Date: Fri, 10 Sep 2004 14:04:54 +0100 (BST)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Look, No Hands!!

DISCLAIMER:

This is a story. None of the characters in the story
exist and the events that take place are purely
imaginary.

WARNING:

Do not read this story if you are in any way offended
by acts of a homosexual nature.

Do not read this if you are under the legal age for
accessing adult sites.

Always indulge in safe sex.


LOOK, NO HANDS!!

"How long did you say it has been?" Phil asked
incredulously and again my friend gasped with
astonishment when I told him and then he added, "Ten
days without a wank!! You must be full of cum!!"

It had been a long time and my balls were indeed
bursting. It had all begun the previous week when I
was out sailing with Phil's older brother and my best
friend, Matt. Nobody is quite sure what happened but
suffice to say Matt managed to get concussed and I
ended up with a broken right wrist and several
dislocated fingers on my left hand. I was recovering
nicely but for several days, both hands had been out
of action and I had had to rely on others to do the
simplest tasks like feeding, going to the toilet and
getting dressed. It was my first day out and about and
I had naturally gone round to Phil and Matt's house.
My best friend was out but, even more fortunately Phil
was not and we were now up in his bedroom.

After I had answered his enquiry for the third time,
Phil had said that we should solve my problem and he
helped me upstairs and out of my clothes and onto his
bed. At this moment, I was naked, my cock rock hard
and drenched in baby oil as my best friend's brother
gently worked his hand up and down the well-lubricated
shaft. I groaned with pleasure and anticipation as
Phil developed an effective rhythm before he leaned
forward and kissed my swollen balls, which brought a
further moan of delight from my lips. I had not cum
for ten days and knew that if Phil kept this up it
would be less than ten seconds before I was spraying
all that ball cream and covering him with it.

I very much wanted to return the favour but I still
had difficulty with my hands but my mouth was as ever
willing to take whatever Phil had to offer, but today
he was not making himself available, well not just
yet!!

It might seem strange that Phil and I were having sex
together when Matt was my best friend and in some ways
it was. I had known the older brother all my life. We
had grown up and done everything together from our
earliest days. As kids, Matt and I were inseparable
and to say that I knew everything about him and he
about me was an understatement. We knew every inch of
each other's body and had seen each other naked so
often neither of us really noticed it any more. Matt
was athletic and strong, I was average at sports but
we liked to much about, go camping in a nearby wood
and generally do things that boys of our age, growing
up on the fringe of the countryside in rural England
would always do if we could. Because he was two years
younger than me and Matt, Phil was always at the
periphery of our circle and that gap grew wider as we
hit puberty. The younger brother was intelligent and
bookish and rarely liked the more robust country
pursuits that Matt and I engaged in. Certainly after
we reached about twelve years old and `camping' became
a euphemism for a chance to be alone together, check
each other out and end up with a wank fest, the idea
of having a younger brother tagging along was not very
appealing. At first Matt and I would just lie on our
sleeping bags, measure our cocks and then wank
ourselves and see who shot first or who shot farthest,
but gradually we moved on to mutual masturbation,
which was, for me, much more fun.

The first thing I had noticed about Matt was that,
unlike me, he had a large fold of skin that covered
the head of his cock. Mine was completely exposed and
looked different and felt different too. As we got
older, Matt was able to roll the skin easily off the
head of his dick and often wanked off with the head
exposed but he never needed lubricant, whereas mine
hurt if I wanked too hard without using something like
baby oil on it.

As the months went by we went on exploring each other.
I was fascinated by Matt's flap of skin that felt so
soft and strange and yet possessed magical powers to
cover and uncover the sensitive glans beneath. Matt
seemed to like the velvety feel of my cut head and
marvelled at the fact that he could still make me cum
even without a foreskin to stimulate and lubricate the
process.

Although Matt and I never stopped playing with each
other's cocks, as the years went by we never went any
further. I had heard about cock sucking and would have
liked to try it but the one time I suggested it, Matt
had been vehemently opposed and I never raised the
subject again with him. In addition, when we discussed
our wank fantasies, I noticed that my best friend
began to refer increasingly to relationships with
girls, whereas my idea of a good time still centred on
sex with guys. Of course, I went along with Matt and
pretended that I too fancied sex with several of the
girls from school or the village but I never did
anything to make it happen, Matt, on the other hand,
got himself a girlfriend and our nights of sexual
passion decreased but never quite stopped. His excuse
was that Mandy never completely satisfied his sexual
appetite and he needed a good wank every now and again
to relieve his sexual tension. I was more than happy
to be there when he wanted to do so!

Looking back I rather suspect that Phil had always
known why his big brother and I would go out `camping'
in the woods, but he never let on and never asked to
come with us on one of our expeditions. If truth were
told, I hardly noticed the fact that like us Matt's
brother was now a teenager full of testosterone and
hormones. Well, that is not until one day about a year
ago.

It was during the summer holidays and usually Matt and
I would be off out and about somewhere on our bikes,
in town hanging around or if we were adventurous in
the woods hiking and exploring. However, on this
particular day my best friend had gone off for a
two-hour driving lesson, which somewhat typically he
had forgotten to tell me about it. I arrived at Matt's
house and thought at first that there was nobody at
home. However, I went into the back garden and found
that the backdoor was open so I went in to check that
all was well and they hadn't suffered a burglary.
Inside, I found Phil sitting in semi-darkness in the
downstairs study in front of his computer. As I got
nearer, he heard me and tried desperately to close
down the web site that he was viewing, but Phil was
not quick enough and I got to see what he was looking
at. I was amazed, not only was it a porn site but it
was a gay porn site at that! For the first time I
realised how grown up Phil was and I also noticed that
his shorts were well filled by a large erection that
was tenting the front. I grinned at my best friend's
brother and said,

"Don't close the computer down on my account. The
photos on the screen look really interesting!!"

Phil's face changed from a look of embarrassment to
one of relief and I emphasised the point I had just
made by moving closer to him in order to get a better
view. As I stood beside his chair I looked down at the
bulging crotch and then said,

"It looks as though you found these pictures
interesting and exciting, too!!"

Phil blushed and tried to cover his hard-on with his
hand, but, with a shiver of excitement running through
me, I got there first and touched his hard flesh
through his shorts and heard him give out a sigh.
After a few seconds, Phil turned and said quietly,

"Not here! Let's go up to my room. Matt won't be back
for a while as he's off having a driving lesson but
Mum could come in at any time. If we're upstairs,
we'll hear her car and still have time to tidy
ourselves before we see her!"

I nodded and followed Matt's younger brother upstairs.
From my brief feel, Matt's dick seemed to be slightly
smaller than his brother's, but a good size
nevertheless. As IU had been fondling Matt, I felt my
own prick harden and it was at full strength by the
time we approached Phil's room and went inside. Phil
shut the door tightly and then turned towards me.
Having seen Matt so often I thought I knew what to
expect, but as I had not had much experience with
other people, the excitement of feeling and playing
with another teen's cock was still great. I reached
forward and cupped the younger brother's crotch in my
hand and was delighted when he did the same to me. I
unzipped Phil's shorts and allowed them to fall to the
ground so that he was standing in only his Y-fronts,
which I could see were well filled. I slid my fingers
inside and made contact with his furry balls as Phil
removed my jeans and waited as I stepped out of them.
We each removed out T-shirts and now we both standing
in our underwear. I wanted to spend a few moments
exploring his young body, but Phil could not wait any
longer and pulled my boxers down to reveal my raging
erection. He grinned widely as he grasped the cock
shaft and gently felt its length and then squeezed the
spongy head very gently with his fingers. As he did
so, he whispered,

"Mmm, nice, very nice indeed!! Just as good if not
better than the pictures on the computer and the real
thing too!!"

I was in heaven but I wanted to return the favour so I
pulled Phil's Y-fronts out and down off the bulging
crotch and watched as the cock inside twanged back and
slapped Phil's stomach. As I looked closely I realised
that there was something about the dick in front of me
that I had not expected. Unlike his brother, Matt,
Phil was cut!! I later discovered that this had
occurred when the younger brother was very small
because of a medical condition, but at the time I was
surprised that in the same family two brothers could
have pricks that looked so different. I must have
looked surprised because Phil's face took on an
expression of concern, but I quickly recovered and
said,

"Wow!! This is a real beauty Phil!! I agree with you,
the real thing is so much better than the internet
picture you were looking at!!"

Phil's was the first cut cock that I ever had the
pleasure of examining closely apart from my own that
is. One thing I noted was that my dick was a darker
colour than Phil's and had far less skin left on it,
my glans seemed to be an extension of the rest of the
shaft. Phil on the other hand had a dick with a
pinkish head and a small amount of bunched skin just
below the ridge. In some respects, Phil's cock looked
similar to his brother's in terms of colour, only cut.
It suddenly dawned on me how many different shapes,
sizes and colours of cock there must be and how
exciting it would be to encounter such a wide range.
That afternoon, Phil and I spent a happy hour
discovering each other up in his bedroom and we able
to bring each other to orgasm just before his mother
returned to the house.

Over the weeks that followed, at no time did either
brother mention the other and I was pleased that I was
having sex with each of them, although aware that I
was satisfying different needs in each case. I was
able to continue to help Matt out with his desires
when Mandy had failed to satisfy him and at the same
time was able to develop a relationship with his
younger brother that satisfied my interests and his a
lot better. Unlike his older brother, Phil had no
qualms about oral sex and we quickly moved on to
making that out chosen means of reaching sexual
fulfilment. After a while, we even tried anal
penetration but I was not that keen and found it
rather painful, although Phil was happy to allow me to
enter him if he or I had the urge to do so.

So, that was why I was now in Phil's bedroom, naked
and being given his finest treatment. I knew that he
would not resist for long the temptation to suck my
flared prick head into his mouth and I was not
disappointed. I felt his mouth move slowly up from
kissing my enlarged balls, up the sensitive underside
of my hard shaft and over the ridge of my exposed
glans before Phil's tongue finally stopped to tease my
piss slit. I was leaking pre-cum quite liberally by
now and my partner was lapping up every last drop and
mixing it with his saliva as he engulfed my expanding
glans inside his warm mouth. I moaned delightedly and
started to thrust up pushing my shaft deeper into the
recess of Phil's throat. I watched as the younger
teen's head bobbed enthusiastically up and down my
straining cock and was pleased to note that, at last,
Phil had reached inside his bulging jeans and
liberated his own rock hard prick, which he was
wanking in time to his nodding head movements. I tried
unsuccessfully to manoeuvre myself into a position in
which I could take Phil's pre-cum leaking cock into my
mouth but without the effective use of my hands it was
impossible. Phil noticed my attempt but did nothing to
help as he was determined that I should have his full
attention and needed his special care. Indeed, if
anything he moved himself further away from me and
concentrated on bringing me to full satisfaction.

I knew I was getting close and Phil was also not far
behind me. We had been with each other so many times
by now that we both knew the telltale signs. My
breathing became ragged, the ache in my balls was
approaching the unbearable stage and then a wonderful
tingle of relief began to build and I felt my prick
shaft twitch and swell as ball cream began to surge up
towards my expanded piss slit. Phil could tell I was
about to cum and he gripped my cock tightly with his
lips and waited until the first pulse rocketed spunk
out and hard against the roof of his mouth. I screamed
with pleasure and relief as the younger teen took my
cum down his throat,

"Oh yes!!  Oh fuck yes!! Oh yes, I needed that!!
Thanks, Phil!!!"

The first blast was then followed by a series of
equally strong jets as the accumulated spunk from my
ten-day drought was lifted and the pent up jizz gained
its release. I was amazed that Phil was able to cope
with so much cum but he swallowed all but a few drops
without gagging. Even the small amount that escaped
the first time was quickly slurped up by my young
partner who by now was also about to add his own
spunky tribute by shooting all over my chest. Still
gripping my softening and increasingly sensitive dick
between his lips, Phil moved so that I could clearly
see his red and angry piss slit expand as it prepared
to shoot. With a loud gasp my young partner fired
three strong volleys of spunk onto my naked body and
then, finally letting my prick slip from his lips Phil
fell forward on top of me trapping the slimy creamy
between us and spreading it around our bodies.

We lay in this position for several minutes before we
were able to speak or breathe normally again and then
we heard a car in the drive and, with Phil's expert
help, I got dressed again and was sitting downstairs
before the rest of the family were in the house. Matt
and Phil's mum saw me and said,

"I hope you haven't been waiting long. I'll give Matt
a piece of my mind when he gets back from wherever
he's gone, he really should have told you he was going
out. Did he know you were coming today? Was Phil in? I
hope he entertained you properly if he was!!"

"To be fair, I don't think I told Matt I was coming
over today so don't blame him", I replied, "and in any
case, yes Phil looked after me very well, very well
indeed!"

Just at that moment Phil appeared in the door and, as
his mum bustled around the kitchen making some tea, he
and I exchanged a knowing glance.

THE END

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