Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2006 16:35:47 -0800 (PST)
From: Joseph Hungary <josephshungary@yahoo.com>
Subject: Joey's Life Series 3

Disclaimer: This is a story based upon my past experiences. All names and
crap have been changed. If you are not of legal age, please stop reading
and go away. If you do not approve of gay/bi sex or incestuous
relationships, you may also leave. Otherwise enjoy.

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"And they're getting married?!" Stephanie said. I just finished telling
her everything that happened while I was over there when I got back.
Well, not everything.

"Shh! I don't want Mom to hear us." They totally hated each other, but it
would kill my mom if she knew that he was getting another family before
she did. I pulled Steff by the arm and into the room and closed the door.
"Yeah, and Teresa's pregnant."

"I don't wanna know her name. I don't wanna know her." I guess we all
thought that maybe one day, our parents would get back together.

"Who's Teresa?" Shit. I turned to see Patrick sitting on the bed playing
the Pokemon game on his Gameboy. How long has he been there?

"Patsy, how long have you been there?" I asked. He was too involved with
his game he didn't even hear me.

"So who is she?" He asked again.

"Um, She's..." I started. But Stephanie interrupted me.

"It's one of Dad's friends." She said. The way she said "It", I could
tell she really hated her. Even though she didn't even meet her yet.
Patrick just sat there playing. He probably didn't even hear us. We
didn't take any chances, so we went into Steff's room on the other side
of the house where no one can hear us.

"So, what about this Derek kid. How annoying are we talking?" She asked.

"Um, you mean Dyllan?"

"Whatever. You know who I'm talking about."

"He is sooo annoying. After the day I met him, he asked to stay at our
house for like three days."

"Where did he sleep? Oh please not my room." She complained

"No. My room. In my bed. He sleeps in his boxers. Nothing else. So
gross." I sleep shirtless sometimes and those nights with my dad, I slept
with nothing. But just sleeping with this stupid kid and he had no
clothes on. That was just wrong.

"And how old is he?"
"6! He's only a year younger than us."

"Wow. So cannot wait for this summer."

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Months go by and we haven't heard from our dad. He doesn't call to see
how we're doing. Doesn't tell Steff and Patsy what's going on himself. He
doesn't even call Patsy on his birthday.

"Who cares. We don't need that asshole." Our mom kept saying. "If you
wanna call him, go ahead. But if he doesn't care to call you guys, then
you shouldn't call him." Which I agree with.

But a month after Patrick's birthday, he called. It was sometime
mid-April when he called.

"Guess what. You have a new brother. His name is Mason. Isn't that
great?!" He asked. Um, no. Not really. This meant that they were really
going to go through this. Steff tried to act like she didn't even hear
him.

"Sure Dad, that's nice. I'm so excited. Really." I lied.

Our parents made an agreement that the three of us would live with my dad
and Teresa for a year. I really didn't want to. I don't want to know his
knew family. Our dad has been begging to get us for an entire year
instead of just the summer. My mom thought it was a perfect time to move
in with him what with the new baby and the wedding and all.

"He wants you guys so bad, lets teach him a lesson. Make him deal with 5
kids."

I was gonna miss my friends. I didn't  wanna live there.

"You'll make new friends." Everyone kept telling me. I didn't want to
make new friends. But I did love my dad. I guess it wouldn't kill me if
I  moved with them. Besides, Steff is my best friend and I couldn't leave
Patsy alone  with Dyllan.

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"... and thank you for flying American Trans Air." The captain was saying
as we landed.

"I don't wanna get off. I don't wanna meet them." Steff was complaining.

"She's really not that bad. She's kinda cool." I tried to calm her. "Can
you get Patsy's bags?" I asked her. It was the first time we rode on the
plane alone. Since I was the older twin, I had to take responsibility for
the other two.

"Can you? I got my own bags to carry." She responded.

"Fine." I got Patsy's bags and my own. He was to small to carry his own
bags. We waited for everyone else to get off the plane, this way we could
take our sweet-ass time to get off.

We got off the plane with the stewardess continuing to say " Thank you.
Have a nice day." and "Hope you enjoyed your flight." Yeah, whatever.

Steff was walking behind me. I guess she was hoping that no one would see
her. I led Patsy in front of me. That's when I saw him. My dad at the end
of the hall. A big stupid smile on his face. As soon as Patsy saw him, he
ran over to hug him.

"Daddy!" he yelled.

"Come here little man." he said with his arms wide opened.

"Hey, he's alone. Maybe Teresa's not here." Steff whispered in my ear.
After we hugged dad,  guess who came out of no where to hug me.

"Hey Joseph! It's so good to see you again!" Yup. It was her.

I hugged her back. "Nice to see you, too!" I can see Stephanie over
Teresa's shoulder. She looked like she was gonna vomit. She hugged
Patrick and she started towards Steff.

"And this beautiful little girl must be Stephanie." As she hugged her,
someone jabbed me in the ribs.

"God, what the hell?!"

"Hey Joseph. 'Member me?" Oh God, I thought. It was Dyllan. I really
didn't want it to be him.

"OK, I'm JOEY. Enough with this Joseph crap."

"Watch your mouth." My dad said.

"What? There's nothing wrong with "crap". An offensive word would be
shi..." but Teresa interrupted me.

"Let's go get their bags and then we can find a place to eat." We all
nodded our heads.

As we walked towards the baggage claim place, we met our new brother. I
liked him. He was so cute. And not annoying like Dyllan. Maybe that's
because he couldn't talk. We took turns holding him. He just sat there
and giggled.

We got our bags, got in the car and headed towards one of my favorite
restaurants: Steak 'N Shake. After we finished eating, we got into the
car and headed for a long drive. There is not an airport in Princeton.
So, we always ride to Evansville. Which is a three hour drive back to
Princeton. We planned on sleeping the whole way, but some people wouldn't
stop asking questions.

"So what's it like in Las Vegas?" Dyllan asked

"Hot." I answered grumpily. Patsy and Mason were asleep. Steff acted like
she fell asleep so she wouldn't have to answer those lame questions. "Why
are you asking?"

"My mom told me that it's a party city. Do you really party all day?"

"Do I look like I party all day? I'm seven." It got kinda quiet after
that, so I used this time to act like I was sleeping. I put my head on
Steff's shoulders. She tried to elbow me, but she didn't do it really
hard because she didn't want anyone to know she was still awake. Dyllan
tried to start asking questions again, but it didn't work.

"Sweetie, leave them alone." Teresa said to him. "They had a rough day.
You should get some sleep, too. It's a quarter till midnight."I was so
tired. Really don't know why they got a night flight.

We finally got home at around two or three. I couldn't wait to sleep in
my bed. But when we got up stairs, everything was wrong. My bedroom was
now Dyllan's room. Steff's was his toy room. Patsy's was Mason's
temporary room while they remodeled Dad's den. Our toy room was still
there, though.

"Dad, what the hell?" Steff bursted out.

"I'm sorry. When Teresa and Dyllan moved in, we gave Dyllan his own room
and a toy room." He said with a fake-ass apologetic look.

"But it's not 'his own room'. It's our room." Yeah, I used the air quotes
.

"Well, when we found out that you guys are gonna move in with us, we
decided to remodel my den so it could be the baby's room. Then we'll have
Steff move into Patsy's old room and maybe you boys could share a room"

What the hell?

"Dad, I want my room. It's my room."

"Yeah, well it's mine now." Whoa. Was that Dyllan. I didn't know he could
be mean.

"His stuff is already in it." My dad said.

"Yeah, but my stuff was there first."

"And I want my room back, too." Steff said.

After a lot of arguing at 3 in the morning, we decided that for tonight,
we'll all sleep in my old room. We'll turn the basement into our toy room
and Steff and me could have our old rooms back. Dyllan will get to have
my old toy room. But they have to remodel it because it didn't have any
carpet and it was really jacked up. So Patsy and Dyllan would stay with
me for, until our parents could finish with the other rooms.

"This is so gay. I hate this." Steff was whispering as we laid on the
floor. Yeah. We got some blankets and me, Steff, and Patsy slept on the
floor while Dyllan got the bed.

When we woke up the next day, me and Steff quickly started moving our
stuff down into the basement. We wasted no time. Stephanie's room was
ready for her to sleep in. Dad took our bed and put it in her bedroom
because me and Dyllan wouldn't stop argueing over who got it. Patrick
would also sleep with Steff for a while because there wasn't enough room
for the three of us.

Dad wanted to hang out and do something that day since it was the first
time he's had all of us in a while. We drove down to Vincenes to go to
this place which is like Chuck 'E Cheese, but not really. Dyllan and
Patrick took Mason with them in the tube place, me and Steff played
games.

"And he keeps talking to me like we're friends" I was telling Steff. "He
won't leave me alone for 5 minutes."

"Well, he's your brother now. He's going to be that way."

"Not for another two months. And now I have to sleep with him. On the
floor. You get to sleep with Patsy on your own bed."

"I'm sorry. I'm sure the rooms will be cleaned up soon."

"It better be before school starts."

School started in a few weeks. So, we drove back to Princeton, which was
only a half hour drive, and enrolled us in school. Patrick was very
excited because it is his first year of school. He whould be starting
kindergarden. Me and Steff were in 2nd grade while Dyllan started 1st.

When we got home, Dad thought it would be a fun idea to make a tent out
of some sheets. He hung them up. I had to admit, it was fun. We started
to get ready for bed. Steff and Patsy went to bed around 9. Me and Dyllan
stayed up to watch Nick @ Nite. There was nothing else on.

After a while, we started to get out our pajamas. For some reason, Dyllan
thought it would be all right to change in front of me. Not just his
clothes, underwear too. With the door wide open.

"Dude, what the hell?" I said.

"What?" he said. As if it were natural to do this. I couldn't help but
look. And, even though I never admitted this to him, his dick was
slightly bigger than mine. It was probably 3 1/2 inches. While mine was
only 3 inches. (Remember my age) He must have noticed me looking.  "You
want some of this?" he asked, waving his thing around.

"God, no. What the hell is the matter with you?" But I did kind of want
some. He walked towards me. I started to get nervouse.

"Suck my dick" he said. Straight forward. No building up to the moment.

"Um, I don't think so."

"Come on, why not?" He pleaded.

"Not only am I 8, we're brothers."

"Not for another 2 months. And you're still 7 until next month."

"All the more reason not to." While I was doing this, I started to
undress myself. I guess I really did want this. Or maybe I just wanted to
change. I was completely naked and grabbed my clothes. Dyllan started to
get hard. I wanted to suck him, but I've never done that before. Not even
with Dad. I always thought my first dick that I would suck would be my
dad. Apparently, I kept staring because Dyllan finally said

"Come on. Just do it. I know you want to."

"Dyllan, shut up and lets go."

"I'll do you." He snaped. "I'll do you, only if you promise to do me
after. Okay?" I said ok, but I had no intentions of doing him. He would
suck me, then I'll go to sleep.

He got down on his knees and opened his mouth.

"Wait." I said before he started. "Shouldn't we close the door?"

"No." He said. "If we close the door, then we can't tell if someone is
comming. We can hear our parents going up the stairs and hear Stephanie's
door open. If we close it, someone can open the door and see what we're
doing."

"That makes since." It was like he's done this before.

He got back into position. He slowly put his mouth around my now hard
dick. It was the greatest fealing I've ever felt. His warm mouth bobbing
on my dick. The the pressure of his mouth was tight. My body completely
tensed. After about half a minute, He stopped. As he drew back, he used
his teeth to gently scrape my dick.

"Liked it?" He asked.

"Oh yeah."

"Now my turn." Like I said, I wasn't going to do him. But that feeling
was the best I've ever had. I knew if I didn't do him, then he wouldn't
do me again. So now I got on my knees as he stood up. He stood there
waving his hard dick in my face.

"Stop shaking it." He wouldn't stop moving it so I could get a good look
at it. So, completely on instinct, I opened my mouth and put him all the
way in. His skin is was so soft. It felt good to have his dick in my
mouth. Remembering what he did, I coppied him. I put more pressure. I
started moving my head. I counted up to 30 seconds, then stopped. As I
pulled off of him, I scraped. Just like him. He seemed to have liked it
because he shivered and moand as I pulled off.

"Ok. My turn" Dyllan got back down on his knees. He opened his mouth and
put my dick inside of his mouth. The warmth of his tight mouth around my
dick was great. I swear, this was not his first time. He started swirling
his tongue around the head of my dick. This time he sucked me for 1
minute.

We continued to switch back and forth, adding 30seconds for each
rotation. About an hour later, Dyllan was laying on his back while I was
sucking him. I was in the proccess of his 5 minutes when half way
through, his body and dick started tensing up. His toes curled, his he
started thrusting his hips, and he grabbed my head, edging me to keap
going and go faster.  Then his body shuddered. He started calming down.
His dick seamed to have swelled up in my mouth, then started shrinking.

"Ok. Stop." I did, but I was confused. Why would anybody ask someone to
stop sucking their dick? I looked at limp dick which slowly started to
shrival.

"That wasn't even five minutes" I told him.

"Yeah, I know. But I'm done now." He started to put his clothes on.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm not done. You still have to give me five minutes."

"No. I said I was done." I pushed him down and punched him in the jaw.
He tried to fight back, but I pinned his arms down and layed on him while
trying to put my dick in his mouth.

"Ok. Ok. I'll do you. But this is the last time. Get my watch ready. Only
five minutes." As I layed down, Dyllan positioned himself. He took me in
again. I guess he was in a rush because this time, he sucked harder and
faster than he did all night. His head bobbed up and down vigorously.Then
suddenly, I felt a sensational shock run from my groin to my entire
body. I shiverd. This fealing was so great. Then, without knowing it, I
started doing exactly what Dyllan was doing. I was holding his head in
place and thrusting my hips. He seamed to be gagging, but I really didn't
care and from the looks of his facial expressions, he was enjoying it.

My dick started to feal numb. The more Dyllan sucked, the more it felt
like pain.

"Ok stop. Stop!" Dyllan was licking off the last of his saliva off of my
dick. It took me awhile to realize that we had just had an orgasm. My
first one. But I don't know about Dyllan. Yeah, it was a dry orgasm. But
it was still great.


"See, aren't you glad we did this." Dyllan asked. And I was.


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Don't worry guys. This story is very long and has several chapters. It
may take me a while to write them and post, so I'm sorry.

Feedback is always welcomed.