Date: Thu, 29 Jul 2004 18:43:15 EDT
From: TNBoyNxDr@aol.com
Subject: Joining the Big Boys

My name is Jared and I am 15 5'10 140 pounds. I am on the soccer and
swimming team at school. In fact, our dad insisted that my 2 brothers and
me work out regularly and stayed physically fit. We would regularly go to
the gym together 3 times a week and dad had set us up with one of the
training consultants so that we were doing the proper workouts for our
ages. They set us up on our routines and we go work out as a family.

As for my brothers, Brandon is 19, 6'1 180 and rippling muscles. He was in
his first year at the local college studying to become a trainer. He wants
to work in a gym and train people. We think it's just so he can live in the
gym. He is very proud of his legs, trimmed black chest and arms. He wasn't
into extreme bodybuilding, but you could tell he was a jock.

Michael is 16. He is on the swim team with me, plays baseball and helps out
some with a little league team on the weekends. He is 5"11 and still
growing. Everyone on my dad's side of the family is known for their
height. He is weighing in around 145.

At the gym most of the guys think dad is our older brother. At 38, he is in
great shape completely firm and tight. Dad is just over 6'3 and actually
looks about 10 years younger than he is.

My mom kept her self in shape as well. Lately, we have had to give her up
for 3-4 nights a week so that she could assist her sister in taking care of
our grandparents overnight. She had been doing this for about 2 months,
when I started noticing something strange in the house. Brandon had his own
room and Michael and I shared a room which, left mom and dad's room
downstairs and the guest room. The guest room was at the far end of the
hall and shared a mutual wall with Brandon. Our room was across from
Brandon's but we had a bathroom between us. The guest bath next to our room
as well.

We frequently saw each other naked. I did find I would check out their
cocks but it didn't feel sexual. More curious. We never showed hard in
front of each other and if Michael was ever jacking off, I guess it was in
the locked bathroom. Brandon had his private room. Mom and Dad were active
and occasionally we would hear them. Once we grouped in the hall and
listened and laughed making statements about how Mom was moaning and Dad
had to be going hard tonight. Michael did go to the bathroom for a long
shower and Brandon said he was going to bed. I did too but I thought I hear
a "uh uh" come from Brandon's room a bit later. My cock was hard but was
afraid to jack it as I was scared Michael would walk out and catch me.

At 10, dad would always come check on Michael and me as we settled in for
bed. For the third time in three weeks, Michael asked dad if he could sleep
in the guest room. It sorta pissed me off as we had always shared a
room. Why didn't he like sharing the room with me? Dad saw my confusion on
my face. He told me not to worry about it as my brother was going to be
going away to college next year after graduation and he had never slept
alone. They didn't want to move him out, but wanted to give me a chance to
try it on his own. I bought it, being tired and not thinking and drifted
off to sleep.

About an hour later, I woke up thirsty and kept a glass of water next to my
bed. I took a sip and settled back down. The door opened and I feigned
sleep but looked through my half closed eyes to see my dad standing there
checking on me. My eyes were partially closed, but I thought dad looked
like he was naked. He shut the door and then I heard Brandon's door open.

I heard them talking a bit. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but
it sounded like give me about 30 minutes. I just settled down thinking
maybe they would stay up and watch some TV or something as they would do
that frequently and mom would complain that she had to wait on them here
after taking care of her parents the other half of the week. We were all
really close and loved being a family.

I had trouble slipping back to sleep. About 15 minutes later I thought I
heard a muffled moan. I sat up and listened, even going to the door and
opening it slightly. Nothing. The 2 bedroom doors were closed. I could see
a light under Brandon's and it looked like a dim light from the other
room. I thought Michael is in there with a night-light. I went back to bed.

15 minutes later, Brandon's door opened and I heard him walking down the
hall. I got up and opened the door just a little in time to see my older
brother's bare ass walking into the guest room. Why was he going in there
naked? Now I was perplexed and then I heard that moan again.

Then dad's voice going "Shhh, Brandon, did you make sure that Jared was out
cold?"

"No dad I forgot; I will go do it," Brandon said and started to the door.

I quickly shut the door and jumped in the bed hearing the door open and
then mine. My brother walked right in and over to the bed. He jostled me to
see if I was awake and listened to my breathing. He was satisfied that I
was asleep but I did notice he took his hand and rubbed my back, putting
his hand in my shorts and reaching under and finding my cock hard. He
rubbed the head of my cock and pulled away with some cock snot on his
finger. I felt his hard cock brush my back and then a slurp and a soft
giggle then he was out and the door was shut and I was in darkness again.

He went in and I heard the door shut and the bed squeak from someone
jumping onto it. I couldn't make out much from my room other than a light
squeak or moan occasionally.

Time seemed to stand still. I could hear my heart beating in my ears. My
cock was rock hard. I got bolder and hotter. I had to find out more. I had
to see what I heard. I had to hear more. My heart was literally racing in
my chest. I eased the door open with no noise and then stepped out in the
hall. I froze. My 7" cock was tenting my briefs. My hand was going inside
my briefs, rubbing my cock and my blonde pubes. I got to Brandon's door and
stopped. I couldn't move. Slowly I inched to the guest door with
anticipation and fear.

"He is out." Brandon reported, "but he is having one hell of a wet dream."

"What did you do?" Dad asked.

"Just went in to make sure the stud was out. After seeing Michael's ass, I
just couldn't resist a feel. He had cock snot all over his cock."

"You could have woke him up. I don't know if he is going to understand
this. I am surprised you did." Dad said.

"But I did and I am hungry, come here boy."

I heard Michael say, "Yes, sir," then hearing the moan again but this time
muffled and hearing a real sloppy sound as well.

"Damn this tastes good. How many did you get in?" Brandon voice was muffled
asking.

"I got 2, but I had to ride it in the chair, Michael answered muffled too.

"We didn't know if the bed squeaking would be too much for Jared," Dad
said. "I couldn't tell how deep he was sleeping."

"Oh Daddy, you taste so good," my brother was saying and there was that
slurping.

"Yes you do dad." Brandon came in.

I got bolder and hotter. My heart was literally racing in my chest. I eased
the door open with no noise and then stepped out in the hall. My 7" cock
was tenting my briefs. My hand was going inside my briefs, rubbing my cock
and my blonde pubes.

I head the bed move and I froze. There was movement and the slurping was
dying off.

"You ready little bro?" Brandon's voice came in.

"Oh yeah, bro, give it to me." Michael returned.

"I love you, bro," Brandon told Michael and Michael returned with, "I love
you too, bro, but I need you now."

Then I heard the bed move, a squeak and Michael let out a "Oh, bro, fuck...
slow. easy ... damn you are so big."

 Then I heard it and had no doubt of what was going on. The bed started
squeaking, slow rhythmic. I heard Michael moaning and distinctive sounds of
kissing.

"I love this big cock bro," Michael was telling Brandon. "Damn Brandon you
are ripping me open."

Now I wish I had seen that cock when he came in my room, but I had kept my
eyes tight shut.

"I haven't started yet."

I heard kissing and then it break, then another kiss and moan and break and
then more kissing and these sounds of moaning doing "la la la la" bed
squeaking and then my dad saying, "I love my boys. I love seeing Brandon
bury that big cock up your hole after I have opened you up."

"Oh, yeah dad, I love it ... I love both these hot fucking cocks." Michael
was panting getting his words out. "Oh daddy, I can't believe I got it all
in here. I'm not ready yet ....  It hurts and feels good too. He's so long
and so fat. Oh, daddy, look at that black bush against my blonde ass."

Michael and I had taken our blonde locks from our mother while Brandon
definitely picked up dad's black hair.  As we were all at some time on the
swim team, we were all used to trimming for meets and starting finding
keeping our balls clean shaven exciting, although Dad said it was to
increase our time in the water as ball hair would poke through and cut
micro seconds. Again it was nothing sexual with us before now. I was
finding rubbing my smooth balls was putting some wicked and evil thoughts
in my head.

I had to see this cock. How was I going to get a look? We were on the
second floor, so I couldn't look through the window, although I did think
about getting a ladder and climbing up. If I don't figure anything else
out, I will do that. I looked under the door. I could see the bed skirt
moving up and down a bit and movement on the bed and occasionally a foot or
2. I put my ear to the door.

"You getting ready bro?" Brandon was obviously talking to Michael. "Dad he
is so damn hot and tight. Last time he only got half. Can't believe it's
all in there. If I move too much right now I will spray his hole so quick."

Another kiss and Michael lightly just moaning and panting. "I love you
Brandon. I love seeing you boys enjoying yourself. Now fuck him."

"Oh daddy, oh daddy," Michael started endlessly panting and I heard the bed
in a slow rhythmic squeak.

"I'm going to take it easy on you bro. I fucking love you," Brandon was
telling Michael as he was picking up a slow pace. "Spread your legs a
little more, that will help you.  Take it ... get used to it boy .... I am
holding off so much from plowing your ass ... get used to it."

"Love you bro .. fuck bro ... I know ... fuck, fuck ... oh god ... daddy oh god
.... Fuck fuck ... ohhhh ohhhhhh ... oh baby," it was an endless stream and
moans and words and squeaking and kissing, and I couldn't see any of it.

"Going to take a piss guys, stay steady ... don't take off too soon. Be good
to your brother, Brandon," Dad said.

Oh shit, he is coming out. I can't get back to my room. Oh shit. So I ran
into the one open room, the bathroom, where dad would be coming. Fuck I'm
dead, and as the door opened, I just stepped behind the open bathroom door
and had pulled it back in place. I looked out through the door crack. Dad
walked out leaving the door open and walked toward me. His cock was up and
wet. Damn he is at least 8 or more. He walked in and I held my breath. He
didn't turn on the light. Thank god. He left the door open and I finally
got my wish. I had a direct view of my 2 brothers on the bed and joined by
Brandon's cock and Michael's ass. Brandon's ass was going up and down but
only pulling about 1-2 inches out each time, but damn, it looked like an
arm in Michael's ass. Brandon's ass was so smooth and hard. Every time he
would pull out, he would pull his ass up and it was this hot bubble
allowing his huge smooth nuts to show just a little of his big cock and a
hint of the black hair that was making it's home in my brothers hole. Even
though slow, he would push and squeeze his ass together. It looked like he
was trying to crawl in.  Michael's legs were in the air. They were flopping
around a bit and I could see his arms and hands wrapping around my
brother's back and reaching for his ass. Brandon's smooth wide back just
showed, as did the back of his black crew cut, as he was tongue fucking my
brother's mouth.

Dad flushed and walked out back toward the guest room. Shit I almost forgot
he was here. Dad's ass was much like Brandon's. I wasn't sure if I like the
dick swaying from side to side coming toward me or his ass cheeks bouncing
back and forth as he walked back. But he stopped. Oh shit, my door. He
hasn't looked down there yet. He stood in the doorframe and flexed his ass
leaning against the doorframe with his big arm above his head leaning on
it.

"Damn boys, you look good. You two ready to really fuck for me?"

"Oh fucking yeah," Brandon said, dad stepped in and the door shut. The
squeaking continued and my brother's moans were getting louder.

"I don't know if I am ready," Michael was begging but not convincing. He
wanted it and wanted his hole to breathe at the same time.

"Bro, I love you ... we will just build up ... after I get to pounding you
are going to love it." Brandon comforted Michael. "Dad you got that pillow
to muffle his screams?"

"Yeah, but .. uh ..," Dad was speaking then there was whispering.

"Um, um, oh fucking yeah," was Brandon's reply. He must have given him some
instructions.

"Michael, you need to pee boy?" Dad was asking. "Maybe that will help you
to empty your bladder."

I jumped back behind the door. Dad opened the door and Brandon and Michael
was still engaged. Dad moved to the side of the bed. "Don't cut on the
light. Be as quiet as you can, don't wake up Jared." Dad instructed
Michael.

Brandon started easing out. Michael was moaning and dad stuck his dick in
his mouth to muffle him. Michael wrapped his hand around it moaning,
sucking and licking.  Brandon's cock I didn't think would ever stop pulling
out. I later found he was 9" and 6" around. There was an audible pop as
this huge helmet head on his cock popped again out of Michael's ass.

"Go boy, hurry," Dad told him and slapped his ass. It was gapping open wide
when Brandon pulled out. His blond cock, just a bit bigger than mine, maybe
8 was rock hard and swaying walking to the bathroom. Dad and Brandon were
kissing and whispering in each other's ears and their hands on each other's
cocks and asses. Brandon would flick dad's tit and he would pull his head
back and moan. Dad's hand moved behind Brandon, he jumped, his eyes got
big, his cock surged and a little precum escaped which Dad leaned down and
licking onto his tongue.

I heard the piss, and then the flush then the red ass was walking back to
make its promise good.

"Yum boy, get up here and on your back," Brandon was more than ready and
Michael looked it too. Brandon's dick was going in, Dad's dick was in
Michael's mouth but wait, and they didn't shut the door. Ok, they will shut
it. I'm safe as long as they don't go in my room.

Michael's legs were in the air, his hand half wrapped on Brandon's cock
guiding to the gaping hole. A hard gasp as the head broke the perineum
again. Brandon kept sinking and then the same slow regular fuck of ass up
and down began. This time in front of my eyes through the bathroom door
jam. Then the fuck increased until it was bam, bam, bam and Michael and
Brandon's moans and string of ob obscenities where indistinguishable.

"Fuck that boy." Dad encouraged my brothers.

Michael's feet clenched Brandon's ass and Brandon threw his head back and
started screaming, "oh holy fucking shit ... take that hot brother cum." The
fucking stopped and Brandon pushed in deeper, still moaning and unloading
all his hot cum. They held it there. An occasional pump and lots of kissing
was going on with all three. Lots of I love you's, cock grabbing and
whispering was going on.

"Now my time to piss.," Brandon announced. "Dad take over."

Brandon pulled out and Dad pulled Michael up to sit on his cock facing
me. Michael's ass engulfed it and his head thrown back and then Brandon
walked through the door, his hard cock still sticking up and dripping
honey. As he passed into the bathroom, I saw Michael bouncing and loving
Dad's cock. I was caught in the fuck and stroking my dick.

"You taste so sweet," I heard a voice behind me and realized I hadn't heard
piss. I turned naked, my hard dick out and Brandon was looking down at me
and then was on his knees with my cock in his mouth.

"Oh fucking shit, " I screamed at the top of my lungs and filled my
brothers mouth. I came around and my brother pulled off my cock and kissed
me. The fucking in the room was louder and my brother was smiling at
me. "Bring his spying ass in here," Dad told Brandon. Brandon was smiling
at me and kissing me with my cum. He took me in his arms and I entered the
forbidden room. Michael was moaning and so was Dad. Brandon and I walked
in.

"They are going to cum and you are getting your first load in your mouth,"
Brandon said.  "Open wide." Brandon shoved my mouth on Michael's cock and
Michael grabbed my head thrusting up in me. I smelt and tasted cum and
fuck. Michael was screaming and he blasted my tonsils and the cum was
dripping from my mouth. "Don't waste it," Brandon told me. As Michael
exploded in my mouth, Dad shot another load in his butt. Once Michael
stopped cumming, my face was pushed down to my Dad's cock still lodged in
Michael's ass and oozing a mixture of Brandon and Dad's cum. I was forced
to taste, eat, lick and clean.

"So did you like what you saw?" Dad asked. "You think you are ready to join
the big boys?"