Date: Tue, 30 Apr 2002 03:09:30 +0000
From: Nicholas Nicholby <nicholas6996@hotmail.com>
Subject: Little Saint - Part 1

Copyright 2002 by the author.  The author retains all rights to this story
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his permission.  The following is a work of fiction. The usual disclaimers
apply. The characters are purely ficitonal as are the events. This story
depicts acts of love and sex between consenting family members. If stories
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Little Saint
Part 1

Nicky discovered sex when he was nine.  Or maybe better said, Sex discovered
Nicky!

Nicky and his mother had moved to a nice apartment in Downtown Denver when
Nicky's father had taken a bunk and his older brother had started at
college.  Charlie was 17 and had graduated early from high school and had
been accepted in Boulder at the University on scholarship.  He was in the
dorms for his first year and hadn't seen Nicky since August.  It was now
Thanksgiving and Charlie had a break from school and nowhere to go expect to
Mom's new place in Lodo.  It was a great apartment, 32nd floor of a great
building right at 16th and Larimer on the end of the Mall and in the heart
of all the action since the Rockies had come to town.

Only real problem was that it was a small apartment with one real bedroom
and one that could have been den or dining room off the main living room.
Mom had the bigger room and Nicky had the smaller room.  Charlie had a
choice, sleep on the couch in the living room and have his mom wake him
every morning, or share the room and double bed with Nicky.  He figured the
little twerp couldn't snore, so he chose sleeping late and moved in with
Nicky.

Charlie hadn't really ever paid any attention to Nicky; he was after all ten
years younger, more or less.  The only thing Charlie knew about Nicky was
that he hated having to baby-sit, but since Nicky had started first grade
his mom hadn't really made him even do that.  Now with Dad gone, Charlie
found out quickly that Nicky was responsible for himself and had learned a
lot about the world and living in downtown.

The first day when Charlie came home Nicky took him down to Lodo and
introduced him to the guys at the Noodle Bowl.  It seemed that this was
Nicky's favorite place for dinner and Charlie soon figured out that the kid
had made a great choice.  The food was great and cost barely three bucks.
When Charlie asked, Nicky said he usually saved his lunch money from school
and managed to eat at the Noodle Bowl two or three nites a week while their
mother worked late at the law office.    Lee Ahn, the young man working the
counter that day had hailed Nicky as he came in and handed him a bowl
without even asking what he wanted.  When Charlie asked, Nicky said Ahn was
his buddy and that he helped Ahn with his English and Ahn sometimes gave him
his dinner for free.

"It's better than boxed Pizza!" exclaimed Nicky between slurps.

"Sure is!" replied Charlie.

Next they stopped of at the Tattered Cover Lodo store where everybody seemed
to know Nicky.  Several of the girls and boys working there tousled his
hair, patted him on the back and asked what he was reading.  Nicky seemed to
just glow and told everybody he was working through the Marcus Didius Falco
mystery "The Silver Pigs" by Lindsey Davis.

One particular boy about Charlie's age gave Nicky a big hug and said, "Hey
Little Saint, when you're done with Ancient Rome, let me give you a copy of
the Hillerman Skin Walker story.  I know you love those mysteries and this
one's great."

"Kewl!" replied Nicky.  "I should be done after the holiday!"

"Why'd he call you Little Saint?" Charlie asked.

Nicky blushed a little and said that Andrej always called him Little Saint,
"Ever since I had a cow when he tried to call me Saint Nicholas once.  He
says I'm like a bell ringing in his life every time I come in.  A little
weird, but he gives me GREAT books!"

Later that evening, in his perpetual whirl, Nicky told Charlie to grab his
swimsuit and they'd go up to the pool.  Nicky was in the hall and punching
the elevator button by the time Charlie caught up.  When Nicky lead Charlie
out of the elevator they were on the roof where Nicky pointed across at the
pool.

"Hey!  It's covered and closed!" yelled Charlie.

"Yea, but look at this!" replied Nicky.  He was standing in front of the
door to the health club.  It was a stairway down and on the next floor was a
great setup.  There were stationary bikes, stair climbers and what looked
like a sauna.  Charlie looked around and then back at Nicky and was stunned!
  Nicky had his shirt and shoes off and his pants half way to the ground.
Charlie stood transfixed, not only was his little brother a man about town,
but he was gorgeous!   He had never noticed the little twerp at all and now
was just amazed by what he saw.  Nicky's shoulders were a little broader
than his hips and he had some shoulder and arm muscles that told he must
have been swimming a lot.  With his pants around his knees, Charlie was
amazed to see bright yellow underwear that had bright red stars on them.  As
Nicky hopped around getting his pants off, Charlie realized these were
Speedos and that Nicky must be prepared to swim at any moment.

"Whoa little bro, you do this a lot?"

"Yeah," replied Nicky.  "This is the best part of living here!  I get to
swim anytime I want.  Look, there's the sauna, there's the hot tub and over
by the big window there's a lap pool where you tell it how fast you want to
go and the water runs like a river!  I love it here.  I'm probably up here
every morning and most nites.  Mom didn't believe me until I made her go to
Garts and buy me a couple of suits, now she comes up sometimes too.  She
thinks I work too hard, but she says at least she knows I'm not running the
streets!  Get your suit on and lets swim!  Last one in's a girl!" he yelled
as he plopped into the hot tub.  "Yahh!  This is plenty warm tonite!"

"Hey, where do I change?" complained Charlie.

"What's the sweat, nobody's here.  Change right there!" replied Nicky.

As Charlie did, he watched and saw that Nicky followed every move he made.
As soon as his trunks were up around his waist, Nicky fairly exploded in the
pool and there was water everywhere.  Nicky's whooping and hollering and
splashing soon had the hot tub deck wet and Charlie was dripping like an
almost drowned kitten when he finally entered the tub splashing back at
Nicky and slowly closing in until he could get the little twerp in a bear
hug and stop the explosion.  Just for good measure he lifted Nicky high and
began tickling as he slowly sunk into the hot tub.  Finally they were both
chin deep and Nicky was fairly crying he was giggling so hard.  Charlie gave
him a break and just held him tight while they both just relaxed and soaked
up the warmth.

"Man, you're strong." Said Nicky as he wiggled around a little and snuggled
into Charlie so he was sitting in his lap with his back against Charlie's
chest and his legs dangling down along Charlie's legs.

"Boy, you're a fire ball."  Charlie replied.

"I always wanted you to be a real brother," Nicky said.  "This could be a
great weekend.  Thanks for going with me today."

"I am your real brother," said Charlie.  When Nicky turned and looked up at
him with a kind of weird look, he said, "Oh, I guess I know what you mean.
Yeah this could be great.  I didn't know you know so many kewl people."

"Just wait!  You haven't met everyone yet." Replied Nicky.

Charlie just hugged his little brother in reply and marveled at how great it
felt to hold him up against his chest.  He could feel the boy's heartbeat
under his palms as his hands wrapped around the boy's beautiful chest.
Nicky's hands in turn had been on his knees and now he reached down and
rubbed Charlie's knees and thighs where he sat.  Charlie sighed and couldn't
believe the wonderful sensation this touching was giving him.  He hadn't
been close to his dad and never really had hugged or cuddled with anyone and
now this little ball of fire in his lap was making him feel marvelous.

In fact he began to feel so good that he was suddenly aware of his own
manhood beneath his trunks gently rubbing through the cotton and up against
the elastic of his little brothers Speedos.  Instantly his erection began to
grow and he was both amazed and frightened.  Amazed because he had never
thought of his brother this way.  In fact he'd never thought of any boy this
way.  Frightened because he was sure Nicky would feel his rising boner and
be grossed out and never want to be with him again.  He couldn't bear the
thought that this wonderful feeling might never happen again, so he quickly
began the tickling again and moved Nicky away from his betraying member and
placed him on the side of the tub while he moved down and into the water so
only his head was above the surface.

Nicky was laughing and giggling and suddenly Charlie knew what heavenly
bells the young man at the bookstore heard when Nicky was around.

Nicky quickly recovered and shouted, "Hey Dorkus!  Let's try the lap pool
and see if you can really swim."

"Okay Twerp!  But you've got to show me how it works first."

"Nicky exploded out of the hot tub and across the room where he quickly
dialed up a setting and pointed to the lap pool.  "Watch; see as it starts
flowing it gradually picks up speed until it's going like you want.  I know
your not supposed too, but now I go down to the end and dive into the stream
and begin swimming!"  And with that he did just as he had said, and was soon
in the middle of the pool swimming strongly and staying exactly still.

Charlie had never seen anything like this pool.  It was like a river.  It
was about 8 feet wide and 15 feet long and the water was flowing in from one
end and apparently out the other.  Nicky was swimming very steadily in a
crawl and Charlie could see he really loved it.  His stroke was smooth and
unbroken, breaths every second stroke on alternating sides where he seemed
to be gauging his workout on how steady he was in staying in the same place.
  The water broke over his slight blond head and down his back and Charlie
couldn't help but notice that each shoulder blade seemed a vestigial wing on
the Little Saints back as he rolled first right then left.  His waist stayed
even in the water and his little butt in it's yellow and red stars would
bubble up and down as his sleek legs and feet fluttered in the kick.  Then
suddenly the boy did a porpoise dive, went under and then quickly came up
into a breaststroke.  With his head above the breaking wave off his chest he
shouted, "Turn the dial two clicks left!"

Charlie quickly found the dial and turned it to the left and marveled as
Nicky did another porpoise dive, this time coming up on his back in a
completely effortless back crawl.  Now Charlie watched as the water split
over his blond hair and moved down his chest in little rivulets first left
then right as his shoulders dipped under in their stroke.  Charlie marveled
that Nicky's little nipples seemed to mark the spot past which the water
couldn't run.  As Charlie gazed farther down he involuntarily gasped as he
watched his brother's little cocklet, barely covered in the beautiful nylon
of the Speedo rise in imitation of his own earlier erection.  It was
unbelievable.  The little boy's erection grew and grew before his eyes until
it seemed as though it was centered perfectly in the biggest of the red
stars in the center of the Speedos.  Each of the arms of the star seemed to
radiate directly from the straining point in the center that clearly had
become the center of Charlie's complete fixation.  He had never seen a sight
so moving and beautiful and he was filled with awe at his Little Saint's
display of perfect body harmony and ecstasy.  Nicky's entire being was
focused on his swimming and his joy in the exercise was announced to all the
world by his telltale dick.  And then the boy exploded again in one of those
incredible porpoise dives, this time from his back and then he came up
clinging to the wall at the far end of the pool with his hair streaming
water, his green eyes sparkling like emeralds and his very being aglow with
happiness.

"Hey," he shouted.  "Turn it another two to the left and come on in and try
it."

Charlie did as this vision commanded and then slowly let himself into the
pool beside his little brother.

"I thought you ought to start a little slower." Nicky laughed as he shook
his head to clear some water from his hair.  "Let's see how your stroke
looks."

Charlie leaned forward and began with a push off the wall and settled into
his Australian crawl.  He was shocked at how fast the water seemed to be
moving and how hard it was to keep his bearing and stay in one place in the
pool.  Each time he checked he was up or back some four feet from the
center.  More amazing was that after barely a hundred strokes he could feel
his arms beginning to tingle and complain that this was more work than they
were used too.  He struggled another fifty strokes or so and then just
relaxed and let the water push him to the end of the pool.

Nicky had climbed up on the deck and was sitting on the side with his feet
dangling in the flow.  Charlie was once again blown away to see the boy with
his strong shoulders and arms, thin waist and hips and divine yellow Speedos
with his cock now barely poking at the bottom of the star.  "Wow!" he said.
"That's harder than it looks and you had me turn the stream down four
notches from what you were swimming!!"

"Yeah, I knew you needed to work up to it.  I've been here gobs of times and
I'm still learning some of the tricks.  Like when you get a little tired,
dive for the bottom, the flow is not as strong and you can get about 10
seconds rest and not lose any position."

"Whew, you must really like this to work that hard for ten seconds rest!"
said Charlie.

"Man, I love it.  It's like reading.  When I get a great book, I'm in it.  I
just seem to evaporate into the pages and the story.  Everything else goes
away.  It's like that when I swim, but then the story seems to be coming out
of me.  I just go into some sort of place where my whole body sings out and
my mind just goes to some sort of golden yellow glow and I feel fantastic!"

As he had said this he had risen from the pool deck and begun spinning
around and lifted his arms into the air.  He spun and spun until he shouted
"fantastic" and kind of crumpled to the deck and lay there staring up and
out the window at the stars over the mountains.

Charlie didn't know what to say, but was saved from having to act by their
mother coming into the room.

"I knew I'd find Nick here, I hope he hasn't bored you to death today
Charles," she said.

"No Mom, we've had a great day!" replied Charles.

"Well good, now have you eaten?"

"Yes maam," said Nicky.

"Well come on down for desert.  I've brought some chocolate ice cream."

"Whoopee!" Nicky yelled and practically flew around picking up his and
Charlie's clothes and running for the elevator.

"Okay my little banshee," she laughed.  "Calm down a little or you'll get
the whole building in an uproar."

"Yes Maam," Nicky said again, barely suppressing an obvious desire to dance
and race around.  "Let's go Charlie, chocolate's waiting!"  he yelled.

Sitting in the kitchen Charlie couldn't help but marvel again at this vision
before him in the yellow trucks with bright red stars.  Nicky was perched on
his chair with both feet underneath him, one star apparently rising right
out of the soles of his feet on each cheek and one star barely hiding the
point of his little dick, just pointing straight ahead for all the world to
see.

As Nicky slowly finished his ice cream you could see him beginning to fade
out.  His eyes were a little droopy now and he was almost shrinking in his
chair.

"Okay demon," said his mom, "Off to the shower with you both or you'll.."

".smell like a toga laundry!"  Nicky finished with a flash of a smile.  He
got up and grabbed Charlie's hand and before he could think Charlie had been
lead to the bathroom and the shower was running.  "Come on, let's get in,
I'm getting tired." Nicky said as he dropped his Speedos and steeped into to
shower.  "Come on! Don't waste all the hot water," he blurbled from under
the shower stream.

Ah well thought Charlie, why not, he is my brother, and he stepped out of
his trucks and in behind Nicky.

Nicky turned around and immediately looked down at Charlie's 17-year-old
dick and said, "Wow, it's big.  It's bigger than mine when mine is all
stiff, see?"

And with that he lifted his hands to show he had a raging 4-inch boner.

Charlie just looked at him and laughed, "Yeah, well those are catching you
know and you're about to see what mine looks like all boned up."  And sure
enough his normally 5 inch dick was rising to its full eight inch hard
state."

"Wow!" breathed Nicky.  Then he turned around and pointing to the shampoo
said, "Charlie wash my hair and back please."

Charlie reached for the bottle and lathered his hands and then began to run
them through Nicky's hair and down his back.  Suddenly Nicky turned around
and said, "Okay now my shoulders and legs."  Charlie did as asked all the
while carefully avoiding any touch that might have seemed out of place.
Nicky's little nipples were up and hard, but his boner had gone down and
Charlie didn't want to freak him out, so carefully avoided that area.

"Thanks, my turn, get down on your knees," said Nicky as he took the
shampoo.  He also lathered up Charlie's hair and shoulders and back and
stomach without a hint of getting too close.  Charlie's boner had not gone
down and now Nicky looked down at it and once more whispered, "Wow it's big,
I hope mine will be big someday too."

"Yours is perfect now," said Charlie and then he blushed and wanted to sink
into the drain.  He knew he'd just said something that would probably send
Nicky running for their mom, but surprisingly Nicky just looked him in the
eyes and then hugged him and said  "Thanks."

As they got out of the shower Nicky ran to the bed and hopped in completely
naked.  Charlie didn't know what to do, but Nicky said, "Come on, I'm
pooped!"  So Charlie climbed in naked too.

Charlie's dick was still rigid and he was almost exploding with the need to
stroke it, but Nicky in the bed next to him had him frozen with fear.  Then
Nicky rolled over and reached over and put his arm up and over Charlie's
chest and one leg up on Charlie's leg so they were lying there with Charlie
on his back and Nicky cuddling in on his stomach.  Then Nicky yawned, "I
Love you Charlie.  Thanks for being here with me."

Charlie whispered back, "I love you too, Little Saint."  And then listened
as Nicky's breathing deepened as he feel asleep.

When Charlie woke a few hours latter, Nicky had wiggled off him and was
lying beside him with one hand under his head and one between his legs.
Charlie's own boner had not subsided, in fact if anything it was now a
raging hard on with the first stages of blue balls setting in.  Charlie knew
he had to have release or he'd never sleep that nite.  So carefully as
possible he reached down between his legs and began to stroke his own
member.  At his first touch it jumped and began to dribble pre cum in such
amounts that Charlie was surprised.  Suddenly his hand was swimming in
fluids and it was lubricating his strokes and causing feelings he had never
had.  Suddenly his hand seemed to have a life of it's own and it began
fairly pounding his dick.  His knees came up and in an almost involuntary
action his left hand reached down and cupped and squeezed his balls.  His
right hand now fairly flew on his dick and the lubrication of his own fluids
caused his fist to come up and over the head of his dick.  Each time his
fingers crossed the ridge of his dick head he made a soft groan until
suddenly his back arched and his right hand slammed down against his pelvis
and his left hand squeezed his balls and his body erupted in the most earth
shaking orgasm he had ever had.  He gritted his teeth and thrust his dick
forward as it shot and shot his cum.  The first blast hit him right on the
mouth and he just naturally licked it as his second, third, fourth and fifth
shot seemed to cover his chest and stomach with an overflowing amount of hot
and spicy sperm.  As his hand pumped the last dribbles from his spent dick
into his own blond pubic hair, he felt it losing its hardness as quickly as
his breathing now had become.  He just lay there spent for minute and then
reached his hand to his lips and as he licked his sperm from his lips and
fingers, he whispered again, "I love you too, Little Saint."