Date: Wed, 11 Sep 2013 10:41:42 +0100
From: Lamort DeLioncourt <lamortdelioncourt1954@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bobby and I  Chapter 4

Bobby and I
Chapter 4

After our encounter with his brothers, Bobby and I escaped to the poolroom,
leaving his brothers to watch cartoons. I hadn't seen the boys around for a
while and asked Bobby where they had been. Apparently, they had just spent
two weeks with their grandparents. Bobby told me that now that they were
home, he would be the babysitter until school started in the fall. I told
him it wasn't a problem. Having the boys around could be fun at times.

While we were playing pool, Bobby kept pulling his pants away from his sore
dick. I was having the same problem. The pants rubbing on the sunburn was
painful. No matter how we adjusted our boy parts, the pants just kept
rubbing.

Bobby's Dad came in to the poolroom, and asked us how the outing on the
boat went. We both thanked him, and told him we had a very good time. He
asked where we had gone and what we had done, if lunch was any good, and if
the marina staff had treated us well. We told him about lunch at the cove,
swimming, and water skiing on the way home. During this entire exchange,
Bobby and I were pulling and repositioning our boy parts to try to stop the
pain. His Dad finally noticed and asked if we were unusually horny, or
sunburned. We told him we were sunburned, and the pants rubbing were
painful. He asked if we had worn suits while we were swimming and
skiing. He had an impish grin on his face while he waited for us to
answer. We attempted to skirt the issue, but we weren't successful at
it. Finally, I told him we had done all our water sports naked. He laughed
heartily, and told us he thought so. He told us that he had the same
experience with my Dad when they were our age. He asked why we didn't use
sun block, and Bobby told him we just didn't think about it.  He said he
had a solution to the problem. He told us to get upstairs to the bathroom
and he would meet us in a few minutes.

We went upstairs and got to the bathroom. Bobby looked at me and said, "How
did he know? " I replied with, "He was a kid once too. " We had only been
waiting a few minutes when he showed up.

He told us to strip out of our clothing and lie in the bathtub as best as
we could. I must have looked shocked, because he said, "If you could run
around all day naked, there isn't much reason to be shy now, is there?" We
got out of our clothes, and got into the tub, Bobby at one end, me at the
other. He brought several pitchers of tea to the tub and started handing us
wet teabags. He told us to cover our boy parts with the teabags first, then
the tops of our thighs, and finally our abdomens. Once we had the teabags
in place, he took one of the pitchers and poured some tea on the teabags to
re-wet them. He told us they needed to stay on for at least an hour and we
needed to keep them wet. He told us he would be back in an hour to get us.

We lay in the tub looking thoroughly ridicules, with teabags all over
us. Bobby sprung a boner, and he was having a tough time getting the
teabags to stay on his dick. I told him to use the strings on the teabags
to tie them to his dick. He did it, and they stayed. After watching him tie
teabag strings to his dick, I found that I had a boner too and had to use
the string trick too.  We kept the teabags moist with the tea in the
pitcher. Fortunately, our erections subsided before his Dad came back into
the bathroom. When he came in, he told us to remove the teabags.

With the teabags removed, our skin was no longer bright red. We were now
brown stained from the tea. I felt my boy parts, and found that the pain
was gone. I told Bobby and he grabbed his parts and made the same
discovery. Bobby's Dad gathered up all the tea supplies, and told us to
take a cool shower to rinse the excess tea off our skin, but not to use any
soap.

With our shower finished, be dried off and went to Bobby's room. He got us
baggy pajamas to put on, and loose fitting T-shirts. I actually felt much
better, and Bobby said he did too. We went back downstairs to watch the
boys. They were watching television, and we joined them. Bobby's Dad came
in and asked how we were doing. We told him we were pain free, and a lot
browner. He laughed and told us to repeat the process tomorrow morning if
we were having any pain. He also told us to do the treatment on our butts
and backs if they started hurting. We thanked him for his help, and Bobby
told him we would watch the kids for the rest of the night. His Dad said,
"Thanks guys, I think Mom and I will go to bed early tonight, we both had
pretty busy days." He turned and headed out the door.

We asked the boys what they wanted to do for the evening, and Billy, the
youngest at 4, said he wanted popcorn and to watch a movie on
television. Brian, the 7 year-old, wanted popcorn and to play
Monopoly. Bruce, the 10 year-old, wanted to eat a bowl of Lucky Charms, and
then play Monopoly. Bobby told them he would make the popcorn, Bruce could
get his own cereal, and Brian and Billy needed to find the Monopoly
game. When the boys got back, Bobby and I had just finished making the
popcorn.

The boys wanted to pull out the mattresses and set them up in front of the
television. Their logic was that by the time we finished a Monopoly game
they would be ready to look at a movie and fall asleep.

Bobby told them they had to shower and get jammies on before we did
anything else. They all ran upstairs. Bobby and I followed, getting the
water running for them. They were all in the bathroom, and simultaneously
stripped their clothes off. They were used to showering together. All of
the boys had the family's milk white skin, and they all had matching tight
circumcisions. They took turns washing and shampooing each other. While
they were finishing up, Bobby and I went to their room and got their
jammies laid out on their beds. We went back to the bathroom, and realised
none of the boys had remembered to get towels. Bobby pointed to the linen
closet and I got the towels for them.

One by one, Bobby called them out of the shower to dry off. Billy was first
out, and he was sporting a full stiffy. Bobby held out the towel and Billy
ran into it as Bobby wrapped it around him. As Bobby dried him off, Billy
told him that Brian had washed his dickie for him, and made him get a
stiffy.

Brian was out next, and he too was sporting a stiffy. Bobby wrapped him in
a towel, and while drying him, Brian said, "After Billy got a stiffy, he
washed my dickie real fast and I got a stiffy too."

Bruce turned off the water, and stepped out of the shower. He too had a
stiffy, and as he dried off with the towel Bobby handed him, he said,
"Nobody washed my dickie for me, I just played with it while I washed it."
Bobby looked over at me, and without blinking an eye, told me that all the
boys knew about masturbation, and frequently played with each other's
little dicks. He said his Dad knew about it, and was okay with them playing
the game. He had done the same thing with his brothers when he was a kid.

Bobby sent the boys to their room to get their jammies on, and we followed
them. Billy was naked, jumping bed to bed; Brian was sitting on his bed
putting his jammies on. Bruce was on his bed pretending to put his jammies
on while stroking his little dick. Bobby announced to them that if they
were all downstairs in less than 5 minutes, they could have ice cream
before bed.

The boys made it downstairs in record time, and Bobby had them sit up at
the kitchen table. Dinner was ice cream, lots of ice cream.

We spent the evening eating popcorn, and playing Monopoly. Billy didn't
last too long, and was soon asleep on one of the mattresses. Bobby got a
lightweight blanket and covered him.

Brian won the game, and we turned on the television looking for a late
night movie. We managed to find Shock Theatre, and they were showing "The
Fly." Bruce and Brian had gotten comfortable on the mattresses and were
watching the movie. Bobby got a lightweight blanket and tossed it at
them. They covered with it and resumed their movie watching.

Bobby and I sat up on the sofa, and watched the movie too. At one point,
Bobby leaned over to me and whispered in my ear that he was ready for a
blowjob. I quietly asked if his dick hurt at all and he told me no it
didn`t. I reached over and got a handful of his boy parts, and he didn't
recoil in pain. I guess he decided two could play that game and grabbed a
handful of me. I expected pain, but there wasn't any. I leaned to his ear
and whispered, later, when Bruce and Brian fall asleep, as I squeezed his
already hardening cock.

As we watched the movie, I saw Bruce and Brian hands moving under the
blanket. I was able to see them stroking each other. As they progressed,
they pulled the blanket down, and then their jammies too. They just lay
there, gently stroking each other, and watching the movie. I leaned over to
Bobby and asked if either one of them could shoot cum yet. He told me no,
not yet. I said, "Thank God, I don't want to clean any cum messes up."
Bobby laughed and said that if they made any cum messes, they were going to
clean it up. While they were watching the movie and stroking each other,
they fell asleep.

Bobby and I got off the sofa and moved over to Bruce and Brian. We removed
their hands from their dicks, pulled up their jammies, and covered them
with the blanket. I said to Bobby that except for size, all of their dicks
looked exactly alike. Bobby laughed and said that was because his Dad had
all their circumcisions done by the same doctor.

There was one mattress left open, and Bobby asked if I wanted to use it. I
told him sure; it would give us more room than the sofa. We slid off the
sofa and scooted over to the empty mattress. Once there, we shed our
jammies and pulled a sheet over us. We snuggled for a few minutes, and then
I asked him if he was ready for me to suck him now. He smiled and said he
wanted to suck each other off at the same time, like Victor had showed us.

I rolled over and got into the top position like before, and slowly lowered
my mouth to Bobby's cock. As I lowered my mouth, I was also lowering my
hips and soon I felt Bobby's mouth on my dick.  I was so grateful for
teabags. His dick head was rubbing against my lips, and I opened to let him
in. I took the whole thing in my mouth and let him position it so he was
comfortable. I started gently thrusting my cock into his mouth, and he took
every inch I offered. We both began gently sucking. With the boys asleep,
there didn't seem to be any reason for us to hurry. Unfortunately, after
only a few minutes, Bobby was groaning, moaning, and writhing around on the
mattress.  I removed my dick from his mouth so he wouldn't bite me when he
orgasmed. I let him set his own speed and got ready to accept his hot
cum. In another minute, I heard him making his deep guttural sounds and hot
cum began to splash in my mouth. I held as much as I could in my mouth and
began swallowing the rest. I wanted to keep his cock swimming in hot cum
for as long as possible. When he finally relaxed his arched back and laid
flat on the floor, his cock was shrinking and I let it slip out of my
mouth.  Once his cock was out, I finished swallowing all his hot cum. I
took a minute to lick and clean his dick, and to play with his nutsack.

I sat up with my back against the sofa and spread my legs, to give Bobby
easy access to my boy parts. I had been near cumming, and wanted to be
finished off. Bobby crawled in slow motion towards me, just to tease
me. When he was close enough, I grabbed both of his ears, and dragged him
to me, dropping his mouth on my throbbing dick.  He began to suck me
furiously, and had me shooting my hot cum into his mouth in only a couple
of minutes. He swallowed it all and cleaned my cock for me.


We got back up on the sofa, not bothering to put our jammie pants back
on. The room was warm and we just threw the sheet across us. We sat kissing
for a few minutes, enjoying our time together.

While we were passionately kissing, we felt a small body bounce up with
us. We broke our kiss and opened our eyes to see Billy bouncing over to
us. When he reached us, we saw that his jammie pants were missing. His
naked little self was climbing all over the two of us, rubbing his dickie
against us. He quickly popped a stiffy. He moved over to my side and leaned
against me. He arched his back, forcing his hard dickie to point directly
in my direction. He looked at me and said, "Rub it for me Barry." I looked
over at Bobby, and he nodded a yes to me, indicating it was ok to touch his
brother.

I pulled Billy towards me and got his back and butt against my chest. He
leaned back against me, while I used two fingers to rub the shaft and head
of his dick. I slowly drew my fingers first up and then down his rigid
shaft. He seemed to be enjoying the slow motion and soft touch I was using
on him. I masturbated him for a while, and then his breath started getting
rapid. He told me he was getting "that feeling." I felt him push back
against me, and I knew that it would soon be over. I increased my stroking
speed, and he soon went over the top. His dry cum made his little body
shake, and his little dickie pulsed as it tried to shoot cum from his
immature body. He slid down and sat on my lap. My cock slipped up between
his legs, with the head sticking out.  He pointed at it and said, "This is
the way my dickie will look like when I am grown." Bobby and I just
laughed.

Billy's next action took me by surprise. He stood up next to me and planted
a wet kiss directly on my lips. I didn't pull back; instead I let him
finish the kiss. When he broke away from me, Bobby asked him where he
learned how to do that. His reply was simple; he told us he learned it from
watching us. Bobby asked him what else he had seen. Billy told us he had
watched us put our little dicks in each other's mouths and made each other
feel the "good feeling." He then asked why we wanted to have dicks in our
mouths. Bobby responded immediately with a simple statement of "It makes us
feel good." Billy seemed satisfied with the answer he had received.

The three of us got down on the mattress, and covered up. When Bobby and I
tried to snuggle, Billy worked his way in between us. We decided not to
argue the point, and let him sleep naked between us. Billy took my hand and
put it on his boy parts, and began rubbing against it. He soon fell asleep
with his hard dickie in my hand.

Bobby got up and moved to the opposite side of the mattress, and he and I
were able to turn on our sides, and snuggle. I fell asleep with him holding
my cock and gently stroking it.



This is an original work of homoerotic non-fiction. © 2013 Lamort DeLioncourt
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