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A Turn Of Events
By Les Lea

I'd answered an advert on the net that promised an orgy if you were successful in your application to attend. They were obviously just looking for young, always horny guys but seemed only to want good lookers. I had my suspicions about who might be running these events but thought that if I didn't apply, I'd never know… and besides that… I had so much spunk in my balls I was desperate to find a way of relieving the pressure. Luckily, after I'd sent the requested naked photo of myself complete with my stats, I'd been invited to meet a couple of guys at a local pub. Danny and Mike were all I'd ever dreamed of in my nocturnal hopes of finding a partner. The fact that they were two such horny guys was really overload time and I could have spunked in my pants as soon as they introduced themselves. Danny was a fantastic shade of brown, I thought he might be from a mixed marriage but I didn't ask because I was distracted as his pure white
 smile and glittering eyes had won me over straight away. Mike was no less attractive but he was white and together, well as far as looks were concerned, they made the perfect couple. We chatted over a pint and they were very complimentary about me. They told me that my photo had them both shooting a load at the screen as soon as they saw it and couldn't wait to take me to the promised orgy. I could see from the lumps at the crotch in their jeans that they weren't kidding either and I wanted to down my drink as fast as possible to take advantage of what was hopefully on offer. At 20 years old I hadn't had much experience but one thing I did know was that if these two guys wanted to fuck me blind… I would be up for it. Hell, for the past 5 years all I'd ever thought about was having sex with another guy. What seemed like every waking moment my brain filled my head with thoughts of being fucked and fucking with other lads. I'd had a few furtive
 wanks with strangers in a cottage near where I lived but, although they were exciting at the time (I was at an impressionable age then), they weren't what I wanted now. Having said that, each time the guys had wanked me satisfactorily to a suitable climax and I'd shot all my spunk into my little underpants I felt even sexier. Walking home with that 'damp and guilty' feeling was quite a turn on and often made me stop to find another place to wank off and add to the slimy puddle in my pants. At that young age I was sporting a stiffy about 90% of my waking life. Wanking me off was all I would let those older dudes do. At that age, when a dude suggested he wanted to go down on me I panicked and said no. I was so worried he would bite my cock off… then how would I explain that at the hospital… or to my mum?
Anyway, although it was something I'd been doing for myself for a long time, the act of having someone else hold my cock and work me to a spurting climax was enough to satisfy my young needs… but now I wanted more. I'd got my head into a place and wasn't frightened anymore… and I was determined to get some real action. So, when I saw that advert in one of the newsgroups on my computer, I just had to experience it all for myself. The promise of an orgy filled my head with an arena full of hunky guys just shagging each other for all they were worth… and when they'd finished with one, they'd move on to another in an endless supply of spunk. Now, here I was with Danny and Mike and they were the embodiment of the type of guys that I had lusted after in my dreams… and they were going to introduce me to my first orgy. We chatted some more and, as we downed that first pint, I really couldn't believe my luck that I was in the company of a
 couple of real beauts. So, when they assumed that the orgy wouldn't get going for ages… and suggested that I go back to their place…. I took the hint and readily agreed.

I was hardly through their front door when Danny planted that soft first kiss on my unsuspecting lips. This was my first man to man kiss and it wasn't what I expected at all. The gentle brush against my lips, sort of tentatively exploring was fantastic. When his tongue brushed my top lip and lingered I opened my mouth on reflex and let him move in. He swirled his licky tongue all over my lips, teeth and gums and eventually planted his lips firmly against mine and we kissed. God it felt good. With a hand resting at the back of my head and his other hugging my bum against him, I felt sure I was in heaven. I'd closed my eyes, as if in a dream, all the way through this, and I'm not sure why, but when I opened them again I saw those sparkling eyes gazing back at me, he also had a smile on his face. "You're lovely to hold and kiss." He whispered "Do you want to go to the bedroom?" I was happily surprised that I had a choice but nodded as he
 took my hand and led me upstairs. As I followed I couldn't help but notice his fantastic bum hugged superbly in his jeans. The seam separating his cheeks in a most wonderful way and I couldn't wait to see him naked. I was just wondering what had happened to Mike when he appeared at the bedroom door already naked and smiling. His body was next to perfection. Everything was tight and muscled and his cock was thickening up nicely and already heavy with blood.  He then came up and kissed me and it was as exciting as it had been with Danny. His firmness was different but no less welcome and again I loved the attention this hunk was showing me. He smelled fresh… straight out of the shower and his damp short hair was heavy with a scent I couldn't place. As Mike took over the entertaining duties I could hear the shower and thought Danny and Mike must have a cleanliness thing going. I wondered if I should also take part myself but that wasn't to be, as
 Mike led me towards the big black iron-framed bed. Briefly, I also took in the tasteful black and red duvet, which fitted in with the rest of the room's colour scheme but my main attention was on his gleaming muscled body… it was just a visual treat. Mike's hands were inside my pants and pulling gently on my cock… I was hard and loving it. He released the buttons and my jeans fell around my ankles. He held me close and rubbed himself up against my bulging white figure hugging nylon undies, giving my cock a different sensation to any it had experienced before. My shirt was next to hit the floor, along with my shoes and socks. All the while Mike was attentive to my lips and cock and... well, all my body seemed to thrill under his touch. Soon I was guided to the bed and lay out in just my briefs, which were bulging at the thought of what was happening and what might. Danny appeared glistening and all but naked. A small white towel was wrapped
 around his waist as he dried his short dark curls with another. The subdued light in the room was more than enough to see just what a superb body he had and of course the white of the tightly fitted towel just seemed to emphasise his superb body. I could see a bulge growing under the towel as he wondered, still all smiles, over to join Mike and myself on the bed. Mike was still rubbing himself against my right hip as Danny came and joined me on the left. I was in a sandwich with a couple of glorious looking guys and I was leaking so much pre-cum into my bursting pants it was unbelievable. Danny leaned over to kiss me as Mike slipped down the bed, pulling down my briefs with his teeth and eventually settled on sucking my oozing knob. "Oh fuck" was all I heard from Mike. I couldn't say anything as Danny's tongue had taken up residency in my mouth but a shiver of sheer pleasure shot through my body as my dick spasmed in that warm wet cavern. I felt
 my pants being pulled off and I was naked with my stiffy lodged in Mike's eager throat. God… I didn't know anyone could take a cock that far down a throat but Mike seemed to enjoy slurping up and down on it in long, deep movements. Danny left my mouth and travelled down my spine, licking all the way down to the small of my back. The sensations were fantastic as he neared my bum I was full of expectation and wonder. I didn't know what to expect, after all I was still a virgin (although these two guys giving me the works weren't aware of that) but I knew just to let things happen with these two hunks. I felt I could trust them and so far so good. 

Danny's tongue lapping at my arse was a real treat and I couldn't get over how fantastic it felt. For some reason I thought that if this is what a dick up my bum felt like I wasn't going to worry about a thing. His tongue wiggled around and slipped past my arse ring and I got a huge surprise as to how my body reacted. Firstly, my cock spunked up into Mike's mouth as I let out a squeal of ecstasy and grabbed hold of the poor guy's ears to thrust my cock even further down his throat. Meanwhile, Danny had removed his towel and as I was shagging Mike's face in a moment of orgasmic frenzy, Danny introduced his cock to my wet slippery channel. One hard push and he was in and had me impaled on his thick shaft. I had no idea how large he was but my hole felt like it was being split in two and my squeal of ecstasy changed to one of pain. Mike had his hands holding my bum. Not only pulling me tightly into his face to get more cock in his throat but
 also pulling my cheeks apart to allow better access for Danny. His thick cock hurt like hell and my smiling black friend was trying to calm me down as I begged him to take it out. He was telling me to relax as his cock plunged a few centimetres deeper but I was angry and felt betrayed. I screamed for him to take it out but he just 'shushed' me and repeated for me to relax. How the hell could I relax, I thought, with a huge fucking thing pushing hard into my guts? I felt Mike's teeth grip onto my cock as Danny started to slowly withdraw his cock. But no sooner was he part way out than he rammed back in again and began to buck wildly into me. I screamed and tried to writhe free but the hands that had held my arse apart gripped each wrist and held me firm as his mate pummelled my virgin bum. The pain was intense and I was crying for it to stop. I couldn't fight these two guys and I couldn't pull away but after only a couple of minutes another
 sensation took over and I spunked for a second time into Mike's willing mouth. Danny slowed his fucking and his calming words began to register as he took to fucking my butt in deep sensuous movements that had my entire body quaking in pleasure. Despite the initial pain his cock burrowing deep within me got my juices flowing and I began to love the slow fuck he'd decided on. His thick cock forcing my slippery hole wide enough to let him in but I still tried to squeeze it tight because I heard him moan with pleasure each time my arse gripped his probing cock. There were times when he was so deep I didn't know what my reaction should be… I was hurting but it was Danny's cock and I thought that was wonderful. He hit and scraped against bits of my rectum that had me squealing in pleasure and moments later I'd be trying to stifle a cry of anguish as he'd batter or poke something so far inside me I couldn't even imagine where he was. My cock
 blew again and still Mike's lips licked and sucked on my silky and raw knob end. Danny was in my ear asking if I was OK. Was I enjoying it? All I could do was moan and nod as his pace began to pick up. "Ohh baby," he breathlessly moaned in my ear, "I'm going to fill that arse of yours with a gallon of prime…" He stopped talking as he thrust harder and deeper. "Oh fuck. Ohhhh fu…ck… you are fuckin'… oh man…" Again he tailed off as his big cock rapidly rammed in and out of my tender hole. Mike's hands gripped my arse cheeks and pulled them apart as Danny's flailing cock pounded on unmercifully. I was crying and screaming and moaning all at the same time as I didn't know what to make of these incredible sensations that took hold of my body. I bucked harder into Mike's mouth, wriggled, trying to get more of Danny's cock into me, if that was possible, and was desperate for that hunky black man behind me to finish the job
 he started. "Fuck… in…"he screamed, and then lost his voice as he power-fucked me to his orgasm. Yelps and moans and muffled expletives tumbled from his mouth as his cock pumped every thing out of his bollocks and flooded my insides. Once he'd cum he slowly carried on fucking me using his salty load as lubrication. Mike left my cock and came up to kiss me. "You OK?" he asked as he looked into my eyes. I nodded through the sweat that left my skin with a silky sheen. He smiled and kissed me lightly on the lips. I was knackered but returned both his smile and his kiss. Meanwhile, behind me I could feel Danny nibbling the short hairs on the back of my neck. "That was… fucking ace." He paused for a moment then nibbled my ear a bit before continuing. "Mike I think we have definitely found a star. He nuzzled up to my ear again in a low sexy whisper "You are a terrific fuck." His dick was still slowly ploughing into me and I just
 didn't want him to stop. Even though I was absolutely knackered I loved lying between these two utter gods and being the centre of all their attention. We all hugged each other in a fantastic threesome… at that moment I don't think I'd ever felt happier.

Danny slowly withdrew and I turned to kiss him, and quite rightly, Mike slipped into my well lubed and inflamed channel and took over where his boyfriend left off. Mike's fucking technique was different to Danny's and his slow but thorough shag kept me stiff and on the edge of explosion for over an hour, while I explored Danny's face with my tongue. I couldn't believe this was my first ever fuck and just how painful and erotically charged it had turned out to be. My arse hole felt really battered and sore but as soon as Mike's cock felt like it was going to slip out, I fought like hell, by wriggling my hips, to get him to shove it all the way back up. Eventually, Danny pulled away and went off to do something and I watched as that perfect arse disappeared around the bedroom door. Mike took the opportunity to pull out and then crawl between my legs. Pulling my legs up onto his shoulders he pushed his thick and heavy cock back into my blasted
 arse hole. Hell, what a feeling. His cock hit my insides and I loved to watch his face as he slid in and out, pleasuring himself, fighting off the desire to come and seemingly enjoying shagging my battered butt. He said that Danny was right… I was a fantastic fuck and that I looked just perfect laid there with his cock ploughing deep and hard. The room was filled with my moans, his sexy grunts and that slurping luby sounds as his cock powered harder and deeper in and out of my sloppy hole. Mike was big and he really hurt as he plunged in deeper with each thrust. I was crying out in agony as he speeded up before flooding my insides and letting his spunk mix with his lovers. "God you make me want to come over and over again." He said in a breathless whisper, "Perhaps we'd better have a break." I wasn't sure if that meant we had finished or that I was going to be fucked again. When Danny arrived with a chilled bottle of white wine and three
 glasses I had my answer. We didn't use the wine goblets as they poured the wine over various bits of my body and licked or sucked it up. It wasn't long before my arse was full of both Mike's and Danny's cocks and my insides being blasted again with their creamy loads… with a dash of wine. I stayed with them for the rest of the night but I didn't get any rest. The fucking just continued and even when I was shagged out, Mike and Danny had more ideas of where my legs, cock and arse should be and I was permanently in a state of sexual excitement as they used my body for their pleasure and helped me appreciate what my body responded to. Any thoughts of going to my first orgy had been abandoned as I took the rampant cocks of these two godlike characters. Despite the fact I was aching and completely worn out I just didn't want any of it to end and assumed that, had I been at an orgy, I would be expected to still be going strong. I
 enthusiastically threw myself into anything the guys suggested and was rewarded with the complete attention of this sexy, horny and inventive couple.

I ached and smelled of sweat and spunk when I finally left their nice modern home and headed back to my own where I lived with my mum, dad and bother. Even at my age I shared a room with my younger brother and had done for most of my life. Because I was so knackered I just collapsed in a sleepy heap almost as soon as I got through the bedroom door. I'd managed to strip down to my briefs before I climbed into bed and was asleep in seconds.  At some point, the bedding had fallen away leaving me on view but protected only by my spunky briefs. When I awoke a few hours later Jimmy, my brother, was sat on his bed in just his boxers looking at me in a very quizzical way. "You stink of spunk" was all he said with a disdainful grimace on his face. "You look like you've been wanking the entire night." It was true, my underpants were in a messy state and as I reached to cover myself up I started to get a stiffy from thinking of what had happened the
 night before. Before I had chance to cover my embarrassment he yanked down the covers again and with a huge whoop of joy grabbed hold of my hardening dick. "OK," he said in a mock gangster impression, "who done this to yer?" This was my 16 year-old brother holding tight onto my dick and I was caught a bit off guard. Although we'd shared the room for over 14 years I'd never thought sexually about my little brother at all. Over the years we'd seen each other naked many times - hell, I used to have to change him when he was a baby so, during the time since, being naked or seeing each others erection didn't faze either of us. Although he was 4 years younger than me we'd always been close and I suppose, I'd always just wanted to look after my 'baby' brother. Even as a kid he'd climb into my bed when he was frightened of the thunder, or had a bad dream, or because he was cold… or just for some comfort. Neither of us thought
 anything about it but now, with his hand holding onto my stiff dick, things had changed. I suppose up until this point I'd always still thought of him as my little brother. I hadn't realised just how grown up he'd become. He was after all sixteen and knew as much as me about… well… being a lad and the things that meant - physically and mentally. We weren't very alike, I liked reading and keeping myself to myself, he was in various school sports teams and even the captain of the school footy team. Although we were close I'd never told him I was gay, as I'd never told anyone. I was happy with myself but didn't think it was necessary to tell the world. Mum and dad, I was sure, wouldn't care as there'd never been a discussion about it. They'd never ragged any of the gay celebrities on TV and when the subject had come up; I'd never heard any negative comments throughout my life. 'Live and let live' appeared to be their motto. As
 I said though, it wasn't a subject that was discussed or thought about that much. Jimmy holding my cock and asking questions though was having an effect on me. I jokingly told him that if he didn't let go he'd have to wank me off. He thought about it for a second then asked that if he did, would I tell him what I'd been up to. I said no, so he squeezed my cock harder and I let out a bit of a yelp. "Listen bro… you have information… and I want it." He continued with that silly accent although I could tell from the look on his face he really was interested in my night out. He squeezed some more and let his thumb rub slowly over my leaking piss-slit. "Come on big boy… talk." My cock, like my brothers, was quite large. My dad had a big dick so I suppose it was a family trait. However, after the night I'd had mine was so sensitive and raw I could hardly contain my growing excitement. I grabbed hold of his hand and looked in his eyes,
 they were searching mine and I could still feel the slight rub of his thumb over my cock.  I removed my hand from his and let him continue. "OK" I said and as he got up onto his knees to get a better hold of my cock as I began to tell him about the meeting with Mike and Danny. My story excited him as much as reliving the experience excited me and as I spoke he reached inside his boxer shorts and pulled out his own, throbbing cock. When I got to the part when Danny had forced his dick up between my cheeks, we both came simultaneously over my chest. Jimmy's orgasm producing such thick gobs of cum it looked like a couple of spoonfuls of semolina pudding and been splashed all over me. My own milky contribution was a thin and streaky couple of spurts compared with his but I put that down to the fact that the previous night I'd come over a handful of time. "Jesus" Jimmy said, "that was hot. Is it true?" I was silent for a moment, mainly
 because I was recovering from an orgasm brought on by my brother, something that had never happened before, and I was also stunned at the way Jimmy had responded to my adventure with the two guys. "Fuck me," he said dreamily, "I wish I'd been there." "You want a dick up your arse?" I teased. He looked at me with a 'what do you think' expression on his face. This started us talking and although I love my brother, it all seemed so odd. Ridiculously, I still saw him as my kid brother. To me he was still that cute little lad who went to school in his grey shorts and school blazer and not the 16 year old who had grown up in the next bed to me. As I said earlier, I'd seen him naked, with an erection and I'd heard him wanking in the night but it still hadn't clicked that he was growing up and had become… well… sexual I suppose. I felt like I hadn't been a proper big brother to him and decided I should make it up to him. "What
 happened next?" he enthusiastically queried. "Look, I'm knackered," I said a little bit resigned to explaining more," Can I tell you later, after I've had some sleep?" "OK… but I'm keeping you to that." The accent had gone and he now sounded very earnest and desperate for more info.

After my brother's fabulous wank I dropped off to sleep fairly quickly and deep in dream land I relived some of the things that Mike and Danny had done to me. Even the painful things were now just horn-inducing and I knew; even as I slept, I must have had a raging hard on the entire time. Danny deep inside me, fucking slowly, making me feel every inch, telling me how much he loved the feel of my tightening ass muscle… yes… I lost my virginity and now, even asleep I was a cock hungry whore. The fucking was getting harder and faster and I woke up to find Jimmy screwing my butt for all he was worth. In the few moments for me to realise what was happening, Jimmy pounded my arse with fury as he came. Trying to subdue his screaming orgasm he bit into my neck as he pumped his load into my inflamed bowel. His grunts of excitement, passion and extreme orgasm were loud in my ear and, as it was too late to throw him off, I let him get his breath back before I
 confronted him. He held me tightly. "Thanks bro…"he was still coming down from his high"… I'm sorry… your story… your mates… mmmm," he rambled. I lay there taking in the consequences of what just happened. I was furious that he'd taken advantage of me and that I now had an arse full of Jimmy's jism and to be honest I really didn't know how to handle the situation. I knew I should have been angry. I knew I should have belted him in the mouth, or stormed out of the room, or… well… done something. But as I heard him sobbing as he held me tightly, I just told him that everything was OK… not to worry… I turned over to face him and he was shaking as he cried. I wasn't sure if they were tears of relief or remorse but… he was my kid brother and at that moment… he needed me more than ever before. I hugged him tightly and he rested his head on my chest. I stroked his hair as he drifted off to sleep and I lay awake wondering
 what the hell to do next.

I woke up the following morning and we were like a couple of spoons. I still had my arm around him as he continued to sleep. His shallow breathing made his chest barely rise and fall. We were naked, I suppose my pants had been pulled of when Jimmy had fucked me but now, our warm bodies rested lightly together. I ran my hand down from his chest to check out his cock. His pubic bush, like his dick, was all soft and pliable but I didn't linger there, I just wanted to see if he was as hard as I was. My dick was trapped between his legs and, I thought, with the minimum of effort, I could stuff my iron rod of a dick, up my comatose brother. To say I was tempted was an understatement, although I did use the gap between his legs to get myself off, as I thought about what had happened earlier in the night. I shook him awake. "Time to get up." I said as I threw back the few bedclothes we had and eased him towards his own bed. He seemed a little grumpy at
 being woken up as he staggered over to his own bed to lie down. I watched as his solidly built young arse looked very desirable. What the hell was I thinking? I rushed to the shower for some privacy and to try and get my thoughts in order. Down at breakfast mum and dad made small talk as I munched on some toast. Both were getting ready for work and, as usual, left a good twenty minutes before I did… dad always dropping mum off at the bank in town where she worked before he went on to his office. Mum shouted up to Jimmy to hurray up as he was late… and then looked exasperated at me and reminding me to make sure he got off to school. As far as I knew he had never truanted, in fact, he was a clever lad and always appeared to like school, so I had no doubts what his lateness was all about. As mum and dad kissed me goodbye, we could hear Jimmy in the shower so mum looked a bit relieved. I went up stairs and into our room still not sure what to say but
 knowing I had to say something. I couldn't let this huge event pass as if nothing had happened… could I? I sat on my bed while over on his he'd already got out his school clothes. His white boxers, his white shirt, his grey trousers, black socks, black shoes… and his school tie, he was always methodical like that… you know… getting his stuff ready. He never left things to the last minute, always organised, always two steps ahead of everyone else… and when he stepped into the room drying his hair, it was him that started speaking.
"Sorry Smidge" Smidge being my nickname for I don't know how long, even mum and dad called me Smidge. "I know you must be angry… I know I would be… and I'm really sorry." He left it a few moments as he towelled his hair some more before he sat down on his bed and continued. "I don't know what came over me" he paused as if seeing a joke there but deciding against expressing it "but your experience brought home to me my own feelings." I was listening. "For ages now… erm… I've… er… Oh God." He took a deep breath. "For ages now I've known I was gay…" He rambled on quickly so he didn't have to acknowledge any reaction from me. I could also tell that this confession wasn't easy and that he desperately needed me to listen. "I had no idea that you might be so, when you told me your horny story about those guys… well… bloody hell. I mean fuck… they sounded so fucking hot… I couldn't believe my own
 brother he's just like me. He likes guys." He thought for a moment as he pulled at the towel around his waist and dried off his damp thighs.  "All the things I wanted to ask someone… anyone about it… and there you were all the time. I was a bit angry that you'd never told me… I know I shouldn't have been… but I was… and all the frustration I'd felt over the last few years desperately wanting… well… contact… to be held… to… you know?" He looked shyly up at me as he stood up and pulled on his boxers. "I'm sorry but your arse looked so fucking lovely and available there… and I was so bloody angry with you… I just sort of… snapped." I could see his cock growing behind the cotton. "When I got into bed with you… it felt really good but different from anytime before... and when I shoved my dick in…" His own dick burst out of the fly on his boxers. "Well, as you can see… I was so fucking horny… and as
 you didn't appear to object… I just carried on." He stood in front of me eyes pleading for forgiveness but also his cock was acting as a challenge. "It was the first time I've ever done anything like that and it was just fucking brilliant. I know I did wrong." his cock jerked and pulsed and a tiny spot of pre-cum glistened on its end. "What can I do to make it right?" He was offering himself to me, to take charge and claim what he thought I wanted, or at least deserved, for his thoughtless shag but I didn't let on I knew that. So far he'd done all the talking, which was a great relief to me, and I couldn't be angry with him as he'd just poured his heart out so, I patted for him to come and sit down next to me. I told him that meeting Mike and Danny was brought about because of my own gay frustrations. I'd been desperate for some male contact and was so spunked up I thought I'd explode if I didn't get laid. He nodded in
 agreement. We spent the next hour or so talking, any thoughts of work for me or school for him had disappeared as we tried to sort each other out. As I explained about the guys, he told me about his frustrations in the changing rooms at school. How just about every lad in his class was incredibly shaggable… even the lads he didn't like that much. He told me that one of his biggest fantasies, and the guy that occupied his more ferocious masturbation, was Chris, a fey, blond-haired lad, in the same year but different class who played a clarinet in the school orchestra. His fellow sportsmen were all bloody sexy as hell but it was young Chris that he would have died to have as a mate. It was then that I realised something else. The way he described Chris… well… he could have been describing me a few years before. I always had a nice body but I was no sporting hunk, my pleasures being more cerebral than physical, although in the last couple of years
 I'd filled out more, thanks to a mountain bike I received as a birthday present. I wasn't competitive like Jimmy; I just enjoyed doing it on my own and for my own enjoyment. Oh and just so you know… I never played the clarinet. It was lunchtime when we finished talking and I encourage him to get off to school for his afternoon lessons, which he was reluctant to do. I called my work and told them I'd been off looking after my sick brother but that I'd be in the following day and suggested that the day off by taken out of my annual holiday allocation. My firm was very obliging and it probably would have been OK without me offering to take the day off as leave… but hell… that's me... honest as the day is long… well almost.

When he'd gone off to school I sat and thought for a while. I was desperate to do something for him but I had no idea what. I considered introducing him to Mike and Danny but thought better of that… then I wondered about telling him about my early days in public toilets… I'd kept that info back. In the end I decided that Jimmy would have to find his own way but I'd be there for him to bounce his thought, hopes and ideas off. Looking around the bedroom I saw my mucky briefs lying half under a pillow on Jimmy's bed. I let it go. I was happy for him to have them if that's what he wanted and as I tucked them back out of sight, as if by magic, my mobile phone rang. Mike was calling to thank me for our night of fun, checking if I was OK and to invite me to a party the following weekend. He added that in all probability it would turn into an orgy and, after all, that is what I'd got in touch with them for… and that is what they'd promised
 me. He told me the place and time but said that if I'd like to meet up before then… Danny and he would love to see me again. Later that night I was happily getting fucked by the two hunkiest guys in the world but I couldn't help thinking what they'd make of my little brother! I got home at just past midnight and as I walked in our bedroom Jimmy was sat up holding my underpants, obviously having a glorious wank and watching me. "Have you been out with those guys again?" he said as he pulled hard on his thick cock. "Is your arse sore from taking dick all night?" He sounded a bit angry… and I definitely caught more than a hint of sarcasm. "I bet the stuff is dripping down your fucking leg." I ignored him but at the same time my butt cheeks clenched as I felt their cum soaking into my briefs. As I stripped off he watched and wanked. I found it a bit unnerving but tried to not let it get to me. I stripped out of my soggy briefs and
 climbed into a clean pair of blue boxers and got into bed. "Tell me what happened." He demanded. "I want details." I turned over to face away from him. "Not tonight… I'm too… "But he was over into my bed in a flash, ripping at my shorts and pushing his hard cock into my butt crack. "Fuck off" I spat out, "I'm not here for…" He clearly didn't want to talk he wanted to fight and as I struggled against my much tougher younger brother I could feel his cock desperately trying to find a way in. "Stop it. STOP IT" I shouted and suddenly realised that our parents could hear. "Is everything OK in there." Dad's voice came through the walls. I thought quickly "Sorry dad… we're just messing about." "OK… go to sleep… you've got work and Jimmy has school tomorrow." Dad was never one to raise his voice but he obviously detected more than two siblings larking about… and he was quick to nip it in the bud.
 "Yes… sorry" I said bringing the incident to a close then I noticed Jimmy was sobbing again. "I tried to speak to Chris today," he said in a very quiet voice, "but he ignored me. He rushed off to class as if he was frightened of me." He paused and I could feel his body shaking, as he tried to hold back his emotions. "How can I get to know him if he keeps running away?" It was another night he spent in my arms as I comforted him.  In case you are wondering… that didn't turn into a fuck session, despite the fact that I was horny as hell and he felt terrific snuggled up against me. Although I couldn't help wondering about this sudden attack of emotion and in particularly - why now? I'd never seen him like this and it disturbed me a little. So, as my brother slept in my arms, I lay awake trying to make sense of everything. All I kept asking myself was… why now?

The following day we hardly spoke as he went off to school and I went to work but I could tell at breakfast that at least he'd calmed down a bit. I spent the day rearranging the briefs in my trousers as images of Mike and Danny… and my brother's cute muscular arse occupied my thoughts. Productivitywise at work, I was pretty useless. Had they wanted copious amounts of cum then that wouldn't have been a problem as my cock leaked gallons of the stuff into my fresh cotton CKs. My thoughts moved on to the anticipated orgy and I began to mentally prepare myself for what I hoped would be a fantastic sexual education. As I'd never been to one before I was a bit stuck for what exactly happened, or was expected of me but I was happy to just go along with anything… and I knew I had Mike and Danny to rely on if nothing else. Once I got home, I waited for Jimmy to see if he was OK. He arrived home a bit later than usual, obviously having just been in a
 game of football. His shirt and shorts were covered in mud, as were his boots. I'd seen in him in this mucky state many, many times but this time I thought he looked particularly hot. The way the thin, damp fabric clung tightly to his muscular arse… bloody hell, I'm fancying my own brother now. I wondered if the object of his desire, Chris, had ever seen him looking like this… and what his thoughts would be. He went to shower and change and came back down dressed in his usual boxer shorts and a t-shirt - he rarely wore anything else on an evening when he was just lounging about at home. We had something to eat and then he went back up to study in our room. I followed him for the chat I thought we needed to have and caught him guiltily slipping my manky underpants back under his pillow as if he'd been caught doing something naughty. Hell, he looked cute like that, red faced and somewhat ashamed but I glossed over what I'd seen. We made a
 bit of small talk before I got down to what I thought was important… his burgeoning relationship. He listened to me prattle on and try to explain why he felt the way he did but he just seemed to nod and contributed nothing. I still carried on, hoping my 'big brother' act was helping in some way until, exasperated he looked at me with eyes that were almost welling up and said: "You just don't get it do you?" "Er… ermm.. get what?" I could only counter, as I had no idea what he was talking about. "Oh… nothing… I can't say." He mumbled quietly as if to himself. I dug in "Come on… spit it out. I want to understand. You know I'll support you no matter what." I went and sat next to him on his bed and put my arm around him. "You can tell me anything you know." I could tell he was thinking of how to tell me… whatever it was he was going to tell me. I held him tightly, trying to show my support and let him organise his
 words in his own way. Eventually, in a tiny voice that wasn't his normal way of speech he told me. "It's you." He looked up into my face and I could see eyes were wet with tears. "I'm sorry Jimmy..." I started "but I don't know what I've done." He looked forlorn and took a deep breath. "I love you." I nodded in acknowledgement and murmured that I loved him too but he just said "Not the way I love you." Stupid me… it still didn't sink in so he had to explain. "While we shared this room and you weren't seeing anyone… I could still pretend you were mine. I know it's silly… I know it's not something you're aware of…. But as I've got older… you have always been there for me…" His voice tailed off as if he was both unsure and guilty about what he'd just said. "Now you have new friends, and you go were I can't go… I'll be all on my own." I wasn't sure how he'd come to this conclusion but
 obviously it had been worrying him all week… and quite possibly, from what he'd said, for a lot longer than that. I was stunned. I wasn't angry or surprised, well I suppose I was surprised but at that moment my heart went out to my brother, a guy I loved and up until that moment I didn't know just how much. I looked down and even after all this, turbulent, emotional out-pouring… his cock was rigid through his boxers. He followed my eyes and became aware of his stiffness. "I only have to think of you," he tried to smile, "and that's what happens." I wasn't surprised at that because even now my cock does headstands the minute I think of another guy. I felt my cock stirring as I stroked his hair and considered my next move. "It's life… we all have to move on… but that will never stop me loving you or you being my brother." I was at a loss for words I thought might help. "Fuck me," he asked, "I really want you to be my
 first." I told him I couldn't but, as he so deftly pointed out, the bulge in my pants told a different story. That night I fucked my brother. Three times actually and he shagged my butt once. It was more than a fuck. Actually I met my brother on a level of intimacy that I never knew existed, and to be honest, didn't know if it was allowed. Still, my brother's emotions and feelings couldn't be ignored as I lubed up his arse and edged my dick into him. He was tight as hell and wept as I slowly entered him but he was so determined, like he is when he plays football, to give his all. He encouraged me to be forceful but I knew the pain that Danny had recently caused me so held back. Jimmy bucked and writhed as I ploughed on in and my growing climax was soon making my balls blast in excitement. We fucked three times… well I fucked him twice more and finally he wanted to shag me. I didn't feel I could refuse and his thick teenage cock actually
 got me well and truly buzzing. In the morning, his bed was a mess and I stripped it down and threw it in the washing machine before mum had to deal with the consequences of our tumultuous night. Over breakfast, and after mum and dad had gone off to work, I'd never seen him look happier. I asked him about Chris. "The only reason I want him is because he looks like you." He seemed surer of himself and his thoughts now. "I'd love to do what we did last night with him but I don't even know if he's gay. I hope so and I'll need to be a bit cleverer in trying to get him to speak to me." I told him that Chris would be a fool not to go out with the school hunk and I meant it. Sat there, in his school uniform, eating his Cornflakes, looking rugged and handsome with his short brown hair and big brown eyes, I wondered why I'd never noticed just what a fucking God my brother was. 

With things out in the open between us he seemed to accept that I had a life of my own... and I'd be there for him. I told him that I'd always tell him what I got up to and he begged that we would occasionally have sex together. Despite what you might think, that was a difficult thing to agree. I was full of doubt and worried that Jimmy would not move on… and I wasn't sure if we were even breaking any laws but when I thought just how nice his arse was to sink into… I realised I'd be a fool not to. I know, I know… morals of a sewer rat but, I rationalised, it was a two-way affair and he could screw me when he felt like it… within reason.


Friday night was orgy night and I'd met up with Mike and Danny before going on to where it was all going to kick off. The guys were full of excitement themselves and reckoned that there would be about 20 or so guys taking part. After a couple of drinks, we set off and I can honestly say I don't think I had ever been more excited. The unknown was making me hard and the possibilities were just flooding my brain. I asked Danny if there were any dos or don'ts but he just said that everyone was there for the same reason… so to just go with it. We arrived at a large detached house and were led down to a huge cellar area by a hunk in rubber chaps and nothing else who greeted Mike and Danny like long lost friends. We were guided to small anteroom and told that, if we wanted to, we could change there, and put on any kit we'd brought. I looked at the guys and they suggested I just get naked and go with the flow. I did just that and admired once again the
 absolutely flawless bodies of my two friends. I hadn't seen them since earlier in the week and, despite my session with Jimmy, really wanted to connect again. We kissed and played with each other and I was almost hoping that we could forget the orgy and just shag where we were but, with my dick as hard as nails we went through a curtained off area. The lights were out and the orgy was in full swing. From the smell of testosterone and the sloppy wet slapping sounds, I could imagine at least 20 guys -naked, sweaty and horny as hell getting down and dirty. The fact you couldn't see anyone made all my fears and expectations disappear, and as Mike had explained earlier, left you only involved in the moment. Hands reached out and touched, stroked, grabbed and encouraged and I immediately lost my bearings and had no idea whose cock I was playing with or who was playing with mine. For a good hour, I was played with non-stop, loving it as each mysterious hand,
 mouth or cock made contact with various bits of my body. The testosterone levels were sky-high as I heard guys coming time after time. I'd never been so popular because the lips at the end of my dick were constantly being replaced. My own mouth wasn't without a firm piece of flesh for long and I found many slippery fingers pushing up my butt. Someone's thick cock decided that my hole was where it wanted to be and, in the spirit of the occasion, I had no option but to take it. It was large, wide and he stuffed me for all he was worth - it felt fan-bloody-tastic. In my head, I imagined it was Danny who had found me in the dark and decided to give me what he knew I wanted and that I hoped he wanted even more. For some reason in mid-shag, the lights went on but the fucking didn't stop at all. All around lads and men were humping like crazy. Hips thrusting, throats slurping and butts taking thick urgent cocks or invading fingers and hands. The scene was
 like something I'd imagined the Roman's would have been proud of and as I turned, I looked around and was surprised to see I was on the end of 60-year-old guy's prick. His face was deep in concentration as his dick plunged harder, deeper and faster into my 20-year-old hole. The light was only on for a few seconds but there was a terrific cross-section of people there. I did briefly note a young lad not far away from me getting Danny and Mike's best treatment as his pale butt was stretched and pounded with enthusiasm. I was a bit jealous but the old guy behind me had got in so deep I was coming in seconds myself. As I let out a huge moan as I shot my load, the old guy reached the same moment as he spunked up deep in my gut. He held me for a while as his orgasm subsided. Gave me a quick peck on the cheek and disappeared. My arse was empty for about 3 seconds before some one else's cock slipped on in. I had no idea where the way out as I was
 physically (and sexually) moved from wall, to floor, to over somebody's back. I got well and truly screwed in all manner of styles, some with very questionable ability but hard dicks just kept on coming. I found myself getting shagged out long before I probably should have and wondered if it was OK to leave mid-orgy. Eventually I found the curtain and let myself out. A couple of others were there having a drink, or taking a few helping chemicals before heading back in but I just looked around for my clothes. The young lad I'd seen earlier was there listening to an older guy but he didn't look like he was enjoying himself much. His eyes met mine for a brief second before the man pushed him to his knees and inserted his thick cock between those boyish lush lips. I have to confess… I wasn't all that impressed with the orgy. I'd got my end away several times and others had used me in a similar fashion but I couldn't help feeling that my couple
 of nights with Mike and Danny were by far superior.

I arrived home about five in the morning and felt too knackered to do anything except strip off and crawl thankfully into my own bed. I ached and was very sore. My arse, I was sure, was blistered with the fury at which some of the guys fucked and I wasn't convinced that my stomach and bowel wasn't full of some very horny guys spunk. I'd not given it a thought before I went but now, after the event, I suddenly was struck with worry. I looked over at Jimmy and he was fast asleep on his stomach. With one leg draped effortlessly over the side of his bed, his fit young body naked except for his blue checked boxers, were pulled tight around his beefy arse, he looked at horny peace with the world. Hell, he looked brilliant. I climbed into bed and instantly fell asleep only to be woken up, in what seemed seconds later, by Jimmy stuffing my butt. I tried to buck him off but he was deep in and I was too fucked to do much about it. Actually, I must have
 already slept for a few hours as the bedside clock blinked 8.07 at me in bright red numerals. Jimmy came at 8.17 with a huge sigh of contentment. "Thanks bro," he said, "I owe you one." He pulled out and went off to shower as I lay there wondering what the hell to do but I must have dozed off as mum shook me awake at noon. We were apparently all going, as a family, to support Jimmy and his team as they met in an interschool final that afternoon and, if I'd backed out or cried off, I knew both my parents would have been very disappointed in me. Yes, I still cared what they thought. I loved my parents and was eternally grateful for what they had done for Jimmy and me. Stood on the touch-line I shouted support for Jimmy, cursed the ref and generally enjoyed watching my brother lead his team. Their white shorts, at first looking unflatteringly baggy, did seem to wrap tightly around all the players arses no matter how tall or short they were. The
 opposing team in the green and black kit were equally horny. What was wrong with me I was now fancying my brothers possible nemesis. But it had to be said, their black shorts, with a slight sheen, were very sexy indeed. I sported a stiff cock all the way through the game and thoroughly enjoyed watching the lads make tackles and splashing through the mud. I'm not sure if the game was good or bad from a footballing point of view, but I loved seeing those shorts, sweatily clinging to the lad's little arses coated in mud and my mind wandered to place where I helped them all wash it off. I felt sexy, horny and pervy and was enjoying myself. In the end, my brother led his team to victory by one goal… scored by the captain… Jimmy. The schoolboy crowd mobbed them as they trooped triumphantly off the pitch and I couldn't help but notice Jimmy made more of a fuss of one supporter. When the unknown lad turned smilingly at my brother I suddenly realised
 who it was. Chris! Moreover, not only that, he was the same lad I'd seen at the orgy the night before… I was sure of it. I was pleased that my brother had obviously made friends with him and that there was some kind of closeness there. I wondered what my brother would think if I told him what I knew but, with the cup held aloft and his school mates cheering , I decided there are some things a big brother shouldn't share. 




      

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