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The story below is a work of fiction, set in the
format of reality. Any resemblance to real people is
entirely coincidental in nature. It is not meant to
accurately reflect upon persons in towns, cities, or
governmental areas, in which the story is staged. If a
sexual scene involving male-to-male relationships
offends you, then you should not read this story.
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Living In The Lap Of Luxury 08 (M/M oral anal BDSM)
The continuing epic fantasy of the Buffalo Boys
wriTten by T. Chase McPhee

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Hey, thats not fair!

What isnt fair, Dario?

Dario suddenly changed his mind about Mac pinching his
nip, as he went for the blue dot, in the Twister game.
He decided not to get mad, but to wait and get even.
Sure enough, when the next turn came around, Dario had
to reach over Mac. His crotch came right up to Macs
crevice.

What you think youre doing, Dario? Mac questioned,
in his Irish brogh.

Playing the game! he smiled.

Somebody hurry up and spin? Mac shouted out, trying
to bend lower, over Rons bare back.

However, Mac had to wait three spins, to get Dario off
his back, which resulted in Dougie causing all the
guys to fall to the floor.

Dougie, you spazz! Matt called him, as Dougies chin
hit him in the balls.

Sorry bout that. Um, by the way, are you a top of
bottom?

I prefer top, but I have bottomed.

Whew! Thats good.

Whys that? You dont bottom?

Never have, but I do like to get with the oral stuff,
if you know what I mean?

Matt wiggled his eyebrows, not refuting Dougies
insinuations. With the game ended, they decided it was
bedtime. The quartet, Nick, Dougie, Steve and Matt
stood there, in the pool room.

Well, is tonight going to be the night? Steve
questioned Nick.

Its up to... what do you say, Douglass?

Dougie turned to Matt and asked, Im game, you?

Like a full circle, the question came back to Steves
pocket.

I dunno. I still feel kind of funny. Um, one thing
is, we cant rightly do this in front of the guys that
are staying in our rooms.

Oh, I didnt think of that, Nick replied.

Dougie to the rescue!

Um, theres the rooms the boys have vacated.

Nick says, Yes, but they wont be made up til
tomorrow.

Steve quips, So, you never changed a bedsheet before,
Nick?

Actually, Nick lets on, we had the same service in
our house. No, never did it completely on my own.

Hows that? Matt asked.

Well, when I was a kid, I wanted to help the maid do
it, so he let me.

You had male maids, Nick? Steve questioned.

However, Dougie, eagerly asks frankly, Um, can we get
on with this? Ive been horny over Matt all day!

Um, yeah. Me too! Matt agrees.

Nick says, Race you to the door, Steve!

Steve took the stairs two at a time, shaming Nick.

Oh man are you out of shape, Steve said, slowing his
step, as they came to what they figured a vacant room.

Not at camp I wasnt. Its these last coupla days,
its this living in the lap of luxury, thats done it
to me, Steve, Nick replied, gasping for air.

Just think, Nick.

What? Nick asked, as Steve had his hand on the
doorknob.

After you suck and lick me, all you have to do is lay
there while I pound your ass!

I cant wait.

When Steve opened the door, they both replied, Oops!
Sorry guys!

Backing out, they laughed.

Hot scene to jerk off to, huh Nick?

Id rather jerk off to our hot scene, Steve.

Um, I wonder what happened to our boys?

I dont even think they made it up the stairs.
Probably Douglass has Matt on his back already.

That I doubt, Steve replied. No, Matthew likes a
long, long period of foreplay before he... ahem! Does
me in!

So, you do like to get fucked, Steve?

By him. Why, you want a try at it?

Well, its not like I havent taken an ass in my
lifetime, Steve.

Um, before we get started, that Twister game kind of
sweated me up. Mind if I take a shower, Nick?

Help yourself.

Steve reported immediately to the adjoining jon.

Dont take long, Steve.

Oh, I wouldnt.

Nick could tell, Steve already stepping out of his
shorts. He did the same for himself, tossing them on
the chair. He noticed the sheets had been changed, so
pulled down the bedcovers, lying down. As he often
said at home, he repeated over to himself, Ahhhhhh,
living in the lap of luxury, putting his hands behind
his head and stretching his naked body out on the
mattress. Time seemed to go by faster than what his
mind let on. Looking to the jon door, steam pouring
out, he decided to get a jump on the evening. Sitting
on the edge of the bed, he hoisted himself out and
walked across to the jon door. Smiling the whole way,
his cock began having pitter patters, his hand finally
taking up the need to provoke the sensation. When he
split the sliding glass door open, Steve had something
to gawk at.

Oh my! You didnt even wait for me, Nick.

Happens.

Without asking, nor waiting to be invited, Nick closed
the silver trimmed glass door behind himself, walking
right into Steves arms.

Ooooooooooooh, Ive been waiting all afternoon for
this!

Nick seconded the motion. Down the hall, true to
Steves and Nicks thoughts, Dougie and Matt wasted no
time. Since the unofficial rules of the Twister game
had the two shucking socks and shirts, taking off the
unzipped bottoms, peeling away the interiors, left the
two ready to jump in the sack.

I dont know where to start, Dougie. All of you looks
sooooo good!

When Nick does it, he goes straight for my chest.

Salty! Matt replied, tasting the smooth middle.

Yeah, um, cool, but can you kinda hurry it up, Matt?

Told you I like long foreplay.

No you didnt.

I didnt? I couldve sworn...

Nope.

Matt smiled back at Dougie. He didnt have to spell
out the fact that something was poking him in the
stomach, almost fucking his bellyhole.
However, true to Steves response to Nick, he did like
a long period of foreplay. Riding up on Dougies bod,
he took hold of the nineteen year olds wrists and
bound them above his head, going for the lips. In slow
motion, without breaking their lips apart, Dougie
slowly lowered their arms, clasping interwoven
fingers, to Matts sides. Then, with a lilting body
motion, forced hands behind the twenty-four year olds
back, shifting his left side up so that Matt fell on
his side. Soon Dougie was man on top. Grinding his
stalk into Matts crotch, he broke off the kiss.

Um, I guess you cant wait to fill my ass, huh?

Ive been off and on hard for you all day, Matt.

Well, cant stop destiny, I suppose.

Except...

Dougie careened over, back from whence he came, lying
on his back on the bed.

Whatsamatter, Dougie? You sick or something?

I cant do it.

Cant do what?

Sorry Matt.

For what?

Disappointing you. Matt, I cant fuck you.

Im not disappointed, Dougie.

Youre not?

Nope. Im happy enough that I got to lay with you,
kiss you. Thats good enough. Id rather have some
friendly necking, then heavy sex. I mean its not like
Im your lover.

Precisely, Matt.

Whew! Im glad you agree, Dougie.

I mean, I like you a lot Matt. In time Ill learn to
love you, but I think as a cool friend.

Hey, thats just what I was going to say.

Oh cool. I was hoping you would agree.

Im cool with it.

I wonder how Nick and Steve are doing.

Do you think they got there yet?

I dunno. Lets lay here in the dark and hug each
other. Mind doing that, Matt?

Not at all.

By the way, I like your fuzzy chest and stomach.

Im not as hairy as Nick.

You can say that again.

Im not as....

Dougie didnt let Matt finish, closing in for a
lip-lock.

I cant believe for a grand, luxurious home like
this, theyre so chintzy on the hot water!

Think of it as conservation, Steve, Nick
rationalized, drying himself off.

Youre bod is just so hot, Nick, Steve deviated from
the subject, pinning Nick up against the vanity.

Is this how you humiliated those muscle jocks you
talked about, Steve?

Oh no. I havent gotten to that point yet.

Oh? The way you talked.... hee heee.. I cant believe
the story you told me about your boss making you eat
that blueberry muffin from his bare-naked pubes.

Quiet or Ill have you...

Steves head dropped to his chest, watching Nick fall
to his knees.

Ooooooooooh, Steve gasped.

On his way down, Nick stuck his tongue out, painted a
line of saliva down Steves bod, down his blond trail,
darting quickly in and out of his deep navel, then
sweetly kissing his way down his treasure trail,
skipping his pubic hair, to slide down his 8.5c, like
a ski slope. When he got to the summit, he ascended,
mouth open.

Oooooooooooh shit!

Steves hands went to the sides of Nicks head.
Choking, Nick pressed his hands against Steves
thighs.

Ooops! Sorry bout that Nick.

No problem. I mean... I didnt realize how big you
got there, Steve.

No, my fault. I got carried away, Nick. Um, why dont
we head on into the bedroom.

Cool. Then I can take my time getting you aroused.

Getting, Nick? Im way beyond that stage already.

However, when they entered the bedroom, from the
adjoining jon, they had quite the surprise.

Well whats this, Matt?

Yeah, Dougie. We thought you two...

Chickened out, I guess, Dougie foretold.

I wouldnt say that, Matt tried his hand at
explaining, more like... well...

I didnt think its right that I fucked Matt.

Steve and Nick look at each other.

I can understand that, Steve replied.

You can? Nick asked, puzzled.

I imagine that like me, Dougie sees Matt, like I see
you, Nick, as a hot stud wanting to get breeded,
but... walking over to Matt, Steve continues,
theres only one man in my life that I want to be
involved in that ritual. Its like a something
sacred.

I know where youre coming from, Nick replies,
walking over to his honey.

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Damn it!

Dil slowly turned his back over, then uprighted
himself.

Something wrong, Peter?

Yeah, Im frustrated.

Over what?

Dont laugh.

I wouldnt do that. Now, talk to me, Peter.

While your back was to me, I figured I could scoot up
behind you... put my arms around you, hug you, Peter
said sweetly. I wanted to make your waking up
special, then frustrated, added, but these damned
legs didnt want to cooperate.

Sliding down, Dil let his body turn, facing the laid
out guy just a year younger than himself. 

Good morning, Dil bellowed, kissing Peter on the
cheek. Can we start all over again?

I suppose.

Peter?

Yeah?

Somewhere between last night and this morning, Ive
decided that I like you very much... that I want to
stick around you.

Yeah? Peters attitude rose up a few hundred
degrees.

Dil could tell his heartfelt words created a new
meaning for Peter.

Right. Peter, theres nothing here for me. Wherever
you are headed, Id like to come along.

I havent talked too much about that to you, Dil, but
Id like that. Only thing is, with the accident and
these bum legs, I kind of got sidetracked from
college.

That could work. Thats how I got screwed here, with
Adrian. I never could get enough cash together, to
attend college. We could both do it together.

Cool!

I know pottery had been your interest. Have you
thought of another area of preference?

Tell you the truth, Dil. I got so hung up in my own
disabilities, then the thing with.... he looks at
Dil.

What, Peter?

Smiling, he says, I guess I dont have to worry about
meeting a guy anymore.

Dil accepted the statement, bending over giving Peter
a sweet kiss.

Only one thing could drive me away.

Oooooh, dont...

Dont worry, Peter. Wouldnt happen, unless I hear
anything more of you cant do this, cant do that.
Im here for you and were going to work on you
getting your life back together, together. I mean,
youre not the only one here that has lost a sense of
purpose, you know?

I kind of figured that out, Dil, the way Adrian
treated you. Must of been like being his slave.

Getting up on his knees, facing Peter, Dil replies,
Well, thats a thing of the past and whatever has had
you depressed, is behind us.

I like that sound of that, Dil... behind us. Man,
you dont know how I longed to hear something of that
sorts.

Well, were going to start your new life...

Our new life, Dil?

Yeah, our new life, with a walk.

Walk?

Yeah, me walk - you ride!

Oh. That kind of walk. I sure wish that...

Un-uh... theres that negative attitude rolling in.
Cmon. First well take a little shower. 

Dil points out the dry stains on Peters stomach.

Remember me massaging your insides last night,
Peter?

Hell yeah! How can I forget! Oh man was that soooooo
sweet!

And when you blew your load all over yourself?

Best orgasm Ive had in a coupla years!

Dil had Peter back in the swing of things.

Cmon. Tub time!

Youre crazy! Peter called Dil.

Doing as requested, Peter put his arms forwards and
let himself flop over Dils back. As with having to
pee yesterday, his tippee toes touched the floor,
while being carried off to the jon.

Um, one thing you have to be careful of.

Whats that Peter?

When Im sitting in the tub like this, I could slip
down underneath the water, so dont leave me alone for
a minute.

Good tip. Ill keep that in mind. But dont worry. I
dont have any intentions of losing you.

As good as gold, Peter knowing Dils intentions set
him back in the saddle of happiness. He hadnt felt
this awesome in such a long time that he couldnt keep
the grin off his face. At first Dil knelt, facing
Peter, then carefully stepped over him, trying to get
behind him.

Hee heee....

What?

Nothing. Except you just bonked me in the head with
your balls!

You dont think I didnt notice?

I almost looked up and tried catching one in my
mouth.

Oh dont you worry. There will be plenty of time to
go fishing, Peter!

As Dil slipped behind him, he warned, Now, I know
your legs dont have feelings, but these balls sure
do, so be careful you dont go sitting on them.

One thing.

Whats that, Peter?

Steve said something about making that cottage behind
the house handicap-friendly.

That he did. So?

I think we should make sure it has a wide bathtub.

True. My idea isnt working out too well, is it?

Not bad. I hope you dont mind me saying so, but....

Peter looked over his shoulder.

Listen, Peter, if anything troubles you, I want you
to let me know. Thats part of making a relationship
grow.

Okay. Your knees are like squishing my rib cage
together.

Is that why youre turning blue?

They laughed, as Dil carefully pressed himself up from
the tub.

I suppose youre going to complain about that, too?

Well, Dil, Peter said rather comically, I never got
rained on by a set of wet balls!

Only by a pumped cock, huh?

Oh man that orgasm was so hot last night, Dil!

Hmm....

What?

Im just thinking about the competition Im up
against, with tonights close encounter!

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Oooooh, I think I have a love hangover....

Steve, waking before the others, discovers his arms
are enfolding not Matthew, but Nick. Hes actually
pleased that his comment didnt stir awake the others.
With his hand already over the side of Nicks bod, he
reaches down and strokes his hand over the soft, furry
pecs. At the same time, he cant control the action of
his cock, against Nicks ass. 

Mmmmmmm, feels nice Dougie, Nick compliments. 

Backing off, Steve laughs.

What tha? Oh, its you.

Whats the matter, Nick? My chest stroking isnt as
nice as Douglass?

No. I mean yes. It felt... good. Tell me something,
Steve.

Shoot.

If it came to where you and I... if you...

If I had the opportunity to fuck you, would I have?

Um.. yeah.

>From the other side of the bed they hear, Damn, Steve
would you pound his ass and get it over with?

Douglass!

The both of them yelled his name out together.

Matthew, the last to enter the world of the living,
quizzes, Whats going on?

Dougie falsely states, Nick wants Steve to fuck him
and I gave Steve the go ahead.

I did no such thing, Nick called out, Steve refuting
the statement, as well.

Matt stunned them all, frankly admitting, Hell, I
kind of still feel horny to have Dougie up my ass!

Can we watch? Nick jokes.

Yeah, Steve leads them on, would be cool fuckin
Nick and watching you two go at it.

Forget it, Steve, Matt replies.

Knowing they all had to get up and be on their way,
back to NJ, Dougie gets up, telling them all, To be
continued!

%

I wonder how Peter made out?

Is that what youre thinking about? I thought maybe
it had been the spider on the ceiling, Dash.

Spider! Eeeeeeks!

Calm down. Theres no spider.

Oh good. I hate them wretched creatures.

Maybe so, but if I ever want you in my arms this
quick, Ill know what ammunition to use!

Sure enough, Dash had cuddled up into Boones embrace.

You know Im real proud of you, Dash.

What on earth for?

One thing, all last night while we played around, you
didnt make mention of your brother once. Did you know
that?

I had realized that, no. Mustve been.... Dash
stops, midsentence.

What?

With his index finger running loops around the hairy
path of Boones right nip, he replies, Yknow,
neither one us fessed up to which role we wanted, in
bed.

I know, Boone lets out a long sigh, lying here with
you, kissing, having your tasty tongue licking around
my nips... have you discovered one of my weaknesses?

Like right now, I figured your cock stretching out,
had been a product of my finger provoking your nip to
get hard.

Last night your tongue did a nice job, as well.

Oh believe me, Boone, you werent the only one
getting something out of that. I mean, the tip of my
tongue feeling your hard nub felt so awesome.

It did, did it?

Hell yeah... I wanted to do soooo much more, but we
fell asleep.

More, huh? Like what?

The two soft generators, between Boones legs began to
pump up the power, sending waves of electricity
through his crotch, at the description of what
pleasure Dashs tongue could provide. One of the
reasons Boone provoked Dashs imagination.

Um, wouldnt you rather me show you than... you
know?

Grinning away, signaling each other that actions speak
louder than words, communicated the necessity to carry
out the affirmative to Dashs questioning. 

Hell, whatre you waiting for, man?

Sideways, Dash scraped across Boones bare stomach and
pubes, causing quite a tumult, for both.

Hee hee... looks like we both have a lot in common!

Boones assumption had been correct. As if two pieces
of a puzzle fitting together correctly, slowly their
quest at defining roles, as the eighteen year olds
came together. Dash hardly felt his chest fuzz, scrape
along Boones stomach, but his tongue sure did sense
the defined trail separating Boones stomach, licking
his way down. 

Nice! Boone commented, at the licking motion.

All the way down Boones stomach, Dash licked away at
the light brown colored belly trail. Instead of
dragging himself along Boones pleasure center, he
slowly slid to his knees, raising up his own ass. As
if a carefully executed plan, he rose up as his face
reached his destination, Boones already inflated
boner. 

Oh man! Were going to have such a hot life
together... I know it!

Tracing the tip of his tongue down Boones shaft,
Dashs beginnings of a goatee, helped massage the 9c.
All the time, he stare up Boones bod, taking in the
sight of his defined trail, it disappearing between
pecs, Boones chin, as he sank his head into the
pillow, his mouth wide open, resulting from the
awesome feelings. All the time Dash licked, sucked and
carried out with his oral pampering of Boones cock
and balls, he stare pillow-side to gain Boones
reactions, other than the constant guttural moanings.

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Not so bad, was it?

Um, no.

Whats the matter?

Youve still got soap on you, Dil.

Where? Dil cross-examined himself.

Three inches or so below your cute navel.

As Peter lay flat on his back, on the bed, Dil looked
down his naked body, examining his front, pulling his
stomach in with his hands, to gaze beyond.

If it wasnt so soapy, Id help you out of your
predickament, Dil.

Hee heee... I think I could use it.. hey, let me go
back and shower this off. Chances are, it could still
be hard when I get out.

If its not, I could firm it up for you again?

Horny bastard! Dil accused Peter.

Leaving the room, both felt giddy. Peter pressed with
all his might, boosting himself up towards the
pillows. Damn legs! Why dont you just move! But
they didnt, so Peter had to use the rest of his body
as a tool to drag them along for the ride.

That was quick, Dil.

What can I say, Peter. Youve gotten me all excited.

And you just cant hide it?

Quoting the Pointer Sisters song, Peter looked upon
Dil, at the half-hardened schlong.

Well, it stayed mostly hard. I tried being careful to
make sure I touched it while washing the soap off.

While talking to Peter, he slowly lowered himself on
the bed. As he bent down for a kiss, his leg swung
over the twenty-three year olds bod, nestling next to
his left rib. 

Oh man was that hot!

What?

Your cock stabbing me in the stomach, Dil.

Hmm.. Id rather have it stabbing somewheres else!

Can I lube it up for you?

Smiling, Dil thought Peter jumped the gun. He figured
on some sweet lip-locking first, but opted out, to
make Peter happy.

Of course, Dil deviated from plan.

Knowing that it would feel like sweet torture for
Peter, Dil purposefully dragged his cock up his belly,
getting some sweet sensations, dragging it between
Peters pecs, through the soft, sandy blond chest fur.

Youre doing that on purpose, Dil, arent you?

Doing what? 

Dil knew, cracking a toothy smile.

Making me wait like that, sadist!

Okay.. I admit it, but I better get a good lube job!

Oh, you will. Guaranteed or your money back!

Unlike good business, Dil didnt wait to sign a
contract. Opening up for business, Peter formed an
O, the lube chamber readying to accept Dils fucking
vehicle.

Mmmmmmmm, Peter chimed, as Dil sunk into his mouth.

Ever deep throat? Dil asked.

>From down deep Dil received a negative response, so
didnt push it!

%

To Be Continued.............

Authors note: Follow this link, to read the earlier
stories of the 
Buffalo Boys. With this 13 segment introduction, you
will have
better insight of whom the characters are and from
where they
originated. 

http://library.gaycafe.com/nifty/gay/authoritarian/buffalo-boys/

© 2006  T. Chase McPhee 
This story may not be sold or made part of any
collection without prior written permission.



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