Both Alex and I ended up sitting slightly uncomfortably on the plane. When we got to the hotel room, things started up again. This time, with Brandon wanting to help me with my bedtime bath.

Soon, a battle royal began in the bedroom and bathroom. When Uncle Rod came in, he was furious! He made all four of us lay bottoms up on the bed. Then he got the old belt out and began striping our naked asses.

WACK! WACK! WACK!! I was the first to start crying WACK! WACK! Followed by Alex WACK! WACK!! WACK!!! Followed by Brandon WACK! WACK! WACK!!! Followed by Chipper. WACK! WACK! WACK!! Pretty soon we were all howling...WACK! WACK! WACK!...and pleading...WACK! WACK! WACK!!...and praying that he would stop the belt. WACK! WACK! WACK!! It was a vicious strapping...WACK! WACK! WACK!!... and I know I wasn't alone...WACK! WACK!! WACK!!!...feeling this trip was a horrible idea!...WACK! WACK! WACK!!

All four of us slept naked on our tummies that night, although I didn't get much sleep because I didn't trust that perv Brandon.

The next morning I woke up to the sight of buck naked Alex riding Chipper's huge _c_o_c_k_! _d_a_m_n_! I thought. It was almost as big as poor Alex!! The two of them were moaning and sliding and pushing and shoving and grunting and wimpering. Chipper was able to get all of the way into Alex's previously tight ass hole. His balls were the only only thing I could see at one point, as his big, thick shaft was buried so deep within my friend.

I was so hot! I wanted desperatly to be the one nailing Alex! Even though my _d_i_c_k_ wasn't even as big as my little finger, I knew it had to feel good. I would often imagine riding him the way a dog rides another; hands gripping his hips, as I shoved and pushed and thrusted every inch (well, all three of them, anyway) into him cave. It would be so hot.

Then, it happened - what I was afraid would happen did: before I could say anything to stop it, I was in a tight grip of Brandon. He was also horny watching Chipper and Alex, and he was going to make me submit to a repeat performance of the _f_u_c_k_ed kid.

He clasped me hard in one arm, as he positioned and then RAMMED his _c_o_c_k_ up into me. GOD! I hated it when he breathed on my face, as he huffed and puffed, and awkwardly skewered his pecker on in.

_s_h_i_t_! That hurt! I really didn't...ummmmmmmmmmm!....like this and could not...oooohhhhhh!.... see what the big.... aaaahhhhhhhh!... deal was with Alex. _s_h_i_t_! _f_u_c_k_! Bitch!!!!!

Brandon screwed me for about a good two minutes before he popped a gross, sticky, heapin' load deep in my bum. He screamed like he won the pottery, smacking my ass again and again.

"Whose your daddy! Whose your daddy!" he said, as he finished spazzing out. While I hated that gloppy mess smearing up my cheeks, I was releaved that it was over (and so soon) and he could go soft.

Chipper kept going and going with Alex, however, shredding him like a Washington document. Alex was rising then plunging on his rod so much he looked like one of those oild wells in Oklamhoma. Chipper finally filled the kid up with sperm-a-plenty. I could tell Alex also had an orgasm. MAN! I loved watching Alex have orgasms. I could have watched that all day long if I wanted to.

Hell, Ted Turner should do a twenty-four hour a day cable of just Alex having orgasms, it is just that beautiful of a sight.

When the "men" were done stuffing us like Thanksgiving birds, Alex and I went into the bathroom where we showered the cum out of our rectums. We started rubbing our hands over each other, and I guess we both knew that I was due for an orgasm.

Alex knelt down in front of me, and without me saying a word (or even him saying a word), he took my bobbing little penis in my mouth and began sucking and sucking until I was having an orgasm all my own. I was so grateful!

"Dude," I wispered. "If you want you can give me a quick spanking."

"Really?" he asked, stunned that I would offer my booty up like that. "You won't be mad?"

"One time offer!" I teased.

Hell, I know some people say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, but with all the guys I know a good old blow job really lets them know you care. Doesn't matter if you are 11 or 91, nothing like having a pair of lips around your nob to make you feel all special inside.

Besides, I wasn't in any hurry to leave the bathroom. I had the feeling Brandon was now getting reamed by Chipper.

Alex sat on the edge of the tub, and I put my naked, wet body over his so he could beat my ass.

SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! Alex began right away, going back and forth on each cheek. SWAT! SWAT! It actually wasn't that bad. SWAT SWAT! I could tell by his returned erection that he was digging it. SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!!

Ten was all I got. I didn't cry, even though my ass was pretty tingly. I sat back in the tub and the two of us just stared in silence.

"Why did you bring that tape out!" I finally was able to ask, considering the videotape of him getting spanked by ME when he taped it (I know, this even confuses ME sometimes).

"Because it was fun," he said with glee, stroking his bone.

"You could have spanked me whenever," I said, as proof of it right then and there. "You didn't have to do that."

"I know, it was just more fun," he said, reaching over to my hairless crotch, and playing with the tip of my bulging prick with one hand, while he continued to tweak his own _d_i_c_k_lette. "It was like the old days."

I didn't say anything more. Eventually we both got off again, and in so doing enough time had passed that the two of us were able to leave the bathroom without witnessing Brandon get screwed like a lightbulb.