Date: Wed, 13 Jan 2016 22:47:17 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tanka Truck <good_reading66@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up, Pt 1 of 3. FemBoy as main character.

				   Sammy

  Ok so here's the thing. Even at the age of 12 or so I think I knew there
was something different about me when comparing myself to other
boys. Firstly, I preferred looking at other boys more than I did girls. And
secondly, well, to put it bluntly I looked one hell of a lot more like a
girl than I did a boy. No joking here. I had a perky, bouncy butt and even
a little bit of hip to go with it. The legs those things were attached to
were way too feminine to belong on a budding young boy. And last but surely
not least, there was my face and hair. I was actually now keeping my hair
cut in a kind of girly fashion without going too overboard. And my face?
Christ, even I could see that it favored the delicate female side of the
scales. And everything just kept getting more pronounced the more I
matured, so I eventually came to the conclusion that I may as well use it
than lose it.

  That was a year ago, and now that you have some idea on what I look like,
let me also point out that I had a step-brother that was one year older
than me, who also had a tendency to walk around in the mornings with very
little on. Why is this important? Well, let's just say that Brad had one
hell of a nice package on him. He may have only been 5'6" tall, but he had
a sculpted body that would make a lot of amateur body builders envious. On
top of that, he was pretty well hung in the manhood department. I say
'pretty well' because though he was a solid 8" in length and probably
between 2 and 2.5 inches wide, I still wouldn't brag about him being
'huge'. I mean, there's definitely bigger ones out there, even at our age.

  Now, Brad may not have been gay, but he still had a tendency to look at
me more than a step-brother should. I'm pretty sure it was because I looked
more like a step-sister that kept his eyes wandering back my way time and
time again. And of course I hardly ever dressed like a boy these days, so
there's that to consider.

  Like right now, I was walking out of my bedroom and making my way to the
kitchen for some breakfast, and was doing so in a pair of short blue yoga
pants and a loose t-shirt. I had the back of the shirt 'accidentally'
tucked into the waistline of my pants so my ass was on display, while
letting the shirt hang in front so my tiny junk was covered. It was a
perfect display for flirting while still looking innocent at the same time!

  Making it to the kitchen it was to find Brad already there eating a huge
bowl of cereal in nothing but his underwear. He wore bikinis so it was
pretty hard to hide his cock-bulge in those things and I really didn't make
an effort in keeping my eyes away from it anyhow.

  "Hey, bro." I said as a greeting while I made for the fridge. I opened
the door and just stood there for a while so Brad could take in the sight
of my exposed yoga butt.

  "Hey Sammy. What's your plans for today." he replied around a mouthful of
cereal.

  I bent down to look at the lower shelves in the fridge, letting my hands
rest right on my knees and putting just a tiny bit of an arch in my back
for his viewing pleasure before I answered him.

  "Oh, I don't know." I said in feigned exasperation. I chose that moment
to fart really loudly because I knew it drove him crazy. I hadn't shit yet
this morning so I kinda figured I'd be producing my share of gas for a
while. See, I know Brad liked my farts because he was constantly trying to
get away with smelling my butt without me knowing about it. Hell, he came
into my room nearly every night to try and quietly sniff away at my crack
while he jerked off. I was awake every single time, but I didn't let on
that I was. I knew he didn't want me to know and that was cool with me.

  "Jesus, Sammy, you ok?" he joked. "Sounded like that one may have hurt a
bit."

  I reached back and ran my middle finger into my crack so I could pretend
to check things out back there. "No, feels ok to me." I replied in a
somewhat teasing tone.

  "Good God, Sammy, I'm trying to eat over here!"

  I could tell he wasn't offended so I didn't hurry in removing my finger
from my ass. I did though, eventually. "So what do you have planned?" I
asked once I grabbed the milk and shut the door.

  I saw that his left hand was suspiciously under the table when I turned
around and kind of figured he'd been busy groping himself while staring at
my ass. I loved that shit! I pretended not to take notice, though, and came
right over to sit close by.

  "Probably clean the pool." he said after clearing his throat in a nervous
way. "You should lay out." he suggested. "You're as white a ghost."

  I took a quick glance at him because I was pretty sure he was telling me
that he really wanted me to lay out. His face was a little red and he was
avoiding making eye contact with me so I figured I'd been right about my
assumption.

  "Yeah, I could probably use some sun." I said nonchalantly. "You have a
problem with me wearing my bikini?"

  I actually had a girl's two-piece bikini that I only wore when our
parents weren't around. Brad knew about it, and had even seen me in it once
before, though he'd never said anything about it since that day.

  "Yeah I don't mind." he answered, and I could clearly hear the suppressed
excitement in his voice regardless of his attempt in trying to hide it.

  Brad took off to the back yard soon after breakfast, and I wasted no time
at all in running to my room and slipping into my pink bikini. And yes, I
even wore the top for affect. Honestly, if you looked at me in this thing
you would never be able to tell I was a boy at all. I mean, my junk was so
small that it looked like I had a camel-toe going on in my bottoms rather
than a junk-bulge.

  I grabbed a beach towel and the suntan lotion, then skipped out the back
door and made my way over to the side of the pool where Brad was busy
skimming the garbage off its surface. He was still in his bikini underwear,
too, I noticed. They were tan in color and left absolutely nothing to the
imagination. I didn't even try to not look at it as I came over to spread
my towel out near where he was working!

  As soon as I saw him glance my way I turned my back to him and got down
on my hands and knees to fiddle with the arrangement of my towel. I put all
the arch I could muster in my back while I dicked around with the towel,
knowing damn well that my step-brother was getting quite an eyeful back
there. When I finally laid down on my stomach I could feel a goodly amount
of bikini lodged in my crack but did nothing about it. I was fairly
confident that nearly half of my shapely little ass was on display now.

  I looked back over my right shoulder and caught Brad gaping in hunger
right at my butt, his leaf catcher completely forgotten in his hands. I
pretended not to notice this little fact, and instead asked in my best
'sweet little girl' voice, "Brad, can you put some lotion on my back so I
don't burn?"

  "What? Oh, uh, yeah I suppose." he stammered out, his face getting a
little red from having just gotten caught.

  I handed him the lotion once he'd thrown his catcher aside and came over
to kneel at my side, then just turned away and put my head on my
hands. Truth be told, I was actually pretty excited right now. I mean, Brad
and I had never done anything sexual at all yet, so this counted as new
territory for the both of us. Oh, I knew about him coming into my room at
night to smell me, but he didn't know I knew, so that didn't count.

  "You want me to do your legs, too, right?" he asked in a fairly good
imitation of nonchalance.

  "Yes, please, if you don't mind."

  Brad put lotion on my back first, and about a minute later he was done
rubbing it in. Then he put some on the back of my legs and things slowed
way down from there. As soon as he started to rub the lotion into my right
leg, he repositioned himself so he was straddling and then sitting right on
the back of my calves. Then he went to work!

 "Mmm, don't take this the wrong way, Brad, but this feels pretty good." I
said in a somewhat suggestive tone.

  "Ugh, don't say things like that when I have my hands on you!" he
jokingly scolded. "This already feels weird enough already."

  I snickered and let a small stinker come out right about then and tried
to sound at least a little apologetic about it. "Oops, sorry about that."

  "For fuck sakes, Sammy!" Brad growled behind me.

  I noticed he was no longer doing any rubbing back there, and I had a
hunch that he was far too busy smelling my ass to be bothered with that at
the moment. I gave it a good 15 seconds before I said anything else.

  "Sorry about that, Brad." I said, but didn't make it sound all that
sincere. "Listen, could you put some on my butt, too, please?"

  "What, like with my hands?" he blurted.

  "Please?" I whined. "I promise not to tell anyone if that's what you're
afraid of."

  "Fine, but don't think I'm going to wipe your ass if you ever hurt your
hand."

  I snickered at his joke because it was actually quite cleaver. "But then
I'll always be walking around with poo-butt!" I said in my best pouty
voice.

  "Better not hurt your hand then, huh."

  "Some brother you are!"

  "Step-brother!" he came back. "Big difference."

  "Still though..." I teased and glanced back over my shoulder at him to
give him a flirty little smile. "I'd help you out if you hurt your hand,
though it wouldn't be for wiping your ass, that's for sure."

  I think he actually caught my meaning right away by how fast his face
reddened up. Oh hell yeah, I'd totally jerk him off whenever he wanted me
too! Fuck yeah I would!

  Brad finally let a small smirk show as he shook his head in dismay. "Turn
around or I'm not going to be able to put lotion on your girly butt."

  I giggled like a school girl and turned around to give him some
privacy. "Make sure you do a good job, I don't want to burn back there."

  Brad didn't say anything. He just went right to work and started rubbing
and pushing and gently squeezing each of my squishy cheeks. God it felt
good! And I could tell right away that he had never even put lotion on me
yet, the sneaky shithead!

  I think I actually purred maybe a minute into the massage, it felt so
damn good. "Brad, I have to fart." I said in a soft moan.

  "So fart then!" he blurted, and I think he totally forget that he was
supposed to sound offended by the prospect, because he most definitely
didn't sound offended.

  When Brad stopped groping me back there he did it in such a way that had
both my asscheeks pushed wide open. I chose that moment to fart and when it
came out it was nice and crisp sounding. It was also pretty loud, though I
was sure neither one of us cared about that at the moment. I immediately
felt Brad lift off my calves and then felt his nose press right into my
bikini-covered ass.

  I couldn't stop myself, I had to look back and see this. Oh good Lord, he
really was back there smelling my ass, and finally being able to see it
with my own eyes made it all the more fantastic. I did some rapid thinking
even as I watched him sniff and snort my recent discharge, and came to the
conclusion that it was still way too early to try and force him into having
sex with me. I felt sure he was going to need a lot more working before
he'd go for that, and I honestly didn't mind that at all. This was fucking
fun.

  I turned away again before he could catch me watching, then said in what
I hoped was a mild tone, ""Gosh, I hope it didn't stink back there."

  "What? Oh, no, no! Not at all." Brad blundered.

  "That's good. Are you done putting lotion on me yet?"

  "Um, no not yet."

  I heard the embarrassment in his voice and knew why when I felt cool
lotion finally drip onto my butt. For another couple of minutes he worked
my ass for all he was worth and even went so far as to work his thumbs
under my bikini towards the end. He never put his thumbs inside my crack,
though, but he'd been close. He was definitely getting braver.

  He finally gripped both my cheeks and gave them both a very unbrotherly
shake, then got to his feet and pronounced that he was done. I turned my
head around and hit him with a feigned glare over the rough treatment, but
he merely grinned and went back to work. I was hard as hell inside my
little bikini bottoms, but wasn't worried about Brad seeing it since I was
on my stomach, and besides, my dick was stupid small anyhow. Seriously, it
wasn't even 3 inches long when hard, so... It's kind of like having none at
all really.

  Brad on the other hand had a raging hard-on and couldn't hide it even if
he'd wanted to!  That big fucking thing was sticking straight out the top
of his underwear clear up to his belly button! Jesus, it was all I could do
to look away from it, and I actually didn't until he turned away from me.

 Oh man, what I wouldn't do with that big thing!

  I laid out for about an hour all together, 30 minutes to a side, then got
to my feet and made my way inside the house again. The first thing I did
was to go to the restroom. I had to get rid of at least a little bit of
this log or it was going to start giving me a stomach ache. And that's all
I did, too, was drop about 4 inches of it before cutting if off. It was
pretty damn firm so it took some effort to get it sectioned off, but I
managed it. The other thing I did was 'forget' to wipe once I was done. I
was pretty sure I was dirty back there now, but because of how firm my log
had been I felt confident I wasn't a mess. Didn't feel like it anyhow.

  Now it was time to have some more fun while our parents were still 2
hours from getting home from work.

						***

  					         Brad

  I waited till I heard the bathroom door open before stepping out into the
hallway. I'd timed my entrance perfectly, because Sammy was just now
starting his way to his bedroom, which granted me yet another perfect shot
of his butt as he made his way there, and man was it fucking awesome to
see, too. God damn that thing was gorgeous to behold! And the feel and
smell of it? Shit, it made my fucking head spin it was so incredible. It
still boggled my mind that Sammy was my step 'brother' and not my step
sister. Still, Sammy was so far away from looking like a boy that I
sometimes forgot he was one. Especially when his back was to me like right
now.

  As soon as Sammy turned into his room and his door clicked shut, I bent
at the waist as far down as I could and then licked the pre-cum off the
head of my stiff cock. I didn't classify myself as being gay, but I
honestly didn't mind licking my own cockhead or drinking my own orgasm. I
actually kind of liked blowing a big, hot, load in my own mouth from time
to time.

  Giving my cockhead a little extra licking time, I then went to my own
bedroom to find something to change into. I couldn't very well walk around
all day in my underwear, even though Sammy and I didn't really mind. If we
got company then I'd have to have something on that seemed appropriate.

  I decided on just a pair of baggy basketball shorts and to hell with
underwear altogether. I knew if I got hard Sammy would see it, and I
honestly didn't mind him seeing how he got to me like that. It still felt
strange to know that it was a boy making me hard, but at the same time,
Sammy was all female in my book. He may not have had a snatch, but he was
still all woman by every other means.

  Sammy's door was ajar when I stepped out into the hallway, which signaled
that he was decent and was allowing company. It was kind of our own secret
message to one another. And just so you know, he left his door ajar each
and every night, and I was pretty sure he knew about my nightly visits by
now, too.

  I boldly pushed his door open and barged right in, and it was to find him
laying on his stomach up on his bed and still wearing his bikini for some
reason. I'd thought for sure he'd have changed out of it by now, but was
pleasantly pleased he still had it on. Fuck, his ass looked hot in that
thing!

  "Whatcha doing, little Sammy?" I asked as I launched myself up onto his
bed. I 'accidentally' toppled onto him so I could get my nose nice and
close to his crack again, and as soon as it was close I took a hurried
whiff of it. I nearly cursed out loud at the amount of stench that was
coming from it! And it was a good stench, too. REAL good. I had to wonder
if he'd just got done farting it smelt so fresh.

  "Ugh! Brad, get off me you lug!" Sammy cried good-naturedly.

  "Why you still got your bikini on?" I asked after taking one last sniff
before backing away.

  "Because I don't get to wear it that often, so I'm making the most of my
time, I guess."

  "Pff, you'll have all Summer to wear it if you want, Sammy." I
corrected. "You know I don't mind you wearing it around."

  "Yeah I kinda figured that out." Sammy said slyly and glanced back over
his shoulder to show me his knowing grin.

  "Yeah, yeah!" I hollered, and gave his ass a good smack. "Don't think I'm
falling for your feminine wiles, little lady! I don't think so!"

  I could actually see his eyes light up over me referring to him as being
a lady instead of a boy. Hmm, I was going to have to remember that.

  "Oh please!" he said in an exaggerated purr. "If I ever turned on the
charm you'd be mine in a heartbeat."

"Eww!" I blurted in fake disgust. "As if! Hmm, on the other hand you do
seem to have a sweet looking ass on you, so..."

  "See! I'm not even trying and already you're almost under my spell!"

  We both shared a short laugh over that, then I reached out and pretended
to pick something off his right asscheek. "You got something on you, don't
move."

  "Yeah right." Sammy smirked, then turned away to turn on his TV with the
remote.

  I went from picking to lightly brushing, the whole time marveling at the
way his cheek moved around to my touch. God damn he had an awesome fucking
ass!

  "Brad I think I may have to fart." Sammy suddenly said in a tone that
said he wasn't the least bit embarrassed by it, and was in fact quite
looking forward to it.

  I gulped down the sudden mouthful of saliva. "Oh, um, yeah that's cool,
Sammy." I managed to get out even as I was leaning down in preparation to
its arrival.

  Sammy lifted his butt up in the air just a little and I was quick to get
my nose down there close to it before he had the chance to fart. He was
still putting off one hell of a lot of fumes and again I had to wonder if
he'd cut loose a silent one or if his ass was just that dirty right
now. Either way he smelt incredible! It was all I could do to keep myself
from plunging my nose right into his ass, it smelt so good.

  "Brad! What are you doing smelling my butt!" Sammy suddenly blurted out,
having just looked back and caught me in the act. "You big perv. I can't
believe you were smelling my butt this whole time!"

  "Uh..." was all I could come up with. My face was on fire it was so hot
right now.

  "Oh don't even pretend you weren't smelling my ass back there, mister!"
he scolded with a slight knowing grin. "Oh my God, what am I going to do
about this..."

  "You can forget you ever saw anything?" I hinted. I wasn't afraid of him
telling anyone, but damn it was still embarrassing getting caught like that
all the same.

  "Mmm, no, no. I don't think that's going to work." he replied evilly. "I
think it's only fair I get something in return."

  "Uh, like what?" I asked feeling more than a little nervous.

  He tapped the side of his chin as he thought about it, then said, "I want
to see your cock."

  "What?!"

  "It's only fair, Brad." he said, not fazed one bit over his request.

  "Yeah but..."

  "Now, get off the bed and come around to the foot so you're standing
right in front of me." he instructed, and it looked to me like he was
totally unafraid by this.

  I spent 2 seconds just looking into his eyes and wondering what to do,
then got off the bed and came around to the foot of his bed to stand in
front of him.

  "Closer." he said.

  I stepped right up to the edge of his bed, my crotch now VERY close to
his face. My heart was racing a mile a minute right now and I still wasn't
sure I wanted to go through with this. Still, it wasn't like he'd never
seen it before, right?

  "Now drop trow." he ordered.

  I paused, still unsure, then hurriedly ripped my shorts down to my feet
before I could think too much about it. When I stood upright again it was
to have my semi erect cock smack right into Sammy's lips and nose. I
actually froze in place at what had just happened, and I think Sammy did
too.

  Sammy was the first to pull himself together. "Ok, I guess I had this
coming when I told you to get closer." he deadpanned. He then looked up
with his eyes only so my cock didn't move away from his face, and I could
see just the smallest hint of a smile on his face as we made eye
contact. My cock was now getting all the way hard pretty damn fast, and
again I could feel my face heat up over my obvious display of arousal.

  "So," he said in a soft, teasing voice. "I think it's only fair that
since you have your big, fat, cock in my face right now, that I should be
allowed to at least give it some proper attention."

  "W-What do you mean?" I stammered. God damn this was exciting!

  "Well, if you'd be good enough to hold onto it, I'd be happy to kiss it,
you know, just for a little bit."

  I swallowed so hard it was audible. "Well, you did catch me smelling your
gorgeous ass, so..."

  He smiled up at me when I complimented his backside's look. "And, you
never know, you might catch me at something sometime, so then you'd be able
to call the shots."

  "That's unlikely to ever happen, but I see your point." I said, then took
hold of my stiff cock and kept it pointed right at my step-brother's face.

  He took one last look up into my face, then dropped his sparkling eyes to
my manhood. He then leaned in ever so slightly and licked my cockhead, then
licked it again. I fucking nearly came just from the looks of it! Sammy was
so sexy it really looked like a hot girl was licking my cock right
now. Even his tongue looked dainty for shit sakes!

  "Mmm, I hope you don't mind me saying so, Brad, but you have a very tasty
cock." Sammy purred, then took a deep kiss of my cockhead, so my head was
pressed right up against the front of his teeth. Then he opened his mouth
and flicked my pee-hole with the tip of his tongue.

  "If you keep 'kissing' me like this, I'm going to end up cumming, Sammy!"
I warned in a soft, excited pant.

  "Mmm!" he replied, lifting his eyes up to mine. "You should totally do
that, Brad." he suggested with an evil grin. "It would serve me right,
wouldn't it, what with me making you keep your fat, juicy, cock in my face
like this."

  I groaned over his sexy voice and demeanor. God he was good at this! Then
I really groaned when he parted his lips and slipped my cockhead all the
way into his mouth, the whole time keeping his eyes glued to mine. I shot
my load a spit-second later and didn't even have time to feel embarrassed
about it. I shot and shot and shot, and all the while Sammy kept looking up
at me while he drank my juice down. For fuck sakes he looked hot as hell
right now!

  "Oh my, that was downright delicious, Brad." Sammy finally purred once I
was done exploding in his mouth. "I think I may owe you something for that
little gift." he hinted.

  At that moment I was feeling a little ashamed of what I'd just done, but
just a little bit. I mean, Sammy may be my step-brother, but he sure as
hell didn't look or act like it. And honestly, I really didn't look at him
as a brother anyhow. How could anyone?

  I had my cock in hand yet, so I slapped him in the side of the face with
it.

  "Hey now!" he cried out good-naturedly. "Now we're even!"

  "Pff, as if!" I said with an easy smile. "On a serious note, though,
shooting my load in your mouth was fucking awesome, but it's never
happening again."

  Sammy stuck his lower lip out in an exaggerated pout. "But, but, I really
liked it when you shot your hot, tasty, cum all up inside my mouth, Brad."
he whimpered. "I want you to do it again and again."

  "Forget it!" I scolded with a suppressed smile, but was getting fucking
hard all over again because of his sexy little act.

  He put a little extra into his pout, but remained silent.

  "Now," I said, smacking his face with my now-hard cock again. "You need
to change, and I need to go do... I don't know. Something." I finished,
smacking him again. He didn't seem to mind at all judging by the look of
lust on his face.

  "Fine, but if you smack me with that big cock again I'm making you stick
it right back in my mouth."

  I was tempted, I really was. But in the end I turned away and walked out
of his room.



						     SAMMY



  Well damn! That had been unexpected, but still very welcoming. Good God I
loved the taste of cum! I'd had no idea just how much until he'd started
pumping my mouth full of it. Oh I'd tasted my own before, but that was
totally different. Having a guy spray his load into your mouth was
something else entirely, let me tell you. I fucking loved it!

  Brad was right, though, I needed to get changed before mom and dad got
home, so I changed into some jean shorts that were only a little too short,
and a loose white t-shirt. Then I left my room and went looking for
Brad. He was out back again, but this time he was just sitting on the patio
in a lawn chair, rather than working the pool.

  I flashed him a small grin, which he mostly returned, then stepped up to
the railing fairly close to him.

  "You know this can never leave the house, right?" he suddenly said.

  I knew what he was talking about, and was more than ready for it. "Why, I
have no idea what you're referring to, Brother."

 "Just saying..."

  "I know what you're saying, Brad." I said with impatiences. "And I have
no intentions of this getting out anywhere. And for the record, just what
do you think happened anyhow?"

  "Um..."

  "Because the way I see it, I paid you back for something, then you paid
me back. That's pretty much it."

  "Um..."

  "Unless of course you wish to make more of it than what it was?" I barged
right on, now giving him a challenging look.

  Where the hell did this kid come from? His look seemed to say.  "Uh, no,
no. You're right, of course. We're good."

  I nodded and finally took some of the sting out of my expression by
flashing him a quick smile before looking away.

  "But just so you know," I added as if it was an afterthought. "I ever
catch you smelling my ass again, I'm totally going to make you stick your
fat, yummy cock in me again."

  I actually heard him groan and looked back at him with a look filled with
lust. "Just saying." I quipped.



						Brad



  That night, right around 11pm or so, I eased Sammy's door open a tiny bit
at a time until I had enough room to slip inside. I may have gotten off
about 6 hours ago, but I was horny as fuck again right now. Just the
thought of smelling Sammy's gorgeous ass again was enough to force me into
this nightly visit. I really couldn't get enough of it.

  I slowly closed the door all the way, then turned towards his bed and
silently made my way over to it. His TV was on and softly playing a movie,
so there was at least a little background noise to cover my advance. I
found him laying on top of his covers, totally naked. He was laying on his
stomach like I usually found him, but the fact that he was naked tonight
was a very pleasant surprise. He was also pretty close to my side of the
bed, which made me wonder if this was a setup or not. I honestly didn't
know either way, so I acted as though he was asleep just to be safe. There
was plenty of light to see by, thanks to the TV being on, so I had no
trouble seeing his sweet ass in the flesh as I bent right over it. God,
even naked it looked feminine to the eye. Fucking incredible!

  Leaning down all the way, I took an easy sniff of his lower asscrack, and
once again I was shocked at the large amount of fumes coming from it. Again
I had to wonder if I'd missed out on a quiet fart or something. I was
slowly stroking my hard cock and was on my third or forth sniff when Sammy
suddenly moaned, smacked his lips, then farted for three full seconds. It
was anything but dainty, but at that moment I was too busy sniffing the
hell out of it to give it much thought. I kind of lost my self-preservation
a minute later, and rather abruptly used both hands to gently pry Sammy's
cheeks apart. As soon as they were open I understood why he was putting off
so much stink; His asshole was positively covered in shit! I couldn't
actually see his sphincter, but had to assume it was somewhere underneath
all that tacky-looking crap somewhere. I also couldn't help leaning right
back over for an up close and personal whiff of his mess.

  "Oh my fucking God!" I moaned without knowing I'd just spoken out loud.

  Again, I sort of lost myself in the moment and went from sniffing to
licking. I know, right?! But after that first lick and finding I fucking
loved the bitter taste of Sammy's shit, I went right back for more. It
wasn't long when I had his asshole sparkling clean, but even then I kept
right on licking, and then went right into probing his ass with my
tongue. I have no idea how much time had passed since I first pushed his
cheeks apart, but all of a sudden I realized Sammy was no longer just
laying there taking it. He was, in fact, laying there but with his ass up
in the air a good foot off the bed.

  I backed off out of sudden fear and as soon as I did, Sammy dropped back
to the bed, then scooted around until he was facing me like he'd been
earlier in the day. He said not a word, but simply looked up at me, then
opened his mouth. At this point I was so horny I don't think I could've
left right now even if I'd wanted to. And I really REALLY didn't want to,
so...

  Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward again, then pushed down on my big
dick and eased it forward. The head slipped into his gorgeous mouth once
more and then I just stood there while he took over. God damn, I'm not sure
how it was possible, but Sammy could really suck a cock. I mean, he even
looked like he knew just what to do and when to do it. And seriously, he
looked damn good doing it, too!

  "Oh fuck, Sammy!" I quietly groaned. "You are sexy as fuck, you know
that?!"

  He didn't say a word, but he did look up at me and wink as he worked my
cock with his mouth.

  I grabbed the sides of his head and started to skull fuck him gently. I
couldn't help it. "And just for the record," I said. "If you ever do hurt
your hand, I'll be happy to wipe your ass for you. Hell, I'd be your
fucking toilet, you taste so good!"

  Then I was cumming by the buckets again. God damn I loved blowing my load
in my step-brother's mouth! Sammy kept a hold on my shaft until I was
totally spent and then long enough for him to make sure everything was
cleaned up.

  He popped the head back out of his mouth with an audible pop, then kissed
the pee-hole.

  "You should probably go." He whispered up to me, then stuck the tip of
his tongue right inside my pee-hole. "Because if you stay here any longer
I'm going to make you stick every inch of this thing up my ass."

  "Oh God!" I quietly moaned. "I'm not sure that's something we should do
while mom and dad are around."

  He went for the beautiful pout-look again, but I was having none of it. I
pushed my cockhead back into his mouth, which he seemed eager to accept,
and said, "We can't do that, dang it! No fucking way can we get caught!"

  Sammy nodded around a mouthful of swollen head but didn't take me out to
actually say anything. Jesus, he was fucking killing me right now! I had
started to soften after my orgasm, but was now getting hard all over again
watching Sammy work me with his talented mouth.

  "Oh my God, Sammy! You look absolutely amazing with my cock in your
mouth!"

  Sammy sucked me off for only a few minutes when I felt yet another orgasm
coming on. He was really going to town on my cock now, jerking it and
bobbing his head around on it with speed. He was also pretty noisy about
it, too, though I doubted it was loud enough to wake our parents clear on
the other side of the house.

  "Shit Sammy, I'm cumming again!" I groaned, then did just that.

  I didn't cum by the buckets this time. It was more of a large dribble
thanks to having gotten off twice already. Still, though, it felt damn good
releasing another one right in Sammy's eager mouth, which he was right now
drinking down.

  I popped my cockhead out of his sucking mouth and backed up a couple
steps. "Ok," I panted. "I'm really leaving this time, so don't try to stop
me."

  He again went for the pouty look, which looked downright adorable, but
wasn't strong enough to make me stay this time. "Good night, Sammy." I said
with a smile.

  He returned my smile with a mischievous one of his own. "Sweet dreams,
Brad. See you tomorrow."





						         Brad



  The next morning I woke up early and quickly took a shower and slipped
into some workout clothes, which consisted of a pair of running shorts and
a tight tank. Then I went for a run around our block a couple of times. I
think this amounted to something around 3 miles all together. It was about
8am when I finished my last lap, and feeling particularly good about the
pace I'd set, I went into the house and started preparing a proper
breakfast for Sammy and myself.

  While the potatoes cooked in one pan, and the bacon fried in another, I
went to Sammy's room to let him know breakfast was going to be ready in
about 15 minutes or so. When I walked into his room, it was to find him
once more laying on his stomach completely naked. I smiled and shook my
head at just how crazy-hot he looked over there, then stepped right up to
his bedside and leaned down to kiss both of his naked cheeks. He stirred
and moaned softly.

  "Hey there, pretty lady." I said, then kissed each cheek again. "I got
breakfast almost ready, so get your sweet little butt up and come have
some."

  "But I'm tired." he cooed in a soft, sweet voice.

  I gave his closest cheek a firm smack and fucking loved how the shockwave
looked rolling across his whole ass. Wow! "Don't make all my hard work go
for nothing. Now come get some food in you or I'm going to force-feed you."

  "Mmm, like you did last night?" he teased. "That does sound pretty yummy
now that you mention it."

  "Ugh! Get your butt up and come eat."

  I left his room with a full-blown hard-on and a smile. I wasn't sure
where things were going with Sammy and me, but things had definitely taken
a more easy-going turn in the last 24 hours, that's for sure.

  He came into the kitchen just about the time I was putting his eggs in
the skillet. I had the table set already, with milk and juice sitting out
so he could pick whichever one he wanted. He had slipped into a deep blue
t-shirt and a pair of skin tight short-shorts of the same color. Jesus,
they just barely made it past his asscheeks and really made his ass look
hot as hell. What a flirt!

  "Thanks for breakfast." he said as he came up beside me to watch me
work. "Anything I can do to help?"

  "Nah, I got it almost done." I replied. "I'm making you two eggs, by the
way."

  He nodded then turned and went to sit down at the table. I let him eat
while I finished up making eggs for myself, and couldn't help feeling a bit
surprised at how easy things seemed between us after what had happened the
day before. I'd been thinking a lot about that, and honestly thought it
best to just act myself so I didn't get into some sort of habit of treating
Sammy as anything more than a brother. That could only end badly if mom or
dad ever saw me actually flirting or doing something even more shocking to
my little brother. I mean, what would happen if one of them saw me fondling
his ass, and Sammy just standing there encouraging me?

  I was just about done with my breakfast about the same time Sammy was
finishing up with his own. That's when the phone rang. I was pretty sure it
was for me since Sammy really didn't have any friends, and was correct when
I got up and answered it.

  "Hey Bill, what's up?" I asked while picking at some food in my teeth.

  Sammy cleared the table while I chatted with my buddy. Bill and I went to
school together and were actually fairly good friends. He'd even treated
Sammy with respect when I'd introduced the two of them a couple of months
back. Now he was asking if he could come over and hang out, and since I
didn't see any reason why not, I told him to come on over. Sammy was done
cleaning up by the time I finished talking, and as I hung up the phone, I
turned and watched him bend over to shut the dishwasher door. God damn he
looked sexy over there!

  "So, Bill is coming over." I said while eyeballing his sweet ass until he
turned around. "You ok with that?"

  He nodded and glanced down at my hardness and gave a small smirk. "Sure,
Bill seemed like a nice guy." he said. "You guys going to go swimming or
something?"

  I shrugged and was surprised that I didn't feel embarrassed at all over
the obvious arousal I was showing him right now. "We'll probably get around
to that." I said. "Honestly, we'll probably just hang out and play video
games or something. You can hang with us if you want."

  He looked at me like I'd just grown another head. "Yeah right." he
blurted in disbelief. "Like you two would want me hanging around."

  "Why wouldn't we?" I asked feeling genuinely confused.

  "Because dummy." Sammy said while waving his hands at his body. "I'm sure
Bill wouldn't want his friend's Femboy brother hanging around making things
awkward."

  "Pff! Please!" I blurted with a short chuckle. "Bill actually likes
you. Told me once he had mad respect for you because you didn't let your
girly looks get in your way or get you down. Seriously, I think he really
does like you."

  Sammy just looked at me with an open mouth for a few seconds. "Wow, um,
well ok then." he finally stammered. "I guess we'll see how things go when
he gets here. You think I'm ok in what I'm wearing right now?"

  I nodded as I looked him up and down. "Yeah. I mean, your shorts are
pretty revealing, but honestly Sammy, I don't think it really matters what
you have on, you're still going to look hot as hell, regardless."

  He squinted across the room at me and did a terrible job of hiding his
satisfied smile. "You silver tongued devil, you."

  I grinned really big. "Just stating the obvious." I quipped, then walked
out of the room to go wait for Bill out on the front porch.



						       Bill



  I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to visiting my buddy's
place. I mean, Brad was cool and all, but his little 'step-brother' was the
real reason for me wanting to go over there to hang out. It still amazed me
when I thought back to when Brad had first introduced me to Sammy. I had
honestly thought Sammy was a girl, and a rather cute one at that. I'd done
a pretty good job of holding my attraction in check, what with Brad being
my friend and all, as well as Sammy only being 13 years old. Still, though,
that first time I'd laid eyes on him I had instantly felt a strong
attraction for him. And then later when I found out that Sammy was actually
a boy, I was floored when yet another jolt of attraction ripped through
me. For whatever reason, knowing that cute, sexy Sammy was really a boy, it
just made my lust for him all the more intense. Even to this day I found it
impossible to look at another guy and feel turned on, so I knew damn well
that I wasn't gay. But looking at Sammy was another thing entirely. That
fucking kid was just jaw-dropping hot!

  My step was pretty eager so my arrival at Brad's place came sooner rather
than later. We met up on his porch where we then gave each other a
high-five, then he led the way into his house and off we went to his
bedroom for some gaming. We were going through the living room when his
little brother walked in from another room. I actually felt my breath catch
in my throat when I took in the site of him. From his rather feminine hair
style, to his delicate facial looks. Then to those beautiful thighs of his,
which thanks to the stupidly short shorts he was wearing let me see every
last bit of them, Sammy thoroughly rocked my world in that moment.

  "Hey Bill." he said with a dainty little wave and a slightly reddening
face.

  I think my own face was heating up now that I realized I'd stopped in my
tracks and was blatantly staring at him. "Uh, hey there Sammy." I managed
to get out. "How you doing?"

  "Good." he replied shyly. "You two going to play on the PS4?"

  "Yeah, sure are." I replied, then immediately asked, "You wanna come play
too?"

  "Um..." Sammy looked over to Brad with a questioning look on his face.

  Brad had been eyeballing the two of us, I suddenly realized, and was now
looking rather undecided about something. Brad may have been short, but he
was built like a brick shithouse. He was definitely someone I didn't want
to piss off. I was really hoping he hadn't saw my obvious look of arousal
when his little girly brother had come in.

  He and Sammy seemed to look at one another for a few seconds and come to
some agreement without so much as a word being spoken. I found the whole
scene a little odd, but couldn't figure out why.

  "Yeah, that's cool with me." he finally said. "I only have 2 controllers
but we can make a competition out of it."

  "Awesome." I said with relief.

  Brad led the way to his room and for whatever reason, I indicated to
Sammy that he should go next. After a quick little knowing smile that made
my heart skip a beat, he turned and followed his brother, letting me take
up the rear, and also giving me my first look at his ass in over a month. I
actually felt my jaw drop open when I took in the sight of it. Sammy's ass
looked so damn feminine it wasn't funny, and the way it moved and shook as
he walked up ahead of me immediately started to make my dick throb to life
inside my basketball shorts. Yeah, I may have had on underwear underneath
my baggy shorts, but I still had to quickly reach inside to reposition it
so it wasn't obvious to everyone I was sporting a tent right
now. Seriously, having a nine inch cock is nice until you have to hide it,
then it's just a big pain.

  When I looked back up after getting myself decent, it was to find Sammy
staring over his shoulder right at my crotch with a huge knowing look on
his face. I felt a jolt of panic at first, then I felt my face heat up
again at knowing that Sammy knew damn well why I was so hard right
now. Lucky for me, Brad went straight to getting the PlayStation hooked up
and running and never took notice of my discomfort once we'd all gotten to
his room. While he worked at getting things up and running, I saw Sammy
constantly looking over at my crotch area whenever he knew he could get
away with it. Finally I looked right at him and made a chopping motion with
my hand, then mouthed the word STOP when we made eye contact.

  He smiled from ear to ear, then turned and started to seductively crawl
up onto Brad's bed, his back arched and his gorgeous ass way up in the air
for me to see. I almost came in my shorts, I'm not kidding! He took one
last look over his shoulder at me, grinned like the Devil when he saw the
reaction he was having on me, then finally laid down on the bed to await
his turn at whatever game we were about to play.

  There was only the bed and a big beanbag chair to sit on, and I quickly
took the bed, figuring Brad would want the chair for himself. Not sure if
that was a smart move or not, but the deed was done now, so there was
nothing for it but to wait and see if Brad objected or not. He didn't, as
it turned out. He just turned around and tossed me a controller, then
plopped down in the beanbag chair, apparently eager to start playing.

  I looked to my left and saw that Sammy was watching me with a small smirk
on his beautiful face. "You know how to play CoD?" I asked.

  He shook his head a little. "Not really." he admitted. "I'll just watch
you two play a couple times, see if I can figure out the basics at least."

  Brad suddenly sprang to his feet and quickly went over to the game box to
retrieve his headset. "I'm going to use these, 'cause it lets me hear my
surroundings better. You guys want to just log into a big fight online and
see how we place as our competition?"

  "That's actually a good idea." I said. "The low man can sit the next
round out."

  "Yep, that's what I was thinking." he replied as he plopped back down in
the chair and started to get things ready.

  Beside me, I saw Sammy move a little closer to me so I glanced over at
him again. The volume coming from the TV wasn't all that loud, but since
Brad had the headset on right now I was pretty sure he couldn't hear Sammy
and I talk if we chose to. And I totally wanted to talk to him!

  "Hey, don't take this the wrong way, but you are totally rocking those
shorts you have on." I whispered.

  He smiled really big over my compliment. God damn he was cute! "Thanks."
he whispered back. "What way would you like me to take it?"

  I gave him an eye-roll. "Well, I didn't want you to think I was coming on
to you, that's all."

  "You didn't?"

  I could tell he was teasing me right now, but I didn't want to over-step
myself, especially when his brother was only 5 feet away.

  I leaned down and whispered even softer, just in case Brad had his volume
down. "Ok, so maybe I was flirting just a little." I admitted. "Still,
though, I didn't want you to take offense over it."

  "I'm not offended, Bill." he said with a shy smile. "And thank you for
the compliment. It means a lot to me that you don't treat me like a freak."

  I had to nod at that. "Yeah, I can see how people could see you that
way. But seriously, Sammy, you look fine in my book."

  "Ok here we go, let the competition begin!" Brad suddenly announced.

  It was split-screen up on the TV so I couldn't very well just leave my
character stand there doing nothing while I flirted with Sammy. So I went
and hid my character in a shipping container and for the most part
pretended to play as a camper. I say for the most part because not long
into the match Sammy got to his hands and knees and crawled forward till he
could lean down over the foot of the bed and grab the game's instruction
manual. Brad didn't seem to notice any of this, but I sure as hell did! I
couldn't take my eyes off his upturned ass for a second, it looked so hot!
Those short shorts he was wearing were riding deep into his crack and was
right now letting show a good 2 inches of each cheek. Good fucking God he
looked amazing, and it even looked like he had a nice deep camel toe going
on, too! Wow, this kid had it all!

  Sammy looked back over his shoulder and grinned at me as he crawled
backwards back to my side. I alternated between looking at his upturned
ass, then to his face, then back and forth between the two until he was
once again laying down beside me. I was so hard right now I was ready to
explode.

  "Just wanted to learn the basics." he said lightly.

  "I think you got the basics down just fine, Sammy." I muttered while
making my character move a little without looking up at the TV.

  "Thanks." he said, looking far more at ease than I was feeling right
now. I was so nervous my hands were shaking. "Listen, if you wouldn't mind
too much, when it's my turn to play, would you do me a favor and pull my
shorts out of my crack?"

  My breath caught in my throat and I immediately looked over at his
brother to see if he'd overheard or not. He hadn't. He was busy cleaning
house from the looks of it.

  I looked back at Sammy and found him patiently waiting for my answer,
like this sort of thing wasn't unusual at all.

  "Uh, yeah, I could do that." I said a little hoarsely. "But you know, if
Brad catches me he's going to kill me."

  "Probably." Sammy deadpanned with a big smile.

  I looked down at his ass and took a deep breath. "Right, but it's totally
going to be worth it if he does."

  Sammy snickered at my expense, then went back to browsing the instruction
manual. I managed to get one kill in before the battle was over, and Brad
had gotten second place out of 40 friggen players. Man, he'd really been
kicking ass in there!

  "You suck!" he announced. "Next!"

  I handed the controller over to Sammy and leaned back to await the game's
start-up. As soon as the battle began, I saw Brad burst out into open field
and start his hunting. I looked away, letting my eyes drop to Sammy's
gorgeous ass. If I did this, there was no undoing it. But come on, who was
I kidding? Of course I was going to do this. Any sane boy would in my
shoes.

  Taking one last glance to make sure Brad was busy, I then reached over
and started to gently extract Sammy's tight-as-fuck shorts from his
crack. My heart was hitting like 160 bpm right now, but I seriously
couldn't care less. All that mattered right now was my fingers and thumb
lightly grazing his naked cheeks while I worked his shorts back into
place. I was breathing like an Olympic sprinter by the time I was done and
had to take a moment to catch my breath again I was so worked up.

  Sammy glanced back over his shoulder and flashed a small flirting grin at
me. The little shit was enjoying this way too much if you asked me. Still,
I looked at him and shook my head in wonder even as I mouthed the word
'Wow' to him. His smile got a little bigger after that, then he turned back
to the game and started killing shit right and left like a true FPS vet.

  When the game ended he was only 2 kills behind Brad, which shocked the
shit out of both of us.

  "God damn, Sammy!" Brad blurted. "You were a fucking terror in there!"

  Sammy merely shrugged and had the decency to get a little red in the
face. "It's not that hard." he quietly said, then handed the controller
back to me.

  "Yeah right!" I said, adding my two cents. "Brad, I think your little
brother here needs to go to Vegas to play poker with the big boys. He'd
rake in a fortune the way he can friggen bluff!"

  "No shit!" he said in total agreement. He gave Sammy a look of suspicion
but didn't say anything else.

  We loaded up our third game and I tried to put on a better performance
this time around. I was doing pretty damn good until Sammy got back to his
hands and knees and crawled back to the foot of the bed to set the
instruction manual back down in the game box. I totally got lost in the
sight of him like that, and completely ignored the game once again. When
Sammy crawled backwards again, once more looking back and watching me watch
him, I leaned to the side when he was going by and gave his closest cheek a
firm kiss. I even let my nose slip into his crack as I paid his cheek my
complimentary kiss and was totally unprepared for the mild smell of poo
coming from him. My mouth instantly flooded with saliva and my vision
blurred. I think my brain even stopped working for a full second when I
took in that wonderful scent! When time started back up, I found Sammy
laying down beside me again with a humongous smile on his face.

  I took a quick glance at Brad, saw him gaming like his life depended on
it, then looked back at Sammy. "God damn you smell good!" I whispered down
to him. "I think I almost came in my shorts, for Christ sake!"

  Sammy snickered like a school girl but didn't seem to look uncomfortable
at all over my pronouncement. Nor by the fact that I'd just sniffed his
fucking ass. I was pretty sure he was way more sexually educated than what
was normal for a 13 year old. And really, looking the way he did I could
clearly understand why that might be.

  The game's end put me in the top ten, but I'd still lost to Brad once
more. As soon as it was done he sprang to his feet and said he was going to
take a leak and then grab pops for everyone, then he was out the door at a
run.

  "Holy shit, I think I nearly went into a coma there when you were
crawling past me." I quietly croaked. "You are sexy as fuck, Sammy!"

  Sammy snickered and wiggled his butt back and forth in a playful
way. "Thanks, Bill." he replied easily. "You should totally feel me up
while Brad's away. You know, if you want to that is."

  Boy did I! I quickly got to my knees and used both hands to work each of
his amazing cheeks. God damn his ass felt incredible. All squishy like a
girl's would be. Plus it just plain looked like a girl's butt to begin with
so it just made this whole experience that much more exciting. I knew I'd
totally fuck this kid if I was ever given the chance. I had no doubts about
that at all.

  Sammy suddenly smacked my hip and whispered. "Brad's coming!"

  I dropped back to my butt right beside him and put on my best look of
nonchalance that I could. I think my face was a little red when Brad came
back in, but he didn't seem to pay it that much attention. Pretty sure he
noticed, though.

  "Ok you two totally suck at this game, so you wanna play something else
or keep going?" he asked after handing out pops and plopping back into his
chair.

  I looked over at Sammy, who was in turn looking at me. I just shrugged,
then said, "Hell I don't care what we do. Your call, Sammy."

  "Mmm, what do you wanna do, Brad?" he asked his brother.

I suddenly realized just how feminine Sammy's voice was, too. It totally
threw me off balance for a second when I replayed it in my head. Not sure
why I'd never noticed that fact before, but it was petty damn clear now,
though.

  I collected myself before Brad could notice, and made an effort to keep
my wits about me from here on out. The last thing I wanted was for Brad to
suspect anything.

  Brad looked to his wall clock. "Well, it's almost noon, so going outside
to do something sounds ok. Let's go see what we can come up with."

  Brad popped back to his feet and took off for the back door without so
much as a glance back to see if we were following. A look over at Sammy was
all it took for the two of us to start snickering over Brad's show of
excitement.

  "We should probably go see what he comes up with." Sammy said, getting to
his feet up on the bed and stepping around me. Then he stopped and looked
back over his shoulder at me. "But first, would you be a gentleman and pull
my shorts out of my butt again?"

  "Those pesky shorts of yours..." I said, totally kidding around. "Of
course, if I were your shorts I think I'd be trying to creep up your ass
too."

  Sammy giggled down at me. "And if you were my shorts, I'd probably just
leave you in there instead of pulling you out."

  "I know what I wanna be in my next life!" I quipped.

  While Sammy giggled yet again, I worked his ass with both hands and
totally forgot to pull his shorts out of his crack.

  "Mmm, as much as I want you to keep groping me back there, I think we'd
better get going before Brad starts to suspect something."

  I nodded and pushed my fingers right up inside his crack until they were
bottomed out. "Man you have a deep crack." I said in wonder while I worked
my fingers around against his butthole's location.

  "Oh damn that feels good." Sammy purred and wiggled his butt back and
forth against my invading fingers. "Damn it! We need to go!"

  "I know, I know!" I said in totally agreement, but kept right on
fingering his crack until he jumped off the bed and quickly walked out of
the room with a backwards look of lust on his face. I repositioned my
throbbing cock before following.



				                        Sammy



  I let my hips swivel a little more than normal as I made my way through
the house and out onto the back patio. Bill followed me while cursing up a
storm the whole way. He was so totally enthralled with my ass it wasn't
funny. I was having a blast driving him crazy with it, and was going to
continue to do so until he left or we got caught. I wasn't too sure how
Brad would respond if he saw his fiend feeling me up, but I was petty sure
it wouldn't be a pleasant reaction if he did.

  We found Brad out in the middle of the back yard waiting on us. Somehow
he'd found the time to get a kick ball out of the shed as well as what
looked like a coffee can. I had a pretty good idea of what he had in mind
and was actually a little excited about it.

  "Ok, so there is only three of us, so our options are limited." he
explained once we made it to him. "So, I figured we could play a few rounds
of Kick The Can."

  "Heck yeah, sounds like fun!" I said with enthusiasm.

  "Ah, yeah I know how to play that." Bill added. "You bet, sounds like
fun. Who plays protector first?"

  "My idea, so I'll be up first." Brad decided for us. "You two get going,
you got a 20 count."

  Bill and I took off at a sprint while Brad sat down on the overturned
coffee can and started counting to 20. Three strides into our run we both
looked at one another and grinned from ear to ear over the fact that we
were both heading in the same direction; Our one and only
out-building. Instead of going inside and hiding, we both went around the
backside of it and took up a hiding place behind some old lumber we had
stacked back there. It was a good 4 feet in height, so it was definitely
tall enough to hide behind, but just barely. I immediately got to my hands
and knees and took up position at one end of the lumber while Bill sat
somewhere behind me.

  "Jesus, can you get any sexier!?" I heard him growl behind me.

  I looked back at him and saw him staring outright at my upturned
butt. "Yes. You should see me when I actually dress up like a girl. I'd
knock your socks off, mister."

  "Oh man, I bet you look amazing." he replied dreamily.

  "Brad's going to find us petty fast." I said with a smile. "There just
isn't all that many places to hide."

  Bill nodded in agreement, then leaned forward to take a quick hit of my
crack. He actually shoved his nose right inside this time. He was
definitely getting bolder. I giggled for him, and even wiggled my butt back
and forth against his face while he sniffed me. Having a guy smell me back
there was never going to get old, I swear!

  We both heard Brad come sprinting around the corner but I was the one
that reacted first. I'd been waiting for him to make his appearance and
once I'd heard him I bolted out from around the stack of lumber and ran my
ass off around the opposite side from where he was. Bill followed a second
later but was too slow and Brad caught him 10 feet from the can. Shit, that
had actually been fun! I may have looked like a girl in every way, but that
didn't mean I couldn't run.

  "Shit!" Bill exclaimed when Brad tagged him.

  "Woo Hoo!" I hollered with my arms in the air in victory.

  "Damn, that was a close one." Brad panted, slapping his friend on the
shoulder. "I think you're getting faster, man."

  "Ugh! Not fast enough, apparently."

  We all spent a minute catching our breath, then Brad and I took off for
the out-building, then quietly turned towards the backside of the storage
shed instead. Much like I'd done with Bill, once I got around the shed I
dropped to my hands and knees and crawled over to peek around the corner
like I was keeping watch, which I really was. Behind me, Brad dropped to
his own knees, then shoved his face right into my asscrack for a long, deep
sniff. I couldn't help but giggle over his obvious need.

  "So, you and Bill hitting it off?" he asked after coming up for air.

  I looked back to judge his expression and decided he wasn't mad in the
least. He looked a little jealous, though, so I kept a lot of details to
myself when I answered him.

  "Ok I guess. He's nice enough to me, which is a nice change of pace."

  "That's cool. You gonna let him fuck ya?"

  I quirked an eyebrow at his blunt question. "Uh, I seriously doubt it." I
answered. "Why do you ask?"

  "Just curious is all."

  I went back to keeping watch so he could take another hit of my butt if
he wanted. He surprised me by going over to the other corner and keeping
his own watch.  Damn, I was really hoping he'd pay my butt some more
attention.

  "Sammy, you can do what you want, just remember that there's a chance he
could blab about it if he chose to." he said from over his shoulder. "I
mean, I'd kick the living shit out of him if he did, but still..."

  "I know." I answered, understanding the point he was making. "I don't
think there's anything to worry about if I just fool around with him,
though. I mean, it would just be his word against mine, and he'd still be
walking a fine line if you were to find out."

  I was waiting for him to say something in response, but instead felt
someone slap my ass and start hooting in victory.  Well fuck, I hadn't even
heard Brad take off or Bill's silent approach. I looked back and glared at
Bill's smiling face and rubbed some of the sting out of my cheek.

  "That hurt, ya know." I said still rubbing the sting away.

  "Want me to kiss it and make it feel better?" he teased, then took off
running when I made a lunge for his private parts.

  Bill and Brad were smiling ear to ear when I shuffled my way towards the
can for my turn. Damn it, I was really hoping to fool around with one of
them some more, but now I was stuck as the protector.

  "One, two, three..."

  The two boys took off and I stopped counting out loud and simply sat down
on the can. I could hear one go one way while the other went another, but
that didn't mean anything. They could always circle around and hide
somewhere else. I sat there for more than a 20 count, then got up and
looked around. I honestly had no idea where to start looking, so I just
picked the out-building and walked right inside. It took a bit for my eyes
to adjust to the dark interior, and once they did, I started to
methodically search out each hiding place I came upon. About a minute later
I heard someone kick the can outside, then saw movement from the corner of
my eye. Someone was hiding behind one of the old desks we had sitting in
the far right corner! I quietly sneaked my way over and soon found a pair
of long legs sticking out from one side of the desk. It was Bill for
sure. Brad's legs weren't that long. As quietly as I could, I eased around
the corner and reached right out and grabbed a handful of his crotch. Bill
yelped and jumped right out of his skin.

  "Gotcha!" I hooted, still holding onto his package. "Does it hurt? Would
you like me to kiss it and make it feel better?" I teased while working his
junk with my hand.

  "God damn, you scared the shit out of me!" he said without flinching at
all from my boldness.

  I found his cock and started to just work it while holding onto him from
behind in a one-arm hug. "Mmm, I think I found something else I'd like to
play with for a while." I teased in a soft voice.

  Bill got hard in my hand so fast it was a wonder he didn't get
light-headed over the sudden loss of blood. Shit, he had one hell of nice
cock by the feel of it!

  "Sammy, we really need to go." Bill said in warning, then spun around in
my hold and bent down to kiss me deeply. He practically shoved his tongue
all the way down my throat in his eagerness! I was actually a little
shocked at his boldness, as well as the fact that this was the first time
any guy had ever kissed me. It felt weird and exciting at the same time.

  He finally tore himself away from me and I could tell it had taken some
effort for him to do so. I started to step towards him again, but he shook
his head and started for the big open door while tucking is big cock away
so it was less obvious. Damn, I totally wanted to suck a cock right now!
Damn it!

  Once Bill took his spot at the can, I looked at Brad, then nodded towards
the house. He nodded in understanding and once Bill started to count, he
and I took off for the shed, then sneaked around it and made our way to the
back porch. The porch had a three foot high storage area under it that was
accessible by a hidden door on the right side. Brad opened it up and waved
me to get underneath as quickly as I could. The underside was cement and
wasn't all that dirty, so I made my way inside on my hands and knees clear
over to the front part so I could look through the grilled wooden wall and
see what Bill was doing. It was going to be virtually impossible for him to
see us in here, and that was exactly what I was hoping for.

  Brad came up behind me and started to smell my ass right away. I let him
do just that for a good two minutes before reaching back to push his head
away. Then I turned all the way around and pushed him back until he was
sitting down and leaning back on his elbows. Then I worked the leg of his
baggy shorts up his right leg until I could reach inside and pull his big
hard cock out in the open. As soon as I could, I wrapped my lips around his
swollen cockhead and started to eagerly suck him off. I was pretty damn
sure by this point that I was going to like having Brad as a
step-brother. Man I loved his big cock in my mouth!

  "Ah, that feels so good, Sammy." Brad quietly moaned.

  "Good." I replied while smacking his big dick right against the side my
my face a couple times. "I want you to cum right in my mouth again."

  He growled at me as we stared eye to eye at one another. I took the hint
and stuck his cock back in my mouth and worked the hell out of it once
more, the whole time staring right into his face. I felt his big head start
to pulsate not a minute later and then he was filling my mouth with yet
another hot load of cum. God damn I loved this feeling! He grunted with
effort as he pumped the last of his cum into my mouth and I eagerly drank
it down. I kept right on stroking his shaft for a good two minutes after
his orgasm, making damn sure he was thoroughly done before pulling him out
of my mouth.

  "Mmm, thanks for that, big brother." I said a little breathless, totally
meaning it. "I could really get used to sucking you off every day."

  Brad chuckled down at me, evidently finding this a bit on the funny
side. "God damn, Sammy, the way you suck cock it's like you've been doing
it for years now." he said with some passion.

  I grinned really big at his compliment, then kissed his softening cock as
a thank you. Outside, we heard Bill holler out that he was giving up, and
upon looking through the slitted wall we could see him sitting on the
coffee can looking thoroughly defeated.

  I kissed Brad's dick one last time, then tucked it back inside his big
baggy shorts. He and I quietly made our way out from under the porch and
eased back into the back yard to where Bill was sitting. He never even
heard us coming until we were right on top of him.

  "God damn you two, where the hell did you hide?" he blurted out as soon
as he saw us.

  "Oh no, no way are we telling you that." Brad spouted with humor.

  "Bah, that's bullshit." he said dejectedly, then glanced down at his
watch. "Damn, I better get going. Dad will be getting home soon and I need
to be home before he gets there."

  "That's cool." Brad said slapping his friend on the shoulder.

  "It was nice meeting you again, Bill." I said with a what I hoped was a
meaningful look.

  He nodded at me and gave me a small smile of understanding when Brad
looked away from us.

  As soon as he was gone, I went back inside to finally go relieve
myself. I'd been holding in my morning shit this whole time and it was way
overdue for release. However, much like I'd done the day before, I only let
most of it out before cutting it off prematurely and leaving the restroom
without wiping. To be honest, I had barely been able to smell anything at
all when I'd taken my shit, so I wasn't sure if Brad would like my odor
today or not.

                                                                   ***

                                                                  Brad



  I was in my room changing out of my sweaty clothes when Sammy walked
in. I'd forgotten to close my door all the way so he'd barged right in. And
I was standing there without a stitch of clothing on, too!

  "God damn, Brad!" he scolded. "You're supposed to close your door if
you're indecent."

  I sighed loudly. "Yeah, that's my bad. Sorry about that. Just wanted to
change out of my sweaty clothes is all."

  Sammy shook his head and gave me an eye-roll. It was then that I noticed
that he had changed clothes as well, and was right now walking around in a
rather feminine white blouse and a pair of cottony looking shorts, also
white in color. Even though he was facing me I could already tell that the
shorts were going to be pretty damn short for when mom and dad got home, so
evidently he'd put them on for me.

  I kept looking around for some clothes to wear, and when Sammy walked by
me and dropped to his stomach up on my bed, I instantly started to get hard
over the sexy way his butt looked in those shorts. They really rode deep in
his crack and let a good 2 inches of cheek to show. He looked downright
amazing over there!

  I decided to just slip into my thigh-length robe for now and came over to
sit down beside Sammy up on the bed. He moved over a little to give me
room, gave my robe a good looking over, then clicked on my TV by way of the
remote.

  Then he looked back at me and asked, "Think I should go out for
gymnastics this coming year?"

  I squinted at him to see if he was being serious or not. I think he
was. "Hmm, you know that sort of thing is pretty demanding, right?"

  "Yeah, I know."

  "I mean, it takes quite a bit of strength and a whole shitload of
coordination."

  He nodded that he understood.

  "And more importantly, it takes a lot of flexibility."  I added. "Think
you can handle all that?"

  "I don't know." he admitted. "I'm pretty strong, and gaining more isn't
all the tough. Same with coordination. Flexibility, I'm not sure
about. What do you mean?"

  "Here, stand up." I instructed, having an idea on how to test him. "Now
turn around. Good, now bend over and see if you can lay your chest right up
against the front of your legs."

  He looked back at me to see if I was serious. I nodded and waved for him
to try it. It actually surprised me when he bent right over and laid his
chest right along the front of his thighs and made it look fairly easy
while doing so. There was no way I'd be able to do that, so it looked like
Sammy was heading into gymnastics this year. I was about to tell him how
great of a job he'd done when I looked up and saw the huge hole he'd made
in the seam of his shorts. I could clearly see his filthy asshole right
through that hole, and I was quick to capitalize on his current position.

  "That's great, Sammy!" I said with feeling. "Here, let me help you
stretch a bit while you're already there."

  I came up on my knees right behind him and wrapped my arms around his
legs and upper body, then held him in that position while I guided my nose
right into his asscrack.  I took a huge whiff of his filthy asshole and
nearly groaned in pleasure it smelt so damn good. For being a fresh smear
of shit it smelt fairly mild to me. I let my nose gently grind around
against it so it was thoroughly smeared against it.

  "How's that feel, Sammy? You getting a good stretch?" I asked without
caring.

  "It feels fucking great." came his soft reply. "I know this practically
puts your nose right in my butt, so I hope I don't smell or anything."

  I ground my nose around a little more in his tacky filth before playing
my part. "Shoot, Sammy," I said a little breathless. "If it helps you win
in gymnastics, I can put up with having my nose in your butt for a while."

  "You sure you don't mind?" he asked sweetly.

  "No way." I replied, then switched gears and ran my tongue right around
his shit-covered sphincter.

  The bitter taste of shit on my tongue didn't faze me one bit, because I
knew it was coming from Sammy and I was totally good with that. Hell, I
fucking loved the taste of Sammy's ass, who am I kidding! I was in fucking
Heaven right now!

  Sammy took it upon himself to forgo the stretching and slowly dropped to
his hands and knees, and I went right down him him, my tongue never leaving
his crack. I kept right on licking until his asshole was sparkling clean,
then put a finger on each side of the man-made hole in his shorts and
pulled. The fabric tore with ease and I was immediately blessed with the
site of his dark-brown asshole. It looked impressively big, let me tell
you!

  "Wow, Sammy! Your asshole is gorgeous!" I said in quiet awe.

  I think he may have looked back at me from over his shoulder, I'm not
sure. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off his thick sphincter at all
yet. God damn it looked awesome, so much so that I came up to my knees all
the way and lined myself up at it. It was then that I finally looked up and
saw that he was looking back watching me with big, excited eyes.

  I licked my lips and tentatively asked, "Sammy, is it ok if I put my dick
inside you?"

  He nodded his head and dropped his back into an even deeper arch,
evidently entirely up for a good ass fucking. I'd never screwed anything in
my life, let alone someone's ass, so this was new territory for me and
probably Sammy too. I had no idea what to expect but when I leaned forward
and watched my big, bloated, cockhead slip into my step-brother's ass, it
was like the best day in my life times ten. Just, wow! The sight of my
eight inch cock disappearing up inside his gorgeous butt, and the sensation
of his warm, strong sphincter gripping my thick shaft was like nothing I
could have even imagined. I was so damn turned-on I was already tingling by
the time I got bottomed out, so I just sat there and tried to calm down a
bit so I could last more than a damn second.

  "Wow!" Sammy moaned sweetly, still looking back at me from over his right
shoulder. "That feels amazing! Your cock feels fucking huge in there!"

  I licked my dry lips and gave him a delighted smile. I even chuckled a
little. "I can't move yet or I'm going to cum." I explained.

  Sammy started to snicker uncontrollably and in doing so threatened to
push me right back out of his butt with his mirth.

  "I don't mind, Brad." he said, getting his humor under control. "I'm sure
we'll do it again soon."

  I gave him a nod of agreement, then looked down and watched in
fascination as I made a couple of test strokes, letting my eight inch cock
come nearly all the way out before reversing and slipping it right back
in. The sight and the feel was just too much and I felt myself exploding
inside Sammy's amazing ass by the third test pass. I groaned and moaned and
pushed every bit of my meat inside him, letting every last bit of cum drop
deep inside.

  "Shit, Sammy!" I panted out. "I'm so sorry I didn't last that long."

  "Mmm, I don't mind, Brad." he replied and gave his butt a wiggle back and
forth, making my dick tingle even more in doing so. "Like I said, I'm sure
we'll be doing it again real soon."

  "Oh you can count of that!"

  I gave one last push just to enjoy the sensation of his cheeks
compressing against me, then pulled my dick all the way out. We both
dribbled quite a bit of cum when my head finally fell out, me from my dick
and Sammy from his dilated asshole. I sat back on my heels and tried to
catch my breath. I may have lasted for all of ten seconds, but I felt like
I'd just ran around the block I was so pumped right now.



      				The End of Part 1.



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