Date: Wed, 30 Jun 2004 05:51:41 -0400 (EDT)
From: Robert Andrew Taylor <bob_boi@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Bob's Life chapter 1 (young friends?)

THE USUAL WARNINGS AND STUFF

(bb, tt, tb, mb, mt, incest, oral, anal, kink, fetish, consent)

Hey there.  I ripped this warning stuff off from my brother, who spent ages
putting it together.  It seems to say everything that needs to be said, so
why reinvent the wheel?  I made a few tweaks to add my touch to it though.

Warning, the following story depicts sexual activity based on real life
experiences forever etched in my vivid masturbatory memory.  I cannot
guarantee the verbatim accuracy of the all of the conversations depicted,
but I can guarantee the overall tone and direction of the conversations.

This story contains descriptions of sex activity involving related boys,
young boys and teen boys, along with an occasional adult male.  If this
subject matter doesn't float your boat, then don't read it.

In some cases, I have altered the names of some of the characters, and/or
certain organisations, to protect the guilty.

I retain the copyright to this story.  It's mine, so don't touch it without
my permission.  Placing this story on a web site or anywhere else without
my permission is a violation of that copyright.

E-mail me at Bob_brat@yahoo.ca and let me know what you think.
Constructive criticism and comments are more than welcome, but flames will
all have the curse of the ancient Pharaohs thrust upon them before being
ignored.

Now all that horse-pucky is dealt with, go pour yourself something to
drink, get nice and comfy, kickback and enjoy.

Sincerely,
Bobby

SUMMARY OF STORIES IN THIS SERIES

1) ROBERT and MARK
Story of two brothers becoming more than just brothers.

2) ROBERT and GREG
Story of young love.

3) THE BROTHERHOOD
Everything becomes official.

4) A COMPLICATED AFFAIR
Intertwined lives, with one degree of separation.

5) A RIVER OF RIVER RATS.
Greg's friends and my educators.

6) BRINGING WORK HOME.
A new friend.

7) A MIDDLE BROTHER.
The family grows.


AN OVERVIEW OF THE PEOPLE FROM THIS SERIES.

Aaron
14 year old RiverRat.  * absolutely stunning*

Bob (a.k.a.: Me/Bobby/Robert/RAT)
Mark's brother. 18 year old currently attached to Greg.

Derek (a.k.a.: Kink-mistier)
Greg's 13 year old friend and first real sexual contact, and head RiverRat.

Gary (a.k.a.: The Innocent one.)
My 17 year old net brother and best buddy.

Greg (a.k.a.: G)
Sweet 13 year old currently attached to me.

Mark (a.k.a Turkey Lips.)
My 20 year old brother and first real sexual contact.  Currently attached
to Rocky. 

Paul
Derek's 16 year old brother and instructor.

Rocky (a.k.a.: Studman)
Mark's 17 year old boyfriend, and almost Greg's brother-in-law.

Tim (a.k.a Shank)
A 17 year old friend from work.  *Colossal*

Trevor (A.k.a.: Trev)
A real sweet 14 year old.  Tyler's Twin bro.  Not into most of the
RiverRat's games, but a good sport though. 

Tyler (a.k.a.: Ty)
Very open and honest 14 year old.  Trevor's Twin bro.


Wow, I've told this story to a few selected buds before, but this is the
first time that I've really sat down and had to think of the details, and I
hope that it works out better than the normal 30 second story telling.  I
don't intend to make this a pornographic-jack off-work of art, I just hope
to tell it as it was.

I guess the first thing to cover is a little about myself.  My name is
Robert, and I turned 18 last December.  I'm about 6'1" tall and weigh in at
about 165 pounds.  I work as a lifeguard at a local pool, so I'm in fair
shape. I'm not a jock at all, preferring indoor activities to running
around sweating my family jewels off.  I have brown eyes and jet-black hair
thanks to the East Asian genes (East Indian) donated by my mom.  I have one
brother, Mark, who is about 2 years older than me, no sisters, but a shit
load of cousins.  Mark and I had an adopted brother, Steve, who died 2
years ago.

Mark and I had a pretty normal older/younger brother childhood.  Mark
fulfilled his big bro role by causing me periods of terror followed by
periods of being my best friend.  As the years rolled by, we have grown
closer and closer in every way possible, and actually enjoy each other's
company now.

Anyway, back to our story.

Mark and I shared a room all of our lives, and since neither of us could
ever be accused of being on the shy side, we saw each other in the buff on
more than one occasion.  I had always been curious about other guys bodies,
especially their hidden parts, and never missed an opportunity to check
Mark's hidden parts out.  I wasn't perving over him, just curious.  Seeing
Mark naked made me feel a little more "normal" since, as far as I was
concerned, we were the only two boys in the world that weren't circumcised,
and I had been the object of ridicule from guys who had checked out my
hidden parts.

My curiosity and doubts about my self-normality spiked when Mark's
equipment stared to change before my eyes.  His dick suddenly grew bigger,
and his balls got bigger and hung low in what seemed to be an overnight
metamorphous.  After seeing his and then checking out my small winky and
little marbles in their tight sack, I was sure that I was destined to be
different and abnormal all my life, and just marvelled at my brother's
normal equipment.

There were times at night, after we had gone to bed, that I would hear Mark
grunting and groaning.  These sound effects were always in stereo whenever
he had one of his friends sleep over, and more often and not, his friend
would whisper "Mark, what about Bobby?  He might still be awake!"  Man,
that would really get my attention!  I wasn't a total idiot, I had had over
nighters with my friends and copped a grope or two, but I'm sure that
nether my friends or I had never moaned and groaned in any way even close
to Mark and his friends did.  See, I'm not normal because I didn't go
ape-shit when sleeping with a friend.

As with all boys, my group of friends would often get together and talk in
very whispered tones about things that were deemed to be "adult".  I don't
know why we all whispered about girls, boobs, underwear, cocks and balls,
but we did.  Maybe it's cuz we didn't want any of the younger guys hearing
about such things.  It was during one of these quiet discussions that one
of my buds mentioned jacking off and cumming, and I had absolutely no idea
on what he was talking about.  I knew about boners (what boy of any age
doesn't?) Dad had had a very simplistic version of "the talk" with me, but
lost me at the "boy seed" and "girl egg" part and the functions of various
body parts.  I had asked Mark to explain it to me, and he just rolled over
laughing telling me that when I was a bit older things would be easier to
explain.

My expert friend had told us that jacking off was when you touched our
boner and it made you "come" and feel really good.  I don't know how many
times that I would touch the tip of my boner with a finger and wait for the
earth to move. All I would get out of it was a bruised piss slit as I poked
and poked.  Oh well, still abnormal.

After a few more whispered talks with my friends, I finally made the
connection between my brother's nightly moans and groans and this
mysterious act of jacking off, and I made up my mind to have Mark fill me
in.

I remember the night as if it was yesterday.  In fact, it was the night
before my ninth birthday.  We were in our beds, and Mark started with his
sound effects.  My heart started racing and I whispered to him "Mark, are
you jacking off or coming?"  He laughed and asked how I knew about such
things.  I gave him the short version of my knowledge and my attempts to
"do it."  He laughed at me.  It was the first time we had ever talked about
boners, boy parts, moans and groans, and I thought I was in deep shit and
about to suffer the wrath that only a big bro can dish out.

Instead, he whispered, "Ok Bobby, I guess if you're old enough to ask and
try, then you're old enough to learn from a pro.  Come over here and I'll
show you what its all about."

I hoped out of my bed in a flash and padded over to his.  When I got there,
he said, "take your pjs off and hop in with me."  Pjs off?  For the first
time in my life I had reservations over exposing Bobby skin.  Somehow it
just seemed weird and not the right time.

I guess Mark sensed my apprehension and explained that we both had the same
parts and that jacking off is much better when you are naked.  We had seen
each other's tented pjs and underwear before, especially in the mornings,
but had never seen each other's boners in the flesh.  Then he added "I'm
naked, Bob, so you won't be the only one."

I slowly unbuttoned my pj top and took it off.  I slid the bottoms down
praying that Mark wouldn't laugh when he saw my hard cock.  Instead he
whispered with a giggle, "I see that you are ready for your first big boy
adventure."

Big boy adventure? Wow, I had made it to the big leagues!  That last
comment of his ripped away any inhibitions I might have had, and I slipped
my nude body into his bed.

"OK Mark, what is jacking off all about and why does it seem to be the
subject of everyone's conversations?"  I asked.

Mark giggled and started on another version of "the talk."

"Shit, Mark, you sound like Dad!", I was almost crying as I envisioned
another no sense very technical biology lession.

Mark gave me a light punch on my arm and said "Bob, you really know how to
hurt a guy.  I had the same talk with dad, and I don't intend to explain
the 'Mr. Seed' and 'Mrs. Egg' things to you.  If you are OK with it, I can
do a show and tell for you and try and answer your questions as best I
can."

Mark really had my attention now, and I was experiencing some strange, but
very good, feelings coming from my groin.

"Why shouldn't I be ok with it?", I asked Mark.

"No real reason, Bob.  It's just that some guys are a little freaked out
about two guys being naked together with boners, and most guys really freak
about brothers being naked with boners."

"Like being queer, Mark?", I asked.  I had heard lots of queer jokes in the
schoolyard and from some of my buds and had a faint idea what it was all
about.

Ok, he still had my attention, but I was so confused.  Bros see each other
naked all the time, and all boys get boners (unless dad had lied to me
about that).  I expressed myself to Mark the best I could finishing up with
"if you can't bone up with your bro and have him teach you what you should
know, who can you with?"

Mark giggled again and said that when it came to sex, most people had
sticks up their asses and that we would discuss this a bit more after the
"show and tell."

I told him that I didn't have a stick up my ass and that I couldn't make
the connection between a jacking off show and tell and sex.

"We'll make that connection when we talk about it later, Bobby.  Just
remember that you can say stop at any time when we do this.  OK?"

Mark sat up and turned on his bedside lamp and threw the covers off of us.
My eyes when right to his groin.  Shit, never in my wildest dreams could I
have ever imagined that a boy could have such a huge boner!  His foreskin
had rolled partially back, and there was a clear drop of something on his
piss slit.  I looked down at my mini-parts and frowned.  I guess he read my
mind and he told me that it will grow like his in a few years, and as it
does that my foreskin will roll back like his did.

"Bobby, does anything shoot out of your dick yet?", Mark asked.

More confusion raced through my mind.  Mark and I peed together most of the
time, and he knew that my pee came from my dick just like his did, so why
was he asking such a dumb question?

"You know that I pee like you do, Mark!"

"OK, Bobby, that answers my question." He said with another giggle, and
said the reason behind the question would be evident shortly.

I asked him what the stuff on his dick was cuz it didn't look like pee, and
again I got a giggle from him.

He then started a fascinating explanation of cum and it's relationship to
"Mr. Seed.", adding that the object of jacking-off was to make your boy
parts feel good and to produce cum.  He also informed me that I might not
be old enough to produce cum yet, but that my body would try anyway making
me feel almost as good.

This was getting more and more interesting although none of my basic
questions were being answered.

"Show me how, Mark!" I demanded of him as grabbing my little boner and
poked at it's head with my finger.

"My little brother is horny", Mark said with that damned giggle!

"What's horny?"

"Horny is what you are when you want to have sex or when you need to cum."

"If you say so, Mark.  All I know is that I have the biggest boner of my
life and that I want to get on with this and get my pjs back on, and if you
giggle at me again I'm gonna kick your ass."

"OK, OK, Bobby, I'm sorry about the giggles, I'm always a bit nervous
before I have sex with someone the first time and it makes me giggle."

There he went with the reference to sex again!  I was only gonna be 9 the
next day, but I knew enough that sex was for making babies.  That much I
got from dad's talk.

"First thing to know, Bobby, is that you have to have a boner to jack off"

I nodded and pointed to mine and then his.

"The most common way of doing it is to wrap your hand around it and then
move it up and down like this."

I watched his hand moved to his boner, grab it and started stroking.

I moved my hand to mine and started match his every move.  Man, it sure
felt a lot better that poking it with my finger!

"Why didn't you show me this before, Mark?"

"I wanted to, Bobby, but I had to make sure that you were ready first.  Now
take your other hand and touch yourself where ever it feels real good"

With that, his other hand ran down his chest to his groin and disappeared
between his legs.  I noticed that after a few seconds of his hand being
down there, that his hips started a subtle thrusting movement and a very
soft moan came from him.  I grinned thinking of what I had heard coming
from his side of the room those nights.

I put my other hand down between my legs in hopes of replicating what ever
Mark was doing.  OK, so my hand was between my legs.  Big deal, it didn't
make me feel like moaning, and sure as hell didn't feel as good as my hand
on my dick!

"Mark, what are you doing with the other hand?  I have mine there too and
its not doing anything."

Thinking of this right now, I'm sure that Mark must have died a thousand
deaths when I asked him that, but he didn't miss a beat, but I got another
giggle from him.

"Promise that you won't freak out on me, Bobby?"

"You know I won't, Mark, I want to learn all that you can teach me, and I
want to have the same good feelings that you get."

Mark smiled amd said, "Ok, Bobby, Just remember that YOU asked.  I played
with my balls a little first, and then I put a finger in myself."

I blinked and tried to understand what he was telling me."

"in where?" I asked.

"my butt", he whispered.

I was on the verge of freaking, my hand pulled away from my cock.  "Oh my
God!" I said.  "What does that have to do with jacking off and cumming?"

"feels like I'm having sex and getting fucked.", he replied quietly.

Now there was a word that I knew!  Fucking is when a man and woman mix
"Mr. Seed" and "Mrs. Egg" together and make a baby, but I was almost
certain that it didn't have anything to do with butts.

"You fuck, Mark?" I asked timidly.

"Yeah I do, Bobby."

"I know the difference between boys and girls, and don't understand how a
girl can fuck you."

"I don't do it with girls anymore, Bobby"

Ok, now I was feeling that my big bro was "one of those", and according to
what my buds have said, I was supposed to run as fast as I could.  There
was no way that I was gonna run from Mark.  This was the first time that he
was talking to me as an equal and I wasn't gonna screw it up.  Besides, I
was getting the feeling that he needed me to be really cool.

"OK, Mark, I think that I know what you're saying, but I'm confused.  I'm
not freaking and I want to understand.  You know how all the kids talk
about boys doing stuff with boys.  I've done some stuff, but I don't think
I've fucked yet.  Jimmy, Terry and I have felt each other's dicks and
balls, and compared boners.  We never went near the other's butt so I
really don't think we fucked.

"No, Bobby, I don't think you fucked either."  I could tell that he wasn't
very comfortable talking about this.

"Can I ask another dumb question?"

"go for it, lil bro."

"what does feeling like you are getting fucked have to do with jacking off
and cumming?"

Mark giggled again and immediately appoligised.

"Bobby, fucking is having sex, and jacking yourself off is having sex with
yourself."

That was gonna take a few minutes for me to digest.

"OK, Mark, I have to think about that for a while.  Do I have to put a
finger in my butt to jack off?"

"No, Bobby, there are only about two rules for what you have to do when you
jack off.  The first is that it really helps to have a boner, and the
second is that you do what feels good and ok for yourself.  What feels good
and is ok for me may note be good or ok for you."

That I understood cuz he likes green beans and they make me hurl.

"How will I know what is good and ok, Mark?"

"You will just know, Bobby"

Mark's hand was going a mile a minute on his cock, and his breathing had
changed.

"OK, Little bro, if ya wanna know what cumming is, you better pay attention
and watch."

My eyes went back to his groin.  I saw a lot of that thick fluid coming out
of his piss slit, and that his balls weren't hanging the way they were when
we first started this.  The hand between his legs was moving fast too, but
I couldn't see what it was doing.

With a fairly loud and familiar grunt, his hips shot up and his dick
exploded with spurts of a thick white gel like fluid.

"Shit, Mark, that was soooooo cool!  So, that's what cumming is!  How does
it feel?  Can you do it again?"

You guessed it, I got another giggle.  "yes, that's cum.  Bobby, meet
Mr. Seed.  It is probably the best feeling a boy can ever have.  And, no, I
can't do it again right away!"

I just stared at the puddles on his chest and tummy, and of the stuff
dripping from his cock.

"Will you think its gross if I touched it?"

"I touch it, Bobby, so if you wanna just go for it."

I reached over and touched one of the puddles with my finger tips.  It was
warm and slippery.  I brought my fingers to my nose and had a good sniff.
I thought it would smell like piss but it didn't.  It didn't smell bad.
You know, to this day I still don't know how to describe the smell of cum,
it just smells like cum.

My hand was back on my cock and I was determined to show my big bro that I
too could do the same as he had done.  I had never felt like this before
and if cumming was a better feeling, I just had to do it and soon!

"Slow down, Bobby, you're gonna hurt yourself."

"Oh man, I just have to do it too.  I want to cum just like you."

"Slow down and get a better hold on it."

"Show me, Mark"

"Are you sure, Bobby?"

"YESSSSSSSS, I'm not one of those guys who is gonna freak or anything""

with that Mark reached down and pushed my hand away from my cock and
wrapped his around it.  It felt a LOT better than my hand did on it!  He
started to slowly jack me.  his grip he used caused my foreskin to roll
back and forth over the very sensitive head of my cock.  I was in boy
heaven!!

His other hand started ever so gently roving over my chest.

"You OK with this, Bobby?"

"God yes, Mark, keep teaching me!

Mark moved his other hand down to my balls and cupped them giving me a
strange butterfly feeling in my stomach and I instinctively spread my legs
as far apart as I could get them.

It wasn't long before I felt his fingers wander under my balls and along my
ass crack.  My brain went into overdrive wondering if he was gonna touch me
where he had touched himself.

I could more than sense his hesitation.

"It's ok, Mark, I wanna try it too."

"Oh man, Bobby, I dunno!  I'm not sure if I should be the one."

"Mark, remember that you said that I would just know?  Well, I know that I
want you to do it.  If it's ok for you then it's ok with me."

"Bobby, I want to too.  Remember you can say stop anytime and it's cool.
ok?

"Yep"

My heart was just pounding like it was gonna jump out of my chest.  Mark's
expert hand was jacking me, and his fingers were about to go where no man
had gone before.

Ever so slowly, his fingers went deeper and deeper into the valley between
my buns.  I was going nuts.  I felt a finger brush over my little brownie
and it sent electric shocks all over me.  Mark took his hand from my butt,
stuck a finger in his mouth wetting it, and went right back exploring my
buried treasure.  Shit it felt weird but sooo good.

I felt his finger slip in.  I admit that it took me a little aback, and I
started wondering if this was something that I really wanted to learn.  It
hurt when it first popped in, but just for a second.  Mark had stopped
pushing it in and told me to concentrate on relaxing.  Right!  There I was,
naked with my bro, having my first sexual contact with his finger partially
in my butt, his hand jacking my cock, and he wanted me to relax?  I did my
best, but told him that I couldn't promise a miracle.  This time I giggled.

Once I got as relaxed and used to the intrusion that I possibly could under
the circumstances, I told Mark to go ahead.  He very, very slowly started
to work more of his finger into me.  Any feelings of discomfort that I had
were rapidly replaced with feelings of pleasure and wanting.  Mark started
to finger fuck me causing every muscle in my body to suddenly tense, my
balls to tighten and my rock hard cock to start a now familiar spasm.  I
was having my first orgasm!

"Wow Bobby, that was intense!"

"I think it happened, Mark!

"It happened, Bobby!

My cock started to soften even though the pleasure coming from my ass was
so extreme.  "Don't stop Mark, I wanna do it again."

Mark didn't need much convincing.  He played with my soft cock and
continued a steady rhythm with his finger in my ass.  A few minutes later,
my cock started to respond to the commands from my brain and from Mark's
hands.

"IT'S ALIVE!" Mark giggled.  This time I giggled with him.

"how ya doing, Bobby?"

"Oh man, GREAT!  I don't want this to end."

"Think you can take more in there?" Mark asked.

"More?"

"Yeah when I do it to myself, and when I do it with Ted, I put more than
one finger in."

"Why?"

"feels more like a cock in you."

OK, information digestion time again.

"Sure Mark, if I don't like it I'll tell ya."

"Deal!"

A fraction of a second later I felt more pressure and something else enter
me.  It didn't hurt like it did when the first finger when it, just felt
good.  Soon Mark had 2 fingers buried in me making me feel so good, maybe
even better than having my cock played with.

Then it hit me!  "Mark did you say you did this with, Ted?"

"Yeah Bobby, Ted and I have been doing it for a while now."

I giggled and asked, "Is that what makes you guys moan and groan when he
sleeps over?"

"Sure is, Bobby.  Have you been listening?"

"Man, you guys do it for hours then. How could I not listen?  Our beds are
so close and you guys aren't exactly quiet, ya know!"

"well, little bro, you've let out a moan or two tonight!"

"yeah I did, didn't I?"

"Mark?"

"Yeah?"

"What did you mean when you said: 'feels more like a cock in you.'?

Once again Mark got real quite giving me the feeling that I had asked the
wrong thing.

"Well, Bobby, one of the things Ted and I do is fuck each other.

"Does that mean putting your cock in his ass?"

"Yeah it does, Bobby.  You know what I'm doing to you with my fingers?"

"Yeah, and I like it."

Well, fucking is doing the same with your cock.

"OH OK."

I had heard the guys talking about queers butt fucking, and now I
understood what they meant.  I wonder if they know what they meant?

"Mark, can I ask ya something without you getting pissed?"

"you know you can, Bobby."

"Mark, are you queer?"

"Yes, Bobby"

Man, that just blew me away!  My one and only big bro just told me that he
was "one of those".  I didn't care.  I felt closer to him at that moment,
and it wasn't sexual.  He was my big bro and I knew that I needed him and
that he needed me.  I knew that I could rely on him for anything and that I
would always be there for him no matter what.

"Well, Mark, I guess I'm queer too cuz I wanna do the fucking thing with
you."

Oh my god!  Did I really say that?  His fingers in me were great and I had
to know what his cock would feel like in me.

"Oh, Bobby, I think that maybe that might be going a little too far, don't
you think?"

"Mark, you're the one that told me about things feeling OK, and that feels
OK to me.  How can it be ok with that ass wipe Ted and not be ok for me?"

I was confused and on the brink of tears.  "Please, Mark, lets do it!!"

Mark sighed and nodded.  He sat up, leaned over and got a tube of something
out of the drawer of his night table.

"Shit, Bobby, I want to do it with you too, but I don't wanna hurt you.
Sit up and let me show you something before we decide to do it."

"OK"

I sat up wondering what I was going to be shown.

Mark held up the 2 fingers that he had had in me.  Then he put the fingers
beside his hard cock.  "See there is a bit of a difference in size, Bobby."

I admit that his cock was a tad bigger and it didn't scare me at all the
way he thought it would.  In fact, I think it made me want it more.

"let's do it, Mark"

"hey, it's your ass" he giggled.

He told me to lay on my back and bring my knees to my chest and hold them
there.  This isn't what I expected cuz I had never seen either Mark or Ted
in any position like this, and I think it's something that I would have
noticed.

Mark, opened the tube and squirted some of its contents onto his fingers.
He rubbed some all over and around my hole.  Shit that stuff was cold!  He
worked some into me, which felt real good.  He squirted some more into his
hand and rubbed it all over his cock.  He got into position, leaned forward
and rubbed the head of his cock up and down my crack and over my now well
stretched hole.

"Ready, Bobby?"

"Do it Mark!"

"Take a deep breath when you feel it starting to go in, and push down like
you're having a shit if it starts to hurt.  Tell me if it's too much for
you and I'll stop right away."

"OK"

Mark move in closer to me and held the tip of his cock to my hole.

"Here it comes, Bobby"

I felt a constant pressure and took a deep breath as I felt my muscle give
way.  My body gave an instinctive jump as his cockhead popped in.

"Relax Bobby, that's the worst part."  There he goes with the "relax" thing
again!

I felt no pain at all.  All I could feel was that monster slipping it's way
into me, and I had nothing to complain about at all.

Mark was leaning over me with my legs now on his shoulders.  His eyes never
lost contact with mine.  We both had BIG smiles.  My cock was harder than
it had ever been.  I felt his balls contact my ass cheeks.

"It's all in, Bobby"

"Oh man, I thought it was bigger than your fingers."  I giggled and pouted.

He giggled and withdrew most of his cock from my ass, then he pushed hard
and slammed it into me really fast.  I think my eyeballs popped out!

"Still small?"

I though I would use one of his sayings and groaned "everything is
relative."

Both of our hips went into autopilot at the same time, him plowing my ass
and me meeting his every thrust.  His cock was hitting something inside of
me that made my cock jump and my muscles clamp around his cock.  I'm sure
that I could feel his foreskin rolling around in me.

Well, I decided that a cock is better than fingers, and if this was being a
queer then I was gonna love it.

"Fuck, you're ass is tight, Bobby!"

I didn't know if that was a good or bad thing, so I asked.

"Does my face look like it's a bad thing?"

His face looked just as it did right before he came when we were jacking,
and I'm sure that my face was looking the same.

"Not gonna be able to last much longer." he said between pants.

I think I knew what he ment cuz my guts were starting to feel like they did
before I came.

Our hips were now going at mach 2, and Mark was using a lot more force.
Our rents must have been deaf or dead if they didn't hear our moans and
groans or the gronks that Mark's bed was making.

"I'm going to cum, Bobby."  Him saying that made me clamp hy ass muscles
around his cock as hard as I could.

"Oh shiiiiiiiiiit! Ahhhhhhhhhh!"  I felt his cock jump and spurt in me.  My
cock started doing the same but without the spurting.  My second orgasm
swept over me in perfect timing with Mark's.  This was just too much.
Never could I have ever dreamed of anything as awesome as this!  Damn, why
hadn't I asked Mark about jacking and cumming before?

I felt Mark's cock pull all the way out of me, and I felt so empty.  He
laid down beside me and took me in his arms and we just talked and giggled.
I looked at our alarm clock and realised that I had just turned 9 about the
same time that we came together.  What a birthday present!

"Mark, you said that fucking was one of the things that you and Ted do
together.  What else is there?"

Mark giggled and said that was for another night and that I should haul my
naked butt back to my bed and get some sleep.  I didn't understand why I
couldn't keep my naked butt with Mark in his bed, but he reminded me that
mum had a bad habit of sticking her head in our room first thing in the
morning to scream for us to get up, so I very reluctantly hauled my naked
butt to my own bed.

Sleep didn't come easy.  My cock kept going up and down as my brain kept
going over the events that had taken place.

Morning came all too soon, and sure enough mum did her thing and got us up.
Mark and I never stopped grinning at each other all through breakfast.  It
being my birthday was a right royal pain in the ass!  I wanted to have a
lot of time alone with Mark, but it wasn't to be cuz of all the family and
friends that kept coming over to wish me.  I kept grinning at my friends
wanting to tell them what I had learned, but Mark had given me strict
instructions not to tell anyone except my best friend but to be very
careful and be sure that he would be cool before I said anything.

Mark and I had agreed that if one of us wanted to mess around, that all we
had to do was look at the other and just say "wanna?"  hehe, we used that a
lot, and still do.  I was the first to use it that night, and ended up
getting and giving my first blowjob.  Two nights later, I had my cock up
his butt.  All of my boy/boy firsts were with Mark.  I also wonder how many
other lil bros have had similar experiences with their older bros and be as
close as he and I are.

Speaking of the devil!  I just heard a "wanna?", and I sure do!!

Talk to ya all later.

Personal Note:

Mark and I have never hidden our relationship from friends or family.  We
have had a fair amount of general support, but have also experienced more
than our share of grief from well-intentioned people, most of which have
screamed from the highest mountains that I am a victim of abuse.  I beg to
differ, of course.  I was well aware of what was going on even if I
couldn't understand the meanings and ramifications at the time.  It's not
like I had never though of messing around with Mark before it actually
happened.  I have always been the aggressive one who manipulated situations
so that they would become sexual.  I'm not a kid anymore, I understand my
sexuality most of the time, and I believe that I have a basic knowledge of
right and wrong, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with Mark and me.

I also believe that we are ALL sexual beings from the time we are born to
the day we depart this life. It's time that we as a society get our
collective heads out of our asses and give some credit to the younger
people, and also start seeing that family members are boys and girls too.
As long as no one gets hurt, just back off.  I am not quite as open minded
when it comes to adult/child family relationships, where authority figures
play a role.

There, it's said!