Date: Mon, 11 Dec 2000 18:53:00 -0500
From: Jay Anderson <bchboyjay@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Bailey Brothers, No. 2 (m/m, incest)

The Bailey Brothers, No. 2 (m/m, incest)

This is a work of fiction (make-believe) which involves sex between teen
male brothers (incest).  If you are not old enough to read this or if gay
sex/incest offends you, then bugger off!  Comments to bchboyjay@hotmail.com.


   If you asked them, Ryan and Mark Bailey would both agree that Mark
started it.  But that's not strictly true.  Ryan wanted his brother as badly
as his brother wanted him.  They both played the game, though, and they both
won.

   Even before either of them in their own time could actually ejaculate,
they'd each been masturbating.  And with regularity and force.  Their
bedrooms in their house on the beach were adjacent, connected by an interior
bathroom.  Often, one brother would trot into the bathroom on business when
he would hear the other brother grunting and rhythmically massaging his
prepubescent member.

   When Ryan was ten, he entered the bathroom nude and stepped to the
shower.  Before he turned the water on, he heard the familiar sounds of
self-pleasure coming from his twelve-year-old brother's room.  Mark's door
was ajar, so Ryan spied on his big brother who was flailing on the bed in
extreme pleasure.  Ryan watched for a few minutes and slowly worked his own
meat while watching Mark work his.

   After some time, Mark groaned heavily and spasmed.  Much to Ryan's utter
shock, white, ropy goo rocketed from his brother's cock and covered Mark's
stomach and chest.  Ryan had never seen this before, but he'd heard rumors
about this stuff called "cum."

   "Shit," Ryan exclaimed, blowing his cover.  Mark broke from his orgasmic
trance and for the first time saw his baby brother standing in the bathroom
doorway naked and masturbating.

   "What are you doing, little fuck!"  Mark hissed and threw his bed pillow
in the direction of Ryan.

   "Nothing, Mark, I swear, I--"  Ryan flinched as the pillow landed at his
feet and withdrew into the bathroom.  He was scared of his brother, that's
for sure, but he was also extremely turned on by the most erotic thing he'd
ever seen.  He stepped back into his own room on the other side of the
bathroom.  Ryan stood there, dazedly stroking his cock.  Wow, he thought,
cool.  He smiled to himself.

   Without warning, Mark stormed into his brother's room and smacked Ryan on
the back of the head.  Mark was still naked, though he'd wiped most of the
cum off his chest.  "Yeah, still playing with yourself, ain't ya?"

   "Ow!" Ryan cried out and spun round.  Mark shoved him onto the bed.

   "You get a kick out of seeing your bro jerking off, huh?"

   Ryan was about to speak, but Mark jumped on him and pinned him down.
Mark's hand covered Ryan's mouth.  Ryan's eyes widened in fear.

   Neither boy was sexually active as yet, so the implications of two young
males, naked on a bed, one dominating the other, was lost on them.  The only
pleasures of the flesh that either boy knew was what could be accomplished
with one's own hand and little lotion or spit.  Still, Mark had a plan.

   Mark removed his hand from Ryan's mouth but remained straddling the boy's
legs.  "I bet you don't cum yet, do you?"

   Ryan shook his head in the negative and cast his eyes downwards.  His
gaze took in his brother's nakedness and its close proximity to his own.
Both boys' cocks were hard--and almost touching.

   Mark flexed and made his dick twitch.  Ryan looked up at his brother.
Mark smiled, not sinisterly, at the younger boy.  His right hand slid up
Ryan's thigh and around to his hard cock.  Gently, and without breaking his
eyes from Ryan's, Mark encircled Ryan's cock with his fingers and slowly
began massaging his brother's meat.

   Ryan sighed heavily, and with relief.  Up until that moment, he was
certain Mark would do something mean and painful to him to punish him for
spying.  Mark's hand movement became more determined.  "Here," he said, his
left hand reaching for Ryan's right hand, "You do me."

   And that's how it started.  Mark and Ryan Bailey began jerking off
together when one was twelve and the other ten.  And they continued this
limited sexual intercourse for several years, despite each of them dating
girls off and on, even having sex with a couple of them.  They never
ventured any further than mutual masturbation--until yesterday when Mark,
ever the aggressor, demanded his first blowjob from Ryan.

   What shocked and amazed Mark was that, at age fourteen, Ryan seemed to be
a master cocksucker.  How did he learn how to do that, Mark asked himself.
He made a mental note to ask his kid brother sometime.

   Right now, however, they were cleaning up the layout from dinner.  Their
parents came home a little early tonight and brought meats for a cookout on
the beach.  As the sun set and turned the Baileys' world pink, Ryan and Mark
watched each other closely and then degenerated into uncontrollable laughter
which neither of their parents comprehended.  Mr. Bailey carried the tray of
meat and a paper sack of napkins and utensils back to the house, and his
wife trailed him carrying the various sides.  Each both was responsible for
cleanup and putting out the fire.

   That night was pretty much a waste, the boys thought.  It turned into
"family night" at the Bailey home.  Mother, father, and sons lounged in the
den watching television together and occasionally breaking into a story
about "this guy in the loan office" or "this kid down the beach."  Each
brother went to bed accordingly, all but having forgotten the day's
excitement and promises of more boyfun.

   "Ryan, Mark?"  Mr. Bailey bellowed up the stairwell.  "It's 8:30.  We're
leaving!  Don't sleep too long--and don't forget to cut the grass today."

   Neither Ryan nor Mark really registered what their father had said.
Despite the brightness of the sunlight reflecting off the ocean and into
their bedrooms, the brothers firmly believed that 8:30 a.m. was too early to
get out of bed and face the day.

   Ryan realized that his folks were leaving and slowly sat up in bed.  He
heard his father gun the engine of the family Jaguar and then listened
closely as the finely-crafted British engine growled off down the street.

   Ryan pulled his lanky naked frame from the bed and ran his fingers
through his long hair.  He felt around the floor with his foot for his
swimming trunks.  Maybe I'll go for a swim, he thought, as he alternatingly
scratched his ass and then his nuts.  Or better still, he thought ...

   Mark was sure still to be in bed, having never left his slumber when
their father called out.  Ryan padded through their shared bathroom to the
door on the other side.  Like always, it was open, and Mark lay sprawled in
his bed, on his stomach, his naked Adonis-like body on display.  Ryan's
stomach somersaulted when he saw his brother's round, beautiful, white ass.

   Last summer, Ryan had a girlfriend who let him fuck her ass.  She
screamed curses and damnations, but Ryan was hooked.  No other girl since
would let him fuck her ass, and Ryan was dying to get his 9" up another ass.
  Now was the chance, he thought, time to call in the favor.  Ryan smiled as
he reached for the Vaseline on the sinktop.

   His cock was already hard to its full length as he opened the Vaseline.
He liberally spread the greasy goo along his shaft and quietly eased over to
his brother's bed.  Mark was still lying prone, asleep and unaware of what
was about to happen.

   Ryan climbed into bed with his big brother and pointed his cock at Mark's
ass.  His hands softly massaged the supple globes of Mark's ass cheeks; Mark
stirred.

   "Mmmm," he moaned, "`morning, little bro.  Back for more?"  He smiled
into his pillow and made a move to roll over and expose his stiffening cock
for his brother's able and willing mouth.

   "`Morning, big bro.  No, stay right where you are."  Ryan reach one hand
between his brother's legs and felt for his cock and hairless balls.  As
Ryan had hoped, Mark spread his legs out further and thereby exposed the
beautiful winking hole he sought.

   "Perfect," Ryan whispered and inched his massive member closer to Mark's
unsuspecting hole. Ryan positioned himself just so on his knees and placed
his hands firmly on Mark's ass cheeks.

   "What's perfect, bro?  Whatcha doing back--"

   Mark didn't finish his question; he found out quickly enough what his
brother Ryan was doing when he felt Ryan's engorged cockhead press against
his asshole.

   "Wait, Rye, don't--"

   Too late.  Ryan pushed down and forward, and his Vaseline-coated cock
worked its way into Mark's virgin ass.  This time the little brother was the
aggressor, getting back at Mark for all those other times when Ryan had been
coerced to take on other chores or service his brother.

   Mark groaned in pain and pounded his fists on the bed.  But Ryan had the
upper hand and pressed down on Mark's shoulders as he slowly slid his
fourteen-year-old cock deep into his sixteen-year-old brother's ass.

   "God, this feels good, bro," Ryan whispered hoarsely.  He was almost all
the way in.

   "Maybe to you, you little shit.  Argh!"  Mark was biting the pillow and
grimacing otherwise.  As painful as this was, he too knew the ecstasy of
burying your cock into a tight asshole.  Already, he was planning on fucking
Ryan's ass when this was done.

   Ryan pushed one last time, hard, and his cock was all the way in his
brother's ass.  His smooth nuts rested against Mark's.  Ryan felt Mark relax
a bit once he realized Ryan was all the way in.  Ryan slowly began the
backstroke, enjoying every inch of pleasure.

   As Ryan's cock pulled almost completely out of Mark's tight ass, Mark
growled at his brother, "When this is done, I'm gonna tear your ass apart,
fagboy."

   "Yeah?"  Ryan responded.  "Whatcha gonna do?  Ram me?"  With all his
might, Ryan rammed all 9" of his cock back into Mark's ass.

   "Argh!" Mark cried out.  "You fuck.  Yeah, I'm gonna ram your ass until
you can't take it anymore.  "Arrrgh!"

   Ryan pulled out again and then quickly and forcefully buried his cock in
his brother's ass in one quick stroke.

   "Shit!" Mark cried out.  "Then, you little cocksucker, I'm gonna
piston-fuck your ass.  Arrrgh!  And fill your whole with hot cum!  Fuck!"

   "Oh, yeah, big bro," Ryan panted as he picked up his pace, "is that what
you gonna do?  You want to fuck my ass bad, don't you?"

   "Fuck yeah, you hot mother fucker.  God!"  The pain had almost completely
vanished from Mark's ass and now all he felt was the pleasure of having his
baby brother's 9" cock up his hole.

   Ryan's pace increased again, and every muscle in his body was working
towards his ultimate climax.  "Fuck my ass!" Mark bellowed from underneath
his brother.  "Yessss!"  The rhythmic movements of the bed and Ryan's
forceful thrusts into his ass caused Mark to cum into the sheets.  His nuts
emptied and puddled cum around his dick.

   "Oh yeah, big bro," Ryan called.  "Your ass is so hot.  I'm gonna cum and
fill you up!"

   No sooner said than done: Ryan thrust once more, deeply and moaned  loud
enough to cause Mark to jump slightly.  Ryan's hot cum filled his brother's
ass and began to seep out around his buried cock.  Mark screamed pleasured
obscenities into his pillow as Ryan finished himself off in Mark's ass.

   Ryan and Mark were both sweating tremendously.  Their bodies glistened in
the angled light of the room.  Ryan dismounted and a glob of gooey cum slid
out of Mark's ass.  Mark's fingers quickly reached for his gaping anus and
began to fervently finger the ravaged hole, playing with the cum that leaked
out and down over his hairless nuts.

   "Hot, man, hot," Mark sighed.  Ryan collapsed on his back beside his
brother and exhaled heavily.  He pushed the matted hair away from his face.

   Mark raised up on his elbows and leaned over Ryan's face.  He leaned in
and kissed Ryan full on the lips, sucking his brother's tongue from its
lair.  "I'm going to get you for this," the older boy said.

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