From: an41470@anon.penet.fi (M. Knight)
Reply-To: an41470@anon.penet.fi
Date: Mon, 15 Apr 1996 14:44:36 UTC
Subject: Brothers & Lovers

     The following is an erotic short story involving teenage
males.  It is a fictional story dreamed up by the writer's
overactive imagination and is not intended to resemble any real
situation.  However, the idea of teenage males having sex with
each other is something that we all know happens a lot in this
world.  Only the ignorant will try to deny it.
     You may distribute this story electronically as you wish
with this header intact, and you can print out one copy for your
personal use, but any other publication of this material will
require the author's written consent.
     This story is one in a series dealing with the same family
of brothers.  Each story is basically intended to stand on its
own without having too much overlap, but if you miss one and
would like a copy, you'll have to appeal to the net community at
large to repost stories you miss.  I don't have the time to
answer all requests for back issues.  I barely have time to write
these stories.
     As always, comments and encouragement are welcome.  Now,
enjoy!

                   Brothers & Lovers XIII
                          Massage
                           <Seth>

     "Man, I am so sore," Caine complained from the passenger
seat, rubbing his shoulder.
     "Good workout?" I asked.
     "Great.  But I'm going to pay for it tomorrow."
     "How about a massage?" I asked.
     I usually offered when I was feeling nice or when I was
horny.  At that moment I was feeling both.
     "That would be great."
     When we got home we headed down to my room.  The second I
had the door shut Caine was stripping out of his T-shirt and then
pulling down his shorts.  I nodded to myself, appreciating
his lithe form.  He collapsed on my bed in only his jockstrap.
     I grabbed the baby oil, which I knew he really liked, and
joined him on the bed.  I straddled his back and poured some of
the liquid out onto my hand.  After rubbing it between my hands,
I put them on his back and started slowly rubbing his flesh and
tense muscles in slow circles.
     Giving Caine a massage always made me horny (of course there
were few things involving my brothers that didn't make me horny
these days), and I could feel my cock already starting to grow in
my shorts.  I shifted slightly on top of him to help my dick get
more comfortable.   
     Pouring out some more baby oil, I started kneading the flesh
at Caine's shoulders.
     "Oh, yeah, that feels good," Caine murmured.  
     I worked harder, digging my fingers into his firm pliable
muscles, rubbing out all the tension.  Then I started down his
back again, stroking his flanks before I rubbed at his lower
back, right above the white stripe of his jockstrap.  I could
feel Caine relax more and more as every minute passed.
     Then I sat back between his legs and spread them out a
little bit.  Glancing between his white butt cheeks I could see
his anus trying to hide there in the shadows.  My cock went
completely hard then as I realized what I was thinking about
bringing up.
     I started rubbing his leg muscles as I thought more about
it, kneading out their soreness.  First I worked on each of his
calves, and then I started to slowly move up to the back of his
thighs.  There I kneaded the flesh even harder, easing away all
the tension in his thick muscles.  I started moving even higher
then and my rubbing became even more intense partially to make
him feel good and partly because I was getting even more excited.
     Slowly I placed my hands on his bare white cheeks and gently
pressed at them with my fingertips.  I grabbed the bottle of oil
and casually poured it out onto his ass, letting some of it slip
down between his crack.  Then I placed both hands on his ass and
smoothed the oil into his bare flesh.  I parted his cheeks
slightly as I did this, more and more with each pass of my hands.
     Then I slipped a finger between his cheeks and started
running it down his crack.  It followed the line of oil, rubbing
it in as it went until I was deep between his ass, just outside
his hole.  Had he fallen asleep?  He hadn't said a word about all
this ass play I'd started.  Usually I didn't rub this part of
him.
     A little nervous, I plunged ahead and started rubbing my
slick finger around his anus and then I started pushing forward
ever so slowly into his hole.  Barely the tip of my finger went
inside, and then I was pulling it back out.  Still Caine wasn't
saying anything.
     I grabbed the oil again, feeling a little more daring, and I
dripped it over my first couple fingers.  Then I went straight
for his hole, letting my finger go in just about up to the first
knuckle.  Now Caine's body was moving slightly against the bed. 
His hips were rocking back and forth slowly, rubbing himself
against the bed.  Then his ass came back at me, forcing my finger
deeper into his ass so that it was past the first knuckle.
     "Oh!" he breathed, and jerked back forward, forcing my
finger all the way out as if he were stung.
     "Did that hurt?" I asked.
     "Yeah," he answered.  "I made it go a little too fast."
     "Okay."
     I put my hands on his lower back then and started kneading
the flesh again, figuring that was the end of it.
     "You want to do me, don't you?" Caine whispered.
     "Well...I was..."
     "I heard about it from a couple guys at school," he
continued.  "I guess it can kinda feel good if you do it right."
     "Yeah, guess so."
     "If I let you do me, I can do you, right?"
     "You wanna try it?  I thought it hurt," I said.
     "Probably just 'cause I went too fast.  Slow and easy's the
way to go I think."
     "Okay, I'll try it," I said.
     "I get to do you next, right?" he asked.
     "Yeah, sure."
     Caine spread his legs, spreading his ass real good for me.   
I poured more baby oil right down his crack and started to slowly
rub it into his hole.  I pushed my finger forward real slow, and
I could feel the muscles there clamp down slightly on me and then
let go.  Gently I pushed forward and could feel that loosening
along his hole as I went deeper.
     As we worked on it, I was soon able to bury my finger in
him.  At that point we decided it was time to bring in the heavy
equipment.
     I stripped down in seconds and covered my hard cock in oil. 
Then I balanced myself with one arm and used the other to aim my
cock into his hole.  I rested the head of it just outside his
hole and pushed forward slightly.  Once the tip was in, I laid
down on top of him and started to push forward with my hips.
     "Argh!" Caine murmured.
     I pulled it right back out.
     "You okay?" I asked.
     "Yeah.  It's just bigger than a finger.  Try it again."
     "Can you shift up a little more?  It's a little hard to get
it in like this."
     "Sure," Caine answered, rising up on all fours.  "How's
this?"
     "Much better," I said, kneeling on the bed behind him with
my dick now almost perfectly even with his hole.
     I took my hard, slippery dick in hand again and lined it up. 
     "Just shove it in this time.  Get it over with all at once,"
Caine suggested.
     A little skeptical, I went ahead and just rammed that baby
into him.  There was a lot of resistance at first, and I could
feel Caine tense up under me, but then I slid all the way home,
and suddenly Caine relaxed without a word.  My pubes were
brushing up against his ass, and I was buried inside of him.  At
first it was so amazing a concept that I didn't even move for a
few seconds.
     "Okay, in and out now.  C'mon, Seth."
     I grabbed hold of the waistband of his jockstrap and started
pulling back.  The hold on my dick was so tight and smooth.  It
felt so great.  Almost like having it in his tight, hot mouth.
     As I started pulling in and out, my climax starting building
in me quickly.  I hardly even heard Caine when he commented that
it was feeling good for him too.  He rested on just one hand and
brought the other one up between his legs.  He probably was
playing with himself.
     I totally lost myself as I came, spewing white semen all
over Caine's insides.  As I came down from my high, I felt a
little lightheaded and hot from the shoulders up.
     Then I pulled out and lay back down on the bed.  I was
breathing pretty hard like we'd just been wrestling.
     "Feel good?" Caine asked, smiling.
     I just nodded.
     Caine whipped off his jockstrap and grabbed the baby oil.
     "My turn."
     I nodded and got on all fours for him.  He was gentle and
slow with me too, working at my virgin hole with just his
slippery fingers at first before he introduced it to his cock.
     It hurt a little at first, but I didn't say anything to
Caine.  As he started sliding in and out of me, I kept waiting
for it to feel good like it had for him, but it really just felt
like I had to take a shit.  There was this fullness down there
that I just couldn't wait to get rid of.
     Caine kept ramming it home, and his fingers kept gripping my
waist tighter until he let loose with a harsh groan.  I knew he
was filling me with his hot come then.  When he pulled out I only
had to look at him to know that he'd enjoyed it.