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Tripod - Chapter 39
The usual Gang of Five (Tyler, Eddie, Brandon, Darius, and
I) stayed up until 2:00 AM on Christmas night on a video chat just talking
about our various Christmas Day experiences. Darius and I recapped Ricky's
outburst at Christmas dinner and how my 93-year-old great-grandma put him in
his place. Then we talked about my uncle putting us on PrEP.
I decided not to mention Mr. Choi and my uncles flirting over dinner. I mean,
he's entitled to his privacy, right? I didn't want that news traveling around
school.
Tyler made us all howl with tales of his mom trying to cook
something to take over to his grandparents' place--epic fail, almost burned down
the kitchen.
Eddie touched on the weird cultural differences between his
effusive, affectionate, and loud mom's side of the family and his quiet, unaffectionate
but considerate dad's side of the family.
"What did you guys do, Brandon?" I asked.
"We talked...a lot," Brandon said. "We all helped with the
cooking. Even Braden chopped up stuff for a salad. But then we sat down and
just let everything out. I guess the therapy is working. It was our first
Christmas without my dad and I have to say it was the best, by a lot. When
dinner was finished and everything was cleaned up, the three of us curled up
together on the sofa for hours. We all had a good cry and it felt amazing."
"Brandon, that's awesome," Eddie said. "Any news about your
dad's trial?"
"Trials. He's totally fucked. He's got state charges for
sexual assault of a minor. He's got federal charges for wire fraud and tax
fraud. And both state and federal hate crimes charges for what he did to your
car," Brandon replied. "This is gonna go on for a long time. But we've tried to
put it past us as a family. He's kinda dead to us
now."
"We're all really proud of you, Brandon. You're doing
great," Tyler said.
"I owe you guys a lot," Brandon responded. "You know, I've
been thinking about all of us and how tight we are and how much I love you
guys. And how chill I feel around you. Well, I've been thinking, maybe the next
time we're all together I want to try getting fucked."
"Whoa, Brandon, that's a big step, dude," I said. "We don't
want you doing anything that's gonna make you freak out."
"Honestly, I've been giving it a lot of thought and even
talked about it with the shrink. That was a weird hour, let me tell ya. Anyway, it's not getting fucked that's the problem.
It's who did it to me and how he did it that messed with my head. I see how
much you guys love it and I know you guys will be really careful. I want to
try, OK?"
"Of course, buddy," Eddie said, "but none of us is exactly
small downstairs. Maybe you want to start with a small dildo and work your way
up? I mean, if a small dildo is Anal 101, Jaime would be like your doctoral
dissertation."
We all laughed, even me.
"Yeah, I get you. Take a look," Brandon said.
He pulled out a respectable-sized dildo and waved it in
front of the screen, making us all laugh.
"I've been practicing for a few weeks now. No issues, since
I can control it, but I think I'm ready for the real thing. We just have to
find the time and place."
"Don't you think maybe you should go one-on-one with one of
us first, in private?" Tyler asked.
"No. I want all of you guys there. You're all my special buddies.
I feel really safe with this group. Besides, I kinda
like an audience."
"I. Am. Shocked!" Darius said, feigning surprise.
By that time, Brandon was racking up serious views on his
fan page and on track to pull in some really good money.
"Hey, my folks finally decided tonight that they're going
to do New Year's Eve at a hotel in Chicago and won't be home until the next
day, so, party at my place? Ring in the new year with a bang!" Tyler said.
All of us agreed.
"Just us five?" I asked.
"Yeah, I kinda think so," Tyler
said. "Seán and Connor are fun, but they're both on short leashes. I can't
imagine Seán's folks will let him stay out that late. And you know, the five of
us are kinda like a family. It's better than just sex
when it's us together."
I could see everyone else in the video chat smile and nod,
knowing exactly what Tyler was referring to.
***
The following morning, I rolled out of bed at the crack of
10:00 to find the place deserted. No note. I checked my phone and found a text
from Mom:
Didn't want to wake you. Taking Asher to He-Brew for bfast.
It had a timestamp of 08:27.
After seventeen years as an only child, I have to admit
that I felt the smallest twinge of jealousy that Asher was getting treated to a
special breakfast without me. Then I put on my big boy pants and was glad that
he was getting the attention he needed and that he was fitting in so well with
my family.
I made myself a cup of coffee and looked for leftovers in
the fridge, too lazy to cook anything after the previous day's marathon in the
kitchen. Mmm, a piece of Mama Bernice's corn pudding
with a little maple syrup on it should work fine. Nuked for forty seconds
and...done. Yum.
Ten minutes later the door opened.
"We brought you a well-toasted everything bagel with a shmear,"
Asher said. "It's your favorite, right?"
I looked at the now-empty plate in front of me but just
smiled and thanked everyone for the kind gesture knowing that I'd have no
problem wolfing down the bagel, too.
"Jaime, guess what," Asher said animatedly. "I'm invited to
a New Year's Eve party! Eddie's sister Reggie invited me to their house. It's
gonna be amazing! You think I should bring my karaoke machine?"
"Awesome, Asher. You should probably ask Reggie first. Not
everyone loves karaoke," I said. "I'm gonna be at Tyler's place. It's just
gonna be Eddie, Tyler, Brandon, Darius, and me."
"And where are Tyler's folks going to be?" Mom asked in that
tone of voice that only moms can muster.
"Downtown at a hotel. Come on. I learned my lesson at
Halloween. It's just the five of us. I promise. No liquor and no drugs, OK?"
Mom and Dad looked at one another, a knowing look between
them.
"OK. Just you five, right?" Dad asked, "I suppose you'll
stay the night. We don't want you out on the streets on New Year's Eve with all
the crazies."
"We'll be in bed by 12:01 AM," I said.
"Somehow, I get the feeling it won't take that long," Mom
smirked. Asher blushed. The corner of Dad's mouth curled up into a knowing
smile.
***
ME: Hey Noah. When should we come in for the PrEP talk? 😆
NOAH: Stop by the clinic on Weds. That's the day I
volunteer there. Earlier is better. 10 AM?
ME: Yup. Hey thx for taking Lincoln home last
night
NOAH: We never said to whose home! He's still here at
our place
ME: 🙉🙈🙊🤣
NOAH: He's so
nice. Really smart. SOOO Hot!
ME: Umm. My
teacher and my uncles playing around... 🤯...I
need a minute to process...Minute's up. Spill the
🫖
NOAH: Amazing. Details
on Weds. OK?
ME: 😏
***
In typical Chicago
fashion, the temperature had changed from 20º (-7C) on Christmas day to 50º
(10C) on Wednesday just a few days later. It made the L ride into the city with
Darius that much more pleasant. But as is typical in this city, the good weather
news never lasts. They were predicting a blizzard over the weekend with over a
foot (30cm) of snow expected. Just in time for New Year's Eve.
We walked into the
large clinic that serves Chicago's LGBTQI+ community and asked the receptionist
for Dr. Noah Fine. We were told that there was one person ahead of us but that
the wait shouldn't be too long.
About twenty
minutes later, after filling out our paperwork, we were led back to a small
examining room and offered seats while we waited for Noah.
"It's weird but
you really feel like a couple when you go to see a doctor together, you know?"
Darius asked. "It's not like going to the movies or out to dinner. It feels
serious."
"It's probably
because you're sharing serious stuff and maybe even pain when you go see a
doctor. You're there for each other, right?" I replied.
Darius reached out
and held my hand. "You know how much I love doctor's offices," he smirked. "It
must really mean I love you."
Noah walked in
wearing a typical white doctor's coat and a name tag that said "Noah Fine, MD
(he/him/his)." We all hugged.
"You're smiling
from ear to ear," I said. "So?
"Well, I don't
want to get too graphic but Lincoln is incredible. Jermaine and I are smitten. Lincoln
joked that he really doesn't need to go home until after New Year's. We may
just take him up on that. I mean, we see why you like him so much. Bet you've
never seen him with his shirt off though. My God, when does he find time to
teach? Washboard abs, rock-hard pecs, and that ass! A walnut wouldn't stand a
chance between those two butt cheeks. Oops, I've probably already told you more
than I should have. Please, let's keep this between us, OK? Lincoln's a little
nervous about having his private life talked about in school."
"Well, Darius
doesn't go to my school and I haven't told any of our friends, so please let
him know that his secret is safe, even though I don't think he's really
violating any rules. He's not involved with a student or even the parent of a
student. I don't think uncles really count. Anyway, I think it's been hard on
him since he came to the US and he could probably use some friends who treat
him like family."
"Well, we do have
kind of a weird, sex-positive family," Noah laughed. "So, about PrEP, you'll take one pill a day every day, just like a
vitamin. In a few weeks, we'll need you to come in just to be sure that you're
not having any unusual side effects. Every three months, you should get an HIV
test. I can do it for you here."
"Oh, God," Darius
groaned.
"Given that you've
just been tested, we can probably give you the gum swab test, Darius, instead
of the blood test. It's almost as good and you won't need blood drawn."
Huge sigh of
relief from Darius.
"In the meantime,
especially outside your inner circle of partners, you should still use a condom
because there are lots of other STIs out there. Syphilis is on the rise and
gonorrhea has developed antibiotic-resistant strains."
"Perfect, just in
time for me to grow up," I groaned.
"Here's a
prescription for each of you. You can get it filled here at the clinic for a
really reduced price. I'll cover the copay for you both, OK?"
"Awesome. Thanks,
Noah," Darius said.
I gave Noah a big
hug.
"Did either Ximena
or Julio reach out to you about your cousin Ricky's comments?" Noah asked.
"I got texts the
next day from Julio and Ximena. They both apologized to me and had talked to
Ricky and tried to explain why what he said about me was so bad. They think
he's getting it. Ricky said he feels really sorry. I guess that's a step in the
right direction."
"I let him win at
video games that night. I figured the kid would be more open to changing his
opinion if he was in a good mood. We'll see," Darius explained.
***
"It's supposed to
start snowing at around 9:00 o'clock and come down like crazy until the
morning," Eddie said in a five-way video chat the night of December 30.
"They've gotten pretty good at predicting that stuff. Hey, Ty, maybe we should
come over a little earlier, like 8?"
"That's cool. What
do you guys feel like eating? I mean, it's New Year's Eve. I'm not gonna invite
you over just for the sexual favors. What kind of shitty host do you think I
am?" Tyler laughed.
"Burgers?" Eddie
asked.
"Nah, kinda heavy, babe, considering what we're gonna be doing
after," Tyler smirked.
"How about sushi?"
Brandon volunteered.
"Dude, that shit
is expensive. My mom's giving me $100. That won't buy much sushi unless you
want the day-old stuff." Tyler pretended to gag, making the rest of us laugh.
"I'll kick in the
rest," Brandon said. "I still have some money left over from last month from my
fan page. I'm up to 1,562 subscribers when I checked this morning."
"Wait, what!!??" I
screamed. "How much do you charge a month to each subscriber?"
"Ten bucks."
"Holy shit, Brandon.
How much do you keep?" Eddie asked.
"80%," Brandon
replied.
"Brandon! That's $12,496
just this month. Un-fucking-believable," Eddie screamed.
"What's
unbelievable is that you can do the math in your head!" Brandon replied.
"No boring
California maki! It's the Sashimi Wonderland and Billionaire's Rolls for these
studs," Tyler laughed.
***
Through the course
of the day on December 31, the weather forecast continued to worsen. Snow was now
predicted to start at 7:00 PM, accompanied by howling winds. The handsome but
totally white-bread TV meteorologist said that everyone should just stay home and
that streets could be impassable by the morning. Talk about a buzz kill.
Mom & Dad had
opted for a quiet night at home on New Year's Eve anyway.
Asher's plans
included a sleepover at Eddie's house. Eddie's parents, concerned about
Reggie's friends, had moved up her party's start time to 7:00 PM, just to make
sure that everyone would be safely there before the snow began.
Luckily for us,
Tyler's parents had decided to take advantage of the hotel special and had
checked in downtown at 3:00 PM, so Tyler was alone at home. Given the shitty
forecast, Eddie headed over there at 6:00 to help Tyler set up the sex pit in
the basement, as well as get some munchies out.
I told Brandon and
Darius to come over to my place at 6:30 just to be safe, and to take a ride
share so that no one's car would need to get dug out on New Year's Day. We
could walk the few blocks over to Tyler's place at 7:30.
And wouldn't you
know it, the first flakes began falling just after 7:00 PM? By the time we
headed over to Tyler's, over an inch (2.5cm) of snow was on the ground and the
wind had started to pick up.
The three of us
stepped into Tyler's house ten minutes later already caked in snow.
"Well, that was a
shitty way to start off a party," Darius commented, unwrapping the scarf from
his face and gingerly peeling off his knit ski cap so that the encrusted snow
wouldn't fall on the floor.
"You three look
like hell. Let me help you get those clothes off," Eddie joked.
"I thought we were
going to eat first," I said. "I hope you already ordered all the food, Ty. I
don't know how much longer deliveries are gonna happen. It's getting pretty
nasty out there."
"The food should
be here any second. I already called the restaurant and they said it was on its
way," Tyler responded.
"I brought a few
hundred bucks. I hope you ordered good stuff," Brandon said.
The food was
supposed to arrive by 8:00 PM. By 8:20, still nothing.
"You wanna call again?" I asked. "I'm starving. And knowing that
your family keeps almost nothing in the fridge, Tyler, we'll be gnawing on one
another's carcasses by morning if that food doesn't show up."
"I'll call," Eddie
volunteered.
"I'll have you
know that the fridge is full, my fine young cannibal friend, because you're
going to cook us all breakfast. We've got eggs, cheese, some veggies, bacon. I
guess we could cook that shit up tonight if the driver doesn't show. Can't fuck
on an empty stomach."
Brandon, who'd
been fidgeting since we arrived, got up and walked to the restroom. I figured
he was probably nervous about giving up his backside to his buddies later that
evening.
"He should be here
any second," Eddie explained. "They said the roads are awful and he's driving
really slow. They've had to cancel the rest of their
deliveries for tonight and sent all their drivers
home, but since we ordered so much stuff, the owners are having their son drive
it over."
Five minutes
later, the doorbell rang. Tyler opened the door and the delivery driver stood there;
his arms were loaded with bags of food.
"Scariest ride of
my life," the driver said. "I slid off the road twice and I was crawling."
"Oh fuck. Come in.
It's horrible out there," Tyler said, inviting the parka-clad driver in out of
the howling wind.
"Wow, thanks.
Honestly, if you don't mind. Could I sit down for a second? I'm still kinda freaked out. I gotta drive
back now."
Tyler motioned him
in. The driver pulled down his hood and opened his parka. He was just a kid.
Maybe nineteen or twenty. Asian. Very good looking, with high cheekbones and
full lips.
"Do you want a cup
of coffee or maybe some tea?" Eddie asked.
"Coffee would be
amazing. Thanks. Just you guys having a New Year's Eve party? Did the girls all
get caught up in the snow?" the driver asked.
"Oh, shit. We
forgot to invite girls!" Darius replied slyly.
"Well, I'm sure
you four will figure out a way to work up an appetite. You sure ordered enough.
Your folks home?" the driver asked, his innuendo not lost on any of us.
"Nope. Downtown. We're
snowed in. All alone. Five hungry, horny guys," Tyler replied.
Just then, Brandon
walked down the hallway to rejoin our group.
"Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!" the driver screamed suddenly, his
eyes wide and his breath quick and shallow.
"You OK? What's wrong?" I asked.
"You're, You're.
Oh, my God!" he said, pointing at Brandon.
We all looked at
Brandon.
"I'm like your
biggest fan. I send you messages on your fan page all the time."
Brandon blushed.
None of us had spent the ten bucks a month to go to Brandon's fan page because
none of us had a credit card. Besides, we could get Brandon's dick for free
anytime we wanted it.
"You're PreacherKidXXXL!" the driver stammered adoringly
"PREACHER KID
XXL!" Tyler howled.
"No. It's Preacher
Kid X-X-X-L," Brandon replied grinning sheepishly.
"Well, you pretty
much hit that nail on the head," I laughed.
"What's your
name?" Brandon asked the driver.
"I'm Sho. But my
username is Boococky, spelled B-O-O-C-O-C-K-Y.
"My real name's
Brandon. This is Eddie, Tyler, Darius, and Jaime. They're my best buds and we
were just gonna hang out tonight. It's really dangerous out there. Maybe you'd
like to hang out with us. You like sushi?" Brandon asked half joking.
"Ugh, never touch
the stuff. Do you know how it's made?" Sho replied.
The five of us
looked at each other as a slight wave of dread swept over us.
"Just kidding! And
you guys ordered the good stuff if I do say so myself. Let me call my folks and
let them know it's too dangerous to drive back and that I'll hang out at a
friend's house close by. Hey, I hate to sound weird, but would you guys mind paying for the order? I need to tell my mom I collected
for it.
Sho pulled the
bill for the order out of his pocket. "It's $327.36 with delivery."
Tyler handed
Brandon $100. Brandon handed Sho $400.
"It's really
brutal out and you pretty much risked your life to get the food to us. Keep the
change," Brandon said. "And I remember your messages. You're always really
nice. They make me feel good. Thanks."
By now, Sho had
taken his shoes and coat off. He was average height and lean, but even with his
flannel shirt and jeans on, you could tell he had big shoulders that tapered
down to a small waist and a cute butt. We walked him into the kitchen where he
set the food down on the table. Then he excused himself to make his call.
"You do realize
you're about to make this kid's wish come true, right?" Darius asked.
"Believe it or
not, I do read most of the messages that guys send. Most just say how hot my
body is or how they wish they could suck my dick but I remember this dude's
messages. He's always really encouraging. He says how much he likes the energy
I put into each video and how I make him feel like he's hanging out with a
friend, and that I seem like a really nice guy."
"You are a really
nice guy, Brandon. That's why we all love you so much," I said. "Now, should we
ask that kid about his username?"
Sho walked back
into the kitchen beaming. "My mom was so relieved. She said the roads are
completely covered with snow now and that she was petrified about my driving
home, even though it's only a few miles away."
By now, the wind
was howling outside and you could barely make out the street in front of the
house, even with the streetlights on.
"So, do you want
to tell us something about you?" Darius asked.
"Uh, well, I'm
nineteen. I go to DePaul but obviously on break now. I'm studying finance. I
live with my family in Wilmette. I usually help out waiting tables at the
restaurant on the weekends but since the restaurant was dead tonight because of
the snow, I volunteered to deliver your order. Talk about a lucky night."
"Tell us about
your username," Tyler prodded.
Sho blushed. "I
wanted something Japanese but I also have this fantasy about being surrounded
by a bunch of hot guys and getting cum blasted all over me. It's just a
fantasy. I really don't fuck around much. I'm still living at home."
"I think maybe we
could make that fantasy come true if you want," Brandon said, "but these guys
have volunteered to help me with something I want done tonight, too. I want to
get fucked. It's not really something I've done before. Would you like to watch
that live and up close?"
Sho just stood
there with his mouth hanging open.
"I guess that's a
yes," Darius stated, a corner of his mouth curled up in a grin.
"Can I record it?"
Sho asked.
"Mmm. Sorry. I promised my mom when I told her about my fan
page that I'd never have sex with anyone on camera. How about a selfie with me
with my shirt off?"
"Fuck yeah!" Sho
responded.
"Besides," Brandon
added, "my friends here are all seventeen and you could get in a lot of trouble
if the video got out. Having sex with them is legal but recording them having
sex definitely isn't. Got it?"
Sho nodded and walked
over to Brandon. "Can I take your shirt off? You can put it right back on after
I take the selfie, and then we can go eat."
"Sure. You know,
you're kinda hot yourself," Brandon said.
Sho smiled and
walked up to Brandon. His hands were visibly shaking as he started to unbutton
Brandon's shirt. After he'd managed to open the final button, he slid the shirt
off of Brandon's shoulders and it fell to the floor. Sho stood there transfixed
at Brandon's near-perfect body.
"Can I touch you?"
He asked.
"I was kinda hoping you would," Brandon replied.
"Oh, brother,"
Tyler mumbled, "How `bout I take the shot? Hand me your phone."
Sho surrendered
his phone to Tyler, then slid an arm around Brandon's trim waist and smiled for
the camera.
"You can hold onto
the phone," Sho said, "I don't want you guys to worry about me taking any
videos, OK?"
Brandon grabbed
his shirt, then we all headed into the kitchen. Sho opened the bags, then gave
us a run-down of everything we'd ordered, explaining which pieces needed soy
sauce and which didn't, as well as the right way to eat sushi.
"This fatty tuna
is amazing," Sho said. "And this is real crab, not any of that fake shit."
We dug in while my
friends all told Sho about their lives and backgrounds. We explained to Sho
that Darius was my boyfriend and that Eddie and Tyler were boyfriends but that
our relationships weren't quite that easy to define and that we all had sex
together a lot and that Brandon was special to all of us.
Sho was surprised
when Eddie revealed that he was half-Japanese. Eddie and Sho laughed about the
idiosyncrasies of their Japanese grandparents.
Sho revealed that
his maternal grandparents had opened the restaurant a long time ago and that his
American-born parents had taken over a few years earlier but that he really
didn't want to follow in the restaurant business.
By 10:00 PM, after
demolishing trays of sushi, sashimi, and seaweed salad, we'd had our fill and
did a quick clean-up.
"You boys ready
for dessert?" Tyler asked.
"You bake us a
cake?" I laughed.
"Fuck no. I'm the
dessert. Downstairs, boys. It's time to get dirty."
We all did as we
were told and headed down to the basement where Tyler and Eddie had thrown
sheets onto the two couches and blankets on the carpeted floor. There was a jar
of lube with a pump-handle dispenser on an end table, as well as a box of
condoms.
Brandon walked
over to Sho and unzipped Sho's hoodie, then slid his t-shirt over his head. The
kid was buff. Great definition. Chest and arms for days. Who needs protein
shakes when you can get sushi anytime?
"Tyler, think you
can get some music going?" Brandon asked.
Seconds later the
room was filled with a playlist I can only describe as "Music to Fuck By." Just
the right rhythm to get your hips going.
Brandon leaned in
and kissed Sho on the lips. Sho looked like he'd just died and gone to heaven.
The rest of us watched
as Brandon gave Sho, well, a show. Brandon, who's always turned on by an
audience, was already rock hard, his huge dick straining against his boxer
briefs. He hooked his thumbs into the elastic waistband and slid his underwear
off in a single motion, his big, uncut dick springing free and bobbing up and
down.
"OK, Tyler, you're
next," Brandon instructed.
Tyler gave an
impish grin and began to slowly peel off his clothes, revealing his awesome
physique and beer-can cock. Darius followed, then Eddie, each revealing his own
uniquely sexy body and well-above-average-sized penis.
Sho was
mesmerized, standing next to Brandon and taking in literally every inch with
his stare.
"You might need to
sit down for Jaime," Brandon laughed.
Sho gave him a
curious look, unable to figure out how my unimpressive 5'4" height could
possibly produce anything more amazing than the grouping of bodies and cocks
that he'd already seen.
"Trust me. We
don't call him `Tripod' for nothing," Tyler quipped.
Sho seemed
impressed as I took off my shirt to show off my gymnast's body. I turned around
and dropped my jeans so he could see my bubble butt and stayed that way as I
slid my underwear off. Then, as the music hit a crescendo, I turned sideways
and grabbed my cock with both hands, which was at full attention, jutting out
11" from my small body. Sho let out an audible gasp.
"Oh, my God. I've
never seen anything like it. I mean, all of you guys are so hot, and so...huge."
"Come on. Your
turn to get comfy, Sho," Brandon said, tugging at Sho's jeans.
Sho looked
embarrassed and shook his head.
"Come on. Jump in
the pool, dude!" Tyler screamed.
"I'm not that big.
You're not gonna like what I've got," Sho mumbled.
"We don't care," Eddie
said. "We just want you to have fun tonight. Come on. I know that statistically
the probability of finding five men with cocks ranging from seven point five to
eleven inches in one place at the same time is infinitely small, but don't
worry about it. I'm sure your dick is nice.
"Spoken like the
true math genius he is," I said.
Sho let his hand
drift down to his jeans and slowly unbuttoned them. They dropped to the floor. You
could see the outline of his erection through his underwear.
"Go ahead, Sho.
Let me see how me and my friends turn on my biggest fan," Brandon said, rubbing
Sho's shoulders.
Sho nodded subtly
and slipped off his underwear to reveal a perfect 6" cut cock nestled in a
black bush with a nice set of hairless balls hanging underneath.
Brandon caught Sho
off guard as he dropped to his knees and took Sho's cock in his mouth. Sho
sucked in his breath and ran his fingers through Brandon's blond hair as
Brandon bobbed up and down on Sho's cock.
"You like that,
Sho?" Darius asked.
Sho just nodded.
Eddie, Tyler, Darius, and I closed the gap between all of us and started
kissing Sho and each other. Eddie grabbed Sho's nipples and started tweaking them.
Sho's head tilted back in ecstasy.
After a couple of
minutes, Brandon pulled off of Sho's cock and stood up.
"I know the
perfect guy to be the first to fuck me," he said. "You wanna
do that for me, Sho?"
All of us nodded
in agreement. Sho couldn't believe his luck. Not only was PreacherKidXXXL
the guy he'd shot load after load fantasizing about, but now he was here in the
flesh and wanted Sho to fuck him. A huge smile slowly formed on Sho's face and
he turned to the group, "Hell, yeah. This is the best tip ever."
"Go slow to start,
OK? You need to be really patient and make sure you're not hurting him," Eddie
said.
Sho nodded, then
leaned in to kiss Brandon in a long, passionate kiss.
"You have no idea
how much I've gotten off watching you. You've given me so much pleasure. I want
to be able to return the favor. You tell me how you're feeling and what you
want me to do and I'll do it for you."
Brandon lay down
on the floor, loving the view of five hot guys, dicks in hand looking down at
him. He pulled his knees up to his chest, exposing his rosy pink hole. Tyler
handed the jar of lube to Sho, who squirted a big glob onto his fingers, then I
handed him a condom. He wasn't part of our inner circle after all.
Sho slowly and
lovingly let his slicked-up fingers circle around Brandon's anus. Eddie and
Tyler got down on their knees on either side of Brandon, giving him access to
their hard cocks while they slowly caressed Brandon's body. I leaned down to
give Brandon a kiss. Then Darius slipped his hand in between Sho and Brandon,
took a hold of Brandon's massive dick and pointed it right at Brandon's mouth
just an inch or so away. Brandon got the hint, opened his mouth and began
sucking away. His moaning could be heard over the music.
"That is the
hottest thing I've ever seen," Sho stammered. "Can't wait to get inside you."
Knowing that
Brandon was relaxed and happy, Sho slowly slipped a finger into Brandon,
pausing several times to make sure Brandon was OK. Once his finger was all the
way inside, Sho found Brandon's prostate and gently started to rub it, causing
a deeper moan from Brandon.
Sho slowly added a
second and eventually a third finger to the ass play, making sure his fingers
were really lubed up, too. Brandon showed no signs of discomfort. On the
contrary, he started to move his ass around to get Sho's fingers as deep in him
as possible.
"I think you're
ready," I said to Brandon.
"Mmm, mmm," Brandon replied, his mouth still happily filled
with his own cock.
Sho slipped the
condom onto his rock-hard, dripping cock and slathered it up with a ton of
lube.
"If it hurts or if
you want me to stop, just grab my thigh. That way, you can keep sucking that
amazing dick of yours, OK?" Sho asked.
Brandon nodded, a
big smile crossing his lips. He felt safe and so loved with all of his buddies
around him doing their best to make him feel good.
Sho placed the tip
of his cock against Brandon's hole and gave it the slightest push. I could see
the wheels turning in Brandon's head, but not from fear or discomfort, he was
willing himself to relax and let Sho in. Sho gave a bit more pressure and the
head of his dick slid into Brandon. Brandon gently placed his hand on Sho's
thigh. Sho stopped for a second to let Brandon get used to having him inside.
Instead of grabbing onto Sho to get him to stop, Brandon reached around to Sho's
ass to urge him to go deeper. In the meantime, Brandon kept bobbing up and down
on his own dick.
Watching Brandon
and Sho go at it was incredibly hot. While Tyler and Eddie caressed Brandon's
body, tweaked his nipples, and whispered in his ear about how much we loved
him, Darius and I did much the same for Sho, cheering him on and telling him
what a stud he was and how he was going to make PreacherKidXXXL's
own fantasy come true.
Sho shoved another
couple of inches into Brandon, who nodded with approval. In another few
seconds, Sho was balls deep into Brandon and Brandon was clearly happy.
With the biggest
hurdle cleared, Sho started to pick up speed until he was fucking in time with
the music.
Brandon let his
own dick slip from between his lips just long enough to say, "That feels so
fucking good. You really know how to use that dick of yours. Go for it. Fuck me
harder. Guys, I want you to make his username come true. Got it?" Brandon said.
As Sho kept
pounding away at Brandon's now-eager hole, the other four of us stood up and
started stroking our cocks, totally turned on by the scene in front of us.
Brandon was thrusting his hips up to meet each of Sho's strokes to get him to go
as deep as possible.
"I'm getting
close, Sho. Can you cum for me, stud?" Brandon growled.
Sho nodded without
missing a beat. Eddie, Tyler, Darius, and I pumped our own cocks fiercely,
determined to get the timing right. Honestly, seeing Brandon getting fucked by
a hot stranger, coupled with my group of lovers stroking their huge cocks, was
all the inspiration I needed. Just as Sho threw his head back and let out a
wail, I took aim and blasted my load onto him. Brandon then aimed his 10"
monster at his own face and shot an unbelievable amount of cum onto his chin,
lips, and into his open mouth. We cheered each other on as Eddie, Darius, and
Tyler in turn shot jet after jet of hot, white sperm onto Sho and Brandon.
After we'd hit the
target, all of us froze in place, breathless. Slowly, Sho lowered himself onto
Brandon and started licking up gobs of jizz. Then he
kissed Brandon full-on, swirling his tongue inside Brandon's mouth to taste the
load that Brandon had pumped in there. Sho sat up and reached up to grab each
of our cocks in turn.
"I will never,
ever forget this as long as I live."
"Me either,"
Brandon said. "That was fucking amazing.
But that was just round one, my friend. It's not even eleven yet. Who wants to
plow my ass next?"
Tyler ran to the
bathroom to get some damp cloths to help with the cleanup. There was way too
much cum to try to clean up with tissues. After relaxing for a few minutes, all
curled up together, caressing one another's skin, and with everyone kissing
everyone else, Brandon ordered us all into a daisy chain with each guy sucking
on the dick of the guy next to him until all six of us had a dick in our mouths
and, in turn, had our own cocks pleasured by someone else. Then we switched and
sucked the dick of the guy who'd been doing it to us. Since we'd only cum a
little while before, no one was ready to shoot again, but we were all loving
the energy flowing back and forth between us.
At 11:40, Brandon
gave the order, "Jaime, I want you to shoot your load in me at the stroke of midnight."
"I'm not sure if
that's such a good idea, Brandon," I said, grabbing my dick. "This thing could
really hurt you. I don't know if you're ready."
"Honestly, Jaime,
I've wanted it for so long and it was just my fear holding me back. I'm not
afraid anymore. Darius, is it OK with you?"
"Fuck yeah! This
is gonna be awesome to watch," Darius shot back.
"Maybe you want to
take control, Brandon? Let me lie on my back and that way you can decide how
much you can take, alright?"
"Sounds like a
plan, my man," Brandon replied.
"Ty, can you hand
me the lube?" I asked.
Darius came over
and started kissing me, which was all I needed to get it up again. He lowered
me onto my back not breaking the kiss. Eddie didn't want to miss an opportunity
to join in the action. He slipped a couple of lube-slicked fingers up my ass as
I waited for Brandon to lower himself onto me.
As Brandon got
into position, Sho leaned in and started kissing him while Tyler started giving
Brandon a blow job.
Brandon pumped a
huge glob of lube onto his hand and slicked up my fuck stick before fingering
some lube into his already slick hole.
"Ready to climb up
the flagpole?" I asked.
"Aye, aye,
captain," he laughed, causing the rest of us to laugh. Tyler had to pull off of
Brandon's cock he was laughing so hard, wanting to make sure he wasn't going to
bite down by mistake.
Then Brandon
lowered himself onto me. It didn't take much effort to get my head past his
sphincter. He paused for a second, then sighed contentedly. He took his time
lowering himself little by little until about two inches were still left
outside.
"The last couple
of inches are the toughest, Brandon, take a deep breath, relax, and push," I
said.
Brandon did as he
was told and ever so slowly inches ten and eleven slid inside. It was obvious
from the expression on his face that Brandon was a little uncomfortable.
"We don't have to,
buddy. I know not everyone can take me. It's cool," I said, reaching up to
stroke his face.
Then he closed his
eyes and took a deep breath. The pressure I felt around my cockhead eased back
and a big smile returned to his face.
"Those relaxation
techniques I learned in therapy turned out to be good for lots of stuff," he
smirked.
Brandon slowly
lifted himself up until just the head of my dick was inside. Then he eased
himself back down again, the same look of peace still on his face. It didn't
take long for him to start picking up the pace to match the rhythm of the
music-to-fuck-by, bouncing up and down on me and moaning. Then he stopped all
of a sudden, opened his eyes, and yelled out, "Time check."
Tyler was laughing
too hard to respond. Eddie grabbed Tyler's phone and said, "11:52."
"I wanna get spit roasted for the finale, Jaime. Sho, let me
suck your cock. Now let me watch Tyler fuck Eddie while Eddie sucks Darius's
cock."
Brandon got onto
all fours on the floor as Sho stood in front of him. I slipped the monster back
into Brandon but this time I was the one in control. Eddie assumed the same
position next to Brandon while Tyler quickly grabbed the lube and got Eddie
slicked up. Darius fed his dick down Eddie's throat as Tyler started to fuck
his boyfriend.
This was a scene
not to be missed. Tyler and I synched our thrusting so that Brandon and Eddie
were rocking back and forth at the same time. Darius leaned over and kissed Sho
while each had his dick sucked. Six hot, horny dudes, racing toward a timed
climax. The challenge wasn't going to be if we could all get off at midnight,
it was going to be if we could hold off until midnight. The sexual energy in
the room was off the charts.
Eddie had
conveniently left Tyler's phone open on the floor underneath him so that he
could count down. With a minute left to go, Darius and Sho slid their cocks
from the mouths that had been sucking on them and grabbed a hold of their own
cocks. Eddie and Brandon each grabbed a hold of his own dick and stroked it
hard while Tyler and I banged our partners like battering rams.
By the time Eddie breathlessly
started to count down from ten, I couldn't hold off any longer and pushed my
cock balls deep into Brandon, pumping eleven squirts of cum into him. I opened
my mouth and let out a groan as the orgasm swept over me. Tyler was seconds
behind me, unloading into Eddie's willing hole. By the time the clock actually
struck midnight seconds later, Brandon and Eddie were shooting their loads onto
the blanket underneath them and Darius and Sho were unloading into Eddie and Brandon's
open mouths, respectively. Grunts, moans, groans, and the smell of sex filled
the room.
I collapsed onto
Brandon's back. Eddie got on his knees and tilted his head back to let Tyler
kiss him.
"Hey, Brandon,"
Tyler screamed, "Happy New Rear."
All of us fell to
the ground laughing. Then crawled around making sure to kiss everyone else to
wish them a happy new year.
"Oh, shit," Eddie
said all of a sudden.
"You OK, babe?"
Tyler asked concerned.
"I'm fine, but I just
realized that I shot my load all over your cell phone. Sorry, babe. Ick."
"Eww. Well, at least it's fluid-resistant. Lube and jizz
just rinse right off."
Stopping for about
a half hour to rehydrate and rest, we all agreed how lucky we were to have each
other and how special the night was.
"Brandon, I was
right all along," Sho said, "You're really as nice as you are on your fan page
and I see why these guys love you."
We all went two
more rounds that night in any number of combinations of positions and partners
so that by the time we finally called it quits at around 4 AM, everyone had had
sex with everyone else and orgasms were mostly dry.
While we were
sharing our love and lust inside, the local world had ground to a halt outside
as the wind howled and the snow drifts grew. Streets were completely closed
down and driving anywhere would have been extremely risky.
But we were all
warm, dry, and now drained. Eddie and Tyler climbed the stairs with Darius and
me in tow. They headed to Tyler's bedroom and showed us to the guest bedroom,
where we collapsed on the bed in each other's arms. Brandon and Sho each took a
couch in the basement, and each drifted off to sleep with Brandon thrilled to
have finally cast out his demons and Sho equally thrilled to have lived out his
fantasy with a guy who proved to be as hot and cool in real life as on screen.