Date: Thu, 8 May 2008 20:01:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Cole Saarinen <colesaar@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Second Best," part 2 (gay/young-friends)

SECOND BEST
Part 2 of 3
by Cole Saarinen

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DISCLAIMER:

You know the drill. Don't read if you're underage, or if it's illegal, or
if you don't get off on this kind of crap. Otherwise, enjoy.

Also, be forewarned that this chapter contains some light brother/brother
incest.

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When I woke up, birds were chirping and the tent was flooded with golden
light. Hayden was still sleeping peacefully next to me, but Bailey was
gone. I pulled on my shorts and slipped on my shoes, and then I climbed out
of the tent to go find him.

He was about ten feet away from our little campsite, facing away. He was
shirtless and standing with his legs spread slightly, and he was peeing on
a tree. I crept up on him, stepping as silently as I could, and then I
pounced on his back and screamed, "BAILEY!!"

He let out a girly shriek and flailed in terror. "Shit, Cole, don't DO
that!" he yelled, and I laughed hard as he turned back around to finish
peeing. After he shook out the last few drops, he turned around and let me
watch him push his dick back into his shorts and zip up.

"Morning Bailey," I said, still grinning.

"Morning Cole," he said, grinning back. He leaned in close and shut his
eyes, and he gave me a tender kiss. He loosely wrapped his arms around my
neck as his hot tongue pushed between my lips. His skin was sticky with
last night's sweat. I could smell the faint odor of his armpits, sour and
musky.

I twisted my head to the side and worked my tongue past Bailey's, into his
warm mouth. It was kind of gross making out before brushing our teeth, but
we just couldn't stop ourselves. We were so hot for each other.

And that's when I heard rustling and dead leaves crunching behind us. I
jumped off Bailey and turned around, horrified to see Hayden walking
towards us, wearing only his boxers. "Yeah dude," he said, "that's cool I
guess."

"Shit," I hissed.

"Hayden please," Bailey begged, "You can't tell anyone. Promise you won't
tell anyone."

Hayden sauntered right past us. "It's your deal dude, doesn't bother me
any. I'm not gay, though," he said, and fished his dick out of his boxers
to pee.

"Promise!" Bailey ordered him.

Hayden chuckled a bit and looked over his shoulder at us. "Calm down
dude. I'm not gonna tell. But next time? Don't do shit when I'm trying to
sleep right next to you. You guys were waking me up like every five
minutes."

"Oh fuck," Bailey squeaked. He sat down in a pile of leaves, shaking.

Hayden finished peeing and walked back over to us. "Don't freak out," he
said, "I already said I wasn't gonna tell anyone."

"Okay," Bailey said shakily. His eyes were glistening with tears.

Hayden looked up at me and shrugged. "Anyway. Let's go inside, I can make
bacon." He went back into the tent to get dressed.

I held out my hand to help Bailey up. His eyes were wide and he was
breathing fast, obviously really freaking out. "You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said, "fine. Just... gimme a second to breathe."

I hugged him tightly until he calmed down. From fifty feet away, Hayden
called: "C'mon! Breakfast!"

"Coming," I yelled back. "Ready?" I said softly to Bailey.

"Yeah."

So we left our shirts in the tent and followed Hayden back into his
house. His parents and his sister were out, so we had the place to
ourselves. Bailey and I sat on the couch, watching cartoons while Hayden
cooked for us. Bailey calmed back down to normal pretty quickly.

When the bacon was ready we all sat down and wolfed it down. Under the
table, I started to rub up and down Bailey's shin with my toes. He stared
at his plate and grinned. I did that for a couple of minutes, then he
looked up at me. I wagged my tongue at him, then I jerked my head towards
the door of the half-bath, saying c'mon let's go.

We pushed our chairs back and stood up. Hayden looked up at us and said,
"Where you guys going?"

I looked at Bailey, and we grinned like fools. I said, "We're just gonna
go... um... wash our hands!" Bailey burst out laughing, and we ran for the
bathroom.

Inside, I locked the door, and immediately our arms went around each other
and we started to make out furiously. He sat me down on the toilet, yanked
off his shorts and boxers, and then sat on my lap. His arms went around my
neck and we continued to make out, and I grabbed his cock and started to
jack it hard.

His hands slid down my shirtless body to fumble with the button and zipper
of my shorts. He pulled my dick out, then he broke the kiss to look at
it. He jacked it slowly, watching with amazement as my foreskin rolled down
to expose my purple head, then back up to hide it. He looked up into my
eyes and smiled at me.

We made out hard and jacked each other harder, and after only a minute or
two, Bailey shuddered and I felt his thick hot cum trickling down my
fingers. I licked my fingers clean, but I didn't swallow. I kissed Bailey
hard, pushing my tongue into his mouth, forcing him to taste his own
cum. We kissed sloppily and I felt it dribbling down our chins, dripping
spots onto my chest.

I squeezed Bailey tight as I came hard. My first shot squirted into my
bellybutton, and the rest of my load oozed over Bailey's flying hand. When
he stopped jerking he inspected his fingers. My cum was thinner and more
clear than his, and I watched, incredibly turned on, as he shut his eyes
and licked it all off his fingers. Then he pushed me back and licked at my
body. He licked his own cum off my face and chest, and then he licked my
cum out of my bellybutton.

We climbed off each other. Bailey went to the sink to wash his hands and
his face, and I pushed my wilting hard-on downwards and let Bailey watch me
pee. Then we pulled our pants back up, kissed one more time, and stepped
out of the bathroom, acting casual and inconspicuous. Hayden was in the
kitchen, cleaning up his cooking stuff. He looked at us, glanced at the
bulges in our shorts, and rolled his eyes, saying, "You guys are total
fiends." We all laughed.

Some hours later, and Bailey and I were lounging around at his house by
ourselves, having left Hayden to do his chores. "Man, we really stink,
huh," Bailey noticed.

"Yeah," I said, and sniffed my armpit.

"So..." he paused, grinning like a fool. "Whaddya say we save some water
and shower together?"

"Omigod yes," I said, and leaned in close to lick his face. He parted his
lips and licked my tongue, and I felt his hand sliding up my body under my
shirt.

We stumbled up the stairs and into Bailey's bathroom, making out the whole
time. Bailey ran the shower and then stripped down in front of me, and I
stripped for him. We stood there, grinning like fools and admiring each
other's naked bodies.

"You're so hot," I blurted out. Bailey smiled and blushed, and I leaned in
to lick his neck. He turned around and pulled back the shower curtain,
stepping inside, and I followed him. The mechanics of it seemed really
weird, since I'd never shared a shower with anyone before (except my
younger brother when we were little, and of course not counting PE
showers), but it was so totally hot. It was hard for us to both be under
the water at the same time, so we had to kind of rotate and take turns. And
the whole time we were just holding each other close and making out
passionately, our hard cocks straining against each other.

Bailey turned me around, putting me under the stream, and he stepped back,
grabbed the bar of Irish Spring, and started to rub it all over his body. I
couldn't believe how sexy it was to watch him soap up, and I wished I could
be in his PE class so I could watch him do this every day. When he was done
he put the soap back down, and I stepped towards him to start rubbing him
all over, lathering him up. I took the opportunity to rub and massage every
part of his body. I circled his sensitive little brown nipples, I squeezed
his biceps and he flexed them for me, and he lifted his arms to let me
scrub his armpits. I soaped his soft yet firm buttocks, I massaged and
gently squeezed his loosely hanging balls, I played with his pubes, and I
paid extra special attention to his leaking dick.

When I was done lathering him, I used my fingertip to trace my name in the
suds on his tummy, the O encircling his bellybutton. He looked down at it
and giggled, and then he grabbed the soap and started to soap me up. I
folded my arms behind my head and shut my eyes, letting Bailey rub the soap
and his hands over every inch of my body, twitching and moaning softly at
his loving, teasing caresses and pinches and pokes. I took charge briefly,
and Bailey watched in fascination as I showed him how I wash under my
foreskin. He jacked my dick briefly, but I reached down to stop him because
I didn't want to cum just yet. I opened my eyes to see him tracing his own
name in the suds on my tummy. My bellybutton became the dot of his I. He
looked up at me and said, "There. Now we got dibs on each other."

I was so into him just then. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him
hard, and we rubbed each other all over, delighted by the very sexy feeling
of our tongues twisting and tangling and our warm, soapy bodies
slip-sliding against each other.

We both knew we had to get out of the shower, so we rinsed off the soap,
not bothering to wash our hair, and we stepped out of the shower, toweling
off our bodies and drying our hair as fast as we could. We brushed our
teeth with his toothpaste (I used a spare toothbrush), we washed our faces
with his cleansing scrub, we rubbed his deodorant in our armpits, and we
fixed our damp hair with his styling wax.

When we were done, Bailey took me by the shoulders and started to push me
backwards into his room. Then suddenly he shoved me hard, my legs went out
and I felt my body flying backwards. I bounced as I hit the bed hard, and
then Bailey pounced on top of me, attacking my mouth and face and ears and
neck with his lips and tongue. He straddled my leg and moved up tight, so
that each of our left upper thighs were between the other's legs, and he
started to gyrate his hips, frantically grinding his dick into my hip. All
the precum he was leaking made for good lubrication, and I could feel his
iron-hard organ sliding smoothly against my skin. The motions of his hips
were rubbing his own hip against my dick, and I started to grind back,
intensifying the sensations for both of us. Bailey stopped kissing me and
just held himself hovering over me, looking into my eyes and smiling,
looking totally amazed, as we gyrated our hips and desperately humped each
other with
 our thighs locked together.

Humping. Oh yes, humping. You know how sometimes when you're really horny
and you're jacking off, but it's just not enough, and the only thing you
can think to do is just hump your pillow and pretend it's another boy? Well
that's pretty much what I was feeling right then. Except it wasn't a
pillow, and I wasn't pretending. It was Bailey, my new boyfriend, a totally
hot and sexy and cute boy, and even though we hadn't even been "together"
for twelve hours yet, he was as just hot for me as I was for him. Which was
very, very hot.

Bailey's eyes rolled back and his eyelids fluttered, his mouth gaped open,
and his thrusts became as stiff and jerky as his breaths, and then I felt
his cum squirting onto my hip. That was all I needed--I exploded in my
orgasm, cumming so hard I could feel my ears bulging and my vision
blurring, and I didn't even mean to but I let out a throaty sex noise
because the climax was just so intense.

When we finally stopped cumming Bailey lifted himself up to sit on my
legs. I looked down at my hips and looked at the two distinct puddles of
cum, one thicker and whiter and one thinner and clearer, but both so warm
they were almost steaming.

Bailey looked at them too, then he looked up at my face. We were both
panting hard, struggling to catch our breaths. "Wow," was all Bailey could
say.

"So fucking hot," I gasped.

"Wow," he repeated. After a couple of seconds he bent over to lick me
clean, eating up all of my cum and his own. He licked the cum out from
under my foreskin, and I winced and whined at the intense sensation of his
tongue swirling around my sensitive purple head. He came up over my face
and spat, dumping the huge mixed load of his cum and my cum and his saliva
directly into my open mouth, and I almost had another orgasm right then. It
seemed like it should be gross but it just made me so fucking hot, and I
hoped hard that it wouldn't be the last time Bailey spat cum into my
mouth. He stuck his tongue in my mouth and made out with me as I swallowed
every drop of the load in three big gulps.

"I'm full," I said peacefully, and we both burst into a giggling fit.

"I'm tired," Bailey yawned.

"Me too," I said, yawning in echo. "Naked naptime?"

"Naked naptime," Bailey said softly, smiling at me. We giggled and kissed,
then pulled a cool, thin sheet over ourselves. We became a tangle of arms
and legs and tongues, and simply cuddling naked and kissing Bailey was the
most wonderful thing I'd ever experienced. We nodded off in no time at all.

"Hey!" I startled awake, because that voice definitely did not belong to
Bailey. I opened my eyes and rubbed out the blur, and I saw the small form
of Bailey's nine year old brother Skyler standing in the doorway. For the
second time today, we'd been caught red-handed.

"Motherfucker," Bailey spat.

"We are just so bad at this," I sighed.

"You guys were playin' sex," the kid taunted us.

"Now Skyler," I said amicably, "what on earth would give you that idea?"

"Cause," he said, "you're cuddling naked, an' that's what me and Bailey do
after *we* play sex."

I looked my boyfriend in the eyes, and he looked like he was about to die
of sheer embarrassment. "Oh really?" I said teasingly. This was all just
hilarious to me.

"Jesus tapdancing Christ," Bailey groaned, "Cole, I'll explain everything
later. Skyler, get the fuck out of my room, RIGHT NOW."

"Nuh-uh," Skyler said, "Gimme a blowjob or else I'll tell Mom you guys were
havin' sex. And she'll tell Cole's mom." He stood there in the doorway,
smirking that infuriating smirk that only nine year olds can manage. As
adorable as Skyler was, I suddenly wanted to wrap my hands around his
scrawny little neck and throttle him.

"Goddammit," Bailey said, "...alright. Get in the bed. Shirt off, pants
off, undies off."

Skyler squealed with delight and leapt onto the bed, yanking off the sheet
to expose our naked bodies. I briefly tried to cover up my privates, but I
saw Bailey didn't bother, so neither did I. Skyler sat down at our feet and
stripped off his shirt and socks, then stood up to pull down his shorts and
then his tight little white briefs. He waved his hairless
two-and-a-half-inch cocklet at us, grinning devilishly.

He laid down between us, and Bailey immediately went to work, bobbing his
lips up and down on his brother's tiny dick. This wasn't like he did it to
me, this was business, something to get overwith as quickly as
possible. Skyler was loving it, though, and he sighed and cooed
pleasurably.

And what surprised me was that watching my super-sexy boyfriend suck his
super-cute little brother, an innocent prepubescent little boy who was
years away from pubes and cum, it turned me on... a lot. Brotherly incest,
being played out right in front of me. It was so dirty and exciting and
kinky and wrong, and it was SO. FUCKING. HOT.

I reached over and started to rub Skyler's narrow chest. He was surprised,
and he looked up at me and smiled before shutting his eyes again. I started
to tweak his tiny nipples, pinching them and twisting them, and when Skyler
responded with gasps and moans, I discovered that his nips were just as
sensitive as his big brother's.

I reached down with one hand and started to rub the boy's tight little
nuts. They were no bigger than marbles, held tight in a hairless sac that
was like half a golf ball, but the heat coming off them was incredible. I
rubbed them and squeezed them gently, and Skyler responded with a quiet,
dry moan.

All the while, Bailey was still sucking, up and down, up and down. I
decided I wanted to taste some little boy dick for myself, so I sidled my
face up next to his and started to lick at the parts of Skyler's shaft that
Bailey didn't immediately have in his mouth. Next, my lips followed
Bailey's, almost kissing him as he sucked, and then I pushed gently on his
head. Skyler's dick slipped out of his mouth and immediately popped into
mine.

Skyler's dick tasted sweeter and less salty than his brother's. But what
amazed me was how tiny it was. Two and a half inches and no bigger around
than my middle finger, the whole thing fit in my mouth so easily, it was
like popcorn shrimp. I sucked him lovingly, and Skyler moaned with surprise
and delight to find his dicklet in a new mouth. I rubbed the little boy's
balls as I sucked him, and Bailey just relaxed, rubbing my back with one
hand and jacking me off with the other.

Little Skyler took a deep breath and arched his back, and I stuck my hands
under his armpits to hold his small body by the ribs. I sucked hard as his
dry orgasm tore through him, and as I held his smooth little body in my
hands I could feel him shake, rattle, and roll.

The boy panted and moaned as I stopped sucking him and rubbed my hands all
over his body. Then I sat up on my heels and leaned back against Bailey's
chest. Bailey kept jacking me and he started to lick me erotically behind
my ear, and as I felt my orgasm approaching I said, "Hey Sky, you wanna
taste my cum?"

"Yeah!" he cried.

"Okay, open your mouth." He bent down and opened wide, sticking out his
tongue, and as Bailey jacked me hard he aimed my dick into his brother's
mouth. Skyler ran his tongue back and forth along the underside of my head,
and I gasped. "Nnh, get ready," I said, "here it--c-comes!"

I inhaled sharply and then shuddered as I came hard, squirting my load
right into Skyler's eager mouth. He kept licking teasingly at the sweet
spot right under my head, which made my orgasm so much longer and so much
more intense. With each pulse from my cock the depraved little boy
swallowed another small wad of cum, until he had milked me completely dry.

He sat back on his haunches and swallowed the last of my load, licking his
lips. Between his legs, his tiny boy-dick was still red and wet and stiff
from the loving suck it had recieved only moments before. "Wow, Cole,"
Skyler said, smiling, "your sperms taste a lot better than Bailey's!"

Bailey and I laughed hard. "Why thank you," I said, bowing theatrically.

"Alright," Bailey said, "you got your suck and you got your snack. Now get
the fuck out of here before Mom comes upstairs and we all catch holy hell."

"Kay," Skyler said, leaping off the bed and pulling up his
underwear. "Thanks, guys!" And with that he picked up the rest of his
clothes and scurried off to his bedroom.

"What a complete little shit," Bailey muttered, shaking his head.

I twisted around and kissed him passionately. "He's got a tasty little dick
for a complete little shit," I said, and kissed him again. "You're lucky
you've got a brother like Skyler."

"Yeah," Bailey said, grinning at me and starting to get
dressed. "Whatever."

And that's how I had a three-way with my boyfriend and his little brother.