The Brothers in Hexham

The Brothers in Hexham 7

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The second part of the epic weekend away. I kind of got carried away with all the various permutation and combinations, but I hope it's fun!

Earlier that day when Drew and I were curled up on the big sofa with books, we had an idle conversation about what we done the night before. I was at one end of the sofa and he was at the other and our legs were tangled up together. The fire had burned down to a glowing mass of coals and the air was still, the room warm. The boys were around the house somewhere.

Drew was looking at me, having raised his head from his novel. "Are you really all right with all that...?"

I looked at him in surprise. "Of course I am! I came all over myself, in case you hadn't noticed."

"Yes, I suppose you did. But if you had had a choice...I mean, once sex takes over everything else is forgotten."

I knew what he meant, but I also knew he didn't need to worry. I rubbed my foot against his. "I'm fine, Drew. I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be and I certainly wouldn't have done all that," and I waved my hand through the air, "if I was not into it."

He looked at me and I could tell he was relieved.

So when Sam knelt down and slid his cock into Rupert's ass, I was all in. Those brothers. They were insatiable. Drew and I watched the two of them for a moment. Sam had pushed Rupert's legs so far up and over, that he was looking down at him, his hips driving downwards into Rupert's hole which we could see very clearly from where we were.

As I lay with my head in Drew's lap, I could tell that what my head rested on was growing. I sat up and we began to kiss intensely. I pulled Drew's shirt off, then my own. I grabbed one of his nipples and squeezed, licking his neck. I pulled myself to my knees and undid my pants. I wanted my clothes off as soon as possible. I slid my underwear halfway down my thighs and Drew caught my hand. I looked at him, not understanding. "I like it when people are almost, but not quite undressed. It's really hot."

I laughed. I got up and modelled my mostly naked state. Sam turned to me in the midst of fucking Rupert. "Nice! Come on over."

I wasn't sure what he meant, but Drew nodded, so I went and knelt down beside Sam who managed to reach out and grip my cock. He leaned over and took it in his mouth while he continued to fuck his brother, mashing Rupert into the carpet with each thrust.

Sam pulled off my cock and looked at me with the usual Frankish grin. "Why don't you get behind me...my ass is all yours."

I realized what he had in mind. He pulled himself back so he was his knees, still deep inside Rupert's hole, still jamming himself forward. I got behind him and spit on my fingers and started to -- I realize -- worship his beautiful ass, running my hand between the cheeks, loving the soft skin and the sweat. He slowed down and I took the opportunity to bend down and lick my way up his crack, then explore him at his most vulnerable spot, tasting sweat and him, my tongue driving inward.

I could hear him moaning. I sat up and spit on my cock which was already juicy with precum, then I held his hips and pushed myself in. He gasped and immediately started to work. He was in the middle so he got to set the pace and Rupert and I just enjoyed the ride with every thrust into Rupert was followed by him pushing himself backward onto my cock.

I looked to my side and saw Drew leaning back against the armchair watching us with a big smile on his face while he stroked himself. I could see a river of liquid running down on to his hand that glinted in the firelight.

Sam was working hard and I could hear his breathing, as if he was running a marathon. I wrapped my arms around his torso to lend my support and to give myself some traction as electric waves went from my cock all way up my spine. Then Sam stopped moving. He turned to me and gasped,

"I need a break." And with that he leaned back and pushed me out of him. He lay down next to Rupert and they looked at each other for a moment. Rupert grinned and said, "I think he wants to change places."

He got up and I saw him holding a very hard and slippery looking cock. He turned and hiked Sam's legs up and they indeed had switched positions, now Rupert sliding into Sam in one fluid motion. They had clearly done this before. Sam gasped and then grabbed his brother's ass with some fingers investigating where his cock had been. He seemed to be pulling Rupert into him.

I looked over at Drew and raised my eyebrows. Without a word, Drew crawled over to me and our mouths met in yet another deep, messy kiss. Our arms went around each other and we ground our cocks and our balls together, helped by all the sweat and precum that made it very slippery.

I leaned in to Drew's ear and whispered, "I want you on your back. I want to open you up."

Drew kissed my cheek and lay down next to Sam. I    matched the position of Rupert and Sam, lifting Drew's legs up and out so that his legs were on top of Sam's. I spit on my cock, but I realized at this point I was more than lubed. I slid a few fingers into Drew, stretching and lubricating him with my spit. I wasn't gentle about it. I felt very much the top all of a sudden which wasn't always my thing, but perhaps I was inspired by Rupert who seemed to be driving his brother into the floor.

As if we were in a race of some kind, I matched my thrusts to Rupert's as I watched my length disappear into Drew, then when I pulled back, seeing my cock glisten. I could smell all the hot bodies around me, the smell of sex was heavy in the air. I closed my eyes and rode the sensations that were running through my body. At one point I felt Rupert's arm go around my waist as if we were riding the same wave.   

I then became aware that Rupert's movement had stopped. He was still on his knees, his cock still deep in Sam. He turned to Drew and said, "I want...you to fuck me."

Drew's eyes widened. "You what? You know I don't play those games. You and Sam do what you want..."

"Oh come on. We've done all kinds of things, but not that. What's the difference?"

"The difference? I don't know...it's just..."

"You can't explain it. Think of it this way. This will be the first and only time," and he looked at me seriously, "because you have Leigh. We may never get another chance."

I could tell Drew was ambivalent, and so could Rupert. He got up and walked over to his brother and took his cock in his hand, stroking it lightly. "Just once." Drew was lying there with me still deep inside him and he just stared at Rupert. He sighed and looked at me. "Do you mind?"

My only answer was to slide out of him and move to the side. Drew stood up facing his brother, who turned around and positioned Drew in the crack of his ass, gyrating his hips as if to prove a point. Finally Drew sighed. "All right. Just this once, and only if Leigh is all right with it." He looked at me again.   

I thought for a moment, but it was obvious to me. "Drew, it's up to you. It won't change how I feel about you, if that's what you're worried about. And frankly, I'm so turned on by the thought of you fucking Rupert I can't hardly stand it."

Drew looked at me with surprise and amusement. Almost immediately, he pulled Rupert over to the big chair and pushed him down. He got up on his knees over Rupert and fed him his cock, pushing it all the way in and Rupert's head into the back of the chair. He thrust a few times, quite forcefully, but Rupert seemed to be completely on another planet, since all he did was moan into Drew's cock.

After a few more thrusts into Rupert's mouth, he pulled out, a string of spit and precum following him that dripped onto Rupert's chest. He put his feet on the floor, then grabbed Rupert's legs and pulled them up exposing his ass which was still wet from Sam's cock. He leaned forward so his weight was on Rupert's legs and began to rub his cock on his hole, circling it slowly. He looked up at Rupert and smiled, then without another word, pushed forward quite aggressively so his cock disappeared, and if it met any resistance, it was hard to tell.

Rupert gasped a few times, but held Drew's look. Drew said, "This is the only time so you better enjoy it. Never again."

Rupert just nodded and pulled Drew's face closer to his. They kissed once before Drew pulled back. He regarded Rupert thoughtfully as he drove into him. I was sitting to the side on the floor watching and I was close enough to feel the air moving because of Drew's efforts. I could still smell the sweat from both of them. I thought about getting closer and joining somehow, but I realized this was something between the two of them.

I glanced over at Sam and he was watching equally intently. I slid over and I took his dick in my hand as we watched his brothers work. I stroked it slowly, enjoying it's heft. Occasionally he would turn to me and we kissed quite gently, which surprised me. We watched Drew's ass moving back and forth, watching his cock disappear into his brother. It felt ritualistic again, as if we were witnessing some kind of psychological transformation.

Drew's thrusts were getting faster and it was clear he wasn't going to take his time. Rupert's moans were getting louder and the chair was actually sliding backwards on the carpet, since Drew was fucking with so much force. Out of nowhere, Drew gave a cry and he slid his cock out of Rupert and got back on his knees on the chair and, as his cock exploded, he jammed it in Rupert's mouth, and moving his hips to drive it deeper. I wondered if Rupert could take it, but it seems he did.

When it seemed he had emptied his body into his brother, and without a word, Drew turned and extended a hand to me. He pulled me over to the sofa and wrapped us in the blanket, pulling me close to him as we lay down face to face. I was a little confused since I didn't know what he was feeling, but it was nice to snuggled together. I glanced over at the other two. Rupert was still in the chair looking dazed and happy. Sam was lying on the floor by the fire with his hands folded on his chest. The room was quiet except for the occasional crackle from the fire.

Drew and I lay for a while listening to the fire. He would occasionally kiss me in random places: on the cheek, on the mouth, my nose. It was nice, but I got the feeling that he was making sure I was still there. Finally I said,

"You know, this doesn't change how I feel about you, about us."

"I know. And it was fun but I realize I don't want that any more. What they have, I mean. There's no limits with those two. I've always liked limits and now that I'm with you, I like them even more."

I thought about this for a moment while the words settled into my head. Finally, I said, "That makes sense. And I'm glad I'm part of it." I kissed him back, only this time on the mouth. To my surprise, I found we were getting hard again, our cocks were duelling along with our tongues.

From the fireplace, I heard Sam's voice. "Hey you two, if you're going to start again..."

I turned to Sam who was still lying on the floor, but clearly watching us. Rupert was still in the chair although he clearly had been watching us as well because he was stroking a growing erection. Rupert caught my eye and said, "Well, what do you want?"

I thought a moment, then I turned back to Drew. He didn't say anything, but grinned and shrugged. Then I had a wicked thought, a thought that would be, well, a kind of culmination or a finale -- I wasn't sure which. "Why don't you two come over here."

They both got up and walked over to the sofa. I sat up and pulled Drew with me. I kissed him and said, "Stand up beside them. I want to indulge my fantasy and you three get to play along."

They looked down at me, puzzled, but excited looks on all their faces. "Come closer..." and they stepped forward until they circled me.

Drew laughed suddenly. "Oh, I see..." and with that he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me forward. My mouth opened and in he slid. He turned to his brothers. "Don't be shy."

Rupert smiled an evil smile and brought his cock to my lips, then Sam. All three of them were rubbing the heads of their cocks on my lips, smearing me with precum. Sometimes two of them jammed themselves into my mouth and at one point, all three tried, but obviously not very successfully. They began to alternate so as one of them bottomed out in my mouth, the other two rubbed the heads of their cocks on my lips or against the cock that was in my mouth. It felt amazing to have the three of them at once and I started to work on my own aching dick as my mouth was kept very busy.

Soon their energy went up a notch and while one of them actually fucked my face, the other two jerked themselves at the same speed. I looked up at one point and saw all three of them staring down at me. I pulled off Rupert and said, with a gasp, "I want Drew in the middle. I want him."

He and Rupert switched position and Drew drove himself into my mouth. He held my head steady and I felt the whole length of him in me, hitting the back of my throat, almost gagging me. The other two were pumping steadily. I was amazed at how silent it was given all the work being done. I like sex to be wordless. It's my thing.

I looked up at Drew because I had the sense he was reaching some sort of conclusion because his thrusts were getting a little wild and his breathing was ragged, his mouth open. He looked down at me and our eyes met. All he did was raise his eyebrows and I knew he was there because at that moment I felt jets of his cum hit my tongue, coating my teeth, running down my throat. I began to moan and as I did, I felt splashes of cum from the sides onto my lips, onto Drew's cock as it went into my mouth. His brothers' cum dripping off my face and coating my lips. It was almost overwhelming.

I pulled back for a breath and licked Rupert and Sam clean and when I was done, they both leaned down and kissed me at the same time. With that, they kissed Drew and Rupert said, "Well my dears, I'm going to bed. You coming Sam?"

Sam smiled and caressed my cheek. "Yes, I think we're done here. Good night, you two." He turned and followed Rupert out of the room.

Drew and I lay on the sofa under the blanket and watched fire die down to embers, the orange glow making the room feel magical and safe. We were exhausted, but neither one of us wanted to move from this warm, safe spot. So we didn't and I think I fell asleep first, feeling him breathing, his heart beating when I wrapped my arm around his chest and pulled him close...

Our ride home the next morning was a little dreary. We were all tired, despite sleeping for ages the night before and the weather had turned. Wet, sloppy snow was falling all the way to Edinburgh, which turned to rain as we made our way back to Newcastle. We arrived at my flat and began to unload my bags and then I realized Drew was pulling his out as well. I looked at him, a question on my face.

"I'm staying at yours, if that's all right."

"Of course. I just thought you might want to get back to your house..."

"No, I want to be with you." He leaned over and kissed me. I felt like there was more to that conversation, but we needed to get in out of the rain. I leaned in and kissed Rupert and reached across and caressed Sam's face for a second. "Good-bye, boys. Stay out of trouble." I could hear their laughter as we walked into the building.

Once we had dumped our bags in the bedroom and after I had poured us a glass of wine, we collapsed on the sofa, leaning against each other. We sat for a while, thinking, until I finally said, "So...I'm glad you're here."

Drew sat up and put his wine glass down on the table in front of us. He turned to me looking serious. "Leigh. I do want to be here with you and not just tonight. I want...well, I want to be with you all the time..."

Somehow I knew that I couldn't interrupt him. It made me think -- for some mysterious reason -- of the way he almost angrily fucked his brother. I wasn't sure where that came from.

"What I'm saying...er...I guess asking. I'm asking you if you would marry me."

There was definitely a stunned silence in the room. Drew's face was red and he looked at his hands. I was so startled I couldn't speak for a moment. I knew he was going to declare something, but I wasn't expecting that. But seeing how agonized he was, I leaned over and wrapped my arms around him, nuzzling my nose into his hair. I whispered into his ear. "Of course I'll marry you. I was going to ask you eventually."

He turned to me with a look of such relief that it surprised me. Then I said, "I knew you wanted to say something important and even though I hadn't thought it would be that, it did seem like I should just shut up. I'm glad I did."

He turned and looked around the room for a moment, then looked at me again. "I'm glad you understood. Of course you understood -- you always seem to. It was important for me to get the words out. It's like I needed to say it so I could be...well...released from the Frankish world. Don't get me wrong, my brothers are amazing, and I will always love them, but...the three of us spent way too much time together in that big fucking house. Our father, bless his stupid heart, is an idiot and when our mother died when we were very young, he hadn't the slightest clue what to do with us. He hired Mrs Bagley to take over. She was amazing and tried to be the mother we needed, but him? Well, we were on our own and so we turned to each other. Especially Rupert and Sam. They relied on each other. Being the eldest, I found my own path, but the three of us have been really close. Obviously..."

I was struck by how much he was telling me, as if he was confessing his sins. "So saying that you want to start a life with me is kind like...a release?"

"Exactly. I knew you would understand better than my words could say." He kissed me again and held my face in his hands. "When should we do it?"

"Get married? I haven't the slightest. Where?"

"Where...? That's a good question. But I know this: not in Hexham. There's an ancient church on the property that is supposed to be for family marriages..."

I couldn't help myself: "Of course there is."

"Be nice. As I was saying: the church. I want nothing to do with it. And in fact, when my dad kicks off, I want my brothers to give me my share in cash. They can have the house. They love it there and they can continue to get up to all their shenanigans. I can take the cash and we can buy our own house. How does that sound?"

"It sound very nice indeed. And I'm going to ask Roger to be my best man. And he will probably organize the reception and decorate our house, if I know him."

"He's quite the fellow, isn't he? Why didn't you ever...I don't know...get together with him?"

"With him? Oh gosh no. Look who I'm sitting here with who just asked me to marry him? You are as different from Roger as, well, night from day. And besides, I love you, not him."

He blushed pink again, even his ears.