Date: Wed, 13 Oct 2010 13:23:58 -0700 (PDT) From: kevin Donovan Subject: special services division, gay male incest, chapter 28 This story continues to depict graphic descriptions of sex between males, including relatives. If that offends you, or if it is illegal to read or possess such material where you live, leave now. All characters are above the legal age for consensual sex where you live. This is a fantasy! It is entirely fictional. The author does not condone either unsafe sex or any kind of sexual abuse or exploitation of minors. Your comments are welcome at letsgonaked2000@yahoo.com SPECIAL SERVICES DIVISION CHAPTER 28 HOME FIRES BURNING "Oh, and by the way," Mom said, once all the hugging, and greeting, and obligatory, my-how-you've-grown-up's had gotten done, "you got a call from your guidance counselor at school. Seems real nice, and very interested in you. Mr. Kyle Somebody. He wants you to call him, anytime he said, at home is fine. He left a number." What could Kyle possibly want with me, just a couple of days after we left The Camp? I picked up the small bag of stuff we'd brought from Eddie's, which wasn't much, and pried my younger sisters off of Colin, dragging him upstairs with me. Yes, the girls, actually all the women, including my mom, were ga-ga over studly Colin. The fact that he was gay and attached to me didn't even slow them down, in fact, I think it made it even safer and more acceptable in their eyes to flirt with him relentlessly. Worse, he obviously enjoyed the attention. I was grateful to note that he didn't get hard, though. Two flights upstairs, I flopped onto the bed with my cell phone in hand. Colin, still glowing, fell alongside me to listen in on my side of the call. Kyle, it turns out, had taken a look at all my files and records immediately upon returning to visit his office, where he was already at work scheduling for the coming term. He did some figuring, and hatched a bold plan. I guess I forgot to mention so far that I'm pretty smart, academics-wise, anyway. Well, I should say really, really smart. All us kids do well in school--Jeff has a scholarship and all, and Mike has pretty high expectations also, but I'm probably the all-star achiever of the family, in school. I'm also a good test-taker and tend to ace those achievement things. To get to the bottom of it, Kyle had figured out a way for me to do two years of school in one, and get advance college credits to boot by maxing out my schedule. It would be a tough year, and I'd even be taking classes in the summer to finish--but I could be early-admitted to the University, and I could be with Colin in just one year, and also finish University a year-and-a-half early to boot. "It's up to you, Bud," Kyle said. "You'd miss a lot--high school graduation, being with your friends, a lot of social stuff--but in the long run, if you and Colin are serious and permanent, it could pay off." I didn't really have to think about it. One look at Colin's lit-up face when I explained it to him confirmed to me that we are, indeed, serious and permanent, and I agreed on the spot. "When I come to visit, Babe, I'll probably have to study a lot," I cautioned. "Hey, I study, too," he reminded me. He winked. "And I can take you from behind while you read or type at your laptop on the desk. I can rest a book on your lower back, too, while I fuck you." So it was settled. I hoped for a somewhat better sex life than he described, but at least I was going to get to be with my lover for real much sooner than expected. And having a semester credit when I did arrive, I could skip the mandatory dorm residence nonsense, too. My mom had no real opposition, though she kind of fretted that I'd be leaving her nest so soon. I knew Dad wouldn't object. He'd be happy for me. But Mom said, "I don't know why I thought it was a good idea to put this pool in now. With you leaving so soon, it will be just the girls, and then they will be gone, too, before we know it." This what? Pool? Yes, without saying anything, the `rents had installed a very nice in-ground pool in the back yard. It went in, basically, while we guys were at The Camp--even Jeff and Mike had not known about it, and Dad had kept his mouth shut-- and the landscape had just been completed the day before Colin and I arrived. I ran out the back door, jaw agape. It was magnificent, truly a beautiful installation, prettier than Eddie's! The back yard was always nice and private, well screened from the neighbors, and well designed. But now, the pool filled it in perfectly. There was even a covered spa set-up over by the garage/workshop building. Suddenly, Mike came out of Dad's workshop, which also housed our free weights and exercise gear, and he was stark naked. "Hey, welcome home," he called. "Come on in! Eddie Rules apply, guys!" And he dived into the pool. That meant we guys could swim nude, and the girls would at least go topless. Colin and I hurried to poolside, well I hurried anyway, dropping clothing items as we went (after flip-flops, I only had on two), and plunged in. Well, I plunged. As I surfaced, I turned to see poor Colin, totally naked, standing at the edge of the pool with Jenny hanging on one shoulder and Sarah hanging from the other, both still in their shorts and tee shirts. He fell into the pool, taking both girls with him. They came up giggling and clinging onto their naked male captive. It was pretty yucky, really. But I'm young, not stupid. I knew what the deal was with them. On the one hand, they had some trouble believing that a hunk like Colin, otherwise so eligible and desirable, was actually gay, brother's boyfriend or not. So on a very primal level, they were checking him out to see if they could "convert" him. All women do that. On the other hand, more consciously, they were just practicing their flirtation techniques on a "safe" subject. They knew Colin wasn't going to sneak down to their rooms later and ravish them. They could fine-tune their seduction skills on him, to be used to greater effect later with a desirable straight dude. Plus, I was well aware that they were All-American Girl enough just to enjoy running their hands over a hard, sleek male physique. I'd seen them do the same to Jeff and Mike sometimes, too, and increasingly, even me. So I enjoyed the cool, clear water, just occasionally glancing over at their nonsense, but not with malice. Colin ate up the attention, but after a bit, he broke away good-naturedly and swam over to me, grabbing me from behind and pulling me into his arms. NOW, his dick hardened, resting in my crack. He ran his tongue into my ear, partly, I'm sure, for the girls' benefit, just so they'd know where things stood. They got the message. Relations after that were friendly and even somewhat physical, but very brotherly, much the way they played with the rest of us guys. That evening, first Sarah and then Jenny even dispensed with their bikini bottoms when we swam again, secure in the non-sexuality of the environment. Mom, sitting at the patio table, undoubtedly noticed, but said nothing: she was just as unconcerned. Dad, of course, joined us naked, as did Jeff. My family was pretty cool, really. Not one of the females said a word about the fact that neither Colin nor I had a hair on us between the ears and the tops of our thighs, despite the fact that our trim made our dicks look gi-normous, even limp. They did comment on our matching jewelry, but only to compliment it. I went inside to the fridge to fetch us a couple of beers, and Mom, who was there putting a few things into the dishwasher, put her finger on my tit-ring, then moved it up under my chin and looked me in the eye, her smooth, naked, gay-partnered youngest son. "You've grown up on me all of a sudden, Will, and I missed it entirely," she said, a little tear in the corner of her eye. "Here you are, a beautiful, adult man, all grown up. The boy I knew just a few months ago is long gone. It happened just this summer." I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "No, Mom, that boy is still in here, and always will be. I'm still your boy, but just a man, too, Colin's man." "I guess I'll just have to share then." "I can love you both." I moved on out back to the pool deck again, and I swear she studied my ass as I walked. I smiled to myself, realizing--shit, it's an ass worth studying, damn it. Anybody can enjoy a thing of beauty, eh? "What?" asked Colin as I handed him his beer, still smiling mysteriously. "Nothing. I love my mom. I love you, too." I gave him a kiss, and he smiled, too. We slipped into boxers, our family uniform, after pool time, and adjourned to the family room. For some reason, Jeff and Mike, usually night owls, were much too tired to watch a late movie, and could hardly wait to get to bed. After twenty minutes more, Colin took pity on them and said, "You know, I'm kind of tired, too. What say we go on up to bed, too?" The girls looked disappointed and puzzled, but Mom and Dad exchanged knowing looks. They knew exactly what bedsprings would be creaking in short order. Fortunately, Mom would not have known that Jeff and Mike would be doing their share of the creaking, also. In fact, both were waiting for us in MY bed, in their boxers--but those came off as soon as we entered and dropped ours. "What took so long?" quizzed the impatient Mike. "Damn, Dude, how obvious do you want us to be? Now, give us a couple of minutes to powder our noses!" "Yeah, you powder, `cause we got something for you soon as you get back out here!" So, once we got douched and lubed, our boys mounted us immediately upon our return to the bed. You'd think they hadn't had sex in months. Actually, it had been four days, a long time for them to be saving up jizz. I was pleased that Jeff wanted to have sex with me, and Mike eagerly embraced Colin. First, Jeff would be away soon, and I'd get plenty of loving from Mike. But even more, I was glad to have him acknowledge that there was nothing special going on with him over Colin's handsome frame. Mike fucked Colin twice, pulling out to rest for ten minutes in between, when they just talked quietly, and Colin sucked on his tits a little. But Jeff, as Colin likes to do, just kept on hunching: he bred my ass three times without ever withdrawing, or even completely stopping his movement. I loved it, of course. I came twice myself. Jeff, though not particularly romantic, is one sexy man. Once the brothers were finished with us, they headed back over toward the room they shared, and I heard the shower running in the joining bathroom. Colin rolled to me and wrapped me in his smooth, strong arms and legs. His nose touched mine, and he bathed my face in warm, sweet breath. "Can you take me, too, now?" "Always, lover. Anytime." He kissed me deeply. His hand drifted down to grasp my cock, hard as steel for him. "Hmm. You feel good down there. Maybe you should go first?" I kissed back just as deeply and stroked his upper arm, drifting down also to caress his hip and buttock. "I'm always hard for you, and ready to take you." After a moment of further kissing and caressing, but not needing much foreplay, I rolled my man over and slid on top of him, crotch to crotch, straddling his thighs. The tops of my feet pressed against the soles of his, pressing them upward to bend his knees, rotating his pelvis. My rock-hard cock pressed against his slick sphincter. As he relaxed the portal, my pole slid right into his ass smoothly all the way. He sighed. His hole was well enlarged, lubed, and bred already by Mike. But additional spaces opened to my larger dick; it felt as if it was form-fitted only to me, to my big, thick cock. "Your pussy is perfect for me, Colin," I whispered. "A custom-designed cunt for pleasuring my cock." "You got it, Love. As yours is for me." I fucked slowly, just reveling in the sensations his gripping ass muscles sent shuddering up my dick and into my pelvic area. My balls dragged wetly against his taint at every inward thrust. He kissed me hungrily, and began to groan a bit. "Oh, dear God, how I love you," he said after a bit, tossing his head a little. "Please, Will, fuck me hard. Fuck me deep. I love it. I love YOU." The familiar wet, slapping sounds of happy sex filled the room. The air was already long filled with the funky incense of male-on-male fucking. But my nostrils only took note of my lover's sweet, distinctive aroma, and my ears only attended his happy, fulfilled murmurs. He continued to talk dirty to me, in a low voice. "Fuck me, Will. Oh, yeah. I love it. Give it to me. Hard. Deep. Oh, yeah. Oh, man, I love you so. I love the way you fuck me." The tempo increased as that familiar tingle grew inside my balls and the plumbing of my dick. "I'm shooting." He grunted. I felt his load of cum splash against my navel as my own erupted into his ass. "Yeah. Breed me, Babe. Breed my ass with your baby makers." I spasmed repeatedly into my man, planting my seed deep inside his gut. I collapsed, sweating, onto his body. He didn't let me rest long, though. It was getting late, and he still needed to breed me back. He bit into my neck lightly and rolled me over onto my back, crawling atop me. I pulled up my feet and spread my knees of my own accord to receive him, and he entered me abruptly, almost roughly. "Oh, that feels so good, Colin. You know how to please me." "Mmm. Feels good from this side, too, as you well know." He hit his stride quickly, eagerly. He'd been on bottom now for over an hour, and he was ready to be the stud. He deep-dicked me smoothly, gradually gaining in momentum. My ass, so recently used by my brother, seemed to take up where it had left off, sending feelings of warmth and fullness through my body. Colin's first injection came after ten minutes of steady fucking. Remaining inserted, he slowly toggled halfway in and halfway out for a couple of minutes, hard as ever, as he replenished his sperm-load from his inner supplies. Then, he picked up speed again. Sweat began to gather in the depression of his spine, and puddling at the base of it, above his hips. I caressed his strong shoulders and biceps as he kissed me deeply, still hunching. His thighs spread apart, further pushing my knees up and out to spread my ass open. His scrotum dragged against mine and the sheet beneath us. Just before Colin spermed me for the second time, I experienced an amazing anal climax. From the inside, my entire gut began to tremble in a quake that originated in my prostate, but spread all over. I think even my limbs twitched. I shuddered, and then he cut loose with his load in my gut. I felt almost paralyzed, but extremely pleasured and happy. Again, Colin slowed his thrusting to minimal as his organ recuperated. In minutes, he had begun increasing the tempo again, going for a third ejaculation. I lay beneath him passively, but internally, savoring every stroke. He deep-kissed me again, and I received his tongue, but scarcely responded. "You OK?" "Unngh." "Hmm?" I would have to make the effort to answer, or he might stop fucking me. "Yeah, Babe, I just...I just had a very special orgasmic experience. You're the man, Stud. You did it. You're still doing it." Colin rested his face next to mine, and resumed his momentum. He fucked me for another quarter hour, my knees rising on either side of his hips, my feet planted beside his thighs, but also scrabbling at the sheet with my toes as his long cock battered deep inside of me. It was possibly the best fuck I'd ever had, even with all the many fucks I'd taken that summer. The third ejaculation hosed my bowel. Finally, Colin began to slow his thrusting, as the emissions waned to a trickle. He rested atop me, panting. "Oh, God. I really, really love you." "Ditto."