Date: Fri, 30 May 2008 01:15:56 -0400
From: Jesse Fonda <jf2411@bellsouth.net>
Subject: "The Barrlow Boys" (incest)

This is the story of how I found my first boy friend. You know the rules
about age limits or being illegal to read this kind of stuff so if you're
not supposed to, or think you would be offended don't read it. All
characters in this story are played by people over 18. Proof is on file.


			     The Barrlow Boys

			     By: - Jesse Fonda

     Nick Barrlow is my best friend. My name is Justin Barrington. We met
the first day of first grade. His name was called right after mine and we
paired up and marched off from the auditorium to our classroom together.

     Because of our last names Nick and I just always seemed to end up
together and that worked out great for both of us.

     We soon found out we only lived six blocks from each other and would
play at his house after school. When I didn't, I had to go to
Mrs. Emmett's, next door, until my mom got home. If I called mom and let
Mrs. Emmett know I had gone over to Nick's house I could stay until my mom
picked me up after work. Or sometimes Mark, Nick's oldest brother would
walk home with me.  The two of us playing at Mrs. Emmett's wasn't an
option.

     Nick had two older brothers. Tim was nine and a half and Mark was
eleven, almost twelve. All three of them had dark brown, curly hair, brown
eyes, though Nick's were more hazel and they were what I've heard referred
to as stocky. I assumed that meant not skinny. I was taller than Nick and
skinny, with straight, light brown hair with some blondish streaks and blue
eyes.

     For my eighth birthday, when we were in second grade, I got to invite
Nick to sleep over. We brushed our teeth, got into our pajamas and climbed
into bed. After talking and giggling for a while Mom came in and told us to
settle down and go to sleep. When dad came in with the same order, we shut
up.

     I was more asleep than awake when Nick whispered, "I have a stiffy."
It took a moment before I whispered back, "me too."

     I felt his hand searching the front of my PJs and then he squeezed it
slightly. Then I reached for his. We lay there for a minute or so feeling
each other up and then he undid the front of his pajamas and I got to feel
it without the material between. Then he undid mine too. I was curious
because he was cut. He was fascinated because I wasn't. We fell asleep,
each holding the others stiff dick.

     We showed each other our dicks a few times after that and felt them
too. It usually started in the bathroom at his house when we both had to
pee, but we also slept at each other's houses a few times.

     It was more than a year later, when we were nine and Tim was eleven,
when the three of us were wrestling in the playroom in the basement at
their house. I thought it was an accident when Tim squeezed my dick through
my jeans. Then I felt him press against the back of my leg. He had a
boner. I reached down and back and squeezed it.

     When Nick went upstairs to pee, Tim asked me if I wanted to see it. I
had seen him naked when we were changing to go swimming at the pool, which
we did almost every day during the summer and I was really curious to see
it hard. So I told him, "sure."

     Tim's was a little longer than Nick's or mine but mine was thicker
than either of theirs. Then Tim said, "Let me see yours." I undid my jeans
and took out my fat little boner.  He reached for it and we stood there a
few moments feeling each other. He seemed to be having a good time playing
with my foreskin. Tim even told me, "It's a fat one," as he covered and
uncovered the head of it.  Then we heard Nick flush so we each put them
away, sat down as Nick came back down the stairs and pretended that we
hadn't been doing anything.

    Another time, months later, the three Barrlow boys and I were watching
TV and Tim turned to me and said, "I'm getting hair, ya know? Down
there. Want to see?" I blushed, but nodded and then told him, "yea." I was
thinking mostly about what Mark would think but if Tim was ok with it so
was I.

    Tim undid the front of his shorts and pushed them down enough that I
could see the little patch of dark, curly hairs around the base of his
dick. Then he told me, "Mark has a lot more. Show him Mark." (Mark must
have been fourteen or close to it by this time.)

    I had peeked quickly as he and his friends changed so I knew they had
pubic hair. I had seen Mark's pubes before, but I wanted to see them and
his dick up close.

    Mark looked embarrassed but undid his pants and pushed them down so I
could see his dark bush. There was also a thin line of hairs that headed up
under the hem of his t-shirt.

     Tim raised his butt and pushed his shorts farther down so his dick was
showing. It was getting hard. We were all watching it grow. Then Mark
surprised me by pushing his down. He was getting hard also. So was I by
this time. I opened my shorts and pushed them down and Nick followed our
lead.

    Tim was the one who reached for Mark's dick first, and then Nick and I
took turns feeling it too. It was a lot bigger than mine or Nick's and
almost two inches longer than Tim's. Then Tim really shocked me when he
bent over and licked the head of Mark's cock.

    Tim looked up then and asked if I wanted to do it too. I moved over to
Mark, leaned down and licked it. It really didn't taste like anything,
maybe like licking the back of your hand. When I sat back up Nick was
putting his mouth down over the head of Tim's dick and I was stunned when
Nick started sucking it, slowly raising and lowering his mouth on it.

    Mark then told me to do it to his. I hesitated at first but Tim said,
"Go ahead. Do it.  Nick and I have both done it."

    I leaned down and took the head of Mark's big (to me) dick in my
mouth. I ran my tongue around it. It felt smooth and soft, like velvet. I
could detect the smell of dial soap, kid sweat, and pee (like a couple
drops didn't get shaken off). I felt Mark put his hand on the back of my
head and slowly push it down so more went in. I had about three inches in
my mouth and I started sucking. Mark started to slowly push it in and out
as I sucked. I had one hand on the shaft and the other was examining his
big balls. They had some hair on them also.

    After a few minutes I stopped and sat up. Mark put his hand around it
and started moving it up and down. Tim explained that Mark was 'jerking
off' and what was going to happen. "White stuff called 'jizz' or 'sperm'
will squirt out. Not pee. Different." Nick just kept sucking Tim's dick.

    I watched Mark's cock closely after he said, "I'm almost ready."
Suddenly some thick, white stuff leaped out a few inches and landed in his
dark curly hairs and then more oozed out and ran down over his hand. It
seemed to be pulsing out.

    I turned to Tim and Nick as I heard Tim groan and say, "Nick, I'm gonna
sperm." Tim groaned again, threw his head back and Nick started swallowing
as fast as he could.

    Nick told me later that Tim's was more like the consistency of jelly
that you let melt on your tongue, thinner and silky. Not like Mark's thick
creamy jizz. He also told me Tim's tasted sweeter than Mark's. "Not that
Mark's is nasty but Tim's is better." I think was the way he put it.

    A few weeks after the first sucking incident, Tim's best friend, Sean
was there. We started fooling around when Tim suggested we play
'stiffies'. I sucked Sean and Nick sucked Tim again. Sean told me Nick was
better at it, but, after all, it was only my second time.

    Over the next few months I tasted Tim and Sean's jizz a few times. It
was maybe four months later that I got to suck Mark's again. I decided I
liked sucking Mark's more because it was bigger and I didn't mind the taste
after I got used to it, probably after the third time.

    I don't want you to think we were little sex fiends or anything. I was
only over at the Barrlows' two or three afternoons a week. During the
summer it was more often though.  Most of the times we didn't do sex stuff.

    We had other friends who came over to play at various times. Roger,
Fred, Chuck and John were Nick and my friends. Fred played 'stiffies' with
us most often but the other guys did a few times also. Usually it was just
Nick and me unless Tim got involved. (Later we replaced the name of the
game 'stiffies' with 'bones' as in 'boner')

    Tim's best friend was Sean but again they had other friends, like Jason
and Brian who came over. Mark's best friend was Eric. Pete and Warren were
two others. Usually we avoided each other's groups of friends but a few
times Tim, Sean, Nick and I would play 'bones' together. Fred was sometimes
included.

    I was a little upset when I realized that I wasn't always included. I
guess if Nick was alone he tended to hang out with Tim and his friends and
played 'stiffies/bones' with Tim and Sean at least. It was Sean that taught
me how to kiss. I was ten or had just turned eleven.  Sean seemed to like
doing that. Tim kissed me a few times also but Nick didn't like to be
kissed.

    When there were several of us there and the others were busy, but Mark
was alone I would search him out. He was usually in his room doing homework
or playing on his computer. He'd let me suck his boner. It didn't take very
long and it was always fun for me.  Mark and I liked to kiss also and he
made me a lot better at it. I loved the feeling of being held in his arms
and having his tongue in my mouth.

    One day when Nick and I were close to twelve we were messing around
with Tim.  Tim told us to wait a minute, pulled his shorts on without his
underwear and went upstairs.  A few minutes later he was back with a small
jar of Vaseline, some paper towels and a fat carrot. He had Nick get on all
fours, greased his butt hole and I watched as he slowly pushed the carrot
into Nick, fat end first.

    Then it was my turn. I lay back on the couch, pulled my legs up so my
feet were flat on the cushion and spread them as wide as I could. His
finger felt weird. The carrot felt really weird. When Tim got bored with
that he knelt behind Nick and pushed his long (maybe four and a half inches
by this time) thin dick into him and started to bone him. Then it was my
turn to 'take it'.

    I wasn't expecting it and was surprised when I felt him cum inside
me. His jizz was thick and creamy by now. He was fifteen I
think. Surprised, but I realized I liked it after giving it some thought as
I walked home later. Cleanup wasn't as messy that way, but the Vaseline was
a problem. About a week later Nick was getting it from Tim while I let Sean
fuck me.

    Just before I turned twelve I had my first orgasm, Nick had his first
one about two weeks later. We were jerking off together both times with
Fred. Fred was already able to cum but his first time he was alone.

    When I told Sean I could cum he sucked me off. Nick told me a few days
later that Sean had sucked him off too.

    Nick started taking piano lessons about that time so he went there
after school on Thursdays. That's why I was walking home alone when Mark's
friend Eric walked up beside me as I waited to cross the street. He just
said, "Hey Justin." It was a little out of the ordinary because he usually
ignored me, until we started to cross and he said, " I heard Sean boned
you".

    I must have blushed crimson. I was trying to think of some way to deny
it that would be believable but finally just nodded and muttered, "Yea". I
also wondered how the conversation came up between Eric and Sean but I
didn't ask then. I blushed to think that Mark probably knew that I had let
Tim and Sean do it to me.

    We walked along in silence for a bit. Then he asked me if I wanted to
come over to his house for a while. Again I was tongue-tied, my mind was
racing but again I muttered, "Yea".

    His mom was in the kitchen when we got there. Eric introduced me and
told her he was going to help me do some research for history on his
computer. "We'll probably just be about an hour," he told her. I stood
there looking dumb, but I was smart enough to keep my mouth shut. She asked
if we wanted anything to eat. He told her "no thanks" and I followed him
upstairs to his bedroom.

    Eric was about sixteen or seventeen at this time. I'm sure he was a
junior in high school. He had short blondish hair, blue eyes and I thought
he was kind of handsome. I had seen him naked a few times at the pool,
usually from the back. Once I got a peek at his balls as he stepped into
his bathing suit.

    I noticed that Eric locked the door of his bedroom. He had some stuff
in a tube called KY-jelly. We got undressed and I inspected his big
hard-on, sucked it some and then he got me ready. I was pleased that he
played with my dick a little also. His dick was just a little shorter (I
would guess about six inches) than Mark's but about as thick. I was on my
hands and knees in the middle of his bed. It was a challenge for me to let
him push it in but he went slowly and pulled back when I asked or indicated
that I was having trouble taking it. We had to be very quiet the whole
time.

    At one point I whispered, "Damn! Eric, it feels so big."

    He answered, "Naw. It's not that big. Mark's is bigger and Pete has a
real monster." I marked that down in my mental notebook. Mark, Eric and
Pete have at least jerked off together.

    After a few minutes it was in and he started fucking me gently. It
probably didn't even take ten minutes. It felt like he pumped a lot of cum
in me. We cleaned up with tissues, we got dressed and I went home. Getting
fucked by Eric took just about an hour.

    So, I guess you pretty much have an idea of how things went and have
figured out I had a crush on Mark. I should add that both Mark and Erik had
fucked Tim. Tim told me that. I'm not sure about Nick. I never asked him
and they never did it to him when I was there. I did watch Eric fuck Sean
once. I'm pretty sure it wasn't the first time they did it.

    I always liked Mark the best because of his smile, I guess. In the five
years I had known him I rarely saw him without one. He was just a nice,
easygoing, happy sort of guy.  He was stocky, maybe five foot seven or
eight. Dark, curly hair, usually pretty shaggy, though he had it buzzed off
when he got on the football team. Eric was better looking but Mark had a
more even disposition.

    Mark wasn't that good at sports. I think he joined only because his
friends did. It was the thing to do. He only played in a few games in the
three years he was on the team. Senior year he dropped it.

    So I was thirteen. Mark was about to graduate from high school. I
wandered into his room and said, "hey!" He was sitting there in his boxers,
his back to me. Papers and books were spread out on his bed and desk and he
was working at the computer. He glanced around and said, "Hey Justin, hold
on a minute, let me get this printed."

    When the printer started he swiveled the chair around to face me and
asked, "What's up, dude?"

    A grin spread across his face as he realized I had a tent in my cargo
shorts. I was about four inches by this time, still thicker than the other
guys and had started to wear boxers because Mark did.

    "Lock the door."

    I got a big smile then. He was ready to fool around and play
'bones'. My plan was to get boned. I kicked off my sandals and pulled my
t-shirt over my head. I saw Mark's boxers were starting to tent.

    I undid and dropped my cargo shorts and stripped off my new
boxers. Mark stood up then and the head of his dick popped out of his dark
blue and green plaid boxers. We both laughed a little. "Damn, he's eager,"
Mark commented.

    He pushed them down and we both went to the bed from opposite sides. I
wiggled over to meet him in the middle and he took me in his arms and
kissed me.

    Let me get this out of the way. Nick decided he was straight in high
school. Tim and Eric are bisexual (mostly girls). Sean, Mark and I are
gay. I told my parents when I was sixteen. Mom was more upset that my
boyfriend was a college guy. Mark that is. Dad told me his brother, my
uncle Barry, is gay. They got over it.

    As we kissed he ran his right hand slowly down my back to the top of my
ass and pulled me tightly to him. Our cocks were rubbing together. He slid
his hand down a little and I moved my left leg up over his right leg. Mark
moved his hand down a little more. From what he was doing with his hand on
my ass I knew we had the same goal. I was thirteen and was about to be
fucked by my hero. After a bit he said quietly, "I've wanted to fuck you
for a long time, Justin. I know you've had some practice. Will you let me
try?"


    "Sure! I want to do it with you, Mark." I told him enthusiastically.

    When it was time I asked him to go slow. After all it was longer and
thicker than Eric's. I was a little apprehensive at first. We had to try a
few times but it was finally fully seated in my butt and he started giving
me some great bone. He was kissing me a lot while he gave it to me. I think
to just keep me from grunting so loudly each time he shoved it all the way
in.

    I knew he was cuming because his fat cock was jumping inside me but he
was a blober, not a shooter. Not that it mattered much since he was 'my
Mark'. He had been stroking my dick and I came just before he did. It was
pretty cool. I was a happy camper.

				  THE END

This story is dedicated to the memories of Justin Case, Eric Draven and
Axl. Wherever you are guys, you are still remembered, missed and loved.


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