I headed into the toilet to take a leak and realized it was one of the few times I had been by myself to do this, since I moved in. I thought of Hank putting his hand on the small of my back as I peed. That always felt so good. Damn! He got me so mixed up emotionally. Sometimes I couldn't figure him out. Other times he was so much the brother, friend and yes, lover that I had often dreamed about. My cock swelled again as I finished and flushed. I turned off the lights and climbed into bed. I saw Hank's bottle of lube on the nightstand and wondered if I would have the nerve to fuck Hank.
I drifted off to sleep with all kinds of images of sex with Hank, Jared and Jim. I know I had a smile on my face!
I woke to a dream or reality, I wasn't sure. But I was lying against Hank's back. He was snoring softly. I realized I hadn't heard him doing that before, must be because he was usually awake before me.
My cock was rigid and wedged in his crack. It felt so good. I rocked back and forth enjoying the feeling. He moved a bit, swallowed and then went back to his same slow rhythmic breathing. I loved the warmth coming from his body. I closed my eyes and rubbed against him some more.
I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. It was 7:15. I saw the bottle of lube there. In my sleepy state I figured why not. He was always telling me I could do whatever I wanted. I thought it would be a wild way to wake him up.
I reached up and got the bottle. I poured out a bit into my hand and rubbed it over my cock, which swelled at the attention. I moved my cock down and began to work it along his crack looking for the opening.
All of this was so dream like and so unlike me, which made it seem all the more dreamlike. I reached down and spread his cheeks apart a bit and slid my cock in. I probed along and found a spot that had some give and figured this had to be the entrance.
I was going to do something I had no idea of how to do, but I knew that in a dream, things just worked out. So I just pushed a bit harder and felt a bit of resistance at first but then felt my head slip in.
I inhaled and held my breath to see if I had woken him with this invasion. If anything, he just pushed back and I slipped in a bit further. It felt so good! I lay there for a bit and then pushed in some more. Fuck! It was so great! What an awesome dream! Hank would laugh his ass off when I told him in the morning. I was going to have to remember his dream.
I slid in deeper and rested again. I felt a tightening around my cock and my sock swelled at that. In some more and I was now resting up against his ass. It felt so good! No wonder Hank liked this so much!
I slowly pulled out and getting no reaction, slid back in. He stirred then, murmured something, pushed back, forcing me deeper. Then he wet his lips, making moist noises and then went back to his even, slow breaths.
I continued to rock slowly in and out him, moving about 2 or 3 inches with each stroke. It felt so amazing. I was getting so turned on. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I wanted to know if it was having an effect on him. I slid my arm under the covers, around his waist to find his cock. It was swollen and bigger than I had ever felt it! He was slick with precum as well.
I encircled his cock with my hand and began to stroke it in time with my thrusts. I figured that this was the point in the dream when he would wake up, moan and begin to beg me to fuck him harder.
I began to really push into him and to squeeze him tightly. I wanted him to hit the edge the same time I did.
I felt it approaching and began to really hammer into him and pump him harder and faster. It was roaring up fast! I knew it was going to hit soon! Oh fuck!!!!
"What the fuck!" I heard as I pushed deep into him and began to shoot. At the same time I felt warmth coating my hand. He was cumming with me! Oh fuck, it felt so great! Man oh Man!
"What the fuck is going on?" I heard Jared's voice and wondered where he was and why he was in my dream now!
I pushed deeper in him and squeezed and milked him, putting my lips to his neck and kissing him.
"What are you doing?!" Jared said again. My eyes flew open, my dream interrupted now.
I felt him slid off of my cock and then turn to look at me. "What are you doing?" I looked at him. It was Jared! What a crazy fucked up dream!
"I, ah, dreaming, ah, Hank, ah, lube, ah, fuck!" I was awake now, really awake. It wasn't a dream! Jared was in my bed and I had just fucked him! Oh Shit!
"I am sorry. I am sorry. I didn't mean. I mean I didn't know. I, ah, oh shit!" I am sorry!" I was totally confused and out of my element.
"Wait, wait wait! Calm down!" he said, taking my shoulders and looking at me. He had a huge grin on his face.
I didn't know what was going on! "What are you doing here?"
He laughed and rose up onto his elbow to look at me in the dim light of the morning coming through the shades. He wiped his eyes, looked at me again and laughed once more.
"I asked Hank if I could sleep here and use my IOU in the morning!" He laughed. "He said that you seemed to have a think for me and that he thought it would be okay." He chuckled again and said, "I guess I got taken on that deal!"
"I am so sorry, I never meant to..."
He interrupted me and said, "It's okay. It was an unusual way to wake up. Not one, I had ever excepted," and as I started to speak, he said, "not that it was bad. It was interesting. Not something I would have tried so soon, but now that it has happened, I am glad I got to experience." He smiled again. "I heard Hank say that a guy should never ask another guy to do something that he wasn't either ready to do himself or hadn't already done. So I guess I am set on that now!"
He saw the look of dismay on my face and smiled again. "It was great really. You really took me to a wild place." He smiled sheepishly and said, "And it was really wild and nice! And obviously, I got off on it!"
Emotions continued to swirl through me. It HAD been awesome! And I had fucked Jared! Who would have thought? That thought got me to laughing and he asked what and I couldn't say.
"Come on. As Hank says, no secrets." I wondered about that. Hank was my brother, but Jared wasn't. Did I need to tell him everything.
I said quietly, "I fucked Jared!" and he laughed then.
Then he announced. "I have to pee. I always have to pee after I cum!"
"Me, too." I agreed.
He tossed back the covers and got out of bed. I followed him, watching how his muscles moved across his ass, legs and back as he moved.
He flipped on the light in the toilet and stood there with the seat up waiting for me. Hank's training seemed to be working because it didn't take me very long to get a stream going. Jared's stream joined mine as we flooded the toilet with our golden streams.
Jared placed his hand on my lower back as Hank always did and it sent a thrill through my body. Jared moved his hand lower and caressed my ass. Then his finger traced its way down my crack. I shivered as I finished pissing. He finished as well, but kept his hand on my ass, exploring until he reached my hole. He probed it with his finger. I looked at him. He was watching my expression as he pushed deeper. I spread my legs a bit to give him better access.
It didn't dawn on me what was really happening. I inhaled deeply as he pushed deep inside me. He never broke contact as he moved behind me. He now had two fingers up me and I was getting so turned on.
He whispered into my ear, "Bend over."
I put my hands on the wall in front of me and bent over. He put his foot next to my right foot and indicated with a nudge that I should move it. I did and he now had my legs spread wide. He removed his fingers, spit on them, and must have used it to lube his cock because he lined up his cock on my hole. I tightened up for a moment, until he whispered, "Relax."
I did and felt the head of his cock push against my hole. I gasped as the head entered me. The image of this size of his cock came back to me and I clamped down on the head. "Relax," he whispered again, "Just tell me when you want me to stop."
I relaxed again and pushed out as Hank had taught me and the head popped in. I stayed in that position breathing deeply. Jared was playing with my nipples as I got used to his presence. His ministrations on them drew moans of pleasure from me.
He took that as a cue and pushed into me. I gasped again and raised my head. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked, I shook my head. I wanted this! I lowered my head and saw that my cock was swollen as well. Yes! I wanted this.
He slid in a bit further and then rested. He continued to play with one nipple and with the other hand trailed down my stomach to my cock. He encircled it in his large hand and squeezed. I sighed and he slid in deeper. I was so focused on the image of his large hand on my cock that I didn't gasp this time.
One more push as he was buried in me. I felt his balls against mine. "Do you want me to stop?"
I shook my head violently, "NO!" I wanted to scream, but just whispered urgently.
He slowly pulled out and I didn't want him to leave me! He didn't. He stopped before removing himself completely and pushed slowly back in. I breathed deeply, enjoying the sensations. I clamped down tightly around his dick and he moaned.
He began slow long deep strokes getting me used to his size. I moaned several times and thrashed my head back and forth. Fuck! This was awesome!
He picked up speed, doing short strokes right over my button. That drove me crazy. I heard him chuckle behind me. Then he started pulling all the way out and driving back in. I had never experienced it like this. I was wild -- I realized I stayed open as he removed and then drove back in. "Fuck me!" I said urgently.
But he became rougher, pounding harder and faster. He released my cock and nipples and grabbed my waist and started pulling me onto his cock. His balls were now slapping mine on each in stroke.
He was driving me crazy and I was becoming lost in the more familiar fog of lust. I would let him do anything to me at this point. I just wanted more. "Fuck me!"
He leaned forward and took a chunk of my shoulder in his teeth and bit down. I gasped and he released my shoulder and wiped his mouth across the spot and my shoulder. He was grunting now as he thrust harder and faster into me.
Because he was holding onto my waist, I removed one hand from the wall and took my cock in my hand. I thrashed my head again feeling the rush begin to overtake me. I began to moan in contrast to his grunting and thrusts. The moans were punctuated by little grunts that escaped as he pounded into my ass.
I heard him breathe in through clenched teeth and thought he must be getting close. At that point I was overtaken by the sensations and began filling my hand with warm spunk. I madly pumped my hand using the hot cream to lubricate my hand even more.
I heard him grunt and clamped down tightly on his dick and he put his mouth on my shoulder again and used it to muffle his scream as he pushed in deep and hard and I felt him begin to shoot in my ass, his cock swelling as he shot.
He was gasping on my shoulder as he pushed deep into me several times as he pumped out his seed into me.
I was breathing in gasps as well as I came out of my fog and felt his hands still roughly pulling my waist to him.
He pushed in with a final "Umpf!" and then pulled me tight and leaned over onto my back so I was supporting both of us. His breath came in gasps in my ear as he came down from his euphoric high.
My own heart rate was spiraling down from the trip hammer it had been on. I could feel his heart through my back and knew he was going through something similar.
He breathed through his mouth by my ear, gulping in air. Finally, he pushed on my back with his hands and raised himself up. He pulled out of me quickly. I felt his fingers at my hole. Then he was sticking his fingers into my mouth. As I sucked them clean, I realized I was sucking off his cum which he had collected from my ass. I was still too enthralled with what had happened to have it register completely what I was doing. I just know that I eagerly cleaned his fingers, tasting the salty favor of his jizz.
He put his cock back in my ass and said, "I have to pee!"
I came awake then and said, "No!" Then thought and said, "Please, don't!"
He laughed a menacing laugh and pulled out of my ass. I felt his stream start as he pissed on my balls before he adjusted his stance and began hitting the toilet. I closed my eyes and felt a stream release from me as well. I had just pissed, but now more came.
I shook my head as I finished and tried to stand. He put his hand on my back and held me there until he finished. I was looking down into the bowl as he pissed. When he finished he released me and stepped back.
He ran his hand over my ass and said, "Nice, very nice!" He smacked my right cheek hard and I stood up quickly. He chuckled and said, "I guess you have worked off your IOU! Although, since technically, you got to fuck me, maybe I should get another one!" He laughed and I noticed that his laugh wasn't as friendly as Hank's, or maybe that was my perspective.
I was still stunned at all that had happened and how he had fucked me. He had been rough and I had gotten lost in it. I didn't know if I liked that about myself. And I didn't know if I liked that about him. I stood up, shook my head and then had to put my hand on the wall to steady myself.
He chuckled and patted me on the ass, gentler this time. "Wore you out, did I?" He chuckled. He moved over to the sink, ran some water, and sluiced some across his face and hair. He stood up and shook his head, sending droplets flying, some hitting me.
He laughed and said, "Let's go back to bed. You got me up and I do mean "up" earlier than I had expected." He looked at me and smiled, "Or we could go and surprise Hank and Jim and see what they are up to?"
My heart tightened and I wondered about Hank and Jim. I felt bad because I hadn't thought of Hank since I realized I was with Jared. I had just become lost in lust, once again. I worried that Hank would like Jim better than me. Did it mean that he wanted to switch roommates? Would Jared be using me now? And using was what I felt like.
Then I grinned to myself, not that I hadn't used him first! That did give me a smile, but then the picture of Hank in bed with Jim flashed into my mind and my heart thudded in my chest. My breathing picked up again and I became worried again.
Jared must have seen something on my face because he put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Don't worry. Hank is just using one of Jim's IOUs that I had. Jim was all for it and eager to try whatever Hank wanted to. He even suggested that Hank fucked him while Jim sucked himself off! That is something I have to see and maybe we can get some pics of that!"
He led me back to the bed. He climbed in first and then had me lay down in front of him. He scooted up close to my back, putting his still damp cock along my crack. My hole tightened up at the thought of what it had felt like to have him inside of me.
He put his arm over my arm and put his hand on my stomach and his head against my back, his nose over my right shoulder. "Uhmmm!" he said and snuggled closer.
He seemed to be off to sleep in moments, his breath coming evenly and his light snores beginning. I was too wired to go back to sleep and kept replaying the morning over and over in my mind. I wondered if I had a bit mark on my shoulder and a hand print on my ass.
I wondered what it would have been like to have him piss inside of me and why I was so against that.
Then my mind went back to Hank. I couldn't stop picturing him riding Jim's ass. He had done this before, but I had been there. I had been part of the scene. Now they were on their own. I began to worry again about Hank wanting Jim more than me. Did he want Jim as his little brother now? Jim seemed to be the kind of guy that would do anything Hank mentioned, in fact he had.
Is that the kind of guy Hank wanted? Did I need to be more compliant? More agreeable to his suggestions? Did I need to strip down and walk around more places naked? Is that what he wanted? I shuddered at the thought of this. It turned me on to think about it, but it made me feel humiliated to do it. Did I like that? Is that what Hank wanted, to humiliate me more?
My heart raced as I lay there questioning myself. I worked myself up into an emotional knot before long and had to take a deep breath and let it out slowly. I thought about all the things that Hank had done for me and how he treated me. He had to like me more than he did Jim. He had said he did. But still, did I need to be more open and eager to do wild and crazy things?
I guess I got to fidgeting, because Jared shook me and said, "Lay still!"
"Sorry, I can't sleep any more." I whispered apologetically.
"Well, neither can I, if you are going to wiggle around like you have getting shocked by an open circuit!" he grumbled, but then chuckled. He moved his hand and patted my hip. "You want another one? Or are you ready for your shower?"
My heart flip flopped as I thought of him entering me again. Did I want that? "Shower," I mumbled.
"Okay, I guess, we can get up." He flipped the covers off of us and pushed me on the butt. "Out and up!"
I got up and turned to watch him stretch, all of his muscles shown in relief as he did this. He let out a noisy yawn as he did. Then he reached down with his large hands and scratched his crotch. I swallowed as I watched him pull back on his cock making the head expand, then reach down and cup his balls.
He looked up and smiled, "I am not used to having someone watch me when I wake up."
He got out of bed. He asked for a towel and I got one for him. He pulled on his boxers and waited while I put on my robe and grabbed my shaving kit. "Okay, let's go."
He opened the door and I followed his boxer glad ass down the hall. I thought about how nonchalant he was about being in his boxers in the hall way. He said hello to a couple of guys he passed. He didn't introduce me and I was glad he didn't as I was afraid of how he would introduce me.
In the shower room, he stripped off and then waited for me. He took my soap and shampoo and headed into the shower. He walked to one corner of the room, farthest form the entrance and least visible from the entrance. We were the only ones in the place.
He turned on his shower and the one next to him. He indicated I should take the one next to him. He handed me the soap and a washcloth and said, "Go ahead, no ones around, you can wash me." He stood under the shower and got himself wet and then stepped up in front of me. "Go ahead. I know you want to."
My heart started racing again as I moved closer. I was afraid someone was going to walk in and see me doing this. He extended an arm to me and I soaped up the cloth and began scrubbing his arm and his pit. I wondered what his pits tasted like. Did he taste the same as Hank?
He extended the other arm and I did the same to it. He stepped under the spray and the put his back to me. I scrubbed it, loving the feel of his muscles beneath the cloth as I did.
He rinsed again and then presented his front to me. I rubbed his chest and stomach, noticing again the play of muscles there. I stopped when I reached his lower stomach, but he said, "Keep going," in a husky voice.
I blushed but reached out with the soapy cloth and encircled his cock with it and my hand. He sighed as I lathered up his cock and balls. He turned and presented his ass to me. I wash it and then into the crack. "Use your fingers and clean out my hole." he instructed and I did, feeling him tighten around them as I did.
He turned and rinsed then and said, "Rinse out my hole real good." I put my finger back and worked them around.
It was then that I realized I was hard again. He opened his eyes and saw me, chuckled and reached down to grip my cock. I sighed and he laughed. "Sir Everhard!"
He stepped back under the spray and then stood away from it. "Wash yourself. I want to watch." I blushed as I soaped up the cloth and following my freshman high school gym instructor's instructions; I started at the top and worked my way down. I felt on display again and my cock pointed more towards the ceiling.
At one point I closed my eyes and washed and he barked, "Look at me, while you do that." My eyes flew open and saw him watching me as I cleaned myself. I, too, paid special attention to my ass cleaning it as well as I had Jared's. My cock continued to stay pointing at the ceiling under his observation.
I was just finishing rinsing when I heard, "There you are!"
I looked over my shoulder and saw Hank. I was so glad to see him. My heart swelled at the sight of him. I turned and he saw my condition and asked, "What are you two up to?"
I blushed and looked back at Jared. Jared just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Cleaning up."
I walked towards Hank and grabbed my towel that he was holding. I dried my face and the tears I felt welling there. I couldn't speak, I was afraid I would lose it. I didn't know that seeing him was going to have this impact on me. After I dried my hair, he took the towel and started drying me off. He stopped and said, "Why is there a hand print on your ass? And is that a bite mark on your shoulder?"
I looked at him, but he was looking at Jared. Jared shrugged again and started to say, "I just..." when someone else came into the shower room. Hank tossed me my towel and I was trying to get it in front of me so my condition wouldn't be seen. I was frazzled by this byplay between Hank and Jared. It felt good that Hank was concerned about me, but I didn't want Jared mad at me, if I said something about how I got the marks.
I struggled into my robe as I struggled with this quandary. Once I was wrapped in my towel, I was able to take in the fact that Hank was dressed and looked wide awake. What had he and Jim been doing? And where was Jim?
Jared took his time drying his hair, keeping himself exposed to the new guy that came in and hung up his stuff. I saw the guy take a quick look at Jared's cock before he headed into the shower. Jared finished drying and asked to borrow my comb. I handed it to him and he walked over to the sinks and combed his hair.
Once again, he was very nonchalant about his nudity. He spoke to Hank in a lower tone, "So how was the night with Jim?" Hank seems to be contemplating his answer. When he finally spoke it was in a lower tone as well.
"Seems it wasn't quite as rough as yours. But I am sure that Jim will tell you he had fun!" I wondered what that meant. I looked back and forth between the two. I took the comb back, combed my hair, and then brushed my teeth, all the while looking in the mirror between the naked Jared and the dressed Hank. There seemed to be some unspoken conversation going on between the two of them.
I packed up my stuff and Jared slipped on his boxers and we headed back to our room. The beds had been made and there was a bag sitting on my desk. I started for it, but Hank said, "At breakfast. Jim is meeting us down there, so you'd better get dressed and we'll go down to meet him."
I hung up my robe and found clean clothes to put on. My cock had softened a bit during the walk back. As I put on my clothes I remembered the condition of my shorts from last night and had wanted to talk to Hank about it, but figured now was not the time.
"So what happened and why does Kyle have marks on him?" Hank asked Jared rather pointedly.
Jared smiled sheepishly and said, "I am sorry," and he looked at me. "I got so carried away. I could never fuck so rough with a girl, and Jim seemed to like it rough and after Kyle had fucked me, I guess I got a little wild. And Kyle seemed to be going a bit wild himself," he looked at Hank. "I am sorry."
"Kyle fucked you?" Hank said incredulously, smiling at me. "It is not to me you need to be apologizing. Kyle doesn't belong to me. He is my little brother and I look out for him. If he is fine with it, then that's okay, but I don't leave marks on the people I am with."
Hank looked at me and I didn't know what to say. I wasn't used to being in the driver's seat with these kinds of things. I wanted to please Hank but I didn't want to make Jared mad either. "Hank, I, ah, don't know. It was wild and he was rough. I don't want marks showing up on my body." I was beginning to tremble.
Hank put his arm around me. "It's okay. It is good you were honest." He looked at Jared. "He fucked you?"
Jared came over and sheepishly said, "Yeah, and he really seemed to get into it, so to speak." He looked at me again and said, "I am sorry, Kyle. I have some lotion for putting on bruises that works well. I have it fot when I get sports injuries and end up with a bruise. I will bring it over to you." He smiled tentatively again and added, "And if you ever allow me to do that again, I promise never to leave a mark on you again."
Hank looked at him and then at me, "You okay with this now?"
I nodded my head, not trusting my voice again.
"Okay, then." Hank said and the reached up and ruffle my hair (or lack of it) again.
Jared got back into his clothes and was all smiles as he waited for me to finish dressing. Hank ruffled my head again and said, "Grab the bag and let's go to breakfast, little brother."
I thrilled me to hear him call me that again! I beamed as I picked up the package and walked to the door. Hank opened the door and Jared left first, then I followed and then Hank. I looked back and Hank with a questioning look. But he just shook his head, smiled and pointed to the stairs.
The bag was moderately heavy and I wondered what could be in it and where it had come from. Then I went back to worrying about what had happened between him and Jim and what he was going to say to Jared about the marks on my body. Once again, I was aware of confusion in my life, my new life that had started not quite a week ago.
Was anything ever going to be "normal" again?
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