Date: Tue, 4 Nov 2003 21:01:49 -0800 (PST)
From: Robert Miller <chubbyboyus2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brandon Part 1

Note; the usual disclaimer apply.  If you do not like M/B stories, please
leave now.  If you are under age please do not read.


Brandon


       It was in a small sleepy town in western Pennsylvania that I bought
my first home after moving from the big city, it wasn't a really big city,
Pittsburgh, but a city none the less where I first met Brandon.  I have
decided to move because I was getting burnt out with the traffic, the
noise, and the crowds but mostly work.  After graduating from the
University of Pittsburgh in the summer of 1985 with a master's degree in
Business I immediately went to work for a large corporation as a broker.
After quite a few great years I made enough money and built up a sizeable
portfolio that enabled me to retire comfortably at the age of 42.  I
didn't completely retire but I could work on my terms.

       I found a really nice piece of ground, about 3 acres, in a little
town called Larimer; it had a whopping population of about 500 people.  I
hired a contractor to clear the ground just enough to build the modest
house that I had designed myself while taking a drafting class in high
school.  The project was moving along nicely. I was at the site everyday,
the commute from the Hotel where I was staying at was becoming tedious and
I was anxious to move in to my new home.  School had just left out for the
summer when I noticed a boy around 13 year's old hanging out watching the
workers on a daily basis.  After about a week I approached the boy, he was
a cute as a button.  He had bright red hair, stood about 5 foot tall, he
had the fairest complexion that I had ever seen, and he was on the chubby
side, weighing about 150-175 pounds, brown eyes and the sweetest little
smile.  I said "excuse me son, why are you here everyday?  Isn't there
something that you could be doing, like playing with your friends or
something?" His reply took me back a bit when he said that he didn't have
any friends and both his parents worked during the day and all he had to do
was watch T.V. and eat.  Before I knew what I was saying it just popped out
of my mouth, I said "well I can see that you have the eating part down
pretty well", before I could explain what I meant he broke into tears and
ran away.  I tried to get him to stop by yelling for him but he was gone.
I couldn't believe that I had just said that to a child, I felt totally
ashamed of myself.  I remember what it was like getting teased when I was
growing up because of my weight.

       Weeks had passed since I had seen the boy, the house was nearly
completed, all that needed done was the landscaping, which I was going to
do myself and the in-ground pool needed to be installed.  Ever since that
day that I was rude to the boy I thought of ways that I could make it up to
him, I desperately wanted to show the boy that I wasn't a total ass. I
came up with the idea that I would show him some pictures of what I looked
like when I was his age so I went to a storage shed that I have been
renting and found some of the old photos and slides of when I was a kid, I
gathered them all up and took them back to the hotel that I would soon be
vacating.  Later on that evening I decided to take a walk down memory lane,
I set up the slide projector in my room, turned out the lights and started
to watch them.  God were my parent's camera happy.  Pictures of trees, the
sky, cars, it seemed like if it caught their eye they took a picture of it.
It brought back lots of good memories since both of my parents are recently
departed.  I sat there all night looking at what seemed like thousands of
slides and pictures.  Of course there were the normal pictures of me with
puppies and cats, swimming, birthdays, Christmas and other holidays.  There
were some in there that I don't remember being taken, now whether I was
too young or what I do not know but there were some that I should have
remembered and didn't.  They were on a separate reel.  There were pictures
of me getting a bath when I was around 1-2, pictures of me skinny dipping
when I was about 10 or so, pictures of me sleeping, pictures of me getting
in and out of the shower when I was 13 or 14.  I thought to my self, what
the hell, who took these?  Were my parents weird?  They must have had a
hidden camera or something, how else would they have gotten them without me
have knowing?

   I knew from a young age that I liked looking at naked male bodies so
looking at these photos and slides stirred things up for me a bit.  I
thought, damn I was a fat kid, no wonder I never had a girlfriend or a wife
for that matter.  I know that I wasn't graced with a large one but I
always thought that it would do, I had used it a few times when I was older
but those were only one-night stands, nothing serious.  Who knows, I guess
that it is another story.  I decided that if this boy was ever around again
I would apologize first for the hurtful comments and secondly show him the
photos and slides of me when I was a kid.  The next thing was should I show
him all of the photos or should I keep these out, ah what the hell, after
all we are both males and maybe , just maybe, he'll trust me again enough
to come around.

	The house was finally done, what a relief, all that need to be
finished was the landscaping.  The house was huge, 4 bedrooms, 3.5 baths, a
Great room, formal living room, formal dinning room, complete game room,
huge kitchen, 2 fireplaces, 3 car garage, sauna, hot tub and a in-ground
heated swimming pool.  It is twice the house that I really needed but who
the hell cares, I like it and that is all that matters.  I was outside
working in the yard trying to get things finished before fall so that all
the plants had a chance to get a good start before the winter came.  I had
a strange feeling that I was being watched, you know, it sort of makes the
hair on the back of your neck stand up.  I quickly looked off to my left
and saw a figure standing at the tree line about 200 feet away, it was that
boy from earlier in the summer.  I resisted getting up and going to see
him; I figured that it would just scare him off, so I just kept planting
the shrub that I was working on.  I then thought what if I just lie down in
the grass and act like I am taking a nap, maybe he'll come up closer and
then I can talk to him.  Curiosity will get the best of him I'd bet.  So
that is what I did.  About 15 minutes later I heard him cough lightly,
slowly I opened my eyes and there he was, even more beautiful than before.

	I said "hey there, what are you doing here?" He replied "oh uh,
just looking at the flowers that you were planting." My heart began to
beat faster the more that I looked at this boy.  I said "listen son I want
to apologize for what I said before, you know, about your weight.  I am
sorry that was really rude of me.  Hey, whets your name?  I am Nick."
"Well sir, my name is Brandon and I live over the hill there with my Mom
and Dad.  They are never home, they work a lot and I get bored so I usually
go for walks almost everyday.  I hope that it is okay for me to be here."
I could read this angel eyes, they were pleading with me to say that it was
okay.  "Sure it's okay, I enjoy the company.  It's nice to get to talk
to somebody, I get bored easily to." Good god it was hot that day, the
temperature must have been 90 degrees.  Indian summer they call it.  "Hey
buddy, you want to come inside and see the house?  It is too hot to be
outside anymore until the sun goes down." "Can I really come and see it,
our house is old and it is a bunch smaller than this." Sure follow me I
told him.  After entering the garage I told Brandon to have a seat at the
kitchen table and I would be right back after I washed up a bit and changed
my shirt and shorts.  My bedroom is down a short hall just off of the
kitchen.  I knew that if I changed my clothes and walked across the hall to
the laundry room he couldn't help to see me.  I quickly washed and
stripped down to just my under ware and walked across the hall to the
laundry.  As I walked across I noticed out of the corner of my eye that he
was watching me.  My breathing quickened as the blood started to fill my
southern hemisphere which was covered by my tight white briefs.  I am not
sure why I never went to boxers, I guess that I have been wearing this type
all of my life, why change now.

	Hey buddy, you ready to see the house?  Eagerly Brandon stands up
almost knocking the chair over.  "Sorry Nick, I was just excited to see
this place." No harm, No foul I tell him.  I show him the entire house, he
is amazed with all the room but the game room really caught his eye.  "I
love this place Nick, a pool table and a steam room, why did you build such
a big place for just you?" Well Brandon, I have always liked big houses
and a big yard, I had the money and who knows, I may get married someday
and have kids of my own.  You want to see the backyard?  Sure he says still
trying to take it all in.  Outside I show him the hot tub and the pool
which has a 6.5 foot privacy fence around it.  Nick, why is there a fence
around the pool?  The law says that I have to have one to make sure that
nobody falls in and drowns, plus I like my privacy, I can come out here
anytime that I want and do what I want with nobody able to see me or what I
am doing.  That means I could go skinny dipping if I wanted to and nobody
could see what I got down below.  Brandon blushes and giggles.  Do you want
to go back inside and have a Coke or a Pepsi?

	Back inside we sat at the kitchen table and drink our sodas talking
about sports, hunting, fishing and other things that I think a 13 year old
boy might be into.  I ask him if he has a girlfriend and he replies that he
did once but she broke up with him after one day because she found a boy
that was skinny.  I think to myself, here is my in.  I hope that it didn't
upset you about what she said, he replies, "nope she was ugly to begin
with" we both laugh.  I asked him if he likes taking pictures or likes
looking at them.  He says sure but he has never had a camera his own, he
does tell me that his Mom is a freak when it comes to taking pictures; she
is always taking a picture of something that is whenever she is home.  I
tell him that I have a lot of pictures and slides and ask him if someday he
might like to look at them, you know of me growing up and stuff.  He says
sure and asks me if he could bring some of his up too.  I tell him that
that would be cool.  Just then he looks up at the clock on the wall and
says that has to be going because his Mom and Dad will be getting home
soon.  I show him to the door and before he leaves he asked, "Would it be
okay if I stop back again, I tell him sure and that I would like that a
lot.  I tap him on the shoulder as he walks by.  Boy does he emit a lot of
heat from such a small body.

	I didn't see Brandon for a few days, I thought to myself, damn,
did I scare him away by walking him by walking around in my briefs?  The
following morning I was relaxing in the kitchen reading the morning paper
when I heard a knock at the door.  I got up and answered the front door,
there he was.  The morning sun beaming off of that bright red hair.  God, I
was in love.  I say, whets up buddy?  Where have you been, I haven't seen
you for a few days.  I know Nick, my Mom, Dad and me went to my
Grandmothers house for 2 days.  I missed you; do you still have those
pictures and slides?  My folks have to work late today so I can spend the
whole day with you?  I said sure you can, hey did you have any breakfast
yet?  He said yep, I had some Pop Tarts and a glass of milk.  I said that
is not a breakfast, I am going to make some eggs and toast, you want to
join me?  He said that would be great.

	I prepared breakfast for us both.  We sat at the kitchen table and
ate quietly making small talk about the weather and other foolish stuff.
Brandon said that he wanted if he could still look at the pictures and
slides, I told him sure that sounds like fun so we finished up eating.
Like any other guy, all of the dishes went into the sink; I figured that I
would get the later.  I told Brandon to go down to the game room and wait
for me there.  I had to go grab a quick shower and I would be down in a few
minutes.  Brandon said, hey Nick when you showed me the house the other day
I saw a shower next to the game room, why don't you just shower down there
and we can talk while you are in there.  I thought to myself for a minute,
that's strange, why would he want me to shower down there when my shower
is upstairs.  Oh well, maybe he doesn't get much attention at home and all
he wants to do is talk my ear off.  I told him okay, I have to go to my
room and grab my clothes, why don't you go down and turn the T.V. on and I
will be down in a second.  As I was in my room I heard the T.V. go on in
the game room, I quickly gathered my stuff and went down stairs.  To my
surprise he was hiding around the corner and as my foot hit the last step
he jumped out and scared the living shit out of me, my arms went flying
along with my clothes.  I looked at Brandon and all he could say was
`sorry I just thought that I could scare you, please don't be mad at
me'.  I told him not to worry about it.  I bent down to pick up my things
but he beat me to it, I looked at him and he was holding a pair of my
briefs, he said `cool you wear the same kind that I do, good old Fruit of
the Looms'.  He turned red and all I could do was laugh as I tussled his
hair.  God, the kid was beautiful.  Be back in a sec buddy.

	I quickly shucked my clothes and hopped in the shower.  The hot
water felt good, my muscles were tense for some reason.  I washed fast and
was just standing in there while the water beat down on my back relaxing
me.  The next thing I knew there was a light tapping on the bathroom door,
shit my towel was hanging next to the shower, there was no way for me to
cover myself, I didn't event have a wash cloth and I would look pretty
stupid standing in there with my hands covering my stuff.  What the hell, I
yelled out, what do you need there buddy, he replied, I have to use the
bathroom, can I come in?  I said sure but no peeking at me I am naked.  I
knew that was all it would take to get the best of him.  He came in and
stood in front of the toilet, I could hear him draining his bladder, and he
really had to go.  Every once in a while I caught him looking over his
shoulder trying to get a glimpse at me.  Naturally I obliged him with a
nice profile shot.  He stood there for a moment and then left the room.  I
thought to myself, boy that was kind of fun.  I got out and dried.  I
thought about getting dressed in the bathroom but thought that if he was
that bold maybe I should give him a good show.  I wrapped a towel around my
wais, picked up my clothes and went out into the game room and sat on the
foot stool slightly to the right of were Brandon was sitting.

	I put my socks on and pulled my briefs up over my feet, I let my
towel hang loose so when I stood up it fell off and I pulled up my briefs
over my now semi erect cock.  I glanced at Brandon and he was staring at
it, so then I did a re-rack.  I grabbed my shorts and stepped into them.
You ready for the pictures buddy, he said, uhh yes.  I got the photo albums
out first.  Album after album we went through.  Brandon said, boy you were
fat like me when you were young.  I said yes I was and sometimes I wish
that I was that way again.  He had a puzzled look on his face, but Nick,
you look nice.  I thanked him but told him that it takes a lot of work to
keep it that way especially now that I am getting older.  He was fidgeting
around in his chair, I asked if he wanted to take a break and he said that
his shorts were too tight and they were hurting his belly.  I suggested
that he just take them off and hang out in his underwear.  He looked at me
funny and I said look buddy, I know that you saw me in the shower and when
I was getting dressed and it didn't bother me, after all we are both guys
and I am sure that you have the same parts as I do so it is no big deal.
He still hesitated, I told him to come stand in front of me.  I told him to
stand there and shut his eyes.  His did, I lifted his shirt up a bit and
found the button that was clearly digging into his chubby belly.  I told
him to relax and suck in his belly and I unsnapped his pants.  He let out a
slight sigh; I unzipped his fly and slowly pulled his pants down.  His body
was shaking a bit.  I told him to kick off his shoes and balance himself by
putting his hands on my shoulders.  I instructed him to step out of his
pants. He now stood in front of me partially naked.  I was in love.  I
asked him if that felt better and he replied yes, I told him; see that
wasn't too bad was it?  He said no, it feels kinda neat.  I use to walk
around the house like this all the time but now my Mom said that I was
getting too old for that.  I told him that he could come to the house
anytime and walk around like this.  He giggled.  He looked great standing
there in his briefs; he lifted up his shirt and said `see I told you that
we both had the same type on underwear.  I laughed.  I went to the fridge
and grabbed us both a soda and ask him if he was ready for the slide or if
he wanted to save them for another day.  He said that he would like to take
a break for a while but wanted to know if it was okay if he played the PS2.
I told him it was fine with me but that I didn't want to play and just
wanted to watch him play.

	Brandon got the game set up and laid on the floor in front of the
T.V., the game that he chose was "Medal of Honor-Frontline" on of my
favorite games. I had a feeling that I wasn't going to be watching much of
the game as I sat down directly behind Brandon.  I had a great view of his
13 year old bubble butt.  I sat there with a book across my lap just in
case Brandon got up for something he would see my ragging hard on.  The
title of the book was Stephen Kings "Needful Things", a great book, I
would sure like to be Brian Rusk, but that is not here nor there at the
moment.  Brandon seemed to be pretty adept at the game, he was really
getting into it, his body was moving and squirming on the floor as the bomb
and machine gun fire came at his character, Lt. Patterson.  His legs kept
spreading and closing; he'd push back at times and move forward depending
on the situation in the game.  He had no idea what kind of show he was
giving me, pre-cum was leaking from the head of my stone hard 5.5" dick.
He turned and asked me if he could use the hasek instead of lying on the
floor, I said sure, damn my show was over.  But to my surprise he pulled it
in front of him and lay across the top of it.  It was like he was on all
fours, the perfect fucking position; I will have to remember that for
future reference.  I got a really close look at his ass.  His underwear was
pulled tight across his cheeks, the crack was clearly visible and I could
see his sac.  His wares fit perfectly, they were loose in the right place,
he would move his legs apart and I would get a slight glimpse of his
hairless sac.  His balls were drawn up close to his body.  The thing that I
love the most so far was his ass, those chubby cheeks!!!  Plus the typical
boy skid marks.  I thought that I was going to explode right there on the
spot.  He continued to play the game for about 2 hours.  I finally asked
him if he wanted some lunch.  He said yes so I went upstairs and grabbed a
phone book and called and ordered a Pizza with everything but those nasty
tiny hairy fish, damn they are gross.  The pizza would be delivered in 30
minutes so I went back down to the game room, Brandon wasn't playing the
game anymore but I noticed that he was in the bathroom.  He came out and to
my surprise he had taken his shirt off.  He said, `I was getting too hot
so I thought it would be okay, after all you said that I could come here
and walk around in my underwear whenever I wanted to.' I told him that he
was right and the pizza would be here in about a half an hour but I would
be the one to answer the door.  He looked at me funny and I said `what you
want to answer it like that???' He just blushed and smiled.

	I sat on the sofa and he came and sat next to me.  I grabbed my
book and immediately laid it across my lap.  I made small talk with him.
My mind kept wondering, I could tell that he was getting tired maybe even
bored.  He laid his head on my shoulder and shut his eyes.  I didn't know
what to do about this situation.  After a few minutes he nodded off and his
head kept falling forward so I slowly put my arm around him and pulled him
close to me.  Boy did he ever smell good; I gently rubbed his arm and gave
him a slight kiss on the top of the head.  He snuggled down closer to me.
I couldn't really get a look and what he had in the package department,
his chubby belly hung over the front of his unders. I could have stayed
like that for hours, just taking in the view and the smell of his body.  I
heard the doorbell ring so I gently moved him over a bit sort of laying him
on his side and back.  I got up and answered the door, paid the pizza boy
and returned to the game room where I had left my little cherub sleeping on
the sofa.  I sat the pie down on the table and just stood there and watched
him sleep.  I decided that I wanted to take a nap to and I laid down next
to him.  I fixed the pillows so that we each had one, gently slid my are
under his neck and pulled him into my chest, he smiled slightly and I was
curious whether I had woke him up or whether he was just dreaming about
something good.  Then I noticed the front of his briefs, he had a tent
going, it wasn't that big but it was great.  I thought to myself, should I
take a risk and pull the front down to see what my little friend had or
should I just imagine it.  I opted for the later.  I wanted to take it slow
with Brandon, I feared that if I moved too fast that I would scare him off
and possibly end up in jail.  I think that I made good progress thus far;
here he is at my home, in the game room, ¾ of the way naked sleeping on my
sofa.  I think that I am the luckiest man in the world.  I fell asleep at
that point and had one of the best dreams of my life, that one is a whole
different story.

	About an hour later I felt him begin to stir, I opened my eye's a
bit to find that he had just changed positions.  He rolled onto his side
and pushed his butt up against my hip.  I laid there for a few minutes
listening to his breathing; he was taking long deep breaths.  When I was
sure that he was in a deep sleep I decided to change positions myself.  I
rolled onto my side so my crotch was just behind his ass; I then threw my
arm over top of his waist.  He must have liked it because he pushed
backwards a bit nuzzling his bum against my now growing cock.  There was
just the thin material of his briefs that separated me from those gorgeous
buns.  I slowly started to rub his belly gently with my hand.  His skin was
soft and smooth; it was cool to the touch and fresh smelling.  I gently
made small circles on his tummy, paying particular attention to his navel,
which happened to be an `inny'.  I loved the feeling of skin on skin.  I
decided to take an even bigger chance with my little boy.  I rolled back
onto my back and slid my shorts down to my ankles and kicked them on to the
floor, I figured that he woke up, I could tell him that I to got hot and
decided to get more comfortable.  I looked down at the front of my briefs
and saw a spot starting to form where my tent was.

	I rolled back over next to Brandon and felt the warmth of his body,
damn that boy radiated heat.  I continued to rub his belly, he scooted his
butt back even further, my cock was between his cheeks, and if he pushed
back any further it would go up inside him.  My hand ventured down a bit
further, I began to gently massage his little chubby belly, letting my
finger tips run across the top edge of the waist band of his unders.  I
quickly regained my senses and moved my hand up to his chest area.  I play
with his bare chest and his small pinkish nipples.  Brandon's breathing
became more erratic and shallow.  My little stud was starting to wake up.
I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.  I felt him begin to move, I
could tell that he was looking at me, you all know the feeling, the one you
get when you know someone is staring at you.  I just laid there to see what
he would do.  To my shock he rolled over to face me, I felt him push his
hips forward so that our cocks were touching each other.  To my surprise he
was rock solid.  He started rocking his hip back and forth, grinding his
penis against mine.  His arm was on top of my body and he was caressing my
back, you know giving me a mini massage.  If he didn't stop soon I was
going to blow my load right there in my briefs.  I decided that I should
appear to wake up, just to see how Brandon would react.  I slowly opened my
eyes and peered into his, morn there buddy.  After you fell asleep I
decided to take a nap with you, I hope that you don't mind?  He said, `no
I don't mind, I liked sleeping with you.  Why did you take your shorts
off?' I replied, well you were in your unders and I decided that it would
be okay if I did the same, plus it was hot.  Do you know that you are like
sleeping with an oven?  No wonder you like being in just your underwear, if
you didn't you would sweat to death.  He looked at me confused but then
caught on and did his boyish giggle.

	Hey buddy, the pizza is upstairs, why don't we go eat and then we
can come back down here and watch some slides. We ate the pie in no time, I
thought to myself, shit this kid can put the food away.  After we were done
I grabbed us each a soda and went back to the game room.  I set up the
projector and the screen.  Brandon said, `Nick I am glad that I came back
up to see you, after that day that you yelled at me I was scared of you.
But I thought that maybe you were just having a bad day.' Well you got
that part right kiddo, sorry about that.  We both sat there and watched the
slides, 25 reels; I had to narrate the whole time and was beginning to go
hoarse.  I finished with slides and was getting ready to put the stuff away
and then Brandon noticed a reel sitting off to the side.  Hey Nick, what
about that one over there?  I said, `well that one is kinda special, there
is some pretty personal stuff on there, you know kinda private.' Oh come
on Nick, I promise that I won't say anything to anybody, you can trust me.

	Okay bubby but you have to promise me that you can't tell anyone
about this, some of them are of me with nothing on.  He said that's okay,
I've seen you naked before.  I got the reel and loaded it into the
projector.  The first slide that came up was of me in the bath tub when I
was really little; I was standing up and giving a little boy moon shot.
The next I was skinny dipping in the pool, there was several of my front in
plain view, a whole 1.5", sac drawn up tight, the infamous turtle effect.
There was a shot of me bending over, I had a nice little ass, a tight
puckered hole, good god I was getting hard.  I glanced over a Brandon had a
nice tent going.  Then the ones when I was older came up.  I looked over at
Brandon and said, well kiddo, what do you think so far?  He replied "they
are cool Nick; I really like the naked pictures, my Mom used to take those
types of me." The next slide was of me getting out of the shower when I
was about 14 or so.  He stopped me and said "Nick, how old were you in
that picture?" I told him around 14.  He said "you didn't have any hair
around you wiener." I said I know I was a late bloomer and didn't start
getting hair down there until I was almost 16.  Then Brandon said "well
Nick, I didn't start growing any yet, so see you and me are alike that way
too." I chuckled and said, don't worry bud, you'll start soon.  We
finished watching the slide show and Brandon said "hey Nick is the hot tub
warm?" I said sure do you want to go try it out?" he jumped up and ran
upstairs and on to the back porch.

	While standing at the back door Brandon said "Nick, I can't go
in, I don't have a swimming suit". I said, well buddy, that doesn't
matter, just take your briefs off and go in naked.  Brandon had a quizzical
look on his face and I said look buddy, we are both guys and we both have
the same parts so it is no big deal, plus the fence is high enough that
nobody can see over it.  With that he dropped his unders to his ankles and
kicked them off.  My jaw must have hit the floor.  Good god was he
beautiful, not a hair other than the top of his head.  Not a blemish on his
body, pale, bubble butt, small 1.5" cut cock with a small pink head, his
hairless ball sac up tight against his body.  His chubby belly hanging
above it like a over-hang.  My own cock started to grow over the sight of
Brandon standing there nude.


End of part One.  Comments welcome, send them to Chubbyboyus2002@yahoo.com.
Should I continue the story?