Date: Sun, 30 Jul 2000 19:32:55 EDT
From: Mousekid17@aol.com
Subject: MY GIRLFRIENDS BROTHERS PART 4

MY GIRLFRIENDS BROTHERS PART 4


STEPHEN


First let me take this moment to apologize to all the readers of Nifty.  My
intent was not to come across as an "asshole" when I made the comment about
the emails I received regarding weather the stories are true or not.  I was
just frustrated at the amount of email questioning that part.

I apologize.

Secondly, a lot of you like the "style" of my writings and I am happy for
that. But a few of you seem to question the style I use and my use of
shortened "chat room abbreviations."

For those who do not understand the meaning of some of the words I use,
such as LOL <laugh out loud> or RENTS <parents> I am sorry for that.  It's
just my "style" and it's actually the way I talk in real life.  I will make
an effort to discontinue such abbreviations, but please don't expect
miracles in finding it totally disappear ?

Although I DO try, I just know I will never please everyone.

BUT, your feedback is REALLY appreciated, and I thank each and every one of
you who took the time and made the effort to let me know you enjoy my
writings.

Again THANK YOU!

Now...lets meet Stephen:


Have you ever seen a person who constantly has that "smirky" look on his
face?  The kind of person who knows the punch line to the joke you're
telling?  Or the person who knows something dirty or evil about you and he
just finds it funny, but he's not gonna tell anyone about it?

Well, if you know that kind of person then you have an idea of what kind of
person Stephen is.

Just add certain innocence, certain shyness, and a certain devotion to
anyone that he cares about.  And oh yeah, add a hell of a lot of cuteness
too!

That's my Stephen.

I call him MY Stephen because that is what he really is.  He is mine.  In
the world of love, he is mine as I am his.  In the world of best buds I am
his as he is mine.  In the world of blood brothers he is mine as I am his.
Ok we LOVE each other, in every sense of the word.  And this love had been
going on for close to 3 years before my move to Florida ended it all,

How did it all start?  Well, you can thank Hide & Seek for it all to come
crashing down on us.

Stephen is the kind of kid who just eats up attention.  No matter how much
or how little, if he can get any out of you he's yours for good.  When we
would play baseball or any out door game Stephen HAD to be on my team.  He
would always be by my side, almost like a lil puppy dog.  <Only without the
wet nose> if we played any kind of board game, he would make sure that he
was either on my side as a player or sitting right next to me as an
observer.  And many times if he was not playing the game he was sitting in
my lap watching the game.

In fact he would sit in my lap so much that it became a common site to see
me, wherever I was sitting, with Stephen in my lap.  Be it at their house
watching TV, or resting after a hot game of baseball, or even just sitting
around in the front yard talking and horse playing with the rest of the
boys, Stephen was always in my lap.

And you know that feeling you get when you have a warm body next to yours?
And how your body reacts to having some type of weight against your dick
and balls that you have no control over?

I was afflicted with that.

And what made matters worse about me getting bones when Stephen would sit
in my lap is that he would almost, as if with some hidden plan, make it
work out that way.

Like, when he would sit in my lap, he would move around and squirm around
so that his butt was always rubbing hard on my dick.  Then as if he sensed
my hard on, he would stop moving and just sit so still, as if he was using
his butt muscle as feelers to probe how hard my dick was.

Most of the time after Stephen settled down, he would then slouch forward,
open his legs just a little and grab my arms and bring them around his body
so that I could hold him even closer to me, with his hands still holding my
arms.  And he would also slowly move my hands so that they were directly on
top of his crotch area.

What a kid, huh?  ?

So it was that there was two different occasions that I want to tell you
about involving Stephen and myself.

The first time I had just turned 12 and Stephen was getting to be 9 years
old.  It was a weekend free of school and we had a neighborhood game of
Hide & Seek.  Being it was getting dark outside and there was only one
streetlight, it was perfect time to play the game.  While one neighbor boy
was counting <I think his name was Andy> I grabbed Stephens hand and said
lets go!!

Both Stephen and I jumped a small fence, went over to the corner of a house
that had big trees all over their front yard, and got on our hands and
knees and crept into the bushes that was lined up against the house.  Lying
down on my right side with my right arm stretched out above my head, I
settled down to wait for Andy to stop counting to a 100 and come looking
for us.  He was still on the 50's when Stephen moves up to lie in front of
me.  Putting my left arm around his torso, I hugged Stephen closer to me
and said in a whispered voice, "Stay still dude and he wont find us ever
ok? "

With that I rubbed Stephens stomach and got a short giggle out of him.

"Does that tickle bro?" I asked as I rubbed Stephens stomach again.  Moving
closer to me he began to giggle some more.  He also moved so that his butt
was right against my now growing dick.

Getting brave I snuck my hand up under the t-shirt that Stephen had on and
let my fingers caress his warm and somewhat moist stomach.

Stephen immediately put his hand over mine entrapping my hand on his
stomach.

My fingers probed for his bellybutton.  Sticking my one finger inside and
moving it around, Stephen laughed and said it makes him feel like he has
bugs in his butt when I do that.

"Bugs in your butt?  Eeeewwwweeeeeee" I said with a little disgust in my
voice but laughing at the same time.

Stephen giggled too and said "Well it does."

So I dug some more into his bellybutton explaining that maybe I better keep
doing it for him, that way from his laughing so much maybe the bugs will
come out of his butt and he wont have anymore.

Stephen rolled over to his back and said, "Ok."

"One hundred, ready or not here I come." Andy yelled as he began his
search.

I moved Stephens's shirt up some more and begin my diggings with my index
finger.  Giggling and now squirming around, Stephen begins to make just a
little too much noise for us not to be caught.  Telling him he needs to be
quieter, I stopped my digging and leaned close to his ear.

"You gotta quit laughing so much bro or Andy is gonna find us."

"I can't help it, it tickles and makes me feel funny." Stephen whispered
back.

"Maybe all the bugs are gone now."

"You think so?" I whispered back.

"I dunno." Stephen said as I put my head on his chest.  Looking up to his
face in the dim light of the street light, I smiled and said "Lets see ok?"

Stephen shook his head up and down and with a smile he moved his hands off
my hands and put them further up on his chest.  Sliding my hand down from
his bellybutton, I unsnapped the button on his pants, pulled the zipper
down and let my hand slid against his warm stomach down the dark recesses
into his pants and crotch area.  As my fingers probed and my hand slid, I
first encountered a small but limp dick.  It almost felt like a finger that
was loose.  Stephen giggled when I made contact with his dick.

Moving my hand lower, I then felt his balls that were beginning to tighten
up close to his body.  Stephen giggled some more.  Just as my hand was
going to go lower, we both froze as we heard footsteps.

"I hear ya laughing at me." We both heard Andy say as he was within feet of
our hiding location.

What BAD timing if he was to find us now I thought.

Keeping my hand on Stephens dick and balls, and not moving a muscle, we
both were as still as the bushes protecting and hiding us.  As Andy was
moving so close around us, my hand felt movement.  Something was now moving
slowing along the palm of my hand.  The once limp dick was now growing and
getting hard and actually moving my palm and hand as it grew bigger and
harder.

With Andy standing less than 5 feet away from Stephen and I, a nice yet
firm little boy dick was now attacking my hand.  All of 3 inches hard and
somewhat about the same thickness of my middle finger, the 8-year-old dick
began to have a life of its own.

Throbbing and pulsing, it actually jumped and twitched on is own.  It kept
up this little twitching and throbbing until I moved my hand so that my
fingers could wrap themselves around this little pole of excitement.

I held it as if my life depended on it.

Stephen took a deep breath and released it as if he was on a sexual high.
I know I was.

We both were very still as we heard Andy yell, "I see you Dean." And off we
heard the hurried footsteps of the 13 year old racing to make it to the
light post first.

As soon as Andy left, Stephen looked at me, smiled and moved his hand so
that it now was resting upon mine on the outside of his undies as my hand
continued to hold his boy stick.

"It tickles." Stephen whispered to no one in particular.

"Does it?" I had answered nervous as hell.

"Yeah, it does.  Make it tight again like you had it before." Stephen
directed me.

Taking my left hand I now turned it so it was upside down, like the
backhand stroke, and began to hold and gently squeeze his throbbing dick.
I felt Stephen tighten his mid section up as I squeezed again and again on
and off.

"How does that feel now?" I asked in a gentle whisper.

"Good." Was all Stephen managed to say.

Did I say I was in heaven?

"OLIE OLIE OXEN FREE!!!!" We next heard Andy screaming.

Talk about getting the prick tease of a lifetime!!!!

Here I was holding and playing with a very big, very hard 8 year old boy
dick and my own dick was wanting to tear apart my jeans and escape to join
in the fun, and all we are now hearing is our rents <parents> calling us to
come in for our showers.

DAMM DAMM DAMM !!!

Giving a few more squeezes and a gentle tug on Stephens's dick, I withdrew
my hand and let it rest on Stephens's stomach as he reached down and pulled
his own pants together and zipped up and then buttoned them close.

I patted his stomach a few times before we both moved on our knees and
crawled out of our hiding place.  Walking over to the light where just
about everyone was, we both talked about how good we had a hiding place
while Andy was telling everyone he knew where we all were, but he was just
planning on taking his time finding us.

Stephen was standing in front of me the entire time with my arms draped
over his chest and resting on his stomach.  Patting his stomach the entire
time we were standing there, Stephen piped up that our hiding place was
BEST cuz it was so kewl a place it actually made him feel good.  Everyone
just kinda looked at him like whaaaaaaa huh?

He looked up at me and said, "Lets hide like that again ok Tony?"

Smiling and now rubbing his stomach I said, "Sure dude anytime u want to."

We all headed to our homes and as I stood watching the boys walking away,
Stephen turned his head and took one more glance at me before turning the
corner.  Was that a hand on the front of his crotch as I seen him smile and
then wave bye?

I know my hand was on my crotch as I slowly rubbed my bone.

"Take it to the bathroom dude."  Andy pushing me to the side awakened me
out of my dreams.

"Huh?"  I looked at him with that stupid DOHH!! Look.

Andy looks at me laughing and says if you gotta piss that bad that your
holding your dick, you better get to the bathroom.

"Ahhhh yeah I better." I said as I turned to go home.  "See ya later dude."
I said as I walked by Andy and went to my own house.

I thought of nothing but Stephens's dick and body as I jacked off as soon
as I got into my room.  After my shower, I jacked again thinking of
Stephens's dick.  And after having our nightly desert, and calling it a
night, I once again jacked to the memory of my hand on Stephens's dick.

The following weekend found me over Sherry's house to have dinner and play
Monopoly.  While we were watching TV waiting for dinner to be ready,
Stephen, who just came out of the shower dressed in a leg length t-shirt,
came over and sat in my lap.  He looked up at me and smiled that smirky
look he had and just rested his butt into my crotch.  Once I was hard, and
trying not to move much, Stephen leans back on my chest and whispers up to
me, "Lets go play hide & seek."

Just as he said that Shirley came into the living room saying no one was
going to go outside because the rain was now starting to come down.

"Awwwww Mom." Stephen whined.

I patted Stephens's stomach and said maybe another time dude.

Dinner was ready!!  We had a great meat loaf and mashed potato dinner with
corn and ice cream floats for desert.  Clearing the table and helping clean
and wash the dishes, the other boys got the Monopoly game out and was
setting it up on the kitchen table.

Being a little too young to really understand the game Stephen found his
spot and was content to just watch as he squirmed in my lap.

After about only 20 minutes of playing, it was "suggested" by Sherry's dad
that maybe we took the game into the boys room because of the noise and
laughter we were making.  I mean what do you expect when a bunch of boys
get together to play games?

We all piled in the boy's room as Stephen forced me to carry him as he were
too tired to walk.  <Yeah-good excuse ahaha>

With the boys all on different beds and me lying on Stephen's top bunk with
him up against me, it was then that Dean said lets turn off the lights and
tell spooky stories.

That's perfect we all said with the rain and lightening outside.  I was
thinking, as I am sure Stephen was, yeah perfect lets turn off the lights.

No sooner had the lights gone off, and Dean was talking about a man who
kidnaps children in the dark, Stephen takes my right hand and puts it
directly on his stomach under his shirt.  Leaning into me he whispers just
three words.

"Hide and seek."

Not wasting time my hand began its slow trip down the stomach to the
waistband of Stephens undies.  Whoa I was expecting some pants or jeans or
something, but he was just wearing his undies under that long t-shirt.

Moving to get a better position, Stephen lifted his undies up and away from
his body allowing my hand to slid above his pubis area and feel the already
hard 3 inches just waiting to be grabbed.

And grabbed I did.  As soon as my hand wrapped around his toy pole, Stephen
sighed and stretched himself out to really enjoy the contact.  As I moved
closer to Stephen, I trapped his right arm between my dick and his body.
Making slow but pleasant movements I began my own hump motions as my hand
slowly pumped along Stephens hard dick.  Keeping a steady movement on his
dick, and keeping a steady but firm humping on his arm, it was not very
long before I felt my own dick expand to its fullest and my own orgasm was
beginning as Stephen himself was now panting deep and long.

Just as my dry orgasm was ending Stephen bucked his body up and hard and
let out a gasp as I now felt his boy toy throb once, twice, three times and
then he collapsed on his back as I continued to hold his now sensitive but
still hard dick.

Most of the boys stopped and Dean asked what was going on up there?

I laughed and said I was just poking on Stephens's stomach and accidentally
hit a sensitive spot.  It was David who laughed and said opps musta been
his dick.

We all laughed.

Then the door opens and the light flashes on as Shirley said it was time
for the boys to get to sleep.  As she looked at me as I begin to sit up,
she told me to lie back down because she had called my mom and because of
the rain I was to sleep over.  Stephen broke out with a "YIPPIE!!" and
hugged me close to him telling everyone that I was sleeping with HIM in HIS
bunk!!!

No one thought anything of it.

But both Stephen and I looked at each other and smiled.  Saying goodnight
to everyone and just as I snuggled Stephen closer to my now near naked
body, I whispered... "Wanna play hide and seek again?"

We both laughed as we held onto each other.

Good thing the rain was loud enough to hide our giggles.