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TO BE A BROTHER
by Macout Mann
Chapter XIII
Sharing
Next morning Tom sought out Wilson first thing.
"After spending the rest of the night with Peter," Wilson said, "I do want to apologize to you for wising off last night."
"No problem," Tom responded. "I can see how you could feel I thought I was too cool for school, but I was really concerned about Peter's mind set.
"He told you about what happened later?"
"In great detail," Wilson answered.
"And this morning?"
"He seems totally a peace with himself."
"Then I think he can continue to be considered, don't you?"
"I agree."
"Still, since Reg is here, and he has a lot more experience than I have," Tom continued, "I'd like to ask Reg to get with him and give an opinion. That is, if it's all right with you. "
"Good idea."
So after the morning lecture, Reg did have a deep conversation with Peter followed by a very hot fuck. Reg completely agreed with the other two brothers that Peter should remain a prospect.
When time came for the business meeting, Jim and Wilson decided that since they couldn't attend, they and their prospectives might as well hang out together. Jim had drinks delivered to his room. The expected mostly happened. Oscar and Wilson enjoyed sex. Jim and Peter, however, played video games with their smart phones.
Meanwhile, at the meeting Oscar's nomination was disposed of quickly. He was felt to be intelligent, to have a pleasant personality, and those brothers who had sampled his ass recommended it highly.
Tom then explained the situation regarding Peter, and recommended that he be accepted. A spirited discussion followed.
Some brothers felt that anyone with any sort of reservations about sex should be looked at askance. Others said that they knew lots of guys who had had similar feelings and got over them. Chester Burroughs, the attorney who had been elected the groups' Counsellor, raised another issue.
"What if he should get religion again? He could cause us a great deal of embarrassment."
"After what he did last night and this morning, I don't think that's very likely," Tom responded. "And besides, he still must be reevaluated at the Aries Convocation."
It was decided to pass him on.
Craig Pirie arrived in time to join the group for cocktails. He spent a long time discussing school with Jim, and asked about his mom and dad. Jim had decided that if Mr. Pirie was as straight as he was reputed to be, he was a most remarkable man. It had to be said that there had never been even a hint that he had shown interest in any of the brothers or prospectives. Still, he came to convocations and slept on the same floor where everything that could go on did go on.
He greeted old acquaintances and met new brothers and Oscar and Peter with amazing grace, putting them completely at ease.
At the banquet, Tom recognized Craig who chose to say a few words:
"This is probably the last time that I will be with you," he began. "I might be said to be the founder of the Brothers of Aries and Libra, because my sons, whom you all know, wanted to create this organization. And for their sake, I have been pleased to underwrite it for a number of years. Now that you and older brothers, like Malcolm and Reg, have taken responsibility for its continued existence, I have become superfluous. And there is no longer any need for me to intrude on your fun and frolic. I wish you all the best."
He received the thunderous ovation that was due him. It was hardly the end of his involvement with the Brothers, however.
As usual, the fun and frolic continued in the lounge and elsewhere.
Reg cornered Tom and Jim. "Dad likes to have the room to himself," he said. "Can I sack out with you tonight, Tom?"
"Sure you can, Dude."
"If you need to meet with anybody, I'll slip over to be with Jim and Oscar. You will share Oscar with me, won't you, Jim?"
Peter couldn't take his eyes off the bartenders. "Do they have sex with you guys?" he asked Wilson.
"I suspect they would. You'd probably have to lay a few bucks on them."
"You mean...like prostitutes?"
"Goddamn, boy," Wilson laughed, "you do have a lot to learn.
"Yeah, like prostitutes. But for now they're just eye candy. Why waste good money, when you can have any other guy here for free?"
Later, while Tom was otherwise engaged, Reg was stretched on the bed between Jim and Oscar, a hand playing with each of their dicks, their hands fondling his dick and ball sack.
"Why does it feel so much better when someone else touches you than when you touch yourself?" he wondered.
"That's easy," Jim answered. "When you touch yourself, your hand knows what you're doing. You know what you're going to feel. When someone else does it, it's a fresh new experience."
"Not only that," Oscar added, "you can't do to yourself what feels the best."
"I've known guys who could taste their own dicks," Reg said.
"But you've never known anybody who could fuck themselves," Oscar retorted.
"Like I'm about to do you," Reg replied.
"And I'm going to do you," Jim added.
"Oh I love giving it and getting it."
His ass suitably lubed, Oscar took Reg's bone in one quick thrust. A moment later, Reg felt Jim's prong slip all the way into his own ass. Jim and Reg moved in unison to give everyone the pleasure they sought. Reg of course felt that he was having the best possible experience. Nothing felt better than having both your dick and ass stimulated. Two entirely different sensations, both wonderful.
"Let's see if we can both cum at the same time," Jim panted.
"You're on," Reg moaned.
Each of their dicks plunged into its target and retreated, faster and faster, harder and harder. Finally they did both erupt almost simultaneously, filling both asses with cream. Then both collapsed, leaving Reg the delicious filling in a human sandwich.
Sunday was uneventful, except for some last minute assignations. For most guys it would be six months before they would be together again. The Sunday lecture was given by a Lecturer at the Yale Divinity School. Peter found it particularly interesting.
On balance Tom felt that his first convocation had been quite successful.