"We were smoking some weed, really good shit, really got us going. We just went and fucked, Steve didn't seem to mind, besides he pounded my ass, not that well, but he had his fun with us." Garret said with a matter of fact tone.
"You guys don't understand, nobody fucks Steve, Steve does the fucking, not the other way around." Hans said, he looked generally scared now.
"He got his rocks off with no problem, he really seemed to enjoy himself, I don't see what the problem is." I replied, putting in my own two cents.
"It's not so much what Steve thinks, it's what his dad will think. Steve's dad may seem like old school English upper class, but his grandfather is a whole different story. He showed up as a cavalry commander when Claudius re-secured Britain for the Roman Empire. Steve's grandpa stayed, and quickly established himself as a powerful landowner. Last I knew the old man was still in Britain, living the life of a rich country gentleman.
He instilled in Steve's dad some old fashioned Roman morals, like their hang-up with man on man sex, literally the rich fucking the poor, not the other way around. Steve's family is one of the richest in town, so no one fucks him, he fucks you." Hans said, a little calmer.
"Wow, a Roman Cavalry commander, now that I know what I am, I think we should ask grandma and grandpa some questions." Garrett said, he seemed to miss the point, started laughing, then added, "Well if Steve makes a big deal of it, we'll have to deal with it when it happens."
"Hans, he's right, besides we can plead ignorance, he might let it slide, like he let us slide up that sweet ass of his." I said with a laugh of my own.
"Guys, he is not someone you want to tick off, let alone his family." Hans said with a sigh.
We dropped Hans off at his house, then headed home, though it was only 1 a.m., we had a tiring day, I took a shower then went straight to bed. I woke up to an odd sensation, my eyes bolted open when I felt a weight hit my stomach. I was shocked to find Garrett was riding 'cow-girl', well I guess 'cow-boy' well he had his back to me and was riding up and down my cock.
"Morning Bro, fuck, so good!" he groaned out.
I eased up after a minute or so, got on my knees, and pressed his hard muscular back to me. My hands ran up and down his big muscular chest, and steel hard stomach. I could hear his huge cock slapping against his abs in time with my rapidly increased thrusting. My tongue ran along his neck and shoulders, we kissed frequently our tongues writhing around together. I didn't last long till I came, Garrett was actually slightly ahead of me, he was shooting off like a geyser, cum splashed on the ceiling, onto the bed. We didn't notice that the door was open till after we both finished.
We both were shocked to see Brandon standing there wearing just a pair of boxer shorts, his eyes looked ready to pop out of his skull. I eased out of Garrett, the situation was a real buzz kill.
"Brandon, this must look a little weird to you right now?" Garrett said in a soft, nervous tone.
Brandon just bolted straight for Mom and Dad's room, we followed, shockingly they were still asleep, though the smell of wine and old passion permeated the room.
"Mom, Dad, Mom, Dad!!!" was all Brandon could say, he was still shaking in shock.
They bolted up, wide awake, "What is it, what's wrong honey." Mom said in a calm, soothing voice.
Mom was topless at the least, Dad got up and came around, he was naked too. I never understood the whole hang-up with kids freaking out thinking of their parents having sex, I always thought it was a physical thing.
"Now what is it dear, what happened?" she asked Brandon again.
"I saw Richard, he was, he was having gay sex with Garrett!" Brandon said with an almost accusatory tone.
"Oh boy, I was hoping this was going to happen later then this." Dad said with a sigh.
We both walked in, due to the tone of the situation we both looked a little guilty.
"Brandon, this is going to be tough to explain, now hear me out. What Richard and Garrett were doing is perfectly normal for boys their age given their situation." Mom said, her voice still soft and soothing.
"They were having sex Mom, Richard was fucking the shit out of Garrett, and Garrett liked it." Brandon replied, still shocked, and in disbelief.
"I don't like that language coming from you mister. I will try to explain as simply as possible. We are not human, we are nymphs." Mom said firmly.
"What, like the ones where if they take their clothes off they can kill you because they're so hot Nymphs." Brandon replied.
"Well not quite like that, we are a type of Fae, representing the embodiments of beauty and lust, and contrary to popular myth there are male nymphs as well. We are in many ways different from humans, we live a lot longer, we don't get sick, we're always very attractive, or in the case of the men, well endowed. We also readily accept bisexuality, you can argue all you want on whether it's natural for humans to be that way or not, but for us it's fact pure and simple. We also have a much stronger sex drive then humans, we like to and can have sex a lot more often." Mom said, a bit more dumbed down then what she told us.
"But they're sixteen and seventeen, and dad was always yelling at them about being caught with some girl." Brandon replied.
"It was different at our last home, they could have gotten those girls pregnant." Dad replied with a soothing tone of his own.
"What's so different about here then?" Brandon replied, still defiant.
"Well, you see, and we didn't know this till we got here, this is a town inhabited entirely by Nymphs, a 'Haven' for our people, generally they are meant to keep us safe and rebuild our numbers, many of us died in the Second World War in Europe and Asia. The thing is we reproduce slowly, a girl nymph can't get pregnant till she turns 100, and even then I've never heard of girl nymphs having one baby no earlier then every fifteen to twenty years." Mom said, still trying to calm Brandon.
"Well what about you and dad, you were pregnant at fifteen, and we all came along real quick." Brandon said, his tone was almost insulting.
"I'm a special case, my mother, your grandmother was human, though I have a nymph's life expectancy, I have a menstrual cycle like a human woman. We generally don't mate with humans, you see, if it weren't for illusionary magic my father, and your father's parents wouldn't look any older then we do. Now my father still loves my mother, despite her age, and is going to have a tough time dealing when she dies, which will hopefully not happen for a long time." Mom said, her tone still soothing.
Brandon now looked positively guilty, good I say, insulting mom like that.
"So is it normal for Richard and Garrett to have sex then, I mean they're brothers." Brandon said, he still looked a little queasy.
"Your brothers, because of me are a special case, they are so close in age, they get along really well, and are just as much best friends as brothers. It is normal for best friends to be that intimate with each other." Mom said with a sigh as she looked up at us, our arms on each other's shoulders.
"My Richard, you were riding him good, he still has cum dribbling out." Mom said looking shocked.
"Well Garrett 'tops' to, it's just that he sneaked into my room and started on his own." I said quite shocked and on the defensive.
"Well it's good you boys take turns." Mom said with a smirk.
Garrett and I still felt a little self-conscious as we stood there. Mom then got up and put a robe on, she was naked, and it felt kind of weird seeing her like this, though I had no idea what she was thinking seeing Garrett and I naked. She headed downstairs, probably to start breakfast knowing how her mind works. Dad went and followed her, he usually helped out, but spends most of his time kissing and groping her.
"This explains so much, so fucking much." Brandon said, over and over, he was still in a state of shock I think.
We sat down on the bed, and watched him pace, "Everything's gonna be all right little dude, you're free now, don't you understand, free." Garrett said with a sympathetic tone.
"What the fuck do you know about what I went through, you two were always getting some action, when you weren't fucking each other, what do you know!" Garrett said in a cold, rather scary tone, I was shocked.
"You can relax now, from what we heard, most kids your age are screwing around, some of the more blessed can nail tail older then themselves around here." I added.
"I didn't have friends, I've never had friends, all the kids were scared of me, in my own class just last year, my teachers checked to make sure I was thirteen, they didn't buy that a thirteen year old could look like me. I actually scared girls, I'm a fucking freak!" He said a little calmer but still upset.
He was ripped for his age, for any age in fact, easily as built or more so then anyone I saw in, say, a 'Solo-Flex' ad. Broad shouldered, great definition, rock hard pecs, from his profile I could see his dick snaking down his right leg through his thin boxers. If we brought him to that party, he could have hooked up easy, but Brandon had to realize that first.
Shit, staring at him got me some wood, he looked down and saw my cock bobbing up and down, shit I'm in for it, another tirade.
He's just staring, what the fuck?
"Brandon, let me lay some facts down, things are a lot different here. Rich and I were at a comic book store, we saw three kids around your age, not much smaller then you, maybe an inch or two shorter and thirty lbs. lighter. Here you are not a freak, here you're just a stallion, especially for your age. Not a freak, not some giant ripping with muscles, who if not for the intervention of his older brothers would have beaten the shit out of three kids at once.
Oh and by the way, you did not scare the girls, not at first. They just thought you weren't interested in them, they thought you were getting high school girls, well that's what a couple cute little sweethearts told us one time." Garrett said
"Really, they thought I was into high school girls?" Brandon said in shock.
"Brandon have you ever looked at yourself, really looked at yourself. You were working out for a reason, I mean c'mon." Garrett said, I saw where he was going with this.
Brandon looked much more relaxed, he flexed his biceps, his cock started straining in his shorts, at first snaking down his leg. I wasn't thinking I grabbed his right thigh, cock included.
"I thought things would change in high school I guess. Besides it was something we all did together, you guys, dad, and me." Brandon said, groaning, he wasn't stopping me.
Brandon shoved my hand away, and yanked down his boxers, his cock was now bobbing at more then half mast, fuck he's as big as Kurt easily. I leaned and started sucking on that gorgeous stalk, "Wait, I can't, this feels too weird." Brandon shouted.
I eased my mouth off, he pulled up his shorts and all but ran out of the room.
"Way to go Rich!" Garrett said with a sigh.
"He wasn't saying anything, he clearly wanted me to, he's just confused right now." I said with a sigh of my own.
"You're right, you're right, hey you wanna head back to your room and fool around till breakfast." Garrett said with a smile as he kissed me on the cheek.
"Like you need to ask me." I said as I planted a long, hot, wet kiss on his lips.
We barely got a load off when Mom called us down for breakfast. Garrett was straddling me and pounding my ass good, while I was blowing myself, a personal favorite position of ours. I put a pair of bikini-brief underwear on, I was shocked that Garrett headed downstairs naked.
"So you two got a little more 'play' in did you?" Mom said with a giggle.
"Yeah, sheesh, I'm sure you could hear us from upstairs." I let out with a groan.
"Dear, you really shouldn't feel so self conscious, but I'm glad you at least remembered to wear underwear to the table." Mom said as she stared at Garrett.
"I haven't worn underwear in years, I just didn't feel like getting a pair of pants on, okay." Garrett said defensively.
Brandon was the last down, now fully dressed, he said nothing to us, and shook his head when he saw that Garrett was naked.
Dad came tromping in, from the hallway, his usual copy of PC magazine tucked under his arm from the bathroom, "I see someone is loosing up quite a bit." He said with a laugh as he walked by Garrett.
Breakfast was pretty much normal, though Brandon didn't say much, but then that wasn't unusual either. Just as we finished eating, the phone rang, letting the answering machine screen it, I bolted up when I heard Hans on the phone. I just managed to catch him.
He wanted to know if we wanted to hang out at his place, seemed he had something to tell us. I went back to the kitchen and told Garrett, he then got up, and as he turned, his limp cock knocked over a glass. I couldn't help but laugh. Garrett just barely managed to catch the glass before it fell to the floor.
Mom looked at him with a half angry/half amused groan, "Okay, I'll wear pants or something to the table, I see now." Garrett said with a sigh.
We both showered and got dressed, then piled into the car. We decided to drive over, thinking we could go into town later or something if that came up. We drove over, parked near the garage, making sure not to block the driveway, then headed up to the door.
We knocked a couple of times then waited for the door to open, "Yes, can I help you?" at first I thought it was Hans, maybe with a different hair cut.
His short brown hair was slicked back, and went only a short distance down the back of the skull. He also had a heavy accent on him, one I never heard before. He was wearing just a robe and a pair of boxer shorts, we could tell because the robe was open.
"Is Hans here?" I asked softly.
"Oh, you must be the new neighbor boys, Richard and Garrett, I'm Karel Janek, Hans' father." He said with a smile, then turned, "Hans, the neighbor boys are here!"
"Please come in." he then added as he turned to face us.
The house had a homey feel to it, but also very Central European with the dark woods and the décor. Hans came barreling down the stairs, wearing a pair of white thong briefs, and a sleeveless white half shirt.
"Hi guys come on up." he said as he headed back upstairs.
"If you boys are going to fool around, keep it down please." Hans' father said as we headed upstairs, Garrett and I held back our giggles.
"Dude, you and your dad look a lot alike, if it weren't for the hair and accent, I could have easily mistaken him for you." I said as we entered Hans' room.
"Yeah, we get that a bit, especially since dad stopped aging around eighteen." Hans replied.
"So what was so urgent that you wanted us over here?" Garrett said, getting right to the point.
"Word is getting around guys about what happened at the party. Seems Steve did a bit of blabbing when he was loaded, that cryptic speech he gave when you were sitting with Pavel, Michael and Kurt was the least of it." Hans said with a sigh.
"Well what does that mean, so everyone knows we fucked Steve." I replied.
Hans laid down on his bed and stretched, "Well that means Steve will probably have it out for you. You can avoid him easily enough now, but when school starts up in the fall, you may be in for it."
"Avoid him, fuck no, are we supposed to be scared of mister big bad football player. Well we weren't at our last school, and we won't be here, no matter how big he is." Garrett said with a defiant tone.
We had the occasional run in with asshole jocks, and just assholes period and never backed down. We got into fights on occasion, but nothing serious.
"You guys are asking for it, I've never seen Steve lose a fight. And the thought of being laid up for two days for regenerating doesn't sound all that pleasant." Hans said with a sigh.
"You don't know how easy you have it, we got into a fight with a couple of assholes when we were in ninth grade. One of them busted his hand and arm in two places trying to punch Garrett, Garrett ducked, his fist hit a cement wall, he was laid up for months in a cast.
How often do fights occur around here, I mean what with being able to regenerate rapidly, one of the chief reasons for not fighting is gone, fear of serious injury." I said, now thinking about it.
"Well about one or two times a year will something at school happen like that." Hans said as he eased up.
"Not bad, our school seemed to have at least that many, and we were in a tucked away suburban neighborhood." Garrett said.
"You know, I think we should head down to the soda fountain for some ice cream sodas, what do you say gang." I said with a laugh.
"That is one place you definitely want to avoid, Steve certain to be there." Hans said in a grim tone.
"I figured as much." I said, just as defiant as Garrett was earlier.
"So what are you gonna do, go down there and provoke him?" Hans said, now quite shocked.
"Might as well get it done and over with, better to get these issues sorted out before school starts any ways." I said, and Garrett nodded in agreement.
"Well what the hell I wasn't doing anything, but guys this physique is all for show, I'm no fighter." Hans said with a sigh.
"I kind of guessed that, besides I wouldn't want to see anything happen to that pretty face or those sweet lips." I said with a smirk.
Hans threw on a pair of high cut denim shorts, like he wore yesterday, showing off his hot ass and toned, muscular legs, I was almost tempted to fuck him right there, and I saw Garrett lick his lips too.
We drove into town, and got there a few minutes later, it was just after noon and the soda fountain was starting to fill. We were able to park a block away from it, and headed in, "Oh guys, I'm going to go talk to some people." Hans said rather suddenly, we quickly saw why.
Steve was sitting at the counter wolfing down some fries and a soda. Derek was on his right side and spotted us first, his eyes bulged out, then he whispered over to Steve. Steve slowly turned around, and got off the stool, Derek and Matt right behind him.
"You two have a lot of nerve showing up here!" Steve said in a cold tone.
The surrounding noise slowly died down, all attention was on us now. At first I was surprised, but then came to a realization, "Can this whole situation get anymore cliched, good god, next thing you'll say is that you want us to step outside." I said with a sigh.
"Yeah, what's wrong with that?" Steve replied, now a little confused.
"Well I don't plan on losing, just so in my quest for revenge I go through a whole montage of training to beat you up again, and then at the end I either spare you final defeat, or we pound each other into pulp, thus earning each other's respect."
"Are you trying to talk your way out of this, because all this sounds like some stupid 'teen 80's movie'." Steve replied with a frustrated groan.
"No just pointing it out, so who do you want to face, Garrett or me, we both fucked you, literally." I said, now a bit arrogant, and loud enough for everyone to hear, I had to rebuild my credibility.
"So are you afraid that you can't take me?" Steve then replied as he flared his muscular chest.
"Oh, I think I can take you." I replied and took a step closer, straightening up, thus emphasizing the two inches in height I had on him.
"Don't forget about me, I pounded that fine ass too, hell of a lot better then you did to me." Garrett then added, he had this great, arrogant smile on his face.
"I'm not fighting both of you, though I think I could." Steve said, trying to cover a growing nervousness.
"Seems we have a bit of a problem, you have issues with both of us." Garrett said, he still had that arrogant smirk.
Derek and Matt stepped in, now standing right beside Steve. Steve tried to hide a sign of relief, but I noticed.
It came to me like divine inspiration, "Fine, you three versus both of us, the losers get fucked in public by the winners, after they've recovered." I said, it was such a wicked idea.
"Fine then, outside!" Steve said, now much more confidant.
We started to head outside, but then pulled back, taking off our shirts, causing Steve and his cronies walked out first, and that's when Garrett and I jumped them from behind. Think what you want, this was going to be a three on two brawl, we had to even the odds a little.
Derek and Matt were down on the ground, a double elbow drop to the solar plexus had them gasping for air. Garrett was facing Steve, Steve recovered quick and nailed Garrett in the gut and face, Garrett was stunned at first but recovered quick, feinting going down he did a leg sweep and knocked Steve down on his ass, just as a crowd was gathering. The laughing from the crowd seriously pissed him off, and he went berserk. He tried to get on his feet, but Garrett was quicker, leaping to his feet from the ground in an awesome show of agility. I don't know what was going through Garrett's mind, but he let Steve get up. As soon as Steve was up on his feet, Garrett held out his hand. Though I tried not to make it obvious, I heard Derek and Matt getting up behind me, they were holding still, waiting to see how Steve reacted.
Steve reached out and took Garrett's hand, he pulled him into a nasty punch right in the face, that's when Matt and Derek tried to take me from the rear. I could almost visualize them as they approached me, I landed hard elbows to the solar plexus again on them, then each took a back handed punch to the face, they went down again. Steve was kicking Garrett in the gut while he was holding his bleeding nose. I tried to rush Steve, but then felt someone grab me by my tail, and pull me in.
The crowd gathered around us was going nuts. Steve was about to get his fourth or fifth kick on Garrett when Garrett blocked the last kick with his forearm, then rolled over and landed a hard kick to Steve's stomach, he was now gasping for air. The pull on my tail stopped, the gloves were off now. I leapt over to Garrett doing an impressive somersault in mid air to land standing right beside him.
Garrett and I were now facing Steve, Matt had run up to Steve, Derek had crawled away, his own nose bloody, and he was holding his stomach. I'm guessing it was Matt who grabbed me by the tail.
"Now it's a fair fight, two on two." Garrett said with a sinister grin, a drop of blood streaked down from his nose.
We both studied Jujitsu for over eight years, and were, without much bragging, the stars of our dojo, Brandon was in for six, and was also quite good too. We always showed restraint when we got into these situations, but that was long gone now.
We went into our stances, we went slowly through a few exercises with a slow methodical intensity, our breathing slow, and controlled like our movements. Steve and Matt backed off slowly, they were scared, but they weren't going to run off, these guys had a lot more pride, which was in a way admirable.
We went all out on them a minute later, just when you could taste the tension in the air. They tried to hit us, but we moved too fast for them, they were down on the ground in less then a minute looking a lot worse then us.
The crowd was dead silent, they just stared in shock. Steve's face was bloody, we saw him spit out a couple of teeth, "Fuck man, they won't grow back for like six hours. You fucks I'll kill you!" He roared as he eased up and spit out some more blood.
Steve was on his own now, Matt was still on the ground, Steve now looked hesitant facing both of us, "Well what do you say bro, you or me?" I asked Garrett, Steve was now a dead man.
"You can finish him off if you want, hope I didn't soften him up too much for you." Garrett said with an arrogant sneer as he wiped some blood from his nose.
Steve tried to look fierce, but I saw the fear in his eyes, he had power but I beat him in reach, in speed, and much to my shock coordination. He tripped on his shoelace as he approached me and landed face first on the pavement. The crowd roared in laughter after that, though I personally felt robbed.
"Had enough?" I said in a calm, conciliatory voice.
Steve nodded, I helped him up to his feet.
Matt finally got up, "No fucking fair man, you should've told us you knew karate."
"It was Jujitsu you moron." Garrett said with a sigh.
"So when and where do we get to claim our prize." I asked as I faced Steve.
"Fuck, tomorrow night, there's an old warehouse, we occasionally use it for wilder parties." Steve said as he staggered out, the look in his eyes was tough to read now, he must have been feeling a whole range of emotions, the circle parted for him as he walked off.
The crowd just stared, many in disbelief. I can't say I'd blame them, if Steve were at our old school he would have been a god, here he was still top shit, but nothing truly extraordinary.
Derek tried to approach them, but was shoved away by Matt.
We walked over to Derek, who looked upset, "Fuck what did they want from me, I tried to help. Fuck Rich you almost broke my nose." He said with a whine.
"Don't blame me, you were the ones who tried beating us up." I replied.
"I know, this is what we get defending that asshole's pride. Not like he didn't enjoy being fucked, I saw him get off. The whole thing was making up for blurting out the whole thing when he was drunk." Derek said with a groan.
Hans came back with some napkins and made wads we could stick up our noses, the bleeding was already slowing down to a trickle.
I nodded in agreement with him, the three of us walked back into the soda fountain, and numbed our sore mouths with milkshakes. Derek wasn't a bad guy when you got to know him, we wound up hanging out with him for an hour or so.
In that time we were soon joined by some girls, previous hook-ups from the party, I guess we were the conquering heroes for now. Angelena, and Helena were all over me, they rubbed icepacks on my face and chest. Liz and Sarah were all over Garrett giving him a similar treatment.
Later Kurt, Pavel and Michael showed up and we hung out with them too, they had already heard about the fight, news spread pretty quickly. I kind of felt sorry for Steve, for an arrogant football stud, he wasn't half bad, certainly could throw a party.
After a couple hours the girls were getting antsy, so we headed over to Sarah's house. When we all piled out of my car we were kissing and groping each other like crazy. Sarah's family lived in a good sized colonial that just happened to have a balcony and stairs that headed to her room.
We practically stumbled into the room, Garrett and I sandwiched between the girls. After we got up the girls started flinging off their clothes. We threw ours off as quickly as we could as well.
The girls piled onto the huge king sized bed, frolicking in the nude, like, well like hot fucking nymphs, because that's what they were. Garrett and I were now both totally fucking hard, and had precum dripping out of our cocks. We approached the bed, taking a girl in each arm I took Helena and Sarah, Garrett took Angelena and Liz.
We started kissing fiercely, I grabbed each girl by the ass, my fingers kneading their soft round flesh. I then turned around and fell to the bed, as both girls had their mouths travel down my chest, nibbled on my nipples and played with my nipple rings, I briefly saw that Garrett had pulled off a similar maneuver.
The girls made their way further down, each taking a side, they started sucking on my cock. At this point I was close to cumming, I held it just long enough for them to reach my cockhead, and then I let go. Huge spouts splattered against the ceiling, it was so cool, and quite an ego booster to watch. I heard Liz gag a bit, seems Garrett waited till she had his head and a bit of shaft before he let loose. The girls lapped and sucked at our spouting cock head, playfully bathing in it, and even aiming our cock so as to have some splatter on our faces.
After I finished cumming, Helena immediately made for my cock and eased herself onto it. Sarah looked disappointed till I smacked her gently on the ass, she stared as I licked my eyebrows, and quickly got the idea.
Just before Sarah sat on my face, I looked over and saw that Liz sat on Garrett's face with a vengeful look, but that soon faded to her screaming her head off.
Even with Sarah's legs bracing my head, I could hear her and Helena screaming their heads off, another great ego booster, well that and having to keep my mouth completely covering Sarah's twat to catch the gusher of juice she was unleashing.
After a few minutes the girls changed places, but the screams hardly changed as Sarah rode my cock and Helena sat on my face. I came again just a few minutes later though, my hips were going nuts, and Sarah's orgasmic screams grew louder.
After that, Sarah took a slight break, letting Helena suck my cum from her twat, while I fucked Helena. Sarah and I kissed fiercely this whole time while my hips went nuts in Helena. Helena in turn went nuts eating Sarah out.
Garrett was being quite the wild man, Liz, and Angelena stayed in their original positions till he came, then they switched. Garrett hoisted Angelena on his shoulders, flexing his whole upper body, and looking gorgeous while his tongue went nuts eating out Angelena, he was also fucking the hell out of Liz at the same time.
We must have been at it for hours, the only break we took was when we formed a sucking and licking circle. Liz and Sarah certainly earned their reputation as cockhounds though, Angelena and Helena were out well before those two. I had just finished cumming in Liz's ass when she finally passed out. Garrett and Sarah were '69'ing when he came, Garrett eased his mouth off Sarah's twat, and we both watched her have a huge wet orgasm, she must have squirted over a foot.
It was almost six o'clock when we got dressed, the girls were half awake, and in the height of afterglow, "We should get going, I'm sure our mom has dinner waiting for us. Anyone need a ride home?" I said, looking at those four gorgeous angels.
"No, I can give Helena and Angelena a ride, I left my car here." Liz said with a giddy smile.
We kissed each of them and headed out, taking the balcony stairs, and making for my car. We were back home in a few minutes, and headed into the kitchen. Mom was just starting dinner, thank god.
"Where were you two, you should have called me if you were going to be gone for so long, and Hans called." Mom said with a sigh.
"Sorry, actually, do you know if cellphones work here?" Garrett then asked.
"Good question, I'll have to ask your father." Mom replied, now more distracted.
"Smart thinking bro." I said, taken by surprise.
"It's a valid point, we haven't used ours since we got here." Garrett said.
"Dinner's going to be ready in an hour." Mom said as we headed upstairs.
"I'm going to take a shower, the bleeding may have stopped, but I'm a little stiff." Garrett said as we headed upstairs.
"Yeah, and we smell like sweat, pussyjuice and cum." I replied.
We both showered, I just put on a pair of black bikini briefs, Garrett put on a pair of black sweatpants. Even though they were loose fitting, I could see he wasn't wearing underwear.
We formed a partyline and called Hans back, wondering what was going on with him. It turned out he just wanted the 'nitty gritty' on what happened with the girls, little perv. We felt no shame and went into all the livid details. That killed enough time, soon Mom was calling us for dinner.
We headed down, and sat down for dinner, it quickly became apparent that something was missing, Brandon was always one of the first ones down, and he wasn't there.
"Well after this morning, I told him to go out, get some fresh air, I don't think he's been back since." Mom said in a worried tone.
"A few minutes later Brandon came in running and sweating. As he came to the table, "I'm sorry, I'm late!" Brandon said nervously.
"I'm just glad your home, what happened?" Mom said, no more relieved.
"Well I went walking around, and met one of the neighbors, there's actually a few kids my age in the area." Brandon said, shockingly, while smiling.
"That's nice, did you make friends with any of them." Dad said, also smiling.
"Oh yeah, they're great, I'm starved." Brandon said, now a little nervous.
"What's that smell, smells like chlorine?" I said as I noticed Brandon was a little damp.
"We were swimming in Amber's pool for a while." Brandon said a little calmer.
"Swimming, that's great, and who's Amber?" Dad said, now intrigued.
"She lives the next house over." Brandon said as he started wolfing down his food, he was hungrier then normal.
"Did you come back to get your swimming trunks, I didn't hear you." Mom said, now more intrigued.
"I didn't wear swimming trunks." Was all Brandon said.
Mom and Dad's eyes were bulging, but then they seemed to smile with some relief. As we ate, we were ourselves, interrogated by Mom and Dad, we left out the fight, but did mention that we met up with some friends at the Soda Fountain. Then mentioned that we went over to Sarah's house with Liz, Angelena, and Helena, though after mentioning that we started chuckling to ourselves.
"Wow, so was it like a group fuck or double Menage's?" Brandon asked.
We looked at him in absolute shock, Mom and Dad too.
"Oh, I'm sorry Mom, was it group sex or double Menage's?" Brandon said.
"Bro, what ever happened to you today must have been something." I said as I shook my head in disbelief.
"Oh it was, it's so was." Brandon said as he licked his lips.
We finished eating dinner and the atmosphere in the room was completely different. Garrett and I were free as birds now, and couldn't be happier, but the change in Brandon was totally shocking, he started the day introverted and confused, but as we saw him get out from the table, you could see an almost proud swagger in his walk. These first three days in 'Lorien's Dale' were a real eye opener for us all
The End (for now)