The Brothers in Hexham

The Brothers in Hexham 4

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Sorry for the long delay in getting the next instalment of this done. It was a busy summer! I want to thank everyone for the lovely feedback on this one. It's very gratifying and, well, fun, to hear what you think. It's inspiring, too.

This story could easily slip into the incest category, but that is not its central focus although I intend to have fun with that part of it as well.

Following my weekend with Drew and his brothers I was busy. It seemed everyone wanted an appointment and I wondered a few times why the NHS was paying for these mostly useless examinations about colds and hangnails. Obviously, some people had legitimate issues, but not many.

Roger and I were run off our feet and the many texts and phone calls I had with Drew helped a great deal. Roger knew quickly that something was up and on Wednesday morning he caught me starting at my phone between patients. "What's going on? You never look at your phone."

I looked up guiltily. "Er...I guess I have a boyfriend."

"You guess?"

"I mean...I do have a boyfriend. He's the son of that toff in Hexham."

"Oh I see. Crossing some boundaries, are we?"

"I'm not treating him, I'm treating his father!"

"Do tell." Roger sat down on my desk with his mug of tea, looking at me expectantly.

I felt awkward. Sometimes Roger could be a pain, but he was becoming a good friend. "Well, he's very cute and very smart and we get along really well. And he has two very interesting brothers..." I stopped, not wanting to give away anything else.

Roger looked interested. "They're single?"

I wasn't sure how to answer that one. "I suppose." I knew Roger was in the market for a boyfriend, but I wasn't sure Rupert or Sam would be good candidates unless Roger just wanted a bit of fun. But our next patient came into the waiting room, so we had to get back to work.

I talked to Drew that evening which, after the day I had, was really nice. He was so calm and cheerful and playful. At one point he said, "We're coming into town this Friday."

"We?"

"Our father wants us to do some banking and do something related to inheritance and such. I think he's trying to reduce the tax we'll pay when he kicks off. Sam knows more about it than I do. But in any case, we can all have dinner together, then...can I stay at yours?"

I felt a rush of excitement. "Of course! That would be lovely." I had a sudden thought that may or may not have been wise. "And I'll invite my assistant, Roger. He's a lovely guy and wants to meet you."

I didn't say that I wondered if he would also like to meet Drew's brothers and see what might happen.

So I made reservations at a very nice restaurant called The House of Tides that I had been wanting to try. When I told Roger we were going out for dinner on Friday, he seemed excited, especially when I told him that Drew and his brothers would be there.

I was starting to think that Roger was more, well, adventurous than I thought. I guess I was more adventurous than I thought!

Roger and I arrived at the restaurant first and ordered martinis. As we sipped, we chatted about our day and some ridiculous patients we had. I looked up at one point, and there they were, all three brothers striding across the restaurant with big smiles.

I stood and embraced Drew. I was so happy to see him after the intense day I had had. Roger shook hands with everyone and we all settled down for a nice dinner.

I watched Sam and Rupert as they interacted with Roger. I wondered about possibilities again. Drew seemed as interested as I was as if he knew why I had invited Roger along. Roger was really sexy and I knew the brothers would have trouble resisting. I found myself massaging Drew's leg under the table, moving up and slipping my hand down his pants, feeling his cock grow.

I looked at Drew and gave him a sly grin. He managed to look unperturbed, but soon I felt his hand doing the same thing. This was getting ridiculous. Finally I said,

"So. Who wants to come back to mine for a nightcap?"

Sam grinned at me. He was a dirty boy. "Sounds good. Drew doesn't mind?"

Drew laughed. "How could I mind? Are you coming Roger?"

I looked over at Roger and I could tell that Sam was doing something to him under the table. What was with this restaurant? "Oh, I think so."

So we left. My flat was not far away and we walked over. I felt a bit like a teenager and a few times Drew and I stopped and had a good snog, while the others made fun of us. But I could feel a kind of tension in the air between all of us. What was it with these brothers? They seemed to weave a spell without even trying.

We got to my flat and I poured everyone a gin and tonic. The conversation was easy and light, but there was a frisson in the air that was unmistakeable.

Finally Sam put his drink down and leaned back on the sofa. "So Roger...you single?"

"Oh yes, definitely."

"You sound very sure of yourself." This was Rupert, who slid a little closer to Roger. Sam looked over at his brother and I could almost feel some kind of clairvoyant communication because they both put their hand on Roger's thigh at the same time, but rubbing up and down just under his groin. Roger smiled at both of them in turn and sat back, looking very pleased with himself.

But Sam had more ideas. He pulled Roger to him and they began to kiss rather intensely. I could hear the wet sound of their mouths on each other. On the other side Rupert watched intently, still stroking Roger's leg, and then I watched as he moved to the bulge in his pants. Sam's tongue was clearly exploring Roger's mouth, and one of his hands was exploring inside Roger's shirt which he begun to unbutton. Roger pushed Sam back and turned to Rupert with a smile. "Your turn!"

Rupert leaned in and his lips met Roger's, who moaned into his mouth. I felt Drew's hand slide into my own pants and grasp my cock which was, not surprisingly, rock hard. But my attention was on the activities across the room. Sam undid Roger's pants and slid them to the floor, at which point Roger kicked them off. He was wearing very small, very tight briefs that did not in fact contain most of his rigid cock. Sam leaned down and began to lick the head, sucking at the end and pulling the briefs off at the same time.

Rupert pulled off Roger's mouth and looked down at his brother. "What a lovely sight." He turned to Roger and grinned, then moved down to where his brother was swallowing Roger's cock in deep gulps.

I heard Drew's voice in my ear. "You like watching my brothers, don't you."

"Uh...yeah. Problem?"

"Oh no, just commenting." Drew leaned toward me and our mouths met. He leaned back again. "Why does it turn you on?"

I thought for a moment. "I guess because they're your brothers. It's...I don't know...really sexy." What I said felt inadequate. But Drew seemed to accept it and now he did what his brothers were doing to Roger. He leaned over and undid my pants which were covering my aching dick. It was a relief to have the fabric taken away, soon to be replaced by Drew's mouth. He lapped at the end which was streaming and he swallowed me with a moan. I looked over at the three on the other sofa and I found Roger was looking at me with a big grin. Rupert and Sam were sharing his cock, alternating between devouring it and sucking his balls which were remarkably hairy.

I looked down at Drew and felt my cock reach the back of his throat. I put my hands on his head, massaging his hair and pushing him down a little further. He was grinding his groin into the sofa and I reached over and slid my hand in his pants, exploring his muscular ass, feeling the heat and the sweat. This was getting intense. Had I asked for too much?

I pulled Drew's mouth off my cock, drawing him up and our lips met in another deep, wet kiss. I could taste the salt of me in his mouth. "Maybe we should just watch for a while..." I said into his mouth.

Drew smiled at me and nodded. He turned to the other three while undoing his pants which he slid down to his thighs. His cock was as rigid as mine and red at the end. I couldn't help myself and I reached over and started to stroke it very slowly. He looked at me with a smile and did the same. We sat there, holding each other, enjoying the heat and the wetness of our cocks. I turned to watch the others.

Sam had moved onto the sofa and had Rogers legs spread and was rubbing his cock on Roger's ass in slow circles. He watched his brother remove the rest of his clothes and get on the sofa, straddling Roger's head so his cock was aimed at his mouth. He had to lean forward so he could begin to thrust. I heard moans and a gasp as Sam slid himself into Roger and soon began to thrust into his ass in steady, deep movements. Both brothers were pistoning their hips into Roger and I almost worried, but, knowing Roger, I realized I needn't. He was just fine.

I looked at Drew for a moment and smiled, gripping his cock a little more firmly. "This is amazing." I finally said.

"Isn't it?" He leaned in a kissed me lightly. We turned back to the others again.

As we watched, Sam began to lean forward as his body worked, leaning in until his face was just above his brothers working body. He gripped Rupert's hips and pushed his face in between his ass cheeks and I could see his tongue working. Rupert began to moan as he fucked Roger's face a little more intensely. I could see the sweat running down his temples, and his eyes close. He was propped up on his hands above Roger. I admired his slick, muscular body.

Drew's hand on my cock was moving faster, but I grabbed his hand to slow him down. "Not too fast..."

"You want to savour this, don't you?"

"I guess I do."

But it was long before things were reaching their conclusion and I heard Rupert gasp and go rigid as he was clearly emptying himself into Roger's mouth. Sam leaned back and made a similar sound, pounding himself into Roger, his eyes clenched shut, his body shuddering. With a final choking gasp, he slid out of Roger and lay back on the sofa, panting. His cock was rigid and wet, a dribble of cum sliding down the end. With his finger, he caught it and brought to his mouth, closing his eyes as if tasting something new and delicious.

Rupert slid his cock out of Roger's mouth and slid down to the floor, leaning against the sofa, his breath ragged and fast. His cock still stood up, wet and hungry-looking, Drew's hand stopped moving on my cock and I was still as well. We all just sat there. There was a feeling that this wasn't quite done, but I wasn't sure what that meant.

Roger sat up and smiled, his gaze on the two of us across the room. He got up and came over and stood for a moment, his hand on his cock. He looked from me to Drew and then got down and, to my amazement, took my cock in his mouth. This would change our working relationship, but at that moment, I didn't care as he expertly began to massage my whole cock with his tongue.

I shut my eyes and then I was aware of movement beside me. When I opened my eyes, Rupert was on his knees, his mouth engulfing his brother's cock. Drew looked at me and shrugged. "What can I do?" he seemed to be saying. But it was amazing and my cock thought so too because in seconds an orgasm took me over and I grabbed Roger's head as my cock exploded in his mouth.

Rupert came off his brother and grabbed Roger's face and they kissed, clearly sharing Roger's mouthful between them. Then in a swift movement, Roger stood up and slid himself into Rupert's mouth, starting to drive his hips forward. He gasped and pulled his cock out, jacking furiously until spurts of cum splashed into Rupert's open mouth and across his chin. Rupert seemed on fire, and slurped it all up. I turned to Drew as if asking him a question. In answer, he grabbed my legs and turned me around so I was lying fully on the sofa. He lifted me legs and pulled me to his so his cock rammed into my ass. I relaxed as best I could and in a second he had slid all the way into me.

I felt like I was being skewered, but in a good way. I closed my eyes and felt Drew almost pour himself into me, mashing me into the sofa, then I felt his mouth on mine. We traded spit and our tongues played wild games and, like me a moment before, he reached his limit and I felt his whole body shudder as he emptied himself, kissing me even more deeply, his hands on the back of my neck, pulling me into him. In that moment, it felt like I had never been closer to anyone in my life. I opened my eyes and looked into his. I wanted to say something -- the obvious -- but it felt like it would sully the moment, so I just lost myself in his eyes as his body calmed and he sank down into mine, both of us breathing heavily, sweat mixing between us.

I heard Rupert's voice beside us. "You two are something together. I think Drew has finally found...well...you know what I mean."

Did I? I think I did.

We must have dozed off because when I woke up, Drew was wrapped around me and we were under s a quilt that usually hangs on the back of the sofa. My flat was quiet and dark. Drew's nose was tucked into my neck and his breathing was slow and calm. I felt warm and safe and I slowly fell back asleep, content.

When I woke again, I was alone on the sofa, but I could hear the sounds of activity from the kitchen and the smell of tea and toast. Was it eggs? Did I even have eggs?

I sat up and looked into the kitchen, where I saw Drew moving about. It had been a long time since someone walked around my kitchen naked, besides myself. What a nice feeling. I got up and wrapped myself in the quilt. Not from modesty -- it was far too late for that -- but because I was actually cold.

When I walked into the kitchen, Drew turned and gave me a big smile. "You slept for a long time."

"I think I needed it. It was a busy night."

Drew laughed. "Yes, it was."

He walked over to me and kissed me. Then he leaned back, his face a little more serious. "When Rupert..."

I knew what he was asking. "It was really sexy. That's all it was."

Drew looked a little relieved. "We don't normally do that. It's usually just the two of them...but sometimes they draw me in and I can't always help myself."

"No need to explain. You have a unique relationship, you three. More than unique, I guess."

"I just wanted to make sure you were fine with it." He stopped and looked pensive. "I'm with you, that's the most important thing to me. Whatever else...is just something else."

It was my turn to lean in and kiss him. "I understand."

We had a nice, quiet breakfast.

Drew had a nap after we ate, and I read a book, his head in my lap. My phone rang and I saw that it was Roger.

"You all right?"

I laughed. "Of course I am. Are you?"

There was silence on the other end. "Well...I just wanted to make sure that...well...you and I were fine. I mean, after I sucked you off and all."

Trust Roger to be blunt. "Yes, it's fine. We had a good time, didn't we? It doesn't change our professional relationship. And you clearly had a good time with the brothers..."

"Yeah, I did. Thanks for introducing me to them. I think we'll do that again. They're really keen on me, I think."

"Good. I'll see you on Monday. Get some sleep."

I put my phone down and sighed. I really hoped it didn't change anything. At least for him. I felt fine. I looked down at the sleeping Drew and stroked his forehead. It was the first time we had spent the night in my flat and it felt really nice to have him there.

As I stroked his forehead, his eyes opened and we looked at each other for a moment. I alway find when I am looked at so intently, I get hard, and this was no exception. Drew felt the expanding flesh beneath him and a big smile crossed his face. He turned his head, revealing my growing cock that throbbed with my heartbeat.

Very slowly, he began to lick around the base, as if he was eating an ice cream cone, starting at the bottom and licking up. He kept his gaze on me as his tongue moved, making the taught skin slick and shiny. He grasped by balls and rolled them in his hand. I opened my mouth without even thinking and gave a low gasp as his tongue moved steadily up the shaft in lazy movements until it reach the cleft and he spent some time exploring the ridge at the base of the head. A steady stream of precum flowed down and he held my cock upright so he could lap up the juices.

He leaned back and pulled himself up so his head was above my throbbing dick, still holding it in his hand. Leaning down, he took the head in his mouth and sucked gently, then I felt his hand begin to move slowly up, then down and his tongue flicking into the hole. It was so intense and my moans were getting a little louder. Over and over his hand moved and his tongue did amazing things. It was so gentle and so slow that it was almost -- but not quite -- overwhelming. I had never had such attention from a guy on my cock like this.

As he worked I became aware that he was moving a little faster and his hand was gripping me a little more firmly. His tongue was giving a lot of attention to the little cleft at the head of my cock which sent wave after wave through my body. I closed my eyes and let the feelings wash over me, feelings that began to have a point, a purpose. My hips began to push upwards and somewhere in the insistence of it all I could feel the purpose start to move through my balls, radiating up to my cock and the rest of my body.

I realized the moan I was making was getting louder and then, as if out of nowhere, my cock exploded and I could feel myself gushing into Drew's mouth in sharp bursts. I grabbed his head as if for traction and pushed him down until the explosion subsided and I lay back on the sofa, gasping.

Drew sat up, grinning and leaned in and kissed me, filling my mouth with my cum as our tongues passed it back and forth. The taste was intense and raw. Finally I swallowed and with one more kiss, I pulled Drew closer to me, his head nestled into my neck. I was still breathing heavily, sweaty and warm.

Finally, I heard his voice. "I came all over myself."

I looked down. I could see that his chest and belly were wet and the sofa had a large damp spot where he had been lying. I laughed. "I'm glad we both enjoyed that!"

This felt like the culmination of the last twenty-four hours and that it was just the two of us also felt right. Despite the antics of his brothers and Roger, this was also about us. It felt really good and I hadn't felt like this in a long time.