Date: Fri, 03 Nov 2006 15:23:25 -1000
From: Chris Parker <lavarock69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Kyle and his brothers 4

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between minors.  If you are
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This is the end of the story, but as you'll see, there are plenty of other
events left untold.  If you've enjoyed the series and would like me to
write more, please let me know.  Otherwise, this will probably be it.

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KYLE AND HIS BROTHERS, Part 4

I woke up the next morning and felt a hand holding my dick.  I didn't have
to guess whose it was.  I opened my eyes and saw Sam looking at me.  "Hey,"
he said with a smile.  "Morning," I said, then told him, "let me out, I
gotta piss."  We got up and walked into the bathroom; neither one of us was
hard.  Kyle and Jeff were still asleep, so we closed the bathroom door to
keep from waking them.  We drained our lizards, and I told him I was going
to take a shower.  As I expected, he joined me.

We soaped each other up, starting with our dicks, of course.  As we did,
both of us began to harden a little.  We moved on to the rest of our
bodies.  He washed my back, then I did his.  I moved down to his ass and
washed his muscular little globes, then stuck my fingers between them and
soaped up his crack.  Something came over me, and I told him to bend over.
I knelt down behind him, spread his cheeks, and looked at his butthole.

I'd never been the slightest bit interested in assholes.  As far as I was
concerned, they existed for one purpose only.  I'd never even really looked
at one before.  But I had to touch his.  I soaped up my index finger and
pressed it firmly against his little pucker.  My fingertip was so slippery
it went inside.  I decided to press further, and got my whole finger in
there.  Sam moaned a little, but I was starting to weird myself out.  I
began to withdraw my finger, and his muscles squeezed it out.  Sam stood
up, turned toward me and said, "that felt kinda nice."  His dick was hard.

"Do you guys ever, you know, fuck?" I asked him.  "No," he said, "assholes
are off limits."  "Is that one of the rules?" I asked.  "No," he answered,
"we don't need a rule.  We're just not into that."  He paused, then asked,
"are you bummed?"  "No," I told him, "I'm actually kinda relieved."  He
smiled.

I stroked his boner, and he soaped my dick up again until it was hard.  We
stood there for a while rubbing our helmets together.  It felt great.  I
dropped back to my knees and began sucking him.  "That's awesome, Chris,"
he said, "but I don't think I can jizz right now.  Do you want me to suck
you off?"  I looked up at him and said, "nah, maybe just suck me for a
little while.  If you're not going to cum, I won't either."  "Let's save it
till right before you have to leave," he said.  I agreed.  I sucked him a
little longer, he did me, then we made out for a few minutes.  We got out
of the shower, toweled off, and went back to the bedroom.

Jeff was sitting up on the futon.  Kyle stirred a bit, opened his eyes, and
sat up.  He noticed Sam's semi-boner (mine had pretty much gone down) and
asked, "did you shoot another load, Sam?"  "No," Sam answered, "it's too
worn out."  "Holy shit!" Kyle exclaimed, "I never thought I'd see the day."
"What did I tell you?" Jeff asked, "I knew you were gonna wear it out," "I
didn't wear it out," Sam said, "you guys did."  We all laughed, knowing the
power of his young cock.  It was just a temporary setback.

Jeff went into the bathroom.  I heard him piss, then turn on the shower.
Kyle remembered his promise from the night before.  "Go get Jon," he told
Sam.  "What if he's still sleeping?" Sam asked.  "Wake him up," Kyle
instructed.  Sam left, and returned a moment later with Jon tagging behind
him, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

Jon was in boxers, and pitching a huge tent.  I was sitting on the side of
the bed.  He stood in front of me, a big smile on his face, and asked, "you
wanted to see me?"  "He wanted to suck you," Kyle laughed.  "So I hear,"
Jon replied, "he wants some of the good stuff."

I grabbed the waistband of Jon's boxers and slowly pulled them down.  His
not-quite-teenage boner popped up and slapped his belly, then pointed at my
face, sticking up just a little above horizontal.  I was awestruck.  It was
the most perfect, beautiful thing I'd ever seen.  It was a bit longer than
mine and Kyle's, and noticeably thicker.  And completely hairless.  Like
all his brothers, he had a helmet that was quite prominent, and topping his
thick tube it looked spectacular.  "Damn, you got a nice one," I said,
unable to look away from it.  "Thanks," he replied, "I like it.  A lot."

I pulled him closer and took his impressive boymeat into my mouth.  I
sucked on his oversized helmet, then went down his shaft.  I took his ample
nuts into my mouth one at a time, and he stroked himself.  I moved back to
his dick and saw he had precum.  I licked his pee hole, and it was very
sweet.  I took as much of his monster into my mouth as I could and fondled
his nuts.

It didn't take long before he started moaning, and I wasn't going to let
his spunk shoot past my tongue.  I wanted to taste every drop of it.  I
backed off to his helmet and positioned my tongue so it was right in front
of his sperm hole.  I stroked his thick shaft.  He grunted a couple of
times and exploded in my mouth.  I wrapped my lips tight around his helmet,
so as not to lose a drop.  Sam was right; Jonny's jizz was the sweetest.
It was the best I'd ever tasted.

I pulled my mouth off and let the last of his jizz dribble onto my hand.  I
studied it closely.  Like Sam's, it was thin and clear.  Even the smell was
kind of sweet.  I licked it up.  Jonny-jizz.  If only he could bottle it, I
thought, then decided no, it's much better straight from the source.  And
this is what Sam gets to eat, and the dick he gets to suck it from, just
about every night.  My own dick was back up to half mast, at least.

Jeff came walking out of the bathroom, and Sam told him, "you missed it."
"Aw, crap," Jeff said, then asked me, "were we right?"  "Oh, yeah," I
replied, "that's candy cum."  Everyone laughed.  A new phrase had been
coined.

Jon's magnificent boner was still sticking in my face when Matty walked
through the door in his birthday suit.  He put two and two together and
started giggling.  I remembered he hadn't seen me naked yet, so I stood up
and showed off to him.
  Matty's eyes were glued to my junk.  I stroked myself a little, and he
grinned, then grabbed the end of his own little pecker.  A moment later his
mind moved on and he asked, "can I take a shower?"  "Take one with me,"
Kyle said, and they went into the bathroom.

I was about to walk over to my bag and grab some clothes when Jon knelt in
front of me and took my dick into his mouth.  The fact that it was the
first time he'd sucked me really turned me on, as did the realization that
this was the very mouth where Sam's dick spent so much of its time.  I
quickly got rock hard.  But I remembered my plan for Sam, and wasn't going
to cum just yet.

Jon's blowjob skills were a far cry from Kyle's, but he knew what he was
doing.  I stood there with my hands on my head and my eyes closed, enjoying
the sensation for a while.  Finally, as I felt myself getting close, I knew
I had to stop.  I put my hands on his head and said, "thanks Jon, but I
really can't cum right now."  I don't know if he was bummed or not, but he
pulled off, stood up, and smiled at me a little.  "Thanks, really, that
felt fantastic," I told him, and his smile grew.  I grabbed his now
deflating dick and gave it a squeeze of gratitude.

A little while later Kyle and Matty came out of the bathroom.
  Kyle told Jon there was still some hot water, so Jon went in to shower.
Kyle then told Sam and Matty to go get dressed.  Jeff already had his
clothes on, so Kyle and I got dressed, too.  Shortly after we finished, Sam
and Matty came back in the room.  "Let's go downstairs," Kyle said.  "But
Jon's still in the shower," Matty protested.  "He'll know where to find
us," Kyle replied, and we headed for the stairs.

Breakfast wouldn't be ready for a little while, so we went outside.  Kyle,
Jeff, Sam and I tossed the pigskin around again.  Jon came out a few
minutes later, and his mom told him to get the twins up.  Jon went into the
tent, and we heard the sounds of scuffling and laughter.  Suddenly Jon
bolted out of the tent, one of the twins chasing right behind him.  I got a
good enough look to see it was David.  He tackled Jon and the two of them
wrestled on the grass, laughing.  David pinned Jon and started tickling
him.  I was happy to see them getting along so well, considering what had
happened the previous morning.

As we finished up breakfast, Kyle's dad said, "make sure you guys get your
homework done before too late."  We all groaned.  Homework.  School
tomorrow.  Shit.  Then he added, "Sam, Jon, I want you to bring yours down
to me so I can check it."  "Yeah, yeah," they both sighed.

We spent the rest of the morning outside shooting hoops and just generally
having fun.  Around 11:30 Kyle's dad fired up the grill and threw on some
chicken pieces and sausages.  I'm not sure what kind of sausages they were
(Polish, brats, whatever), but they were pretty big.  When lunch was ready
we loaded our plates and sat down at a couple of picnic tables.  The twins
sat with their parents, as did Jeff; his dad wanted to talk to him about
something.  The rest of us took the other table, Kyle and I on one side,
the youngest three opposite us.

Jon said to me, "Chris, look."  He took his sausage out of its bun, stuck
it in his mouth, and pretended he was giving it a blowjob.  Matty started
giggling.  Then he grabbed my bun and said, "look, I'm putting my sausage
in your bun."  Matty, who was just then taking a drink, started laughing so
hard juice shot out of his nose.  It was classic.  The site made us all
crack up.  Fortunately, their parents weren't paying any attention.

After lunch we played a little two-on-two basketball, then went back up to
Kyle's room.  "How long can you stay?" Sam asked me.  Realizing I had a
paper due the next day, and hadn't even started yet, I said, "I better
leave by 3."  Sam looked a little sad, but he couldn't have felt as bad as
I did about the weekend coming to an end.

We chilled in the room until a little after 2:30, and I started to pack my
stuff.  "Don't forget our deal," Sam said to me.  "What deal?" Jeff asked.
"Sam wants the two of us to have one last session," I replied.  Kyle and
Jeff laughed, then Kyle asked, "didn't the twins say they were going over
to Sean's house?"  Sam and Jeff both said, "yeah."  Kyle said to Jeff,
"let's go wait in their room."  Jeff grabbed his backpack, they left, and
Kyle closed the door on his way out.

Sam and I were naked in like five seconds.  We laid down on the bed and
made out.  I put his hands over his head, licked his hairless armpits, and
sucked on his nipples.  I kissed and licked him down the front of his body
from his chest to his sparse pubes.  Then we got down to business.  We
didn't really do anything we hadn't done before, but it was better.  We
were beginning to know each other, and what we liked.  The first time we'd
been alone in this bed we were almost strangers.  Now we were lovers.  It
was more than just sex.  It was passionate sex.

We didn't exactly cum at the same time, but it was close.  We were 69-ing,
and Sam went off just as I was getting ready to peak.  His previously spent
body had recovered well.  He moaned and shot an impressive load into my
mouth.  I savored its taste, and that put me over the edge.  I kept his cum
in my mouth as I erupted into his.  I couldn't remember an orgasm that had
felt better, and was surprised by how long it lasted.  I must have
delivered a pretty good load, too.  He swallowed my spunk, but I had one
last surprise for him.  We started making out again, and I used my tongue
to transfer some of his cum into his mouth.  We both moaned as we shared
his precious, delicious boy seed.

When we broke off the kiss, all Sam could say was, "wow."  We hugged and
kissed a little more, fondled each others' dick and balls, and it was over.
We decided we'd better get dressed and let Kyle and Jeff back in.  I went
next door to get them.  "How was it?" Kyle asked as we walked back into his
room.  "Oh, you know, the usual," I answered casually, giving Sam a wink.
The look on Sam's face showed it had been anything but usual.

I finished packing my things and Kyle asked, "so, you glad you finally made
it over here?"  "Hell, yeah," I answered, "but it was probably just the
usual long weekend for you guys, huh?"  "Not at all," Kyle said, "this was
the best weekend ever."  Jeff and Sam agreed.  So did I.

As I picked up my bag, I felt a lump in my throat.  Kyle could see I was
depressed.  "What's wrong?"  he asked.  "It's all over," I replied, sadly.
"It's not over," Kyle said, "it's just beginning."
  Those were the only words that could possibly have made me feel any
better.

We went downstairs and I thanked Kyle's parents.  Sam went and got Jon and
Matty from the back yard.  The twins were still at their friend's house, so
I wouldn't be able to say goodbye to them.  The other five boys walked me
to my car.  We shook hands and said our goodbyes.  Sam had kind of a sad
look on his face again.  Jeff handed me a fat joint "for the road," and I
thanked him.  Then Kyle and Jeff said, "see ya tomorrow."  "Yeah," I said,
"tomorrow," and drove off.

I got home, threw my bag in the corner of my room, sat down in front of my
computer, and started working on my paper.  I fucking hated it, and it
seemed to take forever.  I didn't get done until almost midnight.  As I got
undressed for bed, I saw my bag in the corner.  I'd forgotten to unpack.  I
remembered the one thing inside I really wanted.

I dug out the t-shirt Sam had jizzed on Saturday morning.  I found the
dried treasure, put it in my mouth, and sucked on it.  I turned off the
light, laid down on my bed, and kept sucking on his cum.  Then I put the
shirt next to my head and went to sleep thinking about him.

I woke up the next morning with my usual boner, and knew immediately where
I wanted to shoot a load.  I grabbed the shirt, found the spot again, put
it back in my mouth and started jacking.  When I was almost there, I rolled
onto my side and put the shirt at the end of my dick, making sure the cum
spot was right by my hole.  I fired away, and my jizz joined Sam's, just
like I knew it would from the time he shot it there.  It felt great.  That
night I took a couple hits off the joint, laid on my bed, and jacked off
thinking about all that had happened over the weekend.  I used the shirt
one more time to collect my jizz, then threw it in my laundry basket.

Two weeks later, right after school let out, I spent another weekend at
Kyle's.  I sucked the twins off at the same time.  The taste of their cum
was, well, identical.  It was cool having both their dick heads in my
mouth, shooting almost simultaneously.  We would repeat that action many
times on other visits.  Jon sucked me off for the first time that weekend,
too.  Of course, my best times were with Sam.

Kyle got his driver's license a few weeks later.  He bought a motorcycle,
and started spending the occasional weekend at my house.  I loved having
him over, but I missed you-know-who.

There would be many more days and nights at Kyle's, and I learned some
pretty amazing things from their mental playbook.  I guess when you have
sex as often as they do, you have to keep it interesting.  There were times
when I experienced what I thought had been the best orgasm of my life, only
to have it followed soon after by one that would seem even better.  The
stories I could tell.  And maybe I will, someday.

EPILOGUE (If you'd rather stay in the moment, you might want to read this
later.)

Looking back, that Memorial Day weekend a little over two years ago was the
most awesome time of my life.  I'm sure I jacked off more than a hundred
times thinking about it, probably way more.

Since then we all grew up a little, of course.  Physically, Kyle and I
haven't changed much, except we shave more often.  Jeff's dick and balls
stayed the same, but he started to grow a little happy trail.  The twins'
junk didn't get any bigger either, but their happy trails filled in quite a
bit, and their legs got pretty hairy.  Naturally, the younger boys' bodies
changed the most as hormones did their thing.  The twins and Jon started
going out with girls, but even then the brotherly sex never let up.

Kyle and I are in college now, and we share a one-bedroom apartment just
off campus.  Needless to say, our sex life is fantastic.  I tried out for
the football team last year, but didn't make the cut.  It wasn't
surprising; I knew I'd never play college ball.  This is Kyle's first year,
and he didn't even try.  He's 5'8" and still not real muscular, so he knew
he'd never make it, either.  We're about a two-hour drive from home, and we
go back once or twice a month.  I still spend lots of weekends at his
house, for obvious reasons.

Jeff is a senior in high school, and star running back on the football
team.  The girls are nuts about him, and there's one girl in his class that
he spends a lot of time with, but they're just friends.  He's never even
kissed her.  He wants to move in with us next year, and thinks he might be
able to get a football scholarship from our school.  The coaches are
already talking to him.  I hope it works out.  I'd like to have nightly
threesomes.

The twins are juniors, and doing well with their band.  Danny has a
girlfriend that he's been seeing for a couple of months.  He hasn't gotten
past second base.  David's girlfriend wants to stay a virgin until she's
married.  She sucks his cock (he says she's not very good at it) and jacks
him off, he eats her out and finger-bangs her.  He fucked her up the ass
once, but it grossed him out when he pulled his dick out and saw brown on
it, so that was the end of that.  I guess having a skinny dick probably
made that episode a little easier on her.  I still suck both of them,
always together, of course.

Jon is 14 and his dick is now eight inches long and pretty fat.  His light
brown pubes are beginning to fill in.  He has a girlfriend who's a year
older, and they started fucking a few months ago.  It was the first time
for both, and now Jon is the only one of us who's gotten pussy.  He knew it
was coming and asked Jeff to buy him some condoms because he was too
embarrassed to do it himself.  Jeff got him the biggest size available, but
they were still pretty snug.  Jon told me the first time they fucked he
hurt her pretty bad, and even now when they fuck he stretches her out so
much she walks funny afterwards.  He said fucking with a rubber isn't that
great; getting sucked off by his brothers feels way better.  We suck each
other just about every time I stay at their house.  His jizz is thick and
white now and not as sweet as it used to be, but still mighty tasty.  I
envy his chick.  Matty hopes they break up.  Jeff is sure it's just a
matter of time; they've been fighting a lot lately.

Matty's dick and balls are starting to grow, and he just got his first
pubes.  His face is starting to look a lot like Sam's.  He doesn't shoot
jizz yet, but I'm sure it will happen soon.  He started popping boners all
the time, and decided he wanted to join the club.  Sam and Jon inducted him
a few months ago.  I haven't sucked him yet.  Now that I'm 19, something
about sucking a 12-year-old seems a little strange.  Maybe someday.  Aww,
who am I kidding?  Of course I will.  He'll turn 13 before my next
birthday, so maybe I'll wait till then, when we're both teenagers, and it
won't seem so weird.  If I can hold out that long.

Then there's Sam.  He can still throw a football better than any kid I
know, and is the starting JV quarterback.  He's cuter than ever, and has no
interest in girls.  His dick is the same size as mine and Kyle's now, his
balls a little bigger, and his pubes almost as thick as ours.  We stay in
touch by IM just about every evening.  Whenever I spend nights at their
house, it's Sam I look forward to seeing most.  Sure Kyle and I are the
best of friends and have lots of great sex, but Sammy is the love of my
life, and sex with him is just incredible.  There's nothing on earth I love
better than making him cum in my mouth, and I know he feels the same way
about me.  He's told me so, many times.  He'll get his driver's license
next year, and says he'll drive up to see us on weekends when we don't come
home.  I can't wait.