Their approach was on the opposite side of the bubble from where Carson was lying, but he heard the guttural yelps as his troopers finished them off w...thout any trouble. Two squad leaders arrived to report that the patrol was down and that the inside of the bubble was also clear.A fine drizzle of rain began to fall at that moment and Carson thought it would be a good idea to get his group inside."Squad leaders? Form up on me please," he called out.Once they were gathered around him he gave them. I lean back against the door and pull you hard towards me, both hands in the waistband of your jeans. You put out your hands to stop from falling then lower them to my waist as I kiss you and wriggle my hands further down the front of your jeans, restricted in my movement by your bloody belt! You run your hands up and under the back of my vest and inside my shorts.Then there's the sound of someone walking up the drive to the front door. I giggle and whisper that we should take this somewhere. I was trying to decide how to tell him that we needed to stop. We were brothers, after all. And I didn’t think that either of us were faggots. At least I knew I wasn’t. I mean, I did think about Brad, or one of my other buddies when I jacked-off, once in a while. But that didn’t make me gay. Being naked in bed, making-out and, having already come once with our bodies tight together, grinding our raging rods against each other... well, just the fact that both of us had dicks was bad enough. I. Marja pointed to my erection. “Do you like to watch girls fuck?”“Yes. Very much.”“Juliette and I don’t fuck men, but I think we’d have fun with your friend. If the two of you are interested, you could watch us.” She stepped between Carley and me and put her hand on Carley’s arm. “We could give you many wonderful orgasms!”Carley seemed a little taken aback. “Thanks for the offer, but not tonight.”“Very well. Bonne nuit.”The two blond goddesses melted into the crowd.Carley looked at me and.