Date: Mon, 20 Oct 2008 05:04:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Its What Brotheers Do -16 

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It's What Brothers Do - 16

I sat at my desk in my room, Trevor's words haunting me, "You're not my
brother any more."

I tried reading, but it was frustrating; my concentration was so poor I
couldn't stay focused. Besides that, I was tired. I finally just gave up. I
crawled into bed, turned off the lights, but couldn't sleep. Reaching for
my phone, I called Jess. We talked for probably an hour, and then she said
she had to go. I closed my eyes, tossed and turned a little, and eventually
fell asleep.

* * * *

The next morning I woke up really needing to piss. I hopped out of bed,
pulled on a clean pair of boxers, and headed to the bathroom. The door was
closed, but I heard water running in the tub. Momma is the only one that
takes baths, so I knew she was in there and that it would be a while. I
went back to my room, but I couldn't hold it, I had to pee. My bedroom is
on the back of the house, so I opened my window and pulled out my dick. I
smiled at the sound of yellow rain watering the flower bed.

* * * *

Trevor barely spoke to me at breakfast. There was an awkward silence most
of the time. We both headed off to school with nothing being resolved; the
hard feelings remained.

* * * *

Exams started, and I basically tanked them. I honestly couldn't keep my
mind on school, what with everything that was going on with Jess and
Trevor. The thought that I had a kid on the way that was going to have my
last name was driving me nuts. My grades early in the term were pretty
good, so I was confident that I'd still graduate. It's not how I wanted to
end the year, but it was the best I could do.

Rumor had it some of the football guys were planning a beer bust on Friday
night. When I told Josh I was turning eighteen at the end of the following
week, it became a double celebration. Jess thought it would be fun to go,
so we made plans. She offered to drive.

* * * *

Trevor and Justin had been on the phone a lot since my news had gotten
out. They made plans for a sleep over Friday night, so Justin was going to
be at our place.

Momma and I talked a lot about Trevor's attitude toward me and I suggested
he probably just needed a little more time. Though, Momma was a little
puzzled about why something that concerned Jess and me affected him as much
as it did. I made up a lame excuse, but I don't think she bought it.

* * * *

Friday night, Jess and I headed to the beer party. One of the kids in our
class lived in the country, and at the back of the property was an old
stream bed surrounded by trees. The spot was well hidden from the road, and
the kid got his parent's permission to have a few friends over. They
guessed what he was up to, but "shit he was graduating, and what could it
hurt?" We all chipped in a few bucks and Josh's older brother bought us the
keg.

Okay, at our age it's not exactly legal to drink, but shit its only beer,
right? I'll never understand why they changed the drinking age to 21.

Jess parked her mom's car in the field behind the house and we made our way
down to the grove of trees.

I looked around and saw maybe thirty kids sprawled out on the grass. "Josh!
Nice crowd!"

"Yeah, it's great!

"Looking forward to the summer?"

"Yeah," Josh said taking a swig from a plastic cup. "I got a job working
for the city.

"Nice."

"It's only mowing grass, but I'll be outside and busy all summer."

Jess grabbed a soda from a cooler, and headed for a group of football
guys. I helped myself to a beer.

"What have you got planned?" Josh asked as we sat down near the makeshift
bar.

"Mr. Clements, at the community center, is going to run a summer day camp
for a bunch of neighborhood kids. I'm going to help him out. It doesn't pay
much, but it will be good experience."

"You like working with those little kids?"

"Yeah, some of them are pretty cool."

I talked with Josh a while longer, somebody got some music going, and soon
it was a party. As the night wore on, I really hit the beer. I wanted some
relief from the craziness of the last few weeks. I noticed Jess spent a lot
of time with the football guys. She seemed especially interested in Nate
Collins. Quarterbacks always draw a crowd; cheerleaders surround them like
they are movie stars or something.

After a few hours of drinking, I was pretty buzzed.

"Hey Nate," I laughed walking up to the little circle of girls gathered
around him. I wrapped my arm around Jess. "You trying to stealing my girl?"
I giggled.

"Nah, just keeping her entertained," he smiled, and we all laughed.

Josh came up carrying a box wrapped in white paper and tied with a bow.

"Happy Birthday," He smiled, "The guys on the team got together to give you
something."

I smiled. "Thanks, but it's not my birthday until next week."

Nate raised his cup, "To Derek." He saluted and all the guys laughed and
drank.

I opened the box as Jess looked on. I tore off the paper and inside was a
near life size doll, a pack of baby wipes, diapers, and baby powder.

"What the fuck?" I laughed, as the crowd roared.

The note read, "Daddies need more practice than Mommies."

I blushed and Jess put her hands to her mouth, "Oh my God," she laughed.

Jess and I hung around for another hour. By then, I was way too drunk to
make sense of much of anything.

We got in her mom's car and I cuddled close to her. "Let's have some fun."

I reached for her and started to kiss her, feeling her up. She struggled a
bit.

"No!" She said with a grin. "You're too drunk."

I begged and pleaded, but she just pushed me away.

There was a tap on the window and Nate was standing there.

"Uh, I think maybe I need a ride, too," He mumbled with a dumb look. "What
ya say Jess?"

Jess laughed, "Sure, what's one more drunk?"

I opened the door. "Sit up front with us," I offered and slid closer to
Jess. Nate smiled and climbed in.

Jess started the car, and told us both to "buckle our asses in."

I sat back, joking with Nate as she drove us to town. When we got to my
place she parked in the drive.

"Okay, out," Jess grinned.

She came around the car and opened the passenger door, Nate got out and I
followed.

"Night Nate" I laughed. I thought it was especially funny. "Night Nate" I
giggled loudly.

Jess put her finger to her lips, "Shush, you'll wake up your mother". I
lowered my voice and snickered.

I gave Nate a drunken hug and he hugged me back. "You're a good friend," I
mumbled, remembering how he had come to my daddy's funeral. I giggled and
gave him a playful kiss on the side of the face.

"Eeeewww," He laughed.

Jess helped me to the door. I felt a hand in my front pocket. "Looking for
something?" I said, with a stupid grin. Jess groped me briefly but kept
digging around.

"I just want your house keys," She laughed. "You can't even open the door
you goof ball." She unlocked it and handed me my keys. She gave me a kiss
good night and headed back to the car. I watched for a moment as Nate got
back in, and they headed off. Then, I went inside.

I stumbled up the stairs, went to the bathroom and took a piss. I got most
of it where it was supposed to go, but my aim was a little off and the
floor got kind of wet.

I fell forward onto my bed and I don't remember much after that.

* * * *

Jessica was in my arms. We were kissing, and I was feeling her up. I got
her top off and I was sucking on her boobs. I ran my hand under the
waistband of her panties and fingered her. I imagined her totally naked,
the look of her sex. I realized my cock was getting fuller but not hard.

Trev was in the gym after a match, still in his tight wrestling gear. I
felt my cock get hard almost instantly. We took wrestling stances and
played around. I got the take down and tossed him to the mat. I used my
weight to get him on his back with his shoulders pinned to the mat. He
wrapped his legs around me trying to twist and turn out of the hold. His
smile and laugh filled the place. I was in total control and slowly kissed
my brother, taking my time, dominating him. He relaxed his legs and I
crawled forward pulling my shorts down in front. I took my dick in my
hand. He opened his mouth and started to lick and suck my cock. I fucked
the end of my dick into his mouth a few times. My hands were all over
him. I pulled at his singlet until I got it off his shoulders, down past
his chest, and then to his ankles.

I was wearing athletic shorts. Trevor tugged at them and exposed my bare
ass. He stroked my dick some more and I saw a pearl of pre-cum
appear. Then, right there in the middle of the gym, I rolled my brother
over. He was face down flat against the mat. He bent one knee and pulled it
up so I could see his hole.

"Give me that fucker," Trev begged.

I centered my cock on his hole. He was sweaty and greasy back there. My
dick slowly penetrated his sphincter. His spit on the end of my cock and
his sweaty, dirty hole, were just enough to let me plow a couple of inches
into his rear end.

Trev whimpered. "Stick it up my ass."

I pushed my dick deeper. He grunted and begged for more. Eventually I
bottomed out. Trevor's thirteen year old butt tightly gripped my cock. My
balls slapped against his ass cheeks. I dug my toes into the mat, driving
with my legs, nailing him again and again.

He grunted every time I slammed into his hole. His rectum was filled with
me; he pleaded with me to fuck him.

My breathing got quicker as I imagined slamming my cock deep into my
brother's butt.

"Damn, he's got a tight ass," I thought. My cock got harder.

"Take it you little motherfucker. Gonna cum in your ass."

I was slamming my dick in and out. Being balls deep up his rear end felt
incredible.

"Fuck," I grunted as my toes curled and my cum rose. I felt the spasm and
my cock jerked. I pumped him full of cream, one squirt after another. Trev
grunted and pushed his ass back against me. I grunted and rutted my dick
around and around in his ass. Slowly, our passion ebbed.

As we both lay exhausted, Trev milked my dick with his anus, squeezing his
hole tight and then relaxing it. I finally slipped out of him. He turned
over and we kissed.

"Oh My God!" I heard Jess say, and looked to the door to see her with a
shocked look on her face.

"Jess."

"You bastard!" She cried. Tears filled her eyes and she trembled, trying to
take in what she was seeing.

I got to my feet and pulled on my shorts. I started after her.

"Derek!" Trev yelled.

I turned to see my brother, still on the mat, a pleading look in his eyes,
begging me to stay with him. I was torn between going to Jess or back to
him.

I woke up in a cold sweat. I was trembling, and the room was pitch dark.

"It was a dream." I tried to catch my breath. I felt a sticky mess under me
and knew that at least a part of it had been real. "Holy Shit" I whispered,
as my body continued to shake.

Calming down, I reached under my bed for the old pair of shorts that I kept
there. I wiped the cum off my dick and crotch. I did my best to clean up
the wet spot on my sheet. Then, I tossed the rag back under the bed for the
next time.

I settled down and fell back asleep. Before my eyes closed, I told myself
it didn't mean anything. I was going to marry Jess, and sex with
Trevor... "Well that's done." I thought. Still, it was an uneasy sleep.

* * * *

I woke up again at maybe four in the morning with a start. "What was that?"

There was a sound downstairs, like a chair falling over or something. I
couldn't really be sure. My head was pounding like a son of a bitch and I
was really thirsty. I went for a drink of water from the bathroom, and
noticed Trevor's door was open just a crack. I stepped close and pushed
it. His bedside lamp was on as usual, but as I looked around I couldn't see
Trev or Justin.

"What the fuck?"

I wasn't thinking very fast on my feet, but it finally dawned on me the
noise downstairs might have been one of the guys.

"The little bastards are up to something," I smiled.

I crept down the stairs and everything was dark. Nothing seemed out of
place and I didn't see the boys. I looked around the kitchen and was about
to go back upstairs when I saw the chain was off the back door. I walked
over and opened it. Searching the backyard, I heard a noise and saw the
front end of my truck rock a little. I crept around the side of the
house. It was clear that there was definitely somebody in my truck. I got
ready to kick some ass. Then, it dawned on me; it might be Trevor and his
little friend.

I crouched down and duck walked around the front of the truck. I slowly
stood up so I could look in the side window.

"The little shits!" I thought as I spied Trev with Justin's cock in his
mouth.

Justin was laying length wise on the front seat with his head near the
steering wheel. Trevor was on the passenger side almost kneeling on the
floor. Justin's sleep pants were pulled down and my little brother was
busily giving him a blow job. I made sure I stayed low enough so they
couldn't see me.

"Damn your mouth feels good tonight" Justin moaned as Trev worked his
tongue up and down his friend's dick. Trev sucked, twisted his hand as he
jerked him, and tried to pleasure him. Justin's whimpers increased as Trev
took Justin deeper into his mouth. I watched as Trev gently played with
Justin's nuts. Justin rolled his head back and forth. He raised one leg and
draped it on the back of the seat and let the other fall to the floor. He
opened his legs and crotch so Trev could use the extra room to lick his
balls.

As Trev stroked and sucked, I realized I missed my little brother more than
ever. I wasn't thinking about sex, though I wished it was me that was with
him and not Justin, I was thinking about the closeness that was my love for
him.

"Probably didn't want Momma to hear them," I thought, as I tried to guess
why they were in the front of my truck.

Justin raised his ass off the seat and grabbed Trev's head. I could see
from the look on Justin's face he was pumping his cum into my brother's
mouth. My dick twitched as I watched Trev suck and swallow the entire load.

"Eat it," Justin moaned as he fucked his dick between Trev's lips.

Trevor sucked harder and Justin held his breath as the last few drops of
sperm were pulled from his dick.

Finally, Trevor took his mouth off Justin's dick and wiped the spit from
his lips.

"Nice cum," He giggled. Justin opened his eyes and both boys laughed.

I ducked back down as they started to move around. When I looked again they
had traded places, and this time Trevor was getting the BJ. The scene
unfolded as before, and then Justin reached up. I saw the lube on the dash
and I quickly hunkered down again as Justin grabbed it and went back to
work on Trev's dick.

The next time I peeked, Justin had his finger all the way up Trev's
butt. Trev stroked himself as Justin licked his balls. Trev steadily jerked
while Justin fingered him for a few more minutes.

"Stop" Trev said, as he wiggled on Justin's finger. Justin pulled it out
and Trev struggled to turn around on the seat. He finally managed to get on
his hands and knees. Using one hand to steady himself against the door,
Trev bent over as Justin stuck his middle finger back up his butt. I could
see Trevor's balls swinging back and forth as he masturbated himself.

"Fuck," Trev moaned, "Find the spot," he demanded as he held his eyes
tightly closed and rammed his ass back onto his friend's hand. "Yeah,
there, there," He whimpered as Justin found his prostate and stroked.

Trev tugged faster at his dick. Justin leaned in and lightly kissed each of
Trevor's ass cheeks and then ran his tongue just inside my brother's
crack. Trevor continued to pound away at his dick.

"Oh fuck," Trevor moaned and he violently humped back on Justin's hand a
couple of more times

I watched as four long squirts of cum shot from his dick and landed on the
seat. I wanted that to be me giving Trevor pleasure. It should be me behind
him, making him feel good.

"My truck! You little shits!" I said, as I jumped up and yanked the door of
the truck open.

Justin looked at me, his finger still deep in my brother's ass. His face
went white. Trevor looked over his shoulder and panicked.

"Derek."

"What the fuck?" I thundered.

Justin pulled his finger out. Trev scrambled to pull up his pants.

I was red in the face with anger. I knew, if I wasn't careful, I'd pound
one of them if they said a word.

"Out, now!" I finally managed to say.

Trev was out the driver's side door in a flash. Justin squeezed past me on
the passenger side. They stood at the side of the driveway and fear was
written all over their faces.

I was shaking, I had so many feelings; this wasn't the time or place to
sort it all out, I knew the boys needed to just get back into the house.

I looked at Trevor, "Your room, now!"

Trev and Justin took off running and probably didn't stop until they were
back in his room. I looked at the puddle of spunk on my leather seat and
rolled my eyes. I found some paper towels in the garage. As I was about to
wipe up the puddle, I couldn't resist reaching out and touching it.

The little pool of sperm was still slightly warm from my brother's body. I
stared at the tip of my finger, wet with my brother's cum. I lightly
touched it to my tongue. The taste reminded me of the many wonderful
moments we had shared. I thought about Jess, and was more confused than
ever. I shook my head, cleaned up the mess and went back inside.

When I got to Trevor's door, I tried the knob and found it wouldn't
budge. I glanced toward Momma's room and knew that this would have to wait
for another time.

"This isn't over, Trevor," I said, just loud enough so that I knew the guys
could hear me.

* * * *

In the morning, my hang over left my stomach queasy, and the rest of me in
a really foul mood. Trevor and Justin were in the living room playing cards
when I came down the stairs. We looked at each other, wondering who would
speak first.

Momma's voice came from near the kitchen door, "Derek, where did ya'll go
with Jessica last night?"

I turned to look at her, out of the corner of my eye I could see Justin and
Trevor look at each other as if they had just gotten a reprieve.

"We were with Josh," I answered casually.

"He's a nice boy," Momma said as she walked down the hall toward me. She
came closer, gave me a small hug and a little good morning kiss on the
cheek. "A shave and a little cleaning up wouldn't hurt," she teased and
gave me a pat on the tummy. "And there's aspirin in the bathroom," She
whispered with a smile.

"Yes, Momma," I said softly, staring at the boys.

Both of them knew I could tell Momma that I had found them out of bed. Most
likely that would lead Momma to ask a question or two that they wouldn't
want to answer.

"I have to run my truck through the car wash," I said to Momma, but kept my
gaze on Trevor. "When I get back I think we need to talk," I said to him.

He lowered his head and stared at his cards.

"Ya, I guess so," He whispered.

* * * *

Justin was gone by the time I got back to the house. I found Trevor in his
room.  We talked for over an hour. I listened to him express his hurt,
disappointment, and fear of losing me to Jessica.

I told him of my love for each of them and asked him to try and understand.

We managed a truce. We were talking again, but I knew I had to earn back
his trust.

"How about we spend my birthday together?" I asked near the end of our
conversation, "Just the two of us."

"What about Jessica?"

"I'll talk to her, it'll be fine. That day, it's just going to be us guys."

"What we going to do?" Trev asked, still a little skeptical.

I thought for a second. "We'll go to a ball game."

"Major League?"

"All the way!

Trev smiled at me for the first time since I told him about Jess being
pregnant.

"Deal," He said, holding out his hand.

I smiled, and shook it. "Deal."


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