Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2009 16:49:07 -0800 (PST)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up Navy - 3

Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between my characters
and real people, places, or events is merely a coincidence. This story
contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between teenage boys and
between brothers. If you are not 18 years old or if it is illegal where you
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Growing Up Navy - 3


The smell of freshly baked ham filled the kitchen. As Jared came through
the door he saw his mom in front of the open oven, spooning juice from the
baking pan over the top.

"Hi, Mom," Jared grinned and dropped his book bag on the floor by the boot
caddy.

"Hi, honey," his mom said with a smile and closed the oven door. "Good day
at school?"

"Yeah, great!"

Mrs. Wolters turned the burner on under a saucepan of peeled and sliced
potatoes. Working as a nurse, Jared's mom had a rotating
schedule. Sometimes she worked days and was home about four in the
afternoon, other times she worked starting at three and was gone until
almost midnight. This was one of the rare days she didn't have to work at
all.

"Dinner will be ready in about a half hour."

"Where's Matty?" he asked.

"In the garage, working on his bike I think."

Jared nodded. "I'll see how he's doing."

As he turned to head back out to the garage, Mrs. Wolters stepped close and
gave Jared a quick hug and a tiny kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for being so
grown up while your dad's away."

Jared blushed, and then gave his mom a tender look. "The country's
depending on dad, I want him to know he can depend on us."

His mom hugged him again. "When did you get so smart?" she laughed softly.

Jared smiled. "About five minutes after the Ike pulled out," he said
softly.


* * * *

The garage was set back from the house and faced an alley. Matty had the
side door open. Jared found him on his knees, a wrench in his hand, working
on one of the bike's wheels.

"Need some help?"

Matty looked up and smiled. "You know anything about bikes?" He laughed. It
was a joke to even ask. Both boys had been well trained to handle tools.

Chief Petty Officer Wolters, "Dad", had spent his entire adult life in the
Navy, enlisting as soon as he was eighteen. His rating, machinist's mate,
meant that he was part of the engineering department and had been well
trained to repair a wide variety of things. In fact, he was part of the
A-gang, or Auxiliaries Division trained to do work on almost all the
mechanical systems on board ship, except propulsion or nuclear. "There
isn't a thing dad can't fix," was a phrase both boys often used.

"I know a little bit," Jared chuckled, kneeling down and holding the bike
steady.

"I tightened a few spokes, then cleaned and oiled everything. I'm just
finishing up," Matty said, using a rag to clean the end of the wrench.

Jared held the frame up, and Matty gave the wheel a spin. He smiled and
nodded his approval.

"Mom said dinner will be ready in a few minutes."

"Thanks, want to help me clean up?"

"Sure," Jared said, gathering up a hand full of tools from the floor. The
Chief had a peg board laid out with a spot for every tool clearly
outlined. Jared remembered when he was about eight years old and had
forgotten to put things away and left a socket wrench in the grass. The
sound of the lawn mower hitting the tool was something he'd never forget,
nor the warm butt that his dad had given him as an added reminder.

"Are you and TJ going to ride this Saturday?" Jared asked while using the
rag to clean up a spot of oil on the floor.

"Yeah, some of the guys are going over to the course about ten."

Matty had gotten into dirt bikes a few years earlier and was getting pretty
good at doing tricks and managing the jumps.

"Well, be careful. We don't need you crashing and breaking an arm or
something." Jared laughed.

* * * *

After dinner, the boys helped clear the table, stack the dishwasher, and
tidy up. Their mom said they could have a couple of hours of television
after doing their homework. So it wasn't too long before they were settled
in the family room.

Mrs. Wolters was in her favorite upholstered rocker, Matty on the floor,
and Jared sprawled on the couch.

Maybe an hour into the DVD, Mrs. Wolters got up and headed up the
stairs. "I'm going to read for a while. You guys get to bed after this is
done, okay?"

Both boys nodded.

Matty looked back at Jared, and, with a playful grin, crawled on his hands
and knees to the side of the couch. "Can I get up there too?" he smiled.

Jared rolled his eyes in mock disapproval. Matty laughed and crawled up as
Jared turned on his side to make more room. Matty lay on his side in front
of his brother, wiggling his butt into the space near Jared's crotch. Jared
put his arm over Matty and held him as the movie played on.

Jared's hand rested on Matty's tummy. From time to time he tenderly rubbed
him, and actually put his hand under Matty's shirt so he could feel his
bare skin.

"That's nice," Matty whispered as Jared gave him a little pat.

The brothers lay like that for almost another hour, enjoying being close to
one another. Only slowly did Jared become aware that he was starting to get
hard. Matty's soft rear end pushed against his crotch was having an
effect. He moved back, away from Matty's ass. Matty also shifted and his
butt was tight against Jared once again.

"This isn't right," Jared thought as his dick strained against his
jeans. "He's my brother for Christ's sake!"

Matty pushed his butt back and wiggled it a tiny bit. "You're getting a
boner," he giggled.

"Yeah," Jared said more than a little embarrassed.

Matty rolled over and faced his brother. "Why do butts make a guy get
hard?"

"What?" Jared asked with surprise.

Matty blushed, "When you look at butts, and stuff."

"Oh God, how am I going to answer this one?" Jared thought as Matty looked
up waiting for a response.

"I guess anything that is a little bit sexy will do it," he finally said.

Matty looked down. "I saw your butt one night and it happened to me."

"You got hard?" Jared whispered.

Matty nodded.

Matty reached out and very softly touched the front of Jared's jeans. "Like
you are now."

"Matty," Jared started to say, but never finished the thought...

Matty rubbed up and down a couple of times and then groped his brother's
nuts.

Jared pulled him closer and gave him a hug. "Time for bed," he said,
deciding to put a stop to what Matty was doing.

"Okay," Matty whispered. He looked up with a twinkle in his eyes. "Can I
watch you jerk it off?"

"Matthew James Wolters!" Jared said in a tone much like his mother's, and
then, not able to hold back a smile, laughed.

Matty giggled. "I did it three times today," he grinned.

Jared smiled. "Get your ass upstairs!"

* * * *

The next day in school, Jared couldn't help thinking about the night
before. "His ass was so soft," he said to himself a half a dozen times
through out the day, his dick getting hard every time he thought about
it. During study hall he asked for a bathroom pass and headed to the lower
level boy's room near the shop. He entered the stall the furthest from the
door, locked it, and quickly undid his pants. Sitting down, he wrapped his
hand around his dick. "Can I watch you jerk it off?" he remembered Matty
saying. Jared closed his eyes and went to work. Slowly stroking himself, he
tried to focus on the sexiest things he could think of. His dream boy came
to mind. He imagined Christopher was the one with his cock out, and Jared
was the one sucking dick. The thought of having a warm cock in his mouth
sent Jared to the edge. The idea that a guy might shoot his stuff and he'd
swallow it was even hotter. Jared grunted as his cock jerked in his hand
and he pumped out a huge load.

His breathing, ragged and deep, slowed as his orgasm faded. Using some
toilet paper he cleaned himself. "I wonder how much longer I'll have to
wait before I find a real guy and not just my hand?" He thought as he stood
and pulled up his pants.

* * * *

The answer to Jared's question came sooner than he could have imagined. It
was a Friday night and Mrs. Wolters was working the evening shift. She
wouldn't be home until midnight.

Jared had heated up a casserole, they'd eaten, and then the guys had headed
out to a movie. It was about ten thirty when they got home. Both he and
Matty were tired and after getting ready for bed, settled into their room.

"Goodnight," Matty said softly as Jared gave him a quick look to see if he
was ready to shut off the lights.

"Night."

Jared turned out the lights and went to sleep.

* * * *

The movement on the bed was the first thing Jared noticed. As he slowly
opened his eyes he felt Matty snuggled up to him.

"What?" Jared mumbled, drawing Matty closer.

"I miss Dad," Matty whispered, and rolled over so he could face his
brother.

The boys held each other in a tender way. They looked into one another's
eyes. Matty rested his head against Jared's chest. Jared softly rubbed his
back.

No words were spoken. Jared gently pushed a few strands of hair away from
Matty's eyes. Jared could feel his face flush, his cheeks growing warmer.
His dick stirred and got hard.

The feel of Matty's fingers on his nut sac came as a surprise.

"Can I touch you?" Matty whispered as he gently held his brother's balls
and rolled them from side to side. Jared couldn't say "yes" but he also
couldn't say "no." Matty apparently took that as a sign it was all right,
and he became more adventuresome. He slowly moved his hand upward and
gripped Jared's shaft, giving it a couple of strokes.

"God, you're big," he whispered, holding Jared's dick for the first time in
his life.

Jared couldn't help himself. He reached into Matty's sleep pants and found
he was hard, too. The boys looked at one another as they tenderly played
with their brother's cock.

"Go slow, okay?" Jared said softly, matching his brother stroke for stroke.

The boys stared deeply into each other's eyes as they continued to
masturbate each other. Matty's breathing came a little faster. He was
clearly becoming excited.

Their hands pulling and touching, the boys focused on giving the other
pleasure. Jared wanted it to last a long time, but it was too
intense. Matty's little grunts and moans signaled he was being overwhelmed
with the good feelings coming from his dick.

"I'm gonna squirt," Matty whined softly as he abruptly pushed his cock
harder into his brother's hand. He thrust twice, then a gush of warm goo
spurted out the end of his dick. "Oh, Oh," he grunted softly.

Jared tensed as he felt his brother cum, it was incredible to feel his dick
throb in his hand and then spit out its juice. The idea that he had caused
it sent Jared over the top.

"Oh, fuck," Jared whispered as his nuts delivered several blasts of cream.

He thrust a few more times as Matty gripped his dick tighter, adjusting for
the slipperiness of the newly deposited sperm.

The guys held each other's wet cocks for a few more minutes, and then
finally let go.

"I made a mess in my pants," Matty said with a blush.

"I made a mess too," Jared chuckled.

They were quiet for a while. "You okay?" Jared asked, staring into Matty's
face for any sign that he was upset.

Matty smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. It was fun," He giggled.

Jared smiled. "Go get a towel, we need to clean up."

* * * *

Matty was the first to wake. Jared's arms and legs were wrapped around him,
making him feel safe and warm. He snuggled closer. He was glad Jared hadn't
sent him back to his own bed. Jared's occasional snort and movement on the
bed seemed somehow comforting.

Matty stared at his brother's face.  He reached out and lightly touched him
on the cheek. Growing bolder, he moved his hand up and started to run his
fingers through his brother's hair.

Jared's eyes slowly opened. "You still here?" he yawned and gave Matty a
little hug.

"Yeah," Matty whispered.

"Nice." He closed his eyes and squeezed his brother softly. "You know mom
would freak if she saw you in my bed." Jared yawned again.

"Nah, I'd tell her I was scared and she'd be totally okay with it."

Jared opened his eyes. "For a little squirt, you're pretty sure of
yourself."

Matty grinned, "I'm the golden child." He laughed.

Jared chuckled. "So, what are we gonna do about this jerk off thing?" he
said, becoming more serious.

"What do you mean?" Matty said softly.

"I mean, we're brothers."

Matty blushed a tiny bit and then looked down. "I liked it," he finally
whispered. "Does being brothers make it bad?"

Jared seemed to think about it. He hugged Matty closer. "Not if we love
each other," he said softly.

* * * *


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