Date: Wed, 30 Jun 2004 10:31:23 EDT From: GameShoWiz@aol.com Subject: The Wet Dream (II) "The Chocolate Friend" This is another chapter of my boyhood. It will make more sense to you if you read "The Wet Dream" first, but the story does stand on its own. These are mostly true experiences from my pubescent years. It involves family love, namely between my dad, my two elder brothers, my eldest brother's best friend, Charles, and me. If this sort of story offends you, or you are under 18, or if it is illegal (for whatever reason) for you to read this, please exit now. If you enjoy this tome, please send a comment or two to daddy2maggie@aol.com The "Maggie" in the e-mail address refers to my cat. The Wet Dream (II) "The Chocolate Friend" "Daddy!" 17 year-old Timmy yelled as he entered the back door. He had brought his new African-American friend, Charles, home from school. "Daddy! I'm home." "Daddy went to the pharmacy," said an adolescent voice from upstairs. They headed up to Timmy's 12 year-old brother's room. "Hey, Benji," Timmy said with surprise in his voice. "What are you doing home already? You don't get out of school until an hour after I do." "I came home sick today. Daddy went to get a prescription," Benji informed his brother. "Who's your chocolate friend?" Mortified, Timmy reprimanded, "Benji!" Charles let out a belly laugh. "We don't say things like that." "But Timmy," Ben insisted, "just last night I heard you say to Nicky, 'and he tasted sweet like chocolate, too.'" Totally embarrassed, Timmy groaned, "Oh, Benji." "Now, don't scold your little brother, Tim," Charles insisted in his deep baritone. Evidentially he was only repeating what he heard you say. And you did tell me I was like chocolate the other day. Apparently, you felt the need to share it with your other brother, Nick, and this one overheard. The verdict is 'innocent,' I say. Court adjourned." Charles walked over to Benji, who was tucked into bed. Putting his hand on Benji's forehead, Charles told him, "Hello, Benji. My name is Charles. I am Timmy's chocolate friend." "Hi, Charles, big chocolate boy," Benji laughed. "Jesus, what have I done?" Timmy mumbled under his breath. "Oh, lighten up, Tim," Charles insisted. "There's no harm. You're little brother is a sweet kid." "Yeah, sweet," Benji agreed. Timmy smiled, and admitted, "Yeah, he is that. So what's the matter with you, anyway?" "I threw up three times at school this morning," Benji informed them. "Daddy came and got me. Had to pull over once so I could puke on the side of the road." "Lovely," Timmy said sarcastically. "When did daddy leave." "About 5 minutes before you got home," Benji reported. "He went to pick up my anti-robotic." "No, Benji," Timmy laughed. "Anti-bi-otic." As they were laughing, the middle brother, Nick entered the room. "What's going on?" Nick asked. "Benji's sick, daddy's at the pharmacy picking up an anti-robotic, and," Timmy continued, "this is my friend Charles." "Charles, his chocolate friend," Benji interjected. "Oh, Charles," Nicky replied, raising his eyebrow. "So this is Charles." Extending his hand, he added, "Very pleased to meet you. I've heard a lot about you from Tim." "So I hear," Charles responded. "So what's the matter with the littlest brother?" Nicky inquired. "He's not the littlest, as you may recall from the other night," Timmy snickered. "Shut up, Timmy," Nicky insisted, elbowing Tim in the ribcage. "Benji, what's the problem?" Nicky asked, in a concerned tone. "Threw up at school. Dr. said it's a virus. I'm better now, though," Benji offered. "I haven't thrown up since I first got home at about 11:00." "Boy, first wet dreams, and now this?" Nicky joked, caressing his little brother's face. "We'll Charles and I are going to go to my room and do our homework," Timmy told his brothers. Walking out the door, they waved. "See ya." Nicky got up, closed the door, and sat back down on the edge of Benji's bed. "So, have you just been sleeping since you got home?" "Yeah, mostly, but when I woke up, I was hard, and started playing with myself," Benji confessed. There isn't much these two don't know about each other, seeing they share a bedroom. "Then daddy came in to tell me he was going to the pharmacy, so I stopped." "Well, it would appear you're feeling better," Nicky teased. "Just to make sure, though, why don't you let me have a look at that penis of yours. You know, sometimes a virus effects your penis and it's ability to...well...function." "Really?" Benji asked, wide-eyed. "I'm sure there's nothing wrong, Benji," Nicky connived, "but I'd better have a look, just to make sure." With that, Nicky pulled back Benji's covers to discover his half-hard penis was exposed. His little brother had already lowered the waistband of his white briefs down under his sizable testicles. It had been a few days, so Nick had forgotten how tremendous his baby brother's penis was. "Wow, little brother, I have to tell you again, you've got quite a cock there." With that, Nicky grabbed his brother's hardening cock and lowered his mouth onto it." "Geez, Nicky. Timmy has company in the next room," Benji worried. "Relax, buddy," Nicky reassured him, "something tells me he wouldn't have a problem with it if he were to hear or see something." Continuing to suck, Nicky started making moaning noises, really enjoying his treat. Benji started slowly fucking his brother's mouth. "Nicky, that feels so good," Benji moaned. "You're so good at that." "Mmmmmmmm," Nicky hummed. "Tastes so good, Benji." With that, a generous dollop of precum oozed from Benji's slit. "God, Benji, it's so good." Benji got a good fucking rhythm going, thrusting his bigboy cock into his brother's eager mouth. "Suck it, Nicky," Benji begged, picking up his fuck-pace. "Oh..geez, Nicky..I'm gonna make cream. Nicky...Nicky...Nicky...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh...aaaaarrrrrgggghhhhh..." he screamed as he squirted 7 or 8 ropes of sweet boy cream into his brother's mouth. Swallowing and savoring every drop, Nicky rested his face on Benji's belly, keeping his mouth wrapped tightly around his little brother's bigboycock. Timmy and Charles burst into Benji and Nick's bedroom. "What wrong?" Timmy gasped. Seeing what had just happened, Charles commented, "Doesn't appear to be anything wrong in here, Tim." Nicky looked up at them with a sheepish grin, and Benji's cum dripping down his chin. "Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh," Benji sputtered, as Nicky milked the last drops of love cream from his magnificent faggotcock. If you enjoyed this episode, let me know. I would love to know from where you come and what, specifically, you like about the piece. Thanks for reading.