Date: Sat, 21 Jul 2001 02:55:57 -0400
From: Danny Meyer <sittinhome@hotmail.com>
Subject: COOL KID BROTHER! - Chapter 25 - (Corrected)
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COOL KID BROTHER!
CHAPTER 25 READING TIME: 14 MINUTES
(CORRECTED)
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Copyright (C) July 20, 2001 by Danny Meyer.
All rights reserved.
Danny: sittinhome@hotmail.com
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If you did not get an advance notice of Chapter 25 coming out,
AND YOU WANTED (or requested) one, let me know. Also, if you got
duplicate notices, please let me know. sittinhome@hotmail.com
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MORE SURVEY TAKERS NEEDED
Numerous CKB 'READER SURVEYS' are still being sent, received, and
processed. It will take me a while to score them and average all
the results but it should be well worth the wait. As soon as the
work is completed, I'll publish the group's results at the end of
a chapter. Like this (totally made-up) sample:
SAMPLE FORMAT OF CKB SURVEY RESULTS
QUESTION PERCENT OF PEOPLE
CHOOSING THIS ANSWER
1) The brothers should swim . . .
a) at night . . . . . . . . . . . . 23 %
b) during the day . . . . . . . . . 61
c) both . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 16
NOT REAL DATA
2) The brothers should . . . OR
a) never jack off, again . . . . . 1 % QUESTIONS
b) jack off with each other, at times 38
c) jack off alone, at times . . . . 26
d) have jack-off contests . . . . . 35
And so forth, for each question. With the REAL data, the per-
centages will exceed 100, because multiple answers were allowed.
The questions in the REAL survey are much more interesting and
pertinent to the story than the made up ones, here!
IF YOU DON'T GET a survey by Monday, July 23, and YOU'D LIKE TO
GIVE IT A SHOT and throw your opinion into the ring, just email me.
I know I said, 'last chance' in Ch. 24, but I broke 2 ribs, and I'm
behind. I was doing gymnastics without the proper equipment. I
really need more people to take the survey. I'll do my best to
write according to your wishes--as long as I can know what they
are. Just send a blank email with the word, "Survey" on it.
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For "Adam, Alex, Andrew, Anthony, Aries, Au, Austin, Bill, Billy,
Bob, Brandon, Brendan, Brian, Bryan, Chad, Chris, Christian, Cody,
Craig, Curtis, Dale, Darren, Dave, David, Dixie, Donald, Earl,
Eric, Frank, Frederick, Gus, GW, HR, Ian, Jase, Jay, Jayson, Jerry,
Jesse, Jim, Joe, John, Johnnie, Jordan, Jorge, Joseph, Josh,
Joshua, Kale, Keith, Kelli, Ken, Keo, Lance, Len, Marc, Mark,
Marty, Matt, Mike, Mr. Brooks, Nick, Paul, Pete, Phil, Philip,
Randy, Ray, Red, Rich, Rick, Rob, Robby, Russell, Ryan, Sean, Skip,
Stan, Steve, Tand, Terry, Thomas, Tim, Toby, Todd, Tom, Tony,
Trent, Vince, Walt, Warren, Wes, Yog," and others. Thank you.
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A SPECIAL NOTE TO: My brother Terry, who always makes me feel
good, keeps in touch and shares the goings on of his life, with me.
Thanks, bro.
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ANOTHER STORY BY DANNY MEYER
A few readers ask me if I have other stories.
That info is at the very END of all later chapters.
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WARNING
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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, in whole or part.
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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)
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--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. He is tight, muscled & tanned.
Tommy narrates the story.
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 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 more defined
muscles 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.
Sex scenes: Chapters 15, 18, 19-20, 22&23-bound, 24.
--A fellow high school student who lives down the road--
Scott - Scott Miller, age 17. A younger, slightly thinner, but
more striking version of Marc. Scott has that thin, tight,
slight build, without being skinny. His muscles are not
big, but they're extremely well defined. Scott is a
blonde, blue-eyed god, as far as Tommy is concerned. He is
5'-10" tall, 160 lbs, and has well-tanned, golden skin. He
is considered one of the hottest-looking guys in the
school.
Scott is on the swim team, and fits the ideal of the nice,
'boy-next-door' image, perfectly. He is gentle, and
soft-spoken. Scott is introduced in Chapter 19.
Sex scenes: Chapters 20, 21, 22-bound, 23, 24.
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IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER...
Tommy and Billy have a wonderful time as Tommy makes love, slowly
to Billy.
Somehow, I knew that a special something came from me, too, and
made HIM feel good. I knew what Billy was feeling, all of a
sudden, like I could read his mind.
I found myself speeding up--my dick just needed to go
faster. I clenched my teeth, and willed myself to slow down.
"Tommy, you look so hot, right now."
"Billy, this is better than hot. I just, uhhhhhhhhhh,
yeah, oh God.... This is so hard, but I--ohhhhhh!"
"I love you, Tommy. Fuck me. Cum in me. Let it go."
When Tommy and Billy return to Robby's room, they find Marc has
gotten untied, and Marc begins to fuck Robby, who has teased Marc,
badly, by licking and sucking, but not allowing Marc to cum.
Marc pretends to be angry at Robby.
"Tell 'em what you did you me," Marc said to Robby,
pressing little Champ's arms, harder, into the bed. Marc
sounded real angry, but he turned around to look at us, and
winked, letting us know he was having a little fun with Robby.
This was gonna be fun!
"All's I did was suck him for a while," Robby said, his
voice slightly muffled. . . .
"Fuck, yeah!" Marc said, "Little fucker tried to pull my
balls off, goddammit! And I'm still waiting to cum!!" Marc
said, smiling at us, as he slid his boner up and down Robby's
crack.
"Looks like the wait is over," Billy whispered to me.
Scott and Tommy lock eyes, and Tommy unties Scott, as the chemistry
between them heats up. It's arranged, with Billy's help, that
Tommy can have some fun with Scott, as long as Billy can watch.
As Marc goes at it with Robby, Scott leaves the room with Billy and
Tommy, headed for the two brothers' bedroom. Once inside, Billy
makes it clear that the fun will take place in Tommy's bed, not
his.
The trio take a shower.
As Chapter 23 ends, we are back in Tommy and Billy's room and
Tommy, Billy, and Scott are together. Scott demonstrates that he
can self suck.
"Ok," Scott said, as he leaned back, and bent forward, "I
can't do this standing up, but, before I found you guys, this
was all I knew."
He kept bending further and further. In a few seconds,
Scott's mouth covered his dick. He was sucking himself.
"Oh, my God!" Billy said.
"Hey, wait--don't cum that way!"
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REMINDER: Scroll up to: 'Main Characters'
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CHAPTER 25 - A BOY'S LIFE CAN BE SO MUCH FUN
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"What?" Scott said, "Don't cum that way? Why'd you say THAT?
I thought you wanted to see this."
Scott was still calm, but he looked a little hurt. He was
obviously proud of what he was going to show us, and I messed it
up. I felt like shit--and even worse when Billy elbowed my ribs.
Then I knew I had screwed up--I should've kept my mouth shut.
"Scott, I'm sorry," I said, "I didn't mean to stop you. I
um--well, I just thought--"
"You thought if I came now it would be all over?" Scott
asked, with a sly smile.
"Well--yeah, I guess--"
"Don't worry, Tommy," Scott said, as he just sat, smiling at
us. He always looked so happy. He just gazed, from me to Billy,
back and forth, slowly.
Scott's cock wasn't extra thick, like Marc's, but thick enough. It
wasn't thin--Scott's was just right. It was long--it had to be way
over seven inches, I thought. It was perfectly smooth, flawless,
and white-looking, with beautiful pink areas, especially at the
head. It was hard to describe--Scott's dick just looked 'new.'
There was no hair, except for his nice bush, way at the base, which
put my pubes to shame.
Scott was cut, like we were, and the tip of his dick looked so
delicious--it was big, but not extra big, and by now it was pretty
well coated with fluids--mostly precum, because Scott just kept
flowing.
"Scott," I said, as I gulped, "How big is it, did you ever
measure? I was just curious."
"Yup, me, too," Billy said.
"My dick? No, I never measured."
"Can I?" Billy asked.
"Sure, I guess so," Scott said, as he wiped himself with a
clean towel. That was one cool thing about doing our own laundry--
no questions from mom about our towels, or stains on the sheets.
Billy got the tape measure and I put an arm around Scott. He
smiled, and I did too, as I found my head going towards his, and we
were kissing before Billy found the tape measure.
"I got it," Billy said, coming toward us with tape in hand.
We broke the kiss and I moved away from Scott, so Billy could
measure his dick. I was throbbing, just thinking about this.
"It's about seven inches, it looks like," Billy said, looking
at the tape.
"Billy, you're not holding it right." I knew it was bigger
than seven.
"Yes, I am!"
I showed Billy how to do it, and, after some arguing, he gave
in that I was right. It was seven and a half--maybe a little more.
While I played with the tape and ran my fingers over Scott's hardon
and through his bush, Billy got between his legs and started to
lick the head of Scott's dick.
"Oh, it's tease time, is it?" Scott said.
Scott lay on his back now, as Billy went to it. I paralleled
Scott, on the bed, and leaned in for another kiss. As Scott's
tongue pushed into my mouth, I was glad I wasn't standing, like
last time--I felt dizzy. His tongue was heaven! I reached out and
brushed his nipples with my fingers, just as he started to moan.
Billy must have hit the right spot on that nice boner.
"Ahhh, yeahhhh.... ohhhhh!"
With Scott's mouth wide open, I pushed my tongue in and
flicked, here and there. Scott started to breathe heavily, and I
was right with him. Just then, Billy stopped sucking.
"God, you're so hard!" Billy said to Scott. Was I a good
tease?
"Let's just say I'm ready," Scott said, as he sat up, bent
forward again, and his mouth headed for his beautiful boner.
Billy and I watched, spellbound, as Scott's gorgeous lips
slid down his dick, and slowly made most of it disappear. Billy
and I grabbed each other's boner and throbbed like crazy, as our
stud-friend moaned with a muffled sound--his mouth was very full.
"Mmmmmmmmph. Rrrrffffffmmmm!"
Scott looked like he was so close to cumming. His face was
dark red. His dick was really swollen, now--his lips stretched
into a bigger circle. I thought I would see cum, any second, when
Scott suddenly flipped up and forward, taking my legs with him. It
happened so fast. 'Was he a gymnast, too?'
I was flat on my back!
The next thing I knew, Billy was holding my legs up for Scott
and he was lubing up. He didn't waste much time getting the head
of his hot cock up against my hole.
Scott looked at Billy, and Billy nodded the go-ahead. Scott
pressed his hips forward, slowly, as Billy watched. I could feel
the skin of my hole push in, but he wasn't penetrating me.
"Stop! No!" Billy said to Scott, "Don't."
'Oh, fuck!' I thought, 'now we'll have Scott mad at us,' as
Scott backed off. How could Billy say 'yes,' one minute and, 'no,'
the next? Especially when Scott was so ready for this. I was very
ready!
"What's up, Billy?" Scott said, softly. 'How can he be so
calm?' I thought.
"I don't know, I--it was like--I was looking at Tommy, and it
was like it was ME, there, instead of Tommy. Shit. I'm sorry
Scott. It's--"
"Second thoughts?" Scott said, "You want me to fuck YOU, is
that it, Billy?"
"Me? No, I--" I knew Billy didn't want that. For as much
as Billy lusted after these other guys, knowing that his cute,
little-brother butt was mine made everything right. Plus the love
on his face when he looked at me.
The phone rang.
"Fuck!" Billy said.
"It's ok," I said, sitting up, suddenly. "I'll get it. You
guys work it out."
It was dad.
"Son, is everything all right?" Dad had a way of sounding
panicked when he said that--like he expected the house to be on
fire, and all of us to be on our way to the hospital, or something.
"Yeah, dad. No problems."
"You guys getting along, ok?"
"Fine, dad."
"How's Billy and Robby?"
"They're doin' great, dad."
"Where's Marc? How's he doing?"
"Marc? Oh, Marc--yeah he's--doing fine, dad. He's um, doing
some biology with Robby, right now. Last I saw, Marc was really
like, challenging Robby."
Dad always said things that way--'challenge' was his new word, so I
thought I'd try using some of his lingo and see what happened.
"Well, don't disturb him, then. Robby can use a guy like
Marc who's got a good, healthy mind. Not too many guys can
challenge the Champ, you know."
"Yeah, right, dad," I said, with a nervous laugh--relieved he
didn't want Marc to come to the phone. 'Good healthy body,' was
more like it.
"What about you and Billy?"
"Oh, yeah, well um--we're--playing a game with Scott, right
now.
"Good boy! Remember what mom told you on the phone, just
Mark and Scott, in the house--no one else. Scott's a great
swimmer, Tom. Maybe he'll encourage you to get back on the swim
team--I'd like that. Anyway, sounds like you guys are all set."
"Yeah, thanks, dad."
"The storm's let up, and it's a beautiful day, Tom. Your mom
and I both called in, to take a vacation day. The roads are too
muddy to drive on, and we're going to stay up here until the
morning. You guys sit tight. I'll call back then, and let you
know, for sure. Ok, son?"
"Yeah, dad." I knew that when it rained bad, up there, the
rain washed tons of mud onto the roads.
I was still nervous from talking to dad when I got back to my
room. I couldn't believe my eyes and ears.
"Come on--that's it," Scott said to Billy, "Just a little
more and you got it!"
As I walked into my room, Billy was on his back, with his
legs bent back, way past his head, and Scott was pressing on his
butt. Scott was teaching Billy how to self suck! As I stood
there, I saw my little brother's lips touch his dick for the very
first time.
"Holy fuck!" I said, "Billy!"
"Mmmmm ummmpppphhh," Billy said, as he took the head of his
cock into his mouth. It was instant pre-cum, for me!
"Scott," I said, "It's not going to hurt him, is it?"
"No, Billy's real flexible. I tested him first, and we did a
few stretches. He's doing very well, for his first time."
"Aghh!" Billy said, as he pushed his legs down and lay flat,
"Hurts a little but it feels so good."
I sorta heard what Billy said, but the whole while, Scott and
I had been staring at each other. I could feel it, again--I was
under the sexy spell of this cute, seventeen-year-old stud. All I
could do was go lie down next to Billy, and I don't know why I did
that.
Scott smiled the sexiest smile I ever saw on a guy, and Billy
and I both watched his dick bounce and throb, as Scott knelt
between my legs, and took my boner into his mouth.
One at a time, he sucked each of us--first me, then Billy,
then back and forth--five seconds at a time. Scott didn't just
suck us, he made love to our cocks--flicked his tongue a certain
way, lapped with long strokes too, from base to tip, drove us crazy
and deep-throated us, until Billy and I were dying to cum.
Then, Scott stared at me, again, and gave Billy a quick
glance. I was hypnotized, now--he had this power. All I saw was
two cute faces, and two dicks that I loved.
Somehow, Scott and Billy ended up on their backs, with their
heads in just the right spot--and their mouths open.
"We're ready for you Tommy," Scott said, "Just slide home."
"Yeah bro," Billy said, "Feed us."
"Yes, but wait," Scott said, "Let me do this, first."
Scott grabbed my dick and squeezed gently, and pressed
somewhere behind my balls. All of a sudden I wasn't dying to cum,
anymore. I was still horny, and hard as hell, but whatever Scott
did took the edge off.
"Ok. Now he's ready," Scott said to Billy, as if they had
this all planned.
Yeah, I was ready all right, and I slid my dick into Scott's
hot mouth, and pumped between his soft lips. And a few minutes
later I was doing the same to my brother.
"Five strokes each, back and forth," Scott said.
"Yup, do it that way, Tommy," Billy said.
"But don't cum," Scott added.
I did just what they said and it drove me nuts! I pumped my
little brother's mouth, then Scott's, then Billy's, again, until I
knew I would explode. Scott's mouth was extra warm and soft.
"Oh, fuck! I know I'm gonna cum any sec--"
"He's ready. Ok, help him, Billy."
'Help me?' I thought
Soon, Billy had me on my knees, and Scott on his back. Billy
put Scott's knees over my shoulders.
"It's ok, Tommy," Billy said softly, "He's yours, now. Just
do him, good."
"Oh, God!" I said. Again, I was only half aware of what was
around me--except for Billy's hands, on me, and Scott's body
waiting for me--and his eyes! We were locked onto each other,
again. I could feel the heat from Scott's eyes burn all the way
down to my dick--which WAS burning from wanting to fuck him, or
have SOMETHING done to it.
As I stared, Billy put the grease on my hardon, and stroked
it. I guess he lubed up Scott, too. I was too busy staring at my
stud, to know. Next think I knew, I was leaning forward to kiss
Scott, and I felt Billy's hand, lining up my dick to the right
spot. I was so horny I thought I'd die.
"Oh, Scott--oh, Scott," was all I could say. My heart was
pounding, and I could hardly see anything, except Scott's face as
our lips met. I couldn't feel Billy's hands, or anything else--
except the white heat of Scott's tight butt, as I plunged into it.
"Ten strokes, and then you pull out," Billy said.
I didn't want to do that. I wanted to cum. But, something
about this--Scott's hypnotic spell, my craving for him and my love
for Billy--whatever--I wanted to please them both and obey. I knew
I would. I went as slow as I could, to get the most out of the ten
strokes.
"That's it, stud boy," Scott said, sounding he was enjoying
the way I was fucking him, "Nice and slow. Ohhh, yeah! What a hot
fucker! Mmmmmmm."
"Oh, God!" I shouted, as my dick went on fire and my body
shook. It was the tenth stroke. Somehow, I must have managed to
pull out of Scott--I don't know if Billy pulled me out, or I did it
on my own, but all of a sudden I was on my back, with my hardon
waving in the air.
"Yup, it's Scott's turn," Billy said, solemnly, as he lubed
us up, and lifted my legs.
There he was, Scott Miller, the hottest kid in our school--
kneeling with his long, rock-hard, boner dripping on my balls. And
there I was, looking up at him. We were ready, but we just looked
at each other, and I tingled as I lay there, fascinated with his
cute, hot smile. His perfect teeth only added to the throb of my
dick, as I watched his cock grow before my eyes, it seemed. He
knelt there so long, without moving, I began to wonder if he was
actually going to go in me. We were both sweating.
"You guys look so fucking hot," Billy said, but I could
hardly hear him.
I was caught up in Scott. His hands gently brushed my legs,
and his eyes watched where his fingers were touching. It was like
he was admiring me, touching me for the first time--touching anyone
for the first time. Scott was a year older than I was, and
definitely more mature, but he was like a little boy, now,
discovering something new, as his hot fingertips made me shiver.
I felt a stream of precum roll down the side of my hip, as
Scott's hot, clear nectar dribbled off my tight nuts.
All of a sudden his fingers were under my legs, and
everything happened at once. My hands went out to touch his chest;
he leaned forward to me; my legs went over his shoulders; his chest
touched my hands; Billy said something like, 'Oh, yes,' but it's
like I didn't really hear. My hands were too busy rubbing Scott's
nipples, and my eyes were too busy being caught up in his--like he
was looking through me, and it felt warm--like being wrapped in
something that carries you away.
"Ahhh! Oh, yes!" I said, as he shoved his hot cock into me.
"Oh, God!" Scott moaned, "Tommy!"
His eyes never left mine, the whole time, and his cute smile
turned to pure bliss. Scott's whole face--whole body--was the
picture of sex, as he slowly, lovingly fucked me. It was amazing
how slow he was going and how loud he moaned. I didn't know what
had taken me so long, but it finally hit me that Scott was actually
fucking me. My brain was in slow motion, I guessed, but my butt
and my dick were on fire, full speed ahead.
All I knew was his beautiful face, his big dick, and my butt
--filled and never feeling as good as it did, right then. I was
sucking him into me and he was letting me. He was the top, but he
was letting me pull his body into mine.
But as much power as Scott was giving me over him, he had
that much more, over me. There was a sense of being taken over,
gently--and a oneness--almost like he was claiming me for himself.
My arms wrapped around his tight waist, and his gentle, strong,
steady hip motion plunged the heaven of his cock, deep into my
hungry body.
I think our eyes closed at the same time. I had no way of
knowing, but I just could see it in my head, along with a deep red
color that flooded my eyes when I closed them.
Scott moaned steadily, providing a smooth, sensual sound
track, to go along with the fullness and fire in my butt, and hard
throbs of his cock--and MY cock, as it pulsed with each of his hot
thrusts, into me.
I wondered when it would happen, but Scott finally lost
control, and pounded me. He got more out of breath with each
hammer-like blow, and as he battered my bones, the jolts of
pleasure had me crazy, wanting him more.
"Uhhhh, oh, Scott, yeah--oh, mmmmmm, ahhhhh! Yes!"
"Ohhhhhhhh," came this breathy sound, that I instantly
recognized as Billy's voice. My eyes shot open. I looked up, and
saw Billy's balls--from underneath--and the outline of his dick as
it slipped into Scott's mouth, overhead.
"Mmmmmmmfffff ummmmmmm!" was all Scott could say, as he got a
mouthful of good-tasting, little-brother dick.
"Oh, fuck, oh fuck," Billy moaned, and I knew he was getting
close. I could see him pumping it hard, into Scott's mouth, and
Scott's head, bobbing to the rhythm of his fucking. The hot drool
fell to my chest as I heard the wet, combined squish of a brother
cock being sucked, and my ass slowly being plowed by the hottest
stud I knew.
Scott was the one fucking, and should be cumming, soon, but I knew
I was over the edge.
"I'm gonna cum! I shouted," as the skin of Scott's abs
touched my dick.
"Yeah, let it rip, hot boy!" Scott said.
"HOLY SHIT!' I said, as I felt the lake of cum start to
shoot out of me, and into him.
"Oh, oh, God, Tommy! UHHHH! Scott said, as I felt his cock
swell and throb, and I knew he was starting to cum! YEAHHHH!
TOMMY! AHHHHHHhhhhhhhh!!"
"Oh God! Holy FUCK! Billy shouted, as he suddenly pulled
away from Scott and shoved his boner into my mouth.
I think I shot the hardest when I realized Scott was pumping
his essence and manhood into me, and Billy was doing the same,
while I was shooting my load up onto Scott's bronzed body, and all
over myself. I closed my eyes and saw pure, white, brilliant, hot
light, as my dick exploded.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...... OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Oh GOD! Geeezz. UHHHHHHHHH! Uhhh! Uhhhhhh!"
"OH FUCK!! Ahhhhhh!! Ohhhhh, oh, YAAAAARRRRGHHHHH!"
I don't know how long we moaned--laying there, trying to
catch our breath--with our hands exploring every inch of flesh
within reach. But soon, the desperate grabbing hands became more
gentle and soothing to our partner. It was hard to tell who was
whose partner, but I didn't care. We were all happy, and I was
sure Scott and Billy had as good a cum as I did--judging by their
moans, and the fullness in my ass--and the amount of Billy's cum I
had swallowed.
"Mmmmmmmm," said Scott, sounding as mellow as I felt.
Billy and I made similar sounds, and we all just lightly
rubbed each other, smiling contentedly. I wanted to say, 'God,
that was good,' but in my head it sounded stupid. Everybody knew
it was good.
Someone knocked on our bedroom door, and we all scrambled for
a sheet to cover with. Billy went to the door naked, and asked who
it was.
"It's me--Robby."
Billy opened the door to let him in.
"Hi Robby," Scott and I said.
"What's up, Champ?" Billy asked.
"You guys wanna see Marc lose his virginity?" Robby asked.
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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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