Caution/Welcome. Returning home after his Canadian break Aaron and his big brother Nick join Michael Jackson and his guests at Neverland Valley Ranch for Michael's major children's charities fund raiser on September 13. Although incorporating many real facts, this story does not reflect nor imply a real event nor the real sexuality of these three performers. If you do not like reading gay fantasies about celebrities, incest, interracial sex, or about a black forty-five- year-old adult getting it off with a willing fifteen-year-old white boy, this is where you stop and hit the back or delete key and wait for the next story. This is the forty-eighth of standalone stories in a series of Aaron Carter and Friends fanfic gay fantasies and chronologically follows the story "Aaron the Country Music Critic." Nick was last mentioned in story number 30 "Alpha Male." This story is posted at gay adult story sites for the purpose of adult entertainment. Permission is not given to copy electronically for the purpose of redistribution or posting at sites other than described without the permission of the author. Comments can be sent to the author J.O. Dickingson at authorsix@hotmail.com
AARON AND NICK: PARTYING WITH JACKO
The black stretch limo pulling up to the huge wooden gates at the Neverland Valley Ranch in the Santa Barbara hills of California was only one of a fleet rented to deliver the rich and famous from the airport to the ranch that warm Saturday afternoon in September. It was billed as a million-dollar celebration honouring the pop artist Romero Britto and the recent birthday of Michael Jackson. The five hundred golden ticket holders included such celebrities as Mike Tyson, producer Penny Marshall, Patti LaBelle, Pink, Boyz ll Men, and the occupants of the latest limo, Nick and Aaron Carter. For five thousand dollars a couple, guests had unlimited rides on the miniature electric train that carried guests around the ranch besides the other rides in the amusement park, the bumper cars, a carousel, a Ferris wheel, and the roller coaster The Zipper; a tour of the amusement park's zoo; access to the estate's flower gardens, lake, pool and game room; a catered lunch and dinner; and a private concert by Ashanti in what was called for the night, "Club Neverland."
Of the five thousand dollars, a thousand was set aside to be split by three charities, the Oneness Foundation, the Make-a-Wish Foundation, and E Ai Como E Que Fica, a charity based in Rio de Janeiro. Each guest received a goodie bag worth another thousand dollars and which included an original painting by Britto. The remainder went toward the costs of the event, and it was worth every cent. The guests amused themselves and relaxed and mingled, all behind the security fence surrounding the ranch and out of sight of the media, there being only one reporter being allowed on the property and under very rigid restrictions.
Michael appeared at nine p.m. to present cheques to the three charities and fans and guests lead by the Harvest International Children's Choir sang happy birthday. "Thank you all for coming tonight. For in my opinion, in my opinion, this is a very special cause and the cause is our future and the future is our children. I will continue to fight for them for the rest of my life. I thank Rick Dees, you're the Man and KIIS FM. I love you Rick!" Michael called out with a laugh. "I love you. Thank you so very much."
Nick and Aaron joined him on stage and presented him with a giant four layer birthday cake, Michael having turned forty-five in August. Playfully picking up one of the large pieces, Michael turned and shoved it in Aaron's face, causing the fifteen-year-old star to retaliate in like and which started a brief food fight before Michael and the Carter brothers were escorted off the stage by Michael's security guards. Climbing into the back of one of the amusement park's carts, the three were driven back to Michael's home to clean up. Entering the huge two-story mansion, Nick and Aaron followed their host up the stairs to his bedroom suite.
"That is good cake, actually," Aaron pronounced as he licked his upper lip.
The sight of the blond fifteen-year-old heartthrob of thousands of teen and preteen girls snaking his tongue across his upper lip immediately caused a twitch in Michael's trousers. He reached out and wiped a bit off Aaron's chin with his index finger and licked off his finger. "Mocha chocolate cream cake. One of my favourites."
"Mine too," Aaron replied, suddenly leaning forward and licking the chocolate icing smeared on Michael's cheek. Having the fifteen-year-old run his tongue along his cheek caused an even larger twitch in Michael's trousers.
Nick immediately joined in and licked the smeared cake and icing from Michael's other cheek, causing the older pop star to giggle.
"Hmm, I think a bit of cake fell down here," Aaron announced, quickly unbuttoning the top three buttons of Michael's deep blue silk shirt and running his tongue over his smooth skin, causing him to squirm and giggle all the more.
With a Carter standing on each side of him, Michael lowered his hands and gently cupped the butt of each of the brothers. The action did not go unnoticed by either of them. Knowing of Michael's private pleasures both from the media and from the inside scoop in the entertainment world, though not personally, Aaron felt a twitch in his trousers also. Nick knew as much as Aaron, and that although half the singer's age he was still twice the age of the playmates Michael preferred, so he didn't think much of the action.
"Too bad it didn't get any lower," Aaron said impishly as he ran his fingertips down the rest of the front of Michael's shirt.
"Well, I think I can do something about that," Michael said with a broad grin, his eyes wide and amused as a ten-year-old's. "There's no reason we can't have our own private food fight." He walked over to the phone beside his bed. "Yes, go over to the caterer's and get me three cakes. I don't care what they are, as long as they're big." He listened a moment. "Three different kinds," he replied.
"You like some Jesus Juice while we wait?" he offered as he put down the phone.
"Sure," the two responded, knowing that was Michael's euphemism for wine.
Walking over to the mini fridge in the adjoining kitchenette, Michael brought back a bottle of Pinot Noir and three glasses.
"Not in pop cans?" Nick asked. Jacko was a very private drinker and masked his drinking by pouring the wine in Pepsi cans. That was particularly important to him given his high profile as a supporter of children.
"We're alone," Michael replied, "though given Aaron's underage maybe he should have his in one to be on the safe side."
"Well, I don't think there's much chance of anyone seeing us, and I won't tell," Aaron replied with a grin.
That was almost word for word his response the first time his father had poured him a half glass of wine during the Thanksgiving family supper a year ago to the objection of his mother. He'd had the occasional glass or two since then, always at home and in the presence of family. He'd had the occasional shot of harder stuff too given the availability of it in his home and frequent absence of his parents, and given that his older brother and sister, Bobby Jean, imbibed on a regular basis. They talked about the Carter collection of cars and Aaron getting his learner's permit and recently purchasing a Mercedes G-class SUV, about his interview in August where he'd talked about the cat fight between Hilary Duff and Lindsay Lohan and mentioned being friends of Michael and Bruce Willis, Nick and Aaron's Twister signing in New York, Nick's upcoming performance at MTV Party in October and Michael's upcoming release of his video "What More Can I Give." They were finishing off their second bottle before there was a knock on the door announcing the arrival of the cakes. Aaron had never had two thirds of a bottle of wine before and by then was beginning to feel more than a little giddy.
Michael and Nick were much more used to alcohol, but even they were feeling no pain as they looked at the three large round cakes, a two-layer chocolate cream cake glazed with caramel sugar, a hazelnut sponge cake with a thick butternut filling and covered with whipped cream and finely ground hazelnuts, and a blueberry torte with a thick butter cream centre and meringue topping.
"We'd better strip down to our underwear," suggested Nick, "unless we're going to send our clothes out to be laundered before we leave."
"Why stop at the underwear?" Aaron asked, causing Michael and Nick to laugh and exchange uncertain glances.
The three pealed off their clothes like three excited ten-year-olds until they were standing there stark naked. Their hairy pubes and dangling gonads were not those of prepubescent boys however. Taking one of the sheets out of the linen closet and spreading it out on the floor and placing the three cakes in the centre, they inhaled deeply in anticipation and Michael began the countdown. "Four . . . three . . . two. . . ."
They quickly bent down, grabbed a handful of the nearest cake, and tossed it at the nearest person. It was a free for all with each man for himself rather than two of them pairing up to gang up on the third. It was also no holds barred with the three of them smashing cake on the other wherever they could from head to toe and taking whatever opportunity that presented itself. Aaron grabbed a handful of butternut cake and groped Michael between the legs. As Aaron bent over for another handful Nick wedged a handful of blueberry torte between his asscheeks while Michael smeared a handful of chocolate cake in Nick's face. At first each had picked a different cake, but as things got messy they grabbed whatever they could. Stepping in a chuck of chocolate cake that had fallen to the sheet, Aaron felt the gooey filling ooze up between his toes like warm mud. Slipping on the cream filling, Michael fell back and sat on what was left of the blueberry torte. Giggling and gasping for breath, their bodies smeared with chocolate, hazelnut, blueberry, whipped cream and meringue, the three finally had to stop.
"Now comes the fun part," Aaron said with a half-drunk grin.
With him standing on one side and Nick on the other, the two brothers proceeded to give Michael a tongue bath. Starting with his cheeks, the two brothers began licking off the cake, filling and icing. They continued down his neck to his chest where they slipped their lips over the chucks of moist cake clinging to his nipples and nibbled on his teats, causing him to giggle and squirm with pleasure as his nipples quickly grew firm. They continued down over his flat stomach and then skipping down to his feet, they had Michael lay on his back and each took one foot and began to lick the cake and filling from his toes. Aaron spent a much longer time licking off his toes, taking great delight in worming his tongue between them and slipping his mouth over them one by one and sucking on them. He loved their natural colour, natural for Michael anyway, the pale brown backs and almost pink soles. He could have spent the next hour sucking on them and licking them clean.
He finally joined Nick who by then was licking the chocolate cream from Michael's thighs, which was having a direct impact on Michael's cake-spattered dick. Having Michael stand once again, Aaron slipped around behind him and began to lick the blueberry from his buttocks, causing Michael to squirm and wiggle with arousal and causing his already semi- aroused dick to begin to lift. Pulling apart his cheeks, Aaron ran his tongue up along the crack and wormed it against his butthole, cleaning it of cake, blueberries and cream and giving him a good rimming in the process.
By the time the two brothers reached his groin he was hard, and like many black men, Michael was well hung, close to eight inches of solid black meat with a unique swirl of lighter skin below the knob giving it a candy cane appearance. They began by licking the hazelnut cake, butternut filling and whipped cream from his low-hung balls, and then the mixture of hazelnut, chocolate and blueberry from his erect cock.
Standing there watching the two brothers licking his staff and swirling their tongues about his blood-engorged knob was too much for Michael. "Oh Jesus," he gasped, his soprano voice even higher than normal, "I'm going to cum."
"Go ahead," encouraged Aaron. "Add some Michael Juice for us to lick up."
With a comment like that he could hardly be expected to hold back and he suddenly erupted and sprayed both Aaron and Nick in the face with thick ropes of cum.
His thick black hose jerked about wildly like an out-of-control fire hose, spraying his cum in all directions. Streamers laced both brother's faces and hair. Aaron finally slipped his lips over the black plum and caught the final shots in his mouth. Michael threw back his head in ecstasy and trembled with delight as he felt Aaron's hot, moist mouth sucking on his black hose, drinking heartily of his Michael Juice.
Then it was Nick's turn and as he stood there in the centre of the sheet Michael and Aaron licked him clean, his cheeks, his chest, his stomach, his feet, his butt, and his thighs. And like Michael, by the time they had reached his crotch he was erect and aching to get off a load. Having him lay on his back, Michael and Aaron lay down beside him in the opposite direction. With Aaron holding his brother's thick cock straight up in the air, he and Michael ran their tongues up the shaft and over the knob, licking off the meringue and whipped cream. Nick shuddered as thrills of arousal ripped through his swollen cock and he raised his head to watch his cock being licked. Michael's long hair fell over his face and brushed Nick's thighs as the pop star eagerly swirled his tongue over his knob like a ten-year-old licking an ice cream cone. When he came, he shot like a fountain, his thick, creamy cum shooting up into the air and falling back down on his knob where it oozed down over the slope and on down his shaft where it was lapped up by Michael and Aaron. As he watched his kid brother eagerly lapping up and swallowing his load he wondered what their parents would think.
The two men then turned to Aaron and the fifteen-year-old teen stood there as his twenty- three-year-old brother and forty-five-year-old host licked the cake, filling and whipped cream off his body. By the time they reached his nipples he was already hard and aching to get off a load and certain he'd be adding his cream to the dough and filling caked on his cock and balls long before the two men got there. He trembled with delight and tensed with arousal as the two of them sucked on his nipples. His little teats were hard and burning with arousal and as their tongues ran over the firm, irritated buds his cock jerked and pre-cum oozed out the tip and over the caramel glaze coating his knob. He was disappointed that they spent little time licking his feet, but was delighted when Nick licked the blueberry tort from his crack and asshole, giving him a thorough rimming while Michael tongued the chocolate filling and whipped cream off his thighs, causing more pre-cum to flow over his caramel-glazed knob. The smile of delight on Michael's face as he tongued the meringue off his balls caused his cock to jerk with arousal. He was ready to shoot any time as Nick joined Michael and began licking his other ball. Like Nick Aaron lay on his back and the two began to lick off his shaft with his brother holding up his stiff cock, small compared to the two men but an impressive six and a half inches, large for a fifteen- year-old. He had the thickest and most copious cum of all, and he panted in ecstasy as he watched the two men lapping up his streamers.
"That was so totally beautiful," Michael said as he brought out a third bottle of wine. "You are so lucky to have a brother who doesn't have any inhibitions about sex, and who has such love for you," he said, looking at Aaron.
"Yeah, I am," Aaron said, darting a fond glance at his older brother. He knew Michael hadn't had the closest home life, and growing up as a kid had been rough on all of the Jacksons, but him especially given his genius and sensitivity. Michael poured each of them a glass of wine and they talked about growing up, the innocence and joy of boyhood, of cake fights and the joys of ejaculation.
"I remember reading in an interview one of you had that you two are particularly close."
"Yesh, we are," Aaron responded, starting to find it a little difficult to speak clearly.
"That's true. We've done practically everything there is to do together," agreed Nick, feeling light-headed but still in control of his speech.
"Would you like to watch some videos or something?" Michael offered as he finished off his glass. "I have Ashanti, Pink. Actually I have practically every performer there is that is at all worth watching. Or if you'd like to watch something hot, I have some x-rated stuff."
"What ish your hottesh?" asked Aaron.
Michael thought for a moment. "Guess that depends on what sort of thing you consider hot. I'd say one of the hottest for me is a video of two brothers getting it on, the Brewer brothers. Brewer videos are considered classics in gay videos."
"If you like washing two broshers getting it on, you don' need to wash a video," Aaron slurred, "you can do that live."
"I'd like that," Michael quickly responded. "I'd like that very mush. Much," he corrected with a giggle. He glanced at Aaron and then at Nick. "You don't have to," he quickly added, sensing a hesitation, at least on Nick's part.
"Hey, no, thatsh all right," replied Nick, not because he thought so but because he did not want to offend their host, being a friend, and even more important, having major influence and being able to provide opportunities in the entertainment business nobody else could. Besides, it wasn't as if he hadn't made out with Aaron before.
"The video isn't just two brothers having sex," Michael clarified. "It's mostly making love, kissing, embracing . . . you know, about love."
"Well, you won't find two brothers who love each other more than Nick and me," Aaron replied sincerely. That was true. They'd always had a close bond, and it had become even closer with the problems their parents were presently going through. Besides, it had been a while since he and Nick had messed around and it would be fun to get it off with each other. They'd always had a good time when they had messed around together in the past, and doing it in front of Michael would be hot. Really hot actually.
He slipped his right arm around Nick and leaned forward, and Nick immediately slipped his right arm about Aaron and leaned forward also. The two brothers kissed, their breaths smelling strongly of wine and their lips tasting strangely of a combination of hazelnut, blueberry, chocolate, cock, and cum. Having never gotten dressed after their cake fight, the two naked brothers embraced with both arms as they kissed again, this time more forcefully. Parting lips, Aaron nibbled on his older brother's cheek and left ear as Nick held him, and then Nick did the same. Feeling his brother's lips nibbling on his ear and his hot breath on his cheek, Aaron began to get aroused once again.
He caressed Nick's broad shoulders and his muscular back, and he ran his fingers over Nick's tattoos on his biceps and upper chest, tracing the figures and symbols. Their lips met again. Nick could smell the wine on his brother's breath and he knew his kid brother was slightly intoxicated, but then so was he. He knew that what they were doing would be considered perverse by some, and illegal by most, but as far as he was concerned they were simply expressing their love for each other, no different from what a boy and girl did, or a husband and wife. So they were two guys. There was nothing wrong with brothers loving each other. Even the Bible said they should, and that it was one of the greatest loves between people. Sure, they were expressing it physically, but so what? Why should that matter? It felt good. It made each other feel good. If having sex was good enough between a man and a woman, why not between two brothers who loved each other? It wasn't hurting anyone. And yeah, they were doing it in front of someone else, but so what? There should be nothing wrong with two brothers expressing their love openly in front of others. It was far better than expressing it in secret at any rate. Besides, why shouldn't Michael watch? It was his bedroom they were doing it in.
Aaron was very much aware of all the same things Nick was thinking, and that they were doing it in Michael's bedroom made what they were doing all the more erotic even though all they were doing was kissing. Kissing and caressing actually. In Michael Jackson's bed, in his bedroom suite, with him sitting there on the bed beside them totally naked and watching. Now that was fucking hot. And perverse, which made it all the hotter. It was far from the first time he'd had sex in front of someone else, but they were usually joining in, or having sex with someone themselves. This was the first time he was ever having sex with someone just sitting and watching him. At least he figured it was. He was feeling a bit lightheaded at the moment and thinking was not the easiest thing to do. Besides, having his older brother sucking on his lips and massaging his back made it difficult to think even without the booze he'd drunk.
They began kissing more passionately, cocking their heads first one way and then the other, slipping their tongues in each other's mouth, drawing each other closer and pressing their naked bodies against each other as they pressed their hot, moist lips against each other. Aaron quivered as he felt his brother's tongue in his mouth, and his loins ached with arousal as he slipped his tongue in his brother's mouth and ran it over his tongue. He wiggled down and skipped his lips over his brother's smooth, waxed chest, kissing his two tattoos. He continued to Nick's nipples and he licked and nibbled on them until they were hard, which did not take any time at all, and then he fastened his lips to them and sucked on them, causing Nick to squirm with arousal and his cock to rise up from his balls. Aaron loved sucking a guy's teats and he wished a man could produce milk like a woman. Now that would be fucking awesome.
He continued on down. Slipping his lips about the knob of Nick's semierect dick, he sucked gently on it, and as he felt it swelling and becoming hard in his mouth he felt his own dick growing erect. Squirming back up he kissed his brother again, his breath still smelling of the black cherry fragrance of the Pinot Noir but his lips now tasting of dick, Nick's own dick. Their eyes closed and their breathing laboured, the two brothers kissed and caressed, snaking their naked bodies against each other, brushing their erect cocks against each other's naked flesh, occasionally against each other's cock as they feverishly kissed each other on the lips.
Finally they could take no more and Aaron slipped several pillows under his buttocks and spread his legs for his older brother. Michael stopped wanking long enough to hand Nick a jar of Vaseline from his dresser drawer. He had expected this day to be one of the most awesome of his life yet, and the night was turning out to be exactly that also. Greasing up his cock, Nick knelt between his kid brother's legs and placed the tip of his stiff cock against his hole. Ever so slowly he pressed forward, easing the tip of his lubed cockhead in Aaron's butthole. Michael was beside himself with excitement and tugging on his throbbing, black cock madly as he watched the two brothers uniting.
Aaron strained and grunted to accept his brother's cock. It was not the first time Nick had fucked him, but it was the first while being watched and that made it extra hot. He pushed out with his stomach muscles, helping his brother, and slowly he felt his brother's knob stretching open his sphincter and finally popping inside. The two brothers paused for breath and then Nick continued to push forward, sinking his thick cock up his brother's ass until his hairs were tickling Aaron's low-hung balls. Nick paused for a moment to catch his breath once again and then he slowly began to fuck his brother, easing his cock out until the knob was stretching apart Aaron's sphincter, and then easing his cock back up his rectum.
They quickly established a rhythm in which Aaron relaxed as Nick sank his cock up his rectum, and then he tightened his sphincter and grasped Nick's cock tightly as Nick slowly withdrew. It had been a while since Nick had fucked his brother, and he noticed that Aaron was even more skilled at being a bottom than the last time, and he knew that could only be the result of experience. That his brother was a cock hound he was very much aware. That did not surprise him, considering how domineering their mother was not just with their father, but with each of them also. He himself was bi and he would be hard pressed to admit he liked pussy better than cock.
Nick concentrated on the pleasure throbbing through his thick, hard cock, and on the pleasure of having it surrounded by hot, moist ass flesh and gripped by a tight asshole. He knew the pleasure he was feeling was comparable to the pleasure his kid brother was feeling, the look of lust and erotic pleasure in his eyes and curling his lips and jerking of his erect cock evidence of that pleasure. That was what love and sex was all about, bringing each other pleasure. Aaron had been right about the love they felt for each other, and what better way was there to express that love than by performing the most intimate of all acts of love, fucking?
It was not long before he felt himself approaching his climax and he wanted it too badly to delay it. He began to speed up his thrusts, working his cock in and out faster until he was gasping for breath and sweat was beading on his forehead.
With a grunt of ecstasy, he lunged forward and threw back his head and seconds later his thick, hot cum erupted from his throbbing cock, shooting deep up his kid brother's rectum. He trembled and gasped with the delight of his climax, and with the perversity of shooting his thick seed up his kid brother's rectum, and the even greater perversity of filling his brother's rectum with his cum while being watched. Fucking his brother had been one thing, but being watched fucking him was quite another. His breathing was laboured as he shot his semen deep up Aaron's rectum, and Aaron's breathing was laboured too as he trembled and groaned with the pleasure of having his rectum filled with his brother's hot, thick cum. His rectum throbbed in time with his older brother's bone, and he clenched his butthole tightly about his brother's spurting cock. Even in that exquisite moment Aaron was aware of being watched by Michael, and having the black pop genius sitting there watching him being pumped full of his brother's seed as he furiously wanked his thick, black sausage made it one of the hottest, most perverted things he'd ever done.
Both brothers lay there for a minute, Aaron on his back with his legs outspread and Nick on his knees between Aaron's legs, the two of them enjoying the bliss of Nick's ejaculation and both catching their breath. Finally Nick withdrew and shuffled back and Aaron twisted out from in front of him and got to his knees. Without exchanging a word or even a glance, Nick dropped to his knees and elbows and Aaron shuffled around behind him. Taking the jar of Vaseline he quickly greased up his stiff dick and shuffling closer, he placed the tip of his aching cock against his older brother's asshole.
Like Aaron, it was not the first time Nick had been fucked up the ass and he pushed out with his abdominal muscles as Aaron pushed forward with his hips just as Aaron had done when he'd initially penetrated him. With Aaron's experience and the lube he did not find it that difficult to get the knob of his swollen cock inside Nick's rectum, and once it popped in, the rest was easy. He slowly eased his cock all the way up Nick's rectum until his curly hairs were tickling Nick's backside, and then he slowly withdrew it until his knob was stretching open his sphincter. And so the fifteen-year-old heartthrob of thousands of teen and preteen girls fucked his older brother's ass doggy style. Already hot, both brothers were soon panting with their exertion and their arousal and their bodies began to bead with sweat.
It did not take Aaron long to come, and as he grasped Nick's hips tightly and rammed his throbbing cock up his rectum as he began to cum, Michael groaned with ecstasy himself and grunted with pleasure as he shot in Aaron's discarded underwear. He would apologize later and claim it was the closest thing he could grab, but knowing Michael's sexual preferences, Aaron had to wonder if the pop star had chosen his underwear specifically, not that he cared. In fact the fact that he'd done so Aaron found erotic. The two of them, one fifteen and the other forty-five, groaned with the same pleasure, the pleasure of ejaculation, and they both felt weak-loined as their stiff cocks throbbed and their hot, thick juice erupted from their bodies. With their nuts drawn up tightly beneath their throbbing cocks, the two grunted and gasped and their eyes met as their minds spun with the ecstasy of shooting their loads, one in the other's underwear and the other up his older brother's ass.
The three of them lay back on the huge bed, each lost in his own world of bliss as each thought about what had just happened and how great it had felt. They lay there in silence for a long time, until their breathing had returned to normal and their stiff, aching cocks were limp again and their tight balls had descended once more. Finally Aaron slipped over to Michael and kissed him. It was a tender, light kiss, a kiss for being a friend, a kiss of thanks for making this day and night particularly special, the children's charity, the day spent with friends and fellow entertainers, and the hot night in his bed, and especially a kiss between soul mates who shared the same joy and fascination for sexual exploration and the discovery of its many facets despite one being three times the age of the other.
Michael's breath smelled of wine and his lips tasted faintly of dick and cum, Aaron's dick and cum, and Aaron suspected his breath probably smelled of Pinot Noir too, and his lips probably tasted of Nick's dick. He wondered if their dicks tasted alike. They kissed again, and still again, long, gentle kisses, kisses of love, but as they continued, the kisses became more passionate and gradually turned to kisses of desire, which was not surprising to either. There was something about kissing a guy that was especially erotic for Aaron, even more erotic than messing with his dick, and kissing a guy three times his age was more erotic yet. For Michael, being fifteen and exploring the mysterious world of sex for the first time and delighting in its wonder and awesome power was an experience which was uncomparable to any other experience one could have, and being part of that exploration, sharing in that discovery, was as awesome as experiencing it himself. Among his most favourite pictures in his private art collection were those of young boys kissing. To kiss a young boy himself was an undescribable experience, and to kiss him in front of his older brother was something dreams were made of.
Aaron had kissed the older man out of love because he did love him. Of course he also knew it would bring Michael pleasure and he wanted very much to bring him pleasure. That was what love was all about, and he knew how desperately Michael needed love, and sought it from his closest friends. They were close friends, and fellow artists besides, artists who understood the pressures of being a major star and the pressure to be creative, and who appreciated each other's talent and who understood the reward and the curse of being creative. The two of them had discussed that. Although they were close friends and had been so for several years, they had never discussed their other commonality, that love of sexual exploration, that love of innocence and purity in a sexual relationship, and of having sex purely for the exquisite pleasure that sex brought. Nor, until this night, had they had ever been physically intimate.
Now as they began to make love, Aaron realized that bond between them, and as he not only willingly but eagerly began to make love, Michael realized it also.
Feeling Michael slipping his tongue between his lips, Aaron opened his mouth and happily allowed himself to be French kissed. He ran his hands over Michael's smooth, naked body as Michael kissed him, as he ran his tongue inside Aaron's mouth, over his tongue, along the roof of his mouth and along his gums. His spittle flowed into Aaron's mouth and mixed with that of the fifteen-year-old boy and Aaron quivered and his loins ached with the sexuality of swallowing the mixture of their spit. Vigorously massaging Michael's back, as Michael withdrew his tongue Aaron slipped his in Michael's mouth and began to do the same to him as Michael had done, all the while caressing his smooth body, running his hands over his muscular back, down along his tender, sensitive but muscular thighs, the thighs of a dancer, and groping his large, low-hung balls and his limp cock.
As he had done with Nick, Aaron wiggled down and kissed Michael's smooth, waxed chest and licked and nibbled on his nipples and Michael tensed and groaned with the pleasure as the teenage boy fastened his lips to one teat and then the other and sucked.
That it was a teenage white boy sucking on his black teat added to his pleasure, and that he was doing it willingly added to it again and in no time his teats were firm and burning with arousal. Aaron continued down Michael's chest and down over his ribs and flat stomach. Taking Michael's growing cock in his mouth and sucking on it, Aaron quivered with delight as he felt the thick, dark sausage to begin to grow hard in his mouth. He continued to gently suck on the black singer's cock until it was erect once again. Finally slipping his mouth off the dick-flavoured, black licorice, Aaron once again propped his ass up on the pillows and Michael quickly and excitedly greased his thick, black cock with Vaseline. Kneeling between Aaron's legs, he placed the tip of his cock against the teenager's butthole and pressed forward. Michael's cock was thicker than Nick's, but with his asshole having already been stretched by Nick's knob, his asshole already lubed with Vaseline and the slick cum from his older brother, and the experience and desire of the two, Michael did not have that much difficulty easing his cock up the fifteen-year-old white boy.
He eased his aching cock up Aaron's rectum slowly so as not to hurt him, and so he could enjoy the pleasure of penetration, and so Aaron could also. So ever so slowly he sank his cock up Aaron's ass until Aaron's large, pink balls were nested in his black, curly hairs like a pair of eggs. He paused and delighted in the sensation of having his cock surrounded by hot, moist boy flesh, and then he slowly began to withdraw, pulling his cock back out the hot, moist hole until his knob began to stretch open the fifteen-year-old's sphincter. He again paused to enjoy the sensation and then slowly began sinking his cock back up the teenager boy's rectum once more. As much as he wanted to pound the horny, sexy teenage boy's ass, Michael fought the temptation to rabbit fuck the butt of the handsome, blond-haired stud. Exercising every ounce of control he had, he slowly fucked the eager teenager.
Aaron trembled and gasped with delight as he felt the thick, hard sausage penetrate his body until he could feel Michael's coarse hairs against his tender balls, and then slowly withdraw. Like Michael he was so fucking horny he wanted to be plowed furiously, but also like Michael, he appreciated the deliberate slowness and he concentrated on the pleasure pulsating through his rectum once again. It was evident that this was not the first time Michael had ever fucked ass, and that he was good at it. Fucking for one's own pleasure was one thing, but fucking for the pleasure of both was quite something else. Of course being fucked by the forty- five-year-old multimillionaire star in front of his older brother was something else too.
Nick knew how much Aaron loved cock and seeing him eagerly and willingly accept Michael's long, thick pecker confirmed what he already knew. That did not bother him, and, in fact, it excited him. His brother was one hot horn dog. He reached down and began to fiddle and tug on his limp cock as he sat there and watched Michael fucking his kid brother's ass. His cock quickly responded. He was surprised in a way how erotic it was to watch someone fuck his kid brother. He was soon stiff and he pumped his fist up and down his throbbing cock as he watched Michael's black cock working in and out of Aaron's ass. He did not care if his kid brother or if Michael saw how turned he had gotten watching them, and, in fact, he hoped they would see.
Aaron of course did see and the fact his older brother had gotten aroused watching him getting his ass fucked added to the perversity of being fucked in front of him. He tightened and relaxed his sphincter as Michael pumped his cock in and out of his ass, and he grunted and gasped with the pleasure pulsating through his rectum. He did love cock, stroking it, sucking it, and being fucked by it. Being fucked by a black man, a black man three times his age and known around the world and with thousands of devoted, loyal fans only added to his pleasure.
Michael was feeling much the same about Aaron, delighting that a boy his age so willingly and eagerly allowed a man his age to fuck his ass, and knowing that the fifteen-year-old boy he was plowing was also widely known and also had thousands of fans, mostly screaming teen and preteen girls, added to his pleasure too. In his lust, he began to work his hips to and fro faster, driving his long, thick, black cock in and out of Aaron's hot, moist hole. Aaron's rectum pulsating in rhythm with Michael's cock as the boy tightened and relaxed his sphincter in time with his thrusts and withdrawals brought Michael to a new level of ecstasy and it was not that long before he was filling Aaron's rectum with his cum. Michael groaned with a loud, shrill expression of ecstasy as his cum shot out of the burning tip of his cock and spurted up Aaron's rectum, as he filled the fifteen-year-old boy with his hot seed.
And then he was on his back, his hips and buttocks raised on the stack of pillows just as Aaron's had been seconds ago, and Aaron kneeling between his legs and pressing the tip of his hot, aching cock against his asshole. Both were horny and eager and both experienced in their reverse roles so Aaron did not have much difficulty slipping his stiff cock up Michael's asshole. Eager to get off a load, Aaron rabbit fucked the forty-five-year-old entertainer, and with each thrust and withdrawal he felt himself being drawn closer and closer to his climax. Michael was just as eager for Aaron to get off a load and he delighted in being fucked furiously by the young, white teenager. The virility and impatience of young boys to enjoy that pleasure of ejaculation were two of the things that drew him to them. He worked his sphincter in time with Aaron's thrusts and withdrawals just as Aaron had done when he'd fucked him, and like Aaron, he trembled with the pleasure pulsating through his rectum.
Michael glanced over at Nick in a lustful daze and half-closed eyes and smiled, and Nick smiled back. Michael's gaze dropped to Nick's crotch and his smile widened with delight as he watched Nick's fist rapidly rising and falling as he pumped his swollen cock, the knob engorged with blood and his swollen balls drawn up tight below his shaft. Michael's breath was laboured and his cock, still stiff and streaked with his cum and shining with Vaseline and Aaron's ass slime, jerked with lust. It was so hot lying there on his back with Nick's fifteen-year-old brother furiously fucking him with the zeal and energy only a teenager can have, his eyes half closed with lust and his face flushed with arousal, while his older brother was sitting there beside them watching and jacking off.
Aaron was finding it hot also and it was not that long before he was filling Michael's rectum with his hot, thick, teenage cum in front of his brother, openly gasping and snorting with the ecstasy of his ejaculation. It was only seconds later that his brother was shooting his load also, shooting his stuff into his boxers. Michael groaned with the pleasure of being filled with the semen of one brother while the other shot off beside them in his underwear. This had truly been a most awesome day and night.
Sometime later Aaron slipped out of the mansion, Michael and Nick having drifted off to sleep. It was a warm California September night and he had slipped on only his runners and trousers, having to go commando considering the state of his briefs. As he began to stroll down to where the party had been, he came across a couple guys heading toward one of the many sheds on the estate. One he recognized as Chris Tucker.
"Hey, where you going?"
"We're going four-wheeling up in the mountains," Chris replied. "Want to come along?"
"Sure," Aaron replied with a grin. It was only three in the morning and he was young and too wound up to sleep. Besides, he thought as he looked over at Chris and his sensitive dick twitched in his baggy cargo pants, who knew what sort of fun might be waiting for him and a stud like Chris Tucker in the Santa Barbara hills.