Chapter 4: Tim

The Tuesday after the party, I was at my locker getting ready for last period when Cal walked up and leaned on the locker next to mine.

"Hey, Tim," he said. "How's it going?"

"Hi, Cal," I said with a smile.

"You busy tonight? I thought maybe we could grab a bite to eat."

"Um, sure."

"Cool. How 'bout I pick you up at 7:00?"


I gave Cal directions to my house as he left, he gave me a wink, causing me to blush. He turned around and walked away chuckling.

That evening, Mom was still working night shift and Jeff was out with Heather. I told Dad I was going to grab dinner with a friend. He told me to be home by 10:00. When Cal pulled into the driveway, I yelled 'bye' to Dad and ran out the front door.

Cal and I went to a local pizza parlor downtown and we ordered a plain cheese pizza to share. After dinner, we walked a couple doors down to a coffee shop and Cal ordered a latte to go. When we got into the truck, we still had an hour and a half before I had to be home. He started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. He put his arm around me as he drove with his left hand.

"My parents are out for the night. Do you want to stop by my house for a little bit?" he asked.

I took a deep breath. "Sure."

Cal drove his truck to his house and parked in the driveway. I followed him inside and he gave me a quick tour and we headed up to his bedroom. He closed the door behind us and pulled me to him and kissed me. I closed my eyes and let him wrap his hand around the back of my neck and ravage my mouth with his own mouth and tongue.

He moved his way down to my neck and kissed and licked all over my neck.

"Oh..." I quietly moaned.

Cal walked forward, and I took steps back to keep up with him. When I bumped into his bed, he pushed me down onto the bed. His body covered my own and we kissed more as he ground his crotch into me.

He rolled onto his back and unbuckled his jeans and pushed them down with his boxers. His 6" thick, hard dick snapped up against his stomach. He put his hand on the back of my neck and nudged me down to his crotch. I lifted his dick with my hand and took him into my mouth. I stroked him as I bobbed up and down his hot shaft.

He groaned and held my head in his hands as I worked him. He bucked his hips up and groaned. "Unh. Oh, fuck yeah. Suck my cock."

I kept sucking. His bucking hips helped me keep rhythm. When his hips started thrusting erratically and his breathing quickened, I knew he was getting close.

"I'm coming. Unh!"

He held my head still as he shot into my mouth. I swallowed every drop. When his dick started softening, I let it fall from my mouth. I wiped my chin with the back of my hand and sat up next to him.

"Jesus, Tim. That was great. Thanks."

I thought it was weird that he was thanking me, but I just said, "You're welcome."

He pulled up his boxers and jeans and zipped them up.

"I'd better get you home," he said.

I followed him to the truck and he dropped me off at my house. Before I got out of the truck, he gave me quick kiss on the lips and said goodnight.

Cal and I went out to dinner again on Thursday and he had me give him a blowjob in the car again. I was hoping to see him on the weekend, but he didn't make any plans with me. Monday at school, he stopped by my locker and asked me out to dinner. I was disappointed when we went to McDonald's and then a quick blowjob in the car.

That disappointment was nothing when we got together on Wednesday. Cal said he'd be over late. When he showed up around 9:00, Mom was at work and Dad was asleep on the couch. I followed him outside.

"I don't really have much time," he said. He looked around. "Follow me."

I followed him around the house into the back yard. We walked behind Dad's tool shed where the tools and riding lawnmower were stored. Cal pulled me to him and kissed me. He stepped back and unbuckled and unzipped his pants. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees. I took his penis in my hand and aimed it to my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head and wrapped my lips around it. I ran my tongue under the head and began sliding my mouth up and down. Cal moved his hands to either side of my head and helped guide me up and down his shaft. I stroked his nuts with my left hand and stroked his cock with my right.

"Oh, god, yeah. Oh fuck, you're so good...," Cal moaned.

I let out a little moan as I sucked him off.

"Try to take it deeper," he said.

I tried to take him deeper into my mouth. I gagged and back off and tried again. I tried to relax my throat and gag reflex and got a bit further down. I moved back up and slurped at the extra spit. I slid back down and my nose nudged his pubic hair. I moaned as I realized that all 6 thick inches were in mouth and throat. I bobbed up and down a few more times and Cal cried out and thrust into my mouth. The first blast went straight down my throat. I backed off and the remaining three spurts went into my mouth and on my tongue. I eagerly swallowed his seed.

I let his dick slip out of my mouth. Cal helped me up off my knees.

"That was the best head I ever had," Cal said panting and trying to catch his breath. "Thanks."

Cal zipped and buttoned up his jeans and we walked back to the front of the house. As we moved around to his truck, Jeff pulled in his Jeep and hopped out of his car.

"Hey, guys," Jeff said.

"Jeff," Cal replied.

"Hi," I said.

Jeff looked between Cal and me and then went inside.

"Do you want to go to a party with me on Saturday?"

"Sure. I don't have any plans."

"Great. I'll pick you up at 8:00."

Cal climbed into his truck and pulled out of the driveway and sped off. I went inside and found Jeff sitting in the kitchen eating a peanut butter sandwich.

"You should change your pants."


"You should change your pants... unless you want Dad to know you've been sucking cock."

I looked down at my knees and saw they were soaked and grass stained. I looked up at Jeff and he just stared at me with a raised eyebrow and took a bite of his sandwich. I ran up to my room and pulled my jeans off and pulled on a pair of sweatpants. I returned to the kitchen and sat down across from Jeff. Jeff was making another peanut butter sandwich.

"You want one?" he asked.


Jeff made me a sandwich and put it on a napkin and slid across the table to me.

I picked it up and took a bite. I looked at him and smiled. It was good and it reminded me of when we were little.

"So what's up with you and Calvin?" Jeff asked.

"I don't know."

"You 'don't know'? Is he your boyfriend or what?"

"No," I said quietly. "I think he just likes me for, um, you know..."

"Do you like him... for more?"

"I thought I did. But now I don't know."

"Was he your first?"

"You won't tell anyone?"

Jeff shook his head. "Just between brothers."

I smiled and then leaned across the table closer to Jeff and very quietly said, "A couple weeks ago I, um, used my hand on a guy. But Cal was the first I ever gave, you know, what you said earlier."

"So, you and Cal haven't... gone all the way?"

"No. I want to save that... you know... for someone special. Someone I love."

Jeff smiled. "Aw, that's sweet."

"Don't make fun of me."

"I'm not making fun. I do think it's sweet. Of course when I was your age, I was already getting plenty of pussy."


Jeff and I both laughed.

"I'm gonna go to bed," I said.

I got up from the table and stopped and turned back to Jeff and smiled. "Thanks, Jeff."

"You're welcome, little brother."