Date: Fri, 11 Mar 2011 12:55:24 -0600
From: kc <kajuanchosen@gmail.com>
Subject: LOVE JONES # 8 - REVISED

Love Jones 8- The Circle Jerk


This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit
sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic
scenes of sex between males who are related to each other. If it is
illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic
distasteful the please leave now.

The author can be reached at kjcniftystories@gmail.com.com

Kevin ran slowly around the high school track. The sweat had already
begun to run down his back in salty wet rivers which pooled at the top
of his ass, where his buttcrack and the UnderArmour shorts met. He
could feel a few drops continue underneath the waistband of his shorts
and drip into the hairy, musky crack of his ass. He wondered if he had
a wet spot growing in the back of the white and gray shorts. He
quickly snuck a quick grab of his ass, which confirmed that he had
begun to sweat through his shorts and probably had a spot that
resembled piss on his shorts.

As he continued to run the lap, he noticed his boys, Marquis and
Brandon sitting on the metal bleachers talking. When they saw Kevin
running by, both waved heartily and busted out laughing.

Fuck them, he thought, they are the reason I have to do these fuckin'
laps in the first place. What had started as a joke ended up with
Kevin running laps every day after school for the next two weeks.

Friday. Friday was the day of the week that Kevin looked forward to.
He could go out, if his punk ass little brother didn't do something
that required him to stay home and Kevin had to watch him. He had
lately been trying to keep his little brother out of trouble at school
and home. It seemed like the little asslick had begun to try to take
over everything at home and at school. When Kevin was around, he was
not having any of it. Kevin had gone so far, one time, to prevent his
little brother from getting in trouble, by picking him physically up
and carrying him the 7 blocks home. His little brother had put up a
fight, but Dante was no match for his brothers thick muscled body,
especially his big veiny arms. He kept a closer eye on his brother
after that and so far, it looked like it had helped. It had been
months since he was sentenced to watch his little asshole of a brother
on a Friday night after he fucked something up. Dante and Kevin's dad,
Raf, was a fair man, but he also had expectations and one of the
biggest ones was that his sons would act like they had some sense and
not hurt themselves or other people. When the boys got out of line,
Raf came down hard and fast. Order was restored quickly in the Jones
household every single time it was needed.

Kevin stared up at his friends who continued to sit in the stands
watching the rest of the team practice and him run laps. His feet
pounded the paved track. He had lost count on how many laps he had
done at this point. His shorts and t-shirt were dripping sweat and his
crotch was likely soaked through to his underwear at this point, but
he continued to jog the path anyway.

Last Friday, as usual, Kevin hit the weight room at school. He did a
few monster sets working out his bis, tris and chest. He bobbed his
head to the music in his I-Pod as he hefted the two 90-lb plates onto
the barbell and situated himself on the bench below. He loved it when
he was the only one in the locker room. He could move quickly through
his workout, not have to wait for any machines and he could just get
the shit done and go home for the rest of his weekend. He lowered the
bar to his chest and counted slowly to himself before he licked it
back up to the starting position. One set down, ten to go. The music
blaring in his ears helped him focus. It was loud, and bumping. He
could count out his reps to it and also use the angry lyrics to help
him lift the heavy ass mutherfuckin' weights.

Kevin was so caught up in the music, he didn't even notice his friends
Marquis and Brandon enter the weight room. Both dudes were about the
same height as Kevin, muscular toned black dudes who had a swagger
that would not quit.

"Whatchu up to man?", asked Brandon as he sat on the bench next to Kevin.

Kevin stared at his friend and removed his earbuds. He sat up on the bench.

"Dude, I am trying to get this shit done, what do you want?", replied Kevin.

"Man, we just thought we could hit up Chelle's party after we finish
working out. Sounds good?", asked Brandon.

"That's cool, man! Just let me finish getting' my swole on and then we
can try and get the heck up out of here in time!", said Kevin as he
lowered himself back down to his bench and grabbed the barbell above
his head and started to lift the weights.

"S'right dude. I can do a few sets myself and then we can go get some
pussy!" yelled Brandon at the top of his lungs as he walked over to
the stack of weight plates in the corner of the weightroom and grabbed
a couple of 50"s. He hauled them over to the bench next to Kevin and
slid them effortlessly.  He swung his legs over the bench and stared
at the bar above his head. He grabbed the bar with both hands and
slowly lifted the weight off of the arms and lifted it to his chest.
He repeated the movement again and again until he slowly began to
sweat. He left the bar on the bench arms and sat there for a moment
concentrating on his breathing. He let his hands lay on his now
twitching chest and slowly rubbed his already massive hard pecs. He
kept rubbing between and around both his left and right pec slowly
with his eyes closed. He didn't even notice that the other dudes had
stopped their own workout and now stood over his head, laughing and
pointing at his crotch.

"Damn, dude got a hard-on. He a fag!!!!" yelled Kevin as he looked
down at the front of Brandon's nylon ball shorts.

"Wow, man. What the fuck?!!? Did you just get hard from just lifting a
few pounds?!?", said Marquis, joining in on the taunting with Kevin.

"Man, fuck y'all!", said Brandon still lying on the bench.

"S'not my fault, dude. See this shit been happening a lot lately. I
start to workout and them my shit get real hard. I mean full hard ass
mutha fuckin' dick, dude! No lie!", replied Brandon.

"You mean to say, you are on 100% hard, right now?" asked Marquis,
sitting on the weight bench next to Brandon.

"Dude. Seriously, my shit is hard as a fuckin' rock, right now!",
replied Brandon.

"Um, I don't mean to be on some shit or nothing, but seriously, that's
as big as your dick gets, man?", asked Kevin, now sitting back down on
the bench next to Marquis.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean, punk?", asked Brandon, now
swinging his huge thighs up and around so that he was sitting on his
bench facing the other two dudes.

"Well. Dude, my little brother's shit is bigger than that and he ain't
even reached puberty!", yelled Kevin.

"Man, fuck you. My shit is bigger than both y'all muthafuckas,
a'ight!", said Brandon,

"Man, this punk is on some shit. Seriously. Everyone knows that my
dick is large and in charge, fool!", laughed Kevin as he high-fived
Marquis.

"Fuck you, dumbass.!",said Brandon as he grabbed his still hard crotch
and smiled at Kevin.

"See, a muthafucka needs to be taught a lesson some times", said Kevin
as he pulled out his semi-hard cock. Both Marquis and Brandon stared
at the thick, veiny, dark-brown dick that Kevin held at the base near
his balls. The head of his dick was a dark pink and the dick lips were
thick.  Kevin squeezed his dick a few times for emphasis.

"See that's what I'm talkin' about dude! You ain't got shit on me,
punk!", said Kevin as he continued to squeeze his now hardening black
monster dick.

Both Marquis and Brandon sat in silence watching Kevin slowly squeeze
his dick while sitting on the weight bench.

"Man, shit, dude! What kind of fag stuff is that?", asked Brandon
continuing to stare at Kevin's dick.

"What, punk, you scared cuz yo shit ain't big enough?", asked Kevin as
he continued to squeeze his dick and slowly began to stroke it very
slowly now.

"I ain't scared of shit, muthafucka!" said Brandon and he pulled his
gym shorts down revealing a large black dick.

Both Kevin and Marquis looked down at Brandon's dick. Secretly, both
dudes thought that Brandon's dick was pretty big, but they could also
admit the truth: Kevin's black monster cock was bigger.

"Ok. So, it looks like we got a contest on, fellas", said Kevin as he
now looked at Marquis, who stared back and forth between both huge
dicks on his left and his right.

"Um...what, dude?" asked Marquis.

"You heard what I said, bitch! It's a contest, now! Pull that shit out
muthafucka!", said Kevin.

Marquis looked at both dudes sitting on the benches with their now
rock hard dicks sticking out from their tight muscled lower bodies.

"So what's the prize?", asked Marquis.

"Uh...shit. Didn't think that far ahead, fellas. O.k. so here's the
deal. The smallest dude gotta jack off the other two.", said Kevin
starting solidly at Marquis and then turning to look at Brandon to get
his reaction.

"Cool.", said Brandon.

"A'ight, dude!", replied Marquis and he slowly pulled at the
drawstring of his nylon gym shorts. He put his hands into the top of
his shorts and slowly lifted his ass off the bench, tugging at the top
of his shorts and pulled them down under his ass. His black dick
sprung up and smacked his lower abs.

"Shit, man, you packin' some serious wood, dude!" said Kevin.

As the dudes sat on benches across from each other, they had slowly
began stroking their black dicks and looking at each other. Kevin
began to get uncomfortable and tried to think of something to make his
discomfort go away.

"Shit, man. How are we going to tell who has the biggest dick?", asked Kevin.

"Man, just look at the shit dude. You win, ok?"

Brandon stood for a minute more and looked at both Kevin and Marquis
straight in the eyes.

"So I guess I have to jack you two mofos off then, right?"

"Yep, dude!", said Kevin as he bent over and pulled his nylon gym
shorts all the way down to the floor exposing his rock hard hairy ass.

Marquis didn't say anything, but followed suit as he bent over and
removed his shorts as well and then pulled his t-shirt over his head
standing completely naked in front of Brandon and Kevin.

"Ok..so who goes first?", asked Brandon.

Marquis spoke up first.

"I got an idea...why not do it like the bitches be doin' it in the pornos?

"Huh?", asked Brandon.

"You do both of us at the same time...just jack us off at the same time,
get it?", asked Marquis staring down at Brandon who was at eye level
with Marquis thick black dick that was now starting to leak precum out
of it's big shiny blue-black dick head.

Brandon stared back at Marquis's dick and then up at Kevin who had now
started to openly stroke his big black dick inches away from Brandon's
face.

Brandon swallowed hard and then said in a very quiet voice "Ok" and
reached out a hand to grab Marquis dick that was rock hard and
throbbing inches from his face. Brandon grabbed the big thick dick and
wrapped his hands around the shaft. He was surprised at how velvety
soft the dick was. His own dick was soft but he couldn't imagine other
dude's dick being as soft and smooth as his was. He slowly pulled the
shaft down which in turn pulled the foreskin back revealing more of
Marquis black dick. Brandon continued to pull until Marquis entire
dick head was showing including the reddish veins underneath the head
at the top of the shaft. Marquis let out and audible sigh as Brandon
started to slowly pull the  shaft towards himself covering up the
dickhead. Brandon slowly repeated pushing the shaft back and forth
slowly.

"Man, don't leave a brotha hangin' now!", Kevin chimed in and stepped
a few steps closer towards Brandon's face with his dick pointed
straight at the ceiling.

Brandon silently reached out with his other hand and begin to stroke
Kevin's dick as well, slowly at first, but increased the tempo when he
looked up at Kevin and saw that Kevin's eyes were closed and his head
was tilted back slightly.

If any of the other players on the team or anyone else at the school
had wandered into the weight room that afternoon, they would have been
amazed at how hot the scene looked. Brandon sat on the weight bench,
with his big hard dick out and his hands both stretched out stroking
both Kevin and Marquis's long thick dicks as the two of them stood
over him starting to sweat.  Eventually the air in the room grew humid
and warm with the breathing, sweating and dick smells.

"Oh my god...dude, I am going to shoot!" whimpered Kevin as his big
black dick pulsed harder in Brandon's hand and got even more hard.
Seconds later, Kevin grunted and started to pump his dick harder in
Brandon's hand imagining it was his girlfriend's tight wet pussy. His
rock hard jock ass tensed and he could feel the sweat trickling down
the crack of his ass as he felt the familiar warm knot start to gather
which signaled his cum shot. He looked down at Brandon as his dick
powerfully pumped out at least 5 massive shots of thick cum which
landed directly on Brandon's sculpted chest and started to slide down
his rock hard abs into his pubes.

"Damn!" was all that Marquis could get out when his own dick started
to shower Brandon with his own nut, which was similar to Kevin's in
where it landed but was about two times as much. Marquis looked down
at Brandon who was now covered in what looked like about a bucket of
hot and thick cum which covered his pecs, stomach and had made its way
down to his pubes, which sat about his own thick black dick. The boys
stood for a minute, until Kevin broke the silence.

"Aight, dudes...I'm out.." said Kevin as he pulled up his shorts not
bothering to clean the cum which continued to drip from his thick
black dick.

"Me too.", said Marquis who followed Kevin's suit and pulled his
shorts up and put his t-shirt back on.

Brandon sat silently watching his friends get dressed. He didn't know
what to think but he definitely wanted the other two guys to get out
of the room. He wanted to get off and needed solitude for what he
wanted to do.

"Aight...so catch y'all later", said Brandon as he finally stood and
started to walk towards the shower room. Once in the shower room,
Brandon waited to hear the familiar tell-tale signs of the weight room
door heavily closing. He turned on the water to the showerhead closest
to the door and listened for the tell-tale signs of the heavy weight
room door closing. Once satisfied that he was now alone, he turned the
showerhead off and sat his ass down on the shower floor against the
wall. He reached down and grabbed his own heavy thick dick which now
had a trail of cum at the base of it. He gently scooped up the cum
left over from jerking off his friends and started to palm his own
dick with it using as a lube. His dick felt soft and velvety in his
own hands. The other boys cum served as a perfect lube as he rubbed it
all over the shaft and head of his own dick. He even rubbed some of it
on his own ballsac. Brandon eventually could tell he was going to cum
and as his hand furiously stroked his thick dick furiously, he reached
down with his other hand and scooped up some of the now cooling jizz
from around his abs and crotch and greedily stuck the load into his
mouth just as his dick exploded sending a volley of cum squirting
almost halfway across the lockeroom. He continued to greedily suck on
his finger until he could no longer taste the salty cum and his
fingers were almost dry.

As he sat on the floor naked with his now softening dick in his hand
and the other hand lingering in his mouth, he thought to
himself---next time, I want to get some of this juice straight from
the source---and stood turning on the showerhead and grabbing the soap
to clean himself off.

The black gym shoes outside of the shower room remained still as
Brandon started to shower, once he started to rap out loud, the
visitor and witness to Brandon's filthy exhibition slowly padded
towards the locker room door. Our visitor had always had suspicions
about the trio and now he was fully aware of what what going on...the
hard part was how he was going to get himself invited into the action.