Date: Tue, 3 Aug 2010 19:41:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: While Minding Kevin - 2

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While Minding Kevin - 2

Mornings always seemed chaotic. While Shaun showered, Kevin was brushing
his teeth at the sink.

"What time do you have to be at the park?" Shaun called over the sound of
the water.

"Eight thirty," Kevin said, spitting out a gob of toothpaste.

Shaun finished shampooing his hair, turned to give his body a final rinse,
and then shut off the spray. He opened the shower door. His cock and balls
swung back and forth as he stepped onto the bathroom rug.

"Grab me a towel?"

Kevin opened the linen cupboard and tossed one to his brother.

"Thanks," Shaun smiled as he started drying off.

Kevin, in just a pair of boxers, stepped to the toilet. He pulled his dick
out, eased the foreskin back and started to pee.

Shaun glanced over and smiled. He always liked seeing Kevin's dick. He
thought uncut cocks were hot! His had been circumcised when he was a baby
and he always wondered what it would be like to have it back. His mom had
told him that his Gram had encouraged it for him, but when Kevin came along
his folks had decided they didn't want to `hurt the little guy' and had
declined the procedure.

"What was your number this morning?" Shaun asked as he toweled his crotch
and then his ass.

"One ten, again," Kevin said as he squeezed out a final squirt of pee.

"That's great," Shaun smiled, "you're right on target."

Kevin grinned, "I've been trying what mom suggested and watching what I eat
for snacks."

"Give that kid a gold star," Shaun joked and smiled at his brother.

* * * *

Fresh from the shower, Kevin put on clean undies, his jeans and then a
striped pull over. He stepped to the mirror and started to comb his
hair. He glanced down at the array of medical supplies and frowned. He
fucking hated having to get a shot every morning and every night.

Shaun came in a few minutes later, dressed in his little white
outfit. Kevin couldn't resist laughing again. "Hey, sailor!" he
giggled. "You know those shorts are so tight everybody can see your ass
crack," he grinned.

Shaun tried to look back at his butt. "They can?"

Kevin smiled, "just kidding!"

Shaun chuckled. "Okay, wise guy, let's get this over with," he said,
reaching for the insulin.

Kevin chose the back of his arm this time, and in a couple of minutes it
was over. Shaun capped the needle and tossed it in the sharps box.

"Can we go out to eat tonight?" Kevin asked, pulling on his socks and
reaching for his sneakers.

"Sure, I guess so. Why, what do you want?"

"I'm just tired of hot dishes," Kevin laughed.

"Let's go to Pizza Hut," Shaun suggested.

Kevin nodded.

A quick breakfast, and then the guys headed out the door. Kevin waved to
Mrs. Thompson who was picking weeds from her flower bed.

"Are you guys doing okay? She called cheerily and waved back.

"Great!" Shaun answered with a smile. He handed Kevin his spare
helmet. They strapped on their gear, and climbed on the tiny scooter. Kevin
wrapped his arms tight around Shaun's middle. Shaun started the engine and
with a high pitched buzz they took off. The little machine labored under
the weight of the two boys.

"Fucking embarrassment," Shaun muttered as they putted along.

* * * *

"Looks kind of windy today," Brad said, handing Shaun a life jacket. Put
this on when you're on deck or when we're tending lines.

Shaun nodded and strapped it on. "Ever been out in a storm?"

Brad gave Shaun a wry smile. "Once, and I practically shit myself."

"Why?" Shaun chuckled.

"The waves were high, the wind was crazy, and I knew lots of boats bigger
than ours have been sunk and are on the bottom."

"The Edmund Fitz," Shaun said softly.

"Yeah, she was over seven hundred feet long and thirteen thousand tons. She
went down fully loaded with all hands, twenty nine dead."

Shaun sighed. "This is like a fucking row boat compared to that," he said
looking at the tour boat.

Brad laughed. "Well, Rob won't take her out if it gets too bad." Rob was
the ship's captain.

An hour later the boys helped the passenger's board, secured the gangway
and pulled in the lines. The boat got underway. Shaun stowed the life
jacket and took his place at the snack counter. He checked that everything
was in order and then sat back on his stool waiting for customers.

"Thin crowd today," Shaun said softly to Brad when he stopped by to see how
things were going.

"They take one look at the sky, see dark clouds, and decide they'd rather
spend the day shopping for T-Shirts," he laughed.

Shaun's eyes met Brad's, and he held the look for a moment. Both boys
smiled, and then Shaun blushed and looked away.

As "First Mate" Brad had additional duties as one of the narrators during
the tour. Part way through each cruise he would take over at the microphone
in the wheel house and explain the sights.

"Lake Superior is 350 miles long and 160 miles wide. It has 2,726 miles of
shoreline making it the largest fresh water lake in the world."

Shaun thought Brad's voice was melodic and a pleasure to listen to. It
never sounded like he was reading a script.

Shaun could see why tourists enjoyed coming out on the lake. He had lived
near it his entire life and it still fascinated him. It seemed different
each day.

The two hours of the tour went by without incident, and the boat safely
returned to the dock. Shaun took another long look at Brad as he stowed the
gear. "Kevin was right," he chuckled to himself, "you can see a guy's ass
crack in these shorts!"

His dick twitched in happiness.

* * * *

The summer day camp was run by the city, and was meant for kids just like
Kevin, meaning, if you were easily bored and enjoyed a variety of
activities, the park was the place to be.

"How was your day?" Shaun asked as he and Kevin walked from the shelter
house toward his scooter.

"Awesome!" Kevin beamed. "We played softball, did some crafts, had lunch,
some little kids put on a puppet show, and then we went swimming."

"Was the water warm or cold?" Shaun asked. The city pool had a reputation
of always having freezing cold water.

"Pretty decent today," Kevin smiled.

Shaun handed Kevin his helmet. "We'll stop by the house, get things squared
away, and then off to the Pizza Hut."

Kevin smiled, "I'm starved!"

"Just one thing though, no little fishies! I hate anchovies."

Kevin shrugged, "Okay, no problem, besides, they make me fart!"

Shaun laughed, "Get your ass on the bike!"

* * * *

The pizza place wasn't very busy; their order was delivered to the table in
just under half an hour.

"This is good," Kevin mumbled, his mouth full.

"Slow down, I don't want you throwing up." Shaun teased.

"Don't worry," Kevin laughed after swallowing. "So do you like your new
job?"

"Yeah, it's really fun and there are all kinds of people to meet."

Kevin took a long drink of his soda. "Meet any cute girls?" he grinned.

Shaun held back a laugh. "So, what if I did? Why would I tell you?"

"Because I'm your brother, and I know you'd just be dying to tell someone!"

Shaun smiled and Kevin grinned. It was quiet for a moment. He decided there
wouldn't be a better time. "Kevin, would you, like, totally freak, if I
said that I might not like girls as much as I like guys?

Kevin had a slice of pizza up to his mouth and had just taken a bite. He
paused, swallowed, and set it down. "Like? As in my brother's a fairy?" He
said, with a soft smile.

Shaun blushed, "I don't know, but maybe."

Kevin appeared to think for a moment. "Whatever turns you on I guess," he
said matter of factly and went back to eating.

"Wait, hold on, you wouldn't have a problem with it?" Shaun stuttered.

Kevin shrugged, "it doesn't matter to me, we'd still be brothers, besides,
it's not like I haven't seen you stare at guys before."

"When did you see that?" Shaun asked, his eyes widening.

"When you picked me up at the pool last week! I saw the way you looked at
that high school guy in the Speedos."

Shaun laughed, "I stared because his dick was hard as a rock!"

"I know, right!" Kevin giggled.

It was quiet for a couple of minutes as both boys ate.

"So if you didn't meet any cute girls, how about cute boys?" Kevin teased.

Shaun laughed. "Can we change the subject?"

Kevin smiled playfully and went back to work on his pizza.

"Kevin's cool with it," Shaun thought. "I wonder how dad will take it?"

* * * *

The following day a cold front moved in. It mixed with warm moist air from
the south. A line of thunderstorms erupted, running from the twin cities
all the way to the lake, a hundred and fifty miles away.

"No day camp today," Shaun said softly as Kevin yawned. He had woken him to
give him the news.

"So I can sleep in?"

"Yeah, until noon if you want. You just have to test and stuff, then you
can go back to bed."

Kevin stretched and yawned again. "Are you going to work?"

"Just for a couple of hours. They need help cleaning."

Kevin grinned, "Great, the whole house to myself," he chuckled.

Shaun smiled, "Yeah, but like I said, first you need to get your butt up
and do what you got to do."

Kevin wrinkled his nose and gave his brother a look. He clearly didn't want
to get up.

Shaun pulled the pillow out from under Kevin's head and gave him a playful
swat with it.

Kevin frowned, and conceding defeat, stuck out his tongue.

* * * *

Shaun opened his cell phone and dialed the number he had written down on a
slip of paper. "Brad? It's me, Shaun. I know we only have to work a few
hours this morning because of the rain, but if I ride my scooter I'll get
soaked. Any chance you could give me a ride?"

"Sure. Where do you live?"

Shaun gave Brad directions and he agreed to pick him up in twenty minutes.

* * * *

"Thanks, you're a life saver!" Shaun gushed, slamming the door of Brad's
truck.

"No problem," Brad laughed.

The guys spent the next three hours scrubbing down tables and chairs,
polishing metal work, washing windows, and cleaning the heads. Then they
mopped the two decks below the observation deck.

"I guess we can call it a day." Brad smiled as they stowed their
supplies. Rob said once we finished cleaning we were done."

Shaun grinned. "I don't mind having the rest of the day off."

"Well, I could use the money, but you can't control the weather." Brad
shrugged.

"Can I get a ride back home?"

"Yeah, just let me call my sister and tell her I'm on the way."

On the trip back, Shaun and Brad talked a little more about
themselves. Brad was a year older; both guys were surprised they hadn't
remembered seeing each other at the high school. Shaun talked about his
family, his mom, dad, and Kevin.

Brad talked about his family as well. "My sister is fifteen and a real pain
in the ass sometimes," he chuckled.

"What's her name?"

"Stephanie," Brad smiled. "My Dad's little princess!"

"That doesn't sound good," Shaun laughed.

"When we were little, all she had to do was go running to Dad and say
`Daddy Brad's being mean to me,' and I'd be in trouble.

Shaun laughed. "Kevin tried that a couple of times, but as soon as I got
him alone, I kicked his butt!"

Brad grinned.

"Thanks again for the ride," Shaun said as he headed for his house.

"Anytime!" Brad said with a gentle smile.

Shaun paused and another long look passed between them. He nodded and
slammed the door.

* * * *

Kevin had gone back to bed after Shaun left for work. The house was quiet
and he slept soundly. He woke and glanced at his alarm clock, it was almost
eleven.

He climbed out of bed, scratched his nuts, and padded barefoot to the
bathroom. Still in just his boxers, he pulled them down in front and
peed. He shook the last drops off his dick and flushed. He noticed that his
penis was getting larger and his nuts were hanging lower. He stroked his
cock a couple of times and it seemed to grow larger still.

Kevin had discovered masturbation by accident. One night he had a dream; it
was so vivid, so real, he couldn't believe it. He woke up the next morning
wet and sticky. He thought at first that he had peed himself. But when he
reached into his underpants and smelled his fingers, it wasn't pee.

Several days went by and it happened again. This time however he had woken
just as his cock started climaxing. He felt four long squirts of warm stuff
come out the end of his dick and the most amazing feeling washing over
him. "Oh, fuck!" he had groaned as he rubbed his dick into the mattress. He
had humped the soft bed a few more times and then stopped.

Later that day, he was determined to recreate that wonderful feeling. He
lay face down in his bed, pulled down his shorts and grabbed his dick. He
stroked it a few times and was pleased to feel it get stiff in his
hand. "The rest," as they say, "came naturally." He pumped his cock with
his hand, shoving the stiff shaft through his fingers, his rear end rising
and falling in rhythm with his strokes. A few minutes later, it happened
just like before, the squirts and then that wonderful feeling. He looked at
the mess he had just made.

Feeling the creamy white stuff on his hand, belly, and the sheet, he
quickly realized he would need a towel or a rag close by if he was ever
going to do it again sometime. He had no doubt he would.

* * * *

Finishing his pee, Kevin looked down at his cock. He flushed and tucked it
back in. As he walked back from the bathroom he couldn't resist reaching
down and feeling his nuts and then his dick. He started to get hard. "I
really need to jerk off!" he said with a groan when his penis twitched. He
walked into his room and paused.

"Just do it? Or look at some pictures first?" he wondered.

He opted for the pictures.

Kevin pushed his boxers down over his ass and let them fall to the
floor. He stepped out of them, reached for his laptop, and sat bare ass on
his bed.

He fired it up and went to his favorite porn site. "Of course I'm
eighteen," he grinned, clicking the button on the screen. He now had access
to `After School with Mindy' a teen picture site. As he flipped through the
pictures, Kevin slowly stroked his dick. Each image seemed to make his cock
a little harder. Soon he had seen enough that his pecker had started to
leak. He stroked faster and kept clicking the web pages for more.

Ten minutes later he felt himself going over the top. He closed his eyes,
grunted, and unloaded. Four hard spurts shot onto his chest and belly. He
grunted several more times as he milked the last drops out and then
stopped. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the globs of stuff oozing
down his stomach, and smiled.

"So good," he whispered, and lay back with a grin.

* * * *

Shaun didn't find Kevin downstairs, so decided he must be in his room. He
walked softly just in case his brother was still sleeping. He found Kevin's
door was open.

As Shaun stepped in he saw Kevin on his back, naked, with his computer next
to him. He was snoring softly. His stomach was glistening in spots and his
dick was wet.

Shaun grinned. "The little fucker was jerking off," he laughed softly. He
looked at his brother's face and saw contentment. He also saw how perfect
he looked. Thirteen, slim, and slightly muscled, he was gorgeous. His hair,
a soft light brown, was almost blond. It was cut like most boys his age,
bangs hanging down and occasionally covering his right eye. Shaun saw that
his dick had a tuft of the same brown hair around it. Shaun's own cock
stirred.

He had to have a closer look. He softly walked to the bed, knelt down and
reached out his hand. He put a finger into a puddle of his brother's cum he
found near his belly button. He felt the slippery stuff and then brought it
to his mouth, tasting it with his tongue.

"You make great cum!" Shaun whispered with a smile. He scooped up a bit
more.

Just as he finished his second lick, Kevin stirred. Shaun quickly got up
and hurried out of the room. Halfway down the stairs he turned and yelled
up, "Kevin! I'm home!"

A few moments later, Kevin's door slammed shut and his brother yelled
back. "I'll be down in a minute!"

Shaun just smiled.

* * * *

After lunch the boys went to Kevin's room and played video games and then
some cards. It was maybe four in the afternoon when the doorbell rang.

Kevin grinned, "I'll race you!" and he took off.

Shaun had barely gotten to his feet before Kevin was pounding down the
stairs.

"Little shit!" he called after him with a laugh.

Kevin had the door open in a flash.

"Kevin, my man!" Daryl Washburn smiled and held out his hand palm up. Kevin
smiled and gave it a slap.

"Got one for me too?" Bob Jenkins laughed, holding out his hand.

"Well, don't just stand there. Invite them in!" Shaun chuckled, coming down
the stairs.

"Oh, yeah, come on in."

Both guys were frequent visitors to the house. They were part of the same
engine company as Shaun and Kevin's dad. They all settled in the living
room.

"Your dad asked us to check up on you once in a while," Daryl smiled.

Shaun looked at the hunky guy. He reminded Shaun of LeBron James. He was
about thirty he guessed, six foot five and two hundred forty pounds; he was
solid as a rock. His arms were as big around as most guys' legs. Shaun had
seen him throw a seventy pound bundle of rolled up hose on his back as if
it were a knapsack.

"We're doing great!" Kevin said proudly.

"You know you're dad will have my butt if you guys get into any trouble,"
Bob said with a smirk. He too was well over six feet but much less
muscled. He was older, maybe forty. He ran the pumps and machinery on the
rig.

Shaun smiled, "we're doing fine."

"You're folks doing okay in Ireland? Have you heard from them?"

"Yeah, we got a call yesterday," Kevin grinned. "Gram is really having a
good time seeing where she grew up. Dad said he hasn't seen her this happy
in years."

"That's great!" Bob smiled, but then got a bit more serious. "Are you doing
okay with your meds and stuff?" he asked, looking straight at Kevin.

Kevin clearly didn't want to talk about it. Bob gave him a penetrating
look. Kevin finally nodded yes.

"Thanks for asking," Shaun said softly. "We've got it covered."

Bob nodded. "Just being a good uncle," he joked.

The visit lasted another fifteen minutes and ended with an invitation to a
cook out.

"My place Friday," Daryl reminded Shaun as they walked out the door.

"We'll be there," Shaun said softly. "Thanks guys," he said with a grateful
look.

Bob waved as they headed toward the red SUV with the department insignia.

The lights flashed and there was a "whoop, whoop, whoop," of the siren as
it pulled away.

Kevin laughed and waved.

* * * *

The boys were cuddled on the couch in the basement family room. They were
watching a DVD. Kevin lay with his head in Shawn's lap. Shaun was idly
running his fingers through his brother's hair.

"That feels nice," Kevin whispered.

Shaun gave his brother's head a little rub. "You like that huh?"

Kevin nodded.

It was quiet for a couple of minutes and Kevin stirred, the movement of his
head against Shaun's jeans caused Shaun to grow a little uncomfortable.

"Are you getting a boner?" Kevin laughed softly.

"Why do you ask that?" Shaun chuckled.

"Because it feels like there's something growing in my ear," Kevin giggled.

"Like you never get those, right?" Shaun chuckled again.

Kevin didn't say anything.

"I saw you today," Shaun whispered, brushing a lock of Kevin's hair.

"Saw me?" Kevin asked somewhat puzzled.

"In your room, with your computer?" Shaun hinted.

Kevin sat part way up and looked at his brother. "You did?"

Shaun nodded. "How long have you been doing it?" He asked softly.

"Four months," Kevin blushed.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Shaun smiled gently.

Kevin got a bashful look and nodded.

The boys looked at one another and both smiled.

"I never thought I'd be talking to my brother about boners!" Kevin giggled.

Shaun laughed. "Why not? That's what big brothers are for!"


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