Date: Sun, 18 Aug 2013 19:11:50 +1000
From: Joseph M <littlejoey29@gmail.com>
Subject: Boys At Play Chapter Two

Hey everyone how are you. Im sorry I know I promised within a week, but it
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'hot action' Maybe I should of warned you from the start. This story is
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hope Please be warned there is going to be a lot of storyline as well. If
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Love
Little Joey

BOYS AT PLAY
CHAPTER TWO: A Brothers Pain

(Liam's POV)

When Joey started asking me questions about my relationship with my little
brother Tristan I hadn't been surprised, I had known all along that someone
was probably going to find out which is why I had been so reluctant to let
it start in the beginning but I loved Tristan and it didn't take a genius
to know he felt the same way. I mean we were brothers and we loved each
other in that way but this was something so much deeper.

The whole time I have been scared of Joey finding out and hating me, I
would never have been able to handle that. He is my best friend and again
there is also something on a deeper level. Im not entirely sure what it is,
and neither is he, but I knew I loved him like I loved Tristan. But now
that he knows about me and my brother and instead of being pissed he joined
us in our love making, that moment when he had walked in I had stopped
breathing but when he wanted to join in I nearly shot my load
instantly. But now that the fun and games were over he wanted to know about
me and Tristan.

It wasn't that I struggled to remember how it all started, I sometimes
struggle to remember stuff I did last week, but I remember that day four
years ago cause it is burned into the back of my mind as a memory that I
will never forget. But there was still a part of me that was worried if
Joey knew all of the details he would abandon me. But finally after taking
another look down at the face of the two boys I loved, one sound asleep,
the other staring back at me expectantly I took a deep breath and asked one
final time. "If I tell you you have to promise to hear me out? and not hate
me."

He looked at me confused about the last part. But then he shrugged his
shoulders and nodded giving me his smile that I loved so much.

Okay here goes nothing?

			* * * *

So it was a little over four years ago just after my tenth birthday and
Tristan was six and a half. We have always been close as brothers, only
ever having minor squabbles, and always making up almost instantly. I know
a lot of my friends don't get along with their siblings so I consider
myself very lucky. Tristan never pestered me to play with me and my
friends, he had plenty of his own, and when we were at home we would play
video games or watch TV together so we both enjoyed being around each
other.

Joey and Tristan have always gotten along; I think Joey wishes he had a
little brother, so he almost treats Tristan like he's a brother. Tristan
loves it, he's told me it's like he has two brothers. Whenever Joey spends
the night the three of us will play games together before Tristan has to go
to bed.

Anyway on this particular afternoon I thought I had the house to myself,
since my tenth birthday my parents had decided that I was old enough to not
need a babysitter for while they were at work. They said I was very
responsible for my age, and I knew that Mr. and Mrs. Beckett were always
next door if anything was wrong. I took this responsibility very seriously
and always made sure that Tristan and I had done our homework (Although he
hardly ever had any cause he was only in the first grade.) Was done before
they got home and I would also give Tristan a bath.

Anyway on this fateful afternoon I had the house to myself as Tristan was
at a friends house until dinner-time and my parents were still at work so I
was just laying in my bedroom watching TV and doing homework, well kind of
doing it, I was kind of struggling because my mind kept on wandering to
events that had happened over the previous week. You see about a week
before this day Joey had spent the night at his Aunt's place. Joey slept in
the same room as his fifteen year old cousin Mark, and Mark had showed him
some really fun stuff they could do together. Really fun stuff involving
their dicks.

Naturally when Joey got home he had shown me first opportunity he had
gotten. He was so excited, Ive never been a shy person and Joey and I had
been naked in front of each other hundreds of times so when he told me to
get naked I didn't hesitate. He showed me how to rub my dick, I had played
with it little bits but never really felt anything, but this time it had
been incredible. Then after a few minutes of that Joey knelt on the carpet
of his bedroom and before I could ask, he opened his mouth and put my dick
in his mouth. I had nearly screamed but it felt awesome. After he got me
off (my first dry orgasm) it was only natural for me to return the favor I
really liked the taste of his 2 inch penis sliding in and out of my mouth
and when he had his dry cum it made me feel good inside knowing I had done
that to him.

But the problem with what we had done was now I couldn't think of anything
else, we had managed to get together one more time during the week, but my
mind was constantly on it, even at school sometimes Id find myself
distracted. I was becoming more and more aware of the fact that my dick was
getting hard, even in class, which was more then a little bit embarrassing,
but luckily it was under the desk so no one else knew, or at least that's
what I hoped.

Anyway as I was lying on my bed remembering what Joey and I had gotten up
to I again started to get hard and I couldn't resist giving my dick a
little tug through my shorts. It felt so good I couldn't just stop after
one as I started to slowly stroke my dick through the fabric. After a few
moments of this I decided that seen as I had the house to myself I should
get naked and play with myself properly.

I ripped my shirt over my head and then unbuttoned and pulled down the
shorts. Something made me stop short of removing them completely and so I
life them at my ankles. My underwear followed soon after and then I was
lying on my bed naked with my two and a half inches sticking up from
between my legs. I used my right hand and started to slowly massage my
nether region slowly at first and then gradually picking up speed.

I had been going for about five minutes and was really building up to my
orgasm, my eyes were closed and I knew I was moaning, pictures of me and
Joey doing this and the other acts we had performed were filtering through
my head as hy body started to tingle and feel really nice.

*SLAM*

I must have jumped a foot off of the bed as I heard the front door of the
house close loudly. I frantically pulled up my shorts and fastened them as
I could hear the sound of feet running up the stairs towards the
bedroom. It wasn't hard to tell it was Tristan, I wasn't sure whether he
was going to come into my room or go into his but I figured either way I
should see what was going on, he wasn't supposed t be home for another hour
so I knew it couldn't be good.

I was just pulling on my t-shirt when he knocked on my door. Like I said we
have always been close as brothers and he rarely bothered knocking he would
usually just come in, so this really worried me. I stood up and walked over
to my bedroom door then when I pulled it open I let out a gasp.

Tristan was standing there puffing like he had been running and he also had
tears streaming down his cheeks and it looked like he had been crying for a
while. My jaw dropped in shock as my mind tried to register what was going
on. I panicked and was in big brother mode instantly as I wrapped my arms
around the small boy. He stepped into me and accepted the hug as he
continued to cry his eyes out.

We stood there in my doorway for about five minutes without anything being
said as he cried and I held him and rubbed his back. While I was dying to
know what was wrong I didn't want to try and rush the poor boy. He was
obviously pretty distraught about something.

Finally after a few more minutes I noticed Tristan seemed to be calming
down a little bit, I decided to direct him over to my bed so that we could
sit down and talk. I gave him a little nudge and he got the idea but didn't
let go of the hug. As I still had my arm wrapped around his back I dragged
us both to the edge of my bed and tried to sit down but I slipped slightly
and instead of sitting I fell onto my back and Tristan fell on top of me so
that he was lying on top of me chest to chest.

We just laid there for a few more moments in silence as he rested his head
on my shouder and I continued to stroke his back over the top of his school
shirt. Tristan was really small at that age standing at only just over
three foot but he had a little bit of weight to him ,still having quite a
bit of his baby fat, but I didn't feel uncomfortable with him lying on top
of me, but I decided to move him next to me so it was easier. He didn't say
anything as I gently slid him onto the mattress beside me.

Once that was done and he again had his head resting on my shoulder I took
a quick look down his body, I was worried that he had been hurt and that
was why he was crying, but I couldn't see any visible scars or
bruising. This was good in a way but made me a little more confused as
well. I closed my eyes for a brief moment and then I sighed. "So little
buddy what's wrong?"

I tried to use my most grown up voice. Tristan tensed a little on the bed
next to me, but he didn't say anything for a few moments, and then I
noticed him shaking a little and thought I heard him sniffle. I just pulled
him closer to my side and let my hand slide under the back of his tee as I
was rubbing his back.

After a few more sniffles, Tristan finally spoke but it was barely more
then a whisper. "Um?Kane?" Before he could continue Tristan started to cry
heavily again.

Kane was Michael's, Tristan's best friend, 9 year old brother. He was in
the year below me at school and I kind of knew him. He was a big boy for
his age almost as big as me and quite heavy. I had heard a few rumors that
he was a bully, but I had never actually seen him do anything, but if he
had hurt Tristan in any way I was going to hurt him. "What did he do
Tristan, did he hurt you?"

Tristan again took a few moments to respond as he now looked up at me. "He
came into Michaels room while we were? playing and he hit Michael and
called us names? and he hit me too."

That was it as my blood boiled and I was ready to go over there and rip the
shit's head off. But it didn't take me a second to realize that could wait,
as for right now Tristan needed me, I could deal with Kane later or
tomorrow at school.

Tristan seemed to notice my reaction and he suddenly looked scared, he had
stopped crying for the most part but was still sniffling a little. He
looked up into my eyes and it was then I realized that he thought I was
upset or angry at him.

"Why did he hurt you and Michael?" I needed to make sure I had the whole
story before I hurt anyone. Tristan again looked worriedly up at me. I
thought that maybe they had been doing something they shouldn't have been,
but even that wasn't enough to allow the older brother to hit Michael or
Tristan.

Tristan again looked guilty and couldn't look me in the eye as he stared
down at the mattress of my bed. I moved my left hand to underneath his chin
and gently lifted it up so that he was staring me in the eyes. He tried to
move it away but I held firm. After a few more moments he gulped and said
still barely above a whisper. "He caught us? playing?"

I was still confused, what he was saying was making no sense, Kane had
caught Tristan and Michael playing and had beaten them up, what the fuck?
"What were you guys playing?"

He again tried to look away but I wouldn't let him and finally after
another gulp and with tears in his eyes. "We were playing with our
thingy's. And Kane came in and yelled at us and called us?fads? And then he
hit Michael while yelling at him. I tried to stop him and so he hit
me. Then I got scared and ran home." He was biting his bottom lip trying to
stop the tears but he was losing the battle.

My breathing kind of stopped suddenly I felt unsure of what to do, Tristan
and Michael had been fooling around, I was more then a little surprised
considering their age, I mean I was 10 and was only just learning about it,
but I was more worried that maybe Kane would tell their parents. I decided
to talk to him tomorrow it was too late to do anything today. I just hoped
for the best. Realizing this my priority switched back to being worried
about Tristan.

But before I could say anything else he asked me a question. His head was
resting back on my chest and I now noticed that he had one hand gently
rubbing my stomach as my right hand continued to stroke his back. I tried
to not pay any attention to it as I heard. "Um Liam, what does fads mean?"

I assumed that Kane had said 'fags' so I thought of the best way to
respond. "Its 'fags' mate. And well it's a very mean word, but it means
when two boys or men love each other and play special games with each
other."

Tristan was silent for a bit thinking. "Am I a fag then?"

I was shocked by the question and sat up kind of knocking him off of my
side. I sat up on the bed and looked down at him. He was looking up at me
in a mixture of fear and surprise. "No Tristan you're not a fag, you're
only six." I knew it was a terrible explanation but I was only ten and
didn't know what else to say.

"But I like playing those games with Michael? and I love you and you said?"

Tristan loving your brother doesn't make you a fag, I love you too?" I
could see he was confused and I decided to give up for now as I bent over
him so that our faces were close to each other. "Tristan what Kane said and
did was mean okay?" He nodded his head slowly. "What you and Michael did
was okay?if you liked it?" He again nodded his head. I bent down further
and placed a soft kiss on the top of his head.

Then I laced my arms around his back and lifted and turned him so that he
was back lying on my chest. His head came up to my chest and he felt
perfect when he laid there. I resumed rubbing his back and he seemed to
really like that. He had definitely calmed down and seemed a little
happier.

We stayed lying like that for a few minutes and I almost thought Tristan
had fallen asleep until he asked me. "Hey Liam you know how you said you
loved me?"

"Yeah of course I do buddy."  Had absolutely no idea where he was going
with this, Tristan was still lying on top of me and as my hand continued
rubbing his back O became aware of one of his hands as he used it to tug
slightly at the bottom of my shirt, once it was out of the top of my pants
he slithered his small hand underneath it just running his fingers over the
skin of my stomach.

And it was at this point I became aware of two other things, one was that I
swore I could feel his dick poking into the side of my stomach, and also
that I was starting to get a little hard. This shocked me, Tristan was my
brother and only six, and while I had started playing with Joey, but me
getting hard with Tristan kind of freaked me out a bit.

I tried to look down but all I could see was the top of my brother's shaggy
blonde hair as his head rested on my chest, but as I felt my dick chubbing
up Tristan's stroking hand was getting lower and lower until after a few
moments it reached the top of my shorts. I realized this was the point of
no return and it scared me as I asked in a slightly shaky voice. "Tristan
what are you doing?"

His hand stopped moving it was resting on top of the button to my
shorts. He didn't look up at me as he said. "Playing" Even though I
couldn't see it I was sure he had a smile on his face.

I took a deep breath as I felt his little fingers trying to undo the button
to my shorts. I moved my left hand and placed it on top of his stopping his
progress. My right hand had stopped rubbing his back, I didn't know what to
do, Id be lying if I said I wasn't feeling horny, Id be lying if I said I
didn't want this to continue, but I would be lying if I said it didn't
freak me out a little. He was my younger brother after all. Finally I
asked. "Are you sure you want to play?"

This time he looked up at me and smiled. "Yeah, I love you Liam." And to
him that was all the rationale he needed as he again tried to work my
buttons, but my hand was still impeding him.

I sighed and then I let go of his hand. I was sure I was making a mistake
and I was sure I was going to get into trouble for it, but at that moment
my little head won out. My right hand resumed stroking his back as I
brought my right hand around and was rubbing his chest through his shirt.

Once Tristan had my shorts undone he wasted no time in trying to pull them
down, I raised my hips off of the bed and with a little struggle he managed
to remove both my shorts and underwear down my legs and off my feet. Once
that was done he sat up on the bed next to me and started to try and pull
off my shirt, but at this point I decided it was time for me to become a
more active participant.

I sat up on the bed next to my baby brother and helped him to take off my
shirt until I was sitting next to him completely naked in nothing but my
socks. Tristan made a move I think for my dick but I put out my arm. He
looked at me a bit confused but I moved my hands to the bottom of his shirt
ad started to slowly pull it up and over his head. He got the idea and
helped. When his head popped through the hole he had a massive smile on his
adorable face.

 Leant over and kissed his cheek, he let out a giggle then he kissed my
cheek as well. Then I reached down and started trying to remove his
pants. It didn't take much effort to slide them down his small legs. I saw
Tristan naked almost every night, but until now I hadn't noticed just how
beautiful he was.

Soon we were both sitting on my bed naked except for our matching white
socks. We moved so we were leaning our backs against the headboard. Tristan
placed his hand on my leg and I looked down at it for a moment before I
also placed a hand on his thigh. This seemed to be the signal Tristan was
looking for as he took the initiative. Before I knew what was happening he
wriggled his butt down the bed a bit and turned on his side so that his
head was level with my stomach.

With him lying this way I had a perfect look down on his back and even his
arse. To this moment I had never thought of a bum being for anything other
then the toilet. But I had heard things at school, mean jokes etc. But
looking down on my brother's tiny but round buttocks gave me a little
thrill.

Tristan was rubbing his hands over my lower stomach area as he continued to
rest his head on my chest. His hands being so close to my dick was making
it harder and even started to ache a bit. After about two minutes just when
I thought he was going to grab onto my boner Tristan moved back slid back
up in the bed so that we were sitting next to one another again.  "Hey
Liam? can I show you the game me and Michael were playing?"

I was taken aback at first by the question, I thought I had already given
him permission, but maybe he wanted to be sure because of what Kane had
done to them. He was staring at me hopefully and any concern I was doing
the wrong this went out of the window with that look as I nodded my
head. "Yeah sure buddy show me."

Tristan almost leapt off of the bed with joy but then he just smiled down
at me, he was half sitting half lying on me and the way he was he could
turn his head and look up slightly to see into my face. When he did just
that I found myself unable to resist as I bent my head down, Tristan
realized what I was going to do and a small smile spread across his face as
our lips touched, it sent a shockwaves through my body, I had never thought
kissing my baby brother would be so incredible.

As we kissed I allowed my hands to slowly run up and down his chest and
belly including giving the little bit of fat he had a little
tickle. Tristan tried not to giggle but failed as I stroked him all over
even letting my little finger dip into his belly button.

Meanwhile Tristan's hands were far from idle, but they were being a lot
more direct as they seemed to just seek out their target. He wrapped his
fingers around my2 and a half inch shaft and started to stroke and rub
it. I let out a massive moan as his tiny hands manipulated my boner. I
couldn't resist humping up into his hand. I decided I had had enough of
just stroking his body as I let my hand run down from his tummy and over
his pubic mound and finally touched the soft skin of his steel hard 1 inch
cock and I instantly gave it a tug causing my little brother to let out a
series of moans and sighs of his own.

We got into a rhythm for several minutes just enjoying each other's touch
and dicks. We were both uncut so it was a lot of fun rolling the foreskins,
though his was a little tight, and I loved it when Tristan exposed my head
and then would run one of his fingers over the sensitive glands I almost
felt like I was going into a state of euphoria every time.

It was Tristan who again made the next move as he stopped stroking my dick,
but just as I was about to say something I saw that he was shuffling his
body around, eventually forcing me to release my hold on his own boner as
well. He had soon turned himself around so that his little boner was
staring me straight in the eye. It was so small but so beautiful.

In the couple of seconds it took me to register and then obey his unspoken
command I felt Tristan slip his lips over the head of my dick. I gasped as
I felt the warm mouth enclose over my entire shaft. His was only the second
mouth I had felt on there and I involuntarily bucked my hips to meet his
mouth. He started running his tongue over every single millimeter of me as
he went to town.

I finally moved my own mouth to meet the head of his tiny erection and
opened my mouth first using my tongue to lap at the exposed glands ten
wrapping my mouth properly around him and sucked his nail into my mouth. I
felt rather then heard Tristan moan around my dick in his mouth.

We laid like that for about five minutes sucking merrily on each others
boners before I felt Tristan suddenly give a jolt as he pounded his boner
into my mouth and started trembling. I felt his little dick pulsing in my
mouth on my tongue as his body was wracked by an insane dry orgasm.

After a few moments Tristan resumed his sucking and about thirty seconds
later I let out a very loud groan as I felt the pleasure coursing through
my little body. I layed back down on the bed exhausted from the intensity
of the suck session with my own six year old brother,

We took five minutes to rest and recuperate, and then once we had caught
out breaths I looked at the clock and realized our parents would be home in
about ten minutes. I sat up and told Tristan that we needed to get
dressed. He looked like he wanted to sleep but ho nodded at me all the same
and reached for his pants.

Once we were dressed I looked at my brother. "Tristan you know you cant
tell Mum and Dad right?"

Tristan looked up at me with a smile and a 'deahr' look on his face which
made me smile.

				* * *

The next day at school I kept an eye out for Kane as I needed to confront
him. I was walking between classes and spotted him no one was really around
so I walked up beside him and said in a not too pleasant tone. "Kane we
need to talk." And before he could really react I pushed him towards a
bathroom.

He looked at me scared but didn't put up a fight as we went in. The room
was empty and I closed the door and slid a bin in front of it. When Kane
saw this he started to panic. "Dude what are you doing." Then he seemed to
realize who I was. "Liam I'm sorry?"

I held up a hand t shut him up. "Look Kane I know what you did to Michael
and Tristan and I'm warning you DON'T!!!"

He saw the menace in my face. "But they were?"

I cut him off before he could continue. "I don't care, they're six let them
play."

Kane looked at me in silence for a few minutes then he looked down at the
ground. "I'm sorry Liam."

"Okay, and don't tell anyone about what they were doing? okay." My tone had
softened because he did truly look sorry. He just nodded his head at me and
I nodded back then I let him leave and I eventually returned to my own
class.

As far as I know Kane hasn't bothered his brother or Tristan about what
happened or is happening again.


			* * *

About two months after that initial night with Tristan Michael was over
spending the night at our house and my parents were going out to dinner so
I was left in charge. Tristan and I had been sucking each other at least
once everyday, usually when we got home before the parents did, and then
some nights after bedtime he would sneak into my room and we would fool
around.

As yet we hadn't gone any further then sucking though deep down I knew we
both wanted to. I had been fingering his hole with three fingers for a
while now while I sucked him, Tristan had also started doing it to me and I
found I really enjoyed having his little fingers up there.

Even though I had found out that it had been Michael who had initiated the
play between him and Tristan, I found out Michael had found some pornos in
his Dad's closet that showed pictures of men together in all sorts of
sexual positions I also knew they had never tried fucking and Michael
hadn't as yet joined Tristan and I in our play. Tristan had told me on more
then one occasion that his friend wanted to but I had been hesitant.

But I knew on this night many things were going t change.

Michael came over after school and him and Tristan played in his room, then
my parents left saying they would be back in about three and a half hours.

Once I was sure they were gone I headed up the stairs and saw that
Tristan's door was partially open this made me smile as I walked up to it
and peered inside. I could tell they had watched my parents leave because
they were each lying on my brother's bed shirtless and with their shorts
down at their knees as they devoured each others dicks.

I walked into the room as I pulled my own t-shirt over my head then I
unbuttoned my pants and started to pull them down my legs. The boys kept on
sucking as though I wasn't there but I knew they knew. Once I was naked I
moved over to the side of the bed where my brother was with his back to me
and laid down next to him.

Once I was lying there both boys looked at me with smiles on their faces. I
bent down and kissed my brother's cheek right next to where his friends
dick was entering his mouth. Tristan slid his mouth off of the little one
incher and turned his mouth so that we could kiss on the lips.

When we broke the kiss I bent further and wrapped my lips around Michael's
boner. The other boy let out a soft moan realizing what was going
on. Tristan being the only one without a penis in his mouth shuffled
himself around so that he could suck on mine. It was so awesome having his
lips around my shaft, I had grown to really love that feeling.

The way Tristan was laying also afforded me access to his tight little bum
and I started to massage the buns. I slid a couple of fingers around to the
other side of his body where Michael was happily slurping away at my
brother's boner. I wasn't sure he knew what I was doing but he didn't say
anything as I slid the fingers into his mouth alongside the tasty
morsel. He did a really good job of getting all three fingers wet then I
removed them from his mouth and moved them back to Tristan's arse.

Tristan let out a massive moan as I slid first one and then two of my
fingers in deep. I continued to work his friend's hot little dick in my
mouth as my fingers drove in and out of the tight hole. I could tell both
boys orgasms were fast approaching as I worked Michael's dick and Tristan's
arse at the same time. When I inserted a third finger Tristan tipped over
the edge as his whole body rocked and shook with dry bliss. He was
quivering and shaking on the bed for a whole minute in complete orgasmic
bliss.

I still had my fingers entrenched as I felt Michael's dick begin to quiver
on my tongue and he thrust deep into my mouth a final time. His dick
bounced around for several moments before it finally calmed down a bit.

Both bys laid back on the bed recovering as I continued to work three
fingers around in my baby brother's hole. Michael looked down at what I was
doing and a smile spread across his face. He lent down to Tristan's ear and
whispered something I couldn't hear. My brother nodded and smiled in
response to whatever it was. Michael looked up at me and smiled.

"Then tell him." It was directed at my brother but Michael was looking at
me and made sure I heard.

Tristan looked between me and Michael a bit unsure, but then smiled at me
as he said somewhat tentatively. "Liam would you? um please can you put it
in me?"

My fingers stopped moving, I had been kind of hoping this would happen but
now that we were there I wasn't so sure. "Are you sure bro?"

Tristan didn't vocalize his response as show it as he wriggled his little
arse closer to my stiff erection and I could see from the look in his eyes
that he was serious.

I took a quick look at Michael who just gave me a massive smile. I was
really starting to like this kid, he was about an inch and a half taller
then Tristan with less fat, he also had red hair that he was wearing long.

My appraisal of Michael was cut short as Tristan shoved back again
impatiently. I decided that we had waited for this for long enough. I
looked down at my solid dick and then at my brother's tiny arsehole that I
still had my fingers shoved inside of. After a few more moments hesitation
I took a deep breath and started to pull my fingers out of Tristan's hole.

Then before I could think twice about it I placed my stiff penis at the
entrance to his ass. I took a final look down at my brother and was
slightly surprised to see him sharing a deep kiss with Michael. Michael
glanced at me out of the corner of his eye and smiled through the
kiss. Finally I began to push as I felt the air tight crevice shift
slightly. There was a lot of resistance but as I watched the two boys kiss
I felt the head of my young dick enter Tristan's arse.

Tristan let out a soft gasp and broke the kiss with Michael as he looked up
at me. At first I thought he was going to tell me to take it out, but then
after a few long moments he smiled. I bent down and placed a soft warm kiss
on my brother's lips. I slid my tongue into his mouth as I began to work my
erection in and out of the furnace. I couldn't help but moan in pleasure
and this caused Tristan to smile.

When I broke the kiss I looked down at him and whispered. "I love you
baby."

He smiled up at me and thrust his arse back at my dick. "I love you too
Liam." Then I started really thrusting into him and really fucking him. My
three inches felt like it was really on fire as I went in and out.

I only lasted about three minutes that first time before I had the biggest
orgasm of my young life. It felt like my whole body was going to explode
into a trillion pieces.

When I laid back to catch my breath I shared another soulful kiss with my
little brother.


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We haven't stopped having sex for longer then 3 or 4 days in the fur years
since. We do it most days either after school or after bedtime or both. I
love Tristan like no other brothers that I know. Michael joined us a couple
of other times but I think he started playing with other boys. There
haven't been any other boys involved until Joey.

I was so afraid to tell Joey because I didn't want him to hate me, I love
Joey. And now that he knows about me and Tristan, is okay with it and even
joined in, I think this is as close to heaven as I can get without actually
being dead.


END OF CHAPTER TWO


Sorry again it took me longer t post then I had hoped, hopefully chapter
three will be done by the end of this weekend coming ? Please send comments
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one is reading. Until next time take care and have a good week.

Love
Little Joey ?