Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2003 15:13:05 +0000
From: Monty A <amonty@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sex in the Family - Part Three

This is a story of fiction and involves sex between male family members.

Sex in the Family -- Part Three

After I finished showering, I got dressed. I pulled on a t-shirt and a pair
of shorts. I decided not to wear any underwear. I didn't know what to
expect at Barry's, but the thought of seeing him again in his tight speedo
was making me horny. I jumped on my bike and headed to his house.

I arrived at his house around ten. The neighbourhood was quiet. I rang the
doorbell and anxiously waited. Soon I heard someone approach the door from
the other side. Barry opened the door and smiled when he recognized me. He
said he was happy to see me and asked me to join him in the backyard.

He wasn't wearing the speedo he had on the day before. Instead he was
wearing a very short dressing gown. When we arrived in the backyard, Barry
bent down to pick some newspapers that were lying on the ground next to a
chair. As he did so, his robe moved up revealing his buttocks. I also got a
glimpse of his low- hanging ballsac. What a sight!

He motioned me to a chair and offered me something to drink. When he came
back with my drink, he said that he was going for a swim and asked me to
join him. I told him I did not bring my bathing suit. He replied that I did
not need one and with that, he removed his robe and dove naked in the
pool. I sat there for a while not knowing if I should join him or not. It
was a warm day, and a dip in the pool would sure feel good, but I was
afraid I'd have trouble keeping from having an erection.

In the end, I decided to go in the pool. I slowly removed my clothes and
then jumped in. Ahh, the water was so nice! I swam around for a while and
then grabbed on to an inflatable raft. I leaned on it from the side,
keeping my head and shoulders above water. Barry soon came to join me,
leaning on the raft from the other side and to my left. We started talking
while slowly floating on the water. Once in a while, I would feel his thigh
rub against mine. The first time that happened, I immediately had a
hardon. I was hoping Barry would not notice.

At first I thought his touching me was only an accident, but I figured it
was happening too often to be accidental. I was having more and more
trouble concentrating on our conversation. After a few minutes, Barry said
he was getting out. He stepped out of the pool and I watched him as he
walked to a chair on the patio. His cock was pointing straight in front of
him in a semi- erect state.

Since my own cock was hard, I decided to wait a bit before stepping out of
the pool. After a few minutes, my cock was back to its flaccid state and I
got out.  However, as soon as I was out of the pool, I felt the blood
pulsing back in my cock and it started growing. I continued to my chair and
sat down, all the while trying to act as if this was the most natural thing
in the world. I didn't dare look at Barry.

I sat there for a while, trying to think about all sorts of things except
about Barry and the fact that he was sitting in a chair next to me
completely nude.  Eventually, I was able to relax and stole a glance in
Barry's direction. His eyes were closed. His cock was soft and resting on
his ballsac. It was about four inches long was a big mushroom head. There
were a few droplets of water on his body. I stared at his cock a little
longer and then closed my own eyes.

The sun was warm, and the backyard was very quiet. Once in a while a bird
would chirp or the leaves would rustle in the slight breeze. A few times I
opened my eyes to see if Barry was still there. He hadn't moved at all. By
now the water droplets had evaporated and his golden-brown skin was
completely dry. I closed my eyes again and after a few minutes, I reopened
them and looked at Barry.

His eyes were still closed but this time his cock had moved. It was now
resting to the side on his thigh. It didn't seem to be longer, but it had
moved.  Again I closed my eyes, the image of his cock firmly embedded in my
mind's eye. A few seconds later, I opened my eyes and saw that Barry was
looking at me! He didn't say a word and I immediately closed my eyes again,
foolishly hoping he hadn't seen me look at him. I started having a tingling
sensation in my cock.

I looked at Barry again, and this time his cock seemed a little bigger. I
looked at his eyes and saw that he was looking at my own cock. I could feel
the blood pulsing in my penis. I looked at his cock again and saw that it
was definitely getting bigger and longer and straightening itself towards
his belly button.  I could feel my own cock move against my lower
belly. Soon his cock was hard and lifted up from his stomach. It was about
eight inches long with a big round mushroom head. Precum was now flowing
from mine.

He got up from his chair and walked towards me. He knelt beside my chair
and started caressing my cock and balls with his hand. His fingers moved to
the tip and he rubbed the precum on my cock head. He grabbed my cock and
gave it a few strokes, releasing more precum. He stopped and looked at me
and then bent down to take my cock in his warm mouth. What a feeling! I
couldn't hold it any longer and I shouted "I'm gonna cum!" Instead of
releasing my cock he simply held it in his mouth while I shot my load. He
swallowed every drop. My legs were shaking. I had never cum like this
before!

He let go of my cock and slowly rubbed it with his hands. He looked at me
and smiled. Then he got up and kissed me on the lips. I could taste my own
cum on his lips. As he leaned towards me, I felt the wet tip of his cock
rub against my arm. I grabbed his cock and started stroking it. I then
pulled him towards me and put his cock-head in my mouth. This was my first
attempt at sucking a cock.  I couldn't put the whole thing in my
mouth. Barry started moving his hips back and forth and moaning slightly.

All of a sudden I felt him tense up and he started shooting his load. The
first shot hit the back of my throat, taking me completely by surprise and
I almost gagged. I kept my lips around his cock, but I couldn't swallow his
cum fast enough and so it started spilling out of my mouth and onto my chin
and upper chest. When he was finished, Barry kissed me again and started
licking his own cum off my face and chest. When he was done, he asked: "How
about another swim?".

We both jumped in the water and swam for awhile. The rest of the afternoon
we spent it in the pool and soaking in the sun. When I left to return home
I asked him not to tell my father and he promised he wouldn't on the
condition that I came back to visit him sometimes. I replied: "It's a
deal!"

When I got home, my father had already arrived from work, changed into his
customary loose-fitting shorts and was busy preparing dinner. I told him
I'd spent the day at Barry's place, but I naturally omitted to say that we
had sucked each other off. He was glad that Barry and I had "hit it
off". We had a quiet dinner and then after washing the dishes we sat down
to watch some TV.