Date: Fri, 15 Jun 2001 22:32:44 -0400
From: Danny Meyer <sittinhome@hotmail.com>
Subject: COOL KID BROTHER! - Chapter 16
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COOL KID BROTHER!
CHAPTER 16 READING TIME: 11 MINUTES
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WARNING
If it is not legal or ethical for you to read erotic stories,
particularly of a gay or homosexual nature, please exercise your
obligations as a responsible citizen and select suitable reading
material. This story contains fictional graphic depictions of
actions and tendencies considered extreme by many people.
This entire story is purely a fantasy, and is for entertainment
purposes only--it is not a reflection of life. All readers are
warned not to attempt to re-enact, or recreate any of the actions
or incidents portrayed or implied in any of this story's contents
or events, which are entirely fictitious. The foregoing and
subsequent text applies to all chapters and portions of this
story--past, present, and future.
This fantasy was written for gay men and women. The orientation
is gay male. Some bisexual men and women may also enjoy it, as
well as some straight men and women, who are curious. If you
like high-school age male-to-male sex, read on.
This is a fictional story. None of this ever really happened.
None of the people are real people.
The story is about sex and daily living of high-school boys, ages
14 to 17. It's an all-gay story. If you like, and you're allowed
to read this, please read on. If not, please pick another story,
and have a good day. No hatred or prejudice here.
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ALL NAMES PLACES AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE WHOLLY
FICTITIOUS, AND BEAR NO CONNECTION WITH, RESEMBLANCE
OR RELATION TO, ANY REAL PERSON OR ENTITY. ANY SUCH
SIMILARITY IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL, AND UNINTENTIONAL.
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MAIN CHARACTERS, (SO FAR):
--The Brothers--
Tommy - 16 years old (Thomas James Robison, Jr.) - the serious
one. Tommy is the most athletic of the brothers. He is
the most sensitive, also. He is in love with Billy and
the two of them are on the same baseball team. In
Chapter 1, Tommy makes his first sexual move, on Billy.
Tommy is 5' 10" tall, 165 pounds, smooth, with dark hair,
and deep, hot, brown eyes.
Billy - 14 (William Darren Robison) - the playful one. Billy is
'all over the map.' He wants it all. He loves to tease
and joke around. Tommy's daring approach of Billy in
Chapter 1 awakened Billy's sexuality and he's non-stop.
Billy's speed and agility make him a slightly better
baseball player than Tommy. [Billy narrates.]
Billy is the thinnest and fairest of the three brothers.
He is 5' 6" tall, 120 pounds, very tight-looking, and
smooth. His blonde hair is very fine and invisible, in
places. Billy has striking blue eyes.
Robby - 12 (Robert Michael Robison) - the unsure, outspoken one.
Robby is the youngest and 'Bi' brother of the three. He
is an early developer and has an oversized 'endowment'
for his age. He has admitted to fooling around, orally
with a girl, and has started to 'play' with his brothers.
NICKNAMES: Champ; Boy-genius.
Robby is 5' 5" tall, 120 lbs.--almost as tall as Billy,
but not as thin as Billy. Robby has medium reddish-brown
hair, and green eyes. He is slender, but has a more
defined look than Billy does.
--A Neighbor College Boy--
Marc - Marc Denton, age 19. Marc lives across the street and is
a college student, home for the summer. Marc is 6'1"
tall, 180 lbs. He's thin but athletic-looking. Marc has
dark brown hair, green eyes, and is an end on his college
football team. Marc has fine, aquiline facial features
and is considered to be very good-looking. Marc often
plays backyard sports with Tommy and Billy. Sometimes
he wrestles with all three brothers, and other boys.
Marc is introduced at the end of Chapter 11.
WHERE THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER LEFT OFF...
[Robby and Marc are having sex.]
Marc collapsed, with his head on Robby's chest, and the big boy's
cum-soaked penis pressed against Robby's leg. Robby thrilled to
the feel of Marc's strong, heaving body on him--so alive with
ragged, rapid breaths--and he rubbed the studly boy's hair, as he
felt Marc's lips trembling on his chest.
Robby not only had conquered Marc, but he was the first and the
youngest of this trio of brothers to have sex with a college boy;
the first to have sex with any boy, outside their circle of three.
What had just taken place charged Robby with new-found joy and
confidence. Marc's moans were making his youthful partner very
horny, again. Robby was breathless.
"Oh yeah. Robby... Robby... It's so good... so good.
Ohhhhhhh, Robby, I want you... uhh."
Robby's hardon was throbbing, and slick with precum.
"Cool, Marc. Can I fuck you, now?"
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REMINDER: Scroll up to 'Main Characters'
for more compete descriptions.
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Chapter text: 14.2 K
Reading time: 11 minutes
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CHAPTER 16 - NEW DISCOVERIES AND REVELATIONS
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The sun woke me up.
I don't know how we did it but Billy and I were on the floor--I
guess because it was so hot the night before, but now, the cool
floor felt good. I glanced up at my nightstand and it was 8:12
a.m.--way too early to be up on a summer day with nothing to do
but nothing. I was glad school was out for the summer.
I was on my side, facing Billy, and as I woke up, I couldn't figure
out what this round thing was, right in my face. It turned out to
be a belly-button--Billy's. I licked it, and I felt Billy tense-
up, right away.
"Marc!"
"No, it's ME, Tommy," I said, feeling suddenly hurt.
"Tommy, I knew it was you, I meant--"
"Oh fuck! Last night--Marc! What happened?"
"No clue, bro."
"Billy do you think--"
"I don't know what to think. Did Robby come to get us, last
night, I mean--"
"You're asking me? I was out like a light."
"Fuck! I guess I was too. It was so freaking hot in here."
"Feels cool now, though."
"Tommy! Do you think Robby outsmarted us, again? Do you
think he just never came and got us so he could be alone with Marc,
all night?"
"Nah. Robby's not like that. I don't think so, Billy."
I crawled up and kissed Billy's chest, giving his nipples a good
workout. Then, I made a trail of kisses, up to his chin, and
teased, by kissing all around his mouth, but I avoided his lips.
"Goddammit!" Billy said, smiling, as he grabbed my head and
kissed me. I guess my little kisses were too much of a tease for
him, especially since he seemed miffed about last night, and wasn't
exactly totally focused. He sure kissed good, though.
"Mmmmmmm! Good morning, bro!" I said, as I felt Billy relax,
suddenly.
That was so cool! We kissed each other on the lips, cheek, nose,
ears--it seemed we'd never stop. Finally, we just stared at each
other, and took one more long, deep kiss--with our tongues going at
it. I slid up more, and put my full body length on top of Billy.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!! FUCK! Get OFF! I gotta PEE!"
"Shit! Sorry, Billy. I do too."
On our way to the bathroom, I checked the thermostat. It was set
back to 60 degrees. I figured someone had to turn it down, last
night--probably Robby--but Billy seemed upset, so I thought it
wasn't worth mentioning.
This time, neither of us could pee with our boners, so it was off
to the shower, again, but we decided to use the downstairs shower,
so no one would hear us. This gave me the idea to 69 with Billy.
Because the shower floor was so big, we could both lay down in it
and do that, comfortably.
"Billy--you horny?" I said, as I turned the water on.
"No, but I can see my big brother is," Billy said, with this
gleam in his eyes. He was on his knees and slipped his mouth over
my hardon before I knew what hit me.
"Ahhhhhhh! Billy, that feels so good, but... if you're not
in the mood, I wanna wait, ok?"
"You sure, Tommy?"
"Yeah." I really wasn't sure--I was horny as hell, but
stopping and waiting seemed like the right thing to do. Maybe it's
just that I was selfish--I wanted Billy passionate--I wanted him to
want me, like I wanted him. I knew if I waited, that would happen.
Was I doing it for me, or for Billy? It seemed strange to me that
I couldn't tell.
"Tommy, you're horny and you're gonna wait--just because of
me?"
"Yeah. Well, plus--"
"Wow. That's like, DAMN!"
"Yeah."
"Now I feel like shit, Tommy."
"Nah. I know you're worried about Robby and Marc, and I--"
"Not WORRIED, Tommy--PISSED." Somehow, this was making me
feel like the little brother, again. 'Why wasn't *I* pissed?'
"Ok, 'pissed,'" I said, smiling at him."
"Fuck!" Billy said, with a pained look.
"Whatever you say, bro."
Then Billy got this silly smile--that little-brother smile that
always melted me. His eyes went through about 20 different
emotions, as he looked at me--into me. And then he just stared--
like everything stopped for a second. He leaned in and grabbed me.
His kiss was hot and heavy. We were in the shower but I swear, I
was sweating.
"Oh, God, Billy," I said. It sounded all blurred, because I
said it while my lips were on his.
"Ok, Tommy. Do it. Race yourself--see how quick you can
cum!" Billy said, looking so mischievous.
Damn! That sounded good to me!
"Right now? Here?"
"Yup. Why not?"
"The stuff."
"We'll use soap. That should work."
Billy didn't wait for my reaction. He grabbed the soap and rubbed
it on my dick. It seemed like the soap was his lips, and I could
feel the precum flowing, already. After Billy lubed his butt, he
bent over, leaning against the shower wall, trying to figure out
where to put his hands, with the faucets in the way.
I could hardly bend my dick down far enough to line it up with my
brother's hole, without hurting myself, so I stepped back, some,
and bent over more.
I pressed against the spot, very gently, and we both started to
moan. I loved the sexy sounds we made. I looked down, and it was
like I was seeing Billy's back for the first time. I leaned over a
little more and kissed him, there.
"Ah, yeah!" Billy gasped, "So good."
"Mmmm, God. Your butt feels great, bro, and I'm not even
in."
"Don't go slow, Tommy, shove it in, fast. I wanna try that."
"Billy--I don't know... you might not--"
"Dammit! Do it! Grab a dry washcloth!"
Billy took the wash cloth out of my hand and shoved it in his
mouth. 'Must be something from one of the stories,' I thought. It
seemed, weird, though.
I lined myself up with him, the best I could, then tried to figure
out what to do next. I braced myself, and shoved my hips forward,
as hard as possible. I went all the way in him on the first try.
I was scared I had hurt Billy. It felt good, but it hurt my dick a
little, doing it that way.
"Rrrummmmphhaahhhhhh!"
That sounded painful so I started backing out.
"Nurrrmmph! Nurrrmmph!" Billy said, as he reached around and
put his hand on my butt, trying to push me back in.
I didn't say anything, but I did slide back inside him.
"Billy, oh God! FUCK!" I said. There was so much feeling
going through my cock, now, I had no control at all.
I pounded Billy--too hard, I thought, but he kept moaning like it
felt good, so I kept going. I didn't think I could really stop,
anyway. Billy spit out the washcloth.
"Uh, uh, uh," Billy grunted, each time I shoved in him.
Pretty soon, his head was thumping against the tile wall, lightly,
with each thrust of my hips. Something about those sounds went
right to my cock.
"Billy! I'm--AHH!--Cummin'"
"Yeah, bro, do it!"
For some reason, just before I came, I paused, and this huge wave
of muscle grabbed my cock and balls. Whatever that was it made me
cum so hard it hurt, inside my dick, at the tip. But that didn't
stop it from feeling awesome!
Billy was pushing his butt into my cock as it shot off, and I
screamed about eight times, and I think I shot that many times,
too, inside my little brother's hot, hot, ass.
"Oh, shit, Billy! Fuck! The best! I bet you're horny NOW!"
I said, with my hopes up high, that I could make Billy horny.
"No."
I started to feel bad, but as Billy moved to the side, I could
easily see dripping white lines on the black tile.
"Holy fuck!"
"Yup, Tommy," Billy said, breathlessly, "Look what you DID to
me!"
"Oh! Poor baby needs a cleanup," I said, which made no
sense, since we were in the shower, but I guess Billy knew what I
meant. I had to grab his dick--I loved to feel Billy's hardness.
"Fuck! That was awesome, Tommy!" Billy turned around to
face me.
I knelt, licked, sucked, and cleaned up all the cum that was left,
and it tasted as good as ever.
"Mmmm, Billy! You have no idea how good you taste."
"Yup, I do. I tasted it, before."
"Wow! Cool! I thought I was weird for doing that. I
didn't--"
"You did that too, Tommy?"
"Yeah."
Billy was so quiet as we dried off. I knew he was still thinking
about Marc and Robby.
"Billy, maybe nothing happened last night. Maybe they just
slept, too."
"Well... I hope so."
I turned Billy around so he faced me, and I hugged him. He felt so
good--from my chest, all the way down to my dick. I wondered if
Billy would always feel this good--so exciting, just to hug.
"Are you hungry?"
"Yup. Starved."
When we got upstairs, we were both disappointed that Robby and Marc
weren't up yet.
"Fuck! Robby can sleep forever," Billy whined.
"Yeah, but what about Marc--I've seen him up early, and--"
"I guess that depends--"
I could see Billy didn't want to finish that statement. The look
in his face was strange, but I could tell he was frustrated, as we
walked into the kitchen.
"C'mere, tiger boy," I said, smiling.
I gave Billy a big hug, and again it thrilled me to feel him so
close. What made it better was that he squeezed back. I gave him
a huge wet kiss on his lips. I started to think of what I could do
to get his mind off this. I thought of stuff he liked for
breakfast. I thought my kiss was awesome.
"Eeeewwwwww, what's this love stuff!" Billy said, making a
big deal of wiping his mouth, teasing me.
"I gave you love stuff!" I said, laughing, "It's in your
butt! And if you don't behave, I'll pound it again."
"Yeah? Maybe I'll pound YOURS," Billy said, grinning, as he
slapped my butt, playfully.
"Pancakes?" I asked.
"Waffles!"
"Ok, waffles, but you clean up," I said to Billy, sternly.
"Yup."
Hmmm... I knew Billy liked waffles, but they were Robby's absolute
favorite, and I wondered if maybe Billy thought the smell of them
would wake Robby up. It was too early in the season to have the
air on, but dad kept the furnace fan going all the time, so even
with your door closed, you could smell stuff cooking.
"What are we gonna do to him if he fucked us over?"
"What?"
"You know what I mean, Tommy. Robby! If he just didn't come
tell us when Marc was asleep."
"You really think he did that, huh? Well, if he did, we'll
um, torture him," I said with a weird, fake, cruel look in my eyes.
Billy just burst out laughing.
"Ok, Tommy. You get the first turn. Hot irons, maybe?"
"Nah, too kind." I couldn't think of anything worse,
actually, and we were both laughing our asses of.
"Mmm. Smells good already, Tommy," Billy said, as I poured
the first batter into the waffle-maker. I was thinking about
Billy, and why he was so worked up over last night.
"Aren't you gonna close it?"
"Oh, yeah. Forgot."
"What's up, Tommy, my butt too hot for ya?"
"Yeah, I need ice on my dick now."
"I can do that." Billy turned to the fridge.
"No, Billy! Come on!"
"Hehe! Maybe I'll tie YOU up along with Robby and give you
the ice-dick torture! Hahaha!"
"I thought you were big on beating my butt."
"Yup, that too," Billy said, with his silly grin, obviously
having forgotten about that.
All of a sudden, there he was--sanding in the kitchen doorway,
rubbing his eyes, sleepily. It was Robby.
"ROBBY!" Billy and I said, at the same time.
"Hi, guys, what's up?"
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"What's up, your ASS, Robby!" Billy shouted, "What happened
last night?"
"N-nuthin'"
"Easy, Billy," I said. "Champ, tell us about last night,
ok?"
"He stayed awake. I fell ASLEEP!"
"He's LYING!" Billy said.
"No, he's not. Robby--did you--try anything or do--"
"No, nuthin--I SWEAR!"
"No touching, no feeling?"
"No ANYTHING!" Robby said, as he started to cry. We HAD been
rough on him, especially Billy.
I got up and held Robby. I hugged him and tried to tell him
everything was all right.
"You ok, Robby?"
"Yah."
"Champ, I'm sorry," Billy said.
"Yeah, Robby, me too. It's just that--well, me an' Billy--
we've been on pins and needles all morning."
"Something's burning!" Billy said.
"Fuck! Go open the windows in the living room, Robby," I
said, as I pulled the burned waffle off, with a fork. "Billy, open
the screen and grab this, and toss it out, ok?"
Billy returned and took the blackened waffle.
"OW! SHIT! Oh, FUCK!!"
"Well, don't grab it with your HAND! It's HOT!"
The well-crisped thing dropped to the floor and shattered.
"SHIT! Ow!! Ow!!" Billy continued.
"Now look what you did. It's a mess, now! FUCK! I was
already feeling bad--Billy had burned himself and I ignored it.
"I'll get it," Robby said, dustpan in hand, and he scooped
the fragments into the pan, and threw them away.
"Billy I--I'm, sorry bro, I--I'm sorry, I just lost my cool
for a sec."
"Yup!" Billy said, smiling, as he took an ice cube from the
freezer and gripped it with his burned fingers, "That's gonna cost
you BIGTIME, big brother. REAL bigtime!"
"Ok, so what do you want to do, torture me?"
"Maybe."
"Yah!" Robby said.
"Oh, great, I'm fucked, now."
"Yup, that too."
"Lemme see, is it a bad burn?"
"Yup. Kiss it."
"Yah, Tommy, you gotta kiss it," Robby added.
"So how'd you sleep last night, Champ?" Billy asked, "Did
Marc get hard, or anything?"
"No--well, I don't know, really. I ketp waking up with a
boner, though. And it hurt, sometimes."
"Shit," Billy said, "I'd have more than a boner, next to HIM!
I'd probably cum. Did you go to the bathroom and jack off, Robby?"
"Nah. I didn't want to get up."
"Poor baby Champ. So horny! Did you precum?"
"Yah," Robby said, blushing. I don't wanna do this anymore.
I don't wanna be bi, I'm straight, now."
"Yup. Sure, Champ!"
"Come on, Robby," I said, half-smiling.
"I was scared last night, next to him! You guys had each
other and I was alone with him. This is too hard."
"Goddammit, Champ, you're scarin' us--cut it out!" Billy
said.
"Robby, come on, you can't mean it. You--"
"Shit! I do mean it. Ok?"
Robby was dead serious. I couldn't believe this. My heart was
pounding in my throat, and Billy looked devastated.
"Ok, Champ. If this is what you want--"
"Tommy!" Billy whined.
"No, Billy, we can't force him. This is totally his thing."
"Fuck!"
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Continued in Chapter 17. Please read below:
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I HAVE ONE OTHER STORY: "Boyz-brutal-training-school"--an S&M
fantasy, in Nifty, Authoritarian. It's not really that brutal
but it's not for the very soft-hearted or the squeamish. Read
Chapter 1, which contains no S&M,--that will give you a sample
of the setting and the tone of the story, if interested in it.
--D.M.
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