Date: Thu, 8 Aug 2013 15:01:50 -0400
From: Blonde Mountaineer <blondeallover@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brotherly Love - part 2

		       Brothers In Love – Part 2

				    by

			 blondeallover@hotmail.com



DISCLAIMER:
This is a fictional account of coming of age.  The professional
medical opinion expressed in the text is fictional and not the
consequence of actual medical treatment or opinion of any sort.  Any
accuracy in professional prognosis is purely coincidental.  The
content includes incestuous explicit attractions and sexual conduct
between sibling males as minors.  There are renditions of other
explicit sexual activity between male minors with the encouragement
and logistical support from their peers.  Other family associations
may be deemed too familiar and inappropriate.  You are warned that
such written content  may be impermissible to some and offensive to
other readers.

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"Essentially, what you are asking Edna is if the nudity of Mike, Sr. and
your 2 sons is going to imprint itself on your daughters' erotic
sensibilities and romantic pursuits.  .  .  .  The answer is yes.  So what?
You tell me they are always considerate, playful, friendly, discrete, and
any physical contact is always warm and non-sexual toward the girls.  .  .
Would that my patients had these problems.  I would consider them cured and
terminate their treatments.  .  .  .  Your girls are going to have an edge
on many of their peers in their emotional lives."

Mom called her psychiatrist friend for a quick "freebie" consultation about
the persistent familiarity inclusive of nudity by the males and Eva in the
household.  She forbade the warm skinny naked cuddles of the storybook
sessions between her youngest and her somewhat older brothers.  At her
insistence, Dad installed air conditioners upstairs, most especially in the
bathroom window.  That was the beginning of the end of open door policy.
The girls started to become grumpy and rebellious.  The boys were
occasionally moody toward family members including Mom.  Daddy thought it
was his privilege to comport himself upstairs as he chose.  More than ever,
the girls would challenge the naked "tickle monster" on weekend mornings
and before bedtime as it was his custom to sleep in the nude for much of
the year.



The worst arguing broke out between parents since before Mikey was born.
He was the one who suggested she call Jake Redmountain for advice.  She
threw in the towel on Dad's familiar ways.  But twice she caught the girls
playing board games and Xbox with the brothers, 3 of them in the raw, in
the "man cave" bedroom.  She was finding little piles of Eva's clothes
there during housework. The second time, Daddy
came to the room buck naked, pleading with her to not be so stressed.
"Our kids are healthy and they are so happy to be familiar with each other
this way.  Mommy, you can't put the genie back in the bottle."  He winked
at his older daughter.  Poor Mom was speechless and weepy.


"Your Mom will be alright as long as you make a special effort to be nice
to her and help her around the house.  We will have a nice sit down
together and we will come up with the most sensible agreement.  You'll see!
.  .  .  Now, show me this Xbox contraption.  What is all the fuss here".
All but Eva played the latest version for the format of GRAND THEFT AUTO.
Within 5 minutes, Dad got the hang of the controller, and as he so bluntly
put it, "kicked major butt."
His 2 sons just looked funny at him for the next 2 days.  He would hug
them, grinding noogies into them, smooch their foreheads, mouthing Donald
Duck noises all the while.  There would be many rematches over the next 3
years, Daddy announcing that to not play 'nekkid' was bad luck for him,
winking at his daughters.



"Well Jake, could this behavior lead to anything Mike and I ought to
consider?"



"Some of the data shows there is a chance, not a probability, that when one
or both of the girls are into puberty, she may try to convince one or both
brothers to exhibit his masturbation to her or, she may try to exhibit hers
to him.  That is not as bad as it sounds and more commonplace than widely
understood, I suspect.  This only occurs when sibling relationships are
more optimal and relaxed than normal.  It could actually stimulate healthy
fantasies over the long term.  If you are trying to ask about any causation
to hands-on incest, that is extremely rare.  Most incest relationships
develop out of some power based family authority issues or self image
dysfunction.  It doesn't sound like you have that issue there.  .  .  .



"Look, if you are asking me what is the likely outcome of all this, I'll
tell you ~ a family that becomes fiercely loyal until you are all in your
graves.  Nudity since civilized times evokes images of vulnerability.  If
your family is safe and warm despite vulnerable presence, that cements
trust and solidarity.  An extended sense of solidarity promotes loyalty and
a fierce bond of protection among the group.  Now does any of this sound
negative to you?"



Mom paused.  She was not ready to thank the physician just yet.  "Well,
there is just one other small issue."

"Edna, my practice immerses me in long hours of dark psychology.  Because
it is such a professional pleasure to discuss your wonderful family, I will
grant you another freebie. But have me over and let me break bread with
your kids."


"Of course we will, Jake.  We will do that real soon.  It's just that, well
Mike, Jr. and Gerald are very close which is a good thing."


"But you think they may be experimenting in a little homosexual encounter,
raging hormones and all that.  Now we are talking about something else.
The 'I' word may actually apply here, at least in some sense.  It is not
typical even among brothers fairly close in age, but studies show that it
is hardly rare, either.  Ordinarily, this should even not be cause for much
concern, but it is a touchy issue.  It could create problems of deep-seated
dysfunction in self-image later on.  Boys never like to think of it that
way, but their egos, using that word in the pedestrian sense, are like egg
shells at this age.  Don't ever confront them about such a thing.  Have you
ever talked with them about their sense of physical attraction to other
people, even other family members?"


"Yes, Mike Jr. at least has indicated he is a little attracted to other
boys.  He has suggested Gerald is the same."


"This is typical.  Kinsey was right.  Complete heterosexuality in our
western populations is the minority.  The majority is somewhere in between.
A large segment of that majority will function better in homosexual
activity and commitment.  What I am going to tell you may seem too
unconventional.  Ask them about boys they are attracted to in very safe and
nonjudgmental way.  Perhaps they would like to invite him or them over.  Be
friendly but check them over.  If your instincts are favorable, suggest
they enjoy some sports or swimming, TV, video games.  Don't mention it, but
leave the possibility of watching pornography together, as much as I hate
that dreck.  Better that they experiment with other good boys than between
brothers.  By now, your boys should always be outfitted with plenty of
condoms.  Buy several boxes a year even if they are never used.



"Suggest they invite girls over.  If they are shy, suggest they approach
girls the other boys ignore.  With lookers like your 2, they'll eagerly sit
at your dinner table.  Getting back to your previous issue, tell them to
keep the familiarity of your family life a close secret except with their
best and most trustworthy friends.  If girls see how affectionate and
supportive they are toward their sisters, they will be very attracted.



"Hooooooooie, what else!  You already said you try to support their needs
for privacy which is good.  Keep stressing that to all the kids.  .  .  .
Edna, if either of your sons indicates his attractions are stronger to
males than females or full blown gay, or either of them come out to you
that way, notify me right away.  I will enroll one or both into teen LGTB
support groups.  One or both could have a rich life ahead.  In a sane
world, such things as these groups would be a waste of time.  Despite all
the liberal homilies we read, society is cruel to its children that don't
goose step to the hit parade of the time.  Don't get me started."


* * * * * * * * *


Both boys suffered from self-image problems from the time of pre-school.
They never seemed to be as well developed as the average for boys their age
and definitely shorter.  They were annoyed by the monotonous mantra from
their parents about "late bloomers".  Gerald would be less concerned as he
came to revel in his gay persona.  It would be an issue for Mikey until his
marriage engagement in his 20s.  Small boys who are not especially
proficient at sports have to take more risks and accept more dares to
retain social standing.  Inevitably, painful injuries resulted.  Over time,
Mikey broke both arms and Gerald sprained both ankles more than once.
There was some question whether surgery would be necessary on his left
ankle. By 19, ultimately Gerald grew to 5'9" and his brother one inch
taller.  Their mother secretly blamed herself for bad genes.
She was only 4" 11" while Dad was 6'.



On the plus side, from about 5, their facial character became masculine and
precocious.  Little button eyes transformed to almost translucent green
slightly deep set points of intelligent observation.  Teachers could not
resist setting their student output to a higher standard than their peers.
Little turned up noses turned straight and efficient looking, reflecting
their Nordic heritage.



Oddly, they both grew out a sort of auburn hunter red heads of hair which
they would grow to a "long crew", usually combed forward except just after
swimming or bathing . At one time, Mikey tried to affect a part in his
hair, but girls whose opinion he valued talked him into wearing it as he
had.  By 15, their standout guy bushes and sweeping grazes of soft pit hair
matched the color up top and was conspicuously contrasted to the tone of
their beige tans.  Mikey's first girl friend, actually attracted to his
bisexual leanings, called features like this "gay in a good way".  She
insisted the heads he could turn in the locker room had much to do with
these eye catching features.  The 'wild jungle garden' look can be a hot
emblem of maturity for the younger curious guys.  Otherwise, she would have
wanted to trim his pubes.  Sensitive Gerald intuited this appeal.  He took
to running acerbic "oily hair" conditioners through his pits and bush to
frizz them out.  They both loved hanging in the locker room for as long as
possible despite an ever present fear of springing a boner..  Locker room
ventures were living dangerously, but showering time after gym was much too
short by necessity.  Eventually, ostensible training for trying out for
this team and that was the grounds for showering with every male athlete
and coach in the school.



A year and a ½ after Gerald's anal experience that clinched his gay
identity to himself, an incident occurred involving Mikey's new girlfriend,
Carlotta.  The parents were scheduled to go out to a Saturday night dinner
party at the home of the family for their psychiatrist friend.  They wanted
to put the 2 older boys in charge of the girls.  NAKED TIME!  But Mikey had
planned with his girl to go out with friends or date by themselves.  He
deduced an evening where she would come over and join them.  She never
really believed him when he told her that he, his father, and brother hung
out nude with his sisters.  "Now you will be able to check us all out
'bare-assed' except Genie."



She beamed her Cheshire cat grin, but suddenly lost it with a look of
anxious concern.  "What about Gerald?"



"What about him?"


"Well you know I will think he is a boy god stripped to the skin, but how
will Gerald feel about my hanging about to see him that way?"



"The bro' is lookin' good these days.  He won't mind flashin' a little
skin."


"Mikey, are you sure? . . I am going to be as nice as I can be.  I am going
to sit next to him at dinner and get my hands all over him if I think it
will put him at ease."


"You're going to make a play for my bro' with me sittin' right there?"


"If that's what it takes.  I know he's hot if he is just a younger version
of you "


"Well I tell you what, even if he is ready to drop them himself, you can
pull down his tighty whities, reach out to hand job him into a boner, and
tell him his junk is the most beautiful stuff you've ever seen."


She slapped him over the head with the school notebook she was holding.
"You pig!"


Unbeknownst to the boyfriend, Carlotta called Gerald at his home when she
knew his older brother would be detained with an event at school. "I will
not come over if you think I will crash your family party.  I would be so
honored if you thought of me as another sister. "


"Come over.  I want you to have fun with us."


"Well I just want you to know, uh, I know how boys can be. . .  If after
you undress or even before, you know, and you sort of get excited down
there even though you don't want to be, you know, I won't think of it as an
accident.  It will be more than just cool with me.  I will be impressed and
happy about you.  . .  Your brother is so hot to me, I almost hope it
happens.  If your brother gives you any guff about it at all, always
remember I can be the worst bitch on wheels beyond his worst nightmares."
She squealed with laughter.



"He'll be alright.  I am like most guys or are about to be at my age,
Carlotta, pretty awful horny.  If it happens, it happens."



"Oooohh, aren't you just the sweetest cutie around.  I adore your brother
and even though he teases, I can tell he just thinks his younger bro' is
about the most important thing in his life.  You ought to know if something
were to happen to you, he would just be a jumble of nerves and sad
depression."



"Nothing is going to happen to me Carlotta.  I think you're cute too and
nice.  We'll have fun."


"Oooohh sweetie, don't tell Mikey I have done this.  I am going to give you
my phone number.  During my birthday, I think I am going to get a
cellphone.  I will give you that number too.  Mikey can get a little tense
and over the top even though he never intends to be mean.  If he gets
seriously on your nerves, call me and we will get together and we will be
cuddle bunnies together.  I am not like a lot of older kids who just ignore
people your age.  I'm not like that.  I want to be your friend, Gerald.  I
keep many secrets for your brother.  I would be happy to keep your secrets
too."



"We'll be friends, Carlotta.  Mikey talks about getting bare-assed on
Saturday night.  After all, you will be able to see me bare-assed."

"She tried to laugh expressing sympathetic amusement.  "I can't promise you
I will get the nerve to take everything off, but I want you to at least get
a good look at my big ol' girl ass through my panties.  You will be
entitled.  Bye, cutie, see you Saturday."



The phone call really did mitigate Gerald's sense of awkwardness.  He
almost looked forward to dropping his pants in her presence.  He developed
a little fantasy about how much she might take off.  This somehow escalated
to the nude pair of brothers granting an unprepared girlfriend, an audience
of one, a surprise show.  After a demonstration of passionate suck face, he
would blow his loving brother like they were both getting the best treat of
their lives.  Mikey offered his own prep.  "Dude, after she catches sight
of the goods you have just popped out, she may just dump me in favor of
you.
Especially if you cock that new gun of yours."



"I am not going to cock anything."



"Never?  For her? Bro', never say 'never'"



That Saturday evening, Carlotta brought 2 homemade pies.  She sat next to
Gerald and couldn't resist copping feels under the table of his inner thigh
up to where it is snug against his pouch of nuts while Mikey flipped his
specialty burgers at the stove top.  Her fingers grazed warm stiffness.



"When we get upstairs and we're at the controls of our toastin' Xbox, my
bare ass is going to kick all's the rest of your bare asses."  Mikey was
his usual boasting self.



All the talk of getting bare upstairs moved Eva to start taking her clothes
off at the table twice.  They had to physically restrain her to stop and
she protested stubbornly.  Carlotta was won over with amusement.  Mikey
turned to his girl and shook his head.  "We can't take her anywhere."


"Don't listen to them, Eva.  Sit next to me upstairs.  You're the type of
girl I wish I had been."  Eva did not want dessert just yet.  After shoving
leftovers in the fridge, Mikey just had to cast a consenting glance her
way, and one would have thought they were off to the races.  Her little
hands could not tug and yank clothes away fast enough and she stepped up to
Gerald to help her.  She streaked the whole first floor for the first time
in probably more than a year.



As they climbed the stairway to the upstairs and bunk bedded game central,
the nymph queen clambered past them and she streaked all the bedrooms.
Once the controls were set and the game box was warmed up, the youth in
charge started to herald the beginning of festivities at high volume. "Eva,
we are ready to get started.  It 's time for me and Gerald to get naked now
.  .  .  and maybe Carlotta .  .  . and almost Genie."



The growing and more slender undressed girl bounded in the room just as her
big brother started his own production.  Gerald was not going to be
outdone.  They pulled off their sweatshirts in cat calling battle whoops.



Carlotta protested. "Oh Mikey, don't be a jerk and put on a show on my
account.  That is what the obnoxious boys would do.  Just pretend I've been
up here and I've done this with your family a hundred times before."



"Girlfriend of mine, love of my life ~" He exaggerated his swagger up to
her.  "This is how we get naked in our family."  He had just peeled off his
tank top undershirt and was unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans.  He was
surprised to see his brother already down to just his hunter green mini
brief.  He had only been wearing lounge style pajama bottoms over his legs.
Carlotta visibly shifted her focus to the nearly raw younger brother.  Her
observation was that he certainly was not hard, but showed off an
interesting bulge covered over by the skimpy garment.  He was not filled
out as well as her love interest but revealed an appealing toughness of
exercised leanness.  She noticed the auburn hairs shifting from under his
pits very much like his brother.



Mikey, pushed down his jeans fast to catch up.  He whispered.  "She's
scoping your dude parts.  Quick, bro', shoot her a flash."  Stepping out of
his jeans to kick them away, he snapped on the band of his own mini brief.
He looked to his brother as they both clutched the bands of their final
garments in a way that seemed rehearsed in a juvenile sense.  A wink from
Mikey was a signal to peel down, step out, and toss away the small pieces
of fashioned cloth as if to pass the the bridal bouquets at a double
wedding.  To Mikey, the event had almost that significance.



Nothing more to hide, Carlotta was now officially inducted into the
Lincombe inner circle.  "Woo hoo!"  She yelped out her girlish enthusiasm.
She hugged both Genie and Eva to her.  "Aren't your two brothers the most
beautiful bad ass, ever?"



Genie was quick with a clever reply.  "They are good ass."



Carlotta chuckled boisterously.  "You got that one right, Genie.  They are
awesome good ass.'


Mikey was sort of dancing a jig in a surreal and lewd burlesque.  His
adolescent male parts would swagger and flail about in uninhibited
entertainment.  Eva had broken away to join the celebration, kicking up her
little heels.  Gerald had become reticent and stood aside to allow his
brother to take center stage.  He blushed a little and had his eyes trained
to the floor.  Mikey was annoyed his brother was not doing more to show off
to his girl.  He stepped up to him and put his arm around his shoulders.
"The bro' has become such hot stuff in the last couple of months, he has
fuzzed out a man bush more hairy than mine."  To one side of hanging
genitals, he got hold of an ample clump of pubic hairs and gave them a good
tug.



"Cut it out!  That hurt, asshole."  The younger brother gave his elder a
good shove.  The older brother shoved back with greater force.  Then they
clashed with arms and shoulders.  They were wrestling each other to the
floor, each jockeying for the advantage of being on top when down and
horizontal to better enable a pin and physically dominate.
Genie scurried to pull back Eva and make sure the control stations were
pushed to one side of the room.



Carlotta was at first panicked into indecisive paralysis, but then was
transfixed to watch all-over muscles of grunting youths in testosterone
filled struggles in the jumble of flexed and stretched tough sinew in
motion.  Even ass cheeks would clench and relax in such a way as to assist
the muster of stamina and strength to overpower and subdue the other with
only naked prowess and no aid of artifice at all.  They could just as well
be lost and possessionless on a desert isle with only enough pitiful
resources for one to survive for 48 hours and the slender chance of rescue.



At first, wily Gerald managed to thrust his weight such that his brother
was felled underneath him.  But he could not grab a good hold, and the
larger framed brother was able to flip him.  Mikey was surprised more than
once that Gerald was so able to break his brother's hold and not be able to
secure another good one.  He knew to pivot one leg
between the two smaller ones of his competitor below him, diminishing his
strength to flip or break other impending holds.  Firm muscular heated
flesh against exposed teen boy parts that were always drenched in their
interior with hormones that would stimulate colonies of sensitive nerve
endings, thus enabling predictable magic.  Gerald's stretched out 7" cock
shuffled pointlessly in the match of will and strength, except to inflame
the keen interest of female spectators.



Carlotta became confused and distressed, fearful that her caresses from
earlier in the evening or that her presence may have had a stimulating
effect on the younger boy and that he could now be vulnerable to serious
injury to his reproductive capability.  "That's enough!"  You 2 stop it or
I will never come here again."



Mikey broke away, stood up and retreated some feet away, still frowning and
red faced.  He could see how his brother was disposed still sitting on the
floor. "What, are you going all queer on me now, Gerald?"


Gerald was seething with anger and frustration.  "I am queer.  I am gay.  I
am always horny and gay.  You know that, Mikey."


Eva started jumping up and down. "I'm gay. I'm gay."  She pointed at her
older brother, frowning.  "Mikey tried to hurt Gerald."



Carlotta intervened stepping to Eva. "No he didn't, honey. It is all just
an unhappy misunderstanding.  It is all over, now."  She looked up with
daggers at her boyfriend, honestly not sure how long her relationship with
him would continue.  "Gerald is gay, Mikey.  Gerald is gay."  She looked at
everyone in the room.  "Gerald is a nice, very good looking, smart young
gay man.  I hope you are so happy to be his brother."


"I'm gay. I'm gay.  You be nice to Gerald, Mikey."



Carlotta found herself trying to cover and shield the young nude child.
"Mikey, I don't think Eva has a fever.  But she is chilblained and she is
still sweating from her romp through the house.  I want to give her a hot
bath."


Mikey nodded to the older sister.  "Genie, help Carlotta.  Go to your room
and get Eva's robe and yours too."



Carlotta signaled her naked boyfriend to retrieve the blanket from Gerald's
bunk.  She wrapped it around the shivering child without it being too
floppy to walk and helped her out of the bedroom and down the hall to the
bathroom.  "I'm gay. I'm gay."



"Honey, I will tell you what it means in the sense that we use that word
now, when you are in the tub."  The teen who turned serious spoke so that
she could be heard by all present company.  "It is very nice that we
learned that your brother is gay tonight.  You should all consider
yourselves lucky and we all have reason to love him even more, now."



Mikey looked at his brother still on the floor looking despondent.  'I'm
sorry bro'.  I'd worked it up in my mind too much how this night was going
to play out.  I guess I've got a special girl, right?"


"So what now, Mikey?.  I'm not ready to come out to Mom and Dad yet."


"Fuck no!  I'm with you there.  Carlotta is so amazing.  I'm going to ask
her to talk to the girls about how this has to be a secret between us
before she calls her dad to come get her. . . .  Look, you like boys.  You
know I also like boys.  But I just ask don't rule out the chicks,
yet. . . We just got to be real careful and both do some careful ass
covering for a few years at least.  Beyond that, we can have some bodacious
times hound doggin' for some awesome dick and ass."


"What would Carlotta think about you doing that?"



"Are you kidding?  Why do you think she is always in my pants these days.
She is hot for guys who keep an eye out for other dudes.  I keep telling
you the mega locker room at the High School and its 50 shower heads is bad
to the bone.  I've already told you about some of the horse swagger that
struts around in there.  She's already trying to figure out how this spring
and next year I will have more opportunity to hang with the shower boys.
She likes you even more after tonight .  She'll look out for you and that
is a good thing because this girl has street smarts that we could never
imagine.  Now give me a hug and we'll do a game before Carlotta has to
leave."



Gerald was smiling for the first time in an hour.  "Mikey you know what is
finally going to get our asses kicked out of this town for good and all?
We are eventually going to spring our boners in the locker room.  It is
just a matter of time."



They both laughed grittily from their chests.  "Schwiiiiiingg!  Remember
the Lincombe motto: live dangerously!"



* * * * * * * * *


Carlotta was one of the band of 8th and 9th graders that Mikey would
carouse with in town at the mall, the museums, the parks, other 'teenie'
congregating places. On weekends and vacations, the boys would often tag
along a "rad" skateboard, something that Mikey handled with competence but
just could never master.  It was not going to be his chick magnet.  But
some girls noticed he was more at ease with them sitting on the
metropolitan circuit bus.  He wasn't a hunk, but he looked good at the
beach.



Carlotta noticed a cute boy who could show off and do the "cool" thing with
his peers, but often did not.  Being himself she could see he showed
interest in his eyes toward both boys and girls.  That distinction appealed
to her instantly.  She would stake him out.  Every bus ride she would sit
next to him.  Little hints of innuendo signaled talking about sex was cool.
"I know what you boys do alone in your shower and how you soak your sock in
hot water."  She did not know about Gerald.  In almost whispers, he
confided to her about how Mom had set aside the laundry room.



Her eyes widened in surprise. Parents are not supposed to be privy to kids'
most secret fun.  "Does she know when you go in there?"  He replied in a
theatrical whispering tone that he had only used the room that way a couple
of times when she wasn't there, but he imagined she thought he used that
room every time she went out somewhere.  She laughed out loud in the bus.
Everyone knew they were a couple now.



"Have you ever gone down on a girl?"  Mikey said nothing.  He looked around
to make sure all passengers were focused elsewhere.  He confidently
clutched her inner thigh and slid it up to between her legs, massaging with
emphatic pressure.  He heard her gasp and pull his hand away.  "I know some
place we can go."  She liked a polite considerate boy, but she wanted him
to know when to be 'grabby'.  There was a notorious safe house close to the
beach some blocks from his family home.  The room was "not vacant" and they
spent several minutes chatting with one of the house proprietors who was
charmed with the prospect for young love.  Carlotta knew they were liked
and be encouraged to return. They did often, even though they politely
forked over significant portions of their allowances for 'gratuity'.  For
most others, it was much more expensive.  The next year, they spied 2 men
exiting, wearing shades on a "pisser" of a rainy day.  Carlotta was very
impressed and never knew that the following year yet, Mikey escorted his
younger brother there.  'Living Dangerously!'

The shabby room reeked of sex.  Foreplay just wasn't in the cards.  When
Carlotta had her fashion jeans pulled down, her young partner could sniff
the heady aroma of her arousal.  As he yanked down her panties and she was
able to spread her legs wide open, she spoke endearingly.  "Think about how
you would kiss me on the mouth."  Although they tasted very different,
Mikey was delighted to discover how similar her tantalizing lips down there
were to her mouth.



Afterward, they trudged the blocks to his home, where she would call her
father for the ride home.  She met his family and was impressed by the
obvious high regard he was esteemed by his sisters.  "Gerald seems like a
dork at first impression, but I know he is really pretty cool once you get
to know him."



The young attractive, petite, blonde, but not pretty teen turned serious in
her reply.  "Some people have accused me of being a dork.  Dorks keep the
biggest secrets.  I know I am going to like Gerald."



'Secrets' and conversation about them was the core of their relationship.
Confidences were mostly one way.  Within weeks, Mikey knew he was into a
sense of obligations up to his eyeballs to a young sorceress who so readily
availed her developing young teen charms and affections.  Even with Gerald,
he could not reveal the depths of his needs to share the true complexity
and contradictions of a boy turning to youth overwhelmed by a hormonal
soup.  She encouraged him to drop hints about his experiments with his
brother.  Soon, an important part of her own arousal was knowing that her
ever horny boyfriend was continuing the most personal intimacies with his
own brother even though she offered him the most availability to her sexual
attentions as she could.


The locker rooms were the last bastions of secrecy ~ defiantly gender
segregationist, where its denizens could cower or strut their stuff, always
secure that their society was safely separated from the opposite sex.
STARSHIP TROOPERS in the showers would remain a myth for eternity.  It was
the locker rooms that would be the setting for the adventure of breaching
assumptive security and safety, most who required the athletic services
there never knowing of the treason.  Carlotta was adding her stamp to the
seal of approval her mother awarded to Lincombe boys months earlier about
perpetual locker room lurking.


It was a prominent topic after their first date.  "I would spend all my
time after classes there, but that place stinks so bad."


"The boys locker room has got to be worse.  After practice or a game on a
warm day, it's awful ripe in there. . . .  The worst is when Donny Carlin
next to me pulls down his jock strap.  I just want to hurl."

"Ewwww,
I think I would."



He explained how habitually he always liberally sprinkles talcum into his
jock strap before pulling it into place.  Of course the girl wanted a
demonstration.  That led to her sprinkling the talcum for him and then
spreading the stretching odd undergarment open for him to step into, her
dressing it into place for him as a prelude to covering him all over with
the stuff and his having to wrestle the container away in her family back
yard.



For years it was reports all about sweet heart shaped asses, little boy
buns on girls, big asses, beaver pelt, peach fuzz pussy, all variety of wax
jobs, different tit sizes and how she fills out into her bra, nipples,
areola sizes and colors, small tattoos and piercings in discreet places.
From Mikey: who was horse hung, well hung, little boy 'willy weewee
wiggles', (in the 8th grade so many boys were still developing), who was
average in the majority like himself, who was still bald, who was peach
fuzzy top, who was a jungle bunny, whose rug did not match the drapes, who
had a scrawny ass, who had a shapely bubble butt, who had a big stick out
ass, who had the lowest hangers, who had the hardest leg muscles, who had
good or improving definition in his chest and shoulders, which fat boys
were growing early man boobs, early chest hair and or torso hair, treasure
trails, etc.  They found they started having to record their reports
because they would forget which features applied to which of many athletes
or cheer leaders.



Conduct was duly noted, most especially who seemed the shiest (among boys
who were actually bullied), who seemed to show off the most or chatted the
longest, who horse played the most, who hung out the longest naked besides
themselves in observation.  Most especially, who cast those sidelong
glances to others either naked or in some state of undress with greatest
frequency and toward whom, coaches included.  Mikey only partly appreciated
how much Carlotta yearned for her guy to find those secret 'boy on the
side' trysts that could make for interesting and heart-stopping romantic
triangles.  An opportunity like that would present itself.



* * * * * * * * *



One mild November Thursday evening when Mikey was in the 10th grade, he
stepped off the school bleachers just after the home team varsity football
had been beaten roundly by a visitor's team.  He split off from some
friends because he wanted to walk back to the main building to get a book
and notebook out of his locker before meeting briefly with Carlotta and
then returning home.  He was surprised to spot 6' 4" Rick Joistman approach
him.  Rick had been a varsity basketball point guard and great things were
expected of him in the season of his senior year.  He never remembered Rick
ever saying anything to him before.  "Hey Rick, what a sorry show tonight,
huh?  Are you ready to kick some butt this season on the court?"



"Oh man!  I start practice on Saturday.  The first game is just before
Thanksgiving.  It 's going to be a long season. . . .  You're Lincombe,
right?"



"Yeah, Mike. . What can I do for you, dude?"


"What I am going to say to you is real strange, but I just want you to know
its because I've seen how you seem to be a nice person.  I want to tell you
last season I nearly burned out weeks before Christmas break and my moves
on the court would have been a disaster for the team.  The stress was
killing me"


"No shit!  You were cookin' last winter.  How did you manage to pull it all
together?"



"Well you know about my girlfriend, Debby Tennessee?"


"Yeah, basketball, also."


"Well, knowing what a horn dog I always am, she thought a steady diet of
different kinds of sex would steady my nerves and cool me down."



Mikey had a sense of where this was all leading.  But he played along.  He
raised his hand to high 5 the tall athlete.  "Way to go, Rick.  She let you
play the field, huh?"



"Well that, and she suggested some other as well. . .  A few very discrete
nice guys helped me out a lot."



"And you thought I could be one of those nice guys."


"Well I see how friendly you are and how the guys like you in the locker
room, but you don't really play a sport do you?



"Not yet!"



"How about playing my sport?"



"I don't have the height or reach to do much scoring."



"No but you would score if you let me give you just a hot but no
consequences blow job."  The athlete raised his hands in a gesture of no
intent for hostility or personal complications.  "Bust your nut today,
forget about it tomorrow."

Mikey regarded the athlete out of the corner of his eye with a sly leer.
He raised his hand for another high five.  "You're on dude.  Let's do this!
Score one for the home team."


"You mean he sucked you off tonight?"  Carlotta was jubilant now that her
deepest fantasies were finally being fulfilled.



"Right behind the old abandoned hockey rink.  He worked my tool like some
kind of giant demon suckin' out my load..  I didn't even have to unzip.  Of
course when he reached in, your hot treasure was at full attention and just
dancin' with joy to be servicing a major stud like Rick Joistman. . . . But
with one hand, he managed to unbuckle himself and pull down his jeans some
to yank on his foot-long while my smaller dog was gettin' its workout."


"Who came first?"


"Well it didn't take long before I felt that buildup of heat at the back of
my buzzing nuts and I blasted into the back of his mouth maybe 20 seconds
after I told him I am getting close.  But I guess the raunchy taste of my
raw jizz with one shot after another set him off.
Because he started humming and grunting on my squirting cock and he let
loose with his own volley.  One streak after another and I later figured a
couple of his shots hit my shoe.  "


"Mikey, he was turned on big time.  He said he would like to hook up for
some future sessions?"


"Oh yeah!  I wanted him to know I am enthusiastic for any future hookups,
but we didn't leave with any definite plan."



"Good, because you are going to approach him and tell him now you want to
reciprocate?"



"Whoao, woman!  Let's think this over.  First, he is about the most horse
hung dude I have seen in the locker room.  Second, it was dark and I didn't
get the best look at his stud ram rod all stretched out, but I figure we
are talking about at least 8 1/2".  We are talking major choke city here."


"Don't be a wuss.  Remember, we talked about this.  You are a 'grower',
whereas Joistman who hangs well not aroused with his pants off is probably
a 'show-er '.  Boned up, he probably is not much bigger than you or
Gerald."



"Great, my girl knows more about penis than I do."



"That's really not terribly surprising.  More experienced girls get
together and compare their hot guys and good times more than you guys who
only know about boned up cocks in their variations from porn.  Besides,
there is the Internet, now.  I want you to meet with Joistman again, this
time to suck him off, and then I want you to alert him about available
Gerald."


"Gerald!?!
He doesn't even go to High School yet.  He is not going to be interested
in Gerald."


"Maybe not!  But maybe he might be curious about younger guys just starting
in puberty.  We have to make the gesture and do our best to present Gerald
with the opportunity.  I feel we have neglected him.  That incident at your
house when we assured him we would look out for him was nearly a year ago."



Mikey knew his girlfriend was bright.  One reason she often got her way was
because she could lay out her arguments logically and well.  "You're right.
I'll do my best to give a basketball player the best blow job of his
lifetime and then I will notify him about the availability of Gerald.  I
guess I will need to start practicing with Gerald tonight."



Mikey was wiping his mouth wondering whether fresh guy spunk gets stronger
and more intense the older ejaculating men advance.  He was with Rick
Joistman behind one of the abandoned cars at the poorly lit far end of the
parking lot.  "You could practically use that big tough guy to help you
with your lay up."



Rick chuckled heartily.  "You're a good, man.  I like your style.  You blow
me better than Debby, but we could go back to doing it the other way if you
would rather."



"Maybe you might have fun trading off being pitcher and catcher.  Oops,
wrong game.  I tell you what though, I am sorry I gagged on that awesome
pickle of yours."


"I'm sorry it is such a mouthful."



"I know someone who would enjoy both taking it at the other end and sucking
it with his mouth.  Believe me, he is good.  Unless you really go crazy on
him, for the most part he won't gag and he'll snatch you with a tight hot
grip when you do the long dong up the bung hole thing."


"Is it someone I might know?"



"I don't think so.  He 's my brother."



"I haven't seen him around.  What year is he in?"


"No he isn't in High School, yet."


The athlete who seemed to be in a drug haze of good feelings contemplated
the last answer and his face suddenly reddened sour.  "Look if you are
trying to set me up with some young kid, you ought to know that no way do I
do the pedo thing."


"No dude, he isn't that young.  He's in the 8th grade.  I mean his voice
has dropped and all that other stuff where we guys suddenly get very horny.
Trust me, you will find he serves your situation just great."



"Oh, you mean now that he sports a nearly permanent boner and he's sprouted
his bush , he figures he's a total fag."


"Maybe!
But for the purposes of just mellowing out for your season, what
difference does it make to you.  I'm going to tell you again, this kid will
fit your bill."



"Are you trying to make trouble for me?  Because you and your brother will
go down with me if it comes to that."



Mikey shuffled some and made that same gesture of non-belligerent intent
with his raised hands.  "No it 's cool, friend.  It just occurred to me
this past week that there is an intersection as they say in geometry:
looking out for my brother and the best interest in the team standings at
my school.  I really think this could help you chill and relax because you
will have had some awesome intense sex."

Rick decided to go ahead and make arrangements for a "tryout" with the
proviso that while he was thinking it over, he might decide to back out
altogether.  The 2 brothers had decided to try out "a quickie event" on how
they could rendezvous for sex in the daytime if, for viewing porn or
another reason they became very horny during the day.
It would be an expansion of their private solo 'permission'.  The laundry
room was in the basement directly underneath the sink and dishwasher in the
kitchen.  Both boys wanted to impress their mother that they were
exercising their privilege down there so as to defuse any suspicions about
what was really going on in their bedroom.  If she were out, one would go
down to do laundry or maybe just listen to music with his headphones,
Shortly after her return and her putter in the kitchen.  He would emerge
with a play acted sheepish expression. "It feels good to get some laundry
done, doesn't it?"

"Yes, Mom"


Their "together" plan involved Mikey's extra key to the bulkhead lock.  He
would unlock it and quietly enter the basement unnoticed while Gerald was
already in the laundry room.  Ideally, no one would be around the kitchen
area and stairway to the basement when Mikey would sneak into the house via
the back door and descend to join his brother that way.  Otherwise, there
was always a chance that someone outdoors would notice the bulkhead was
unlocked.  The night of the first home game of the season, Rick Joistman
was smuggled in quietly through the bulkhead to rendezvous with
comparatively small and vulnerable Gerald for the first time.



Gerald was jolted with a scare when Daddy opened the door to the basement
and yelled downstairs.  "Gerald, it's getting late and everyone is going to
bed.  You've been scarfing up your jollies down there long enough, now.
Get yourself decent and come up to your bedroom."  Upon hearing this
demand, Mikey sneaked down to the basement, turned around and audibly
stomped back up the stairs and then the stairs up to their bedroom.  Gerald
knew this deception afforded him and his new lover as much extra time as
they needed.  It was thought safe enough for Rick to ascend to the first
floor and and exit out the back door.  Gerald hardly felt the late November
night chill when he stepped out to the side of the house to lock the
bulkhead buck naked.



Again with that broad sly leer from Mikey, "as long as you 2 hotties spent
together, I know you must have busted your nuts like nothing ever seen in a
porn flic."

Gerald was grinning with mania and flashed his brother 2 thumbs up.  "With
your help, we can call this history's most amazing seduction.  Let's just
say we are all going to have to put in some hard work so that I will be
there for them."


Mikey's expression instantly shifted to quixotic.  "Them?"


" ~ That giant and his glorious monster horse cock."



"My bro' is becoming a gourmet size queen."


"Long may she rule living dangerously."  They high fived.


Most sessions subsequently actually played out in sparking hot sex at the
spacious multi-million dollar beach front home of Debby's.  At first she
was a little put out that Carlotta was joining in, in their tight circle of
entourage that centered on a deep dark secret by necessity of a profoundly
illicit torrid love affair.  All 6 quickly became fast friends.  Debby
seemed pushy and scary 'butch' at first.  But underneath a tough exterior,
all the others recognized a delicate sensitive caring friend, always funny
and generous.  Rick did not care that others could see how worshipful he
was of her opinion on a wide range of personal issues.  She insisted that
she chauffeur her friends all around the vicinity in her expensive sedan
for whatever reason and would become testy if she thought anyone was
holding back on opportunities to seek advantage in their privilege.  Mikey
deliberately quit glee club and drama that year to spend more time to suit
the needs of the entourage, figuring he could join up again in the 11th and
12th grades.



"Mikey, when we are first together he orders me to strip.  If I don't fast
enough, he pulls and yanks the rest of my clothes off me.  Of course my
cock is just screaming hard and leaking worse than any leaky faucet.  He
shoves me around some and yells at me.  He calls me a disgusting little
'punk' and a 'fag'.  He has all this height and weight on me.  Even though
I know he never would, he could kick my little bare butt and hurt me enough
to put me in the hospital.  Here I am naked, no way to get away, nothing
available to defend myself, and I'm just loving every second of it.



"After the sex and after cuddles are over, he hugs me to him and tells me I
am his baby boy.  Considering the difference in our physiques, that is not
as far fetched as it sounds.  We kiss like he thinks it is going to be our
last , and then he often starts kissing me all over just everywhere,
getting me hard again.  He has started to get really great at sucking ass
as I have been starting from the beginning.


"That first night together, I had an idea about just how much of his
pulsing tube steak I could swallow down my throat.  I lay stretched out on
the folding table with my head hanging over the edge and he could fuck my
mouth and throat provided not too hard, without my hardly ever gagging.  Of
course, I've learned to take deep breaths through my nose whenever I can.
There is almost nothing more amazing then the sensation of the throbs of
his gargantuan meat tugging away at my tonsils when he starts to shoot a
rich load of jizz down my throat.  God that big meat tastes so great.


"Lying back like that facing him head first, he can can lean over some and
take the end of my cock in his mouth and suck me.  He sucks cock decent
enough, but he certainly is no better than you are, Mikey.



"He usually fucks me in the lap dance style where I can have more control
in how much of that monster I can take in at any given time.  I angle
myself where that living beast glides and pressures against my sweet spot
just so fine before going deep.  I know you also hear about problems dads
and grandpas have with their prostates.  Mikey, they are just as valuable
family jewels as dicks and nuts.  We need to take special care as we
continue on in life.


"As big as he is, I love my hole being spread open like that and want to
take every last inch of him into me where I can feel his soft fuzzy bush
slamming into my ass and the tail of my back.  I wish we could both be
tested so that we can stop using the rubbers.  The way his warm syrup would
spray up into my guts would have to be just heaven.


"One night after his game, we went out to Debby's and did it in the formal
dining room with the big chandelier.  He had me stretch out naked on to the
top of the antique mahogony dining room table facing up.  From there, I
sucked Rick's monster cock in our usual way.  So far, it is the only time
Debby has watched us have sex.  She said it was a better performance than
any porn she has ever seen.  She cursed herself for not placing a towel
over the Persian rug under my head when I dribbled some of Rick's load from
my head hanging over the side of the table.  .  .  She really digs
me. Mikey.  She digs me just as much as Carlotta.  I wonder if some of the
girls my age will get nice like that when they get older?"


Debby was openly affectionate toward Gerald with her circle of friends,
even in public. Lots of hugs and kisses, arms around the shoulders, sensual
back rubs.  She and Carlotta developed a special rapport between girls and
long laughing telephone calls about events and girls in their locker room
was a favorite topic.  No one more than Debby valued her team mates than
she, but she did not bond with them socially. Carlotta became her best
friend, the gf's immediate family and the gf's bf's immediate family all
became an extended family for Debby.  She engaged in long talks with the
brothers' father about her goals and aims, especially athletic.



Once when she used the bathroom facility upstairs, she afterward spoke to
Genie in her bedroom.  Daddy in his customary nudity not realizing she was
still upstairs, accidentally encountered her in the hall.  Genie laughed at
her father for his deeply immodest error.  He just pointed toward his
daughter.  "Tickle monster!"  Eva heard enough from downstairs , thinking
it was worth clambering upstairs in a big hurry to investigate.  She
laughed heartily as well at her father's presumptive indecent exposure.
Debby's moment of deep embarrassment shifted to joyful amusement when she
reckoned the nude man's comical expression and realized she was at the
center of a great moment of spontaneous family fun.

The father of both boys and girls winked at the interloper.  "You take
your chances upstairs."



She reached to give the nude man a quick kiss and nearly flew downstairs
giggling and laughing to hug surprised Gerald.  "How come you have such a
cool family?  No wonder you and Mikey are so handsome.  Your mother did
well for herself."  Only later he found out the context.
 Only happy to be in the raw when acquainted with a young woman he so
admired, he instructed his sons that this is someone who is poised and
graceful but also ambitious.  They should be inspired by her example.



It was not quite clear to parents who reigned in such a happy home of
fairly short people why these taller older more athletic teens were keen to
be guests of their household.  But they were charmed by it and appreciated
their companionship for their sons.  Some nights they would come over after
dinner, turn out all the lights on the first floor, and Rick would tell
ghost stories he heard at basketball camp in earlier summers.  Sometimes he
would lead seances and everyone would laugh when visiting spirits would
turn out to be demented for missing some of their fleshy pieces.



Rick was a terrific asset to varsity basketball that season.  A number of
families would turn out to see him play the home games.  He was the second
highest scorer on the team and he had ranked the highest PIR of all his
team mates that year by far.  Debby thought he was underappreciated.. "The
jerks should have elected him team captain."  He did earn himself a
lucrative athletic scholarship.  Debby also did well.  Her father finally
agreed to send her to women's basketball camp the following summer before
her final year at the school.



For the spring, Mikey made it on the always very successful jr. varsity
volleyball team and many of that circle would watch him play their home
games.  The intensely physical liaison between Rick and Gerald only
strengthened, diversifying their lovemaking in the shower, the greenhouse,
covered in blankets in the dunes near the house beach front.  When the six
would venture out to a restaurant or a classmate/team mate party, Rick
would have to be reminded not to call out to Gerald as 'Babe'.  Debby was
also Babe, but that was cool.  His team mates would ask Rick why he killed
so much time with the Lincombe 'midgets'.  He answered with lies.  It was a
lawyer-client thing between his dad and the dads of Debby and Mikey.
Besides both boys had a great feel for sports history.



The night that Rick returned from his graduation party at the beginning of
the summer, he was more than a little tanked.  He stripped off all his
clothes at the beach in front of the shore estate and ran down to throw
himself into the waves of the incoming tide.  The other 5 started to strip
and join him in a skinny dipping party.  Debby's father had been state
attorney general and then lt. Governor.  But he was glad to quit politics
for a successful legal career.  Let the kids have their fun.  They were
startled to see a spotlight shine their way.  Debby assured them it was
just Dad playing the lifeguard.
If he wanted them to stop, he would have yelled at them with his bullhorn.
It afforded all of them an opportunity to be able to check each other out
'nekkid' for the first time.



Just before Rick's 'send off party' to the campus in an adjoining state, in
August at sunset in the private 'make out spot' at the dunes, Rick clutched
his loving partner and wept silently.  They were both naked as they were
about to enjoy their last bout of sex until who knew when.  "I love you
Babe and you know I always will."



* * * * * * * * *



Based on both remarks and anecdotes by Mikey, and the occasional short
phone call with 'cuddle bunny' (Gerald), Carlotta surmised that physical
relations between the brothers were increasing and cementing despite a
growing love life for Gerald.  In the late spring as promised by the
parents during their birthdays in the preceding winter, the 2 brothers
finally assisted Daddy in dismantling the old bunk beds.  Two new double
beds, portable on rollers replaced them.  They always slept together naked
in one or both of them flush together.  They instantly took to snuggling in
spoons.  There was nothing like waking in the night to feel your warm
slumbering brother with his turgid hot night wood pressed against your ass
or the tail of your lower back.



At 7 and 8, Eva was still the household cutup, but more reserved.  She had
lost all her baby fat and become even more slender than Genie.  She
idolized her brothers as much as she ever had and taken to insisting that
they now make up stories to tell her, knowing they would always be
sublimely ridiculous.  She was the one who would insist on the schedule for
board game and Xbox time despite busy lives.  It was the only only time she
knew she could be naked with her brothers, the 'tickle monster' often
joining them .  She was more fearful and anxious she was growing apart from
them and more than other family members intuited.



She was still afraid of thunderstorms and was delighted to discover in
their new sleeping arrangements, that both her warm cuddly brothers were
nude in bed to welcome her and console her in her fears of late night
aberrant weather.  She would get lonely and anxious on other nights and
come to their bedroom for needed sleep and comfort.  They told her she
should not just show up anytime.  She needed to knock first and listen for
them to tell her to go back to her room and return later.  If they did not
answer after a couple of minutes, she could come into the room.  She would
throw herself on to the bed and they would clumsily break their tired
embrace and shift slowly to make room for her.



She noticed that the disposition of their penises were inclined to be stiff
and hard, now.  Even with the darkness of the room, they were so appealing
to look at and touch, more so than she could recall with Gerald.  Mom was
right.  The changes for both of them were wonderful and exciting.  What
could be more loving, more warm, more safe, and secure than to be with
slumbering nude brothers who seemed to be getting stronger every day.  She
suffered from nagging doubts.

She debated in her mind whether her brothers were supposed to be this way
with each other.  But she did not care.  Better they all love each other
steeped in physical affection than be fighting and in conflict.

To be continued . . . .