Date: Thu, 28 Oct 1999 04:02:59 EDT
From: Double A
Subject: Bob and Zac: Scott...Part 6

	Zac's young tongue snaked out of his mouth and licked his lips of
any of Scott's cream that remained on them.

	Scott watched him and, even after having his sex drive temporarily
lessened by his orgasm, still found Zac Hanson to be one of the best
looking boys he'd ever seen. The long amber hair cascaded down and around
his face like a golden waterfall, his heart-melting chocolate eyes
glimmered in his remnant childhood, as if he knew something that the rest
of the world didn't, and the faint cleft in his chin gave a slight air of
wisdom to his otherwise-devilish countenance. Zac had thick pinkish lips
that looked like they were created just for kissing and sucking cock and
earlobes that were made for nibbling on. In his remnant puberty, he seemed
to have a perpetual erection that Scott could see easily through the
fourteen-year-old's tight white jeans. Finally, that slimy pink tongue of
Zac's that kept whipping out and cleansing the grayish liquid of Scott's
passion from Zac's sexy lips, was driving Scott crazy with desire to grab
it gently in his teeth and suck it into his mouth.

	Scott swallowed hard, as it occurred to him that he was now
actively lusting for the young drummer. He jumped and let out a small yelp
of surprise, as he heard the door open and his brother, Bob, walk in. Scott
quickly stuffed his penis back into his pants, which was more difficult
than he'd hoped, as he was quickly getting an erection again. Zipping them
back up, he turned to face his brother's slowly-approaching form.

	Scott could see that Bob had been crying. It wasn't just that he
was his brother and he knew such things automatically, but that Bob's eyes,
though always looking somewhat forlorn, were now shimmering with a film of
tears that looked as if it could, and probably would, overflow and stream
down his pale face.

	"Hey." Bob said simply.

	Swallowing again, Scott said, "Hi...Umm...What's up?"

	Bob shrugged and stood there looking from Scott to Zac and back
again. The tears that shimmered in his eyes began to start flowing down his
face and, curling his lower lip up in a pout, he began to cry.

	Scott was genuinely worried as he followed Zac up to Bob and asked,
"What's wrong, Bob?"

	Putting his hands on his face, Bob sobbed, "I heard what you two
were doing!"

	Scott stepped back from his brother and stuttered, "You...You...Oh
shit!"
	Zac put his hand on Bob's shoulder and smiled, "Come on, sweetie,
it wasn't anything big! Scott was just sad and I was trying to cheer him
up!"

	Bob pulled his hands away from his face and, though trying to look
angry, just looked funny as he exclaimed, "By sucking him off?!"

	"That always seems to make *you* feel better, when you're sad!" Zac
giggled.

	"So," Bob sniffled, "do you love Scott more than me?"

	Zac couldn't help smiling as he said, "Bobby...Scott was
sad. Something bad happened between him and that guy that he had a crush on
and he looked so lonely. I just tried to show him that he's still sexy."

	"Excuse me...Should I leave?" Scott inquired, cutting in.

	Zac turned around and shook his head, "No, it's okay. You can...."

	"Scott, please go." Bob cut in harshly.

	Scott cleared his throat and sniffled, then, with a last glance at
Bob and Zac, quickly ran to the door, opened it, and slammed it shut behind
him.

	Zac had watched him go, and, turning to Bob, said, "You didn't have
to do that, Bob."

	Bob shrugged, "Why not? It's so rarely that I get a chance to order
*him* around, for a change."

	Zac smiled, "So, this has nothing to do with what just happened?"

	Bob stared at Zac, "Actually, this has a fucking goddamn lot to do
with what just happened, Zac!"

	Zac's smile disappeared and he shrugged, "Bob, I don't know why
you're carrying on like this! It was totally not anything that bad!"

	Bob paced for a few seconds, shaking his head, then turned toward
Zac and replied, "Zac...this...this...wasn't just an innocent little kiss
on the cheek! You actually put your lips around my brother's...I mean...Was
this because I told you that I was too busy to have sex with you, before?"

	Zac couldn't help giggling, "Bob, get it through your head! Scott
was confused and sad and I was just making him feel wanted! I don't know
what you want me to say, that'll make you feel any better!"

	Bob shrugged, "Well, apologizing would be a good start!"
	Zac shrugged, "To who? You or Scott?"

	"Me, dammit!" Bob yelled, "Me! This is no time to be funny, Zac!
I'm hurting here and you're trying to make jokes!"

	"I'm not making jokes, dammit!" Zac yelled back, "You want me to
apologize...Fine!"

	Zac lowered the tone of his voice and, walking over to Bob, took
his hand and, looking into his sad, tear-rimmed eyes, cooed, "Bobby, I'm
sorry. It was stupid for me to think you'd be okay with me sucking off
another guy, especially your brother. I don't want to fight with you...I
love you."

	Bob smiled, "Are you just saying that, or do you really mean it?"

	Zac laughed, "I totally mean it! I'd kiss you, but my mouth is
still probably coated with Scott."

	Bob laughed too and, reaching out, hugged Zac tightly.

	"Let's never fight again." Zac said, hugging Bob back.

	"As long as you don't suck off Scott anymore!" Bob replied.

	Zac and Bob separated and Zac replied, "Agreed."

	The two boys stood and gazed at each other for a few seconds,
before Bob said, "Zac?"

	Zac smiled, seeing where Bob's eyes had strayed, "Yeah, sweetie?"

	Bob giggled, looking at the lump at the front of Zac's jeans, and
inquired, "Is that from me or Scott?"

	Zac shrugged, "That's from puberty, actually, but if it makes you
feel better, it's a little bit harder because of you."

	Bob slowly descended to his knees and, not taking his eyes off his
target, replied, "Well, then I think I owe it something, don't I?"

	Zac giggled and moaned as Bob reached forward and slowly unzipped
Zac's fly. Even before the zipper was completely undone, Bob could see
Zac's throbbing five-inch boyhood peeking out through the slit at the from
of his silk boxer shorts.

	"Mmm...Yummy." Bob commented as he pulled down the zipper the rest
of the way and watched as the circumcised cock sprung out, nearly hitting
his cheek.

	Zac put his hands on Bob's shoulders to steady himself and groaned,
"Oh, come on! Suck me off already, Bobby! I'm so fucking horny!"

	"I can see that!" Bob said, smiling and licking his lips.

	"Come on! Come on!" Zac urged, thrusting his stiff prick against
Bob's left cheek.

	"Hold on! Just stop moving!" Bob replied.

	Zac stopped thrusting against Bob's cheek and stood there, his legs
looking wobbly and closed his eyes, his nostrils flaring in quick pants.

	Bob reached forward and gripped the base of Zac's dick in his fist,
eliciting a hiss of pleasure from the fourteen-year-old. Leaning forward
slowly, Bob stuck out his tongue and licked all the way up the underside of
Zac's shaft, leaving a wet trail as he went up and over the ridged head.

	"Awww....god!" Zac groaned and gripped Bob's shoulders tighter.

	Bob smiled as he saw a drop of precum surface and sit precariously
on the tip. He leaned forward again and sunk his mouth over just the head
of Zac's boyhood, swirling his tongue around the tip and drinking up the
drop of precum, and then another, as they began to flow out of Zac's
throbbing cock in greater amounts.

	Zac's eyes squeezed tightly shut and he began panting quicker, his
head moving with each breath and a fine sheen of sweat becoming visible on
his forehead.

	Bob suck his mouth further down on Zac's young cock, until nearly
half of it was in his mouth. Then, wrapping his hand around the rest, began
a smooth pace of bobbing his head up and down on it, wiping up the precum
with his tongue, as it seeped out.

	Zac's grip on Bob's shoulder got increasingly tight as his legs got
visibly more unsteady. "Oh God, I'm almost there, Bobby!" He whimpered,
between breaths.

	Bob smiled internally and, began whipping his tongue over and over
against the sensitive hole at the tip of Zac's cock, knowing the reaction
it got from him.

	Zac's head whipped back and he almost yelled, "Oh fuck! I'm gonna
cum!"

	Bob said something against Zac's dick, then suddenly pulled up and
got to his feet. Unable to catch himself in time, Zac's legs gave out and
he collapsed to the ground, his cock sticking stiffly up in the air, purple
with engorged blood.

	"H...Hey!" Zac panted, his eyes opening and staring at Bob's
smiling face.

	"Consider yourself lucky, Zac." Bob said, smiling wickedly, "I
could have done much worse."
	"S...So...You're..." Zac began to stutter, still lying on the floor
with his muscles visibly stiff from his near-orgasm.

	Bob opened the door, "Yup. See ya later, lover."

	"W...wait!" Zac yelled, but the door slammed shut behind Bob.

	Zac lay alone on the floor, his dick still rock hard, and snorted,
"Yeah, I suppose I deserved that!"

	After a second of thought, Zac wrapped his hand around his prick
and began jacking off quickly. Within seconds, his back arched and he let
out an involuntary groan as he felt his cock began spasming in his
fist. five streams of his watery jizz shot out from the tip of his abused
dick, all over his shirt and pants.

	Once he was released from the grip of his climax, he relaxed back
on the floor and yelled at the top of his lungs, "FUCK GODDAMMIT SHIT FUCKY
DAMN SHITTY FUCK DAMMIT!" and began laughing hysterically.

To be continued....

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