Chapter 3 - April Fool's Version
by Dan Kirk
The cloud of steam rising from the bubbling hot tub was a good thing. A very good thing, really, with Brian’s foot resting on top of mine underneath the water. All five of us were in the brand new hot tub my parents had bought last month. It was one of those large ones that stood up above the ground with a dark walnut paneled base. There were six seats in the hot tub. The empty seat was between Sean and I, and then Brandon sat next to Sean, with Trevor next to Brandon and then Brian in the seat between Trevor and I. It was cold outside, and the hot water was producing so much steam that we could barely see each other on the dark back patio.
The Secret Service and my mother had finally decided on a semi-permanent charcoal gray tent awning that had similar-colored netting hanging down on the sides. If we had a party, the netting could be lifted, but when it was down, it obscured the porch enough to satisfy the Secret Service. So far, there had been no real major incidents since they’d been watching us.
“This feels so good tonight.” Brian said as he stretched out a bit, pressing his leg more firmly against mine. That sent a little thrill through me, and I regretted once again that I’d worn my favorite blue Speedo into the hot tub. At least the hot water was hiding my reaction from my friends. Part of me would have been mortified if they’d seen what was happening to me whenever Brian touched me, but wild horses could have pulled me away.
“Yeah, well we thought that guy was going to pin you right up to the end.” Sean teased Brian. The state championship for wrestling had been earlier today, and Brian had taken first place. I’d managed to get third, and Sean who had surprised us all by joining the team placed first in his weight class as well. Unlike Brian, who’d had a tough final match, he’d easily pinned his opponent in less than a minute.
“Show off.” Brandon teased Sean, elbowing him slightly underwater. Sean moved in a blur of action and had the much taller, and heavier, Brandon in a headlock, dunking his head repeatedly. For the first month the Secret Service had been watching me, we’d been a little hesitant about any roughhousing, but by now we’d learned what was okay, and what wasn’t.
Trevor joined in on the action and pulled Sean off of Brandon. Together, the two of them dunked my best friend head first into the water, and when he came up spluttering, I surged forward to help him. I didn’t make it to him though, as Brian moved to intercept me. We grappled with each other for several minutes, our hands slipping on each other’s wet skin, and we were laughing our heads off Suddenly, Brandon flew backwards as Sean pushed him and he slammed into Brian, who slammed into me.
I froze in shock as Brian came into full contact with the raging erection in my Speedos, and I froze, as did he. We stayed like that for a long moment; our lips mere inches apart and I realized something hard was poking into my thigh, where he rested against me. His arms were around me, and I closed my eyes as he inched forward, only to wince in pain as his head slammed into mine when Sean was thrown against him.
“That hurt.” Brian groaned aloud, holding his forehead, and I slipped under the water, until just my head was above the water level. Hopefully the steam hid the wild blushes I could feel on my cheek. That had been so close, and yet… I wondered if we were ready for that, yet.
“That’s enough.” I said sternly and my three other friends calmed down, turning to stare at us.
“You okay, Bri?” Sean asked worriedly. He’d long since gotten over his fears of being abandoned, and had become fast friends with each of them, although he and Brandon were fast becoming inseparable. Poor Trevor had been heard to complain he was feeling like a fifth wheel half the time.
“Yeah, I just hit my head on Davey’s and we all know how hard his head is.” Brian retorted, garnering laughter at my expense. If only he knew just how hard I’d been!
“So both your parents are in D.C. and we have the house all to ourselves.” Brandon said to me as we all settled back down in our seats. Brian’s foot came to rest back on mine, and I could see him looking at me out of the corner of his eye. He relaxed when I smiled at him, and moved my toe so that it brushed the bottom of his foot.
We both knew what we wanted, and we both knew our friends would be okay with it, but neither of us had been willing to take that next step. Besides, finding time alone, with just the two of us, without an adult or the Secret Service around was just too difficult a lot of the time. Not that they’d say anything to Dad, just like they kept my sharing a drink with my friends at the school dance a secret.
By common acclamation, all five of us had gone stag that night.
“Yeah, and you know we aren’t going to do anything.” I said to him and he snorted. Of course, he’d brought a small bottle of vodka we’d mix up once we’d gone upstairs, away from the watchful eyes of the Secret Service. They had a security camera out here, but upstairs we would be in private.
“I’ve got dibs on the bed.” Brian said suddenly and I felt something tickle the inside of my spine. My erection had started to fade, but now it came back full force.
“You know, you guys don’t have to sleep on the floor.” I told the rest of them.
“Hey!” Sean protested. “I’m your best friend! Since when does Brian rate higher than me.”
“Since he became my boyfriend.” Brian said in a voice that he probably meant to be a tease, but came out far too serious. His move to pull me through the water and into his lap at the same time worked flawlessly, though, and before I knew it I was in his lap with his arms around me.
“Cute.” Trevor said, starting to laugh by himself, but the knowing looks being exchanged by Brandon and Sean cut him short. My legs were shaking and I could feel my stomach getting ready to hurl, but at the same time I’d never felt better. Trust Brian to make the first move, and to make it in such a way that there was no going back.
“It’s about damn time.” Sean said with a slow smile and I felt my heart stop for a moment. He was by far the most religious of us, and while he and I had talked a bit back when we first hit puberty, he’d been really troubled back then. It was nice to see a few months had made him more relaxed. Then again, he’d met Brian’s Uncle Rich a few times now, as had I, and some things seemed a lot easier, especially among this group.
“Oh.” Trevor said as he realized Brian hadn’t been joking, and Brian’s arms around me tightened slightly as he pulled me against his chest. His lips found my ear.
“This…this is okay, right?” Brian whispered into my ear as our three friends looked at us with a little shock, a little surprise, and a lot of excitement judging by the looks on their face.
“Um, you could have asked me.” I said softly so that they couldn’t hear, although Sean was leaning forward, being obvious in his desire to overhear us.
“I…like you.” Brian whispered so softly I could barely hear. “I…I told my parents I wanted to ask you out.”
“Oh wow, they won’t say anything…” I started to ask but his arms tightened around me just a little more.
“They know better.” He assured me and I sighed with relief, leaning my head back further so it rested on his shoulder. I almost regretted having cut my hair so short, but the stubble on the side of my head made this wonderful little spring-like bounce when they touched the stubble on Brian’s head. All five of us had shaved our heads to nothing but stubble a week ago.
“You still haven’t asked me.” I teased Brian as my voice hitched in my throat and I warm feeling, not made by the hot water we were in, filled my chest. It was going to happen at last!
“Davey, will you be my boyfriend?” My Brian asked me seriously in a voice loud enough for our friends to hear. All three of them leaned forward to hear my response.
“Yes.” I said with a smile, twisting in his grip until my arms locked around his neck and we were face to face, with my feet spread out behind me. He leaned forward, and our lips touched in their first kiss together. At first, I almost felt disappointed at the feeling of lips just touching, but then he leaned forward a bit more and I knew I was being kissed. It was my tongue, though, that crept out first and tingled along the line of his lower lip, begging for entry into his mouth. Brian let out a moan as his lips parted and my tongue entered deep into his mouth. Then it was my turn to moan as his tongue rose up and reminded me who the wrestling champion was. His arms tightened their grip until I was pressed so firmly against his chest that I couldn’t have breathed if I wanted to.
That was when the other three guys struck, grabbing my two legs and pulling so hard I slipped out off Brian’s grip and was dragged under the water.
“What the fuck!?” I shouted as I slipped out of their grip and re-surfaced.
“Dude, the camera?” Sean’s voice was half exclamation, half question and I looked at the nearest security camera that was over the glass sliding door.
“Dude, there’s a reason why they’re called the Secret Service!” I shot back, a little angry as Brian started laughing. Damnit, your first kiss isn’t supposed to end like this! This wasn’t fair! Other people got good first kisses, why couldn’t I?
“Yeah, they’re probably paying up the winner of the bet.” Brandon offered and Sean gave him a dirty look.
“It was your idea!” Sean blasted back and I gave Brandon a withering look.
“Um, I think it’s time to get back inside.” Brandon said, pulling himself out of the hot tub before I could reach him. He still wasn’t fast enough to escape though, and his struggling proved useless as I put him in a body bind. “Noooo!” Brandon screamed as I dragged him to the side of the pool and threw him in. Naturally, he tried to take me with him, but I was too quick, and dodged out of his grip.
Our pool was most definitely not heated.
“You…” Brandon started to splutter as he came up out of the water, but he was practically turning blue before our eyes, and concentrated more on getting out of the freezing water while the four of us laughed at him. He grabbed a towel out of a chair as he rushed out of the pool and back inside the house.
Brian coming up and putting an arm around my shoulder, the way he’d been doing for the last month was nice, and I knew although I wanted more, there’d be time for that. Unlike the hot tub with its steam, and even with the netting down, it was still conceivable for someone with a camera to see perfectly well what was going on if we kissed.
“Go inside?” Brian asked and I nodded.
The air was cold outside, and I was starting to shiver by the time that I grabbed a towel and dried off a bit before going inside. Mom would freak out if she came home and there were chlorine stains on her rug. Hopefully Brandon’s mad dash inside hadn’t left too much water on the carpet, and as my friends dried off and headed inside, I reminded myself to get a fresh towel inside and mop up any water he’d left.
Brandon had other plans, with a pitcher of ice water he threw at me as soon as I was inside. Sean, Trevor and Brian were laughing their asses off at me as I stood there, just inside the doorway, wearing nothing but my Speedo and sputtering at the cold water. At least they had the good sense to help me clean up the rug before they headed off upstairs.
I was the last one to head up, bringing five glasses and a pitcher full of orange juice with me. As I headed towards the stairs, Paul, who was the agent on duty tonight, appeared in the doorway that led to the Secret Service office/room on the first floor. He had a broad smile on his face, and was shaking his head while looking at the pitcher of orange juice and glasses in my hand. Before I could come up with a silly excuse, he just put his finger to his lips in a ‘sushing’ motion and then turned to head back to his office.
Thank God for the ‘Secret’ in Secret Service.
Mom and Dad were both in
Which was how we got away with mixing the small bottle of vodka Brandon had brought with the orange juice once we were all in the Play Room. My sister still had claimed most of the space, although her latest obsession, fighter plane models, littered most of the room. A foosball table stood in one of the corners I still claimed, but my friends had cleared a space in the middle of the room, which was where we sat in a circle, with me next to Brian and Sean across from us, between Brandon and Trevor. We all sat on the floor, Indian style, while Brandon emptied the small bottle into all five glasses. The drinks were pretty strong, but we’d each only have one glass.
We liked the effect of feeling slightly buzzed, but after one scary incident, none of us liked the yuckiness associated with waking up after getting really drunk. When we’d each raised our glasses in a silent toast and taken fairly large gulps, Brandon tossed the empty vodka bottle in the middle of the circle we’d formed.
“Oh no.” Sean moaned. “We’re going to do this?”
“Truth or Dare.” Brandon said with a grin. We’d only played it once, that night we’d all gotten really drunk and most of us only had foggy memories of the silly stuff we’d done.
“Okay, but any dares have to be up here, not involving the Secret Service.” I said sternly, setting some limits.
“Okay.” Trevor agreed, and everyone else nodded.
“Who’s first?” Brian asked and Brandon pointed at me. I smiled before leaning forward and spinning the bottle. While we waited for it to stop, I took another large sip of my drink as Brian’s hand sought my free one. Trevor snickered as I put my hand in his, right up until the bottle stopped on him. He looked at me as if I’d made it happen and then let out a sigh.
“Truth.” He stated and it was my turn to snicker.
“Have you ever kissed someone before?” I asked, causing Brandon, Sean and Brian to hoot with laughter while Trevor blushed. His brown bangs covered his eyes as he cast them down at the ground.
“Yes.” He muttered, and we all laughed again. With a smirk, he leaned forward and spun the bottle. It came to rest on Brandon who looked Trevor in the eye and said “Dare.”
“I dare you to take off your shorts.” Trevor said and Brandon blushed before frowning at Trevor, who just lifted an eyebrow. Brandon let out a sigh and stood up before pulling his blue swim trunks down. We’d all seen him in the showers, but I could swear he’d gotten a little longer, and there were more hairs there than there’d been last week. As he sat down, he threw his shorts at Trevor. They landed on Trevor’s face, and we all had another laugh while Brandon spun the bottle. This time it landed on me, and I had to make a tough decision. Brandon just might make me take off my Speedos, and Brian’s hand in mine made me not really want that option.
“Truth.” I said and Brandon smirked.
“Tell us, Davey, have you ever kissed anyone besides Brian before?” Brandon asked and I blushed furiously while trying to think of how to answer that.
“Yes, I have.” I said and everyone gasped in surprise while Brian got a hurt look on his face. When I smiled, he looked at me curiously. “I’ve kissed my sister, I’ve kissed Dad, I’ve kissed Mom, I’ve kissed Papa, I’ve kissed Nanny, and Grandma Jones, and my…”
“Enough.” Brandon said with a frown. I smirked at him, having slipped through his little question quite nicely. I was smirking as I spun the bottle and it landed on Sean, who squinted at me with his freckled face before whispering “Truth.” He winced after saying it, upon seeing my smirk grow bigger.
“Name everyone you’ve ever kissed romantically.” I asked him and he hung his head while Brandon and Trevor both gave him sharp looks. Oh yes, this was going to be good!
“Um…can I take dare instead?” Sean asked and groaned when I shook my head.
“I’ve…um…Brandon and Trevor!” Sean said in a rush.
“What?!” Trevor said as he glared at Brandon.
“No way!” Brandon said as he glared at Trevor.
“Oh my God!” Brian gasped aloud, all three speaking at the same time. Brian brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it while Trevor and Brandon glared at each other over Sean’s bowed head. My best friend gave me a glare that was cut short as the two taller guys turned to glare at me.
“How did you know?” Brandon demanded.
“I guessed.” I told him and Brandon let out a sigh.
“Is there something you want to tell us?” Brian teased his two friends who glared at him.
“Okay, so we like to fool around.” Trevor said with a sigh. “It’s not a big deal.”
“I never said it was.” Brian smirked at them. “I just seem to remember you two being shocked when I mentioned that I thought I liked Davey.”
“You told them!” I gasped in surprise and Brian just smiled at me.
“Then they asked me if I thought you might be like that.” Sean added and both Brandon and Trevor glared at him for a moment.
“And you didn’t see fit to tell me?” I asked Sean who shrugged.
“What’s with you kissing both of us?” Trevor asked Sean all of a sudden, turning the focus back to the shortest member of our group. Sean just shrugged his shoulders.
“You going to make me choose between you when you two are still doing it with each other in your barn?” Sean shot back at Trevor, whose eyes widened even further.
“I think we need some more vodka.” Brandon said with a frown and disappeared into the guest room, returning with another, larger bottle and filling up everyone’s drinks.
“Okay, this is a little weird.” Brian said as he gulped down the second drink and stared at his friends.
“Have some more.” Sean said as he leaned across and poured straight vodka into Brian’s glass. I gulped my own drink down and held it out for a refill. Lord knows I’d need it now. Brian’s hand was still holding my free one, and I squeezed it.
“So, Davey, do you think we should tell them all our secrets?” Sean asked, giving me a direct look and I spluttered as my drink went down the wrong pipe.
“Sean!” I exclaimed after Brian pounded my back to help me stop coughing.
“Yeah, I came back after that nuke hit us.” Sean said softly and I held out my glass for a refill.
“What are you guys talking about?” Trevor asked with a suspicious glare.
“When?” I asked Sean, my eyes were wide with the surprise. I felt like I’d been hit across the back of the head with a board.
“Last night.” Sean said with a frown. “Everything was screwed up, but we couldn’t be sure if you completed the trip or not, so I came to now, figuring if you hadn’t fixed things by now I’d still be able to fix them.”
“So you figured out that the machine sent me back to 1976?” I said in a rush while our three friends just stared at us.
“Actually…I set it there on purpose.” Sean said with a mischievous glare. He laughed at me, but stopped laughing as I lunged across the circle and tackled him in an alcohol-fueled rage. We rolled on the floor as I grappled him, but Sean was a lot stronger than he had been in any other timeline.
“Why?” I screamed after we’d struggled for a moment. Our friends were on their feet, albeit a bit unsteadily, and yelling at us to stop.
“Your father told me too.” Sean said softly. “He thought it would be for the best, that you could do more good there.”
“Oh.” I said softly, letting him up.
“What’s this about?” Brian demanded angrily.
“It’s a long story.” I said softly. “Sean, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay Davey.” He told me with a smile. “I’ll forgive you if you give me a kiss.”
“What?” I croaked out, staring at him.
“Just one kiss.” He said softly and I shrugged after getting a nod from Brian.
I’d never kissed Sean in any timeline, and I was surprised at the spark that passed between us as our lips met. The kiss lasted a lot longer than I had expected, and for a moment I wondered why I’d never kissed him before.
“My turn.” Brian’s voice said from behind me and I remembered exactly why I hadn’t. I was surprised though when I broke the kiss and turned towards Brian only to have him move by me and start kissing Sean. My mouth dropped open in surprise, and I reached down for the bottle of vodka, taking a big swig as they kissed. It’d be a lie to say I wasn’t jealous, but at the same time, I had a raging erection in my Speedos.
“I think someone’s excited.” Trevor’s murmur behind me surprised me again, but his hands felt good as the reached around from behind me and rubbed my chest. Another swig of vodka helped me deal with the situation better, and my head went a little fuzzy as Brandon stepped up in front of me, and I found myself sandwiched between him and Trevor. I could feel Trevor’s erection poking me from behind as Brandon came into full contact with me and began kissing me gently. My entire body was tingling as Trevor’s hands slipped under the hem of my Speedos and began to gently pull them down.
“Oh god.” Brian murmured and I looked over Brandon’s shoulder to see Sean had pulled his shorts down and was swallowing his cock. Brandon chose that moment to look back and turned towards me with a smile as he slid to his knees and took my cock in his mouth. Trevor was rubbing my nipples at the same time and I nearly lost it right there.
Another swig of vodka helped me regain my equilibrium as Brandon proved he was very good at giving a blow job, and Trevor’s hands momentarily left my body. When his bare cock rubbed against my ass, I knew what he was doing and a flame of desire swept up in me as my eyes stayed locked on Sean blowing Brian while Brian rubbed his hands through Sean’s hair. He’d moved slightly so we were now facing each other, and he had a smile on his face as he looked at me.
“Spread your legs further apart.” Trevor whispered and I complied, gasping slightly at the feeling of his cock sliding between my ass cheeks. Somehow he’d found some lube, and he slid all the way inside of me within moments. Brian’s eyes were wide, and he pulled Sean off of him long enough to move over towards us. Some part of me was worried, but I knew I didn’t have to be when he locked his lips onto mine as Trevor buried himself all the way inside of me, and Brandon moved over slightly to make room. Sean reattached his lips to Brian’s cock as Brian kissed me, and all thought left my brain.
It seemed like hours, or just seconds, as Trevor’s cock slid in and out of my ass with his gentle thrusting, and Brandon’s mouth worked my cock expertly all the while Brian’s tongue wrestled mine in my mouth. However long it was, Brandon had no warning before my entire body and I shot my load down his throat. He swallowed every drop while the muscles in my ass contracted around Trevor’s cock and he groaned while shooting a load deep inside me. Brian started jerking before the last spasm of my orgasm had passed and emptied his load into Sean’s mouth while still kissing me. I nearly passed out at that moment, but managed to regain my footing, stepping into the pool of cum that Brandon had left on the carpet.
What the hell was this going to mean for the future? I wondered as Brian broke the kiss and leaned his head on my shoulder while Trevor hugged me from behind and Sean gasped aloud as he came from jacking his own dick.
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