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Loving Bryant C-9
END of C-8
Each boy had made love to us. I had been entered by two sixteen year olds tonight. Only one had worn a condom. Brandt's seed flowed where only Bryant's had been before. I had given my love and passion freely to Brandt. What did this mean?
"Guys," Brandt said. "Your turn. As soon as you recover, you need to make love to each of us."
Did Brandt really mean what he just said. I looked at Bryant who looked as troubled as I did. We needed to talk, him and I.
Brandt interrupted my worries.
"Guys. We waited like you said. We were patient until we turned sixteen and the four of us could legally do this, make love. You two do not understand yet how much Phil and I are in love with you. How much we want to be like you. You both have been a great example of living and loving. You will be teachers. You worked hard for your degrees and all you have. As soon as we finish high school, we will go to college and study to be teachers like you."
Phil jumped in with his comments. "Tonight is our reward to you both for loving us all these years and guiding us. This is our show of appreciation. We hope we can continue what we begin here tonight, for the rest of our lives."
My mind felt like it had entered another universe. Continue? For how long?
"I need to talk to Bryant, alone," I told Brandt.
I pulled my boyfriend into a corner. "What are we going to do?"
"What do you mean. We are okay. We do it tonight then it's done."
"Bryant. Listen. These two love us. They want us. They want us into the future. We can't bail."
Jordie. I love you. Before tonight we were exclusive. Do you have room in your heart for two more."
"Bryant. I do but that's not the issue. If we are hired by their school district, we cannot do this. We will be in positions of authority even if they are not our students."
Looking at Phil and Brandy standing, waiting, I continued, "Let's talk to them."
We walked back to confront two very worried boys. I explained our concerns, school authority, Bryant and my love for one another, and the age difference.
"Can we at least have the rest of the night to enjoy our love," Phil asked.
Bryant and I agreed. The boys looked okay with our response. They were not whooping it up. I sat with Brandt on the couch. This would be my first time with my sixteen year old friend. We wrapped our arms around each other. I brushed a stray hair off his forehead. His eyes were void of the passion that had been there before.
"What's the matter buddy?"
"I don't know. This was to be about experiencing love and passion between us." He rested his hand on my cock. I was not aroused. "Jordie. I know you and Bryant are in love and exclusive. I hoped tonight would fold Phil and me into that love and joy. We want to be a part of you two. We want to create a four boy family."
"Shhh." I continued to stroke his hair. "Let's gather in a group and talk. Are you chilly?"
"I'm fine. Lets get together, upstairs."
That's how the four of us ended up naked and conferring on Bryant's and my bed. We were kinda in a circle. Our feet were touching and sometimes one or two would decide to rub a foot with toes. We talked late into the night and did reach a consensus.
We would continue what we had not finished tonight. Bryant and I agreed to bring our friends into our relationship as friends, not as lovers, until they graduated from high school. Upon graduation, they would attend the local university using what funds they had or could borrow. Bryant and I would look to buy a condominium or house that the four of us could live in.
If we all were satisfied with this route when they graduated, we would agree to be their lovers and we would be theirs as long as we agreed as far into the future we agreed.
That issue settled, we returned to enjoying each other. Brandt was my lover. Bryant and Phil lay next to us. If in the future we did become a foursome, how we did tonight, would help us to reflect on how this could work.
Both our boys lay on their backs, legs spread, arms stretched open wanting our closeness. We agreed no condoms were needed. We had passed that barrier earlier. Brandt looked so much like a little boy and I entered him with great desire. Bryant and Phil were in the same position. The four of us began to thrust and moan.
Brandt's chute squeezed my cock as his mouth moaned "Please, Jordie. Deeper."
We were entwined. Arms, legs, tongues joined us as one. I could feel Bryant's hips rubbing mine as he moaned his love and desire for what he was doing to Phil. I felt the passion of all four of us. I needed Brandt. I squeezed him and pushed deep releasing my liquid into him. His muscles milked me until I had no more left to give. I pulled from his mouth and turned my attention to Bryant, kissing him with desire. Later, I saw Brandt kissing Phil. I knew what four guys loving one another felt like and was good with that.
We all were too tired after that to move. Bryant pulled the cover over us and in a tangle of arms and legs we slept.
School started. Brandt was in my Freshman English class. That was weird. He acted as if he were a regular student, not giving me more attention than any other student would. Once I caught him talking to another student and had to tell him to be quiet. In class, he acted normally. I fought the image in my head of his young body beneath me writhing in lust as he took my cock. I kept myself under control, barely.
When the boys came over that evening to watch TV, I called Brandt a little turd. He knew to what I referred. He smiled and kissed me. Then he told Phil and Bryant about our day in class. I shook my head. After that day, we learned to ignore our feelings and treat each other as teacher and student while in school. At the house, we allowed time for making out being sure to vary our partners in this department. No more sex between us until they graduated. We pushed the limits if the legal limit by using the same bed as we shared our love and sex not hiding any of it from each of us. Being next to Phil and Brandt as they were in the throes of passion with each other, feeling their movements and hearing their moans and words of endearment and letting them hear Bryant and mine was a great enhancement to our enjoyment, We never strayed into forbidden territory.
The boys pushed for no more than what we did every night when they stayed with us.
The boys were high school juniors when Phil raised the topic of getting our own place.
"Jordie. You and Bryant have not talked about the four of us getting a place of our own when we graduate."
I looked at Bryant. He nodded. "Okay. Bryant and I have saved enough money for a substantial down payment on a condominium. We are waiting for both of you to decide where you plan to go to college. We want to select a place in our school district. We like it here. If you choose some college out of state, we just as well should stay here in this apartment. Then we need to determine what job you will get and where it will be."
"Our mom knows that we plan to move in with you as soon as we graduate. She is cool with that.
We will go to college here in this city. After, well wherever we work, our jobs will be here also. You both are who we want to spend our lives with."
"Are you both certain. We are six years older than you. You'll be twenty-two when you graduate from college."
Brandt interrupted. "Yeah and you will be twenty-eight." He looked at Phil before continuing. "They will probably need pills to enhance their sex drive and their erections."
"I wonder how sex with guys in wheelchairs works?"
"Go on you two, have your fun. We need a serious discussion about this."
"Nope, we don't. We only need to make love all the time and live together and never wear clothes in the house and sleep together every night and grow old and still have the ability to keep each other happy and that's all I have to say about that."
Phil finally wound down.
"You even take a breath all that time," I asked?
"Okay, if this is to work, all of us must be exclusive just among the four of us. Bryant and I love you two. We are ready. As soon as you graduate. We do this."
Our boys finished high school. Graduation was subdued, just the boys, their mom, and us. As soon as the teachers were released for the summer, we began to examine condominiums available for purchase. We were picky with what we wanted regarding location and interior layout.
A month passed. The boys were registered for college and were getting ready to select their books.
Now that they were graduated, the four of us made love in every possible combination and position we could dream up. Summer was in the fullness of its heat in more than the outside temperature.
Cam, our old friend, and his lover turned husband went with us to the beach valley every now and then where all this started so long ago. We still made love in the open with a new crop of boys as our audience. We gave them pointers but the touching and helping of so long ago was now off-limits. Were we older, wiser, or just so exclusive? I did not know. I did know my heart belonged to only my group.
We were becoming dejected at not finding a place to buy when our real estate agent called to say she had a stand alone house, "Tiny and cute as a button." She went on to tell us that there would be no association fee like one associated with a condo.
The house was at the end of a paved street, wooded in the back and backing onto state land. Each side of the lot was wooded so privacy was assured. The back yard was privacy fenced around an inground pool.
Inside was one super large bedroom and with a bath having a walk in shower. The living area was "open plan" so no crowding as the kitchen, dining and living area were united. Other than a utility room housing the mechanical requirements, the house fit our requirements and was priced lower than all condos we had looked at.
The location had a country feel but was on the outskirts of the city so we were close to work, school, and shops. The houses on the street were not on top of one another. We noticed from the kid's toys lying around the houses that this was a family neighborhood.
We told the realtor we would let her know.
"It's the right size," Phil said.
"I like the pool and the privacy fence," I said.
"Good for skinny dips," Bryant added.
"The bedroom will hold a king sized bed for the four of us. It's so big we can fit our desks in it. Study room," Brandt said.
We all agreed and called our realtor. The papers were signed and within a month we owned our house, well us and the bank that held the mortgage.
Finally, we stood on the front porch of our very own house.
"Our own new house, new home, first year of school, and we can form our family, just us four." I said.
Before we entered the four of us hugged and kissed. With the door opened we entered to begin the next phase of our lives.
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