Date: Wed, 13 Jun 2001 15:22:15 -0400 From: Danny Meyer Subject: COOL KID BROTHER! - Chapter 15 _________________________________________________ COOL KID BROTHER! CHAPTER 15 READING TIME: 11 MINUTES _________________________________________________ Copyright (C) June 12, 2001 by Danny Meyer. All rights reserved. Please send comments to: Danny, at sittinhome@hotmail.com all mail is private and confidential all comments are welcome *(extra points for mentioning a specific part of the story) *(double, for pointing out humor, or some special scene) :-) *** Please put a FIRST NAME at the bottom of your message-- even if you make one up. Something like Bob, Fred, etc. It's discouraging to write: 'Dear zzxy-4u' If you want a reply, please say so. I'll write back. If you don't say, "Reply," I'll respect your privacy. (I don't use 'group-mail.' Replies are individual.) A few guys still ask me if I have other stories. That info is at the VERY BOTTOM of this file. _________________________________________________ WARNING If it is not legal or ethical for you to read erotic stories, particularly of a gay or homosexual nature, please exercise your obligations as a responsible citizen and select suitable reading material. This story contains fictional graphic depictions of actions and tendencies considered extreme by many people. This entire story is purely a fantasy, and is for entertainment purposes only--it is not a reflection of life. All readers are warned not to attempt to re-enact, or recreate any of the actions or incidents portrayed or implied in any of this story's contents or events, which are entirely fictitious. The foregoing and subsequent text applies to all chapters and portions of this story--past, present, and future. This fantasy was written for gay men and women. The orientation is gay male. Some bisexual men and women may also enjoy it, as well as some straight men and women, who are curious. If you like high-school age male-to-male sex, read on. This is a fictional story. None of this ever really happened. None of the people are real people. The story is about sex and daily living of high-school boys, ages 14 to 17. It's an all-gay story. If you like, and you're allowed to read this, please read on. If not, please pick another story, and have a good day. No hatred or prejudice here. ____________________________________________________ ALL NAMES PLACES AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE WHOLLY FICTITIOUS, AND BEAR NO CONNECTION WITH, RESEMBLANCE OR RELATION TO, ANY REAL PERSON OR ENTITY. ANY SUCH SIMILARITY IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL, AND UNINTENTIONAL. ____________________________________________________ MAIN CHARACTERS, (SO FAR): --The Brothers-- Tommy - 16 years old (Thomas James Robison, Jr.) - the serious one. Tommy is the most athletic of the brothers. He is the most sensitive, also. He is in love with Billy and the two of them are on the same baseball team. In Chapter 1, Tommy makes his first sexual move, on Billy. Tommy is 5' 10" tall, 165 pounds, smooth, with dark hair, and deep, hot, brown eyes. Billy - 14 (William Darren Robison) - the playful one. Billy is 'all over the map.' He wants it all. He loves to tease and joke around. Tommy's daring approach of Billy in Chapter 1 awakened Billy's sexuality and he's non-stop. Billy's speed and agility make him a slightly better baseball player than Tommy. [Billy narrates.] Billy is the thinnest and fairest of the three brothers. He is 5' 6" tall, 120 pounds, very tight-looking, and smooth. His blonde hair is very fine and invisible, in places. Billy has striking blue eyes. Robby - 12 (Robert Michael Robison) - the unsure, outspoken one. Robby is the youngest and 'Bi' brother of the three. He is an early developer and has an oversized 'endowment' for his age. He has admitted to fooling around, orally with a girl, and has started to 'play' with his brothers. NICKNAMES: Champ; Boy-genius. Robby is 5' 5" tall, 120 lbs.--almost as tall as Billy, but not as thin as Billy. Robby has medium reddish-brown hair, and green eyes. He is slender, but has a more defined look than Billy does. --A Neighbor College Boy-- Marc - Marc Denton, age 19. Marc lives across the street and is a college student, home for the summer. Marc is 6'1" tall, 180 lbs. He's thin but athletic-looking. Marc has dark brown hair, green eyes, and is an end on his college football team. Marc has fine, aquiline facial features and is considered to be very good-looking. Marc often plays backyard sports with Tommy and Billy. Sometimes he wrestles with all three brothers, and other boys. Marc is introduced at the end of Chapter 11. WHERE THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER LEFT OFF... [The brothers plot against Marc.] "FUCK! I don't know then," Billy said, "He's GOTTA be bi! Why don't we get him when he's asleep? He'll be groggy and once he gets hot, he'll go along." Now I was starting to feel like the younger brother, again. I had to admit, Marc sure looked good. "Ok," I said, "I guess we could always say we were sleepwalking, if Marc freaks." "Yah," Robby said, "We just gotta get him to sleep naked." "I know!" Billy said, with a typical devious look on his face, "We'll turn up the heat." "Heat? In June?" "Yah, cool!" Robby shouted. "All right, we'll try it." _________________________________________ REMINDER: Scroll up to 'Main Characters' for more compete descriptions. _____________________________________________________ Chapter text: 14.5 K Reading time: 11 minutes _____________________________________________________ CHAPTER 15 - COLLEGE BOY BABYSITTER -vs- THE BROTHERS ROUND THREE _____________________________________________________ I was not too keen on the idea, but I guess we all wanted Marc in one way or another. I just liked seeing him naked, and maybe I'd get to touch him. But Billy really wanted Marc--and Robby wanted everything. I looked at Robby, and I thought it was a good thing that I had something special with him. It was only right that if I had Robby, Billy could play with Marc, even though Billy was my lover, now. The three of us splashed and played around, naked, in the pool, waiting for Marc to get back from the bathroom. Then we all stood up in the water, about chest-high, and leaned back against the pool wall. I was feeling really horny, with the water kissing my dick, constantly. I had an idea. Since Robby loved being underwater, I thought Billy and I could put that to good use. "Hey, underwater boy, you better do something to help your older brothers while you have the chance," I said, playfully, as I looked down at my dick and stroked it, underwater. "Yup, Champ. Time to earn your keep and do stuff for us, if you wanna be boss, again," Billy said. I wondered how much longer little Champ would fall for that line. Robby looked at both of us, then slipped under the water. I was waiting to feel my baby brother's hot mouth on my dick, when Billy moaned. "Uhhh! Oh, fuck, yeah," Billy yelled, as Robby's mouth obviously found its target. So much for predicting who Robby would pick to suck first. We weren't paying attention to what else was happening, and Marc jumped in the pool, suddenly. "Hey, guys. What's up?" Marc said. 'If you only knew,' I thought. "Not much," I said. "Billy, you're usually not here on Saturdays when I get to play with Tommy and Robby," Marc said, "How are things going?" "Oh, well, school went, um, pretty good this--ohhh--year and uh, my grades--ahhhh--were up." 'That's not all that's up,' I was thinking. Just then, Robby surfaced. Billy was so red! "Cool," Robby shouted. "You're back!" he said, giving Marc his cute, little-boy smile. "Yes--in the flesh," Marc said, grinning at Robby. When Marc said, 'flesh,' my dick throbbed, and I couldn't help looking down at Marc's cock. It looked big, even through the water. Marc turned around, long enough for me to whisper to Robby to keep doing what he was doing to Billy, and Robby plunged under. "Ahhhhh... oh!" Billy moaned. "You ok, Billy?" Marc said. "I, uh, me? Oh yeah--ohhhh--I just... I just... ahhh-- stubbed my toe, is all." I don't know how I kept from losing it, but this was a definite first--Billy looking so sexy and stressed--all red-faced and moaning, trying to talk with Marc, while grunting from his underwater blow job. All the while I knew what Robby was doing, and Marc didn't. Marc's eyes were so glued to Billy's baby blues, he never looked down. "I hope you're all right, Billy." "Uhhhh, UHHH!" Billy gasped. "You sure you're ok?" Marc asked, looking very worried. "Oh, yeah, yeah... fine... I just, uhhh, stubbed it real bad, but, um, it's better now," Billy said, gulping, trying not to breathe too hard. Robby surfaced, quietly, off to one side, and I thought I saw him wipe his mouth, as I turned. "I better look at that, Billy. You seem it be out of breath, from the pain." Marc said. "It must have been fantastic." "Yah," I agree with Marc," Robby said. And I was right there, with him, nodding in agreement. Robby and I exchanged knowing glances, trying to look as serious as possible. Billy was panicked. "No! No, really... Marc, it's fine... it's fine now," Billy said, wide-eyed. "Young man," Marc said, firmly but sorta joking, "If anything happens to you guys, I'm responsible." "No, no!" Billy said. "Billy, out of the pool and up on a chaise lounge, right now!" That time, Marc sounded serious. There was a firm, no- nonsense tone and look about him. My poor, little brother, Billy--there he was, laying back with his one foot up, his dick still hard, and the three of us, staring. Marc knelt and looked at Billy's foot. Robby and I were behind Marc, with our hands to our mouths, getting ready to lose it, any second. I settled down and went around for a side view. "I don't see anything," Marc said, as he held Billy's foot in his hands and looked up at him. I noticed his eyes glanced down at Billy's boner. Then he rubbed Billy's foot for a while. "Does it hurt if I push on your toe, like this?" Marc asked. What made it worse was that there was a drop of cum, at the tip of Billy's dick, and Billy kept looking at it. I never saw Billy blush, so bad. "No, no, really," Billy said, "It's fine." "All right. I'm trained in first-aid. I'll look at it again later, to see if it's bruised." _____ Dinner was pretty routine, and we were all dressed, of course. We all had on jeans shorts, except for Robby. Robby had his old baggy shorts on. Seeing those brought back a nice little memory. I could tell one of my brothers remembered to turn the heat on, because it was very warm, during dinner. Marc volunteered to clean up and we all ended up helping. Later, we shot baskets for a long time, and came inside and took our showers. We were all pretty tired. "You guys wore me out," Marc said, leaning back on the couch, looking so cool. "Yeah, I'm wiped," I said. "Me too," Billy joined in. "I'm not tired!" Robby said, energetically. Leave it to Champ--the ever-ready kid. "Cool, Robby," I said, "You can get us some lemonade." "Ok." "Hey, Marc, thanks for making that," I said. "No problem. Sounds good, right about now." _____ The time was fast approaching midnight, and my heart was pounding. All we had to do was wait for Marc to fall asleep. Billy and I were in bed together, hugging loosely--squirming some, because of the heat. It was plenty hot, and we were naked. It was too hot for even a sheet, I thought--and I knew if I was hot, for sure Billy would be. I gave him quick, little kisses on his shoulder. Robby and Marc were in bed too, in Robby's room, and my dick throbbed, thinking of them, side by side, and wondered if they had a sheet over them or not, but I was too scared to go look, for myself. I reached over and put my hand on Billy's dick. "Oh, you're hard, too, I see." "Mmmm, yup," Billy said happily, as he grabbed my cock, "Wonder how Marc's doing." "I wonder how Robby's doing," I said. Robby had the hottest room, and I thought about whether Marc and my baby brother were really naked. I remembered my Power-Ranger night light, Robby had, and thought it would be cool if it was on, and he could see Marc, naked. All we had to do was wait for little Champ to come in and tell us Marc was asleep. 'Shit, the heat must be up to 90,' I thought. "You nervous?" I said to Billy. "Not really." "Yeah, me neither." When the moment came and Robby slipped into our room, Billy and I were sound asleep. Robby had lucked out. It was all up to him, now. Back in his room, Robby approached his bed, quietly. He could hear Marc's breathing. In the dim light, Robby saw Marc's half-soft cock--bigger than his own hardon--resting gently against his tanned thigh. Marc's athletic, well-muscled, nineteen-year-old body had a trimness and tightness to it that made Robby's dick surge in a painful erection. It hurt just to touch it. The slender football player slumbered peacefully, as Robby's trembling hands reached out, but did not know what to do. He stared at Marc's body, fascinated by its perfect 'v' shape--the wide shoulders and chest tapering exquisitely to a narrow waist. Robby stood there a long time, trying to decide what to do, and finally slipped back into bed, beside Marc, careful not to touch or awaken him. As Robby lay on his back, heart pounding, furiously, he felt sweat dripping from every pore in his twelve-year-old body. He sat up and looked at Marc's face--beautiful, manly, arousing, yet with a young look that, to Robby, looked mature, but cute. As he shifted around in the bed, he got himself into position to try his daring first move. Robby took a deep breath, and as his hand lifted Marc's penis and felt the surprising weight, heat, and smoothness of it, he thought he could hear Marc breathe more heavily, but his breaths quickly returned to normal. Then, Robby brought his trembling lips close to his target, and slipped them, slowly, over the head of the boy's cock. Now, Marc's breathing picked up, and Robby gently sucked--just enough to get a good portion of Marc's dick into his mouth. "Uhhmmm," came the soft, sleep-filled moan. Robby froze. He could hear his own heartbeat. He could not tell whether the pulse in his mouth was his own or Marc's. Now, his motionless mouth experienced the rapid thickening and lengthening of the studly cock--the first time a penis of this size had been in his mouth. The thickness alone shocked Robby, as it stretched his lips as nothing had, before. He backed off, because the length of it was threatening to push into his throat. Finally, as Marc's breathing remained constant, and Robby was sure he was still asleep, he began slow, shallow strokes of his lips over the swollen pole. Instantly, he felt another surge in the width of it. "Mmmmmmmm," Marc moaned. Encouraged, but very frightened, Robby went further and further down, with each stroke, trying to pleasure the good-looking teen with every part of his mouth. It was as if Marc's cock had a magic touch in reverse, and sent tingling pleasures from Robby's mouth to the rest of his body. He was drooling for the teen's manhood-- drooling over the incredible size, hardness and unique, sweet scent of Marc's adolescent perfection. Robby was making love, with his mouth. "Ohhhhh, yeaaahhhh, ohhhh, oh, God, Robby." "Mmmm," Robby moaned, in dizzying delight. "Robby yeah--wait, no, this is wrong--you got to--wait--I can't--you can't do this... it's... uhhhhhhh, not right, ohhh." "I'll make it better," Robby whispered, and he fanned his fingers quickly across Marc's pecs, and gently touched his fingertips to the ahtlete's tightened balls--as Tommy had done to him in their lovemaking session. "Oh yeah. Ohhhh, God!" "Is it good?" Robby dared to ask, sliding off the cock, long enough to speak. "Fu--incredible, but--Robby, are you ok with this?" "Sure. I'll show ya," Robby said, as his lips pressed enticingly over the hot tip, and he forced his mouth down, hard, on Marc's quivering cock, tightened his tongue against it, pumped it sensually, and slid his little hand into Marc's butt fold, and wiggled it. "Ohhhh, ohhh, FUCK!" Robby gave the throbbing thing a few more strokes, slid his mouth off the prized pole, and touched his hand to the puddle of precum he had deposited on Marc's leg. "Oh, don't stop, please, oh, Robby..." "Your turn," Robby said, quietly. "What? Wait, I--I don't know Robby, I never--you're so young, and... and--I don't know--" "I'm grown up enough--mine's bigger'n Billy's." Soon, Marc shifted, and his hand found Robby's boner. "Damn, sure is a good size, but--I don't--I never did--" "Please I'm so horny, and I just took a shower and--OHHHhh!" Marc engulfed the boy. "Ahhh... ahhhhhhhh... ohhhhhh Marc! Yeah!" The young stud's mouth pumped the little bouncing dick, easily, and soon he felt the first throbs of Robby's powerful orgasm, pulsating against his tongue and lips. "OHHHHH GOD! UHHHHHHH!!! AHHHHH!! Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!" Robby shouted, in waves of new ecstasy, in the thrill of sex with a college boy--an athlete he admired. Robby's balls contracted painfully--not accustomed to excitement of this intensity--and his boyish, inexperienced penis swelled to new proportions. "Ahhh! Ow, ow! AHH!" His first taste of cum wasn't bad, Marc thought, and he was stunned by Robby's intense orgasm--the fierce, alternate tensing and relaxing of his small body; the hot, hard streams of cum the little boy shot into his throat; and impressed with the size and feel of the Robby's dick in his mouth. Robby continued to moan and thrash about, long after the last of his cum had been released. There was enough light for Marc to appreciate the delicate, fine features of Robby's cute face, his sleek, solid, pubescent build. With the sweet taste of the boy's cum in his mouth, Marc thought, 'This kid rocks!' "Oh, shit, Robby, I can't wait!" Marc gasped, as he knelt, trembling, over the rasping, jerking boy, and began to masturbate, with tense, desperate strokes. The teen's deep, aroused breaths, alone, were sending Robby to new heights, as well as the slick, liquid sound of Marc's hand on his big cock--jacking off, feverishly. The sweat pouring off Marc flew everywhere, and the bed shook with earthquake-like ferocity. In a few seconds, Robby thrilled to his first shower of thick, hot, college-boy cum. The powerful, streams crashed first into Robby's lips, and he reached his tongue out to taste it. The next shots hit Robby in the ear, neck, chest, arm, and finally, the last hot ribbons of cum landed--pooling on his abs and pubes--like mythical molten metal, burning his skin with sensual pleasure. Marc's body jolted with each pulsing stream he ejected, and his incredible moans and shouts seared themselves into Robby's memory, forever. Robby felt as if he would cum again, himself, at any moment, and his body shrieked with pleasure. Robby was too delirious to give any thought to what had just happened, but he had done what his older brothers had been unable to do--conquer Marc. Robby grabbed Marc's dick, suddenly, and squeezed it, in delight, sending Marc screaming with the oversensitive jolts of pleasure, in the aftershock of a gigantic orgasm. Marc collapsed, with his head on Robby's chest, and the big boy's cum-soaked penis pressed against Robby's leg. Robby thrilled to the feel of Marc's strong, heaving body on him--so alive with ragged, rapid breaths--and he rubbed the studly boy's hair, as he felt Marc's lips trembling on his chest. Robby not only had conquered Marc, but he was the first and the youngest of this trio of brothers to have sex with a college boy; the first to have sex with any boy, outside their circle of three. What had just taken place charged Robby with new-found joy and confidence. Marc's moans were making his youthful partner very horny, again. Robby was breathless. "Oh yeah. Robby... Robby... It's so good... so good. Ohhhhhhh, Robby, I want you... uhh." Robby's hardon was throbbing, and slick with precum. "Cool, Marc. Can I fuck you, now?" _________ To be continued? It's up to you. Please read below: --Danny Meyer, June 12, 2001 sittinhome@hotmail.com (Request reply, if desired) Email is the only reward a writer receives. Do I get your reward, today? Do you like it? Tell me. I don't bite. Got ideas? Send them. DARE TO GO WHERE YOU'VE NEVER GONE BEFORE AND WRITE ME. sittinhome@hotmail.com (Mark mail, "Reply--yes" for a response) (If not, I'll respect, and won't reply) **BE SURE TO SCROLL THROUGH TO THE BOTTOM OF THE FILE** _______________________________________________________ THANK YOU to all who wrote after the previous chapters. *** Your emails have kept me going, so far. *** Please don't stop now. Our 'conversations' have been great! _____________________________________________________ NOTE: Even if I have answered your previous email, please make sure EVERY email you send me says "Reply" or you won't get one. 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Thanks. --Danny Meyer MY OTHER STORIES: (Read below) ______________________________________________________________ I HAVE ONE OTHER STORY: "Boyz-brutal-training-school"--an S&M fantasy, in Nifty, Authoritarian. It's not really that brutal but it's not for the very soft-hearted or the squeamish. Read Chapter 1, which contains no S&M,--that will give you a sample of the setting and the tone of the story, if interested in it. --D.M. --- END OF CHAPTER 15 end of file