Date: Thu, 15 Nov 2007 14:41:35 -0800 (PST)
From: Rover
Subject: Toilet Training Tommy Pt. 3

 Part 3- the contest and prize

Brad awoke early the next morning. He wanted to check up on his little
brother Tommy before he awoke his friends for the contest. He was a
little concerned that his little bro might have overdone it the last few
days. What a suprise it had been to see Tommy turn from a little "pain in
the ass" kid bro to his friends boi-toy! He shook his head, he never
would have guessed at this turn of events.

Tommy was still curled up with Jessie in Tommys room. He looked so
angelic and contented, laying there. Brad glanced at his friend Jessie as
well. What a hunk! He really was ripped, with a still nearly hairless
muscled chest and powerful arms. Tommy looked so small beside him. After
their long night of fucking neither had replaced Tommys diaper and his
bottom showed still bright red with blotches of dried cum here and there.

Gently he shook his brother awake, and steered him towards the shower.
While soaping him he looked over the boys body appraisingly. No obvious
marks or injuries. "You ok with all this bub?" he asked quietly. His
brother grinned an impish grin in reply. "Ready to rock!" he laughed
grabbing for Brads cock.

"Hold your horses" Brad admonished, "I was just checking if you were
really up for the contest." Tommy only rolled his eyes in reply.

In reality, Tommy was having the time of his life. These teens fucking
him were his heroes. The ones he cheered for at games and meets, the ones
that he never thought would even take the time to say "hi" to him. Their
rough fucking did hurt. His little bottom felt every vein as they entered
him and stretched his little hole, but the intensity that rushed through
his little body overcame the painful starts and well, just the way his
heroes looked at him made him want then all the more.

Brad shook his two friends awake and issued each their "regulation"
contest outfit consisting of a pair of white briefs and a white muscle
shirt. Jessie looked like his would burst as his barrel chest barely fit
in Brads tee, and Shawns oversized cock was a tight fit in the briefs.

The teens, as most are, were competitive about nearly everything, so a
contest came naturally for them. The competed in school, on the track, at
games and for the hottest girls; nearly everything was a game to them.

None of the boys had pissed that morning as Brad had warned them that the
first contest would be unloading the nights buildup. All three furiously
drank water, adding to their discomfort as Brad put their names on a
board with room for their scores. He reminded them too, of the prize.
Tommy would belong to the victor for the next day!

Each of the three thought of what they would do with the prize if they
won. Brad thought of the toys he had accumulated to try on his bro,
Jessie blushed thinking of how Tommy would look in his sisters clothes
and makeup while Shawn mulled over his idea of winning enough points to
be elected team captain next month.

Meanwhile Brad had drug a little wading pool in from the deck and placed
Tommy in it. A mark was put on the floor. The idea, Brad had explained
was to simply piss from the mark as long as possible on Tommy. Any that
landed in his mouth was an extra point.

Jessie had a problem though. Just as Brad had started the countdown,
Jessie's teen cack had started to slowly harden. Looking at little Tommy,
naked and looking up longingly at him had caused the problem. Jez that
kid is hot Jessie muttered before calling "time!"

Brad allowed a 5 minute cooling off period. Both Jessie and Shawn raced
to the showers, putting the water on "cold".

Reassembled, Brad was the first on the line-up. Immediately he wished he
had followed the other boys to cool off. His cock was just aroused enough
to dampen the flow of piss. A low arch of pee fell short of its mark.
Shawn was up next. A steady stream sprayed on Tommy. 10 seconds, 15 then
20. Tommy was saturated and was happily drinking down the fluids that
landed in his mouth. Wow! 37 seconds Brad exclaimed as he wrote down
Shawns score.

Jessie looked downright uncomfortable as he stepped up to the mark. He
had drunk way too much water in preparation and his stomach and bladder
were both in pain. Without waiting for the call, he started a steady
stream on Tommys face. The piss rained down on Tommy far faster than he
could possibly slurp it down, so he let the liquid run down his cheeks
and pool under his head, soaking his blonde hair. 45 seconds later the
much relieved Jessie shook off the last drops and high fived his buddies.
He had won the first round!

The next round was at the same setting with the title "target shooting".
The idea was to jack a load on Tommy with his mouth the bulls eye. Eyes
were an extra point, anything below the neck out of bounds.

Brad was up first again. Jacking to close to cumming he took careful aim.
The direction part was easy but how much to compensate for arc? One, two,
three and fire away! The first rope hit Tommys chin and the next two were
right on the bulls eye! Brad grinned at his friends as he marked the
score and Tommy licked the cum down with the enthusiasm most boys have
for ice cream.

Jessie, a little overconfident from his first round win spewed wide to
the left but did get two ropes on Tommys cheek. Shawn, aiming carefully
managed to match Brad with one shot hitting his mouth and one perfect eye
shot. It was going to be a tight match.

The contestants all relaxed for the next hour, sprawling on the couch and
getting recharged for the biggest round, the fucking contest. This had
the most points possible, so each knew that they had a shot at the prize.
Brad set up the clock and the rules.

"This event will be timed" he said. "The clock starts when you bury your
cock in Tommy and your balls hit his ass". He looked a bit guiltily at
Shawn when he said that, as he had made up that rule with Shawn in mind.
Shawn's cock was really big, huge in fact and he had been having trouble
all weekend getting the monster entirely into Tommy. Mostly he had just
inserted the first 3-4 inches and fucked him that way. The thing was not
only long but thick too. Shawn was hung like a horse but had a clear
disadvantage in this contest. In all reality the race was between Brad
and Jessie.

Tommy was in full swing during the break. He was loving every minute of
this week and had already decided in his mind that he was going to see
more of these studs this summer. To say tommy had decided he was gay is a
bit of an understatement. Tommy went to each of the relaxing contestants,
nuzzling their cocks and sack, and kissing their chests. More quickly
that they had planned the contestants were up and ready. This contest
would take awhile as the teens had been cumming so much lately that they
were gaining control. Also Brad had scheduled a 15 minute break for Tommy
between contestants.

Brad was up first again. After oiling his brothers ass and taking careful
aim, he carefully buried his 6 inch cock to the hilt in one stroke. Slap!
His balls hit Tommys ass and the clock started. With Tommy on all fours
in front of him Brad methodically set a long distance runners pace. He
was in for the long haul and as a track star knew how to pace himself.
Slap, slap, went the steady sound as he settled into a nice easy rythum.
5 minutes, 10 minutes, this was going to be his round. Clearing his mind,
he concentrated on the long fuck ahead. His brother, realizing this was a
different fuck, set up a slow steady moan as he accepted the steady
merciless ramming in his tender ass.

Suddenly Brad heard a slurping sound. looking up he saw Jessie's cock in
Tommys mouth. Jessie seeing what was happening and trying to keep Brad
from walking away with the prize had fed his cock into Tommys mouth to
distract him. It worked too. Losing his concentration his cock unloaded
into Tommy and ended his turn. Still 28 minutes was pretty good. He had
never lasted that long in his life and was pretty proud of his
accomplishment.

Jessie was up next. With a wrestlers build, he also had a wrestlers
style. Agressively he shoved his hard 6 incher in to the hilt. Tommy
cried out and felt the fast paced ramming start slamming his bottom. Hard
and fast as a jackrabbbit he went, leaving Tommy panting
hard. After 10 minutes his back arched and he slowed down to enjoy the
intense orgasm. He might not have won but, it sure felt good!

Tommy recovered quickly from the fucking and fondled Shawns huge cock
during the break. How he loved looking at it! He knew he was becoming
obsessed with big cocks and hard bodies and Shawn had both and then some.

Brad felt the confidence of a win coming on. If he had studied his frined
closer though he would have noticed a conpetitive glint in Shawn's eye.
He knew his huge cock was a disadvantage, but a strategy was forming.
Like his football coach always reminded him, "no pain no gain."

Watching the clock, at the final countdown he pushed Tommy roughly from
his lap and slapped his red butt cheeks. "Take it, slut". he barked and
rammed his huge cock into the boy to the hilt. His balls slapped and
Tommy screamed at the same time. Then with the power and tempo of the
trained athlete he was he gripped Tommy with his hands and continued the
fuck.

"Hey, be careful with my bro!" Brad yelled. In a flash he knew his
buddies strategy, and it didn't include taking it easy on Tommy.

"Give?" grunted Shawn between thrusts. "Say uncle."

Brad glanced at his brother. he wanted to win but......."Ok, uncle. You
win," Brad said crossly.

It was little Tommy that stepped in though. "Shawn, take it easier on
me," he said through clenched teeth. "Don't stop though, please don't
stop.

Shawn, taking the cue from Tommy relaxed his pace and continue the
pounding. Jez, he loved the little butt and how it made him feel. It was
so tight every vein was straining. When he came he was gasping harder
than any of the others had and Tommy was working his little ass to the
thrusts.

Afterwards, as they relaxed in Brads room, they argued good naturedly
about who was the winner. Tommy, already refreshed after a nice long soak
in the tub playfully licked and nibled at the three boys cocks. They had
all readily agreed with his suggestion that the remainder of the day be
dedicated to improving his oral abilities.

Brad still claimed the championship since he had fucked the longest and
Shawn stuck to the consesion by Brad.

It was Tommy who settled the arguement. "You are all winners", he said
dreamily, and there is plenty of me to go around.

By the end of the week the three teens had to admit that Tommy was right.
There was plenty of Tommy to satisfy them all. Shawn had successfuly
lured the competing team captain into a trap with Tommy. The photos would
be more than enough to assure he would not run against Shawn for the
captains position. Jessie had his chance to dress up Tommy in his sisters
clothes and then pull the skirt down and fuck him. They all agreed he did
look cute that way. Brad had experimented with his toys, though Tommy
claimed they didn't come close to the real thing.

Best of all, Brad mused as his friends helped him clean up the house in
prepration for his parents return, Tommy really was toilet trained. For
the last three nights the boy had not had an accident. It had  been a
play for the attention from the older boys afterall.

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As Brad and Tommys parents sped down the interstate towards home the
father was in his usual sullen mood. As usual his wife had annoyed him
the whole trip with her pert cheeriness. "Should be drive through divorce
joints in Vegas too" he muttered.

"What?" his wife inquired.

"Oh nothing" he snapped back. "Just wondering what kind of mess those
bratty boys have left us. That sissy son of yours Tommy, why can't
he.........well besides that Brad probably had parties and girls over.
Yep, bet the place is just trashed".

With that the two pulled into the drive, already planning how to break
the news to the boys of their next business trip the following month. The
mother, especially, knew how hard that was going to be on her boys.