Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2012 17:31:22 -0400
From: svustabler@gmail.com
Subject: The Brothers Scott: Part 1

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The Brothers Scott: Part 1


As I woke up in the morning, I stretched. It was a Saturday and I didn't
have to do anything all day. As the sun shined through my windows, I rose
from the bed. I was just wearing my boxers from the previous day. Well,
boxer-briefs, CK, light blue with black piping. I noticed that I had a
boner. I smile as I felt my morning wood with my left hand. I had this
amazing dream last night about the current object of my lust.

Let me introduce myself. My name is Justin. I am 15 years old. I have been
told that I am very pretty. Not handsome but pretty. I have short blonde
hair, ocean-blue eyes with flaxen skin. Even though, I am relatively
skinny, I have rosy cherub cheeks with a wide smile. My lips are plump, red
and very inviting. As for my body, my chest and stomach are lean. No fat,
but not much muscle either. I think all the fat is in my ass. It was a
round, bubble sized that would fill out my jeans nicely. I thought it was
my best asset and the best source of pleasure was playing with it. My other
source of pleasure is my 6 and half inch dick. It was 6 inches of creamy,
white flesh with a purple, swollen head when I was aroused. My dick is
still growing, but right now, it is 6 and half inches. I was circumcised. I
hated it. I had always wished that I was uncut like my brother.

I looked like my mother's side of the family. They are aesthetically Aryan,
with light skin, blonde hair and blue eyes. My brother Toby looked like our
father's side of the family. His skin was an olive shade. His jaw chiseled
and his eyes were brown ovals, wise beyond his year. His hair was a mess of
brown curls. Age 18, he also towered over me at 6'2". As I was a mere
5'6'. That had earned him the coveted star forward role on the basketball
team. His body was also all lean muscle. Many times he walked around shirt,
sweat glistening on his cut 8-pack and V-shaped pelvis muscles. Their
destination was his pride and joy. A beautiful 8 and half inch penis. We
shared a room until last year and on occasional I got to see it in all its
glory when he first woke up in the morning. I lusted to touch it... among
other things.

I thought about my brother's body often. I longed to tell him how I felt
towards him, but I could never muster the courage to relay my lustful
thoughts. Besides, I am sure he would kick my ass if I did so.

As I rose from the bed, my boner stuck out at a 90 degree angle. I couldn't
go downstairs like this so I thought about jacking it off to start my day
off. I touched myself daily, occasionally two or three times a
day. Although, I figured I would have plenty of time for that all
weekend. My parents were going to my grandparents' for a week and leaving
me and Toby alone. I would probably be alone all week as for Toby had said
that he was going to be busy with his friends and "banging all the pussy he
could be." If he only knew what pussy I wanted him to bang...

After wrapping myself in a light blue robe, to hide my hard-on, I left my
room and ventured downstairs. My parents were already dressed. My mom was
making eggs as Dad sat and read the newspaper.

"Hey, Dad," I said, sitting down across from him.

"Morning, son," he said, not bothering to look up from his paper. I was
used to that. My dad was a lawyer, who specializing in intellectual
property. I didn't know what that was, but he always said that the
invention of the internet was what had made him rich.

"Want some breakfast?" my mother asked, looking and smiling at me.

"Sure," I replied. I reached under the table and rolled my dick between my
thumb and forefinger. It was still rock hard. I closed my eyes and breathed
in and out slowing, willing it to go down. It was then that my brother
walked into the kitchen. He was wearing nothing but his boxers. That didn't
help my boner at all.

"Toby, honey, want anything to eat?" my mother asked him, as he opened the
refrigerator, bending slightly over. I tried not to look at his ass. I was
unsuccessful.

"No, Mom. I gotta get dressed and head out. I am meeting some of my friends
at the mall," he said. He had grabbed a bottle of apple juice. He took gulp
it down. His chest was slightly heaving as he swallowed. Mom was busy at
the stove and Dad still didn't take his eyes off of his newspaper. I stare
at Toby's body. It was perfect. The muscles in his chest popped as he
swallowed the apple juice. His nipples were hard from the slight chill in
the air. I licked my lips, thinking about how it would feel to lick one of
them, hearing him moan...

I shook my head and quickly snapped out of it. My boner was already
straining the fabric of my underwear and now by know would surely be
visible through my robe if I was to stand up. There would probably be a big
wet spot in my boxers by the time I finished breakfast if I didn't stop
thinking about Toby.

"What are you and your friends going to do tonight?" Mom asked Toby. She
put a plate full of food in front of me. I would only get through half of
it, probably.

"I don't know. Just cruise the mall and play some basketball probably," he
replied. He had finished the rest of the juice and sat the empty container
on the counter as he grabbed a bagel from the bag Mom had on the counter.

My mom sighed, picked up the bottle and walked over to the trash
can. "Well, remember that you have to be home by 5. I don't want your
little brother home alone all day."

"Oh, Mom," I started. "I'm 15 years old. I can stay home by myself."

"Yeah, Mom. I got things to do and I don't have time to play babysitter,"
Toby sighed.

My mother shook her head and looked at my father. He didn't look up from
his paper. "Sheldon!" she yelled.

"What?" he said, still not looking up from the paper.

My mother sighed again and grabbed the paper from his hand. "Talk to your
sons."

Dad looked puzzled.

"You are useless," she shook her head again and threw the paper back at
him. Dad smiled and winked at us.

"Toby, Justin, I want you to promise that you will not throw any
parties. No more than two friends over at a time. And no girls. Let me
repeat myself. NO girls," she said, looking from Justin to me then glaring
at Justin again.

"Ugh, I promise Mom," he said, mockingly, making the Boy Scout finger
symbol. He hopped up to sit on the counter and spread his legs a little. I
looked over and could slightly see up the leg on his boxers. I turned my
head as not to look too long. I didn't want to get caught staring at my
brother's dick in full view of my parents.

"Me too, Mom," I said, stuffing a fork full of food into my mouth. I don't
know about Toby, but I wasn't planning on inviting any girls over. Just my
best friend Kyle and his collection of gay porn that he had bribed a
college guy to buy for him.

"Well, I just want to make sure that you know that we are trusting you
two..."

"Oh, for God's sake, Linda, will you let it rest? I am sure they aren't
going to host some drug-fueled sex orgy," Dad said, looking at my mother.

"Oh, he lives," Mom replied. Her eyes dared Dad to challenge her. Dad
sighed and rose from his chair. He put his hands on Mom's shoulders.

"Honey, these are good boys. I am sure they are going to fine and respect
the rules of the house, okay?" Dad said, slightly smiling.

Mom's glare broke and she smiled. "Yes, Sheldon, you are right." Dad hugged
her and winked at us. Then the door bell rang."Oh, that's the cab," she
said, breaking Dad's embrace, walking out the kitchen to answer the door.

"Okay, boys, I was your age once too, so I am not going to pretend like the
minute me and your Mom leave, you two aren't just going to do whatever the
hell you want anyway," he said, looking between us. "Let’s just play this
'don't ask, don't tell.'"

"Huh?" Toby asked.

I rolled my eyes. "He means that if we don't tell him what happens, he
won't ask. Idiot."

"Fuck you," Toby exclaimed.

"Hey!" Dad said, turning his head toward Toby.

"Sorry, Dad," Toby said. Dad looked back at me and Toby mouthed, "Fuck you"
again.

"Yeah, that's what I mean," Dad continued. "Also, like your Mom, no girls
and she meant it. But again, I was 15 and 18 once too. If you need them..."
Dad reached into his pocket and pulled out two boxes of condoms.

"Awesome!" Toby said, hopping off the counter, grabbing at the box in Dad's
left hand.

"Well, I just want you to be safe," he said. He handed the other box to
me. I looked at them.

"How many are in here?" Toby asked, studying the box.

"I think 6," Dad responded. "But if you need more. Use the credit card we
left for food and emergencies."

I laughed. Emergency condoms. "That's okay, I will just use Toby's. I am
sure dickweed here won't need them," Toby said, grabbing the box from my
hand and mussed up my hair.

"Fuck you," I said, trying to move away from his hands.

"He wouldn't know what to do with a pussy if it was spread in front of his
face," Toby laughed.

Dad sighed. "Can't you two at least pretend that I am still here before you
completely ignore what good manners are and talk like fools?"

Toby looked blankly at Dad.

"Sheldon! Let’s go!" Mom yelled, as she walked back into the kitchen. She
kissed me on the cheek and then she kissed Toby. "I am going to miss you
boys very much!" She hugged both of us together as Dad exited the kitchen
to load their suitcases into the cab.

"We will miss you too, Mom," I said, as I wrapped my arms low enough around
Toby to feel his muscular ass. Hopefully, he wouldn't notice. Mom retained
her embrace for about a minute. "Okay, Mom, you are killing us."

Dad came into the kitchen to tell Mom that the car driver had loaded their
luggage into the car and they had to go now. Mom kissed us one more time as
Dad hustled her out of the door and into the cab. Toby and I waved as the
driver started the cab and then drove off.

Toby shoved me inside the house and slammed the door. "Sweet. A fuckin'
whole week without Mom and Dad. This is gonna be awesome," he
exclaimed. "Except for the fact they left me with your little bitch ass."

He could be a real dick sometimes. "Fuck you, Toby. I am not gonna put up
with your shit all week so if you don't like me being here, you can just
fuckin' suck my balls," I said. He was really getting on my nerves with his
attitude this morning.

He looked shunned. Then smiled. "Wow, little bro. Calm down. I am just
busting your balls." He rustled my hair again. My anger broke and I looked
at him and smiled. He smiled back and replied "If you want, you can hang
with me and Freddy tomorrow night. And a few of the other guys from the
basketball team."

Wow. He was inviting me to hang with his friends. He never did that. They
were all seniors. "Really?" I tried not to be too awestruck.

"Yeah, we are gonna get some girls over here too. I think Kenny has a
little sister your age. You could probably fuck her if you wanted," he
said.

I blinked. I was a little stunned that he was talking to me like I
was...Well, one of his friends. "Umm..." I started. "That sounds cool." It
really didn't.

"Cool. Nice tits on her, little bro," he said, holding out his hands to
signify that she was, indeed, well-endowed. I looked down, blushing as he
said that. He looked at me, puzzled and then grinned. "Hey, are you still a
virgin?"

I looked from side to side. Technically, I was still a virgin. "Ummm..." I
hesitated.

"Wow, bro, you are," he chuckled, nervously. "Well, no shame. I mean, we
were all virgins once." He laughed. "That explains why your room always
smells like stale cum." I started to blush even more. He noticed and
rustled my hair again. "Don't worry about it, bro. I mean, we all jack
off. When I was 15, I used to do it like 2, 3 times a day."

"What?" I said, stunned that he was talking about his masturbation habits.

"Yeah, dude," he said as he jumped up to sit on the counter again. "Used to
beat it constantly." He said it so casually. "I had to. Otherwise I would
have constantly had a boner. Still do sometimes. You know, like before I
sleep. Or in the morning."

I was starting to get hard again as he talked about this.

"Like when I wake up in the morning and I got a raging piss hard-on. I
gotta jack it till it goes down," He looked into my eyes as I said it.

I had to leave right away before my dick grew to its full glory and I was
exposed.

"But now," he continued. "I only jack in the mornings and at night. I got
pussy that loves my meat." And then he cupped his dick.

That was it! I laughed, nervously and said that I had to go take a shower
because Kyle came over. I smiled nervously at him and exited as fast as I
could out of the kitchen. After I was safely in my room, I closed the door
and laid on the bed.

I stared at the ceiling. My brother was just talking to me about jacking
off and fucking girls. I looked down at my dick. It was rock hard. I put my
right hand in my boxers and felt it. It was silky smooth and I moaned as I
softly stroked it up and down. I decided that I would get totally naked. I
wanted to enjoy my body fully. I threw off the bath robe. I pulled down my
boxers and threw them across the room.

I laid back out on my bed, fully naked. I breathed slowly, in and out, as I
rubbed my hands up and down my smooth body. I had a little hair around my
dick and balls, but the rest of my body was totally smooth. I liked that. I
licked my finger and twirled it around my left nipple and pinched it. Mmm,
that felt so good. I rolled it between my thumb and index finger as I
placed my hand on my dick again.

I thought about my brother. He said that he jacked off a lot. I imagined
him, stroking his dick. I licked my lips. I would have loved to suck on it
so that he never had to jack off again. I closed my eyes and moaned. As I
played with my nipple, I massaged my balls, slowly pulling them. That made
me moan. "Toby..." I sighed. I stroked my cock up and down as I pictured
him doing the same. I imagined him roaming his hands up and down his
skin. I wanted to do the same. I wanted to feel his dick throbbing in my
hands and I wanted to tease the head of it with my tongue. "Toby...please
give me your dick," I said, thinking about being on my knees, sucking on
his cock.

Oh, I was getting so close. I abandoned my nipple play and used the other
hand to play with my balls. They ached. My load was churned and begging to
be released. I moved further down with my right hand and began playing with
my ass. I moaned louder. I didn't want to be too loud. I didn't want Toby
to hear me. But it felt so good. I started penetrated my virgin hole. Me
and my best friend had jacked off and sucked each other, but I hadn't been
fucked yet. When I thinking about being fucked, I thought about Toby.

I rubbed my asshole before licking my middle finger and sliding it inside
me. I moaned again. Oh, god. It felt warm and velvet. "Fuck me, Toby," I
moaned, softly under my breath. I wanted him inside me so bad. I thought
about his body, dripping with sweat as I was on top of me. I thought about
looking in his eyes as he slipped deeper inside me. Fuck, I am gonna cum. I
shoot my load all over my belly and hand. I was breathless as I opened my
eyes.

"Oh god," I said, softly to myself. I looked down. Cum had shoot over of my
pale stomach and it oozed all over my hand. I sat up in the bed and I
brought my hand up to my mouth and licked it. I always ate my load after I
jacked off. It made for easier clean-up. Besides, I thought it tasted
good. I licked the dripping jizz off the palm of my hands and sucked it off
my index finger and thumb. I looked across the room at my mirror as I sat
there, sucking my cum-covered fingers. I looked like such a slut. Like one
of the guys from the porn movies that me and Kyle watched. I smiled to
myself and continued to clean myself. I scooped up some of the leftover cum
from my stomach and licked it off the palm of my hand.

All over, I thought when I looked in the mirror. My skin still glistened a
bit from where the cum had landed, but I would just wash that away when I
showered...maybe. I thought about what me and Kyle would do when he came
over. I smiled. I was sure I would be eating more cum. I giggled to myself
and then I looked at the door. Hmm, it was cracked.

"That's weird," I mumbled to myself. I could have sworn I shut it closed. I
opened it slowly and peeked outside. I didn't see anyone. I shrugged and
closed it. Then I went to look at myself in the mirror again. I rubbed my
nipples again with one hand on each nipple. I was getting horny again. I
loved touching myself. But no, I thought. I had to shower and didn't want
to be too drained for when Kyle come over. He had promised that we would
try this new Freshjack thing that he had bought from the older brother of
one of his friends. I sighed and grabbed my robe from off the floor. I put
it on, opened the door and walked across the hall into the bathroom.

What I didn't see was my brother Toby, hiding down the hall, around the
corner by the staircase....




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