Date: Mon, 6 Dec 2004 08:24:42 +0000 (GMT)
From: Chris Walton <deathscythe2004uk@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Welcome To My World Part 2

This story contains explicit details about sex between minors. It is
fiction and has no basis in reality whatsoever. If you are not of legal age
to read this story or the laws in your area do not permit it, leave now.

Here's the second part of my story. Hope you like it! Any comments or
idea's can be sent to my e-mail which is at the bottom.

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Previously

"What's wrong?" he asked with a slightly shaky voice.  I just looked at him
and thought that it that it must have been a dream and that my overactive
teen mind was playing tricks on me.

I looked at him and smiled through my hangover.

"Nothing," I said "You ever had a dream that just seemed so real you
thought I was for a while?"

He looked up at me and his expression softened slightly.

"Yeah I get those dreams all the time," he suddenly had a very cheeky grin
on his face "Welcome to my world!"

Chapter two

For the next few days my mind was lost in thought about what had
happened. While I couldn't remember the event I knew that something had
gone on, the biggest clue was that I had a boner for the whole of the day
after. All I could remember was flashes of emotion if that's possible. I
remembered the feeling, how good it was. But I just couldn't remember
details. Eventually I just shrugged it off as a dream.

The next three weeks went by without any major problems. The only 2 things
of importance happened. The first was that Becky broke up with me. She said
I was too obsessed with sex and that I was never considerate of her
feelings. BULLSHIT!! Who was the one who stayed at her house for two weeks
when her grandfather died? Me. Who cheered her up and abandoned all his
plans when she was bummed out about her exams? Me. Who was the guy that got
his ear pierced twice because she said it would look good, and then got his
nipple pierced the week after only to get dumped by her 2 days after that?
Me. The nipple ring came out right after she finished with me, it hurt like
hell but I felt better for it, I felt stupid with it in anyway. I left the
earrings in though, they did look kinda cool, but I'd never admit it to
her.

The other was that my parents had moved back to the UK and I had moved back
in with them.and that was not my idea since it meant me sharing a room
again with my younger brother, and i really didnt want him there, what if i
wanted to jack?! but as my legal guardians they decided it would be best if
i moved back in with the family. This sucks! My dad had got another
promotion and was transfered back to his old office. That meant that my
younger brother and my 2 sisters were back, and that i wasnt looking
forward to. Dont get me wrong, I love them with all my heart, but fuck me
they get on my nerves! My 13 year old brother Andy is cool i guess, but he
just never says anything, and aftre trying to start conversations with him
for hours i get a little annoyed. Then there was Louren, my oldest
sister. She was the one we dont really talk about to friends. She's the
trouble maker, and at 12 it's oly gonna get worse. And that leaves Stacey
whos 10. She is the sweetest girl alive and would never do a thing wrong,
but ever since she was 4 she's been stuck in that 'but why?' phase and
shows no sigh of leaving it. She follows every question with another and
wen she has the answers you get 'but why?' Trust me, it takes all my skill
not to pick her up and throw her across the room. And I had a year or more
of this, oh joy.

But now the summer was over, school was about to start. Another year of
boring lessons with boring teachers. I woke up to greet a new stain on the
mattress, since beaky had broken up with me I hadn't really been jerking
off that much, never felt like it, but that meant wet dreams, and lots of
them.

"Fuck!" I thought to myself, "another awkward stare from Mom when she
changes my sheets."

I positioned my morning wood so that no-one could tell and stumbled to the
bathroom to shower. Once again I got lost in a daydream and found myself
running late. When I finally got down the stairs my family were giving me
that `late again' look they had so perfectly mastered. My Dad had his head
buried in some crossword puzzle that was obviously more important than
talking to his wife and children, but hey, that's my Dad. My two sisters
were trying ever so hard not to talk to each other which meant that they
had had one of they're argument that they had like every other day. And as
for my brother Craig, I think he has actually mastered sleeping, eating,
and watching TV at the same time.

"Joe? Honey? Are you listening to me? JOE!!"

My Dad sprang to attention as my Mom gave him her yell. She had him trained
pretty well because there was no way that us kids could get his attention
when he was doing one of his damned puzzles.

"Huh? What? I'm sorry Hun, were you saying something?"

"I was trying to tell you that you're taking the girls to school today. I
have to pick up a coat from the dry-cleaners on the way to work and that's
on the way to they're school." She turned to face us kids. "I'm working
late tonight, so that means that you'll be on your own for a few hours
after school. No fights, no long phone calls, no pay-per-view, no teasing
the neighbours and NO going in that damned shelter!! You know it's not
safe!"  The shelter was and old bomb shelter in the back yard. My brother
and I used to use it as a fort or a hide-out when we were kids. It wasn't
really dangerous but my Mom was convinced it was gonna collapse on us.

We all nodded our heads and said nothing, we knew not to talk back to our
Mom, we never win. At that she rushed me and Craig out to the car and got
us off to school. School was not something I was looking forward to. We
attended `West Hill School for Boys', a very old school that liked to think
that just because it was grant maintained (it raised its own money), it was
some kind of upper-class school for the rich kids. That was far from the
case, it wasn't very particular about whom it let in, and as a result we
had some low-life's in our midst. My school is stupid!

As I got in the school yard I searched around for my friends. I finally
spotted them, Marc, Steve, John, Dan and...Dominic!! My mind was suddenly
filled with thoughts of my dream, or what I thought was a dream and felt
myself stiffening slightly. The strange thing was that I was pleased to see
him, and was excited to talk to him again, I couldn't figure out why. I
managed to get control of my growing cock and walked over to say hi.

"Hey! I didn't know you were coming here. Which form are you in?"

Dominic's face reddened slightly when I spoke to him and I was sure his
eyes were starting to wander. He quickly shot his glance back up to eye
level and smiled.

"Yeah I'm starting today. I'm in 10H."

"No way! I'm in 10H! Which G group are you in?"

A form was the group we were in to register and a G group was the group we
attended classes in. They went from 1-7 depending on intelligence. The G
actually stood for group, but over the years they had become known as G
groups. So technically they were now called Group groups. I said my school
was stupid!

He got out a piece of paper, most likely his timetable.

"Um...I'm in G4."

"I'm in G4!! Cool, you'll be the first guy I hang with who's in the same
group as me. These guys are either too smart or too stupid!"

At that the bell rang and I led him to our form room. I walked in to find
Mr Butler standing in his usual place with his usual dopey grin. He was ok,
but also kinda lame. He used to try to laugh and joke with the kids but he
didn't realise that his humour was a few decades out of date. And the way
he used to comb his hair so that the grey on his temples would just be
covered up enough so that it didn't look quite as grey as it actually did.

Luckily that part of the day goes by pretty quick and we were out of
there. Our first lesson was sports. As per usual the teachers were evil and
chose the most torturing sport they could imagine, cross-country
running. Now don't get me wrong, I like running, our school year starts in
September, and in England September means cold.  We managed to pull that
off but when I got back to school I was really looking forward to a nice
warm shower.

I started to undress and walk over to the communal showers and got
under. Dominic soon followed. But something wasn't right. He'd gone really
pale and was keeping both hands firmly clamped over his junk. I tried not
to look but I was really confused about what was wrong with him. When we
walked over to the benches where our clothes were I just sat down and took
a little rest like most of the guys did. That's when I found out what was
wrong with him. As he got hold of his towel I got a glimpse of his dick,
not the whole thing, but just an inch or so of his shaft. It was hard!!

I couldn't believe it! Dominic had a boner! Suddenly my own cock started to
rise, and the way I was sat it was clearly visible to all the other guys
were they to look. But one guy was looking, and I think you can guess who!
I very quickly covered up and tried to talk the situation away as if it had
never happened, but he saw.

After school I met my brother outside school and we walked home. As usual
the first thing we did was go upstairs and change out off our uniform. I
just flopped down on my bed while Craig went over to his bed and started to
undress for a shower. I'd never really noticed my brother's body before. He
was just turned 13 and starting to develop nicely. His smooth back and
developing chest. He took off his pants to reveal a perfectly shaped bubble
butt in a pair of briefs. Then he took them off. His ass was perfect, nice
and rounded and shaped to perfection. Then he turned around and for the
first time in a year or two I saw his cock. It was nice, about 3 and a half
inches long, uncut (as was I, and most of the guys in my country), with a
nice little bush of sandy pubic hair. His balls hung just below the head
with a few stray hairs growing on them.  My cock was hard as a rock, and as
I stared I couldn't believe I was looking at my own brother in this way. I
thought of turning my head but was too late.

"What the hell are you looking at perv!!?"

He'd noticed me. He glanced down and noticed the bulge in my pants. He
quickly covered up and headed out of the room.

"I'm not even gonna try and handle this one! I'm taking a shower, we'll
talk later!"

I couldn't believe what I had just done. Craig as my brother, and looking
at him had given me a hard on! I was just way too confused. Just then my
cell phone rang.

"Hey, it's Dominic. You want to come over to my house for a while? My folks
won't be home for a few hours and I'm kinda bored. I can meet you at the
bus station and walk you from there."

There was no way I was gonna stick around for my bro to quiz me on what had
just happened.

"Yeah sure. I'll meet you there in 10 minutes."  "Cool, we can have fun!"

To be continued...

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Well that was part 2! Any comments post to deatscythe2004uk@yahoo.co.uk.