Date: Fri, 16 Jan 1998 20:29:19, -0500
From: MR NICHOLAS ROMANOV <XHKZ23D@prodigy.com>

The following is a pure work of fiction and is the property of
and the creation of the mind of the author.  It is prepared for
the Nifty Archive's and may not be duplicated any where else
with out the specific permision of the author.  If you are
offeded by sexual behavour between human beings of the same
gender or are under the legal age to read or view materials of
an adult nature please do not venture forward.  Also the author
does not condone or recomend sexual activities between teenagers
under the age of consent and he realizong that this type of
activity does not go on in the real world, makes this even a
greater work of fiction.  (Boy do I live in an imaginary world.)


My Brother's a Perfect A/H

by

Nicky Romanov


I had always known that my brother, Tommy and his best friend,
George were perfect assholes.  But just how perfect was only
learned later when I was 16 years old.   

Now Tommy and George are a year older than me and quite big
jocks in school.  They both are over six feet tall and well
built.  In fact they look more like brothers with their coal
black hair and almost identical builds than Tommy and I.  Tommy
takes after my dad's side of the family and I take after our
mother's.  I am only 5'9" tall and have a swimmers build.  I
don't have the pec's and abs that they have and they have always
shoved me around.  

Our mother died when I was 10 and Dad has raised us by himself. 
He works for an airline and is gone most of the time leaving us
alone after Tommy turned 16.  With Tommy in charge of course. 
George lives about a block away with his mother. His parents are
separated.  He and Tommy have been best friends since they were
about 8 years old.  George's mother works nights, so he is
always hanging around our place.  

Right after our mother died our Uncle Bob stayed with us when
Dad was away.  Uncle Bob was my mother's baby brother.  He was
nice to hang around.  He and I looked a lot alike.  In fact we
looked like brothers.  We had the same coloring and build.  He
always stood up for me with Tommy and George.  I remember one
time when they decided to pants me, he made them give me back my
pants and underwear.  I was only 11 and had not started puberty
yet, but was at that awkward and sensitive age where I was
embarrassed by being half naked in front of them.  I was crying
when Uncle Bob caught them and gave me my pants back.  He held
me and told me that it was all right.  I told him that I was
crying because they were making fun of my little uncircumcised
penis.  He patted me on the head and told me not to worry that
it would very soon grow, and that I would be proud to show it
off if I inherited the famous Jones snozzoola.  That made me
laugh and feel better.

Uncle Bob had to go to the service right after that and he was
not around when I went through puberty.  I could not talk to my
dad and we had a live in housekeeper that was an old spinster,
so I could not talk to her.  I was more embarrassed after I went
through puberty.  Uncle Bob was right it did grow, and then kept
growing.  I had become a freak.  My cock had grew to over 11
inches and looked even larger on my frame by the time I really
found out what perfect assholes my brother and his friend were.  

When Uncle Bob got out of the service he got an apartment near
us.  He had been an MP while in the service and presented us
with his collection of hand cuffs when he got out.  Tommy and
George thought it was neat to wear one or two pairs on their
belts when we went out.  They were always talking about how they
would like to get some girl and handcuff her, then fuck her
silly.  They even threatened to hand cuff me a couple of times,
but knew that I would tell Uncle Bob and he would take the cuffs
back.

The summer all of this happened, Dad had bought a car for Tommy.
It was an old junker and he had a hard time keeping it running.
It was a convertible, but the top was in so bad of a  condition
that you had to keep it down.  Tommy and George liked to cruise
around at night and show off to the girls and raise hell in
general.  Since Tommy was in charge, they had to take me with
them.  They really embarrassed me at times.  They even got into
several fights with other guys.  I just stayed in the car and
kept my mouth shut.  They should have also.

One night, while driving around both Tommy and George had taken
their shirts off and were really being shitty.  I knew that they
had both been drinking beer and smoking dope.   At a spot near
the beach we had parked in an area where all the kids in town
hung out.  They decided to get out of the car and sit on the
hood to show off their chests to all of the chicks that were
hanging around.  When George got out he let the door swing wide
and it struck a car next to ours.  It contained four mean
looking dudes that were in their twenties.  Two of the guys got
out and looked at the side of their car.  The guy driving was
big wearing tight jeans and a leather jacket.  He looked at
George and said, "What the hell are you punks doing?  Look at
the scratch you put on my rod, man."

Right then, I knew we were in trouble and suggested to Tommy
that we get the hell out of there.  But those two never knew
when to keep their mouth shut.   Tommy got out of the car and
started mouthing off to the guys.  Pretty soon the fists were
flying and the other two guys got out and it was two to four.  I
stayed in the car and kept my mouth shut.

Both Tommy and George were being held with their arms twisted
behind their backs by two of the guys.  The other two were
sucker punching them in the stomach.  George had a bloody nose. 
One of the guys kneed him right in the groin and he threw up.  
Tommy started to scream profanities at them and threatening
them.  He called the one that kneed George a faggot.  The guy
just looked at him and smacked him across the face.  "I'll show
you who the faggots are around here."   One other said, "Why
don't we have a little fun with these two shitheads."  Another
said, "Shit yes, lets take them down the beach and show them
what real men do to punks like them."

I could see that both Tommy and George now were scared.  They
shoved them into the back of their car and the two that were
holding them got in with them.  They other two held a conference
and I could not hear what they were saying.  Up to then they had
just ignored me, but the driver walked over to the car and asked
me where the key to the hand cuffs were that Tommy and George
were wearing.  I told him it was on a chain around Tommy's neck.
 He reached in and told the two guys in the back seat.  He
walked back over to our car looked in and saw two more pair of
the cuffs and gave them to the guys.  He told me to be quiet and
that I would not be hurt.  By this time I was scared.

The driver got in his car, and I thought that when they left I
would run and call the cops.  But, they had figured on this and
the fourth guy got behind the wheel of our car and started the
engine.  He turned to me and said, "Look kid, we know that you
did not have anything to do with this and we are not going to
hurt you.  But, we have to take you along so you don't run to
the cops.  You just do as you are told and you won't be hurt." 
I asked him what they were going to do.  He told me that they
felt that Tommy and George needed to be taught a lesson.  In a
way I thought they were right, but at the same time I did not
want Tommy to be hurt.  George, I did not care about.  He was
the one that usually got us into trouble.  The other car pulled
out and we did the same, but heading in another direction.  I
asked where we were going.   He told me that we were going to
get some beer and then meet the others later.   Actually, he
seemed like an OK dude.  He told me his name was Joe.  I told
him mine was also, but that they called me Joey.  He asked me
what I was doing hanging around with two shitheads like Tommy
and George.  I told him that Tommy was my brother.

We stopped at a convience store and he told me to stay in the
car.  I decided that if I tried to run for it that it would only
be harder on Tommy.  I decided it was better to go along with
this.  At least that way I would know where they had taken my
brother.   He came back with two cases of beer.  He asked if I
would like to get in the front seat as he put the beer in the
back.  I climbed over the seat and we headed back towards the
beach.  When we reached the beach road we headed south.  I knew
that after about 5 miles down the road we would leave the beach
houses behind and then there was another 20 miles of deserted
beach before we reached civilization again.  In fact we had
camped many times on the beach and would spend the whole weekend
sometimes with out seeing another human being.

About 10 miles down the road we spotted their car pulled off
into the dunes and Joe pulled up beside the car and cut off the
motor.  He turned to me and placed his hand gently on my
shoulder and said, "Look, Joey, if you keep your mouth shut and
do as you are told, I will see that you won't get hurt."  "What
are you going to do to Tommy and George?" I asked.   He said,
that they would not be hurt bad either, that they just was going
to have some fun and teach them a lesson.  He asked me if I
would help carry the beer and I told him I would.  We headed
over the dunes and walked for about a half mile.  They had built
a fire and the three guys were sitting around it on blankets. 
They had been waiting for us.  There was a full moon and the
night was clear and I could see very well.   I spotted Tommy and
George.  There was a large tree that had been washed up by a
previous storm and they were both bent over the trunk and I
could see that their hands had been cuffed to their ankles. 
They only were wearing their jeans.  They were bare footed to
allow their ankles to be cuffed.  I could not see their faces
only their butts were sticking up in the air.  I almost laughed
at the sight.   I asked Joe if I could talk to them and he
nodded.   I walked around the log and knelt down to talk to
Tommy.  He asked if I was OK.  I told him that they had not
bothered me.  He was scared shitless.  He asked what they were
going to do to them.  I honestly told him that I did not know. 
He asked me to run for it and get help.  I told him that I would
if I could.

I returned where the other four sat drinking their beer.  Joe
motioned for me to set down beside him and he handed me a beer. 
 He introduced me to the other three.  The drivers name was
Dave,  he was tall and had long blond hair and a mustache.  Then
there was Raoul, he was definitely Hispanic and built short and
stocky.  You could tell that there was not an ounce of fat on
his body just well defined muscle.  The last guy was Mark and he
was tall and slim.  He looked a little scruffy, like a hippie. 
He wore jeans that were torn at the knees and near his crotch.  
Dave said to me, "Joey, we don't want to take a chance that you
are going to run out on us before we teach these two faggots a
thing or two, so we want you to strip naked and give your
clothes to Joe."

I just sat there.   I could not strip, then these guys would
know what a freak I had between my legs.  Joe looked at me and
said, "Go ahead, Joey,  you won't be hurt.  I will just take
your clothes over into the dunes and later I will tell you how
to find them."  I stood up and took off my shirt, then my shoes
and socks.  I dropped my jeans and handed them to Joe.  He shook
his head and said, "The underwear too."  I slowly lowered them
over my butt and when my prick came into view, Dave gave out a
long whistle.  "God, look at the weapon on that kid." Raoul
said.  Mark reached over and lifted my flaccid 11 inches in the
palm of his hand and said, "What I would give for a piece of
meat hanging between my legs like that."  I sort of felt
embarrassed, but also a sort of pride that they did not think I
was a freak.

He dropped my prick and said to the others, "Lets get started,
the sight of that donkey dick is making me horny."  Joe got up
and disappeared into the dunes with my clothes.  When he got
back he told the other guys to go ahead and have some fun, that
he would just sit with me and watch the show.

By this time I was getting an idea of what was going to happen. 
But, when the three walked over to my brother and George and
pulled out a large knife, I started to get scared again.  Joe
saw this and told me not to worry, that they were not going to
cut the guys.  I watched as Raoul took the knife and began
cutting the legs of George's jeans.  He cut them up to the
waist, then the waist and soon George was only wearing his
underwear.  Then he repeated the same thing with Tommy.  Dave
picked up the tattered jeans and threw them in the fire. 
Tommy's wallet had fallen out and I picked it up and slipped it
under the blanket.   George's went into the fire.

Mark grabbed Tommy's underwear and pulled them down to his
ankles saying. "Now, I want to see some butt."  Raoul slid the
knife into the waist band of George's shorts and soon they were
in shreds.  He threw them to Joe and he added them to the fire,
soon Tommy's joined them.

Now here was a sight to be seen.  There was Tommy my big tough
brother bare assed naked with his butt up in the air bent over
with his asshole winking at us.  His big tough friend was in the
same position.   For some reason, the sight and the thought of
what was going to happen to them began to make my cock rise and
fill with blood.  It was then that I knew what perfect assholes
my brother and George were.  Perfect for fucking and I knew that
is what the four guys had in mind.  Joe stood up and walked over
to Tommy and George and called me over to him.  He pulled me
around in front of Tommy and shoved me close to Tommy's face. 
He stood behind me and reached around and grabbed my cock and
began rubbing it all over his face.  Tommy was crying.  Then he
repeated the same thing to George.  Then we returned to the
blanket.  While this was going on the other three had stripped
naked.   God, they were all hunks and well hung.  Dave had a
good nine inches swinging between his legs and it was thick. 
Mark was longer maybe ten inches but not as thick, but Raoul had
a monster between his legs.  It was only nine inches but very
thick and uncircumcised.  They were all getting hard and this
sight made me even get harder.  I looked over to Joe and
wondered what he looked like naked.  He had taken off his jacket
and was only wearing a tank top and his jeans.   As I looked at
him, he smiled at me and started to pull his boots off.  Then he
pulled off his shirt and I saw that he had rings in both his
nipples.  His chest was smooth except for a small tuft of hair
in the center.  He raised his ass and slid his pants and shorts
down to his ankles and threw them aside.  He now was naked also.
 His cock was not big, but was beautiful.  For some reason, I
wanted to reach out an touch it.  I had never done anything with
another guy and was confused by my thoughts.

Mark and Dave walked around in front of Tommy and George.  Dave
said, "I think I want some head from these cocksuckers before I
plow their ass."  I heard Tommy whimper and begin to sob. 
George did not make any noise.  I looked at him and below his
ass I could see that his cock was hard.  The two guys tried to
get their cocks into the two boys mouths, but apparently they
were shut tight.   Mark said, "Well, it looks like these two
cock suckers need to be convinced that they want to suck a load
out of us, Dave."  Raoul said, "I guess I better take control." 
He stood behind the boys, and reached down and took Tommy's low
hanging nuts into his left hand and George's balls in his right.

"Now as I squeeze and they yell shove it to them boys."  Joe
stood up to get a better view and I joined him.  He began with
Tommy first.  As he squeezed and pulled hard on his nuts,
Tommy's started tossing his head back and forth, his black hair
tossing around.  Dave grabbed his head and held it steady
between his hands.  Soon I heard Tommy shriek as Raoul gave a
fierce tug on his nuts.  The shriek soon was muffled as Dave
shoved his cock down Tommy's throat.  I walked over closer to
get a better view and Joe followed me.  He stood behind me and
put his arms around me to keep me from going closer.  I felt his
hard cock poking me in the ass.  Tommy looked over at me with
tears streaming down his face as Dave pumped his hard rod in and
out.  He told Tommy to watch his teeth or Raoul would work on
his nuts again.  He ordered Tommy to start using his tongue on
his cock.  Raoul let Tommy's balls drop and I saw that Tommy was
sporting a boner.  As Raoul pulled back on George's nuts, George
opened his mouth and began to suck on Mark.   He said, "Well,
this one did not take much convincing."

Joe and I returned to the blankets.   He sat down and pulled me
down between his legs and back toward him.  He wrapped his arm
around me and asked me if I was OK.  I nodded.  He started
playing with my cock and whispered in my ear, "Do you mind?"  I
shook my head and lay back against him.  It felt good.  I felt
safe in his arms.  I could feel his cock nudging me in my ass
crack, and his hard nipples and the rings on my back.  He just
slightly rubbed my cock and fondled my balls.  I think I wanted
more, but was afraid to ask.  He asked me if I wanted to have
one of the boys suck my cock too.  I said, "no".   What I really
wanted was for Joe to take me and suck my cock then I wanted him
to fuck me.  But, I could not relay this to him.   

Raoul sat down behind Tommy and George and reach up with both
hands and grabbed their now hard cocks and started to jack them
off.  I saw Tommy begin to wiggle his ass as he got closer and
closer to cumming.  George was moaning around the cock that was
being shoved down his throat.  Soon Tommy tensed up and I saw
him shoot a large load into Raoul's hand.  Raoul took Tommy's
load and rubbed it into George's ass crack as he continued
pulling on his prick.  Soon George also was shooting into his
hand and he rubbed it on Tommy's asshole.  Raoul stood up and
began working his fingers in both boys ass holes using the
others cum as a lubricant.   Both boys were moaning and wiggling
their butts to try to keep him from penetrating them.  

I looked down at my cock in Joe's hand and it was swelling as I
watched this hot Hispanic guy work first one then two and three
fingers in and out of Tommy and George's virgin ass holes.  He
told the two guys that were fucking their faces that their asses
were ready for someone to pop their cherries.

Dave and Mark yanked their swollen members out of the boys
mouths and moved behind them.  They were both slowly pulling on
their own pricks as they positioned themselves behind my brother
and his friend.  Raoul said "Wait until I get in front,  I want
to see the look on their faces as you shove it to them."  He
grabbed both boys by the hair and pulled up their faces so he
could watch.  As if in sinq Dave and Mark took aim and rammed
their hard swollen cocks all the way into both boys.  The
screams were terrible as the pain hit them.    They just stood
there with their cocks embedded in the assholes to let them get
use to the stretching of their holes.  Then they slowly began to
pull out and shove back in.  Both Tommy and George began to
moan.  I heard George speak for the first time since all of this
had began as he asked Raoul if he could suck his cock.   

Joe was working on my cock and I was getting close to dropping a
load myself.  He asked me if I was OK and I told him I was
getting ready to shoot.  He stopped playing with my cock and
move in front of me.  He lay me back on the blanket and knelt
between my legs.  I felt for the first time a mouth begin to
devour my love meat.  He licked under my foreskin and forced it
back over my glands with his lips as his tongue began to lick
the glands.   He soon took a plunge and I felt the head of my
cock hit the back of his throat and keep going until it was
lodged in his mouth and his nose was in my pubic hair.  I began
to shoot immediately and he did not miss a drop.  I lay back
exhausted as he continued to suck me until I grew soft in his
mouth.  Then he gently rubbed my stomach and chest as he kissed
all over my groin.  I had never felt the glow that I was feeling
then.   

I sat up and he offered me another beer and a cigarette.   I sat
there and watched as both Dave and Mark unloaded up Tommy and
George's ass.  When they pulled out I could see the cum dripping
out of both holes.  Dave and Mark both opened up a beer and
began to dress.   Raoul moved around behind the two boys and
said "Enie, Mine, Moe.  Now which ass hole do I want to fuck." 
Joe got up and said, "Well, make up your mind, because the other
one is mine."  Soon Raoul was humping George's ass and Joe was
ploughing into Tommy.  Both boys were moaning and begging to be
fucked harder.  I was getting turned on again.  Dave looked at
my cock as it began to grow to it's full 12 inches and told me
that when they left, the two would be mine and I could take my
time and enjoy.  

Raoul and Joe did not take long to add their loads to the two
boys asses.  Raoul, moved in front of Tommy and told him to lick
him clean and I watched my big rough and butch brother stick out
his tongue and begin to lick his cock clean of the cum and
George's ass juices.

When the four had dressed, Joe pulled me aside and kissed me
gently on the mouth and our tongues entwined.   He pulled back
and told me how to find my clothes but told me not to get them
until I heard them blow their horn.  The four left.

They did not give me the hand cuff key.  I went over to Tommy,
and knelt down in front of him.  He was eyeing my big cock as I
asked him what to do.  I saw George lick his lips as he told me
to go call for help.  I asked, who I should call.  He told me to
call Uncle Bob, that maybe he had a spare key.   As I stood, I
noticed that both boys were still sporting boners.   I threw
more wood on the fire and helped them both drink a beer and
headed toward where my clothes were.

About a mile down the road I found a telephone box.  As I
reached into my pocket for some change, I felt a piece of paper.
 I pulled it out and read the short note that was written on it.
 It just said, "Hope you are OK, Joe."  Then there was a
telephone number and address and a final, "If you need to talk,
call me."

I put some coins in the box and called my Uncle Bob.  He was a
little upset and I did not tell him much, just that I needed the
key.  I figured the less he knew the better Tommy would be.  He
agreed to bring me the key.

I got back into the car and waited.  It was good to be alone and
to be able to think every thing out.  I had a lot to think about.

Back on the beach Tommy and George were quiet.  

Tommy:

Wow, that was something else.  God, this is uncomfortable, what
must George be thinking.  He saw me get off on sucking another
guys cock and getting fucked up the ass.  Could he tell that I
loved it.  I only wish it had been his cock.  How many times
have I jacked off fantasizing that he was the one I had down my
throat.  How will I explain what happened.

George:

Well, the shit is out in the open now, Tommy knows that I am a
faggot.  I guess this ends one long friendship.  What am I going
to say.  How will he handle this.  

Tommy, broke the silence, "You all right man?"

"Yeah, but my stomach is raw from rubbing against this log and
it is uncomfortable bent over like this.  Also I need to piss."

"Well go ahead and piss man.  I need to also."

"I can't in this position."

"Why the hell not?"

"If you have to know, I have a hard on and if I piss it will hit
me in the face.  In this position the head of my prick is aimed
right at my face."

"Know the feeling."

"You mean your hard too?"

"Yeah, and I am going to piss."

With that both boys started pissing and they were right it hit
both of them in the faces.  What each did not know was that both
boys opened their mouths and had a good drink.   They both
became quiet again.


(Continued in "Uncle Bob's tail")

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