Date: Tue, 22 Jul 2008 21:19:59 -0700
From: IWFYA2 <iwfya2@gmail.com>
Subject: Not In My Wildest Dreams

Disclaimer: This story is fictional.  All characters and situations come
from the mind of the author, potentially inspired from real life events but
not based in them.  As this story involves sex and sexualized situations,
please do not read if your local laws do not allow such material or if such
material is offensive to you.  18 and over only please!

Not In My Wildest Dreams Part One

Jeremy locked the door, while Ramos made sure the blinds were down and the
curtains closed.  They didn't want anyone looking in, after all.

Jeremy and Brandon Ramos were two ordinary brothers.  Both dark of hair,
with dark tanned skin, they could pass for twins if they were closer in
age.  Brandon held two years over his twelve year old brother, and the
height and bulk that went with them.  Still, it was impossible to mistake
them for anything other than brothers, and as brothers should be they were
very close.

Sitting on his bed, Jeremy watched Brandon sit down on the second bed on
the other side of the room, mouth dry.  "On three?"

"Yeah..." Brandon replied nervously.

"One." Jeremy said, as they bother busied their hands undoing belts and
unzipping zippers.  "Two."  He wriggled a little to move the cloth around
as he shifted his grip to grab both jeans and briefs.

"Three!" they spoke in unison, yanking their pants off, revealing their
stiff hard ons to the world around them -- the reason they had
oh-so-carefully made sure of complete and utter privacy.  Their parents
wouldn't be home for hours, and none of their friends should show up today
-- they hoped.  If not, well, they only needed a few minutes to finish
this.

"Wow..." they whispered together, each staring at the others rod.  Dark,
purple, almost exactly identical.  "Mines longer than yours!" giggled
Jeremy.

"Nuh-uh!" Brandon disagreed, and grabbed the ruler of his bed.  Placing it
at the base of his cock, he measured carefully.  "Five and three quarters!"
he exclaimed before tossing the ruler to his brother, who followed suit and
proclaimed "Five and seven eighths!"

"Liar!" Brandon shouted, and lept over to do the deed himself.  His brother
tried to wiggle away, then he got his hand on the ruler and his other hand
on the cock.  His brother froze, shocked by the contact and paralyzed by
the heat of someone else's hand on his most intimate digit just long enough
for his brother to assure himself of the proper number.  "Five and a half
you little braggart!"

Giggling, they both pulled their pants back up.  "That felt good..."
Jeremy whispered to his brother.

"What?"

"Your... um... hand."

"It did, did it?" Brandon sneered.  "Thats 'cause I know how to jerk off,
and you just pretend to!"

Jeremy laughed.  "You know I cum just as much as you do!"

"Liar, you can't come yet your only twelve!"

"Wanna bet?"

"Sure!"  Brandon snapped back.

"OK!  What stakes?"

"I dunno...  why don't you start jerking while we think about it?"

By this time both brothers were clothed again, and Jeremy wasn't about to
get unclothed so quickly.  He was tired of Mr. Right Hand, and was hoping
for something more.  "You ever heard of a mutual, Bro?"

"A what?  Oh, wait, you mean-"

"Yeah, you jerk me I jerk you."

"Gross," Brandon replied.

"Well, why don't we have one.  And after we're finished, looser gives
winner a blowjob!"

"Yeah, right, why not make it a good fuck while your at it!"  Brandon
fished his tube of lube out of his nightstand and tossed it to his brother.

"OK, that works!  Done!"

"Wait, what?  No!" Brandom moaned as he realized he was trapped.  His mind
spun feverishly.  Knowing his brother, the deal had been made just to make
him break the 'deal', and thus let Jeremy out of an untenable situation
because he knew he was gonna loose, so it wasn't likely he'd have to take
it... but there was always the chance...

"So, you want out of the bet already!  Ha!"  Jeremy retorted.

"Not so quick, just wasn't meaning to make that a proposal.... but since
you accepted, fine!"  Brandon's girl wasn't putting out, and the feel of
something tight and hot around his aching member would be so nice.  Well
worth the minor -- the nonexistent! -- risk of being fucked himself.
And, in the deepest darkest reaches of his mind where the stigma of 'being
gay' could never reach, he admitted that either way this was something he
really would like to do...

"So...  how you wanna do this?" Jeremy asked softly, shock clear on his
face.

"I'll... I'll do you first." Brandon whispered, mouth dry.  "Just... lie
back and let me make you feel good Bro.  Then..."

Jeremy giggled.  "Then I make you feel good...  and then I get my fuck!"

"Yeah, except its going to be my fuck!" Brandon bantered back.

Jeremy just lay flat on his back, kicking his shoes off.  Brandon sauntered
over and fell beside him on the bed, and cuddled up against his hip.  Hands
drifting over his brothers body, he let one flow down and stroke his now
bulging crotch.  Jeremy moaned and pressed into him, even as Brandon's
other hand worked under his shirt and started to pull it off.  Jeremy,
wanting more skin, worked his own hands under his brothers shirt and tugged
it off, even as Brandon undid his belt and started shimmying his jeans off.
Jeremy returned the favor, lifting his hips to help Brandon even as his
hands worked feverishly on Brandon's belt.

Instinct or desire gripped him, and Brandon pressed his lips to his
brothers, and they started kissing, tongues dancing between them and
breathing each others breath.  Chests pressed together in sudden,
unexpected lust, and Jeremy finally broke off and thrust his grinding hips
against his brother even more insistently, reminding him of the deal.
Brandon pushed his boxers down and reaching in started stroking, softly and
slowly, the sopping wet member, not even realizing he'd forgotten the lube
-- this could only be pre-cum!

Jeremy moaned as Brandon slowly tortured him, hips thrusting and mouth
gaping as he worked his way to pleasure.  Brandon shut him up in the only
way possible, by covering his mouth with his own as his hands moved up and
down his brother's body, stroking his member, tweaking his nipples, playing
with his ass, and stroking his asshole with his own precum.  Jeremy pushed
into it on both ends and moaned loader, his twelve year old stamina coming
to the fore as his thrusting became quicker, stronger.  Brandon slowed his
stroking and playing down to match Jeremy's increase, until Jeremy almost
screamed in agony.  Finally, he started fingering his younger brother hard,
even as his hand become a blur.  With a series of muffled grunts, Jeremy
finally came, hips thrust up into the air as he pumped shot after shot
straight up, to fall back on his crotch.  Brandon smeared it over his dick,
even as Jeremy's hands moved to remove his briefs.  With one swift moment,
Brandon started kissing his brother again even as he straddled his body,
chests touching and arms wrapped around each other.  Oh so slowly, unable
to believe it, he let himself fall backward, ass seeking something he never
expected to take.  His brother froze, still hard, as his ass made contact
with the cock he'd just stroked.  Nodding, he pushed himself back onto it
and began to bounce, pulling himself and his brother upwards as he groaned
horsely.  He was pumping, pumping, hips swiveling under the covers and he
rode his way to orgasm...  Oh god, here it came, oh god!

Brandon clutched his middle through the sheets as he soaked his briefs,
gasping helplessly as he shot shot after shot into his clothes.

Across the room, his brother snorted, then rolled over and resumed his
snoring.

Authors Note: Inspired by a dream I had this morning ("lock up" then skip
to the mutual jack off, wake up with the alarm clock just a bit before the
"finish"...), if I get enough e-mail, I fully intend to write additional
pieces.  Otherwise, I'll just work on my "Main" piece, which is more story
focused rather than being an excuse for sex -- as a result, I won't be
posting it for a while, untill I have enough to give me a good bit of
buffer.  So if you liked this and want more, e-mail me!