Date: Mon, 9 Oct 2006 16:53:55 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Bother in My Bed"  by Jay Roberts      Gay incest

The title sounds like a nice bedtime story for kids.  It is not, unless you
are over 18, then it may relax you for sleeping.  But if you are under 18
you must leave.


Tommy was eight, Ben, his brother was ten when the family suffered
bankruptcy.  They had to move from their nice three bedroom house into a
small one bedroom apartment.  Mom and Dad slept on the Murphy bed in the
livingroom and the boys, for the first time had to share a double bed.  In
the old house each had their own room.  Ben groused about it but Tommy was
secretly pleased.; He loved and admired his big brother, even though Ben
ignored him most of the time and complained that he bothered him and his
friends.  "Get your own friends," Ben would say roughly, but Tommy was shy
and found it hard to make friends at the new school..  He felt that most of
the boys in his class were rough and they picked on him.  Once Ben did come
to his rescue, and pushed the tormentor and told him to leave Tommy alone,
but that was only one time.  The bullying continued.

Tommy thought that Ben was a wonderful person, especially at night when he
would drop his tough act and treated Tommy like a pet.  "Let's make believe
you are Freddie.  Freddie was the Teddy Bear that Ben had and loved since
childhood but somehow went lost during the move.

"Okay, what I gotta do?"

"Nothing' I just will treat you like Freddie."  This entailed Ben putting
Freddie/Tommy against his body and hugging him he slipped quickly into
sleep.

Tommy was thrilled.  He felt Ben's warm arms surrounding him and Ben's soft
breath against his neck.  He felt protected, safe and sleepy.  He allowed
himself to fall into a deep sleep.  Later that night he sensed movement
behind him.  Ben was rubbing his body against Tommy and murmuring
endearments to Tommy/Freddie.  Tommy felt warm all over, deeply loving Ben
and the attention he was getting.  He slipped back to sleep with a smile on
his cute face that soon would grow into a very handsome face.

In the morning Tommy said, "I slept so good.  I like being Freddie and
being hugged."

"Ben answered in a petulant way.  "Don't know what you talkin' 'bout
squirt.  Just shut up n' git dressed."

It didn't take the smart Tommy much thought to realize that if he wanted
these warm snuggley nights to continue, he would have to keep his mouth
shut.  And so began a deception on the part of both boys.  Neither would
acknowledge their nighttime activities and as long as it was never
verbalized, it was as if it didn't occur.

Two years late, Tom, as he was now called, was ten, and Ben was twelve.
Tom was tall and thin, about an inch taller than Ben.  Ben refused to stand
next to him to be top of the head with a book measured.  Ben was an early
maturer.  At twelve he was showing some hair in his arm pits and Tom
noticed that his brother had a teenage smell.  It was intoxicating to Tom.
Tom's penis was growing from its baby size to one that hung three inches.
His scrotum now contained two balls that he could feel were there and his
penis was often hard.  He liked to rub against his sheets at night and if
he did it long enough a delicious feeling of electricity passed through his
body and made him cry out softly.  It would leave him exhausted and he
would sleep very deeply afterward.  Tom soon learned about this activity as
he would feel the bed shaking.  When Ben cried out he longed to put his
arms around his brother to comfort him.  He worried that Ben had something
wrong with him, an incurable disease.

He talked about it one day with his only friend from school, Barry.  Barry
laughed and fell off the log they were sitting on.  "You dope, your bro was
wackin' off.  Don't you do it?"

He told Barry that he didn't but he was afraid to try because it made Ben
cry.  "He wasn't cryin' he was jes' enjoyin' cummin'.  Here let me show
you."  They were deep in the woody area so no one could see them.  He
pulled down his shorts and his Scooby- Do boxers.  Tom was not interested
to see Barry's penis.  He had seen it so many times when they went skinny
dipping.  But he hadn't seen in since the summer and it looked bigger and
there were some hairs, maybe three on top.  Barry shook his penis and it
responded by growing larger and lifting up to stick straight out.  "You do
the same."

Tom lowered his stuff and imitated what Barry had done.  "Feels nice,
Barry.  Is that all?"

"No it ain't, that's jes' the start of it.  Now take two fingers and rub
them up and down your dick.  That's what the older kids call it.  I'll do
the same."

Tom forgot about Barry being there as his dick felt more and more alive.
Vibrations were traveling up and down his legs and he was breathing
heavily.  Suddenly he stiffened and cried out "Oh, Oh."  His penis vibrated
and jumped, sending wonderful feelings all over his body.  Soon it ended
and his head hung down in fatigue.  Next to him Barry was laughing at him.
"You did it.  Great huh?  I'm goin' finish this now.  You kin watch."

Tom watched closely.  Barry used all his fingers and stroked wildly his
legs out stiff and his mouth open.  Then he gasped and hiccupped and
grunted and fell forward, his head hanging like Tom had.  "Oh shit, that
was a big one."

The next day they found themselves purposely at the same log.  This time
Barry took control.  He took hold of Tom's penis and stroked it.  Tom felt
that nothing on Earth could rival the great feelings Barry was producing.
This time when he orgasmed he almost screamed.  Barry grabbed him and
hugged him to comfort him.  When he calmed down Barry said, "Now you shag
me."

Tom pretended that he was doing it to Ben.  He softly felt the shaft and
tickled the balls.  He retracted Barry's foreskin and passed his thumb over
the head.  Barry was panting.  "Oh fuck Tom, that its so good it should be
illegal.  I going into my cum soon, I kin feel it.  Oh, this is great."  He
began to shake and his body began to lift like he was fucking.  Suddenly he
threw his head back and howled.  "Jeez, I'm goin' die from pleasure."

Tom couldn't resist.  Although Barry was a little bit overweight and he had
a big nose, at that moment Tom was overcome.  He leaned down and placed his
lips against Barry.  Barry responded by putting his arms around Tom and
squeezed.  When they separated, Barry said, "We're like lovers.  We can
practice kissin' so as when we hafta do it with girls, we'll be expert."

Tom was a little ashamed that he had gotten so cozy with fat Barry.  Now
Barry knew too much about him.  He was terrified that Barry would tell the
other kids,

That night he bathed and got into bed before Ben even came into the room.
Finally Ben finished his homework and came in.  Tom pretended he was
asleep.  Ben washed up quickly and slide into bed.  He sighed and put his
arms around Tom making affectionate noises like "M-m-m".  Tom pushed back
against him and he could feel Ben's teenage dick pressing against his
backside.  Be began moving around, his penis rubbing against Tom's undies.
Tom sat up.  Ben jumped back.  "Ben, I found out something today from
Barry."

"Yeah, if it came from Barry it must be stupid."

"I learned about wacking off, like you do.  I want to do it with you."

"You're talking shit.  Don't be stupid like your friend.  Go to asleep and
don't ever talk like that again."

Tom never did.  Several nights went by without any comfort from Ben, but on
the third night after Tom fell asleep he half woke to feel Ben tight
against his back.  Ben was breathing strongly and he felt his tongue
licking the back of his neck.  Ben was moving against him, moaning
slightly.  Tom pushed back.  Then Ben's hand reached into Tom's undies and
reached for the boy's dick.  He stroked it awkwardly from his rear position
but Tom loved it.  He breathed as heavily as his brother.  The two rocked
together until suddenly Ben cried out and his penis lurched and wet the
back of Tom's undershorts.  At that moment Tom felt his penis vibrate and
shake like it was trying to pee.  He moaned until it was over then fell
asleep.

The next morning Ben woke him up.  "You sleep okay?"

"Fine, same as usual."

Ben nodded his head.  And so began the subterfuge.  The heavenly make
believe.

For Tom's eleventh birthday, Ben gave him a radio that he had saved for.
Dad told the boys that things were improving at his job and they might be
able to move to a larger apartment and the boys could have their own rooms.
Both boys said, almost at the same time that they didn't mind bunking
together.  Dad patted them on the head.  "That's real nice that you boys
want to help out.  We'll see."

Thirteen year old Ben was one of these adolescents who could pass for years
older, maybe fifteen.  Tom loved the hair that was growing on Ben's arms
and legs.  Even his muscular ass had a faint downy covering.  Tom seemed to
stay like a kid, hairless, except for a nice bush over his cock, same color
as his straw hair.  His penis was growing.  It was much larger than his
brothers and he thought that Ben was jealous.  Ben's cock was much fatter
though and had an interesting downward bend.

There nighttime secret life continued.  Now when Ben stroked Tom, Tom would
actually shoot a thin watery discharge that Ben licked off his fingers as
if it was honey.  Tom wished he could get to wank Ben but to do so would
require some nighttime engineering which might spoil their game.

It was a few weeks after his birthday that Tom determined he would pleasure
his brother directly.  He stayed awake after Ben had fallen asleep, this
time on his back.  He turned toward him and watched his face and listened
to the breathing.  He put his hand on Ben's chest and felt the warm smooth
skin.  He was drawn to the pecs where the athletic boy had nubs to the
sides of his developed pecs. They were now erected.  He passed his hand
over one.  Ben made a sound in his sleep but didn't awaken.  Tom slid
lower, feeling Ben's belly and the faint stripe of hair that led down
inside his boxer shorts.  He put his hand over the crotch area.  Ben's
penis was pushing the fabric out.  "He must be dreamin' bout somethin'
sexy," thought Tom, now breathing audibly, really getting sexed up himself.
He reached into the boxers from one leg opening and encountered the stiff
cock, its tip wet.  It felt incredibly warm.  "I love this cock," he said
out loud and began to pet it.  With his other hand he lifted the ball sack,
sticky with night sweat.  Luckily Ben turned toward him so he got a better
position.  He began delicately stroking Ben.  Soon Ben's hips were
undulating back and forth as the feelings overcame him.  His tongue was
lolling out and he was mewling in pleasure.  Tom kept up the dual
pleasuring, one hand moving softly and rapidly over the cock now stiffening
further and the other tickling his ball sack.  Suddenly Ben gasped and
almost jack knifed as his cum hit him.  His cock brimmed over and shot
ropes of cum over his belly and chest.  Tom thought it would never end.  He
moaned along with his brother.  Soon the shooting stopped and Ben turned
away.  Tom rapidly shagged his dick until he orgasmed.

In the morning, nothing was said and nothing seemed changed in any way.
Tom was encouraged and was determined to take this further like the
pictures he had seen in a fuck mag that Barry showed him.

A week went by with nothing happening at night.  Both boys were real tired,
Ben from his workouts with the football team, and Tom because he was
studying for the midterms.  But finally Tom stayed up until Ben fell
asleep.  He wasted no time.  It was now or never.  He gently turned Ben on
his back.  Ben seemed deeply asleep and he was a heavy load to turn.  Once
the older brother was on his back, Tom reached for his brothers drawers and
pulled them down to his knees.  His cock lay a little swollen but not hard
against the boy's hairy upper thigh.  The tip was slightly protruding form
the foreskin.  Tom rested his head on Ben's stomach and stuck his tongue
out and licked the head of his brother's dick.  Ben gasped in his sleep.
The cock rose off the hip and stiffened to full erection pointing slightly
downward, Tom lifted it and put the tip in his mouth.  He could taste a
little of the pre cum which just began to leak.  He could hear Ben
breathing deeply and lifting his hips to get more of the good feeling
around his cock.  Tom slide down his brother's belly and took the whole fat
cock into his mouth.  Ben now stopped pretending he was asleep.  He put his
hands on Tom's head and bucked upward and then downward.  Tom realized that
Ben was mouth fucking him but he was in heaven too.  They both were
moaning.  In a few moments, Ben called out that he was cumming and expected
Tom to back off but he clung tightly to his brother's cock swallowing and
stimulating it with his throat muscles.  Ben froze in ecstasy and then
cried out as he shot a heavy load into his brothers hot mouth.  Over and
over again he bucked up and shot, Tom swallowing each time.  At last he
stopped and Tom had to leave his brother's cock because it was becoming too
sensitive.  He moved upward and kissed Ben.  Ben returned the kiss, but he
seemed to suddenly realize the import of what he was doing and he turned
his head away, then turned his body and tried to get back to sleep.  Just
before he slipped into a dreamless sleep he mumbled for Tom's benefit.
"Don't expect me to ever do that for you."

As the months went by their Dad was smiling more each night at dinner.  He
announced that in one week they would be in a larger house.  Tom knew he
would miss the warmth of his brother in his bed but there was no way to
dissuade Dad.

They moved.  About the same time Ben began to tell Tom about "t;his girl".
"I really like her.  We've been doing some foolin' around and I really get
off on it.  She's hot!" he said smacking his lips.

One night Tom slipped into Ben's room.  He thought that he may have
interrupted Ben in a jerk off session as his underwear was off and he was
on his back.  "Here let me do that," Tom said.

Ben said, "Tom come over here."  He took Tom's hands in his.  "Tom I am
having a ball with Peg.  It feels just right.  She will do anything I
want...you know....sex things.  You ought to get a girl of your own."

Tom nodded and said, "Maybe," He reached down to touch Ben's cock.

"I mean it brother, get a girl," he slapped Tom's hand away.

Tom never did get a girl, but he did find someone who looked a lot like
Ben.



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