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 VII
The Crush
<Derek>
I hated gym class with a passion. It was the only class I
had trouble getting a good grade in. Everything physical was so
unfamiliar to me. I could never get my body to throw the
football right, or catch a pass in basketball, or kick the soccer
ball into the net. I just didn't get all that stuff.
So that made things rough on me, and I guess that's why I
got teased a lot in the class. These three kids: Randy, Chris,
and Jim, never let a class period go by without saying something
mean to me. I really hated gym class.
"Hey, you faggot," Randy yelled at me from a few lockers
down.
We were changing out of our gym clothes to get ready for the
next class. I just steeled myself against his comments keeping
in mind that I would soon be able to leave the lockerroom and
another day of gym behind me.
I continued to slowly peel off my shirt and pretend to
rummage around in my locker for something, so I could avoid
taking a shower. I rarely ever took one because I was so afraid
of being naked with my bullies.
"Real good job dribbling today," Randy continued.
I just kept ignoring him. Then he walked over to me in just
his underwear.
"Hey, didn't you hear me, faggot?" Randy asked, as he stood
right behind me.
I turned and just looked at him.
"What?" I asked.
"Your wrist too limp to bounce a ball?" Randy asked,
flopping his own wrist around to make his point.
I heard Chris and Jim chuckle behind me at his stupid joke.
"I just don't like basketball," I mumbled.
"Yeah, right. A good little nerd fag like yourself? I bet
you like touching those big balls."
Jim and Chris laughed even louder.
"C'mon boys! Everyone in the showers!" Coach Weller
shouted, clapping his hands.
Randy backed off then with a little smirk. He peeled off
his underwear and pranced off to the showers with his two buddies
behind him. The three of them would have been pretty cute, I
thought, if only they weren't so ugly inside. They all had nice
athletic builds and they...
I stopped in mid thought as the only bright spot to gym
class came walking completely nude from the showerroom. His name
was Nick Mathison, and he was completely beautiful to look at.
He had very short light blond hair, clear piercing green eyes, a
light complexion with reddish cheeks, and full sensual lips. He
had a trim lean build like Caine, and (here I let my eyes slip to
his uncovered groin) a tiny trail of pubic hair from his navel to
the sparse reddish blond bush above his cock. And his cock...I
never really thought that a big dick mattered to me, but his was
so nice and perfect looking. So smooth, and I loved to watch the
way it bounced slightly in front of him as he walked.
I don't know when I first fell in love with him, but I'd had
a crush on Nick Mathison for a long time now. I think my
attraction to him just snuck up on me. Not only was he good
looking, but he was smart, funny, kind, and he actually talked to
me.
My heart fluttered for a few seconds then as I turned away
and finished getting ready for class. I had seen him naked
again! It wasn't every gym period that I was lucky enough to
catch him like that, so I savored every moment of it in my mind,
etching it against my eyelids.
When I was alone in my room that night, closing my eyes
brought his beautiful body to mind again. I felt myself start to
get hard at the image, and I ran my hand between my legs to
massage my dick under my jeans. It grew to full attention, and I
rubbed up and down on it.
That was it, I had to get naked and beat off right then. My
heart was already starting to race, and picturing Nick naked had
gotten me too horny to go back. I quickly stripped totally bare
and then went to the door. My parents and Jordan were
downstairs, so I quickly peeked my head out to listen to make
sure they were still there.
After checking, I raced down the hall to my parents room. I
loved the thrill of being naked and going around the house. My
dick slapped up against my belly as I ran. I grabbed my mom's
lotion from the nightstand and rushed back to my room, closing
and locking the door behind me.
Then I lay down on my bed, my heart racing even faster now,
and popped the top on the bottle. Cool white liquid dribbled out
on my hard dick, and then I closed the top and put the lotion on
the bed next to me before I started working the white liquid into
the smooth flesh of my cock.
I closed my eyes and slowly started to stroke myself as I
quickly slipped into a favorite fantasy I had about Nick...
We had stayed late to pick up all the gym equipment from
volleyball, and for some reason this time it had taken extra
long, so the bell rang before we even had a chance to finish.
Coach Weller said it wasn't a big deal. He just wrote us out a
pass to keep us from getting in trouble and then told us to
shower and get to class as quick as we could.
Nick and I picked shower heads right next to each other in
the empty showerroom, and slowly started to lather up our bodies.
Just like in real life, I kept on sneaking peaks at Nick's sexy
naked body whenever I thought he wasn't looking. Every time I'd
look, it seemed like his dick was getting bigger until I took one
more peak and saw his large cock sticking straight out in the
biggest erection I'd ever seen.
"Could you wash my back?" Nick asked.
"Uh, sure," I answered.
I took my soap and lathered my hands before cautiously
starting to run them along his shoulders and then down the middle
of his back. I ran my hands over and over his smooth back,
making sure it got really clean, but the more I touched him, the
harder my dick got until I, too, had an erection.
"Okay, that's good," Nick said, turning around. "Here, let
me do yours now."
He turned me around and soon I felt his hands gliding up and
down my back. He took his time and each pass of his hands took
him closer to my butt until suddenly he was touching it, running
his hands over each smooth globe and then he was coming around to
the other side.
Nick's soapy right hand gently wrapped itself around my dick
and he slowly started pumping on it. He pressed himself against
my back and I could feel his erection press up against me. I
leaned back against him and sighed at the pleasure I felt in
being wrapped up in his strong arms.
"I love you, Derek," Nick whispered.
"I love you, too," I answered back in my fantasy.
Nick's hand felt great, and he knew exactly how I liked it,
taking long deep strokes and not holding it too tight. He knew
just when to speed up too. It was almost like I was doing it
myself. He held me even tighter when he knew I was getting
close. Then I was shooting my load out onto the tiled floor as
pleasure coursed through my body.
I opened my eyes then and saw little puddles of semen all
along my belly and chest. Back to reality.