Date: Mon, 10 Jun 2002 20:15:36 -0400
From: alvin c williams <achipmunk@lycos.com>
Subject: My Brother's Friend

	Okay, this is true story, but it is told in a straight narrative
way, so if it is a little choppy, sorry, I don't think I will be winning an
award for it anyway. Email comments to achipmunky@yahoo.com if you want
too.

I have two younger brothers.  I like being the big brother.  I think being
an only child kind of sucks.  You miss out on a lot of cool stuff.. My
oldest brother, Matt is 15, and Carter is 12. I am 17, so I think this
story is okay to tell.  They are both pretty cool, not nearly as cool as
their older brother though, of course. We also have an older sister, so we
are a pretty big family.

I have never had sex with my brothers, and honestly the thought kind of
seems extremely gross to me. But I have fooled around with some of Matt's
friends.  My mom is kind of like the cool aid mom, and since we all play
sports and stuff, her and my dad always let us have friends over and we
have a pretty cool house for sleepovers and stuff.  I have seen Matt hard
though, in the morning and when I catch him watching porn, but it honestly
does not turn me on. It makes me laugh more than anything.

	I have never had sex with any guys, but I have given and gotten
blowjobs and played with them, including some of my older brother's
friends.  My younger brother is only twelve, sorry still too young. It
usually happens when they sleep over, or we go camping.  My first time ever
was when I was in eigth grade. It was pretty cool. My first time with any
of Matt's friends was probably about two years ago, with a really hot guy
named Nathan. He was 13 or 14, I guess, and I was 15, so we were both
eternally horny, which I still am.

	He came over after Matt's soccer game for a cookout with my family.
We were all swimming in the pool, and he kept wrestling with me. He was and
still is pretty hot. He has light brown hair, plays a lot of sports, and is
really just all around hot, complete with awesome legs and a cool smile.
Pretty skinny, but always has a great tan, and a very pretty face. I know
some guys dont like pretty boys, but I love them. Anyway, we always wrestle
in the pool, and after we wrestled, he always wanted to get on my shoulders
or try to dunk me. In fact he was my chicken partner, and was always on my
shoulders when we played.  One time, after he fell off, he tried to get on
shoulders the wrong way, which put his crotch right in my face.  I only let
him stay there for a few seconds, then I threw him into the deep end.  But
I kind of got the feeling that something was going on.

Anyway, Nathan kept doing little stuff that kind of made me think he might
be interested, like asking if I had a girlfriend, and he did the one thing
that in my experience almost always gives it away-- He kept pinching my
nipples. I am not into abuse or anything like that , but there is something
that really turns me on about another guy pinching my nips and giggling
about it, wanting me to pinch his too.

	Anyway, I was getting really hot about this guy. I had known I was
gay since I was about 13, so I figured it might be his time to have decided
that too. That night. he was sleeping over, as he had done a few times
before, and I wanted to find out. The whole night we all got along very
well. My brother does not know I am gay, or that sometimes I get a little
crush on his friends.  He just thinks that I am a really cool older bro who
always gets along with his friends.

	We have a basement, and whenever anyone sleeps over, they usually
just crash there, after watching some movies. I was watching the movie,
which was terrible by the way, (The Haunting) with them, and asked Matt if
he cared if I brought my sleeping bag down and crashed there in the
basement.  He didn't care. We were all just sitting around in our PJs, .I
know it is a little 1950's, but my Mom always makes us wear them when we
sleep in the basement because it gets cold.

	But honestly, I think guys in PJs are kind of hot, so I didnt care
anyway.  As we watch the movie, I kind of make sure that Nathan is in the
middle, and I set up my bag on the other side of him. At about two, we had
to turn the lights out b/c we had church the next day. So we basically just
went to sleep, or at least my brother did.  There was no way that I was
going to sleep without finding out some answers.

	This is when I go to work. From my very first experiences, I have
developed some techniques to find out in a safe way, whether or not someone
is interested in playing around at night.  I have never been "found out"
and I would say about half of the time when I am in bed with another guy,
we fool around at least a little bit, and as far as I know, noone complains
the next day. Really, the hardest part is setting it up to where we are in
the same bed or tent or whatever. Fortunately, my basement is the greatest
place of all. You can always hear if someone is coming down the stairs. It
is dark, and there is nowhere to sleep but the floor on bags or inflatable
beds.

	I kind of inch my sleeping bag very close to Nathans, and just roll
around to let him know I am still not asleep, you know just in case he is
curious.  I hear him rustle around too, and he actually rolls over a little
closer to me.  I kind of mutter that I am hot, and take my hands out from
my bag, and rest them on my belly. Then I slowly move my left hand closer
to his sleeping bag.  He is on his back and I am on my back. I make another
noise like I am stirring in my sleep(my defense if they wake up and say
anything) and rest my hand very lightly on the edge of his bag.

	He does not move, and I dont move for a couple of minutes, Then I
slide my foot over to where it meets with his foot. I feel his hand moving
inside his sleeping bag, and he takes it out.  I kind of think that it may
be over at this point, so I dont move at all, pretending to be asleep.
Then, I hear make a slight little moan, kind of like the one I made
earlier, and he moves his body right next to mine.  So now, my hand is
under his body, and I wait then start to move it just a little, probably a
centimeter back and forth.  My hand placement was actually extremely lucky.
I can feel the bottom of his butt cheek, which is awesome. He has that
soccer ass, which drives me nuts.

	So, I start to get a little bit braver, and start moving my fingers
over his ass, which he does not move away from. Then I reach over with my
other hand and start to unzip my bag, so I can move a little more. He took
the hint pretty well, and unzips his bag all the way down to his legs, and
then I look over to make sure my brother is still sleeping,and turn over on
my belly. This way , I can explore him with both hands, and he can touch me
too, if he wants too. I slide my hand out from underneath him, and use my
other hand and put it right next to his stomach, not on it yet, but where
my fingertips are touching his hips.

	He turns his head towards me, and I can see that his eyes are
closed. I have to make the decision now. I am pretty sure he wants me to do
something, and I definately want to touch him. This is actually the hottest
part of sex to me, the first contacts.  I cant resist, and I start to move
my hand onto his belly.

I love bellies.  He is wearing a t-shirt and some PJ bottoms he borrowed
from my brother.  I do not know what kind of underwear he is wearing yet,
but I am planning on finding out soon. He starts to breathe heavily, and so
was I.  I am turned completely on my side now.  If my brother wakes up, I
am toast, but oh well, what the hell. I move my hand down to the top of his
pants, and place my thumb underneath the elastic waistband.  I did not feel
any underwear, so he may be naked under the PJs or I could just not be
there yet.

	Feeling a fourteen year old hottie in the dark is awesome, and by
this time, I am so ready for something, that I can hardly control myself.
I feel the PJs jerking the closer I get to his boner, and I am pretty sure
now that he is not wearing any underwear.  I move my fingers under the band
some more, and enjoy the feeling I get.  He leans in and gets closer to me,
so that his body is right next to my face.  I spread my hand out so that my
thumb is at the top of his waistband and my pinky is somewhere over his
dick. I can feel the heat from it even though I was not touching it, yet.

	Finally, I make contact with it, but with only my pinky.  I can
feel that he is wet and I run my pinky over the very top of his dick a
couple of times, running it around the slit, and a couple of times under
the ridge.  But I know that he is about to cum, and I don't want this to
just be a quick hand job, so while my head is practically on his chest, I
lean up and tell him to follow me.

	I get out of my bag very slowly, then go the bathroom in our
basement.  At first, I don't hear anything, and I am thinking "Holy shit,
he is not coming" but then I hear his bag unzip all the way, and he starts
to walk towards the bathroom..  The first thing he does is apologize for
what he had done, saying he was sorry for getting on my bag.  I think he
must have thought I was calling him in to beat him up or something, but I
just told him everything was cool.  Then I said, "Do you want me to give
you a blowjob?"  He nodded his head, and immediately his dick started to
get hard again.

	I locked the door, and sat on the toilet seat.  I told him that if
my brother came in, we were going to pretend that he was sick, and I was
helping him, but I really wasn't too worried about it.  Then I brought him
close to me, while holding his hands, and buried my mouth on his
bellybutton. I started licking him all around his stomach, and even started
rubbing his butt with one of my hands.  The other one was on his hip.  I
could feel his dick on my throat, gently going up and down whenever I
touched his skin.

	I slipped his pants down without taking them all the way off (just
in case), and licked the tip of his dick.  It was beautiful.  About 5
inches long, circumcised, and there was a little patch of pubic hair just
above it.  I could taste the precum, and smell it too. His head was back
and his eyes were closed.  He was ready and so was I. I licked one side of
his dick, then kind of rubbed it against my cheek, trapping it between my
face and his belly.  Then I held it in my hand, and licked the bottom side
of his head.  He was jerking around furiously, and I knew that he did not
have much time left, and I really wanted to give him a good blowjob, so I
just started tapping the tip of his dick with the tip of my tongue, hoping
it would slow him down some.  But it did not.

I could tell that he was about to come, so I took my mouth completely away
from his dick, and started to rub his ass with both hands.  I was not
really into asses before this, but his was awesome.  I just kept running my
fingers up and down his cheeks enjoying how well sculpted they were.  I was
not touching his dick at all.

	I stood up an started to rub my face against his face.  He opened
his mouth, and I stuck my tongue in.  Kissing him was truly awesome, and
even though he was trying to buck his hips into me, I kind of backed away
so he could not get his dick on me.  We kissed for a long time.  My hands
were all over him, and he started to rub my dick through my pants, but I
wanted to satisfy him before he even had to touch me.  I gave him one last
deep kiss, and actually finished it with a little Eskimo kiss.  I really
don't know why, but it seemed kind of cute at the time.

	Then, I moved my way back down his body, and found his dick again.
Again, I licked the side of it while pushing it against his belly, and as I
was doing this, I felt him shudder and then jerk, then he came very
suddenly. I did not swallow it, because honestly, I did not have time to
get my mouth on it, and, at that point, I had still not really swallowed
it, and I was still a little scared of it. Plus, I think that when it it is
the first time, and you are still trying to maintain that you are straight
to the general public, it helps not to actually swallow their cum.  (But
since then, I have come to enjoy the taste and feeling of swallowing, and
sometimes wish I could go back in time to enjoy those that I missed)

	He came all over the side of my face, and I jacked him while he
finished, and rubbed it into his stomach with my hand while licking his
legs.  When I took my hands off of him, he pulled his pants up, looked at
me in a very happy satisfied way, then left the bathroom.  I had to jack
off unfortunately, then I went in and found him sleeping, with his bag
unzipped.  In the morning, he had worked his way back over to me, and had
his hand on top of mine when we woke up, and pulled it away when my brother
got up.  We basically pretended like nothing happened for a while.

	I was a little confused by that, but I found out later that he was
just kind of weirded out by it and felt kind of guilty.  We talked about it
when he was over one time, and he actually told me that he was gay, but
asked me to keep it a secret.  I told him sure, and we agreed.  We have not
really done anything else, but I think that is because he and my brother
are no longer friends.  They got in a fight because he took my brothers
spot on the team as sweeper, and he had to sit the bench.  A little silly,
I thought, but oh well.  We still talk online sometimes, and he is still
cute.  He doesn't really have a boyfriend, but likes to fool around like
me.  We kind of joke about getting together someday so he can return the
favor, but it hasn't happened yet.  But if the opportunity ever comes up, I
will certainly jump at it.

Thanks,
Alvin the Chipmunk
achipmunky@yahoo.com