Date: Mon, 25 May 2009 09:58:13 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy.  Chapter 35

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materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story
contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are
consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write:
jarrod749@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Mikey,
Stepdad and Unca Jimmy.  Chapter 35.

Fum last time:
"Uhyeh! Take it, gurlie! You fuck! Uh! Uh! Uh! Nnngh! Yehhhh!" Jamie
ham-slammed his
fuck-brother! He power-rammed Mikey in a blur of tight-teenboy bubble butt
tail gunning that had Mikey's mouth hanging open, and drooling, his lips
quivering trying to let out with the gasps and groans and grunts that had long
been a part of Jamie's reamage of Mikey.  The sounds seemed to be coming out
but there was nothing recognizable. Mikey might well have been a blowup
doll with built in squeakers and noisemakers with how this scene was playing
out.

Jamie had fucked this kid's face with abandon before....plowed that toytail
with impunity, but this.....this was nothing less than brotherfucking
reamage!!!! Jamie tried to curse Mikey, but was so caught up in ravaging the
toyteen's asshole that the rage caught in his throat as his breath got as short
as a mile runner's in the final sprint.

In one long, slowing, butt-humping swoon, Jamie slumped through his
stepbro's legs and both boys felt the super-swelled cockrod throbbing and pulsing
inside Mikey as Jamie shot rope after rope of pearly teen seed up into his
fuckdump of a stepbrother.

Both kids laid there, heaving, spit bubbling out of their lips, hugging
onto each other. Jame's face burrowed into the bend of Mikey's shoulder and
neck, his cheek rubbing into Mike's where they seemed to seal in their combined
sweat.

It was long moments before either kid made a move save for the tender prick
tool that was twitching all the time yet still up inside Mikey.

Jamie pulled free first. The breaking of the sweat seal of their cheeks
sounded like weak velcro tearing open. Their chests and bellies would sound the
same when they separated and got up off the floor. But right now, Jamie was
basking in the glow of his afterfuck.

His face was a mere two inches above Mike's.

His stare was blank as he examined every inch of his cumdump's face. Mikey
stared inquisitively into Jamie's eyes trying to see something....a signal
maybe....a message....
love? brotherly love?

"Fuck you!" Jamie blurted. "FUCK YOU!"

Mikey stared blankly....mindlessly....

Jamie bent to Mikey's face and licked Mikey's lower lip, worked the kid's
lips apart, stucked his tongue in and vacuumed Mikey's rasper out....and then
licked over the now-extended tongue......again....and again!

Jamie's tongue continued up Mikey's face....from the upper lip to the nose
and then up into the boy's hairline.

Mikey felt all strange and even something like....dirty as the spitslick
cooled on him.  He stared up and saw the underside of Jamie's chin as the kid
licked up into his hairs.

Jamie's face came back to stare into Mikey's face. Their semi-hard boytools
rubbed together between them, but right now....it was almost like Jamie was
punctuating their moment.
In a shockingly fast burst, he spit into Mikey's partly open mouth!

"FUCK YOU!" Jamie raged in a hoarse whisper.

Mikey stared......the spit just sort of goobled there on Mike's lips and
tongue, but soon started to drooze into his mouth and down his chin.......if
Mike was hurt at how his new brother treated him, he didn't give any sign.

Mikey stared hard up at Jamie....then....he raised his head.....and seemed
to be pursing his lips to....could it be....to kiss this rotten kid?

"Shhtooooffffssss!" Jamie sprayed another wad of spit on his
stepbrother....this time it seemed to cover the kid's whole face.

Mikey's head thumped back to the floor again.

"FUCK YOU!" Jamie repeated!


Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy.  Chapter 35

"Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeee........" Mikey answered.......
Oh yehhhhhhhhh! FUCK ME, Mikey had begged, copying his stepbrother's order.

He would do his 'brother's' bidding....for always, and on call. He knew he
loved him without equivocation. There was nothing Jamie could ask of him
that he wouldn't do.

Jamie stared down hard at Mikey. Their eyes were
intense....piercing....into each other's very soul. Jamie just glaring...on fire! Mikey looking for
the slightest indication of how to please Jamie.....and maybe....just maybe a
brother's                             love?

Then, it was just, "Get up and run the shower dickwad! I'll be in for a
nice, soothing shower and soapy rubdown."

Mikey jumped up to his hand and knees, bareass, and squirreled out into the
hall and over to the bathroom. Jamie could hear the shower firing full
throttle, and made his way to join Mikey.

As he came to the edge of the tub, Mikey was kneeling away from the spray
to give Jame room to get in under it. Jamie stared hard at Mike and then
toward the spray....and back. Mike just waddled over and under the spray,
looking up longingly through the streams of water into his stepbrother's face.
Jamie smiled at Mike's read, and stepped into the spray whereupon his
stepbrother began to soap the kid's body.

The smooth, lathery feel of Mikey's hands gave Jamie a glow. His skin
tingled.... goosybumped him all up.  His prick stood tall and fattened up to the
engorging blood. He felt so new and different at Mikey's hand. He felt the
young doof dig into his tailslot and finger up into his hole, soaping his
bunger. He picked up the bar of soap and pushed it to Mikey's lips. Mike just
did the obvious....he sticked out his tongue and Jame rubbed the bar back and
forth until there was a mess of syrupy froth and bubbles all over the kid's
mouth, tongue and lips.....then he turned and shoved his ass back into
Mikey's face.

Oh yeh! Ohhhhhhhyehhhhhh!!!! Did Mikey ever tongue-soap-fuck his stepbro's
hole! "Omigod!" Jamie wailed. "Ohhhhhh! Fuckin' DO it!
DOOOOOOOO-ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!"

Jame pulled forward a bit and Mikey needed no instructions. He turned his
face up into the spray and sucked in a mouthful of water, glued his lips to
Jamie's ass and once he'd tongued his stepbro wide open again, he shot the
mouthful of water up into Jamie and then, oh godddddd.....he sucked the
teentail rinsewater right back out, leaving the young dude's hole
sqeaky-assed-clean.

Of course Jamie couldn't let this moment pass unused, so with a quick
wiggle of his bigboi bubble butt, he had Mikey eating him out now.

Mikey sucked, and chewed and licked and tongue-digged his stepbrother with
rabid abandon! Jamie was a mass of chicken-skin! He trembled from his hairs
to his digging under toes as Mikey lost his boy rasper up inside his
stepbrother!

"Ohman! Ohmannn! I gotta fuck'iss kid!" Jamie squealed, spinning around and
dumping Mikey over on his back on the tub floor. He was deep inside Mikey
and fuck-ramming his tail up and back the length of the bottom the tub! He
humpdrived him all the way to the slidey-up part at the back of the tub, then
scootched back squeaking Mikey's butt to where he began and restarted the
whole fuck-a-brother-bang-bang all over again, never letting his cock out of
the kid's asshole.

'Squeeunnnk! Skeeechhechhh!' screeled Mikey's toyteen buttcheeks! They
seemed to be speaking a language of their own as Jamie taught them a new melody.
Dayammmmmmm! How he loved to fuck this kid!

Jamie had barely been installed as the new live-in forever stepbrother,
when both father and son had taken Mikey. Mikey took to the lovefuck he had
never known from that first afternoon in the shower when he first 'made
friends' with his long ignored stepbrother. It was hard to believe how in such a
short few months, Mikey had become what he had to both his new stepdad, and
the man's son. How had he been so completely taken, and enamored of the two
was in itself an incredible thing.

But, no matter, Jamie wasn't into the philosophy of life in a kid's
asshole...he was just into taking it! and taking it at will, and when fucking ever
he wanted it!

And Mikey, for his part was a needy boy....he had the love of fuck....and
the need of cock!

"Fuck you, yuh little slut bitch!" Jamie gritted through his clenched
teeth. His toes curled  tight up behind him as he fucked and pounded, and humped,
pumped, reamed and ravaged Mikey for seeming ever! It just went on and on
and the gasping Mike kept jutting his head up and back as if trying to reach
it up to his fuckbro. "Unnggh! Ungh! Uhh! Ummmuhh!" grunting as he gave
himself over to Jamie. Something was happening in this extending fuck romp that
Mikey seemed to remember from when he and the men first got together in the
playroom....he seemed to be coming again and again, but without shooting his
load. He kept looking down at his dick for the goo he was sure he shot,
only to be caught up again in another deep 'anal fuck'gasm'!

It was so hot....and it just kept coming. They kept sucking the breath from
him not to mention the pounding his stepbrother was giving him.

Jamie felt the 'gasmic pulsing of Mikey's asshole on his cock and it drove
him to greater heights as he rooted Mikey to the bottom of the tub, and
then........

"Errrrmmmfff! Uh! Uh!" strained Jamie as he reached the point of no return
and his whole boyness froze for a long moment before the slippery
fuck-sloppy ropes of boy sperm shot through Mikey's teenhole and Jamie rutted to the
balls and held tight to Mikey as he cummed his entire load up inside the kid.

The water was turned off now, and as Jamie rose up slowly, his peter
slipped from Mikey's hole and hung semi-hard above Mike's balls. Some silver seed
oozed a string of afterfuck onto Mikey's nutsack as Jame sighed and sucked
in a huge breath and exhaled slowly, his head turned up to the ceiling.

Without a word, Jamie was pulling Mikey's hand under the kid's own butt to
catch the droozing spooge for the requisite cum eating.

Mikey knew to finger his hole after getting laid so as not waste his
stepbro's stuff.

The shower was soon started up again, and Mikey was again up on his knees
to get any afterfuck piss from Jamie.

Mike toweled off Jamie and as they made their way back to the room, Mikey
on all fours as usual, they smelled breakfast and Jame asked Mikey if he ever
just wore boxers around the house when his mother was home. Mikey nodded
that he did, and so did Ed, his stepdad.

Jamie took his towel and wrapped it around his bare ass, and told Mike to
do the same. "They'll just think we got boxers on underneath. They left the
room for the kitchen, and Mike finally stood up as they reached the kitchen
doorway. Bacon was out on the table, and the toast was being placed there as
well by Mikey's cheery mom, who called, "Well good morning my two sleepy
boys!"

Both kids just grunted and sat down, barefoot and just in towels.

As Jamie buttered his bread, he was thinking of slathering some it up
Mikey's slot while he reached his foot under the table and diddled Mike's balls
under the towel.

Jame was looking to get their bareness to be as commonplace as he could. He
wanted to bring his play with Mike out into the main house as much as he
could.  For the moment he'd settle for having Mikey be on hands and knees with
the 'rents in the room. This deal with the towels was a foray into body
exposure in public.

Neither parent seemed to notice, but they were both already dressed and
advised that Ed would be driving the kids to school so Jame could get enrolled.

Breakfast was uneventful and the kids made it back to the room for Mike to
dress his brother in his own best clothes, before dressing himself in the
stuff Jamie wore the day before....socks, boxers, everything. Jamie had told
him that once they got in routine, they would have Mikey wear Jame's dirties,
but not the immediate day after so's his mom didn't get wise.

Mike's mom was an amateur hairdresser, not for cash, but she'd do her
friends' hair on occasion.

Jamie, without a word to Mikey, asked if she would dye the kids' hair
platinum blond. Jame made up that it would make them look more like real
brothers. Parents like to hear shit lies like that. At first, Ed and the mom looked
quizzically at each other then Ed shrugged and the mom smiled, "Of course,
honey...if you really want that....I think it'll be cute."

Jamie didn't want to hear that "cute" shit, but he was getting what he
wanted. He would be able to attract just enough attention to the both of them as
a duo at school, to worm his way into all of Mike's acquaintances.

Jamie planned to go to Mike's practices and to also go into the locker room
when the team changed and stuff.

Jame was a bit at a loss when there was no controversy over the kids coming
to breakfast dressed in just their towels. Of course, that meant Jamie
could move to the next step quicker....his mind was whirring.

Mom told them she could do their hairs that night after dinner, to the
kids' mutual glee.

They bounded out of the kitchen to get dressed for school and Ed caught a
glimpse of Jamie ripping Mike's towel off his crawling ass down the hall and
kicking him in the butt all the way to the bedroom.

Jamie sat on the bed while Mikey offered choices of his clothes from the
drawers and closet until Jamie selected something. Mikey dressed Jamie.
Naturally, he had to kiss each naked boy part of his stepbro before he dressed it,
from socks to shirt and everything in between. "Leave my dick out of the
fly dweebo, so's yuh can give it one last suck a'fore we go," Jamie directed.

With the last of the brother body worship complete, Mikey was left to get
dressed by himself in Jamie's dirty stuff from the day before. He packed
Jamie's backpack....the one he had to give to Jamie weeks ago. He packed his own
books and stuff in the paper bag he was ordered to use ever since he gave
up his backpack, and headed out to the others, and get to school.

Ed had asked about the paper bag deal when that started, and Mikey just
said it was part of the team initiation like he did with the pubie shaving
thing.

Mike's mom thought she'd seen the same clothes on the kid the day before,
but then....well, maybe not. She kissed both boys, and stared at Mike's
clothes after him as he went out the door to the car.

The enrollment went pretty easily, tentative until the administrators
talked to Jamie's school in Oden.

Jamie was elated when they assigned him classes with Mikey to 'make the
transition easy for him having someone he knew in class'. Ha! Under his breath,
Jamie was saying, "Yahhhhh! Fuckin' dweeb! I own that dickhead now!'

Each class recognized Jamie and noted that he was Mike's 'brother'....and
that opened doors to clustering after class with both brothers and bunches of
other kids as class broke.

At lunch, there was a running gathering and regathering of the different
groups of kids, to meet and greet with Jamie. The basketball team was the last
one to sit with them, and while Jamie answered that he wasn't joining the
team, but he would like to hang with Mike when he played and practiced. All
the kids slapped and fived after, and they broke from lunch.

With an arm around Mikey's shoulder, Jamie walked out of the caf with him
and said, "I awways has tuh piss after lunch, yuh know? Which means........."

Mikey knew, and turned toward the boys room to take his piss drink from
Jamie.

Watersports warning!

Mikey readied for the duty right behind the door on his haunches, while
Jamie jammed the door shut tight with his foot to the bottom of the door.
Nobody came by anyways. But then Jamie changed course and pointed at one of the
stalls. Mikey creeped over on toes and hands not to scuff his (Jamie's dirty,
yesterday's) khaki pants knees. He was facing the bowl at chin level. Jame
told him to lick the edge of the bowl lip. Then he pushed the kid's head
into the bowl to just where his hairline was in the water. "Now hold it 'dare,
dickweed!"

Whereupon, Jamie flopped his toy hog out of his fly and proceeded to piss
right past Mikey's cheek into the bowl. He splashed the water and piss up
along side Mike's face and purposely missed as well, hitting the kid in the
back of the ear, the top of his head, and his cheek. This was a new one for
Mikey. Jamie had never shamed him like this. But he barely flinched and took it
like a champ.

Then the coup de gras! Jame pressed one foot to Mikey's neck and blubbered
his head into the golden drink! He held the flustered, half drowning kid
while he flushed the toilet!

"That my man...was a swirly! Get used to it. We'll be doin' them at home
too!" Jamie tormented!

"An' just so's yuh knows," Jame said as he zipped up, "I get horny as fuck
in class. Yu gonna hafta take care'a that pretty much...right?"

Mikey hung his head down, nodding into the emptied bowl.

Watersports over!

Jamie released the foot from Mike's neck and his head was above the
refilling water, dripping from his hair and face. He hung over the bowl for moments
after. He didn't get any orders or instructions from Jamie and just hung
there over the lip of the bowl.

Then the door banged, and he jumped and started. Some kids came in and
laughed at the sight over the bowl in the stall. "Lookit the fucker...throwing
his guts up!" one dude said.

"Err mebbe he's jus' some faggot perv lickin' piss off the bowls!" another
said and they howled.

Then after they all pissed and zipped, they made gawking vomit sounds, and
yelled, "Recycle 'at! Save a few chunks for later, asshole!" The door banged
open and the voices faded.

When Mikey finally dared to look up and out into the tiled washroom area,
he was alone. His fucking stepbrother had left him hanging over the bowl. He
just shook his head and scurried up to the paper towel thinger to wipe off
before any fucking body else came in and saw him. At least the kids who'd
come in didn't see his face, so he wouldn't be the school joke for this....at
least....not yet! He had to assume Jamie had a pic of it on his cell phone.

After classes was hoops practice and Jamie hung out with the team in the
lockers while they dressed and they got to talking about a welcome party for
Jamie. And in no time it was pretty set that Saturday night there'd be a
party at Mike's for Jamie. Mike agreed to clear it with his folks and then the
team could spread it around to the rest of their friends next day...."and
make sure we line up some of the cocksuckin' cunt, too," yelled one of the
teamers.

Jamie lit up. He fuckin' KNEW who one of them cocksuckin' 'bitches' was
going to be, and just smiled broadly at Mikey....who just looked quizzically at
him, "Whut??"

Jamie shook his head and said, "Nuthin'," as he grabbed a basketball and
dribbled it out the door to the gym.

After showers, they walked home from practice.
Jamie had spent his time constructively, taking in all the activities of
the team after practice to see what he could see. He checked out supply rooms,
coach's office, toilet/shower area and laundry bins.

He toyed with being team manager if they asked, but he never wanted
committed time, a main reason he didn't join teams inspite of how good an athlete
he was. All he wanted was to get off! and more and hotter ways to do it!

When they got home,  Jamie checked out what times the folks got home, and
there were still 2 hours Mike told him.

"K, good. Get naked, and on yer back with your legs up against the couch."

Mike stripped down fast, and was upside down in seconds.

"Beatcher meat, doof!" Jame directed.

The shamed kid started pulling his pud with his body bent up from the neck
while he propped himself up from the floor.

Jamie kicked off his sneaks, and stripped off his socks. He gave his
'jerker-bro' side glances while he read the sports page out of the paper, runned
his fingers between his toes, and guzzed some soda.

"Errmm! Uh! Uh! Uh!" Mikey strained....cumming.

Jamie growled, "I din't say yuh could cum, fucker!"

It was too late and shot after spermy rope burst from Mikey's engorged wick.

Jamie caught a few spurts with the cell, and then sitting on the edge the
chair opposite, he kept snapping while he told the kid to eat his own fuck.
Mike had shot all over his upper chest, up under his chin and then goobbled
the dregs of it into his bare pube skins.

He dutifully scooped every drop he could see with his fingers into his
mouth.

Jamie got up and went over to him. Staring down at his stepsuck cockslave,
he toed a cum gob off Mikey's neck and fed it to Mike on the tip of his big
toe. "Suck it off, queenie!" Jamie ordered him at he took a final cell snap.

Now with Mike's own horny edge spent after he cummed, Jamie had the kid
crawl up on the couch and between Jame's legs. "Let's work off my edge, bro.
Get my pants off and make me feel good."

Mikey did everything Jamie wanted. He was going to be serving the dude for
fucking ever!
There was going to be no time for what Mike wanted to do anymore. But then,
he was more and more becoming the serf Jamie envisioned.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh....n-i-i-i-i-i-c-e! M-m-m-m-m!" Jamie cooed as Mikey wolfed
his hot teenboi tool.

"After, yu find a cardboard box or sumfin in the basement or garage....big
enough fer a dude to get in crouched down," Jame directed.

Mikey just recorded the instruction. He wouldn't have to look hard. There
was an old carton he remembered from a washer in the basement.

"Nnnnnghh! Uhyeh...do it do it! Suck....suck harder. Tight up yer lips,
uhhhhh! Ohyeh! Cummmmminnnnnnnn! Goodsuck...ohmmmmm!"

Jamie bucked and jerked and lurched getting off like he had a rocket up his
ass! Mikey was being swung from side to side as his cocksucking mouth hung
onto his quaking stepbrother!

He hung on and got every glob of Jamie's syrupy boygoo.

Jamie patted him on the head, "Yuh did good, bro.  We'll get back tuh this
later tonight.

Mike nodded, as Jamie told him, "Don't wash my stuff outta yer mowff,
neider!" pointing at his crouching form.

Mikey nodded.

"Now go find me that box."

Mike headed for the basement, bareass and Jamie could hear the banging on
the steps and scruffling along the walls of the stairway coming up from
downstairs soon enough.

In the middle of the living room, Mike set the sizable carton down. He
said, "Perfekk! Get in it!"

Mike dumbly looked at him.

"Getcher deadass in'ere, dweebo!" Jame yelled waving his arms wildly. Mike
looked around the room and spied the hassock. He pulled it over and standing
on it was able step over the top edge of the box, bring the other leg over
as he teetered, and then jump down.

He was standing, looking out over the top.

"Whuthefuck yu think yu are, "Jack in the Box?" Kneel down in there and
fold the flaps down."

Mikey did as ordered and waited in the darkness of the closed box.

A flap opened and Mikey looked up, his boycherub face so cute, as Jamie
handed him a steak knife. "Hold that!" Jamie said, and then told Mike to kneel
up to the side of the box.

"Okay....yeh, good. Now lick a circle on box from yur nose to yur chin."

"At's it." Jame said. "Now cut a circle where yuh licked so there'll be a
hole right where yuh licked."

Jamie sat back down and waited as the knife made a pretty circle, and then
the piece fell inside the box.

"K. Now stick yur face intuh the hole...lemme see yurnose at the
top....yeh...super! Now stick yur tongue out and through the hole. YAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Perfekk! K, now turn aroun' and stick yur ass up intuh the hole and pull yer
cheeks so's I kin see yur hole open nice and wide."

"Yehh....wiggle it!" the whole box shimmied.

"Yay-yesssss!!!" Jamie delighted at the sight!

"K. Yuh can get out now and go put the box in the garage," Jame said.

Mikey scrambled out and grabbed his khaki's to put on to go outside.

"Whutchu doin'? Get dem pants off. When we home alone, stepsuck....yu
naked....awways....naked! Now get that fucker out to the garage!" Jame yelled at
Mike.

The kid stepped back out of the pants and took hold of the box as Jamie
watched the kid's little bubble butt squish and squeeze as he carried and
dragged the large carton out the side door by the kitchen to the garage.

"Looks like we gonna have us a hot party!" Jamie smirked to himself.

It was nearing the time the folks would be getting home, so when Mike came
back in from the garage, Jamie had propped himself up at the edge of the
easy chair cushion with his bareass butthole pulled wide. Mikey didn't need any
orders. He got down on his back and pushed himself up till his face was
under Jamie's tail, and soon Jamie thrilled to his stepbro's tongue muscle
flashing up and around his slot, then in. An observer looking on would get
chicken skin at the sight of that wiggling, slippery, sliding, slopping and
curling boytongue tip working wonders on Jamie's nerve endings.

Jame's toes curled....they splayed....his arms under in his knees
tightened. Sweat started to bead and shimmer off his boy skins.  Jamie's breathing
was shortening. It was a pleasure too far! It was more than he could endure to
feel that toy rasper dig inside him and tongue fuck his very core!

"Ohfuck! Ohhh! Ohnooo'isssogooood! Don't stop...no...tonguefuck me! Tongue
fuck me! TONGUE FUCK MEEEEE!

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