Date: Sun, 09 Apr 2023 19:20:29 +0000 From: Kim Pescher Subject: Jon Is Not So Little Anymore This story is pure fiction. Enjoy! Support the Nifty Archive if you can to help the site stay up and running. My younger brother visits and my gay friends show him why it's better to be gay. Jon Is Not So Little Anymore I'll never be able to look at my kid brother the same way again since one of my friends gave him a blowjob right in front of me. He's too young for that kind of thing, really, but, well, it just happened. We were sitting around in my apartment one day this summer. I'd invited some friends over while my brother Jon was visiting. There was no reason why I couldn't have a social life for the week he was here. Don't get me wrong. I love having him here. He's a nice kid, and it's great that he wants to visit. We have fun together even though I'm 22 and he's only just 14. "So, did you fuck that guy from 'Balls and Beyond'?" Jamie asked Kenny. "Dude, none of your business!" Kenny laughed. "That's a yes, then," I said. "Jon, close your ears, you're too young for this!" My little brother rolled his eyes and ignored me. "He's as tall as you, dude," Bob pointed out, nodding in the direction of my brother. "Yeah, but he's a still a runt," I said. "So, that guy..." Jamie persisted. "Yeees?" Kenny said, opening a new beer. "Any good?" Turns out the guy had contacted Jamie on the app, but Kenny gave him a bad review with a bit of dirty detail. I checked how Jon was handling things. It must be weird for a straight kid to be in unfiltered gay company, but he seemed alright, though he was blushing a little bit. He was nursing his beer. I'd let him have half of mine, but he didn't really like it that much. "Are you still seeing that guy with the glasses?" Jamie asked. "The guy with the ass? 'Course I am," Bob said. "But it's not serious." "So why are you seeing him?" Jon asked. "Ah, so naive. You're too young to get it," Bob grinned. "Wait." He held his hands over Jon's ears as a joke. "He has a sprinter's ass. Damn near squeezed my shaft off. Awesome." Jon laughed. His handsome face blushed, almost obscuring the faint freckles across his straight nose. It was a running joke in the family how all-American he always looked. "You guys are unbelievable," he said. "Oh yeah, and you never talk about girls with your buddies," Jamie said. "Right?" "Uh... no comment," Jon said. "I just have a nose for cute guys," Jamie said. "I can usually tell if someone's worth fucking right away." "Bullshit," Jon laughed. "No one can know that." "Really?" Jamie said. "Watch this." He looked at the rest of us in turn, Bob, Kenny and me. "Yes, yes, yes. See?" "That's stupid," Jon laughed. "You've probably fucked all of them already, right?" "Busted," Kenny laughed, elbowing Jamie. I blushed slightly. I wasn't embarrassed about having had sex - several times - with Jamie, but I didn't know how to feel about my kid brother knowing. "What about me, then?" Jon asked, puffing up his chest. "Oh, we're not doing that!" I protested. "He's not -" "Yes," Jamie said. "I bet you're hung, like your brother." "Duuuude!" I groaned while the rest of the guys laughed, even Jon. He was blushing as well, poor kid. "He's 14, man," Kenny said, shaking his head. "So?" Jamie laughed. "He's already taller than me." "So, are you?" Bob said. Jon blushed deeply. "Don't know," he mumbled. "Alright, that's enough," I laughed. "Don't embarrass the small child. He's -" "Bullshit," Jamie said, ignoring me. "People know if they're hung. You have the internet back in Hicksville, Nowhere County, don't you? So are you?" "I guess," Jon said, blushing even deeper. My guess was that he was hung. It was a family thing. But I didn't really want to think about it. "Sweet," Jamie said, draining his beer. "Your brother's a mouthful, too, so it figures." "Fuuck," I groaned. "How drunk are you? I hate you, man." Jon's eyes opened wide. "So you... you guys really DID it?" he asked, like sex was only something that happened to people in stories. "You mean did I suck your brother's dick? Oh yeah," Jamie said. "Lots of times." "Oh my God," I croaked, hiding my hands in my face. "This is surreal." "But... why?" Jon asked. "I mean, are you boyfriends or something?" "Pssh, naw," Jamie said. "We just have fun sometimes. I'm good at it, and your brother likes it. A lot." "Well, yeah, he would," Jon said. "Right?" I nodded, unable to speak from embarrassment. "I mean, he's a come machine," Jamie said, "so I'm guessing that means he loves it." "Yeah, he is," Kenny laughed, but Jon didn't pick up on what that meant, thank fuck. "That's cool!" Jon breathed. "That's... man..." "I think the kid's horny," Jamie said to me. That much was obvious. Jon might be straight, but he was clearly thinking about a world in which people fucked around easily and what it might mean. "Sucks to be straight, eh?" Bob joked, kicking his foot. "I guess," Jon said. "Girls are stupid sometimes, like, when they won't do anything to you..." "No great loss," Jamie said. "Boys do it better. You should try it sometime." He leered at Jon. "Dude, that's my brother," I said. "Don't make me regret having you guys over..." "Oh, calm down, he can fend for himself, he's a big boy," Jamie grinned. "Veeery big boy, if your shared genes are anything to go by -" "Alright, enough," I laughed. "You're fucking unbelievable!" But Jamie was on a roll. "I'll do it myself if you have the guts." "No way, dude!" I shouted. "How much did you drink?" "Oh, relax," Jamie said with a smirk. "He's a baby hottie." "He's too young!" I said, trying to inject some authority into my voice, but it backfired. "I am not!" Jon yelled. "I'm old enough to do it!" "Alright," Jamie said with an evil smirk. "Pull your pants down, then. Prove it." The room went quiet. The other guys glanced at me but waited to see if Jon would do it, while I was struck speechless by the fucking nerve of the guy, Jamie. I was going to kill him. Jon, however, seemed to be quiet for a different reason. He'd gone pale. He was also the one to break the silence by saying, "You mean right here?" That wasn't the reaction I was hoping for. He didn't actually say no, did he? I was about to say something, but Jamie was too quick. "Aww..." he said. "The kid's shy. That's adorable." I could almost physically see Jon's thoughts, maybe because I would have been the same at his age. He'd fucking show us. This was quickly turning into a disaster. "Jon, bro... Don't do it," I said. "Keep your dignity." "That's fucking rich," Bob snorted. "Why aren't you guys backing me up?" I asked, but then I noticed all the empty bottles and realized the answer. They guys were drunk. "Yeah, fucking do it," Jamie said gleefully when Jon popped the button in his jeans slowly, looking a little uncertain. "Show us those family jewels, baby Howell. Can you measure up to big Howell over there?" "Dude, he's 14. He's hardly gonna be pornstar big yet," Kenny said. I glared at him because I didn't miss the 'yet', but he didn't notice. Jon pushed the zipper down a bit, not all the way but enough that it felt like this was inevitable. "Bro," I groaned. He flushed but ignored me. "I fucking knew it," Jamie said when Jon's underwear burst free. I didn't think he was talking about the blue boxers with dark trim. I think he meant how full they looked. My little brother was rocking a major hardon, that was clear. "Aw, wanna see that," Bob whispered. "Kid's straight, guys," Kenny reminded them. No one said anything. We just watched Jon unzip all the way. His jeans fell away and he sat there with a huge tent in his pants. "What... what now?" he asked, his voice a little hoarse. "I think you might enjoy it more if you pull those down," Jamie joked. "Unless you're too shy? That would be a shame." "Fuck you," Jon mumbled, glancing at me very quickly but otherwise ignoring me, and then he lifted himself up and pushed his underwear down. His dick bounced free, and Good Lord, it was hard. It was like steel. There was total silence for long moments while we all looked. Yeah, I looked too. I was curious, alright? It bounced with his heartbeat. I felt an urge to giggle. "Look, the kid's fucking got it going oooon!" Kenny said, breaking the spell. "That's awesome!" "Bigger than some, eh, Jamie?" Bob said. "Fuck you guys," Jamie said with some heat. It was really weird that my kid brother sat there in my kitchen with his hard dick out. He'd not had hair the last time I saw him naked, but he did now. He didn't touch himself, just sat there with his hands at his sides and let us look while his cheeks were carmine red. What was even weirder was how we all just sat there and stared at it. I mean, we were young, hungry gay guys, but he was my little bro. He avoided my eyes completely. In fact, he stared mostly out the window behind us while the other guys stared with open admiration in their eyes. They liked what they saw. "Were you like that at 14?" Bob asked finally me. "Yeah," I said, which was true. "Freak family," he grumbled. "Yeah, that's why Howell's always your rebound, because you hate that he's big," Kenny said. "'He just reaches places no one else -'" "Fuck you!" Bob laughed. Jon glanced over quickly before looking away. Yeah, bro, I fuck my friends when we feel like it. Welcome to gay life. "Pretty impressive," Jamie said, staring at my brother's dick. It was. It was fully grown. He was 14 and skinny, but he had an adult dick, and not a small one. It was as big as mine. In fact, it was almost identical to mine. "Well, little babe," Jamie said. "You've got balls, that's for sure. I think you've earned it if you're still interested." "Yeah, I am," Jon breathed. I almost laughed out loud. Of course he fucking was. I mean, of course he'd whipped it out because he knew he was big, so it wasn't a big deal, but the real motivation was Jamie's promise of a blow job. I remember being 14, and I could easily imagine doing the same thing. Jamie smirked at me and sank to his knees in front of Jon, who was still sitting in his chair. Jon's mouth opened and he licked his lips. "Looks good up close," Jamie said, running his devilish, pretty eyes over my brother's pole. "Strong genes, Howell. Strong genes." He reached out and slowly curled his fingers around the thick root of Jon's dick. Jon groaned, which made Jamie smirk. "Dude," I said. "Stop, man. He's only 14..." "He's taller than me already. Would you relax," he said. "And look at this instrument. Does this look like someone who isn't old enough? What do they feed you on the prairie? I should go there..." He leaned in and licked the precome off the head, and Jon shuddered. "Fuck," I said. I knew the time to stop this had passed. I could still make Jamie stop, but Jon would never forgive me. He was so close to a world-class blowjob. I couldn't do that to my bro. "Here, let me just..." Jamie said, making Jon lift up so he could pull his jeans and boxers all the way down his legs. They pooled around his ankles. My brother's legs were long, skinny and tan. Jamie pushed his legs apart and leaned in, and then he ran his tongue all the way up the underside of the shaft. Jon made a sound like an animal, which made Kenny snicker. "Don't worry, kid, you're in good hands," Bob said. "Jamie's a real artist at this. Famous all over the city." "Yeah, he blows every guy he meets, just goes down on his knees and -" Kenny began. "Shut up, guys," Jamie said, holding Jon's calves in his hands. Then he took the head into his mouth. "Jesus," Jon croaked. "Jeeesus..." "Hold up your shirt," Bob said. Jon looked confused but then pulled his tee up to his nipples with one hand. "Why?" he asked. "Makes it more fun for us," Bob said quietly. Jon didn't hear him, but Kenny nodded. They now had a complete view of my kid brother's defined six-pack. He might be skinny, but he was in good shape, and the guys were mouth-breathing. "God, I love good abs on a guy," Bob groaned, raking his eyes over my almost naked brother. "He doesn't even have any hair on his chest yet!" I protested. "Doesn't matter," Bob said. Kenny nudged me with his elbow. "Don't worry, I love your chest hair, you know that. Makes me hard as fuck." "Eh," I said, frowning. Yeah, Jon was good-looking, but he was my brother and I didn't know how to feel about this. Jamie held Jon's dick, fingers not meeting around it, and sucked at the head. He hadn't properly begun yet, I knew that from experience. He was just warming up, but I thought Jon might blow anytime. His stomach was hard and tense, like he could hardly breathe. "Gotta try this," Kenny said, reaching out and getting a feel, briefly closing his fingers around the rest of Jon's dick. There was room for both hands. "Hey!" I protested, but they ignored me. "That'll be a challenge, huh?" Kenny said, giving the shaft a squeeze before letting go. "Nah," I said. If Jamie could do me, he could do Jon. Jamie looked over at me with my kid brother's dick in his mouth, eyes sparkling with laughter. Still watching me, he swallowed and sunk inch after inch of dick into his throat. "Ah, fuck, shit," Jon groaned, baring his teeth. "Ah, yes... that's always fucking inspirational," Kenny said. "You do alright," I grinned, ruffling his hair. "Seems to work," he said, winking at me. He'd practiced a lot on me. Jamie pulled back up slowly, all the way off the hard dick. It was weird to watch my brother's dick, especially with half of it wet. Jamie leaned down and licked my brother's balls. "Fuuuck," Jon whispered intensely. Mom would tell him off for the swearing, but... Jamie's tongue ran over Jon's balls slowly, getting them wet. They were pretty big but still almost hairless. Jamie pushed Jon's skinny legs open for better access. "How does that feel?" Bob asked. "Unh, good... good..." Jon croaked, which made Bob and Kenny laugh. The secret to Jamie's skill is that he loved it. He never rushed anything, but slowly he went back to the shaft, tonguing it, lapping at it, while Jon looked like his head was about to explode. When Jamie swallowed the head again and then slowly went deeper, Jon made an animal sound. Poor kid. I was pretty sure - judging from his reactions - that this was his first blowjob, and he must be close to screaming. My first time was over in 20 seconds and I blew all over the guy's face without warning. I smiled at the memory. Jamie sank closer and closer to Jon's pubes until, finally, he'd taken the whole shaft. "Oh my God," Bob mumbled. Jon's breathing was labored and staccato. His tight, rigid body showed he couldn't breathe normally. It made his flat, hairless six-pack stand out. "Fuck... the baby straight will get so much pussy..." Kenny mumbled. I realized both of my friends who were just watching were hard. They barely made any attempt to hide it. Kenny even sort of rubbed himself through his pants. OK, I was hard, too. Don't judge me. The air was thick with sex and hormones. Jon covered his eyes in embarrassment. He refused to look at me, but now he couldn't look at anyone. His mouth was open and pink, lips wet. He still - hilariously - held his t-shirt clutched in his fist, which meant we could all see how hard his nipples were. Like diamonds. Just like me when I was feeling it. The other hand found Jamie's soft hair and gripped it. "J-Jesus... Jeeeeesus..." he groaned. His voice had broken two years ago and now sounded so much like mine that it was spooky. "He didn't learn that in Sunday school back in Kansas," Bob laughed. Jamie closed his eyes and went to work. He moved slowly but intensely on my kid brother, using his hand and his mouth. I knew very well how that felt, and I was impressed that Jon hadn't exploded yet. It wouldn't take long, though, that was clear. Jon strained, his chest tight, thighs trembling. His cheeks were deep carmine. "Ah... the Howell come face." Kenny nudged me. I blushed. True enough. "Oh, sweet Jesus," Jon moaned. "Oh God, fuck, I can't, I have to..." "Yeah, do it," Bob said, leaning closer. "That's the point, babe." Jon swallowed with some difficulty. He was teetering on the edge, that was clear. Then, just as I was coming to terms with the fact that I was about to witness my little brother shoot his load down my best friend's throat, Jamie eased off and pulled off the dick completely. Jon looked devastated. His wet erection bobbed in the air. "Oh, that's cold, dude," Kenny laughed. "Seriously?" I said. Even I thought that was over the line. "Relax," Jamie said, his voice a little hoarse. "I'm not cruel. The kid's gonna blow in a minute, promise." He started jacking my brother off, licking his balls, and then went back to licking at the head, and then the underside. Jon mewled, scrunching his eyes shut. I realized what Jamie was doing. He wasn't going to swallow. He wanted us to see my brother shooting. How did I feel about that? Curious, if I'm honest. He may have just turned 14 in March, but by now I realized that my bro was a man in some ways, and he needed to shoot, and we all wanted to see how he did, even me. "Baby Howell is close," Kenny observed. "Heeere come the fireworks," Bob said. "Ah! Ah, fucking... fuck!" Jon groaned, fingers tightening in Jamie's hair. "Fuuuck, man!" Jamie kept lapping at the sensitive underside while jerking him off. The dick jumped once, twice, and then started shooting. A whoosh left me as I breathed out, staring. Here we go. The first pale, white streak flew up Jon's stomach while he yelled something. The next shot flew higher, plastering his own face, and a handful more followed, wetting his chest and t-shirt, shooting several feet in the air, while Jamie kept him going with his hands and tongue. Bob and Kenny, the assholes, actually fucking applauded and whistled. Jon opened his eyes and grinned a little, looking embarrassed but happy. His face was red and he was struggling for breath. "Aw, man," he groaned. Jamie laughed. Jon let go of Jamie's hair. "Thanks," he said. "That was... Wow. Thanks!" Jamie shrugged, looking smug. "Told ya. Gays do it best." Jon laughed sheepishly. "I guess so. That was outta this world." I laughed. Jamie's blowjobs were like that, yes. "Take off that shirt, it's filthy," I said. Jon blushed even deeper and struggled out of the shirt, ruffling his brown hair. His chest and shoulders bare, we could see that his flush ran down his throat and chest. "Let me, babe," Jamie said, taking the wet shirt and using it to wipe sperm off my little brother's stomach and chest. "The famous Howell come machine, huh?" Kenny said, handing me a beer, which I fucking needed right about then. "Yeah, I guess so," I said. Jon briefly looked at me, our eyes meeting. "Hah, it's even in your hair," Jamie said, using the filthy, wet tee to wipe at Jon's hair. Jon patiently let him do it, doing up his own flies. He had problems getting his dick back inside because it was still at least half hard. It was spooky how much we were alike, really. When Jamie was done, I took the shirt and followed Jon, who left the room. "You OK, bro?" I asked, closing the door behind us. "Heh, yeah, that was so cool," he said, cheeks flaming. He could still barely looked at me. "Now I just need to get a girl to do it." "Go put on a shirt," I joked. "And wash up. You're sweaty." The door opened and Jamie's head appeared around the corner. "Any more beer, Howell?" "Yeah, in the fridge," I said. He disappeared. Jon stopped at the foot of the stairs going up to my bedroom. "Do gays really do it better?" I laughed, shrugging. "So I'm fucked," he groaned. "I really want to do it again." "'Course you do," I said. "Um... You could go bi?" "Bi?" he asked. "That's an option, I guess." He looked pensive, slowly walking up the stairs to get a fresh shirt. Jamie appeared with two beers, handing one to me. He closed the door behind him and ran his hand over my hard dick. "Need any help?" he asked coyly. "Fuck, yeah," I groaned. He laughed and unzipped me, sinking to his knees. "I'm still mad at you, but this is helpiIIING!" I yelped as he swallowed half of me down in one go. "Aww, dude..." "What are you doing out there?" Kenny shouted, making Bob laugh. The fuckers knew very well. I wanted to shout something back, but I couldn't make any sound come out. This would be quick, which was good, because I didn't want Jon to catch us, and he'd only be a few minutes. I grabbed hold of Jamie's head and slowly eased deeper, like I knew he liked. Oh no, this wouldn't take long at all. **** Let me know if you liked the story! I have a new email: greatelkimmomajor@proton.me Check out my other stories: "The Sight of Jacob" https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/the-sight-of-jacob "Film Project in School" https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/film-project-in-school "Naked With Ethan At a Motel" https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/naked-with-ethan-at-a-motel "He's Annoying Again, Dad" https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/hes-annoying-again-dad "Blowing a Kid on a Train" https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/blowing-a-kid-on-a-train "Horny Babysitter Meets Horny Boy" https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/horny-babysitter-and-horny-boy