Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2002 05:09:32 -0700 From: tommy boy Subject: BUSTED (MM, Spank, Anal) BUSTED (MM, Spank, Anal) By tommy boy, San Francisco, 2002 I knew I shouldn't of done it. Actually I'd been sniffing my brothers underwear off and on for the last couple of years. I'd always been careful to do it when he and mom wouldn't catch me. I know he's my brother and all but Bill was 19 now and what with his new motorcyle, scroungy goatee he had hanging, his biker friends, he was really looking pretty hot to me. Tonight he and his bud Earl were going to some kegger. Having been dirt biking all day they decided to shower and change here at the house. I could hear `em talking and jostling each other from my room. Some hot bitches were supposed to be at this party. I'm only 15, can't drive, can't really do anything. Me and Bill get along all right most the time, not too close since dad died. Get high with him once and a while but he and mom have this deal that he can stay in the house as long as de doesn't "corrupt" me. A heard the rustle of leather jackets and saw first Bill go by "Later, dumbfuck." He laughed in passing my door. Earl, ever original repeated it, "Later dumbfuck." Earl was hot, an older guy at 23, I was always a little intimidated by him. 6'2, 210 pounds tattoos up and down both forearms, a meaty fucker. Like I said, not too bright, but he had a nasty glare that could pretty much shut your ass up about anything. I put down the book I was reading and listened for the slam of the door, and the click of the lock. My heart was pounding a little as I adjusted the tightening crotch of my Levis. Five full minutes I waited, just to be sure they had really left. I peeled off each sock and stood up peeling off my tank top too, wearing jeans and nothing more I slipped into the hall looking at Moms room I stood silent and listened. She mustn't be home yet. I quietly slipped in Bill's room squeezing my crotch repeatedly, there on the floor was my prize. Bill and Earls sweat stained biker clothes from today's run. I popped the top button of my jeans and stood still for a minute listening, just too be sure. The house was quiet, inside, and just enough of a wind outside to hear it whir a bit. I grabbed my brothers underwear and stuck them to my nose and inhaled deeply. I shudder ran through my body, then another. I ripped my jeans down and started squeezing my balls, jacking my dick, trying not to cum right then, right there, on the spot. In a heady haze I lowered the stinking shorts from my face. One leg at a time I removed my jeans. I paused and listened for sounds again. Still the place was quiet. I'd been sneaking sniffs of Bills shorts for a while but this was the first time I was naked in his room beating off to it. I looked at Earl's pile of clothes. A pair of dirty BVDs lay on the top of the pile. My brother was one thing but his best buddy too? I kind of felt like I was violating his privacy or something so I just knelt down over them and sniffed, not like I was touching them or anything. Another hard shudder. My balls flipped and for ten seconds I held my breath trying not to cum. A drop of precum leaked out my dick and fell on the brim of Earl favorite ballcap as it lay on the floor. I managed somehow not to cum and thought fuck it. I snatched Earl's shorts and inhaled deeply. Fucking hot man sweat. With my other hand open I brabbed Bill's shorts. Not wanting to mix the two mens smell I alternated sniffing on paid and then other. Getting to know them, to notice the differences, how the butt smell was different than the dick smell.. I kept rubbing my dick on Bill's bedpost, on the edge of creaming the whole time.. Finally too hot to resist I wadded Earls shorts in to my mouth and was rubbing Bill's against my dick and I musta been in fag never never land cause I didn't know anything until the door flew open and Bill and Earl rushed into the room going for his secret stash. I don't think it even registered to them that I was there until second glance. Bill, paused, mouth wide open, "What the fuck." he didn't really yell it was more shock. "What the fuck, this is fag shit man." Earl was starting to look a little pissed. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" Bill finally yelled, he was mad. I dropped Bills shorts and spit out Earls and then ran from the running, my hard on stabbing the air in front of me, that fucker wouldn't go away. I ran to my room and closed the door. Scared shitless I turned the light off. Shaking in the dark I touched my dick. Fucking rock hard. I shivered in my bed. I could hear the other two talking and hear their boots on the floorboard. "FUCK, fuck, fuck, fuck," I kept whispering too myself. Suddenly my door flew open and I could see Bills frame silhouetted in the hall light. "Get out here!" he yelled. This is it I thought; I'm dead. "Let me put something on, just a sec." "Fuck that, get your fag ass out here right now!" I could sense Earl out in the hallway right behind Bill. I walked out into the light of the doorway, Bill pulled back and pointed, "To my room." I was thinking; "I'm such a fuck up." The tears started, practically a river as I walked passed my brother and into his room. "Lay over the footboard of my bed, legs spread, arms forward and spread." I did as told and Earl started tying my left foot to the post I'd been rubbing my dick on earlier. The headboard cut into me at the crotch a little, Earl had pulled my arms pretty tight. "Don't ever fuck with me or my friends." Bill sounded stern almost severe, I'd never heard that tone from him before. I couldn't see him. The first strike of his belt bright home the lesson. "WHACK" The shock and instant pain stunned me unprepared. A lone gasp escaped and for many seconds I couldn't breath in. When I finally could again a gargled scream escaped. "Shut the fuck up." Bill nodded to Earl. Earl laughed and grabbed his days dirty underwear, "So you like sucking on these." he waved them in front of me and then shoved them into my mouth, ".well suck on `em some more!" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK" "WHACK My dick went limp about number three, whimpering red face I tried to spit out the shorts, my ass blazed with fire and I struggled against the ropes actually shifting the heavy oak bed frame a few times. Breathing fast and short I hyperventilated and lost consciousness When I came-to I wasn't too sure where I was. Only a few minutes had passed and I could hear Bill and Earl behind me doing something. Then I felt somebody's hand slather my ass crack with something kinda slimy-smoothe, shortening came to mind. It hurt having my ass touched but as they kept to the crack I wasn't too bad. I knew what was gonna happen. I'll never know for sure who took my cherry. I turned to look and got slapped up side the head. I struggled against penetration, the dick slipped in slowly persistently without stopping until I felt pubes at my ass ring. Somebody said "Tight cunt" but I couldn't tell who. I surrendered at that point, not that it mattered, I was fucked and that could never be changed. Whoever he was he pistoned my ass for a couple of minutes and my dick started to get hard as I got fucked. The he pulled out and a different, thicker, cockhead slammed into my hole. I yelped as this guy put his weight into slamming my welted ass, he rode my for a couple of minutes tensed and then unloaded into me. I listened again as the two of them plodded around for towels and then they walked in view on my left I finally turned and looked at them and spit out Earl shorts. "Is that what you wanted, you stupid little bitch. Don't you ever sneak behind my back and fuck with my shit again or you'll be fucked up a whole lot worse than you are today." Bill didn't sound nearly so pissed as earlier. I don't know why but the two of them dressed in their dirty biker gear rather than their party clothes and only then finally untied me, I struggled back to my room and fell on my bed exhausted, my ass and asshole throbbing. Bill and Earl left again for their party, "Later dumbfuck." The chimed laughing their way out the door. Earl had his favorite ballcap on. My dick started getting hard again. *** *** *** Feedback appreciated: sf_tommy@hotmail.com