is like getting Fox News to say something
negative about Trump.  "How about I help you figure out whether you're
completely gay or not?  I'm gonna bend over and let you fuck me, then just
before you feel like you're gonna cum, I want you to pull out and calm
down.  I'll bend you over next and fuck you while I jerk your hard cock and
make you blow a load so intense you'll feel like your knees are gonna
collapse."

"I dunno if I'll be able to take you.  Like I said it hurts when I've done
it before and he's not as big."

"I promise this will be a great fuck.  I'm not a straight boy just shoving
my cock in the first hole I find.  I'm gay and we know what we're doing."
I led him over to the counter and turned around, placing my chest flat on
the surface as I pulled him up behind me and aimed his erection at my hole.
"Take hold of my hips and just move forward.  You'll get the idea pretty
fast."  He did as he was told and I guided him into me.  He paused as he
felt himself penetrate through my outer ring, but I just pulled him in as
far as he could go.  "How's that feel?"

"Oh god.  It's...I dunno...it's crazy."

"Crazy's good.  Now just fuck me, but don't cum yet.  Pull out as soon as
you feel yourself about to blow."

"Sure.  Okay," he said as I could almost feel the intense concentration.
He moved in and out about 10 times, which was like a lifetime for a newbie,
before he pulled out and panted.  "Shit!  I almost came."

"But you didn't right?  My turn," I said standing up and moving him n front
of me as I bent him over.  I lifted his right leg and told him to put his
knee up on the counter.  I dropped down behind him and buried my face in
his ass.  I think he almost rocketed off the floor.  I had to grab him and
pull him back down as he went up on his toes.  "THIS is called rimming.  It
gets your ass warmed up and excited for what's to come."  I licked his hole
with as much of my tongue as I could get in it.  I loved that he squirmed
each time my tongue probed him, and his smooth balls moved around in my
hand as I fondled them.  I paused to reach for the small bottle of lube
nearby.  Normally, you don't need lube in the foam room, but I wanted him
to feel the real pleasure of a proper fuck from a professional. I fingered
his hole, explaining the process about his prostate, and how to relax and
breathe, etc.  I stood up, coated my cock and took hold of his hip with one
hand, as I moved my erection towards his hole.  "Remember the trick is to
stay relaxed.  I'll go in slow.  It may hurt a little bit at first, like
you've already experienced, but I promise, it turns to pleasure very
quickly."

I almost laughed out loud when I heard the bathroom door open and a voice
call out.  "Justin, are you in here?"  Cade asked.

"Shit!"  Razor whispered as he went to get up.  I pushed him back down.

"Shhh, just be quiet.  He can't see you under the bubbles," I whispered as
I leaned close to his ear and ran my cock up and down his ass crack to keep
teasing him.

"Over here, Cade," I said louder.  "Just towards the back."  He made his
way over slowly and bumped into me.  "Are you enjoying hanging out with all
the guys again today?  Are your brothers having fun?"

"Yeah.  I think Yukon likes your back yard with all the stuff out there
like basketball, tennis, trampoline and the maze."

"What about Razor?"  I asked as I moved my hand to stroke Razor's back and
poked the tip of my cock at his lubed up hole.

"He'd like the pool and the weight room.  Those are kinda his jams.
Although I haven't seen him in a while, so he's probably playing video
games somewhere."

"Well he's killer cute, so I'm sure someone will play with him.  I'd even
volunteer to shower with him to get a piece of that cock."

Cade just laughed slightly.  "I don't think he'd let you."

"You never know Cade.  You never know.  Have you had a chance to fuck Blake
again today?"

"No, he's pretty busy with everyone, so I don't think he'd want to."

"Have you asked him?"

"No."

"Trust me, the only way you get want you want is to ask.  Blake would stop
anything for sex, unless he's already having sex, and then he'd just invite
you to join in."

Cade laughed.  "I think that's probably true.  I already saw him convince
my brothers to get naked to go swimming.  They'd never do that normally.  I
wouldn't dare suggest that to them, even though I've seen them without
clothes billions of times."

"Are you horny at least?"  I asked reaching for his package.

He chuckled.  "I think puberty makes boys horny all the time."

"Good, maybe you can help me fuck this guy.  You'd love to get in someone
wouldn't you?"

"What guy?"  He asked putting his hand out to feel the guy bent over in
front of me, although I hadn't revealed his identity yet.

"Oh shit!  Are you actually fucking him?  Who is it?"

"I was just about to, but how about you go first.  Who it is isn't
important.  Part of the whole fun of the foam room.  Reach under his chest
and play with his firm little titties."  I let go of him and grabbed his
arm and guided him to Razor's nipple.  "Nice huh?  Feel how perky it is."
Razor moaned a bit, trying not to talk.  I let Cade play with the nipple
for a minute before moving his hand down his brother's body until I wrapped
it around his erection.  "That's a nice big cock wouldn't you say?"

"Yeah.  It feels nice."

"So does yours," I told him as I moved him closer to me.  "I'd say you're
ready to take my place for a bit.  You're leaking like you're already
cumming."

Razor's hand reached back and slapped my thigh.  I slapped him back,
putting his hand up on the counter.

"Really?" Cade asked.

"Sure why not?  You enjoy fucking Blake don't you?  Never hurts to get a
little more practice in so you last longer each time.  When's the last time
you busted a nut?"

"Busted a nut?"

"Shot a load, fired the cannon, emptied the submarine..." I added.

"Oh, yesterday," he admitted.

"In the shower with your brother again?"

"No.  I just jerked off.  Emptied the submarine?"  he giggled.

"Yeah, you get rid of all the semen," I replied.

"I'll have to remember that."

"I'll move aside so you can fuck him.  Try to last as long as you can."

"Okay.  I don't have any of that lube stuff though," he said obviously
remembering our lesson from the last time.

"That's the advantage of the foam room.  The bubbles act like lube and make
your whole body slippery.  You can just get to the good stuff without
waiting."  I moved away from Razor, letting my cock slide down his crack to
tease him, keeping my hand on his back in case he tried to take off knowing
he was about to be fucked by his little brother.  I moved Cade into place
and took hold of his cock and aimed it for him.  "This is a bit different
than lying on someone, but the motion is the same.  Hold onto his hips to
steady yourself.  Go faster as you feel yourself about to cum and don't
forget to use your whole cock to get the best fuck.  Alright let's get you
inside."  I pushed him in and felt the top of his shaft as he slid into his
brother, whom he had no idea was the person in front of him.  He grabbed
Razor's hips and began to fuck as I moved my hand out of the way and
fondled his balls between his legs.  "How's this compared to the last time
when you just lay on Blake?"

"Different.  This is more fun I think, but I like them both."

"Hear that?  You're more fun to fuck than Blake.  Don't tell Blake or he'll
turn it into a challenge competition."  I reached for the lube and coated
my thumb to run it up and down Cade's ass crack as he tried to take his
time fucking while I kept fondling him and making sure he was using
everything he had inside Razor.  "Remember to push in deep with each
thrust.  It'll make it better for both of you," I advised as I slowly
shoved my thumb into him.

"Ahhhh!" he cried out as I pushed past his entrance.  "ooohhh!"

"Yeah, now you know why guys like their ass playing with.  Damn you have a
small hole.  You're gonna snap my thumb off," I added in case Razor thought
I just fucked his brother.  I pushed my thumb in further and basically
drilled his ass with it.  Cade made more ahh's and ohh's and he experienced
ass play for the first time.

"I think I'm gonna cum!" he said suddenly.

"Nice!  Thrust as deep as you can and fill his ass."  At least with a guy
as sensitive as Cade, you could have sex during the commercials of a TV
show and be done before the show resumed, not missing anything.

I felt the balls in my hand begin to draw up into his body as he engaged
the thrusters and emptied himself.  "Great job.  You actually lasted longer
than last time."

"It still felt pretty fast.  Is it always like that?"

"No, the more you do it, the longer you last.  You learn to slow down and
speed up when you need to, and when you get really good at it, you can time
it so you both cum at the same time.  How about you pull out and let me
fuck him.  You go underneath and suck his cock.  I'm sure he'll reward you
with a big load once I really start pounding him."

"Cool.  Sure," he said as he disappeared into the bubbles and I entered
Razor, who grunted at being penetrated by my much larger cock.  I felt
around his waist and smiled to myself as Cade was already sucking Razor
like a baby with a titty.  I fucked deep as I held Razor by the hips.
"How's that cock?"  I asked Cade.  "Is it like your brothers?"

"Kinda yeah.  His balls might be bigger than my brother's though."

"That could be because he hasn't shot his load yet.  Feel free to play with
mine too if you want.  Nothing makes a guy cum harder than when his nuts
are being massaged."  I felt the hand reach up and grab me.  I pumped Razor
faster.  He moaned quietly, trying to silence himself as he was about to
reach his own climax.  "He's about to cum, Cade.  Let me hear you gulping
down that warm protein."

Razor grunted and I heard Cade cough and choke, no doubt taking a major
mouthful.  I could almost picture his surprise as it shot out of his nose
while he tried to swallow as fast as he could.  It was enough to send me
over the edge and I slammed into Razor, giving him his second load of the
day.  I pulled out as soon as I was done and had Cade come up beside me.  I
felt for his cock and he was hard again.  He and Blake might be in the
running for horniest 13 years olds out there.  Now it was time to really
give Cade the surprise I'd brought him in for.

"You should stand up and thank Cade for such a great fuck and blowjob," I
said to Razor as I put my arm on his shoulder to pull him upright.  He
didn't say a word.  "Trust me dude.  This will be something you'll both be
happy about."

Razor stayed silent, and for a second I thought he might not say anything.
Then he spoke.  "Thanks Cade.  That was lit!"

"Razor?  Wait...that was you?  And Justin fucked you too?"  He asked.

"I did.  I opened that tight hole up while you took care of his low hanging
fruit.  Perhaps now would be a good time to say something to your kid
brother, Razor."

"Don't say anything to anyone about this, okay?" He said, sounding like a
warning.

"I promise!  Swear!  I pinky swear!"

"I guess I should tell you that I think I might be gay," Razor admitted.

"You are?  For reals?  Me too.  I was scared to tell you in case you didn't
want to be my brother any more.  This is like the best day ever!  Are you
gonna teach me how to get a penis in my bum and suck my dick and kiss and
all the other stuff too?"

"Slow down buddy.  It's not like we can do this at home you know.  We don't
want to tell the others."

"I agree.  It's a secret just between us."

"Mmmm, we're not allowed secrets, so let's call it our special brother bond
instead.  Something just between you and me that we share."

"Wicked!"  Cade said excitedly as I felt him hug Razor.

"You two can come over here if you need to have bro time and just be
yourselves.  Just as an FYI, Ben is currently single and looking for a hot
boyfriend, Razor."

He laughed.  "I don't think I'm ready for that yet.  Might want to figure
things out first."

"I'm sure either Ben or Blake would be happy to help with that."

"What will I be happy to help with?" Blake's voice asked from over by the
door.  What is it with him and this impeccable timing thing?  He wandered
over to us.  "You guys should have come and got us when the bubbles were
ready," he said putting his arm around me.

"We were just about to.  That's what I was just saying," I lied.  "We were
gonna get your help rounding everyone up and making a slip and slide into
the pool."

"Can I tell Blake?" Cade asked Razor.

"Tell Blake what?" Blake asked.

"Razor just told me he thinks he's gay too.  Isn't that cool?"

"Wicked awesome," Blake said.  "You wanna have an orgy in here?"

"See," I laughed "that's how Blake's mind works.  You do realize that they
have their other brother here too, who is actually straight.  How would it
look if everyone disappeared to have an orgy and left him by himself?"

"Mmmm, it would look like he was boring?" Blake suggested.

"How about you just have a normal party for now and maybe invite the guys
back another time when Yukon isn't with them, so he doesn't get left out?"

"Sure.  You guys wanna come back tonight and screw ourselves stupid?"

"Dude.  Filter on.  Double the Ritalin!  Let them get used to finding out
that they're both gay.  I'm sure they have lots to talk about."

"Makes sense.  Tomorrow it is!"  Blake suggested.  "Come on Cade, lets go
and get the guys to move the bubbles onto the deck.  You're gonna love
this.  We might need shorts though as it kinda hurts your penis if you
slide naked."  The boys took off and I went to head out as well.  Razor
grabbed my arm.

"Thanks Justin.  I don't think I would have ever told Cade, but I'm glad I
did."  He leaned in to hug me and we kissed for a bit.  I quickly got hard
again.  "You coulda warned me that you were gonna have him fuck me though.
You set that up didn't you?"

"Of course.  Cade had no idea either though.  I think you two will be much
better brothers now."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"Can I fuck you again sometime?  I really enjoyed that, if you'd be okay
with it."

I felt down for his cock and he was already well on his way to being hard.
"Is now a good time?  I'd love to feel you back inside me."

"What if the guys come back?"

"They'll have to wait their turn," I joked.  "But I tell you what.  I think
we should wait and have real sex the next time you get horny."

"Real sex?  You mean this wasn't?"  He asked.

I laughed.  "No.  I'm talking about several hours in bed together until we
pass out kind of sex.  Maybe we'll invite Ben to join in, and you could see
if he'd make a good boyfriend, or at least an awesome fuck buddy."

"You're hilarious," he said as we headed out to the pool deck to rinse off.
I wasn't trying to be hilarious.  I really would spend hours in bed with
him until I passed out from exhaustion.

Blake and the guys propped the door to the foam room open and turned the
bubbles back on, then pushed them out along the deck towards the pool.
They spent the next hour sliding the deck and splashing into the pool.  The
only downside was that everyone had gotten back into their shorts.  One of
the boys thought it would be hilarious to flood the slide down to the ball
pit and that became a whole other game, especially when they began landing
on each other.  Even Yukon had fun with that one.  By the time they
stopped, we had to slide the main doors open from the pool to the patio and
hose off the deck.

I still wasn't finished yet as I noticed Dustin sitting on the side of the
hot tub.  "How's the job going?  Still enjoying making pizza?"  I asked as
I sat down beside him.

"Yeah.  It's decent."

"What's your favorite type of pizza?"

"Dunno.  I like most of them.  Just not anchovies or olives, those are
gross."

"I'd agree with that.  You getting lots of hours in to save up for that
car?"

I get as many as I can with the everything else going on, but it's gonna
take years to be able to buy a car."

"What type were you thinking of getting?"

"Not sure.  Are any of those cars in your garage for sale?"  He joked.

"They could be, but the cheapest one is probably a hundred grand."

"Yeah, so that's not happening.  I'll probably just get a shit box for now
until I can afford something cool.  Any car is better than no car, right?"

"As long as it's reliable and gets you from A to B," I agreed.  "Of course,
like I keep telling you, it's too bad you're straight.  With a cock like
yours you could make some serious coin just letting guys fool around with
you?"

He gave a small nervous laugh.  "You want me to pimp myself out?  Maybe
earn extra `tips' delivering pizza?"

"Just offer your tip and you'll do well.  Offer the whole shaft and you'll
have a car in a few weeks," I teased.  "I know quite a few straight boys
who would gladly let someone blow them for 20 bucks.  Five minutes, 20
bucks.  Seems like a big improvement over an hour of making pizza.  But
then I'm gay, so to me it seems like a no brainer."

"Oh, it's a no brainer.  If the person sucking my cock was a girl," he
grinned.

"Trust me dude, guys do it better. With a dick like yours every gay guy I
know would easily give you 40 bucks just to try it out."

"You never give up do you?"

"Just stating facts.  I respect your right to remain a virgin.  I just
think you're missing out."

"Who said I was a virgin?  I get plenty of action.  Not good action once
the girls see how big I am, but action."

"That's awesome.  Still doesn't help you buy a car though," I grinned.

"Those two things aren't mutually exclusive ya know," he smirked.

"Sure they are.  No car limits your options with girls.  No girls means not
getting laid as often.  Having a girlfriend means spending money on them
which can't be used towards getting a car."

"That's truth right there," he agreed.

"So now we're back to how you make more money.  Like I said I know plenty
of straight guys that are happy to get their cock sucked.  Some even come
over here and borrow a car, or get money to help them make a date more
special.  Hell, I've got a few straight friends that would do almost
anything to have money for dates, or other things they want."

"What type of anything?"  Dustin asked suspiciously.

"I'm sure you can use your imagination on that.  They stay the night and go
home with more money than they could make in a week at their part time job,
and they don't have your 10 inches."

"Are you serious?  You'd pay some straight dude to sleep with you?"

"Not any dude, and they certainly don't sleep.  I don't pay them for sex,
but I'm not opposed to helping someone out.  Favour gets favour."

"Couldn't they just clean your house or other chores?"

"We have people for that and they only get paid as much as you get for
pizza.  The more personal the favour, the more fun it is to help them out
with what they need.  It's simple economics."  Listen to me...an economics
professor now.  Colin is obviously rubbing off on me.

"I mean I'm not into guys at all, but you're a decent looking guy and from
what I know about you, you seem to do pretty well getting laid.  Why do you
want me so bad?  Aren't there tons of gay guys out there to choose from?"

"Sure, but it's not that I want you that bad," I lied.  "It's that I think
it's always worth exploring everything so you know what you like and
dislike.  I tried girls, so I knew what I preferred.  Doesn't make me
straight, just open minded.  Plus, let's face it.  You have a 10 inch dick.
My own personal ego takes over to know if I could handle something that big
or not.  You said it yourself, most girls can't handle you.  Makes me want
to prove I could."

"Makes sense.  I'm not homophobic or anything, just so you know.  If I ever
did want to try it with a guy, I think I'd be okay with you.  It's just not
something that appeals to me right now."

"Well think about it.  Talk about a fast way to get a car.  I mean I
wouldn't suggest jumping into bed with someone for the entire night on the
first try.  Experiment with a few horny gay guys.  Get a few blowjobs for
20 bucks each, see how it goes.  Then try fucking.  If you close your eyes,
in your mind it'd be like you're doing some super tight pussy."

He was about to say something but Yukon joined us in the hot tub.  Talk
about bad timing.  I was just about to get Dustin to take his shorts off
and open his legs.  Well actually, in my mind he already had his legs over
the back of his head as I drilled him and had my tongue down this throat.
In his mind he was probably looking for the nearest exit.

"I can't imagine anyone not wanting 20 bucks for five minutes work," I said
as I slid into the warm water.

"How do you get that?"  Yukon asked.

"Dude..."  Dustin went to answer, but I was quicker.

"You let some guy blow you.  Five minutes, you have 20 bucks and unloaded
your horniness."

"Dude, you're not charging enough.  My friend gets 30 bucks if someone
blows him," Yukon replied bluntly.

"Seriously?  Have you gotten blowjobs?"  Dustin asked, peaking my interest.
How fucking horny was this family of theirs?  Of course I knew he had, but
not outside of his own shower.

"Not me dude, my best friend.  Horniest fucker I know.  He's always
whipping his dick out.  He scares most of the girls off, and us guys just
want him to put it away.  One day I'm gonna smack it with a shovel.  He'd
love this place though.  He could run around here naked all the time."

"How old is he?" Dustin asked.  I would have been more investigative, like
name, address, phone number, places he goes to get blown.  You know...the
basics.

"My age.  Almost 15.  Guy's gonna either be a porn star or arrested for
indecent exposure."

Dustin laughed.  "I gotta go get something to drink before this
conversation gets any weirder."

He stood up and walked off.  I watched him go and wondered if he truly was
one of those straight boys that you couldn't get to give it up.  I mean I
threw down the idea of big money and he never blinked.  I need to work on
my game.  Speaking of game, I turned my attention back to Yukon.  "If
blowjobs are charged by the inch, Dustin would be the richest guy we know,"
I laughed.

"Why?  Is he big or something?"  Yukon asked curiously.

"You'd have to ask him, but you saw him skinny dipping, and that was him
soft.  Imagine the erection?"

"Pass.  I try not to think about other guys erections.  I have enough
trouble with my own some days.  Oh, and I think I have PTSD from seeing my
friend Rhys whipping his out all the time."

"So now that it's just you and me, tell me more about your friend.  Does he
give head too, or just get it?"

"All I know is what he's told me.  He gets 30 bucks if someone wants to
suck his dick."

"You ever see him do it, or go out with him and get your own 30 bucks?"

"God, no."

"Really?  Fuck, I'd be all over that.  Seems like easy money.  He could be
lying to you just to see if you'd freak out."

"Nah, he always has lots of money, so I know he does it.  Although he sure
must get a lot of head."

"He's loaded huh?  No pun intended."

"I'll say.  He just bought a new mountain bike for three thousand dollars.
He told his parents he got it used off craigslist, but I was there when he
bought it brand new."

"So that's a hundred blowjobs.  He MUST be a horny guy.  I couldn't get
hard that much.  You never said if it's guys or girls that are blowing
him."

"I'm pretty sure it's all guys.  Girls don't really pay to suck a guy off,
or I'd be buying my own bike," he laughed.

"You should tell Dustin.  He wants to buy a car and we were just talking
about how he could make money by sleeping over at someone's house and
having full on sex all night."

"I'll bet you could get a ton of money for that if a blowjob is 30 bucks?
Wonder what you'd have to do?"  Yukon said as his eyes went wide open.

"Sex, not just blowjobs.  If your friend has that much money, you should
ask him.  I'll bet he's tried a few other things that pay more."

"Shit, I'm totally straight, but I'd probably put up with that for the
right price," he admitted to my surprise.

"Seems like quite the leap from a guy who hasn't had a blowjob to going
full gigolo in one night."

"Sometimes you just gotta say fuck it and go for it," Yukon noted.

"No pun intended?"  I laughed.

He grinned.  "Oh yeah, I guess I shoulda said that different.  I'd probably
chicken out at the last minute, but I like money, so there's that," he
admitted.

Shit, I wanted Dustin's ten inch cock, but Yukon was basically offering
himself up on a silver platter.  I have some spare cash lying around that
I'd be happy to use to take him for a test drive.  Wonder how Cade and
Razor would feel if I paid their brother and they'd given it up for free?
"Hmmm, let's see.  I figure you'd be worth an easy hundred for the night."

"A hundred.  All this is worth at least 500," he grinned running his hand
down his chest.

"500?  Does gold shoot out your cock when you cum or something?  Cocky
little shit, huh?  I say you go and practice head with your friend and see
how that goes before you pick up some stranger to leap into bed with all
night."

"I probably wouldn't do a total stranger, but sometimes you just gotta rip
the band-aid off and try things.  If I didn't like head, then I wouldn't do
it again, but I'd still have 30 bucks.  And if I didn't like overnight sex,
at least I'd have five hundred bucks."

"Logical but it sounds dangerous."

"Dude, you can't be a pussy about shit like that.  As my buddy Rhys says,
you try everything once, and the shit you like, charge extra."

"Not sure what that means, but I'd love to meet him one day.  Fuck
actually, you know what I'd love to see.  I'd love to see the two of you
blow each other and see who enjoys it the most.  Wait!  That's an idea.
I'll give both of you 30 bucks each to hook up together and let me watch."

"I doubt that would happen," Yukon said shaking his head.  "Are you hitting
on me or something?"

"Would it bother you if I were?  I apologize if it does.  I just like
hearing how straight boys think."

"Nah.  I'm pretty sure my little brother Cade is gay, and I'm cool with
it."

"Too bad he doesn't have 30 bucks.  You could get head every morning," I
laughed.

"Gross.  That's my brother."

"Head is head.  I'll bet Rhys would let him go down on him."

Yukon blushed.

"Wait.  Is that how you knew Cade was gay?  He went down on your best
friend?"

"What, no.  God, no!  Ummm, I gotta pee.  Where's the nearest bathroom from
here?"  He asked suddenly.

"I'd say the foam room, but it's full of bubbles, so the next one is
downstairs.  Here, dry off and I'll show you.  He followed me to the towel
cupboard and I handed him one.  We dried ourselves, patting the shorts as
dry as possible before heading downstairs to the half bathroom.  I followed
him in and closed the door behind us.

"Uhhh, I have to pee," he said looking at me.

"Yeah me too.  I figured I could go after you're done."

He shrugged and turned away from me and pulled his dick out to pee.  I gave
a light laugh.  "I guess having so many brothers you're not shy huh?  I
thought you'd make me leave."

"You get used to it.  Sometimes I have to go so bad, I push them to the
side so I can go at the same time.  The little kids are the worst.  They
wanna play swords like it's a game."

"You are never too old to play swords," I smiled as I went right up behind
him and took hold of his wet shorts and began to push them down.

"Uhhh, what're you doing?"  He asked nervously as he looked back slightly.

"Taking your shorts off.  You can't play swords in clothes.  Too much
splash back."  I knelt down and pulled them to his ankles, and finding very
little resistance, I lifted one foot at a time to take them away from him.
I tossed them on the sink counter and looked back at his smooth ass, taking
a feel.  "You have a really firm ass, dude."

"I play soccer," he said as if that explained it.  If that's a fact, then
I'm hanging out at soccer games from now on.

"Well, it seems to be good for you.  Guess you're now ready to play swords,
I said making no real effort to get up off my knees.

"Except I'm finished peeing," he informed me.

"My bad.  I guess timing is everything in that game.  How about I show you
something else then since you're already naked?  Bend over and put your
hands on the wall.  Maybe spread your legs a bit," I said as I took a leg
and helped him move it.

"What are you gonna do?"  He asked looking back.

"Trust me.  If you like swords, then this will blow your mind.  Put your
hands against the wall.  He did it slowly as he kept looking back at me.  I
put my hands on his ass cheeks, causing him to tense up and I smiled to
myself as I gently pulled them apart and rubbed down his crack before
sliding through and taking hold of his flaccid penis.

"Oh god!" He exclaimed.  "What are you doing?"

"I thought it was self explanatory."  I used my other hand to rub his ass
as he quickly responded to being jerked off and he inflated to full size. I
used a finger underneath his tight balls and then leaned in to kiss each
ass cheek.  As he got harder, he spread his legs a bit and I almost smiled
to myself as I moved from kissing his cheeks to licking down the length of
his crack.  He moved slightly at the sensation, so I stuck my tongue in a
bit further causing him to whimper slightly and blast his load into the
toilet.  Before he finished completely, I stood up and pressed my wet
shorts against his ass, letting him feel my erection resting along his ass
cheeks.  "How was that?  I'll bet your friend doesn't get orgasms like that
from blowjobs."

"Shit.  I wasn't expecting that."

"Seemed like you enjoyed it though," I grinned.  "It's better than playing
swords, but you drain almost as fast."

"Please don't tell anyone.  I had no idea you were gonna do that.  I kinda
thought you maybe wanted to blow me."

"I kinda wanted to fuck you," I admitted. "Your ass is so sweet that I'd
love to open it up and play for a while.  How much would it cost to fuck
you right now?"

"I don't think I can.  I just came.  Can I put my shorts on please?  God,
don't tell my brothers, PLEASE."

"Only if you answer a question honestly for me," I teased.  "You've let
your friend blow you haven't you?  Just to see what it was like?"

He blushed as he reached down for his shorts and stepped into them as I
rubbed his ass again.  "Yeah, but I never told anyone.  How'd you know?"

"Because you never stopped me taking your shorts off."

"I didn't care because we'd been swimming naked all day."

"No, you didn't care because you've had a blowjob before and thought you
were getting another one," I grinned.  "Don't worry.  I'm not saying
anything to your brothers.  But I can tell you one thing, you're right
about Cade, he's gay.  You should ask your friend to teach him about sex
before he learns it on the street."  I left out that he was fully sexual
already.  I just like planting thing in people's heads...and asses if it
gets to that.  "Think how much more fun you could have if you just let
yourself try new things.  Once you get horny again, call me.  I'm sure I
can make it even better next time.  Bring your friend along.  I'd love to
know how he makes so much money.  Maybe you two could learn some new
things."

"Uhhh, I should get going.  Razor and Cade will wonder where I am," he
stammered as he grabbed the bathroom door and opened it.  He left in such a
hurry I think he almost sucked the towel off the rack.  I smiled to myself.
I almost had three brothers in one day.  Is that a record?  Probably not,
but it seemed like a good start.  Cade was gay, Razor hadn't been sure
until I fucked him, and now straightest of straight boys Yukon was willing
to pimp himself out, and had let me jerk him off and lick his ass.  I
wonder if I can get the rest of the set.  Their older brother Jackson was
19, so he was collectible.  The rest of their brothers were too young, but
they'll age, so it's all good.  In my head, I'm already putting together
the fantasy party with all of them in a few years.  Lining them up and
going along one by one until I'd done all six, and then watch them bond
with each other.  Add Rhys to the mix and it's another perfect day.

By the time I composed myself and headed upstairs, Yukon was lifting
weights with Dustin and Razor.  Doing something seen as totally macho to
help ease your mind about the other fun you just had is such a straight boy
move.  I managed to get Razor alone for a couple minutes to put my number
in his phone and told him to text me when he was ready for round two.  I
did the same thing with Yukon and slipped him 30 bucks, saying that it was
so he could take his girlfriend out somewhere nice.  I got a raised eyebrow
from Dustin as he saw me do it.  Plus, I deliberately did it in front of
him.  It's part of my subliminal straight boy messaging system.  I even
took it one step farther when I said I'd love to meet his friend who pimped
himself out. I honestly think I got a blush out of Dustin.

A few days later Cory and Blake burst in the front door, ran to the kitchen
to get drinks, acting wild and excited about something.

"What's up with you two," I asked.

"Nothing!"  Blake giggled.  "We're gonna be in my room.  We found this
giant Google book and we're gonna go check it out."  The bolted upstairs
like lightning flashes.  Curiosity got the best of me and I followed them
upstairs after a few minutes.  They were both lying on the floor, side by
side looking at their `Google book.'

"How's it going in here?"  I asked as I sat on my bed, giving them a giant
amused smile.

"Okay, but I think it's broken."

"Broken?"  I asked innocently.

"Yeah.  It has tons of stories and ads and stuff, but there's no way to
click on anything to find out more about it," Blake complained.

"That's because it's called a newspaper.  You just read it.  It's not
connected to anything.  That's how people used to get the news everyday.
They still print them, but mostly for old people."

"So how do you order stuff?"  Blake asked rolling onto his side to look up
at me.

"When those were a thing, you read the ad, then went to the store to look
for it and check it out in person," I told him, revealing the details my
Dad used to tell Jason and I about the olden days.

"What if you didn't like the thing?"

"Then you didn't buy it and looked for other stuff."

"Whoa.  That seems like it would take forever to buy what you wanted," he
said as he turned the page to where they had crosswords and comics.  They
giggled like little kids as they read things and then Blake got serious.
"Dad, look.  They have a whole section on people who died."

"Yeah.  Those are called obituaries.  If someone passed, they put an ad in
the paper to let everyone know."

Blake rolled over and looked at me again with a frown on his face.  "Ummm,
how did they know they were gonna die?"

"What?"

"If they put an ad in the paper to tell people they were dead, how did they
know they were gonna die?"

"No.  They didn't do it.  Their family did it."

"Oh.  And everyone died in alphabetical order?"

I laughed.  "No, the alphabetized it so you could find people easier."

"What if you didn't look in this section every day?  Would you maybe not
know they died?"

"Maybe."

"Whoa.  This thing is pretty cool, but it's making my hands all black," he
said as both he and Cory looked at their hands and then showed each other.

"That's the ink from the page.  It comes off.  Wanna see something really
cool?  Go get that silly putty you have."  Blake bounced up and ran to dig
through his toy box and returned with the Silly Putty egg and handed it to
me.  I rolled it out and spread it flat and sat down beside them.  I lay it
over one of the comics and pressed firmly, before I peeled it back and
showed them.  The ink came off onto the Silly Putty and the comic was
imprinted on it.  The boys giggled and wanted to try it next.  I left them
to enjoy their `Google book.'  I guess Silly Putty imprints are the old day
version of taking a picture of something you saw online.  I headed back
downstairs and then remembered something else my Dad had shown us.  I found
it on my phone and texted it to Blake.  It was a short while later when
they came down wearing newspaper pirate hats.  Newspapers could be more
useful than just creating an insane fire hazard in the basement after all.
I don't think either of the boys would be dropping their phones in favour
of a newspaper anytime soon though.  Honestly, it seems so stupid when you
look back at it now.  You had to wait a whole day for more news.  Now we
get it the second it happens anywhere.  Speaking of which I should go see
what things are happening in the world right now.  I usually check the
`Believe it or Not' section to see what the U.S. President is up to.  I
miss the days where America was stable and still on its medication.  It's
like having an Alzheimer's patient in the bed next door who can't remember
who its friends are.  Maybe I should wait for tomorrow's `Google book' so
things don't feel as depressing as fast.

When the boys resurfaced, their Google book was gone and they were reading
lines from Blake's script together.  Tomorrow was the day he and `Marvin'
were heading to California and I really hated the thought of him leaving,
despite whatever else I might say out loud.  The entire family joined us
for dinner and Blake slept with us that night as he cuddled into us.  I
have a feeling he may miss us as much as we miss him.  Kyle offered to be
one of the pilots to fly him down in our plane which I think added a bit of
excitement to the trip for Blake.  We said our goodbyes at the airport and
it was as if the hugs would never end before they finally boarded.  We
waved non-stop until the plane was out of sight and then we headed home.

"It already seems quieter here," Ben said as soon as we got in the house.
"I guess we're all getting a few months of uninterrupted sleep at least."
That got everyone laughing and agreeing.

Several hours later we got our first Skype call from Blake saying that he'd
arrived and was with Colin's Mom and Dad, who also were in on the call.  He
looked pretty happy and made a point of showing us around the house, in
case Colin had forgotten what his home looked like.

"These are the most wicked windows ever!"  Blake said as he showed us how
the remote blacked out the light from the floor to ceiling windows in
Colin's bedroom.  "I gotta get windows like this.  You can even make them
go light and dark really slow," he announced as if Colin had no idea how
his own windows worked.  "So, this room is all mine!"  Blake giggled as he
jumped on Colin's bed and showed us around the room again.

"Blake.  Go over to the wall on the left and push the bottom left corner of
the painting there."  Blake bounced over to the wall and held the iPad so
we could see him do it.

"Whoa!  Cool.  It's a secret safe!"  Blake exclaimed as the painting slid
up revealing a digital safe.  "Is it filled with gold or diamonds or
something?"

"Nope.  It's empty at the moment," Colin grinned as he gave Blake the code
to open it.  "You can use it to keep private things in while you're there
if you want."

"Wicked.  I'm gonna put all my money in it.  Hey!  What's this?"  Blake
asked reaching into the back of the safe pulling out a flash drive and
showing it to the screen.

"Shit," Colin said under his breath.  "That's nothing.  Just put it back in
there Blake and push it to the back.  I'll get it the next time I'm down."

"Why, what's on it?"

"Nothing important.  Just some old files," Colin said looking like he
wanted to kick himself.  "Put it back please and just make sure it stays in
there out of the way."  Blake shrugged and put it into the back of the safe
and locked it again.  He said he had to go study as he was going to be on
set in the morning and that a car was gonna pick him up at 7am.

"Good luck and have fun," I told him as we gave him an air kiss.  He blew
one back and giggled as we hung up.

"So, what's on the flash drive?"  I asked with a grin.

"Nothing that Blake should be watching.  It was videos I took when `Marvin'
and I were fooling around together as kids.  It also has me and my first
boyfriend Dylan doing lots of things, as well as others."

I howled with laughter.  "You mean it's teenage you in a sex tape.  Damn!
That could be worth a fortune."

"Shut up!"  he laughed.  "I thought I'd destroyed all that stuff when I
moved out.  I guess I missed that one.  I'll let `Marvin' know to pick it
up as soon as he can get over to the house."

"Oh, he so has to bring that back with him.  I wanna see you having sex as
a teenager.  Were you as bad at it back then as you are now?"

"Fuck you!"  he laughed.  "I was the best of all my friends.  Shit, I'm the
one that taught all of them about sex.  That drive even has the first time
`Marvin' had sex with me when he was getting into being a slave.  We made a
promise that we'd never show it to anyone, but I used it as part of our
game of blackmail to keep him playing."

"And now it's in Blake's hands.  Great.  If he watches that, `Marvin' is
gonna be his sex slave by the time he gets back and we'll have dungeon
master Blake on our hands.  This could change the entire balance of power
in the universe as we know it," I said trying to be overly dramatic.



End of Chapter.  Time to change the entire balance of power in the universe
as we know it.  Blake with Colin's sex tape...what could go wrong?  Tune in
soon to find out.  Comments welcome at outinwest@gmail.com.

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