Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2002 05:09:32 -0700
From: tommy boy <sf_tommy@hotmail.com>
Subject: BUSTED  (MM, Spank, Anal)

BUSTED  (MM, Spank, Anal)

By tommy boy,
San Francisco, 2002


I knew I shouldn't of done it.

Actually I'd been sniffing my brothers underwear off and on for the last
couple of years.  I'd always been careful to do it when he and mom wouldn't
catch me.  I know he's my brother and all but Bill was 19 now and what with
his new motorcyle, scroungy goatee he had hanging, his biker friends, he
was really looking pretty hot to me.

Tonight he and his bud Earl were going to some kegger.  Having been dirt
biking all day they decided to shower and change here at the house.  I
could hear `em talking and jostling each other from my room.  Some hot
bitches were supposed to be at this party. I'm only 15, can't drive, can't
really do anything.  Me and Bill get along all right most the time, not too
close since dad died.  Get high with him once and a while but he and mom
have this deal that he can stay in the house as long as de doesn't
"corrupt" me.

A heard the rustle of leather jackets and saw first Bill go by "Later,
dumbfuck." He laughed in passing my door.

Earl, ever original repeated it, "Later dumbfuck."  Earl was hot, an older
guy at 23, I was always a little intimidated by him.  6'2, 210 pounds
tattoos up and down both forearms, a meaty fucker.  Like I said, not too
bright, but he had a nasty glare that could pretty much shut your ass up
about anything.

I put down the book I was reading and listened for the slam of the door,
and the click of the lock.

My heart was pounding a little as I adjusted the tightening crotch of my
Levis.  Five full minutes I waited, just to be sure they had really left.
I peeled off each sock and stood up peeling off my tank top too, wearing
jeans and nothing more I slipped into the hall looking at Moms room I stood
silent and listened.  She mustn't be home yet.

I quietly slipped in Bill's room squeezing my crotch repeatedly, there on
the floor was my prize.  Bill and Earls sweat stained biker clothes from
today's run.  I popped the top button of my jeans and stood still for a
minute listening, just too be sure.  The house was quiet, inside, and just
enough of a wind outside to hear it whir a bit.

I grabbed my brothers underwear and stuck them to my nose and inhaled
deeply.

I shudder ran through my body, then another.

I ripped my jeans down and started squeezing my balls, jacking my dick,
trying not to cum right then, right there, on the spot.  In a heady haze I
lowered the stinking shorts from my face.  One leg at a time I removed my
jeans.  I paused and listened for sounds again.  Still the place was quiet.
I'd been sneaking sniffs of Bills shorts for a while but this was the first
time I was naked in his room beating off to it.

I looked at Earl's pile of clothes.  A pair of dirty BVDs lay on the top of
the pile.  My brother was one thing but his best buddy too?  I kind of felt
like I was violating his privacy or something so I just knelt down over
them and sniffed, not like I was touching them or anything.

Another hard shudder.  My balls flipped and for ten seconds I held my
breath trying not to cum.

A drop of precum leaked out my dick and fell on the brim of Earl favorite
ballcap as it lay on the floor.

I managed somehow not to cum and thought fuck it.  I snatched Earl's shorts
and inhaled deeply.  Fucking hot man sweat.  With my other hand open I
brabbed Bill's shorts.  Not wanting to mix the two mens smell I alternated
sniffing on paid and then other.  Getting to know them, to notice the
differences, how the butt smell was different than the dick smell..  I kept
rubbing my dick on Bill's bedpost, on the edge of creaming the whole time..
Finally too hot to resist I wadded Earls shorts in to my mouth and was
rubbing Bill's against my dick and I musta been in fag never never land
cause I didn't know anything until the door flew open and Bill and Earl
rushed into the room going for his secret stash.

I don't think it even registered to them that I was there until second
glance.

Bill, paused, mouth wide open, "What the fuck."  he didn't really yell it
was more shock.

"What the fuck, this is fag shit man."  Earl was starting to look a little
pissed.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"  Bill finally yelled, he was mad.

I dropped Bills shorts and spit out Earls and then ran from the running, my
hard on stabbing the air in front of me, that fucker wouldn't go away.  I
ran to my room and closed the door.  Scared shitless I turned the light
off.  Shaking in the dark I touched my dick.  Fucking rock hard.

I shivered in my bed.  I could hear the other two talking and hear their
boots on the floorboard.  "FUCK, fuck, fuck, fuck," I kept whispering too
myself.

Suddenly my door flew open and I could see Bills frame silhouetted in the
hall light.  "Get out here!"  he yelled.

This is it I thought; I'm dead.  "Let me put something on, just a sec."

"Fuck that, get your fag ass out here right now!"  I could sense Earl out
in the hallway right behind Bill.

I walked out into the light of the doorway, Bill pulled back and pointed,
"To my room."

I was thinking; "I'm such a fuck up."  The tears started, practically a
river as I walked passed my brother and into his room.

"Lay over the footboard of my bed, legs spread, arms forward and spread."
I did as told and Earl started tying my left foot to the post I'd been
rubbing my dick on earlier.  The headboard cut into me at the crotch a
little, Earl had pulled my arms pretty tight.

"Don't ever fuck with me or my friends."  Bill sounded stern almost severe,
I'd never heard that tone from him before.  I couldn't see him.  The first
strike of his belt bright home the lesson.

"WHACK"

The shock and instant pain stunned me unprepared.  A lone gasp escaped and
for many seconds I couldn't breath in.  When I finally could again a
gargled scream escaped.

"Shut the fuck up."  Bill nodded to Earl.  Earl laughed and grabbed his
days dirty underwear, "So you like sucking on these." he waved them in
front of me and then shoved them into my mouth, ".well suck on `em some
more!"

"WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK

My dick went limp about number three, whimpering red face I tried to spit
out the shorts, my ass blazed with fire and I struggled against the ropes
actually shifting the heavy oak bed frame a few times.  Breathing fast and
short I hyperventilated and lost consciousness

When I came-to I wasn't too sure where I was.  Only a few minutes had
passed and I could hear Bill and Earl behind me doing something.  Then I
felt somebody's hand slather my ass crack with something kinda
slimy-smoothe, shortening came to mind.  It hurt having my ass touched but
as they kept to the crack I wasn't too bad.  I knew what was gonna happen.

I'll never know for sure who took my cherry.  I turned to look and got
slapped up side the head.  I struggled against penetration, the dick
slipped in slowly persistently without stopping until I felt pubes at my
ass ring.  Somebody said "Tight cunt" but I couldn't tell who.  I
surrendered at that point, not that it mattered, I was fucked and that
could never be changed.  Whoever he was he pistoned my ass for a couple of
minutes and my dick started to get hard as I got fucked.  The he pulled out
and a different, thicker, cockhead slammed into my hole.  I yelped as this
guy put his weight into slamming my welted ass, he rode my for a couple of
minutes tensed and then unloaded into me.

I listened again as the two of them plodded around for towels and then they
walked in view on my left I finally turned and looked at them and spit out
Earl shorts.  "Is that what you wanted, you stupid little bitch.  Don't you
ever sneak behind my back and fuck with my shit again or you'll be fucked
up a whole lot worse than you are today."  Bill didn't sound nearly so
pissed as earlier.

I don't know why but the two of them dressed in their dirty biker gear
rather than their party clothes and only then finally untied me, I
struggled back to my room and fell on my bed exhausted, my ass and asshole
throbbing.

Bill and Earl left again for their party, "Later dumbfuck." The chimed
laughing their way out the door.

Earl had his favorite ballcap on.

My dick started getting hard again.

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