Date: Thu, 8 May 2003 02:46:47 -0500
From: dcooper@ziplip.com
Subject: GREG AND JAKE PART TWO

DISCLAIMER
This is a story that features sex between brothers as well as young
friends. Some would be considered underage in most parts of the world.
If this sort of thing isn't to your liking, or if it is considered
illegal in your country to possess this material, I urge you to look
elsewhere. The characters in this story are based very strongly on
real individuals I interacted with as a kid. The events  are mostly
fictional, though have roots in reality. None of the characters herein
are based on me. Feel free to distribute this story given that it
remains unaltered.

GREG AND JAKE (B/b, B/b/b, inc, 1st)
PART TWO (The Initiate)
by TOBEY

     "Pssstttt... Jake..." Greg said, shaking his little brother
sleeping next to him. It was mooring, the first day of summer
vacation. It had been nearly a week since Greg convinced Jake to blow
him for one measly cigarette. Since that night, Jake had earned nearly
an entire pack's worth.

     "... what..." Jake paused a moment, the summer sun shown through
the makeshift curtains in his eyes. He reached his little hand to his
face, shielding himself. He saw Jake standing above him, naked save
for the same boxers he had been wearing for nearly four days.

     "Check it out." Greg said in a hushed tone. He was holding a
Penthouse magazine. The issue's cover worn, it looked like something
out of the '80s. "I found this in the shack in the backyard. I bet dad
left it behind." Greg flipped through the yellow pages, eyes wide.

     Jake sat up and looked at the magazine cover with interest. "Wow!
She has some big ones!" As he was saying this, he noticed Greg
slipping off his boxers. Jake knew full well by now what was on his
mind.

     "I don't wanna wight now Gweg. I'm going to get some ceweal,"
Jake said, trying to scamper towards the door.

     Turning his attention away from the magazine, Greg grabbed his
little brother's leg. "I don't think so twerp! Come on, mom's still in
bed. It won't take long." Greg was getting hard just thinking about
it.

     "Uuuuaaahh!" Jake protested, trying to squirm his way out of his
brother's iron grip. He barely got a moment's peace this last week.
Seems like every time he turned around Greg was wagging his dick in
his face.

     "Hey," Greg spoke angrily, but as quietly as he could. "Come on
Jake, don't make me hit you!" He rose his fist over his head

     "Ahh ahh! Alwight... alwight! Don't hit me!" Jake feared his
brother, as any boy in his situation would. But more than that, he
knew Greg would get what he wanted either way. As much as he wanted to
get away, something inside of him wanted to do it. Jake hated the
taste, he knew that much. But he loved being able to make his brother
moan. The way Greg sometimes ran his fingers over his face and through
his hair. He longed for the attention.

     "He he he..." Greg smirked while preparing himself. He flopped
down on the bouncy mattress gripping the aged magazine in both hands.
Flipping through the pages, he marveled at page after page of hot
young women with vintage hairdos. He stopped at a page showcasing a
redhead bent over. "Oh yeah, baby! You are so fucking hot," Greg
whispered under his breath, his eyes longing at the image. "What you
waiting for twerp? Get to it."

     Jake crawled over the covers and nestled himself between Greg's
naked thighs. He couldn't see his brother's face like all the other
times. He really wished that he could. But all he saw was the cover of
the old magazine, and Greg's stiff prick, throbbing in anticipation.

     Lowering his head, Jake noticed the smell from Greg's unwashed
cock and balls. Money was tight in their family, so the brothers could
only take a bath once a week. And even then, their mother made them
take it together. The scent was powerful. Jake was used to the smell
though. His brother's smell.

     His little fingers stood Greg's cock straight up, making it
easier to perform the deed. Precum was already starting to trickle
down it since Greg had himself all worked up over the magazine.
Lowering his head further, Jake engulfed the dick like a trained pro.

     'Moana Thomas', the caption read just below the nude red-head
Greg was staring at on page 27. Her eyes looking at Greg's teen chest
as she blew off a well hung black man. On the adjacent page, the same
girl was being banged by a pale-skinned redhead with low hanging
balls. Greg licked his lips as he imagined it being her sucking his
cock instead of his 8-year-old brother.

     Jake's suction made a loud slurping sound, replacing the tranquil
sonnet of chirping birds normally heard this early in the mooring. His
head flew wildly up and down. Greg saw his brother's head bobbing up
over the top of the magazine, so he adjusted it to hide the scene,
preferring the one in his head instead.

     "Uhhh...." a faint moan kept escaping Greg's lips. He rocked his
hips back and forth to meet his brother's strides. "Yeah... fuck yeah
baby."

     Jake's other hand reached below his brother's balls. He stroked
the almost hairless bag slowly, and juggled them up and down. Doing as
his older brother had instructed him over the last week. Exactly as he
liked it done.

     "Faster" Greg managed to say as he bit his lip. Jake obliged as
much as he could. His mouth was getting tired already.

     "Suck it! aaaahhh.....mmmmmm..." Greg's breathing was getting
deeper. His eyes glued to the page in front of him, he felt only the
warm pleasure of a skilled suckjob. The adult slut on the page was his
to abuse. A teen's ultimate fantasy come true.

     "Mmm..." Jake savored these last seconds. He knew his brother was
close because his balls began to rise. He felt Greg's cockhead begin
to expand even wider, and his tongue slid around it's underside faster
and faster. He used the same technique he applied to ice cream cones.

     "Here I cum! Yeeah! Uhh!!! Drink this you fucking slut!"

     And he did. Jake's narrow throat could barely swallow it fast
enough. Greg's spurts hit hard on his tonsils. He tried to gulp it
down before he gagged.

     Greg's chest heaved up and down as he lay the magazine on it.
Jake licked his brother's bone clean before he finally set up. He saw
his brother reach for the cigarettes.

     Jake spoke then, sounding like he had phlegm built up in his
throat, "Gimme gimme gimme! I want my smoke now too!"

     After taking a Marlboro from the pack, he tipped the box
upside-down. Only a few shreds of tobacco leaf fell to the mattress.
Greg smirked when he saw the look of astonish on his bro's face.

     "Last one twerp."

     "Wha!? But I did it! I sucked you! I want that one."

     "Pfftt... yeah fuckin' right! Sides, you know you don't do it for
the smokes anyway you little fag. Hahaha. I see the way you lick your
mouth anytime I adjust my dick in my pants. You just love it. So don't
even fuckin' play."

     Jake sat defeated. He sulked next to his brother, watching the
smoke rise from his lips. Greg appeared to be so relaxed, so confident
in what he was doing. Jake couldn't believe he had been so betrayed.
In his young mind, even he knew that this set a new standard. He had
just sucked his brother off for the first time without getting any
reward in return. He couldn't bring himself to complain though.
Knowing there was nothing he could do that would overpower his
brother.

     "Hey, there's still some balljuice on my nuts you missed. Lick it
off and I'll give you one drag." Greg spread his legs wide, giving
Jake full access to his dripping nuts.

     Jake didn't argue this time.

                                  ***

     It was noon. Jake walked through the backyard towards a gab
between two fences, marking the neighbor's territory. He reached his
friend's house, which connected right to his backyard. That's where
his friend Danny lived with his two brothers Matt and Josh. Danny and
Jake were the same age and shared the same teacher this year in
school. Matt was 12 and Josh was 13, they were off playing down the
street as they often did, leaving their annoying brother behind.

     When Jake passed the grove of trees just past the fence, he saw
his little friend Danny swinging on the tire swing in the shade of
their family's large Oak tree.

     "Jake, man, hey! Come on, push me!", Danny then giggled with
glee, happy of his friend's arrival.

     Danny had very brown skin, almost as dark as some of the Mexican
boys in their class. Jake knew it wasn't a tan cause he saw Danny's
naked butt at the swimming pool a few weeks ago. His hair had been cut
in a bowl shape, but since his mom let it grow during the summer
months it now hung over his innocent green eyes.

     As Jake approached he saw his friend's smile, which was about as
perfect as you could expect an 8-year-old's to be. He got behind his
friend and pushed the tire with all of his might.

     "Weeeeeeeee!!!! YeeeeeaaahhH!!!! Faster! Higher!" Danny urged his
friend.

     The wind blew Danny's shirt up each time the tire came back down,
and Jake saw the band of his little friend's boxer shorts. He wondered
what it would be like to suck Danny's little dick. Would it be much
different than his brothers? 'Danny might have a bigger dickie than
me!' Jake thought to himself.

     Soon Danny was bored of the swing, so the two friends ran off to
the pond to catch frogs.

                                  ***

     "Moooom! Moooooooooooom!" Jake yelled as he entered the house.
Danny followed behind him as they walked into the living room.

     Danny's family was far richer and had a much nicer home. He
looked around Jake's small ruined house with interest. Most of the
stuff was old, and some of it was broken, not like his parents' stuff.
His hands were held neatly behind his back to avoid touching anything
like his father taught him.

     "Hey twerps!" Greg scoffed as his brother and his friend from the
couch.	He flipped through channels of music videos with the remote.

     "Don't call us names! Whewe's mom at, hu?" Jake asked.

     "Right here honey. Just had to get the laundry from the backyard.
Whatcha want son?" The woman spoke as she hurried into the house. She
sat a basket of dried clothes next to the couch, fresh off the clothes
line.

     "Can me and Danny go camping in his backyard tonight mom, hu?
Come on pweeeeeese? His dad will let us use theiw tent, and i've got
my sleeping bag."

     "Yeah, please Miss Brown?" Danny cutely asked, his face turned on
his shoulder.

     "I don't know boys. It's going to storm later. Why don't you two
stay here tonight? Greg will watch you two while I'm out with my
girlfriends. We've got some movies I rented earlier, you two would
like that, wouldn't you?"

     Jake instantly didn't like th idea of them two being alone with
Greg. But Danny's face beamed with excitement. Danny did look up to
Greg, since he didn't ignore him as much as his own brothers did. Jake
thought it was strange that Greg always ignored him though, and not
Danny.

     "Cooool!" Danny said excitedly. "Yeah, let's do that!"

     Jake just frowned and looked at Greg. He was grinning.

                                  ***

     The night went on pretty uneventfully from there. They ate some
pizza, and settled into the living room to watch some movies. Jake and
Danny were in their underwear sitting in front of the television.
Danny's mind was set on the T.V. watching The Lord of the Rings.

     Jake turned around and saw his brother on the couch watching the
movie too. Greg noticed him turn around, and faced him. Greg smirked
again, and winked at his brother. Jake got an angry look on his face.

     Greg sensed his brother was about to say something, so he acted
first. "Alright, time for bed kiddies. Let's go." Greg got up and
turned off the television.

     "Dan, we awe gonna sleep hewe okay? On the floow." Jake whispered
to Danny.

     "Danny, hey you guys can sleep in the bedroom with me. Come on,
let's go."

     Danny got excited again, and got up to follow Greg. "Come on
Jake! In the bedroom sounds more fun."

     "Yeah Jake. Doesn't it?" Greg said.

     Piling onto the mattress, Jake and Danny borrowed under the
sheet, giggling and tickling each other.

     Greg entered the room behind them, and pulled off his shirt and
shorts, leaving only his boxers. Danny's giggles stopped when he
noticed Greg's strip. Not even his own brothers got this naked in
front of him, being as conservative as their family was. He saw a
bulge in Greg's boxers, and couldn't take his eyes away. It moved back
and forth as the teen walked closer. Greg hopped into the bed next to
Danny, joining them under the sheets.

     "Jake, turn off the light! Let's all play a wrestling game!" Greg
spoke to his brother firmly.

     "Nooo Gweg, we awe tiwed, let's jus' sleep." Jake said in return,
but already knowing how the situation would play out. His brother
never budged.

     "Fine then, sleep if you want! Me and Danny will play." And he
reached over and tickled Danny's naked chest.

     "Hahahahahhahahahahahaha!!!! EEEeeeekk.... hahahaha!! Stooop!"
Danny squealed like a girl under Greg's barrage.

     Jake got up to turn off the light as his brother had asked. When
he turned around, he saw the shape of his brother on top of Danny in
the moonlight, Danny still laughing at the top of his lungs.

     "Hehehehehehehehehehe... aaaaaaahahahahahah!!! I'm gonna tickle
you too! Hahahah" His little hands tickled Greg's sweaty chest and abs
as best as they could. Greg continued until Danny could hardly breath
anymore. Then he stopped, and lay next to the exhausted kid. Jake sat
quite next to them, distant.

     "Aaaahh..." Danny's tired voice murmured. He rested his head on
Greg's shoulder, his wet bangs clung to Greg's skin. "Phew!" He said
again, and his hand fell in between them, brushing up against Greg's
leg on the way down.

     Greg reached for Danny's small arm and quickly placed the kid's
small hand in his boxers.

     Danny knew instantly what Greg had done. He felt the warm penis
under the cloth, but didn't pull away. He layed in shock, not knowing
what to do. Greg took Danny's hand and made his little fingers wrap
around his now hardening rod. He moved their hands up and down,
rubbing along it's full length.

     "Do you like it Danny?" Greg whispered into the kid's ear. "Isn't
it big?" He felt the kid's head nod in agreement.

     Hearing both his bro and his best friend get so quiet, Jake
crawled over closer to them. Danny noticed and tried to pull his hand
away, but Greg prevented him from doing so.

     "Don't be afraid, Jake does it too. He touches it all the time.
Right Jake?"

     Jake didn't talk, but looked at his friend Dan. He saw the whites
of Dan's eyes. They were looking right at his brother's dick. He
wasn't sure what he felt, seeing this.

     Greg pulled the top of his boxers underneath his balls, giving
Danny better access. He guided the kid's hand all the way up, and then
back down the shaft. Up, down. Up, down. "Like this, Dan." Up, Down.
Up, Down.

     He let go of the hand, and Danny moved it on his own. Danny knew
there was something very secret about this, very forbidden. His
parents warned him about bad people and how they wanted to do bad
things. But Greg wasn't bad, was he? Maybe he didn't really care. This
was a fun game to him.

     Then, Greg reached for Danny's head. He rubbed the kid's soft
face. His thumb ran across the outline of his pug nose. Then over his
thin moist lips. How cute, he though. There was something about
introducing such an ignorant brat to a hard cock that turned him on.
His fingers made their way through Dan's thick mop of overgrown hair,
and started guiding his head closer to his hairy crotch.

     Jake sat, dumbfounded. He hated what his brother was doing. Doing
to his best friend! Not sure what to do, he watched quietly.

     Danny felt his head being pushed farther and farther down. He lay
his head on Greg's stomach, hand still pumping away on the dick.

     Greg reached for his own dick, and pointed the head towards his
belly button. His other hand massaged the back of Dan's head.

     "What do I do?" Danny asked in his high voice, more serious that
he had ever spoke before.

     "Lick it. Lick the tip of it. Like a sucker." Greg replied.

     At least, Jake knew what he felt. Jealously. It burned in his
stomach like a coal. In that moment, he made a move that would forever
change the friendship between him and his life-long neighbor.

     Jake crawled closer to Danny. In the dark, his friend's brown
skin was almost invisible. He saw the small pair of white boxers adorn
with red stars, the same pair he saw earlier on the tire swing. He
reached for the elastic band and tugged on it until Danny's minuscule
penis was free.

     It was bigger than he had imagined it to be. Bigger than his own
even. Jake instinctively ran his forefinger and thumb along the flesh.
The small dickhead was so swollen and red, Jake almost thought it was
glowing. He sensed a moan from Danny, like the moan he heard from his
brother the first time he touched his dick too.

     "Suck on it, Jake." Greg prodded his brother. It was working out
just as he had planned. He knew it would be easier to convince Danny
to give him head if Jake joined in their games.

     Dan felt the warm suction begin on his tiny dick. Never in his
wildest dreams could he have imagine something could feel so good. He
had ever only touched his dick to piss. Without even needing to look,
he knew what Jake was doing. His own tongue swirled around the top of
Greg's cock. Without even needing encouragement, he swallowed as much
of the rod as he could. He mimicked Jake as well as he could.

     "Ooohhhh, shit yeah." Greg concentrated on the kid's expression.
His eyes were wide, never blinking as his head worked up and down.

     "Tighten your lips, Danny." Greg encouraged. 'This kid's a real
natural cocksucker' Greg thought to himself.

     Hearing Greg say his name reinforced Danny's effort.

     "Faster... yeah... mmmmm... You're fuckin' good." Greg was sure
to shower the kid with words of thanks. This wasn't his brother, not
as easy to dominate and control. He knew this little runt could just
get up and leave if he had half a mind to do so.

     Feeling himself get close, Greg stopped Danny from sucking. He
pushed the child's head away. Dan wondered why Greg took it out. He
was liking it so much, he just wanted to go on.

     "Look Dan, you ever seen cum?"

     "Cum?"

     "Yeah, it comes outta a guy's dick after a while. Like if someone
touches it enough, makes it feel good. It shoots out."

     Jake heard his brother talking, and sat up.

     "Jake, keep sucking on Dan's wiener." Greg ordered.

     "Oh..." Dan tried to listen, but all he could think about was
sucking on Greg's dick. He was almost oblivious to Jake sucking on
his.

     "It tastes really good. Like candy sorta. I'll make some for ya,
just open your mouth and sit still, okay?"

     "Okay." Danny said innocently enough, and opened his mouth wide
letting his tongue sticking out. Greg brought his dick close to Dan's
face and jacked it furiously. Dan's saliva worked as a good lube,
together with his own precum.

     Dan's eyes went cross as they looked directly at Greg's big dick.
The teen's hand moved with skill, grasping his long member tightly.
The loose skin was guided up over his dickhead, and then back down.
Loud wet squishing sounds mesmerized Danny.

     "Uuuuuhh... okay... It's coming... here comes!" Greg said. Spurt
after spurt escaped the shaft and landed on Danny's tongue. Some flied
directly into his mouth, and one landed on his nose.

     The taste. Danny wasn't expecting a taste that was so pungent. He
thought it would be much sweater, like chocolate or something.
Reluctantly, he swallowed the pool of liquid in his mouth, and made a
funny face.

     Greg panted as he watched his brother's friend swallow the hot
load. Reaching down, he took a final glob of sperm from the tip of his
dick and brought it to Danny's mouth. "Hey, you missed some."

     Danny's face returned to normal as he looked at the finger. He
looked up at Greg. The teen he idolized more than his own brothers. A
big kid that liked him. He sensed what must have been eroticism, had
the kid known what that actually was. Happily, he took the finger into
his mouth, and sucked it clean.

     Not being a stupid kid, Greg could tell Danny was a fag. He might
have called his brother a fag once in a while, but he didn't mean it.
He got him to suck his dick, but he didn't seriously believe that his
brother enjoyed it. But Danny, here's a *real* fag. Greg could sense
it in the way he worshiped his dick. Not as reluctant, like his
brother is. He wouldn't have to bribe this neighbor kid into servicing
him, he would happily play along. A willing slave. What more could
Greg need? This summer would be one to remember.

END PART TWO