Date: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 19:14:41 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: Aaron Gets His Wish - Chapter 20 Copyrighted 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013: This story is protected under US copyright law. No part of it may be reproduced in any way without the express written consent of the author. The author grants http://www.nifty.org/ and its mirror sites permission to post the story on their websites. DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of homosexual activities. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it! Aaron Gets His Wish Chapter Twenty ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As you'll recall, we left off in our last chapter with Aaron finally realizing his wish! In fact, recently he got both of his wishes! Finally, just after school began, and shortly after Aaron's family had moved to their new home, Aaron invited Kyle over for a sleepover, and during that visit, they finally entered into a sexual relationship with each other! Since then, nearly daily after school, he and Kyle got together at Kyle's house, on the pretext of working on their homework together. Rather than doing school work though, they only spent time studying each other's anatomy, and naturally - helping to relieve each other a few times, either manually, orally, or both. They did attempt anal intercourse one time, with Aaron offering to "bottom" for Kyle, but it had ended disasterously, with poor Aaron feeling as if Kyle had literally ripped him a new one. They hadn't attempted intercourse again after that, although both were really disappointed by their inability to do so. At the same time that Aaron and Kyle were becoming regular fuck buddies, their emotional bond blossomed and grew as well, to the point both began to realize they had feelings for each other. Then, finally, one day after Kyle spilled the beans that he had seen Mark masturbating while viewing a picture of two boys copulating, and therefore, he guessed Mark was gay, Aaron had decided to try and find out if Kyle was right. He snuck into Mark's room that night, got naked, and crawled into bed with him. Nothing happened until the next morning though. Although Aaron intended to talk with Mark about what Kyle had told him, and try to get Mark to admit to being gay, Mark wasn't yet awake when Aaron woke up. Naturally, Aaron woke up with morning wood. Being hornier than usual, due to his close proximity to Mark's naked body, he couldn't control himself, and carefully crawled between Mark's legs and began to give Mark a blow job. He intended to stop before Mark woke up, but once Mark began oozing pre-cum, which tasted so good to Aaron, he got carried away with himself, and sucked on Mark a little longer than he should have. Unbeknownst to Aaron, Mark wasn't really asleep though. He was only pretending to be asleep, and let Aaron have his way with him, to the point that Mark had an enormously passionate orgasm, and blew load after load of hot semen down Aaron's throat. The fact that Aaron didn't back off either before he came, or once he started cumming, of course surprised Mark. Afterward, while Aaron, who was relieved that Mark hadn't woken up, was relaxing next to a "sleeping Mark", Mark suddenly asked if it tasted good, shocking and scaring Aaron half to death. Naturally Aaron was mortified, and terrified of Mark's reaction would be. Mark however realized this, and calmed the boy down. They finally admitted to each other then that they were each gay, and both were overjoyed! Of course the first thing Mark did was help Aaron get some relief as well! Finally Aaron had had sex with his brother! His greatest wish had come true! Being that nobody was home at the time, one thing progressed to another, and the boys had several more encounters, during which, Aaron asked Mark to teach him how to fuck without it hurting, which Mark did. Aaron lost his virginity to Mark then, and also learned how to be a "top" as well. In the middle of things, having gotten hungry and run downstairs for a bite to eat, while they were eating waffles with maple syrup in the kitchen, they boys experimented by using the syrup as a sex aid. They didn't realize they were being watched however, by Kyle, who had come up to the kitchen door, intending to pay a visit. As Mark took Aaron on the kitchen table then, Kyle, who was very confused, and somewhat hurt that Aaron wasn't monogamous with him, couldn't help himself, and masturbated in his pants, as he watched through the window. Later that evening, after having time to reflect on things, both boys felt guilty for having "cheated" on their boyfriends. Mark spoke with Aaron then and told him it shouldn't happen again, and quickly retreated into his room, literally shutting the door in poor Aaron's face, leaving a distressed Aaron, staring after him, both hurt and confused. While all of this was going on in Brooklyn, over in Boston, Chris Granville and his roommate Luke, who it turned out was Mark's best friend and fuck buddy Jon's older brother, were having a hard time dealing with their mutual frustration over being very horny for each other, yet having decided earlier to remain faithful to their boyfriends. When last we looked in on them, Luke had walked in on Chris, who was taking the opportunity of being alone in their room to pleasure himself. When Luke saw Chris masturbating as he slid a well-greased dildo in and out of himself, he was suddenly overcome by desire, and had stepped over to Chris, who was lying motionless staring up at him. Luke had pushed Chris's hands away, and then taken Chris's penis in one hand, and the dildo in the other, and had finished what Chris had started, giving Chris and incredible release! When he was finished, of course Luke was still filled with his own pent up frustrations, so Chris had had him lie down and then proceeded to use his dildo on him and masturbate as well. Once it was other, both were momentarily physically relieved, but shortly afterward had become overwhelmed with guilt over having cheated on their respective boyfriends. At the same time, they both realized that all they wanted was to be able to continue having sex with one another as well. Finally, after tossing and turning for some time, both had drifted off into troubled sleep. Here's exactly what was happening as we left off in the last chapter... * * * After having laid in his room contemplating all that had occurred earlier in the day, and thinking about his recent conversation with Aaron an hour or so earlier, Mark suddenly felt a little guilty as he recalled how depressed Aaron had seemed over his decision to not have sex with him again, and he began to wonder if Aaron was OK. The more he thought about it, the more he began to worry that the boy might not be taking it well, or that he might be worried about the ramifications their day together, or his decision, would have on their still-developing brotherly relationship. Finally, he got up, and pulled on his old ripped jeans sans any underwear. Quickly he opened his door, and stepped over to Aaron's door. For a moment he listened at the door, but heard nothing. He could see the light was on yet though, as it shown through the crack where the door didn't quite meet the floor. Softly Mark knocked. No answer. He knocked louder. Still no answer. Figuring Aaron may have left his room to go get a snack, but not certain, Mark tried to open the door. He was surprised to find it locked. So, he was definitely in there. Why wasn't he answering? Mark pounded loudly on the door, but still got no answer. What did it mean? He'd never locked himself in his room and not answered before! Was he that upset about things? Suddenly Mark's eyes opened wide... what if he was so depressed he killed himself!!!! "AAARONN!!" Mark bellowed and he pounded loudly on the door. Still no answer! "AAAAARRRONNNN!!!" He yelled even louder and pounded again. Still nothing! "What's all the racket?" Steve hollered, suddenly appearing at the top of the stairs with Phyllis on his heels, causing Mark to jump. "What's wrong?" Phyllis asked, in a worried tone. For a second, Mark was in a quandry. How could he explain why he was so worried about Aaron? Immediately though he realized nothing was more important than rescuing Aaron if his worst fears were true. "He won't answer, and the door's locked!" Mark cried, frantically. "Well, maybe he fell asleep," Steve said, calmly, looking at Mark as if Mark was being a little unreasonable. "Oh, I doubt he could sleep through all that racket," Gran said, breathing heavily as she too suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs, and joined them. "Steven!" Phyllis cried, alarmed. "He doesn't sleep that soundly. He would've heard Mark the way he was pounding and hollering! Maybe he's sick or hurt himself and can't answer" Steve looked at his wife for a moment as if she too was being a little unreasonable, but quickly, his expression tightened, and he turned and pounded on the door and hollered Aaron's name himself. Again there was no response from within. The color drained from Mark's face as he realized Aaron wasn't just mad at him and ignoring him, as he'd hoped. Could it be he had been so upset by Mark, he'd done something stupid? Steve and Phyllis looked at each other, worried. "Everyone stand back," Steve said, suddenly. Everyone's eyes grew big, as they stepped back and Steve backed up and raised his foot to kick the door open... And we pick up with our story now, at the same point... * * * As Steve gave a mighty kick with the bottom of his foot on the edge of Aaron's door, just above the knob, the door jamb splintered, and the bottom hinge of the door popped off the jamb altogether, as the door slammed inward. The sound of the door breaking down was finally enough to wake Aaron, who groggily came to and looked toward the door. "Oh Jesus!" Steve gasped, immediately very embarrassed. "OH!" Phyllis cried, and her eyes grew large. "Oh My!" Gran murmured. Almost instantly she was hit by a hot flash, and her eyes opened wider. "Thank God!" Mark sighed, and the tension drained from his body as he saw Aaron beginning to move. "What the He-???" Aaron gasped, blinking, as his whole family stared into his room at him. He cut himself short before swearing. "Fuck!" he cried loudly though a moment later when he suddenly realized he was still laying on top of his bed, uncovered, completely nude, and with his legs splayed, allowing them all to have a good look at his "junk". Making matters a hundred times worse was the fact that he had been dreaming about Kyle, and his penis was fully erect! "Oh Shit!" Steve groaned. Quickly he turned and looked both annoyed and questioningly at Mark, whose face initially wore a greatly relieved expression, but which quickly changed to one of extreme guilt under his father's gaze. "GET OUT!" Aaron cried desperately in a thick, but strangled tone. His ear buds popped out as he frantically rolled over onto his stomach and tried to cover himself with his bed covers. As he did, his butt came into view, and his buttocks spread apart enough for all of them to catch a glimpse of his anus as well. "Oh Honey!" Phyllis cried, rushing in, rather than leaving. "It's OK! You don't have anything we haven't all seen before!" "Although," Gran chuckled, joining her daughter. "You certainly are much more developed than the last time we saw it!" "MOM!" Phyllis cried admonishingly, as poor Aaron finally managed to cover himself and rolled back over onto his back, his face turning scarlet. "Well Phyllis," Gran said. "You WERE wondering. I guess we know now!" "Know what?" Aaron gasped, in a scandalized tone, fearing he knew the answer. "Nothing Dear!" Gran said, smiling sweetly. Then with her eyes sparkling she added "I must say, you're looking a lot more like your grandfather all the time though!" "MOM!" Phyllis cried in a scandalized and exasperated tone. "Oh hush!" Gran said. "I'm leaving. Everything's OK Aaron. Now, good night Dears!" As Gran turned to walk out of Aaron's room, her gaze fell on Mark, who was naked from the waist up. She breathed in deeply as she took a moment to drink in Mark's firmly muscled physique. After a moment, she guiltily dropped her eyes, and then noticed that Mark had apparently pulled on his jeans, which had several rips in them, without having first put on any underwear. One rather large rip was strategically placed, so that it afforded her a good glimpse of Mark's long, plump penis. As her eyes locked onto Mark's manhood, her breath caught. She paused for another moment, staring at Mark's large endowment. After having initially gotten a good look at her grandson's engorged organ, and now seeing Mark's enormous tool, Gran suddenly felt a trickle of liquid on the inside of her right thigh! Sighing, she quickly straigtened up and briskly walked out of the room, before anyone saw her face become flushed. As she hurried down the stairs to her room, Gran couldn't help pressing her hand to her cunt. As soon as she arrived at her room, Gran quickly shut and locked the door. It was then that it suddenly occurred to her most probably why her grandson's door was locked, and her breath caught again. As a vision of her grandson laying on his bed, pleasuring himself flashed through her mind, she quickly pulled her bathrobe off. Then she pulled her night gown off as well. Naked then, Gran lay down on her bed and reached down. As images of her grandson, and Mark both lying on their beds playing with their large, hard penises danced through her mind's eye, Gran gasped and gently began rubbing her clitoris. * * * Meanwhile, back upstairs, Aaron was still quite anguished over the unneccessary invasion of his privacy. "WHY did you bust my door down?" he cried, as tears of frustration and anger filled his eyes. "Um... Mark was worried something was wrong when you didn't answer," Steve said, looking embarrassed. "I fell asleep!" Aaron snapped, glaring at Mark. "Can't a person fall asleep in his own room?" "Well Dear, why did you have the door locked?" Phyllis asked. "What if you'd fallen and hurt yourself and we couldn't open the door to help you?" "I WAS ASLEEP!" Aaron cried loudly. "Well WHY did you lock the door???" Phyllis persisted, her volume increasing significantly as well. "TO KEEP PEOPLE FROM BUSTING IN ON ME UNANNOUNCED!" Aaron nearly bellowed. "Don't I deserve some privacy????" Mark gulped. He felt awful for poor Aaron. "Yes Aaron, you do," Steve said quickly in an understanding tone. "THANK YOU!" Aaron snapped loudly, but in a softer tone. His eyes were still blazing though. "However, there's no need to lock your door Aaron. Your mother's right about that. If there was an emergency we'd rather not have to break the door down. But, nobody should just walk in on you either. They shouldn't open the door unless they knock and you tell them they can come in," Steve said. "Well that didn't work this time, now did it?" Aaron groused. "But, you didn't answer!" Phyllis said, desperately. "Great Mom!" Aaron cried. "What if I'd been jer-" Suddenly he broke off, and his face immediately flushed bright red again. "What if you'd been doing what, Dear?" Phyllis asked. Steve cringed and said, "C'mon Phyllis. Enough. He's fine. I'll fix the door tomorrow." "What?" Phyllis asked, looking at her husband with a confused look on her face. "Let's go, and give Aaron his privacy," Steve said, looking apologetically at Aaron, who still looked mortified. Quickly Steve grabbed Phyllis's arm and pulled her toward the door. "What would he be doing in there that he needs to lock the door so we don't walk in on him?" Phyllis asked Steve, as he dragged her through the doorway. "What do you think?" Steve asked finally, in an incredulous sounding stage whisper. "OH!" Phyllis gasped, suddenly sounding shocked. Then in a loud whisper she added somewhat incredulously, "Really?" Mark hadn't left Aaron's room yet. As the two looked at each other, Aaron looked even more mortified than he had. Again tears stung his eyes. "Oh for Christ's sake! You saw him when we walked in. He's MORE than ready to have started!" the boys heard Steve telling his wife as their footsteps receded down the stairs. "OH MY!" they heard Phyllis gasp again in surprise. As her voice grew softer as they moved further away, they suddenly heard her saying in a sad tone, "My Baby's all grown up!" * * * As Mark quickly closed the door as best he could, given it was half hanging on its hinges, he suddenly couldn't help himself from bursting into laughter. Aaron didn't think it was funny at all though. He was absolutely mortified that his mother and grandmother had seen him naked, AND in all his glory! He wasn't crazy over the fact that his step-father had also been a witness to his embarrassment. "What the fuck did you do that for?" Aaron cried, finally, still fighting back tears. "I'm so sorry Aaron. I really am. " Mark said, his laughter finally having subsided. He felt awful for the boy now. "But, I was worried about you, so I came to check on you, and you didn't answer, and ... well... after everything that happened today, and then our last conversation, I ... well... I was worried. Really worried!" Aaron thought a moment, then his eyes opened wide. "What? Did you think just because you don't want to have sex with me anymore that I was going to kill myself or something?" He asked incredulously. Mark's face reddened, and he gulped as he looked at Aaron. "Oh my God! That is what you thought!" Aaron cried, incredulously. "Weeellll..." Mark said, grasping at straws. "You seemed really upset when I said we shouldn't be together anymore because we both have boyfriends, and then you didn't answer when I knocked, so...." Aaron stared at Mark incredulously for a minute. As he did, his emotions dulled a bit, and finally he sighed and said, "Well... Thanks for caring. But, I'm not the type to do something like that. If I was, I'd have been long gone, years ago. So don't worry about me doing something stupid anymore, OK?" "I won't," Mark said, smiling a little. "I am really sorry Aaron. It's just I care about you so much, and was so worried about you." "It's OK," Aaron said, resignedly. "I wish I'd been under the covers though when they walked in, but... I guess they've all seen me naked before... although not since I hit puberty, and definitely NOT boned up on top of it...well... at least not since I was a little boy I guess." Mark couldn't help smirking slightly. "I think Gran enjoyed seeing the more mature Aaron!" Mark couldn't help saying. "STOP!" Aaron cried, scandalized. "Don't talk about Gran that way!" "What? You think she's never had sex?" Mark chuckled. "How do you think your Mom got here?" "I know she's had sex!" Aaron cried. "I just don't ever want to think about it, that's all!" Mark chuckled, and said, "OK. Anyway... are you OK? I mean I know you are now about this, but... I mean, are you OK about 'us'?" "Yeah," Aaron said. "Before I fell asleep, I thought about things, and ... well... in some ways I see your point... and even though I don't entirely like it that we can't do anything anymore, I get that we're still brothers." "Yes, we are!" Mark smiled. "I love you Mark!" Aaron said. "But, only as a brother. OK?" "Cool!" Mark said. "Cause that's how I feel about you too!" "Cool!" Aaron said. "So... you can sleep with me if you want," Mark said, surveying the door as it hung crookedly in the broken jamb. Aaron thought a minute and said, "It's OK. I doubt they'll be back tonight, and even if they do come back, they've seen everything I got now anyway." Mark chuckled, but looked a little concerned. Guessing Mark's thoughts, Aaron said, "Besides, I'm not sure if we slept together again so soon after today, that I'd be able to keep my hands to myself, so..." Mark grinned and said, "I hear ya. I think I'd have that problem too!" Aaron grinned back. "G'night then," Mark said. "G'night," Aaron replied. Mark left then and closed the door as best he could. Aaron got up and straightened out his bed, then crawled under the covers. He didn't fall asleep right away though, as his mind was a swirl of thoughts over all that had occurred that day. Finally though, after an hour or so, he did drift back to sleep. In his room, Mark too stripped down and crawled into bed. He didn't fall asleep very quickly either, as he too was having a myriad of thoughts over all that had occurred. It was nearly 2 a.m. before he finally dozed off. * * * The next morning, when Mark woke up, he heard the shower going, so he laid in bed, waiting for Aaron to finish up. When he heard Aaron leave the bathroom and close what was left of his bedroom door, Mark quickly go up and dashed into the bathroom. Quickly Mark lifted the toilet seat and then bent forward, and directed his penis, which was fully engorged, down into the bowl. For several seconds then, he emptied his bladder. When he was finished, his erection had softened somewhat, so he quickly dropped the toilet seat and spun around and settled down onto it, carefully pointing what was left of his hardon, downward. As he relaxed, he immediately felt his bowels beginning to move, and a moment later, he gave a slight gasp as a rather long, thick turd passed out of his body, and splashed down into the toilet. "Whew!" Mark said, smiling slightly as he began spinning the roll of toilet paper then to get a wad to wipe with. As soon as Mark had cleaned himself, he got up, and jumped into the shower. As Mark bent forward to adjust the water temperature, he grinned when he saw what was clearly a small glob of semen on the spigot. Apparently Aaron had jacked off in the shower and hadn't noticed it when he washed the walls down afterward. Mark scooped it up and held it to his nose and sniffed. His own penis began rapidly filling with blood as he caught the faint scent of Aaron's cum. Grinning, he quickly finished adjusting the water, then got under the spray and got all wet. A moment later, he stepped out from under the flow of water, and reached for a bottle of shampoo. Quickly Mark poured a liberal amount of it into his hand, then having set the bottle down, he quickly lathered up his hair, and then used what was leftover to slather his body with suds as well. By the time his hands reached his groin, his penis was stiff as a board. Smiling, he helped himself to another handful of shampoo. This he used solely to soap up his cock and balls. Then, once he was all slick and soapy, he began rythmically sliding his hand up and down his rigid rod. "Mmmm...." he moaned, and he smiled a bit, as he imagined Aaron doing the same thing, just minutes earlier. For a couple of minutes then, Mark stroked steadily up and down on his manhood, sending waves of pleasure pulsating through his body. As he worked on himself, he felt his body slowly starting to tense up and build toward a climax. Breathing heavier, as he sped up a little, Mark cupped his soapy scrotum in his hand and kneaded his testicles as well, reaching backward with his middle finger to massage his swollen perineum at the same time. About a half minute later, Mark began quickly approaching his peak, and he sped up a bit more, and squeezed his balls, which felt a bit larger, a bit harder. "AAwwww!!!" Mark gasped a few seconds later as his body suddenly tensed completely, then relaxed, as he blew a long, thick streak of semen against the far end wall of the shower. "Mmmmmm..." he moaned, smiling slightly, when a second later, he spasmed pleasurefully again, and expelled another string of cum. His eyes closed, and he groaned softly as his third wave of joy washed over him. Mark continued pumping his tool for several seconds then, spasming a few more times, until his orgasm ended. "MMmmmm..." he moaned, a second later, as he spasmed a last time and oozed a final bit of cum. "Damn!" Mark gasped, then he muttered soberly to himself. "Well... it's better than nothing, but... it's not like being with Aaron!" * * * A few minutes later, having dried off, and gotten dressed, Mark joined everyone down in the kitchen. As he walked in, Mark could feel a bit of tension in the room. Aaron, who looked a little pink-faced, was sitting in his place at the table, quietly staring down at his plate, waiting for Gran to finish cooking him a stack of French toast. Conspicuously right in front of him sat the bottle of Maple Syrup! As Aaron looked up at Mark, and saw that Mark had seen the bottle, he blushed deeper, causing Mark to smirk slightly... which only made Aaron's face flush even darker. "Well," Gran said, as she plopped four slices of French toast down on the plate in front of Aaron, " I thought we had more syrup than this, but mysteriously we don't, so you'll have to share what's left!" Mark couldn't stop from grinning then, as poor Aaron turned even brighter red. "Are you OK Honey?" Phyllis asked, taking note of his flushed face. "Fine Mom," Aaron muttered, and quickly he set about buttering his French toast. "Mark would you like some French toast too Dear?" Gran asked. "Yes please Gran," Mark said, as he stepped over to the coffee machine and got out a mug and poured himself a cup of coffee. "So, what's on your agenda today?" Phyllis asked Steve. "Well," he said, looking at Mark with a slightly annoyed expression. "I guess I'll repair Aaron's bedroom door first thing." Poor Aaron bloomed even brighter, as he poured some syrup on his French toast. As the aroma of the syrup filled his nostrils, all Aaron could think of was breathing in the same scent when he had his face buried between Mark's ass cheeks, as he slid his tongue as far into Mark's rectum as he could push it, trying to get every last drop of Maple syrup he'd just squirted into him, back out of him. Naturally, his penis instantly began to expand in his pants. "Oh Steve!" Phyllis said, suddenly. "I dropped something earlier, and when I bent down to pick it up, I noticed there are marks on the floor that I don't think were there before. Look!" She pointed down then near the feet of the table, where the boys had scraped the linoleum with the table as they fucked on it. Both Aaron and Mark blushed, as the adults looked down at the marks. "You're right!" Steve said. "I don't remember them being there before. And they definitely came from the table - you can see how the spots on the floor match up to where the feet of the table are." "I wonder how that happened!" Phyllis exclaimed. "I can't recall moving the table about enough to cause those marks. It almost looks as if it was shoved back and forth, over and over, for a while!" Both boys faces began to burn as they bent forward over their plates, but eyed each other out the tops of their eyes. Between the smell of the syrup, and recalling how he'd plowed in and out of Aaron's rectum, as Aaron lay splayed over the table, which had caused the marks on the floor, Mark's penis too quickly went rigid in his pants. God! He wished he could travel back in time and be at the point he was sliding his cock into Aaron's hot, tight asshole again! "I don't suppose you can fix that?" Gran asked, looking critically at the spots on the floor. "I don't think so," Steve said. "Best I think we can do is put something under the feet of the table to stop them from scratching the floor if it moves about like that. I think I might have something we can use." "I think maybe I'll get an area rug to go on the floor under it too," Phyllis said. "That might be nice," Gran said, as the adults all straightened up. "My goodness Aaron!" Phyllis exclaimed. "You're bright red!" "And stiff as a board too," poor Aaron thought, as he quickly shoved another wad of food in his mouth. Forever after, Aaron was sure that whenever he ate anything with maple syrup on it, he'd find the scent most erotic, as he'd always remember what he and Mark had done with it. As Aaron loved pancakes and French toast all slathered in syrup, the thought dismally to himself, "Unless I stick to cereal or eggs, I'm always going to be hard at the breakfast table from now on!" "I'm fine!" he groused thickly with his mouth full. He furrowed his brow and glared at his mother a little then, as he continued chewing, hoping she'd leave him alone. "Well, if you're sure...." Phyllis said, not sounding convinced at all, but realizing she should drop the subject. A surprised look crossed her face when her glance passed over Mark, and she noticed he too was rather red-faced. As she was about to ask him if he felt OK, she noticed he didn't look very happy himself, and wisely she decided to drop the matter. Mysteriously, a few minutes later, both boys' color appeared to have returned nearly to normal. The kitchen remained quiet then as Aaron stuffed food in his mouth, Mark sipped his coffee and read the sports section of the paper, Steve and Phyllis returned to their reading too, and Gran busied herself at the stove. Shortly, after having finished eating and bussed their dishes to the sink, both Aaron and Mark bounded back up the stairs. Mark was surprised when Aaron quickly went into his room and closed what was left of his door. Frowning, Mark went to his own room, and settled in to work on a project for school. * * * A little while later, when Steve came upstairs to repair Aaron's door, Aaron didn't know what to do with himself, so he retreated to the bathroom and called Kyle to see if he could go visit him. Kyle sounded surprised, but then elated that Aaron was calling, and quickly told Aaron he'd love to have him come over. Grinning, Aaron said he'd be there shortly, and hung up. Quickly he ran downstairs and asked his mother if he could ride his bike over to Kyle's house for a while, and she said he could, so grinning, Aaron dashed out the door and got his bike out, then peddled as fast as he could over to Kyle's house. "So, what's going on?" he asked, as Kyle let him in. He noticed immediately that Kyle had a strangely pensive look on his face. As he'd waited for Aaron to arrive, Kyle had thought things over, and began to worry about the true nature of Aaron's visit. He wondered if Aaron was going to blow him off and tell him he didn't want to be friends anymore, now that he and Mark were so close. "Nothing," Kyle said, nonchalantly. Aaron looked carefully at him, and Kyle blushed a little. Still he seemed nervous and depressed. He did have a tent in his pants though, Aaron noticed. "You alone?" Aaron whispered, smiling a little at Kyle's bulge. Kyle nodded, and Aaron grinned widely then. "Cool!" Aaron said, as he felt his penis flex strongly in his pants. "Maybe we can try butt fucking again!" "What?" Kyle asked, surprised, and confused. His penis began to deflate as he recalled their last unsuccessful attempt, and he wondered why Aaron would suggest that. Then an instant later he remembered watching Mark fucking Aaron on the kitchen table, and realized Aaron must've liked it. He didn't understand though why if Aaron could have Mark, he'd want him. Or maybe Mark wouldn't let him fuck him, and he wanted to fuck him now! Aaron noticed the confusion on Kyle's face, and attributed it to the fact that he must be recalling how they hadn't been able to do it properly when they'd tried before. Quickly, he grinned and said, "Yeah... listen, I know last time it didn't work, but... well, something happened and now I know how to do it so it won't hurt." "What happened?" Kyle asked, sounding oddly short. Of course he knew what had happened - Mark had taught him how to butt fuck, but he wondered how Aaron would get around telling him about what he and Mark had done. "Well," Aaron said, looking a little uncomfortable, and as if he was wrestling with himself over what to say. "I gotta tell you something, but you gotta promise to NEVER tell ANYONE ok? Can you promise?" Certain Aaron would never tell him about being with Mark, Kyle was very curious what Aaron would say instead. Looking curiously at him, he nodded. Quickly then Aaron said "Remember how you said you thought Mark was gay, and you told me about the picture he was looking at on his computer?" "Yeah," Kyle said, a little surprised. Was Aaron going to tell him what really happened between him and Mark? "Well... I got Mark to admit he's gay, and then I got him to teach me how to fuck!" Aaron blurted, grinning incredulously at Kyle. Kyle's jaw dropped, and he just stared at Aaron, who just stared back at him with a shit-eating grin on his face. "WHAT? H-how'd you do all that?" Kyle asked finally, unable to believe Aaron was actually telling him about it. He'd been sure Aaron would never tell him about being with Mark. Aaron told him then about sucking on Mark while he was asleep, and then finding out Mark wasn't asleep, and then how they'd both admitted to each other they were gay, and then how he'd asked Mark to teach him to fuck, and how Mark had. Throughout, as he went into great details, Kyle just stared at him with huge eyes, and a gaping mouth. "So I can't wait for us to be able to do it now!" Aaron finished, grinning. "Really?" Kyle asked, incredulously. He couldn't believe Aaron would want to be with him if he could have Mark instead! "Hell YEAH!" Aaron cried, then after a second he asked in an odd tone, "Um... you got any maple syrup?" Kyle's eyes bugged out then and his cock surged with excitement as he stared at Aaron, who was still grinning, but also had begun blushing a little. "You'll never believe what Mark taught me you can do with it!" Aaron chortled, and then as he blushed darker, he grinned. "S-so... if Mark's so great, and does all this with you, why are you here with me?" Kyle asked, not wanting to ruin his chances at having sex again with Aaron, but needing to know how Aaron really felt. Aaron looked at Kyle a minute, then finally realized what Kyle was thinking. Sighing, and smiling, he said "I love Mark, and he's the best big brother I could wish for, and the sex we had was awesome, but, well... he's my brother, and we'll always be brothers, but... I guess we both need to have our own lives too, and I really like you Kyle, and I want us to always have sex and be together! When you and me have sex it's awesome too, and I just want us to be able to have even awesomer sex all the time now too! And ass sex too!!!" His heart soaring, Kyle was suddenly unable to contain himself. As his eyes welled with tears, he leaped at Aaaron and impulsively hugged him, and to his own surprise, blurted, "I love you Aaron!" Aaron's cock flexed when he heard Kyle's words, and felt his firm body hugging him and his cock poking into him. "I love you too man!" He said, grinning. The two hugged tightly, then Kyle pulled back and looked at Aaron. Suddenly, their expressions grew serious, then Aaron leaned in and kissed Kyle the way Mark had kissed him. At first Kyle's eyes bugged out, then suddenly, as he realized what Aaron's kiss meant, Kyle's joy knew no bounds, and he nearly creamed his pants, and he mimicked what Aaron was doing in response. For a minute or so then, the two kissed passionately, and ground their pelvises into each other. Finally, feeling a little light-headed and needing to breathe through his mouth as well as his nose, Aaron broke their kiss. Panting, the boys grinned incredulously at each other for a moment. Then, Aaron said, "So where's that syrup at?" Kyle's cock surged with excitement as he recalled what he'd seen Mark doing to Aaron with the syrup the day before. Then, grinning, he stepped over to the refrigerator and opened it. Quickly he grabbed the bottle of Mrs. Buttersworth. "C'mon" Kyle cried, as he quickly spun around and headed for the stairs. * * * "So, what do we do?" Kyle asked, grinning at Aaron as soon as they were in his room, with the door locked, and had gotten completely naked. Smiling, Aaron said, "Lay down on the bed and let me give you a good time!" As his cock flexed, and breathing in deeply, Kyle, who couldn't stop smiling, plopped down on his bed and crawled up into the middle of it. "Well... when'd you last shower?" Aaron asked, causing Kyle to raise his eyebrows in surprise. "Just a while ago actually," Kyle said. "Why?" "You take a dump since then?" Aaron asked. "No," Kyle said, furrowing his brow. "OK," Aaron said. "Then, turn over onto your belly, and can you shove a pillow under you, so your butt's sticking up?" "Sure!" Kyle said grinning. He couldn't wait to feel whatever it was Aaron was intending to do. He prayed it was the same things he'd seen Aaron letting Mark do to him on the kitchen table. As soon as Kyle was in position, Aaron crawled between his legs, and Kyle pulled them up a bit. Smiling, Aaron placed a hand on each of Kyle's bulbular buttock and pried them apart, exposing Kyle's tight, pink asshole. "Sweet!" Aaron said, smiling, as he carefully inspected and sniffed Kyle's ass. He looked completely clean and smelled of soap just a bit yet. "So..." Kyle began, but then, as Aaron suddenly leaned in and tentatively touched his tongue directly on Kyle's rosebud, Kyle groaned, "...ooohhhhh!!!" "Oh my God!" Kyle gasped, as Aaron began deftly licking his asshole then. He'd never felt something so awesome! Aaron smiled at Kyle's response, then backed off him for a moment, and reached for the bottle of Maple syrup. "I can't believe you're licking my hole like that!" Kyle gasped, and he beamed up at Aaron, as he peered back at him. "Hang on, it gets better," Aaron said, chuckling, as he held the bottle of syrup aloft over Kyle's anus. "Ew! Feels funny!" Kyle chuckled and he squirmed slightly when he felt the syrup drizzle into his pucker. Being that Aaron loved maple syrup so much, he let a little extra drizzle around Kyle's opening, so he'd have a bit more to enjoy. "Awwwww... sweet!" Kyle drawled, when a moment later Aaron leaned back in and began slurping at the insides of his buttocks, licking up all the sweetness he'd drizzled there. Kyle gasped and moaned happily when Aaron finally returned to licking directly on his anus. By the time Aaron had all the syrup licked up, Kyle's asshole was used to Aaron's tongue and had loosened up a bit, so Aaron stopped for just a moment to drizzle a bit more syrup into the center of his hole, then Kyle gasped loudly and groaned passionately when Aaron suddenly pressed his tongue hard against his hole and pierced his opening, shoving his tongue inside his rectum. "Holy fuck man! Is your tongue inside me?" Kyle gasped incredulously. In response Aaron suddenly plunged his tongue as deeply into Kyle's hole as he could causing the boy to groan even more passionately than before. Aaron literally began tongue-fucking Kyle then, much to Kyle's delight, and he lay in absolute disbelief that his friend would even consider shoving his tongue into his ass like that. He also couldn't believe how awesome it felt. After a few minutes, Aaron's jaws were killing him, and he had to stop. Both boys were panting heavily over Aaron's ministrations. "Fuck me Aar!" Kyle gasped looking back pleadingly at Aaron, who grinned. "Where's your lube?" Aaron asked. Quickly Kyle pulled a tube of KY Jelly out of his bedside drawer, and handed it back to Aaron, who quickly lubed up his cock, and three of the fingers on his right hand. "I'll take it slow," Aaron said. "Stop me if I hurt you!" "'k!" Kyle said, grinning with anticipation. He groaned a moment later as Aaron slid his index finger easily through his loose opening and pushed all the way in until he encountered Kyle's prostate gland. "OH fuck!" Kyle groaned as Aaron began finger fucking him, massaging his gland. It felt awesome! For a half minute, Aaron used just one finger on Kyle. Suddenly though he added his middle finger, and Kyle groaned even deeper in his throat. He loved feeling so "filled"! After another minute, Aaron added a third finger, which initially Kyle thought was rather uncomfortable, but after a while decided felt great! "Just climb on and shove your dick in me already!" Kyle growled finally, staring aback at Aaron, who grinned back at him and pulled his fingers out of him. "OK, here comes," Aaron said, a moment later, after having crawled into position, and re-lubricating his hardon. Aaron pressed the head of his cock up against Kyle's opening and gently pushed forward. He was surprised at how easily he slid right through Kyle's sphincter, as Kyle gasped then groaned "Oh fuck yeah!" deep in his throat. Aaron couldn't help moaning softly at the pleasure he felt as his shaft slid smoothly into his friends warm, snug tunnel. Smiling, Aaron slid gently all the way deep up into Kyle's anal canal, until he was completely buried inside his friend. Aaron was a little surprised, but ecstatic, that Kyle seemed to be able to accommodate him so easily. "Oh you feel awesome!" Kyle grinned back at him, as Aaron settled down and lay completely on top of Kyle and held his position for a minute for Kyle to get used to him being inside him. He could tell Kyle was excited because Kyle kept on clenching at his shaft with his anus. "It feels great being inside you too!" Aaron responded smiling, and Kyle's grin broadened slightly. For a minute then, Aaron lay sprawled on top of Kyle, with his hardon shoved all the way inside him. As they laid there, both boys continually clenched their muscles, further exciting each other. "Fuck me now Aar!" Kyle gasped passionately suddenly. "Fuck me hard man!" A little surprised by the second part of Kyle's request, Aaron smiled and pulled himself up and off Kyle, then began sliding back out of him. A moment later, with Kyle moaning happily, he slid slowly all the way back into him. "Oh yeah!" Kyle moaned as Aaron began properly fucking him then. Because the boys were both so ultra-horny, it took hardly any time at all before Aaron, who was swiftly pistoning in and out of Kyle, and Kyle who was growning passionately as the head of Aaron's cock rubbed roughly back and forth over his love gland, both began to feel their orgasms forming. As Aaron felt his climax beginning to mount, he was again surprised by Kyle. "Really give it to me man!" Kyle gasped. Although he was surprised, Kyle's request excited Aaron even more, and he began pounding his hips up and down, slamming himself in and out of Kyle, who began groaning passionately, and tensing up a little. For a few seconds, Aaron rutted wildly in and out of Kyle, and both intermittently grunted and gasped, each lost in their own pleasure. Suddenly, Kyle felt his body involuntarily tensing up, and he knew he was about to blow. He fought as hard as he could to hold back, but finally, just as Aaron was violently shoving his meat back up his ass, Kyle clenched tightly, gasped and groaned gutterly, then cried "FUUuuccckk!" as he suddenly exploded and shot a huge glob of hot, thick cum out his urethra, saturating the pillow underneath him. Feeling Kyle's orgasm begin, caused Aaron to rocket toward his own climax. For a second, he began slamming himself in and out of Kyle even harder, as Kyle tensed, gasped, and swore again when he shot his second load. Less than a second later, as Aaron sank back into Kyle, who was clamping around Aaron's cock a third time, Aaron too tensed, gasped, and moaned loudly, as he felt a gush of liquid rush through his cock, and exit, liberally coating the insides of Kyle's intestinal tract. For the next few seconds, as Aaron continued fucking Kyle, the two boys spasmed over and over, each enjoying one of their singular most enjoyable sexual experiences they'd had together up until that point. Kyle of course finished cumming a couple of seconds or so before Aaron did. When both were finished, Aaron slowed his pace considerably, but slowly continued rising and sinking up and down, sliding in and out of Kyle. Within a few strokes, Kyle involuntarily shuddered a moment, then Aaron did the same, as each of them, released the last of their residual semen. Finally, completely spent, Aaron let his sweat-coated body sink down on top of Kyle's equally as damp body. As he did, his cock slid completely into Kyle. * * * "God damn!" Kyle gasped, as Aaron's full weight settled on his back. "That was fucking awesome!" "I know!" Aaron gasped. "So, was it as good as it was with Mark?" Kyle asked, as he continued gasping for breath. "Well..." Aaron, whose lungs were heaving for air as well, said. "It was - fucking awesome, but, it was with Mark too." "But which was better?" Kyle persisted. "And tell me the truth." Aaron thought a moment. It had been great with Mark, but equally as great with Kyle, but in some way different too. How could he say what he wanted to say? Finally, just as Kyle was starting to feel worried, Aaron smiled and said, "Well, like I said, it was great with Mark, and with you too, but, with you... it was more special somehow. I don't exactly know how to explain it - just, well... what made it so special was that I felt really great because I was making you have such an awesome time, so it made my time really awesome then too!" Kyle thought for a minute, then finally, he relaxed a little and smiled. "It was special for me too, because you were the guy who was inside me!" he said. "I love being inside you!" Aaron said softly. "I just wish I could crawl completely up inside you!" "Well, that'd be different!" Kyle said, and he snickered. "Sorry Aar, but my hole's not quite that big!" "You asshole!" Aaron said, and he jabbed Kyle roughly in the ribs with both hands. "Aaaahhh!!!" Kyle cried out, then started to giggle. Grinning, Aaron began repeatedly jabbing and grabbing Kyle's ribs, sending the boy into a convulsive fit of giggling and laughter. As Aaron tried his best to hold his friend down, and tickle him unmercifully, Kyle tried his best to toss Aaron off of him, and get out from under him. In doing so, of course Aaron's dick, which had started to soften, slid out of him. Kyle twisted around then, so he was facing Aaron, who continued straddling him. Together, shrieking with laughter, the boys wrestled and tried to best each other, until finally, both were exhausted, and Aaron cried "Truce!" Both stopped then, and gasping for breath, Aaron again sank down on top of Kyle. Smiling, Kyle wrapped his arms around Aaron, and hugged him. For a moment the two lay together, with their messy dicks pressed between them, as they recovered from their struggling. After a couple minutes passed, Aaron began to work his arms under Kyle, and hugged him back, then, he held his head up and looked down into Kyle's eyes and said, "I love you Kyle." As Kyle automatically broke into a grin, he felt his eyes sting a little. Aaron smiled when he saw Kyle's lips tremble slightly. "I love you too," Kyle finally managed to reply. Grinning, Aaron leaned down then and lowered his lips to Kyle's, and tenderly he kissed Kyle. Instantly Kyle responded, and Aaron opened his lips then, and pressed his tongue against Kyle's lips. Kyle opened his mouth then and the boys' tongues delved into each other's mouths. For a few minutes then, the two slowly and sensually kissed. As they kissed, both began to harden again, and soon, they were grinding their hips together as well. Neither wanting the happiness and pleasure they were feeling to end, neither broke their kiss, and they just continued holding each other, kissing each other deeply, and grinding their pelvises together. After about 10 minutes, both boys realized they were building toward another climax. Neither felt compelled to stop what they were doing, and thus continued, until a minute or so later, as they passionately kissed, they'd begun rutting against each other. Suddenly first Aaron, then Kyle blew over the edge, and groaning continually, deep in their throats, as they continued passionately sucking on each other's tongues, they each spasmed, repeatedly, ejaculating several squirts of cum between their bellies. When they'd both stopped cumming, Aaron finally backed off Kyle. "Son of a Bitch!" he declared, as they both gasped for breath. "I never thought anything like that could happen," Kyle gasped, looking incredulously up at Aaron. "I know," Aaron said. The two stared at each other for a moment, then Aaron gasped, "God I love you!" "Me too!" Kyle said. Aaron collapsed on top of Kyle again then, but this time, he let his head fall next to Kyles, and the two simply held onto each other, while they continued recovering from their exertion. Eventually, they both caught their breath, and finally, Aaron crawled up off Kyle. "God damn we made messes of each other!" Kyle noted. Aaron chuckled and agreed. "Would it be OK if we took a shower?" Aaron asked. "Only if we take it together!" Kyle declared. "That's exactly what I meant," Aaron grinned. "Oh fuck!" Kyle said. "I'm getting hard again, just thinking about washing you, and you washing me!" Aaron, who was still grinning, felt his own dick beginning to hum again, and nodded, and said, "I know what you mean!" * * * Both grinning then, with their penises beginning to plump up again, headed to the bathroom. By the time they go there, Kyle began to feel Aaron's juices dribbling out of his anus, so he sat quickly on the toilet for a few minutes, until he'd drooled as much as he was going to, then quickly he wiped himself, and the two climbed into the shower. Together then, they boys took turns sensually washing each other off. In the end, after Kyle had washed Aaron off, as Aaron was washing Kyle, Kyle couldn't stand it, and had to get his hands back on Aaron. Together then the two sensually massaged each other's genitals and rubbed each other's asses, with soapy hands, until in the end, Kyle asked Aaron to masturbate him, so together they worked on each other, each having their third orgasm of the afternoon. Just as they were finishing rinsing off, the water spraying from the showerhead began to shoot cold water, causing them both to yelp. Quickly, as they both chuckled over having comletely drained the hot water heater, Kyle turned off the water, and they got out of the tub. After they dried off, they went back to Kyle's room. Unfortunately, they never got to do anything else, as a car suddenly pulled up to the house. Quickly they dressed, and Kyle hid the jug of maple syrup, intending to return it to the refrigerator later on. "Damn!" Kyle groused. "I never got to fuck you!" "Tomorrow!" Aaron said, smiling. "I'm sorry," Kyle said. "It's OK," Aaron said. "I had a great time! Jesus we each got off three times!" "And each time was awesome!" Kyle agreed. Then he added, "besides, I think I'd rather have you inside me than me giving it to you." "Really?" Aaron asked. "Does that bother you?" Kyle asked. "I mean I'm willing to do you too." "No," Aaron said. "I really liked doing you... although... I think I do want to try it with you doing me sometime." "We can tomorrow, like you said," Kyle said. "OK," Aaron agreed smiling. "I gotta get going now though I guess." "OK," Kyle said. He grabbed Aaron then, and pulled him to him. Automatically, the two fell into an embrace and locked mouths. A minute later, as they finally parted, both were panting, and both were sporting full-fledged hardons again. "Too bad it's so late and your rents came home already!" Aaron said, reaching down and gripping Kyle's stiff tool. "I know," Kyle agreed, quickly groping Aaron as well. "KYLE!" they heard his mother calling then from downstairs. "Are you home?" "Coming!" Kyle hollered. "I bet you wish you were!" Aaron snickered. "You too!" Kyle said, chuckling himself. The boys went downstairs then, and Aaron said "Hello and Good-bye" to Kyle's mother, and took off for home. * * * The next day, Aaron and Kyle got together again at Kyle's house, and again they were alone because both Kyle's mother and step-father were away for awhile. As they'd agreed, this time, Kyle fucked Aaron. Although Kyle had learned well from Aaron the day before and performed just ass well as Aaron had, afterward, he told Aaron that although he'd thought it was great, he really thought he preferred to be on the receiving end. For his part, Aaron was a little surprised to find that he too felt he preferred to be doing the fucking rather than receiving, although he loved it when Kyle rimmed him. Kyle smiled and said, "Well, I liked rimming you a lot, and will do that anytime you want... just, if we're gonna fuck, will you be the 'top'?" Aaron grinned and admitted he'd prefer it that way himself. "COol!" Kyle cried, relieved, and completely enthused. Instantly his cock began expanding again. The two showered together, but stopped short of giving each other an orgasm this time, and after resting a bit, Aaron fucked Kyle, and both had an awesome time. From then on, although they shared equally what they did during foreplay, when it came to intercourse, Kyle always 'bottomed' for Aaron, who was was completely happy letting him do so. * * * While Aaron was suddenly getting busier with Kyle, Mark was left alone at home, with only his right hand to keep him company. Unfortunately, even Chris was too busy during the day to have cyber sex with him. Naturally, being bored, Mark spent some time surfing porn, and masturbating. When he did jerk off though, as he lay on his bed, sliding his lubed hand up and down his tool, all he could think about was the sex he'd had with Aaron, and how awesome it was. Even trying to watch porn clips on his computer didn't help. Invariably, as he got closer and closer to his orgasm, he found himself thinking, not about Chris, or the porn he was watching, but about Aaron. By then he was so close to getting off, he just closed his eyes, and seeing and feeling Aaron in his mind, he'd swiftly finish himself off. Then, after he'd cum, as he lay staring up at the ceiling, he felt desolate, and wracked with guilt for having fantasized about having sex with his Step-brother, instead of Chris. Usually, he was so distraught, tears formed in his eyes. Finally, on the second day after Steve had had to kick Aaron's door in, while Aaron was over at Kyle's house having sex, Mark couldn't stand it any longer. He picked up his phone and miserably pressed Chris's contact button. As the phone rang a couple times, he began to relax. Maybe he'd have a reprieve and Chris wouldn't answer. A moment later, his heart constricted when he hear Chris's voice say in a sensual tone "Hey Stud! What's up?" Rather than responding with his usual, "My dick, what's up with you?", Mark felt his eyes stinging and his heart racing. Suddenly his saliva felt thick in his mouth and he had to swallow a couple times before he could finally, in a dry rasp, say "You gotta minute to talk?" "Sure!" Chris said, in a suddenly concerned tone. "What's wrong?" For minute Mark didn't know where to begin, and just sat staring dumbly at the wall, as tears welled in his eyes. He knew that no matter what he said, Chris was going to hate him. "Mark!" Chris said. "You still there?" "Uh, yeah," Mark said, and he sniffed a couple times. "Are you OK?" Chris asked, hearing Mark's snuffling. "No," Mark said. "What's wrong?" Chris asked, realizing it was going to be bad. Sniffling, Mark knew he had no choice then, but to tell Chris everything, and let the pieces fall where they would, so, a little uncertainly, he began. "First, I just need to tell you that I love you more than anyone else in the world!" Mark declared. Initially Chris smiled to himself, and said, "Me too babe!" QUickly though Chris realized, it wasn't a good thing that Mark had started out that way. "And, I never want to hurt you," Mark said. "OK," Chris said, warily now, as his stomach began to tie itself into a knot. He knew there was a "BUT" coming. "Well, I kinda screwed up I think," Mark said. "How?" Chris asked, trying to remain calm. Suddenly then, in a rush, and without stopping, he summarized for Chris what had happened between himself and Aaron. When he was finished, he added "I'm so fucking sorry Chris! I love you so much, and never meant to hurt you! I know what I did was completely wrong, and ... and, I know I don't have the right to ask you to forgive me, but... if you could at least just not give up completely on me, I promise, it'll never happen again. I do love Aaron, but only as a brother. Nothing more. It's you I'm crazy about. And I was just so fucking lonely without you! But I promise, if you'll give me a chance, I'll be completely faithful from now on, and you'll see I mean it, and..." he trailed off finally. A moment later, after a stunned Chris didn't say anything, Mark began weeping, and softly whined, "I'm so fucking sorry Chris!" As Chris listened to Mark's story, initially, he felt like he'd been hit in the chest with a cannon ball. As he continued listening to Mark, tears welled in his eyes. He couldn't believe what Mark had done. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter of this story will be published soon.