Bali encounter

By LenZelig  Email
2 parts
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Part 1

The long flight from the states was a strain, but when we arrived at our hotel in Bali, late at night, my young wife and I weren’t interested in sleep. Our bodies still thought it was mid day thanks to a 12 hour time change, so we spent the night with the wild sex that marked each evening since our wedding three days ago.

My wife, Lori, is a real stunner at five foot six, 35-24-34 and full, firm C-cup breasts. Her blond shoulder-length hair, flawless light skin and kissable soft lips complete the package. She’s been insatiable in bed and really enjoys my thick eight inch cock as much as I enjoy the velvet friction in her slick cunt. I enjoy watching my effect on her, seeing her body flush with passion, moaning and shaking as I push her and I to a shattering climax.

We married right after college and both had good jobs waiting when we returned. The trip was a wedding gift from her parents.

I was a business major in college and a varsity swimmer, specializing in freestyle sprints. At five eleven and a muscular 160 lbs. I had lots of interest from both girls and guys. I met Lori during our sophomore years and we’ve been a steady couple ever since.

After that first night we slept most of the next day and night with only a break for a romantic dinner and another hot round of sex. We did some sightseeing the next day and another steamy night before drifting off.

We enjoyed the beautiful beach of our hotel for the next day, getting a nice tan under the tropical sun aided by plenty of high SPF sunblock. We were headed back to our room. My attention was on Lori, looking so sexy in her small bikini when I walked into a brick wall. I staggered from the impact and started to fall backwards when the ‘wall’ grabbed me.

The ‘wall’ was a hugely muscular Balinese man. He’d reached out and clutched me by my lats with arms that easily topped twenty inches. He lifted me back to my feet, showing not the slightest strain in handling my weight. I saw he was a couple inches shorter than me, but with maybe sixty more pounds, all muscle. I’d guess he was a bit younger too, maybe eighteen or nineteen. He was wearing a patterned green wrap tied around his waist that extended past his knee. His head was wrapped in a cloth of the same pattern. Straight black hair extended down his neck to mid back. His torso was uncovered, revealing a massive chest. His pectoral muscles bulged, forcing his dark brown nipples down and toward the sides. A six-pack of abdominal muscles looked like the brick wall I already knew he felt like. His skin was a flawless golden-brown, showing not an ounce of fat on his bulging muscles.

“Are you all right?” He asked in lightly accented English. I shifted my gaze from his fantastic body to his smiling face.

“Yes, thanks to you. I’m sorry. It was my fault. I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

“No harm done. I’m glad I was able to prevent your fall. Bali prides itself on its hospitality,” he said as he slipped an arm about my waist, lightly holding me to his side.

“My husband has been a bit distracted since we’ve arrived for our honeymoon,” added Lori staring at the muscular young man. “You look very strong.”

“I’m as strong as I look. Here feel this,” he offered, making his biceps jump as he curled the arm not holding me.

Lori ran her hands across the huge muscle, tracing the thick vein that was prominent along the top of its bulging surface. “Wow. That muscle is so big...and hard.”

“All of my muscles are big...and hard,” he said with a bit of extra emphasis on the word, all, as he looked directly into her eyes. “If you’d like, let me invite you to my room. I’d like to show both of you, my new friends, some of the pleasures of Bali. I am I Wayan Anugerahi. You can call me Wayan. Will you join me?”

I just looked at him, not knowing what to say. I don’t know what I expected, but my cock knew. It was hard and leaking pre-cum, wetting my trunks. Lori was silent too, just looking wide-eyed at the confident young man.. I saw our new Balinese friend had stretched his arm around her back. His long fingers were blantantly caressing the bottom of her firm breast. The hard point was clearly evident through the flimsy fabric of her top.

We allowed ourselves to be herded through the lush tropical foliage of the hotel’s grounds. I didn’t pay much attention to the short journey. We reached a small, free-standing structure. Wayan led us up onto the small porch and stepped out of his sandals as Lori and I followed suit. I noticed another pair of shoes already in place. He opened the door and urged us inside.

The room, dimly lit from sun filtering through the curtained widows, was similar to our own, but perhaps a bit bigger. The floors were dark hardwood with hotel furniture and chairs in the Bali style. Adjacent to one wall was a king-sized platform bed. I heard the sounds of a shower running somewhere in the back.

A quick motion from Wayan’s hand slipped my trunks over my hips. They dropped to the floor as my, now hard, cock snapped out horizontal. His arm behind my back pulled me against him, his thick, muscular thigh spreading my legs as my cock wetted the green fabric of his wrap.

Wayan’s other hand was busy too. He had pushed Lori’s top over her breasts. It hung loosely about her neck as he openly cupped her firm flesh. Lori was flushed with sexual excitement and had straddled Wayan’s other thigh, humping her damp pubic area against his muscles. She was transfixed on his face. She licked her lips in anticipation. I understood what she was feeling. I was doing the same.

Wayan called out in the local language for a short time. In response the sounds from the shower ended. He looked intently at each of us and continued in English. “I have a big surprise for you. Why don’t you unwrap it? He continued indicating with a glance the knot securing the waist of his garmet.

I moved my hand over the taut flesh of his abdominals but couldn’t break my eyes away from his own. I felt Lori’s hand aleady there, fumbling with the material. The touch of my wife’s flesh caused me to switch my gaze to her. She’d done the same. We had a moment as we recognized our mutual lust for this muscular Asian. We smiled at each other and quickly looked back at the source of our passion.

We struggled with the unfamiliar closure for a minute before our uncoordinated efforts got it loose. I got an end free and pushed it around his back, passing it to Lori who continued to unwind it. It had two turns undone before falling free. I felt the material flutter against my calf as it fell to the floor.

I broke my eyes from his face to glance down the muscles that crowded his torso to the area previously concealed. He was huge, half again as long as me and twice as thick. It was a bit darker than the skin of his body. A couple thick veins crisscrossed its length, visibly pulsing as it was still filling out fully. I noticed he was uncut though the skin was almost fully retracted over the head that was damp from the pre-cum that had already leaked from it.

Lori was the first to reach for it. Her small hand could not completely surround the thick shaft. “I think you like my surprise. But I have another one for you.”

I heard a sound from the back of the room. I looked over and saw another young Balinese man who seemed to be a duplicate of our new friend. He was nude as he strode into the room using a large white towel to continue drying his long, straight, black hair. He saw Lori and I huddled with Wayan and smiled broadly, showing his even white teeth. He said something to Wayan in their common language and got an answer back. His cock, which was larger soft than I am hard, hanging between his extremely thick thighs, sarted to fill out and rise toward horizontal.

“Altough I am first-born, this is my big brother. You can call him Kadek. As you can see he also enjoys meeting new friends.”

As I was watching Kadek dry his long hair as his cock contiued to engorge, now at forty-five degrees, I regained enough composure to venture a question. “You look identical. why do you call him your big brother?”

“We are almost identical, but Kadek is 35 centimeters when hard and I am only 34. I am a centimeter thicker though.” I didn’t know what that was in inches, but it clearly was a lot, easily over twelve. “Kadek doesn’t speak much English, But I don’t think that will be a problem. Do you?”

Kadek finished with the towel and tossed it aside. He came toward us and pulled me against him. “No,” I got out before his lips covered mine. I felt his tongue touch my lips. I parted them to let him inside. Kadek surrounded my body with his strong arms. The bulge of his biceps and triceps under my armpits pushed my limbs out horizontally. I rested my hands on the mellon-sized mounds of his shoulders. My cock was hard pressed against his rock-hard abdominals, leaking its fluid onto his golden skin. As we continued an extended kiss, I felt his long sex-pole press through my thighs and thrust upward against the base of my ball sack.

Without breaking our kiss Kadek maneuvered me toward the bed. I was just following his lead, he was in control here. I didn’t even know where he was heading until I felt him break our kiss and lift me onto the firm mattress. He followed me onto the bed, spreading my legs and settling on his knees between my spread thighs. I looked down at my huge friend, admiring his body. His cock was now a vertical tower in front of his torso and reached upward to the middle of his second row of brick-shaped ab-muscles, that glistened with the residue of the fluids smeared on it by my dripping cock. Half of his black mane draped over his left shoulder, reaching to the middle of the flat plate of his pectoral muscle.

A shake of the bed announced Lori’s arrival to the bed, placed next to me by Wayan, who took position between my wife’s spread thighs. He looked to me identical to his big brother. If there were a difference to their cocks, I couldn’t see it from where I was. Wayan reached up and pulled off his head covering, tossing it aside. A quick shake of his head flicked his long hair about his head like a black cloud. It settled, draped behind his bulging shoulders.

I stole a glance at my wife. Her sole attention was for Wayan. Her body was flushed and breathing rapidly, probably already close to orgasm even though Wayan had barely started with her. As I watched Wayan pushed on top of her, rubbing the long length of his cock over her pubic mound as he moved up for a new kiss.

That must have cued Kadek to resume. He reversed himself, straddling my face in a sixty-nine. He reached underneath to push the straining pole suspended horizontally below his body down toward my mouth. I felt it brush my lips as I opened wide to accept it. Kadek gently lowered the first few inches into me as I reached both of my hands to steady it. He removed his own hand and shortly I felt him lick the length of my own stiff piece.

Now I’m not gay, but I did have a bit of experience. It was sort of a ritual for the new members of the swim team to take care of the veterans after practice and away meets. I was told I was pretty good and, of course, I’d taught Lori what to do to please me. I sure thought that knowledge would put to good use tonight. Next to me I heard the sounds that told me Lori had had her first orgasm just from the external body contact with her strong Balinese lover.

My wife gave good head, but Kadek was phenominal. I went to work on his own member, trying my best. I licked around the crown and the back of the shaft. I tried, but Kadek knew tricks with his mouth I’d never imagined. He flicked my cock rapidly in an especially sensitive spot and I errupted. He swallowed my load. When I recovered a bit I resumed my efforts on the thick member that pinned my head to the bed. I tried to match the things he was doing to me. It must have worked because I was rewarded with a steady flow of his tasty juices.

A glance to my side showed that Wayan had reversed his body to attack my wife’s pussy with his mouth and tongue. Meanwhile Lori struggled with Wayan’s thick member. I think he’d said he was a bit thicker than his brother and Lori’s mouth is smaller than mine. She had both her hands around the long length of shaft that extended from her lips. I saw her body shake as a scream was stiffled by her firmly plugged mouth as Wayan’s actions pushed her beyond the brink again.

I returned my attention to my own situation as I felt Kadek begin to explore my ass. A long finger found my virgin hole. He rubbed it around my opening and gently pressed the tip of his finger at the hole. He removed his probe for a few seconds. When it returned I could feel it was wet and slippery. I hadn’t noticed the lube, but I was glad Kadek had found some. He wasted no time in pushing a finger into me, probing and loosening my hole.

I should have been nervous, waiting for what I knew was coming. I’d never been fucked before and now Kadek was preparing me for the biggest cock I’d ever seen. Its just that Kadek, and Wayan too, were so confident, so in control, that it never occurred to me. I wasn’t thinking, just reacting. I would do whatever these Balinese men wanted, and only hoped they wanted a lot. This must be how my wife feels during a long night with me. How she felt now, I couldn’t even guess. She’d already had several orgasms and her lover hasn’t entered her yet.

Kadek added a second finger, expanding me further for what was to come. As he pushed deeply into me he found a sensitive spot. He touched it and I gasped for air around his cock. He must have been searching for that spot because he started stroking it while working his special magic on my cock with his tongue. Involuntarily my body started shaking. Only my head was still thanks to the fleshy pole spearing it. I made my own stiffled scream of ecstasy as I came again.

The room was air-conditioned, but I was sweating heavily when I recovered my awareness. I still had Kadek’s cock deep in my mouth. From the accumulation of his pre-cum I’d been out of it for a couple minutes. I swallowed it down and resumed my service. He was lightly licking the surface of my own cock, waiting for my recovery. He picked up the pace as he felt me start to respond again. When he resumed his anal probe, I noticed he’d added a third finger while I was gone. He spread them to stretch the opening. I knew he’d need me pretty loose to get the thick piece in my mouth up my ass. He removed his fingers for a few seconds and returned with fresh lubricant for my ass, spreading it as deep as he could reach as he entered me to the knuckles.

Kadek let my cock slip from his mouth. It snapped hard to my abs. He lifted his own piece from my lips. It snapped tight to his torso as he positioned himself between my spread thighs. He lifted my legs so my heels rested in the valleys between his thick neck and bulging shoulders.

I saw that Wayan had positioned himself similarly relative to my wife. Kadek reached between my wife’s spread thighs, dipping his fingers deeply into her soaking cunt. He spead the lubricant over the length of his brother’s rigid cock before repeating the procedure with his own. I thought it fitting that her lubricant was easing my anal initiation.

Kadek said something to his brother and they had a short discussion. Wayan explained. “Kadek thinks you are ready.. Do you know what he is going to do with you?” I nodded. “And you know what I will do with your wife.” Again I nodded. “And then there will be more. Your wife is already lost into pleasure. Kadek and I want to certain you want to proceed. We are your friends, and lovers if you’ll let us, so we will give you this chance to back out. Are you sure you want us to go on?” I nodded once more. “No that’s not good enough. Tell us what you want while you still have the ability to think rationally about it.”

Was I still rational? I didn’t think so. All I could think about was that my hole ached for Kadek’s cock. I wanted them to stop talking and start fucking. But I thought I could still talk, so I did.

“This evening has been a blur to me since I ran into you. I don’t know how I got into this situation.. If your cocks are as talented as your mouths, I don’t want to be anywhere else. I know I can talk for Lori, please fuck us.”

With that Wayan gave a small head motion to his brother. Kadek smiled at me and started to bend me double. His slippery pole dragged across my own straining piece as he moved it into position. He planted his arms by my shoulders and stared down at me. I looked between our bodies to see him push his tip into my spread crack. He angled his body searching for my entrance. I reached down with a hand, gripping the flesh, slick with Lori’s lube, and guided it to the spot. He felt when the tip touched my hole. I looked up at his face and wet my lips. I was ready, I thought, for whatever comes next.

Kadek started to press into me. My sphincter spasmed against the intrusion as it was forced, little by little, to yield to the steely member. I closed my eyes and willed myself to relax as he opened me up. I was stretched as wide as his fingers had opened, but the head was only partially in. A quick stab of Kadek’s hips as I cried out in surprise and he was in. A steady pressure allowed him to insert a few more inches. I glided my hand along his length to where his hard body joined with my flesh, running the tip of my middle finger along my over-expanded ring. I reopened my eyes and smiled up at his face.

Kadek smiled back as I felt him sink deeper. Inside of me he touched the spot he probed earlier with his fingers.. He hit it again and again with a rapid motion from his hips. I writhed beneath him in the unexpected heat of pleasure. Kadek noticed my reaction and his own smile broadened as he observed me helpless from the waves of pleasure he was forcing through my mind. The room filled with the sound of my moaning. A jet of liquid splashed my face, then another.

Kadek was kissing me. He sensed I was back with him and moved away a bit. I opened my eyes. My eyelid was damp and my face wet in places. Kadek leaned back to me and licked up some of the stuff covering me, then offered his tongue to my mouth. I licked him off, tasting my own cum. He repeated that again. The third time, as I reached to clean off his tongue, he snapped it back into his mouth, licked his lips and swallowed.

I winced a bit as he pushed some more cock in. He was definitely beyond the depths prepared by his fingers. I instinctively tensed my body, expecting further pain. Kadek must have felt me react to his intrusion, he backed out a bit and started a slow, steady pistoning motion, keeping a constant friction over my most sensitive spots. As his delightful internal massage sent pleasure signals straight to my brain, I relaxed. That was what Kadek needed to gradually claim more and more of my body.

Kadek increased his pace as I lay dazed beneath his sexual assault. My cock, hard and throbbing, spurting drops of pre-cum onto my abdominals as each new thrust bottoms out. I grab his biceps, bulging on the pillars of his arms, that were planted beside my shoulders to try and anchor myself. The outside world becomes a blur as the feelings from inside dominated my mind.

Faster, deeper, harder becomes my universe. Then a sudden break, a pause, and something new. A pulse runs down the stake spearing my gut. I feel a jet of heat errupt deep inside me, then another, and another. My cock spews in synch with the action inside me. Slowly the intruder withdraws, still spraying my intestines with liquid fire. Then in again, still slowly and still cumming strongly. It goes deeper than before. I feel no pain in the delerium of the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced, but even through my clouded mind I knew something powerful, irresistible, was moving within me to places I’d never known existed before.

My ecstasy seems to last for hours. Then there is a moment of preternatural stillness. The throbbing within me has ended I realize, and my own cock is quiet, resting. The room stops spinning around my head and I focus once more on the visage of the Balinese stud. He’s smiling. A firm pressure on my butt tells me he’s conquered me completely. I can feel his pole, still impossibly hard, plunging down into my depths. A quick tremor runs through it from base to tip, reminding me of its power.

Kadek scoops his arms under my back and rears back so he’s kneeling on the firm surface of our bed. I’m hoisted upright, finally sitting with my butt nestled on his lap, still bent double, my ankles by my ears.. Now repositioned, he moves his hands lower down my back while still supporting me. That allows me to spread my legs past his wide shoulders, eventually resting my knees in the crooks of his arms, a position a bit more comfortable for me.

We are now face to face. I wanted to thank him, to somehow express my gratitude, but he didn’t know my language and I had no words adequate to the task anyway. I just wrapped my arms around the pillar of muscle that was his neck and pulled my self into a passionate kiss. When we broke off I could see he understood.

As I recovered I became more aware. I noticed Lori laying on the bed. Wayan had settled on his knees with his huge thighs widely split so my wife’s cunt could nestle agaist his groin as her legs splayed over the bulging muscles of his thighs. Less than a half inch of the long shaft was visible, tightly clutched by her vaginal lips. Her swollen clit was red from the continual friction of the thick member beneath it.

She appeared to be resting, but I could tell that was not the case. Her eyes were open but unfocused. Her body flushed to a reddish tinge, covered in sweat, and wracked by spasms of small, uncoordinated muscle movements. Breathing was rapid and shallow, punctuated by a low, contiuous moaning. Suddenly a change comes over her. Her eyes snap wide and focus on Wayan. She utters a loud exclamation, then another. She arches her back into a bow that lifts her body clear of the bed, supported by the back of her head and steel pole that is Wayan’s cock.

Wayan is cumming, again. He’s infusing her with more of his seed, but my wife is already full. Cum spurts out from the tight seal around his shaft. After a minute Lori’s muscles go slack and she slumps back to the damp sheets. Not finished, Wayan starts a slow fuck stroke drawing inch after inch of his long member from her body before reinserting himself.

That’s Kadek’s signal to start with me. His hands hold my waist and lift me up. I ride the full length of his shaft powered by his strong muscles. My weight is nothing to him. Kadek is thick enough to rub my sensitive spots continuously. I held his neck as pleasure flowed through me. My cock, still stiff, traveled in the deep groove that splits the rows of his abdominals. He pressed my torso to his, sandwiching my straining cock between our bodies, lubricated by my sweat and cum. As he lowered me down his tall tower of flesh, I could feel it, through the layer of my abdominals muscles, push alongside my own cock.

Kadek speeds the pace building toward his release. I ride the waves of emotion coursing through my body.. I cum, but this time there is no respite. He drives me past the peaks I’d reached before. I cum again and Kadek continues unabated. He lifts me higher than before until just the very tip of his pole remains piercing my body. Then he slams me down to the base in an instant. My body rocks with the impact and he holds me planted to his groin. His cock goes wild inside me, shaking my frame from head to toe. His hot seed spews forth, again, again, and again. I join him.

The cool spray of water revived me. Kadek had carried me into the shower. It was an outside area screened from view by a high wall. Screens enclosed the space above the wall, excluding insects. The sink and toilet were under a small slab of roof to protect from rain, but the shower area with a large tiled floor and a long stone bench was in the open. Several spray heads were mounted high on the wall and now turned on to a full cooling rain. Between the tiled deck and the outer wall were beds of flowering tropical plants. Night had fallen and the area was illuminated by several electric lights.

Kadek was holding me in his arms while he stood under the spray. He was still deep inside me, but not trying to stimulate me; at least no more than his powerful presence in the midst of my body did by its own. I saw my wife sitting on Wayan’s lap as he sat on the bench. he was gently soaping her body waiting for the cool spray to affect her. Lori’s legs were widely split to straddle the thick bulge of his thighs. Wayan had pushed her back a bit so she sat about mid thigh so he had good access to clean her front. That slid about six inches of his cock from her cunt, but that much or more must still be inside.

Kadek said something to his brother. Wayan translated for me. “My brother says you were a good fuck. He will be pulling out of you now.” As Wayan finished, Kadek lifted me high over his head, extracting the long length of his cock from my ass and letting me disentangle my legs from his arms. He set me on my feet in front of him. I saw his cock was still hard, standing upright before his torso. The spray from the shower was rinsing the coating of cum and ass juice from its surface. My abused hole was having trouble adjusting. I felt a steady flow down my inner thighs as I struggled to close the opening he’d forced so wide.

As Kadek started to soap my body, I saw Lori break out of her reverie. First her muscles tensed as her mind regained some control. She whipped her head around, rapidly scanning the area, before fixing on Wayan. She slowly scanned his body, stopping for extra seconds as she saw the thick tube that connected them, then back to his face. She then looked to me, doing a double-take back to Wayan as she saw Kadek. She returned to Kadek and I. Then there was her shock of astonishment as she recognized how big Kadek’s cock was. She quickly returned to Wayan, now understanding what had happened to her and how much of Wayan might still be inside her.

“Wayan? Is that your name?” He nodded yes. “What happened to me? Us? I remember you inviting us to your room, but the rest is a blur.”

“This is my room,” explained Wayan. “You’ve been here most of the evening. That is my twin brother, Kadek. You met him when you got here but I think you were distracted when I introduced him. He’s been fucking your husband while I fucked you. Did you like it? I think you did.”

I could see her trying to process what Wayan told her and fit it with her memory of the evening. She’d always been easily stimulated sexually. My own memories were just a blur of random impressions and intense emotion. I could barely imagine her experience.

“I’ve...I’ve...” She stared at Wayan, then down at his cock, looking along the six inch gap that it bridged before disappearing within her. She looked up and started again. “I’ve never felt anything like it. It’s still like a dream, a wonderful dream.” She looked over at Kadek. “You fucked my husband?”

“Kadek does not understand English, but yes, he did fuck your husband,” Wayan explained. “And after you’re refreshed a bit, he will fuck you, while I have your husband. Are you ready for me to pull out?”

“No. I think I’d want you inside me forever. But, if you must, do it.” She looked down at their junction, waiting.

Wayan moved his hands to the sides of her small waist. He lifted her a bit extracting another inch. I saw a shudder run through her as the motion reminded her of the stimulation he’d given her earlier. Wayan stopped, holding her in suspense, both literally and figuratively. “Oh, I remembered you haven’t introduced yourselves. Now that we’re better acquainted, can you tell us your names?”

Lori looked confused. She looked at Wayan, then where he’d entered her, them back at him. She giggled. “Yes. You’re right. We are better acquainted. What secrets should we have from friends that know us inside and out? I’m Lori and my husband is Peter, Pete Fletcher. We’re from Seattle in the United States. We’ve been friends for three years, but married just five days ago. We’re here in Bali on our honeymoon. I’m glad Pete ran into you. And Wayan, you were right, all your muscles are big and hard, but I think I do have a favorite one,” she added, smiling and looking down again to where their flesh merged.

I thought Lori seemed strangely confident. Wayan completed extracting himself from her body, his cummy pole standing tall and proud, ready for action. Lori, he set on her feet beside the bench. A steady seepage of cum dripped from her onto the tiles where the shower rinsed it away.

Wayan stood behind her and hugged her to his body as he cupped her breasts. Lori meanwhile rubbed her fingers over, around and then in her slit, clearly missing what had seemed a part of her. Wayan was talking to his brother while resuming his washing of Lori’s body. Kadek did the same with me. It was more of a sensual embrace than a scrub down. Soapy hands an fingers roaming over every inch, carressing, probing, massaging. Our bodies almost enveloped in their muscles, encircled by their massive arms, huge thighs moving against our legs, and their powerful sex, hard and ready, just teasing us with its potential, rubbing our skin, pushing at the door, but never actually entering.

After half an hour we were clean and eager for another round. After we dried each other Kadek turned me around for a passionate kiss. When we broke, the boys exchanged us. Wayan’s kiss certain made me feel welcome as did the heat flowing off his cock to mine as we pressed our bodies together.. When Lori and Kadek separated she had one hand holding the middle of his long cock while fingering her clit with the other.

Wayan herded me back to the main room while Kadek followed with my wife. A young man and women in hotel uniforms were in the room when we returned. Wayan was not surprised and spoke to them a bit. I saw they’d changed the sheets on our bed and set up a large tray of fruit and juices. Wayan gave each a Rp 50,000 bill, about $5. They made a small bow, placing their hands together and left. The man hung the Do Not Disturb sign on the door handle as he closed it..

“I thought we might need a bit of refreshment before starting again. It’s important to not get dehydrated and sex, as we like it, burns lots of energy,” explained Wayan.

“Thank you,” Lori responded. “That sounds like a great idea. We certainly don’t want to run out of energy with so much of the night to go.”

Wayan and Kadek moved the table to the side of the bed. We sat down on the edge of the bed with Wayan and his brother in the middle by the table and Lori and I outside with our new partners.

Wayan poured me a tall glass of pineapple juice and some for himself while Kadek took care of Lori.

“To friendship,” proposed Wayan, adding a translation for his brother. We all clicked glasses and drank.

“To intimacy,” proposed Lori and we toasted again.

“To love,” I added.

Then Kadek made a long contribution. “To sex, long, hot, sweaty sex, followed by more sex,” Wayan translated. We all laughed and drained our glasses.

Wayan refilled our glasses then speared a section of pineapple. He brought it to my mouth and I bit it off the fork. He had a piece himself. Kadek was similarly feeding my wife. We contiued that way sampling pieces provided by our partners and drinking more juices.

“What is that?” Lori asked, indicating an unfamilar fruit with a hard outer husk.

“That’s a local delicacy. a mangosteen. Let me show you.” Wayan grabbed one and cut the husk in half with a knife. Kadek followed suit. Inside were segments of fruit. He pulled off a segment and offered it to me. It was very sweet and tasty.

“That’s really nice. It’s so sweet,” Lori said after savoring hers. Kadek put another in her mouth. The next she took in her mouth, then kissed Kadek passing him the piece. Kadek licked his lips and placed another in her mouth. This she reached in and extracted in her fingers. Lori raised the piece to Kadek’s mouth then pulled it away. She waved it around his head a bit teasing him before lowering her hand and pushing it between the lips of her vagina. Looking at Kadek she stuck out her index finger and pushed it in a couple inches.

Kadek raised a finger to her face and wagged it slowly back and forth to say, no, no, no. He stood up facing Lori seated on the bed. She looked up at the muscular Balinese man with a defiant expression, crossed her arms across her breasts and closed her legs; playful but a challenge nonetheless. Kadek reached for her knees, siezing them in a firm grip. With no apparent effort he forced them apart, split more than forty-five degrees and stepped between them. Lori still looked at him with her mock-severe expression. Kadek made a big smile and curled his mighty arms, levering Lori’s knees above his shoulders as she flops backwards. With a shout of surprise Lori finds herself suspended upside-down a few inches above the mattress.

Kadek dips his head forward and plunges his long tongue into Lori’s soaked snatch. A few seconds of movement and searching and out it comes with his prize on the tip. He looks through her split thighs to show Lori his victory which she acknowledges with a big smile. Kadek lays her back on the bed, kneeling between her legs. Taking another segment of the fruit he shows it to her and moves it to her cunt. He pulls it back, wagging a no, no, no, with his finger before popping it into his mouth. He then points to his cock, standing hard and straight before his torso and rubs the long length of the shaft over her slit while nodding, yes, yes, yes.

With that Kadek reaches under her legs to get her by the waist and curls her off the bed, holding her cunt a few inches above the point of his sex spear. No thought of defiance now, Lori, legs splayed wide by the bulging muscles of Kadek’s arms, Looks down at the big cock poised to enter her and wets her lips. But Kadek sees the need to demonstrate to my wife the proper submission that normal women and men should give to a stud of his caliber. He lowers her untl half the flaring mushroom of the head has entered her and holds. Lori writhes in his grasp trying to get more. It’s futile. He lifts her off a fraction, using the side of the crown to plow her lips and tease her clit. He rubs her up and down over the surface of his tall pole, mixing her juices with his pre-cum, getting himself ready while driving her to a frenzy. She has her first orgasm.

“Please, Kadek, please, please, please,” she begs. This needs no translation. Kadek lowers her onto his shaft and stands to his feet in one smooth motion. Lori takes it, all of almost fourteen inches, to the hilt, having another shattering explosion before reaching the bottom. She rests her head on Kadek’s shoulder, arms about his thick neck.

Kadek carries her to the other side of the king bed and lays on his back with Lori on top. Lori sits up, kneeling astride his groin, fully impaled by his spike. She starts riding him.

Now it’s my turn. Wayan lays his back on the bed and I straddle his narrow waist. I reach behind me to position his member at the proper spot. Holding it steady I sit back. I feel it press agaist me. I apply a it more force and it breaches the gate. Wayan was telling the truth. He is thicker. I didn’t see it, but my ass can feel it.. It’s not a problem with all Kadek’s cum lubricating my gut. I take more, four inches, six, eight, ten, twelve, then the rest. I’m sitting on his hips, his straight black pubic hair tickling my balls.

I placed my hands, one on each of Wayan’s bulging pecs, the fingers trapping the firm nubs of his tits. Now it was my turn to ride this stallion. I lifted my ass up his pole, feeling the exquisite friction as it dragged across every sensitive spot, in and out, slow then fast, short then long. The heat built in my body. My own cock as stiff as I’d ever felt it, dripping a steady flow onto the mounds of Wayan’s abs. I felt the inevitable approaching, I was flying up and down his cock at warp speed, getting the max from each of his many inches. At the end I just stroked his flange across my most sensitive spot. My first jet hit the wall behind the bed. Before the second, Wayan bucked his hips, cramming the remaining eight inches up my gut, then flooded me with his sperm as I laid lines of cum over his face and body.

As I shot my final spurt I collapsed on Wayan’s torso, pulling a few inches of his still spewing cock from my bottom. He surrounded my chest with his strong arms. Bucking his hips to shove a few inches in every time he spurted, he continued to flood me with his hot seed for minutes after I finished.. Eventually the throbbing from his buried member stopped. I rested, my head on his shoulder. But, of course, Wayan was just starting.

He moved out from beneath me, extracting his cock from my ass in the process. With me face down, he spread my legs and moved in position between them. He lifted my hips a bit and shoved a pillow in to improve his access. He positioned my cock until it pointed toward my feet, stroking it in a firm grip to restore it to firmness. I felt his cock touch my ass. He lay on top of me, filling me up in one motion.

Wayan’s flesh touched me from head to toe. It felt like his body was surrounding my own. He must have supported most of his muscular weight on his knees and elbows, but he allowed enough to rest on me so I could feel each of his muscles press into my back. Both of his thick thighs, each larger than both of mine, split my legs. His bulging quadraceps massaged my cock with every movement of his body. His massive upper arms were immoveable pillars caging my chest. A wrist was gripped securely in each hand.

He dipped his head beside mine. His long black hair draped down like a curtain, blocking out the world. He whispered. “How long are you staying in Bali?”

“Another seven days,” I answered, also whispering though I didn’t know why.

“You will spend it with us,” he stated. It was clear that was already decided and I had no desire to dispute it. “We have a villa in the highlands of Central Bali. There’s just our wives and younger brothers.. They will all be happy to meet you.”

“You’re married? You wives won’t mind you bringing us home?”

“Of course not. They are both six months pregnant and we are very big.” He made a long stroke in my ass to emphasize the point, as if I needed reminding. “It has been a long time since we felt safe to make love to them. But you are small enough to do it safely, so they will be delighted to see you.”

With eight inches I’d never have imagined being selected for my small size. “I’d be happy to be of service. You’ve been so kind to me and my wife. Why didn’t your younger brothers fill in? Are they too young?”

“No, two are sixteen and two, fourteen, and sexually quite experienced. I’m sure you both will enjoy meeting them. But they are all much bigger than you, so there is the same problem for our women.”

“How big are they?” I asked as I imagined what a week with six guys like Ricky and Kadek might be like for Lori and I, not to mention the wives.

“The oldest are both 29 centimeters and the others, 26, but they should grow some yet. The others may add a centimeter or two as well. I don’t know what that is in English measures, but, as I said, it is more.”

“Where are your parents?”

“They died in an automobile accident three years ago. Since then, Kadek and I have been in charge of our family. We inherited our land and family home. We grow very fine coffee. The cool highlands and volcanic soil is ideal. There was also a considerable amount of money in the bank, so we are quite well off. My brother and I married six months ago. Our women are very beautiful, as is your wife. They will have much in common.”

“You certainly got lucky with your wives right away. Congratulations.”

“Yes. The men of our family are very potent. Our parents always made us promise, no sex with women until we married.”

“You certainly were good boys and listened to your parents, so you only had sex with men until then. You certainly made up for lost time though. You gave Lori a month’s worth of orgasms in a few hours and, from her sounds, Kadek is giving her next month’s right now. At least she’s still on the pill, so we don’t have to wory about pregnancy.”

“That’s what the Australian couple we met two months ago said too.”

“Oh, so we’re not the first. How did they work out?”

“We met them at the beach at the hotel here, on their honeymoon, like you. They were able to stay at our villa for four days before returning to Sydney. We heard last month they’re expecting twins.”

“How can you be so casual about it? Weren’t they angry at you?”

“What’s the problem? We’re married. They’re married. You’re married. I’m sure you’ll give our sons a good home. And, it gives you an excuse to visit us again, so your sons can see their fathers. We will teach them about language, culture and sex, like our parents taught us. And you can get reaquainted with us and our family. I’m sure you’d like that.” He began a steady thrust in my butt. It was slow and just a few inches, but it was enough to remind me of the pleasure he could give.

I had a million questions but couldn’t think of one. It was suddenly unimportant. “Just fuck me,” was all I could say.

He did. He lifted his head, raising the curtain of his hair from about my head. He flipped his head tossing it onto his back. I noticed that Lori too was positioned face down, moaning softly into a pillow as Kadek pistioned her doggy style. He’d already deposited several fresh loads in her as her cunt was dripping steadily with the overflow. I wondered if our sons would have one father or two, or did that make a difference with identical twins? Wayan’s first power stroke snapped my attention back to me.

In a minute my moans made a duet with Lori’s. I went from one peak to the next and the next, shooting my gun each time but never running short of ammo. And each time Wayan spewed gushers of his hot seed into my gut. His body, his smell, his cock became my whole world.. Time was measured by his heartbeat, his motions and his erruptions. My moans dissolved into just a loving repeat of his name.

When the world returned I was still weakly repeating my ‘Wayan’ mantra. Light from outside was filtering into the room. Wayan had rolled us to our sides. He was sleeping behind me, still coupled, his arms and legs entwined with mine, holding me tighly to him.

My wife was facing me, still sleeping. She was mumbling something in her dreams but the only word I could understand was ‘Kadek’. I wasn’t jealous. I reached out and lightly caressed her hand.

Kadek was behind her, holding her to him with a muscular arm about her chest, it’s hand cupping a firm breast. One of his thick legs split hers. I thought his golden-brown skin made a nice contrast to my wife’s lighter tan shade. Kadek was, naturally, still deep inside her, but he’d shifted to her ass at some point, probably because her pussy was full. Lori’s upper thighs were coated from the spilled excess cum. Some still dripped from the opening.

I saw Kadek stir. He raised his head a bit and saw I was also awake. He smiled at me. He made a slow hip motion that plugged the few inches that had slipped from Lori during the night back into her.

Lori’s eyes snapped wide as she awoke. “Oh, Kadek, I love you,” she shouted. Then she saw me. Then softy, “Pete, dear, I’m sorry.”

“It’s OK,” I assured her. “I love Kadek too. And Wayan. Who wouldn’t after last night? But, I still love you and want to share our lives togeher.”

Kadek called to his brother. I felt him move behind me. He took a few slow strokes in my ass then checked my cock with his hand. I was hard.

“Good morning. I hope you enjoyed last night as much as we did.” There was really no need to say anything to that. “Before we get on with the day I think it’s time for our newlyweds to make love.” He added something for Kadek.

It became instantly clear to me that while my wife and I would have sex, our bodies were still controlled by our Balinese lovers. Wayan enveloped me with his muscles just as Kadek did with Lori. They closed the space between us until our bodies pressed together. A motion of Wayan’s hips inserted my cock into Lori’s cunt. It was bathed in their churning sperm.. Lori was obviously seriously stretched from the brothers’ fucking, but soon adjusted to my smaller thickness to apply delightful pressure on my cock.

Wayan began a steady motion with his hips, partly sliding through my ass and partly stroking my cock in my wife. I was not alone. I was sharing Lori with Kadek. I could feel his huge meat moving inside her, rubbing against my cock separated only by a couple thin layers of her internal tissues. I was stroking her with my arms while she was held in Kadek’s strong embrace. Her hands touched me but then drifted to Wayan. We belonged to each other, but we both belonged to Wayan and Kadek. As I looked into her eyes it was clear we both knew the new facts of our life.

Always very sensitive, Lori was first to have an orgasm, and the second. As Wayan flooded my gut, I added some spurts of my sperm to the flood from the twins that filled her. Kadek simultaneously added a new jets in her gut. She shouted, “Kadek, Kadek, Kadek,” as she came again stronger than before. I kissed her as Kadek spoke something softly into her ear.

The boys built us up for another round. For Lori it was enough to put her near delerium by the end. I was exhausted, but well satisfied when we disentangled. Kadek carried Lori to the shower while Wayan sat on the edge of the bed, me recovering on his lap, and made a couple phone calls. I guessed it had something to do with his plans for the rest of our visit.

When we reached the shower Kadek and Lori were shampooing each other’s hair. Kadek had straddled the stone shower bench while Lori sat on his lap facing him. Though I was watching from the back, from the lithe dance of Lori’s lower body, I could see she was enjoying riding Kadek’s thick pole while they ministered to each other.

Wayan sat us down on the bench. I straddled his thighs on his lap, back to front, riding him as he cleaned us both. I wondered what Lori was thinking.

To finish up the morning abulations, the boys switched off. Kadek placed me at the edge on one side of the sink counter and shaved off my morning stubble. He shaved with one hand and held my head steady with the other, an important detail for my safety, since the cock that was just up my wife’s cunt was pounding foot-long strokes up my ass. Meanwhile Wayan had replaced Kadek inside Lori. They were brushing each other’s long hair. Wayan was careful not to push Lori too hard until their grooming task was completed. The boys took care to make our shower session more exhilerating than exhausting, the perfect wake-up for a new day.

Back in the bedroom, Wayan announced that he has arranged breakfast by the ocean. We only had our clothes from yesterday so he recommended we try the traditional batik sarong. He and Kadek wrapped matching red patterned cloths about their waists and demonstrated how they were tied. Kadek wrapped me in a green one. For Lori Riki demonstrated how a sarong could be tied lengthwise about the chest for full cover. Needed if a woman were to visit a temple. But, for today, he recommended it go about her waist like ours. For a top he produced a matching, smaller piece of cloth like that he’d had wrapped on his head when we met. For Lori he put it behind her neck, crossed it around her front and tied it in back, a look both sexy and modest.

We had an open-sided tented pavillion set up for us just off the brilliant white sand beach. A refreshing breeze was blowing and the morning temperature was moderate. A half dozen hotel staff attended to our ever need. A champaign breakfast to top off a perfect night.

As we ate, Wayan informed Lori their arrangements for the rest of our visit. She had no questions and was obviously excited at the prospect of another week with our new friends. Even the news that they expected her to bear their sons did not faze her. She said that she suspected it from the instant they first entered her. It had seemed like more than just sex, that she were receiving more than just their sperm but their essence of male power. However, she was concerned about what I thought of the news. I’d had a chance to think about that, it wasn’t simple for me. In the end I decided I was happy we were both chosen, but I did wish I were able to change places with her. She seemed pleased with my answer, as did Wayan.

We went right to their car, a late-model Land Rover, after breakfast. The hotel had packed our rooms. They handed me a small bag with my wallet, Lori’s purse and our travel documents. I started to the desk to check out but Wayan insisted it was all taken care of.

Kadek took the wheel while everyone else took the back with Lori in the center. I’m sure the drive was very beautiful, but who was looking. Mostly we double-dicked Lori’s cunt. I let Wayan, and later Kadek do all the work. It was a tight fit, but really exciting to have my cock squeezed against the length of theirs, even more so as they exploded. I knew what Lori meant by the essence of male power. If I were a man, they were the embodiment of some Balinese gods.

Wayan announced when we were approaching their place. He’d given us enough warning to finish up our latest round and straighten up a bit. The car still smelled of sex, but if Wayan’s descriptions were right, it’s what his family would expect. Still Lori managed to brush her hair and wipe up the cum that had overflowed her. She found a tampon in her purse and placed it to absorb the inevitable future leakage.

As we approached I could see they had a large home of modern and traditional materials. Wayan said it was a traditional style, updated. It was constructed about ten years ago. The area was one of rolling hills. In the distance we could see the cones of several volcanos, none recently active though. Wayan said we were at an elevation of about 1,000 meters, the better part of a mile I gathered. The air was much cooler than near the coast, comfortable as compared to tropical heat.

A crowd formed by the entry as the approching car was spotted. Their wives and brothers Wayan said. They were expecting us as he called ahead from the hotel. Everyone was wearing a colorful surong, the women without a top. Their pregnancy showed but they still retained much of their figures. They were real beauties, much as I expected the wives of Wayan and Kadek to be.

As the car neared the house they formed a line of welcome. The two ladies were first, then the two sets of twins. We exited the car and stood facing the group between Wayan and Kadek. Wayan spoke for a couple minutes in their language. I heard our names used in a few spots.

The boys the escorted us in front of their wives. They placed their palms together and the first said, “My name is Ni Made.” “My name is Ni Nengah,” added the other.. Then together, “We welcome you.” That must have been most of their English as they continued in their own language.

“Our wives wish to see more of you,” Wayan translated and nodded to them. They removed our sarongs. I don’t think it was my best first impression. My cock was soft, nervousness from meeting the family, and still coated in cum and Lori’s juice from the activities on the ride up. Nengah just kneeled in front of me and took me in her mouth to the root. A couple minutes later I left her mouth clean and hard. There was more discussion and a bit of laughter from the Balinese men as everyone removed their sarongs. Wayan explained. “Lori our wives think you are very beautiful and Pete, they say you are perfect, not too big and not too small.”

“Tell them we think they are very beautiful too.” He did.

We moved on to the first set of twins, the sixteen-year-olds, I assume. They were also identical and must have gotten the tall genes. Both were a bit over six foot. At a bit over two hundred pounds, they were muscular and defined, but not at the bodybuilder size of their older brothers. They didn’t match their cock size either, but their length, of between eleven and twelve, was certainly impressive. Only their faces showed their youth.

They placed their palms together and made an introduction. “My name is Nyoman.” “My name is Ketut..” “We are happy to meet you.”

“We are happy to meet you too,” I replied and smiled, copying their hand gesture. They smiled back.

We moved to the next pair, also indentical. They were both about Lori’s height, five foot six, but incredibly muscular for fourteen. They must have equaled my 160 lbs. on a much shorter frame. They didn’t match Nyomen or Ketut in muscle, but it certainly was impressive. Their cocks were each a bit over ten inches. They were certainly eager for action as they had pre-cum already dribbling down the length of their poles.

They placed their palms together. This time Lori and I matched this right away as we were learning their customs. “My name is E Wayan.” “My name is E Kadek.” “We are happy to meet you,” they said together. Then they continued alternating with one brother picking up or completing for the other.. “We would like to practice English with you...and practice other things. We have learned our lessons well but have not had much experience with women....We have much experience with men...but we are the youngest and smallest...so we still need to try...but we are bigger and stronger than you.”

“Now little brothers, I know you’ve had plenty of practice with your English tutor,” Wayan added.

“Yes...We have...But he is a bit delicate...so we have to be careful...Peter is better...If you did not hurt him...we can be free to, what is the word...” They huddled for a second. “experiment.”

Wayan laughed. “Now nothing too rough,” he cautioned. “Remember how you always broke your toys as children then cried to mother.”

Wayan turned to us. “Kadek and I will unload the car and prepare our evening meal. Pete, our wives will show you around while our younger brothers get to know Lori.” He continued a bit in their language.

Each wife took one of my hands and led me inside. As I was led I saw that Lori had almost disappeared inside a scrum of muscular young men.

Their home had stone and glass walls, hardwood floors of tropical wood and was furnished in a contemporary Balinese style emphasizing native woods and colorful batik fabrics. there was a large, intricate carving hanging on one wall and several other decorative accents in wood, stone or silk. I was led up a curving teak-wood stair to a second level. We entered a large room dominated by a huge bed. Sliding glass doors opened to broad deck with a mountain view. The glass was pushed aside allowing the cool breezes to enter. This was probably the master suite of the home.

The took me right into the adjoining bath, built on an equally grand scale. We went into a walk-in shower with polished stone for walls and floor. It could easily hold everyone in the house. A touch on a wall plate and a warm rain fell from tiny holes spaced over the entire ceiling. The ladies soaped their bodies and then used their soapy bodies to scrub me. By the time we finished drying each other, I was ready to get them to the bed.

Wayan and Kadek were on the bed, lounging. Wayan said. “We are ready to make love to our wives.”

“I thought you said your cock was too big for their condition.”

“It is, that is why we will use yours. Have a seat,” indicating his hard cock.

Ni Made and Ni Nengah lay in the center of the large bed. Ni Made split her legs wide. With Wayan plugged fully in my gut, he held me to him with an arm about my waist. He positioned us between her legs. We bridged her body supported by knees and four arms. As Wayan pressed against my ass he controlled my movements. He guided my eight inch cock into Made. When I was in Made’s internal muscles held and messaged my pole, trying to pull it deeper inside her, then relaxing as Wayan pulled me outward.

With Wayan controlling it felt like my cock was an extension of his. By altering pace and stroke length, both in Ni Made and my ass, he managed the erotic stimulation for all three. Dipping his head over my shouder he kissed Made as his cum exploded into me and I into Made as her orgasm milked my cock. Fifteen mintes later he brought us to a second erruption.

Wayan then shifted his attentions to Nengah where we repeated the performance, though Wayan definitely had to turn up the level of my anal stimulation to keep me going. Leaving me atop Nengah, Wayan pulled out of me and Kadek took his place. In the next hour he repeated the peformance.

When Kadek finally eased me out of a very satisfied Ni Made, I was amazed that I’d managed to cum eight times in two hours, not to mention taking eight huge loads in my gut from the guys. I wasn’t even tired, perhaps because they did all the work and I was just their tool. Kadek extracted himself from me and set me on my feet beside the bed. Wayan suggested I go see how Lori was getting on with their brothers.

I spotted a three more large bedrooms on the upper level but nobody there. Going back down, the main area in the lower level was also empty, but I followed sounds to a large family or recreation room on the main floor below the master suite.

The room had a couple long couches near the interior wall, a large screen television opposite and a long table. Sliding doors led out to a pool area. But mainly the room was dominated by two low platforms, about 10 foot by 10 foot, each covered by a foot thick red leather pad. On one of these were Lori and the other four brothers.

The older pair were in her cunt and ass while she alternately sucked at the cocks of the younger pair. The pad had collected quite a bit of spillage from her lower body and what she had trouble drinking down was liberally sprayed onto her face and hair. No matter any of that, she was definately blissed out on pleasure.

When the fourteen-year-olds saw me they said together, “Peter.” They stood up, one pulling ten inches of shooting cock from Lori’s mouth, and came over to me.

“Hello, Wayan,” to the one that was in Lori’s mouth, “Kadek. With two of you, one could fuck me while I suck the other.”

“I’m Kadek, he’s Wayan,” they corrected me. “But for the next few hours you can call us, ‘Boss’. We don’t want you to suck us, because then we couldn’t practice our English with you. Just come with us.”

“Yes, Boss,” I replied.

“You’re a quick learner,” said one, sitting on a couch. “We like that. Now straddle my thighs and sit on my cock.” I did, taking it all. No problem as it was thinner and shorter than what had just been there. “How much do you weigh?” asked the one I sat on.

“One hundred sixty pounds.”

“What’s that in kilos?” He grabbed me about the waist and lifted me a few inches then set me back on his lap. “Feels like seventy to seventy-five kilos.. We can curl 100 kilos,” Added the other and then they continued finishing each others thoughts. “We can bench press 200 kilos...and squat with 320. So let us know if we hurt you...We can forget our strength when we’re excited.”

The other brother knelt in front of the one I sat on and lifted my legs to his shoulders. Scooting close between the first’s legs, he pushed his cock to my junction with his brother. As I was pulled back against the stone-like chest of the brother behind, the one in front slipped in beside. Together they were a lot thicker than their elder brothers. I was stretched and stuffed. My hole ached. I tried to pull away and off, telling them to stop, then begging. They didn’t listen and my efforts at escape were futile. Finally they both plugged me fully and they stayed still to give me a moment to calm down.

“See, that wasn’t so bad...Now we can really have some fun.”

“That was horrible. It would have been easier to shove your arm up there.”

“I told you we should have opened him up with our fists first.”

“No. No. No. I was just joking about that. No need for your fist. It’s already starting to feel better. Just start easy, please, Boss.”

The kneeling youth started a slow stroke in my ass where he was wedged between his twin and my gut wall. It was a tight squeeze and he found plenty of spots that sent tingles up and down my spine. My pre-cum was soon flowing freely as my cock rubbed his torso.

Then four hands lifted me up about eight inches off the seated twin’s lap as the other extended his legs to stay fully plugged. It was the second twin’s turn to explore and he certainly found a few hot spots. Then they let me settle down and recover.

“That was fun, but don’t stop now. Good bosses won’t tease me.”

“It’s not your role to object...you must accept what we give you...But we weren’t teasing...just experimenting. We know about male sensitive spots...female too...We were finding yours....We’re not long enough and thick enough to hit all the spots...you have to be I Wayan or I Kadek for that. But together we are thick enough to hit most of them. Feel what we can do.”

They started moving in me.. First one, then the other, then both in synch and then slightly staggered. They hit single spots and combinations and places I hadn’t felt before. Each movement radiated pleasure through my body. The pleasure increased and increased and increased some more. They came up my gut with twin jets of liquid fire. My whole body shook but I didn’t cum. The stroked me faster. My body convulsed. I begged for mercy, for release. Finally, they hit a new point and instantly my cock spewed its seed. The first spurts went well above my head.. I shot for minutes, much longer that ever before. Just as my spurts started to weaken, they shot inside me again and I errupted anew. Just when that eased we came again, then once more.

They let me recover. I flopped back onto the broad chest of the brother on the couch, my head resting in the deep valley between his bulging shoulder and trapezius muscle. I was panting to regain my breath, still feeling soft spurts of cum in my gut from their ever-hard cocks. It was late in the afternoon. They must have been fucking me for well over an hour while I had no sense of the passage of time.

“You kids are good. What did you do to me?”

“Oh, this?” They started it again. I burried my face into the neck of the boy I was on and lost all control, screaming with pleasure, as they gave me a quick summary of what they’d done before.

“It was an experiment as we told you...Successful too...We are the youngest in our family so we thought you might see us as just big kids...Now you know we are men.

“We’ve decided to return with you to the United States and go to high school and college there..It will be good to be in charge of our own family...If we stay here we’d always be on the bottom unless we had visitors...Don’t worry we’ll take good care of you and Lori....and provide good role models for our nephews.”

“Don’t I get a vote on this plan?” They starting pressing my buttons, taking me on another short visit to heaven that left me sweating and breathless.

“We think we made it clear who’s in charge. Our elder brothers will need to agree but we think they will...Besides, consider your wife’s needs too...We can give her what she needs and you can’t.”

I looked over at Lori still coupled with the middle pair of brothers. Cum was leaking from her mouth, ass and vagina and coated her hair and a good part of her body, but she was writhing and moaning in pleasure. I certainly knew what she was feeling and knew it was true that I couldn’t make her feel like that.

“So you will have children with Lori too. Is that your plan?”

“No that’s not possible...because she’s already had sex with our brothers. After college we’ll marry a couple American women...and have our children with them.”

“I don’t understand. After she gives birth, why would you not have sex with her?”

“She’s very nice...and we will have great sex with you both...but all children will be from Wayan and Kadek...Men produce sperm all the time...but a woman has only so many eggs in her ovaries...Our elder brothers fertilized all her eggs with their sperm...When she stops nursing her first children...she will get pregnant again...After our birth our mother had her ovaries removed and a few hundred of her eggs frozen...They found the vast majority were male...but there were a few female...so after Made and Nengah give birth to their sons...they will carry our sisters...and I’m sure Wayan will tell you his plans for Lori.”

“I never asked for any of this. How can you force us into being your slaves.”

“You didn’t ask...but you never said no. All you need to do...is slide off our cocks and tell Wayan you want to leave...Is that what you want?”

The youngsters started to slide their cocks within me and push my buttons; just enough pleasure to remind me of what they were capable. It was tough to concentrate. They seemed to expect me to say something. “I’ll have to ask Lori,” I blurted out. That seemed to satisfy them. Then they really started turning up the heat and nobody was interested in further talk.

It was several hours later when the boys gave us a break. I’d been exchanged with Lori during the afternoon and was with the middle pair of twins. They had filled me from both ends for most of the time. Now, however, it was time to clean up and recover. We were in another large shower area, part of the bath that served the rooms of both the younger pairs.

One boy was still up my gut while soaping my body from behind with the other against my front, his cock doing a dance with mine. I was washing his long black hair as he did mine.

In another part of the shower, Lori was between the younger set, one still in her cunt and the other up her ass. They were talking. About what I couldn’t hear but Lori was smiling and laughing, interspersed with moans as they periodically hit her sensitive spots.

I Wayan poked his head in and said something to his brothers and, for us, added, “We’ve got the meal ready. The boys will bring you down in a few minutes.”

Here bring down had a couple meanings. The first was when long cocks got extracted from our interiors. The boys wrapped us in colorful sarongs, no top for Lori. Then each between a pair of twins we were escorted to their dining room.

The large circular table was set with a variety of Indonesian dishes. The always present rice, a variety of satay choices, curry chicken and some vegetable options. Lori was seated between I Wayan and I Kadek with their ladies on their other sides. I was opposite my wife with the two pair younger twins on either side of me.

As we started eating there was a discussion among our hosts, mainly Wayan and the youngest twins, but the others all added something. I assumed they were talking about the boys’ plans for joining us in the USA. Wayan took a moment to confirm that and went back to his discussion in their language. Lori looked puzzled. Wayan said something that seemed like a decision and that ended the discussion.

“E Wayan and E Kadek will return with you,” Wayan stated. “They’ll help you raise our children and when they are older they’ll find American wives. They’ll be able to keep you both sexually satisfied, but they’ll have plenty of boyfriends, so you’ll have some breaks. You should just consider our brothers as your husbands and obey them as a good wife should. They will take good care of you.

“We assumed, from your response to the events of the last two days, that this is what you’d like. Are we right?”

Lori threw here arms about Wayan’s neck and kissed him, mumbling, “Yes. Yes. Yes.”

Wayan lifted her off her chair and set her on his lap as they contiued a kiss. As Lori straddled his thick legs her sarong was pushed up to her hips, exposing most of her ass. Wayan’s steel cock pressed up between her spread thighs bulging against her cunt still covered by the cloth of his garment. Lori squirmed in Wayan’s embrace wetting the fabric with her juices. She reached down between their bodies. I watched from across the table as Wayan’s sarong was ripped open freeing the golden brown pole that sprung up behind her butt, reaching up beyond the bunched cloth around her waist. Wayan lifts her hips allowing his rampant member to slip into place under her nether lips. He settles her onto himself. I can see her stretched white flesh griping the darker, wide intrusion as more and more enters her. Her body trembles as she climaxes.

“I think Lori likes our plan,” observes the young twin to my right. “Do you?”

I saw Lori orgasm again and again as the thick fuck pole pressed her pleasure centers. I remembered the pleasure I had riding each of the Balinese males. Only a couple inches of Wayan’s cock was visible I saw the flesh pulse with his release. My wife moaned as she was filled by more of the sperm that produced the new lives within her. After a minute the contiuing flow spurted past the grip of her lips, coating the shaft. By that time Lori had passed out from the pleasure.

I knew that I too would experience that each day in my future. We would have love and pleasure. “Yes,” I answered.

Part 2

Lori and I arrived home in Seattle after our honeymoon in Bali. As expected it was a time filled with great sex. Unexpected was that the sex was not with each other but with a family of six Balinese brothers. The youngest brothers, identical twins, fourteen years old, came home with us to attend school in the USA.

E Wayan and E Kadek were very muscular at five foot six and over 160 lbs. Each sported a ten-inch uncut and very thick cock. They knew how to use them too and it was made clear that the young twins would be the heads of our new family.

Since Lori was expecting twins fathered by the eldest brothers our first job was finding larger living quarters as our downtown condo was already outgrown. The boys insisted on a large house on Lake Washington. It had five bedrooms and six baths with an indoor lap pool, boathouse on the lake and a five-car garage with an extra suite above the garage. It was over two million, but the next day we found the price deposited in our account.

The boys, of course, had the master suite. Even with the custom platform bed, about 150% king-size in length and width, it was spacious and had an equally grand bath and deck overlooking the lake. A back door opened to a private stair to the lap pool and exercise room..

Lori and I had the second bedroom, also a suite, fitted with a king bed. There was an alcove that we fitted as a home office for Lori, who could work from home. An adjoining space would be the nursery once Lori gave birth.

However, our first nights were spent in the master with Wayan and Kadek. It was after the second night that the boys introduced us to Mark and Jeff. Wayan and I had just finished a wake-up fuck. I was straddling his lap, my back resting on his broad chest when two young men entered the room.

They were both in their early twenties, I’d guess. While they were fully dressed, tight fitting jeans and tee shirts, it was easy to see both were extremely muscular. One at six-foot-two and maybe two-fifty and the other about five-ten and a bit over two hundred, all muscle.

They weren’t the least startled seeing the scene in the bedroom. I was still coupled with Wayan’s thick cock clearly visible stretching my hole and Kadek’s was still pulsing as he added more cum into Lori’s leaking cunt while she moaned in the grip of another strong orgasm. Their only reaction was stiffening in their jeans where I could see they were both almost eight inches.

“You wanted to see us sir?” one asked to Wayan.

“Yes. I wanted to introduce Pete and Lori. Pete, meet Mark,” indicating the taller of the two, “and Jeff.”

“They will be taking care of the grounds and cleaning the house,” continued Kadek who was still pumping cum into my wife.

“They’ll be staying in the suite above the garage. Both are juniors at the University of Washington,” added Wayan.

“Hi Pete,” they said in unison as Jeff shook my hand. It was clear that Wayan and Kadek had both fucked these studs and, while both were older and physically bigger, the Balinese boys were dominant sexually. As I looked into Jeff’s eyes I was uncertain of my status, particularly when, after we broke our handshake, he caressed my cummy cock and balls before touching my expanded flesh where Wayan entered me.

“Your wife is quite beautiful,” added Mark who had cupped one of her firm breasts as Lori gazed at him with eyes glazed from the continuing pleasure of Kadek’s fucking.

“Thanks for stopping by,” Wayan said dismissing them. “You’ll have a chance to get better acquainted with Pete and Lori when they’re less occupied.”

I guess that meant when we didn’t have the boys’ ten-inch cocks inside us. But I didn’t ponder it since Wayan started to stroke my ass with his thick pole, hitting my most sensitive spots. I gasped as he quickly triggered an eruption from my cock and then kept me on the brink of another for, what seemed like, forever before jetting another huge load of his superior seed in my gut while my over stimulated balls squirted fresh jizz on my face, chest and abs.

It took the cooling spray of the huge master shower to bring me back to earth. Wayan was holding me upright in his arms while soaping my body. His cock, still hard, was plugged in my gut. As I recovered enough to stand on my own, a couple inches slipped out due to my being taller than Wayan.

Lori was straddling Ketuk who was sitting on a teak bench under the spray. She was washing his long black hair. His thick member was, of course, still buried deep in her pussy. Lori was riding the bottom few inches as she ministered to her young stud. It was enough to keep her sexually excited without pushing too far. Lori was telling Ketuk how good a stud he was and how much she enjoyed the sex last night. Ketuk was just smiling as I’m sure he needed no assurance on his performance. A couple subtle hip thrusts that sent a quick shock of pleasure through my wife were his acknowledgement.

Suddenly Wayan did the same with me, pushing my cock to spurt again. “Oh, God, boss,” I exclaimed.

“Just getting your attention, Pete,” he said while extracting his thick cock from my gut.

He turned me around so I could wash the firm pole of cum and juices it had accumulated after hours embedded deep in my gut. Meanwhile he rubbed his fingertips along my stretched ass ring, helping it recover from the night’s activities.

“Time to get dressed for our first day of school,” stated Wayan, ushering me out of the shower.

“Pete, you’ll drive us,” added Ketuk while drying off Lori.

A half-hour later Lori and I were in the kitchen. I had dressed for work where I’d be heading after dropping the boys off at high school. Lori, working from our home, was only in a sarong like we used in Bali and, as in Bali, topless, exposing her large, firm breasts. We had set out fruit and cereal for breakfast.

Wayan and Ketuk came in dressed in form fitting jeans and knit shirts. Their big muscles were easily outlined under the tight cloth, and, also clear were the outlines of their, now soft but still thick and over seven-inch long, cocks as it extended from the bulge formed by their big balls, up and off to the side of their hips.

“How do we look?” asked Ketuk.

“Sexy,” said Lori, rubbing her fingers along the fabric covering Wayan’s pole.

“That’s the idea,” said Wayan, cupping her left breast.

“We expect to make many friends at school,” continued Ketuk.

“All the girls will be trying to get in your pants, as well as the guys.”

“Only the guys for now; Lori is our only woman,” answer Wayan, stroking Lori’s breast as his cock hardened to obscene dimensions under her fingers.

“No time for that now,” I said, pulling Lori’s hand back. “We need to leave in a few minutes.”

Wayan and Ketuk had some fruit and each took a big glass of milk and a protein supplement that Mark and Jeff had left for them. Then it was off to school in the Escalade we’d gotten for family outings.

Wayan and Ketuk were starting in tenth grade. They were just fourteen but had documents that said they were sixteen and, with their physiques and confidence, looked even older. The year had started about five weeks ago, but they didn’t think they’d have trouble with academics and I had to agree. Both boys were very sharp. I dropped them off in front of the school and headed to my job in Redmond.

When I got home in early evening I changed into a sarong. I found Lori in the kitchen working on dinner.

“How was your day,” I asked pressing against her back.

“Good. Mark and Jeff were working around the grounds over lunch and took a break to fuck me. They have nice bodies but they’re not as big as you or as talented.”

Or as good as the boys, I thought. “Are the boys home?”

“Yes, they brought a couple friends from school. I think they’re by the pool.”

I found them there with their guests. They were all in the pool, their guests holding the side of the pool while Wayan and Ketuk were vigorously pumping their asses. They’d already deposited a few loads in their buddies as leakage was clouding the water.

“It looks like your fitting right in with your classmates.”

“Yes, but it was a tight fit at first,” said Wayan while not missing a stroke.

“We joined the swim team,” added Ketuk. “Ryan and Joe were the team captains.”

“We fucked the entire team,” continued Wayan.

“And the coach.”

“But we wanted to make sure Ryan and Joe were happy about the changes.”

It looked like they were. They were so lost in the pleasure of being fucked that they hadn’t reacted to being watched.

The boys pumped another big load in their guts, forcing another climax from their fuck buddies. Then they got out of the pool and lifted their partners out. They switched off and let their friends nurse on their cocks.

“How many fucks did you do today?”

“A couple dozen.”

“Not counting Lori and you.”

“There are lots of hot guys at school.”

“But not much time between classes and only a lunch break during the day.”

“So mostly during swim practice or in the weight room.”

“Not that we got much practice swimming.”

“The pool was cloudy with the cum overflowing from the team’s well-fucked asses.”

The boys interrupted their narrative for a couple minutes to feed a massive load to the guys sucking their cocks. They swallowed fast but couldn’t keep up. Joe pulled off and had his face and hair thoroughly soaked by the next few spurts before he shoved it back in. Ryan tried to back off too but Wayan grabbed the back of his head and forced him to swallow the shaft to its root delivering the rest straight to his stomach.

“We’d better get the guys cleaned up and sent home.”

“Then we have homework.”

“And need to fuck Mark and Jeff before their girlfriends come over.”

“But the night belongs to Lori and you.”

“We’ll see you at ten for a bit of fun before bed.”

“We need to be a couple hours early to school tomorrow for swim practice.”

“The girls’ team has the pool after school tomorrow.”

“So we’ll use the weight room after school.”

“Are you going to start weight training or just fuck the best-built boys?”

“A bit of both I guess.”

“We’re already the strongest guys in school.”

“But with the supplements and regular lifting we can get much stronger.”

They certainly didn’t have any problem lifting their fuck-toys into their arms and carrying them upstairs.

Next morning, as we were heading off to school, we met Mark and Jeff heading to the university with their girlfriends that had spent the night. They were certainly beautiful and sexy as might be expected with their handsome, built, boyfriends. The girls were clearly taken by the boys and surprised that they were only sixteen. Even Mark and Jeff didn’t know they were actually fourteen. Meanwhile their boyfriends clearly had stiff cocks in their pants. I knew they were reacting to the sight of the Balinese twins and remembering the sex they’d had, but their girls probably thought it was for them.

When I arrived at the school there was a crowd waiting: Ryan and Joe among them. The boys were certainly popular.

Lori and I attended a swim meet at the school about a week later. Wayan and Ketuk were swimming sprints from 50 to 200 meters, butterfly and freestyle, and the 400 IM. The stands were packed with students. I’d bet they’d fucked most of the guys and the girls were hoping. At least the water in the pool looked clear.

There was a cheer when the teams came out. Wayan and Ketuk were wearing black speed-suit bottoms that fit like a second skin. There big cocks were clearly outlined, but less noticeable with the black stretch material than with their normal blue jeans. Their upper body development was way beyond any of the others. Naturally smooth, they didn’t need to shave, but their long hair was concealed under tight-fitting caps.

Each won four races with their brother second, leading the team to victory. Ryan took the 1500 meters. The girls’ team seemed a bit off.

We had about an hour after the meet to wait and met some of the teachers. All had good things to say about the boys. I was pretty sure that a couple of the younger male teachers had been fucked already.

I saw a few kids from the losing team come out, a bit dazed and walking stiffly. The winning team had big smiles from more than the victory. Those that had been to our home recognized us and said the boys would be done soon.

A few minutes later the twins came out freshly showered and with big smiles. We added our congratulations.

On the ride home we gave the news that we’d confirmed Lori would have twins. She was five weeks pregnant; an easy determination since we knew the exact day she was impregnated by boys’ older brothers.

The boys had news too. They’ll have some schoolmates over Friday night and the swim team would be over Saturday night. We’d set out some snacks and cold soda and juices, but obviously the food was secondary and Wayan and Ketuk were providing the entertainment. We’d have our first nights alone since our honeymoon.

“You’re fitting in well. Is everything like you expected?” asked Lori.

“It’s better,” stated Wayan.

“At home we were the youngest and smallest,” continued Ketuk.

“But now we are in charge.”

“Americans are very inexperienced sexually.”

“Once we show them what how good sex can be they will do anything for more.”

“We fucked most of the guys on the sports teams and some of the others that seemed cute.”

“Not to mention the teachers,” I added.

“Yes, we’ve done a few. It helps us avoid problems as our activities are not very secret.”

“All the girls want us to fuck them too.”

“But they know when we’ve fucked their guys.”

“Not that it’s a secret. We like to go up to a fuck-buddy when he’s with his girl and tell him to see us later.”

“Most everyone gets instantly hard thinking about what’s going to happen.”

“And the girls hate it that their boyfriends react to us more than them.”

“So all the girls must hate you,” said Lori. “Too bad they can’t know you like I do.”

“Most still hope that we’ll fuck them. We sort of encourage that hope.”

“We can easily bring a girl to orgasm in less than a minute by touching her sensitive spots even while she’s fully clothed.”

“On our first day we went up to a couple sexy senior girls walking in the halls during the five minute break between classes.”

“They were startled when we pushed them against the wall with our bodies. They didn’t know what was happening.”

“But once we touched them just right they lose all thought as sensation takes control.”

“A minute later we walked off, leaving two flush-faced girls who could barely stand.”

“Not to mention a bunch of gawking observers that had no clue to what we’d just done.”

“Of course, by now they all know what to expect even if that’s second hand.”

“We still like surprising the girls, even though that’s harder now as everyone is looking at us all the time.”

“We prefer doing girls in jeans as we leave them with huge wet stains when we’re done.”

“But now most of the hot girls wear jeans and, if they’re lucky, show off their stained jeans. Some have even faked it.”

By now we’d arrived home and I pulled the Escalade into the garage. Mark and Jeff were returning from the university with their girlfriends and pulled in next to us.

“Here, we’ll show you,” offered Wayan.

The boys went over to the girls and pushed them back against the car. The girls had seen Wayan and Ketuk before but never acting like this. They were surprised and called to their boyfriends, but Mark and Jeff knew better than to interfere. Then with a few touches all resistance ended. The girls’ eyes went wide but glassy as the boys brought them to ecstasy. A minute later they pulled back from two dazed women. One in jeans soaked through the crotch and the other’s short dress streaked and juices dripping down her inner thighs.

Then they directed Mark and Jeff to lean on their car, pulled down their pants, whipped out their cocks and gave the college studs a fierce fucking as their girlfriends watched. Five minutes and three explosions from their partners later they filled their asses with massive loads of cum and pulled out.

Wayan put his arm about Lori and Ketuk about me. As they escorted us to the main house all I could think about was the upcoming sex that would last all night.

I awoke when the morning light streamed into the bedroom. I was wrapped in the muscled arms of one of the twins. I didn’t remember which had fucked me last and was still plugged up my gut. Lori was wrapped up with the other, but from my angle I couldn’t spot any of the tiny differences we use to tell them apart. Her lover was behind her with about eight of his ten inches shoved between her clutching vaginal lips. While I was watching the last couple inches were pushed in and then started a very slowly to withdraw. The motion caused Lori’s body to spasm as she climaxed and awakened at the same instant.

“Oh, that’s the best way to wake up,” she moaned in delight.

“Good morning, Lori,” Ketuk said from behind her, twisting her upper body that was surrounded by his strong arms so he could kiss her deeply. Lori responded passionately.

The cock up my ass twitching was my first indication of Wayan waking. He quickly initiated his morning fuck, punching my internal hotspots. That was the last memory I had until I recovered, sharing an after-sex kiss with Wayan. I was still in his arms and he still in my gut, but we were just resting.

Lori was resting with Ketuk too. They’d obviously watched as Wayan fucked me. I’d sprayed Lori when I came. Ketuk’s hand was rubbing some of the white goo into the firm flesh of her right breast.

“Good morning,” I greeted everyone.

“You look cute when you’re fucked,” observed Lori. This was probably the first time she saw me without the distraction of being fucked herself.

“Thanks. You know, the boys are so good it’s impossible not to get lost in the sensations.”

“Yeah.”

“Wayan, how is your exercise program going? You feel a bit bigger.”

“We are. The supplements and exercise are working.”

“We can now bench 225 kilos and squat with 350.”

“We’ve gained an 3 cm on our arms and thighs and 2 cm in height in only three weeks.”

“And almost two centimeters on our cock too. We’re now 28.”

“You can feel the difference?”

“Yes. It must be a bit thicker too.”

“Maybe. We didn’t measure that.”

With that revelation the boys helped us get out of bed and into the shower. It was time to get ready for school and work. The boys are more responsible than us. I’m sure Lori and I would stay in bed all day if the boys would fuck us.

I took a few hours off work to help Lori prepare for the guests the boys invited for the night. So I got home about two, which was right at the time I’d told Lori. I saw Mark’s car was in the garage so they should be able to help.

I found everyone in our bedroom. Mark and Jeff were fucking Lori. Jeff had her cunt and Mark her ass.

Mark noticed me at by the door. “Mr. Fletcher, we’re sorry, we didn’t mean to fuck your wife. It just sort of happened.”

“Call me Pete. No need for excuses I know you’ve been fucking Lori every day when I’m at work. She likes it and the boys told me they gave you permission, so it’s good.”

“Hi dear,” greeted Lori. “I got the guys together to prepare and we had a few minutes before you were due home. They’re not Wayan or Ketuk but it’s fun. Mark’s cock is almost as big as you.”

“I’ll change into my sarong while you two finish up.” They didn’t need further prompting.

They both shot a load into Lori and she got off too as I was changing. Lori cleaned off their cocks with her mouth when they pulled out. Mark and Jeff had shirt and pants but I gave them sarongs and showed them how to tie them. They looked pretty hot, bare-chested, with their big muscles on display.

I gave everyone something to do. As they were leaving I stopped Mark for a bit.

“You’re built like a bodybuilder. How big are your arms?”

He flexed a double biceps for me. “Twenty-one inches. I’ve been working out since I was ten.”

“That’s impressive. What’s your best bench press?”

“Four hundred twenty five pounds for a single rep, but I normally train at a top weight of four hundred for five reps.”

“I assume that’s a pretty good weight for a guy your size. Did you know Wayan and Ketuk are doing almost 500 now?”

“Wow. No. I always figured Jeff and I could handle them if we wanted, but they always were such great fuckers that we were eager..”

“Lori says you’re not bad yourself. I wouldn’t mind trying a ride on your cock sometime myself. The boys will be busy with their guests tonight, so you and Jeff are welcome to sleep with us. That is if your girls aren’t visiting.”

“Thanks, that’s a plan. Our girlfriends won’t be staying over until Sunday. We didn’t want anything to interfere with whatever the boys had planned. By the way what should we expect from the guests. I know they’re all students at the high school.”

“Yes. We’re expecting six guys tonight and ten tomorrow. They’ll be sleeping over in the master bedroom. Wayan and Ketuk have already fucked them and I guess I’d expect a sexual marathon. I think the guests will be worn out before our boys.”

“What if a guest wants to fuck with us?”

“Well, I made them promise everyone will be over sixteen, so they’re legal in the State of Washington. Don’t ask them, but if they ask you, have fun.”

Wayan and Ketuk got home about five. Their guests were expected about eight. We had set up some snacks and non-alcoholic drinks in the pool area because it had direct access to the master bedroom. There were plenty of towels at the pool and master bath and we had several large air mattresses around the pool deck. We had a rack with hangers for clothes. They were quite pleased with our efforts.

Lori, Mark, Jeff and I were in our sarongs to greet the guests. Lori had tied on a top but Ketuk removed it. Lori and I would answer the door and Mark and Jeff would show them to the pool area and help with their clothes. The boys would take it from there.

The first two guests arrived about five before eight. They were excited but nervous with frequent glances at Lori’s breasts. I got Jeff to escort them.

The others knocked promptly at eight. I guess they didn’t want to be early. When Lori opened the door we had five, not four.

“Is it OK if my older brother comes too?” asked one of them. “He’s a freshman at the university.”

“Did you tell him what to expect?” I inquired.

“Yes, but he thinks I’m exaggerating.”

“Go ahead, but check with Wayan or Ketuk when you see them..” The brother was clearly an athlete, so I was pretty certain the kid would learn how wrong he’d been. Mark showed them the way.

Mark and Jeff came back a few minutes later, reporting that the party was well started. We weren’t needed before breakfast, so I suggested we all go to our bedroom. I got my fuck from Mark and got to fuck him and Jeff, but mostly we three-teamed Lori, taking turns in her various orifices.

We had a visitor, one of the guests, during the night. He asked if he could fuck Lori and she agreed. Once he was in rhythm Mark moved behind him and pushed his stiff cock at his crack. His ass lips were red from the friction of several earlier rounds with the big Balinese cocks, but there was lots of leaking cum for lube. There was no reaction from the kid intent on fucking my wife, so Mark pushed his cock inside. Mark held the kid by his hips and took control, shoving in to the hilt while pushing the kid’s cock into Lori, then pulling his out before dragging the kid out of Lori. When a good pace was established Lori pulled the kid’s head down to suck on her breast. He was really getting into being stimulate front and rear, not even counting the fun he was having sucking and kissing Lori’s breasts. I haven’t seen better breasts on Playboy playmates and hers were all natural.

After ten minutes of strenuous fucking he shot into Lori. As he pumped his ass contractions brought Mark off, mixing his cum with the massive loads already there. He slumped on the bed beside Lori as Mark slipped from his ass. He was still nursing on Lori’s breast as she caressed his head. His cock had softened but Lori’s cunt lips still held its head in her warm, wet canal.

“You did good kid. I enjoyed your fucking,” Lori complimented him, though, truthfully, she enjoys every fucking. “Have you fucked a woman before?”

“No, it was my first time and I never expected it would be today or with such a beautiful woman.”

“You’re sweet. What’s your name and how did you meet the boys?”

“I’m Henry Rogers, Hank. I’m in eleventh grade and on varsity track. I was working in the weight room when Wayan and Ketuk came in. There were three other guys working out and they fucked us all before hitting the weights. I’d never done anything with a guy before but I’m glad they showed me. I guess every guy in school wants to be fucked by them now. I’ve had five chances so I was glad to get invited tonight. They’ve each fucked me twice tonight, but I really enjoyed fucking you too.”

“Thanks, Hank. I guess it’s time to send you back to the boys. I bet they’ll be fucking you a few more times before morning.”

“You’re right. I’ll be going.” He got off the bed and backed out our room, keeping his eyes on Lori the whole way.

We tried a few more combinations before giving into sleep.

After a morning round, we showered and donned sarongs for our morning. Lori took charge of preparing breakfast while I set the table. Mark and Jeff went to their place.

It was nearly nine when the boys led their guests to breakfast. They’d fucked them this morning, more than once probably, but they had a shower before coming down. I saw that the skeptical brother had received special attention. He was still dazed and his brother was helping him walk. Everyone was still naked.

“Hi, Hank,” greeted Lori, “I really wanted to say again how much I enjoyed you fucking me last night.”

He just blushed a deep red at being so publically outed. Ketuk gave him a playful slap on the butt.

The group was hungry after a full night of sex. Wayan and Ketuk each sat between two of their guests on opposite sides of the table while Lori and I took the end seats. The other guy, still overwhelmed, we left rest in a soft chair.

Between big helpings of eggs, toast and juice, the conversation was animated. Mostly they praised the boys on their bodies or sexual skills with lots of feeling of their muscles and cocks. The boys each had a quart of milk mixed with their protein supplement in addition to a big breakfast. They knew they were superior sexually, but enjoyed hearing it confirmed anyway.

When everyone had their fill Lori got up and started clearing the plates. She asked Hank for some help carrying dishes to the kitchen. When they came back about five minutes later, Hank was trying not to smile but the wet sheen on his cock shaft gave proof of what everyone already knew. Lori just wanted to boost his confidence and I’d say succeeded.

The boys led everyone back to get dressed as Lori and I finished cleaning up the table. We were at the doorway when they were ready to leave. Our extra guest was now walking unassisted talking with his brother. Wayan and Ketuk kissed each guest, wrapping them with their arms and holding them tight. Each had a big wet spot in their pants when they finished their goodbyes.

We watched them head to their cars. “You know we should have our cars too,” said Wayan.

“You need to be sixteen to get a license,” I countered.

“We are, at least officially,” said Ketuk.

“OK. I’ll take you to get your learners permits next week.” They had decided, so it was settled.

“Lori, we want to thank you for showing Hank a good time. He told us that he was worried he liked being fucked too much, but you showed him he could enjoy a woman too.”

“No thanks are needed. You know I enjoy being fucked and it was good being his first, so eager and enthusiastic.”

“We don’t mean to offer thanks with our words, but more personally,” said Ketuk stepping in front of her and undoing the sarong as Wayan pressed her from behind.

Ketuk pulled Lori to him for a kiss. He lifted her by the hips until her pussy lips were above his cock then eased her down. Lori wrapped her legs around Ketuk’s narrow waist as the thick flesh expanded her vaginal canal. Meanwhile Wayan’s stiff staff was squeezing into her ass. Her muscle spasm indicated her first orgasm as she broke the kiss with a high-pitched squeal. Held suspended between the boys muscular bodies, pinned by two steely shafts moving inside her stimulating every sensitive spot she careened from orgasm to orgasm without a break. She rested her head between Ketuk’s bulging shoulder and flaring neck, her face veiled by his long black hair that draped to mid back. Ketuk and Wayan came but didn’t stop their fuck. Wayan pushed his head forward to whisper in her ear. Lori virtually disappeared as the boys’ broad muscled bodies surrounded her. Only her widely split legs, now caught in the crooks of Ketuk’s elbows, were visible. As the double fuck continued Lori’s moans grew louder as she writhed in pleasure. When Ketuk and Wayan exploded for the second time she screamed as every muscle in her body convulsed and she passed out.

A minute later the boys disentangled from an unconscious Lori. She looked peaceful, sleeping and happy. They carried her up to our bedroom and set her on the bed. I stayed with her, holding her hands in mine.

She came around almost an hour later. Lori was disoriented the first minute, still thinking and feeling the last memories of her fuck and moaning the boys’ names. Then she dropped into reality and looked about. She asked where the boys were. I told her to relax. She still was leaking cum from her ass and cunt. But Lori was still over-stimulated. She rolled me to my back, tore open my sarong and straddled me. She said she felt better with my cock in her and said we didn’t have enough husband-wife sex any more. I agreed though we both knew how much better sex with our Balinese boy studs was. But we still enjoyed each other. We reached our orgasms ten minutes later and rested another five in the afterglow. Then, regrettably it was time to get up and prepare for tonight’s guests.

Mark and Jeff were already working, cleaning the pooled and dried cum from the air mattresses. I saw that the pool filters were doing a good job clearing the water so we could just let them run. We had to change all the sheets and clean up the splashes on the floors and walls while Lori worked on the refreshments for tonight.

The boys had invited the other kids from the swim team, so we were expecting ten, double what we had last night. Wayan asked Mark and Jeff to stay in one of the spare bedrooms so that with Lori and I the kids would have some options if they were occupied with others.

About four Lori answered the phone. I guess some kid’s parent had questions about the arrangements.

“Yes we’re expecting him,” Lori spoke to the phone. “About ten guests not counting our boys. No, no girls, just the boys on the swim team. Yes, my husband and I will be here the whole time. Yes, of course, no alcohol. Our boys are into developing their bodies naturally, so no alcohol or drugs I can assure you. I’m sure he’ll have a good time. We’ll see him about eight.”

That seemed to satisfy the questions. I wondered what story our other guests gave to their parents.

We were at the door with Mark and Jeff before eight. Just before the hour a group of cars pulled into our property. I guess they decided to arrive together and they knocked at eight on the dot. We greeted the group and got them headed to the indoor pool. Seeing Lori topless surprised them. Most stared openly and Lori smiled and cupped them giving the guys a show.

Wayan and Ketuk were waiting by the pool, nude. They had obviously just sprinted a few laps as they were still wet and dripping. Their cocks, though, were fully hard and pointing vertically up past their navels.

“Hi, guys,” greeted Wayan.

“You’re overdressed,” added Ketuk. “Put your stuff over there.”

“You’ve met Mark and Jeff. I don’t think you’ll need your sarongs until tomorrow.”

“And Pete and Lori Fletcher. Lori is very sexy,” commented Ketuk, removing her sarong. “And you can see a natural blond,” he added, brushing her trimmed, blond pubes.

“Since this is a party, I thought we might try some party games. Mark and Jeff will be the judges for the first, telling us which of you has the tightest hole. We’re not able to judge that since with this,” Wayan indicated his thick piece, “everyone is tight. The winner obviously hasn’t been fucked hard or often enough, but we’ll fix that before our next swim meet.”

“The two grand prizes are judged by Pete and Lori based on who fucks each of them best tonight.” Ketuk bent his knees to dip his cock beneath Lori’s opening, then stood up, letting everyone watch as his thick member speared Lori’s body, rubbing her clit the whole way. Lori rose to her toes she bottomed out on Ketuk’s pole. Ketuk then squatted down withdrawing his cock now slick with Lori’s lube. “Wayan and I don’t count, of course. The two winners get a final fuck after breakfast. We’ll make it extra-special.”

“Ryan and Joe are first up. We have some snacks and drinks while you wait or watch. You can’t start the party games until we warm you up, but when you’re ready they’ll be in the bedrooms upstairs.”

That was our cue to leave. We went to our bed and just relaxed. It was about 40 minutes went a couple heads tentatively peeked through the door that we’d left open.

“Come in guys,” urged Lori.

It wasn’t Ryan or Joe, perhaps the boys’ second round. They were nervous.

“What are your names?” I asked.

“I’m Frank and he’s George. We’re juniors.”

“Have you fucked a guy or girl before?” asked Lori.

“Sure, we have girlfriends,” assured George, “and we’ve fucked some of the guys on the team once we knew how much fun it was.”

“So who’ll have me?” asked Lori, spreading her thighs a bit wider.

They looked at each other a bit and then Frank moved to Lori. He had about six inches about normal in thickness. George had about six and a half and a bit wider.

We were visited by eight of the ten guests. A couple repeated to try the other combination. About two in the morning we must have drifted off to sleep. Lori was with Brian, in tenth grade like the boys and barely sixteen. He had a slim cock that was close to eight inches but hadn’t fucked a girl. Lori showed him what to do to please her and a running commentary giving him tips. I think virgins bring out her Mrs. Robinson side. I had Joe, the senior with me.

I woke up hearing Lori being fucked. Brian was having a morning round. Lori had her legs around his waist, using her heels on his butt to indicate a good tempo for him.

“That’s good. Good. Oh. Oh. Good. Keep going. Deeper. Deeper. That’s perfect. Oh. Oh. Oh. Yes. Yes. Ah. Yes.” She cooed as she came as he shot his load inside her. “My young stud is making my husband jealous. You’re a natural. Did you have fun too?”

“Yes. Wayan and Ketuk are great. I love when they fuck me. With you it’s just different. I had fun but even better was I could see that I was making you happy too.”

“That’s a good answer,” I said. “You should head back to the master bedroom. The boys will probably want another round with you before breakfast.” I woke Joe, who’d slipped out of me while we slept and sent him off too.

We had a couple hours to get set for breakfast, helped by Mark and Jeff who’d finished their contest. The boys and their guests came in from the pool area. All had big smiles and were chatting happily. Most greeted us by name and a pleasant remark about our activities together last night.

They were hungry.

While they were eating Wayan asked Mark and Jeff for the tightest hole winner. They picked Frank, who got a lot of kidding and several guys pushing fingers up him to test his prize-winning orifice. I was next and picked Bob, a senior with a tightly muscled body and a pretty thick seven-inch cock that gave me a vigorous workout. Wayan had the winner come sit next to him. Lori was next and chose Brian. I wasn’t surprised. Ketuk told him to sit with him but first to thank Lori. Brian got up, said thank you to Lori and went to him. Ketuk pushed him up and told him to thank Lori the way she likes and stroked his thin cock with his fingers until it was hard.

Lori stood up and motioned for Brian. He was nervous performing in front of his friends, but Lori was really sexy. He sat Lori on the table and lifted her legs to his shoulder as Lori lay back. Lori reached out to line him up and he pushed in. Most of his friends stood up to get a better view as he started to piston her. They urged him to go faster and harder and he did. Lori shook her head around in time with his strokes, her long blond hair waving about. They came simultaneously a few minutes later to much cheering and applause. Lori shifted her legs to around Brian’s waist, holding him close as he finished cumming. Lori sat up as Brian’s softening cock slipped from her. She kissed him. When they broke the kiss he said thank you.

Ketuk didn’t give him time to bask in the moment. He stepped behind him and lifted him off his feet. Brian flailed his legs a bit when he lost contact with the floor, but relaxed when he realized that he was secure in Ketuk’s hands. Holding him to his broad chest with one arm he adjusted the other to capture Brian’s knee in his elbow, then repeated for the other leg. Now Brian had his legs split over a pair of muscular arms that were thicker than his thighs and body held securely by Ketuk’s strong hands just below his lats. Brian looked down and saw past his cock, now hard again, the dark golden shaft, powerful, bouncing gently, the skin at the end just clutching the sides of the flaring cap, a small trickle of precum emerging from the tip.

Ketuk lowered Brian until he could drag the cock tip along the open grove between the glutes and pressed the tip to the quivering rosebud. “Are you ready to receive your prize?” asked Ketuk softly. Brian looked at Lori, still sitting on the edge of the table just in front of him for a ringside seat, then down his body where the big member could no longer be seen. Lori stroked his face with a hand and smiled at him. He nodded yes and licked his lips.

Ketuk just allowed a bit more of Brian’s weight to rest on the head of his pole. Slowly the pressure forced the flesh to open and let more of the cap inside. Brian had been fucked by the boys before, many times. He was accustomed to their size, but now he was feeling himself open by each small fraction. His ass danced on the tip as it gradually slid from view. You could see the reaction on Brian’s face when the broad flange popped in and his ring snapped to the sides of the shaft.

Ketuk paused a minute, just holding Brian. I thought the image exciting. There was Ketuk’s broad muscular body with its natural deep tan, holding the slim defined swimmer who looked and was much smaller. Brian’s white skin a stark contrast to Ketuk’s shading. That was nowhere more apparent where their flesh merged. The golden shaft, thick as his wrist and over nine inches remaining, poised to enter the pale ass. Brian’s cock was sticking straight out from his groin, dripping precum onto the floor. It was almost as long as what remained to enter him but only a third as thick.

“You earned your prize by pleasing Lori, so you found her sensitive spots,” Ketuk commented as he eased more of himself into Brian. Everyone likes being fucked by us because we know your sensitive spots. Number one is the prostate. If you know what you’re doing and have the right equipment you can play with it.” Now he stroked Brian up and down, making subtle adjustments in body position. “I can give a little pleasure or a lot, build it slowly or suddenly then let it ease.” Brian’s face reflected the pleasure he was getting and muscle tremors raced through his suspended body when something was particularly intense.

“I can make you cum.” Brian did. The first jet hit Lori on her right breast, the next hit her torso and the third splashed on her trimmed blond bush before the last few hit the floor.

Lori wiped cum off her breast with a finger and pushed the tip between her lips for a taste.

“Even after you cum I can keep you hard. I can raise the intensity and make you moan.” Brian did. “Now we’ll explore higher peaks, and higher. At this point you probably can’t focus on anything but the sensations pouring through your body. You’re thinking it can’t get more intense, but it can, and can again. When I cum you’ll finally get your prize. Lori could you catch his cum?”

Lori knelt in front of Brian, holding the tip of his cock in her mouth, following its motion with her head as Ketuk bounced him along his thick sex pole. Then Ketuk pressed Brian down against the base and pumped him full of his sperm, while Lori caught Brian’s load with her mouth.

Brian blinked as he returned from his pleasure-induced daze. He was surely aware that he was still impaled on Ketuk’s pole as I know the overstuffed feeling is impossible to ignore. He turned his head toward Ketuk who kissed him deeply.

“Lori saved something for you. Kiss her and eat your own cum.”

Lori stood and pressed herself to Brian’s body. He wrapped her in his arms and shared an open mouth kiss as their tongues transferred his seed from her mouth to his and he swallowed it down.

Ketuk disengaged, setting Brian on the floor. Lori gave him another kiss and just held him about the waist maintaining full body contact, her breasts pressing to his pecs and his still semi-hard cock beneath her crotch. Brian was beaming a hundred watt smile and put his hands around Lori, holding her ass possessively as his teammates came by to congratulate him.

With all the attention on Brian, nobody noticed that Wayan had given Bob his prize by fucking him senseless. Wayan threw the kid on his shoulder on the way to toss him in the pool to revive him. Lori suggested that Brian might need another shower before heading home and led him away accompanied by hoots from his teammates.

The boys next swim meet was at Ballard High School. We’d gotten their learners permits and I’d given them some local practice so I agreed when they wanted to do the driving to the meet. They were actually very good, alert in traffic and smooth and skillful in handling the car. I know them well enough so I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I was impressed.

We got some seats by the pool while the teams got ready. There were several families and a good group of students to cheer our team on.

“You must be Lori Fletcher,” said a woman approaching my wife. “I saw you at the last meet. I’m Brian’s mother. I called you before the party last week.”

“Hello. Nice to meet you in person. This is my husband, Peter.” I nodded. “Did Brian enjoy the party?”

“Yes, he did, very much in fact. I hope you didn’t mind me calling to check up.”

“Not at all. You can’t be too careful these days. But we were there the whole time and I can assure you that everyone had fun and that they didn’t sneak in any girlfriends or alcohol.”

“Brian seems so much happier and confident since then. It must have helped.”

“Well, you know, teenagers are such a mess of emotions and hormones it’s a wonder they survive. Perhaps Brian has sorted his out now, though, who can say if a simple party with his friends had anything to do with it. Just be happy that he’s gotten through it successfully.”

“You’re right. I hope I’ll see you later.”

“You certainly had a big impact on him,” I said as she walked back to her husband. “You’re going to be a great mom.”

We won the meet beating Ballard, Cleveland and Chief Sealth. Ketuk was moved to the 400 and 800 meters freestyle that he won easily, while Wayan did the sprints, butterfly and freestyle up to 200 meters and the 400 IM. The team also took the 400 relay with both boys swimming legs and the 400 medley relay with Wayan doing butterfly and Ketuk anchoring on freestyle. Brian took the 100 meters backstroke and swam the initial backstroke leg for the medley. Ryan pulled a close second at 1500 meters.

Unfortunately the girls’ team could only manage third.

After the meet, waiting for the team to shower and dress, something we knew would take a bit longer than you might normally expect, the coach came over to us.

“Mr. Fletcher, Mrs. Fletcher, it really is a pleasure to coach swimmers as talented as Wayan and Ketuk. I think the boys’ team has a good shot at the state championship.”

“Pete and Lori please,” I urged. “The boys have told us how much they enjoy you as their coach.”

“I’d never had exchange students on the team before, but they bonded with everyone immediately and with their talent they became the captains and leaders of the team. I’d say they’re the most popular boys in school. How did they come to stay with you?”

“We were on our honeymoon on Bali and we met their family,” explained Lori. “They invited us to their home. They have a lovely place in the highlands of central Bali where they grow fabulous coffee. They made us feel like part of their family. Wayan and Ketuk were the youngest of six brothers and saw the chance to come to the USA as a way to get a bit more freedom. When the family agreed to let them come, we were happy to agree.”

“The boys mentioned that you’re pregnant.”

“Yes, six weeks now. We got lucky on our honeymoon.”

“That’s great. My wife’s pregnant too. We just confirmed it yesterday. We’d been trying for a couple years and were considering trying a clinic.”

“Congratulations,” I offered.

We saw Brian come out. A cute blond girl ran up to him and hugged him. He put his arm about her waist and walked our way.

“Hi. This is my new girlfriend, Cindy.”

“Hello Cindy. We’re the Fletchers. Brian is a friend of our exchange students.”

“Oh. Wayan and Ketuk. Everyone knows them.”

“I’m sure Brian and you will have lots of fun,” added Lori. They both blushed, so I guess Brian already shown her his new skills.

“Wayan and Ketuk will be a few minutes yet. They’re meeting with the captains of the losing teams.”

“Thanks Brian,” I said. “And congratulations on your win. I saw your parents outside.”

The boys arrived about fifteen minutes later. It was after dark so I needed to do the drive back to our home. The boys were excited from the swim meet and got in the back seat with Lori. She wasn’t wearing a bra or panties so by the time we were on the road, she was riding both their cocks.

“I think you boys are still growing,” observed Lori.

“Yes. We grew another two centimeters taller in a week,” confirmed Wayan.

“And two centimeters on our cocks. They’re almost 30 now, that’s just shy of twelve inches, and thicker too,” added Ketuk.

“We can bench 250 kilos now too. We’ll soon exceed the weight capacity in the gym. The coach says he’ll get more 50 and 100 kilos plates and stronger bars.

“We can curl 100 kilos with one arm for ten reps. Look at this, Lori.” Ketuk, who was plugged in her cunt flexed his arm by her face. “That’s fifty-four centimeters, over twenty-one inches.”

“The supplements must be working. We need to thank Mark and Jeff again.”

“You know you’re much stronger than them,” I said.

“We always thought they were stronger since they’re much bigger and heavier than we.”

“We never had to test that since they recognized us as superior sexually.”

“But it’s nice to know.”

Saturday was for more driving practice. They said they were ready and they were right, so we set next Friday afternoon for the test. They had a couple of friends from the football team over Saturday night. That meant they could give them their full attention and there was little for us to do, great for us, exhausting for their friends.

Mark stopped me while he was doing the lawn Sunday afternoon.

“What’s gotten into the boys?” He asked. “They threw us a mind-blowing fuck after the meet last week.”

“The supplements you gave them are working great. They said they were going to thank you.”

“The fuck was fine, but they were very aggressive physically. With their big cocks we love being fucked, but they never man-handled us like that before.”

“I guess I’m to blame. When they told me how much they were lifting these days, I mentioned they were stronger than you. They’d just assumed you were stronger because you were bigger.”

“They didn’t hurt us or anything, it was just so unexpected. I never met a guy that could make me feel weak in comparison. It’s hard to explain, I guess. On top of that my girlfriend told me she’s pregnant.”

“I assume you were using something.”

“She was on the pill. I read it’s not 100%.”

“So what will you do?”

“She wants to get married. I think that’s best. I can still finish out my degree though money will be a bit tight.”

“The suite above the garage has enough room. I’ll talk to the boys about a raise for next year. Lori will be looking after our twins by then so we can help out while you have classes. Let us know what you decide.”

“Thanks, you’re more than generous.”

They won their next meet at Roosevelt High. I was home early Friday to take the boys to their driving test. I had about an hour before they were due home so I took a mid day break with Lori. I heard a car pull up a bit early but I’d shot a load a few minutes earlier so I apologized to Lori and quickly dressed and rushed downstairs.

Brian had driven the boys home from school.

“Hi Mr. Fletcher.”

“Pete, please. Hello Brian. That was a great performance in the meet. We’ve got to be going for the boys’ driving test. Thanks for driving them home.”

“It’s no problem, Pete. Uh. I was wondering if I could say hello to Lori before I go?”

“You just want to say hello, Brian? I’m sure she’d love you to fuck her if you have time. She’s in our bedroom. Do you remember the way?”

“Yes, I remember and do have the time. Perhaps I’ll stay until you get back and can find out how Wayan and Ketuk did on their test.”

“OK. We’ll be back in a couple hours.” The boys each mussed his hair as they left him in the entryway.

It was no surprise that they were perfect on the written and flawless in the driving test. On they way home they were discussing what cars they’d buy. They decided on Corvettes. That’s a powerful car for a new driver, but it was their decision. I knew them well enough to know that if they thought they could handle it, they could. I’d take them car shopping tomorrow.

When we got home we were greeted by a naked Lori and Brian. Brian’s slim eight-inch piece was hard and shiny with Lori’s juices. They’d obviously just decoupled when they heard us pull up. Brian had his hand around Lori’s waist.

“Hi guys, how did it go?” asked Lori.

“We passed,” announced Wayan.

“Maybe we should ask you how it went,” said Ketuk. “I think Brian wants to replace us as your primary lover.”

“Brian was great. He brought me off several times. He’ll always be welcome in my bed. But I could never replace my big boys.”

“Why don’t we go to our room and celebrate since you’re already undressed for it.”

Wayan tossed Lori over his shoulder and Ketuk carried Brian while I followed. When we arrived at the giant master suite the boys tossed Lori and Brian on their backs into the middle of the bed and then turned to me and tore my clothes to shreds before tossing me onto the bed.

The boys decided to give us a show. First they stepped out of their shoes. Then they pulled their shirts off over their heads. Then they made a double biceps pose.

“Can your new boy-toy match these, Lori?” Wayan taunted.

“We’re up to 55 centimeters now,” asserted Ketuk. “We’re benching 290 kilos now. That’s more than twice your combined weight.”

“Brian has good muscles. I feel safe in his arms. Hold me tight lover.” Brian wrapped his arms about Lori with his hands on her large firm breasts.

“How about these abs?” asked Wayan.

“They are nice,” conceded Lori. “But my lover has a nice firm stomach too. Let me sit on your lap dear.” Lori straddled Brian’s Slim, firm thighs as he held her from behind. When she sat down his slim pole slid easily between her lower lips. “It feels so nice in there.”

“I’m surprised you can feel it at all,” Ketuk said. “Look at this.” He ran his index finger along the long outline of the thick pole under the tight cloth.

“I think Lori might want a closer look,” said Wayan unbuttoning his jeans. He slowly pealed them down. “There’s the tip. It’s almost at my hip just below the top of my jeans. I’m lucky it’s not hard or it might have popped out. That would have been embarrassing during our driving test, though I think the examiner spent more time looking at it than the road.”

“It looks too big. Brian’s feels so comfortable inside me.”

“You should give up,” insisted Brian, playing along. “It’s clear she prefers me.”

“I think Lori needs a better look,” said Ketuk, pushing his jeans down his bulging thighs and pealing them off, taking his socks too. Wayan followed his lead. They stood facing Lori with their legs split and hands on their hips. Their thick sex was angled about forty-five degrees below horizontal, the heads still hooded by their foreskins.

“You know we’re 31 centimeters when we’re hard,” said Wayan. “That’s a cock and a half over Brian and three times thicker too.”

“It doesn’t look that big.”

“I think you need to see it ready for action,” said Ketuk. “Watch.”

Without touching them their cocks grew and grew. As they did the angle increased to horizontal and beyond. The mushroom-shaped cap pushed more and more beyond its hood. As the skin retracted past the flange, the shaft reached vertical, extending past their second row of their 6-packs.

“We may be even a bit bigger than last we measured. We’re growing boys.”

“They’re much too big. I don’t like them. Besides, I already have a lover.”

“Well, I like them,” I added..

“We know you’re queer for our cocks, but we have two so Lori can have one too.”

“I already have one. I don’t need another.”

“She’s right. I’m already inside her. There’s no room for you.”

“We’ll see about that. I think it’s overdue we taught you to give the proper respect real men demand. Wayan you take the queer and I’ll take the slut.”

Wayan kneeled on the bed, grabbed my ankles and bent me double. His broad torso moved over me and I felt that tremendous cock press along my smaller one. It was hot and throbbing with power.

Beside me Ketuk had lifted Lori’s legs to his shoulder. Her body pressed into Brian who shifted one arm to brace himself against falling back on the bed. With one hand he positioned the wide tip of his spear where her lips parted around Brian’s cock. He pressed.

“What are you doing?” asked Brian who could feel pressure on his cock.

“Giving you some lessons,” asserted Ketuk. “Your first lesson is sharing.”

I couldn’t see Lori’s opening from beneath Wayan but as he dragged Brian closer splitting his legs around his thighs, the long shaft had to be entering her. From the thrashing about that Lori and Brian were doing the sensations were extreme. I remembered when the boys had doubled up in me when we were in Bali. At least Lori can be thankful that both cocks aren’t thick ones.

Then I forgot about Lori as Wayan started entering me. He was big, not as big as his eldest brothers. Did he say they were 31 now? They grew 5 centimeters, two inches, in a couple months. Was it the supplements, a normal teenage growth spurt, or a bit of both?

“You like my big cock?” asked Wayan, who was only halfway in.

“You know I do, boss.”

“That’s good. You remembered. You must act like our parents for school and we thought you were forgetting. In this family, we are the husbands and you are our wives. We will provide for our family and keep you sexual satisfied. You will obey us, not because we are stronger, but because you love us.”

As Wayan talked he’d put himself fully into me, the massive, hot, throbbing member in the midst of my gut unmistakable proof of his dominance. He didn’t need me to answer him. A look at my face confirmed my love for him. He smiled down at me.

“Look at Lori,” he commanded.

She was still on Brian’s lap, but Brian, being held by the hips, was straddling Ketuk in the middle of his bulging thighs. His pale cock was still in Lori but next to it was the thick, golden flesh from Ketuk. There was still six inches or so of the pole yet to enter her. Brian had his arms wrapped about Lori’s chest while Lori’s hands pressed the flat plates of Ketuk’s pectorals.

“We knew Lori enjoyed sex and we encouraged her by providing her a variety to explore. We think she truly loves Brian. Brian has a girlfriend now but needs a sexual relationship where he can be completely uninhibited and Lori can offer that. It’s just we felt that Lori was beginning to think of us as just two and the best of her many lovers. We’re going to remind her that we are her whole world.”

“Brian, can you feel me now? I’m head-to-head with you,” said Ketuk as he pulled Brian’s hips a couple inches closer to him. “No need to answer. I can see it on your face. Now I’m going to give you a little cock massage.”

Ketuk with a slight pump from his hips moved his pole in and out about an inch, brushing the head of Brian’s cock with the flange of his own. With a grunt Brian came, squeezing Lori in his arms.

“Oh, Ketuk, Ketuk,” moaned Lori as she orgasmed too.

“That’s better, Lori. Brian has his best cum in a week. I can feel it dripping back on my cock head. But, Lori, you moan my name because you know who’s responsible for your pleasure. Lori, now I’ll fuck you. You need to be reminded what a real man can do. In two minutes you won’t remember your own name, but you’ll remember mine. When I come you’ll be in a dream world where there is no sight, sound, or time, only sensation. I’ll keep you there moaning my name as your last connection to the world. When you open your eyes you’ll see my face and kiss me in your joy.

“Brian, you’re going along for the ride and lesson two, size does matter.”

With that Ketuk pulled Brian closer until all twelve of his inches were in Lori. Then he lifted the pair up and away extracting most of the long shaft. Then the real fuck began. The hot flesh seemed to know where to go to cause the most exquisite pleasure.

“Oh God, Oh God,” mumbled Brian, clinging tightly to Lori he came again and again.

Lori was moaning Ketuk’s name as her mantra. He called her name but she didn’t react, lost in the sensations that caused one orgasm after another. Ketuk made a strong thrust as he unleashed his seed. Lori body convulsed and she screamed his name. When he resumed his motion Lori just stared at him with wide, glazed eyes softly mumbling his name.

“Your turn,” announced Wayan as he started to fuck me.

Both the boys knew how to fuck. I don’t mean put dick in ass or cunt and move it about. Everyone can do that. It’s just they know their partner. If it were someone new they’d learn in the first minutes. But the boys knew Lori and I, inside and out. Wayan found the spots that controlled me. I rocketed straight to an eruption and moved into a world of endless sensation.

How long I was there I don’t know and didn’t care. My first memory on returning was Wayan’s face hovering above my eyes. I wrapped my arms about his neck and kissed him on the lips. He slipped his long tongue in my mouth and I caressed it with my own like it were his cock.

Gradually bits of the world dropped into my mind. I was still bent double with my calves on Wayan’s shoulders, nearly beside my head. We were both dripping from cum shot while I was fucked, many times by the amount, though I only think I remember once. Wayan’s long cock was still in me. I could feel the heat, the pressure and the beat from the blood coursing, powerful but now quiet.

I saw Lori, now sitting in Ketuk’s lap with her flesh stretched about the root of the thick shaft that entered her. A steady seepage of cum was leaking from the juncture and oozing down the short length of visible cock and covering the drawn-up ball sack. Brian had repositioned between Ketuk’s thighs so he could lick the cum-coated flesh. I noticed his cock and groin area was coated with cum from the time he spent sharing Lori with Ketuk.

Ketuk and Lori had obviously been watching Wayan fuck me.

“Did you both have fun?” Ketuk asked. Fun hardly describes what we had and he knew it. Lori and I nodded.

“And what lesson have you relearned?” Wayan asked me.

“You are the men of the family and we will love, honor and obey you as respectful wives should,” I replied and meant it. They were right. We had been starting to think of ourselves more like parents and the boys had been required to remind us of their dominance in a friendly but forceful way.

“Brian, you’re are friend and teammate. You’re welcome to fuck Lori or Pete. Just ask permission from Wayan or me first. And Lori or Pete, if you meet Brian and he says he wants to fuck, you can assume he has our permission since we trust him not to abuse his privileges.

“Thanks Ketuk. I really appreciate that.”

“If you can stay the night Brian, you can fuck Lori again and we’ll show you how to fuck Pete and, of course we’ll fuck you.”

“That’s great, but I’ve got to call my mom. My phone was in my pants.”

“Then it’s in my bedroom,” said Lori, “end of the hall.” He jumped out of bed and ran out.

He was back in a minute with the phone to his face. “My mom wants to speak to you.”

“Hello. Yes. Pete and I will be home the whole time. No. No alcohol. And no girls, except me of course. Ha. Yes. See you at the next meet. Bye. It’s OK you can stay Brian.”

We spent a few hours together in the big bed exploring some of the possible combinations with four poles and eleven holes before the boys fucked us off to the happy land of dreams.

Now everyone was recovering in the big master shower. I was shampooing Ketuk’s hair while he was doing Brian’s with Brian riding his cock. Wayan was seated on the bench with Lori, facing him, straddling his thick thighs, impaled on his pole. They were doing each other’s hair. Wayan straight black hair was twice as long as Lori’s shoulder length blond locks. Draped in front it would reach to the bottom of his pecs. This morning soapy, wet blond and black strands were intermingled.

About ten the boys were ready to hit the road to shop for cars. I was along to drive the Escalade back once they had their wheels. Wayan took the driving first with Ketuk in the passenger slot and me behind.

Brian would stay with Lori for a couple hours before heading home. He had a date with Cindy in the evening.

They headed over to Lake City Way and pulled into a dealership. They got a salesman right away, a function more from pulling up in a new Escalade than ourselves. The salesman tried to engage me but the boys took charge and I stayed in the background. Wayan was interested in a red Corvette convertible, listed at a bit over $67,000, and Ketuk in a black Corvette coupe, at just under $60,000. Both were in dealers stock and the salesman, after talking with the manager, took both the boys out for a test drive in their chosen car. He was much calmer on the return after seeing their driving skills.

Back in the office the boys explained the planned to pay cash and no more than the MSRP including all dealers fees. That was $59,675 for the convertible and $50,605 for the coupe. The salesman sputtered and, addressing me, said this was unrealistic and nowhere near the vehicles value. It was then that Ketuk told me to step outside as Wayan was explaining that they’d offered a fair price and this was not a negotiation.

Ketuk shut the door behind me. I took a seat on the showroom floor and noticed they’d closed the blinds. About fifteen minutes later, the manager went in. Ten minutes later everyone exited with big smiles.

“The cars will be ready in two hours. We paid $59,000 and $50,000 including the title fees.” Wayan explained.

“What happened in there? Did you fuck him?”

“Only on the car price,” said Ketuk. “He had a family photo on his desk, a wife and teenage son and daughter.”

“We just asked him what he thought might happen if his wife, son or daughter, met someone who looked like us, very friendly and interested in them. No force or compulsion, just friends having fun.”

“I guess he didn’t like the answer he thought to himself.”

“We offered a fair price and they tried to screw us out of extra thousands. We had the money. It’s the principle. So we suggested screwing can go both ways.”

We went for a bite of lunch while they prepared the vehicles. Wayan pulled out his MacBook Pro and got on the internet for insurance using the car details from the dealer. I was glad I wasn’t paying that insurance bill.

I drove home after they picked up their new Vettes. They wanted to try them out with a bit of a drive.

Brian had headed home just before I got home. Since Lori was still naked, resting in our bed and the boys would be gone for a while, I took advantage of the rare break to fuck my wife.

The next week was easy as I no longer had to drive the boys to school. They enjoyed the freedom their cars gave them and visited friends after school and did some shopping.

Their next swim meet was at Rainier Beach High. They drove their Vettes and we came down in the Escalade. The men’s team won again and qualified for the city championship to be held after the Thanksgiving break. The girls didn’t do well and we heard that some were pregnant.

We waited after the meet to congratulate the boys. Brian, who won the 100 and 200 meters backstroke and the lead on the medley relay victory, was out early. He’d driven down in Wayan’s red convertible, but he said he was driving back with us. Cindy or his parents hadn’t come to this meet, probably by his design. He waited with us, arm about Lori’s waist, for the boys, who he said were settling bets with the other team captains.

They came out about twenty minutes later each with a captain from one of the losing schools that they said would be spending the night. Their partners were very subdued. They had been fucked already and knew they’d be fucked some more. They’d been subdued, mentally and physically, and, by morning, they would be virtual slaves to the boys’ will. They went off to introduce the boys to their families that had attended the meet and explain their plans. I wondered what their families thought, but, perhaps, they never could image the changes that befallen their sons.

The boys drove their guests in their Vettes. Brian came with us, sharing the back seat with Lori who sucked his cock on the ride. Brian had left his car at our home before riding with Wayan. The boys had gotten there ahead of us and were in their room with their guests. We took Brian to our room where he fucked Lori, I and Lori again, before heading home.

We saw the boys and their guests at breakfast, two more in love with them. We had worn our sarongs but they were still nude. Ketuk came up to me and pulled off my sarong. He pushed his cock up my ass as we shared a kiss. Meanwhile, Wayan pushed Lori’s sarong up past her hips and plunged his big pole into her as they kissed. A few quick hip thrusts in the right places brought Lori off as he shot his seed inside her. I knew this little show was to make clear to their latest conquests what our relationship was. Their guests were oblivious to anyone that wasn’t Wayan or Ketuk, not even a stare for Lori’s breasts or pussy. Their eyes were on the big cocks, fully erect and vertical, glistening with juices from my ass and Lori’s pussy.

While they were having breakfast and the protein supplement, they asked us about our time with Brian. They’ve been teaching him to be a better top with some of the guys from the team, but he really prefers women. I said I enjoyed his fuck, but he’ll never equal them. That brought a laugh.

As we were sharing the meal and conversation the others were between their thighs, sucking their cocks. When we’d finished our meal they got theirs. The boys must have fucked them this morning and several times last evening, but they still had trouble swallowing all the cum they were fed. When they finished and stood, both wiped their mouths of the excess with the backs of their hands and then licked it off. The boys took them back upstairs without ever telling us their names; just casual fucks, used and forgotten.

Now with there new wheels, both boys would stay at different friends Friday night. My parent genes were telling me to ask questions, but Lori put her hand on my knee. It was enough to remind me that they were not under my control.

When I got home after work Friday, their cars were gone, but I recognized Brian’s. He was in our bedroom fucking Lori, probably for some time.

“Hi Pete, he greeted me cheerfully while continuing to stroke Lori. “Will you fuck me while I finish another round.”

“And then the guys can switch places,” added Lori.

That sounded like a plan to me. The boys had made our arrangements for the night.

Ketuk arrived back a bit after eight in the morning. He stopped up in our room where Lori and I were sleeping in on the Saturday morning. Brian had left in the evening, not having his parents’ permission to stay out overnight.

Ketuk scooped both of us up in his arms and carried us to his room, saying that Wayan and he wanted to talk to us. Wayan was there, changing from his jeans to the sarong we all used at home. Ketuk placed us in their bed and sat down beside us. Wayan sat down too still holding the bright sarong in his hand.

“We are concerned about some things at school,” Wayan began. I heard the concern in his voice, but couldn’t help but look at his big sex organ, still near ten-inches totally soft between his massive thighs.

“It seems that there are an unusual number of girls getting pregnant,” continued Ketuk.

“A number are girlfriends of guys we know..”

“And about half the girls’ swim team.”

“Did you have sex with any of them?” I asked.

“No,” they said in unison.

“But you had sex with their boyfriends,” observed Lori.

“Yes. Mostly. But a few of the swimmers are thought to be lesbians,” answered Wayan.

“Your coach’s wife is pregnant too and Mark’s girlfriend. You’ve had sex with them too,” I observed.

“Yes but not their girlfriends,” insisted Ketuk.

“Did you ever fuck your teammates in the school pool?” I asked.

“A few times,” admitted Wayan.

“You’re worried you’re responsible,” said Lori. They nodded.

“It’s possible,” I said. “Lori, could you bring me a condom.” She left to get one from our bathroom.

“We don’t use condoms. They’re not effective with us even if they don’t rupture,” said Ketuk.

“It’s for an experiment. I have some ideas, but there’s a lot of guesswork.”

“What’s your theory?”

Lori was back with a couple condom packets.

“Let’s try this first. Can you put on a condom and shoot into it?”

Wayan took one and opened it.

“It’s way too small for you, but you only have to slip it on a few inches. Leave plenty of room for cum.”

“I haven’t masturbated since I was eight, but it was our first sex lesson from our parents. You can’t understand your partners’ pleasure until you know your own.”

Wayan held his pole lightly in his right hand and placed his left with the thumb below the shaft and cupping his orange-sized balls. He pressed and rubbed places he knew very well. He was rapidly at full erection, now easily thirteen inches. A bit more stimulation and he started pumping his seed until a tennis ball bulge of cum formed above the tip.

“What now?”

“Take it off twisting the opening so it doesn’t run out,” I instructed.

He did and handed me the full latex. I held it. A few minutes later a film formed on the outside and soon it started a slow drip.

“That’s why we don’t use them,” said Ketuk.

“It’s also why your friends girls are getting pregnant. If your sperm can get through latex it will get through the walls of the gut. Then it can go anywhere. Some may get mixed with cum your friends shoot. I know your coach was trying to get his wife pregnant and Mark and his girlfriend were relying on the pill. We know that doesn’t work with you. I don’t know how many of your sperm gets into a friend’s cum or how long after a fuck it might survive. It may not take too many in your case. It’s a bit like that in the pool. Your sperm are diluted and I can’t tell without experimenting how long they might last, but a girl using the pool might be exposed to a few to a few thousand. Obviously some found an egg to fertilize.”

“Wow. We tried to be careful and never had sex with a girl. But we weren’t careful enough. What do we do?”

“First, don’t fuck in a public pool. Our home pool should be fine since we know who is using it. Second, if the friends you fuck aren’t strictly gay, and most aren’t, they should use a condom when fucking their girlfriends.”

“But the condom doesn’t stop our sperm,” Wayan objected, pointing to the swollen latex I held that was forming another drop.

“Yes, but there are millions in here. With just dozens to thousands diluted in a friend’s cum it will work for the few minutes necessary. I don’t want to waste this.” I drank his cum from the latex.

“What do we about those already pregnant?” asked Ketuk.

“There is little you can do,” Lori said. “Some will have their babies, some will be adopted and some may already have ended their pregnancies.”

“They would do that?”

“Yes, some,” I agreed. “But we love having your eldest brothers’ sons. I bet your coach and his wife are happy. But there will be problems. The babies will look like you and I guess be twins. That will raise questions. DNA will show you are the fathers, but you never had sex with their mothers. At least there are several months to decide what to do.”

“I think we need to apologize,” said Wayan softly. “You’ve been wonderful.”

“But we’ve gone too far in demonstrating our dominance,” continued Ketuk. “It was rude, but you never complained.”

“We know you love us and not just this,” Wayan indicated his still stiff cock.

“We do love you. You’re what we’d like my children to be at your age,” insisted Lori. “Though I do admit I love sex with you.” She ran a finger along the length of Wayan’s pole.

“I think we understand you boys a little,” I added. “In spite of your strength and sexual skill you’re still just a few months past fourteen and on your own for the first time. In a couple years you’ll be confident enough that you’ll not need to demonstrate you’re the boss. Everyone will know it just by your manner.”

“We promised to obey you as wives and don’t regret that,” said Lori.

“I guess we haven’t been respectful enough husbands,” admitted Ketuk.

“But that will change,” Wayan promised. “At least we can show our love in the traditional way.”

Wayan slipped a muscled arm about my back and pulled me close. He looked into my eyes and I knew I was loved. We shared a kiss as we lay back on the bed. Ketuk lay beside me kissing Lori, who had his sarong draped about her neck.

We rested on our sides, looking at each other. I felt the bulging muscles of his upper arm, tracing the vein that ran along his biceps. He was still a couple inches shorter than my five eleven, but about forty pounds heavier and all that was muscle. His chest was 50% wider than mine, so on our sides his head was several inches above mine. The swelling pectoral muscles pushed his male nipples to point toward his waist and sides. The broad chest tapered to a narrow waist, set off by six bricks of abdominal muscles.

I felt the steel plates of his chest and with my fingers traced the lines that carved the abs. But just beyond the first row was the head of his magnificent cock. Fully hard, the skin that enfolds the tip retracted past the flange, I stared at the slit in the end. Drops of precum would form and flow, dripping off the lower side.

My own cock was hard as it always is in proximity to the boys. At eight inches it didn’t reach as far as the base of his cock head. Wayan’s member was so much thicker too. I was leaking precum too, but not nearly as much.

I brushed a finger around the head, spreading the oozing fluid over the surface then traced the veins and bumps along the surface of the thick shaft.

Wayan slipped a foot between my ankles and pressed until his hard calf was splitting both of mine. As he bent his leg he forced mine apart to make room for his thigh. He pushed until his quadriceps was touching my balls. He held my waist in his hands and rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him, resting on his muscled torso. He moved his other leg between forcing mine to spread wide.

Our cocks were pressed together between our bodies. I still hand one hand on his pole where it extended beyond my own. I could feel it throbbing with power, waiting to be released. The skin felt hot against my own cock that would quiver in response to every motion of his much larger organ.

He held me tight to him with one arm about my back while the hand of the other probed my ass. His finger traced around my ring and eased inside. This was for my pleasure as there’s no need anymore to prepare me for his big muscle. He found a spot to trigger my cock and I sprayed my seed against his pole, providing extra lube for what was to follow.

I looked at Wayan’s smiling face. It was framed by locks of his straight black hair. Some had spread over the bulging pectorals and along the valley between his arms and traps. His white teeth contrasted nicely to the golden brown skin. Other than the hair on his head and a small bush above his meaty cock Wayan was without a bit of body hair. His chin and face had no hint of stubble. Well he was only really fourteen, a fact that was hard to believe looking at his physical development and sexual prowess.

With Lori’s moaning providing background music, I looked into Wayan’s eyes. He saw I was ready and drew me into a kiss. He stroked my tongue with his. I was ready and he knew it.

He pushed me along his body, my cock shifting along his cobblestone abs as the thick tube of his dick passed under my crotch. He pushed it behind my balls until it lodged against my hole. Another firm push and he was inside.

He shoved a few more of his many inches into me, punching the button of my prostate with the tip of his spear. He bucked his hips under me to massage me inside with the flaring head. My body shook as I came again.

“Our parents gave us our first lesson about sex when we were six,” Wayan explained as he let me recover, just keeping enough motion to leave me excited. “We were only 15 centimeters then and couldn’t produce cum.

“First we learned how to please ourselves, finding what gave us pleasure. Then we learned how to please a partner, man or woman. Our mother was the only woman safe to practice with but she taught us well. Lessons were our only chance to fuck our older brothers, but they fucked us every day. We, of course, were taught how to be receptive to another man and our brothers were all excellent at fucking. However, mostly Ketuk and I practiced on each other.

“When we were eight we were given tutoring at home in various subjects instead of school. The tutors were all young men in university. We were only about 140 centimeters, well under five feet and less than 45 kilos, but still quite strong and about 17 centimeters. We seduced our tutor that first day. It was expected. We knew our brothers were having sex with their tutors too.

“We got a bit carried away. We had never had sex with someone outside our family before. We found it easy to give our tutor pleasure and thought more would be better. When our father looked in on us he’d been delirious for hours. It took him a day to regain awareness and another to stand unassisted. From then on he was always hard when we were with him. It was our first lesson on the power we could exercise.

“Now we’re learning to use our power responsibly. We’re lucky to have you in our new family. We know you love us, but we love you just as much. Thank you.”

“I’m proud of you. Your body says you’re a man and now your mental development has caught up with your body. You’re a good person, but, right now I’m really, really need more of that man-sized cock.”

Wayan rolled me over to my back, bridging my body on his knees and elbows. He wound up deeper in my gut. It felt like about half way.

My legs were raised to rest on his shoulders, bending me double. He began to fuck. The first deep thrust sent a wave of pleasure through me. My eyes went wide as I stared at his face above mine. He smiled and shook his head. His long hair tumbled from his back forming a curtain around our heads, our private world.

He kissed me again as he continued to move within me, touching all the right buttons. As the sensations rocked my mind I sucked on his long tongue. He knew what he was doing to me. My cock erupted. He broke the kiss and lifted his head a few inches above mine and smiled.

He started again, faster and more intense. I came again, arching my back. He eased me down. I was panting to catch my breath.

He built me up to another peak. He took longer and held me on the verge forever. I was sweating and moaning. Finally he pushed me to orgasm and I came. Then just as I eased down, he started spewing deep inside me as his cock beat my intestines like a drum. I came again even harder.

“That was more than I could handle,” I said, slowly regaining my breath.

“No, it wasn’t. I’ve taken you beyond there before and I know I could take you even further. I’ve taken you to the timeless world. If you want I could take you to the place beyond it.”

“I remember the that. I was there and happy and then I wasn’t. What will this be like?”

“Different. More. I’ve been there myself, as have my brothers. It’s impossible to describe. There is some danger. My parents said sometimes a person doesn’t come back. That’s what we feared with our first tutor. But you’re safe if you’re with someone you love and loves you. I’ll take you to heaven and bring you back.”

“Let’s go. I know I’m safe with you.”

And we did go, there and back again. But don’t expect me to describe the journey.


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