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 II
                           <Caine>

     After I tucked my schlong into the tight red jockeys, I
looked over at the other side of the drawer and noticed I didn't
have a pair of clean white socks.
     "Shit!"
     Luckily I shared the room with my twin brother, so just ont
he other side of the room was his dresser.  As I walked over to
it I felt the air dry the dots of water on my body left from my
shower.  I shivered slightly at the cool feeling and then opened
his bottom drawer.
     Inside, his boring white jockey shorts were arranged on one
side and his socks on the other.  Same arrangement as mine since
our mom had organized them.  Since he had a couple to spare, I
dug in to take a pair, but I was surprised when my fingers
brushed up against something hard underneath.
     I pulled out the socks and revealed a hint of brown
underneath.  I jammed everything aside and pulled out a tube of
cardboard like one at the end of a roll of toilet paper.  A sock
had been pushed inside it with the ankle end rolled up around the
bottom of the roll and the toe end out the other.
     This sock was nowhere near as clean as the others.  The toe
end was kind of crusty and yellowed.
     "What the hell--?"
     I shook my head and shoved the device back in the drawer. 
I'd ask Derek about it later.
     Later wound up being that night just before I went to sleep,
like I figured it would.  Once in a while I'll meet up with my
brothers for dinner, but mostly I'm never around.  Usually the
only time Derek and I have alone is at night.
     He was already in bed reading a book when I came in.  Derek
and I aren't identical twins.  He's darker than me with black
hair, and our builds are different too.  He's real thin because
he's more into mental things than the physical stuff I like to
do.
     After closing the door (I know how much into privacy Derek
is) I took off my sweatshirt and dropped it on the floor.  It was
pretty easy to tell who lived on which side of the room since I
just left things all over, and Derek put everything in its place. 
I just don't see the point in wasting the time putting things
away.
     My T-shirt and sweatpants fell to the floor, and then I
headed to my bed before I remembered what I wanted to ask him.
     "Hey, Derek," I said.
     "Yeah?" he asked, looking up from the book.
     "Can I ask you something?"
     "Sure," he answered, shrugging.  The little lamp beside his
bed shed the only light in the room.
     I walked over to his dresser adn pulled open the drawer. 
Digging in I found the strange device.
     "What's this for?" I asked, holding it up.
     He turned bright red, and the book slipped from his hands. 
What had I found? I wondered.
     "Um..." he said and then fiddled with his glasses.  "I use
that for...fun."
     "Fun?"
     "You can like...stick your dick in it and then...it feels
good."
     "It does?" I was skeptical, but now I understood why Derek
had been so embarrased.  Of course, anything having to do with
sex made Derek embarrased.
     He nodded.
     "Could I try it?" If it felt good, I definitely wanted a
piece of the action.
     "Sure."
     I continued to study it, shifting it around in my hand.
     "Do you want me to hold it for you?" Derek asked.
     "Hold it--?"
     "Then, you know, you can pretend like you're doing it to a
girl," Derek rushed in.
     "Okay, yeah.  I get it."
     I handed it over to him, and he sat up and moved to the edge
of the bed.  He held it in his hands down at my crotch level with
the inviting hole turned my way.  I slipped out of my underwear
and tossed them over to my bed.
     I wasn't too self conscious about being naked.  My dick was
about average in length but it was bigger around.  It was hanging
about half erect between my legs since I was feeling horny and
looking forward to getting off.
     "It needs to be hard," Derek murmured.
     "Oh, yeah."
     I reached down and started fondling myself, pulling on my
cock, teasing the head, and rubbing the shaft.
     "Is the door locked?" Derek whispered suddenly as if coming
out of a daze.
     "I don't think so."
     Derek hopped up and rushed to the door.  I watched him push
in the lock, and then he came back and sat down.  By this time I
had a full hardon.  I straddled Derek's legs and put my hands on
his shoulders.  Then I directed my erection towards the hole.
     Derek took my shaft in hand and helped my head into the
hole.  I felt him clamp down with his other on the cardboard to
make it fit tighter around my dick.
     It felt good: tight and soft.  I plunged all the way in and
then slowly pulled out.  The cotton friction on my erection set
tingles through my body.  I was beginning to understand why Derek
liked this.
     I closed my eyes and started thrusting faster into the sock. 
I felt Derek tickle my balls lightly, and since that felt great
too I shoved even harder and faster into the tight hole.
     Between his tickling my balls, my horniness, and the great
sensations coming from Derek's contraption, my climax quickly
caught up with me.  My hands clamped down hard on Derek's
shoulders as the pressure in my groin reached breaking point.
     I thrust forward one last time and groaned as I exploded. 
Cum shot from my dick to fill the end of the sock.  Once it was
over, my knees went a little weak, and I leaned against Derek for
a second.  Then I pulled out and stepped away.  My dick was
beginning to soften.
     "Man, that was really great!" I said.
     Derek nodded.  His face was a little flushed as if he'd been
the one who'd just cum.
     "Did you want to do it?" I asked.  "I'll hold it for you."
     Derek bit his bottom lip as if he wasn't sure, but he
quickly handed it over to me.  He stood up and I sat down on his
bed.  Derek pulled his T-shirt up over his bony white chest.  I
could see the faint puckering of his appendix scar as his loose
pajama bottoms slipped a little lower on his hips.
     He looked over at me, and his cheeks reddened slightly as he
fingered the waistband of his loose bottoms.  I felt a little
thrill in my stomach as I realized I would be seeing my brother
naked again after a long period where he'd become very private
about that kind of thing.
     With one quick motion, he whipped down the pants.  His cock
was already fully erect.  It was as long as mine but thinner
witha lot of curly black hairs at the base.
     He cautiously slid forward and positioned himself in front
of me.  He aimed his cock with his hand and drove forward.  I
clamped down on his cock and then reached out to grab one of his
warm thighs to pull him closer.  He jerked forward until he was
straddling my legs and had his hands on my shoulders as I had
done.
     Now he was free to pump his cock in and out of the tube with
comfort.  He did so quickly right from the start.  I liked
watching him bury himself and have the head of his dick poke the
sock out at me.
     I imagined what it must feel like to be squishing around
inside there with my spunk inside.  My cock started to inflate as
I thought about my brother's head being coated with my white
cream.
     He was driving in so quickly that I knew he would cum soon. 
Within seconds he did.  His fingers drove in deep into my
shoulders, and I was surprised to feel myself go even harder.  I
could see the head flaring against the tight cotton as he emptied
his load.
     As soon as he pulled out, I slipped the tube over my dick. 
I started jerking it up and down over my cock.  The hot liquid of
our juices trickled down my prick and lubricated it.  Within a
few short jerks I was exploding again.  Intense pleasure swept
over me, and I came into the sock again.
     I pulled off the tube once I'd recovered and laid back on
Derek's bed.
     "You came again?" Derek whispered, amazed.
     "Yeah.  That was intense.  You don't mind if I use that
again?"
     Derek shook his head.
     "Should I put this back in the drawer?"
     "Yeah."
     I crossed the room and slipped it back in the drawer.  Then
I crawled into bed naked.  Derek had gotten dressed and was
getting into bed too.
     "Thanks, Caine," he whispered after he'd turned out the
light.
     "Yeah, you too," I said back.