Date: Wed, 10 Mar 2004 18:07:30 -0800 (PST) From: James Truett Subject: The Pervert, Part 2 The Pervert, Part II By SavannahKid I left Robert and David in a hurry last night. It was morning and the sun was shining through my bedroom window. I did not think I could face David today. I had become mesmerized by his younger brother. Hell I was ready to do anything he wanted. He had me getting ready to cross over the line. I wasn't a fag. I didn't like guys. How did I let it happen? When my phone rang I started not to answer it. I saw the caller id and I knew it was David. With all the courage I could muster I said, "Hello." David started right in without giving me a chance to say anything. "Hey James, you OK this morning? I warned you about Robert. I was really kicked his ass last night after you left. He said he would apologize to you. He is sorry about how far he let things go. He just lets his dick do his thinking. Neither of us wants to loose you as a friend." I answered, "Actually I'm OK. I'm the one that almost sucked a dick." There was a long pause before David said, "No kidding, you wanted to blow Robert?" My reply was sharp, "Hell, I don't think I'm a queer or anything but I came into the living room to do it. And I didn't care that you would have watched me. I guess I can't blame you if you drop me as a friend." David said, "You will always be my friend no matter what you do or like. I don't think it means you are gay because you almost did something. Do you like guys now?" I don't know why I was telling David all this. "I don't like guys. I haven't done anything with anyone. Well, yea, I did jerk off your little brother. But I don't beat my meat thinking about sucking cocks. I had never even thought about any of this until last night. So does that make me queer?" David started laughing as he said, "I guess you can't call him my little brother any more. Maybe you should say he's my younger brother." That broke the ice and I began to feel better. He asked, "What made you do all that after I told you what he planned?" I answered, "That was the largest cock I had ever seen. After he jetted his spunk and it landed on me I was on the bone for the whole night. Just thinking about it has me hard now. I liked playing with his hard on. I even liked feeling him shoot on me. When he creamed my face, he asked me to lick his dick and I wanted to do it." I kept on, "If thinking of what I almost did last night and knowing that I slimed my pants thinking about Robert's cock makes me a queer than I guess you have a queer friend." David said, "You can't feel bad for almost blowing Robert. That's just stupid. Only feel bad for actions not thoughts." I said, "I really shouldn't tell you this but I don't feel bad that I almost sucked a dick. I feel bad that I didn't suck him off. If I had not left when I did, he would have probably had his first second and who knows how may blow jobs last night. And I'm not sure if I see him today that he won't make up for the lost time." David said, "Wow, he really did a job on you didn't he. But you won't be the first to worship his dick." I was curious now as I asked, "No shit. At fourteen he has already had sex and I'm sixteen and the closest I've come to sex is letting your younger brother shoot off on my face and lips. Who did he have sex with?" David got quite, "I can't say anything. That's not my place." I was annoyed, "Yea you can sit and watch me play with your brother's cock and I can tell you what happened and now you clam up." David was calm as he said, "OK, Robert's friend Aaron has been sucking Robert off for about a year. When they entered puberty, Aaron and he would play around. As Robert grew, they continued but only Robert is the giver and Aaron is the receiver. One weekend Aaron let Robert screw him and I fed Aaron my cum. He was good at sucking me. I know he has practiced on Robert's mammoth rod all year." I was surprised and I said, "Aaron plays football and doesn't seem queer to me. He seems normal." David said, "No shit. You know you play baseball. But you want the little pervert to push you down. You want to taste his hot cock. It will be dripping wet just for you! You want to give him a prize blow job that will fill your guts with his white slummy cum and coat your mouth and throat. You will taste his spunk for days no matter how many times you use mouthwash. Your breath will smell like Robert's crotch. You will be his boy and probably lick his ass if he tells you too. Yea, you almost seem normal, isn't that right?" All I could muster was, "Touche."