Date: Fri, 14 Nov 2014 09:39:17 -0600
From: Jarrod Holiway <jdylanh9@gmail.com>
Subject: I Explore Novak (Part 5)

I Explore Novak


This is the fifth installment of the Novak Saga

***All Usual Disclaimers Apply.***
***Please Don't Steal The Story***
***It Is FICTION and Should Remain FICTION***
***Sex With Minors is Destructive and Horrendous***

	Dinner couldn't come slow enough. I was so scared about Novak's
plans for me and his friend Titus. I know Novak would never, ever do
anything to hurt me. It just seemed like maybe this was too much. I wanted
to make Novak happy and everything. I guess I would do just about anything
for him, but again this seemed crazy. I didn't want to share what Novak and
I shared with anyone else. I thought more about what Novak had asked me
about, like, thinking of other guys and stuff and I guess he was kind of
right. I did look at other guys and think about doing bad stuff with
them. I mostly looked at their butts and stuff. I thought about touching
them all the time.

      I always considered the summer months the best because so many guys
wore athletic shorts. Athletic shorts were great for seeing guy's butts and
also their crotches. I even considered myself lucky when I could make out
the shape of their penis. Everyone thinks about that kind of stuff
though. I don't think that really makes me gay. It's just curiosity about
seeing other people naked. I never thought about girls like that though. I
think that's just because I am curious about boy's bodies because I am a
boy. If I were a girl, I would be more curious about girl's bodies. Yeah,
that makes sense. I knew Novak was wrong; I am not gay. When I see Novak
tonight I am going to explain that to him. Then he will see I am not gay
and I don't have to do anything with Titus.

	I used my favorite pastime to kill time until dinner; watched
TV. It took my mom yelling at me to break my concentration, "Jason, text
your brother and tell him dinner is going to be ready in 20 minutes. He
better not be late. Thank you."

"Okay, mom." I yelled back from the sitting room.

	I pulled my phone from my pocket and sent Novak the text. I was
surprised by his response, "Thanks for telling me. Are you alone right
now?"

"Does a cheese, doodle?" I replied. It was a funny way of saying yes my
teacher used a lot. I sat in front of the TV but held my phone in my
hand. I assumed he asked me if I was alone for a reason. I was thinking he
was going to call and tell me something bad.  I hope nothing bad
happened. He better not be in trouble. Although, if he does get in trouble
then he might get grounded which would mean he has to be home a lot more
and I get to be with him a lot more. I felt guilty for even having the
thought. I wanted him to be with me 24/7 but I guess it isn't fair for me
to hope bad things happen to him for me to get my wish.

	My phone buzzed in my hand. I swiped the screen and hit the new
text button.  No words appeared but a picture of a dick was right there on
my phone! Novak sent me a picture of his dick. It is the greatest text I
have ever seen. I turned the TV off and ran up to our room. I jumped on the
bed and just studied the picture. I zoomed in and moved the picture around
so I could see all of it perfectly. The butterflies I get around Novak
returned to my stomach and I moved my lips to the screen to kiss the dick
when my heart nearly stopped. It wasn't Novak's penis. I know Novak's penis
exactly.  This wasn't it.

"Whose thingy is that?!" I texted Novak.

"Its mine little bro. I thought u might like a pic of it. LOL" Novak
replied.

"Evn tho I cant smell or taste a pic I still kno that isnt urs." I texted.

"Ok fine u got me but I aint telln u whose it is yet. C u 4 dinr." Novak
replied.

	I had about 10 minutes still until dinner. I continued to study the
picture of the penis Novak sent me. I guess it is probably Titus's thingy
since Titus is the one coming over after dinner to stay the night. The more
I looked at it the more it made me feel jittery. I loved looking at it. I
knew everything about Novak's penis, but I only knew what Titus's looked
like (if this was Titus's thingy). I didn't know if it smelled the same as
Novak or if it tasted the same. I bet it probably felt the same - skin is
skin, but I guess it could be softer skin or not as soft. My mind became
consumed with thinking about this mystery penis. My mouth started watering
and my heart kept speeding up. I decided if this was Titus then maybe I did
want to do whatever Novak had planned tonight. I had to know more about
this penis. Looking at it in a picture was fun, but I needed a real life
experience with it.

"Wash up and go down for dinner, Captain." Dad said knocking on my door.

"Okay." I said and drug myself off the bed and away from the mystery penis
picture.  I left my phone on the bed because my parents had a strict rule
about dinner time. No electronics at all. No TV on, no tablet, and
definitely no phones. I didn't mind this too much but Novak thought it was
stupid. He hated going 30 minutes to an hour without his phone. In my
parents' defense, they weren't hypocritical about it. They didn't bring
their phones to the table either.

	I descended the stairs, turned to go into the dining room, and took
my seat at the table. Dad to my right and mom to my left were both already
seated, but across from me; no Novak. Another rule, we had to wait for
everyone. "So, what did you do today Jason?" Mom asked.

"The usual. Rode my bike and found Bryan outside in his yard. We went into
the woods for a little bit. Then I read some comics. Watched TV. 'Bout it."
I replied looking into my plate.

"Look at people when you speak with them, Captain." My dad corrected me.

"Sorry." I said looking up at him. He gave me a big smile back.

"Son, you will find when you get older that so many people are completely
void of any manners. You will look so much more appealing to employers,
your bosses, just everyone if you follow basic courtesies, niceties, and
polite manners. Do you understand" Dad explained.

"Yes, sir. Some of the kids in my class are rude and I don't think
Mrs. Stoneburner likes them very much. They get in trouble a lot." I said
returning his smile. My dad just nodded knowingly.

"Did you spend any time with your brother today?" Mom asked.

"No, ma'am." I lied, but being sure to make eye contact this time.

"He isn't being mean to you is he?" Mom pressed on.

"No. He is the best. He said I can hang out with him and Titus tonight. We
are going to play video games all night long!" I said with a little more
excitement in my voice than I planned.

"Well, if your brother isn't here in the next three minutes you won't be
playing video games with him because he will be in trouble." Dad said very
matter-of-factly.

	Nervous energy took over my body. I began drumming my fingers on
the table.  Several things started running through my head at the same
time. What would happen if Novak got in trouble? Would that mean Titus
wouldn't be allowed to come over too? I have to know if that is his penis
in the picture. I have to know more about it. Please, Novak, come through
the door now. Please, don't get in trouble, Novak.

"Jason, fidgeting is very unbecoming. Please stop." Mom asked looking at my
fingers drumming on the table.

	Novak came through the door right as she finished speaking. He
stopped in the kitchen and we listened as he washed his hands. Entering the
room with a big smile he said, "Mom, dad, little bro good to see you."

"Cutting it close aren't you, Chief?" Dad asked as Novak took his seat.

"I made it. All that matters right?" Novak replied with a huge smile. He
didn't say it insolently or snotty.

"Please say the grace." Mom said to Novak.

"I don't want to." He said very plainly.

"Chief, you are on thin ice with hot blades. You understand me? Your mom
told you to say grace." Dad said also very plainly. Dad was really good
about never really yelling or being mean but still letting us know when he
was getting upset.

"I want to do it." I spit out really quickly. I couldn't let Novak get in
trouble. I didn't want to say grace at all, but it was better to just say
it and get Novak off the hook.

"That's sweet of you, Captain, but your mom asked Novak." Dad reiterated.

"Yeah, but I am really happy, and I have a lot to pray for and stuff." I
said looking at dad first, then mom.

"Go ahead, honey." Mom said to me with a big smile. She and dad lowered
their heads and I made eye contact with Novak and winked at him. He just
smiled and shook his head back and forth at me before lowering his head.

"Dear God, thank you for the meal we are about to receive. Bless the loving
hands of my mom who prepared it. Bless my dad, too. Thanks for all the love
you show our family every day. Please look over and take care of people who
don't have families and food and stuff. And thanks for my big brother,
Novak. He is the best brother ever. If you had got to have a brother you
would have been lucky if he was like Novak. We love you with all our
hearts, Jesus. Amen" I prayed.

	I ended the prayer and looked up and Novak's face was bright red
with his hand clamped over his mouth. Mom patted my hand, "That was lovely,
Jason. Thank you."

"That was a fine grace, Captain. I'm not sure what your brother found so
funny about it. He should be happy to have a brother who loves him and
looks up to him so much. He should also take the responsibility of that
more seriously and set a good example." Dad said finishing his sentence
looking at Novak and not me.

	We all ate with no more excitement at the dinner table. I loved
Saturdays.  Sunday through Friday I had to be in bed by 9:00 p.m. but on
Saturdays I was sent to my room at 9:00 p.m. but I got to stay up as late
as I wanted. Which usually meant I fell asleep before 11:00 p.m. anyway,
but not tonight. Tonight I was going to stay up all night with Novak and
Titus. I was so excited it was almost impossible to keep from screaming. It
was made even worse because I couldn't show any of it or my parents may
notice.

"If everyone is finished; we can clean up." My mom said as she stood up. We
all stood in unison. Another rule, we always stood when a woman entered a
room or stood up in front of us. It never seemed weird to me until I
noticed none of my classmates did it.  Mrs. Stoneburner asked me about it
on the first day of class. She just smiled when I explained my dad told me
it's just what men do to show respect for women. She called my parents
after class and told them it distracts the other students and I don't have
to do it anymore. It still felt weird to me to not stand when she did
because I did it for every woman like my mom, when at the neighbors, or at
church or whatever. I respected Mrs.  Stoneburner more than most of those
women so I felt like I should get to stand to show that.

"Hey Chief, help me do the dishes. Your mom is going to bingo at the
church. You can go on upstairs or go out and play for a bit if you want
Jason." Dad said.

"Yes, sir." I replied with a big smile. It was a fake smile. I was really
scared inside.  It sounded like dad was mad at Novak. I pretended to go
upstairs but really I hid behind the entryway to the kitchen so I could
listen in on what he was talking to Novak about.

"Everything okay with you, Novak?" Dad asked with genuine concern in his
voice.

"Sure, dad. I just feel like sometimes you and mom have too many rules and
stuff. I know why you do it. I just feel like I have never given you a
reason not to trust me and stuff and you guys come down on me a lot." Novak
said. He didn't sound angry or anything.

"I know, son. You're right. Your mom and I are so proud of you. Your grades
are great.  You are a good son and a good brother. Jason adores you. I know
what I am going to say next doesn't really sound fair, but try to
understand anyway. Jason is at an incredibly pivotal age. If we treat you
really lax he is going to get the impression that it's okay for him to be
lax on things and he is at an age where structure is paramount to how he
will approach the rest of his life. Do you understand?" Dad asked.

"Of course I understand. I promise you dad I would never set a bad example
for Jason.  It's just stuff you make me do sometimes that I feel like I am
too old for." Novak said.

"I can work with you on some stuff. Give me an example." Dad said.

"Well, I don't want to go to church every week. I believe and stuff, but I
feel like I should get to decide if I want to go. I don't pay any attention
half the time anyway.  And I really don't believe some of the stuff Pastor
Phil says." Novak said sounding a little apprehensive. My parents took
church really seriously.

"Yeah, Pastor Phil can be a little...um...old school fire and brimstone for
my tastes but your mother thinks he is the best ever. That's fine
Novak. How about you go at least once a month to appease your mother? Is
that fair?" Dad asked.

"That's awesome, dad! I never thought you would bend on that." Novak said
excitedly.

"I'm not bending. We are just striking up a deal because while you are
still our son; you are old enough to make a lot of your own
decisions. Anything else?" Dad asked.

"I will help you, or do whatever you need, but can we please clear out the
basement so I can have my own room? I'm way too old to be sharing a room
with Jason." Novak said and my heart plummeted. It became hard to breath
and my eyes started stinging with the anticipation of tears. Please say no,
please. Please say no, dad was all that ran through my head as I fought
tears.

"You are absolutely right, Novak. We will get it cleaned out this week and
we can move your stuff down there next weekend. Sound good?" Dad said.

"Holy smokes, dad. I am going to do the dishes with you every night!" Novak
said with laughter. Dad chuckled too.

"Come here, boy. I love you so much. You keep being the amazing guy you are
and I promise plenty more freedoms will come to you. Proud of you." My dad
said. Sounding like he was hugging Novak. "I'll finish up the dishes. Go
ahead and tell Titus to come over. Hey, remember what I said about
Jason. Just use good judgement with him.  No crazy video games and stuff,
okay?" Dad said.

"Hey, I thought you trusted me." Novak said with a tone of fake offense.

"Yeah...only so much though. I remember being your age." Dad joked back.

	Novak exited the kitchen and immediately saw me standing there with
tears in my eyes. He paused but only for a second before waving me to
follow him. I walked behind him up to the room we would only be sharing for
another week. As soon as the door closed I let it out and began to cry,
"Why? Why don't you want to be here with me anymore?"

"Shh. Stop it." He said while pulling me into him. I loved feeling him hold
onto me.  I felt so happy when his arms were around me. "I have a plan,
Jason. Stop crying."

	I wrapped my arms around his middle and squeezed as hard as I
can. I felt like if I held onto him really tightly then he couldn't leave
me. He would understand I have to have him near me to live. That's what I
felt like. I had to have Novak in here so I can sleep and then there was
all the other stuff I liked doing with him. He was my everything. I
listened to him shushing me and I willed myself to stop crying. I wiped my
face on his stomach leaving wet spots on his t-shirt.

"For fuck sake, Jason. You just wiped snot on my Builders and Butchers
shirt. I love this shirt. Sorry, never mind, it's fine." He said as he let
me go. I just stared up into his handsome face and left my hands on his
sides. As long as I'm touching him I am okay.  "Listen to me."

"What?" I said with my obvious frustration oozing in my voice.

"When I get the basement as my room you can come down anytime bro. We won't
be right down the hall from mom and dad and that makes us a lot safer. You
can still come down and sleep with me sometimes and mom and dad won't think
anything about it.  You have to understand that we have to be
careful. Also, bro, I know you don't want to hear this but I am a lot older
than you - I need privacy and space and stuff. When you get to be older you
will understand. Why do you think more adults don't all live together?
Having your own space as you get older is necessary. I promise I still love
you and shit. I promise I will still let you play with him and shit. This
is just a necessary precaution for us. If we were to get caught, our lives
are over. Do you understand?" Novak explained.

"Yes, I understand." I said smiling again. All the fear of him wanting to
get away from me was dissipating. "I was just so scared you wanted to leave
me." I said.

"No, bro. I promise we will always be best brothers in the whole
world. Okay." He said.

"Pinky promise?" I asked holding my pinky out.

"Yeah, dude. Pinky promise." He said completing the hand gesture for the
pinky promise. "Now how about we semen swear?" He asked with a smirk.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Well, that is when you get on your knees right here and suck my dick, then
swallow all my semen. That is a swear so it is stronger than a
promise. Plus, I want to get off before Titus comes over so I'm not boned
up the whole time watching you do your thing with him." Novak explained.

	I let my hands fall from his sides to his belt buckle. I undid it
and the button was next. I dropped to my knees and lowered the zipper. I
pushed my face into his open fly and let my hands grab his butt so I could
pull his crotch into my face hard. The metal teeth of his zipper dug into
my chin. I could feel the hard root of his penis on my lips and pushing on
the bottom of my nose with just the thin boxer shorts material between his
flesh and my flesh. I inhaled as strongly as I could. There was the smell I
craved so much. It filled my nose as if I had never smelled it before. It
took over all of my senses. I pursed my lips and kissed his dick through
the boxers. I opened my mouth and kissed again, then again.

"Ready when you are little bro." Novak whispered bringing me back to my
senses.

	I slid my hands up and grabbed his jeans and boxers together then
slipped them down.  I was met with the sight of his pubes and the light
dusting of hair on his legs.  He was so beautiful. I could just stay here
on my knees staring and smelling him forever.  My brother Novak was the
most amazing of all of God's creations. His hard smooth penis was sticking
straight out from his body pointing at my little mouth. I leaned forward
and kissed it. The actual kiss wasn't special. It was just my lips on the
head of his hot penis, but I put all of my love into that kiss. Novak could
tell too because he shuddered.

"Reach in my jeans and hand me my phone." Novak whispered to me. I fished
the phone out of his jeans pocket without breaking contact between my lips
and his wonderfully delicious dick. I held it up without looking at him. I
felt him take the phone from me as I opened my lips and let his torpedo
shaped penis slide past my lips into my mouth. Click. Then another click. I
realized he was taking pictures. I didn't care. We could tell the whole
world for all I cared. I loved my big brother so much. I knew we couldn't
tell anyone because Novak said no one could know, but I would have bragged
about it to everyone if he said it was okay.

	I just let all my focus fall to his penis. I inched my lips up the
shaft like a caterpillar moves on a branch. I pushed my tongue up against
the bottom of dick trapping it between my tongue and the roof of my
mouth. I loved feeling him in my mouth. I could taste a whole day's worth
of sweat on him. Even his sweat tasted amazing to me. I continued moving up
the shaft until there was nowhere else to go. My nose mashed into his
pubes. My bottom lip was snugly up against his scrotum. I wished I could
get more of him in me. I wish my mouth was big enough to get his balls in
my mouth at the same time. The more of Novak in my mouth at a time the
better.

"Look up at me." Novak whispered. I kept all of him in my mouth but angled
my face up to his. Only I couldn't see his face. He had his phone right
there and I was looking right at it. Click. Another picture. "Perfect,
little bro. Fucking perfect."  I would have smiled at hearing him praise me
but that wasn't really possible with my mouth stretched around his dick.

	He set his phone on the desk and let his hands fall to my
head. Ohhh, I loved feeling his hands on me. He was running his fingers
through my short hair. His hands felt so massive on my head. One hand could
palm my head so both of his hands basically took up every inch of my
head. He would alternate between squeezing and stroking my head. It was
such an amazing feeling.

	I was learning all of Novak's body language, noises, and touches. I
started speeding up my head bobbing in rhythm with his breathing. Letting
my tongue ease up on pressure as I was pulling off of him and increasing
pressure as I took his dick into my mouth seemed to be what he liked the
most. I would suck as hard as I could as I pulled off of him and take a
breath while going back down on him.

"Holy shit, Jason. You are getting so fucking good at this it's stupid. I'm
gonna cum.  I'm gonna cum. I'm...gonna...cum." Novak said barely able to
breathe. All of a sudden his whole body vibrated and his knees buckled. I
thought he was falling and I instinctually wrapped my arms around his
ass. His left hand flew out to the desk and his right hand pushed on top of
my head as if he was trying to hold himself up. My mouth filled with his
semen. Novak had clearly lost control of his body. His hips started rocking
sporadically and he fell taking me with him.

	Novak's weight was way too much for me to hold him up. It was like
he lost every bone in his body. He tried to step forward with his right
foot but it was tangled in the jeans bunched around his ankles. He fell
towards me and I fell backwards. When his hands hit the carpet he kept
himself from completely squashing me under his wiry frame. Somewhere during
this his penis came out of my mouth. My face collided with his stomach. And
the back of my head collided with the carpet. I was pinned underneath my
big brother. I pushed on his hips trying to create separation so I could
get out from under him, but he was already raising up off of me.

"What just happened? Are you okay, Novak?" I asked worried.

"Holy shit, Jason. I don't know. It was like when I came I blacked out for
like a second or just lost control of my body or something. I have never
had an orgasm that strong, bro.  It was like...I don't know...it was like
my whole body orgasmed and not just like my dick or whatever.

"I don't know what that means." I said while watching Novak stand up. I
followed suit and stood up next to him. Novak bent back down and pulled his
boxers and jeans back up and buckled them and everything and then he just
collapsed on the bed and held an arm out to me. I jumped on the bed next
him. He wiped a wet sticky glob from my cheek with his thumb. He held it to
my lips.

"Semen swear, lil bro." Novak said pushing the semen covered thumb into my
mouth.

"I semen swear." I said savoring more of that white liquid that Novak makes
come out of his penis. I wonder if Titus makes that stuff too and if it
tastes the same. I applied suction to his thumb as he pulled it back out of
my mouth. I let the white liquid just sit in my mouth. I rubbed my tongue
against the roof of my mouth using the white stuff instead of spit as a
lubricant. I gathered all the white stuff and my spit into a pool on my
tongue. I kept my eyes closed and focused on the flavor to make a memory of
how delicious it is.

	I rolled onto my side facing Novak. I put my head on his shoulder
and threw my arm around him. He pulled me in tight; one of my favorite
feelings in the world. I finally swallowed the white liquid and spit
concoction. I let my eyes open and Novak was looking right at me with his
dark green eyes.

"Hey, lil bro. Titus is on his way. I sent him that picture. But I want to
tell you, you never in a million years have to do anything you don't want
to do." Novak said.

"I know." I replied.

"Really though. I would never let anything bad happen to you. Titus is
gonna play it cool and you really don't have to do anything you don't feel
comfortable with. I will still love you the same. Do you understand?" Novak
asked.

"Yeah, I understand." I said hoping he believed me.

"Okay, good. I promise he won't hurt you and I will never hurt you. One
more thing, remember what we did in the shower?" He asked and I nodded.
"Well, you don't ever let anyone else do that to you until you're at least
my age okay? It could be dangerous and it could hurt you if someone wasn't
careful." Novak said.

"I understand. Do you think Titus will let me do the same stuff with him
that you let me do with you?" I asked.

"I promise he will if you ask him nicely." Novak replied.

"Promise? Do you semen swear?" I asked with a big grin.

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