Date: Thu, 4 Jan 2007 21:59:49 -0500
From: Isaac Ryan <ryisaac@gmail.com>
Subject: Kid Brother's Slumber Party II

This is my second story on Nifty. I honestly didn't think that I'd be
writing another one after the "Kid Brother's Slumber Party" story that I
wrote in October. If you read that one, you'd see that I'm 22, straight,
have a girlfriend and am quite happy with that.

When I was 19, I sorta got propositioned by my kid brother's friend, Adam.
Not propositioned, really, but coerced into getting blown by the poor kid.
You can't really blame me, he was a horny little 5th grader and I was just
doing what I was told.

Anyway, I wrote the story to appease my gay friend who said he'd do my taxes
for free. I actually got more than I expected back this year, so it was
definitely worth it.

One of the side effects of writing the story, however, was that it stirred
up a lot of thoughts about how fucking hot that night was. So this
Christmas, when another opportunity presented itself, I thought, "what the
hell, i'll just go with it." That's the story you're about to read which is
100% true. And, since I got a bunch of emails from Nifty readers, and still
continue to receive them, I figure I might as well type it up so people
don't keep asking.

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This Christmas, instead of going home to NJ where my family is from, my
girlfriend asked me to visit her family. I'm Christian, but her family is
pretty Catholic, meaning that they make a big deal about the tradition and
the attire and the food and going to church and everything. I have nothing
against the tradition, but I'm used to a more laid-back holiday.

We arrived at her family's house and rushed off to church. I put on my tie
in the car while her dad asked me questions about how I'm enjoying school
and if I think the Jets had a shot this year. She sat patiently next to me
and held my hand.

After mass, which had the same sermon I've heard a million times before, we
drove straight to the banquet hall that her father rented for the meal.
Instead of it just being the five of us (her parents, sister and us), they
had a sort of family reunion going on.

I walked in to see about fifty people milling about, all who somehow knew
me. They're a gossipy family, like my own, and I tried to live up to my
girl's modest description of me.

Sitting down for Christmas dinner, we all said grace and then started in on
the meal. I grabbed a beer when everyone else toasted with white wine, and I
tried to remember to keep my elbows off the table. For the next
hour-and-a-half, I watched her family get slowly smashed on wine and egg
nog. It was quite amusing to see her regularly stern mother slurring her
speech and spilling her drinks. My girlfriend, however, was quite
embarrassed.

Gazing around the room at her drunk family, I spied two of her cousins who
were enjoying their wine too. The older of the two, who I later learned was
Eric, was sneaking his younger brother (Tommy) an extra glass and the two of
them were delighting the family by singing Christmas Carols with the wrong
lyrics and laughing ("Jingle Bells, Uncle Matt smells..."). Eric was about
16 or 17 years old and Tommy was about Adam's age, from the previous story.
I'm guessing, again, since I don't know ages too well, that he was 10. Eric
is about 5'6 with brown eyes and brown hair, sorta cut like an emo singer.
His younger brother was the exact opposite: blond curly hair and blue eyes
and looked like those cherubs on the stained-glass windows I saw earlier in
the night...except both of them were in-shape and obviously into sports.

I had to laugh as I remembered being in the same situation when I was his
age and used to raid the wine or beer myself. My parents relaxed the
drinking law for Christmas and Easter only and, as I did, these boys were
getting their year's quota for the night.

Eventually, the two of them wended their way over to our table and starting
singing to my girlfriend, who turned bright red and covered her face. Tommy,
stole a glance to me and whispered to his brother, who nudged him in the
shoulder.

"What's going on?" I asked innocently.

Tommy looked back to his brother and then leaned in to my ear, level with
his head (as I was sitting).

"Are you and my cousin dating?"

"Yep." I said.

He giggled and looked at his brother again, who smiled back. His brother, I
noticed, was staring at my face quite intently.

Tommy leaned in again, and this time, he crouched over me when he whispered,
resting his hand on my inner thigh, grazing my cock. Innocent enough, I
thought. 10-year-olds hardly know what to do with their own...much less how
to use another guy's.

"Do you and her have sex?" he laughed.

My girlfriend didn't hear, but she could tell by my surprised reaction that
Tommy had said something out-of-line.

"Okay, enough questions, you two," she said. And notioned them away.

Reluctantly, Eric broke his stare to my face and the two of them danced over
to the next table.

After a few more beers, I all but forgot about the incident. My girlfriend
warned me that her father was going to take her on a mission to chat up the
entire family one-by-one, as was her tradition each year, and I used the
excuse of needing to piss and excused myself.

On my way to the bathroom, I saw out of the corner of my eye, Tommy poked
Eric and forked a finger in my direction. Eric looked at me briefly and then
darted his gaze away quickly.

I got to the hallway and asked the front desk where the bathrooms were. He
said that the one for the banquet hall was right around the corner, but
recommended that I use the one downstairs. Apparently, someone had a little
too much to drink in another family dinner and "repainted" the one on that
floor.

I went down the stairs and the smell of chlorine filled my nose. I realized
that downstairs of the banquet hall was an indoor pool that was open through
the winter. Wishing I thought to bring my suit, I passed the pool and found
the men's room. Inside, I threw my tie over my shoulder, unzipped and
started to pee at the urinal.

When I was finishing up, I heard the door open and heard a flurry of
footsteps behind me. Worried it was a relative, not shy about long
conversations in bathrooms (which bug me), I pretended to intently study the
ad above the urinal while finishing up quickly.

The footsteps stopped behind me right as I was finishing. I shook the last
drips dry and started zipping up.

"You jerking off?"

Whirring my head around, I saw Eric smiling. Tommy was looking up to his
brother.

"No, Eric, just finishing up."

"It looked like you were masturbating."

"I wasn't."

"It looked like you were," Tommy added.

I turned to walk to the sink and started washing my hands.

"We going to tell everyone, Eric?" Tommy asked.

"What do you think, Isaac, should we?" Eric posed to me.

I looked up into the mirror and saw the two of them smiling. Drying my
hands, I turned to face the boys.

"Do whatever."

I threw the paper towel away and started for the door. Eric moved to block
me. Tommy circled behind. Everything was so clockwork, so fast, I couldn't
believe it was unplanned.

"What if we didn't tell them you were jerking off, then? What if we told
them you tried to grab Tommy's pee-pee?"

"WHAT?" was all I could say. I felt a hand behind me reach up the side of my
leg and knew it was Tommy's.

"I could cry," he said from behind me. "Telling them that you wouldn't let
me go."

Eric smiled and i turned around to see Tommy.

"What are you talking about?"

Eric breathed close to the back of my neck as he spoke slowly and
deliberately. "Just do as we say, and we won't say anything."

He slowly grabbed my arms as they hung at my side and slid my wrists behind
me so they were gently pinned behind my ass. I could feel the warmth of his
body inches from my arms as the sleeves on my shirt were rolled up.

Tommy took a step forward and placed his hand on the front of my slacks,
feeling for my cock.

"Ooh, Eric. I told you it was big," he said. As he cupped my balls with one
hand, he massaged my cock to facing upward in the other one.

"Guys, this really isn't funny. Stop it," I said sternly.

Eric took a step forward and pressed his body to mine. My hands pressed
against his waist and the front of his jeans and I could feel he was hard as
a rock. It was the first time I felt a cock since Adam, two years ago. And
something inside of me jumped.

"Pull it out, Tommy."

Tommy nodded as he slipped his fingers into the slit on the front and slowly
pulled my fly down. He turned his wrist to get it inside my slacks and felt
for the flyhole. Finding it, he parted it deftly and reached in for my
semi-hard cock. His fingers were cold and nimble and soon they tugged my
meat free of my waist and had it hanging out in front of his face. Eric
peered around my shoulder, still pressed up tight to me, to eyeball my dick.

"What do you think?" Tommy said to Eric.

"Damn." was all he said. He pressed himself harder to me and grinded his
hips into my hands. They flopped helplessly until a thumb caught it's rigid
end and flipped to fully caress his jeans with my palm. He grunted a little
as he dry humped my hands and Tommy turned my cock over in his hands to
study it.

"I want to taste it," he said.

"Swallow it, little bro," his brother replied, grunting in my ear.

Tommy held the base of my cock with his little hand and placed his lips on
the edge, circling my head with his tongue.

"Take it all," Eric whispered.

Tommy placed his mouth around my cock and buried it deeper in his mouth than
I thought was possible. Slowly he sucked back and forth on the front half of
my member, engourging it fully with blood and making it hard for him to suck
at that angle.

Eric, thrust his hips back and I could hear him undoing his belt and jeans,
and sliding his pants down. I felt him grab ahold of my hand behind my back
and slip his cock into it. He bucked his hips so his cock slipped back and
forth in my hand, effectively stroking him off. I felt him lean forward and
spit into my hand, lubricating it as it stroked him and I instinctively
squeezed it to give him more sensation.

Incredulous, I continued to watch the 10-year-old suck me off like a
champion. It brought back memories of the dark night when my kid brother's
friend took advantage of me (and I of him) and I started to enjoy the
awkward situation, forming a plan in my own mind.

Eric started bucking harder, but my years of experience taught me to control
my climax. His breathing quickened and I could feel him getting close. I
lunged to the side and Eric nearly rammed his cock into his brother's
forehead.

Both looked at me, startled, and I calmly said, "Tommy, finish your brother
off."

Tommy looked at his brother's cock, walked forward, and continued the same
amazing blowjob on his brother that he'd just started on me.
Eric's cock was easily half the size of my own, coming to about 4 1/2"
inches and half the width, too. His balls were covered with peach fuzz and
he had a sparse patch of brown hair above it. His legs and waist were
completely absent of hair. Eric, obviously a veteran to his brother's
blowjobs, leaned back against the door and stared at my cock and face as he
pumped his 16yo dick into his younger brother's mouth. Tommy leaned forward
and placed his hands on his brother's hips to guide his brother's thrusting.

I took advantage of the opportunity and walked around behind Tommy (his
brother's constant gaze on my cock) and reached around to undo Tommy's
pants. Tommy moaned as his jeans slid down and I felt a small tent in his
silk boxers. (Did I have silk boxers at this age, I wondered?).

Corking my thumbs in the sides of his boxers I slid them down to his ankles.
His cock sprang free and I heard it slap his tummy. Taking a second to enjoy
the scenery, I watched his ass flex as he took his brother's cock in his
mouth. His brother lifted his shirt (he was getting close again) and widened
his knees, effectively allowing his jeans to slide to the floor. I lifted
Tommy's shirt to reveal his slender taut back and lay my cock over his ass
crack and on his back. Gently grabbing his hips, i slid my cock back and
forth over the top of his ass like a cuestick sliding on a bridge.

Eric watched me guide my cock over his brother's ass as glint of jealousy
crossed his face. It faded quickly as he was about to blow.

"Swallow it this time, Tommy."

Tommy looked up at his brother and tried to nod while is brother facefucked
him. Tears were welling in his eyes, and his ass and the muscles in his back
flexed and unflexed with each blow.

I reached around Tommy's hips and felt his hairless, hard member. Giving it
a squeeze with one hand, I stroked his small warm sack with the other. He
pressed his ass backward against my cock, pinning it between me and him as
his brother started to moan.

"Here it comes, Tommy, you ready?"

"Mmhm..." Tommy tried to reply.

"Swallow it all so it doesn't get on your clothes," Eric whispered.

Eric grabbed his brother's head and gave a few quick thrusts. His head
whipped back and he moaned. Tommy stood still as a statue and accepted his
brother's cum. I could almost hear it splashing against the back of the
10-year-old's throat as he greedily swallowed it down. After about fifteen
seconds, Eric again collapsed against the wall, and his semi-flaccid cock
slipped out his brother's mouth.

Tommy stood up and backed against me. His back was warm as he reached up and
grabbed for my neck. I leaned down and over his shoulder, lifted his shirt
and could finally, briefly see his chest, tummy and cock, before he pressed
his lips to mine and stuck his tongue in my mouth.

Instinctively I kissed him back and wrapped my hands around his front. It
was an awkward pose that felt unnaturally natural--like a Rodin
sculpture--and I gently massaged his chest, arms and stomach.

Tommy, like some kids, had a natural six-pack. His body was perfectly shapen
and I ached to finish the blowjob he started before. Eric regained his
composure, and waddled up to join in the kiss. His tongue meshed with mine
against his brother's face as he reached for my cock. I felt him gasp as he
grabbed it i both hands and started gently stroking it. His brother broke
free of the kiss and stripped off his shirt. Turning around, he grabbed me
by the tie, which had fallen off my shoulder, and prodded me down to my
knees in front of him.

"He wants you to suck it," Eric said.

The only other time I had a cock in my mouth was when Adam had worked it
inside me while I lay "sleeping". He couldn't yet cum, and I really didn't
do anything, so this would be the first time I actually "gave" a blowjob. I
didn't know if I was up for it, but his pleading eyes and his brother's hand
on my hair, showed me I didn't have much of a choice.

I opened my lips in time for Tommy to shove his cock in and Eric to yank my
head over it. At the same time that Tommy was pumping his hips to my face,
Eric was thrusting my face onto his brother's cock. I placed my hands on his
hips and tried to lead the blowing. When Eric was sure I wouldn't further
resist, he let go of my head.  I breathed in deep and could smell the young
boy. He smelled different than any girl I'd ever been with. His scent was
sweeter, but not perfumed. There was a slight smell of urine and sweat, but
no musk. It was a strange odor and at the time, it merely intoxicated me.
One of my hands found his ass and I pushed him harder inside me (buried to
the root, he didn't touch the back of my throat). The other hand found his
balls and cupped and fondled them as I sucked him hard.

Eric in the meantime had sank to the floor and wrapped his hands around my
cock. Laying on the bathroom floor, he manuvered himself to start sucking me
off. It became obvious to me, that of the two brother-cocksuckers in the
room, the younger was curiously better. My guess is that Tommy was more of
the giver of the two and that Eric, with his teenage hormones, had taken
advantage of his brother more often than he offered his mouth. This isn't to
say that Eric was bad (quite the contrary, as I've been sucked off by women
who gnawed at my cock like they were peeling a carrot), but after his
brother's small, but amazing mouth, anything would seem bad.

Tommy started bucking faster and I returned my glance from my own cock and
Eric's lashing tongue and lips, to Tommy's dick before me. He'd acquired a
sweaty sheen on his hips and tummy and his belly button flew at my face
faster and faster as he moaned.

Eric released my cock quickly and whispered up to his brother. "That's it,
Tommy, give him your juice."

Wait, I thought. Tommy can cum? Adam couldn't. This sat uneasy for me as I'd
never tasted cum before (not even my own) and I didn't think I was ready
for--

Before I could finish the thought, Tommy yelped and slammed his cock into my
mouth hard, and stayed there. A jet of cum coated the back of my throat. I
tried to back up, but he wouldn't have it. A second jet painted the roof of
my mouth. I pushed hard and freed it a little, until the third, fourth and
fifth landed on my tongue and lips.

No further protesting from me. I could spit if I needed to and the boy
wasn't putting up a fight anymore. I let it lay in my mouth until his cock
dripped the last bits of cum and softened to 2 inches. Slowly it slipped
from my lips and lay red in front of me.

Working my tongue around my mouth, I realized that Tommy's cum didn't taste
bad. In fact, had I known differently, I would think there was a watery
honey in my mouth. Taking a chance, I swallowed, and realized there was
nothing to it. Except for the fact that I just drank a 10-year-old's semen,
I guess there was nothing wrong with the picture.

I rose to my feet slowly and stared at Tommy's shining body. His cherubic
face gleamed as he pushed his curly locks behind his ears and smiled.

Eric rose too and regained his stroking of my cock, which was still fully
erect.

"That's not fair," Eric said. "You're the only one that hasn't cum yet."

Eric, again smiled intently into my eyes and removed his shirt. He turned
around facing the sinks and placed a hand on both, bending over so his ass
was inches from my hard cock.

Tommy looked at Eric's ass and then at my cock.

"You're going to let him fuck you?" Tommy asked.

"Quiet, Tommy." Eric replied.

"But I thought we don't--"

"Just this once," Eric said. "I want to feel what it's like."

The little exchange forced me to realize that the brothers only blew each
other, but never fucked. I'd never fucked a guy before, let alone a
16-year-old. I didn't think I was ready, but I needed to cum.

"Get it wet," Tommy said. And he walked up to me, spit in his hand, and
smeared it on my cock. I looked at Tommy and Eric looked at the two of us in
the mirrors above the sinks.

"Now, slowly place the tip inside." Tommy said. This 5th grader was telling
me how to fuck his brother's virgin ass. Granted, I didn't need instructions
on how to fuck someone, but I was sort of enjoying this kid's demands. Tommy
placed a hand on my ass and gently pushed me forward. With his other hand,
he gripped my cock and placed the tip against his brother's pink puckering
hole.

"Eric, tell him if it hurts, okay?"

I pushed the tip slowly in and heard Eric hiss a little. He looked at Tommy,
and Tommy at him. Tommy said, "Keep going, slowly."

I pushed more in and his brother closed his eyes. More, and I felt his ass
close around me. After a second, it loosened and I looked at Tommy.

"Keep going." The little blond boy said. "Keep pushing your cock into Eric's
ass."

I pushed it further and about half my cock was in him now. Eric, who was
more relaxed, started gently swaying backward and forward. No more of my
cock went in, but I think he was starting to enjoy the feeling.

"Eric, he's got a lot more to go." Tommy said. Tommy's hand on my ass pushed
a little and Eric, who was bucking on the front half of my dick, pushed
backward a little.

Slowly, little by little, all 9 inches of my member buried themselves in
Eric's ass. His arm muscles were taught and his fingers white as he gripped
the sinks. His shoulder blades were arched and I felt the warmth of his ass
against my thighs, his balls nearly touching mine.

"Now fuck him," Tommy whispered to me. "Fuck my brother, Isaac. Fuck him
hard."

I grabbed ahold of Eric's hips and started to control the bucking. Looking
into the mirror, I watched myself thrust my cock into my girlfriend's
younger cousin's ass as his brother stroked my balls and his brother's
hardening cock. Tommy knelt in front of his brother so that I couldn't see
him, and I could hear his eager mouth slurping on Eric's cock. I felt his
hands caressing my balls and as I slammed into Eric, felt Eric's balls were
being fondled too.

I kept bucking faster and faster as momentum built up and I surpassed where
I was when Tommy and Eric sucked me off before. I tried to control my
breathing and pace, but I was a machine now. My eyes were locked on the red
face of Eric as his brown hair flipped and his eyes clenched closed. The
tiny hand on my balls sent shivvers up my spine as I continued fucking Eric
hard.

Unknown to me, Eric had just passed me. He moaned sexually and stopped
assisting in my bucking as he pumped a second load of cum into his brother's
mouth. I heard Tommy cough and he reappeared from under Eric's bent over
body to spit up cum that had hit his throat too quickly. A final jet spurted
from Eric's cock and landed in Tommy's tight, blond curls.

After Eric's orgasm subsided, he returned in bucking backwards, pressing my
cock further into him. It wasn't enough that it was buried to the root. This
kid wanted it further inside. I was worried it would go right thru him, he
pressed so hard.

Tommy, wiping the cum from his face, stood up and sat on the sink next to
his brother. He'd just cummed minutes before, but he was hard again. He
grabbed at Eric's chin and Eric finally opened his tear-filled eyes and
smiled. Looking down, he found Tommy's hard cock, and slid over to the sink
where his brother sat.

Eric leaned down and took his brother's cock in his mouth. Finally, he was
returning the favor of the two blowjobs Tommy hand given him moments before.

I couldn't believe the two's resilience. They'd both cum once already, Eric
twice, and they still were ready for more action. I doubted I'd be able to
go a second round after having the two of them blow me, and the tight,
euphoric hole I was drilling my cock into now.

Tommy stroked his brother's back as he watched my cock sink into his
brother's ass. Eric released the sink and wrapped his arms around his
brother's waist as he swallowed the 10-year-old's cock.

The mere site of this brought me to the edge. My breathing was fast and I
started to whimper. My knees were going numb so I redoubled my grip on
Eric's hips. I was seconds away from going and Tommy could tell. He pulled
his brother's mouth off his cock and pushed Eric's head down across his
thigh. Taking his cock into his hand, Tommy stroked it and aimed it over his
brother's neck and shoulder.

I couldn't hold off any longer. Faster than I probably should have, I yanked
all 9 inches of my cock from Eric's red ass and stroked it over his back.

Simultaneously Tommy and I came. A great surge exploded from my cock and
drew a stripe up Eric's ass and back, the top of which landed on his cheek
and hair. Tommy's first spurt crossed mine and ran up his brother's neck to
rest on his shoulder blades. Both our cocks pulsed out cum, mine producing
seeming buckets-full, splashing on Eric's red face, back and ass. After
about 7-8 streams from mine, my cock twitched on Eric's ass and dribbled out
the last of the cum. Tommy smeared his cock against Eric's face mixing our
cums and completely soaking Eric's cheek. Eric's tongue darted out of his
bright red lips and lapped our collective cum from Tommy's dick, swallowing
eagerly.

I almost collapsed forward onto Eric's back, but didn't want to get cum on
my shirt and tie (if I didn't already). Tommy did lean forward and lay his
head on his brother's back, licking at the rest of my cum, trying to get his
brother dry. Boy, I thought, he has his work cut out for him.

I backed up slowly and tried to steady myself. Eventually, I pulled up my
pants and straightened my shirt and tie. The brothers continued to like
themselves as I watched in the mirror.

"Merry Christmas, guys." I whispered. They both smiled. And slowly started
to untangle from each other.

I stole one last glance at their spent, beautiful bodies, and walked out of
the bathroom.

My girlfriend didn't seem to notice I was gone for the greater part of an
hour. She was still making her rounds when a couple proposed a toast to her
parents for booking the banquet hall and supplying most of the food. I
noticed the father's curly blond hair and the mother's straight brown hair
and didn't think much of it until she said "Our kids, unfortunately, seem to
be running around somewhere, but Tommy and Eric would also like to thank you
for the meal and all you've done for dinner this year."

Tommy and Eric's father, by her side, added "I hope we can cater this event
next year and hope all of you will join us."

My girlfriend whispered to me, "You don't have to do this again, if you
don't want. We can see your family next year."

"No," I replied. "This was fun. We'll see my family over Easter."

The brothers, I noticed, slipped into the room and their folks scolded them
for missing the toast. I overheard their mom say, "Did the two of you have
an eggnog fight? What is all this in both your hairs?"

The brother's smiled at each other, stole a glance to me and said, "Yes,
mom."

"Well, I hope it was worth it, you two, because you totally ruined your
clothes," she said, sarcastically.

It was, I thought. And smiled.