Date: Sun, 16 Dec 2001 00:31:03 EST From: Chartoe@aol.com Subject: Extra to Love This is a story between two young brothers. The story is part fiction and part the true. If you don't like reading about sex between young teenagers, then this story is not for you. If you read this story there is only one name used and it is not of a real person. Hope the person I wrote this story for likes it. Any comments about story please send to chartoe@aol.com Extra to Love "Ok, Dad will be out in just a minute." I yelled back as my father was wanting into the bathroom. He had been running me out for years every since I had found out how much fun it was to play with myself in the tub while taking a bath. You know the age when mothers think that their son has finally learned how to wash himself and stay clean. Most of them don't realize what the son is really doing, but the father's all know. My father was always giving little hints about taking care of business somewhere else, or should learn to wash faster, or if I weren't careful I would melt from all the time I spent in the water. I know he knew what I was doing, but because of my problem of being overweight he didn't really make a big issue of it. I think he was really happy that I was getting some sexual relief, to him it was a sign that I was healthy. My father knew how hard it was for me to meet people and have friends. You see I'm that fat kid that everyone notices at school, but no one really pays any attention to. Fat or large boys are not like the other types of children; they don't tend to hang around with each other like other groups of kids. You know the jocks have their groups, the cool looking kids have their groups, the nerds have their groups, their are all types of groups in school that associate with one another. Don't think you will ever find a group of boys hanging around together who do so because they are all overweight. So now you know that I am one of those fat teenagers who stands in the background and is seldom noticed unless somebody has a fat joke or some other obese comment. Today however there is nothing anybody can say that will get me feeling bad because of my size. You see I met a kid in my school that really likes me just the way I am. My sexual experiences started a few years ago with my younger brother. At the time he was 13 and I was 14. We would play around like any other brothers, but only at home. Away from our house my brother acted like most of the other children. He wasn't mean to me like them but also acted as though I wasn't there at times. We would wrestle around like most kids, but that is where it all started. I was large enough that when my dick got hard it was not readily noticeable. However when my brother got a hard on he couldn't hide it and most of the time he would end up jumping up and running out of the room when his body would give him away. We would be rolling around trying to get a hold on the other and hold them down when I would notice that his cock would be hard and I would try to get into a position where I could rub against it but not seem so obvious. Several times he would start humping against me before he really knew what he was doing. One particular time I believe he actually came in his pants as he jumped up and ran out of the room. For the next few days he didn't want to play together on the floor. It took a lot of prodding to get him to wrestle around again. He finally gave in and we had a lot of fun until his dick got hard again and he immediately pulled away and left the room. I tried to talk to him about what he was feeling but he had some male macho thing going and wouldn't talk about it. That night I noticed the sheet on his bed was moving in a way that it left nothing to the imagination as to what he was doing. I rolled out of my bed and slowly walked over to his bed and moved in beside him. He looked startled and was about to say something when I rolled on top of him. Guess I caught him at a point in his playing where he couldn't turn back. He just sighed and laid there as I started moving around on him. "Hey, let me change positions with you." He said as I could here the urgency in his voice. "Ok," I said as I rolled off him and let him climb between my legs. He started pumping his nice hard dick into my groin area. Don't know if he knew he was rubbing against my hard cock or not, but I was really enjoying the feeling. He kept pumping but was having trouble keeping contact with my body. He would hump a couple of times and then slide off to one side or the other. I reached down and grabbed his firm hard ass and pulled him against me. He really liked this as he picked up the pace. I felt the hot wetness as he came in his underwear. He collapsed on top of me and then pulled away quickly when he realized what had happened. I tried to reach out and hug him but he pulled away and mumbled something about getting out of his bed. For the next few days I tried to join him in his bed but he always told me to stay on my side of the room. I pleaded with him to let me join him in his bed but he would have nothing to do with it. He kept saying things like he wasn't queer and didn't want to become queer. I offered to jerk him off, suck his dick or anything else he wanted. He was not having any of it although each time I approached him he seemed less and less angry about it. He even hesitated a few times before turning me down. More than once I noticed him jerking off after I had returned to my bed. I really wanted to jerk my self off but due to my size it was not that easy for me, unless I was in the tub. Then I could pull my legs up and drape them on the sides of the tub and could reach my dick a lot easier. The water helped make my body a little lighter and I could maneuver a lot better. I had almost given up on my brother since we had all but stopped wrestling and I had quite trying to join him in his bed. Then one weekend we had to go visit my aunt and when we did this the two of us had to share the same bed. My brother was a heavy sleeper and many times when we slept together I had wanted to reach over and play with him. This particular night I decided to do just that. I waited until he was in a deep sleep and reached over and gently ran my hand across his dick. It immediately started to grow and so did mine. I wanted to reach under his shorts and pull it out but was scared that it would wake him up. I leaned down and placed my mouth against the cloth that was covering the head of his cock and almost took it and his shorts in my mouth. I started humping myself against his leg before I even realized it. He moaned and moved a little so I decided to stop before he woke up. The next morning I woke up with him pressed against my back and his hard dick was pressed in the crack of my ass. I could tell he was still sleeping so I started moving my ass back and forth forcing his dick to move in and out of my ass crack. His breathing got heavier and I heard him grunt and then gasp as he shot off in his pants and I felt a little warm liquid in the crack of my ass. He jerked himself away from me as he realized where he was. I didn't move as I pretended to be asleep. He got out of bed and went into the bathroom and I could hear the water running as he took a bath. I got up and went into the bathroom and took a pee as I noticed my brother trying to hide himself from my view in the tub. "How did I get wet back there?" I said as I pulled my shorts down to examine the wet spot. My brother looked but didn't say a word as his face turned real red. I left the bathroom not pushing the issue. I really was hoping he would have said something about it so I could talk about it with him. I really wanted him to know he was free to try anything with me. Nothing happened for several days between the two of use and I was getting very frustrated. Then one night when I was rolling around in my bed trying to find someway I could at least hump myself to some relief my brother tapped me on my shoulder. I jumped at first because he startled me. When I saw who it was and that his underwear was tented out, I grinned and moved over to the side of the bed. "Ok, I will do this with you, but don't say anything," He said as I slipped my underwear off and spread my legs open so he could climb between them. He started to climb on top but stopped and removed his shorts. "No need getting them dirty." He said as he moved slowly on top of my belly and lowered his balls and cock against the mound where my cock and balls were waiting. He started to push himself into me and I heard a little sigh as he tried not to let it out. I pulled my legs up a little and tried to wrap them around him, but of course was not able. He was now moving a little faster and decided to let all of his body touch mine. His face fell against my breast and for a second I thought he was going to take the nipple into his mouth. He hesitated and I almost said something, but remembered he didn't want me to speak. His dick had slid down beside mine and was rubbing against it. I don't think he even realized it but both of us were now humping together and he was lost in his lust. I reached down and got a hold of his ass even though it was hard for me to do. I could hear his breathing start to get heavy and knew he was about to cum. I reached up and wrapped my arms around him as he started shooting his hot cum against my dick and balls. I was so excited and when I felt his cum I lost mine as well. My body started jerking as he pulled himself free from my grasp and just stared at me. He then got up as quickly as he could and went back to his side of the room and cleaned himself up. The next morning I tried to talk to my brother but he just ignored me and wouldn't answer. I decided to leave it alone. A little playing around with him was better than none at all. This went on for several years and the best times were when we had to visit my aunt. I knew that we would end up cumming together because his body could not take my being so close to him. I really believe he wanted to do much more with him but he just couldn't get rid of that manly macho thing of if you do it with another male then you have to be queer. One night while we were humping each other and making a little more noise than usual, I thought I saw the door to our room open a little. Since there was no light outside our room I could not tell for sure, and at the time I was too close to cumming to really care. We finished our almost nightly workout and when I looked again the door was closed. I didn't say anything to my brother because I figured he would get scared and not return to my bed any more. The next morning as we were getting ready for school my father told me to help him carry out the trash. I did as he said since it was not anything out of the ordinary. As we walked to the trash bend he looked at me and said, "Son is there anything bothering you that you need to talk to me about?" "No, sir." I answered trying to figure out what he was really asking. "Well, you and your brother are getting at that age where sex becomes the biggest part of your thinking." "Just want you to know that if there was anything that you or your brother needed to talk about, don't feel ashamed about asking me." He said. "Ok, dad." Was all I could say as my face turned red and I knew it was him that had watched through the door. He noticed the embarrassment and reached over and gave me a hug. This told him that I knew that he knew what had been going on between me and my brother. "Just listen, what you and your brother do in your room is just between the two of you, but if it becomes a problem with either of you then I need to know." He said as we walked back into the house. My brother looked at us trying to figure out what we had been talking about since he was the type that always wanted to know everything that was going on. "Dad, can we keep this talk between us?" I whispered as my brother turned his back to us. "Whatever you want." Dad said as he patted me on the back and headed back out the door to go to work. That was the only thing that my father ever said to my brother or me about our little sexual playing. I had made sure that our door was left unlocked from then on hoping that my father would want to watch, but never did see the door open again. My brother started dating and at first it made for a lot more meetings at night, especially when he had a date and I guess he and his date did no more than kiss. It got to where I could tell when he got off or not, if he visited my bed he hadn't if he stayed in his bed he had at least got some relief somehow. Although I was pretty sure he hadn't had sex with a girl yet, because I would ask him as often as I could and he always responded, not yet. I had been lucky enough to watch him make out with a girl in our living room. Our parents had gone for the night and my brother had permission to bring his date over to watch TV. They figured since I was at home that nothing would happen. I had left the room and when I returned I had a clear view of my brother as he had his face buried in the girl's tits. He was sucking and squeezing on them, going from one to the other. I had to reach down and stroke my rock hard dick as I watched. I had to leave the room and go take a long enjoyable bath. That night after we had gone to bed I asked my brother if he would ever do to my breast what he had done to the girl. He just looked at me and said probably not. No matter how much I tried to get him to play with my breast he wouldn't. I offered to suck his cock but he refused. No matter what I suggested he would only hump against me until he would cum. Well after the other day it doesn't matter any more. I ran into Phil, a tall lean boy in my class, when we were both turning the corner in the hallway at school. We both fell to the ground and he ended up on top of me. He got up and said all the things people say when they have such an encounter and helped me gather my books and hoist my massive body back to its feet. As we started to go in our different directions he stopped and said, "Hey want to eat lunch with me and talk?" "Sure, see you on the last row of the cafeteria." I said half way expecting him not to show up. When lunchtime came I got my usual full tray and went to the last table on the last row and sat down. This was where I always sat since on one else cared to eat there. I was half way through my lunch when Phil showed up. He apologized for being late but he had to stay late in his last class for being tardy. We sat there and found out that he lived close to me. I lived on one street and he lived on the very next street over. He was in the band and didn't really hang around with any particular group. "I have to tell you something before we get to friendly." Phil said. "This morning when we ended up on the floor, my dick almost busted out of my pants when my hands grabbed your breast and I fell against your stomach." "I don't think you know it but I like to be with boys a whole lot more than girls." He continued and then stopped talking to see what my reaction was. "That's ok with me." I said as I then started to tell him about all the things I had wanted done to me but I didn't tell him what my brother and I had been doing." "All right." He said as he started trying to figure out when the two of us could get together. "My folks don't get home until around six thirty, and if you can come over I believe I can get my younger brother to leave us alone while we get to know each others body." He said. "That will work for me." I said. "I can come over as long as I am home before dark and I let my mother know where I will be." After school I could hardly wait to get to Phil's house. When I got there he was outside with his younger brother of about 2 years and they were playing catch. He say me coming and waved as he walked over to his brother and introduced us. He then told his little brother that we were going upstairs to work on some schoolwork and that he was to play in the back yard or do his homework. We all went inside and his brother kept going until he had gone out the back door. We headed upstairs and Phil went over to the window to see if he could see his little brother. "Ok, there he is in the tree house." He said. "He will be up there for a while, that's where he goes to play with himself, just as I did for years. He won't disturb us now." As I stood there just looking at Phil I was so nervous that I couldn't move. Phil walked over to me and started rubbing his hands on my breast. He reached down and pulled my shirt above my head, which was no easy task. As he pulled it above my head he fell against me and slipped one of my nipples in his mouth. He then grabbed the breast and started massaging it as he sucked on it like a baby. He reached over and played with the nipple with his other hand. I started moaning and then rubbing my hands through the hair on his head. This just made him quicken his pace. "That's enough of that for now, let's get to the rest of your body." He said as he dropped to his knees and started undoing my belt and pants. He pulled then down along with my underwear and then reached a hand underneath my belly and grabbed my dick. I gasped as I almost came when he pulled on it. I had never had anybody grab my dick before. He then tried to lean down and suck my dick but because of my belly being so large he couldn't get to it. "Quick lie down on the bed." He said as he got up and started toward the bed. I slipped my shoes off and then completely removed my clothes and moved over to the bed as Phil had started disrobing. He had removed everything except his tight fitting underwear. He had me lie down on my back and spread my legs for him. He reached down and pulled my balls up as he slipped my dick into his mouth. That was too much for me as I immediately shot my cum in his mouth. To my surprise he didn't pull away or get mad, he just swallowed and kept sucking on my dick. "That was great." He said, "Do you want to suck mine?" "Never sucked one before but will try if you want me to." I said as I tried to sit up. "Stay where you are, I will move around to you." Phil said, as he rolled around and pulled his shorts off. His dick was not quite as thick as mine but was a couple of inches longer. It had to be at least seven inches long. As he moved closer I reached up and guided it into my mouth. The taste was nothing like I thought it would be. It was a little salty, but the soft and firmness of the dick was what was unique. It was firm and hot and felt so good sliding against my tongue. When I pushed against it with my tongue it seemed to give a little. Phil started moaning and groaning and saying something like that's it, but I wasn't really listening as I was trying to do everything I could that I thought would feel good done to me. Phil leaned over and started sucking on my breast as I was sucking on as much of his cock as I could get into my mouth. Phil started pumping his hips toward my face and his dick was hitting the back of my throat. A few times I almost gagged, but was able to control myself. The closer Phil got to cumming the faster he started pumping. When he finally shot his load it did cause me to choke and Phil pulled out as soon as he heard me having difficulty. "Sorry, I didn't know you had never sucked before, really sorry about that, you all right?" Phil said as he leaned down and helped clean the cum off that was running out the corners of my mouth. "I'm fine, and that was really great just didn't know what to expect." I said as I reached out and milked the last of the cum from his semi hard cock. "What do we do next?" I asked, as I was not about to lose the opportunity to try other things. "What do you want to do?" Phil asked. "Well always wanted to know what it felt like to have someone fuck me." I said. "Great let me get something to loosen you up and we can give it a try." Phil said as he went to the window and then the door as he ran down the hallway still naked. When he returned he had some Vaseline in his hand and a hard dick sticking out in front of him. "How do we do this?" I asked as he came closer to me. "Well we can do it doggy style with you on your hands and knees or we can do it with you lying on your back and facing me." Phil said. "Now if you want it deep in side you need to be on all fours, of course we can always try it both ways." I rolled over and got on all fours and spread my legs out as far as I could. Phil didn't have to say anything as he started rubbing the Vaseline on my asshole. He then pushed a finger inside as I jumped and let out a quick, ouch. "Sorry, should have warned you, but it did slid in fairly easy." He said as he slowly rolled his finger around and then in and out. "Ok, I think I am ready for you." I said as I pushed my ass back toward him. He applied a little Vaseline to his dick and then placed the head against my asshole. I pushed out as hard as I could just before he pushed in. The head and half the shaft slid in, there was some pain but I was able to keep from saying anything. Phil didn't move for a few seconds and then pulled out very slowly and then pushed back in at the same pace. The pain was almost gone and I got a real hot feeling around the entrance to my asshole. There was then a fullness feeling every time his cock was inside. After several thrusts I felt his thighs as they slapped into the back of my legs. "Oh, my." Phil said as he started increasing the pace. A couple of times I got a quick stab of excitement through my balls as he rubbed against something in my asshole. Each time I gasped and though I was cumming, then it would go away until the next time he rubbed against it. Phil stopped and I could hear him as he was gasping for his breath. "We had better try the other position before it is too late." He said as he slowly pulled his dick out of my asshole. I rolled over and pulled my legs up but was not able to hold them there. Phil noticed the problem and said, "I can help you there but it will take a little time getting it ready." He said. "Whatever it takes." I replied as I was stroking my now hurting cock. Phil ran to his closet and brought out some rope and a few other items. He placed a slip not in the ends of the rope and then placed one over each of my feet, he then placed a sock between the rope and my skin. He had me move down to the foot of the bed and place my ass just on the edge of the bed. He then ran the rope through the post on the headboard and brought the rope back down to the foot of the bed. "Now pick you right leg up as far as you can." Phil said. When I did he pulled the rope that was attached to that leg and then pulled a little harder, this forced my leg up to where my thigh was almost touching my stomach. He then had me do the other leg. There I was with both legs pulled back toward my head, lying on either side of my stomach and my asshole almost pulled open. "Are you ready for it now?" Phil asked as he moved behind me and reached for my breast. Phil pushed his dick in and this time it went in without any resistance. It actually sank in even deeper than before. Phil started pumping as his hands were doing a number on my breast. With one quick thrust Phil noticed that my body jerked and I gasped when it happened. "Is every thing all right?" Phil asked wondering what had caused the reaction. "Great, just every once in a while you do something that almost makes me cum." I said. "Good, I thought I might have been hurting you." Phil said as he started pumping faster and changing the angle of penetration. When he hit the spot that made me jump he started thrusting over and over in the same spot. I screamed out as my dick erupted and sprayed cum all over Phil and myself. All Phil could do was watch as his dick started exploding also. He then fell on top of me and started kissing my belly and chest. He raised himself up and slowly slid his dick out of my asshole, then let the ropes loose and rubbed my ankles where the ropes were tied. "Hey, that asshole looks very sexy with all that cum running out of it." Phil said. We both gathered our clothes and went to the bathroom and cleaned each other up and dressed. When we got down stairs Phil's little brother came by us and said, "Did the two of you enjoy doing your homework?" I looked at Phil and he just ignored the remark as we walked outside. "Does he know what we were doing?" I asked Phil. "We have played with each other a little, but nothing like we just did." Phil said. "Am I going to see you tomorrow?" Phil asked. "Hope so, have to check and see if everything is all right." I said as I waved goodbye to him. So now you see why I am so happy, and it doesn't matter it my brother visits my bed or not. He would really be surprised if I turned him down, but don't think that will ever happen. Phil and I are to get together again tomorrow and I believe we may become the best of buddies. The thought of his brother knowing what we are doing is even more exciting. Guess there are people out there who love those of us who have a lot of extra to love.