Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2001 21:32:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jakob Marley <raskov75@yahoo.com>
Subject: Aaron's Adventures 1

Aaron's Adventures
Part 1: A Friend In Need

	Sometimes having a little brother is a pain in the ass.  And
sometimes it's a pain in his ass.  Allow me to illustrate.  I'm sixteen now
but this happened when I was fifteen and my brother was 12.  It's probably
a little sick but I don't care.  This sort of thing happens all of the time
I guess.

I have a friend, James, and James and me spend a lot of time in my room
hanging out because his house sucks.  At my house mom and dad are always
out and about and we have almost absolute privacy.  Almost, because my
stupid little brother, David, is always trying to include himself in
whatever we're doing.  And I don't need David knowing what we do.  We spend
most of our afternoons in my room checking out my dad's porn collection.

I found it years ago in the top drawer of his bureau and have been studying
it's contents whenever I get a chance ever since.  A few issues of playboy,
which are ok because the chicks are the hottest in playboy but it's kinda
lame too because it's just chicks lying around naked and you rarely ever
see cunt.  That's why the few issues of Hustler my dad owns are so cool.
Chicks spread their legs for Hustler and there's always a fuck scene in it.
But that's nothing compared to the nine real porn mags my dad's got.  Each
one has about three or four fully photographed fuck scenes in them.  Cum
shots and everything.  I love looking at the entire series, especially in
the beginning when the guy and girl are fully dressed.  I just think it's
hotter when I can imagine that what I'm looking at is a real fuck by two
random strangers and that that kind of thing happens all of the time.

Anyway, James and me would lock ourselves in my room for hours almost
everyday and check out the smut.  At first, we just looked at it without
saying a word to each other.  I guess at first we were a little embarrassed
because we both had woodies and for some reason it was embarrassing.  But
things changed one day when James was telling me that he wasn't going to be
able to come over.

"Why not dude?" I asked

"Cuz, my dad wants me to clean out the garage and I figure it'll take until
dinner time to do it and I doubt the folks would be cool and let me come
over afterwards." he said.

"Sucks to be you." I said.

"Wouldn't want to help me, would you?" he asked.

"Hell no!" I said.  "I mean you're my friend and all but that sounds like
it sucks."

"Believe me, it does." he said.  "Besides, I'm sure you want some time
alone to be with 'The Collection'."

"Wuddya mean?" I asked.

"Oh come on!  You think I don't know what you do the minute I leave your
room when we've been drooling over cunt all day?" he said.  I gave a
puzzled but worried look.  "God!  I can almost hear your zipper open when I
close your door!" he said.  "You probably cum twice by the time I get to my
house!"

"No!" I said.

"Bull-fucking-shit." he said.

"Oh yeah!  And what do you do?" I asked.  "You nearly poke out my eye with
that spear in your shorts when you get up and go."

"At least I can admit it." he said.

"Admit what?" I said.

"You know.  That I, you know." he said

"No.  I don't know." I said.  "Tell me.  What do you do when you get back
to your house?  Read the bible?  Play Parcheesi?" I asked.

"Fuck you." he said.

"What?  I thought you could admit it?" I asked.  "So go on, admit it
chicken shit."

"Fine.  I admit it.  No big deal.  I jerk off.  OK?  Happy now?  I yank the
yarn when I get to my house after looking at porn in your room for four
hours a day." he said.

"Ha-ha!  I knew it!" I said.

"Yeah.  Ya know how ya knew it dip shit?" he asked.

"How?" I asked.

"Because you do the same fucking thing and you know it." he said.

He pestered me for a while after that and got me to admit it too.  No
biggie.  We talked about it for a while and we decided that jerking off was
the greatest thing that had happened to us in a very long time.  He also
admitted that sometimes when he would get up and go to the bathroom, he
would run the water so that I couldn't hear him whack off.  After I stopped
laughing I explained to him that that was exactly what I was doing when he
went into the bathroom.  I would know to stop or cum when I heard the water
go off.  We laughed for a while and then went back to class.

The next time he came over to check out 'The Collection' it was a little
weird at first.  We were in my room, checking out the smut, and there was
this tightness in the air.  I guess it could have just been me but I swore
James was acting weird.  I guess after our conversation about jerking-off,
we knew what the other was planning on doing when he got the chance and we
were embarrassed about it or something.  After a while though, I realized
that I wouldn't mind seeing him jerk-off and him seeing me jerk-off.  I
guess that should have worried me or grossed me out or whatever, but I like
sex feelings and I just thought that watching each other rub one out would
add something to it.

"Hey James." I said.

"What's up?" he asked.

"You wanna jerk-off?" I asked.

"What?" he asked.

"You heard me.  I know you're hard." I said.  "Do you want to jerk-off?"

"What.  Here?  Now?" he asked.

"Well, yeah."  I said.  "It's a lot better when you can cum while you look
at the pictures."

"Yeah but..." he said

"But what?  It won't make you gay." I said.  "We look at just as much cock
as we do pussy in this shit.  I mean we both do it.  We both have one.  So
what's the problem?"

"I don't know." he said.

"Well, whatever." I said.  "I'm hard as a rock and I need to cum so I'm
just gonna do it.  If you're too chicken shit to that's your problem."  And
with that I undid my jeans and pulled them down to mid-thigh along with my
boxers.  My wang was thick and hot and swayed back and forth as I kneeled
on the carpet and put the mag on my bed, a few inches from the mag James
was looking at.  I flipped the pages with my left hand and slowly rubbed
the skin of my cock with the right.

"So you're just gonna jerk-off, right now, in front of me?" he asked.

"That's the plan." I said.  Usually when we look at the mags I get all this
saliva in my mouth and a really great sort of tense feeling in my gut but
this time, jerking off in front of James it was stronger and the spit was
really thick.  "You know what?  I bet this would feel a whole lot better if
my cock were wet." I said.

"You mean you always do it dry?" James asked.

"Well yeah." I said.

"You're such an idiot.  We read all these stupid stories about how hot and
wet these chicks get as they suck a cock or think about the pool guy or
whatever and you never thought about it?" he asked.

"Thought about what?" I asked.

"Why do you think they get wet?" he asked

"I don't know." I said.

"They get wet because when you fuck a girl her cunt gets nice and sticky
and your cock just slides in and out." he said.

"So?" I asked

"So you're supposed to use your spit when you jerk off to make it feel like
a pussy." he said.

"Wow." I said.  So I held my right hand up to my mouth and licked it.

"No!  Not that way you idiot." He said.  "You have to drool onto your cock
while it's in your hand."

"Oh.... ok." I said

"Like you're a bomber dropping a bomb on a city or something.  Line up
you're cock underneath your mouth and drop a nice thick loogie on it." He
said.

"Like this?"  I leaned back from the bed and James leaned over the edge to
make sure I could hit the mark.  I pointed the tip of my cock at my mouth
and let a thick, clear cable of goo slowly drop on the tip.

"That's right.  That's how you do it." He said.  I rubbed my own juicy spit
all over my dick back and forth, making sure to use a little extra pressure
so that what little foreskin the doctors left on my cock hugged my head
nice and tight.

"Yeah, this must be right." I said.

"Why?" he asked.

"Cause it feels so fucking good!" I said.  "What's your fucking problem
anyway?  I know you're hard as a rock so why don't you do something about
it?"

"So, you want me to just whip it out and start jerking-off right in front
of you?" he asked.

	"Well, yeah.  It's no big deal." I said.

	"Why do I get the feeling you want me to do this?" he asked

	"Listen," I said, still keeping my rhythm steady, "We look at this
shit because we like to.  We both know it turns us on and makes us want to
jerk-off.  I just don't see the big deal in doing it in front of each other
so pull down your pants and do what I know you already want to do."

	"So, this won't make us fags?" he asked.

	"Personally, I don't give a shit about that." I said.  "We're
sitting here looking at naked chicks getting fucked and I don't think many
fags get off that way."

	"I guess you're right." He said.  He moved over to the edge of the
bed and undid his jeans and slid them down to his ankles along with his
tightie whities.

	"That's the spirit." I said.  His cock was a little smaller than
mine but I thought it had a nice slender look to it.  Watching him stroke
it had the surprising effect of really turning me on.  When he dropped his
spit onto his cock, I realized neither of us were looking at the porn any
more.  I was watching him and he was watching me.  That tight feeling in my
gut was getting really intense and I started to feel like there was
something more I wanted out of this.  "So, how old do you think we'll be
when we get our first blow jobs?" I asked

	"What?" he asked, pulling his attention away from my meat.

	"When do you think we'll get our first blow jobs?" I asked again.

	"Shit, I don't know.  The sooner the better." He said.  "Why do you
ask?"

	"I don't know.  I mean can you imagine how good that would feel?" I
asked, baiting the trap.  "I mean what would that feel like, to have a nice
hot, wet mouth wrapped around your cock?"

	"Pretty fucking good I suppose." He said.

	"Yeah.  I just wish there was some way we could get that." I said.

	"Well, I saw you talking to Heather in the hallway yesterday.  Why
don't you fly the idea past her?" he asked.

	"That would be nice but girls our age don't lay awake a night
waiting for the moment when some studs gonna bury his meat in her throat."
I said.

	"Hey man, you never know." He said.

	"Yeah, I guess you're right." I said.  "But you know what?  I bet
it would be terrible."

	"What?" he said.  "The hummer?"

	"Yeah.  I mean do you really think a little fifteen year old girl
is gonna know how to suck a good cock?" I asked.

	"How hard can it be?  Open your mouth, wrap it around my dick and
bob and up and down like one of those fucking rubber balls tied to a paddle
by a rubber band." He said.

	"You forgot, don't use your teeth, make sure to suck, don't forget
about the tongue and how about paying a little attention to my nut sack." I
said.

	"Wow.  You sound like you've given it a lot of thought." He said.

	"I sure - have." I said.  I was doing my best not cum because being
so turned on was the only way I could gather the nerve to do what I had
planned.  "Oh god.  This feels so fucking good.  James?"

	"What?" he asked.

	"I think you should lay down and close your eyes." I said.

	"Why?" he asked.

	"Because, I want to try something." I said.

	"Like what?" he asked.

	"Don't worry.  You'll like it." I said, hoping to god that he
wasn't about to flip out.  He thought for a moment.

	"OK." He said.  He was sitting at the edge of the bed with his legs
hanging off the edge and just flattened his back.  I felt a surge of that
queasy feeling I was beginning to really like as I watched him lay there
waiting for me to make my move.  I could tell from the deep breaths he
drawing that he was just as excited as I was about this and his cock was at
full attention begging for what I was about to give it.  I decided the best
way to go about it was to massage it a little first.  I guess I wanted to
feel what another dick would feel like.  As I watched my hand approach the
shaft of my best friend, I noticed my hands were trembling.  This was so
exciting.  Maybe I was a fag.  Who cares, I thought.  I want to do this.

	It was strange.  It was warm and hard, like mine but the hardness
was on the inside.  On the outside, it was soft and a little sticky. I mean
it felt like my dick but when you touch yourself, what you feel is the
sensation from your hand plus the sensation from your cock.  When I touched
James' cock, I didn't feel that inside sensation and that made it a little
weird.  I realized that without that I could concentrate on doing it really
well.

	I had a frim grip but I knew what was firm and what was painful.  I
thought about spitting on it but decided against it, seeing as how I
intended to get it plenty wet in a minute.  I brought my hand up to the
tip, squeezing it like, to make sure the roll of skin that I had created
swallowed the head, and then I slowly brought my hand down again.  I did
this for a while, watching James' for signs of enjoyment.  He laid pretty
still but kept on taking those long, deep breathes that told me I was doing
it right.

	I opened my mouth and closed my eyes bent down to take my best
friends' cock in my mouth when the door swung open.

	"Hey Aaron I-" Justin stopped mid sentenced and we all froze. My
little brother looked from James' cock to his face and then to my face.

	"Get the fuck out Justin!" But he didn't listen to me. He just
stood there for a sceond and then crosed the threshold, closing the door
behind him. "Justin! What the fuck are you doing! Get out!"

	"What're you guys doing?" he asked.

	"Nothing. Just go." James was soft by now and began to pull his
undies. I was so pissed at my brother for ruining the moment, i could kill
him.

	"Oh come on Aaron. Let me play too." My brother begged. I was a
little surprised by his interest. I thought he was too young to able to
apreciate what was going down but then i thought back to when i was his age
and realized it wasn't that long ago and i had already thought about this
kinda thing. Infact, the more i thought about it the more i realized that
this is what I would have wanted when i was his age. My cock, which had
shrivled as soon has Justin came in, knew where i was going with this train
of thought and signified its approval by getting hard again. OK, so Justin
wanted in and i wanted him in but what about James? Only one way to find
out.

	"Listen Justin, what me and James were doing is a secret that only
bigger kids could be in on. You can't play with us because your too young
to know that this is what you want." I didn't believe that but i needed
Justin to beg in order to make it work.

	"Don't be like that, Aaron. I'm old enough to know i liked what i
saw and want to see more." Almost there.

	"Thats not good enough, Justin. What if we do stuff together and
then all of a sudden you let it slip to mom and dad or James' mom and dad?
Then we're all fucked." Please take the bait.

	"I won't tell, i swear."

	"No. i cant take that chance." My little brother got all red faced
like he usually does when i get all 'older brother' on him.

	"Well how about i tell what i just saw? I wouldnt get in trouble,
but you two would get killed." Perfect.

	"No!" James said. Absolutely perfect. "You cant tell anyone."

	"I will if you dont let me." James looked at me, panic creeping
over his face.

	"Look. We have a magazine, see?" James said, holding the rag for my
brother to see. "If we let you look through it with us, you have to promise
not to tell." Justin made his way over to the bed and saw naked bodies for
the first time. He was so engrossed he didnt even notice me and James walk
back to my bedroom door. "Shit." he whispered.  "Your brother is gonna bust
us."

	"The little Fuck." i said. Give it a sceond..... "You know, there
is one sure fire way to make sure he wont say anything." James looked at
me, puzzled.

	"What do you mean."

	"Well, when someone wants to be in a gang, the gang has to be sure
the newbie wont squeal. So what do they do?"

	"Shit Aaron. Whatre you talikng about? What does a gang have to do
with this."

	"Think, idiot. When someone had dirt on you, whats the best way to
keep them quiet, besides killing them or paying them off?" James just
stared. "You get shit on them. Double blackmail. It cancels out."

	"So your saying we have to play with your brother to keep him
quiet?"

	"Exactly."

	"I dont know, man. He's your brother. Its kinda messed up."

	"Listen, that doesnt matter to you. You were about to get your
first blowjob from me. Getting one from my brother isnt any different. Let
me worry about him being my brother. To you hes just a warm mouth, more
maybe." James searched my expression. "Besides, i dont think we have a
choice." We both looked back at my brother, fully absorbed in the mag.

	"Ok. Shit. Lets do it."

	"Good. And dude, try and enjoy it." Still ablivious to our
presence, Justin didnt reacted when we approached. "Ok twerp. This is your
lucky day. Youre in. But there are three conditions."

	"OK." We were stading at the bed as sat at the edge. He looked up
at us with joy.

	"OK. First of all, you have to do stuff too. You cant just
watch. Its not fair."

	"OK."

	"Second, you have to do what we say. We know whats what and we wont
hurt you so trust us." I hoped we could live up to that one.

	"I guess..."

	"No guessing. Yes or no?"

	"Sure. Fine."

	"Good. Third, nothing that happens in this room ever leaves. No
talking with your little buddies on the playground and no talking to mom
and dad."

	"OK."

	"Good." Having waited long enough for the fun i unzipped James,
reached in with my hand and came out with his stifening cock in a
flsh. "Here." i said to justin as i pulled his chin down, opening his
little mouth before i pushed his head into James' crotch.

	"Oh shit!" James moaned. His cocked stiffened in a second and i
began guiding my little brother's head back and forth, watching his lips
match the contour of the cock. His chheks would puff up a little as it went
in and suck in when it left. What a site! i was busting out of my pants. In
a few moments Justin picked up the motion and continued his assult on
James' cock which allowed me whip out mine. i just stood there stroking for
a minute, slowly, ever so slowly, so as not to cum yet. I grabbed my
bothers hand and wrapped it around my shaft and he automatically started
stroking. I t was awsome. To feel another persons hand on your cock. Man!
After a while, James started breathing faster and, knowing what that meant,
pulled Justins mouth off of him and promptly replaced it with mine.

         "Wow! i thought a hand was good." i gasped.

         "No shit dude." James added as he wrapped Justins hand around his
cock. My little brothers mouth was so hot and wet! I regulated his speed
with my hand on the back o f his head. I wnated slow, deep penetrations,
sometimes pulling out of his mouth completely only to slide right past his
lips again. So awsome. In and out, in and out. There was nothing else in
the world except my brothers mouth and my dick. I wasnt very long so could
just about all of it in there.

	"Shit. Your mouth is awsome, Justin. My cock loves it." Little
brother just looked up at me with his big brown eyes as i sank my length in
and out of his little mouth. "Thats a good cocksucker, yeah. You like your
big brothers cock?" He made a little 'uh-huh' sound.

	"Come on dude, Let me back in there." James was aching gor another
go at my brother.

	"Hold up. He's my little brother and i'll be the first to spunk in
his cute little virgin mouth." I sped up a little, bordering on just
fucking his mouth, going in fast but slowing down toward the back of his
tongue, which was slid up and against the underside of my tip. I wasnt
going to last long like this. "So how about it bro? You ready for some
cum?" HE made a little 'uh-uh' sound. "Come on now. Too late for cold
feet. You wanted this remember?" he jsut looked up at me as slid in and out
of his mouth faster and faster. "Don't worry little man, it wont be so
bad. Besides i promise to return the favor, OK."

	"Mluh-Klay" he said around my cock.

	"Thats a good boy." With both hands on his head i started to fuck
his mouth in earnest. Faster and faster, feeing it build in my balls, the
pressure was beyond intense. "Oh god." James was bugged eyed as we watched
me and my brother, taking Justins hand in his, making him jack on his cock
fatser and faster. "Oh fuck. Here it comes, im gonna cum!" I stopped
pumping just as the explosion erupted out of my balls. Every gush of cum i
shot into Justins mouth cause me jerk backward and as a result, the fianl
volley ended up across his little mouth. A few little globs fell on the
floor and i recovered enough slip my gooey cock back into my brothers
mouth.  i wanted a nice warm place to drain out and get soft in.