Date: Tue, 18 Apr 2006 17:46:40 EDT
From: Tommyhawk1@aol.com
Subject: "Rainy Weekend" story

			       RAINY WEEKEND
			   By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
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     KRACKAKAKAKAKA-BOOM-THOOM-THOOM-THMMMMmmmmmmmm! Went the thunder
outside and the entire inside was lit up with a blue-white light. Scared
the beejezus out of us, I can tell you that. You can say you aren't afraid
of lightning and thunder, but have that much light and that much noise all
of a sudden, it can make you wish you were underneath something...like a
hundred feet underground, maybe!
     "Boy, that one hit close!" Ted marveled, looking out the window. Us
other three boys were sitting on the bed, a game of Monopoly in the middle,
the covers thrown off onto the floor along with the pillows. Plenty of room
on the bed, it was a full-sized bed, both my brother and I slept in it at
night.
     "Come on, Ted, it's your time to roll." Marvin said. He was intent on
the game, understandable, since he was winning. That's the trouble with
Monopoly, you can figure out about halfway through who's going to win, and
after that, it just isn't much fun for everyone else.
     "Someone else roll and move for me." Ted said. "I'm looking outside."
     "I will." I said, took the dice and shook them, looking at the game
board. If Ted rolled a ten, he'd end up right on Boardwalk with a hotel on
it. Enough to clean him out of the game. If you're wondering why I rolled,
it was because I was already out. I'd only managed to get Baltic and
Mediterranean and keep hotels on them for any time. I'd had three houses
each on the three yellow properties (Atlantic, Ventnor and Marvin Gardens)
but that hadn't lasted long, and I'd had to first sell the houses, and then
mortgage them then sell them back to the bank. Nobody ever lands on the
yellow properties!
     Marvin, my little brother, held both the three purple and the three
orange properties (everything between Jail and Free Parking) and was
mopping everyone else up) as well as the yellow properties, green
properties and Boardwalk/Park Place. Like I said, he was going to win.
     So I grinned at my brother and Frank, Ted's younger brother, and
rolled the dice. They came up a three, but I said "Ten!" and counted them
off. "...Eight, nine, ten! Boardwalk!"
     "With a hotel, you owe me two thousand dollars." Marvin announced
triumphantly.
     "You're bankrupt!" Frank declared. "Just you and me now, Marvin." he
said. Frank still had hotels on the three red properties and three
light-blue properties, and he was holding his own pretty good.
     "Fine with me." Ted said. "I'm bored with it. What else we got to do."
     "Hey, we're still playing." Marvin protested.
     "So play." Ted said. He looked back out at the rain. "Wish we could go
outside." Rain any day is bad for a kid, but a rainy Saturday afternoon is
the worst! Rain wasn't supposed to stop all weekend, either. We four kids
had made plans for this weekend (my parents and Ted and Frank's parents had
gone together off to Hubert, and wouldn't be back until Sunday some time),
and we were alone in the house except for Ted and Frank's older sister,
Cicely (but we called her "Sis") who was spending all her time on the
telephone talking to her boyfriend. We were under orders to stay in our
room and play games quietly if we wanted her to feed us. Since Mom had left
mostly uncooked food in the house (Sis was seventeen and able to fix
meals), Sis' threat wasn't an idle one. She'd promised to make us some
fried chicken tonight if we kept quiet and out of trouble. Thus the game of
Monopoly came out. But that was turning out not as much fun as we'd hoped.
     With Ted out of the game and ready to talk, I left the game to Marvin
and Frank and went over to join Ted by the window. Ted was the oldest of
us, he was nine years old. I was next at eight years old, my brother Marvin
next at seven years old (we were born awfully close together, only fourteen
months apart) and Frank was six, but would turn seven years old next
month. Ted and Frank were my half-cousins, and all four of us looked quite
a lot alike...all of us with dark brown hair and white skin, the same sort
of thin, sharp nose and small, pointy chin. Not identical, but enough that
when you saw us together, you knew we were from the same family.
     "I'm bored." Ted said when I got up next to him, two boys only wearing
their underwear (why bother getting dressed when you're going to be stuck
indoors all day?) "How much longer are they going to be playing?"
     "I don't know." I admitted. "Probably another half hour or so. You and
me could play checkers while we wait."
     "I don't want to play checkers!" Ted whined. He sat back on his heels
and put his hands on his upper thighs. I looked over and saw his wienie
kind of sticking up in his briefs. Not a hard-on, just the way he was
sitting, I think, that and the briefs were old and kind of brownish colored
because his mother didn't bleach much when she washed their clothes. Mine
weren't in much better shape, they had a hole along one leg's elastic band
at the front and another sort of "spiderweb" hole up the front on the side
opposite the leg with the hole. My folks didn't have a lot of money, one
reason we spent so much time visiting each other, and why fried chicken was
a treat for four hungry young boys.
     "We could play a game of cards. Maybe a game of Battle?" I offered.
     "Nah!" Ted said again.
     "Or I got some cars we could play with." I was running out of toys
fast, here.
     "Nah!" Ted said again.
     "Well, what do you want to play with, then?" I asked him, a little
exasperated. Remember I had been out of the Monopoly game for nearly a half
hour already as it was, if Ted was bored, I was double-bored, and now he
could be a playmate and he wasn't being one!
     "What have you got to play with?" Ted asked me and grinned.
     I didn't have to have that grin explained. Like I said, Ted's family
and mine visited back and forth a lot, and when they did, we four boys
ended up piled into bed together. What else are four little boys going to
do all crowded into the same bed like that?
     But we'd never done it in the daytime like that before! So I giggled
like any naughty little eight-year-old boy would, and I said, "Okay."
     Ted's hand reached for my briefs and I reached for his. Honest, I
never had learned to play with my own dick before, I never had to. Even
when Ted and Frank weren't around, I had my little brother in bed to take
care of it. I took care of his, there wasn't any forcing involved. Maybe a
year later, my brother would be told by someone that doing this was bad and
stop and I would have to start for myself, but at that time, I figured it
was something everyone did. My few sleepovers with other kids at their
houses hadn't proven me any different. I hear about people who say they
never played with other kids' dicks growing up and I have to honestly
wonder how they managed to not ever do it! Didn't they ever have sleepovers
like we had growing up? I guess not!
     Anyhow, I got my hand inside Ted's briefs and he got into mine, both
of us reaching in through the top (those flies along the front were never
used by me or any of mine, I still don't have any use for that silly
overlap of cloth like a design on the front of your briefs. Ted's fingers
were moving up and down my little prong, and I was doing the same on him,
and we were giving out little moans of pleasure like two boys who don't
know they aren't supposed to be doing such things moan, and I was kind of
chuckling at what we were doing, too. Ah-heh! Ah-heh! Ah-heh-heh-heh-heh!"
It felt so delightfully naughty and sneaky, playing with Ted's wienie in
the daylight like this, even a rainy daylight.
     "What are you two doing?" Frank demanded.
     "You're being dirty!" Marvin declared. I don't know where he got all
this dirty/ naughty/ nasty stuff, not from me or my family, I know. It
never stopped him from joining in on the fun back then, anyway.
     "What are you doing?" Frank demanded again.
     "We're playing with each other." I pointed out. Our backs were to our
little brothers, so it was possible he didn't know what was going on.
     "Yeah?" Can I play, too?"
     "You're playing Monopoly." Ted said. "Me and Chuck are playing with
each other while you two play Monopoly."
     I wasn't against our younger brothers joining in (it was always more
fun with more boys, I thought), but it did kind of make up for our little
brothers winning at Monopoly, some. "Yeah, you two play your game and Ted
and I will play ours." I put in.
     "But we want to play, too." Frank whined. Much like his older brother
had whined about the rain and being bored.
     "So play with Marvin." Ted said.
     "Okay." Frank was miffed, but he got over next to Marvin, moving on
his knees, shaking the whole bed.
     "Hey, I was winning!" Marvin protested. "You're messing up the board!"
     "Come on, Marvin, let's do like Ted and Chuck are doing." Frank was at
least an eager player. Sometimes, when I look back on those days, I wished
that Ted and I could have switched little brothers! But that would have
stuck him with Marvin, which I guess he wouldn't have wanted.
     "No! I'm winning!" Marvin said.
     "Okay, so you won." Frank said. "I give up."
     "No, I want you to play." Marvin said.
     "Why don't you play Monopoly and play with each other at the same
time?" I suggested.
     They settled on that, then, and Ted and I had some peace and quiet to
work each other's puds. Outside, the rain was really coming down hard, now,
like it does after a lot of lightning and thunder. There was still some
lightning, but not as much as before, it had just settled in to raining a
whole lot.
     I loved playing with Ted's dick and my only complaint in bed at night
with him was that when we were done, we had to stop and go to sleep. That
wasn't going to be a problem, now, it was still early afternoon!
     But Ted had other things on his mind, because he stopped and turned
loose of me and said, "You want to try something else?"
     "Sure, like what?" I agreed.
     "Something I saw Sis doing with her boyfriend last weekend." Ted
said. "They were in her room and I sneaked around and looked in through her
window."
     "What were they doing?" I wanted to know.
     Sis had her boyfriend lying down on her bed and she was down and had
his wienie in her mouth." Ted confided in me.
     "Oooh, grooosss!" I said, making the yuck! face at Ted. Remember, the
wienie is where pee comes out, so I figured it was okay to play with it
with your fingers (you have to do that to pee, after all) but your mouth, I
bet it tasted really gross!
     "You want to try it?" Ted offered.
     "You mean on you?" I said. I made the face again and this time, I also
said it. "Yuck!"
     "I bet it tastes okay." Ted said, and urgent tones filled his
voice. He'd been thinking about this for a week, after all. "Come on, tell
you what. I'll try it on you first and tell you if it tastes nasty, okay?"
     Well, that was different! "Sure." I said. "Bet it feels good."
     "Sis' boyfriend thought so, the way he was moaning." Ted said. "He
looked up and nearly saw me, I had to duck down and get out of there in a
hurry. So I want to know what it feels like and what happens if you keep
doing it like they did. Sis' boyfriend came out with a big grin on his face
when it was time for dinner."
     "Okay." I said and I got up on my knees and I skinned my briefs down
and then with my legs over the edge of the bed, kicked them on off, so Ted
could get a good hold of me. Then I lay back with my head and upper
shoulders against the wall beside the window and said, "Okay, I'm ready."
     "He's going to put it in his mouth!" Marvin was marveling at this, and
the game of Monopoly, now in complete disarray and pieces scattered around
the bed, was forgotten. Ted had two gawking spectators as he got between my
legs and I watched him wide-eyed as he came down and his mouth closed
around my dick and.... "Oooh, ohhhhh!" I gasped. It just felt so good! "Oh,
that's great!" I moaned, like the craven little sex puppy that I was. "Oh,
yeah, do it, do it some more."
     What Ted was doing was moving his lips up and down on my cock. He
wasn't gripping it too hard, so it was more like a stroking would be
instead of the tight clasp of lips, more like a wet ring of warm lips
moving up and down on my pud. But that was pretty darned terrific all by
itself!
     I didn't last very long at all, I moaned, groaned and "OH, OH,
OHHH-OOHHH-OHHH!" I gasped out my little-boy climax and I was done.
     "Now you do me." Ted pronounced. Well, that was only fair. One
question first.
     "What did it taste like?"
     "It's okay, just like sticking a finger in your mouth." Ted said. "You
got some sticky stuff right at the end and that was salty and kind of
weird-tasting, but it wasn't nasty. Come on, you said you'd do me if I did
you."
     I had? At the time, I didn't argue, just said, "Okay, I'll do it."
     And now Ted laid back and I leaned over and I got his dick into my
mouth. Just like a finger. Well, I knew what to do to a finger when it had
potato chip crumbs on it, all sticky and needing to be cleaned off, or
powdered sugar off a white-dusted doughnut. Stick it in and suck it all
clean!
     That's what I did, my first sucking of another's cock, and I had it
all figured out right from the start! I was holding on tight to get all
that juicy flavor off of Ted's dick, and I was sucking on him, too. Ted
liked it a whole lot, as you can guess, and he was moaning as loudly as
anybody else.
     "Oh, do me, now!" Frank begged Ted. I was busy and couldn't see, but I
learned after that Ted sucked down Frank's dick and Frank was loving it. I
guess Ted did what I was doing to him, because both brothers were coming
pretty close together. I saw what Ted meant about the sticky stuff, when he
came, there was this little bit of hot, salty juice that came out, just a
sort of smear of it, but like he said, it didn't taste so bad.
     "Oh, you guys are nasty, and you're going to be in trouble!" Marvin
chided us. The little prude, why was I ever saddled with such a stubborn
little brother.
     Well, I had an answer for that. "It's Marvin's turn now." I said.
     "Uh-uh!" Marvin said, backing away. But Ted and Frank grabbed him and
held him while I pulled my little brother's briefs off of him. Marvin was
yelping and then I got hold of my little brother's dick and I began to suck
him, and his complaints stopped right away.
     "See, it does feel good." Ted pointed out. "Really good, huh?"
     "Yeah, oh, yeah, oh, oh, OHH, OHH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OHHHHHHHH!" my little
brother moaned. I didn't get any sticky stuff out of him, it kind of
disappointed me. I guess it was because he was so young.
     "What are you guys doing in there?" came Sis' voice at the door.
     "Just playing." Ted said.
     "Are you all all right?" Sis wanted to know.
     "Yeah." "Uh-huh." "Yeah." we other three all chimed in.
     "All right then. Keep it down if you want me to fix you that fried
chicken." Sis went away with that parting shot.
     "She's gone, now what?" Ted asked with the tone of a conspirator."
     I reached and grabbed him. "Now we do it all over again." I said. Ted
and I quickly figured out all for ourselves how to 69 each other, and Frank
and Marvin did the same.
     I must have come over a half dozen times that afternoon. I keep
hearing about people who come once and then are exhausted and can't do it
again for hours or days. I never had that problem, a little dick soreness
was all I ever experienced, but as for having sex, I could keep it up all
day long. Which is sort of what we four boys did. It wasn't non-stop, the
game of Monopoly got started over again, but it was punctuated with breaks
while we sucked or played with each other's dicks. The rain finally stopped
about six o'clock that evening, and we only had occasional sprinkles of
rain the rest of that weekend.
     When Sis announced dinnertime, and we four boys pulled on our shorts
for the first time that day and went down, she beamed, "You boys have been
real good today." she said. "I fixed you all a very special dinner, but
there's one more catch."
     "What's that?" I wanted to know.
     "I've got Brett coming over in a little while." Sis confided in
us. "You boys keep quiet about him being here while our parents are away,
and I'll fix you the best lunch and dinner tomorrow you ever had!"
     We looked at each other and nodded. When Brett pulled up and Sis went
out to meet him, I asked Ted, "You think she's going to do him here
tonight?"
     "Probably." Ted agreed.
     I thought it over. "We can see into the living room easy enough. And
if we'll move the barrel from the side, we can climb up and see into my
parent's bedroom if they go in there."
     "Yeah!" Ted agreed. "Let's go move it now so they won't know about
it."
     Well, they chased us kids off to bed and we slipped out my window and
around to the living room window. They didn't notice four pairs of snooping
eyes for nearly ten minutes. We kids only got cold sandwiches for the rest
of the weekend...but it was worth it! My only regret about that weekend now
is that we didn't use the information we had about Sis and her boyfriend to
blackmail her into cooking for us after all!

				  THE END
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