Date: Wed, 28 Feb 2007 14:05:29 +0100
From: homo jongen <bikortrijk_87m@hotmail.com>
Subject: Reese in the Middle - Chapter two

Note: This is a fictional story witch includes famous people
from the TV-show Malcolm in the Middle. So I'm not going to
express there sexual preferences, because I do not know them.
The story is only based on the characters of the show, and not
on the actors who perform as these characters.
Copyrighted by Regency Entertainment. The television show
"Malcolm in the Middle" is copyright 2000 by Twentieth Century
Fox Television, Regency Entertainment, and Monarchy
Enterprises.
If you are a minor, or it is forbidden for you to read sexual
stories by your government or your parents, then please don't
read any further.
Although a condom is not always used in my stories, I recommend
to use one (especially when you have changing contacts).
Any comment you want to send to me about the story (good or
bad), you can sent to bikortrijk_87m@hotmail.com
I advice you to read the first story first, to understand the
situation fully.
And now just enjoy the story.


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Reese in the Middle - Chapter two
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That Friday, nothing really happened at school, but Reese
didn't feel like doing much. On the one hand he was longing to
see his brother again, but on the other hand, he didn't want to
share his bed with him. It's my bed, and no-one else's!
After the lessons ended, he walked home. He wandered into his
street, and suddenly, he sees the kid that he had beaten up a
few days ago. The kid with the huge dick. It's about time I
teach him who's in control.
He walks to his house and stops at their mailbox. He opens his
zipper and pulls out his dick. He's not wearing any boxers,
because his mother still hasn't washed them. He puts his dick
in the mailbox and starts peeing. Oh, yeah, now that's cool.
Reese has always enjoyed peeing in public. He has probably
already peed in every mailbox in the street, including his own.
One time, he even peed on someone who he had just beaten up.
Ah, those were the days. He stops peeing, and right then
Malcolm comes around the corner.
"What are you doing now? Are you peeing in the neighbours'
mailboxes again?"
"No, I just had a settlement to arrange with someone from
school."
"But, here lives Ritchie."
"Yeah, so what? I don't care."
And Reese walks away.
"Would Francis already be home?"
"I don't know, but I hope so, he can give us some hints how to
tear down the neighbourhood."

They hurry home, and even before they open the door, they hear
Francis arguing with their mother, as usual.
"And when are you actually going to buy a larger house, so that
all of your sons would have their own bedroom? Do you expect
them to sleep in one bed together until they are 30?"
"Yes, if you kids wouldn't break down the neighbourhood, so
that we have to pay back all the damage, perhaps then we could
afford a bigger house!"
"Yeah, blame us for all your problems. That's easy! Ever
thought of the possibility that we do this, because we had a
bad education??!"
And so it goes on a while. Eventually they quit fighting. And
after a long, quiet evening, it's time to go to sleep.

"Ok, little bro, we have to sleep in one bed. But you'll have
to follow the rules, ok? So that means no farting, no snoring
and no kicking me."
"Alright Francis, I'll try to think of it, while I sleep."
"Ok, now let us prepare to go to sleep. Those other two are
already sleeping."
"Euchm, shouldn't we do that in the bathroom?"
"Neah, that's ok. In the Military Academy, we sleep with 25 in
one big hall, and we don't have to go to the bathroom either.
And besides, we are both guys, right."
"Ok." But Reese doesn't feel like taking off his pants right
before his brother, because he's not wearing any boxers. He
turns his back to Francis and drops his pants.
"Hey, bro, didn't our mother teach us to wear underwear?"
"Heuchm, heuchm,." Reese turns red immediately "No, but you
know ma, she's to lazy to do the laundry. And so I don't have
any left to wear."
"Yeah, that's our mum, right. But make sure you have something
on to sleep."
"Yes, I'll put on my pyjama." And he walks to the closet. From
the corner of his eye, he sees Francis looking at him. What's
he looking at?
Reese looks down. Oh shit, because of the tension my dick is
semi-hard. That's what he is looking at.
"Euchm, sorry, it happens sometimes."
"Hey, don't worry, I've also been 14. Just look out where you
point that thing, alright?"

And so they get into bed together, each one on one side of the
bed.
They sleep the whole night, but suddenly Reese wakes up. He's
being kicked by Francis.
"I thought I told you not to kick?"
"Euch, but I'm not kicking you."
"Yes you are. I feel your leg pressed against my ass."
Now Francis really wakes up. He notices that he isn't kicking,
but it's his dick pressed against his ass. And just as he wants
to pull away, Francis grabs his "leg".
"Say, bro, what you up to? You gonna jump me while I'm
sleeping?"
"No Francis, I wasn't up to nothing. Sorry, I just did that in
my sleep."
"We're not here at the academy, alright?"
Reese doesn't understand those last words, but he hasn't got
much time to think it over, because he falls asleep again.