Date: Sat, 1 Dec 2007 22:38:58 -0600
From: borram@live.com
Subject: Bunk Beds - 2

Warning: Story contains man/teen sex.  If you don't like that type of thing
or if it is illegal for you to read at your age or in your area, don't read
it..... Although not mentioned in the story, safe sex was always practiced.

Bunk Beds

Chapter 2

This story is true, it occurred over the Labor Day weekend a few years ago
and in the following week. This is my first story, though I've thought many
times about writing one to try to give back to all those that have written
the stories that I've enjoyed over the years. Although this story is true
and the situation continues to evolve, the names of the characters have
been changed to protect the innocent, and if "James" knew I was writing
about this he would be VERY upset. Any comments or feedback would be
greatly appreciated. borram@live.com

Let's review where we left off at the end of Chapter 1...

We spent some time snacking and sitting around watching TV still with just
our towels wrapped around us. James was still pretty playful, playing grab
ass games like snapping each other with towels and trying to pull my towel
off several times (I let him do it a couple of times) and of course I had
to try and pull his off too (and I was able to do it once).

After about 2 hours of this playfulness and with the sexual tension running
pretty high, our parents and their guests came back from shopping. Shortly
after they returned James said that he was going to take a nap so he could
get some rest before his birthday dinner. As he was climbing the stairs to
our room he stopped and asked me what I was going to do then added
"...you're probably getting pretty tired too". Well I couldn't pass up an
invitation like this so I agreed with him and told the others that I too
would be taking a nap.

Chapter 2

James and I went up to our room still only dressed in our towels. I was
curious how things were going to transpire once we got into our room and
got the door closed since the sexual tension had been building all day. We
had been skinny dipping in the ocean most of the morning, showered together
in the outdoor shower, ran around the vacation house for a good part of the
afternoon playing grad ass games and we both had about a 3/4 hard-on most
of the afternoon.

As soon as we were safely in our room James and I both laid down in our
bunk beds.  James was on top and I was on the bottom. When I laid down I
made sure that I was positioned so that I had as good a view as possible of
James in the mirror that hung on the wall opposite the bunk beds.

We lay in our beds talking about the day's events and what we were going to
be doing that night for his birthday. As we talked it seemed that the
pauses between James' responses were getting longer almost like he was
falling asleep. I knew better than this though because I could see in the
mirror that he was playing with himself through the towel that was still
wrapped around his waist. He was still oblivious to the perspective I had
of him through the mirror's reflection so I started steering the
conversation to some of the more arousing parts of our day's events.

I began talking about how nice it felt skinny dipping in the waves, the
water moving your dick and balls around almost like it was someone else
playing with you. I also talked about the two of us sharing the shower when
we got back from the beach, something I told him that I hadn't done since
high school (I lied). I even got him to open up and tell some stories of
things that happened in his high school showers (these stories were still
fresh in his head since he was still in high school, at least for the next
few weeks). I told him about a guy from my high school days that always
seemed to be the first one in the shower after gym class and the last one
out of the shower, always taking a corner shower head and keeping his body
turned to the wall but always scanning the rest of the shower with his
eyes.

Now up until this point in the 12 years that I had known my stepbrother
James I had never seen him give any indication that he might be interested
in anything other than girls. He was still dating the girl that he had lost
his virginity to almost two years prior.  He had always shared his most
trusted secrets with me including that he had never masturbated prior to
having sex for the first time because he wanted to wait and give his first
induced orgasm to the girl he lost his virginity to (he later told me he
regretted this because it made his first time go too quick). I had talked
to him when he was younger to see if I could find out if he had ever messed
around with any of his friends like so many younger boys do growing up. He
told me about how some of his friends had made some comments and had hinted
that they might want to mess around but that he had turned them down. Well
all of this background had not given any hint that James was interested at
all in messing around with a guy but as we were talking about the different
things we had done that day and about our shower stories from high school
he was playing with himself through his towel.

I won't try to re-tell any of the stories he told me, they're his stories
not mine, but one of them was about when he had gone into the shower after
wrestling practice and found two of his team mates in the shower. One of
the guys was washing the others back.  They didn't see James walk into the
shower and since he felt pretty uncomfortable about it he turned around and
left. He went back to his locker and stalled for a while before going back
about 10 minutes later hoping they would be done "messing around" but when
he went back, one of his team mates was on his knees sucking the others
dick. According to James when he saw this he turned around and left without
showering that day.

As we were laying on our respective bunks talking James suddenly rolled on
his side and stuck his head down to look at me in my bunk and said "...you
have to promise me something. Whatever you do don't get out of your bed,
don't look up into mine, don't do anything".

Now I had no idea what he was talking about and told him so. His reply was
short and sweet (to my ears and eyes), he said "...I'm horny, I've had a
half a boner all day and I need to take care of it but since you're here
you can't look."

Well who was I to complain, I had a pretty good view of the action already,
so I said to James that I would be ok with that but he had to promise not
to look down because I wanted to do the same thing.

By the time I was asking him to not look down at me he already had his
towel open and was stroking his hard cock. I didn't really care if he
looked or not I just said it to make it seem "normal" and hoping that if he
knew I was beating off he might get curious and look.

During this session James started as he had before, playing with his balls
and sack with his right hand and flopping his dick around with his left
hand. He again propped himself up with his pillows and was intently
watching what he was doing. As he continued to flop his dick around he
would stop periodically and 'milk' his cock and wipe his finger over the
head to catch his pre-cum and feed it to himself. Just like it had the
night before eating his pre-cum seemed to get him (and me) more and more
excited.

After he had been at it for about 5 minutes he also had drawn his knees
up. At first this kind of annoyed me because it blocked some of the view I
had of him and it wasn't like I could ask him to lower his knees. It took
me a while to figure out why he had drawn up his knees because it was hard
to see what he was doing. When I figured it out I almost blew my load right
there.

When James drew up his knees I thought that he was just continuing to play
with his balls with his right hand, what I didn't realize at first was that
he was actually playing with his asshole. I couldn't tell for sure but it
didn't look like he was sticking his finger(s) in his hole but just rubbing
around the hole and the 'taint' area. At this point I didn't care what he
was doing; I just knew it was hot.

As all of this was going on both James and I were still stroking our
cocks. James' pace had increased (again) to a fever pitch. His stroking was
shaking the entire bed. This shaking and watching him was making me crazy,
I wanted to ask him to tell me some more stories but I didn't figure it was
the right time to let my secret out. I got to the point that I couldn't
last any longer and I blew my load all over my chest. James didn't last
much longer then I did.

As James got close to cumming his knees were still drawn up and when he was
about to cum he arched his back and thrust his middle up. Just like he had
done the night before he opened his mouth and stretched to get his mouth as
close to his erupting dick as he could. I couldn't tell where his cum
landed this time (remember, I was still recovering) but I could tell that
he was really jamming his fingers into that area below his balls; I just
couldn't see how far below them.

It was nice this time as we were recovering we didn't have to try to mask
our breathing since we both knew what we had just done. After we had
recovered for a little while James began to scoop up the cum off his chest
with his fingers and feed it to himself just like he had done the night
before.

Just like he had done last night, within a minute of James being done
eating the cum off his chest he was fast asleep. After James dozed off I
wiped myself off with the towel I had been wearing (after tasting a little
of my own cum) and let sleep overtake me.

I must have slept for an hour or so, when I woke up James was dressed and
kneeing beside my bed as if he was tying his shoe. His head was even with
my crotch and the towel I had been wearing was laying open. If I didn't
know better I would've thought that he was perving on my crotch.



I guess this is as good a place as any to stop Chapter 2. I wanted to get
the second Chapter out as quick as I could after the first one. The story
starts to take a turn during the evening after our afternoon nap so I
thought it would be good to split the chapter here. Sorry there hasn't been
any real sex but like I've mentioned before this all happened in real life
so I'm just telling you how it happened. I'm going to continue to work on
the story so Chapter 3 should be out in a couple of days. Feedback will
help keep me motivated to keep writing so please feel free to send me
mail. Like everybody, I'll just ignore the flames but any comments or
criticisms will be happily accepted.

borram@live.com