This is based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases experience but it is a work of pure fiction. Come to think of it, it may not always be that pure! There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between men, so if this offends you or you are otherwise not allowed by law, etc., you are invited to retreat. Otherwise ... enjoy!
Cast of characters:
Kyle Tragg -- That's me! Kevin -- My older brother. Ron -- my dad. Chrissy -- my mom. Mike Newberry -- New Best Friend. Tommy Newberry -- Mike's Dad. Bette Newberry -- Mike's mom. Bob Wills-- Old best friend. Karston -- Kevin's Friend Nick Graziano -- Next door neighbor
From Chapter 23:
The next Saturday Nick again came bounding over the fence and joined us in the hot tub again. He had a hard time looking me in the eye. He told us that he got a job at the local Mc D's, and he looked like he was gonna cry -- but he didn't -- as he mentioned that Natalie called and begged him to reconsider what he was doing. "She just has no idea what I'm going through." He said.
I looked at Mike, wondering if he knew ... that I knew ... what Nick was putting HIM through. Finally Nick DID look into my eyes. It was as if he were reading my thoughts, as he said, without looking at him, "Mike -- so you told Kye about what we did last week?"
"So you can read minds too?" I said.
"Not exactly, but I can see a lot in your eyes."
"God, but you have beautiful eyes!" I thought to myself. I was getting lost in them! It was almost hypnotic.
"Gosh you've got beautiful eyes!" Said Nick to me. It went through me like a bolt of lightning!
Mike squeezed my hand. I disconnected from Nicks gaze and looked at Mike. "He's right, you know -- you do have gorgeous eyes, Kye."
After an embarrassing pause, Nick and I started working Mike's legs together. His eyes were closed in concentration -- against the pain, I think. Again, Nick's eyes pulled me in and we worked Mike's leg and hip joints as if we were one -- each knowing exactly what the other was doing -- never disengaging our eyes. This time I don't think Mike noticed.
Chapter 24
Mike groaned and said, "Okay, I think you guys have found the right combination."
"S'matter, Baby, are we hurting you too much?" Said Nick. I was stunned. Even I never called Mike that.
"No, it's not that. I'm just exhausted. Can we take a break?"
"Your call, Baby." I said. I hugged his torso and kissed his nipple.
"Sweet!" Said Nick. Mike acted like it never happened.
"Okay, I'm rested enough."
"That was fast!" Said Nick.
"I only wanted a little break."
"You're a glutton for punishment, Mikey! One would think you liked all this pain."
"I -- I do! This time, push my legs all the way up."
"Mikey!" I said, "That'll kill you!"
"Don't be dramatic, Kye! Just do it." The he added, "You can do it slowly if you want."
We got in position again and each of us took one leg and started to bend his knees and push his legs up. Mike said, "No, keep my legs straight this time." We straightened out his legs and started pushing them up again. He groaned. We paused. "Don't stop, just go for it!"
Nick and I pushed harder and Mike cried out. "Okay, I DID say you could go slowly if you wanted ... but I guess I meant I wanted you to go slow ... slow and steady. And don't stop every time I make a sound. It helps me manage the pain. I WANT the pain. It's really helping me get limber. I'll tell you if I want you to stop -- okay?"
Again we started pushing up, one of us on each leg. Mike started to sweat much more than the hot tub could make him do, and he again started to groan, then he started to take deep breaths and he was stifling his cries of pain. He again told us to keep going and not stop unless he told us to. We pushed and he was grunting and sweating and making high pitched whimpering.
Nick and I looked at each other simultaneously and both of us had tears streaming down our cheeks. Suddenly Mike started to kind of hyperventilate and whimper with each exhale. That grew to full out screaming out. We couldn't help seeing that he had a full mast going on and both Nick and I were mesmerized as we watched ropes of cum start gushing out of it, into the water, as Mike was taking huge gulps of air and screaming out, "OH YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!" His legs were straight and his knees were pressing into his chest.
Nick and I seemed to be connected in our thinking, as we both slowly pulled his legs down and when they were out of the way, we each fell on half on him. I hadn't noticed until I felt his wood that both Nick and I were engorged, as we hugged Mike, and he was alternating kissing both of us on the lips. Mikes arms came up and around Nick's and my heads and as he closed his eyes, he pushed out faces together.
Nick's lips were full, and so soft it almost made me cum on the spot. My eyes were closed, but I momentarily peeked and his were closed too. What I could see of his face looked like he was in heaven. I broke our kiss and began to sob. I wasn't sad or anything, but my emotions were on overload and I just couldn't stop. It was like I was taken to another realm and when I stopped crying and came back to the spa, I was fully in Nick's embrace and he was nuzzling my neck and rubbing my back.
"You okay, Kye?" Said Nick, his voice full of concern.
I looked at him and then at Mike, blankly, then said, "Yeah. That was just so overwhelmingly ... um ... emotional, I guess." I said, "First we were hurting Mike more than I thought I could ever hurt anyone, then he ... he ... um -- exploded and -- and -- we were all so -- um -- happy and all and then Mike pushed us into ... and then I saw the angelic look on your face, Nick -- I guess I didn't know any other way to express what I was feeling!"
"It was like pulling teeth to get you two to do what was needed. Did you need any more convincing that I liked it?"
"But Mikey -- it just kills me to hurt you like that!" Said Nick.
Mike looked at me. I half shrugged, pointed to Nick and said, "What HE said!"
"I'll bet your brother wouldn't have that problem!" Said Mike.
"After that, you may not need any more." Said Nick.
"No, I can feel them already starting to stiffen back up. But it helped, I guarantee."
"No, he really wants you to do it." I told my brother on the phone. It was well past midnight and we were both in bed, him at the University and me at home. "Kev, I HATE hurting him!"
"Hmmm -- and you think I'd like it, huh?" He said sarcastically.
"I didn't mean that!" I said.
"Actually -- if he really likes it, I wouldn't mind. You said that there was no doubt that he really got off on the pain. How could you tell?"
Somehow I didn't want to tell my brother that particular detail -- I didn't feel it was my prerogative. "We could just tell -- I mean besides the fact that he told us."
"I'll come home Wednesday night. I hope I can meet your new friend." Said Kevin.
"He'll be there -- if he's not working."
"You really like him' don't you?"
"I -- I - "
"It makes sense. He is, after all, Mike's best friend -- isn't that what you said? Makes sense that you and he would hit it off."
I wanted to correct him regarding who Mike's best friend is, but I let it go. "See you Wednesday, Kev!"
I put my phone on the table beside my bed and, having trouble going to sleep, proceeded to work my sure-fire and tested sedative. Nope ... no drugs for me! I fell asleep slightly out of breath, sniffing and sucking on my wet, sticky hand, with the floating memory of fangs and the tummy warming vision of uncut meat.
"He has to work today." Said Mike. We were again heading out to the hot tub Wednesday after our chem lab. I couldn't hide my disappointment. "I'm happy that you like my old bud so much."
"Aw, I just know that Kev'll be disappointed. I've been telling him about ... your buddy."
"What'd you tell him? You didn't say anything about - "
"Of course not!" I said a little too derisively. I softened, "I mean ... I only told him about how we worked you out on Sunday." At another worried look, I added, "and -- no, I didn't tell him your ... um ... reaction."
Mike looked sheepish and he leaned in and pecked me on the cheek. We didn't bother wearing our swim shorts to the spa any more, but we carried them in case Tommy and Bette came home. Kev had called to tell us he was on the way over, so we went to the tub. By this time, Mike had almost no problem getting into the spa. Once in, I started to massage his right leg and by the time I got to his thigh he was sporting definite flopperoo! I grabbed it and squeezed.
"Hey! Get a room! At least you could PRETEND for your big brother!" Said Kevin, stepping in. My hand flew away from Mike's dick, which had sprung nicely into shape.
"Yeah," Said Mike sarcastically, "Makes yah jealous, don't it?!"
"Where's your friend -- you know - the Mormon?"
"He had to work." Said Mike, obviously not all that unhappy about it.
Kevin sat opposite Mike and me and said, "Obviously I interrupted something sweet -- don't stop on my account!" He unconsciously (I think!) rubbed his crotch.
"Um -- the moment passed. Kye was just helping me stretch and get ready."
"Heh! Yeah, I saw what he was stretching. What I'm wondering was what he was getting you ready FOR!"
"Cut it out, Kev!" I whined, "We knew you were on the way! You wouldn't want to see what we'd have done if you WEREN'T coming!"
"I think he WOULD have!" said Mike. "And he'd be coming all right!"
Sometimes I think Mike would be a good match for my brother!
"So, where do we start?" Asked Kevin.
"When you got here, Kye really was loosening me up - massaging my legs."
"Yeah, Kye's good at that, isn't he?" Said my brother. "Was it enough, or do you need more stretching?"
"I could do with a little more."
I moved in position to start on Mike's left leg, but Kevin pushed me out of the way. "Relax, Kye-kye. I'll take over from here. I've learned a few things from the sports docs at S.C."
"Don't you feel a little over dressed?" Asked Mike, referring to Kevin's shorts. Kevin giggled and took them off.
Kevin started on Mike's toes. Mike squirmed and giggled a little too, but by the third toe, he just closed his eyes and sighed, as Kevin stroked blood down from his leg into each toe and then cracked his toe knuckles. I was sure he had gone to sleep by the time Kevin finished of all his toes. But he opened his eyes as my brother again squeezed blood from his knee down to his ankle. "God, that feels good!" Mike exclaimed.
Mike was laying back with his eyes closed again as Kevin worked his way up to his thigh. Again his boner stood up. Kevin giggled again and said, "Doesn't take much for you young guys, does it?" Mike smiled almost lethargically, but still kept his eyes closed.
"Hey, can anyone get some of that?" Nick stood at the spa door, huge smile on his face.
"My brother's not as good as I am, but he's no slouch either!" said Kevin.
"Just kidding!" Said Nick.
"Nick, this is Kye's brother, Kevin."
"Hey!" they said in unison.
Mike said, "Kye IS good at it, though -- you oughta let him rub you!"
"I'm good." Said Nick, looking uncomfortable.
"It's okay, I have strong hands. I'd be happy to do you." Yeah, I caught the double meaning too -- after it came out of my mouth.
"If you really wouldn't mind ..."
"Sit over there." I pointed to the reclined spa seat opposite where Kevin and Mike were. Nick looked at all of us, deciding if he should take his Speedo off. He did. As he waded across the spa, I noticed my brother's eyes were glued to his low swinging uncut meat. Kevin saw me seeing him and made a silent "wow".
I started the way Kevin did, forcing blood down to each toe. "Omigosh! That feels great!" Said Nick.
"Close your eyes and relax, Nicky, it only gets better!" Said Mike.
"Yeah, and also my little brother can be free to stare at that handsome piece of meat!" Said Kevin. Nick smiled shyly and closed his eyes.
Mike grinned and giggled nervously too. His grin went quickly away when Kevin started to work on his legs in earnest. He too closed his eyes and again, started to try to relax as my brother incrementally pushed his legs further and further toward his chest.
I got lost in my own task as Nick fairly purred while I rubbed and kneaded his well defined muscles. And ... it was impossible NOT to stare at the masterpiece between his legs, as it swayed back and forth with the movement of the water. I could feel my own reacting, but Nick's eyes were closed and my brother and Mike were otherwise engaged.
Then mike cried out. All eyes went to Mike. "No -- don't stop unless I tell you to stop, Kevin." Said Mike. "I can't help making some noise -- it really is pretty amazingly ... painful, but I can take the pain, and it seems to be working."
"You won't have to tell me more than once, Babe!" Said Kevin. "We do this often in sports doc's office at the gym at school. Just be sure you let me know when you've had enough."
Kevin glanced over at me and Nick. Nick's dick was still floating and waving placidly toward the top of the water. Mine was not so relaxed and when Kevin looked at it, so did Nick. Nick immediately closed his eyes, and Kevin made a funny face at me, motioning me to go for it. I ignored that but kept rubbing my new friend's muscles.
When I reached his left hamstring, he let out a groan of pleasure/pain. I pressed the knot out of the muscle. "Hoho- ohhh -- yeah!" He grunted. I felt a surge of pure testosterone rip through my torso and ground itself in the end of my dick. I was glad no one else was looking close, because -- even though I didn't look myself, I know a milky fluid surged out and lost itself in the hot water.
Again, without opening his eyes, Nick said, "I got a massage or two in high school -- from the coach -- but nothing like this!" He grabbed my shoulder, squeezed it and let his hand slide down my arm to my hand. He moaned again as I started working on the other hamstring. I looked up and saw his eyes fluttering between closed and half open.
Next, I was not sure what his boundaries were, but decided to go for it. I massaged his inner thighs, running my hands up next to his scrotum. I watched intently to see his reaction. He only opened his mouth and rewarded me with a satisfied "Ahhh".
Mike was starting to hyperventilate -- to stand the pain Kevin was inflicting on him. I looked and he was again sweating profusely as he fought to contain his loud moans and as Kevin compressed both his thighs against his chest, he started to again let out whoops and deep breaths as he had another of those wild orgasms as he did the night Nick and I were doing the same.
His come shot up and covered his wet chest and even got some on Kevin's face. "You really do like this - " my brother started to quip, when Mike grabbed his face and pulled it into a passionate, wet kiss. My brother's eyes got a round as saucers. Time seemed to stand still while his mind processed what was happening.
Then Kevin did something that surprised all of us -- because by now, I had stopped rubbing Nick and we were both watching the scene opened up before us. Kevin kissed Mike back matching his passion! Both their eyes were closed and Mikes legs widened and swung around Kevin and both men were moaning quietly, as their tongues did their own dance between their mouths.
As this wound down, I started back massaging Nick, trying to pretend we didn't see what we just saw. My eyes closed slowly and when they opened, they were staring directly into Nick's purple eyes. I couldn't read what was in them, but I'd guess they were not trying to communicate anything but good to me.
I closed my eyes once more and pulled Nick close to my body as I dug my fingers deeply into his shoulder muscles, making him groan pleasurably again. My boner was pressed between us and was throbbing noticeably, but we both just ignored it. Or ... I think he did -- maybe -- as I could not think of anything else.
Nick's arms came around my back and he clenched me closely, effectively stopping me from any more rubbing. He whispered quietly, "I think that's probably enough. I have some deep thinking to do." It was then I noticed that mine wasn't the only hardness between us.
Nick thanked me and said goodbye to his boyhood bud - and Kevin - grabbed his Speedo, stepped into it and loped easily over to and then over the top of the fence.
"Wow!" Said my brother. "He runs and jumps like some animal from deep in Africa!
I don't think either Kevin or Mike knew what went on between Nick and me. They might have if they weren't both trying to absorb what just had happened between themselves.
"I probably should be getting home. Will you be home for dinner tonight, Kye-kye?"
"Um -- not sure -- but -- um -- oh! Tell Mom not to plan on it, but I WILL be home to sleep tonight."
I wasn't sure how Mike and I were going to handle what just happened, but I didn't want to assume staying over.
Notes: Okay ... I'm getting a feeling about it, but I ain't talkin' -- yet. Thanks for reading. Love, Steve