Date: Sat, 13 May 2006 22:19:34 +0000
From: PREPGUY
Subject: Tommy's Addiction -- Part 1

Tommy approached the front door and headed up his front steps, looking down
at his baseball uniform and began unfastening the buttons hugging his
chest.  His practice had run late and he was glad to get home.  As he
fumbled in his tight pants pockets to find his key, he waved back at the
neighbor that called hello to him from across the street.  To everyone on
his block, Tommy was the All-American kid -- good grades, well-mannered,
star athlete; blond, blue-eyed, tanned flawless skin, and the looks of a
teenage cover model.  He was short but well-built, with a thick neck and
the beginnings of muscles developing on his chest, arms, and legs.  His
face was beautiful, with a button nose and large full lips that, combined
with his preppy haircut made it hard for people to believe that he was now
already 15 years old.  What would have been harder for them to believe was
that in the last few weeks, Tommy had become addicted to giving oral sex to
his equally all-American 17 year-old brother.

	Tommy opened the door and stepped into his living room, calling out
that he was home.  Not surprisingly, no one was there.  He finished
unbuttoning his shirt and move towards the front sofa, laying on it on his
back.  His right hand immediately moved to his crotch, where a bulge had
formed.  He began to rub the mound briefly, then undid the laces of his
baseball pants and pulled the front down to expose his hardening cock.

	As he shut his eyes and leaned back, his palm stroked his rod and
within seconds it had stiffened to full mast.  He breathed heavily in
pleasure as he rubbed himself, opening his eyes again to admire his cock
and watch his fingers work it.  While his right hand stroked, he ran his
left hand across his bare chest, pushing the sides of his baseball shirt to
the side so his chest and nipples could be massaged.  He closed his eyes
again and began to fantasize being with one of his teammates who he had
just left practice with.  Matt was one of his best friends, but at this
moment Matt was just a body belonging to the most muscular boy he had ever
seen and whose baseball pants had driven him crazy for the past hour.  As
he undressed Matt in his mind and imagined going down on him, he pressed
himself against the sofa and began to moan in pleasure.  His horniness was
beginning to make him feel out of control with desire.

	As he heard the family clock ring four, he sat up.  He wished his
brother was home so he could try to seduce him, and knew he only had about
another 90 minutes before his Mom was likely to get home.  He stood up,
fastened his pants, and went up to his room to get the cellphone out of his
bookbag.  He sat down on his bed and dialed his brother's number, looking
hungrily at his brother's empty bed at the opposite side of the room in the
process. With his other hand he pulled his pants open and began rubbing his
hard cock again.

	"Yea?" Willie answered.

"It's me," Tommy said.

"Yea, I know, what's up?" Willie asked, already half knowing.

"When are you coming home?"

"I don't know," Willie said blandly.

"Can you come home now?"

"Why?" he asked slowly and knowingly.

Tommy paused for a second, surprised how unenthused his brother seemed.
"You know," he finally said.

There was a silence on the other end.  Tommy then heard other voices in the
background.  "Just do it tonight," Willie replied in a low tone.

"Who's with you?" Tommy asked.

"Hold on," Willie replied, apparently walking to a different spot to talk.
After a few seconds his brother's voice came across louder, obvious he was
now alone.  "I'm with Michelle at the 7-11.  And your boyfriend Tony's here
too," he said, emphasizing the word boyfriend in an insulting way.

"Tony Rossi?" Tommy asked eagerly.

"Yep."

"Did you tell him yet?"

"No.  You know fucking well I didn't tell him."  There was no way that
Willie thought he could tell his best friend that his little brother wanted
to blow him.  For one thing, Tommy would probably divulge what they had
been doing in their bedroom each night, and that could never get out.

"Tell him now," Tommy urged, knowing his brother would not.  "Or tell him
to come home with you now... I'll do you both together"

"Look, you little faggot.  I'm not going to do that.  I already told you
I'm not interested, and as far as Tony goes that was something you will
have to do yourself if you want it done."

"But he's your friend.  He won't talk to me unless you tell him first."

"He's not going to be interested.  And even if he is, you're fucking
fourteen years old.  You're too young for him."

"Fifteen."

"Whatever."

"You know I'm not too young."

"Look, what else do you want?"

"Can you come home... now?"

"Were you jerking off?"

"Yea."

"Good, finish the job."  Willie hung up.

"Fuck!" Tommy muttered, annoyed at his brother's attitude.  His thumb hit
redial, and his mind turned to the image of his brother's friend Tony.  By
the time Willie answered the phone again, Tommy's cock was starting to
throb again.

His brother answered but did not say hello.  Instead there was a pause, and
then he heard his brother's voice in the background say "It's for you."

Suddenly he heard Tony's deep voice asking curiously into the phone,
"Hello?"

In a bolt of fear, Tommy hung up the phone.  He was furious at his brother.
Frustrated, he lay back on his bed and decided to take care of himself.  As
he stared at his brother's empty bed, he imagined how it would have been if
either his brother or Tony had just shown up at his front door.



Of all the boys Tommy fantasized over (aside from his stud brother), Tony
was the one Tommy thought he had a real chance to have sex with.  Tony was
around their house all the time and they had known each other since little
kids, even though he was only Willie's friend and had always treated Tommy
like a little kid.  But more than the fact that they spent a lot of time
together in his house, Tommy knew for the past couple weeks that Tony might
be interested in letting him give him oral sex.

It began two weeks ago when, like many nights, Tony was over and he and
Willie were in the basement watching TV and talking about girls.  Tommy
could stay up later and had come down to join them, sitting down on the
sofa like he had a thousand times before to watch TV.  He had a crush on
Tony, and decided to sit next to him on the sofa instead of sitting in any
of the other chairs in the room.  Tony did not say anything to what was an
innocent enough act, and barely acknowledged Tommy's presence as he
continued to tell Willie what sounded like a pretty hot story about a girl
in their high school.

Tony Rossi is a good-looking Italian kid, with a very tight body matched by
the tight t-shirts and jeans he always seemed to wear.  Tommy noticed how
muscular Tony had become, and loved to look at him as much as he could
without seeming too obvious.  Tony was always joking and comfortable with
everybody, and seemed to have an incredible amount of confidence.  As Tommy
listened to Tony telling his story (about trying to unfasten a girl's
blouse in the back of a movie theater while she rubbed his crotch), he
recognized that Tony was not only very attractive but had a very sexual
energy about him.  He always seemed to be proud of his physique and seemed
always most interested in getting sex.

At some point in the story, Tommy noticed that Tony's hand adjusted his
crotch, and Tommy stared at what was an obvious bulge in Tony's jeans as he
continued his story (now about how he had unzipped his fly and tried
coaxing this girl to go down on him).  After a few minutes he finished his
story (the girl turned him down and ended up walking out on him and the
movie) and suddenly turned towards Tommy and said something that had stayed
in Tommy's mind ever since.

"I think your little brother likes looking at my cock," he said to Willie
while grinning at Tommy.  Tommy quickly looked up, staring guiltily at his
brother and shaking his head in denial.

"I saw you checking out my hard-on, man," Tony said, surprisingly
good-naturedly.  Tony spread his legs and placed a hand near his crotch, as
if seeming to invite Tommy to stare more.

"I was not," Tommy blurted.  Both boys laughed as Tommy appeared to turn
red.

"Come on, Tommy," Tony said gleefully.  His fingers now caressed his
crotch.  "You want to take it out and play with it?"

"You better not!" Willie joked, pointing at his brother.  Despite the
lightheartedness, though, for Willie, this had hit a nerve.  For the past
few weeks he noticed that he and his brother had a definite issue between
them, as he felt Tommy had shown an increasing physical attraction to him
that was beginning to become very noticeable when they were alone in their
room together.  "You calling my brother queer?" he exclaimed to Tony.  "All
Star 2006, nineteen home runs.  That's twelve more than you.  Tommy is an
All-American stud, right Tommy?"

"Yea," Tommy said, glad to hear his brother come to his defense.  He
reached over and punched Tony, liking the contact with his t-shirt and the
feeling of his fist against Tony's firm chest.  With that, Tony amiably
reached an arm around Tommy and began to pull him towards him.  With his
other hand he playfully grabbed the top of Tommy's blond head, lightly
pulling it down towards his legs.  Tommy twisted away and soon the two were
giggling in a wrestling match on the floor in front of the couch.  Willie
joined in and the three were soon using the wrestling moves they had been
learning at school.  Tony pinned Tommy to the ground, only to be pulled
onto the floor himself by Willie.

Willie was the strongest of the three, short and stocky like his brother
but with significantly more muscle from weight-lifting and sports.  Tommy
lay on the floor privately aroused as he watched the dueling forms next to
him.  Tony's legs slid across the carpet as Willie pinned him down, and
with neither looking, Tommy enjoyed the close-up view of Tony's muscular
thighs.  He was also aroused at the thick arms of his brother, and how
Willie's huge hands moved so freely on Tony's jeans and t-shirt as they
wrestled.  Tommy threw himself back on the pile, a futile effort to pin
either boy down but a great opportunity to run his hand up Tony's leg and
even put his face near Tony's crotch.

After a few more minutes, they heard the sound of the basement door opening
and heard Willie's and Tommy's mother yell down to stop the racket.  When
Willie protested, she ordered him upstairs.  Quietly cursing, Willie pulled
himself up from the floor and went up the stairs.  Tony still lay on the
floor, briefly alone with his friend's brother in the basement.

Tony looked at Tommy, and noticed Tommy's eyes again dart down to Tony's
crotch.  Both were still laughing and breathing heavily from the wrestling.
Tony moved a few inches across the floor towards Tommy, who shifted away
thinking Tony was going to wrestle him again.  Instead Tony simply stared
at him and proudly raised one leg so his crotch faced openly towards Tommy.

As Tommy looked first Tony's beautiful jeans and then up at Tony's hot
face, Tony raised his eyebrows invitingly and smiled broadly.

Tommy swallowed, nervously looking in Tony's eyes to gauge whether Tony was
razzing him or serious.  Tony's had a wide smile, which only seemed to be
more inviting than ever.  Tommy looked down at Tony's crotch again, which
Tommy now rubbed with two fingers.

"You got a hot mouth," he whispered.  "Just like your sister."  The two
looked at each other in silence.  Tony seemed to grow slightly serious and
whispered encouragingly, "You should put it to use."

This both annoyed and turned on Tommy.  More than a few people had
commented that his full red lips and cute face were very similar to his
sister Tammi's.  He did not like being compared to a girl, and in this case
it seemed to imply something very different about him than the masculine
image he enjoyed with his friends at school.  But alone in that basement,
he could not help but feel turned on by the suggestion Tony was making.

"Shut up," Tommy said good-naturedly.  The sound of his brother coming back
downstairs could be heard.  Tommy shook his head, not all that
convincingly, but made a point of slowly licking his lips as the two
continued to look at each other.

Willie looked at the two, having no idea of the interaction they had just
exchanged.  He flipped off the TV, kiddingly pointing Tony towards the
door.  "My Mom says, `go home,' man.  It's 11 o'clock.

The two brothers walked Tony up, Tommy's attention staying with Tony while
he put on his jacket to head home.  He had a throbbing erection as he
enjoyed the last parting glance from Tony, who nodded his head suggestively
towards Tommy as he closed the door behind him.

A few minutes later, both brothers were in their room getting ready for
bed.  As he always did, Willie pulled off his shirt and pants and headed
towards his bed with nothing on but his white Calvin Kleins.  Tommy usually
did the same, but this evening stood awkwardly with his khakis still on.
He did not want Willie to see the hard-on he still had in his pants.

They bumped into each other as they both went to turn off the computer in
the room.  "What was up with you and Tony?" Willie asked, looking directly
into Tommy's face.  The goofy expression on Tommy's face did not appear to
clear up Willie's question.  "You checking out another guy?" he asked
accusingly.

Willie already knew from months before that Tommy had downloaded hundreds
of pictures of gay porn onto a disc he hid and obviously did like guys.
Now was the time to see how into guys Tommy really was.

"No," Tommy said softly.  He moved to his bed, scared at what his brother
was going to say to him next.  As he stared back at Willie, he could not
but look -- yet again -- up and down Willie's beautiful frame.  His thick
neck and wide shoulders had grown a lot since school started.  Willie had
begun working out three days a week and it was really showing now.  Tommy
most liked how Willie's chest had begun to puff out, and could tell Willie
had worked his pecs that day after school.  Unlike other times when Tommy
would quickly look away, this time he continued to stare at his brother,
settling his gaze on his brother's Calvins.

Willie walked towards him, sensing his little brother's arousal and
deciding this time have it out with him.  "You are checking me out too.
Why don't you just admit it, you're gay."

Tommy swallowed nervously and looked at the ground.  The fact that he did
not say anything in protest spoke volumes.

"Jesus!" Willie said in quiet exclamation, making sure their parents or
sister could not hear the conversation.  "You like guys instead of girls."

Tommy shook his head in denial, and sat down on his bed.  His brother
approached the side of the bed, and Tommy could not help but gaze straight
ahead at his brother's white underpants and his muscular bare thighs.  As
he had done earlier that night with Tony, he decided to purposely lick his
lips -- a slow steady movement of his tongue across his mouth.

Willie noticed this and looked down at his own crotch.  He was beginning to
feel aroused himself, realizing for the first time that there was an actual
possibility that his little brother and he could have sex if he wanted them
to.  What excited him most was the instantaneity of it -- he could probably
get his brother to give him a blow job - right then and there.  This was an
opportunity Willie had never encountered before, and in some ways seemed
sick but in other ways seemed like a dream come true.

Tommy stood up in his bed so he could remove his pants.  As he tossed them
to the floor, the shape of his erection in his underpants became visible
once Tommy stood up straight.  Willie stared at it, as well as recognizing
that his brother had grown quite a bit in size and shape in his upper and
lower bodies.  His arousal continued.

Tommy sat back down on the bed, but this time sitting so his head was
somewhat closer to his brother's crotch.  Tommy stared directly at Willie's
underpants, moving his glance down his legs and then up his stomach and
chest, to finally look his brother in the face.  Willie had an expression
on his face Tommy had never seen before.  As Willie's hand moved to adjust
his waistband, Tommy looked down and saw that his brother's cock was
beginning to poke forward behind the white cotton.  Tommy licked his lips
again, watching the shape of Willie's cock grow in size in front of him.

Willie bent over towards his brother's ear and whispered.  "Dude, do you
like my body?"  There was no anger in Willie's voice, and Tommy could tell
Willie had shifted to a horny curiosity.

Tommy paused and, sensing his brother wouldn't mind, nodded.

Willie swallowed, then turned his head toward their door nervously.  He
could not believe it, but he found himself walking towards the door and
locking it, something he only did the rare times he had been able to bring
a girl into the room (and never had gotten farther than second base in
those cases).  Staring at the back of his nearly naked brother as he
carefully twisted the doorknob lock excited Tommy greatly.  His legs and
back were hot, and his ass filled his shorts incredibly.  His heart pounded
and his cock began to throb like it never had before.

Willie turned around, his erection now extremely visible as a huge bulge
spreading sideways towards his left hip.  Their eyes locked in surprise and
nervous anticipation, Willie began sauntering back towards his brother.
Each barefoot step of his seemed to raise Tommy's level of excitement more
and more.

Soon Willie towered over Tommy again, his bulging underpants less than a
foot from Tommy's face.  Willie leaned over again.  "Do you like my cock?"
he whispered.

"I don't know.  I can't see it," Tommy stammered.

With that, Willie's thick fingers reached behind the elastic of his
underpants and pulled them down, Willie's cock bouncing out and immediately
laying upwards flat against his six-pack abs.  Tommy was stunned.  He had
seen pictures of many beautiful cocks on the Internet but had never seen
the real thing.  And he had seen Willie naked many times and had fantasized
over his body a hundred times, but never realized how incredible it would
be to not just be nearer his body but his cock too.

"You want it?"

Tommy nodded.

His brother whispered again.  "You know I love to get blowjobs," he
murmured.  Tommy knew that, a topic of dozens of late-night conversations
they had shared in the past couple years, and nodded.  "Do you want to give
me one?"

Tommy nodded again.  He could not speak.  He just stared at the hard cock
in front of his face.

"Then do it," Willie whispered, disbelieving what he was actually speaking
to his little brother.  Tommy's wide blue eyes looked at him.  The site of
his brother's face looking up at him from below his exposed cock seemed
both strange and appealing to Willie.  He had always thought Tommy had an
amazingly good-looking face.

Willie leaned closer towards the bed, until his cock made contact with
Tommy's face.  Immediately Tommy opened his mouth and began to kiss and
lick his brother's cock hungrily.  His hands reached around Willie's strong
legs and planted themselves on Willie's asscheeks, pulling his brother
closer to him.  He slid onto the floor, his knees astride Willie's ankles.
He madly ran his mouth and tongue up and down his brother's shafts,
alternately kissing his brother's stomach down to his balls and up the
length of the cock again.  He loved the pungent smell, and could not
believe how exciting it was to feel the rubbery skin of a hard cock banging
against his soft cheeks and nose.

Willie's right hand reached down to his cock and he carefully inserted it
between his brother's lips, which had opened wide in anticipation.  Tommy
immediately adjusted, and shifted forward to enjoy the taste and sensation
of Willie's cock in his mouth.  This was an incredible sensation for both
boys.

"Holy shit," Willie exclaimed quietly.  He could not believe what was
happening, or how effective his brother had proven to be in taking care of
him.

As Willie liked to do with his girlfriends (when they would let him), he
held Tommy's head and began to sway forward and backward in Tommy's mouth.
Tommy pulled back slightly as he found it difficult to breathe, but was
careful to always keep his brother's cock in his mouth.

"Yea," he said contentedly, looking up at the ceiling.  Looking down at his
brother again, he softly whispered, "Suck me off," several times.

Tommy responded with a kind of nod, then looked up into his brother's face
for the first time since he had begun to suck him.  Willie could not
believe the image of his brother staring up at him with his cock in his
mouth and his head bouncing up and down just like a girl would.

"Jesus Christ!" he gasped.

Tommy returned his attention to the cock in his mouth, recognizing that
Willie was beginning to thrust his cock deeper into his throat.  This must
be heaven, he thought to himself as he began to quietly moan approval each
time the cock slid back and forth between his lips.

Willie began to squeeze Tommy's shoulders and hold his head in a way that
soon the two boys hit a kind of rhythm.  After a couple minutes, Willie was
quietly panting as his thrusts sped up and Tommy obediently kept his
sucking going, very much impressing his brother.  He was especially
surprised at how Tommy's mouth was so perfectly fitting his cock, and
seemed to have a natural technique that had him ready to come much faster
than any other blowjob he had ever experienced.  Soon Willie's knees began
to wobble.

Tommy kept his pace going, unaware of Willie's condition until he felt the
sudden thrust of Willie's pelvis against him and then the shooting of
liquid into the back of his throat.  Tommy immediately pulled back,
Willie's cock leaving his lips for the first time since they had started.
As he listened to quiet moans from his brother and watched the muscles on
his arms and chest heave as he thrust towards Tommy's face, a second load
of cum gushed directly onto his face.

"Oh God you're hot," Willie quietly wailed as he watched Tommy's tongue
extend to lick the rope of cum that ran along the length of his face.  At
the same time Tommy opened his mouth wide and took Willie's cock back
between his lips, just in time to enjoy a third blast of cum over his
tongue.  Both boys moaned from different pleasure points, and Tommy resumed
a loving sucking motion until Willie's cock finally relaxed.

Willie pulled out of Tommy's mouth and stood back.  Tommy looked up at him,
smiling and appearing proud.

"Unfuckingbelievable!" Willie exclaimed, also smiling.

Tommy thought Willie would kiss him, but noticed Willie did not appear
interested in that.  He grabbed the t-shirt that had been next to him on
the bed and began to wipe off his cock.

"You got a talent there, Tommy, I got to say."

"It was awesome," Tommy whispered energetically.  "I loved it."

Willie could not believe what he was seeing or hearing.  He thought to
himself, the kid that he had watched for years excelling at sports,
flirting with girls, being the most popular kid in his class was now in
front of him smiling delightedly at having just sucked his cock -- and
swallowed a mouthful of cum to boot.  He would have expected that from some
guy in Greenwich Village, maybe, but not from Tommy.  Incredible.

Willie stammered to his bed, ignoring his brother's comments about his own
cock ready to explode.  As they turned out the lights, he did glance to
watch the unmistakable silhouette of his brother masturbating, and rolled
over in a daze as he listened to his brother's gasps of final pleasure.

For Tommy, this was just the beginning.