Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2009 17:59:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mill Town Boys- 5 Revised

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Mill Town Boys-5

The Call

Trevor stopped by my place one evening after youth baseball practice. As he
would be turning sixteen soon, this was his last summer to be eligible for
this particular program. So, he was staying late and getting all he could
out of it. Momma didn't mind him coming over to my place a couple of times
a week, but if it was more often than that, she let him know, saying, "you
best come home.".

"What's for supper?" Trev grinned as he plopped down on the sofa and put
his feet up on my beat up coffee table.

"Spaghetti, and you're making it," I laughed.

It had been a long day at the community center, and I was happy my place
was just up the stairs and not half way across town. Trev sighed, got to
his feet, and got busy pulling out pots, pans, and food from the cupboard.

"Momma teaching you to cook?" I asked as I sat down in Trev's place, and
put my feet up just as he had done. I clicked the remote and watched the TV
come on.

"Yeah, and I kind of like it."

"Nice, you can cook for me anytime you want. Frozen dinners get boring
after a while.."

Trev laughed, filled the kettle with water and put it on the stove.

Twenty minutes later I set the table and Trev put the food out.

"Looks great, Trev."

"Thanks, let's dig in before it gets cold."

The meal tasted even better than it looked. Trev was becoming a pretty good
cook, even if he was still my little brother. Halfway through, I went to
the fridge and pulled out a cheap bottle of wine that I had left over from
a party months earlier. One of the guys had lifted it from his dad's stash
and forgot to take it home with him.

"Don't tell Momma," I said, gesturing toward Trev and offering him a glass.

"What she don't know won't hurt her," He smiled and we both laughed.

"You don't know how many times I've said that," I grinned, "at least a
hundred."

"How is the shopping coming along for your truck?"

Trev sat back, gulped down the wine and held out his glass for more. "I
like the Dodge Dakota, but the Ford looks good too. I guess I haven't made
up my mind yet."

"Daddy liked Dodge, Ram Tough!" I laughed.

"Yeah," Trev said softly.

We were both quiet for a moment as we remembered the good times we had with
Daddy in his worn out truck.

I poured more wine, and we clinked glasses to Daddy's memory.

"You get the dishes," Trev giggled, obviously starting to feel the wine a
bit.

I cleared the table and Trev finished off the bottle.

"Go easy on that stuff; I don't want my brother to have the reputation as
`that drunken little wine boy.'"

Trev giggled then we both laughed.

My cell phone was on the kitchen table, when it rang, I gave Trev a nod to
have him answer.

"Oh hi, Momma," Trev said, giving me a wink like he was trying to not act
tipsy.

Trev listened for a minute and got a strange look on his face.

"Gone? Gone where?"

Trevor cocked his head at an angle, like he was trying to figure out a
tough math problem. I watched as his face went from bewildered to wide
eyed. He looked at me and his eyes grew wet.

"Derek."

I stepped closer and he held out the phone to me.

"What's wrong? I whispered.

"It's Nanna," he said with a crack in his voice.

I knew from the look, the same stunned look Momma had the day Daddy died.

"It's Derek, Momma," I said softly into the phone.

I heard my Momma's sad voice. "Your Nanna had a heart attack this
afternoon. The hospital just called me. I guess they found my number in her
purse. There wasn't anything they could do."

"Trevor and I will be home in a few minutes. Do you want anyone else to
come over?"

"Could you just call the preacher?" Momma cried softly. "I don't think I'm
up to it."

"I'll call him right now. I'm so sorry."

I closed up the phone, Trev stood up and we hugged. Trevor cried and I felt
tears on my cheeks as well.

"It's all right," I whispered. "Nanna knew her time was getting short."
Trev held me closer and I felt his head on my chest nod slightly.

"We need to get home to Momma," Trev whispered.

Trev looked up and I wiped the tears from his face with my thumbs. He tried
a small grin, and then an embarrassed giggle came out. "I'm too old to cry
like this."

"We both loved Nanna, no reason to be embarrassed about that."

Trev nodded again, and I pulled him close one more time. He leaned in, gave
me a soft kiss on the lips, and a hug.

"Thanks," he said.

I went to the closet and quickly threw a few things in my knapsack. I took
just enough to get by for a day or two. I got my toothbrush and some odds
and ends from the bathroom and we were ready.

I called the preacher and told him the news. He said he would stop by later
in the evening after we had some time alone with Momma. I thanked him. Trev
and I headed home.

* * * *

That night at the house there were hugs, kisses, tears, and believe it or
not even some laughter. Nanna had been in decline for the last year, and
Momma had made quite a few trips to stay with her and help her out. In the
end, she had been in her garden, and must have collapsed. A neighbor found
her there and called the ambulance, but she was gone.

"Just like your nanna," Momma said with a little shake of her head and a
small smile, "doing work in the heat of the day, when she should have been
resting."

We all stayed up late talking, and when Momma finally said she was tired,
we all headed off to bed.

* * * *

The next morning there was plenty to do. After breakfast I drove over to
the community center and posted a sign that we would be closed for the
day. I called the city administrator and explained things and she said she
would see to getting a volunteer to fill in until I could get back. After
we all packed a few things, we drove the several hours to Nanna's place. We
met with the funeral home folks and the preacher from Nanna's church. Momma
made it clear what she wanted; Nanna never did get around to planning for
what she knew must have been coming. Momma then asked if she could have
some time alone with Nanna.

Momma went into the room alone, when Trev and I tried to follow, she gently
pushed us back.

"Ya'll can see her tomorrow, after she's had her hair done."

Trev looked at me and I gave him a slight nod of the head.

"Whatever you want, Momma," Trev said softly.

* * * *

The funeral, the service at the grave, and the lunch after, all went
perfectly. Momma stood tall and proud, but she kept us close. It was during
that day that I noticed Trevor's behavior.

Trevor had tears for his Nanna, but he was in complete control of
himself. I saw him give Momma a hand in and out of the car, open a door, or
take something she held out in her hand, unsure of what to do with it. He
was looking after our Momma when she needed someone near. My little brother
seemed to be growing up.

* * * *

Three days after we first arrived, we were all finally headed back to our
house again. Once settled, Momma kissed us both on the cheek. Exhausted,
she went to her room for a nap.

"You've been doing real good through all this, Trevvy."

Trevor looked at me.

"You ok?"

Trev nodded. "Momma needs me to be strong," he said gently. "I'm the man of
the house since you moved to your place."

I smiled. "I know what you're feeling."

I was just seventeen when Daddy died. I had to stand up and take care of
things then, and Trev felt he had to do it now.

We were quiet for a little bit.

"Maybe I should move back here for a while, you remember how Momma had a
hard time with Daddy's passing."

Trev thought for a moment. "You need to get back to work. There are lots of
people depending on you."

I started to object, but Trev continued.

"I can take care of Momma; I'll call you if there's anything I can't
handle."

I knew Trev was probably right, and besides I wasn't going to be that far
away.

"Ok, I guess I'll go back to my place then."

I stood and Trev came over and wrapped his arms around me in a hug. "I love
you forever, you know that, right?"

"Yeah." Trev whispered. Nothing more needed to be said.

* * * *

Four or five days went by and Trev and I spoke on the phone each
night. Momma would sometimes call during the day. I stayed busy at the
community center. The volunteer had managed to keep the doors open for the
kids, but there was a lot of work that didn't get done. I guess there were
maybe thirty phone calls to return, supplies to order, arrangements to be
made for programs that were booked plus all the usual cleaning. Some of the
kids had started to act out a bit because I wasn't there to see that the
rules were followed. So, it was taking some effort to get things back to
normal. I was tired each night, but a part of me wanted to run over to the
house every night to check on Momma and Trevor. Another part said, "Trevor
is taking care of things. Trust him." I listened to the part that said
"Trust Him".

* * * *

Sunday came along, I met Momma and Trev at the door of the church and we
went to services, and then out to eat. Momma announced she was going to
Nanna's house to start packing and cleaning things up. Trev said he'd go
along, he was sure she'd need the help. I saw that he was torn between
going along with her and helping out, or missing another week of
baseball. Momma saw it too.

"Momma, maybe a couple of ladies from Nanna's church could help? Trev can
stay with me, that way he wouldn't miss another week of baseball."

"No Momma," I want to help you, "I really do."

Momma looked at Trev and smiled, "This is my work," she said gently. "Derek
has a good idea; I'll get the help I need." Turning to me she smiled,
"Thank you honey for helping me remember I still have my children to think
about. You boys can manage here, and then come over on the weekend."

* * * *

Momma left early Monday morning, and Trev got back to baseball. I made
plans to finish work early and met Trev at the park. We decided to splurge
and have supper at a little family cafe on Main Street.

"You smell like an old jock," I laughed as Trev climbed into my truck.

"How about I shower before we eat?" He smiled; I started the engine, and
headed to my place.

Supper was nothing fancy, but we enjoyed not having to cook and clean
things up. Once back home, we settled on the couch and watched a DVD.

We didn't talk much, and when the movie ended, we both just started to get
ready for bed. I showered and walked back out in my boxers with my
toothbrush still in my mouth. Trev smiled, but it was mixed with a hint of
sadness. I spit in the kitchen sink and rinsed with a glass of water. "I
keep forgetting to put a glass in there," I joked.

Trevor was already in my bed when I turned back. I walked over, pulled my
boxers off, and slipped in next to him.

Trev rolled toward me and I gave him a hug. "It's been a while since we've
been together," I whispered.

"Yeah, I've really missed you," Trev choked. I ran my hands slowly over my
brother's back and he pulled me closer. Our dicks rubbed against one
another and grew firm. I slowly moved my hand down his back to touch the
soft mound of his ass. Trev's cock jerked and grew stiff.

Trevor worked his hand between us and felt my hard shaft. His hand slowly
tugged at my dick and played with my nuts. I felt his finger tickle and rub
against the crease between my balls and my hole.

I let my finger find his crack and lovingly played up and down the valley,
teasing the entrance to his private place. We kissed deeply but gently, our
tongues engaged in a kind of oral intercourse, thrusting and sucking.

"You taste nice," Trev giggled as he pulled his mouth away from mine,
"Spearmint toothpaste."

I laughed and kissed him lightly on the lips. "You don't taste too bad
yourself, chocolate ice cream."

We kissed again, gently and deeply. Trev tugged on my dick and I softly
rubbed his ass. Both of us needed to be close but more than that we needed
to feel the love we shared for one another. The tenderness of each movement
brought warmth, comfort, and a sense of security. We cuddled like that for
a long time.

"Hm, you know what would feel good about now? I finally whispered in Trev's
ear.

Trev slid lower on the bed, took my cock in his hand and placed his mouth
an inch from the head.

"This?"

"Yeah," I moaned as Trevor opened his mouth and took me in.

He sucked me a couple of times and then lapped at the head of my dick with
his tongue. He stroked my shaft as he wrapped his warm lips around my cock
and bobbed up and down. I guided his head with my hands and let my brother
give me the kind of blow job that only a brother can give. My toes curled
each time he deep throated me knowing he had swallowed every inch of me.

"Fuck, that's nice," I whispered as I lay back and enjoyed the feelings
that Trevor's mouth was giving my cock. The head of my dick grew sensitive
and each lap of his tongue sent shivers through me. I ran my fingers
through his hair as he worked his mouth over my dick again and again. He
went on and on for what seemed like forever.

"Hm, you know what would feel good about now?"

Trev giggled as he pulled his mouth off my dick and looked up at me. I
smiled; we knew each other way too well not to know what each of us
liked. I saw him wiggle his ass in invitation.

Trev rolled on to his stomach and I got on my knees over his boyish butt. I
softly pulled his buns open as Trev laid his head on his arms, and closed
his eyes in anticipation. I hocked up a little spit and let the drool
slowly fall from my mouth, into his crack, and right on top of his hole.

"This?" I asked.

"Yeah," Trev moaned as first my finger, and then my tongue started to play
back there. Nothing feels better to Trevor than somebody playing with his
ass. Even at age thirteen he had loved the feeling he got when something
was teasing his hole. Now at almost sixteen he had a fined tuned
sensitivity to anything anal.

I slowly licked up and down his crack, lightly kissing his butt cheeks
every once and a while. The tip of my finger wiggled just inside the ring
of his ass; He squirmed each time I gave it a little twist. I couldn't get
in very far because it was too dry. I licked his hole a few more times and
he made little sounds of happiness every time my tongue touched him
there. I tried my finger again but it still wasn't going too far inside.

"Lube it," Trev finally mumbled after a few more minutes of ass kisses and
tongue.

I crawled to my night stand and got the lube, popped the top, and slicked
up his anus. I gently inserted my finger and with the added lubrication it
easily slipped inside his butt. I eased my finger forward and felt the soft
warmth of his rear end close tightly around it. We had been fucking since
he was thirteen, so a finger in there didn't hurt in the slightest; it gave
him nothing except pleasure. Without pain or discomfort when being
penetrated, he just had the feel good moment that comes when something
first slides in. Trevor rolled his hips and raised his ass to meet my
finger. He made a little sound of contentment.

"You're such a bottom," I chuckled as Trev whimpered in pleasure.

I fingered his hole from every angle, Trev couldn't have been happier.

Eventually, I gently pulled my finger out and watched Trevor's butt cheeks
close. I took the lube and squirted some into my hand and greased my cock
from the head down to the base of the shaft. We both knew we were going to
fuck. I didn't have to ask.

"How do you want it?"

Trev pulled his knees under himself and raised his butt. Head still on the
mattress, he eagerly offered me his teen ass. I got to my knees behind
him. Seeing his ass was a little high in the air, I rose to my feet and
bent my knees, aiming my dick at the pink center. Trev whimpered a little
as my cock settled between his cheeks.

I watched as my dick parted his buns and then pushed against his
hole. Trevor took in a soft breath as he felt me at the door.

"Yeah," he whimpered, "Give it to me."

I slowly pushed forward, the head of my dick squeezed past the tight ring
guarding his tunnel and then on into his butt.

"Ugh," Trev grunted, and then wiggled his ass, urging me to go deeper.

I placed my hands on Trev's waist and slowly pulled myself forward,
inserting another inch of my dick into my brother's butt. I pulled back and
then made a little thrust with my hips and plowed deeper. One more pull
back, and then a final push to bury myself in his warm insides.

"God, I love your ass," I grunted, going balls deep, pulling out, and then
stroking in and out again.

Squatting over Trev's butt like that was tough on my legs, but the feel of
his tight hole gripping my dick was incredible. I loved the sound of my
balls as they slapped against his upturned ass.

"Ah, fuck me," Trevor whimpered as I slid into him again and again. "Give
me that cock".

I did what he asked, and with long strokes fucked my little brother's ass
as never before. Seeing him face down and ass up like that was
incredible. I felt my dick swell even further as we fucked. The only
problem, my legs were getting tired. I pulled out and rolled on to my
back. Trev looked over his shoulder and quickly crawled closer. He
straddled my crotch, his butt positioned directly over my dick.

"Yeah, sit on it."

Trev pulled his cheeks apart with both hands as I held my cock up. He sat
back and in one motion sat down, firmly impaling himself on my penis. Trev
closed his eyes as he methodically slid up and down on my dick. I held him
by the waist, steadying him as he fucked himself. He was in control now and
he used my cock like his own private dildo.

After maybe five minutes of this, he slowly leaned forward to kiss me. I
spread my legs wide and thrust my hips, fucking my cock deep into his
hole. He groaned enjoying this new feeling. He let me thrust for a while,
stuffing my cock as far as I could into his rectum as we kissed.

The grunts and groans were genuine; our bodies were now starting to yearn
for release. He wanted cock, and I wanted ass. It was a match made in
heaven.

I felt myself nearing the end, but I wanted to have more of him. I held my
brother tightly by the waist, and gently rolled us over so he was on his
back. My dick fell out, but Trev grabbed it, spread his legs pulling his
knees back toward his ears. He guided me back to his hole, positioning the
head at his entrance.

We stared into each other's eyes as I pushed forward and penetrated him
again. I very slowly inserted my cock and filled every inch of his
ass. Face to face, we could see the love in each other's eyes. It was
almost as if our dicks were acting on their own. I didn't pay attention to
the fucking any more; I just stared into Trevor's eyes.

I leaned down, Trev wrapped his legs around my waist as I plowed myself as
deeply as I could into him. We kissed lovingly and then with a bit of
urgency.

"I want to make you cum," I whispered in his ear. I picked up speed and
started to pound my brother's hole a little faster.

"Yeah, make me cum," he grunted, holding my neck and pulling his legs
tight, so his butt could take all of me. "Fuck me" He whimpered, as he
wiggled his ass trying to suck me deeper into his body.

I did fuck him. I went slowly, and then faster, I twisted my dick from one
side to the next, and explored every inch of his ass. I aimed for his
prostate and then did little rabbit fucks fast and furious against it with
my cock head. It drove him nuts. I tried everything I could think of to
give me brother pleasure.

"Fuck!" he whined, "Do that, do that again," he begged as I finally found
his favorite spot.

Our eyes were glued on each other and I saw the strain on Trev's face as he
now worked at getting his nut.

"You ready?" I grunted as I felt my sack pull tight.

"Yeah," Trev moaned. His face contorted in pleasure.

I pumped harder and harder into his ass and felt my orgasm build. I knew
Trev probably couldn't get off rolled tight into a ball like that. So, I
pulled out and scooted back a little. Trev dropped his legs on either side
of me reaching for his cock. We stared at each other as we both grabbed our
dicks and jerked. Looking into each others eyes, we masturbated, almost
willing the other to cum.

"Gonna shoot!" Trev finally moaned as he arched his back.

His ass came off the mattress. I was there too. We both squirted at almost
the exact same moment. I watched Trev close his eyes. Three hard jets of
cream shot out the end of his dick, onto his tummy and up toward his
neck. My cock jerked, I felt four warm squirts travel the full length of my
dick and spray onto my brother's crotch and stomach. Our hands work
feverishly as we each pulled at our cocks, trying to squeeze out a few
drops more. The gasps and grunts added to the orgasmic moment. Cum flew
everywhere. The moment seemed to last a long time, but in truth it was only
a short time. Then it was over.

Panting, we slowly calmed down and Trev looked up. A smile crossed his
face.

"That was awesome," he said softly, still gently stroking his now softening
cock.

"Yeah, one of our best," I grinned.

I flopped down next to Trev and rolled on to my back. We lay side by side
in silence, enjoying the sunset of the sex. I tenderly reached over and ran
a finger over Trev's tummy, drawing little circles in the cold sticky mess.

"You feel nasty," I chuckled as I pulled two greasy fingers out of the
puddle near his belly button.

Trev laughed. "I guess I need another shower."

After cleaning up, Trev snuggled against me. Contented, we both soon fell
asleep.

* * * *

The morning came early as Trev woke before dawn with the hardest dick I
think he has ever had. I had made the mistake of sleeping on my side, and I
woke to the feel of his cock head pushing against my ass hole.

"Derek, I'm really horny," Trev whispered in my ear as I slowly came out of
my sleep.

His tone was urgent, and in a way, he was asking permission as his dick
bumped up against my hole. I almost never let him fuck me. But this time I
knew it was something my brother not only wanted, but I could sense he
really needed from me.

"Ok, but don't hurt me," I said softly, knowing Trevor would never think of
doing so.

The pressure on my hole increased. I felt my brother's greasy dick slowly
slip passed my ring and creep up my ass. I bore down and opened myself to
him, letting him have me in any way he wanted. Once he was in, he fucked me
slowly, deliberately, and with love. I didn't get hard; the feel of him in
my ass is always a little strange and sometimes uncomfortable. I much
prefer being the top. But, Trev knew that and went slowly. After many long
gentle strokes, Trev grew a little impatient and started to pick up the
pace. He fucked into me a bit faster. His speed increased as he grew closer
to orgasm. Then came the last few strokes, they were hard, determined, and
purposeful. He grunted as he drove his dick deep into my rear end. He
seemed to want to breed my ass; I could feel that he needed to get off. His
thrusts were now so hard that I winced in pain as he plowed into me. My ass
went into a spasm and my hole clamped down tightly around his dick. He now
had to work harder to thrust it up my butt. The effort must have also given
him some incredible feelings because I knew he was getting close. I felt
his balls slapping me, and I pushed my ass back against his crotch. I
wanted him to have all of me.

"I'm gonna cum," he groaned and stroked deeper. "Fuck, I'm cumming!"

His warm seed shot deep into my bowels. It felt as if I was getting an
enema. I groaned as his spunk flooded my tunnel and pushed its way into my
belly. He fucked into me a few more times and then paused, his balls
against my ass. I could feel his dick twitch in my hole as it spit out the
last of its juice. I clamped down, tightening my ass ring to grab hold of
his shaft. It still felt strange having my brother's cock in my ass, but at
that moment it also somehow felt wonderful. We stayed motionless, enjoying
the incredible feelings washing over us.

Finally, Trev snuggled his head against the back of my neck. He nudged his
dick a tiny bit deeper so as to park it firmly in my rear end. "Thanks," he
whispered in my ear.

Moments passed, and I felt his cock slowly wither and then the head slid
out of my ass. We were quiet for a couple of minutes. I turned over so I
could face Trev. He looked at me as if he was worried I'd be angry.

I kissed him lightly on the lips. "That was nice," I smiled, and Trev
giggled.

I ran a finger through the tuft of hair covering his eyes. "But please
don't make a habit of fucking me in my sleep," I grinned.

Trev nodded, "Deal," he said with a grin, "Just once and a while then!"  We
both laughed.

We held each other close, secure in the knowledge that we would be lovers
forever. Sleep came easy, the day could wait a little bit longer.




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