Date: Thu, 9 Feb 2017 08:26:50 +0100 (CET)
From: z.blake@tutanota.com
Subject: Joey in the Jammies

JOEY IN THE JAMMIES
By Zachyboy
M/b/b, oral, anal

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read it.

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My name's Wyatt and I already wrote a story here called "Wyatt in the Weak
End," because this is my strong end and this is my weak end.

My strong end is my penis because I fuck my little brother Joey with it.

I'm 11 and Joey just turned 9. He had a big cake and a party at Jump Zone,
and I squeezed his best friend Alex's butt in the bathroom and I showed
Alex my penis (believe me, it's not the first time) and I made Alex go in
the sit-down stall with me and suck it until I got my sparkles. So, my
penis is my strong end.

And my weak end is my butt because I get fucked in it by Mr. Benj which I
already told you about in my first story, which is already up here on Nifty
in this slashy-dash line thing:

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/wyatt-in-the-weak-end

That's what's called its URL, but you have to say it "You-Are-El." You
can't say it "Earl" like my dead Uncle Earl.  My story and my dead Uncle
Earl are two expiredly different things.

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On Monday after you saw my first story, Mr. Benj said, "You know Billy,"
(he calls me Billy after his son who's grown-up now, even though my name is
really Wyatt), "you should really bring me a picture of Joey to look
at. That's the name of your brother, right? Your little brother Joey? And
he's 8 you say?"

"He just turned 9, Mr. Benj. He just had his birthday. At Jump Zone."

"Call me Daddy, Billy."

He was getting his cock and out motioning me to suck it.

"Yes, Daddy. Yes, Mr. Benj."

"You should bring me a picture of Joey, Billy. I think I'd like to see
him."

"Yes, Mr. Benj. Yes, Mr. Daddy."

And then he pushed my head down and he held it in place for me while I
sucked his big wiener so I couldn't chicken out when it came time to
swallow. He doesn't like spitters. It's one of his rules.

"Good boy, Billy," he whispered, stroking my hair. "Suck Daddy's big
cock. Get ready for a drink of milk."

Only it isn't really milk he squirts. It's a whole bunch of semen from his
testicle balls. They also call it sperms.

"That's it, baby. Take it, Billy. OH GOD, oh FUCK, NNNNGGGGGGHHH, SWALLOW
IT DOWN!"

He grabbed my head hard and sure enough, I swallowed it down. Even though I
gagged a little. Even though I coughed a couple times.

"Bring me a picture of Joey," he repeated, wiping my lips with the corner
of my underwear.

My underwear were already off so he could fuck me next, after he gives me
my sleeping pill. He likes it when I'm sleepy in bed with him. He says it
makes me not wiggle so much and helps him get his wiener in faster. He says
it makes my butt real weak. So he can fuck me in my weak end.

I burped a burp that did NOT taste like milk. He wiped my lips with my
underwear again. I could smell my own butt when they rubbed past my nose. I
like the smell of my butt in my undies. I sort of smell like Cheetos a
little.

I bet he'd be wiping Joey's lips soon.

I bet he'd have Joey burping and gagging and calling him Daddy.

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On Tuesday after you saw my first story, I brought Mr. Benj a picture of
Joey and Alex. Joey was wearing his Star Wars pajamas and Alex was wearing
a t-shirt and sweats.

"Oh sweet Jesus," Mr. Benj said. And his voice sounded shaky. Like whispers
and quivers. "Which one's Joey?" he whispered to me, shaking.

"The one in the Star Wars. The other one's Alex."

"And Alex is his friend? The boy in the sweat pants?"

"Uh-huh," I nodded.

"That's interesting," Mr. Benj said, scratching his head. "We might have to
come back to Alex a little later." And Mr. Benj farted. "He's a cute little
tooter." It was a really high and squeaky one. I giggled and smelled it.

"Toots, boots and shoots," Mr. Benj winked at me. "I can't get enough."

I just nodded my head. I never knew half of what he was talking about, but
I liked him anyway. I liked all of his touches and and silliness and
smells.

"And this is your little brother Joey here?" he asked me, pointing at the
picture.

"Yes Mr. Benj. Yes Mr. Daddy."

"Holy Camoley. This is Joey? In the jammies?"

"Yes Mr. Benj. That's Joey in the jammies."

"Jesus squeeze us, spank us and please us," he whistled. "He's a little
cutie for sure, Billy. A cutie for sure."

I giggled again because he was so funny. Also, my sleeping pill was making
me dizzy.

"Do you want another sip of wine before we start, Billy?

"Sure," I said, because it tasted sweet like grape juice. But really I just
wanted him to fuck me quick so I could take a nap and have happy dreams. He
only gives me part of a sleeping pill, really. "Just a nibble to get the
job done," he grins. Then when I yawn and lay down sleepy and naked, he's
right, it gets the job done. His cock slips right inside me and I hardly
even yelp.

"That's a good boy, Billy," he whispers. I feel his hardness sliding inside
my butt hole. It's long and it's slippery. He covers it with slippery
stuff. In one way it hurts me, but in another way, I wish he'd push it in
really further. It's big and it's long, but I wish it was bigger. I want to
say my naughty words. I want to tell him "fuck me," but I'm just too tired,
so I nap a little while he fucks me.

I'm not real sure, I think I was asleep, but when he grabs my hips and he
sperms inside my bottom, I'm pretty sure I hear him say my brother's name.

"NNNNGGGGH, NNNNGGGGH, so fucking HOT BABY!!!!!"

He sperms in my butthole, he sperms really deep. And I think when he fills
me, he's calling me Joey.

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On Wednesday after you saw my first story, I stayed at home and gave Joey a
little warning.

"Now, first thing's first," I tell my little brother. "For sure he wants to
fuck you, so you better get your ass ready."

Joey giggles, but I tell him I'm serious.

"And he probably will give you some wine or some beer."

Joey makes a wincey gross face.

"Just a few sips," I promise him fast. "To make you relax and suck his
wiener and stuff."

"Are you gonna be there?" my brother looks scaredy-cat.

I pet his head as I'm taking my pants off.

"Yep," I tell him. "It'll be fine. I won't let anything bad happen."

My brother looks happy. He gives me some smiles.

"Thanks," he tells me, and he lays down on the bed on his tummy so I can
fuck him.

I fuck him real slow that night. I put my strong end in his weak end and I
fuck him like a whisper.

He whimpers and giggles and wiggles beneath me. He squeezes his butt
muscles tight when my cock is inside him because he knows I like it that
way. When he purposely makes it tighter.

I sperm in his butthole, only I really don't make sperm.

He sighs and whispers, "I love you, Wyatt."

I sigh and whisper, "I love you, Joey."

"Does Mr. Benj fuck that nice?" he asks me with his sleepy voice.

"Almost," I tell him. "But his cock's a lot bigger."

Joey nods and he yawns and rolls over.

"He also calls you Billy a lot."

Joey nods. "His son," he remembers. "He pretends we're his boy."

"Yep." I nod, snuggling up next to him.

"He always calls you Billy," I tell him. "Especially when he squirts in
you."

It's good to help your brother prepare.

Joey giggles and we both fall asleep.

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On Thursday after you saw my first story, I bring Joey over to Mr. Benj's
house and they meet each other for the very first time.

"Holy Camoley," Mr. Benj says happily. "I finally get to meet the famous
Joey!"

Joey giggles. "I'm not really famous, Mr. Benj. I'm just me. Just Joey."

"Oh, I beg to differ, young man," Mr. Benj says cheerily. "You're the
famous boy in the jammies in the picture."

He holds up the picture and Joey giggles again.

"You're pretty in your jammies," Mr. Benj says softly. "You should wear
your jammies over here this weekend. "Maybe you'll let me see you in your
jammies? I'd like that, I think. I'd like that a lot."

Joey blushes and Mr. Benj gives us both some wine to drink. Joey makes
faces but he drinks it all bravely.

"Let's show Joey how we kiss together, Wyatt. Would that be okay with you,
Wyatt, my Billy?"

"Yes, Daddy," I smile at him. "Yes, Mr. Benj," I say to him softly.

Joey is jealous when Mr. Benj puts his tongue in my mouth. I can tell he
wants to join in, but he isn't invited yet. And I don't know why. Mr. Benj
sure wants him.

Mr. Benj kisses me, but he rubs his hard cock in his pants the whole time
he's looking at Joey.

We don't do any sex stuff that day, but I know Mr. Benj is thinking about
it hard, because when Joey excuses himself to go to the bathroom, Mr. Benj
says, "Billy, I'm gonna fuck your brother this weekend. Is that okay, baby?
If I fuck his little bottom?"

I smile and I nod and I drink my glass of wine.

"And you're gonna help me," he winks as he squeezes my knee. My wiener gets
hard when Mr. Benj touches me. I want to suck his cock right now. I want to
smell his man smells. "You're gonna help me, aren't you, champ? You'll help
me fuck your brother?"

I nod my head yes and he kisses my forehead.

"Good boy, Billy. We'll see you this weekend."

I go home that night and I butt fuck my brother again. I butt fuck him
three times.

All right in a row.

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On Friday after you saw my first story, before I butt fucked my brother
again, I stopped with my wiener out and I went over the rules.

"First of all, he calls you Billy."

"I already know that part. He's gonna call me Billy."

"Second of all, don't forget this part, you're supposed to call him Daddy."

Joey rolled his eyes but he told me, "Fine."

"Third of all," I told him, "and this one's important, if you suck on his
wiener and he squirts in your mouth, you're not supposed to spit it out. He
holds your head down and makes you swallow it."

Joey made a giggle. "That actually sounds fun," he said with a grin. "To
really have to do it. Like getting a dare!"

"And fourth of all," I told him all serious, "He'll probably give you a
little bit of a sleeping pill, just to make his cock go in easier. He did
that to Billy, the real one, his son...so that's the way he does it to us
too.

"I hope I won't be sleeping through the whole thing," Joey said. "I'd kinda
like to know what it feels like."

"Oh, you'll know what it feels like," I told him. "Trust me, you'll know."

Joey giggled.

"Even if you're sleeping, Joey, you're still gonna know what it feels
like."

And then I fucked him extra hard, just to get him used to a big one.

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On Saturday after you saw my first story, Joey put his jammies on, and we
walked down the street to Mr. Benj's house.

"Look at that," he grinned with a smile. "Would you look at the two
handsome boys who just came up my doorstep. There's Wyatt all handsome in
his shorts and his t-shirt, and then if that's not enough, there's Joey in
his jammies."

Joey beamed.

"You can call me, Billy, Mr. Benj," he said sweetly. "You can call me
Billy, Daddy."

Mr. Benj made a low, deep moan in his throat, and he came over to Joey in
his jammies, and lifted him up off the floor, and hugged him in his arms,
and kissed him instantly right on the mouth, and I think Joey was surprised
at first because he kind of tensed up, but then the more and more Mr. Benj
kept kissing him, the more and more he relaxed and kissed back.

Mr. Benj unzipped his pants and lowered down his underwear.

"Suck my cock a little, Wyatt," he said to me while he kept on
moaning. "Suck my big fat cock while I kiss your little brother."

So that's what we did for a while, and then we switched places. Mr. Benj
kissed us both, and Mr. Benj sucked us both, and Mr. Benj fingered our
butts, and he Mr. Benj licked both our ass cracks. It was a whole lot of
fun, actually, but he didn't even fuck us.

"I'm saving you both for my sweet Sunday dinner," he smiled. "But make sure
your brother wears his pajamas again, Wyatt. You can wear anything, but I
want Joey in the jammies."

We sucked and kissed and he called us both Billy. First I was Billy, then
Joey was Billy. And when it came time to squirt his sperms, Mr. Benj held
Joey's head down and made him cough and gag on his cock just like he did to
me.

"Such a good baby. Such a sweet big boy. Eating Daddy's cock sauce,
baby. Eating, Daddy's, motherfucking LOAAAAAD!"

Joey looked shocked at the amount of gooey sperms that shot out of
Mr. Benj's cock, but I was proud of my brother. He drank every drop.

A little spilled on his Star Wars pajamas, but other than that, he got it
all down.

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On Sunday after you saw my first story, Mr. Benj fucked my brother for the
very first time. He gave him a part of a sleeping pill – "just a nibble
to get the job done!" – and he told me to watch while my sleepy,
giggling laughing brother pulled down his pajama bottoms and slid up into
bed with him.

"Awww," my little brother giggled, and his voice sounded fuzzy with
sleeping pill and wine, "Joey's not in the jammies anymore,
Mr. Benj. Billy's not in his jammies, Daddy."

"What do you think we should do about that?" Mr Benj said, looking me right
in the eye. "What should I do to your brother, Billy?"

"Fuck him, Mr. Benj," I whispered to him, sexy. "Fuck him hard and put it
in his bottom."

I was surprised my voice came out as sexy as it did. It almost scared me
how excited I was wanting to watch Mr. Benj fuck my little brother's
butthole and squirt his sperms inside him.

Mr. Benj got out the slippery stuff and coated his cock until it was big,
long and shiny. And hugging my sleepy brother from behind – "just like
spoons," he smiled at me gently, "big spoon, little spoon," he slid his
cock up and down my brother's crack a little bit like a painter with a
paint brush, then wiggled it in the middle part, and pushed it slowly
forward saying "watch me," and when I put my face down close, I could see
Mr. Benj's wiener slowly going into my brother's little bottom.

"Ahhh! Ssssss!" my brother made a hiss sound. But then he was quiet. Then
he just giggled and yawned while Mr. Benj went in and out and fucked him in
his weak end.

"So fucking little," Mr. Benj whispered. "I'm fucking his hole and he's so
fucking little."

My strong end was hard now, and I started to stroke it.

"Watch me, Billy. Watch me fuck your little brother."

Mr. Benj fucked my little brother Joey from behind. Nice and slow. In and
out. Taking his time so he wouldn't hurt or scare him.

"Sing for me, baby. Sing me a song." He whispered and nibbled my brother's
ear. Asked him to sing while he fucked him in and out.

My little brother giggled and yawned.

"A-B-Ceeeeeeee-Deeeeee, EEEEE EFFF GEEEEEEEE," he sang sleepily, with fuzzy
slurry pill voice.

"That's it baby, sing Daddy the alphabet, Billy."

"AAAYTCH-EYE-JAY-KAYYYYYY..." Joey tapered off. "Elem enno peeeeeee." He
yawned and closed his eyes.

"Such a little boy. Singing his alphabet for Daddy. Singing the alphabet
while Daddy fucks his baby hole. Good boy, Billy. Good boy for Daddy."

I jacked my strong end while I watched Mr. Benj fuck my brother. Joey's
Star Wars pajamas lay twisted on the carpet. His undies were on top of
them. White Fruit of the Looms with a little tan skid mark.

"Now I know my AYYYYY BEEEEE CEEEEEEEE's..." Joey giggled.

"Good boy, Billy. Gonna cum in you baby..."

"Tell me...what you...think of..."

Joey grunted to the thrust of the fucking...

"Tell me...what you...think of... MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" he cried out as
Mr. Benj plunged into him hard.

"NNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGH! OH FUCK!!!!!!!! OH BILLY!!!!!!!!!!!! OH
JESUS!!!!!!!!!!!"

Mr. Benj was jerking and freezing-up and Joey's eyes were wide open he was
so far inside him, and I knew for a fact that Mr. Benj was squirting into
my brother. Putting his sperms all into his Billy boy bottom.

"I gotta cum, Mr. Benj. Please let me cum in him." my voice was almost a
whisper, a cry.

"Good boy, Billy," Mr. Benj said, breathing heavy. He slid out his cock and
it was shiny and had brown on it. Just a little bit of smears and a little
bit off butt sperm. Just a little streak of Joey color, but other than
that, mostly just shiny and globby white from all the cum inside my
brother's bottom.

Mr. Benj moved out of the way and I climbed on top of my brother and I
stuck my smaller cock inside him. I fucked and I fucked and it made me
excited, knowing I was fucking Joey in the gooey hot mess of Mr. Benj's
thick sperms. I felt alive. It smelled like Cheetos.

"Fucking you. Loving you," I whispered to my brother.

"I love you, Wyatt," he whispered to me, exhausted. "I love you, big
brother," he slurred into his pillow.

"That's it Billy," Mr. Benj cheered me on, wiping the sperm and the butt
slime off his cock with my brother's pajamas. "Joey in his jammies was a
big boy for both of us today, wasn't he, sport?"

I couldn't answer. I was too busy fucking.

I fucked and I fucked until the world turned into sparkles. And Joey
giggled and said, "I'm going to sleep again. Haha! Good night now!"

And when he really did fall asleep (he even was snoring now), Mr. Benj
said, "Move over, kiddo. I think I've got another present for him. Never
pass up a sleeping boy's bottom."

And I kissed Mr. Benj with my tongue and my hugs, then slid quietly aside
so he could fuck my brother in the weak end again."

"Sing me the alphabet, Joey. Sing me the alphabet while I sperm in your
bottom."

"Tell me...what you...think of..." that's all my brother could manage to
sing.

But that's okay. Mr. Benj kept fucking him anyway.

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So! That's the only two stories about me and Joey so far, and how we both
got it in the weak end from our neighbor Mr. Benj. So, I guess this is
where we say goodbye for a while.

I'm Wyatt in the Weak End and my brother is Joey in the Jammies, in case
you need to keep us straight and in case anybody needs us. We'll be right
here for safe keeping with my dead Uncle Earl.

Haha! Just kidding. He's not in the stories.

But there's some more Uncle Earls below if you want to learn more about
your ABC's.

"Sing me the alphabet, Joey. Sing me the alphabet while I sperm in your
bottom."

"Tell me...what you...think of..."

Well. You know. You think about it all the time.

And so do I.

And now so does Joey.

Mr. Benj sure must have liked fucking his little boy Billy. Because now
he's got two of us to pretend he's our Daddy.

Three of us, really, if you count Joey's best friend Alex.

But that's a story for a different day.

I'll tell you about Alex when we all get to pee.

I mean, when we all get to "P."

HA! Alex is a special letter all by himself!

See you later in the alphabet, everybody!

Love, Wyatt in the Weak End.

Love, Joey in the Jammies.

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Coming soon with Alex's assitance:
"Pleasure in the Pee-Pee."
The boys aim to please.

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The other ABC Boys by Zachyboy include:

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/andy-in-the-attic
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/barrett-in-the-bathtub
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/casey-in-the-clubhouse
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/daddy-in-the-doorway
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/facedown-in-the-freight-train
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/tickle-me-too (Gary in the Guest House)
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/kelly-in-the-kayak
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/liquid-in-the-lenses
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/murphy-in-the-middle
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/raven-in-the-rainstorm
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/treyden-in-the-treehouse https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/wyatt-in-the-weak-end

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Dedicated to Alex F., and the F is for fantastic. Read his red-hot debut here:
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/toots-boots-and-shoots

Thanks for the dedication, Alex. Right back atcha, sunshine.

Love, Zach

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