Date: Tue, 16 Oct 2012 13:09:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: D One <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bobby's Fantasy

"So you like Brendon, huh?"  Alan asked.

His brother sat on his bed reading when his older brother entered. He wore
only his jockey shorts. They both usually wore them in the privacy of their
shared bedroom or were totally naked around each other.

Alan stripped as he talked and Bobby looked up to watch.

"I guess. He treats me good" Bobby said "Not like Wingold, that guy is an
asshole" Bobby said though in his mind he remembered Wingold's half hard
cock sticking out of his shorts.

"Naw he's just messin with you" Alan was naked now himself. He waved his
cock at his brother. "I think he knows about you".

Bobby shrugged "Don't know how unless you or Brendon told him."

"Brendon wouldn't. Besides he only found out on Wednesday when my horny
brother seduced him" Alan played with his balls and cock with Bobby
watching. He always liked teasing his brother, even when he was just
entering puberty, when he thought Bobby was too young to know about sex.

"I didn't seduce him. He's the one that came into our bedroom and took his
towel off"

"And you're the one who wagged your tongue I bet" Alan released his
manhood, having made it hard.

"Nice bone bro" Bobby said "When can I have it?"

"Hey we're brothers little fag" Alan said turning away from Bobby. His cock
felt good hard. He always liked it getting that way even when others
noticed in the classroom, hallways or just walking through the mall. In
fact he liked seeing the girls and men too look at the obvious boner in
public.

"Maybe Brendon will come back" Alan answered.

Bobby had seen Brendon arrive with Alan that day of course. He heard them
rough housing in the bedroom while he was in the kitchen downstairs. Bobby
heard them both run into the hallway and the bathroom door close. That's
when he quickly went upstairs and stripped to his tiny whities and perched
himself on the bed.

Alan never cared he was in their bedroom when he brought friends over.
Friends told Bobby they were kicked out when their brothers had friends
over. Not Alan. It was as if he wanted to show off the kid.

More than once his friends noticed Bobby's boners in his jockeys when
visiting.

"It just means he wants cock, dude your brother is a cocksucker if ever I
saw one" Wingold said "maybe more with a cute ass like that."

Brendon never poked fun at Bobby though. Bobby liked him. He had muscular
shoulders, developed chest and thick thighs. When he finally got to see
Brendon naked, he knew it was time to reveal his desire.

So when Brendon returned from the bathroom, Bobby made sure the guy saw his
excitement.

"Nice boner Bobby" Brendon smiled. He unwrapped his towel. His cock dangled
over his balls. It looked thick even though it was soft.

"Not bad yourself. Alan still in the shower?" Bobby crawled on his bed
closer as Brendon used the towel to dry his crotch.

"Yea just went in." Brendon said "Hey what are you doin?"

Bobby sat on the edge of his bed now. He had bent forward and stuck his
tongue out to touch Brendon's cock.

Brendon didn't move. "Dude that's nasty" He said.

"Naw you just took a shower right?" Bobby said reaching his fingers to
encircle Brendon's ballsac.

"Yea..Shit you like that?"

Bobby didn't answer. He couldn't since his lips were now around Brendon's
cock and his tongue cradled it into his mouth.

"Just uh, hurry" Brendon gasped as his cock quickly filled with blood
making it rigid "If your brother sees this" his hand rested on Bobby's
head.

"Cumming" Brendon said shortly afterwards. He had never felt anyone else
touch him let alone lick and suck his cock. So his ejaculation was nearly
immediate.

He started to move back so his cum would escape. But Bobby held his thighs
tightly as he swallowed each stream and spurt.

"Hey guys what's up?" Alan called out in the hall.

Brendon blushed. Bobby had sat back on his bed and licking his lips.

"Nothing just messin around" Bobby said

"Yea right' Alan replied.

"So Brendon's coming over. I gotta go to the store. That means you guys
have an hour, take care of him, he's one of my best friends." Alan said
moving his still hard cock close to Bobby.

"Maybe if you're good, I'll let you have a real man's cock" he slapped
Bobby on the cheek with his erection. It wasn't the first time. Bobby
snapped at it, the way he had always done.

"Shit man no teeth no teeth, hope you don't do that to Bren"

Brendon knocked and came into the bedroom. Bobby was naked on his bed
reading. He looked up.

"Hey Bman, Alan went to the store, be back in awhile" he said

"Oh well maybe I should wait down stairs" Brendon said acting shy.

"Hell man why? I need some more Brendon Milk" Bobby was on his hands and
knees, sticking out his tongue.

"We uh shouldn't be doing that stuff" Brendon said though he was peeling
his t-shirt off.

"You're not doing it, I am, all you gotta do is get hard and cum" Bobby was
unbuckling Brendon's jeans and pulling them down. He was delighted the boy
wasn't wearing underwear. He knew this was going to happen again.

Bobby licked the cock, balls and belly. He guided Brendon to the bed until
he was laying now. His lips and tongue traveled from the boy's feet up his
thighs and pushing the thick thighs, tongued under his balls.

"Shit kid this is different then ... "Brendon gasped and stopped when he
felt Bobby's tongue on his butt hole.

"Just part of the service" Bobby said as he stroked his cock as his mouth
moved to Brendon's cock. He took his time, licking, teasing, and swallowing
the big meat. He didn't want Brendon to cum quickly s he did last time.

His tongue left the leaking cockhead and traveled up the firm belly and to
the chest, nibbling on each nipple.

Brendon put his hand on Bobby's shoulders and pushed him gently until the
boy was once again swallowing his cock. Maybe he had done some research;
Bobby thought or was just really into it.

Brendon's hips were flexing as he fucked Bobby's mouth and throat until his
gasps told Bobby that his cum was about to chock him. He swallowed and
backed away as it streams out of his lips and then splashed his face.

Bobby looked up at Brendon who was watching his sperm splash on him.

"That was hot" Alan said making them both jump.

"Yea kid you are one hell of a cocksucker" Wingold added. "You're one lucky
dude, got your very own pussyboy right here" the guy slapped Bobby's butt
and then jammed a finger between the buttocks.

"Hey man" Alan said as Bobby jumped.

"Sorry man, we were just I mean he..." Wingold backed away "thought he'd
like that".

Brendon had stood and began to dress. "I think he just likes sucking" he
said without looking up.

Alan pushed Wingold a bit "no fair man, he IS my brother cocksucker or not"

"yea yea, he's gay as a goose" Wingold "no offense kid, you are what you
are" he said and cupped his crotch "and you can have it anytime you want."

Bobby too had risen and left the bathroom. In the privacy of the bathroom
he flicked his own butthole with his finger. It was a stranger sensation
having a guy stick his finger in there...not like doing it himself. He dug
deep with his finger and jacked until he was spewing into the sink.

"You ok man?" Alan was alone in the bedroom when Bobby returned "Sorry
about the asshole thing"

"Naw ok, I expect it from him" Bobby watched awhile as Alan began to jack
off. It wasn't the first time Alan showed off for him.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked.

"You sucking Brendon and Wingold jamming his finger in your butt" Alan
laughed. Bobby jumped on his brother and their naked bodies rolled around
as they wrestled as they had over the years..their hard cock sword fighting
in the process.

"Shit man maybe Wingold is right, you got a nice butt" Alan smacked his
brother's butt a few times.

"Maybe that's what I want for my birthday" Alan smacked another time.

"You want it wrapped with a ribbon?" Bobby wiggled his butt at Alan just as
their mother called them for dinner.

He was alone. A couple of months later Bobby sat on his bed in the
darkness. It was after midnight. Alan had gone camping with Brendon and
others for his birthday. Even their mother was away visiting her mother. He
had the place to himself that weekend.

"Hey" he said into the phone.  The awakened voice growled a reply. "Whooze
this?"

"Bobby, Alan's brother" he said.

"Yea kid you ok?" Wingold didn't go camping with the rest due to his job at
the garage. Bobby had seen the guy there, sweating, his bare torso marked
with grease. He never admitted it to Alan but the guy aroused him.

"Yea, just, gotta ask a favor" he said.

"Hurry up, I gotta get some sleep, work tomorrow" Wingold said.

Bobby imagined the guy in his bed, probably naked, his body aching from his
working.

"Uh thought we might uh get together" Bobby said.

"Oh little cocksucker is hungry huh?" the guy laughed.

"Not, just, look Alan's birthday is this weekend and I uh promised him when
he got back that I'd uh..."

"Suck your brother's cock?  About time kid instead of sucking all his
friends" Wingold said "So what you want to practice on my Johnson?"

"Not exactly. I'm gonna well, do what you keep saying" Bobby said as he
stroked his cock and wondered how to end the phone conversation.

"Gonna give that pussy hole up? Finally! Lucky big brother huh?" Wingold
said "wish I had a kid bro who liked cock."

"Well, I uh never done it before. Don't want to you know back out at the
last minute or flake on him."  Bobby said

"So you want me to try you out?" Wingold said.

"Kind of, just go easy and if it doesn't uh you know work, then I can suck
you off or something, but you gotta promise to not force it" Bobby said "No
sorry man just horny forget it."

Bobby started to hang up.

"No wait kid. I'm all talk, You want to try it? Cool, if you like it; good
if you don't that's cool. We'll go slow" Wingold sounded kind for the first
time, not the name calling asshole he acted like when others were around.

Bobby answered the door naked. His cock was rock hard. "Sorry thought the
back door was you know more private" he said

"I see you're expecting me" Wingold said following the boy upstairs.

"Let me" Bobby said as he turned to begin stripping the older boy. It was a
fantasy he was fulfilling.

"Sure kid go ahead" Wingold stood as his clothing was stripped. He didn't
admit it to the kid then or ever.  But this wasn't his first time having
sex with another male.

Bobby cradled the hardening penis and balls. They were hairy, not smooth
like Brendon's or Curls or Mr. Toll edge or Alan's.

"Nice" he said as he knelt and began to lick the cock that would soon be
inside him.

"Careful kid don't milk me dry yet" Wingold said as his strong hands
massaged the boy's bare shoulders.

He moved his hands down Bobby's back and bent over to reach the boys smooth
buttocks.

"Finally" he sighed

Bobby like the fact the boy was enjoying him. He thought that Wingold's
name calling and teasing had actually been hiding his true desire. He felt
Wingold's hands on his butt and then a finger playing with the ring of
muscles around his butthole.

It wasn't like before when the boy jammed a finger inside. It was tender,
sensitive, stimulating.

"Oh shit kid this is gonna be a long night" Wingold said.

Bobby felt the arms, the strong arms under his now, lifting him like a
light toy. It tossed him on the bed and Wingold's naked body moved forward
to him.

"Shit fuck me" Bobby said lifting his legs.

"You ready for it? Just relax and let me in" Wingold moved his chest under
Bobby's legs lifting his body higher.

His cock pressed into the hole already dilated by Bobby's expectations and
Wingold's finger.

"OH god" Bobby uttered feeling the cock stretch his skin and muscles.

"Just breathe normal" Wingold said remembering the advice given to him
years before. "Let it inside, fill you up"

The cock moved less then fractions of inches but Bobby felt like it was a
10 foot host sliding into him like a determined snaked.

"Maybe not" Bobby put his hands on the arms that held Wingold in position.

"Ok just relax let it rest there, get used to it" Again Wingold repeated
memorized instructions.

"OK?"

Bobby nodded. The bedside lamp was dimmed but it was bright enough to
reveal Wingold's body. The chest hair, the thick arms, the heaving
chest. Bobby imagined himself moving toward the older boy shirtless in the
garage now, un buttoning the jeans and laying across the hood of a car so
the hard cock could make him whimper.

The cock began to move again and Bobby closed his eyes. He saw Alan's
nakedness, Brendon's thick thighs, Mr.  Tollredge's Speedos outlining the
man's erection, cousin Carl's cock dripping of precum as it moved close to
him.

Bobby opened his mouth to let it in and felt instead Wingold's lips
pressing against his. It surprised him.  Never had any of his cocksucking
been like this. Not even Tollredge who seemed to like him, like him enough
to give him straight "A's" even before he sucked the man's cock.

Something different was happening inside him as he kissed the lips that
were kissing his. He reached for the shoulders and pressed hard. His tongue
slid across Wingold's and he felt the cock inside him move into him sliding
as if it was suddenly released by something.

He continued to kiss while the cock moved in and out. He knew he was being
fucked for the first time.  There was pain, burning his butthole, but the
cock felt good inside him.

He gasped and Wingold's tongue was sucked in deeper. They parted then
kissed again and again while Wingold fucked him faster and faster this
time.

Bobby's arms hurt, his legs too ached but he couldn't stop. There were
sensations all over his body and he felt his own butt pushing back onto the
cock each time it moved forward into him.

Bobby whined each time the cock slid backwards and gasped each time it
plunged back into his bowels.

He knew that Wingold had been right all the time. He wasn't just a kid who
liked sucking cock he was a fag, a queerboy, a pussy boy, a gay kid, and he
wanted to be fucked the rest of his life.

"Yea yea" Wingold grunted and then lifted himself away from Bobby's
face. The cock slid backwards and made Bobby whine as it slid out of him.

He knew that his intestines were now coated with Wingold's come.

"Congratulations kid, you're not a virgin anymore" the older boy said.

Bobby looked at the guy on his knees, wiping his half hard cock. "You ok
Bobby?"

It was the first time Bobby could remember that the guy called him by name.

"Yea very ok, that was something" Bobby said as he felt his butthole hoping
there wouldn't be any blood. There wasn't.

"You're a natural, your butt swallowed my cock like a true bitch" Wingold
said as he got off the bed.

Bobby reacted to the boy's "bitch" remark.

"Guess I am" he said

"Well, if anyone calls you that let me know" Wingold moved back to the bed
and sat "you're a good kid" his hand stroked Bobby's leg and moved to his
cock.

"If you want I can stay. I can go to work from here." Wingold said "but
I'll understand ic..."

His words were interrupted by Bobby's lips against his. They kissed, groped
and found themselves without words, agenda, plans...just needs.

Bobby felt the cock back inside him not knowing if he had slept in-between
the times during the darkness.

He rocked on it, his thighs pressed against Wingold's bare sides; his cock
sliding in and out of the older boy's grasping hand.

"Last time" Wingold grunted obviously shooting more streams up into Bobby's
cradling butt.

Bobby's body released his own sperm on the hairy chest, he had licked
during the night and would now lick dry again.

"Kid you're one hot fucker" Wingold held the naked boy against him.

"Call me your bitch again" Bobby said.

"Are you my bitch?" Wingold kissed the forehead.

"As long as you want it, but I ask one favor" Bobby said

"Ok what is it?"

"Can I give Alan his present?"

"Yea sure, after all you're more then ready but after that you'll be only
my bitch, understand?"

Bobby thought about it for a second. He belonged to the guy now. His mouth,
his ass his lips belonged to the man he had secretly lusted after.

"One more favor" Bobby said

"Ok one more" Wingold said as he listened to the boy's fantasy. He would
make sure he was shirtless, sweaty, grease marked and working late at the
garage...and then he would... It was a familiar scenario. One day perhaps,
Wingold would tell Bobby of the night he was fucked the first time..The man
was wearing open overalls, his bare body, sweaty and greased and Wingold
stared, letting the man know what he wanted and needed.

For now, it would be Bobby's fantasy and he'd do him that favor.