Date: Thu, 3 Jan 2008 10:06:09 -0800 (PST)
From: brenten fox <brentenfox@yahoo.com>
Subject: Josh's Dorm Room 6

Okay guys, here is the deal.  I am a busy boy, I've got lots of stuff going
on and I don't have enough time to write as much as I would like to.  I am
highly motivated by feedback however, and I want to hear from you.  Tom
Wolfe said recently "I never trust people who say how much fun writing is.
The only thing that makes it fun is the anticipation of applause."  With
that in mind, I write only to get you off, and I want to hear from you if I
am successful!  Please let me know if you have read this story and it made
you shoot a sticky load of cum.  Send a pic if you like... I like seeing
you guys!  BUT do send me a note, it makes me want to write more.  Email my
private account at: brentenfox@yahoo.com

This next chapter (and likely the one to follow -- I have a perverted mind
that has this played out for awhile!)  is not written in Josh's voice.  And
it is about to get a lot less wholesome.  You know you love Josh getting
off on Marty's body, the guy's underwear, socks, their sweat and smells and
of course how close the guys have gotten.  I am about to mix it up, and
there is going to be some sex -- but it isn't going to be everything that
you have asked for.  Sorry about that.

Disclaimer: If you are offended by guy on guy sex, or it is illegal in your
country, then for god sakes go to  HYPERLINK "http://www.disney.com"
www.disney.com right now.  If you are bothered by incest (yeah, it is
about to get dirty good) then don't read the next several chapters.  If
guys having sex under the age of 18 is illegal where you are, and it is a
problem reading about it, then you need to NOT read this story.  Finally,
this story is the product of a very corrupt mind.  Fortunately, where I
live and write, consensual sex between males above the age of 16 is
considered legal.  If it is not legal to read it in your country or state
then you are reading it at your own risk.


The Journey:

Greg was really psyched to get Josh's call.  The call from his big brother
was completely unexpected.  They were always close growing up, but in the
last couple of years they seemed to be on different wave lengths and they
were involved with different sets of friends.  They still joked around at
home, and Greg admired the hell of out of his older brother.  Hell, truth
be known, he had a bit of a crush on his older brother.  Josh was so easy
going, unassuming and so hot.  He had the body that Greg aspired to have
and he wasn't shy about showing it off.  Josh unfortunately had no idea of
the effect that he had on his younger brother.  Greg was inexperienced when
it came to sex, but had a vivid imagination and the internet to keep him
occupied.

Greg often made it a point to walk in on his older brother particularly in
the mornings when he seemed to always be in the middle of getting off.  He
had a particular knack for catching his older bro while he was in the
process of cleaning the cum off of the hair on his chest.  His excuses were
flimsy (you gotta take out the trash; you need to get up or we will be late
for school; did you borrow my gym shorts?) and they both knew the excuses
were flimsy.  Josh never seemed to care.  He didn't hide his cum rags or
turn away from his younger brother when he was wiping himself down.  He
actually seemed to like standing there with his cock still rock solid, cum
dripping off of it with a tissue in his hand while grinning at an
unsurprised Greg.

Of course, Josh liked to walk in on his younger brother too, but he had a
more difficult time figuring out when to do it.  Greg was much more
secretive about when he liked to j/o and was never leaving the evidence
behind.  Seeing Josh in his full state of arousal always made Greg feel
inferior, even though Greg's cock was a good 7 inches, Josh's always looked
bigger and his balls heavier to him.

Greg and Josh both had birthdays in the same week of the same month.  It
wasn't all that strange to them growing up, sharing their birthday cake and
parties and when they were old enough they finally put it all together they
realized that they were both born nine months following their parent's
marriage (Josh) and one-year anniversary (Greg).  Since Josh was at
University this year, this would be the first time ever that the guys had
spent their birthday week apart.  That was why Greg was shocked to get his
brother's call.  Josh had called the week before to tell his brother that
he wouldn't be home for their birthday celebration, but he wanted to know
if Greg would come and spend the weekend with him on campus.  Josh's
roommate Marty was going to be out of town that weekend and the top bunk
was available.  Greg readily agreed but had to talk his Mom into letting
him go out to Fairfax for the weekend.  She said no at first, but he knew
he could turn that around.  With a lot of begging and pleading, she finally
relented and agreed that he could go.  Greg made a lot of promises that he
probably wasn't going to keep!  He could hardly concentrate that week in
school as he kept thinking about getting to spend a weekend with his older
brother on campus and in his room!  They only ever shared a room when they
were on vacation together, and Greg always loved those times.  For Greg,
vacations meant seeing Josh in his boxers, sporting his morning wood,
listening to his brother in the bathroom jacking off and lying in a queen
sized bed with his brother, smelling his hot body-sweat from their day out
together playing basketball. He loved hanging out with his brother and
really admired Josh's defined body.  Greg was working hard on his trying to
emulate his big brother.  Now to get to spend an entire weekend on campus
with his bro was the best birthday present Greg could imagine.

Greg had to take a train up to Washington DC, and would then metro out to
Fairfax where his brother would meet him.  His Mom dropped him off early at
the train station because she also had to leave town for a work conference.
Greg had a couple of hours to kill prior to catching his train and even
though his Mom asked him not to leave the train station, Greg soon grew
bored sitting in the cavernous hall and he ventured out to see something
different than the boring brick walls.

Like many cities, Greg quickly found that his home town had some less
savory elements hanging out around the train station.  There were some
obvious prostitutes who called out to him, whom he ignored, and a fair
number of homeless people who were sitting around outside of the station.
Greg walked past them, feeling a bit guilty about the fact that he had some
cash in his pockets for the weekend, but he wasn't going to part with it.
He quickly found a run down adult bookstore that had a large sign on the
door that said you had to be 21 to enter.

"Fuck" thought Greg, "I wonder if they would chase me out if I go in.  What
is the worst that could happen?  They wouldn't arrest me, right?"  Feeling
a bit brazen, he pushed the door open and stepped into the dark entry
foyer.  No alarm bells went off signaling that a minor had just entered the
establishment, so he walked further into the store.

The smell was the first thing that he noticed.  It was a heady mixture of
stale cum, with strong undertones of a recent application of bleach being
used to clean it up.  He also noticed that toward the back of the store
there were small cabins with lights above the doors, some were red but most
were green.  From the back of the store there was a cacophony of sound of
women and men moaning that was obviously tinny that he quickly attributed
to bad quality videos and speakers.  A few older guys in suits and ties
were standing around the cabins and all of them turned to look at him when
he entered.

Greg quickly made his way toward the front of the store which had an
assortment of videos, DVDs, and sex toys that even after most of his
internet "research" he wasn't sure what they were.  He tried to stay out of
the direct line of sight of the guy at the front register who was reading a
newspaper and didn't even look up when he entered.

He stopped to look at the gay videos that had pictures of half naked guys
in all kinds of poses that quickly gave him a hard-on.  He picked up a few
of the hotter ones and checked out the guys on the back covers and his cock
lurched in his pants.  His baggy shorts were soon straining from trying to
contain his throbbing member.  Greg was wearing one of Josh's old boxers
and his dick had shot through the opening of the old worn out boxers so he
was no leaking directly onto his shorts as he stood there looking at the
cover of the DVDs.  Without thinking his left hand came down and he rubbed
himself as he adjusted his cock upward to a less obvious position in his
shorts.  This of course just created a second wet spot on his shorts as his
cock continued to leak a steady stream of pre-cum.

He stood there looking at the covers for several minutes when he noticed a
taller figure had joined him in the small isle of gay movies.  He glanced
over at his new companion expecting to see one of the suit and tie guys
from the back of the store having come forward, but to his surprise there
was a taller hot guy in his 20's in blue jeans and a muscle t-shirt with
shaggy brown hair and fuzzy forearms, looking down at Greg's pre-cum
stained shorts and obvious hard-on..  The guy looked over at him and gave
him a raised eye brow acknowledgement as Greg flushed bright red from
embarrassment and he quickly looked back down to the DVD that he was
holding in his right hand.

The guy next to him picked up a title that Greg had just put down a minute
before with these two mostly naked Eastern European twinks on the cover in
a barn scene.  Greg covertly spied on his new "isle-companion" as the guy
turned the cover over and began to read the panel that laid out the story
of the guys.  The back cover left nothing to the imagination as the guys
were both boned up and there were pictures of them sucking and fucking each
other.  Greg looked down and noticed that the guy's jeans were filling out
nicely in the front and he looked up to see the shaggy hair guy's face
begin to smile at what he was reading.

Greg quickly nick-named the guy "Shaggy" as he epitomized the character
from the cartoon Scooby Doo, but he was hotter.  Shaggy reached down with
the hand that was not holding the video box and he readjusted his quickly
hardening dick in his blue jeans.  Greg watched this closely, and it made
him even hornier than the looking at the video box.  Here was hot stud
standing next to him, his dick hard in his blue jeans, as Greg's own cock
was ridiculously tenting out his own shorts.

Greg put the video back that he had been holding for several minutes and
reached for the one that was in the next slot over on the shelf.  This one
had pictures of an all out orgy taking place with at least 10 guys around
his age.  His dick began to throb as he imagined himself in the middle of
such a scene.  Sucking cock after cock, kissing all of these hot guys,
playing with their foreskins, having them stick their fingers in and out of
each other's asses.  His dick belched forth more precum, soaking the front
of his shorts.  Shaggy noticed.

Greg felt eyes burning into his crotch and looked up and saw Shaggy
standing there staring at Greg's obscene buldge.  Greg looked down at his
shorts and saw the giant wet stain on them.  "Oh shit!" Greg exclaimed.
Shaggy looked up into his face and gave him a big toothy smile and said,
"Don't worry about it, happens to all of us, see?"  Greg looked down and
noticed that his companion's jeans also had a small wet spot

Shaggy then gave himself a brief grope, causing the wet spot to grown.
Greg nearly came in his pants.  Shaggy's grin grew into a knowing smile,
seeing the effect his self-groping on the younger guy in front of him.
Shaggy leaned over toward Greg and said, "You know, you really should take
care of that problem before you have an even bigger mess in your shorts."

Greg looked up to his friend with a deer caught in the headlights look and
found he couldn't speak.

Shaggy said, "Follow me," with a nod of his head toward the back of the
store.  He put the video he was holding back on the rack and proceeded to
walk toward the back of the store, giving Greg a look back over his
shoulder to see if Greg would follow.

Greg stood there dumbfounded.  Here was this very hot, thin, scruffy guy
that was propositioning him!  He never had that happen before.  Shit!  He
should have come to one of these places sooner!  Greg's legs however were
parallelized with fear.  They felt like lead as he tried to move them to go
the back of the store.  His dick however was doing all of the pulling as it
bobbed up and down in his shorts grabbing Greg by the pubes and dragging
him to the back of the store.

Greg saw Shaggy standing in front of an open booth at the very end of the
row, and a thousand eyes on him as he made his way through the middle aged
guys to the back.  Shaggy stepped into the booth and stood inside waiting
for Greg.  Greg walked to the door, not sure if he could go into the same
booth or not, when Shaggy reached out and grabbed his arm, guiding him
inside.

The booth was dark and smelled of cum, it felt of sweat, it reeked of men
and most of all it contained Shaggy.  Greg felt a hand on his chest rubbing
his body through his shirt as Shaggy leaned in toward him and gave him a
kiss on the lips.  Greg was about to freak out, when Shaggy pulled him
close to him and held him, soothing him as Greg legs were shaking
uncontrollably.  Greg could feel his tall friend's scruffy beard rubbing
against the top of his head, as he was being held close to the older guy.
He also could smell a sweaty male scent and he wasn't sure if it was his or
Shaggy's, but he was breathing it in deeply as he liked the smell.  Greg's
cock was oozing precum, it felt sticky in his underwear and as Shaggy
pulled him close Greg's cock rubbed against its' equal in Shaggy's pants.

Greg felt his mouth invaded by his companion's tongue and he fought back
valiantly with his own tongue.  The two guys mouth wrestled as their bodies
slowly began a grinding motion with cocks pressing hard against one
another.  With Greg's cock poking through his boxers and only his
threadbare shorts separating him from his new friend, Greg could feel the
heat coming off of Shaggy's body with his entire shaft.

Greg sensed Shaggy's hands moving down his body and then pulling at the
button on his shorts.  Quicker than he ever expected, his short collapsed
to the floor and his cock was free swinging in front of him.  It was dark,
but Greg knew that his precum was now drooling toward the floor unimpeded
by his clothes.  Shaggy pulled him close again, and Greg's cock smashed
into the front of Shaggy's jeans and hardness and began to discharge a mass
of wetness onto his friend's clothes.  Their mouths rejoined their
passionate kiss as Greg freely ground his proud hard fat seven inches
against Shaggy's covered crotch.

Shaggy broke their kiss and quickly sank to his knees, Greg's cock level
with his mouth.  He leaned forward and licked the cock snot from Greg's
very willing member.  Greg sucked in his breath from the sensations!  He
never had a blow job and just feeling the hot tongue on his cock head made
him squirt another batch of his wet boy juice.  Greg's precocious mind was
reeling; here he is almost completely without any sexual experience, about
to get sucked off by a hot guy he didn't know in a dark video booth in a
sleazy adult bookstore that he was several years too young to enter.  Greg
never dreamed that his first time would be like this, but his cock was
aching for release as Shaggy enveloped him with his mouth.

Shaggy was a pro.  He sucked Greg's seven inch steel pipe into his mouth,
swirling is tongue over the circumcised tip as his hands grabbed Greg's ass
cheeks and proceeded to get Greg in motion fucking him to the back of his
throat.

With his dick overly eager to be swallowed down Shaggy's gullet, Greg knew
that he wouldn't last His balls were aching to explode while he was back
looking at the videos, and now getting milked by his friends lips, tongue
and throat, Greg felt the inevitable release quickly starting to build.
Greg was moaning, and Shaggy began to hum from the back of his throat
sending incredible sensations through Greg's entire body from the seven
inches that was being expertly played.

Greg's panting and moaning became more intense as he felt the cum boiling
in his nut sack.  "Fuck!"  "Oh, shit yeah," Greg yelled as the first slow
wave of an orgasm hit him.  Greg could feel the juices pumping up out of
his balls and making the fast climb up his shaft, "Oh GOD, I am cumming, I
AM CUMMING!"  Greg tried to warn his friend.  Shaggy kept on sucking,
taking Greg's dick deeper and deeper into his throat, working his throat
muscles around the cock lodged in him.  The hands on his ass, the smell of
the sweat, his own, his friend's, and the small cabin's essence overwhelmed
him and Greg let loose with a torrent of cum, blasting out of his cock and
all into the hot guy's mouth.  Greg felt jet after jet of his precious
sweet juice leaving his body as Shaggy greedily sucked it down into his
stomach.

Greg's legs began to buckle from the effort.  His body was sweating
fiercely and his dick pumped 8 shots of his cum into his friend's mouth.
Greg leaned back against the wall of the booth, using his arms to steady
himself as he nearly collapsed from exhaustion.  His ass pressed against
the booth and he suddenly felt a wet lapping sensation against his bottom.
Alarmed, Greg moved forward, impaling Shaggy on his still dripping hard
dick as he looked down behind him and saw that the booth had a hole in the
wall!  "Fuck!"  Greg thought.  "Someone is in there and they just licked my
ass!"

At that point, Greg freaked out.  This was all too much for him.  His dick
was soaked with spit, cum and generally all sticky and wet.  He was half
naked in a booth with a guy he didn't know, people were on the other side
of the door probably listening in, and obviously they were watching as well
and his ass was just licked by one of the voyeurs.  He didn't know what he
was doing and now he knew he just needed to leave right away.  Greg grabbed
his shorts from around his ankles and quickly pulled them up over his wet
messy crotch.  Shaggy raised himself up off the floor, obviously sensing
that his friend was moving quickly and distressed.

Shaggy put a comforting hand on Greg's shoulder, but by then Greg had found
the latch to the door and had it unbolted and was fleeing the scene.  His
pants up, not quite closed, his dick still hard, Greg exited the booth.  He
was amazed that there were 7 or 8 guys all standing around looking at him
as he emerged from the booth.  Greg pushed his way through the crowd that
didn't want to see him leave, and he made it back to the safety of the
front of the store where the clerk at the counter now leered at him.  Greg
tucked his shirt back into his pants, and ignoring the stare of the clerk,
he walked up to the rack that contained sex toys that he had read about on
the net.

He saw one of the boxes with "Fleshlight" written loudly across it and knew
from his research that this would make a perfect gag birthday gift for his
brother.  He picked up the box and saw that it was just less than $20, so
he figured that he could splurge and buy it for Josh.  Now for the hard
part... having to go up to the counter.

Greg slowly made his way to the counter, holding his prize, his deflating
cock continuing to leak into his underwear, mating his pubes.  Greg was
looking at the other merchandise as he made his way to the counter,
attempting his best look of being over 21 and confident.

He reached the counter, projecting an air of confidence, he looked at the
clerk in the eyes and put the fleshlight on the counter.  The old bald
clerk looked at him with a knowing half smile and picked up the box and
said "ah...that'll be $19.46 with tax."  "Do you want a bag for that?"

Greg paid the clerk and ran back to the train station.  His shorts still
had drying wet spots and his cock, pubes and balls were sticky.  He was
thrilled!  His first sexual experience under his belt and he was headed off
to see his big bro!


Well guys, Josh is going to be very happy to see his little bro.  Want to
read about it?  Send me a note, and a pic and I may forward you the first
chapter.  As I said, it is about to get sticky.  
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