Date: Mon, 26 Mar 2007 19:37:16 -0400 (EDT)
From: Jack Allen <jallen@burpingfrog.com>
Subject: Grant's Big Day

Grant's Big Day
by Jack Allen
Copyright
jallen@burpingfrog.com

"So what do you wanna do now?" Jon said.

"I don't know. I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat."

"Ok. You got any money?"

"No. Do you?" Grant said.

"No. I'm broke. Let's go to my house and see if we find something."

They walked the few blocks to Jon's house. With the hard on in Grant's
shorts he couldn't walk that fast, so it took a while to get there. Jon's
parents weren't home, but his brother was there.

"It's about time you got home. Mom asked me to make hot dogs for dinner.
They're cold by now," he said. He used a fork to get the hot dogs out of
the pan, then tossed the fork in the sink. "Who's your friend?"

"This is Grant."

"Hi Grant. I'm Ben," he said, and put his hand on his hip. "Why don't you
guys get something to eat?"

He walked off and went to the basement. Grant and Jon each got a couple of
hot dogs on buns and sat in the family room to play video games and eat.
Ben came back up from the basement with a couple of books and sat in the
family room with them to read. Grant finished his hot dogs while Jon was
playing and put his plate on the table.

"Can I ask you a question?" he said.

"Sure. What?" Ben said and closed his book.

"Jon said you were gay. Is that true?"

"I didn't say that," Jon said, with a horrified look on his face.

Ben looked amused. "Yes, it's true. Are you gay?"

"I'm not sure. What is gay?"

"Well, do you like to kiss girls?"

"Yeah," Grant said. The memory of putting his tongue in Emily's mouth made
his penis twitch.

"What about boys? Would you like to kiss me?"

"No way," Grant said, and wrinkled his nose.

Ben shrugged. "Then you're probably not gay. Have you ever sucked a cock,
like Jon's?"

"No."

"You should try it sometime. There's nothing like the feel of warm cum
filling your mouth."

"It would be hard to suck Grant's dick," Jon said.

"Why?"

"It's too big to get in my mouth."

Ben looked at Grant. "So. You got a big cock, or what?"

"It's pretty big, I guess."

"Why don't you let me see it? I'll decide if it's big."

Grant hesitated. Suddenly he was very warm and his palms were sweaty. Ben
kept glancing at his crotch.

"I don't know," he said.

"Go ahead. Show him," Jon said.

Ben started to unbuckle his jeans. "Look, I'll go first and you can see
what a big dick really looks like."

He pushed down his pants and his crisp white undershorts. His dick jumped
out. He held it at the base like a trophy and turned it for Jon and Grant
to see.

"That's pretty big, don't you think?" Ben said with a smug grin.

"Yeah, that's big," Grant said.

Ben rubbed it a few times. "You wanna touch it?"

Grant shrugged. "Sure. Why not?"

Ben slid closer on the couch. His hard dick bobbed like a flagpole in a
strong wind. Grant put his hand around it and squeezed. Ben was smiling at
him. His dick was warm and hard, just like his own.

"Pump it with your hand, like this," Ben said. He put his hand on Grant's
and moved it up and down. "You know how to jerk off, don't you?"

"Sure. Jon and I do it together all the time."

Ben looked at his brother with a sly grin.

"Let me see your's now," he said.

"Ok."

Grant's hands were shaking. He unbuckled his belt slowly. The zipper stuck
and he had to pull it back up twice before it would open. He pushed his
jeans down to his knees. Ben's eyes bulged.

"Good God. I didn't think it was that big. How long is it? Have you ever
measured it?"

"No. I don't know how long it is."

"I bet it's a foot long," Jon said.

Ben smiled at his brother.

"Do you mind if I hold it?" he said.

"Yeah, ok."

Grant was holding it and let go when Ben's hand reached over and closed
around it. He pumped it slowly, with a pleasant smile on his lips. Grant
let his breath out through his mouth and all the tension drained from his
body.

"I think you're right. It's probably twelve inches long," Ben said.

"I'll get a ruler. We can measure it," Jon said.

Ben ignored him. Grant didn't care as long as he kept pulling on his dick.
His warm hand felt good.

"Have you ever had a blowjob?" Ben said.

"I don't know. What's a blowjob?"

"It's when someone sucks your cock, in their mouth?"

"Yeah, I've had that."

"Really? Who did it? Jon?"

"No. Owen's Mom, she sucked it. And his sister, Loren."

Ben looked surprised. "Is that right? You get around pretty good."

"Dude, you got Loren to suck you off? You are the luckiest," Jon said.

"Owen's little sister blew you? Was she any good at it?" Ben said.

"She was all right."

Ben frowned and nodded. "I'm sure she was just all right. That's how girls
are. You haven't had a blowjob until you've had one from a man."

He leaned over and took Grant's dick straight into his mouth. Jon gasped.

"Oh God," Grant said.

His hands squeezed the cushions His heart nearly stopped, then his stomach
felt queasy. It was a little disgusting to have a guy sucking his dick.
Ben was forcing it deep into his mouth like Owen's Mom was doing and it
felt pretty good. He was pumping it at the same time with one hand and
rubbing his balls with the other. He was drooling all over it and his
slobber ran down the shaft over his hand.

Grant's tension eased. It wasn't so bad. Ben's head was moving up and
down, sliding his mouth over his cock. He got a lot more of it in than
Loren. He didn't look nearly as good as her, but he was much better at it.

"Dude, that is awesome. How do you get it so deep like that?" Jon said.

Ben wiped his mouth. "It just takes some practice. You gotta suck a few
cocks to learn how to do it right."

"Are you gonna make me shoot?" Grant said.

Ben was still pumping his dick with one hand. His drool made it slick.

"Of course. That's what you want, isn't it?"

"I don't know. It's kinda weird."

"Why? Don't I do it better than those girls?"

Grant shrugged. "You haven't got me off yet."

Ben stared at him for a second, then grinned.

"Then I better get right on that," he said.

He licked his lips, stuck his tongue way out and licked the side of
Grant's dick. He kept looking at him while he did it and it made him a
little uneasy. This was a guy licking his dick. He wasn't supposed to
enjoy it. But Ben opened his mouth wide and lowered it over the end of his
dick and there was no way he was going to make him stop until he had
finished.

The room was quiet except for Grant's soft moans and the wet smack of
Ben's mouth moving up and down on his dick. When he started to cum it
happened suddenly, and there was no way he could make that stop, either.

He let out a small gasp, and he was gushing cum into Ben's mouth. His eyes
brightened and it looked as if he was smiling, but it was hard to tell
with his mouth stretched around his dick and his cheeks puffing out as
they filled with cum, just as Loren's did. He let it fill his mouth and
opened wide to show it to them, how it covered his tongue and floated
around his teeth, then he swallowed it.

"You got sweet tasting cum, you know that? And how do you get so much? I
blew three guys at the same time once and they didn't give me that much
cum."

"When did you blow three guys?" Jon said.

Ben looked smug. He had Grant's dick in his hand and rubbed it while he
talked.

"When I was the trainer's assistant for the football team. One of the guys
on the team found out I was gay and he and a couple of his friends
cornered me in the locker room after practice. They took turns shoving
their cocks into my mouth. That was a great day."

"I still prefer a girl," Grant said.

Ben looked confused. "Why?"

"I don't know. Because they're girls, that's all."

Ben's hand moved up and down on his dick, which had softened a little but
was still hard.

"Would you like to put this up my ass?" he said.

Grant sneered. "I don't think so."

Ben looked at his brother. "Would you like to fuck Jon's ass first?"

Jon sat up. His hands were clenched in fists.

"What makes you think I want him to fuck me in the ass?"

Ben crossed his hands in his lap. "Because I believe you're gay, too. You
just don't want to admit it."

Jon's face turned dark red. "That's not true."

"Have you fucked a girl yet?"

Jon's mouth worked like a fish in the water, but no words came out. Grant
tried to recall if he had done anything with any of the girls they'd been
with recently. Nothing came to mind. Jon crossed his arms.

"That doesn't make me gay."

"It doesn't have to make you gay. Maybe you just want someone to fuck you
first."

Jon put his hands on his hips.

"I-I ... I never said I wanted someone to fuck me first," he said.

Ben got up and walked over to him. His pants were still open and his hard
dick was hanging out. He rubbed the front of Jon's jeans, where he had a
small bulge sticking out.

"Why don't you try it? I'll even blow you if that will make you feel better."

The angry expression on Jon's face began to fade. His shoulders slumped.
Ben unzipped his jeans and slipped his hand in. Jon's eyes became glassy.
Ben dropped to his knees in front of his brother, opened his jeans and
pulled them down to his ankles.

"You won't be needing these," he said.

Grant put his hand around his own dick and pumped slowly. He couldn't wait
to see what happened.

Jon's dick stood straight out. It wasn't as big as Ben's but that didn't
seem to bother him. He closed his hand around it and pumped slowly while
he was smiling up at him.

"Relax. This isn't gonna hurt," he said.

But Jon was trembling. It lasted only until Ben leaned forward and put his
dick in his mouth. Jon let out a little squeak. His eyes were fixed on his
brother's face. He hand his hands on his thighs to help move his head back
and forth.

"How does it feel?" Grant said.

Jon looked up and blinked a few times.

"Dude, it's awesome. I don't believe it's so good."

Ben took his dick out of his mouth.

"Why are you surprised? I told you I was very good at this."

He went back to sucking his dick. Jon stared at him with his mouth hanging
open. Ben was sucking hard and moving his head very fast. The slurp of his
mouth was loud and his drool spilled on the floor between Jon's feet. He
had his whole cock in his mouth and his nose was pressed against his belly
below his navel.

It didn't take long before Jon let out a long, low groan and his body
convulsed. Ben continued to move his head, but slower. He pulled back,
turned to Grant and opened his mouth wide. His tongue was covered with
white stuff. He swallowed and wiped his mouth with his hand.

"Congratulations, little brother. You've been initiated," he said, and
stood up.

"Damn, dude. That was good," Jon said.

"It's gonna get better. A whole lot better."

He turned Jon around and bent him over the chair so that he held himself
up with his hands and his smooth ass stuck up in the air. He took a tube
of grease from his pocket and held it up for Grant to see.

"When I was in the boy scouts I learned two things, how to give a blowjob
to make your scout leader cum in your mouth, and how to always be prepared
for what might come after the blowjob."

He smeared the grease all over his hard dick and lined it up with Jon's
asshole.

"Don't hurt me, ok?"

"Don't worry, little brother. This is only gonna hurt for a minute. After
that you'll beg me for more."

"Ok," Jon said, but he was trembling.

Ben eased the tip of his dick into his tiny hole. Jon clenched his teeth
and grimaced like he was in a lot of pain. He pushed the rest of his dick
in slowly then started pumping his hips back and forth. Jon's whole body
rocked with him. His eyes closed and he was moaning softly.

"What's it feel like?" Grant said.

"It feels really good," Jon said without opening his eyes.

"I told you it would feel good," Ben said. He had his hands on Jon's hips
and used them to move his brother back and forth the way he liked.

Grant's dick had stiffened again. For some reason, watching his best
friend get fucked in the ass by his own brother was a big turn on.

Ben started groaning, and it was like they were singing a part in a
chorus. Then he stiffened and his body jerked and Jon's head dropped to
the arm of the chair, rolling side to side.

"You came inside me, didn't you?" he said.

Ben was still standing behind him, motionless, holding his hips with his
body pressed against his ass.

"I did. Why?"

"I felt something warm back there."

"How did it feel?"

Jon smiled. "Really good."

Ben turned to Grant. "Would you like to try it now?"

Jon's head came up and he looked at him with wide, frightened eyes.

"Sure," Grant said with a shrug. He got up, holding his dick by the shaft
and walked toward Jon, who stared at it.

Ben pulled out and stepped back. His white stuff was dripping from his
brother's tiny hole. Jon was trembling and couldn't take his eyes off the
huge dick he held in his hand. Ben opened the tube of grease.

"You're gonna need some extra lube. We don't want you to hurt Jon too much."

He held Grant's dick under the head and squeezed a bead of grease along
its entire length. He spread the stuff all over with one hand until it was
slick and shiny.

"That should do it. Just be gentle. Let him adjust to your size. Then fuck
him hard like he was one of those bitches you like to stick it to," Ben
said, and put the cap back on the tube.

Jon was moaning already. Grant aimed the head of his dick at his tiny
opening. When it touched, he flinched.

"Oh God. Don't hurt me, dude," he said in a pathetic whimper.

"I don't care how much it hurts. Just make me cum," Grant said.

Jon whimpered some more and Ben just chuckled. He reached between his
brother's legs and rubbed his dick.

"Don't worry about it, Jon. I won't let him be cruel to you. I want him to
save that for me."

Grant pressed his dick into Jon's hole. His back arched and he groaned. He
had to press hard before the head slipped in.

"Dude, go slow, go slow," Jon said, almost sobbing.

But Grant didn't want to go slow. Jon's back hole was tight, tighter than
Emily's slit. He couldn't wait to try this on a girl, like Loren, and find
out how tight her back hole was.

He leaned forward, with his hands on Jon's back. His hole resisted, then
gave in and most of his long, thick shaft slid in. The strength in Jon's
arms gave out and he collapsed over the arm of the chair, whimpering.

Grant's cock hit bottom in Jon's ass. His head came up and he yelped.

"That's deep enough. Please, no more," he said in a weak, panting voice.

Grant let up. All but the last few inches of his cock was buried in his
hole and he was stretched wide to fit around it.

"Damn, that's gotta hurt," he said.

Jon nodded. "Dude, just get it over with, please."

Ben stroked the few inches of his cock that weren't in his brother's ass
with the tips of his fingers.

"Whenever you're ready you can fuck my ass. I can't wait to find out how
much it hurts," he said with a smile.

Grant couldn't look him in the eye. There was something about him that
creeped him out. He put his hands on Jon's hips and started humping,
letting his cock slide in and out of his tight hole. It was one thing to
fuck his friend in the ass. It was another thing to think about doing it
to his older brother.

Jon's whimpers and cries of pain changed to soft moans, then deep groans.
His arms stretched across the chair to hold the other arm.

"Dude ... Uhn, dude ... Dude," he said over and over.

Ben had sat down to watch and was rubbing his dick. He had a grin on his
face like he had just learned a big secret. Grant kept pumping with his
hips, faster, then slower, then faster again. It would have been very easy
to hump Jon's ass a few times and fill him with cum, but he wanted to hold
it off as long as he could.

Jon's moans got louder until he was screaming Grant's name. Ben put his
hand over his mouth to keep his voice down.

"Jesus, Jon. Settle down," he said with a red face.

Grant forced his cock as deep into Jon's ass as he could get it to go.
Jon's body tensed, then there was an intense pulsing from somewhere inside
him. Ben looked under him.

"Look at that. You made him cum. I never saw guy cum just by getting
fucked in the ass," he said.

Grant couldn't hold back any longer. His best friend's asshole clamped
around his cock like it was a milking machine. He groaned and gave one
last hard shove, and then he was cumming. Jon cried out like he was in
pain. He probably should have pulled it out of his friend's ass, but it
was too late for that. His cum flowed from the end of his cock in thick,
heavy spurts, and the sensation made his head spin. He could only groan
and his entire body jerked with hard spasms that forced his cock deeper
into Jon's ass again and again.

When it was over, Grant was panting and his face felt warm. He wiped the
sweat from his forehead. Jon was a whimpering limp mass beneath him,
sprawled across the chair. He had left a stain of his own cum on the side
of the chair.

"Take it out. Please, dude. Take it out," he said in a weak, soft voice.

Grant pulled his hips back. His cock withdrew from his asshole slowly with
a wet sucking sound. When the head finally dropped out, his hole remained
stretched open and a flood of cum spilled down his legs.

"Jesus, that's a lot of cum. It's still coming out," Ben said.

Jon tried to push himself up, but his arms were too weak.

"What am I supposed to do about that? Mom's gonna see it. She'll know I
let you guys fuck me."

"What's wrong with that? She knows your brother's gay," Grant said. He
wiped his cock on the back of Jon's shirt and pulled up his shorts.

"I just don't want her to know, that's all."

"Relax. You'll get over it. Besides, it's worth it to feel Grant's cock up
your ass, isn't it?"

Jon looked back over his shoulder with a sleepy smile. Cum still dribbled
out of his ass.

"Anything's worth that."

Grant stepped back, shaking his head. His dick drooped, still dripping
fluids.

"I don't know. What if someone found out what I just did? Everyone would
think I was gay. I mean, I like girls too much for that."

"What's wrong with being gay?" Ben said.

"Nothing. Unless you happen to want to fuck girls once in a while."

Ben chuckled and lifted Grant's wet, sticky cock.

"You got a lot to learn. Girls love a challenge. When all those girls you
go to school with find out you're gay and you got a dick like this you
won't be able to keep them away."

"But I don't want them to think I'm gay."

"What are you gonna care what they think when they're lined up outside
your bedroom waiting for you to fuck them?" Ben said, and left the room.

Grant looked at Jon, but he just shrugged. What if Ben was right and he
could have any girl he wanted? That was a dream come true. He couldn't
wait.

End.