Date: Thu, 7 Oct 1999 11:20:05 EDT
From: Posting4745@aol.com
Subject: Step Brother Rick Pt 1

The normal disclaimers apply. This is the story of teenage boys doing what
comes naturally to very horny teen-age boys. If you are under the legal age,  or
it is against the law where you live to read erotica or pornographic material,
stop here.

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I remember how it all started. It was back in the March of 1989. Tim and I had
been living alone with mom since dad had blown town four years earlier. She
finally found a really nice guy named Ed and they got married after a brief
engagement. I really liked Ed. He treated Tim and me really well. We felt as if
he
really wanted us to be part of his family. Best of all he had a really hot
looking
son, Rick who was finishing up his senior year at my high school.

I had only met Rick a few times and every time I did, I found myself thinking
about his hot body. When it became apparent that we were all going to live
together after Ed was going to marry my mom, I started hanging around Rick
more at school. Although most of the seniors never wanted to have anything
to do with freshman, Rick was different.

Rick was a little more soft-spoken than most of the jocks at school and he
sometimes would talk with me for a half-hour or so after school, shooting the
shit or whatever. We talked about girls, cars, going to the mall and shopping
and how we would all get along after we all moved into my house. Rick and
his dad had a small two-bedroom apartment and there was plenty of room at
our house. I would need to bunk in with my brother Tim and Rick would get
my room till he went off to college in the fall. I wasn't happy about rooming
with a 9 year old, but I would do anything to get Rick to live under the same
roof as me.

Rick told me that he had all sorts of workout equipment in the basement of
the apartment building and that he would put it in the basement of our
house so he could keep "pumping up". He was very well built, but since I we
never shared gym class, and since we hadn't met till this past fall, I never got
to see just how built up he really was.

I (sorry...forgot to introduce myself...Brad, blue eyes, silky brown hair parted
in the center and wicked dimples) had always been a little on the thin side. I
was 14, did the usual pushups and chin-ups and loved to run. I thought
maybe I could workout with him and get bigger and more muscular.....ok, ok,
get some muscles....For now, I was 5'7" and 125 lbs and wanted to look like
him no matter what it took.

A week before they moved in I moved into Tim's room. Luckily, it was big
enough room that we didn't have to have our beds right next to each other.
By the second night, however, I realized what a drag this was going to be
since, I always jerked off before bed and now I had to share my room with my
little brother.

I got into bed that night about 10:30 and assumed Tim was asleep already. I
pulled my CK's down around my ankles and started to massage my semi-hard
dick. I was surprised at how quickly it responded. I was so horny.... it popped
straight up and hard as a rock. In the last year my dick had gotten much
thicker and a little longer too. It was definitely bigger, just a hair under 6
inches now, not as long or thick as Billy's dick (he lived from down the
block). He was a month older than I was and he was 7 solid inches of cock. We
measured them both very carefully. He and I started measuring our dicks
about two years ago. His hot dick was huge.....man, what I would have done
for another inch of dick......

I kept imagining Rick working out in the basement, shirt off and in tight
shorts, lifting those barbells over and over and pumping up those hot thick
arms of his. I imagined that I was there watching him and that after he was
done with his heavy arm and chest workout, that he would stand in front of
the full length mirror and admire his body. He would stand there flexing his
arms and seeing his biceps all pumped with raw power. I knew that they were
big, but that workout made them even bigger. It made the veins in his arms
almost pop off his biceps. I just wanted to touch them so badly and feel them
and touch the ripples of his 6-pack abs.

I squeezed my dick even harder and felt that warm feeling you get before a
hard cum. I pictured myself secretly watching him slip off his shorts and
underwear and then watch him jerk off in the mirror as he excited himself by
flexing his hot muscles.

I couldn't control it any longer. I arched my back, curled my toes and
splattered hot cum all over my chest. I must have easily shot ten times, each
time spurting hot stringy globs all over. When I finished, I rubbed my cum all
over my hairless chest and then licked the gobs of cum off my fingers. I loved
the taste of my cum. I wished I suck my own dick and shoot right into my
mouth and taste it right from my dick head. I pretended that my cum was a
special cream that I rubbed all over to make my chest and arm muscles bigger,
just like Rick.

After a moment or two, I pulled up my underwear and felt my semi-hard
dick through the fabric. It felt sooooo good...so hard and long and I tugged on
my dick once more. I knew that if I kept playing with it, it would get hard and
I would need to jerk off again. So, I stopped touching myself and settled down
to get some sleep. Then I heard Timmy moving around in his bed.
"Hmmmm..." I thought, "did Timmy hear me?"

The next morning we were getting ready for school. We were both changing
into clean underwear and getting dressed and Timmy kept staring at my dick.
He finally said to me "Brad, you have such a big penis and mine is so small, is
mine going to get bigger soon?"

I realized that he must have seen me last night jerking off. I also noticed that
he had a little tenting going on in his Fruit of the Looms. I told him that
when he gets to be around 10 or 11 his dick will start to get bigger and based
on the size of my dick....he shouldn't have any problems with size.

He asked me how big mine was and I told him that I was 6 inches. He ran
over to the desk, got a ruler and asked me to measure his. He pulled his
underwear and his hard little pecker popped straight out. It was larger than I
imagined for him. I had always seen him soft and it looked like a normal 9
year olds 2 inch dick. But now, it seemed much larger and the head was red
and throbbing. I asked him when his dick started to get bigger and he said had
been this big for a year or so. I was amazed. It was thin, but really long. I
held
the ruler up to the side of his dick and it measured a full 5". I mean, there he
was 4'8" tall, 85 lbs. and 5 inches of solid dick. At this rate once by the time
he's my age, he'll be.......7 or 8 inches.... my heart started to race, just
thinking
of him packing an 8" rod in a few years..... and the 5" he has now was pretty
hot too. I gave it a his dick a good firm squeeze, stroked it back and forth a
few
times and felt just how hard he was....by now my dick had swollen to full size
and was sticking straight out too. I was mesmerized by his long thin dick.

He looked at my throbbing dick and said ''see how much bigger you are than I
am?''

''but you're only 9, just wait....you're gonna be huge one day...even bigger
than
me. Come on Timmy....we'd better get dressed for school'' I said.

I went to school and all day all I could think about was how big Timmy's dick
got when he got hard. I was still shocked. I remember when my friend Billy
and I started measuring ours 2 years ago. We were 12 and Billy and I were
both about 4.5". When I turned 13, I finally hit 5" and just last month when I
turned 14, I finally hit 6". Timmy is just 9 and is already up to 5". I got hard
as
rock just thinking about it. Popping a boner is not a cool thing to do in
English class, especially since the bell was ringing.

I got home that afternoon and had the house to myself. Timmy was at soccer
practice and wouldn't be home for at least a half-hour. I went upstairs and
pulled down my jeans and my shirt and started playing with myself in front
of the mirror. I kept thinking of Rick and his hot muscled body and how I
would have to figure out a way to see him naked. I also was wondering how I
could see Timmy again.

I started stroking my dick and grabbed the ruler off the desk to compare
myself to my 9 year old kid brother. ''Damm.....still 6 inches.... he'll be
bigger
than me in a year!" I guess I was hoping that I gained an inch overnight. It
was still big and hard and I came hard....shooting quite a heavy load all over
my chest. I rubbed my hot spunk into my dick, my chest and arms hoping
they would all get bigger too.

I didn't have the nerve to say anything or do anything with Timmy all week
long. We watched each other get undressed every night, but didn't say a word
to each other about it. I kept seeing Timmy getting undressed for bed and
looking at his soft boy cock and  thinking....how could that little thing grow
to
5 inches? Was I crazy? Did it really measure 5 full inches?

Saturday, Ed and Rick moved in. We were all really busy. All the boxes and
furniture and junk they were everywhere. I helped Rick take his stuff into his
room (my old room) and also helped him with his workout equipment in the
basement. Wherever I went, trying to get a few minutes alone with Rick,
there was Tim. Tim was in awe of Rick's body too...Tim kept asking him
stupid questions like.... "How often do you workout?".... "Wow, you have
huge arms....how big are they"... "How much can you lift?" ..."Can you help
me look like you?"

Rick was really good about it. He said that he would answer all of Timmy's
questions in time and that he really wanted to get his stuff unpacked first.
With that, Timmy said "ok" and went upstairs for a snack.

"What a dork he is" I said.

"Nah, he's just curious....a lot of people are. When you have arms like mine
they attract a lot of attention". With that he pulled up his t-shirt sleeve to
his
shoulder. First he extended his arm all the way and then he made a fist and
pumped his arm. Everything started to explode. As he slowly moved his fist
up, his triceps came out of no where and bulged down and his biceps started
to thicken. I could see dozens of veins in his arms bulging out. I thought I had
died and gone to heaven. Here he was giving me my own private show. I was
instantly hard as a rock.

He now pulled his arm up and his elbow was at a 90 degree angle and his arm
was still getting more massive. He twisted his fist and his forearms, which I
hadn't really noticed before, became wide and massive and they bulged and
thickened with dozens of thick blue veins. It was like it was just covered in
tight tissue paper. Then he gave it one last hard pump and pulled his fist in
closer to his shoulder and this peak on the top of his biceps popped out of no
where and made his arm even bigger. I thought I was going to faint.

"Pretty cool, eh?" he said.

"yeah" I said. That was about all I could say without completely babbling like
an idiot.

"I've been working hard on this peak right on top....it takes a lot of work".
With that he took his arm down, started to pump it three more times and
then brought it up to the full bicep flexed position on the fourth pump.
"There it is...now it's pumped good.... sometimes I have to really work it hard
to get that last peak on top. You know you don't get 16.5" arms without a lot
of work."

I can't tell you how I avoided blowing my wad in my pants right then and
there, but my mom called down to us to come up for lunch. It distracted us
enough that he pulled his t-shirt back down over the top of his arm and he
bounded up the stairs for lunch. It took me a few minutes to be able to go
upstairs without this huge boner in my pants.

After we ate, I went to the bathroom upstairs, locked the door and beat off like
a maniac. I came very quickly and watched the huge spews of cum shoot over
and over and over into the toilet. I thought about Rick flexing his huge arm
and I got hard again instantly. Within three more minutes I came a second
time with the same force and with the same incredible quantities of cum
shooting into the toilet.

When Billy and I used to jerk off together he was always amazed at how
much cum I shot and how far I could shoot it. He would pump his 7 incher
and it would squirt maybe 4 or 5 nice wads of cum. Then I would shoot and
sometimes I could pump out 12 huge wads.

One time he was sleeping over and I was lying down in the bed. Billy had
already come, and he sitting up pumping my dick for me. I came so hard it
flew past me and landed three feet behind my head (he measured it). We
always kept track of the number of squirts for comparison. That time we
counted 3 long distance pumps (past my head), 8 medium range hard pumps
(between my belly button to the top of my head) and 2 small dribblers. Billy
loved to jerk me off, and watch me cum all over the place.

Completely spent, I left the bathroom and went back to helping Rick and Ed
move in. That night I tossed and turned all night thinking about Rick. By
3am I was completely wired and went into the bathroom. I thought about
Ricks hot body sleeping (maybe naked!!) just on the other side of the other
bathroom door (the bathroom is between our bedrooms) and beat off again (10
hard thick globby pumps and 3 dribblers).

The next morning around 6:30, I heard this faint clanking and couldn't figure
out what it was. Clank, clank, clank, clank, pause...then it would start over
again.

I threw on my sweats and went downstairs to the kitchen and heard the noise
coming from the basement. "oh shit", I realized....Rick's working out. I
sprung a full boner in a flash.

I walked to the basement door and called down to Rick. He said to "come on
down"

To be continued....

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