Date: Thu, 25 Jan 2007 14:03:00 +0000
From: Robbie Calverley <lads_r_us@postmaster.co.uk>
Subject: The Holiday Job 4

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THE HOLIDAY JOB 4 -- BENJY PUTS IN AN APPEARANCE


Vinnie woke and immediately wondered whether there had been a gas
explosion.  The air was rank and the bed was shaking as though there was an
earthquake.  He turned on to his back and looked beside him to see Warren
facing away from him and shaking, which was causing the bed to shake.

"What is it, what's the matter?" asked Vinnie, "Has there been an
earthquake?"

Warren shook harder and Vinnie suddenly realised he was laughing
uncontrollably.  What's more as he laughed some strange noises were
emanating from beneath the bedclothes.  It was then that Vinnie remembered
what Warren's mum had said about the behaviour of his stomach and he
realised that the awful smell and the strange noises were part and parcel
Of the same problem; Warren was farting, and farting catastrophically.

"You filthy sod, you foul-smelling bugger!"  Said Vinnie, causing Warren to
laugh even harder.

"I'm sorry ha ha (fart) I just can't he he (fart) help it (fart)" said
Warren.

Vinnie lifted the bedcovers, releasing even more of the foul-smelling gas,
and gave Warren a hefty swipe on the bum.  "Make sure you open the bloody
window when you get up," he said.  As Warren laughed and farted again
Vinnie decided that discretion was the better part of valour and left
Vinnie in bed with his own emissions, going downstairs to make some coffee
and get a breath of fresh air.

When Warren woke again, about an hour later, he went to the window to open
it and saw that Vinnie was in the garden, kneeling by the flower border and
pulling handfuls of weeds from the soil.  He opened the window and shouted
down to Vinnie to ask what he was doing.  Vinnie looked up and said, "I
love gardening.  I have a garden at the flat and I spend a lot of time out
there keeping it tidy, so I thought I'd have a go at yours.  I hope your
mum won't mind."

"Mind?" answered Warren "She'll be delighted!"

"Anyway," said Vinnie, "I had to get some fresh air after your performance
earlier.  There's fresh coffee in the kitchen."

"I'll come straight down," said Warren, and true to his word, he appeared
at the back door naked, carrying a mug of coffee, "Sorry about earlier, but
mum did warn you what I was like."  He said.

"Wonks, NOTHING could have prepared me for that ... ... ... that awful
stench.  Is it always that bad?"

"No," said Warren, "it almost got too much, even for me, this time."

Vinnie took off his gloves, wrapped his arms around his naked boyfriend and
kissed him lovingly, Warren's coffee spilling over Vinnie's shirt.

"Look what you've done," said Vinnie, "I'll have to take it off now."

"Mmmmmm," said Warren, "why don't you let me do that for you."

Vinnie lifted his arms and Warren pulled off his t-shirt, revealing
Vinnie's hot and sweaty body.

"I'll just run upstairs and have a shower," he said.

"No you won't," said Warren, "I like you the way you are." And so saying he
draped himself around Vinnie's sweaty torso and kissed him deeply.  "I love
your smell, Vinnie, not the smell of your deodorant.  You have that
wonderful, natural, earthy smell," he said.  "It really gets me hard," he
added as he rubbed his naked cock against Vinnie's shorts, feeling Vinnie's
hardening cock against his own.

After Vinnie had removed his shorts, the boys staggered into the sitting
room and lay on the carpet hugging one another as tightly as they could,
rubbing themselves together until they both experienced amazingly strong
orgasms, shooting copious amounts of cum between their tightly entwined
bodies.

As they lay there afterwards just looking into one another's eyes and
occasionally kissing, they heard Vinnie's mobile phone ringing.

Vinnie just managed to reach his shorts without moving his body away from
Warren and one-handedly extricated the phone from his pocket.  He looked at
the message on the screen and then pressed the `answer' button, saying
"Yes, mum, what is it?"  Warren saw the look on Vinnie's face change from
annoyance to fury as he shouted down the phone "No, mum, you promised
... ... ... ... but I can't, I'm not at home.  You said ... ... ... NO I
CAN'T ... ... ... Yes, but."  Vinnie looked at Warren and put the phone
down.  "The BITCH." He said.

"What is it, what's the matter?"  Asked Warren

"She promised me faithfully that she would be at home for Benjy this
weekend and that I could have the weekend to myself.  She knew that I was
staying with a friend and now she says that she is going out tonight so I
will have to have Benjy at my place.  This is typical of her.  She always
tries to scupper my plans.  She knew that this weekend was important to me,
and now she wants to go out on the piss with her latest boyfriend and I'm
the one who has to suffer."

"But she can't do that if she promised you," said Warren.

"Oh, she can ... and she has," said Vinnie.  "I don't mind having Benjy.
He's a great kid and I love him but this weekend was supposed to be just
us."

Warren took Vinnie into his arms and hugged him, and then a thought
occurred to him.  "Vinnie, why don't you get Benjy to come here?  He could
sleep in mum's room, I'm sure mum won't mind when she knows what's happened
and then we can still be together.  Do you think Benjy would be up for it?"

Vinnie looked at Warren and shook his head.  I don't think ... ... ... no,
you wouldn't want Benjy here."

"Vinnie, what's wrong with Benjy?"

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with him that a good scrubbing down and a wash
of clothes wouldn't cure, but I don't really want him to come between us.
He knows I'm gay, of course, and he knows I have a new interest in my life.
It's just that he can be very annoying and possessive of me sometimes and I
don't know how he would react with you.  He knows about us and he seems OK
about it, but the last thing I want him to think is that you are going to
come between him and me; we have a very special, close relationship."

Warren thought for a while and said "Well, the only way we're going to find
out is to try it and see what happens.  Believe me, Vinnie, I have no
intention whatsoever of coming between you and your brother and I'll make
every effort to prove that to him.  As to whether he can come between the
two of us only time will tell.  After all, we will have to meet eventually,
so it may as well be sooner rather than later."

Vinnie looked at Warren, smiled and put his arms around him saying, "You're
absolutely right, of course.  Let's have the little bugger here and we'll
see what happens.  I'll ring him on his mobile and give him the address,
then I'll pop out and buy him some new clothes.  The ones he's been wearing
he's had on for weeks.  You see, mum never thinks to wash any of Benjy's
things.  She's so wrapped up in her own importance half of the time and
she's either stoned or pissed the other half.  Benjy used to take pride in
himself but he lost heart after a while, so when he gets here I'll make him
take a good, long shower and he can dress in something clean and new."

"What about school?" asked Warren. "Do they put up with his lack of
personal hygiene?"

"Oh, they tried talking to him but he just played truant, and that's the
last thing they want.  You see, Benjy is an exceptionally gifted boy.  He
has a photographic memory and a brain like a sponge.  He remembers
everything he sees and everything he hears.  He has never scored less than
95% in any test or exam and a lot of the other kids try to better him,
which means that the achievements in his tutor group are amazingly high.
If he's not in school the other kids have nothing to aim at so they want
him there at all costs, even his smelly B.O."

"Wow," said Warren, "I'm quite looking forward to meeting him."

"I should also warn you that he is a very, very beautiful boy and you will
fall in love with him as soon as you see him.  Just make sure that you save
some of your affections for me."

"Vinnie," retorted Warren "even if he rivals Michelangelo's statue of
David, you'll still be the one for me."

The boys kissed and Vinnie make the phone call, then left to go and buy
some clothes for his kid brother while Warren showered and dressed.

An hour later Vinnie returned with a couple of complete outfits for Benjy
and a few essentials like a toothbrush and some of Benjy's favourite
chocolate.

The boys had a snack, both of them having missed breakfast, and waited for
Benjy to arrive.

The doorbell rang about twenty minutes later while the boys were cuddling
on the sofa.  "I'll get it," said Warren and went to the front door while
Vinnie came and waited in the hall.

When he opened the door Warren saw a dark-haired, tanned Adonis standing
there, his piercing blue eyes staring back at him.  He looked Warren over
from head to toe and walked straight past him and into Vinnie's arms.  The
brothers hugged for a few seconds before Benjy turned back to Warren and
said, "So this is the new boyfriend.  Well, he's cute, I'll give you that."

Vinnie answered, "Yes, Benjy, this is Warren, and yes, he is cute, but not
as cute as you."

Benjy seemed pleased with his brother's reply and smiled at him, while
treating Warren with complete indifference.  Warren had noticed the smell
as Benjy had walked past him at the front door.  It was vaguely like the
earthy smell that he found so sexy in Vinnie, but intensified to the point
of unpleasantness.

Vinnie, all too aware of what Warren must be thinking said "OK, bro, the
first thing we have to do is get you stripped and showered.  I have some
new clothes for you so we can dump the old ones.  Warren, have you got a
rubbish sack we can use for his old clothes?"

Warren went to the kitchen and he took a black plastic bag from the
cupboard under the sink.  When he returned to the hall, Benjy, much to his
surprise, had stripped to his underpants.  He certainly had a fine-looking
tanned body and Warren was looking admiringly at him.  When Benjy turned to
face Warren, the yellow stain on the front of his once-white underpants
showed how long he had been wearing them; and then to Warren's utter
delight Benjy lowered his underpants and stepped out of them, standing
naked and unashamed in front of him.

Warren could only stare open-mouthed at the perfectly proportioned young
man in front of him, and young man he certainly was for he had more than
his fair share of black pubic hair over his young-man sized cock beneath.
"What are you gawking at?"  Asked Benjy curtly, "I haven't got anything you
haven't got," he added.

Warren collected his thoughts and closed his mouth.  "No," he said, "But
everything you've got is so beautifully put together."

Benjy gave him a hard stare and then smiled at him, saying, "Warren, I
think I'm going to like you."

Vinnie's face lit up when he heard this and he put his arm around his naked
brother's shoulders and took him upstairs to the bathroom.

Warren began putting Benjy's old clothes into the plastic bag until only
the socks, trainers and underpants were left.  He steeled himself and
picked up the underpants with his fingertips.  He knew he would regret it,
but he couldn't resist inhaling the smell from them.  Just as he'd
expected, the smell was overpowering, but his cock grew hard inside his
shorts.  He dropped the underpants into the sack then looked down at the
footwear.  He bent to pick up the socks, but chickened out.  As he stood
looking at them Vinnie came down the stairs and said "Yes, I don't blame
you not wanting to touch them." And he picked them up with disdain and
dropped them into the sack saying "Greater love hath no man but that he
pick up his brother's smelly shoes and socks."  Then he hugged Warren and
said, "He meant it, you know, he likes you, and that's half the battle with
Benjy."

After dumping the rubbish sack in the bin the boys sat on the sofa and
cuddled while they had the chance to be alone.  Benjy could be heard
singing in the shower and then there was silence as the water was turned
off.  A few minutes later they heard footsteps padding down the stairs and
Benjy entered the living room wearing Warren's towelling bathrobe.  "You
didn't bring up my new clothes," said Benjy accusingly to his brother.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my lord and master," said Vinnie, smiling.

"As long as you know your place," Benjy joked, then squeezed himself down
on the sofa between them, then he swivelled himself so that his head rested
on Vinnie's lap and his feet on Warren's.

"Wow, you smell better," said Vinnie.

"Yea, that shower gel is gorgeous and there's some wicked body spray as
well."

Vinnie tousled his brother's wet hair and Warren subconsciously put his
hands on Benjy's feet.  Benjy drew them away quickly, then when he realised
that Warren was not going to tickle them he placed them gently back, his
heels strategically placed directly on Warren's cock, which started to
react in the only way it knew.  Hoping to distract Benjy's attention from
this obvious reaction he began gently massaging Benjy's toes and then
worked his way along the rest of his feet.

Warren noticed that this seemed to be having the same sort of effect on
Benjy as the bathrobe seemed to be twitching just below Benjy's waist.
Benjy spotted that Warren was looking towards his cock and smiled saying,
"It's just doing the same as yours."

Warren smiled back, saying that he had hoped Benjy wouldn't notice. "Of
course I bloody noticed, just like this hard lump underneath my head."  He
looked up at Vinnie and the three boys laughed together.  "Well, much as
I'd love to lie here all afternoon, I've got some new clothes to try on."
Said Benjy and stood up, his cock poking out of the bathrobe as he did so.
Once again Warren's eyes were glued to him and then Benjy shrugged his
shoulders and let the robe fall to the floor revealing about 4½ inches of
uncut, hard cock.

Warren's jaw dropped as Vinnie slid along the sofa towards him saying "Yea,
he's quite something, isn't he?"

"He certainly is." Said Warren, but then added "But he'll never take your
place, Vinnie," as the two boys kissed gently.

"I'm so pleased to hear you say that, Warren," said Benjy.  "Vinnie is the
best brother in the world to me and he's had a tough time lately, but you
seem to make him happier than I've seen him in ages.  He deserves some good
luck, and maybe you are it."

Benjy began to dress in his new clothes.  When he was wearing the first
outfit, Warren decided that he looked as gorgeous dressed as he did naked.
Benjy looked in the full length mirror just inside the front door and was
heard to observe, "Fuck me, I look like a million dollars.  Vinnie, can you
lend me the money for a haircut?  Then I'll really knock `em dead!"

Vinnie laughed, dug deep into his pocket and handed over a few pounds to
Benjy.

"What was that noise?" asked Benjy.

"What noise?"  They asked together.

"Well, it sounded like laughter.  But Vinnie doesn't laugh, unless
... ... ..."

"What?"  They asked together again.

Benjy gave Warren a wicked grin then turned to Vinnie and said, "It must be
love!"

"Gertcha!" said Vinnie, chasing Benjy from the room, then Warren heard
laughter from them both in the hall as Vinnie directed Benjy to the
barber's shop.

"I like him," said Warren as Vinnie came back into the sitting room, "I
like him a lot."

"I can't get over it," said Vinnie, "he normally goes out of his way to be
awkward, but he says he likes you and you really should count that as an
honour, it doesn't happen very often."

Vinnie took Warren in his arms and hugged him, saying, "Thank you for
letting him come here.  I do appreciate it, and it does mean that we can
still be together to ... ... ... well, to ... ... ..."

"To what?"  Asked Warren.

"Come upstairs and let me show you," replied Vinnie.



Robbie

lads_r_us@postmaster.co.uk



CHAPTER FIVE -- THREE IN A BED - FOLLOWS SOON

Author's note: Well, the boys, especially Warren, have come a long way in
four chapters and there could be a lot more in this story if you would like
me to continue writing.  Please let me know if you would like me to carry
on.

Once again my grateful thanks to A.S. for all his hard work in editing my
ramblings and turning them into something readable.