Date: Tue, 20 Nov 2012 09:10:16 -0600
From: Douglas Marx <douglas.marx.4@gmail.com>
Subject: Growing Up Naked; Chapter 16; Story codes: M, MM, exhib, inc

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Growing Up Naked - Chapter Sixteen

Bob and Dad hit it off more than I ever anticipated.  It was great to
witness because I could tell Dad was that happiest I had ever seen him.
Bob started spending a lot of time over at the house.  His shifts were
weirder than mine running a hotel.  Sometimes I would come home from the
theater, and his car would be in the driveway.  I knew he was seeing Dad so
I didn't bother them.  Bob didn't come to the theater like clockwork to
jack off any more.  He was more sporadic; however, his exhibitionist streak
needed a fix, so it never completely went away even with as much time as
Dad and he spent together.

Dad, Bob and I had sex together often, but I knew that there relationship
was becoming a bond like the one I had beheld at one time between my Mom
and my Dad.  They enjoyed sharing me.  I don't believe there was any desire
for me not to participate.  It is just that they were falling in love with
each other.

My brother David finished his freshman year in college.  Unlike the girls,
he wanted to come home for the summer.  David wanted the benefit of no
expenses while working all summer for extra money for his sophomore
year. There was plenty of wild oats for him to pursue back in his hometown.
Plus, David had me as a resident mouth if the cunt de jour didn't put out.

Graduation day came.  In a certain context, I was not looking forward to
it.  Mom and Dad were not speaking any more, except in the details of the
divorce.  This was hard because I wanted everyone to be happy and together.
Alas, it was not to be that way.

Looking back on it all, there was a lot more to Mom leaving than met the
eye.  It is obvious she needed a new start and a new life.  Part of the
catalyst for that happening before I finished school and went to college
was that Dad had moved completely to the gay-side of life.

Dad must have been having sex with other men way in advance of the
situation with me and then with Bob.  I don't know when it got started in
earnest and I never asked Dad; I didn't want to know.  However, Mom had put
two-and-two together and come up with gay.  Had he had sex with Mr. Taylor?
Did he sneak out to the gay bars?  Did Dad go to glory holes?  Did he have
a man on the side?  These things I never asked.

I also suspect that Mom knew that Dad and I were sleeping together and
having sex.  This clearly did not go over well with her.  She didn't bring
this issue up during the divorce probably because she didn't want others to
know.  She also perhaps thought that if others knew, it would reflect badly
on me.  She did care for me; however, I was number four and she had had it
by that time.

Dad, on the other hand, missed having everyone in the house.  He was the
one that missed the family being together.  The girls never came to visit
any more.  They had their own lives and I am sure they also suspected what
might be going on at home between Dad and me.

My brother David knew that Dad and I were having sex.  He was quite cool
about it.  I sometimes think that he wished he could either join or have
Dad for himself; kind of a bonding thing more than anything, because he
really did like girls and was quite the stud on campus.

The big day came and the seating was awkward.  Dad, Bob and my brother sat
together and Mom and her new beau sat on the other side of the audience.
They never spoke.  It meant that I had to go over to Mom to thank her and
then leave her.  Not what I had envisioned for my high school graduation,
but it was what it was.

After the ceremony was over, the four of us, Bob, Dad, David and I went for
a nice dinner.  Regardless that it wasn't what I thought it would be all
those years, it was nice.  I was with my family.  I was with the family
that wanted to be with me most.

Dad, Bob and I had fallen in love with each other.  The love I had for both
of them was not the same as the love Dad and Bob had.  They were becoming a
couple.  I was just part of the package.  It was all fine by me.  I loved
my Dad more than I loved any other person on earth and I was happy he was
enjoying Bob.  They were clearly content with each other.

I also loved my brother very much.  He was so cool.  I think he felt the
same about Dad; he wanted him to be happy.

We all went home after dinner, of course, taking off our clothes
immediately at the door.  Dad and Bob retired to Dad's room, which was
quickly becoming their room.

My brother and I retired to our room.  That night David and I had a long
chat about stuff.  David wanted to know what all had happened while he was
at school last year.  I was very blunt with him about everything.

David was hard the whole time I talked about sex with Bob, the theater, sex
with Dad, sex with Matt, sex with Bob and Dad.  I finally said to David,
"You want me to take care of that?"

I leaned over to his bed and put my mouth around his cock.  He moaned in
ecstasy.  I worked on it for about five minutes or so and then the
unexpected happened.  David pulled me up and started to kiss me.  This was
wild but what the hell.

I pulled away for just a second and said, "David, are you sure you want to
do this?"

He said, "Yes and we'll talk about it later.  Now I want to fuck you."
And, he did.

Sex on a twin bed is hard, but we managed.  David was incredibly passionate
in his kissing.  He rolled over on top of me moved his dick with mine.  He
put my hands up behind my head while he was kissing me holding me like this
was a torrid love affair.  He moved all the way up and down my body.  He
nibbled on my nipples, which will always make me crazy.  I moaned in a low
voice.  I am sure that Dad and Bob could hear by this time what was going
on.

He moved down my stomach started to lick my shaft.  He went for my balls
and took both of them in my mouth.  Even in my advanced state of arousal, I
thought, "I think he has done this before."  Then he moved back on my shaft
with his tongue and took his mouth over the head of my dick.  As sure as
any cocksucker I had ever met, he took my dick into his mouth and took as
much as he could.  After relaxing for a minute or two just keeping it in
his mouth, he went for it, taking it all the way down his throat.  Fuck me.
This was hot.  David continued this for a few minutes, much longer than I
would ever have assumed.  Of course, I never assumed or considered that we
would ever have this kind of sex.

He kept his mouth on my cock while he reached over for some lube.  He then
put some on his fingers and started playing with my hole.  I moaned even
more.  There is no way at this point the rest of the house didn't know what
was happening in the boys room.  Still keeping his mouth on my cock, he put
some lotion on his dick.

Finally, he released my cock from his mouth.  He got up on his knees,
raised my legs, and put the head of his dick to my hole.  He looked
directly at me and said, "John, I am going to fuck the shit out of you."
Moreover, he did.

He plunged his dick into my hole.  He was not gentle and I screamed at
first, which turn into loud moans.  I said, "Yeah, David.  Fuck me.  Take
my hole.  Give me that brother dick.  Oh baby.  I want it so bad.  That's
it David.  Stick it in me.  Make it hurt.  Shove that dick all the way man.
I want every inch of it.  Give it to me.  Fuck me man.  I want that brother
cum.  Yeah David.  Fuck me.  Oh yeah man.  Give me that dick.  Oh fuck I
have always loved your cock.  I have always wondered what it would be like
up my hole.  Now I know and it is hot.  You are one hot fucker brother."

While I am going on with my verbal spewing, he pounded me ass.  He did not
let up.  He just kept bringing his dick out and shoving it back in as deep
as it would go.  I kept talking very loud with lots of hot encouragement.
I looked up at his beautiful, manly chest.  His nipples were just stunning.
I would suck them all day if I had the chance.  His skin was perfect.
There was not an ounce of fat on him.  His pecs were so masculine with hair
across and a lovely treasure trail to his crotch.  Watching his chest heave
up each time he thrust his dick into me was incredible.  Now it was his
turn to speak.

"So here's some straight man sex for you John.  Yeah, you love getting
fucked by me.  You've wanted my dick all your life.  Oh fuck your hole his
hot.  Damn, I wish I had done this a long time ago.  You are one hot fucker
yourself, brother.  You are such a pig when it comes to cock, just as I'm a
pig when it comes to pussy.  However, tonight it is about man pussy.  It is
about my giving you my dick.  You've taken my cream down your throat for
years, but never up your ass.  Shit I wish I had done this before.  You are
so tight.  This is nothing like fucking a chick.  You know how to work that
hole.  Oh, fuck man.  I don't think I can last much longer.  Oh yeah buddy.
Oh yeah.  Here cums my man cream.  Here cums your brother's load.  Oh fuck.
Oh fuck.  Oh fuck.  Oh FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK!"

I could feel it going into me.  Oh my God.  What an experience!  I could
feel six or seven pumps coming from his dick as my hole wrapped itself
around it.  I grabbed my dick and jacked it furiously. It didn't take more
than a minute.  My brother just looked at me with his dick still deep
inside as I shot my cream.  It hit all the way to my face.  When David saw
that he said, "Damn!"

David pulled out and collapsed next to me on the tiny twin bed.  We were
both spent. We just laid there looking at the ceiling of our boyhood room.
We were both in a dream state.  I didn't know what was going on with David,
but I was perfectly happy to be the recipient of whatever it was.  I'm not
proud.

Ten minutes or so went by and David started to talk.  "I meant what I said
about that I had wanted to do that for a long time and that I wish I had
done it sooner.  You know I am a pussy hound, John, however, college has
brought about opportunities that I never thought I would ever pursue.  (I
knew he has sucked more than my cock.)  I have fucked a few guys now and
then, and I have to say, it is a hell of a lot of fun.  There is much less
hassle.  I don't have to buy dinner.  Guys just like to fuck and they love
a college jock like me.  I seem to be a fantasy or something.  Maybe you
can explain that to me more sometime.

"I am dating a steady girl.  We have a great time, super sex and I enjoy
her company.  But, I realize I need a little more than just one snatch."

Using that term it was clear to me then, as well as now, that David was not
going to settle down and raise a family any time soon.  He did continue to
be a pussy hound well into his mid-thirties.  Even after he did marry, he
did not have kids.  They had a very bohemian relationship similar to my
parents.  David and I never stopped fucking.  We continue to this day
whenever it works for both of us.

"So bro, I love the fact that you are my queer little brother (we were
really about the same size, it is just an expression).  We have always been
close and I always want it to be that way.  I don't want to take sides with
everything going on between Dad and Mom, but I feel comfortable here with
you all.  The family dynamic changed.  It is just so relaxed here now that
the girls are gone."

Once again, David is sexist.  He never got over that and his wife just
doesn't pay any attention to that part of him.

I kissed him and said that, "as much as I am enjoying this, I have to pee
and I do want to sleep in my own bed tonight.  These beds are too small."
David was totally on board with that.  Romance was not his strong suit.

The next morning's breakfast was accompanied by some smiles from Dad and
Bob.  They never said a word and we did not volunteer.  I am sure they
wanted details about why that happened, but were considerate enough to know
that it was between David and me.

David did express to Bob how happy he was that he was part of the family
and part of Dad's life.  I thought that was pretty sweet and insightful for
my "straight" college jock brother.  I smiled all day.


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