Why was he so nervous? Before they left, he reminded all of them to behave themselves. He had been surprised with how easy it was to convince his family to have Thanksgiving at Blaine's house. Both families would come together for the first time. Dressed extremely well, he felt someone restricted. Again, he wouldn't be able to stay the night with Blaine. There would be no time to even fool around. Since he was riding with his family, he had to give directions from behind his dad's seat. Strangely his mom and sister were both wearing dresses. It was odd to see them like that. Usually they would wear pant suits.
As they drove into Lima city limits, his dad asked where he had to get his car fixed. It took him a minute to remember what he was talking about. Turning onto a busier street, he pointed out the building as they drove past. They all leaned over and the vehicle slowed. Axl smiled to himself, remembering how he had met Blaine. What had happened was so unbelievable it almost blew his mind. Ahead, he spotted the street corner were Blaine had propositioned him, actually brushing his hand against his crotch. He had been scared and on edge after that. But as he studied Blaine, something had urged him to go for it. Well, what urged him was cock, and to think about what was going to happen. At the intersection, they turned right and drove past the tall brick buildings with no windows, as Blaine has described. He had been right that no one could have seen him at the bus stop.
Past the buildings was the large field on the right. Just behind that was a hill covered with large trees and rock outcroppings that obstructed the view of the large house from the road. That was where he had spotted Blaine. He had given up hope when he had found the empty bus bench. But when he just happened to look to the right, he saw a figure walking along the edge of the field. Even from the road, he was able to make out Blaine's arms waving back and forth, telling him to wait. Telling his dad to turn right at the road ahead, he waited to see their reaction. The house that Blaine lived in was a very upper class dwelling, most likely worth at least $600,000, but most likely much more. Slowing, they turned and drove up the paved driveway.
"Are there other houses down this road Axl?" his mom asked, looking back with a small smile.
"Nope, this is the driveway for Blaine's house." He said, returning the smile and waited for their reaction.
The driveway curved up and off to the right, following the ridged tree line that blocked the view of the house from the highway. Off to the left of the driveway was a small field lined with white fencing. A small barn stood at the point where the lane curved to the right. Never noticing it before, Axl looked closer and wondered what was in it. Automatically, he wanted to have some fun inside it. Looking away, a small stand of sycamore trees lined the fence along the far side of the barn. As the lane curved back to the left, the house emerged closer than one would expect.
The large two story house looked traditional, yet was very obviously new. A three car garage was attached to the far right end at a diagonal angle. At the end was the basketball hoop he and Blaine had used the time he had managed to get him to play a sport. Two large maple trees provided shade to the front yard, though at the moment they were bare of leafs. Just three weeks ago, both trees had vibrant orange and yellow leafs. Where the driveway widened out for the garage, a small grey brick curved walkway led to the front porch. Between the walkway and the house, was bushes and lots of landscaping and two small pools for fountains. In the summer, water would flow into one and then spill into the larger pond below as a waterfall. Flowers and bushes would be planted all along the landscaping rocks.
A light cream colored the bulk of the house, while the trimming and window shutters were a dark mahogany. On the front left corner of the house was where Blaine's fathers' study was. Windows lined the two sides, which, at the moment, light was streaming through. Back in Orson, the sun was shining brightly, but here the sky was dark, indicating a storm on the way. Close to the corner of the house, a large elm tree was planted. Hanging from a branch that looked toward the driveway was a wicker swing, currently empty. Finally coming to a halt in front of the garage, his dad turned the vehicle off. Almost instantly, his mother and he opened the doors and got out. After only a moment Sue opened the door she sat by and got out, bringing with her the rolls and the two large containers of rice crispy treats they had brought. Peering inside, he reached out and pulled Brick out of the car. Jumping, he put a finger between the pages he was reading. Lastly, his father opened the door and stood.
"Wow." Said his mother again, looking at the large house.
"What do his parents do again?" asked his dad, trying hard not to look impressed by the sight.
"His mom sells cosmetics and his dad travels around fixing hospital equipment or something. His brothers' an actor but at the moment he's staying with them." He said, grinning at the way his mother walked over to the landscaping and looked down into the small pools.
"What's his brothers' name?" asked Sue, coming to stand next to him.
"Cooper Anderson." He said, watching her, knowing she'd most likely go bonkers.
"Anderson?" his dad asked, looking strange.
"You know, that tree swing is where Blaine likes to read when he gets the chance." He leaned down and pointed it out to Brick.
Without giving him a second glance, he walked off and headed straight to the tree. Biting his tongue, he guessed he shouldn't have said that. To Brick, it must have seemed a suggestion. Still, he was happy how everything looked. Though even as he thought this, he looked up at the sky and noticed how dark it seemed.
"Hey Brick." He heard a voice.
Turning back around, he watched Blaine walk over and sit in the swing next to Brick. Being too far away, he couldn't hear what they were saying, but Blaine finally looked up and smiled broadly at him. Biting his lip, he wanted to head straight over to him and kiss him. He knew that wouldn't be wise though. After a moment, Blaine patted Brick on the back and pulled him out of the swing and began to walk over to him. Brick never did anything without a fuss like he was doing for Blaine. Meeting him, Blaine hugged him tight. Axl gave him a tiny kiss on the neck in a way no one would know. Pulling apart, Blaine smiled and walked over to his dad and shook his hand heartily. Returning the gesture, his dad said a few things, all with a smile before they turned and walked the path until they reached his mom and sister. He patted Sue on the upper arm while accepting a hug from his mom. Hearing movement, he looked down and realized Brick was reading his book again while standing. Sighing, he put his hand on his shoulder and directed him to the front porch.
"Come on in. You can hang your coats on the hooks to the left.
After a moments' hesitation, they entered into the large foyer. Hanging their things on the hooks, they stared up at the open ceiling. Not having noticed it before, the foyer was something like a circle, which attached to an even larger circled room that was the main living room. To get into the room, you had to descend a couple steps through a large open arched doorway. Past the foyer, the stairs curved up and to the right, following the curve of the living rooms' circle. To the left, there was the large study with many windows that revealed the massive elm tree with the swing Brick had just been reading under. Between the outer curve of the stairs was the small hall way that lead to the master bedroom and a smaller bedroom, though at the moment it was more like a game room, as well as a bathroom and a linen closet. Just as they exited the foyer, Blaine's mom came around the curved corner wearing a large smile.
"So glad to finally meet you." She said warmly, shaking his own mother's hand before moving on to his dad and siblings. "I'm Pam, my husband was trying to sneak off with some of the cinnamon rolls I made for dessert, so I sent him out back for chores. Here he comes." She smiled, turning to the side as he emerged from the dining room.
"Richard?" Axl heard his dad ask.
"Mike?" he heard the reply.
"I had no idea you this was your house." He said, sounding pleasantly relieved.
"It's been too long." He replied again, surging forward to shake his hand,
During the exchange, everyone looked back and forth as the other spoke, as if following a tennis match.
"You didn't tell me Blaine's last name was Anderson Axl." He said, turning and looking down at him.
Axl blinked, then scowled at him…he had just told him his last name a few minutes ago
Too stunned to say anything, he glanced over at Blaine, noticing that confusion as well.
"How do you know Rick, Mike?" Pam asked, looked taken aback, yet pleased with how this was going to turn out.
"We were best from middle school all the way up go our junior year in high school. But Dad got a new job and we had to move. We didn't stay in touch because unlike today, we didn't have internet or cell phones." He went on, reaching out and shaking his moms' hand before looking down at Brick and Sue.
"Well, come on into the living room. I'll show you where you can put those dear." Pam looked down at Sue.
"This is a really nice house. Have you lived in it for very long?" his mom asked Rick as they stepped down into the living room.
"Yea, we actually had it built about eight years ago I think." He said, patting Mike on the back. "Pam, hasn't it been eight years since we had this house built?" he called.
"Nine." Came a reply.
Brick ignored them and walked over to one of the large soft armchairs.
"Blaine, show Brick to the study. That's the best place to read." Said Rick, looking over at him.
Nodding, he stood and walked over to him and patted his shoulder. After a moment he looked up, and finally stood. Axl rose and followed. Hearing a sigh, he looked around and found his mom following them. Stepping back up into the foyer, they made their way toward the stairs and turned to the left. Through the small hallway, they entered the study. A large mahogany desk sat against the wall that separated the study from his the master bedrooms 'bathroom. Windows lined both of the walls that were the sides of the house. Against the wall with the closet, a piano sat. A large comfy area rug lay across the middle of the room. Between each window, book shelves stretched from the floor to the ceiling. Strangely, a hammock hung next to the piano. Brick paused and looked around in wonder. His mom looked out the windows and then turned around and made her way back into the main area. Jumping on the hammock, Brick opened his book and began to read.
As Blaine and he left the room, he reached out and took hold of his hand, lightly brushing his thumb across Blaine's knuckle affectionately. Hearing a crack, he jumped and looked around. Giving him a questioning look, he waited for Blaine to explain. Pointing to the left, Axl took a couple of steps and listened. Another crack made him jump. Finally, he heard his dad and Rick talking animatedly. It was clear they had been really good friends in high school. Looking at him, he let Blaine pull him away and back around to the stairs. Axl halted and looked around. Blaine peered through the foyer and didn't see anyone in the living room. The sound of laughter came from the kitchen though. Sue, his mom, and Pam were talking rather loudly and giggling like girls did. Smirking, Blaine pulled him up the stairs quietly. As they reached the top, he wrapped his arm around the front of Blaine's chest and slid it down.
"Wait till we're in my room Ax." He whispered breathlessly.
As they passed Coopers room, Blaine halted and looked at it. After a moment, he shook his head and continued to his room. Knowing this wouldn't take long, they walked through the door. Once inside, closed it softly and actually locked it. Turning back around, they smiled and forced their lips together. Blaine's tongue pushed into his mouth and met his own. Lifting his hand, Axl reached down and grabbed Blaine's. Taking hold of it, he pushed it onto his crotch. He grunted as he felt the zipper pulled down. In a matter of moments, Blaine had pulled his cock out. Wrapping his hand around the shaft he pumped it quickly before he dropped to his knees. Letting his hand fall to the back of his hand, he moved it back and forth, biting his lip to keep moaning. He shivered, feeling his tongue press into his piss slit.
"God you're so good at this." He moaned, looking down and catching a wink.
"God I want you to do me so bad." He breathed.
"I want to…but we can't do that today. Get up here and lick my pits and jerk me off until I shoot my load.
Snorting, he rose and kissed him again. Luckily, he had worn a snap buttoned shirt, rather than a regular button up shirt. He had been hoping for this, so he planned ahead of time. Blaine laughed aloud when he pulled on one and it opened with a snap. Pushing his left arm into the air, the thick patch of hair in the pit stuck out in all different directions. Axl closed his eyes as he felt Blaine's right hand reach around and closed in on his shaft. When nothing happened, he opened an eye but at that moment the grip around his cock tightened and he felt the wetness dig into his pit. Groaning, he leaned back as Blaine began to pump faster. Blaine must have sensed how close he was. His entire tongue pressed into his pit with great force, saliva seeped between every hair. Shaking, he leaned back and grunted as cum shot out from his cock. Chuckling, Blaine walked him backward and he fell atop his bed. Immediately, he felt Blaine's hard cock through his own slacks. Axl dropped his arm and leaned back into him.
Blaine gave him a few kisses on the back of the neck. Lifting his hand, he held it before his face. Getting the hint, he leaned forward and licked off his own cum. The hand disappeared and he heard a slurp from behind. Slipping off his lap, he turned and pulled Blaine's zipper. Reaching in, he pulled Blaine's uncut member, the foreskin still covering the head. Grinning down at it, he leaned in and sucked at the skin before pushed his tongue between the head and the skin. Blaine groaned and fell back atop the bed. In less than a minute, he felt Blaine go rigid and a moment later his thick salty seed filled his mouth. Humming, he swallowed and stood up. Leaning down, he pulled his boyfriend to his feet. Nuzzling his nose, he put away his now soft cock and zipped up. Blaine mirrored him. Satisfied, Blaine walked over to the door and unlocked, then opened it all the way. Axl sauntered over to the corner and plopped down on the beanbag chair.
"I can't believe our dads were best friends in high school." Said Blaine once he sat down on the other beanbag chair.
"I know…looks like we were meant to be." He told him softly.
"I love you." He replied, reaching out and squeezing his hand lightly.
"I know this sounds kind of bad, but I never noticed quite a few things here that I discovered with my parents." He said with a chuckle.
"Well, with your family with you, there was virtually no probability of you getting any when you first pulled up." He grinned.
"Oye!" he laughed, "when we were alone here and hung out without fooling around, I should have noticed." He said.
"Like what?" he asked, his left eyebrow rising.
"Well, for starters, the barn with the pasture behind it."
"Really?! We used to have a horse with two alpacas as companions. We sold them a couple years ago. I didn't really get along with the alpacas, though they would let me pet them. I loved the horse though…" he said, with a dreamy expression.
"I've never ridden a horse." He said, though his mind was stuck on the alpacas now that he mentioned it.
"Really?" he looked surprised. "If we still had one I'd show you how. What else did you only notice today?" he chuckled.
"The landscaping in front of the house. That and that the foyer and living room are both circles." He said, feeling the heat creep up his neck.
"Are you serious?!"He exclaimed and let out a burst of laughter.
Growling, he pounced. Surprised, Blaine turned and began to rise out of the beanbag chair. However, it was a lot harder to move quickly when getting up from one of those.
He shouted and laughed as Axl tickled him under the arms and down by his hips. Giving a little yelp, he tried to push him away but couldn't manage it. Suddenly, Axl felt someone grab his shoulders and pull him back swiftly. It was his turn to let out a yelp. Back on the floor, he looked up and met Coopers' gaze. Smirking, Cooper looked up at Blaine. Making to get up, held him down again and looked at Blaine. Finally, Blaine nodded and pushed himself up. Next thing he knew, he was getting tickled all over by Blaine. After a few moments of him laughing giddily, Cooper released his hold on his shoulders. Panting, he lay there catching his breath.
"Cheaters." He said, finally sitting up and glaring at both of them, but ruining the effect by smirking.
"Good to see you Axl." Said Cooper, patting his shoulder and backing out of the room, but for the briefest moment, he had looked at Blaine oddly.
"What was that look?" Axl asked him once he was completely out of the room.
Blaine hesitated, then shook his head, as if there was something buzzing around it. "Nothing."
"Blaine…what is it?" he asked with a smile.
Eyeing him, his brow crinkled and nodded. Gesturing for the beanbag, Axl scooted back onto it and waited politely.
Standing, Blaine hurried over to the door and looked out. After a few moments he returned.
"Don't get mad or anything but…" he really looked like he didn't want to say anything.
Reaching out, he patted his knee and gave him a warm smile.
Taking a deep breath, he leaned in and whispered. 'Cooper wants to fool around with us.
"W-what?" he spluttered, not believing his ears. "I thought he was straight."
"He's bi. I just found out a couple weeks ago. I told him it wasn't going to happen so we don't have to worry." He said, his tanned skin going a shade darker with embarrassment.
"Yea…I wouldn't be comfortable with that at all. Does he mean joining us, or he just wanted to fool around with me?
"I didn't ask, but honestly I don't think it would matter to him if I was there." He sighed.
"Yea…" he said again. "Doing something with your brother isn't something you can take lightly. I'd never dream of doing that with Brick…of course…he's not really that good looking…" he trailed of, horrified he had just said that.
"I suppose if we kept you between us, we wouldn't have to touch." Blaine halted, then gave a look that mirrored his own a few seconds ago.
They sat there for a while, lost in their own thoughts until there was a knock. Looking up, he saw his mom and Sue peering in at them. Smiling, he waved them in. Relieved, he sat further back in the chair, thankful for once of an interruption that they usually made. He was glad they hadn't done anything on the bed, and it remained made. Sue walked over to the window and looked out. Joining her, Axl looked down into the yard. The sky still looked dark and the wind was making the leaves on the ground swirl away in little tornados. Across the yard, he noticed something in a large tree close to the fence line.
"What's that in the tree?" asked Sue, mirroring his own thoughts.
"That's a treehouse Cooper and I built the year after we moved into the house." He explained, looking out the other window, with his mom coming to stand next to him.
"Wow. Can we go see?" Sue pleaded.
"Sue, its cold and getting darker outside, Blaine may not want you up there." Said his mom gently.
"Ahhh." She said disappointed, which is what he actually felt as well.
His gaze shifted down to the right. Beginning to open his mouth, he was cut off.
"Sure, come on." Blaine said cheerfully.
Sue squealed and dashed out of the room. Axl groaned and gave Blaine a regretful look. Waving it away, he followed her out of the room with his mom walking beside him. Bringing up the rear, he turned the light off and walked toward the stairs. Cooper's door was wide open and he was sitting back in bed, looking at something off to his left. Assuming it was a TV, he halted and looked in. glancing to his right, the rest of the group was already down the stairs. Biting his lip, he entered and Cooper looked up. He stared at him for a moment.
"Do you really want to fool around?" he asked quietly.
"Who said that?" he asked calmly.
"The only way I'll do it is if you blow Blaine while I fuck you." He smiled and exited the room before he could say anything, biting his lip to keep him from laughing aloud.
At the bottom of the stairs, Blaine stood with an odd expression, almost looking scared. As he got closer, his fear vanished and the worry lines disappeared.
"What? Do you think I was going to yell at him or something?" he teased, giving his hand a light squeeze.
"Yes." He said quietly.
"Really?" he asked, surprised.
Blaine shrugged and looked much happier. Sue was putting on her coat and he pulled out Blaine's and handed it to him while he put his own on. Smiling at him, Blaine looked cute when he worried. There was a loud crack that sounded like it came from the master bedroom. After a moment there, there was laughter followed by another crack. Frowning he looked at Blaine. Sighing, Blaine pulled him along and passed the bedroom and into the smaller one next to the stairs. Peering inside, his dad and Rick each had a cue stick in their hands. A large pool table stood just past the center of the room. Delighted, he wanted to play, but he was sure they already started. Pointing at them, he looked back at Blaine. Noticing Axl and Blaine looking in, they smiled.
"You'll have to wait your turn guys. We've already started. After this is game is over, then we'll all play." Said Rick
Feeling a little bit let down, he to wait, he gave them a wave and turned around, and followed Blane back to the foot of the stairs, where Sue bounced on her heels in anticipation. Chuckling he patted her arm, then pushed between her arm and body and held her arm as if they were a couple. Biting his lip, he choked back laughter as he could make out the back her Sue's neck turning red. Turning his head, he winked at Axl before proceeding along the rounded living room that was on the right while passing the dining room on their left before entering the kitchen, where their moms were sitting on stools and drinking something in mugs.
"Aww" they both said at the same time, then chuckled.
"When's dinner?" he asked them.
"Probably thirty minutes from now." Said Pam as Blaine and Sue opened the back door and stepped into the yard.
Finally outside, he looked across the large backyard toward where the treehouse had been. Just being able to make out a large mass above the tree line, he started forward. Glancing to his right he stopped in his tracks. At the corner of the house that held the kitchen, a large slab of cement had been poured, along with a deep and wide hole in the ground that looked smooth with dark blue ceramic tiles pressed all around the pit. Above the pit, wooden beams arched across the area, clearly going to be a roof. Pillions were placed further out and three of the walls were already standing complete, with the fourth showing the insulation between the studs. It was pretty clear they were constructing an indoor pool. He found it strange since they already had a pool outside. It was a fairly decent sized one that ran horizontal with the length of the house. Half of the existing pool that was furthest away from the construction had been filled in. the new pool ran vertical with the house, basically just turning the pool ninety degrees. Studying it moment, he guessed they were pretty close to being done.
"You never told me you guys were going to have an indoor pool B." he said.
When no one answered, he turned and discovered the other two had continued to walk. Sighing, he jogged to join them again. Reaching the tree, he looked up, surprised with how nice it was. The main part was positioned between three large trees, with diagonal braces going from the trunks to the floor of the treehouse. Another small addition ran in a strip to another set of trees. From looks of it, he guessed they had planned to make another treehouse, but had abandoned the project early on. There were what looked like braces in the crook of a couple trees. Dangling down near the strip was a rope ladder. Making to climb it, Blaine reached out and shook his head.
"That rope is too weak. It's the original one we used years ago and it's rotten. You'd get about halfway up before it snapped. That's almost a twenty foot drop. We'll use the ladder against the trunk of the main tree." He pointed to where Sue was standing, gazing up at the trap door.
"Sue, let Axl go up first, then you, and finally me." He said as they walked over to her.
Nodding, she waited as Axl reached out and grabbed hold of a ladder and began to climb. At the top, he tried to push the door but it wouldn't budge.
"It won't open B." he called.
"I was afraid of that. I haven't been up there in a year. There could be anything up there. I can't even remember what that state was the last time I was up there." He said, suddenly sounding worried.
Smirking, he backed down and jumped the last five feet. Next to him, Sue looked sad but she understood. Pointing at the construction project by the house, he gave Blaine a questioning look.
"Oh, forgot to tell you about that. It should be complete by Christmas. Come on, I'll show you what it looks like from the inside." He said brightly, obviously excited.
About halfway across the yard a snowflake landed atop his nose. Coming to a halt, he looked up as another fell. Ahead, Blaine came to a stop as well. Sue continued on her way to the house. Looking at each other, the grinned and joined Sue. She had come to a halt at the sliding glass door. Stepping forward, he slid it open and reached blindly to the right before a light blinked on overhead. Beside him, Sue gasped and looked at how the tile shone with the light hitting them. He had to admit, it looked really cool, almost as if the tiles were moving waves. The ceiling was painted a light blue, while the walls were a navy blue. The tiled floor was a dark chocolate color. Now that he looked closer, the pool more of a square than a rectangle. Instead of a corner the edge was rounded where the steps lead down to the pool. Hearing a tap, he looked up to see his mom tapping the kitchen window and pretended to eat. Below, he heard his belly rumble as Sue exited the stepped back outside and made for the kitchen door.
"Hungry?" Blaine chuckled, giving his hand a squeeze.
"Starved, the only thing I had to eat recently was..." he trailed off, smirking at Blaine.
"Let's go." He said, walking out door, but stopped when he pulled his arm.
"What?" Blaine asked.
"Umm..." he said hesitantly. He had noticed Cooper in the kitchen. "Nothing, I'll tell you later." He finished, then walked past him and reentered the wonderfully warm house.
The aroma was intoxicating, making him even hungrier. A moment later, Blaine joined him and closed the door. Inside, they made their way through the kitchen and into the dining room. He was about to sit but remembering he was still wearing his coat, headed to the foyer when Sue had just hung her coat back up. Placing his next to hers, he turned and headed back to the dining room. It was a good thing they had a large table.
All nine of them sat down very comfortably. At one end, Mike sat while on his left sat Frankie, and on the right, Rick with Pam next to him. Opposite Pam, Sue sat with Brick next to her. Cooper was by his mother, and across from Brick. Blaine sat next to Sue, and he was next to Cooper. Feeling a bit uneasy, he glanced at him briefly before turning back to Blaine. There was a short prayer and then they dug in.
Conversation broke around them, but Axl just went for the food first. All across the table food sat in dishes: stuffing, peas, corn, green beans, beans, mashed potatoes, rolls, salad, smoked ham and turkey, baked chicken, some sort of casserole that looked disgusting. The dishes were passed around and before he knew it, his plate was fill with turkey, stuffing, ham, green beans, rolls, mashed potatoes with gravy, corn, and a piece of chicken and ham. He looked up to see everyone staring at his plate. Looking down, he guessed he had quite a bit. Across from Cooper he looked up as he heard the "whoop" from Brick. Cringing, he looked at everyone. They seem curious but didn't go on about it. Some time while he and Blaine hadn't been around the word must have got out about his tick.
"Does he eat like that at home?" asked Pam, looking over at his mom.
"Yeah, it's always something." His dad said before she could get it out but she nodded in agreement.
"Good thing we only had two kids, though" said Rick, "our boys don't eat much."
"That's like Sue and Brick. Axl's the one to …how did you put it?" his mom looked over at him
"What do you mean?" he asked, only pausing for a moment before he took another bite of turkey.
""If you guys don't want me to eat stuff, you gotta say so! You should know my first impulse is to eat things" she mocked.
"It wasn't very good….it needed sugar anyway." He called.
"It didn't need sugar, it wasn't food!" she said through the laughter.
Shrugging, he ignored them and continued to eat. Across from him Blaine was also beginning to fill his plate. Halfway through a bite, he felt something nudge his leg. Eyeing Blaine, he recognized that he was too engrossed in his dinner to do anything. Half glancing to his left, he noticed a smirk twitching at the corners of his mouth. Scooting a bit to the side, he made sure no one noticed him, except Blaine. Immediately, he looked next to him and peered at his brother. They jumped again as another "whoop" was heard. Blaine met his brothers' eyes again, but this time it was purely humorous.
He gave the barest hint of his head shake from side to side. Cooper sat still for a moment, then went back to eating. Meeting his eye, Blaine gave him an apologetic face for his brothers' behavior. Winking, Axl asked for someone to pass the ham down. Taking the bowl from Cooper, he refused to look at him before handing it back. Blaine gave him an approving nod for how he brushed him off. Inwardly, he cringing when he realized he had to tell Blaine how he had propositioned Cooper earlier. True, he didn't mean it seriously, but still, he was afraid of the reaction that was to come.
With the main dishes pretty much gone, Pam asked him to go get the deserts and bring them to the table. Nodding, he rose and hurried into the kitchen, Blaine hot on his heels.
"What happened?" he asked quietly.
"Nothing, he just nudge my leg a bit. It was just teasing, nothing more." He replied with a smile.
"You sure?"
"Positive, help me with these." He said, indicating the mass of deserts.
"Blaine," came Pams voice. "Get the cool hwhip out of the fridge." She called.
Axl let out a shout of laughter that must have carried through to the dining room. Suddenly there was a chorus of laughter from the others.
"What?" Blaine asked him, confused.
"How did you mom learn to say that? That's how Stewie says cool whip on Family Guy. He adds the h to the beginning of the "whip" part." He said, still laughing.
Chuckling, he nodded and pulled the container out of the fridge and reaching for the pumpkin pie and brownies. From the other room, yet another "whoop" erupted. Sighing, Axl smiled up at Blaine before he turned back toward the doorway. Axl carried the rice crispy treats, sugar cookies, and a small cheesecake. Stepping back into the dining room, the set the dishes down where the others had obviously pushed the empty dishes down closer to the end. After setting the deserts down, Blaine left the room and brought back a cart with a tub on top. Sitting back down, he was confused until Blaine turned the dishes to the side and dumped the remains of food in the tub and placed the empty dishes on the other side of the tub. Frowning, he looked at him. Catching his eye, he rotated the cart to show that there was writing on the opposite side of the tube that read "compost".
"We dump all the scraps in our composite heap out back. The dishes will go in the dishwasher." She explained to the table.
Sitting back down, Blaine smiled at him and grabbed a piece of pie and a rice crispy treat. Axl had already scarfed down one treat and was working on a second.
After what felt like ages, everyone sat back in their chair, completely full and tired. Getting up, Rick walked to the corner of the room and flicked on a backyard light. Snow was coming down fast and thick now. Scrunching his eyebrows, he walked out of the room and called back something about checking the weather online. Returning, he looked grim. Since his dad was the one driving, he followed Rick back into the study to look for himself. When he came back he had a regretful look. Axl felt his heart sink. Knowing that face, he knew they were going to leave as soon as possible. Sighing, his mom agreed and stood. No longer hungry, he met Blaine's sad eyes. Out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed their moms looking at them sadly.
"We have plenty of room if you all would like to stay the night." Said Pam, looking up at Mike.
"Yeah, and we didn't even get to play pool." Complained Axl.
"No, we need to get home tonight. Come on everyone, get all bundled up and let's get out of here while we still can." He said, as his mother nodded.
Sighing, he rose and followed his parents to the foyer, feeling a little depressed. Blaine had hurried to walk with him, holding his hand tightly. Making sure his parents weren't looking, he leaned in and kissed him quickly before rubbing their noses. From behind Blaine, he noticed his parents' following them closely. Sighing again, he turned and putting on his coat. Sue and Brick were already bundling up and looking out the door and into the snow. Giving him a last hug, he stepped back and thanked his parents for having them over.
"Mike you've gotta come visit us as much as you can. It was awesome today. Brought back a lot of memories." Rick said sincerely, stepping forward and shaking his hand.
"Ditto. You bet I will if I can find some time to do it when you're home and not traveling with your job." He agreed, reaching over and shaking Pam's hand again before stepping out of the door.
"Frankie, I'll get those dishes washed and sent the back with Axl next time he visits, which I'm sure won't be long." She said, smiling at Axl and patting his back.
Giving Blaine last hug, he turned and stepped off the porch and looked back. Standing just behind the rest of his family stood Cooper. Smirking, he looked him in the eye and mouthed the word "Deal"
***Blaine's POV***
He had put the dishes in the washer, dumped the table scraps into the compost pile out back and just pulled off his shirt and slipped into bed when he noticed his phone had a new message. The whole day had been perfect. Never would he have believed how it had turned out. Everyone getting along so well. Frankie and his mom had hit it off. Usually, he could tell when his mom was just being nice to someone just to be polite, but he hadn't detected any of that once today. Sue hadn't tagged along with him and Axl much at all either. Brick had a fine time reading in the study. To tell the truth, he hadn't believed Axl about Brick's tick of whooping every once in a while. He found it hilarious, but assumed after a while it would get old. The major shocker for the day though was Mike and his dad being best friends for years. He couldn't help but think this was meant to be. How on earth could they have all these things in common and not be together. Sighing, he picked up his phone and looked at the message.
"You're going to be sooo pissed at me B." he read.
"Why?" Now he was on edge, scared the day would be ruined.
"I'm sorry…"
"You're scaring me." He wrote, genuinely worried.
"After you and Sue went down stairs I peeked in at Cooper. I wanted to mess with him. I shouldn't have but I couldn't help it. I was in such a good mood."
"What'd you do Axl?" he asked, but felt confident they didn't actually do anything.
"Blaine…I stood next to his bed and looked down at him and asked "do you really want to fool around?" Blaine kind of felt better, yet more apprehensive than ever.
"What'd he say?"
"Who told you that?"
"Of course you told him me…"
"No…."
"Go on Ax."
"You're not going to like it." He read…and felt strangely excited.
"I said…I'll do it…but only if you blew Blaine while I fucked you." Blaine looked at the words, feeling half furious, and half amused.
"When I turned around and waved goodbye to you tonight, he was standing behind you guys and he mouthed the word, "Deal""
Staring at the words, he didn't know what to do or how to feel. There was no way he'd let his brother touch him like that. It was wrong and was something you just shouldn't do….it was almost as bad as bestiality. And yet, why was he hard? He was staring off into space so long, he had missed a couple more messages. Both from Axl, and each getting progressively worse.
"Blaine…I'm soooo sorry. I never thought he'd agree."
"Blaine…talk to me. I don't want this to end us."
"Blaine…..please talk to me….I'm almost scared out of my mind."
"Sorry…I kind of spaced out there for a few moments. This isn't going to end us Axl. I love you and I know you love me. I know you meant it as a joke, and you even told me about it and a way that gives me confidence in our relationship. To tell the truth…it's kind of…hot….but I don't really want to do anything like that though." He finished, trying to ignore is boner.
"You're not mad?" Blaine could almost picture Axl's face with a dumbfounded look.
"It's going to take a lot more than that to get me to stop caring for you. Hey it's getting late. Luv you." He sent.
Putting his phone down, he got up and began to close the door, but hesitated. Coopers' door was wide open and the TV was on. Walking forward, he knocked and Cooper waved him in.
"Umm…" he said, suddenly not sure what to say.
"Did you just get off the phone with Axl?" he asked with a smirk.
Nodding, he looked away from Cooper. Patting his bed Blaine walked around and sat next to him.
"Did you mean it Coop?" he whispered.
Still smirking, he shrugged, then nodded.
"You'd…" he trailed off, no longer wanting to finish the sentence.
"Sure. It's not that big a deal." He said, but Blaine could tell it had a double meaning.
"Whatever. It gets the job done just fine." He said, feeling his cheeks burn.
"I know it does," he chuckled looking over at him then glancing down and back up. "Mine's just bigger." He laughed.
"Your older than me, of course it is." He said, trying to justify his thoughts.
"Say all you want B. You'll see it when we decide to act." He chuckled.
"Who said we were going to?" he asked, looking skeptical.
"We made a deal." He said, turning his head and looking at him full in the face.
"He meant it as a joke Coop. He said it because he thought there was no chance it would happen because you wouldn't agree to do…it." He said, whispering the last word.
"Well, I do, so the bargain's been struck. I'll blow you while he does me." He said, as if what they were talking about was perfectly normal.
"I don't want to do it though." He said, almost desperate to put this mess behind him.
"Why?" he asked, genuinely curious.
"Coop….we're brothers…" he said, wishing he could think of another reason.
"Look…just think about it alright. Now go on to bed Blaine." He said warmly, ruffling his hair.
Sighing he rose and made his way to the door.
"You may say we're brothers, but your dick seems to agree with me." He chuckled before looking back at the TV.
Glancing down, his hard on was making a huge tent in his shorts. Embarrassed, he hung his head and returned to his own room, closing his door on the way. Jumping back atop his bed, he looked at his phone and opened the new message from Axl.
"Look. Don't go talk to your brother about this. We know it's not going to happen so we'll just ignore this."
Groaning, he wrote back saying he had just talked with Cooper, and that we were just going to ignore the interaction. See….we're just great together Axl. I've really got to go now though….nite nite"
*End of Thanksgiving chapter***
It took too long for the Christmas break to approach. It had been three weeks since he'd seen Axl. The whole event of their families coming together had been a breeze and extremely fun. They all got along just fine. Unbelievably, his dad had actually contacted Mike several times over the past few weeks. Apparently, they had already planned to go on a camping trip late in the spring, bringing him and Axl along. Though he wasn't too big on camping, he thought it would be fun plow Axl out in the middle of nowhere. Of course, they'd have to be careful, but it would be totally worth it.
This evening would be the first time he would get to see Axl since Thanksgiving. His parents were actually out of town until late tomorrow. Thankfully, Cooper was also out of town, though he could return at any time. So, they'd have the entire house to themselves. Axl had informed him he'd be bringing his present with him as well. Blaine had tried to ask for hints, but was given nothing. Hoping it wouldn't be anything too embarrassing, he already bought Axl's gift. At the moment, he was driving to the music store to pick up his brand new guitar.
When he had dinner at Axl's with his family, he happened to notice his open guitar case by the couch. Acting like he had been talking to Brick, he carefully opened it further and wrote down the specifics with him knowing. He felt confident his present to Axl was going to out shine his own. Slowing his car, he carefully pulled into the lot. Pulling his hoodie over his head, he stepped out into the cold afternoon. Six inches of snow lay on the ground, but luckily no ice. It had started to snow yesterday and during the night it slowly thinned and eventually ended. The road crews had cleared all the roadways, at least the paved ones throughout the area. Earlier, he had called Axl to ask if he'd be able to make it. When he heard that Orson had only accumulated two inches, he felt better.
Crossing the lot, he pushed into the store and headed for the counter. Even before Thanksgiving, he had ordered the guitar online and added a few things that made the price shoot way up. He hadn't told his parents or Cooper how much it had costed, fearing their reaction. Cooper did guess the price in the general area, but didn't tell their parents. Not too worried, Blaine had a trust fund and spent the money he had conservatively. Grinning, he alerted the clerk what he had come to pick up, after which he nodded and made his way back into an office. Blaine looked around a while. Music was his life so he always looked around at the instruments and equipment on display. On a shelf, he picked up a metronome/tuner all in one. Interested, he looked at it closer and turned it on. Deciding it wasn't worth the price, he set it back down and continued to look around.
Finally, he heard footsteps and turned to see the employee carrying a custom guitar case. Grinning broadly, he hurried over to the counter as the man set it on down. Unlatching it, he carefully opened it. Since Axl was quite good at playing the guitar, he figured he should get one that wasn't just some cheap knock off. The man gave a whistle as he gently picked it up and rotated it. Shaking his head in disbelief, he handed it to Blaine.
Grinning, he loved the dark red body, with a lighter red pickguard. The strings were a light beige, while the bridge, whammy bar, pickups, pickup selector, and volume and tone controls were white. The neck matched the strings' beige color, but the tuners, trusses, and frets were all chrome. Below the bridge, an intricate pattern of black vines crept all the way down to the white input jack. Beneath the vines, the initials A. H seemed to be tangled in the mass of vines. The backside of the body was the same dark red color, but Axl's full name was carved into material. Satisfied it looked right, he nodded to the man and placed it back into the case and closed it carefully. With a shake of the hand, he exited the shop and made his way back to the car. As soon as he started the car, his cell rang
"Hey Ax. You on your way?" he asked.
"Yea." Said his garbled voice. "Shh." he heard.
"Sorry." He said, turning the radio down.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing. What do you want to eat? You want to meet somewhere?" he asked.
"You'll have to bring something for us to eat. Whatever you want is fine B. I'll be there in about forty five minutes." He said, then hung up.
Blinking at the phone, he wondered what that was all about. Wondering what he should get, he looked at all restaurants along the road, wondering what would be best. Deciding on chicken, he turned and made his way to KFC. There was a line for the drive thru but figured it wouldn't take too long. He was mistaken. After waiting five minutes, he wanted to reverse, but another vehicle pulled in behind him. Sighing, he picked up his cell and told Axl to go on inside when he got there, and gave him the combo for the lock. For some reason, Axl sounded pleased he wouldn't be there straight off. Now totally on edge, he wondered what on earth was going to happen. Surely he hadn't brought his friends with him. Though it would be fun, he wanted to spend the night alone with Axl. It would be their first Christmas together. He was determined to make sure it wouldn't be their last.
Finally the customer in front of him got his order and he left. Feeling somewhat annoyed now, he pulled up and picked up his own order. The lady in the window apologized, explaining the person that had left had ordered six meals. At that, he became even angrier at the guy. Someone with that many orders needed to go inside instead of taking forever in the drive thru. Just as he reached for the food, there was a ping from his phone. Thanking her, he drove around the side and opened it. Axl had made it and was inside the house. Feeling much happier, he pulled out of the establishment and headed home. For some reason, he felt a bit nervous as he pulled into his driveway and finally parked in the garage. He had hoped to wrap Axl's present, but that wasn't going to be possible. Deciding to leave the guitar in his car, he got out and closed the door. Now dark outside, he flicked on the switch to turn the Christmas lights the lined the house on. Immediately, the window next to him illuminated the snow on the ground.
Opening the door, he peeked inside the kitchen. He let out a burst of laughter as Axl sat completely naked on the island, his hard cock pointing to the ceiling. Wearing a Santa hat, he leaned back and lifted his legs into the air. Still laughing, he hurried inside and closed the door. Eyes still glued on his hairy hole, he attempted to put the KFC on the counter, but it slipped. Luckily, he caught it before it hit the floor. Placing it firmly on the surface, he pushed it off to the side. Nothing else seemed to matter, as he gazed intently at his cock. Walking up to him, he leaned in forced his tongue inside his mouth. Moaning, Axl reached down and undid his pants with one hand, while pulling the shirt off his chest with the other. Grinning, he pulled back and spun Axl to the side. Lifting his arm, he dove down and sucked at the mass of hair. Axl groaned louder than ever, reaching down and jerking himself off. Stepping away again, he dropped his pants and pulled Axl's head down to his uncut cock. Sucking at it hungrily, Blaine felt himself getting closed and stepped away again.
"I wanna taste you." He whined, reaching for his cock.
"No, I want see how much cum your ass can hold. I haven't jerked off in four days." He said, his voice shaking a bit.
"Oh my god…yes…that's alright then. Come on…fill me up." He grinned, slapping his ass.
"It's been so long Axl." He groaned, leaning in again and kissing him.
"I know. Wait till you're ready and then just push it in and unload." He said, reaching up and lifting Blaine's arm.
"What you want to lick my hairy pits?" he teased, leaning over his chest and poking his tongue in Axl's other arm.
"Get your pit down here." He said, reaching up and yanking him down.
Blaine smiled as he felt the flat of Axl's tongue into the depression, soaking it completely. Reaching down, he wrapped his fist around Axl's cock and pumped it quickly. Automatically, Axl thrusted his hips into the air, his ass slapping noisily back down onto the island. Blaine smirked, then laughed as the sound began to reverberate around the room. Even though he couldn't see Axl's lips, he felt them form a smile. Chuckling, he rubbed his nose against his, then shuffled around so he was looking down on Axl's crotch, and more importantly, his hole. Grinning, he leaned in and slowly licked up the shaft. Axl's cock twitched, as if it were going to cum. Looking up, he noticed Axl biting his lip in concentration. Proud of him, he patted his thigh before moving back down the shaft. At the base, he sucked in Axl's ample and hairy nuts. Moaning even louder, he looked and shook his head with a warning. Nodding, he went down and made to push his tongue inside.
"No! Shove it in without wetting it." He breathed.
"Um…that's going to hurt you though." He said, but at this point he didn't really care, he was getting so close.
'Blaine…I'm going to cum." Axl said suddenly.
"But it's not even—"his sentence fell apart as a flood of white cum erupted from Axl's cock.
Rope after rope launched and landed everywhere. Thick pools landed on his upper chest. He was so turned on, that he almost forgot to push into Axl. Gasping, he rammed his cock balls deep inside him in one powerful thrust. Grunting, his head dropped and his forehead landed on his stomach. Amazingly, Axl spurted out a few more white globs of seed, actually landing inside Blaine's upside down mouth. Smiling, he felt his own cock twitching as his seed filled Axl with a giant load. The sensation was almost too much, and he let out a tear of relief and passion. Finally it came to an end. Panting, he pushed himself up and looked down at Axl. White droplets covered his chest and quite a bit on his own face. Blaine had never seen someone cum like that. With absolutely no help at all. With a grunt, Axl pushed himself up and leaned on his elbows, looking at the mess he made. Smirking, he wriggled his ass and nodded.
"There's so much in there. I can feel it just surrounding your cock. Turn over, I'm going to do you." He said, sitting up.
"Well," was all he got out before Axl pushed him back a bit.
As his dick slid out, cum leaked out of Axl's hole, splattering the kitchen floor loudly. Still hard, he waited as Axl pressed his hands to the edge of the island and pushed his head down. As Axl moved around him, Blaine could hear little drops of cum splash against the floor as he moved. Grinning, he let Axl spread his legs. Feeling hot wetness press into him, his legs began to shake from the sensation. Small strands of hair brushed against his ass as Axl moved his head around his hole. Feeling a gentle pat, he braced himself for what he was sure would be a slam. Surprisingly, Axl eased his length into him slowly. Finally buried to the hilt, Axl rested his head against the base of his neck, placing kissing all over.
After a moment, he hands slid down the sides of his chest and came to rest on his hips. Giving him on last kiss, he pulled back and then thrust in slowly. Then came the pounding. The speed and ferocity was just incredible. A hand reached down and played with his foreskin as Axl began to slow. In less than a minute, Axl shot his second load into him. Moaning, he released his hold and Blaine's dick and staggered back a bit.
Turning, he pushed Axl to the floor and told him to open his mouth. nodding eagerly, he waited as Blaine jerked his cock fast and finally shuffled forward, using one hand to tilt Axl's head back so his cum shot into his mouth. Satisfied, the slid to the floor and held each other's hand. Looking at the state of him, he realized the mess. Grinning, he stood and pulled Axl to his feet. Understanding, he grinned and hurried around the counter and through the small pantry and jumped into the indoor pool that had indeed been completed a few days ago. Following him, he leapt and did a cannonball. Laughing, they splashed each other and swam for a bit. Sighing, Axl climbed out and motioned him to come.
"Come on, we can keep swimming for as long as we want." He whined at him from the deep end.
"No, we can't. You'll see why in a minute. Get dressed, I'm supposed to take a picture of your reaction to your present." He said, basically bouncing up and down on his feet.
Hearing this, he gave no more complaints and exited the pool. Glad the utility room was next to the kitchen, he pulled out some fresh towels and began drying himself off, while Axl cleaned up all the cum from their kitchen fuck session. Throwing another towel over Axl, he tried to think of a way to sneak the guitar inside. Looking over at the counter, Axl finally noticed the food. Grinning, he dropped the towel and walked over and picked up the bag on the counter. Still nude, he walked over and sat down on a stool by the island, his cock swing back and forth between his legs.
Sitting down, he opened the bag and pulled the food out. Rolling his eyes, Blaine joined him and pulled out some sodas from the fridge and handed one to him. Blaine wasn't really hungry anymore, he had been wondering what on earth Axl could get him that would require a picture to be taken. After what felt like hours, Axl threw the chicken bones and paper plates in the trash and looked over at him. Trying to play it cool, the effect was lost as he bounced up and down on the stool. Smiling, Axl rose and dressed.
Nodding, Axl reached for his hand and drug him into the living room, where the large Christmas tree was placed. On the floor, was a fairly large box with a big red bow atop it. Large holes were placed on the sides. Now he was really confused. Walking over, he set down on the floor next to it. Axl just beamed at him, his phone out and ready. Biting his lip he reached for it and looked up for permission. Winking, Axl nodded his head vigorously. With shaky hands, he pulled it close, but it shifted on the ground. Reaching out, he lifted the lid. Feeling his heart lift higher than ever before, he reached in and picked up a basset hound puppy. Tears filled his eyes as he held it close to him.
Looking up, he could barely see Axl through the deluge. Hearing a ping, he groaned when he realized the picture was going to show him crying like a baby. But he didn't really care. On his lap, the pup sniffed at him, licking his hands greedily before clumsily climbing his chest and licking his face. The tears that had dried up began to flow again. He couldn't say anything. He had always wanted a dog, but no matter how many times he had pleaded with his parents, they had never allowed it. The night he had dinner at Axl's house, he had followed Brick into the backyard and noticed how big Doris was getting. Asking when she was due, to which Brick had no clue. Crouching, he had scratched her behind the ear and exclaimed how much he had wanted a dog.
"Brick?" he finally got out, looking up.
"I don't think you want to name a female dog, "Brick" Axl grinned, taking another picture.
"Come here and sit by me Axl." He said, patting the ground. "I meant, you found out I told Brick how much I wanted a dog…didn't you?" he asked, smiling and pulling him in for a hug.
"Yeah, I was talking to my mom, asking what I should get you. I wanted it to be special. It just so happens, Brick didn't have his head in a book and heard. After that, I called my aunt and asked if I could keep a puppy when Doris had them. She said sure, mainly because she didn't know she was pregnant. When you went upstairs to get your hat on Halloween, I asked your parents if I could give you a puppy. I told them I wanted it to be special, and that it was going to be a purebred basset hound. They didn't really look like they wanted you to have one, but I really begged them to let you have one. They looked at each other and then back at me before your dad shrugged and your mom finally nodded. So…here she is…your very own puppy." He said cheerfully, leaning in and hugging him tightly.
Still in shock, he held him tighter and wouldn't let go, though he finally managed to stop crying. Looking down, the pup yawned and curled up into a ball on his lap.
"How old is she?" he asked, though he knew she wasn't eight weeks old yet.
"She turns right weeks in a couple of days. She was the cutest and smallest. She liked to play and wanted to stick by who ever held her. I already got her shots and wormed, so you don't have to worry about any other major shots for quite a while. She's all yours." He said again, reaching down and scratching her behind the ears and she began to snore softly.
Shifting to the side, he took another picture and nodded, satisfied. Though Blaine had spent a lot of money on Axl's gift, he knew Axl's was the better one. He wanted to hold her and never put her down. He knew he'd have to potty train her and teach her good habits, but he felt confident in the challenge. Leaning down, he gave the pup a sniff and he grinned. Just like the new car smell, all puppies had a distinct odor. Trying to think of a name, he decided to wait to see her personality. Now, he had to get Axl's present. Glancing down, he didn't want to wake her up, but reluctantly passed her to Axl. Sighing he took her and held her in his lap.
"You know, if you hold them too long they'll get spoiled and follow you around everywhere. By the way, she's already potty trained." He boasted, as Blaine began to leave the room.
"Are you friggen serious? Already potty trained?" he halted, looking back at him in wonder.
"It was one of the conditions I had to make before your parents OKed the idea. Go get my present…I'm assuming that's why your leaving my side." He grinned.
Wanting to skip, he hurried out of the room, wanting to get back as soon as possible. Pulling out the guitar, he looked around, trying to find something to hide what it was. When he couldn't find anything, he sighed and reentered the house. Pausing just out of sight of the living room, some part of him screamed that what had just happened was just a dream. Axl wouldn't be sitting in the floor hold a puppy in his lap. It just seemed impossible for it to be real. Taking a breath he took a couple of steps and peeked around the corner and let out cry of relief.
Still sitting on the floor, looking at the huge tree, Axl scratched the puppy's ears. Now happy beyond belief, he silently crept into the room and dropped the case next to Axl. Dropping to the floor, he started Axl, who hadn't heard him at all. Not waiting, Blaine reached down and picked up his puppy while Axl rotated his head. Jaw dropping he looked at the case for what seem like hours before he met his eyes. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he pulled the case close. When he opened it and noticed all the features, the single tear turned into a few, though not as many as Blaine had let loose a few minutes ago. Hands shaking, Axl pulled the guitar out of the case and lifted it in front of him. Spinning it, he eyed his name carved into the instrument and turned it over, finally sitting in his lap. Looking at each other, words failed them, and just embraced.
"I can't believe you got me a puppy Axl." He almost squealed.
"Dude, I know how much money guitars cost, and what I see here just blows my mind. Why on earth would you spend that kind of money on me Blaine?" he asked, looking genuinely in disbelief.
"Axl, I love you. Money is nothing compared to that." He said seriously.
"Good grief…" he chuckled. "You sound like a romance novel writer."
"Shut up." He laughed, though he could tell Axl was trying to lighten the mood.
"I love you to Blaine." He said softly, smiling.
It was clear, they each though the others' present was better than the one they gave. In his lap, his puppy began to kick and even made little yips in her sleep. Biting his lip, he looked up with wonder, then leaned in and kissed him once more. Gently he rose and slowly sat down on the comfy couch. Following him, he sat next to him and set down his new guitar on the cushion next to him. Deciding it would be OK to set her down next to him, he waited a moment. When she didn't stir, he scooted over to Axl and held him close, resting his head on his chest and looked up at him. Taking a half glance at the pup, he smiled and leaned down.
Lips meeting, they soon got lost while making out to hear the garage door opening. But when there was a slight cough, they broke up and pulled apart. Leaning against the archway that opened to the main hall, Cooper grinned down at the puppy next to Blaine. Walking over he leaned in and scratched an ear gently. Standing back up, he gave them a thumbs up and disappeared around the corner. After a moment, they heard a door close from upstairs. Looking at each other, they suddenly seemed embarrassed. No matter how much they want to lie to themselves, they had both been thinking an awful lot about Coopers' offer. Tilting his head to the side, they stared at each other for a long while. Axl tilted his head and gave him a questioning look. Hesitating, he turned his head and looked up at the ceiling for a minute. Turning his head back, he hesitated, then nodded. Sighing, he looked down at his puppy, and then felt his heart lift again. Grinning, he laid back across Axl's lap and stared up at him. Pausing, he let out a small snort
:"What?" he asked,
"You have a couple of nose hairs sticking out." He giggled.
"Do not!" he grinned, but most have known because his skin turned a little pinker.
"What should I do with her while we…" he broke off, still stunned by what they were about to do.
"Well, do you think it'll take very long? We've both already…and I have no idea what he'll be like." He said, nervous.
"What do you mean…he'll be like? He pondered.
"Is he…big?" he asked, his skin darkening even more.
"I'm honestly not sure. The only time I've seen him with a boner was when I walked in on him jerking off years ago. He's uncut like me though." He told him.
The pup gave a little yip again, her back feet kicking like she was chasing something. Hugging Axl tighter, he stared at her, trying to figure out where to put her for a bit.
"She really hasn't slept much all day…so I'm sure she's tuckered out. Let's put her back in the box, but leave the lid off. We'll take her upstairs and leave her your bathroom floor. You want her to be an inside dog I'm guess?" he asked, gently scooting off the couch and pulling the box nearer.
"Of course! She's gunna be my baby." He said, gently picking her up and walking toward the stairs.
"What about me?" he asked.
Halting, Blaine turned and almost burst out laughing. Axl's bottom lip quivered as if he was about to cry. Smiling, he shuffled back over and gave him a peck on the cheek. Pointing at the box, he made his way back to the stairs and climbed carefully. At the top, he eyed Cooper's door, then made his way into his room. Inside, he wanted to point her around and show her everything, but if he was going to do what he planned, he shouldn't hesitate any more or else he would change his mind. Walking over to his bean bag, he kicked it through the room and into the bathroom. Squatting, he carefully set her down on the bean bag. He stayed there for a moments, smiling and scratching her long ears. Sighing, he stood and slowly back out of the room, closing the door as quietly as possible. Turning, he met Axl's gaze. From what he could see, he was nervous too.
"Are you sure about this?" Axl asked him, sounding reluctant.
"If you want to, I'm game. Just…don't kiss him." He said, looking at him sharply.
"What if he tries to kiss me?"
"I'll tell him when we go in there. Promise you'll never tell what we're going to do to anyone. I mean…" he paused, feeling a bit queasy. "I'm about to commit incest." He groaned, yet felt turned on at the same time.
"I'll never tell a soul." He promised, raising his hand like a witness.
"What if…he wants to do you?" Blaine asked him.
"No. There's only four people in the world I'll ever let fuck me…well….at least at this point in my life." He said, looking rather serious.
"Me, Sam, and I'm guessing Darren and Shawn." He said.
"Yea. It's already given I'm going to let them do me. Can I ask you something?" he asked, looking a bit wary.
"Of course, you know that." He chuckled, leaning in and kissing him.
"I want….." he paused, "I'll tell you later. Let's get this over with before she wakes up." He heaved.
"But.." he began..
"It's now or never babe." He grinned.
They exited the room and paused in front of Cooper's door. Glancing sideways, he nodded and knocked a couple of times. There was a reply from inside. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and walked in to find Cooper laying on his bed watching TV. Raising his eyebrows, he smirked at the…almost triumphantly.
"Close the door." He said quietly, voice shaking a bit.
Axl nodded and closed it slowly. Suddenly looking unsure of himself, it like he planned to change his mind. Cooper must have seen the reluctance and wanted to get it started before they changed their minds. Standing, he walked over and pushed his hand into Blaine pants and pulled him roughly toward the bed.
"Come on. I know what I'm doing." He said softly, with a sultry voice he had never heard before.
Staring over his shoulder, Blaine met Axl's eyes, then looked down and noticed the growing bulge in his jeans. Feeling the button snap, he looked back down and watched the hands unzipping his jeans. The hands were larger than his, but with a similar skin tone. He gasped as he felt Cooper's hand come in contact with his soft cock. Finally looking up, he met his brothers' eye. His expression softened and he smiled.
"Come on B, it's only once and…I want to really see what you've got. Axl, if you want to fuck me you'll have to come here." He said nonchalantly.
"Um…I don't know." He said, reaching for the door.
Reaching down, Cooper pulled at Blaine's pants until the slid off. Pausing, Cooper looked down thoughtfully at his member.
"Very nice B." he said warmly.
The complement and his easy going voice put him at ease. Immediately after, his cock began to stir.
"There ya go." Ge said smiling as it began to grow.
Reluctantly, Axl walked over and stood right behind him, and staring over his shoulder as Cooper went down on him. Blaine fell back into Axl's arms as his entire length was swallowed. Looking up Cooper jerked his head to the side, meaning for Axl to go around him. Blaine gave him a nod. Sighing, Axl circled Cooper and awkwardly reached under him. Blaine could feel Cooper's smile form around his cock as he heard a zipper go down. Reaching under, he paused and looked up.
"It's big, isn't it?" said Cooper, winking up at Blaine.
Curious himself, he looked down.
"It's a bit bigger than Blaine's…but…dude….you don't have any hair around it…" he trailed off…sounding disappointed.
Cooper actually sat up, his uncut cock pointing out at a forty five degree angle. Blaine and Axl had thick pubes in their groins, while Cooper's was almost shaved to the skin.
"Coop…having a thick bush is extremely hot…but having little to none…" he broke off.
"Being trimmed is best, you don't want your partner to have hair stuck in their teeth. That's gross." He said, looking down at Blaine's hairy groin.
"Whatever…you don't have your armpits do you?" Axl asked, looking wary.
"Why?" he asked, looking back, but with his hand still wrapped firmly around his shaft.
Smirking, he nodded to Blaine. Grinning, he lifted his arms, exposing his hairy pits. Cooper looked on edge. Winking, Axl shifted closer and sucked at the hair.
"Dude!" Cooper said sitting back with a strange look on his face.
"It's Axl's fetish Coop." he chuckled, then moaned as his tongue dug deeper.
Cooper sat back, looking at them both. As Blaine began to chuckled, Axl pulled back and looked at Coopers' face in amusement. Blaine reached around and unzipped Axl's pants. Luckily, cooper was slowly stroking him. After a moment, Cooper went back down on him. Slowly, Blaine let his hand drop to the back of Cooper's neck and slowly began to force his head down further. Reaching out, he yanked at Axl's pants until they fell to his ankles. Sitting up, Cooper looked at Axl's cut cock, then looked back down at Blaine's and his own. Smiling, it was clear he liked the uncut look better. After a moment, Blaine put his hand back down on his head and forced it back down on his length. Now naked, Axl moved behind Cooper. Taking hold of the waistline of his pants, he tugged and they slid off easily.
Blaine stared at Cooper's body completely, without being worried about getting caught. Though not as dark as him, Cooper was a bit taller, his uncut dick looked rather similar to his, though it didn't a curve to it. Biting his lip, he felt a bit jealous. For quite a while he had wished his own was straight. Also, Cooper appeared to be a bit thicker as well. The main thing he didn't like was the lack of pubic hair. It looked so unnatural. He couldn't believe he had ever let Kurt influence him enough to trim. Those days were over and he had no plans to ever cut it again. He was determined that Axl should leave his alone as well. Curious, he leaned forward, his hand reaching out. Noticing this, Cooper pulled his mouth off his cock and shuffled forward just a ways. Hesitantly, he let his hand touch the foreskin covered head. Shifting his gaze, he looked behind and meet Axl's face, hoping he wouldn't look disgusted by this. Smiling, he shrugged and nodded his approval. Letting out a breath of relief, he wrapped his hand around the shaft and squeezed.
Cooper groaned and thrusted his hips forward aggressively. A moment later, cooper fell forward onto him, groaning. Smothered, he glanced back and noticed Axl face pressed into his ass crack. Now he knew why Cooper had fallen apart. Scooting closer, he rest the head of his cock at his entrance. Sitting up, Cooper looked back and placed his hand on Axl's chest. Frowning, he paused and looked at him. Sighing, Cooper shifted over and opened the drawer on his bedside table. After a moment, he closed it and got back in the doggy style position, handing Axl a condom. Frowning, Axl stared down at it. Blaine gave him a sad smile. When nothing happened Cooper looked back at him.
"The only way you're going bareback is if you don't cum inside me. If you want to do that, put it on." He said with a small smile.
Axl looked at Blaine, clearly disappointed.
"Axl, it's an honest request. You've only gone all the way with me and Sam…Cooper's gone all the way with…."he paused and looked at his brother.
"Ha. I'm not saying…more than you I suspect." He said with a smirk, then went back down on him.
Axl hesitated for quite a while. Sighing, he ripped the package open and rolled it on. Staring down at it he frowned.
"Axl, you can cum in me after this…besides, I'm pretty sure my ass would feel better than his even without the rubber." He winked.
"I doubt that." Cooper said pulled back.
"You're right, I'll put it on." He said, biting his lip, and slowly pushed forward.
"Fine! Take it off and let's get this done with. But you've gotta suck my cock after." He growled, looking back.
Nodding vigorously, he pulled it off and pressed against the tight rim as Cooper went back down on him. Cooper gave a hiss as Axl finally pushed all the way in. breathing heavy he pulled back and then back in again. Meeting his eye, he mouthed "Your ass feels better." He winked. Not surprised he laid back, letting his cock get sucked. He groaned as he felt the foreskin lightly nibbled on just as Axl began to build speed. The sound of slapping flesh reverberated around the room as Axl began to breathe heavier. He leaned forward and began to stroke his brother, behind, Axl shook and slowed. With a last push, he buried himself and gasped, leaning his body over Cooper's back and panted.
Moments later, he pulled back and rotated on his back. Slapping Cooper's ass he got the hint and raised his hips so Axl could shimmy under him. Finally, Cooper began to thrust his hips into Axl's mouth. Brow crinkling, he shook, then gave one last deep thrust. Groaning, he waited before finally lifting his body so Axl could slip off the bed. Blaine looked down at them both, quite aware he was the last one to finish. Sitting up, Cooper pulled Blaine's cock so he could sit up. Higher now, Axl came up behind him and spread his cheeks as Cooper sucked him harder. Both of them working on him at once was too much. He grunted, then came. Cooper paused and waited until he was done completely before patting his belly. Scooting off the bed, Cooper headed to the bathroom, hold his cheeks together. Blaine laughed loudly, but Axl had no idea why. Sighing, he groaned and pushed himself off the bed. Picking up his clothes, he pulled Axl out of the room and back into his own. Once inside, he closed and locked the door.
"How was it?" he asked, genuinely curious.
"It was alright I guess." Axl shrugged. "But nothing compares to you B." he whispered, leaning in, rubbing their noses together.
"He's not that good at sucking cock either." Blaine whispered to him, he lower.
"Oh well. We got that over with. Don't' think I'm mean or anything…but I don't think I want to mess around with him again." he said with a sigh.
"It was fun, but yeah, I don't either.
There was a tiny bark that made him jump. Looking over at the door, he dressed and ran over to it. Opening it, the pup sauntered out, stopping at his feet and licking his toes. Grinning broadly he sat there in front of the door and pick up his little treasure. With a contented sigh, he carried her over to the bed and lay down next to Axl. Wagging its tail, it sniffed them before licking at their ears. Feeling a little nip, he hissed and noticed the pup was crouched downa dn pulling at his shirt. Axl reached down and put his hand around the muzzle, moving it back and forth playfully. With an excited growl, she leapt at him and gave a bark.
"I love you so much. I can't believe you got me a puppy." He said, scooting closer and hugging him tightly.
"Anything for you Blaine." He whispered.
"Go get your guitar. I want you to play us something." He urged, enjoying the look that spread across his face, as if he forgot he had something to play with too.
Nodding, he leapt off the bed and thundered out of the room and down the stairs. Laughing, he reached for the pup and grabbed her legs, making her chase his fingers.
"What am I gunna call you my little dragon…." He whispered, moving his hand back and forth in front of her.
She barked and crouched as he walked his hand forward. When it was three or four inches away, she made to rush forward tripped over her long ears. Making his hand land on her, he scratched her tummy and made it crawl up her chest before and pulled gently at her legs. Growling she finally caught him. Then she looked up and began to circle. Springing to his feet, he picked her up and flew down the stairs, determined to get her outside before she made a mess. Almost running into Axl, he swerved and zoomed around him. Hearing his name called, he was sure Axl would figure out why he was rushing. At the foot of the stairs, he turned and slipped on a pair of bedroom slippers and made his way through the kitchen and out onto the deck.
Luckily, the snow had melted off it enough so she could be set down and do her business without freezing. Still, he shook quite a bit as she sniffed around before turning in a circle. Turning his back he gave her privacy. In a few moments, he felt her tugging at his pants. Looking down, he smiled as she peered up at him. Hoping she could walk herself inside and moved forward slow, making sure she followed. In the kitchen she halt and shook her body. From the living room, he heard the sound of Axl on his new guitar. Below the pup cocked her head to the side and waddled in the direction of the noise. Closing the door and slowly followed and sat down on the couch after he took the two steps down into the circled living room. Axl was turning the tuners and finally looking up. Smiling broadly, he acted like he wanted to jump up and down.
"Blaine….how much did you spend on this." He said seriously.
"I'm not saying. It's worth it just to see you happy. Besides, your gift to me was way better…I feel bad I didn't get you more." He said, enjoying the look of disbelief Axl had.
"You're friggin crazy B." he said.
"Eh.." he said lazily turning his head.
His pup was bouncing on its feet, like it wanted to come down into the room. But the distance must have been too high. She whined and looked up at him, too scared to jump. Reaching out, he scratched her, but didn't help her down. He wanted to pick her up but she had to learn to get down on her own. Giving a high pitched bark, she crouched, then made to jump but lost her footing and fell down the two steps. Chuckling, he patted her rump as she sniffed around and explored the room. Though he gave most of his attention to Axl, he kept an eye her, determined to keep her from not making a mess. Coming to the Christmas tree, she sniffed around and made to bite a package. Rising, he quickly crossed the room and pulled her tail playfully. Spinning she chased him back across the room until he flopped onto the floor. From there, he played with her while Axl played his guitar.
The sun had already set by the time Axl was done. Setting the guitar down and walked over and sat neck to Blaine, knowing he had to leave to get home. Blaine didn't want him to go. This had been one of the best Christmas's of his life. Also, he didn't want to be alone. Sure Cooper was there, but he hadn't emerged from his room once since their play had ended. At the moment, he pup was having fun trying to catch one of his dad's tennis balls he had found in a closet earlier. Sighing, he rose and helped Axl pack his things and finally walked him out to his car. Feeling depressed, he leaned into him, begging him to stay. Axl sounded just as miserable, but had to go home. He had already stayed longer than he had meant to. With a last kiss, he got into his car and drove away in the dark. Sighing, he hurried back inside. Yawning, he looked around and was happy to see his pup was still growling and biting the tennis ball. Feeling his mood lift again, he crouched and picked her up. Holding her, he held her out and looked into her eyes. Her long body swung from side to side from her tail wagging. Bringing her in, he grinned as she licked his face and cuddled close to him. Turning the light off, he headed up stairs and paused at Cooper's open doorway.
"Hey Coop." he said sadly, walking over and lying next to him on the bed.
"Hey B." he smiled, and seemed to realized Axl had left.
Reaching out, he scratched her ears and pulled him in for a hug. Blaine smiled broadly as he sat back in bed and watched the movie Cooper was watching on his TV. Giving a large yawn, the pup finally settled down and snuggled closer to Blaine.
Chapter Text
"Come on, Dany!" he called to her.
Sitting on an inflatable raft, Blaine's basset hound puppy stared at him from the middle of the indoor pool. He was sitting on one of the steps at the shallow end. She was becoming very fond of the pool as of late. It had been two months since she had become a part of his life, and had grown quite a bit. Slapping the edge of the pool, he called her over again. Cocking her head to the side, he looked at his hand, then back to his face. Giving a small huff, she laid her head back down on the raft. Chuckling, he slid off the step and into the pool. Immediately, her head popped up, and the sound of her tail slapping against the raft with each wag echoed around the room.
Submerging until just his eyes were above the water, he moved forward stealthily. Dany gave a playful growl and eyed him with anticipation. Grinning, he added more speed about halfway to her. A series of barks erupted from her maw as he submerged completely. Once underneath the raft, he surged upward just as she hopped into the water. The raft flipped and flew off the surface before landing on the edge of the pool. Following the line of her paddling legs, he let her climb onto the steps and tried to hop out onto the edge. Her short legs couldn't really propel her with enough power launch her out of it.
Surprisingly, she loved the water so much they had to install a small gate to keep her out of the room when no one was there. Coming up behind her, he gently placed his palms under her back legs. Knowing the routine, she placed her back paws on his paw, so he could lift her back end enough for her to exit easily. Once out of the water, she turned her head and made a playful snap at his fingers as he attempted to grab at her front legs. Smiling, he rose and waited for her to shake the excess water of her body. After a few shakes, she looked back at him, signaling she was done.
Climbing the steps, he reached to the side and grabbed a towel and sat down on the floor by the gate. Immediately, she went to him and waited as he picked up a few dog treats. In order to dry her off without having to chase her down before she got the water all over the house, he had created a game of sorts. Using her borrowing instinct, he would place a treat in the middle of a folded towel that would be hers to have if she could get it. Once folded, she would have to dig through the towel to get it, by doing so her fur would eventually dry. Still, he had to usually manually do the finishing touches.
"I can't believe you got her to do that." Said a voice of amusement.
"Hey Coop." he grinned up at him.
"I can't believe you named her after the chick on Game of Thrones either." he went on.
Sitting on one of the kitchen stools, he watched him play with Dany for a bit. He had decided to call her Daenerys, or Dany for short, after the character in the Game of Thrones books. Cooper had thought he had named her after the actress's character. Though Blaine had seen her on the show often, his decision was based on the books, not the television show. They had discussed it so often, Blaine had just given up trying to explain to Cooper about his original source of inspiration. Deciding she was dry enough, he opened the gate and she shot threw it. The sound of her clattering paws raced across the kitchen tiles and became muffled as she bounded onto the carpet. Blaine smiled as he watched the white tip of her tail disappear around the corner. Cooper looked at him with a smirk as he rose. Shaking his own hair, he picked up another towel as Cooper walked through the gate and stood at the edge of the pool. Wrapping the towel around his body, he exited into the kitchen and looked back.
Pausing, he noticed Cooper looking at him. Without any hesitation, his brother stripped completely, apparently planning to go skinny dipping. Looking back, Cooper smirked at him and turned. Frowning, he raised an eyebrow as Cooper pointed at his groin. Blaine didn't really get it, but he grudgingly glanced down. Immediately, he knew what he was pointing at. The last time he had seen his brother's…lower parts, they had been shaved almost to the skin. Now, a thick dark mass of hair covered the entire region. Though not as thick as his own, Blaine figured once it was full, it would be.
"That looks a lot nicer Coop." he admitted, actually finding the area much more attractive than last time he had studied it.
"I know…though…"he said, with a hint of a grin. "It don't look as big when it's hard though."
Blinking, he stared in disbelief as Cooper began to stiffen. He should be turning away, but that didn't happen. The changes were remarkable and very impressive. Biting his lip, he turned and walked away, having to wrap the towel tighter around his waist as he hardened as well. From behind, there was a chuckled. Turning again, he almost stumbled as he caught the sight of Cooper actually pumping his meat. Giving a wink, Cooper released his cock and dove into the pool.
Shaking his head, he turned and hurried out of the kitchen, hoping to find Dany ready to play. It would give his mind an excuse to forget what he had just seen. Coming to a halt, he peered into the large rounded living room. Not seeing anything, he began to move off to the side when he caught movement by the couch. Turning back around, he took a step into the room. Dany erupted from behind the couch and charged toward him. Grinning, he flopped onto the floor and held out his hands. She gave a yip and growled as she snapped at his fingers. Grinning, he reached forward and gently pulled at her paws.
Giving another bark, she pulled away and sprinted back to the couch, hiding around the corner. He loved watching her run. When she sprinted really fast, she appeared to be a living slinky as her long back bunched together with every bound. She charged again and finally, halted, panting with exhaustion. Licking his hand, she climbed the two steps back up into the open area between the living room and dining room. Her tail wagging, she headed into the kitchen. A moment later, he heard the sound of lapping water as she drank from her bowl. Looking down, he realized he had sat his wet body down onto the carpet, standing, he headed through the round room and made his way up the stairs and into his room.
Pausing just before his door, he glanced to the right into Cooper's room. The light was on and the door wide open. Biting his lip, he took a few steps into the room. Not sure what he was looking for, he just stared at the bed. In his mind, the whole scene with Cooper and Axl played out again. His dick hardened again. Feeling ashamed, he turned and walked out of the room and into his own. Drying off, he slipped on shorts and a t-shirt, ready for bed. He had stayed up too long. It was almost midnight and he had school in the morning.
Giving a high pitched whistle, he turned off his the light and jumped onto the bed. A moment later, Dany's shadow came through the doorway and approached the bed. He sat up and smiled as she bounded up the dog steps onto his bed. Shuffling forward, she licked his face nuzzled his neck before turning in a circle and rooted under the blankets. Her tail was the last part he glimpsed as a large bulge in the blankets moved to the foot of the bed. Sighing with contentment, he laid back and closed his eyes. With all his senses coming to a halt, he became aware of his hard on. Shaking his head, he turned to the side, but for some reason, he opened his eyes.
Cooper's silhouette was standing in the doorway. He felt no fear or worry as he stepped into the room. Without saying a word, he slipped under the blanket on the other side of the bed. After a slight hesitation, Blaine felt the blanket shift a bit, and suddenly he felt a hand grabbing onto his hard on through his shorts. He made no move to stop Cooper as he lifted the waist line of his shorts. Finger's wrapped around his shaft and he gave the smallest of moans. Reaching down, he shoved his own shorts down, making his wood easier to access. There was a small chuckle, but nothing derisive.
The gripped him tighter, before it moved up and down slowly. Wanting more, he scooted closer to his brother, opening his legs a bit. Taking the hint, another hand reached down and fondled his nuts. Through the dim light, he could make out his outline. Still nude, his brother's body lay above the covers. Blaine could make out the outline of his hard member. It looked huge, though he knew it wasn't. With a shaky hand, he lifted it into the air and reached for it. Cooper's hand stopped as he saw the movement.
"B, you don't have to. I just wanted to help you out…it wasn't fair for me to tease you downstairs." He said in a low voice.
He knew that, but he actually was curious as to what would happen. Finally wrapping his fingers around the shaft, he gave it a squeeze. Cooper groaned deeply, his head fell back to one of Blaine's pillows. Grinning, he looked back at him. His eyes were closed, but a small smile played across his lips. Glancing back down, he noticed it was definitely bigger than his own in both length and thickness. It was also perfectly straight. Frowning, he looked down at his own. Since before he could remember, he had wished his was like that. Grudgingly, he had come to accept the slight left curve of his own. Both of them were uncut, and at the moment, he had the thicker bush in his groin.
Feeling a bit ashamed, he began to pump Cooper's length with haste. Cooper released his grip on Blaine's dick as he began to make a twist towards the top of the head. Staring down, Blaine battled with his curiosity. He wanted to taste him, but couldn't bring himself to do it. Maybe…some other time. Still, he wanted to finish what he started. Shifting, he crawled out from under his blanket and sat in front of Cooper. Using both hands, he gripped the shaft from the base to the head and pumped like crazy. Hips thrusting upward, his body left the bed.
"It's been so long since…." He trailed off.
Blaine figured he and Axl had been the last ones he'd been with…though he hadn't him. Cooper bad blown him, but he hadn't reciprocated the act. Now though, he bit his lip. Knowing it was wrong, he lowered his head. Before he could wrap his lips around it, cum shot out of Cooper. Almost as if by instinct, he dropped his head and wrapped his lips around the head. Hot salty liquid filled his mouth as Cooper's hips jerked upward erratically. A hand dropped down and rest against the back of Blaine's head as the orgasm came to an end. Sitting up, Blaine looked at Cooper. Panting, Cooper finally opened his eyes and looked at him.
"Why did you do that? You didn't have to B. You didn't have to touch me at all." He said, sounding taken aback.
"I just…I was curious. That's all. It won't happen again though. I promise Coop." he replied feeling Cooper wasn't happen with his actions.
"B, you sound like you expect me to be mad. I'm not mad little brother. Kind of touched really. Want me to finish you up real quick?" he asked, sounding hopeful.
"You'd better." He gave a slight chuckle.
Returning the chuckle, he patted the bed and Blaine slipped back under the blanket, his cock throbbing. Patting his belly, Cooper went down on him. Almost instantly, he came. Giving a surprised gasp, Cooper was able to keep it all in his mouth. Still shaking, Blaine looked up at the dark ceiling, incredibly tired. The bed shifted and Cooper stepped off the bed. Leaning down, he ruffled Blaine's hair. As he passed by the foot of the bed, he patted the large lump that was Dany. Now that he listen, Blaine could hear her snoring quite loudly. Letting out a snort, he smiled up as Cooper exited his room. Turning, Cooper smiled at him in the doorway before pulling the door closed. Sighing happily, he closed his eyes and patted Dany. She gave a huff, then crawled up his side and dropped her head onto his chest as he snuggled close to her.
AXL'S POV
"We were wondering if you and Blaine were wanting to have another…get together…"said Darren, his low voice sounding somewhat nervous.
Looking up, Axl stared at him, then to Shawn, and then back to Darren with a smirk.
"Actually…..yea, we've been waiting for you to bring it up. We've wanted to do it for a while, but you two didn't say anything." He chuckled, eyeing them.
"Is Sam going to be in it?" asked Shawn.
Darren gave him a sideways glance that Shawn didn't notice. Smirking, Axl looked down at his food. Taking a bite of apple, he looked back at them. They were watching him, waiting for an answer. He opened his mouth, as if to speak, but then took another bite out of his apple. Shawn continued to watch him, unaware of Darren's gaze. Finally, he swallowed and looked between the two.
"I'm not sure if Sam will be there…I'm sure he will if Blaine mentions it to him." He said, then went on. "Do you want him to be invited?" he asked.
"Ye—"said Shawn.
"No—"said Darren, at the same time.
They looked at each other for a few minutes. Axl felt there was an unspoken word between them.
"Why do you want him there?" Axl asked Shawn.
"Well, the more the merrier. He'd feel left out if he wasn't included…also….our di…" he said, the sentence falling off halfway through the statement.
Axl guessed that what Shawn meant to say was that their dicks looked almost exactly alike, from color, length, and the small curve downward.
"Why don't you want him to join?" he asked Shawn, wondering what he'd say.
"Um," he said, glancing at Shawn for the briefest of moments, "it would be an uneven number. One person would be left out in a way." He said, looking relieved that it sounded reasonable.
Both of them were blushing, not looking at the other. Axl looked at them, wondering if what the two felt was more than just a crush. Looking around, Axl studied the area. On Fridays, the school allowed students an extra fifteen minutes for lunch. Their table was off to the side, near an area where there were no windows pointed in their direction. The rest of the tables outside were full, but none close to them. After a few moments of silence, he decided to ask again.
"So….do you two want Sam there or not?" he asked.
"Yeah, it'll be fun." He said, half turning his head to meet Darren.
Darren hesitated, then shrugged with a nod. Axl felt the air between the three of them go cold. Shawn gave a frown and looked back at Axl, as if asking for help. Looking behind him, Darren didn't catch the hand movement he gave Shawn. Grinning, Shawn scooted so close to Darren, there didn't seem to be an inch of free space between them. Turning his head, he looked at Shawn with a raised eyebrow. The only hint of what was going to happen was Shawn's right shoulder shifted in a strange way. Axl heard the distinct sound of a zipper being pulled down. Gasping, Darren looked down at his crotch, then back up. Giving Shawn a scared look, he shook his head.
Shawn's perfect white teeth showed as his face broke out into a smile. Chuckling, Axl noticed that though Darren had shook his head no, he wasn't moving away to stop the unseen activity that was happening below the table. Sighing, Axl picked up a cookie off his tray and began to eat it, as if there was nothing going on. He didn't feel left out of this one, as he was the one who had instigated it. His face turning a darker shade, Darren bit his lip and closed his eyes. There was a vein that was throbbing on his forehead that gave away how close he was. Looking around again, Shawn made sure there was no one to witness Darren's release.
Winking at Axl, he gently pushed Darren back far enough to expose his lap. Not able to help himself, Axl leaned over and looked at the monster cock that Shawn had in his hands. The view didn't last though. Almost immediately, Shawn dove down and wrapped his lips around the head of Darren's cock. One of Darren's large hands landed on the back of Shawn's head. Grunting, he pushed him down as far as he could. Eyes still closed, Darren's lips moved silently as the he came to the edge of release. Letting out a tiny whimper, he shook and held Shawn's head down all the way, not letting it up at all. Breathing hard, he finally opened his eyes and gave Axl a silly grin.
Snorting, Axl rose and gave the still hunched over Shawn a pat on the back as he made his way back to the school. About half way to the door to the school, he turned and glanced back. Both of his friends look flustered, yet extremely satisfied. Chuckling, he turned back and ran smack into the door as someone swung it open. Suddenly, everything went dark and he felt himself fall to the ground. Sounds faded and he was lost into unconsciousness.
When he woke, everything was dark. For a moment, he was scared to death he had went blind. Then, he felt something wrapped over his eyes. Beginning to sit up, he felt a hand fall atop his chest and keep him down. Someone was talking to him, but he didn't recognize the voice. Beginning to panic, he pushed the hand away and sat up abruptly. There was a gasp and he felt hot liquid roll down his cheeks.
"Axl, stay down." he heard someone familiar say.
He couldn't put the name to the voice, but he felt it on the tip of his tongue. Sighing, he stayed down this time. The blackness over his eyes lightened, let out a relieved sigh. Slowly, a rag was lifted off his face, replaced by an icepack. Blinking through the light, he stared up into Shawn and Darren's faces. Next to them was the school nurse. A kind looking woman with grey hair peered at him. Frowning, he felt something was missing, but couldn't recall what it was. Picking up a pen light, the nurse pointed it at his nose. Suddenly, he felt pain in his nose and noticed how bulky it felt. Eyes widening, he began to sit up again. This time, Darren placed a large hand on his chest. After a moment, the nurse nodded at Darren and he lifted his hand.
"Sit up, slowly Axl." She said kindly.
Nodding, he rose in increments until he could look at everything at a vertical level again. Staring around, he glanced at the large hanging mirror on the wall by the door. His nose looked puffy, and red. Sitting in a chair next to a desk, another student sat watching him. Looking a bit on edge, he dropped his eyes in shame. Frowning, he realized he'd never seen the kid before.
"He's new." Said Shawn.
"I didn't see you coming toward the door, so I just pushed it open. I'm sorry." He said timidly.
"Wasn't your fault," Darren ginned, "Axl should have kept his eyes forward instead of trying to watch…." He broke off, his skin turning pink.
"Watch what?" he asked blankly.
"Nothing." Said Shawn.
"Well, I don't think your nose is broken, just bruised. It should be fine in a few days. You did fall to the ground and I think you had a mild concussion. So I'm going to release you to head home early. Shawn will be driving you home since he lives right next door." She said, nodding to him.
"She won't let me leave early though." Darren sulked.
"Sorry. I'm already stretching the rules for Shawn here." She said blandly.
The guy in the chair stood and reached out his hand. Looking at it, Axl looked up at him. Sighing, he reached out and was pulled to his feet. Standing, Axl almost feel back down. Darren stepped forward and put a large hand on his shoulder, keeping him steady. Finally, his head cleared and he felt stable enough to walk. Slowly, he walked forward and made his way out of the nurses office alongside Shawn, Darren, and…
"What's your name?" he asked, glancing at the boy on the other side of Darren.
"What?" he asked, looking up. "Ben. Ben Braeden." He said, looking on edge.
"I hope that bruise goes away before Blaine sees you like this." Chuckled Shawn.
"Who?" he asked, feeling something tug at his consciousness.
Darren and Shawn stopped in their tracks, looking at each other in alarm. No sooner had the word left his mouth did he hear a ping coming from his cell phone in his pocket. Pulling it out, he popped it open and looked at the text. The message was from Blaine. Frowning, he closed the phone and tried to forget about it. Looking up, he realized that that he had continued on without Shawn and Darren.
Coming to a halt, he turned and looked back at them. They were talking in low voices, with worried looks. Next to him, Ben had stopped as well. Shawn huffed and nodded, before returning to his side. Reaching his car, he stumbled into the passenger seat while Shawn took the driver's seat. Once home, Shawn followed him inside into the empty house. Falling onto the couch he looked up at the ceiling while Shawn sat in the armchair.
"You don't remember anyone named Blaine?" Shawn asked him after a long and uncomfortable silence.
"I do, but I can't place it just no…" he broke off, a stream of memories returning to him.
He felt the muscles around his face break into a smile. Next to him, Shawn smiled in a knowing way.
"Remembered have you?" he chuckled with a wink.
Ignoring him, he pulled out his cell and started typing to Blaine. He made sure not to let him know how he'd forgotten him for the past hour. In less than a minute, there was a reply from him. After a while, he looked up to find he was alone. He found it rather funny that he hadn't even noticed Shawn leave. Sighing, he sat up and decided to get down to business.
"Shawn and Darren want to be in another orgy ASAP. They're both wanting to top me like crazy. Lol.
"Perfectly understandable Axman. Have you looked at your ass?"
"I have."
"Describe it for me if you will."
"Well, it's hairy."
"Yea, I know…it's one of the many things I love about you….but I want you to go into detail."
"When you spread them, a thick patch of hair grows on both sides, but right around the rim, it's pink and begs to be played with. It like's to be sucked, to have a tongue pushed into it. It's tight, and takes a lot of effort to keep your tongue in there. You love the way it feels around your uncut cock. It feels so good as you plow into my prostate. I bet you're hard right now, aren't you?" he chuckled as he sent the message.
A picture message was in his inbox. Though Blaine was still in clothes, the massive bulge in his crotch was evident.
"Describe your uncut cock to me B." he ordered, unzipping his pants.
"It's not quite seven inches long, but it curves slightly to the left. The skin is dark and foreskin covers the head completely, even when hard. There's so much precum that comes out, if I'm wear pants it will soak through the fabric. The head is a lighter color, but has a bit more purple in it. Veins run along each side of the shaft, though they don't bulge too much. I never have to use lube to jerk off. I can, and often jerk off two handed, holding it tightly. Sometimes, I like to finger myself until I can feel my prostate pulse with my heart beat. If I push it just right, I can cum instantly. It's hard to do, but I've held my foreskin tight over the head when I cum. White liquid eventually forces its way out at the tip of the skin."
Axl had never known that before, and he instantly wanted to try it next time they met. Glancing at the clock, he noticed that his mom ought to be getting home any time. Sighing, he looked at the phone again.
"We've got to have another orgy ASAP B. They both want Sam to be there, though Darren really wasn't that thrilled when I brought it up."
"I'll ask him. I'm sure he will want to join. Do you think Darren felt jealous when sharing Shawn?"
"Though he won't admit it, I know he does. You might warn Sam that Darren probably won't be too gentle with him."
He heard a car door slam outside followed by footsteps.
"I'll tell him….let's do this soon as possible. I'll let you go. Love you Ax.
"You too, Blaine."
