Date: Thu, 5 Jan 2006 22:56:19 -0800 (PST)
From: Art Fex <art_i_fex@yahoo.com>
Subject: the fourwheeler incident/chapter three

Me and My 'Brothers': Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Art I. fex

The four of us dried off, drying one another's backs and such until
we we dry enough for clothes. I led the way into my bedroom where
Randy and Shel had stacked their clothes, more like tossed them in
the door as we came in, and I began digging around for me and Ben
some clothes. We got dressed, me wearing a pair of black wind pants
and a fitted green shirt, and let Ben choose his clothes. He
scrounged around until he found a jock I had, which I only used as
underwear, since I don't really do sports.

"Think your mom would mind if I just wore this?", Ben asked with a
serious face.

"Probably not, but your little sisters might freak.", I teased.

"Ohhh shiiiit. that's right, they'll be here too. damnit!", Ben
groaned.

"Well, look on the bright side, you don't have to sleep at the same
house as them tonight.", I said trying to lift his spirits.

"Hey Dave, um, what are you gonna do about your ear?", Randy said,
rubbing his thumb over the hole in the bottom edge of my right
earlobe.

"Not much I guess...hmm, wait just a sec.", I said walking out of the
room as Randy and Shel put on their jeans and Ben found some more
windpants for himself.

I returned with an ear-ring of my mothers and a stupid grin on my
face. It was a diamond stud that my dad had bought for a
christmas/anniversary gift last year. As I looked in the mirror, I
slid it into my earlobe and fastened it, for if I didn't, it would
fall out of the hole which as big enough for a toothpick.

I turned and the guys instantly laughed their asses off, only it
wasn't just my buddies laughing, I heard another set of laughing. I
turned to see my dad standing in the door laughing with the others.

"You look cute son! Where'd ya get that done?", my dad said
laughingly.

I grinned a shit eatin grin and said, "At the fishing hole!", as if I
was proud of it.

"That's what I heard, I talked to Mr. Sasser's son on the phone a
while ago, Michael?", dad said as he took a seat on the bed next to
my shirtless friends. Dad turned to Shel who was laying on his back
and ruffled his hair, I think Shel began to love my father even more
at that moment.

I stared at the hopeless Shel and said, "Right, um, what did Michael
say?"

"Oh, that he was sorry for snagging your ear with a lure, and that he
would like it if ya'll camped out with him tonight.", my father said
nonchalantly, enjoying Shel's new found weak spot.

We all liked the idea of camping out with Michael, but that would
kind of mess up our plans for the 'other things' that we had planned
for the evening. I could see from the looks on the other's faces,
even the sedated Shel, that they all felt the same way.

"Well, what time is he wantin' to meet up with us?", I said hopeful
that something could be worked out.

"He said just show up at the creek sometime after 9 tonight, and
bring whatever you might need.", dad said.

"Oh, and it is only like, six or somethin right now, so that is
plenty of time.", I said absentmindedly.

"Plenty of time for what?", my dad said, digging his fingers even
deeper into Shel's head causing his back to arch up off the bed as he
giggled like a little kid.

"Um", I thought, why'd I say that out loud? "Just a few things we
were gonna do before bed tonight, nothin' much."

My father grinned as he looked at each of us and said in a lower
voice, "Ya know, he is a guy, he probably isn't that different than
you four."

"What do you mean?", Ben said curiously, a strange look on all our
faces as we waited for his reply.

"Well," my dad looked over at the door as if checking it out, "I
kinda know what ya'll like doin' for fun. It isn't really that
strange considerin' that most guys do it, maybe not always together,
but they do it nonetheless."

We all just looked at each other and then at my dad and it seemed I
was the only one gonna as the question. "How'd you know we's doin' it
together and stuff?"

My dad smiled as he spoke, "Well, ya'll spend a lot of time together,
and a guy is going to jack off, and ya'll hardly spend enough time
apart to allow for that, so that in itself is enough to hint at it,
at least for me, but also, I have seen ya'll swimming and such.
Sometimes, the things that happen on the edge of the pond are
noticeable, to me anyway, bein in the pasture and such, them willow
branches can't hide but so much."

As my father spoke, I'm sure my face matched the redness of the other
three. However, I knew that this didn't mean that my father knew
about the interesting turn of events earlier today, so I just tried
to see if he let on about that any.

"Have you ever done anything like that before?", Ben asked quietly.

"Are you kidding? I'll just give you one guess as to who it was
with.", my dad said kinda friendly, but in a smart assed kinda way.

"Dad?", Ben said, his eyes growing a bit wider.

My dad chuckled at Ben's astonishment, "Yes, your daddy and I, as
well as Mr. Sasser all did, and still do that. Of course, we don't do
it nearly as much as we used to, but that happens as ya get older I
guess and have less time on your hands. But hell yes, we did it
almost as much as ya'll do now!", My dad said looking from one of us
to the other. "It is odd that ya'll do it as much as we did, like a
second generation, but not that weird I guess when you think about
it. Ya'll grew up in a similar way that we all did, where you're real
close to your buddies, and ya just didn't branch out trying to fix a
social life that ain't broke. We all got married, and love your
mothers dearly, and that cuts down on how much we do together too. Ya
know?"

I had wondered about the kind of relationship my dad had with Ben's
dad, Mr. Harrison, and Mr. Sasser since this afternoon at lunch, now
that was answered. They did fool around, and still did?! How had we
not noticed?

"Do our dads do it too?", Randy said, referring to his and Shel's
dads.

"Well, they did jack with us a little, but that is as far as it went.
They didn't seem like they would be into taking things quite as far
as the three of us did. When we was youngin's, the three of us were
real close, and Mr. Umberlin and Mr. Peterson were close, so the
three of us just had something goin amongst us that wasn't quite the
same. We were all friends though, and in our swimming and hunting and
such, jacking off happened, but that was it as far as the whole group
was concerned."

I had lost most of my reservations about talking about this stuff
with my dad by now, so I went ahead and asked him, "Do you think that
Michael would be into it too?"

My father smirked and chuckled a little bit before saying, "Well,
there was this time that he caught me and Mr. Sasser just the two of
us in their equiptment building...he was alright with that, didn't go
nuts like we'da expected. Infact he seemed real interested in what we
was doin', so he sat there and talked to us a little bit about it,
and I think that he understands how it is amongst us men now and is
at ease about it."

"What did ya'll explain to 'em?", Ben asked after my father paused
for a few seconds in thought.

"Well, that love can happen between anyone, and that sex is just a
biproduct of love, and that it makes relationships stronger, and that
even the ancients knew that. Them ancient Greeks that ya'll read
about in ya'll's studies and all knew the power of love between men.
Them soldiers loved eachother and took care of one another. We may
not be ancient Greek Spartan soldiers or nothin, but we're men who
care for one another in a special way seperate from our wives. I
think our wives might have caught onto it by now, but they know that
it is no threat to our relationships with them. They know that love
isn't just about who you're married to. It's about love, and that is
how it was all those centuries ago, and it is kinda like that with us
now. I'd trust my family and wife's welfare to any of my buddies if
something were to happen to me, and they'd do the same. We're close."

It all seemed to make more sense then, my feelings for my buddies and
our physical expression of our trust and companionship with one
another. Although, I knew deep down that I had no real strong
hankerin's for a girl, but that could wait til later. Most guys don't
have to have sex with a guy to know that they are straight, and I
don't have to have sex with a girl to know that I'm....well,
something othern 'staight'.

"Yea, I see what you're sayin, dad. Why do people have to try and put
a post-it lable on everything anyhow?", I said confidently.

"Exactly.", my father answered as though I'd just gotten some really
deep concept.

"Alright! Everyone's gettin here, ya'll come to dinner!", my mom
hollered up the staircase.

"Welp, better go get it, don't want cold food do we?", my father
said, slapping Shel on the leg and lifting himself from the bed. The
others threw their shirts on and we descended the staircase with my
father, his arm around my shoulder and gripping Randy's neck with the
other.

Once we reached the bottom of the staicase, my father pulled me over
to the side as the others entered the dining room and
whispered, "Son, tonight is kinda about you boys, but I don't want
you or anyone else to feel any pressure about it, if it turns out to
be something that you don't want, or that you aren't ready for yet,
then don't feel like you have to do anything to make us all happy,
Randy, Shel, and Ben's dads are spose to be tellin them the same
thing right now. OK?", my dad rubbed his fingers through my hair and
rested his hands on my shoulders.

"Alright. I'm sure that whatever it is, it is probably a good idea,
ya'll've never steared us wrong before.", I said with a smile.

"Good...", my dad said with a smile, and without even thinking about
what I was doin, I planted a quick dry kiss on the corner of my dad's
mouth, his 5 o'clock shadow roughness scratching my face in a
pleasurable way, arousing feelings of ruggedness and his masculinity.
I hugged him, only thinking about what I'd done after I did it. My
dad held me back and whispered,

"I love you son, so much."

I felt that my love for him was oozing out of my heart at that
moment, and running through my arms and face as I whispered back in
his ear,

"I love you too."

I loved my dad right then a lot, not in a sexual way, but in a
powerful way nonetheless. We then entered the dining room and sat
down just as the other fathers and boys were sitting down as well. I
sat next to Randy, and Shel and Ben sat on the oppostite side from
us. Our fathers all sat at the end of the table to my left across
form eachother, Ben's dad, Mr. Harrison sat next to my dad, who was
sitting next to me. The women were all finishing up bringin the food
in, which by the way looked like enough to last us for several days.
There were rolls, fried chicken, sea food bisque, a platter full of
the fish we had caught earlier, ham, sausage, and a platter of fudge
which I had made the day before for no particular reason, (yea yea, I
cook which comes in handy nowadays for the four of us!), and a lot of
other food that lined the table from end to end.

Ben cringed as his sisters waltzed into the room in their own world,
absorbed in some conversation they were having, then giggling when
they looked at Ben. If looks could kill, Ben's look just might have
turned the three girls to dust. Frankly, I thought they were cute,
and they were nice the times that I did talk to them, but I admit, I
wouldn't want to live with them like Ben did, I definitely wasn't
attracted to them.

After all was set and in place, the women finally took their seats.
Their butts probably hadn't been in a chair since lunch due to the
cooking and such that went on, but like I said, they cook big, like,
big big, all the time, it's what they love. The menfolk and boyfolk
were all talking about general stuff as I listened and put my two
cents in occasionally, then I would turn to see the glances of the
little girls on the other side of Randy, and they would giggle.

The girls then whispered something to our mothers and pointed at me,
then my mother looked up along with the others and spit her tea back
into the glass. The other mothers did the same and began cackling
like hens. My mother covering her mouth as she laughed so hard that
no sound came out. I just sat there wondering what they were laughing
about.

Randy turned to me and said laughingly, "I think they like your
jewelry man."

I had forgotten about the diamond stud earring in my ear, but the men
had already looked up to see what the woman were laughing at, their
eyes landing on me.

Our fathers began chuckling to themselves as I tried to get it out,
but was having difficulty considereing I was inexperienced at
manuvering ear rings in and out and the like. My dad's grinning face
rested on his hand as he shook is head in humor.

"That's cute, boy!", Ben's dad said leaning over to see me behind my
dad, a huge smile on his freshly shaven face, revealing his well
shaped jawbones and attractive smile that I had never noticed with
his beard the way it was before.

"When did you get that?", Randy's dad said grinnin.

"Christmas last year about my anniversary.", my mother said taking
the ear ring from my hand as she then began explaining to the women
what had happened to my ear at the pond.

One of Ben's little sisters had just finished whispering something in
Randy's ear as he then turned to me and said laughingly, "She just
told me to tell you that they are going to marry you, me, and Shel."

I laughed back and said, "Poor things, if only they knew." I then
inconspicuously groped Randy's crotch and squeezed his bulge. He
tensed and involuntarily spread his legs a bit before I withdrew my
hand. I had kept my hand underneath the golden table cloth that my
mother brought out when we had company. At least I thought was
inconspicuous...I looked to my left and my dad was looking down at my
hand sidewards without turning his head with a small grin on his
face. I froze after removing my hand, and my dad just patted my knee
casually.

My dad leaned in and said, "I done told ya, I've been there and done
all that, I love ya just the same."

I smiled big then, Randy was ovlivious to my dad's prying eyes.

"Alright, ya'll ready to say the blessing?", my mother said above the
other voices in the room.

With that, my father said the blessing, thanking God for all the
things he had given us, including our friends. I felt two feet rub my
feet when he said that, to which I grinned and rubbed back, not
opening my eyes to see who it was, but guessing it was Shel and Ben.

The word 'Amen' always seems to be like a gun firing at a horse race,
our hands being the horses and the plates the finishing line. We
passed dishes and platters and plates until we all had a plateful and
began enjoying the feast our mothers had made. Compliments and
conversation filled the air as we ate, until it was time for desert.
As desert was served, the conversation was redirected to business,
namely this master plan for the four of us boys sitting there.

After swallowing a piece of peanut-butter cake, my dad initiated the
discussion. "Well, the main thing we came here to talk about tonight
was a plan to sort of, uh, give the boys here a head start in life,
and also try to take care of some loose ends around here."

We four just looked on, waiting to hear what was in store for us as
we slowly chewed up our cake, eyes glued on my dad.

"When my momma and daddy moved to town they left that small place out
there, kinda to itself. And if we don't do something about it, it's
gonna start looking bad. They don't want it fall into disrepair, and
neither do we, besides, it was my homestead where I was born and
raised, so it has some sentimental value, to me especially. What I
propose is that the boys here take up living in the old homespot, and
kinda keep the place goin', rather than it being a deserted weed
farm. It would make it look better, give them a touch of freedom and
independence, and it will give them something to be proud of and call
their own."

My mouth fell open I'm sure, and the four of us boys exhanged
glances, grins beginning to spread on our faces as it sank in.
Personally, I can't be sure, but I think Ben's might have been what
you call a 'watermellon grin'. He was ready for this to take effect
TONIGHT!

Looking at us, my mother spoke with hope in her voice, "So, what do
you boys think about that? I mean, if you ever need anything, we'd
still be right over here a short fourwheeler ride over, or a
phonecall away."

The other mothers agreed as our dads nodded and Shel's dad said, "I
think it'll do the boys good to get out, semi-own-their-own and take
hold of something that is theirs. People take care of things when
it's theirs with more pride and conviction."

"That's right, Randy's dad, Mr. Umberlin said, his brownish blonde
hair short like Randy's contrasting with his tanned skin and white
smile, "And I think they can handle it with ease the way they have
taken care of things on our places."

We were all excited about this change in lifestyle for us. Ben would
be outa his house, the girls would have a new room, the grand's place
would be preserved, AND not to mention the concept of the four bro's
being united in their own house and literally living together as a
family unit. We were ecstatic!

Mr. Harrison was talking about some of the plans they had for their
house after getting Ben's empty room, and the other women were
speaking of sewing rooms and other things that they could do with the
vacant rooms in their houses, and the four of us boys were discussing
things with my dad about the house we were to move into later that
week.

"The house has three bed rooms, one with ya'll could make an office,
and the other two ya'll could use for bed rooms. Unless ya'll wanted
to make it something else and then use one room for beds. Ya'll can
just work that out when ya'll start moving in furniture and such. The
place has a working kitchen, I went over to check everything out, the
appliances are not that old, my parents put them in right before
leaving, thinking that ya'll might take over the place not long from
then, so they aren't in bad shape, ya know? And the plumbing and all
is good, so really, it was just a matter of cutting the power and
water back on to the place, which I did a few days ago. It is ready
for ya'll's furniture, which I presume will come from ya'lls rooms
and all of our combined attics!"

My dad went on about other things, and we couldn't hide our
excitement about the new plans. I then looked at the clock and saw
that it was approaching nine o'clock, and we were supposed to meet up
with Michael by the creek soon. I looked over at Randy and the
others, and they were on the same page as me. We stood up and thanked
and hugged our mothers and fathers for everything. As we walked out
and hugged the sisters, even Ben hugged them, probably cause he could
tolerate them now that he didn't have to live with'em anymore! We
went to my room and prepared for the camp, gettin our sleeping bags
and such together, and then I looked over at my bed.

"Should I take lube?", I asked the others.

They thought for a moment and said, "Sure, why not. Never know,
right?"

After changing back into our 'summer uniforms' of shorts and shoes,
we headed down the stairs and past the dining room again and as we
were walking past my dad called out over his shoulder,

"You boys be careful."

"Yea, no calls from the police about a domestic disturbance!", Mr.
Peterson called out laughingly.

"Will do, night ya'll.", we called out as we shut the door behind us.

We went out and boarded two four wheelers, me with Shelby this time,
and Ben with Randy, then held onto our stuff as we made our way
across the young darkness of the evening. The sun is hardly set at
nine in the summer time around here, the heat from the day still
strong in the air, clashing with the refreshing breeze doing it's
best to give us some relief from the sultry day time temperatures as
we rode over the hills towards the creek where our companion should
be waiting for us.

Upon reaching the creek, same place as we had swam earlier, we parked
the four wheelers at the top of the hill and began making our way
down the steep slope towards the bottom. My footing gave way on some
dead leaves, and with a quick, "Whoa shit..." I made my way down the
hill, flipping head over hills a few times in the darkness till I
couldn't tell which way was up or down, and only guessing which end
of me would hit the sandy bottom first. ( we didn't have a flashlight
by the way, so give me that much credit )it was my back, and just as
I was about to start laughing my ass off at MY clumbsiness, Randy
landed on top of me, his warm hot chest on my face, the cool soft
sand beneath my head like a contoured pillow just for me. I then
snickered against his bare chest, inhaling his viril scent. I inhaled
him deeply before he had a chance to raise up and dust himself off
and extend a hand to help me up. I took his rough worn hand as he
tugged me up from the darkness below and into the pale moonlight that
shown through the overhead tree branches that seemed to add a ceiling
to the creek area.

"I almost had enough time to warn you about that, the same thing
happened to me on the way down myself.", came the good natured voice
that could only've been Michael's from the darkness. "I was waiting
to light the fire til ya'll got here, just enjoying the atmoshphere,
peaceful."

"Aw, hi there, Michael, been here long?", Randy said gleering into
the darkness trying to see.

"Nah, bout ten minutes or so.", Michael said stretching, his pale
skin showing in the moonlight, Michael then pulled out a zippo and
lit it, sending a yellow glow over the walls of the ditch which is
about twenty feet in diameter, and the walls are about ten feet high.

I looked up to see Shel and Ben making their way down the
hill slowly on their backs practically til they reached the sandy
bottom where we were. I looked down and saw the leaves that Michael
must've been lying on when we showed up, then saw the small pile of
wood and paper stacked neatly in a cone shape at the edge of the
water that met the sand bar. Michael went over to the pile with his
lighter and lit the papers, a green flame flickering from the plastic
lined feed bag. We then spread out our sleeping bags, unzipping them
all the way and throwing them out more like quilts than anything,
there was no way we could stand to be wrapped in those bags, we
would've drowned in our sweat!

"Thanks for calling us up, we've been talking about camping out and
just hadn't done it yet.", Ben said to Michael as he disappeared into
the shadows.

"Yea that was nice of ya," we chimed in.

"Oh, no problem. Besides, I probably shouldn't drink all this by
myself, especially in the dark this far from our houses.", Michael
said as he held up a litre jug of cheap black cap vodka. "I told
Dave's dad, Mr. Pearson that I had it and he said he would tell the
others, but he did say not to let it slip around our mothers.",
Michael said taking a swig from the jug, his eyes squinting as he
exhaled slowly passing it to me.

"Yea, our dads don't mind too much as long as we don't do it all the
time and get totally shit-faced, but our mom's don't much like the
idea of us drinking, but no huge deal or anything.", Shel said
leaning back and folding his hands under his head. His muscles were
highlighted by the shadows cast by the flickering fire at his feet. I
looked around as I took several large gulps of the vodka, feeling the
burn run from my throat down my chest and landing hard in my stomach,
then filling me with a warm, relaxing glow.

"Shit man, you'll feel that in a second er two.", Randy said laughing
along with the others waiting their turns to hit the glass jug of a
bottle.

Michael then came and sat down next to me while Ben and Shel moved in
closer to us til we were sitting in an ever so familiar circle, only
this time there was another shirtless barefoot guy in it. I looked
over at the other guys, noticing how their skin glowed a golden color
in the light of the flames, Ben's hair a bronze mat on his head as it
tilted back while he gulped three mouthfuls of the liquor that tasted
like how I would imagine fingernail polish remover tasting. I then
looked at Michael, whom I hadn't had much of a chance to study yet. I
didn't catch myself staring as my inhibitions were slowly melting
away. Before I knew it, Michael had the bottle passed to him from
Shel at tilted it up, the fire on the other side of Michael casting
glimmering ripples throught the glass bottle and the clear liquid
inside, making white spiderlegs of light dance across Michael's
muscular chest and abs, accented by the thin shadows that were being
cast by the texture of his abs. Randy and the others were laughing
and jabbering about something, but I wasn't listening, I was busy
staring at Michael as he chugged from the bottle, then pulled it from
his lips, and passing it to me as he wiped his mouth on the back of
his hand.

"Your turn Dave.", Michael said with a smile, his teeth glowing in
the firelight. I took the bottle and took one more large gulp, and
then asked if the others wanted anymore.

"Not at tha moment. Dunt wanna get too drunk yet. Jus got here.",
Shel said reclining a little bit on his hands.

I then capped the jug and layed it to the side. I leaned back,
watching Michael poke the fire with a stick before he returned to the
mats and plopped down next to me, his upper thigh resting against my
exposed hip. He wrinkled his lips up a little as he reached down
towards his leg,

"Thinka stick is scratching me...", then his hand came up with the
tube of lube that must've fallen out of my pocket.

"Hmmmm, what's this for, Dave?", Michael said mischeviously, a grin
spreading across his face.

"Umm, jacking off.", I said, surprising myself a little by my
confession.

The others, including Michael laughed at that, then Michael turned to
me and said, "Well, I HOPE you brought enough for the group.",
talking as if I had brought only one piece of gum or something.

"Be my guest, I brought it for anyone that wants it.", I said sitting
up again and grinning at my knowing buddies.

"Well, are ya'll ready to do it?", Ben asked hopefully, looking from
one face to the other.

"It's a go with me," I said, soon followed by Shel and Randy's
approvals as well.

Now we all looked at Michael, the moment of truth. Was he gonna do it
with us? Cause if he wasn't, it would be a long night. if he was,
hopefully it'd be longer!

"Welp, sounds lika plan to me.", Michael said as he passed the lube
to me and I along with the others began undoing my shorts and pulling
them down and off, tossing them over by the slightly emptied jug.
Michaels eyes were wider as he looked from one cock the other,
seemingly impressed with what he saw.

"Nice equiptment ya'll got there, guys."

"Thanks, whater you packin?", Ben said, a little over anxiously. I
could tell that Ben was ready to get this show on the road. We
exchanged knowing glances and grins as Michael stood up and dropped
his shorts to his ankles, his hard throbbing cock smacking his
stomach then bobbing out in front of him straight forward. He also
had shaved it perfectly clean, not a hair to be seen on his throbbing
young manhood.

I had shaved mine recently as well, but it was starting to grow back.
I had centimeter long pubes that annoyed the shit out of me. I just
keep mine shaved now most of the time.

"Niiiice.", Shel said while stroking his glistening cock, passing the
lube over to Ben who really didn't even need it. He had pre pooling
up in his foreskin that would run down the belly of his cock as he
pulled the skin up and down over the head of the cock I had sucked a
short time ago.

"How big is it?", Randy said, leaning back with his big uncut cock in
his hand, rubbing the lube into it as his balls dangled below with
his hand movements.

"Bout six na half I think.", Michael said as he rubbed his really
thick, uncut cock.

"Welp, Shel, looks like we're outnumbered...two cut cocks and three
uncut.", I said laughingly.

"Does that mean we get blow jobs from the minority?", Randy said
looking from Shel to me then to the others.

My first inclination was to look at how Michael reacted to this
question, was he taking it as a joke or was he excited, hopeful or
what. He just looked seriously from person to person, I think looking
to see if Randy was joking or not. Then he looked at me, and I just
grinned.

Michael grinned back and then looked at Shel who was just looking at
the rest of us, especially Randy, really hard look.

"Welp, if ya'll like the cock, then I have the cock!", Michael said
teasingly shaking his cock towards my direction. I just looked
around, and the others were smiling with this look that said "GO FOR
IT". I didn't disappoint them. I looked up at Michael and said,

"Seriously?"

"Um, if ya'll were serious that is...", Michael said a little quieter
this time with a sheepish grin.

"I was!", Randy piped in.

With that I took Michael's uncut cock in my hand and began rubbing
back and forth, my fist gently gliding his skin over the surface of
his hardness like a membrane. Michael was quiet at first, but then
began moving his hips, fucking my hand which could barely reach
around his throbbing cock. A drop of pre came out the tip of his
redning cockhead, and I leaned in and licked if off with the tip of
my tonge, taking the sweet liquid and it stretching a string from his
cock head down to my lips. This caused Michael to laugh and he
reached down and broke the precum thread connecting his cock to my
face. I then placed my hands on his narrow hips and opened my mouth
wide as I took every inch of his thick cock in my mouth and down my
throat. I had practiced on Ben earlier, but he has a longer dick, so
this was a relief on my throat, but not my jaw...Michael's was
thicker. Michael instantly indicated that he was very vocal, which I
realized I liked.

"Mmmm, awww....yeaaa, suck my cock, Dave, yea take all of it....mmm
your mouth's so warm...", Michael cooed as he rubbed a hand through
my hair and pumped my face gently, not trying to choke me.

The others were all a dripping mess right now, and Ben said,

"Hey Shel...wanna try two at the same time?", Ben said as he wagged
his big cock back and forth with a grin on his face.

"Sounds fun to me.", Shel said, seeming excited to try something
different as Randy and Ben both stood in front of him and next to
Michael as he was still rubbing my shoulders and playing with my ears
as he picked up the pace.

Randy and Ben both had their cock heads on Shel's lips as he licked
them simultaneously, taking both in his mouth at once, but not going
down on them, just sucking the heads and playing with the foreskins
while he grasped two balls in each hand.

"Awww shit Shel, yea that's so awesome...you likin' it?", Ben said as
he played with Shel's hair with one hand and gripped Randy's ass with
the other.

All I could hear from my angle was a very
enthusiastic, "MMMmmhmmmm.", coming from Shel's stuffed face.

I looked up into Michael's eyes, past his flexing abs and bulging
pecks, and up his beautiful face to the mesmerizing orbs in his
sockets. They pierced me deeply as he seemed to establish a link
within my mind or something. He began moving slower, grunting quietly
when I would run my tongue across his large vein and wriggle it
around the head and inside his skin, and compliment me heartily when
I would take it down my throat up to his shaved, silky balls.
Finally, Michael pulled me off his cock and came down on me, pushing
me on my back as he licked down my stomach and then slid my aching
boner into his eager mouth. I could tell this was not his first time
to do this, my question was who he did it with. That didn't matter at
the time, jeeeez he was working my cock over time, taking the whole
narrow seven inch rod down his throat, only gagging a little. My hips
bucked up with a mind of their own as I gripped his hair, my semi
hairy balls pressing against Michael's chin, as I moaned my pleasure
to my new friend.

"Ohhh man, mmmm teach me to do this, MMMgg yea,", I heaved breath
taken at his tongue and mouth's manipulations.

He then came off my cock and I looked over at Shel who was getting
the double treatment, Ben and Randy taking turns on his balls and
cock. Shel was going nuts, he was laying on his back while Randy went
down on his leaking cock while playing and running his fingers
through Shel's hair.

"Dave?", Michael said quietly, obviously trying to catch his breath.

"Yea, Michael."

"Have ya'll ever done anal stuff?"

"No, but was hoping too."

"I'll show ya'll how if ya'll want.", Michael said smiling, "I
promise ya'll'll like it."

"Sounds like you could be a handy dude to have around!", I smiled
back affectionately, liking our new friend more by the second.

About that time, we were jolted back by Shel's grunt, "Stop or I'll
shoot!"

We laughed our asses off at the unintended pun, Randy and Ben
reaching for the sky as they laughed. Shel was not getting what he
had said at first but then rolling his eyes as he tried to move
without cumming.

I looked at Michael and said, "Welp, time for show-and-tell, Teach,
show us whatcha know."

The others looked on curiously, wondering what our friend had in
store next. Michael then said,

"Alright then, who's fucking who first, cause frankly, I want ALL
YA'LL'S ASSES, but I think I'll let ya'll get the hang of it first
with eachother, that way I can see what's goin down, or in, however
you wanna put it.", as he reached down and picked up the lube from
its resting spot.

Shel was standing right next to Ben, and Randy was standing near
where I was sitting, so we decided that Randy could fuck me first,
and Shel and Ben could duke it out. Shel won after another of their
typical wrestling matches on the sleeping bags. I knew that Shel was
the better one, but at least Ben tries! Michael thought it was funny
as hell, watching the two writhing, naked, laughing boys playfully
competing for 'WHO-FUCKS-WHO-FIRST'. Ben gave in, knowing that he
wanted Shel to fuck him anyway, and it was on.

"Alright, first, are the 'torpedo tubes' clear?", Michael said with a
smirk on his face.

We knew what he meant, and knew that was not a problem, so we said
yes.

"OK then, the only thing you really need to know is to not go faster
than the other person is comfortable with, or it'll hurt like hell,
got it?", Michael said as we sat there like a group of pupils
listening to the great Aristotle or something.

We got it, so then Michael handed the lube to Shel and said,

"Maybe ya'll should try it doggy style first, then try it missionary
and see which works best for Ben here, some people say it's easier
different ways for each different guy."

With that, Ben got on all fours, his cock hanging low and hard, his
balls dangling between his hairy thighs due to the heat of the fire.

Shel then squirted some lube on Ben's hole, and was about to put his
cock head against it when Michael came in.

"You might wanna stretch it out a lil at first, you have a pretty big
cock."

Shel then lubed up his middle finger and slowly inserted it inside of
Ben, who instantly murmered how good it felt. When Shel hit his
pleasure spot, Ben's head tilted back suddenly and he moaned louder,

"Yea Shel, right there! Oh God...keep hitting that.", Ben said
eagerly, his eyes closed tightly while he bit his lower lip, as he
often did when he was about to cum or something.

Shel picked up the pace as Ben relaxed and then stuck another finger
in, causing Ben to spread his legs wider and take in a deep breath,
trying to relax again.

"Alright, Ben?", Shel asked while the rest of us looked on taking in
the site scene before us.

"Yea, I think I'm ready for your cock, Shel, just take it slow and I
think it'll go in alright.", Ben said in a soft voice.

"Here we go then," Shel said as he squirted plenty of lube on his
already dripping cock, just beggin to be inside of something tight
and hot, namely Ben's tight little ass.

With that, Shel passed the lube to Randy who then commenced to do the
same to me as Shel had done to Ben, rubbing his hands over my pale
globes, then findin my opening and sliding in two fingers at once. I
grunted as I hung my head, pushing against his invasion, feeling
mixed pleasure and pain as Randy rubbed his other hand up and down my
back while working his fingers in and out of me.

Michael looked on while gently massaging his oozing cock, he seemed
to approve of our work so far as he smiled. By this time, Shel had
his cock all the way planted inside of a moaning Ben, slowly pulling
out an inch or two before going in deeper. Ben was pushing back
against Shel's cock, Shel's pelvis clapping against Ben's cheeks each
time, getting a low groan from Shel. Ben clenched the sleeping back
with his fist as he laid his head on the bags while Shel was working
his ass over with his big cock. Randy couldn't take it anymore and
began rubbing his swollen cockhead against my ready ass.

"Let's try it with me on my back.", I said breathlessly, my heart
beating out of my chest with excitement.

With that, Randy rolled me gently on my back and I raised my legs up
onto his shoulders. Michael stepped over and gave Randy a hand aiming
his cock at my hole, finally, I felt Randy's fuck stick break through
the ring of my ass. I gasped, but didn't feel any severe pain from
it. I lowered my legs down around his waist then and put my hands in
his hair as he gazed into my eyes. His were aglaze with lust and
adoration at the new sensations he was feeling. I smiled as he
grinned, pushing in deeper. It began to hurt some, but not enough to
bother us. I pulled him closer to me, his chin resting on my shoulder
and me licking his neck. He pushed in deeper with a grunt, and I
tensed up, taking in air as Randy's mouth locked on the bend of my
neck, he teeth clamped on my neck as he thrust in deeper. I loved the
feel of his mouth on my skin, and I nibbled his ear down his neck to
his shoulder, licking and biting gently as he pushed all the way in,
causing me to bite harder. He gave out a gutteral grunt as his balls
pressed against my ass and I lifted up to give him even more entry. I
was dazed with love and lust for this guy, my 'brother'. I wanted him
so bad it hurt, and I could hear Ben whimpering in the background,

"MMMMmmm Sh...Shel!, OH yea fuck me harder! Oh yea man, give it to
me!" followed by Shel's moans and a dull, wet slapping sound.

"Oh, yea Ben, take my cock, oh yea this is so good, so
tight...mmmmmgggg you're gonna love it man, tellin ya, uhhhh."

Michael was over watching them now, licking Ben's back and touching
his cock to Ben's lips as Ben eagerly licked at it, sucking the head
into his mouth for few seconds before Michael would pull out and
smear his pre ooze on Ben's lips and chin. I was getting it laid to
me with Randy's big uncut cock, and loving every second of it. Randy
was licking my ear and face, giving out low sounding moans that were
more like growls. He looked up into my eyes and kissed me, his tongue
pushing deep into my mouth, and down my throat. Our tongues intwined
and pushed against eachother as he picked up the pace with his
humping. The sweat was beading up on Randy's back and sliding between
our hot bare stomachs as we moved together. We broke for air, and
Randy gazed down at me with a huge smile on his face and whispered,

"I love you so much, Dave. This means...so much"

"I know, I love this, and I love you more than I can say."

Randy looked down lovingly as he thrust in as deep as he could and
held it there, pulling me tight and into a sitting postition, me
sittin in his lap facing him. I began kissing every part of him I
could reach as he sucked and kissed me all over.

"Oh yea, Randy, fuck me, mmmm give me all your cum, make me yours.",
I crooned, nibbling his ears as I whispered these words just for us.

He laid me back down and held my ankles tight in his big rough hands
as they touched my head and he began slamming into my boy pussy,
taking me just like I asked.

"OH YES, mmmmgggyyyea, you want my cum, bro?", Randy, grunted
teasingly. "Want me to pump your guts full of ME, give you my seed
and blood? Make us like real brothers?", Randy whispered in strained
tones, grinning as he kissed me between words, pounding his cock in
and out.

"Please, I want all of you, I want us to be part of eachother.", I
cooed in his ear, digging my nails into his back.

About this time, Shel let out a huge groan that echoed in the tree
tops as he unloaded into Ben's quivering body, on the verge of
cumming himself.

"OH yea, bro, take it all! HMMMPHHHH! Awwww yeaaa....mmmmmm."

Ben was almost having a sensory overload or somthing, cause he looked
like he could explode at any moment as Shel continued pumping his
load into him.

That must have pushed Randy over the edge, cause he starting
thrusting harder and faster, and I bucked up to meet him. He clenched
his teeth on my neck as I did the same and dug in deeper to his back
with my fingers. Then Randy's toes curled under and his grip on my
ankles tightened as he threw his head back and practically howled as
he pumped his essence into me, coating my insides til I could
actually feel the hot stuff heating me up inside. He pushed deeply
with each powerful thrust, his face all screwed up as he grunted
breathedly. There was a strong scent in the air that was driving me
insane, something like male pheremones, sweat, sex, campfire, and the
woods, but whatever it was, it was great. Finally, he collapsed on
top of me, his cock still buried deep inside me and twitching. After
we felt that Randy had pumped every drop he could into me, he
instantly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up, kissing me on
the lips, his tongue sliding across my lips til I opened them,
allowing his tongue to slowly move around mine, doing a slow dance.
He then pulled me on top of him and wrapped his legs around me, our
kiss ended and we gazed into eachother's eyes. I went down and began
licking and kissing his chest ever so gently, sucking his nipples and
gently biting them, him running his hands over my head and back as I
appeared to nurse from his muscles, licking his bicepts and near his
pits, getting low moans of approval form Randy. Randy then pulled me
up, his hands on my rib cage and whispered,

"I love you, and I want you to make me yours too."

"Your wish is my command, bro.", I said grinning as I kissed him
again. I fumbled around until I felt a hand give me the lube. I
looked up to see Michael smiling down at us as he walked over towards
Ben and Shel's clump. We smiled back and I began squirting the lube
on my aching pole, and saw that Randy was hard again too. I ran my
fingers over his pucker, causing his body to shudder. I then ran my
fingers up inside of Randy, prodding around gently until I found his
bulb, which I rubbed and poked gently and rhytmically, driving Randy
up the wall.

"Ohh! Oh, Dave...that's so good, try putting your dick in me, I think
it's ready...mmmmm.", Randy said in a breathy voice full of
anticipation. Finally, I rubbed my cock, then lifted Randy's legs up
and put his knees to his chest, exposing his vulnerable ass to my
dripping cock. I then put a hand on his ass, rubbing it gently as I
rubbed my cock head on his hole, causing him to squirm.

"Please, I can't wait, Dave, pushin, please.", Randy was pleading.

I then hesitated no longer, and pushed my cock into him, my cockhead
popping through the ring of his ass, getting a small sigh from Randy,
then sloooowly pushed in constantly, feeling as though my cock was
being swallowed up by Randy's tight, hot insides. Randy's insides
nearly burned my pulsing member as I pushed in deeper and deeper,
until my balls rested against his tense ass, stretched from his legs
being held up. Randy's head tilted back as he sighed a long groan. I
leant forward and licked and teethed up his outstretched throat up to
his chin. I could feel the chill bumps rising all over his body as I
trembled with eagerness and excitment, unlike ever before. I then
nibbled his ear, and he gently mouthed and ran his teeth over mine as
well as I began to work my hips up and down, smacking gently into his
rear and feeling his prostate with my cock as I worked it in and out,
getting Randy really worked up. After a few minutes of this, things
were getting deeper, and our passion levels rose, we began feeling
the same animalistic urges as before as our hearts beat almost out of
our chests. I began fucking him faster and harder, we began moaning
louder, and Randy pulled me out of him for an agonizing moment as he
decided to try it from behind. I quickly slid back into the warmth of
his bowels and gripped his hips tightly and began driving into his
ass, pulling him up and running my hands over his chest and abs,
gripping his cock as I slowed down and rested, feeling his heat
against my chest and stomach, the sweat from his back causing us to
slide against one another. He tilted his head back on my shoulder and
I smelt his hair, the scent was unbearably exciting to me. I sank my
teeth into his shoulder as I began working into him again, him
moaning and grabbing my hair with his hand and pushing me into his
neck hard, loving my tongue and teeth on his skin, just as I loved
his. I reached around and pinched one of his nips with my left hand,
and gripped his bobbing manhood that had just taken me a while ago
and began jacking it, cause I was close. I then guided him back into
missionary style again, but he rolled me over and was on top of me,
sittin on my cock, and ravidly kissing and licking me, grinding his
cock into my stomach as he moved on me, my cock sliding in and out of
him as his ass rhythmically squeezed my cock, milking my essence from
me. He seemed to hold me in place, his hand resting on the side of my
face as that exposed my neck to him, his other hand on my shoulder.
He just ran the tip of his stiffened tongue up and down my neck,
feeling my pulse pumping blood to my cock. He then sucked really hard
as he teethed on my neck, driving my cock even deeper inside of him.
He licked across to my face and his tongue found mine and entered my
mouth again. I was dazed with arousal and love and lust, and I broke
to roll him on his back again, and our eyes locked. I could see the
playful, loving, tender, yet, wild, untamed, primal friend of mine,
and I think he could see that same thing in me as I told him I was
close. I went down and continued my tongue and mouth's handiwork on
him as he pulled me tight and grunted,

"Cum in me, Dave, give it all to me, fill me up."

I couldn't hold back anymore, I felt Randy's cum spray up between us,
smearing all over my stomach, and that combined with Randy's
strained, "I'm CUMMING AGAIN!!! UNGGGGGG!! AWWWW!!!!!!!", I couldn't
hold back anymore. I jolted with the most powerful spasms I had had
yet. I don't know how many globs of cum I shot, but it was a personal
record for me. I shot loads of cum into Randy's guts, thus sealing it
in our minds...he was mine, and viceversa. We were as good as blood
brothers as far as we were concerned. We laid there for a while,
trying to cath our breaths, then Michael walked up grinnin all over
and said,

"Wow...sounds like ya'll liked that!"

I was laying next to Randy, still coming down from our euphoric bliss
as I looked up with a grin and winked at Michael. He winked back
before walking over to the bottle of vodka and taking another slug of
it.

I tilted my head back and got an upside view of Ben and Shel who were
not slowing down much. Ben was already massaging Shel's hot spot,
showing him the same pleasure Shel had shown him. Ben was anxious to
take Shel's ass for a test drive, and began squirting on the lube
with one hand and finger fucking our buddy with the other. Finally,
Ben placed the head of his cock against Shel's slick entrance, and
proceeded to press forward. Shel was resistant at first, but then it
gave in and he received Ben deep inside, causing him to shivver with
the feelings as Ben leaned forward and kissed Shel's back, then
continually whispered things in Shel's ear that he seemed to like.
Shel kept pushing back against Ben's large maleness and moaned his
approval repeatedly as Ben kept up his rhythmic pumping.

By this time, Michael was squatted down next to me and Randy, who had
gotten up and was kneeling next to me and Michael, who had his hand
on my shoulder squeezing it as I laid on my stomach now watching Shel
and Ben's coupling, their bodies aglow with the fire light.

"Wanna swig?", Michael said casually as he held up the nearly half
empty bottle, "I don't need anymore tonight that's for sure."

I held up my hand saying, "Sure, why not.", and took four large gulps
of the not-so-good-tasting stuff, and then passed it to Randy who did
the same.

Michael's hand rand down my back and came to rest on my butt.

"Looked like Randy worked you over pretty good there.", Michael said
quietly with a grin, "and you gave it right back too!"

Randy grinned and answered laughingly, "Yea, it was great. Can't wait
for us to try it with them two over there."

"Yea, same here." I said wearilly, knowing our fun would probably not
take place tonight.

Then we heard noises from Ben and Shel again, only louder. We looked
up to see Shel's back arched as Ben's teeth were attached to his
shoulder as he pulled Shel's head back gently by his hair. Shel was
moaning almost constantly, his weak spot being used to pleasure him,
and this time Ben was the one who was on top. We thought that was
humorous since Shel always beat Ben at their wrestling antics. They
were really savoring their moment, and the three of us all had our
hardons back as we watched the scene unveil before us.

I then looked up and saw a thread of pre dripping off of Michael's
hard cock, making it's way slowly towards the ground. I could see the
eagerness in his eyes as he watched Shel and Ben, and I turned back
to Randy who gave me a knowing glance and grin to match. I then
reached over and took Michael's cock in my hand, causing him to jerk
and involuntarily sigh as he looked down at me, his cock pulsing in
my hand.

"Want me to take care of this for ya?", I said pulling his foreskin
back and forth over his cock head.

Michael's eyes began to sharpen as the corner of his mouth turned up
slowly and he simply said, "I'd like that."

I then pulled him down on his back between me and Randy, and I began
to lick and suck his nips, licking all over his chest, and down to
his abs as Randy went to lickin his neck and shoulders, gently
nibbling his ears and licking them, Michael shivvering all over at
our ministrations.

After a couple of minutes, Michael was breathing heavily and couldn't
seem to hold still, and puddle had formed on his thigh where his
heavy thick cock rested.

"Guys....ohhh man...please, do my dick, mmmmplease I gotta get off.",
Michael half cooed, half whined with a sense of urgency.

Me and Randy chuckled at the remark, he was showing signs of extreme
sexual excitement for sure, he was breakin out in a sweat, and we
could smell a scent that was definitely his, and to me it said sex.
My mind was cloudy I was so ready to get off myself, but was waiting
on Randy. We both went to work on Michael's cock, licking and sucking
it and his balls, Michael didn't take long to reach climax. He howled
as he shot me and Randy with several big shot of cum that ran off our
faces and onto his hairless pubic area and stomach. The rest oozed
out as I squeezed and milked his cock.

Michael just gazed at us with true admiration for the feelings we'd
given and for doing all this with him. We cleaned him up good, and
then just laid there, but didn't lay long before Ben began to fill
Shel's guts with his hot seed. Ben was on his ass and Shel was facing
him in his lap as they had seen me and Randy do earlier, and Shel was
riding Ben hard, impaling himself on Ben's cock. They were kissing
passionately as Ben leaned back on his back, Shel astride him now,
Ben lettin out a huge groan as his balls visibly moved up closer to
him and he began to fire shots into Shel. Shel moaned as he jacked
himself to an orgasm that started about the time Ben was almost done
with his. Afterward, Shel collapsed on Ben and they just laid there
for a while, they had not slowed down since Shel fucked Ben, so they
were spent, but both had their signiture shit eatin grins plastered
on their flushed faces as they laid in their embrace, glued together
with Shel's cum on Ben's stomach and chest.

Michael seemed intrigued by their intimacy, but wasn't saying much
about it. I could tell that he knew something was up beyond
just 'jackin buddies'. Randy just quietly said,

"Welp, guess Shel ended up on top afterall.", to which I couldn't
help but smile.

Michael just continued to look at them, seeming to have a look of
longing in his countenance.

That's when I remembered that he had no girlfriend, and knew that he
was probably lonely and stuff. I really found myself liking Michael a
lot, I could tell he was deeper than he appeared on the surface. I
decided to try and see what was goin on in his mind a little.

"So, where do you stand with girls and stuff, Michael?"

He pondered a moment then shook his head slightly, "On the other side
of the Mississippi river, never met one that I was truly into
really." Michael grinned then, and looked from Shel and Ben's clump
to me and Randy saying, "But I know guys that I'm attracted to. Guess
that makes me, uh, gay, don't it?"

"Mmm, a little, but we don't hold it against ya.", Randy said good
naturedly, puttin his arm around Michael's shoulder and pulling im
over a little bit.

After seeing that Randy might not be gay, but didn't mind gay people,
I decided to just go ahead and letem know about me too. Besides, we
were glowing with vodka at the time, so it wasn't that hard anyway!

"I'm gay too, I think. I'm not a flaming queer or nothin, but I'm
homo I guess you could say."

Randy turned and looked at me, "Welp, you're still one of the bro's,
and I'm not sure. I might be, but I might try things out further with
girls before making a decision. But, whether I am or ain't won't
change how we care about eachother though, right?"

"Right.", I said putting my arm over Michael's shoulders to rest my
hand on Randy's.

About that time, Shel and Ben came over to where we were sitting and
plopped down next to us.

"That...was soooooo goood.", Ben moaned as he rolled onto his back.

"For real, that was better than I imagined, both ways.", Shel said
shaking Michael's leg.

I reached down with my bare foot and ran my toes through Shel's hair
as he lay at my feet. He jokingly let his tongue hang out as he
spasticly shook his right leg like a dog. Michael thought it was
funny as hell, and joined in, to which Shel appeared to go into shock.

"I'll never get it...", I said.

"That's alright, as long as you don't stop!", Shel said as his
shoulders moved around with his fit of pleasure.

Michael was tickled by the sight before him, but then he got a little
more serious as he spoke.

Michael looked at us and said, "I'm glad that we were all able to do
this, this is alot to me, I mean, I'm homosexual, and have dated and
done things to hide it for a long time now, and meeting people that
don't mind doing things with other guys and such, means a great deal.
Really."

"Well, I'm not sure that I'm completely homo, but I know I like guys,
mostly you guys, and ya'll are probably the only guys that I would be
really interested in doin this stuff with, just cause I like ya'll so
much, ya know? But who knows, time'll tell, right?", Shel said
kindly. "I don't care if you're, gay or whatever, so long as you
don't act like it too much, it shouldn't be a huge problem with other
people in the area, hopefully anyway."

"Thanks.", Michael said smiling genuinely.

"I'm either bi or gay or somethin, but I don't like the 'gay' lable
so much myself. This all feels so natural, that I don't think there
should be any more of a lable for this as there is for hets. Straight
guys don't introduce themselves, "Hi I'm so n so and I'm straight."
And I don't think we should have to feel that way either.", Ben said
matter of factly. I could see his father in him at that moment, and
it made me smile, thinking that I may be seing in him what my father
saw in Mr. Harrison or something.

We all ended up just laying down where we were and dozing off. When I
awoke, it was still probably around 3 in the morning, but I had to
piss like crazy. I eased myself out of Randy and Michael's grip, and
gently slid my leg out from under Shel's head and stepped off by the
fourwheelers to relieve myself. Soon, I heard more pissing, and I
turned over to see Michael standing a few feet away, his semi piss
hardon standing out in front of him as he pissed. We pissed forever
it seemed, but then we sat on the four wheeler and just talked about
nothing. He said some things about the girls he'd dated and stuff,
but nothing extraordinary. I wanted to ask about the time he walked
in on my dad and his dad, but thought that it was a bit late for
that, and would wait til later. As we got up to head back to the
sleeping bags, he took my arm and asked me,

"Dave, I know we just got to know eachother tonight, but uh, can I
kiss you?", Michael said, as though we were on our first date and he
didn't want to looke whorish. I just smiled as I pulled his naked
warm body against mine and our lips met forcefully, and his
experienced tongue began to show me how it's done. He had more
experience with kissing and the like, so I just let him lead. We
kissed for over a minute or two, and finally broke for air. I could
see his teeth glowing in the moonlight and the dim glow of his skin
in the dwindling fire, and knew he was 'brother' material.