Date: Wed, 27 Sep 2000 15:44:09 EDT From: m yonge Subject: Brother Pat Part 1 Disclaimer: The following story depicts consensual m/m sexual situations between an adults and minors and minors and minors, including a priest and a boys. If you are under the age of eighteen or find this form of sexual activity offensive, STOP HERE! Mikel Yonge myonge@hotmail.com Brother Pat Chapter 1. The Beginnings I was the youngest of four in my family, and a bit of a late comer. My next older brother Brad was six years older than me. Generally they all left me alone.... at best I was in the way to the others, a nuisance. When I was about 12 (maybe because he no longer really had to take care of me) I started hanging out with Brad to watch him play soccer at high school. He was really into it and was on the high school team. I think actually he only had me along because I would carry his gear for him. Anyway I kinda enjoyed being with him, and the team. I sort of became the team mascot. (I also hung around with a group of three other boys my age. We had all done an alter boy stint together and had become good friends. There was Stevie, (his dad had built a tree house for him and we often had overnight sleeps there.), And, there was Sammy and Bill two other kids that lived about a block away. Together we were a real terror. We did everything together. ) One day as we were leaving the School after a soccer match, Brad said that he had forgotten something in his locker in the gym so we went back in. generally I always waited for him outside and we would walk home together... but this time I went back in with him and into the locker room. What I saw there was several of Brad's buddies still in the shower or in various stages of undress and nakedness. Several of the guys turned to look at us as we entered, and shouted hi to us. a couple of them made some rude and lewd gestures by grabbing their nuts and cock at Brad, who just laughed and told them to fuck off. I didn't know which way to look. I have never been in the locker room with Brad before and certainly not with a bunch of naked men. I certainly took it all in but tried not to stare. Brad got his stuff and we left, neither of us said anything, there was nothing to say. Later that week... Stevie called me.. he was all excited... "c'mon over to the club house Mikey, I've got something neat to show you!!!" I ran out shouting to mom where I was going. "Well be back in an hour, don't be late for supper" She called back I climbed up into the tree house where Stevie and the the other two were already waiting "What took you!?!?! Stevie wouldn't let us see anything until you got here" Said Bill. "Well I'm here now so what's the big deal Stevie?" With a flourish Stevie brought out two glossy covered magazines. The cover of one showed a naked man on top of a woman, the other much the same. We were not talking Playboy here... these were hard core porn magazines. "Where the Hell did you get those????!!!??" we all exclaimed. "My brother Joe has them hidden in the bottom of his junk drawer. Mum never goes in there ... but I do" (Stevie's oldest brother, Joe was 21 and still lived at home) "We can look at them for a few minutes then I have to get them back to his room before he get's home." We turned the pages to see men and women in various stages of sexual arousal and activity. Men with huge cocks some buried deep into the women..... One picture was of a man laying back with cum coming from his massive cock and spurted out over his belly, with a woman licking it up. My only thought was "look at the size of those cocks." The women didn't excite me at all... they looked almost incomplete. Just a gaping fleshy hole that men stuck their dicks in. I had heard my brother talking about a woman's cunt and such with his buddies, how they wanted to fuck this girl or that. Now that I saw what they were talking about I was really not that impressed. The men on the other hand looked great. We all just stared at the pictures, making comments about what they looked like and what we looked like, but not much else. We were all horny by now and rubbing our cocks through our pants.... then Stevie saw his brother coming down the street and grabbed the magazines and ran back into the house. We all went home. I had an uneasy feeling about what had happened.... not that I didn't like what I saw but something in the back of my mind told me that something wasn't quite right. That night I had a dream..... I was in the locker room with the soccer team, they were all naked with erections like what I saw in the magazines. These guys were beautiful! Some of them were jerking off, others were sucking each other off. A couple of guys turned to me, with massive cocks sticking out. They slowly walked toward me stroking their cocks as they came with big grins on their faces. One of them said "You want this don't you Mikey? You want my big fuckin cock." I trieds to get away but you know how it is with dreams, they caught me and started to undress me. I was feeling so good. One of them was kissing me and the other was going down on me, while the rest of the guys gathered round, all of them laughing and stroking their big swollen cocks over me. I could feel that I had an enormous hard on. The guy who had started kissing me, slowly worked his way down my body from my mouth to my neck and chest and then down my torso. All the while I could feel the other guy's hot mouth on my cock. Then Oooohhhnnn FUCK !!! fireworks went off in my mind!!! I woke with a start, panting hard. There was something warm and wet in my shorts. Something was very wrong!!!! I felt so good but what was happening to me?!!!! Over the next several weeks and months we often got together and enjoyed Joes' magazines... They were hot. One time one of them showed a pair of guys making out in an ad for some other magazines that were available. I almost came right there and then. It made me so hot to see those guys together. It didn't take long during that time for us to discover masturbation and we often jerked off together as we looked through the mags. We would talk about what we would like to do to some of the girls we knew. I would go along in the conversation but I knew that I really wasn't interested in doing anything with girls. Somehow I knew I couldn't tell my buddies about what I felt. I often shot my load faster than the other guys because I was getting off on seeing their dicks.