Date: Sun, 2 Dec 2007 11:51:14 -0800 (PST) From: Bob Archman Subject: Big Brother, the Twins and Santa 4 Big Brother and the Twins meet Santa 4 By Bald Hairy Man This story is intended for adults who are interested in gay stores involving man to man sex. If you aren't interested, or are too young to read the story, Do Not! This is a fantasy, not a sex manual. If you have any comments on the story send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com. We had a quiet evening of work at the lodge. Ed, Beau and Connor were busy trying to work out things. I was in the Jacuzzi with Tim, Kurt and Kip. Kurt and Kip were both a bit shy. Shy can coexist with horny as it turns out. With the other men busy planning the video, we were in a quiet corner of the room. After my conversation with Kip earlier, I got close to him and felt him out. He jumped a little, but then he felt my equipment. All was well. Kip sat on the edge of the tub and I had some quality time with his cock. Glancing over to Tim I saw he was working over Kurt. Kip wasn't handsome in a conventional way. He was more like Bluto than Brad Pitt, but when God passed out masculine characteristics, he gave Kip a double dose. I like that a lot. He was also shy and not very demonstrative. From our conversation I knew he had strong emotions, but he was brought up not to show them. My Dad was that way, so I understood. Not showing emotion is easy for a man to do, but hard for a cock. You can try to be a cool and collected as an iceberg, but the cock has a mind of its own. Kip's sure did. Guys joke about thinking with their cocks, but sometimes the little brain in your cock head knows more about you than the big organ in your skull. I grant the little brain has a one track mind, but that's good sometimes. When everything is rational and planned in advance, you need something to break through and force some big time release. For some people the cock is a sensory organ, but for Kip it also was the only way he could show emotion. Kip had strong emotions and luckily he possessed just the right organ to express that emotion. I had played a little with Kip at one of the parties, but had never focused on him. He and his cock were in the general genital haze at the party. Kip possessed a fire plug type cock. He was hairy and his cock and balls faded into his thick pubic forest. He had big balls and his uncut cock head was the only part of his penis to show. He didn't seem to get hard easily. That problem was solved by my tongue. The second my tongue touched the puckered end of his foreskin, his cock began to swell. He had a telescoping cock that slowly inflated. As soon as he was hard, he started to ooze. Tim oozes a little. Kip oozed buckets. His balls must have been working overtime. I had never milked a man before, but that's what I did to Kip. Every time I tongued his cock head, or deep throated his cock, I was rewarded with his balls' rich brew. I really wasn't much into pre cum before, but the stuff grows on you. At first it was just okay, then it got interesting. After a minute or two I couldn't get enough of it. Part of it was due to the pre cum itself, but Kip did his part too. As he got more excited, he became more responsive. Everything I did caused a reaction. It was nice to have a grown man appreciating me so much. Kip was on the side of the tub with me in the water. My ass was aimed at Tim and Kurt. That must have been too much for them. I felt a finger exploring my ass. Tim's cock followed shortly. Kip loved that. Kip was really excited, but he had a slow burning fuse. By this time, his ball juice began to spurt. I thought he had shot off at first, but it was definitely pre cum and not sperm. Tim pulled out after a while and a thicker organ entered. It was Kurt. Kip was in heaven. "Hold off," he cried. "I don't want to shoot off yet." We broke apart. I took Kip's place on the edge of the pool and Kip took my place in the water and started to suck me. This was good. Kip had his ass in the air and it was available, so I had a good idea what he wanted. I didn't know who would rise to the bait. Tim was first up with a tube of lube and willing fingers. Kip jumped a little at the first touch, then relaxed. Tim had truly magic fingers and Kip was open and willing by the time Tim was ready to substitute his cock for the fingers. To the side I saw Kurt lubricating his cock. Apparently a pitch hitter was in the wings. Kip couldn't see his brother since he face was buried in my crotch. A second or two later, Tim and Kurt traded places and Kurt's meat went deep on the first thrust. Somehow Kip seemed to immediately know it was his brother's cock in his ass. It was a total and complete success. Later I found out Kip wasn't much of a bottom, but it seemed he just needed the right person to knock at the back door. I felt Kip relax as Kurt's member slowly massaged his ass. Sometime you want something really bad and when it happens, it's not what you hoped for. Kip and Kurt were lucky. It was good. I could only guess what they were feeling. Tim and I had been messing around for five years, and doing heavy duty stuff for three. Kurt and Kip had been at it for twenty or thirty years. We'd tried out a lot of things, but I was always looking for something new and different. It wasn't that what we did was bad. We were good at it, but sex is so good, you always hope you will find something that will make it better. I think I understood Kurt and Kip. Tim and I are brothers, best friends and sex buddies. Anything that gives him more pleasure gives me pleasure too. They had been together for their entire lives and had just found something new. What more could you ask for? The four of us had a good time. Once the anal flood gates were opened, Kurt and Kip got into it big time. They were naturals. When Tim and I first tried it, it wasn't a total success. We didn't use enough lube and we hadn't realized you need to take your time. It wasn't bad enough to never do it again, but we had to work on it. Kip was a surprise. Now that he liked getting fucked, Kip was open for business on the first thrust. As far as I can tell Kip hadn't been into fucking much until Kurt opened him up. It seems in the lean period Kip had a lot of bottom needs that had built up over the years. The next day Tim and I both fucked him as did Beau, Connor and Ed. Kip was into it. Kip and Kurt were feeling good, but not as good as Ed. Ed had just discovered that one of his extras had special abilities. It turns out big, macho bottoms are much desired in the gay porn business. Beau discovered something else about Kip. Beau was into close-ups as a camera man. Connor did the overall views. ACME movies were filled with close ups of spurting cocks and cum drenched faces. While Beau got the ejaculating cocks, Connor would get the face. You could follow the action both emotionally and genitally. Kip possessed a photogenic ass and he had great control over his sphincter muscle. He had a neat pillow of muscle surrounding the central hole. It was pink and pretty in contrast to his hairy ass. The hair was orderly and grew in swirls that complimented his muscular buns. When a lubricated cock head touched his ass the pillow almost dilated and opened slightly. Guys talk about ass lips, but Kip had them. It was as if his ass was kissing the cock as it went in. Kip also could keep is ass open for several seconds after the cock pulls out. Sometimes you could get in again before the hole closed. Once when I fucked him, I pulled out just before I popped. Beau got a picture of the volley of cum shooting into Kip's open ass. The white and glistening ribbon of sperm shot directly into Kip's gaping hole. Boy, did Ed like that picture. Kip liked being photographed as long as it didn't focus on his face. That wasn't a problem in porn movies. Faces are optional. Kip easily was old enough to be my father, but I felt protective of him. He was shy and not self assured. Kurt was the classic mother lioness protecting his cub. He liked sex and he liked porn, but he wasn't about to let it hurt anyone, least of all his brother. Fortunately, Kip liked the attention. He was a little bit like the people on the make over programs on the television. He underestimated his attractiveness, and once he found out people liked him, he felt good about himself. We got back to Baltimore Sunday night and the final preparations for the movie went into high gear. Sean had a script ready. The basic outline of the movie was under way. Ed transformed one side of his loft into a Santa's wonderland. They had the chair and castle like North Pole with room for Santa's helpers. The action in the movie was to take place before and after Santa's hours so there would be no need for children. It was a cheesy set, but looked great in the camera. We began shooting the movie two weeks later. The first scenes were short, suck them, fuck them and leave them interludes. I got to fuck Connor and Tim got sucked by Sean. We both run into Ed, who is playing a talent agent. He fucks us and takes off with our money. The movie is narrated by Santa who fills in the gaps in the story. The only acting was to pretend we were tops only and that Ed's cock hurt us. I shot off while he fucked me. They said that was okay. They edited it out and used my orgasm later in another scene. We also get to fuck over the dwarfs, Ellis and Kip. Later we do Juan and Jose. They are supposed to be department store employees. Beau said there wasn't much acting involved and he was right. Most of us weren't actors so that was fine. I was afraid the repetitive nature of the early scenes would get boring and was worried about my ability to stay hard and produce climaxes on demand. Staying hard was no problem at all as it turned out. Tim and I seemed to be always ready. While shooting off on demand was a problem, shooting off was not a problem at all. Constant sexual stimulation seems to have sent out balls into overdrive. Ed admired that. "Your last orgasm of the shoot is just as good as the first," he said. "I thought you were going to chip the concrete wall the last time you shot off!" We had one problem with the movie making process. We tended to get carried away and ad lib. Luckily ACME wasn't a professional video company. Ed liked to watch us going at it. Beau and Connor figured they could cut and paste the final movie. One thing worked out well. Normally you need to space the sex scenes so the stars have a chance to recharge. With two sets of twins and two sets of guys who could pass for twins, there was no need to wait. There always was a back up ready. The camera does funny things. It was hard to tell Kurt and Kip apart, especially in close ups. I was shocked to find my cock in one of Tim's scenes. Kurt possessed Kip's ass in several scenes. This was a little unsettling to me. While Zoltan and Tibor were identical, Tibor was a nice, open, bottom pig who loved getting fucked. Zoltan would fight you so hard I was afraid I was hurting him. When I felt his cock, it would be rock hard and coated in precum. Tim got to fuck Tibor in the first scene. I got Zoltan. We had a battle during our scene. He was strong and it was supposed to be a wrestling match that ends with me fucking him. He must have known something about wrestling, and it was a battle. I got in his ass, but it was real work. When the scene was over, he rolled on his back and I saw his bloated cock. It was awfully attractive so I straddled him and sat on it. His cock was coated in precum and it felt great. I twitched on his pole, then Zoltan and I had a hot make out session. The cameras were still rolling. Beau caught me skewering myself on Zoltan's meat. I would lean over to kiss Zoltan and only the cock head would remain in my ass. When I sat up again, the organ returned. You could tell how I was trying to rub his cock against my prostate. It was obvious when he shot off. When Zoltan pulled out, he was still shooting. Dwarf cum drooled out of my ass. I knew that Beau was taking these pictures because Connor appeared out of nowhere and rimmed my ass, then sucked Zoltan's still shooting organ. He got carried away. "That was one hell of a scene," Beau said to me. Zoltan and I were all sitting around waiting for the next shoot. We had just showered and had some time to relax since it was Tim's turn next. I was on a couch with Zoltan cuddled next to me. "It got more intense than I expected," I said. "It was better than I expected," Zoltan said. "It was beautiful. If all gay movies are like this, sign me up for the next one." "I thought you were fighting me?" I asked. "Let me tell you a secret," Zoltan replied. "Sex is best for me when the cock is one size bigger than my ass. You meat was just right. I'm not a natural bottom. I guess you could say getting fucked is an acquired taste for me. My mind is okay with it, but my ass resists. I fight it until you pop through the sphincter. It was very exciting." "You could tell," Beau said. "You could tell when Ted's knob reached your prostate." "Maybe technically Ted hit my prostate. My prostate must be linked to my heart and my brain," Zoltan said. "It was as if my entire body turned into a sex organ. You felt the same, didn't you?" he added, looking at me. I nodded. "I never guess in a million years a beautiful boy like Ted would impale himself on my dick without being told to." Zoltan added. "Most of the men we run into either are curious, or doing it on a dare. They want to screw the circus freaks. Tim and Ted can pick whoever they have sex with." "Somehow, once we got going, it was hard to think of you as anything but a man," I said. Zoltan looked at me. He had a tear in his eye. I smiled. "It helps that you're horse hung and masculine enough to make Chuck Norris look like a hairdresser's assistant." We all burst out laughing. Tim and Tibor were ready for their closeups. Eskimoes are supposed to have thirty of forty words for snow. English needs more words for fuck. Zoltan and I had a "blow your minds" fuck. Tibor and Tim had a "let's see how much fun we can have" fuck. It seems to me there are casual fucks, recreational fucks, forcible fucks, obligatory fucks and trolling for a partner fucks. Some people screw because it's expected, to gain some advantage or power, and some fuck for pure enjoyment. The only constant is that a cock is involved and an opening. One word, fuck, covers all of it, but it's not a useful world. It's like the word Latino. Latinos can be Spanish, Portugese, Irish, German, Mayan, Aztec or Inca. Tim was into the friendly approach to fucking. He tended to be relaxed and casual. He gives the impression he could be doing a crossword puzzle and fuck a hot dude at the same time. This would normally be a problem in a sex movie, where relaxed isn't the objective. Fortunately, Tim's cock was almost never relaxed. It gets hard at the smallest whiff of sex. As the scene progresses, Tim's body follows his cock's lead. From all but complete relaxation, the intensity builds until the final sexual explosion. This caught Tibor off guard. What started as two friends screwing on a boring Sunday afternoon turned into two dogs in heat. At the end of the day we all relaxed and had a few beers.