Date: Wed, 06 Nov 2002 22:51:47 -0500
From: Tom Cup <tom_cup@hotmail.com>
Subject: Always Ready by Tom Cup A/Y-YF-Incest

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Always Ready
By Tom Cup

I was pissed and wanted to runaway. I didn't have many friends. The ones I
had I suspected only tolerated me. I was thirteen and pudgy. I wasn't into
sports. Maybe that was why my dad hated me. I'm not sure. All I can remember
was calling Dave, and saying how miserable I was, and that I wanted to die.

"Dude, that's not the answer. Why don't you come over? I'm going over
Troy's. You can come along."

Troy was Dave's brother-in-law. Everyone loved him, especially us kids. He
wasn't just cool for an adult. Troy was cool. Period. End of story.

I'm not sure why we all thought he was cool, except that Dave spent as much
time with him as possible. Dave would always tell us that he did this with
Troy, or that with Troy, or Troy took him here, or there. And there were the
times that Troy took all us boys camping, or fishing, and let us drink a
beer or two, and smoke if we brought our own. But looking back, I really
didn't know much about Troy except the minor things that I just mentioned.

Dave went out to the car first, when Troy came to pick him up. I waited out
of sight. I thought that he would be pissed with an unexpected tag alone.
But soon Dave was back, saying that it was cool. We didn't talk much on the
way to Troy's. Dave sat in the front seat, and I just gazed out the window.
From the little conversation that Dave and Troy had, I could tell we would
have the house to ourselves, Dave's sister, Norma, would be off shopping for
the day.

When we got to the house, we all went downstairs to the den. It was Troy's
private sanctuary. Norma nearly never came down there. The room had a bar --
Dave immediately went, and made him and Troy a drink, then asked if I wanted
one, which I did -- a great wall to wall unit covered the south wall, holding
the stereo, and television units, and a door on the west wall led to the
backyard. We sat around drinking; Dave and Troy clowned about one thing or
another. I was deep in my own thoughts, and hadn't realized the room had
grown silent.

"So what's bugging you?" Troy asked.

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Dave picked up the story, and told
Troy how my father verbally abused me, and sometimes hit me. Hearing Dave
tell the story in detail brought me to tears. The next thing I knew I was
weeping in Troy's arms. He was shushing me, holding me, and running his
hands over my back and shoulders. I had never felt so loved, and comforted,
which only made me cry more.

"I'm sorry," I cried, "I'm sorry. I'm such a baby. I shouldn't have come. I
ruin everything. No wonder dad hates me."

Troy put his hands on my cheeks, and forced me to look at him. Then he
kissed my forehead. He leaned his forehead against the place that he had
kissed, his nose touching mine, his eyes staring deep into mine, our lips so
close that I could feel the warmth of his breath. I wanted to kiss him. The
realization of my desire caught me by surprise, but before I could think it
through he broke away, and looked to Dave.

"What do you think? Is he ready to be apart of our little inner circle?"

Dave smiled. Looked at me, then at his brother-in-law, and nodded.

"Chris," Troy continued, wrapping his arms around me, and pulling me to
himself, so that my head rested on his chest, "everyone wants to be loved.
Your father probably doesn't mean to hurt you, but just doesn't know how to
express his love for you. But knowing that doesn't make you feel any better,
does it?"

I shook my head on his chest. I hadn't realized that my arms were around
him. He squeezed me.

"You just want to be loved. Is that right?"

I nodded, and managed a faint, "yes."

"I thought so. You know Dave and I share a special kind of love. We would
share it with you, if you like. It's a brotherly love, but so much richer."

"I want that," I choked.

"Do you? It would mean that you are bound to us, and we to you. We would
share everything, and protect each other from everyone else. Is that what
you want?"

"Yes, Troy. I want that."

"What would you do for it?"

"Anything."

"Anything? Don't be rash. Think about it. Would you do anything to share in
Dave and my love?"

"Yes," I whispered, "Anything."

Troy kissed the top of my head. I looked up into his eyes. Again I wanted to
kiss him. I wanted never to leave the safety of his arms. I followed his
eyes to Dave who had his hand out stretched toward me. I took his hand, and
he pulled me up. I stumbled, and fell into his arms. I felt stupid and
clumsy. Dave hugged me and whispered, "Everything is going to be all right."
I nodded, looking into his smiling face. A thrill went though me when I
realized that we were going to be closer than brothers.

Dave began unbuttoning my shirt. I was alarmed because my body is nothing to
look at -- not like Dave and Troy's. I was always ashamed of how pudgy I am.
So the thought of having my shirt off in front of Dave and Troy scared me. I
thought that once they saw how fat I was that they would laugh, and not want
me to be apart of their secret circle.

"Don't worry," Troy said reading my mind, "No one is going to hurt you, or
laugh at you. You're with us now. This is part of your initiation. We don't
keep any secrets from one another, and we never hold anything back. Do you
understand?"

I didn't really, but I nodded anyway. It wasn't what he said that made me
relax, and let Dave remove my clothes, it was the way he said it. I found
myself standing in front of Troy and Dave completely naked, and unashamed.

"Very nice," Troy said, "You're beautiful man."

Hearing him say that made my cock jump. I had been flaccid, but blood
quickly pumped into my cock, and it began to angle upward. I put my hand in
front of it to cover my embarrassment, but Troy said, "No, no. Don't be
embarrassed. It's beautiful. Really. It's OK. Move your hand."

I did, and stood naked, and erect before them. Troy nodded to Dave, and they
both undressed, though they remained reclined on the floor as they did so.
Once naked they both extended their hands to me. "Come little brother," Troy
said, "Come and be loved."

I laid between them, Dave on my left, and Troy on my right. They caressed my
body with their hands, and bodies, until I was writhing with pleasure.
Their hands explored every part of me. I melted in the pleasure of being
touched. I'll do anything, I thought, just don't stop touching me.

"Anything," Troy whispered again, as if reading my thoughts, "You'll do
anything?"

"Yes. Anything."

I had never sucked a cock before, but Troy assured me that I could. He was
right. I sucked Dave first, Troy talking to me, and telling how to give
pleasure to my friend. Dave moaned his approval, as I learned that to suck
at this was a good thing. I was proud when Dave announced that I would have
to stop, or he would cum. I didn't want to stop, but Troy pulled me off of
him, and shoved his cock into my mouth. I immediately began sucking him. I
remember thinking that his cock was longer and thicker than Dave's, but I
suspected that was because he was older.

While I sucked away on Troy, I felt Dave easing around behind me. I felt him
kissing my back, and playing about my ass. Then I felt his lips brushing,
and then kissing, my ass. I moaned and Troy said, "It's OK. Keep sucking me.
You're doing a great job. Dave is going to enjoy the rest of your body while
I enjoy that beautiful mouth of yours.

I had an idea of what he meant. I didn't care. I was making him happy. He
thought I was beautiful, and he loved my body, both he and Dave loved my
body. I wanted to give it to them.  I felt Dave kissing my butt cheeks, as I
continued to slide up and down on Troy's cock. My mouth drooled a puddle
into his pubic hair. Troy was gently pumping up to meet my descending mouth.
Dave spread my ass cheek apart with his thumbs. His tongue lashed at my
hole; I jumped and pause my sucking of Troy. I froze, my ass pointed upward
toward Dave's probing tongue, gasping for air against the intensity of this
new feeling. Slowly I became use to the feeling, and rotated my ass back
toward Dave. When Troy saw me do that, he guided my head back to his crotch;
I resumed blowing him with a vengeance.

The feeling of Troy's cock in my mouth, and Dave's tongue in my ass was
electrifying. My cock was fully enlarged.  I began playing with it as I
sucked, murmured, and took my first tongue fucking. My murmuring must have
signaled the next stage of events because simultaneously both Troy and Dave
rolled me onto my back. Dave was between my legs, and first began to suck
me. My hips bucked for the warmth of his mouth, but Troy lay across my chest
and encouraged me to calm down with tender kisses. I wept as he kissed me. I
wept and hung on to him, my arms around his neck, as Dave slowly sucked me.

Dave's mouth rose off the tip of my cock, and slid down to the base. He took
my balls into his mouth, and then went back to tonguing my ass. I moaned.

"You like that little brother?" Troy asked.

"Yes," I breathed.

"Are you ready to become one with us?"

"Yes."

"Do you know what that means?"

I shook my head.

"It means that Dave's going to fuck you now. Are you OK with that?"

Dave had stopped tonguing me. The absence of his tongue in my ass now made
me feel empty. I had to be filled again. I nodded.

I hadn't known what to expect. Troy's mouth covered my scream as Dave
entered me. The first fifteen to twenty strokes felt like they were tearing
me apart. Then, gradually, the pain was replace by the unspeakable pleasure
of being joined. I grunted my approval as Dave slid in, and out, of me.
Troy moved away, just for a time, so that Dave could lay full on me. Our
mouths found each other. I tried to swallow him both with my mouth and my
pleasure-starved ass.

"We are one now," Dave whispered, pumping me steadily, "We're brothers
forever."

I began to weep. Never had I experienced such pleasure. I never wanted him
to stop. But he did. I whined, and whimpered, as he removed his cock from my
ass. His smiling down at me was replaced by Troy.

"You ready, little brother?" Troy asked.

"Yes," I cried, "Please. I love you so much."

Troy slid gently into me. Loosened by Dave's fucking, I immediately fell
into rhythm with Troy. Sweat began to pour from my body.  His cock spread
me, moving ever deeper. I cried out for the joy of his penetration.

"Oh god," I screamed, "Oh god!"

Troy's pace quickened.

"That's it baby. Enjoy the ride."

Enjoy it I did.  I bucked my ass onto his cock, feeling him touch the base
of my cock from within, I screamed again, and convulsing shot cum in between
his belly and mine.

*************

I opened my eyes to the sight to Troy getting it on with Dave. I watched as
Dave trashed to and fro to Troy's penetration. I smiled watching as they
came together, and were satisfied. They turned, looked at me, and smiled. I
promised myself then and there that I would always be ready, whenever my
brothers' called.

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