Date: Mon, 27 Aug 2007 23:40:44 -0600
From: Cornhusker Fan <crnhskrfn77@comcast.net>
Subject: Big Bro Helps Out, part 14

Howdy readers.  I must once again apologize for the length of time between
chapters.  Seems more and more difficult to find time to write.  Please
bear with me.

This story will feature sexual acts between men and boys, boys and boys,
and possibly related males, so if that's not your cup of tea, then move
along please.  The story is strictly fantasy, pure fiction.  No part is
true in any way.  Neither the author, nor any website that might post this,
condones illegal sex with children.  Also, though little or no protection
is used in this story, please always practice safe sex.

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On Wednesday morning, before Jason had gotten up, I left the house.  I
needed some time to think by myself, and I knew once Jason was up, that
would be hopeless.  He had plans to go see a friend this morning, but he'd
still be Mr. Chatterbox until he left around 9.  It was still fairly early,
only about 8 in the morning, so I just wandered a few blocks over to the
park.  As I expected, it was still pretty deserted at this time of morning.

I wandered down to the playground and sat on a swing.  It was a little
strange to be sitting here without a bunch of kids running around, but it
was quiet, and that was what I was hoping for.

Since I'd come home from school, things had been a whirlwind of sex and
more sex. I loved every minute of it and was going to hate to see it come
to an end when I had to go back at the end of the summer.  I went over in
my mind all the situations Jason and I had gotten into since I arrived
home.

But what was really getting to me was that I was beginning to have sexual
thoughts about my kid brother, and that bothered me.  Seeing him in all the
situations we'd been in, I couldn't help but notice that he's just so hot.
Just yesterday morning while I was in the shower I was slowly stroking my
dick thinking about the things that had been going on and had to stop
myself when I realized I was focusing my thoughts on Jason.  I nearly shot
off thinking about my own kid brother!

I'd been sitting there thinking and gently swinging back and forth for
almost an hour.  A few walkers and joggers were using the park now, but I'd
hardly noticed them.  I was so lost in thought that I didn't know someone
had come up behind me until I heard a voice say, "Hey sir, aren't you a
little old for the playground swings?"

The owner of the voice came around to where I could see him, but it wasn't
a little kid as I expected, but a boy of about 14 that looked familiar.  I
just couldn't place him.  "Sorry, I'll get out of your way," and started to
get up.

"You don't have to leave Gary; I was just kidding you."

"Do I know you?  You look familiar."

"I'm Thomas' little brother.  Do you not remember me?"

Thomas was a guy I'd hung around with some in high school, though we
weren't best buddies or anything.  I remembered meeting him right after his
family had moved here from France, several years ago.  It seemed his kid
brother had always been around, but he'd always just kind of hung out in
the background.  What was his name?  Think Gary, think!  Then it came to
me.

"You're James?"

"Yeah!"

"I haven't seen you in a few years.  You've changed quite a bit."

"Maybe, but I'm still too short; don't you think?"

I laughed.  "If you say so, but height isn't everything, so I wouldn't get
too worried about it.  I think you still have a few years to grow."

"I'm glad you remembered my name."

"Well I should.  You always seemed to be around when Thomas and I would
hang out."

"Actually, I only hung out with Thomas when you were around."

"Really?"

"Yeah, you were very cool with me and I liked it."  I think he was trying
very hard to perfect his American english.  I could have listened to his
accent all day.

I smiled at him.  "That's because you are a very pleasant boy and I like
speaking to you."

He smiled back, blushing a little.  "I guess, maybe."

"So did you want the swing?  I was thinking about heading back home
anyway."  I stood to go.

"No, I really don't want to swing.  I just saw you here and had to come
down and give you a difficult, I mean a hard time.  I was just doing my
morning run when I saw you."

"You run?  That's good."

"Well, I'm trying to build up some muscles.  I'm too small so I need to be
strong.  I've been lifting weights too."

"I can tell.  You look like you've been working hard at it."

"Really, do you think so?  Thanks!"

"Sure, little dude.  Anyway, I better get heading back home."

"May I walk with you?  I usually walk to cool down from my run anyway, and
I go right by your house on my way."

"Sure, I don't mind the company."

We headed out of the park back towards home.  It was going to be a hot day
I could tell.  It was only about 9:30, but already it was hot enough to
cause me to break out in a sweat.  As we approached the house I asked James
if he wanted something cold to drink.

"Uh, thank you. That would be nice."

We went inside.  "Sit down and I'll grab us something.  You want a coke?"

"I'd prefer some water please."

"You are thinking healthy.  Good for you.  Be right back."

I went to the kitchen and got a couple of bottles of water from the fridge.
I came back to the living room and sat next to James on the sofa.  "Here
you go, James."

"Thanks, Gary."  He took the lid off and drained about half the bottle.  He
was wearing tight little gym shorts and a t-shirt that was cut off about
half way up his torso.  When he was drinking, his shirt rode up even
further, and I couldn't help notice that he was as smooth as could be.  He
noticed me checking him out and blushed.

"Um, as you can see, I don't have much muscles."

"I think you look fine, James.  How long have you been running and working
out?"

"For 2 weeks now."

"Well, you have to give it time, man."

"My biceps are getting bigger though, don't you think?"  He flexed his arm
and I saw some nice definition to his bicep.

"You're doing well - that looks great."

"Feel it."

I felt his bicep, squeezing a little, then rubbing his arm.  "Very nice,
James."

"And I think my abs are getting better too.  Look" He pulled his cut
t-shirt up a ways to make sure I could see.

I didn't see much definition yet, but I didn't say that.  "Keep working and
you'll do great."  He continued to hold his shirt up while he looked over
it at me with a big smile on his cute face.  So I reached over and felt his
chest and abdomen.  I could feel the muscles there, they just weren't
defined into any kind of a six pack yet, but it wouldn't take much.  My
hand lingered, perhaps a bit longer than I should have, before I removed
it.  I noticed his gym shorts seemed to have a larger lump in them than
before.

"Like I said James, keep working at it.  You're doing great."

"In fact I heard you were coming home for the summer holidays and I thought
I would go running past your house so I can see you."

"Really?  Why?"

"Um, well, because I like, um, fancy you and I wanted to see if you were as
hot as you used to be."  James blushed as he said it.  God, was he cute.

I felt a bit of heat in my own face.  "And was it worth it?"

"Oh, I mean, hell yes.  You're even hotter than I remember!"

I couldn't help it.  I had to make the comment, if for no other reason than
to see his reaction.  "Well, I see you have one muscle that is developing
quite nicely."  As I said it I let my gaze wander back to where his tight
gym shorts were tenting more and more.

I couldn't believe what he said next.  "Hehe, you can feel that muscle too,
Gary."

I wasn't about to pass up an opportunity like that with a hottie like this.
I reached over and ran my hand over his swelling cock in those tight
shorts.  A slight groan escaped James' lips as I pulled my hand away from
his crotch.

"Would you like to see one of the exercises that I like to do?"

"Um, sure, James."

James spread his legs and started leaning forward.  He came up and went
back down a few times, as if he was loosening up.  Eventually he bent
forward enough that he was able to touch his lips to his groin.

"Wow James, I've never seen anyone limber enough to do that."

"Well, I practice it, quite a bit!"

I laughed.  "I'll just bet you do."

This boy was really hot.  He was only 14, but he'd figured out, or I think
he had, how to pleasure himself orally.  Of course, his height of 5'2"
might have helped in those efforts, in which case, I had no idea why he
would lament his height!

I gazed at him.  He was just beautiful.  He had light blue eyes that
hypnotized me by looking at them and dark hair with quite a bit of curl to
it, which made him different, and in my opinion even sexier, than so many
of the other boys I'd seen.  His nose was just perfect for his face, and
when he smiled, it lit up his entire face. That was topped off by the hint
of his native tongue, French, that surfaced. I must have stared at this
gorgeous boy a bit too long.

"Gary?  Still here on earth with us, Gary?"

I laughed.  "Yeah James, I was just, um, amazed at how, uh, flexible you
are."

"I can show you just how flexible."

"Ok."

"Pull my shorts down for me, Gary."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes.  I want to show you what I can do."

I got down on my knees in front of that beautiful young man.  Tentatively,
I reached for the waistband of his obscenely tented shorts, but paused.

"Go ahead, Gary.  Take them off of me."

Was I being seduced by a 14-year-old?  I didn't know, but really didn't
care either.  I grasped the waist of his shorts and pulled them down his
coltish legs, which had only the very slightest dusting of dark hair.  As I
pulled his shorts down, the most incredible dick popped up from this boy.

He had to be 6 inches, but with his slight frame, he looked absolutely
massive.  He had a nice bush of dark pubes above his cock, and some hair on
his ball sack, which was also quite well developed for a boy of his age.
He was uncut, which is how I love a boy's penis.

As I watched, the boy took hold of his cock and leaned down once again.
His tongue snaked out and licked across the head of his rock hard shaft,
lapping up the drop of precum that was there.  He opened his mouth and then
took the head of his own cock into his mouth.  It was so fucking hot I damn
near came right then and there.

He bobbed up and down on his own cock for a minute, taking as much as a
couple of inches into his mouth before he sat back up, grinning.  He was
sweating slightly from the exertion.

My hands came up and grasped the knees of his widely stretched legs.  I
gazed at the hot cock throbbing there in front of me before looking up at
him.  He was still smiling at me.  My God, how quickly I was coming to
adore that amazing smile.  "Christ James, that may be the hottest thing
I've ever seen."

"Yeah, thanks.  But it's quite tiring.  I usually have to finish myself off
by hand."

I had to ask.  Hell, I'd never forgive myself if I didn't.  "Would you let
me finish you off?"

"I've never had anyone touch me before, Gary.  I've never shown anyone that
either."

"I'm flattered that you would show me that incredible talent, James."  I
stayed kneeling in front of the boy, not daring to move.  I wanted to just
lean in and suck that hot cock into my mouth, but now I wasn't sure if
that's what he wanted or not.  I continued looking at him.

Finally, his amazing smile again broke across his face, doubling the light
in an already bright room.  "Go ahead Gary.  I, um, I think I want you to."

I stared at him a moment longer, before moving my gaze back to his hot
boyhood.  I reached up and took it into my hand.  For some reason, I think
I loved the feel of his cock more than any other I'd experienced to date.
I rubbed it up and down, feeling and seeing his foreskin move over the head
of his cock before retracting completely back, exposing the slightly purple
head where another bead of precum had formed.

I leaned in and licked up that drop; the taste of the boy exploding in my
mouth and sending my senses into hyper-drive.  I licked up and down that
gorgeous boy's hard cock before moving to his balls.  I gently sucked each
precious orb into my mouth and rolled it around on my tongue, then bathed
his entire ball sack as I licked it avidly.

I moved back up to his cock and licked from the base to the head before
taking the throbbing appendage into my mouth for the first time.  I
couldn't believe it, the most perfect specimen of boyhood ever created, and
I had him in front of me with his hot cock in my mouth.

I closed my lips around it and slid down until the tip of his cock touched
my throat, then forced it past my gag reflex to take him all the way, my
nose now buried in his thick, dark pubes, adding one more thing to
overwhelm my senses.  I slowly pulled back up, keeping my lips tightly
sealed, slightly sucking the entire way, until just the head was in my
mouth as he was moaning in deep pleasure.  I swirled my tongue over it,
licking at his piss slit, and massaging just under the head, where I knew
he would be quite sensitive.  I don't know why, but I just had to make sure
this boy received as much pleasure as I could possibly give him.

I began moving up and down on his cock.  Each time I took the head of his
cock into my throat, I would swallow a couple of times, which he obviously
loved because of the way he groaned when I did it.  I knew my throat would
be kind of sore afterwards.  It always was if I did that, but with him, the
consequences would be worth it.

I sucked his cock for almost 5 minutes, amazed that a 14-year-old boy that
had never been blown before could last so long.  But finally I felt his
cock get even stiffer, and his balls, which I'd been fondling with my hand,
pull up towards his body.

His first squirt went straight down my throat and I quickly pulled up so I
could capture the rest of his offering in my mouth, not wanting to miss my
first chance to taste the juices of this incredibly sexy youth.  He filled
my mouth with 3 large squirts before tapering off to a few small dribbles.

I held his cock in my mouth until I felt it began to go soft.  I swirled
his cum around in my mouth, savoring the sweet salty taste of his essence
before swallowing it down.  Part of this boy was now part of me, and for
some reason, I felt so good about that.  Suddenly I realized I had cum in
my own pants just from sucking this boy off!  James lay back against the
couch, panting and recovering from his orgasm.

I stood up, my knees beginning to get sore and needing a good stretching.
As I did, James noticed the large wet spot on the front of my pants.

"Did you cum while sucking my cock, Gary?"

"Yep, without even touching myself."

"Oh man, you really are an old perv!"

I put a hurt look on my face, but knew he didn't really mean it.

"Just kidding you man.  Thanks; that was wonderful."

"You are sooooooo welcome, James.  Thanks for letting me be your first."

James blushed, showing that he was still a young boy that could be
embarrassed.  He put his shorts back on, covering up his now deflated cock.
It practically brought a tear to my eye when it was covered once again;
stolen from my feasting eyes.

"I had better get home, Gary.  I must mow the lawn today or my dad will be
angry.  And I want to do it before it gets even hotter outside."

"Okay, James."  I walked him to the door.

"Can we, uh, maybe get together again sometime?"

"Anytime James my man.  Any time at all.  And thanks again."

"For what?  You're the one who made me feel good."

"For letting me, James.  For trusting me.  For, oh hell, I don't know what
- just thanks."  And this time I really did blush.

"Okay then.  Well, I'll see you, Gary."

"Bye, James.  See ya' soon."

As I watched him walk away, I thought to myself, what an incredible boy
this is.  And I knew I wanted to see him again.  No, I HAD to see him
again.  And I think he wanted that too.

I guess that was a case where Big Bro Helps Out, by helping someone else's
little bro!  And what a pistol he was!

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That's it for chapter 14 readers.  What do you think?  Did you miss Jason
this chapter?  Don't worry, he'll be back in 15.  This was a little
interlude that just had to be written.

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