Date: Wed, 2 Jan 2008 11:18:43 +0000
From: G Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: REECE AND DEWEY - 2

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages.  Also note that my
characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.  The
author recommends 'safe' sex in real life. You must be above the Age of
Consent in your particular area of the planet to read this sort of stuff
and you should NEVER allow minors access but you knew that anyway.

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Another point: I like to write on behalf of the boys but you must realise
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This one came to me after watching some old Malcolm in the Middles. I read
my old original and then realised it cried out for a Part 2.

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REECE AND DEWEY


Part Two


by


G. Cutter


'Jesus. How long have you been here?' Reece flung himself away from Dewey,
Dewey lay there in all his well fucked glory relishing the look of horror
on Reece's face and the look of smug satisfaction on Malcolm's.

Long enough bro,' Malcolm laughed. 'Don't worry, I've seen you naked
before.'  He laughed again. He had indeed seen both Reece and Dewey in the
raw before but never fucking each other. He'd had some suspicions of Dewey
with his little friends huddling in corners together but never in a
thousand years had he ever thought of his dim and sometimes quite manic
brother Reece, of being anything other than completely non sexual. From
what he'd observed he'd just seen Reece's well hidden side, the tender and
caring side. The important thing his keen mind had grasped immediately was
that his two brothers has enjoyed what they had done, it wasn't just a
frenzied and hormone induced coupling, there had been some real lover
there. Amazing, especially bearing in mind the age gap between the two,
Dewey's tender years and Reece's normally homicidal attitude.

'Whatcha going to do, Malcolm?' Dewey's voice shook and he wiped away a
tear, the poor tyke was a bundle of nerves and Malcolm felt something
inside blossom and swell and it wasn't his penis... that had blossomed
already. This was in his mind. His two brothers were at his mercy, the
smooth kid on the bed and the teenager glaring at him in anger were both
his. Dewey's twitching three incher and Reece's now flaccid manlike six
were his and that wasn't even considering a small boy bottom and Reece's
well muscled teenage butt. His and only his for the taking.

'Dunno,' Malcolm flopped onto Dewey's bed which was part and parcel of the
three beds that were basically moulded into one.

'You could blackmail us,' Reece sneered reverting to his normal self now
he's been caught in the act.

'I never thought about that,' Malcolm said trying not to sound
sarcastic. He knew he had them both by the balls but how to get what he
wanted without creating bad feeling. He picked the weakest link and the one
that would be happiest with his opening. 'I get to make love to my little
brother first,' he smiled down at the tearful cherub on the bed and Dewey
smirked back. His little mind whirred, two bigger brothers in one
afternoon, he could put them on some sort of a roster for doing him at
nights. God, his pals would be green with envy. Little Chuck Norton down
the street was always sticking up for Reece and saying what a hero he
was. A private showing of Chucky and Reece flashed through his mind
conflicting with the thoughts of Malcolm's stiff meat inside him slipping
in on a coating of Reece's teenage spunk.

'And second?' Reece asked and grinned. The fact that Malcolm was going to
fuck Dewey took most of the stress out of the situation, where he fitted in
was something else but doubtless it involved he and Malcolm doing
something. That didn't fuss him, Dewey would be the only witness and Dewey
was now virtually his love slave.

'You and I do it tonight when they're asleep.' By them, Malcolm meant his
parents quite obviously.

'What you fuck me?' Reece laughed. 'Some hope.'

'We do each other,' Malcolm softened the blow. 'Brotherly love you might
say.'

'I'll have to think about it,' Reece wavered. The prospect of ploughing
Malcolm's sweet furrow was quite exciting but having the child genius
inside him was another thing. Then again he was about to have a preview,
wasn't he?'

'Do that,' Malcolm grinned, he knew he had Reece by his soft and silken
pubes and Reece knew it as well. Malcolm moved over on the bed and grabbed
Dewey's ankle dragging the boy closer. Reece did a hurried shuffle
backwards eager to watch the action.

'Ooooow, Malcolm.' Dewey giggled as he felt himself being drawn across the
bed and then Malcolm's thin and surprisingly strong arms encircled him
dragging into an embrace. 'You gotta kiss me, Reece did.'

'No probs,' Malcolm grinned and forcing the smaller boy flat lurched over
him and their lips met in the first of many sweet kisses. He pushed his
shorts down at the front coaxing Dewey's hand inside not that it took too
much coaxing. Dewey giggled as he felt the hot hardness and it was slippery
already, Malcolm had a serious leakage problem. As Reece avidly watched and
handled his reawakening cock Dewey and Malcom went into a frenzied struggle
and then Malcolm was naked as was Dewey. Dewey struggled around on the bed
and although beginning to feel tired he made snapping motions with his
teeth until Malcolm submitted allowing the boy's mouth to encircle his
jerking flesh. He for his part took in Dewey's shrunken noodle bringing it
back to life. They had, without even thinking about it, assumed the famous
69er... and Reece was watching and learning (which was hard for him). He
was tempted to go for Malcolm's smooth arse waving around in the breeze but
held off, he wanted to see Dewey get opened up first even if it was the
boy's second time in one afternoon. Once that happened Malcolm was commited
and the playing field would be level. To be fair to Reece, for once wasn't
in his cretinous mode, he was more in a lover mode and wanted to give the
other two as much satisfaction as he expected for himself. The three of
them would make a good combo an unstoppable combination.

As Malcolm manhandled Dewey around he managed to locate the boy's pucker
still relaxed from Reece's assault and slipped a finger inside his kid
brother's still tight boy fanny . Dewey freaked, whimpering and pushing
back onto Malcolm's probes. Reece grinned Malcom's respectable five incher
or whatever was oozing a long clear thread of precum . 'Go on, Malcolm,
you're ready,' he whispered gently stroking his brother's smooth butt - a
butt that was going to be his before the day was out. 'Go on!' He repeated.

'Yeah, do it, Malc. Do it,' Dewey tore himself free of their embrace and
lay back with his skinny legs up and his knees tucked upto his
chest. Malcolm grinned and almost salivated as he saw Dewey's puffed up red
pucker still oozing the faintest dribble of Reece's thick creamy spunk. He
rubbed his swollen glans across the weakened muscle and gently pushed.

Dewey wailed as he felt his brother enter him and keep going. Malcolm
slipped inside with one long and remorseless thrust and then started to
fuck. He felt Dewey's thin arms and legs clamp around him and the delicious
tightness of the recently virgin boy clamp on his moving organ as he slowly
and lovingly serviced the child. He had to think about it all the same,
Dewey wasn't that much of a child in spite of his ways and his lack of
stature, he'd already cum and that in itself was unusual for a boy of his
tender years. They must be an oversexed family Malcom decided as he gently
took Dewey and himself all the way.

Reece watching felt his hardness begin to itch and get even harder at the
sight off Malcom's smooth butt bobbing up and down and the sight of Dewey's
ring stretched around Malcolm's slender cock was too much to bear. Kneeling
up he started to wank himself right alongside Dewey's face and the boy
reached out dragging Reece by his erection even closer.

Dewey giggle with pure pleasure, two of his older brothers in the same
afternoon. Malcolm was in him giving him the buzz of the century and
Reece's big cock was inches away from his mouth. With a superhuman struggle
he managed to get his mouth onto Reece's meat and then relaxed as dopey
Reece got the idea and slowly and gently face fucked as Malcolm tended the
rear.

Both the older brothers seemed to cum at the same time and Dewey gagged and
spluttered as he felt his mouth full of Reece's cum and then felt the surge
and pumping in his gut as Malcolm spend his load into tight darkness. The
older boys fell free from the giggling and delighted Dewey as he lay there
with his back end oozing a mixture of two cums and his cheeks and jaw
slippery and sticky from Reece's enthusiastic splat.

'Gawd, that was kewl,' Malcolm lay exhausted on his back absolutely
drained. He'd dreamt of losing his virginity and usually with one of the
girlsat school but never with one of his own brothers but it was done now
and it had been fantastic. All quiet and all in the family. He gasped and
opened his eyes as he felt a heavy form rest on him and a sticky softness
press against his groin. 'Hi, bud,' he opened his eyes to see Reece's
grinning face inches away.

'Hi,' Reece smiled and Malcolm thought for the first time ever what a good
looking kid he was. Gone the manic glare, the pouty and sulky bratlike
expression, just shining eyes and sweet lips that met his. 'Us tonight,'
Reece grinned his tongue pressing against Malcolm's teeth demanding entry.

'Yeah,' Malcom returned the smile breathlessly and opened his mouth to
admit Reece's tongue. His hands ran up and down his brother's firm butt and
he ground upwards against Reece's movements.

'And me, and me,' Dewey giggled as he clambered over and lay on Reece's
back with his stiff little dicklet fitting neatly into his brother's
crack. He grinned, he'd moved from being the dog's body of the brotherhood
to being a star, and a desired star at that. He had something they wanted,
they'd had a sample and they'r be back for more. 'I gotta do somebody
tonight,' he muttered.

Reece and Malcolm ignored him, they were enjoying their first but probably
not their last brotherly kiss.

The evening passed as most family events did, some bickering, some arguing
but even Lois suspected something was up.

'What are you three upto?' She fixed Reece as the normal troublemaker with
her eagle eye. 'Something's going on, Hal.' She looked at her
husband. 'Stop playing with your food,' she snarled.

'Oh, leave them alone, Lois,' Hal grinned vacantly. 'They cleaned their
room up this afternoon.'

'They did?' Lois looked suspiciously at the three boys. Her nose
twitched. 'There's something not right here.'

'Aw, Jeez, mom.' Reece whined.

'Watch your language, young man. Come to think of it, watch everything
because I'll be watching you.'

Malcolm and Dewey grinned, it seemed Reece, as usual, had drawn the heat.

'And you two,' Lois added. For the boys the evening seemed to drag and
there was more squabbling but in the end the appointed time arrived. Dewey
was always the first into bed and tonight was no exception only this night
he'd been given a mission and that was to steal the hand cream from the
bathroom, he managed this on his final toilet call, his mother had bathed
and wouldn't be needing it again that evening. The Three Musketeers as
they'd been called had a better use for it. As far as Dewey was concerned
it was his own very private real life show and he wouldn't miss it for the
world. His pal Bobby Cass had two brothers of sixteen and fifteen and had
insisted that both had buggered him at the same time and described it in
minute and intimate detail. Dewey found the whole story a bit hard to
swallow but Bobby had dropped his jeans in their private meeting spot and
exposed his little boy bottom and his pucker sure had looked puffy and red.
Dewey wondered and thought on it, what if...?

Malcolm and Reece were sent to bed at the same time which was ten o'clock,
they knew their parents hit the sack an hour later accurate almost to the
second. The neighbourhood wasn't what you'd call lively and their houshold
in spite of containing three hyper active boys was one of the quietest, at
least, it was tonight.

'Make your move, Malcolm,' Reece lay back on his bed stripped down to his
briefs, his mansize organ was clearly on display through the thin
material. He squeezed it suggestively. 'All yours.'

'And Dewey's,' Malcolm sneered. 'Midnight's the time, let them get to bed
first.'

'I'm nearly asleep already,' Dewey piped up fiddling with the crotch of his
Spideys.

'We'll wake you,' Reece muttered and then surprisingly leant over in the
bed and kissed his kid brother on the lips. 'Sleep for a while,' he
whispered.

'Nite, nite,' Dewey closed his eyes and curled up in a ball, the older
brothers grinned at each other and prepared the room. The windows were
locked and the curtains drawn but they left the door unlocked in case
either or both their parents popped into say goodnight. The upright chair
alongsdie the door would be rammed under the doorknob as soon as they heard
Lois and Hal go to their room, a half hour wait and the action would
begin. Malcolm looked at Reece and Reece returned the stare. 'Later,' they
both mouthed and slipped into their own beds. This didn't make a lot of
difference as their beds were almost side by side and they lay in the
bedroom gloom staring at each other with gleaming eyes.

'Nice and gentle tonight,' Reece whispered.

'Yeah,' Malcolm grinned agreement and reached out under the bedding to meet
Reece's hand also on the move. 'Move in a bit.'

They both lay in the dark covered in their bedding grasping each others
erections for the very first time ever. This was more like it, they both
sighed in satisfaction, they're reached a nub or a crux in their juvenile
relationship, things would be a lot different for the years to come. They
were about to cross a threshold whether for bad or good, neither knew and
neither cared.

'Good night boys... no noise,' Lois' voice came through the door followed
by a mumble from Hal. That was it. Malcolm leapt from his bed and rammed
the chair under the doorknob and tested it - Yeah, nice and solid. He ran
back to the bed and leapt, this time it was Reece's bed and his brother
welcomed him with open arms. 'Mmmm...' Their lips met and their stiff cocks
ground together. neither of them took in the irony that if anyone had
suggested this twenty four hours previously they would have killed
them. The point was that time was in the past and this was the present.

'Love your ass,' Reece snickered grasping Malcoml's firm buns as the
younger boy ground into him. 'Nice.'

'Yeah,' Dewey's treble spoke in the dark and Malcolm flinched as he felt
the runt of the family glued to his back and the boy's stiffy nestle into
his crack.

'Dewey,' he protested. 'You get a go later.'

'Can I put the stuff on?' Dewey whispered and to Malcolm's horror (and
delight) he felt his kid brother slip down the bed and then his lips and
then his tongue on his rounded bottom. Dewey was a budding perv.

'Yeah, do your stuff, you can be the Lube and Warm Up Boy,' Reece spoke and
he sounded strange. 'Malcolm is doing me first.'

Malcolm was shocked, he'd expected Reece to try a stunt of some sort even
an outright refusal to take his turn as the bottom but his brother had come
through. He'd even volunteered to be the first victim if victim was the
word.

'Really?' Dewey squeaked as much surprised as Malcolm.

'Yeah,' Reece was excited. He'd thought of a way to keep Dewey happy as
well. 'Oil up my a-hole and do Malcolm's dick.'

'Hey, did I tell you about Bobby Cass,' Dewey spluttered with excitement.

'Later, Dewey,' Reece and Malcolm spoke as one. A running order had been
established without argument and that in itself was a miracle, they both
wanted to get on with it, it was fun time and Dewey's babble could
wait. They both intended serving Dewey before the night was out so he
wouldn't go wanting. 'Get on with it, Dewey,' Reece spoke nervously he was
fully aware that Dewey could messup on the most simple of tasks but he lay
on his belly and spread his legs.

'You mean..?' Dewey squeaked.

'You have your mission,' Malcolm spoke in a Mission Impossible voice and
lay down alongside his older brother only on his back with his five inches
of boycock jutting up onto his flat belly.

'Whee,' Dewey giggled and knelt between them and scooped some of the white
cream onto his fingers, the last time he'd given Reece the finger he'd got
himself a slap around the head, this time he was really giving his big bro
the finger and Reece just flinched and then gave a stifled groan of
pleasure. Dewey grinned and made little circular motions feeling Reece's
back door loosen and then Reece began to push his butt up onto the slippery
probes. Dewey giggled again and was told to hush it by Malcolm but Malcolm
soon fell silent as he felt a small oily fist grasp his ragingly hard
erection and slowly start to wank up and down.

'Do it, Malcolm,' Reece muttered and opened his legs wider. Malcolm pushed
Dewey out of the way and knelt between his brother's legs guiding his oiled
and now oozing spike downwards. Reece flinched and tensed but relaxed when
Malcolm kissed the back of his neck. 'Take it easy, kid,' Reece mumbled and
lay still.

Malcolm couldn't believe it, he'd always thought of Reece as a slob and
worse still as a bully but here was his nightmare laying below him almost
begging for a good fucking. He slipped his five inches of stiff meat
between Reece's buns and locating his brother's well oiled pucker gently
pushed in. Reece gasped and clutched the pillow but Malcolm was in and
gradually sinking in deeper. He nuzzled at Reece's neck and Reece
grinned. This was kid's stuff, he clamped on Malcolm as Malcolm began to
move in and out sinking deeper and deeper into the supine body beneath.

'Jeez, this is so good.' Malcolm whispered.

'You're supposed to say: 'Reece, you are so good',' Reece giggled pushing
up onto his brother as his top started to move faster and dig deeper. 'Go
for it,' he growled pushing his butt up into Malcolm's thrusts. Malcolm
did. He was delighted to see and feel Reece so co-operative and began to
fuck for real. Holding his weight off and with his forearms either side of
Reece's torso he began to piston in and out munching the back of Reece's
neck and then strain for his lips as Reece tried to crane his head around.

'Go on, go on,' Dewey whispered inches away watching one brother lunge in
and out of the other, he could just about see Malcolm's oiled flesh going
in and out and gently stroked Malcolm's bobbing bottom. He was as hard as a
spike himself and held himself in check. He was going to have them both
later and then he'd have something to brag to Chucky Norton and Bobby Cass
about. His brothers didn't know but Dewey also had plans and it involved
both of them and at the same time.

'Ah, Reece...' Malcolm moaned and rammed in deep and hard for the last
time. His achingly hard erection seemed to swell and then the burning
relief of the hot squirts and and the easing as he spent his cum up deep
coating Reese's inside with thick white youthful spunk. 'Gawd,' he moaned
and lay on his brother belly to back and gave little digs into Reece's cum
flooded ass. 'Jeez.'

'Hey, you cum like a donkey,' Reece mumbled and craned his head this time
finding Malcolm's eager lips. 'I am so going to enjoy fucking you.'

'And me, and me,' Dewey gabbled.

'Keep it quiet,' Malcolm hissed and slid free in a gush of spunk shoving
one of Dewey's discarded t-shirts between Reece's thighs. Dewey was on the
ball however and even before Malcolm had disengaged he felt oily finger at
his hole and Dewey's little fingers were in him. He relaxed with his
softening penis pressed into the bedding and Dewey's fingers busy at his
hole.

'This Bobby Cass...' Dewey whispered urgenrtly.

'Go on then,' Reece lay back idly fondling his own erection. He wasn't in a
hurry, he knew he was bigger that Malcolm in all departments and was
willing to wait whilst Dewey did the pre op.

'Bobby's two brothers are fifteen and sixteen,' Dewey gabbled quickly
whilst he had their attention. The bigger one, Joe lays on his back and
Bobby sits on it, he bends forward and the smaller one Chris slips up and
plugs him as well. He has two in him at the same time.'

'Rubbish,' Reece snorted. 'They'd split the kid, I've seen that Bobby, he's
tiny and Joe's a Senior, he's a big guy.'

'They do, Bobby told me,' Dewey insisted.

'Could happen,' Malcolm looked at Reece in the darkness. 'It's just a
matter of positioning.'

'And how far Bobby's hole stretches,' Reece snorted but he was
interested. It was a challenge and if brainy Malcolm thought it was possble
then so be it. It also sounded the ultimate in pervery, both of then
shagging the midget at the same tiime and better still Dewey himself had
suggested it. 'Wanna give it a go, Dewey?'

'Yeah,' Dewey fed two fingers into Malcolm's well lubricated hole and
grasped Reece's hot hardness. God, Bobby would be so jealous, both Reece
and Malcolm were smaller bodily than Bobby's brothers and must have smaller
dicks but they were a damn sight better looking.

'Do me from the front and be careful,' Malcolm said quietly and lay on his
back taking his knees upto his narrow chest.

'Oh, My Gawd,' Reece breathed not quite believing his luck. Malcolm wanted
it face to face just like regular sex, he could look into his brother's
eyes or what he could see of them in the gloom but he could also stick his
tongue right down Malcom's throat as he was fucking... heaven. Shagerooni
time. Locating Malcolm's slick rosebud by feel he was aware of Dewey
peering in the near dark as he pushed in opening Malcolm up like Dewey's
fingers had only his dick was a damn sight bigger. As Malcolm groaned his
legs wrapped around his bigger brother and the recently virgin Reece
imagined this would be as a girl was, from the front, slick and tight and
loving. He missed the obvious breasts but he wasn't a stickler for detail
and he was happy with Malcolm's tight boy cunt, tits or no tits. As he sank
into the welcoming warmth and tightness he bent into kiss and felt
Malcolm's arms reach out and hug him.

'Nice and hard, Reece,' Malcolm muttered quietly. The message was clearly
for Reece's ears only and not for the Dewdrop's. 'Fuck me hard.'

'You got it, bro,' Reece grinned in the dark as he began to bang away and
this was a bang not a gentle fuck. Malcolm wanted it hard and fast and
Reece was the boy for that sort of thing. He hammered and pounded into his
smaller brother and delighted at Malcolm squirming beneath him and clinging
to him like a child. Dewey's eyes were wide with absolute delight, he's
seen gentle and loving sex and now he was seeing the rougher version, truly
a night to be treasured in his boyish mind. At least they would be both
pretty worn out when they came to him and he was still firmly intent on
taking them both at the same time. He moved in stroking Rece's flanks as
the oldest boy moved in and out. Dewey loved boy's bums and espcially his
two brother's, so smooth, so firm and so kissable. God, his little pecker
was so hard it was actually slippery and as sore as hell, he began to wank
away at himself in the dark.

'Don't waste it.' He heard Reece mutter. 'We'll drink what you've got
before we fuck you... right Malc?'

'Right,' Malcolm grunted. 'Harder, you bastard.'

Dewey heard Reece giggle and then it was all over.

'Jeez...Malc,' Reece moaned and there was silence as Reece sweatily slapped
in for the last rtime and stayed rammed up deep into his brother's butt
gouting and splashing a massive load of boy juice deep into Malcolm's well
battered gut. Malcolm was frazzled, he lay in the dark with one of his rare
smiles and clenched and eased as he felt Reece's big cock offload a massive
load of creamy spunk into his little hole and it actually trickled down
onto his tailbone. Reece, for once, had done well. It was nice to know he
was good for something even if only for shagging boys.

'My turn, my turn,' Dewey squealed as he saw the action end. This was his
big moment and he was about to become a star. The thought of huddling with
his little friends and boasting of taking both Malcolm and Reece together
was overwhelming, he'd be a hero. Reece was one of the school thugs but a
lot of the little ones admired him and lusted after his lanky but well
muscled body. One of the nine year olds had seen Reece flopping his cock
around in the school toilets and hadn't stopped talking about if for
weeks. Dewey had his story of Reece and Reece's hot loving to tell but the
tale of both of them at one time would go down in history. He was a bit
scared but didn't believe either of his brothers would willing hurt him at
least not now. Thinking evil; he had the ultimate blackmail weapon like the
H Bomb and it was between his legs. One sore bum and a visit to the school
doctor and all hell would break loose. He banished the thought but was
determined that his once time tormentors and now lovers would satisfy his
needs.

He hadn't stressed the point that he wanted to get into them both but that
would wait, maybe one at a time in privacy was nicer. His mind was in a
whirl when he felt himself being dragged inbetween warm bodies and then
some kissing and fumbling.

'How do we do this,' Reece muttered and Dewey was deleighted to feel that
in spite of his recent exertions his bigger brother was nearly rock solid
again.

'We've got to loosen him up big time and I mean big time,' Malcolm
muttered. 'He's got a big mouth but he is a little boy after all.'

'Shurrup,' Dewey giggled and felt his little dick strain so hard that it
was sore. He had to squirt and pretty soon.

'OK, Dewdrop, it starts here,' Reece's lips came down and Dewey spluttered
as he felt Reece's tongue in his mouth and then strong hands cup his
buns... and spread them. 'Go on Malc,' Reece whispered.

Dewey flinched and jerked as he felt two oily fingers penetrate him and dig
deep. This was uber loosening, not just a tickle and a smear but a heavy in
and out and a real stirring, a circular motion that really stretched and
softened the muscle and it wasn't even sore when he felt three fingers up
inside his pucker.

'My go, I've got bigger fingers,' Reece giggled softly. Dewey squirmed as
Malcolm withdrew and Reece's bigger hand came into play.

'Ow!' Dewey felt pain at last.

'Ssshh,' Malcolm hissed and Reece chucked softly. Dewey felt so stretched
he felt his gut was going to drop out.

'This is the one before fisting,' Reece whispered. 'I've got four fingers
in you now.'

'Wow, what's fisting?' Dewey brushed a tear from his eye, perhaps this
wasn't such a good idea after all but there was no going back now. 'Am I
ready?'

'As you'll ever be,' Malcolm informed him and took charge. 'I'd better lay
on the bottom on my back and Dewey can face me and slide down onto
mine... then Reece has to get in.'

'How do I do that?' Reece was still trying to visualise the positions.

'Easy,' Malcolm sounded confident then again he wasn't trying to take two
cocks at the same time.  'You come down on me as if you're trying to put it
between my legs but Dewey's there... think about it.'

'I'm trying,' Reece still seemed befuddled but he was wanking again, the
chat had got him going and the thought of having his hardness in the same
hole as Malcolm's was a supreme turn on.

'I'm ready,' Dewey muttered sounding far from confident.

'Tell us to stop if you want to and we will,' Malcolm spoke. 'No point in
getting hurt just to set a record. We can always do you one at a time.'

'Tomorrow,' Dewey giggled and pushed Malcolm flat onto the centre bed and
knelt astride Malcolm's undeveloped chest with his waving stiffness inches
from his brother's mouth. Reaching to his rear he grasped Malcolm's still
slippery cock and lined it up. He had a moment of doubt and jiggled himself
back until he felt Malcom's oiled glans nudge upto his well stretched
pucker and pushed back. He groaned but just to keep Malcolm happy, having
taken Reece and Malcolm already that day he didn't have any trouble with
Malcolm's smaller erection for the second time. All the same he enjoyed it
and as he sank lower and lower absorbing Malcolm's heat he began to bob up
and down savouring the stiff meat inside his gut. God, Bobby would be so
jealous, Dewey was convinced Bobby living down the road had a crush on the
slight and bookish Malcolm. Whatever turns you one, he thought remembering
Reece's big dick and loving. He had to have more or Reece and he was going
to, he felt the older boy's hands on his hips.

'You've got to bend right onto me, lay belly to belly but don't let my
thing slip out.'

'OK,' Dewey grinned and lay forward to meet Malcolm's lips and they lazily
kissed as Malcolm reached down spreading Dewey's cheeks even further.

Reece had his torch out and studied Dewey's tight little pucker wrapped
around Malcolm's slowly moving meat and wondered how the hell he was
supposed the get his rampant erection in the same hole.  Holding the torch
steady and reaching out with the other hand he slid one finger from
Malcolm's tight balls up the hard shaft upto where it joined Dewey's
body. Much to his surprise his finger slid inside the boy with just a
little effort although Dewey gave a dramatic groan. It was loose enough
Reece decided and sorted out getting his legs right. In the end he got
right on the inside stretching Dewey's legs even further and without any
hanging about he slipped his well oiled cock along the track his finger had
taken.

'Take it easy, take it easy,' Dewey bleated and hugged Malcolm in
desperation and then came the pain. He felt his shriek absorbed by
Malcolm's mouth and then the incredible sensation as his pucker stretched
so far it must have been at breaking point. The amazing thing was the pain
abated as Reece pushed in on Malcolm's slippery cock and they both made
their initial moves. 'Ooooo... er,' Dewey tried to push back and felt more
of the meaty mass fill his gut. Hr'e done it, he had two boy cocks in his
previously virgin boy cunt. All done in twenty four hours, virgin to hooker
in one easy stage, he giggled at the thought.

'Incredible,' Malcolm grunted as he felt the two weights on him moving,
Dewey's cocklet was slipping up and down between their bellies but the
sensation of Reece's hardness mashing against his in the tight tunnel of
Dewey's back end was sensational. He pushed up to feel Reese push gainst
him... Dewey warbled but he dragged the kid's face down to his again. Then
it began, slowly at first and with Reese doing most of the work and Dewey
doing most of the stretching. Malcolm, pinned on his back had to satisfy
himself with little jabs into Dewey but the feel of Reese's fat cock
slipping against his was soooo erotic, he closed his eyes and pigged out on
pleasure.

Dewey was between two worlds, the undoubted pain, the sensation of being
crushed between his two brothers but the overall sensation of two rigidly
stiff boy cocks moving in his tight little boy ass was the ultimate.

'I'm cuming...' Reese groaned at last.

'Me too,' Malcolm grunted.

'Whee,' Dewey squeaked, he couldn't resist it, he didn't know who popped
first but it felt someone had turned a tap on inside him. Two boy's solid
members pumping and squirting inside him and he felt bloated and flooded at
the same time. It didn't stop until Reese slid free in a gush of cum still
squirting and beading Dewey's smooth and pale skin with streaks of white
slime. As Malcolm sliped free also Reese slipped back into the gaping hole
and kept shagging, he was so carried away he couldn't stop even when he
softened and he knew it was all over.

'Jesus,' He sighed at last and flopped alongside Malcolm who had Dewey
laying on him like a dead man.

'I can't move,' Dewey whispered.

'Why not?' Malcolm tried to push the dead weight of the boy from his belly.

'If I stand up it's all going to fall out,' Dewey explained patiently. 'My
belly feels all squishy, like I've got the runs.'

Reese started to laugh but grabbed the faithful soiled t-shirt and rammed
it uop into Dewey's crack telling him to make a rush for the bathroom once
he'd cleared the chair barricading the door which he did immediately. A
brief second later Dewey flew across the room and out of the door.

'Oh man, I didn't think it would work,' Reese lay alongside Malcolm and
gathered his smaller brother into his arms and they meshed spunky and
slippery softies together.

I'll be glad to get to sleep,' Malcolm yawned. 'He'll be telling all his
little pals as well.'

'That's a load of bullshit,' Reese scoffed. 'If it isn't I want Joe Cass to
myself.'

'Bags Chris Cass,' Malcolm laughed.

''Bags you first Malcolm and you for breakfast Reese,' Dewey closed the
door quietly and dropped the damp towel from around his waist. His three
inches of pride and joy popped up and stuck out with a slightly upwards
angle.

Malcolm looked at his kid brother and grinned. 'Come on then, Dewey. Voulez
vous couche avec moi, ce soir.'

'I know that one,' Dewey beamed and made a running leap for the bed. Reese
just lay there and relaxed, there was no school tomorrow, he may as well
lay there and watch by torchlight, it was a damn sight better than one of
dad's videos



							THE END


Sorry I'm a bit limp on US youthspeak and attitudes but this one really
cried out for an ending.

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