Date: Mon, 22 Dec 2003 17:32:07 -0800 (PST)
From: Bart Hanks <bart384@yahoo.com>
Subject: Luke Girardi's Bone (Part 2)

(Part 2)

(Author's note - this is a work of fiction based on
the younger brother in CBS' "Joan of Arcadia.").

Luke was able to get dressed before the fire drill
ended, although his clothes looked disheveled and his
bone was still trying to poke out the front right side
of his pants.  He was so horned, so anxious to shoot.
As the buzzer sounded signaling the return to classes,
he hurried into the hall, keeping an eye out for the
three guys who had grabbed him.  His butt was sore
from the slide across the stall.

He blended in with the rest of the crowd, since
different groups had used different exits .  No one
would suspect anything.  As he moved along with his
head lowered, he almost collided with Adam Rove.

"Uhh, Luke" Adam mumbled.  Luke wasn't sure whether
Adam was really a stoner or if he was just so much in
his own world that reality couldn't find a way into
it.

But Luke got the surprise of his life when Adam
suddenly reached down and grabbed him between the
legs.  Luke let out a squawk as Adam expertly fingered
his bone, and his bone responded gloriously.

"Watch it there, Luke.  You don't want that thing to
run away.  You'll need it later in life."

That was probably the most words Adam had ever said to
anybody.  Luke looked up and saw a smile behind Adam's
impassive gaze. They were standing at one side of the
busy hall, with students streaming past on their way
to class.

"Why did you do that, Adam?"

Adam put his hand on Luke's shoulder.  "Sometimes you
see something that's just hard to resist."  He paused
a moment and added under his breath, "At least that's
what Mr. Price says to me."  Aloud he added, looking
again at Luke's fierce bulge, "I thought it needed a
little attention."

Luke became flustered, and shifted from one foot to
the other.  "Why is everybody so fascinated with my
dick all of a sudden?"

"Well not many guys walk around school every day with
their dick so hard it's trying to poke out of their
pants."

"I don't do that...well at least not every day."

"It sure seems like it.  You ought to be more careful.
 People notice stuff like that."

"Well I've never noticed anybody else like that."

Adam smiled a slow smile.  "Exactly.  Nobody else is
walking around like that.  Only you."

The crowd was thinning out.  A warning bell rang.
Luke turned away.

"I gotta go.  I don't want to be late."

He hurried off.  Adam stayed there a moment, looking
after him and slowly shaking his head.  Under his
breath he mumbled, "I'll be glad to help you out with
that anytime." Then he too went down the hall.

Luke slid into a seat by Ben in English.  He was glad
to see that his books that Ben brought were on the
desk for him.

"What happened to you, Luke?  Did you fall down a
flight of stairs or something?"

"Something like that."

"Well, your problem doesn't seem to have gone down.  I
thought you went to take care of it."

"I wish everybody wasn't so fascinated with my dick."

Ben looked surprised.  "Everybody?  Who else is
fascinated with it?"

"Never mind."

"I'm your friend, Luke.  Certainly you can tell me,
man."  He grinned a happy, evil grin.  "Come on, what
are friends for?  You can trust me."

Luke squirmed uncomfortably.  That made his bone get
even harder.  He thought if he didn't get some relief
soon, he would bust.  The teacher started class.  That
saved him from having to say anything more to Ben.
But he figured Ben would bring the topic up later.

He got through the day somehow, although all he could
think of was how great it would be to get home and
jerk off.  His dick stayed hard and his butt was sore,
but he made it through until 3 PM.  One time while
changing classes he thought he saw the three guys who
had gotten him, standing at the end of a hall, but in
the sea of faces he couldn't be sure.

The one thing that kept him going was that he knew
when he got home he could finally get some relief.
Kevin had a doctor's appointment, and he would have
the house to himself.  Finally some privacy so he
could go in the bathroom and do what he did best.

He dashed up the front steps, unlocked the front door,
and called in "Is anybody home?"  He was greeted with
silence.  He glanced down the hall toward the kitchen,
then hurried to the right where a small study room led
to the door to his room.

He started pulling off his clothes as fast as he
could.  He slammed his door and dashed naked and
totally boned into the bathroom, where he sat down on
the toilet seat and started working his dick without
lube or anything.  Normally he got some Vaseline, even
though it was sticky and hard to get off afterwards,
but this time he started in right away.

The feeling was glorious.  It had never felt this good
before.  As he was getting closer to cuming, a voice
said, "How's it coming, bro?"

Luke looked up in shock.  Kevin was in the doorway in
his wheelchair.  Luke was so flustered he didn't know
how to react.

"Can I give you a hand with that?" Kevin grinned.  He
wheeled over right beside Luke.  Luke shifted
uncomfortably.

"I didn't hear you come in."

"I wanted it that way.  I wanted to see how my
experiment was doing."

"What experiment?"

"Well, the doctor's been giving me something to help
stimulate some of my nerve endings, trying to bring
feeling back.  I knew the pills gave me a tingle, and
I wanted to see how it would affect you."

"What?" Luke shrilled, "you gave me some drug?  When?"

"This morning in your cereal.  I crushed one pill and
scattered it in the bowl when you were over at the
sink getting orange juice."

"And it's a sex pill?  Like Viagra?"

"Not exactly.  It does a lot of different things.  But
it sure gave your dick a charge.  I've never seen it
that hard before."

"Never seen it...?  What do you mean?  You've been
watching me when I do this?"  Luke flushed even
redder.

"Take it easy, Luke.  I'm your big bro, I just want to
see how you're coming along."

"You gave me a pill that caused all this? You've got
no idea how terrible my day has gone.  You don't know
the awful things that have happened because of it."

With his dick raging hard, he told Kevin about the
guys and his bone.  Kevin grinned a wicked grin.

"Sounds like quite a time.  Wish I could have seen it.
 I'd say now you've become a man, Luke."  Reaching
over, he began slowly working Luke's bone.

"What are you doing, Kev?"

"I think it's called giving you a hand job.  Doesn't
it feel a lot better than doing it yourself?"

"Yes...I mean no.  I mean I don't know."  But after a
moment, Luke subsided, realizing Kevin did have a
point after all.

Kevin shifted in the wheelchair and pulled himself a
little more erect.  "Stand up, Luke, that'll make it
easier."

"But I can't shoot off standing up" he complained.

"How do you know you can't?"

Luke flushed.  "Because I've tried it that way, that's
why."

"You're about to find out different.  Now just stand
up so I can really get to work on that thing."

Luke was too confused by all of this to try to argue.
And he figured anything that would bring relief would
be worth it.  Buck naked and totally boned, he stood
up beside Kevin's wheelchair.  Kevin took his dick in
one hand, and with the other he slipped it between
Luke's legs.  Luke jerked slightly at the touch.

Kevin spit on his fingers and began a slow working of
Luke's dick.

"See, Luke, how different it feels to have someone
else doing it?  When you do it yourself you know what
your strokes are like, but when it's someone else
doing it, you never know what to expect, and every
movement is a surprise."

Luke realized this was true. Also, he felt the other
hand between his legs push against his balls,
separating them so that Kev could push against the
outside area beside the prostate.  He felt a sudden
urge as if he was riding Kevin's hand.  It was the
best feeling he had ever had.

"I'm getting ready to shoot" Luke said, almost in
amazement.

With that, Kevin kept his other hand still pressing
against the balls, but also inserted his thumb into
Luke's ass crack.  Luke rose up on his toes, Kevin's
other hand continued to bring his dick to orgasm, and
at the moment Luke started shooting off, Kev's thumb
went up into Luke's ass hole.  Luke cried out,
spasmed, shook violently, and fired off five huge jets
of cum out across the floor.

When it all subsided, Kevin said, "Take some toilet
paper and clean off your dick and mop up that stuff so
we can make sure there's no evidence when mom or dad
get home.  And now I have something you can do for
me."

Luke went to work eagerly, his bone still pretty much
at full length, and as he cleaned up he asked, "What
did you want from me, Kev?"

Kevin looked embarrassed, and quickly began looking at
his hands.

"Some feeling's beginning to come back 'downstairs'
and I want to make sure everything's OK.  Think you
could give me a blow job?"

"What?" Luke asked in shock, suddenly standing up from
where he had been cleaning his spunk off the floor.
As he did so, his dick, still long and hard, bounced.
Kevin grinned at the sight.

"Well you said you did it to a guy this morning."

"But that was different.  I had to."

"Well, couldn't you do it for me?  And I'm sure you
could use the practice."

"The practice?" Like practically squawked.  He looked
indignant, shocked, flustered...and a little
ridiculous with his bone bouncing in time to his
movements.

Kevin reached forward and touched it.  His touch was
warm and reassuring.  Luke gasp a heavy, horny gasp.
Kevin's fingers kept reassuring him.

"Come on, Luke, do it for me.  And when you're done,
I'll give you one as well."  He was still massaging
Luke's bone.

"I don't know if that would do me much good since I
already shot a bigger load than I ever have before."

"Oh you'll be ready for it.  Until that pill wears
off, you'll be flying high in the bone area."

'Until it wears off?  How long does it last?"

"Don't worry, it'll all be ought of your system by
tomorrow morning."

"That'll be a relief."  Luke sighed and looked down at
himself.  His bone still pointed way out in front,
like a directional arrow.

"OK then, let's go to my room.  It'll be easier on the
bed."

Once there, Luke waited while Kevin shifted himself
onto the bed.  Kevin never wanted help with anything,
so Luke let him pull his pants and shorts down and lie
back.  At that point Luke asked, "Tell me again, why
are we doing this?"

Kevin's eyes were solemn.  "You know I'm not able to
move my legs and hips.  But I've begun to get a lot of
feeling down in my rocket launcher.  So when I start
dating again I'd have to convince a girl to give me
some oral sex, at least until my legs come back.  I
need to be ready for that.  Until I know I can respond
to a good mouth job, I don't want to try to go for it.
 Like what if I talked her into oral sex and my rocket
launcher couldn't fire?"

"Oh, I guess I see."

"And you're such a perfectionist that you want to be
able to do that stuff the best way possible, don't
you?"

"Yes.  I mean no.  I mean I never did that until
today."

"Luke, with that dick of yours you're gonna meet a lot
of people who are going to be VERY interested in you.
You want to be ready for that."

Luke wasn't sure what he meant.  But at that point,
Kevin pulled Luke's face down.  Luke opened his lips
and took Kevin's "rocket launcher" in his mouth.  He
was surprised at how quickly it got hard.  It had so
much strength it was like it had its own set of
muscles...and had been working out regularly.

Kevin coached him on.  "Way to go, Luke...  More
tongue... Push harder...  Make that tongue work...
That's it... Ahh...  Good..." and then finally a hasty
" Pick up speed quick."

It wasn't long before Kevin's bone was throbbing in
Luke's mouth, and finally with a loud cry Kevin shot,
his rocket launcher driving hot spurts of cum to the
back of Luke's  mouth.  Luke was amazed at the heat
from the bone itself.  He looked up at Kev's face,
which went through all the emotions of total orgasm,
the writhing, squinting, eyes going out of focus,
teeth clenched for maximum effect, and finally gasping
from the experience.  Luke kind of liked having
witnessed that.  And he liked having that kind of
control over his brother.  He was proud of himself.

They both rested for a few moments.  Luke looked
forward to his dick getting some attention from Kev's
mouth.  The brothers grinned.

"That was something" Kevin said.  "Thanks, little
brother."

"Any time" Luke said, and then wondered what he might
be getting himself into.

Kevin turned serious.  "Luke, those three football
players you told me about.  Did they follow you from
class?"

"I don't know.  I was so anxious to take care of my
raging bone, I wasn't  noticing.  But I don't think
so.  I think there were back there anyway."

"That's what worries me.  If they were hanging out in
an unused area, then they were up to something.
Something they shouldn't have been up to.  And if they
think you saw what it was, or know something, they are
liable to come looking you up.  In some sense they
might be out to get you."

"Wow" Kevin said.  "I hadn't thought of that."

"Be careful tomorrow at school."

There was a sound from the front door, and a voice
called out, "Anybody else home?"

It was Joan.  That meant their mom would be home soon
as well.

"We'll have to save your blow job until later" Kevin
said.

"Heck."  Luke was disappointed.

"It'll give you something to look forward to."

"Yep."  But to himself he added, "I'm afraid that's
not all I have to look forward to."

At the time he didn't know how true that was.

(End of Part Two)
(Comments welcomed.  Bart384@yahoo.com )