Date: Fri, 03 Mar 2000 15:57:46 EST
From: William Watts <bwstories44@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Castaway Hotel Chap. 5

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The Castaway Hotel - by BW  (Young-Friends).                Copyright 2000
by bwstories44
Chapter 5 - Brotherly assistance.
February 2000

I had dinner on the table by the time the boys got downstairs.  They walked
up to me, both looking very sheepish, and I knew they had discussed this
with each other before they came down to see me.  I knew that I would have
to reassure them first.

"Boys we will discuss what happened after dinner.  It's just that the food
is ready and I want us to eat it before it gets cold.  Please don't worry,
though, you're not in trouble and I'm not mad at you.  I just want to
discuss the implications of what you were doing."  I gave them both a big
hug.  They seemed to breath again, for the first time since they had come
up to me.  "Relax, sit down and enjoy your meal.  I don't want either of
you to starve or get indigestion."

We all sat down and ate.  The boy's eyes kept darting around the table,
first at each other and then at me, and I knew that they weren't totally
sure of what to expect.  Even though I had tried to reassure them, I think
they were both still expecting the worst.  After the meal, the boys cleaned
up the dishes while I put away the leftovers.  When everything was done, I
addressed them.  "Let's move into the living room for our discussion."  The
boys sat beside me, one on each side, as had been their custom.

"Look, guys, I understand what you were doing and why.  There is nothing
wrong with a little sexual exploration and experimentation.  I just wanted
to warn you that you must be more careful when doing these things, more
careful than you were today.  You don't have to worry about me or about
what you do in this house, unless there are others around.  You must,
however, be careful at all other times.  I think you both can guess what
types of problems you might have encountered if someone else had found you
the way that I did."  They both nodded in agreement.  "Danny, being the
older one, I hope you weren't taking advantage of Ricky."

Before Danny could respond, Ricky answered me.  "He didn't, dad, honest.  I
was the one who talked him into getting naked so we could see each other's
wieners."  I chuckled to myself at his childish terminology for the male
organ.  Before the boys noticed my amusement, Danny spoke.

"Dad, I was the one who talked him into giving each other a hand job,
though.  I guess I was wrong to do that."

"Not necessarily.  If you both agreed to it then that is fine.  I just
don't want one of you forcing the other into doing something before he is
ready.  I, also, don't want to see you get labeled or teased by other
people for doing those types of things.  I don't know what motivated you to
do this earlier.  It may have been an experiment to find out what it was
like or you might have been trying to see what your sexual preferences are.
Regardless of your reasons, I want you to know that you can discuss these
types of things with me, alone or together.  I'll answer you as honestly as
I can and I'll advise you as to what I think is best.  Afterward, you can
heed that advice or not.  I just want to expose you to options you might
not have considered yourself."

"Thanks, dad," they both said and we all hugged each other.  They kissed me
on the cheek and went into my office to get on the computer.  I heard Ricky
talking to Danny about it as they went in.

"See, I told you I thought dad would be cool about it."

That night, I read them another chapter from the book, they said their
prayers (each inputting something to the joint effort) and I tucked them
into their own beds.  I gave each of them a special hug and a kiss on the
lips before I told them I loved them.  They both told me they loved me too
but Danny had a little more to say.

"Thanks, for earlier, dad.  I thought you were going to get real mad about
what we did.  I, also, want to thank you for not telling Ricky that I'm
gay, either.  I'm not sure how he'd react to that and I want to wait until
I am more sure until I tell him."

"The decision is entirely yours but give your brother a little credit, he
loves you a lot.  In fact, I believe he loves you enough that he'd accept
you for who or what you are."

"Yeah, you're probably right but I'm not ready to tell him yet."

"Like I said, it's your decision.  Besides, I think you need to get some
sleep, now.  I'll see you in the morning."

"Good night, dad, I really, really love you."

"I love you, too, son.  Get some sleep now."  I kissed him on the forehead
and went down to my office.

I signed on the computer and started surfing the net.  I used some search
engines, took some notes and prepared for what I was expecting to come.  I
knew one or both of the boys would be wanting information about things they
might want to do with each other in the future and how they might go about
doing those things.  I found some good stories, on the net, which would
tell them all they needed to know.  Now, I just had to wait until the
information was requested.

Nothing happened for a couple of days but, as I suspected, Danny asked me
one evening if we could talk alone.  I took him into my office, closed and
locked the door.  Ricky was watching television.

"Dad, how do I find out things about being gay?"

"Do you know what kind of information your looking for?"

"I just want to know what it's like for other kids my age who are gay and
what types of things they do."

"Well, I thought you might ask me this so I've already looked up some
information for you."  I pulled the paper from my desk and handed it to
Danny.  "Here is a list of sites at which you can find stories about gay
teens.  They're pretty graphic so they won't leave much to your
imagination.
  I've listed some stories that I thought were good, ones that would give
you the information you desire but that deals with it in an acceptable
manner.  I didn't want you to think that sexual acts are done merely for
enjoyment but that these acts should happen with someone you love and
trust.  I want you to understand the difference between lust and love and
that each can bring enjoyment.  The difference is, the enjoyment from lust
is temporary while the enjoyment from love is forever.

"You read those stories?" Danny asked as though he thought this was
something that I should not do.

"Of course.  If I'm going to help you, I need to know as much, if not more,
about this stuff than you do.  You probably won't be able to get on these
sites using your sign-on, the parental control block will most likely keep
you out."

"What good are these, then?"

"If you'll let me finish, I was about to say that I'll sign on using my
password and then you can log onto the sites.  I'll try to occupy Ricky so
he doesn't bother you.  You make sure that you close and lock the office
door anytime your looking at these sites, unless you want to take the
chance of Ricky discovering your secret.  He's smart enough to realize that
they are gay stories and he'll put two and two together."

"I won't forget, dad.  Thanks, you're the greatest.  You know something
else?  I love you more each day and I'm beginning to think that my father's
throwing me out of the house was the best thing that could have happened to
me."

"I don't know if I'd go that far.  I'm sure that down deep you'd still wish
to be there.  I love you too, Danny, and you never have to doubt that.
Here, I'll sign on to the computer, now, and you can start your reading.
Have fun."

He smiled at me and I locked the door before pulling it shut behind me.  I
almost ran Ricky over when I turned around.

"Sorry, dad.  I was looking for Danny."

"He's working on something in the office and doesn't want to be disturbed."

"That's OK.  I, actually, wanted to talk to you.  In private, if you don't
mind?"

"Why would I mind?  Let's go into the living room."  We walked in and sat
down on the sofa.  Once we were settled, I could tell that Ricky was having
trouble asking me what was on his mind.

"Ricky, what ever it is, it's OK.  Just go ahead and ask me."

"Dad, I'm confused," he began.  "I liked what Danny and I did the other day
and I want to do more things like that.  That doesn't make me gay, does
it?"

"No, Ricky, it doesn't.  Many boys your age experiment with sex with other
boys and a great many of them turn out to be straight.  They get married,
have children and they don't do anything else with another guy after those
early experiments."

"How do I know for sure, you know.whether I'm gay or not?"

"It's difficult to answer that question because the are no specific things
that say 'I am gay'.  You have to consider a lot of factors.  First of all,
do you prefer looking a naked guys or gals?"

"Actually, I haven't seen many of either but my wiener's gotten hard while
looking at both."

"What about when you masturbate?  Are you thinking about a penis or a
vagina?"

"I'm not sure.  I don't think I've ever thought about that.  I guess I just
think about the feeling I'm going to get when I shoot that stuff from my
wiener."

"Well, from what you've just told me, there isn't enough there to say one
way or the other.  You might even be bi."

"What's that?"

"Bi or bisexual means that you get enjoyment from either sex.  That means
that you enjoy doing things with girls and with boys."

"Oh.  Do you think I should try more things with Danny?"

"Only if that's what you want.  Have you talked to Danny about this?"

"No, not yet."

"Maybe you should.  He's the only one who can tell you if he's willing to
do those types of things with you.  Only he can tell you, I can't answer
that for him.  I suggest that you two should sit down and discuss the
possibilities of further experimentation and decide if that's what you both
want.  Other than that, if you have questions about the specifics of doing
certain things then I'm willing to answer those questions for you."

"I don't have any more questions, now, dad but thanks."  He gave me a kiss
and went to his room.  The next day, after school, he had his discussion
with Danny.

"Danny can we talk?  I need to ask you some questions."

"Sure, Ricky.  What's the matter?"

"Danny, I've been thinking about what we did when dad caught us
and.well.I'd like to do.some more.  Do you want to do more with me?"

Danny smiled before he answered his brother.  "Ricky that's almost all I've
been thinking about.  I really liked what we did that night.  Did you?"  He
was reasonably sure that he knew Ricky's answer but he wanted to hear it
from him.

"Yeah, it was great.  I really liked it."

"Do you want to do it again?"

"Yeah, if you want to."

"OK.  I'll take your clothes off and then you can take off mine."

Danny reached over and grabbed Ricky's shirt and pulled it up, over his
head.  Then he began to run his hands up and down Ricky's smooth, hairless
chest.  He rubbed his thumbs over Ricky's pert, pink nubs, causing him to
let out a sigh.  Danny got closer and rubbed his hand up and down Ricky's
back, pulling him tighter to him.  He let his hands drop down, grabbing his
little brother's firm ass cheeks and he started massaging them with his
fingers.  "Ricky, would you mind if I kissed you?"

"You mean on the lips."

"Yeah, on the lips.  I learned about this way of kissing that's supposed to
be really hot.  Would you let me do it with you?"

"OK but if I don't like it I want you to stop.  Agreed?"

"Yes, agreed."

Danny pulled Ricky tightly to him, tilted his head slightly and let his
lips cover his brother's lips.  Ricky had puckered his lips, like a little
child does before kissing a parent, but Danny parted his own lips and stuck
his tongue out to lick Ricky's full, sweet, moist lips.  Ricky relaxed his
mouth and, his lips parted slightly. Danny used this opportunity to slip
his tongue into Ricky's mouth.
  He let his tongue roam the soft lining of Ricky's oral cavity and he
flicked his tongue at Ricky's resting muscle.  Now, their tongues were
jousting, fighting for dominance, and the boys were learning the pleasures
of their first deep kiss.  Danny withdrew his tongue from Ricky's mouth but
Ricky's tongue followed his back into Danny's own oral cavern.  Danny
grasped Ricky's tongue with his lips and he began sucking on the pink
muscle.

After doing this for a while, Danny broke the kiss and lowered his head so
it was directly over Ricky's pink, dime sized nipple.  He let his tongue
dart out to play with the nub.  He ran his mouth over and around this
sensitive area and then his mouth moved over it, to suckle like a starving
kitten.

"Don't stop," Ricky panted, "that feels good.  Lick it some more and then
suck on it again.  Oh, yes.  That's it.  Oh, yes, Danny, that's nice, real
nice.  Do the other one, pleeeeeeeeeze."  Ricky was getting into the
action, big time, as Danny was pushing all of his buttons.  Danny reached
down, unzipped and then unsnapped Ricky's jeans and he let them fall to the
floor.  Ricky kick them free and stood there in his bikini briefs, his
erection peeking out above the waistband.  Danny let his fingers run over
Ricky's rigid staff and he continued to nurse on Ricky's tender breast.

Danny pulled Ricky's briefs down to mid thigh and then let them drop to the
floor.  The young man stepped out of them as well, now standing completely
naked, as Danny directed him back to the bed.  He positioned his brother on
his back and reached down and cupped his ball sac, rubbing the surface of
the skin and rolling the marble sized balls between his fingers.

"Make me shoot Danny.  Please, make me shoot," the little blond whimpered.

Danny grasped the throbbing member in his hand and started to stroke it in
a smooth, steady rhythm.  Ricky was squirming and groaning from the effects
of Danny's loving touch.  The older boy's hand was stroking faster and
faster, as he felt his partner's release approaching, and he pumped with a
vigor that left no doubt that his intention was to give his brother his
desired release.

"Yes, yes, I'm almost there.  Oh, Danny make me shoot.  Yeeeeeeesssssss.
I'm cuuuuuuuuuummmming," he screamed as a jet of semen lifted off from
Ricky's launch tube.  There were four or five spurts of boy juice shooting
from the helmet, not in white creamy strands but in immature strings of a
grayish-white liquid.  Ricky's body was stiff and arched above the bed as
Danny drained the last of the fluid from his dick. Finally, Ricky relaxed
and let his butt fall back on the bed to rest.  As soon as Ricky had
returned to current time, Danny tossed him his shirt to wipe up the mess.

"Thanks, bro, that was really great.  I've never felt it that strong
before.  My whole body shook and all of my muscles tightened.  It was
really awesome, man."  Ricky stayed there for several more minutes before
he got up and repeated the same steps on Danny.  First, he removed Danny's
clothing, rubbed up and down his smooth chest and back and, then, he worked
on his nipples.  When he completed his exploration of Danny's upper body,
Ricky had Danny's penis wrapped up in his hand.  Ricky loved the feel of
Danny's longer dick in his fingers and he played with it freely.  He found
some drops of pre-cum on the head of Danny's prick and he used his thumb to
spread it around.  Moving down with his probing, he worked Danny's gonads
around in his small hand before he grasped his flagpole, once again, and
jerked Danny's willy until he ejaculated.  As the thin ropes of sperm shot
out of Danny's miniature cannon, a collection of white globs accumulated
and covered his chest from just below his chin then down to his pubic
patch.

When Danny had regained control, he cleaned up the mess he had just made
with his own shirt. Then, both boys put on their briefs and pants, grabbed
a new shirt from their room and headed back downstairs.  They were still in
the throes of enjoying the after glow of the sensations that they had just
recently swept through their young bodies.

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