The models were very attractive and most were dressed in sexy undies. After a lot of deliberation we decided the shot of a slim but curvy blond leanin... against a wall with her back to us wearing just a suspender/garter belt, seamed black stockings and a flimsy pair of panties was our favourite.I was sleeping in the room he shared with his younger brother and as I stripped off ready for bed Davie went out and I assumed he was off to the bathroom. A few moments later he came back in and I heard. He had me stand at the foot of the bed and bend over. I think he used the plastic rod on me then, a lot. The egg was providing this constant background of arousal and I was walking a tightrope, so aroused, so close, but not enough to cum. He played with the settings, producing a variety of sensations that kept me off balance and continuously stimulated. I remember that he made me look at him when he hit me with the plastic rod. I remember watching his arm come down, fast, and realizing he was. I stared hard at my drink. I had only had this cup and it wasn’t even finished. I’m a light weight but I was only warm, not tipsy. I heard splashing and it was close. I looked up and it looked like whatever it was, was making its way towards the shore. I turned to see if anyone besides me had noticed the noise. Not a soul was looking this way. The music was way too loud for anyone to hear. It had to be some swimmer taking a leisurely swim in the middle of the night that just happened to be. I looked over at the next bed and saw a big smile on his face. I knew what it meant. He was gloating that he convinced me to do what he knew that both Mikey and I wanted. And I have to admit that he was right. It was a wonderful experience. It wasn't like the loving that Brandon and I shared nor was it just the sex that I shared with other guys in my life. It was somewhere in-between. I now knew that my brother and I had now grown closer and the bond between us was stronger than.