THE FIFTH WHEEL
By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
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The near-to-setting sun was a golden yellow diamond shining upon a bed of white satin dusted with silver glitter. Snow has a way of making everything seem clean and neat, even the cars looked like they were packed in styrofoam form-fitting pockets, ready to be lifted out like a gourmet chocolate and nibbled. We pulled up to the cabin and Melanie said, "Now, remember, Bobby, we didn't ask you to come on this trip. We get to gripe about you being here the entire time, okay?"
"So don't do anything to louse it up." Elaine added. She and Melanie were my twin sisters; they were sixteen nearly seventeen, and as bossy as all girls are at that age...heck, as girls are at any age!
"I remember." I said. "Give me a little credit. Shoot, it'll be fun to see the looks on those guys' faces when they see me walk in!" And I chuckled nastily; I was looking forward to this! Me, I was fourteen and no "nearly" about it, my birthday had been just two months ago. I was getting a free weekend trip skiing at Big Bear in exchange for being a bratty little brother on purpose...how can you lose with that deal?
Melanie and Elaine were currently dating a couple of football jocks at school, Fred and Jeff, both eighteen. They had come up with the bright idea of renting a mountain cabin for the weekend and bring their girls up for a little fun in the sun and some oh-ho-ho after dark. My sisters love to ski, and had taken them up on their offer, only to learn the cabin only held four, a small two-bedroom deal. I was quickly recruited to come along and be the fly in their ointment, the chigger under their skin, the party-pooper. A part I was born to play!
Fred was the one who opened the door, his blue and white jacket belying their plans to "just ski" the way I'd overheard it the night before. If he'd been planning to ski, he would have been wearing ski togs. "Hey, girls!" He waved enthusiastically to Elaine and Melanie, and then he saw me crawling out of the back seat, dragging my duffel bag of clothes after me, and his face promptly fell a few hundred feet, he went from all-smiles to nearly expressionless in two seconds flat. "What's he doing here?" he said, an accusatory tone.
"Don't look at us, we didn't invite him." Melanie said, which wasn't really fair despite the agreement, for they had begged me to come along. "Dad made us bring him. It was either bring him with us or not come at all."
"Oh. Well, hello, Bobby." he said with faint enthusiasm.
"Bobby? Don't tell me they brought him along!" this voice came from inside and belonged to Jeff. Jeff looked out the door as I walked up. He was like Fred, only his hair was sandy-brown instead of black like Fred's, or the dark brown hair of me and my sisters. But he looked like Fred in a lot of other ways, tall, strong, well-built with no fat on his body, wearing the same letterman school jacket and his hair in a sheepdog-like hairstyle.
"Hi, Jeff!" I said. "Are you two going to get in a whole lot of skiing?" I gave them a mean grin, I was the bratty little brother, remember? "You might as well, because that's all you two will be getting this weekend."
"Hey, nerd, haven't you heard about the fifth wheel?" Jeff said.
"What about it?" I said, not catching the reference quickly.
"The fifth wheel is the one nobody needs." Fred said. "So buzz off."
"Sorry, I'm here for the weekend." I said. "Where do I sleep?"
"How about the couch?" Jeff said.
"How about the car?" Fred said.
"How about the morgue?" Jeff said, topping Fred.
"How about I call my Dad and start making up stuff about you two?" I said. "He could be here before midnight."
"How about if he sleeps with you two?" Melanie said with innocent sweetness.
"With us?" Jeff said, nonplused.
"Two bedrooms, boys and girls." Elaine chipped in, as if the thought had just occurred to her. "Where did you two think we were going to sleep, with you?"
"Yeah, with you?" I grinned nastily. God, this was fun! Fred and Jeff both looked like they wanted to punch me out, but they couldn't, not their maybe-girlfriends' little brother! I was going to get away with murder this weekend!
"Can it, you little jerk." Fred hissed out of the corner of his mouth. "Or we'll stuff you in your locker every day for the rest of the school year."
"Could you say that again, a little louder? I don't think my sisters heard that."
"And they'd better not." Jeff said, showing me a fist.
"Or you'll do what?" I said with an "eat me" look on my face. "Face it, guys, you two are screwed. Or not screwed. So which bedroom will we be in?" I said. "I want to drop off my bag and get my snowboard off the car. I actually came up here to have fun this weekend." I paused. "Of course, you two did, too, didn't you?" I chuckled.
"We'll be in the downstairs bedroom." Jeff said. To my sisters. "You girls can have the upstairs bedroom. The bedroom is smaller, but the bathroom is bigger and it has a vanity mirror."
"Thanks." I said and went in. I saw why Jeff claimed the downstairs bedroom, it was a double-bed. Plenty of room for us three guys.
I got my board and kept generally out of their way. The television only brought in the three major networks, but it was better than watching my sisters playing kissy-face with the guys.
Jeff started to slip his hand down Elaine's blouse, and I saw, spoke up. "Watch it, Jeff. Dad made me promise to tell if any of you went past second base."
"Second base?" Fred asked.
"Second base." I nodded. "So long as you keep everything buttoned up, zipped up and tucked in tight, you can rub each other all you want. Dad wanted me to limit you to first base, but I told him there was no way."
It was a long night, for me and for the guys. Elaine and Melanie, as they found that Fred and Jeff were obeying the "nothing past second" rule, began to play a rough game of cock-tease, even going so far as to get dressed in their nightgowns (which with the jackets on ended up covering them up from neck and elbows to knees, though offering glimpses of their bodies through the flimsy material) and walk around in seductive poses. I mean, like Melanie bending over to get some popcorn, with her butt waggling right in Fred's face. Those guys were sporting constant hardons, and my sisters would reach down and stroke their hands across her fellow's pants, as if by accident. The guys were groaning after a while, and muttering curses my way.
About eleven o'clock, I complained, "Aren't you all going to bed soon? I can't go to bed until my sisters do, and I'm sleepy."
"So go to sleep." Jeff said as he reached down and shifted his cock in his pants again. His dong made a sizeable tent there. "Damn, I'm about to bust a nut!" he groaned.
"Then you'd better get in bed." Elaine said and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm sleepy, too."
The guys watched the girls walk up the stairs and I said, "Okay, guys, show's over. Let's get in bed."
"Ought to toss you outside and let you sleep in the snow." Fred griped.
"Do it and I'll tell Dad that you had your hand on Melanie's ass." I said. He had, once and I had cleared my throat and he had let go guiltily.
"Can it." Jeff said. "We've been screwed over. Blue balls in the morning! Let's get to bed."
Fred was having trouble navigating, the way his dick was jutting out in front of him, and he was moaning like he was in actual pain. I almost felt sorry for the big goof. I mean, these two had shelled out some major cash (for high school kids, that is) and they weren't even getting what they'd paid for, a weekend of nookie!
"You know, Bobby." Fred said as we got into the bedroom and I skinned off my pullover shirt. "You look a lot like your sisters."
"Yeah, I know." I said to him. "We got the same face and same color hair. Why not, with the same mother and father?" It was funny, I could feel his eyes on me, I mean feel them like they were actually touching and stroking me, like his eyes had hands.
"A lot like your sisters." Fred said as he walked over to me. "Don't you think, Jeff?"
"Yeah, he does." Jeff admitted.
Fred was looking almost wall-eyed, like he was a little insane, and he grabbed me and pulled me up against him...and the big guy began hunching and rubbing against me. "God, rub, rub, rub!" He moaned. "Titties, titties! I could feel them but I couldn't get hold of them!"
"Them's the breaks." I said to him muffled, squirming. He had his cock up against my stomach and he was pulling my face into his chest. I felt kind of unreal, like this was a dream, happening to somebody else and I was watching it happen, from real close up, to someone else.
Close up, close enough to feel his body, feel the strength in his arms as he held onto me, feel the hard turgid shaft that was thrusting up against me like a paddle slapping me, not hard, the way you slap the ping-pong paddle into your palm and it just kind of hits you without hurting, just the hard contact, this was like that, only it was warm, really warm, and hard, like a Coke bottle in his pants, a Coke bottle filled with hot cola.
"God, you feel so soft and warm." Fred keened. "Really nice and warm." There was a maniacal tone to his voice, like he wasn't in control of himself any more, like he'd broken and was running loose.
"Hey, let me go." I said, but I didn't say it too loudly. Fred ignored me.
I looked over at Jeff, he was watching this goggle-eyed, but with the same intensity Fred had shown. Like Fred had the right idea, and it was fine with him that Fred was rubbing intimately up against me, that it was all right for his buddy to be rutting against a fourteen-year-old boy in their shared bedroom. Like Jeff was about to join in any moment; his hand wandered down like a questing spider towards his crotch.
"Uh-guh-uh-uh-uh-uh!" Fred grunted as he hunched against me. He was really fucking at me, now. His cock was so hard and hot, it was like being hit not too hard with a stick, bump-bump-bump.
"God, he does look like his sisters." Jeff gasped out. I looked, his hand was rubbing at his crotch, hard, like he was trying to erase something there with the heel of his hand.
"Damn, I'm so horny!" Fred cried. "I gotta do something about it! I can't sleep like this! I gotta get off!"
"Hey! Hey, guys, you're scaring me." I admitted.
"We won't hurt you. We'll treat you good, real good. We just gotta get off, that's all." Fred crooned. He let go of me and I stepped away from him. He reached down and pulled his sweatpants down, exposed his cock. "Look at this, look at what your sisters did to me!"
I looked, I couldn't help it. Eight hard inches of thick, meaty eighteen-year-old dick, it was cut and slightly curved upwards, the mushroom head aimed at me like a hungry puppy. "I see." I said.
"Come on, baby, take it in your hand." Fred crooned. "Just feel it a while, while I pretend it's your sister. Get me off, so I can sleep."
I licked my lips. "That's all I got to do?" I asked him.
"Yeah, that's all, come on, Bobby, touch it for me, jerk it for me, feel how hard it is."
I heard the soft metal hiss of Jeff's fly being undone. I licked my lips again, didn't dare turn around to look how close he was, that sound had been close. "Well...okay." I said doubtfully. "If that's all."
"Come on, come on, come on." Fred was whining as I sidled carefully closer. "Come on, touch it, touch it, come on, comeoncomeon....Ahhhh!" And I had reached out with a jerky motion, grabbed hold of it, my fingertips only around the glans, holding it like I was about to pull a knob on a candy vending machine.
"Gosh, it's hot." I said, impressed at my first feel of another man's cock. My cock felt hot sometimes, but not like this, this was really hot, nearly scalding hot.
"Come on, stroke it for me, pump it, pump a man's dick, you can do it, go ahead." Fred babbled.
I turned so I held it in my fingers proper, the shaft between my index finger and thumb with the glans nearest my little finger, and I gave it a few experimental pulls. A heavy sticky blob of precome squeezed out of it when I did, and Fred gave a long, slow moan.
I felt Jeff's hands at my hips, his hands pulling at my trousers, undoing them. Jeez, what had I gotten myself into here?
Fred's hand scooped up my chin and lifted it so I was looking into his eyes. His dark, wild, burning eyes. "So pretty, just like your sister." he said soothingly to me. "Your lips, too. Kiss it for me. Kiss it for me, baby, let me feel your sister's lips on it."
My pants and briefs were being pulled down my hips, I started to murmur something (I don't know what, either stop it! or yes sir!) and Fred said, sterner now, "Kiss it for me!" and he shoved my head down.
When he did, I felt Jeff's dong ride up on top of my buttocks, pressing against my tailbone, long and hard and hot. Just like Fred's. And really, really slippery and slimy, somehow.
And Fred's cock was in my face and he jabbed it at me, it hit my lips and bounced back, a long ropy stream of pre-jizz sticking to my lips and reaching from there to his cockhead, and it began a long bow and bend downwards towards the floor.
Fred jabbed at me again and I opened my mouth and his cock plunged right inside. "Oh, yeah, a French kiss, baby, that's how you kiss it for me. Ooh, yeah!"
I choked, my mouth was full of cock, and Fred was holding my head, not letting me pull it back out again! I strangled, nearly barfed, and he let go of me partially, enough that I was able to pull back and have only the cockhead resting on my tongue, it pouring that hot, musky, salty pre-come onto my tastebuds, drenching them with male musk.
"Looks like we're getting some after all." Jeff panted. "Going to stick it in him!"
"Go for it." Fred said.
I startled, and then I felt it, Jeff's prong pushing at my butthole. I pulled back, Fred's cock flopped out and a long stream of precome again joined us together and I raised up and Fred caught me, put his hand over my mouth before I could call out.
"Hold still, baby, take it for me." he crooned. "Come on, stick it in him, I'll keep him from yelling out."
"Mph, glgh!" I gasped. But Jeff was gentle about it, as much as anybody can be shoving a hot teenaged cock into a virgin 14-year-old asshole can be. He had lubed it up heavily with something (I hadn't seen him do it) so it was greased and the oil was oddly soothing as he crammed it into me.
Fred caught my head with the crook of his arm, his hand over my mouth and with the other, he pushed my hips down as Jeff shoved upwards, and I felt that hard, thick knob of Jeff's prick being shoved into my butt. I gave a sizeable yell, but it only came out a muffled moan through Fred's hand. I continued to utter my pain as well as I could, but they ignored me and Jeff continued to push at me, my butt giving way and ripping a little here and there, and he got it on into me.
"That's it, that's got it." Jeff panted. "How does that feel?" he said to me.
"Mph, mh, um-feh!" I mumbled through Fred's hand.
Fred replaced his hand with his mouth and kissed me hard, open-mouthed. His lower hand caught my cock and wrapped around it and began to pump on it. I was hard, I hadn't known I was hard until Fred began to jerk on my cock. That's when I suddenly got into this and I moaned and relaxed and the guys felt it, and Fred released me.
"Ready to suck my cock again, Bobby?" He asked me.
For answer, I knelt over and he lifted up onto his toes to make us connect and that thick pud of his slid into me once again. Now I could take it without choking, now it felt good.
So did the hard dick in my ass, I loved how full and...possessed I felt right then. I was belonging to these guys. I moaned and my hand reached down and caught Fred's cock and I squeezed it for him.
"Yeah, good boy." Fred said to me, moistly whispering in my ear. "You're not going to make me go to bed all horny, are you?"
"No. Oh, no!" I groaned to him.
"Jeff, we got ourselves a real fuckable bedmate here." Fred said. "Let's get him into the bed and go to town. I need my dick in his mouth some more."
I expected Jeff to pull out of me and expected it to hurt, but Jeff and Fred just sort of carried me like that, impaled on Jeff's prick, over to the bed and when they got me there, Fred sprawled out on the bed and I was lain face down so I could suck on Fred. Jeff kept my lower body for himself, now I was hanging by his hands on my hips while he went back to fucking my ass.
I caught Fred's cock and began to suck on it, nursing it properly now, for he was laid out and I could hold him and suck him however felt best for me. And for him, I found he liked it when I pulled hard on him when raising up and so I did him like that and he was groaning in a way that was kind of warm and satisfying to me. Like I was the most wonderful thing he'd ever had happen to him and his voice was telling me with little sounds like that, like I could have taken those sounds and just wrapped them around me like a blanket, or more like one of those wet packs they use on you when you get the flu really bad, the medicated liquid kind of seeps into your body all over and you soak up the good of it that way. I was covered with warm acceptance, I was being wrapped in liquid sounds, and I wanted this time to go on forever.
But the guys were too worked up for that, after about three or four minutes like this, Jeff began to hunch at me harder, his grip on my body slipped and I ended up on my knees and Jeff following me down as I slid downwards, until he was on his knees, too, and he fucked into me hard as he could.
Fred, too had the hottest, hardest cock I'd ever even thought about; I didn't have anything else to compare it to back then, but I don't think I've ever felt one so charged up and ready to explode as Fred's cock was that night. Fred was beyond moaning now, he was keening long, slow sounds that went on and on and they took on an urgent, insistent tone, and they rose into a true volume of sound.
And Jeff gave a sudden burst of cries and his dick popped its cookies, he pumped his cream into me then and it sizzled and burned my innards as it poured into me, salt upon ravaged flesh, but hot and creamy and I loved it even as it scalded me. It gave me a kind of superego state, like I was above and outside of myself, or maybe deeper inside myself and more at one with myself, all I know is I hadn't felt like this before and it was more than right, it was great, and I sucked on Fred like that, and my sucking was just as good as before, but now it carried a technical skill with it, I was thinking about how to best suck his cock and carrying through with that way of sucking him. Fred's rising wail got hard, staccato tones in it, then he was going GH-GH-GH-GH-GH, GH-HUHHHH!" and the salty seed splashed into my mouth like a flower bursting open the way they do in a time-lapse film of such things. It was all over my mouth's insides at once and I spluttered, he blasted me again like that and I was snorting and snuffling, the sperm was everywhere, I was trying to breathe and I couldn't, jizz was in the way and I ended up with Fred's wad dribbling out of my nostrils while I breathed around his come-spurting pocket-rocket and he was still moaning and groaning and I drank down what I could, and snot-blasted the rest out of my nose, spraying him with his own come.
Done, panting, Jeff crawled up to lay beside me and his head next to Fred's. "Damn, this turned out to be an all right night after all." he gasped out.
"I'll say." Fred agreed. "I think Bobby's a better fuck than Elaine thought of being."
"You mean you've done her?" I asked, surprised.
"Once, at a party a week or so ago." Fred nodded. "She was pretty drunk and after she got mad. I almost didn't invite her to this lodge, but we'd already planned it and then word came through we'd gotten it."
"Have you fucked Melanie?" I asked Jeff.
"A couple of times." Jeff admitted. "She doesn't seem to like it, though. I don't get it, am I a lousy fuck?"
"I wouldn't know." Fred said. "Ask our buddy Bobby here."
"You're great." I assured him. "You can fuck me anytime."
"I might just do that." Jeff said.
"You know, buddy." Fred said to Jeff. "Our new partner hasn't gotten his rocks off."
"Oh, that's okay." I said hastily. "I can whack off."
"Hey, what kind of friends would we be to make you do that?" Fred said. "I say the one who fucks him has to get him on off."
"You owe him, too, you got a blowjob."
"So let's share him." Fred said. They settled for both sitting side by side, Fred holding me in his arms and Jeff yanking my peter for me. It felt so good in Fred's arms, he kissed me and I kissed him and I kissed Jeff, too, and my own climax just grew out of all that good experience I'd had, and it was a great orgasm I had, all warm and full of love and good-feeling all over.
Jeff laughed at how little jizz I shot, but Fred said, "Don't worry, Bobby, you'll shoot more when you're a little older. Now let's get you in bed proper."
I got the middle, between two horny eighteen-year-old studs, and it was a great place to be. Fred fucked my ass in the middle of the night, and that woke Jeff up and he got a blowjob from me at the same time. That time, I came without being touched, Fred's cock was just so right in my ass, it touched me in all the right ways and I just spurted it without half trying.
The next morning, I staggered into the kitchen wearing just my briefs. Melanie and Elaine were there and scrambling eggs.
"Where are the guys?" they asked me.
"Still asleep." I said. "I smelled breakfast and came to get some."
"I have to admit, Bobby." Elaine said to me softly. "I'm really glad I thought to bring you along on this trip. Maybe now the guys will learn to keep their hormones in control."
"Yeah, and if they can't." I assured her. "I'll be right here to help them do it." I knew then that I'd be going along on a lot of their dates from now on. And Jeff and Fred wouldn't mind at all. After all, a fifth wheel sometimes comes in real handy as a spare!
THE END
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