Date: Wed, 13 Jun 2007 21:11:44 -0400
From: JesseFonda@bellsouth.net
Subject: Chuck's Story Chapter 1

This is my story. You can believe it or not. You know the rules about age
limits or being illegal to read this kind of stuff so if you're not
supposed to, or think you would be offended don't read it. All characters
in this story are played by people over 18.  Proof is on file.

			"Chuck's Story", Chapter 1

			      By- Jesse Fonda

     I'll be 18 in less than a month. About 2 years ago, just before I
turned 16, I found Nifty. After 2 months of reading the stories I noticed
the links to the chat rooms. I clicked, filled out the information page and
entered.

     Since then I've chatted with a lot of guys. I thought my little secret
was mine alone, but at least 30 guys have told me stories similar to mine
so I decided to tell 'my story'.

     I had turned 11 early in the month and my brother Billy had just
turned 13 on the 23rd. It was maybe two weeks later the first time I caught
him playing with himself after he thought I was asleep. "What are you
doing?" I whispered. He jumped, then got all pissed off at me and started
hissing at me that I should be asleep and to mind my own business.

     A few nights later I was nearly asleep when he was doing it again. I
tried not to move or anything so he wouldn't know I was awake. He
whispered, "You're awake aren't you?  Spying on me again? If you want to
know give me your hand." I had no idea what he intended to do but I didn't
want him hissing and I sure did want to know, so I lifted my hand and let
him guide it to his dick.

     He had a boner. It's not like we hadn't gotten peeks at each other's
boners in our underwear before but I had only seen his once outside his
briefs and that had been awhile ago, but we saw each other naked fairly
often, after all we shared a bedroom, bath and bed.  This was the first
time I ever felt his dick. I got a stiffy right away.

    I wrapped my hand around it and he took his away. I wasn't sure what he
wanted me to do at first so I just squeezed it a little. Then I moved up
and felt the head, then down to the base. It felt a lot bigger and fatter
than I thought it would. Maybe turning 13 did that.

     I had never felt his pubes before, but I had wanted to. They were dark
brown like his shaggy hair and the new hairs under his arms I had
noticed. Now I played with them, twirling them around my finger. They
weren't as stiff as they looked.

     Of course I was still smooth as a baby's ass, as Billy has told me,
and mine probably won't be as dark as his since I have sandy blond/brown
hair. Billy's eyes are a soft brown where mine are hazel.  He had filled
out a lot in the last two years and was more muscled where I was still on
the skinny side. He had also shot up so that he was now about 6 inches
taller than me.

    I glanced up at his face. His eyes were closed. He seemed relaxed. I
played with the hair around his cock and moved my hand over his balls. He
opened his legs. As I felt them I noticed they had almost no hair on
them. I was very careful not to squeeze. I cupped them in my hand. They
felt full and heavy compared to my grape sized ones that were still tight
to my body.

     I then moved my hand back to his hard fat dick and squeezed it gently
again. He then pushed the covers down to his waist and got on top of
them. Then he put his hand on top of mine and started to move it up and
down the shaft. I became conscious of some wet slippery stuff right at the
top.

    "Keep doing it," he whispered. He took his hand away again and I just
kept up the movement.

     "Do it a little faster," he whispered. I speeded up my stroking a
little. "Ah, yea! that's it. Don't stop."

     My arm was starting to get tired when he said, "I'm almost ready.
It's gonna jump a little and white stuff is gonna shoot out. You're gonna
love this"

    I leaned closer. I wasn't sure I believed him. It was hard to see with
just the glow from the night light in the bathroom. Then I felt it give a
jerk. The second time it jerked a glob of thick stuff shot out and landed
on his chest. Then more squirted out on the third jerk. Then two, three,
four more jerks and squirts. I counted 7 jerks in all and 6 squirts. There
was some on my hand. I was still stroking it. He put his hand on mine,
squeezed it and hissed, "Stop."

    "Turn on the light so I can see." I told him.

    "No, dummy, mom and dad will see the light."

    He took a hand towel from under his pillow and started wiping it up.
"What is that stuff?" I asked.

    "Shhhh! Not so loud he whispered, then handed me the towel to wipe it
off my hand.

    "It's jizz. My balls fill up with it. You made me cum. That's what it's
called when it squirts out. I'll let you do it again sometime if you don't
act like a little asshole."

    "Did it ever squirt out before?" I asked quietly

    "Yea, but I usually do it in the bathroom so you don't see. Just be
quiet and don't go blabbing about it." Billy ordered.

    "Does that much come out all the time?" I whispered back.

    "You'll find out if I ever let you do it again. Now shut up and go to
sleep."

    'Again sometime' turned out to be the next day after school. He went
into the bedroom first and I followed soon after. He was just wearing his
white briefs when I came in. His boner was obvious. "You want to do it
again?" he asked.

    "Sure!" I answered. He took his underwear off and lay down on the
bed. I stared at his hard dick. It stuck straight up, unlike mine, which
was close to my tummy when I was stiff.  It looked even bigger than it felt
last night. He watched me undress. By the time I got on the bed I had a
full-blown boner too. I started to stroke his dick.

    "No! Play with it first like you did last night." I followed the same
routine but when I started handling his balls he sighed and said, "That
feels really good.  Just do that for a while.  He finally told me he was
ready for me to start 'Jacking him off'.

    This time after he did the cum stuff he pulled his cock back and I let
go. "It gets too sensitive to keep going. You need to stop when it stops
jerking," he told me. A lot came out.  That answered that question.

    "How did you learn how to do that?" I asked.

    "Some kids in school told me about it. I tried it a few times. Then it
worked," he told me with a grin.

    "When your balls get full of the jizz stuff does it hurt? Do you have
to do it a lot," I continued. I wanted all the details.

    "Naw, it doesn't hurt, but you can tell, they feel full. You need to do
it usually 3 times a day, sometimes more"

    "Oh! Is that why you're always locked in the bathroom?"

    We were all wiped up and he had rolled on his side, propped his head on
his hand and said, "Why don't you shut up and let me see you do yours."

    I lay back and started stroking it. After a while it felt so good.
Almost too good, like if I kept doing it, it would start hurting. So I
stopped. Billy reached over and took over. After a few minutes, again it
felt like it was going to hurt if he did it any more and I told him, but he
told me, 'No, it won't. It's gonna feel great". Oh my god! Was he right!

    That night we got in bed naked. I played with him the way he liked and
then made him cum. Afterwards I started to do mine but he reached over and
did it for me. The next morning we each lay there and jacked off watching
the other. That became our routine.  Three times a day on school days 4 or
5 times on weekends.

    Weekends weren't as easy or relaxed of course cause we had to be quick
and locked in the bathroom but we managed.

    We had been doing it like this for over a month before I sucked him the
first time. It was after school. Some of the clear slippery stuff was on my
fingers. I licked it off and went back to jacking him. Then there was
more. I again raised my fingers and licked them. It was sweet. I liked
it. I licked some off the tip of his cock. I looked up at him. He was just
watching me with a slight smile on his handsome face. Soon the head was in
my mouth.  "See if you can do more," He said. I soon I had most of it in.

    He told me when he was ready to shoot and I made him cum by hand. He
told me it was called a blowjob. I thought that was weird because I was
sucking it.  I did it again that night, but then he gave me a
blowjob. Since I didn't shoot anything he sucked me all the way until I got
that really good jerky feeling. I was biting my hand to keep from making
any noise.

    The next day after school he wiped up some of his jizz on his finger
and held it up.  "Open your mouth," he ordered, and he put it in and I
sucked it off. He fed me some more.  "Lick the rest off." I followed his
order. I lapped it up from his chest, stomach and cock.

    It wasn't the greatest thing I ever tasted but it wasn't horrible
either. That night He told me he wanted to shoot it in my mouth. I told
him, "No way!" but when he told me he was ready to cum. I just kept
sucking. 'What the hell', I thought, 'He's gonna make me eat it anyway'. I
felt the first jerk and just held the head in my mouth trying to swallow
each shot until he was done.  Then he sucked me until I had that great
cummy feeling too.

    It didn't take us very long to figure out we could suck each other at
the same time.

    Of course we didn't just DO sex. We talked about it also. He told me
girls liked to have their boobs played with. We found just nipples felt
pretty damn good. We tried kissing.  He liked that more than I did, but I
still got kissed more than I wanted.  I liked it better when he nibbled my
ears or kissed my neck, chest, especially my nipples, and stomach. I had no
problems with kissing him all over. It was just the tongue in the mouth I
didn't like much.

    And balls, I can't forget that. Billy loved me to put his big balls in
my mouth and suck them gently. Just licking his nearly hairless ball sack
made him squirm.

    He told me about pussies and fucking. One day while we were sucking
each other he started playing with my ass. It took a few weeks to figure
out the lubrication. Even when we did, it didn't go well at first.

    After all, I was a tight little 11-year-old. It was a total accident
that I pushed out one day and his finger went in. It still took several
days and nights of putting his finger in me and working it around until I
got used to it. I have to be honest here though. Once he got his finger in
me I liked it. There was a place in there that felt really great when he
touched or rubbed it. As I loosened up and he was able to get two fingers
in I liked it even better.

    I put my finger in him a couple times but he didn't like it that much
and asked me not to do it anymore.

    Lying there sucking and being sucked while his fingers worked my ass
was just too great a feeling. Going the next step and letting him fuck me
didn't seem like the way to go.  He asked me a couple of times but to an
11-year-old a hard fat 13-year-old cock is a formidable weapon.

    Finally the day came when I walked into the bedroom after school.
Billy was almost undressed. I started taking my clothes off but I watched
as he took his underwear off. He turned and faced me, waiting for me to get
naked. As soon as I stepped out of my briefs he said, "I'm going to fuck
you and I don't want to hear any whining."

     In the afternoon light he looked great. His big fat dick was standing
out straight from his body. His nice balls were hanging in their sack
below. I nodded. "Ok, just don't hurt me Billy. It's really big."

     I got up on the bed and got on my hands and knees with my butt
pointing in the air.  He got the mineral oil we were using for lube and got
me slippery. Then put a finger in. He worked me a little then put a second
finger in. It wasn't feeling as good as usual. I asked him to stop. I lay
down and rolled on my back, pulled my legs up and spread them as wide as I
could. He pushed both fingers back in. OK! This was better. It was the
right angle. He was rubbing that place that felt so good.

     I just lay there enjoying it. "Ok! That's enough. You're just playing
around now.  Come on and get back up here so I can stick it in you."

     I got back on my hands and knees. He put some more mineral oil in me
and put lots on his dick. I felt him feeling for the right spot and then
the tip of his dickhead touched. I pushed out and felt him put some
pressure on. It went in just a little before I felt my hole being spread
open. "Go slow, Billy." I begged.

     "Damn! Don't be such a baby. I just started. The heads not even in
yet."

     He was holding my hips so I couldn't pull forward. With only one way
to go I pushed back a little and stopped.

     "Do that again. It's going in." He said with a little too much
jubilation in his voice.

     I was more tentative this time. "Come on push. You can do it." He
demanded.

     I gave another big push and the head popped in. "Damn!" I heard him
say under his breath.

     "FUCK!" was what I screamed.

     He held me there. It fucking hurt like hell. When he realized I wasn't
going to calm down he pulled it out.

     I was panting and the tears were running down my checks. I flopped
over on my side and pulled my legs up. Billy lay down next to me. He tried
to put his arms around me but I was having none of it. "Oh damn! Chuck. I'm
so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Really!  I'm so sorry. Please Chuck!
Please don't cry. I won't try to do it again.  I promise."

     I felt him get up and heard him pad into the bathroom. He ran some
water then came back with a cool, damp washcloth and started bathing my
forehead and face. I unfolded my legs. He wiped my chest with the damp
cloth. I was starting to forgive him. I moved closer to him and let him put
his arms around me. "I told you to go slow, you fucking prick!" I mumbled
into his chest.

     Over the next few days I enjoyed the sucking and finger fucking even
more. One night I woke up and his hand was between my legs and he had two
fingers in me.  I pulled away and went back to sleep but the next time I
woke up my butt was facing him and he had his fingers in me again. I just
went back to sleep. I got used to having his fingers in me. Billy was
letting me finger fuck him while I sucked him too now. From the sounds he
made I knew he was starting to enjoy it as much as I was.

     One thing I did notice the day he tried to fuck me was how beautiful
his cock was. I mean I knew it was big. I had handled it and sucked it
enough times, but Jesus! It was beautiful and in that light so was he. He
was good looking enough to be one of the models in one of those catalog
things we got in the mail. I began to think more and more about what it
would feel like to have his big cock inside me.

     It was maybe two or three weeks later. It was afternoon. The same
light was coming in the window. It was a warm day and it seemed neither of
us was in any hurry to get started sucking. As soon as I lay down I opened
my legs so he could get his fingers in me. Billy was in a kissing mood. He
was holding me and I was trying to get him to kiss my neck. He had three
fingers in my ass and was sucking my nipples. I started to pump my butt
onto his fingers. It really felt good.

     I reached down and started to play with his big hard cock. Paying some
attention to his balls of course. "Where's the oil?" I asked.

     He leaned back and handed it to me. I moved back and put a liberal
amount on his dick. I urged him to move over me. He was between my legs. I
raised them and spread them.  His fingers were still inside me. I pulled on
his dick a little and he took his fingers out of me and I touched his dick
tip to my hole.

     I pushed out. I felt him press forward. My hole began to stretch
open. The head of his cock went in. I gasped. He stopped. I put my hands on
his back and slid them down to his butt and urged him on. He began to press
it into me.

    It was a little uncomfortable but I wanted it. I wanted to feel my big
brother's beautiful cock inside me as deep as it would go. He leaned down
and kissed me. I opened my mouth and sucked his tongue, which was a pretty
good indication of how turned on I was. He had stopped pushing down. I
started pushing up. He pulled his head back and was looking into my eyes. I
took another inch into me.

     "Jesus! What's gotten into you? I thought you would never let me."

     "You're getting into me but shut up. Just let me do this." I answered.

     I pushed up slowly and took it in inch by inch. Soon I felt his soft
curly pubic hair against my butt. I pulled his butt down to be sure I had
it all.

     "Damn! Chuck, It feels fucking fantastic. It's so tight and hot and it
feels like you're pulling on it. Are you sure about this?"

     "Go ahead Billy. It's ok. I want you to do it".

     He pulled it out until the head was caught behind my ass ring then he
pushed it slowly back in all the way. When it was all the way in he held it
there. Then he did it again.

     "Holy shit! Chucky, I can't believe it feels this good. It's so much
better than I thought it was gonna be.

     "Please Billy! Fuck me!" I begged.

     He started with long slow strokes. He was trying to be careful and not
hurt me. I was way beyond that. I wanted to be fucked deep. I wanted to
feel him in me, moving in me, sliding in me, pounding in me, cumming in
me. He made me feel all that and then some. He jabbed deep and fast. He did
a swirl, screw kind of stroke. I was gasping in pure joy and making little
squealing noises. He made me have the jerky feeling.

    "Do it inside me, ok, Billy?" He fucked me hard and then he pumped me
full of his jizz. I could feel every jerk and squirt in me.

     We lay there breathing hard. Our hearts pounding in our chests. They
began to slow.  He whispered in my ear, "Are you ok?

     "Yea! I think so. It feels so damn good Billy. Don't take it out,
please." I whined.

     It was still filling me completely. I can't begin to describe the
feeling of being so filled with his cock. "Are you sure you're ok? I want
to fuck you some more. I'm still hard."

     "Yea! Ok! Like I can't tell it's still hard, but it's still big too.
Just go slow at first. And Billy? Don't think you can fuck me any time you
want." He chuckled and I could feel his cock jiggling inside me.

     Again he started with long slow strokes. He did all the other stuff
too though. I had another orgasm and he fucked me for a long time. I felt
him pumping his jizz in me again though not as forcefully as the first
time.

     I kept my butt clamped and held his jizz in me all night.

     So that's 'my story'. Not all of it of course. Billy's friend, Scott
has a claim on my ass too. But that didn't start until months later. Billy
has gone off to college but Scott is still around.

     I guess I'll tell you that secret also.

			      TO BE CONTINUED

This story is dedicated to the memories of Justin Case, Eric Draven and
Axl.  Wherever you are guys, you are still remembered, missed and loved.


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