Date: Sat, 20 Sep 2008 20:58:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mark Friedman <forcewielder2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kung Fu Humping Ch. 6

This story involves sex between boys. If, for any reason, this either isn't
your cup of tea or is something you shouldn't be reading, please go do
something else.  Otherwise, enjoy!

This story is totally fictional, and as such, any resemblance to any
specific person (living or dead), event, or place is purely coincidental.

Copyright is to me, and this story may not be reproduced anywhere without
my prior permission.

Comments can be sent to forcewielder2000@yahoo.com; flames will be analyzed
for comedic value, and may be distributed with humorous editorial comments
by yours truly to others who think like me.

~Mark

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Several weeks passed since I had nailed Logan doggy style. While we still
continued to hang out, no sex occurred, and whenever we were around Tanner
and Evan, Logan seemed a bit uncomfortable, even though my brothers were
doing very good about not bringing up what they'd seen (though they did
seem to grin a lot more whenever they'd see us together).

I soon started feeling somewhat frisky, and though I masturbated as much as
I could, I still felt like it wasn't enough. After all, I was a teenage boy
who had been sexually active, and that just wasn't something that a guy my
age could stop doing without experiencing certain...withdrawal symptoms.

One evening, Evan asked me to come read to him again before he went to
sleep. I didn't think anything of it, since it was something we did on a
regular basis. When his bedtime came, I had already taken off my pants and
shirt and slid into a pair of sweat pants, in preparation for my own later
bedtime. I headed into Evan's bedroom, where he was already in his pajamas
in bed.

His face lit up when he saw me, and he said, "Come on in!" while scooting
over.

I grabbed the latest book we were reading (in the Chronicles of Narnia, we
had just started "The Magician's Nephew") and crawled under the covers.
Evan curled up next to me, resting his head on my chest as I started
reading. I continued to read to him for a while until he was
drowsy. Finishing the chapter, I put the bookmark back in and set it back
on the stand and turning the light off.

Evan was soon asleep, and I wondered how long I should stay there before
getting up. I had gotten a raging hard-on while reading, and I really
wanted to get rid of it. I slowly started seeing about shifting Evan off of
me when he stirred for a few moments. I stopped moving him as to allow him
the chance to settle back down into sleep when the unthinkable happened.
His leg brushed against my crotch, and I suddenly started ejaculating! I
gasped out, and my hips started bucking up and down a bit from the
intensity. I tried to control my body's spasming around so that it wouldn't
wake Evan, but it wasn't easy, and I still flopped around a bit as I blew
my load all over the inside of my briefs. Eventually, the ejaculation
ended, and as I laid there breathing hard, I noticed that Evan was still
asleep (I mentally heaved a sigh of relief over that; after our talk
several weeks before about humping, I'd have a hard time explaining what
was going on if he'd woken up while I was ejaculating).

After waiting a while, I was eventually able to extract myself from under
Evan, and I quietly (but quickly) headed back into my own bedroom, where I
changed into a clean pair of briefs before going to bed. I laid there awake
for quite a while, wondering over just what had happened. There were people
out there who'd say I was a pervert just for having sex with another
teenage guy who wasn't even related to me (much less enjoying it), and I
didn't even want to think about what they'd have to say about my getting
off on my own kid brother, a little boy who was years away from puberty
(even though it was totally unintentional, and Evan had absolutely no idea
it had even happened).

It was a long time before I fell asleep.

***

A week went by, and fortunately I didn't have any more "incidents" while
reading with Evan. I started to think it was a one-time freak occurrence
when something happened that put that incident to shame.

One Friday evening Tanner was hanging out in my room with me, telling about
some of the recent events in his life. I had been under the covers, and
since it was later in the evening Tanner was in his pajamas (for some
reason, while I normally wore a pair of sweatpants to bed, I hadn't that
night, so I was wearing only my briefs and undershirt).

Tanner soon climbed in with me, and said, "Hey, remember when we used to
sleep together?"

"Yep," I said, nodding; while all three of us brothers used to sleep
together in various combinations when we were younger, it seemed like
Tanner and I had been the most common combination, and it had also seemed
like it had still been a couple of years since we'd really done that.

"I kinda miss that," he mumbled, curling up to me. "Can we do that again,
just tonight?"

"O.K.," I said.

"Great!" he said. "Just...don't tell anyone, all right? I don't want any of
my friends to think I'm a sissy or anything."

"Your secret is safe with me," I assured him, though I'd never had any
intention of telling his friends or anyone else anyway.

I turned out the lamp next to my bed, and soon Tanner was sound asleep,
partially draped over me, since my bed, like his and Evan's, was a twin
bed, and there wasn't much room for this kind of stuff. I wasn't so quick
to sleep, and as Tanner stirred in his sleep I realized that I'd gotten an
erection. Not wanting to have a repeat of what had happened with Evan, I
tried to get out from under Tanner so that I could go jack off. Just when I
thought I would be successful, Tanner stirred again, his hand brushing
against my crotch.

Bam! Once again I started coating my briefs with my semen, trying not to
flop around too much. Fortunately, Tanner, like Evan, was something of a
deep sleeper, and didn't wake during my ejaculation. I still blushed,
though, horrified by the idea that I kept getting off on my own brothers,
two prepubescent boys that I had no interest in sexually. But, I supposed,
there was no damage done; my ejaculating had occurred while they were sound
asleep, and I was the only one who knew what had happened (and I certainly
had no intention of telling anyone!).

I wanted to change my briefs again, but Tanner (who was a good-sized boy
for his age) was draped over me in such a way that I wasn't sure I could
get up without waking him, so I decided that while it was uncomfortable, it
wasn't crucial any more to get up right now. After all, it might wake
Tanner, and I was in no mood to explain what I was doing.

I settled in, and eventually fell asleep. I woke the next morning, and
found that I had woken before Tanner. I had hoped that what had happened
the night before was all a dream, but my dried semen reminded me that it
wasn't. I was still embarrassed by what had happened (even though no one
else knew), but little did I realize that the real humiliation was still to
come (no pun intended).

Tanner soon woke as well. He opened his eyes and smiled at me. "Good
morning, big brother," he said.

"Good morning, little brother," I replied.

I hadn't even realized I'd gotten another erection until Tanner's leg
unintentionally brushed against my crotch. If I'd thought that my
ejaculation the night before had been intense, it was nothing compared to
the one I was experiencing now. I flopped around, moaning, repeatedly
thrusting my crotch into Tanner's leg. When I finished, I found Tanner
staring at me in shock.

"That was nasty," he said quietly after a few moments.

"Tanner, I'm sorry!" I blurted out. "I don't know what happened!"

"It was still nasty," he maintained. "You humped my leg!"

"It was an accident!" I maintained. He continued to stare at me with wide
eyes. "Tanner," I said, "remember when dad talked with us about sex, and he
said that sometimes our bodies would do things that we had no control
over?"

"Yeah," he said somewhat hesitantly.

"Well, for me, this was one of those times. Normally, I don't go around
humping the legs of my brothers, but Logan and I haven't been...humping for
a while, and it led to me being more horny than usual, and when your leg
brushed up against me like that, my body lost control without my
permission. I'm sorry, and I understand if you don't want to hang around me
any more."

Tanner thought about it for a few moments. "I think I understand," he
finally said. "I still want to hang around you. You're a cool brother."

"Thanks," I said, tussling his hair.

"Still," he said, getting up, "if this is the kind of thing that's going to
happen when you and Logan don't hump for a while, you two better start
humping again. It was kinda freaking me out when you humped my leg like
that!"

"Imagine how *I* felt," I told him.

As he left my room, I stripped off my briefs (a second ejaculation was just
*too* much for even me to handle). I thought about what had happened. As
much as it bugged me to be taking advice about my sex life from a
10-year-old, I realized Tanner was right – Logan and I needed to start
screwing again.

I had my chance a couple of days later. After Tae Kwon Do class one
afternoon, Logan came over to my house. We bounded into my room, as Logan
wanted to play video games. I wanted to play, too, but I had a different
kind of fun in mind. I shut my door as Logan dropped his belt and started
taking off the top of his uniform. I calmly walked over to where he was,
trying to act all cool.

"There's something we need to do before we start playing video games," I
told him.

"What's that?" he asked in such a way that I knew he had no idea what I had
planned.

"Something we've been putting off for far too long," I replied.

Before he could reply, I grabbed him and kissed him fiercely. He stood
there in shock, totally unprepared for what I'd done. I broke off the kiss
and said, "I want your body," before I kissed him again. He leaned into the
kiss this time, and our hands started going over each other's body. He
yanked my belt off of me, and with fumbling hands undid my uniform top
while I pulled his uniform top off of him before helping him with mine. We
simultaneously grabbed the other's uniform pants and pulled them
down. Stepping out of them, I shoved him up against the wall as we
continued to neck. I grabbed his butt and kinda lifted him up, and he
responded by managing to wrap his legs around my waist. Our erections
pressed into each other through our underwear.

"Justin, bed!" he gasped out between kisses.

"Hold me tightly!" I told him, and he wrapped his arms around me.

I stumbled over to the bed, and we fell down onto it. I helped him out of
his undershirt, and he helped me out of mine. Finally my briefs went off,
and Logan's boxers joined my briefs moments later. I grabbed him and
without ceremony shoved him onto the bed on his back. I mounted him and
shoved my dick into his butt. AS he wrapped his arms and legs around me
again, I started vigorously sliding my dick in and out of Logan, the bed
rocking from the force of my inward thrusts. The sounds of our lovemaking
was such that I was glad no one else was home at the moment. I wish I could
say we both lasted a long time, but it had been such a long time that Logan
ejaculated within minutes of my entering him, and his squirming around
during his ejaculation caused me to start ejaculating as well.

"I've missed that," he finally said, several minutes later.

"Me, too," I told him.

"I'm sorry we haven't been having sex lately. Having your brothers walk in
on us like they did last time kinda freaked me out."

"Don't worry about it. We're doing it again, and that's what matters." I
pulled out of Logan's butt and got up. "Now, about those video games..."