Date: Wed, 15 Jan 2014 18:44:07 -0800 From: KKay Subject: Brotherly love in LA 1 Kyle and Kevin got out of the mystical place where boys dream of adventure to tell another story. As they dance across the pages and delight your imagination they will excite and thrill you the way only magical loving boys can. No real boys could ever tell a story so well so they are not allowed here. Brotherly love in LA The long road to LA. I let my head roll in my arms snapping me awake as I rested on the gritty window ledger of our old station wagon, who the fuck owns station wagons anymore. The air was hot, heavy and dry; I could smell the dirt in the air. Fucking Arizona is one hot fucking place! "Are you okay, Kev?" I am fucking outstanding Dad. Fuck, I like that we are moving for the sixth time in five years, it is so awesome that I had made a best friend for the first time since that day, that fucked up day. Yes Dad things could not be more fucked for me, thank you for asking, ass hole! "I'm fine." I sighed closing my eyes trying to escape the fucker who could not deal with reality. "You know I love you, Kev." "Yeah sure, Dad." I whispered to myself. Dad squeezed my shoulder as we drove on in silence. I flinched and pulled away. I just wanted his hands off of me. Fuck I was pissed at hm. I thought about my friend Jordan I was leaving behind in Orlando. He liked me despite how fucked up I was. His house was awesome, his family loved him, and they even liked me. I lived in a piece of shit apartment in the worst part of town, he did not care and neither did his Mom and Dad. Now I am moving to L.A. where I will be the new fucking kid again, great. Kids will make fun of me, they always do. My little brother will make instant friends and be embraced by everyone he meets. Fuck, I wish he would just die! "Daddy, it's hot." Kyle whined from the back seat. "I know Sweetie; we will stop for lunch soon." Dad sighed rubbing Kyle's leg over the seat, "you can take your clothes off, we are going to eat on the road, Sweetie." Oh great, a Subway foot long cut in to three pieces, no drinks, no chips, fuck we are lucky if he remembers the napkins. Kyle pulls his shirt, socks and shorts off. I can tell when Kyle rests back down when he makes airplane noises from the back seat dressed only in colorful cartoon briefs, a small plastic flying in his hand. He does not know or remember. All he knows is shitty apartments, fucked up men and not much food, shit! More than once I had to sleep with Dad's friends, Kyle did sometimes too. I can't help but start to cry. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Dad huffs. "Nuthin', leave me alone." "You will make new fucked up friends." Dad cursed. I was pissed, really pissed! At twelve, almost thirteen I was not going to take his shit anymore fuck! I never felt so much hate in my life. I wanted to kill him! I sat up and stared hard at Dad. "Did you love Mom as much as you loved Kat?" "What the Fuck, Kevin?" Dad growled, Kyle started to cry. "Please Kev, don't" Kyle peeped through his sobs. "We shared a bedroom Dad, I fucking saw you!" I screamed, "You fucking messed with Kat!" "What happened to Katrina, Daddy?" Kyle squeaked, crying heavily into his hands. We rambled off the 10 on a desolate off ramp; the dust flew when the old wagon came to a stop a short distance from the highway. Dust rolled out, dirt stuck to my sweaty face. I scowled; my gaze looked out of the window. It was not unusual for Dad to beat me with his belt and I had asked for it. Dad's door slammed and I knew I was going to be beaten to insure my silence. He paced forever. Then it got weird, very weird, Dad got back into the car. We rolled back on the road heading back to the 10. "I think we should get some real food tonight and stay in a decent motel." Dad said as if nothing was wrong, "McDonalds for lunch, guys." "Yippee, Daddy!" Kyle cheered his tears subsiding, "Happy, happy, happy meal!" "This is a new start for us Kev, all of us." Dad sighed giving me a loving squeeze on my shoulder, I pulled away. My glare softened but I did not say anything, maybe this was a new start. I rested my head back out the window propped up on my arms. I felt a trickle of sweat fall from my arm pit and roll down my side, it settled into the damp waist band of my boxers. I dipped my nose into my arm pit and took a deep sniff of my wet skin content with my new grown up stink, my dick stirred. I watched the slight blond hair on my arm rustle in the breeze. I closed my eyes and rested into the rocking motion of the old car. I thought about Jordan, his awesome brown eyes and sun streaked long brown hair. We were becoming close and I could tell him anything, well almost. We had started messing around, curious, innocent. He had a nice dick but was hairless, I had sprouted a few and had, at last count, thirteen. We both explored the slippery clear fluid that flowed from our dicks but then it started to get cloudy and smelled weird, awesome weird. First we jacked off, and then we jacked each other off. The last time we were alone he let me check out his dick up close. I liked the smell that he held in his crotch, very new to me and it made my dick swell out, I like it when that happened. I played with his dick head squeezing it making his piss slit open and close. His balls hung down in a soft little wrinkled sack, I rolled them in my fingers. I reached for my balls to compare. They were about the same size as mine but the feel of his was way better, heavy. I pushed his sack into my face and sucked in his sweetness; fuck his balls were incredibly soft. I kissed and nuzzled his nut sack several times pressing my lips into the tacky skin between his balls and leg, before returning to his hot dick. I took in every detail of his dick head, sliding my lips around it, exploring the hard hot slippery helmet with my tongue. At every affection Jordan moaned and sighed. his fingers buried deep in my long stringy blond hair. I pulled the skin back on his shaft causing a soft moan to escape his lips and his fingers to run down my back. As I squeezed his dick his gland flared, I kissed the rosy wet tip. Fuck he smelled good! I could not hold back so I sucked his dick, fuck it was amazing, I could not get enough. I slowly jacked him off while his dick slid rhythmically between my lips. I was going to make this last. I love it when Jordan would squirm and grip my skin digging his fingers into my hot flesh. All too soon it happened, his dick acted all weird jumping uncontrollably his balls drew up and Jordan let out a deep sigh. The taste was awesome, his balls giving up the little wet love they held for me. I was in heaven! I did not know how much came out but I liked it. He was supposed to suck mine next time. I'm bet he was surprised when he found my apartment empty. Kyle kicked the back of the seat snapping me out of my trance, I shifted to adjust my hard dick feeling a little sick to my stomach. I missed Jordan. "This is fucked up Dad." I sighed to myself. "What's that, Kev?" "Nothing." My tears slid across my face in the wind and I sucked the snot up my nose trying to be invisible. I wondered if Jordan and me would ever see each other again, fucking no way! I buried my face into my arm and sucked on my wrist muffling my sobs as I cried quietly to myself. "Ouch!" I screamed, jerking up. I sat up in the car holding my ear, fuck it stung. I felt my ear and found it bleeding, what the fuck! "Are you okay, Kev?" Kyle asked popping up from the back seat. "Fuck Kev, you're bleeding." Dad shouted, "Do you need me to stop?" "No, just leave me alone!" It's a bug Kev," Kyle cheered, "you're not bleeding!" Kyle reached out and slid his fingers over mine as I rubbed the bug residue off of my ear. He was up over the back seat so far I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He always loved me no matter what and was genuinely upset that I was hurt. I slid his hand around and kissed his fingers, my dick stirred again. "I'm okay Buddy," I sighed, "lay back down." I kissed my brother's hand a few more times until I saw my Dad smiling at me. Kyle flopped back into the back seat and started humming a song from a cartoon he had seen. I moved to look back out of the window but Dad pulled on my shoulder. His look was sweet and loving, a look I had not seen in a long time. I lay back down resting my head on his leg. I stretched out with my feet out the window. I watched the random white clouds drift across the blue sky. The warm breeze danced across my half naked body caressing me with the soft gentle wind. I jumped when Dad rested his hand on my stomach gently rubbing with his fingers, he never touched me lovingly any more, not since that day. Dad pulled his hand away when I jumped. "Please don't stop, Dad." I sighed, grabbing Dad's hand. Dad smiled at me and his hand melted into my skin, rubbing, loving. Dad rubbed my belly button, my mind drifted back to another time. I was young, very young. Mom insisted that Dad take me with him because Kyle was sick; Dad never took me when Kat and him went out. I was thrilled to be going with them but Dad wasn't. Kat was around eleven and very bossy but I did not care. It was kind of weird but we all sat in the front seat, Kat in the middle. Dad rubbed his hand up her leg under her skirt with me watching fascinated, Dad never did that at home. I jumped when Kat rubbed the front of my pants; she had a weird look on her face. I freaked out when she slipped her hand under the waist band of my shorts. I got really excited when we parked in front of a big house with a swing set in the front yard. I was also happy to have Kat's hand out of my pants. "Daddy, can I swing?" I chirped, dashing from the car. "You sure can, Buddy." Tom cheered messing my hair. "Tommy, it's you, you live here?" Tom often came over to our house when his sister would go to a Girl Scout thing with Kat and Dad. He was an awkward kid with lots of red hair and freckles, he really liked me. He squatted down in front of me and rolled his hands on my shoulders. I was fascinated by his emerald green eyes and the sweet smelling stuff he always had on. Tom had weird red bumps here and there on his face some with black centers, I didn't care. He liked to play with me even though he was fourteen, we would try to gross each other out so I was going to get him first. My finger was franticly working a crusty bugger out of my nose, got it! The two of us marveled at the yellow, brown and green nugget that rested atop my finger, we smiled. I slipped my bugger topped finger into my mouth to gross out the teenager for sure, no luck. "Nice one Kev." Tom chuckled, "I'll push you." Tom pushed me for a while on the swing and I chattered about my new toy car. We ran around the yard and played in the bushes. I loved rolling around with the older boy, he liked to tickle me jabbing his fingers under my arms. He pinned me, not hard but fun. I liked this game. Tom drew up a big lugie and let it slide near my face. I giggled and squirmed as the slime got closer and closer. Then he would suck it back up. After several close calls it was time to share. I relaxed and held my mouth open. Tom let the wad of mucus, snot and spit slid out again, he got closer. When the goo hit the back of my throat our lips came together, Tom rested down spread out on top of me. He had taught me to use my tongue to try to get the wad back into his mouth. He would fight back with his tongue. "Tom!" my Dad scolded from the porch, "don't do that shit outside; someone might see you." "Come on Kev, let's go to my room." Tommy beamed helping me up. I followed Tommy into the house and up the stairs. We passed a big dark room with red glow from a small lamp by a big bed. I stopped to watch Tommy's Dad put stuff on Kat's face; she kind of looked like a clown. I wondered why she had taken off her Girl Scout uniform. "Kev, you can't go in there." Tommy whispered pulling me along to his room. "Wow, you have a lot of toys!" I exclaimed looking at the teenager's collection of stuff. Tommy locked his door behind him and I headed for a pile of toy cars. I was surprised that a teenager had so many toys but was glad he did. He sat with me and we played. I giggled when he rolled a small car over my back, down my front and around my tummy. I squealed out when he rolled the toy car over my crotch. I liked it when he let the car fall from his fingers and he rubbed my wiener through my pants. Tommy kissed my cheek and pulled on my shirt bottom. Up and over my head went my shirt. His hands slid over my bare back and tummy. He kept pushing his hard wiener into me while he licked my skin, I liked it. He reached for my pants and opened the front. Now I got scared. "You are not supposed to do that Tommy." "If we both do it we will both be bad, don't you want to be naughty with me." I offered no resistance when Tommy pulled my pants off. He showed me lots of fun stuff we could do with our wieners and I remember his dick was big and he had lots of red hair all around it. I didn't like it when he put it into my mouth but I let him. That was a long time ago. I heard a screech in the air and woke back up. "An eagle." I sighed, recognizing the cry as I snapped back into the present; I decided not to share about the bird with Dad or Kyle. I groaned and shifted in the front seat of the car. Dad's touch was loving and sweet, something I had not felt in a while. He was making small circles rubbing my tummy. Maybe I did not hate him after all. My mind drifted to Jordan, we used to rub each other when I would spend the night. Fuck I missed him. We would watch TV with me resting up against Jordan's chest. His arms would be around me and our smell would mingle. Jordan had big hands with long fingers. He would be so gentle, caressing me while we sat naked in silence just loving being together. We hit another bump and I opened my eyes.Dad's fingers were rubbing me with affection fuck it felt good. Then I realized that I was hard! "Fuck, sorry." I stammered sitting back up. "It is okay Kev, lay back down." "I'm fine." I huffed, a single tear rolled over my cheek. Dad squeezed and rubbed my neck. I pushed his hand away and turned back to the window. I felt Dad's hand rubbing my back. My mind drifted to that day, that fucked up day. Dad gave me Kyle to feed, Mom was already at work. I was just little but I knew that if I was given Kyle I had to look after him. Kyle was wearing a little dress and some frilly tights. He smelled like baby powder and had some ribbons in his hair. I thought he looked stupid so I took the shit off of him. When he finished his bottle I took his pink diaper off, then I snuggled him with me in my bed. I did not care if he pissed or not. I just wanted to love him. Dad and Kat were in a different world, a world I wanted no part of. They did not want us either. I held my baby brother close, holding him in my arms. We shared a bed sleeping together and if he wet I would piss the bed too, I don't know why. My head snapped as Dad veered off the road a little to avoid a pot hole. "Kev, you are really going to like L.A." Dad sighed rubbing my back. "I really liked Orlando, Dad." "I'm sorry, we had to leave, you know that, Kev?" I let out a deep sigh and rested back into my Dad's lap. His thigh was soft and warm; I liked resting on Dad, even when I hated him. Dad popped the button on my pants and let the zipper down. I closed my eyes and Dad started rubbing my tummy some more, his fingers started to slip under my waist band, I fell asleep knowing Dad was going to touch my dick. The care rocked and pitched! "Dad?" I asked confused when we pulled off of the interstate. Dad was gently rubbing my dick, something else he had not done for a years. I closed my eyes enjoying the small circles my Dad was making on my rock hard dick outlining my dick head under my foreskin. Dads hand left my underwear when we pulled into the driveway of McDonalds. I sat up and fixed my pants. I found my t-shirt mashed up under me, it stunk bad from three days on the road. "Hey Buddy, get me a shirt from the back, this one is dirty." I smiled tossing my shirt into Kyle's face. Kyle giggled and headed over the back seat his little cartoon covered bottom sticking up in the air. Dad parked the car, got out and lit a cigarette. I knew the McDonalds drill, a quarter pounder each for Dad and me, a small Coke for us to share and a plain hamburger Happy meal for Kyle. Dad stared off into the distance as if he was in a trance or something. I knew he would be pissed if I asked for money so I just waited. Kyle tossed a tank-top over my head. "Thanks, Kiddo." I chuckled reaching over the seat to tickle my little brother. "Here, Kev." Dad sighed; handing me three waded up five dollar bills. "Thanks Dad, I'll be right back." "Go with Kevin if you need to take a piss or something, Kyle." "I'm goody to go, Daddy." Kyle chirped. I pulled the tank-top on as I walked to McDonalds. The pavement was hot as hell so I walked quickly. The place was crowded but who cares, I needed a break from the road anyways. I trotted to the bathroom and waited for the stall to open. A small boy came out smiling at me, I smiled back and messed his hair. The boy had pissed all over the toilet seat, so cute. I tasted a little of his piss before cleaning up the mess with some toilet paper. His little boy piss was good. Some other boys in the restroom laughed when I let out a huge fart and my turd hit the water splashing up onto my ass. I let out a sigh of relief glad to be free of my log jam. I wiped my ass and headed to get in line to order. "Fuck," I sighed, seeing Dad and Kyle waiting for me to come out of the restroom, what did I do now? "Hey Kev, you must of laid a big egg." Dad giggled. "Yeah a big poo poo, Kev." Kyle laughed Kyle was so cute standing there wearing my dirty t-shirt, the neck hole exposing his left shoulder and no pants, like me he was barefoot. Dad seemed to be okay and not mad at me but I was not sure what was going on. "What do you want Kev, anything at all." Dad smiled. "Really? Anything?" I gasped. "Really, Kev." Dad hushed, rubbing my back. I walked up to the counter and gulped, Dad was acting weird, he never let me get what I wanted. "Can I have the crispy chicken sandwich please?" I said meekly, "to go." "He will have a large fries and a chocolate shake with that." Dad interrupted, "I'll have the same, the little one will have the chicken nuggets Happy Meal and we will eat in." "Oh sorry Dad, here." I said pulling the wadded up bills from my pocket. "Thank you for the awesome lunch." "Keep it Kev, it is not much but you need a few bucks in your wallet." "Fuck Dad, thanks!" "Kev, watch your language." Dad chuckled, messing my hair. We laughed joked and played at lunch including the fact that I did not have a wallet. I did not know who this guy was who was pretending to be Dad but I did not want him to leave. I ate all of my lunch and gave half of my milkshake to Kyle. Kyle drank the milkshake first and did not finish his fries, Dad and me took care of that. Kyle was up on his knees squirming as he sucked on the last few drops of his shake. My heart started pounding when my t-shirt he was wearing hiked up a little and I realized Kyle did not have on any underwear. My mouth watered and my dick swelled as I thought about Kyle's little worm dangling freely under the cotton of my stinky t-shirt. I tugged it down and Kyle giggled standing. "I'll race you to the car, Kev!" "Is it okay, may we be excused, Dad?" "Sure thing Bud, but it is my turn to take a dump." Dad chuckled, "I'll be right out." Kyle and I raced to the car and of course I won. We got into the back seat and I tickled him. He was so warm and soft. My fingers found his dick and I played with his soft pink tube. "Stop it Kev, you are not supposed to do that in the car." Kyle complained pushing my hand away from his crotch. We horsed around until Dad came out. "You guys ready to go?" "Yeppy-doodle-do, Daddy." Kyle peeped. "I'm going to ride back here with Kyle for a while if that is all right Dad." I sighed, "I want to nap with him." "I think I can get along without a copilot for a while." Dad smiled. I fixed a pillow for Kyle on the driver's side of the car. He rested back and I pulled his filthy feet into my lap. I brushed as much grit from his feet as I could and began my massage. Kyle closed his eye knowing that I would put him to sleep. I often rubbed his feet for as long as I can remember. I could see the tip of his foreskin under my t-shirt and smiled at my cute little brother. I closed my eyes enjoying my brother's feet and soft legs as we rolled down the interstate. I thought about Jordan and how much I was going to miss him. His dick was so awesome and I was glad that I got to suck him off before we left. Before Jordan I had sucked on a few dicks before, grown men and of course Kyle but never a boy my age. I wish we could have done more stuff together. I tried to remember how his balls smelled and how soft they were when I pressed my face into them. I undid my pants and pulled the zipper down. I fished my dick out of the fly rubbing it on Kyle's feet. He was out and oblivious about me rubbing my dick onto his feet. I remembered how Jordan and me would hump our dicks between each other feet, we were silly and full of giggles. I let my hand drift up Kyle's leg and pushed at the long t-shirt exposing my little brother middle. I gently pulled on his dick as I fucked his feet. I had my eyes closed as I took love from my unknowing little brother as he slept. I loved the way his little toes curled as my dick head slid over them, my foreskin rolling. "Fuck Kyle." I hissed under my breath. I leaned over and took Kyle's dick into my mouth humping the shit out of his feet. I felt Dad's fingers running through my hair. Kyle's dick was hot and hard, awesome! I was taking long strokes on my brother's dick burying my face down hard into his hairless crotch. Faster and faster I went. I felt a burning in my crotch and my frantic dick was on fire. The smell of my sweat saturated shirt Kyle had on made me even hornier. Kyle let out a deep sigh and I felt his dick jumping, got him. "That's it Kyle," Dad whispered. Suddenly I was there, I pushed hard between Kyle's feet and my meager cum spewed out the tip of my dick. Fuck I needed to cum. I sat up and saw Dad panting with Kyle's underwear pressed into his face. Did he like boys now? Kyle sat up giggling, pulling off my t-shirt to wipe the cum from his shins. When he was done I cleaned up too. "Here Buddy." Dad laughed tossing Kyle's underwear to the back seat, "I need that shirt when you are done, Kev." I tossed the nasty sweat and cum soaked t-shirt to Dad and fixed my pants back. I could tell Dad was cleaning up his own mess. He tossed the shirt back over the seat hitting me in the face. I cracked up and tossed it at Kyle; he tossed it back at me. I liked the damp cottons hitting my face, the strong smell of Dad's cum filling my lungs. The mood in the car was fun and playful, something we had not experienced in a long time. With our stomachs full and our balls drained we felt awesome. I crawled back into the front seat leaving my tank-top behind so I would be shirtless like Dad. "Thanks, Dad." I sighed rubbing Dad's neck. "Well, I figured we owed ourselves a good lunch after two days in the car." "No Dad, thanks for being the old Dad for a while." "You are Daddy delicious, Daddy." Kyle peeped. I snuggled in next to Dad and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, hugging me. It was still hot as hell and we sweated into each other, I liked him sweating on me. His skin was hot and his arm pit was wet. My lungs filled with the smell of the stinky man, cum, sweat and cigarettes. Maybe this was a new begging for us, I did not want more of the same. I drifted off a little as I melted into Dad. I remembered Tommy taking me to his bedroom another time, it was awesome! Kat was playing dress up again and I was ordered to stay in Tommy's room. Tommy turned on the TV and I sat down to watch cartoons. He pulled my shoes off and I thought it was funny when he sniffed the insides. Playfully I pulled off his big shoes and they smelled nasty but I liked it. Before long we were both naked. We tickled a little but mostly he rubbed and kissed me. I liked the way his boner leaked and the way his big red bush smelled. He scooped me up and put me on the bed. "Here Kev, I got a surprise for you on the computer." I turned to my side and gasped. Two men were naked playing with their wienies. Tommy snuggled in behind me and worked his wienie between my legs, it leaked and I got slippery down there. Tommy was heavy and hot as he pushed his wiener back and forth between my legs. He rolled my hard little spike in his fingers. I watched one man put his wienie into the other man's bottom. I did not know why someone would do that. "Oh Kev, you are so sexy." Tommy sighed pulling me in tight. He pushed forward and cum came out of his dick, I didn't know what it was so the teenager did his best to explain. "Do it again Tommy" I cheered smelling the goo. "Here Kev, suck my dick and I will do it again, it's fun." I did not really want to suck Tommy's wiener but he really liked it when I did. It tasted funny because he had just cum but I kind of liked it. Tommy moaned and rubbed my back as I did my best I could with his big dick head. "Just stay on the tip, Kev!" I held my mouth steadily on Tommy's dick head while he jacked off. Then He shot his load, I choked and it shot out my nose. Tommy eventually calmed me down saying what a big boy I was for eating his cum. Then he sucked my dick, and I could not believe how good it felt. The more he sucked the better it felt. I got a little scared when my tummy started to feel funny. Tommy sensed that something was worrying me and he told me just to relax and enjoy it. "My middle is going to break Tommy, something is wrong with my wiener!" Then it happened, my first dry cum and it was incredible. I could not stop shaking as waves of immense pleasure washed over me. I could feel my wiener stretching and pulsing in Tommy's mouth. I whimpered, tears of joy rolling out of the corners of my eyes. "There you go Kev, how did you like that?" I did not answer, I couldn't. But I knew I wanted to do it again. The car bumped again snapping me awake. I stretched my arms over my head and curled my toes. "Shit!" sorry Dad." I startled awake as we pulled into the parking lot of a Motel 6, "I fell asleep." "No problem, Kev," Dad sighed, killing the engine, "Can you get some clothes on Kyle while I get us registered." "Sure Dad" I yawned. "What time is it?" "Nearly 9:00, we can eat across the street at Denny's." I found my flip flops and got in the back seat to get my sleeping little brother up, well kind of, I found his shorts and a t-shirt. He fought me but I got him dressed anyway. I looked everywhere for his flip flops but could only find one. I dug through the back of the car retrieving a pair of holy black and white checkered Vans. "I don't want to wear shoes, Kev." Kyle whined. "I know, just till we are back at the Motel room then you can take them off." I twisted at the shoe as Kyle arched his foot to make it harder. "What about my flippers." "I could only find one, just wear these for now." Kyle eventually gave up the fight and let me put his shoes on. I messed with his hair and got it to lay down with a little help from my spit. He fussed at me at first and then started to wake up. "We are not sleeping in the car?" Kyle asked confused. "No, Buddy," I said, still messing with his clothes, "we are staying here and we are eating at Denny's." "We are?" Kyle gasped wide eyed. "Come on get out." I pulled Kyle from the car and watched him squirm. "I have to wee, Kev." Kyle whined. "Come here." I opened the door to give him cover. Kyle stood in front of me facing the door releasing his bladder. I reached around him and took over holding his dick so he did not spray the inside of the car door. I really liked the feeling of piss flowing through my brother's little dick, shit I liked everything about my little brother's dick. "Daddy!" Kyle cheered squirting the last of his piss out. "Sorry Dad, he couldn't wait." I chuckled. I did a good job at keeping his piss off of the door but it dribbled onto my feet and Kyle's shoes. I like the warm dick juice as it trickled between my toes. Dinner was nice and uneventful we were all tired from the day's journey. It was nice to make small talk with Dad about moving to California. I decided not to give him any more shit about it. Kyle mostly played with his food singing a made up song, fuck he was cute. As we walked back to the Motel I grabbed Dad's smokes from his shirt pocket. He smiled at me and handed me his lighter. We used to play this game when I was little. I put a cigarette in my lips and lit it, like every other time I choked and coughed. We laughed and I handed Dad his smoke. Kyle looked on in wonder having never seen the game before. "I want to smoke too, Daddy!" Kyle cheered. "NO!" Both Dad and me scolded before we busted up laughing. "You can light my cigarette next time, Kyle." Dad said softly hugging Kyle. "Man I want to take a shower Dad, it will be awesome, I smell really bad." I huffed sniffing my arm pit. "You really stink badly, Kev." Kyle laughed. "Do you mind taking a bath and taking Kyle with you?" "Okay Dad, I like washing Kyle." "Why don't you guys go first, I can wait for my shower boys." Dad sighed squeezing my neck. Now I was confused, Dad was always first and we followed behind hoping for hot water. Sometimes he took me to the shower with him when he wanted me to wash him, nothing about me. He used to always wash Kat when Mom was not at home. "Thanks Dad, that's awesome." I said quietly. I fixed the bath while Dad went to the liquor store. Kyle was naked in seconds and I soon followed. We faced each other in the tub and I started on Kyle's black feet. He giggled when I washed between his toes. "Kev?" "What is it, Sweetie?" "Why do you suck my wienie, they tell me that is bad?" "Who tells you that, Kyle?" "The man at school, he says touching wienies is bad touching and I should tell." "Do you think it is bad touching?" Kyle just shrugged his shoulders. "Do you want me to stop?" He shrugged his shoulders again. I worked the soap over his leg rolling my fingers between his balls and leg. I liked the brown color the water had taken on by our dirty feet. My hands slid up his other leg, sliding over his dick. I pick up his nearly clean foot and kissed it. "You know Kyle, no one will ever love you as much as me and I don't want to do anything you don't want me too, not ever." "I know." Kyle whispered rubbing dirt from my foot, picking at my toenail. "Okay, no more touching Kyle's dick!" I cheered messing Kyle's hair. I continued to wash Kyle's small body while his little wheels turned in his head. I held his left hand working my thumbs into his palm. I liked his hands a lot for some reason, his little fingerprints were cute. I traced the lines on his palm before pressing his hand into my face and kissing it. "Kev?" "Yes Kyle, what is it?" "My wienie likes it when you play with it." "Is your wienie bad, Kido?" "No silly, wienies can't be bad." Kyle giggled pulling his hand away. "Maybe you should decide what is okay for you, here stand up." Kyle stood and I watched the water run off of him. Then I pulled him to me and sucked his little soft spike into my mouth. He tried to pull away giggling but not all that hard. I loved rolling my tongue in his foreskin and the way his dick got hard in my mouth. He settled in and let me suck his dick. "Who are you going to believe Kyle, your dick or the ass hole at your school?" "My wienie!" Kyle cheered pushing his dick into my face. I held him loving his small hard dick. His breathing changed and I felt his dick get even harder. He smelled like soap causing me to wish he was not so clean. I my hands drifted over his fingers, arms, face, chest, tummy and legs as I made love to him. Kyle grabbed my head to steady himself and he trembled. He was having a big dry cum. I loved his hot little pulsing dick in my mouth. "Don't you ever get enough of Kyle's dick, Kev?" Dad laughed, "I got ice cream" I kept Kyle's dick in my mouth and jacked off as fast as I could, fuck Dad got ice cream! Dad laughed as cum shoot from my dick, shit it felt good to be back on track with my cum. We watched TV for a while after we had some ice cream. Kyle and me shared a bed, a beer, and then two more beers. Kyle fell asleep and I rested into the cool sheets. Dad got his lap top out and I pretended to be asleep. Whit his back up against the head board I watched him play with his dick. There were pictures of little girls on the screen, all nude. I flashed back to that day, that fucked up day that changed everything. "Kev, I have a new game t play." Dad whispered. "What are we going to play, Daddy?" I chirped. "We are going to play dress up like Kat does." "Can I be a robot, Daddy?" I begged. "Look at these panties Kev, they are so pretty, don't you think?" "But I don't want to wear girl's panties, I want to be a robot or, I know a Super Hero!" "You are going to look so Hot, Kev." Dad hissed, holding up little girls under shirt before pressing it into his face. "But, Daddy?" I shuddered and snapped out of it, I did not want to think about that day. Not now, not with Dad being nice. I looked over just in time to see Dad cum when the little girl on the computer got fucked by a big hairy man. I turned away and cried softly holding Kyle. I fell asleep my loving arms wrapped around my brother. "Okay boys, time to get up!" Dad cheered shaking me by the shoulder. "Morning Daddy." Kyle yawned stretching his arms over his head. "Morn, Dad." My turn to stretch. "Well guys this is it, in five hours we will be in LA!" "Yippy, Daddy!" Kyle beamed. "Cool Dad, I am so ready to get there, will Uncle Ernie meet us?" "I hope so, I'm supposed to call him when we get to Palm Springs." Dad and me ate grand slams, once again Dad was being nice to me. Kyle had a strawberry and whip cream pancake that he mostly played with. I fixed that shoving what Kyle didn't eat into my mouth. We put our shit back into the car and Kyle stripped to his underwear. Dad nodded and I stripped to my boxers. We had several more hours of desert to get through. "We are on our way, Dad!" I cheered giving Dad a high five before getting into the car. We were only on the road for about fifteen minutes before I rested back down with my head in Dad's lap. He started to rub my chest and tummy and before I knew it he had his hand in my boxers. "That feels awesome Dad." I sighed. Dad continued to jack me off as the miles passed under the old car. I was getting close, very close. I pushed my boxers down not caring if a trucker saw when a truck passed. Then I slipped them all the way off spreading my legs wide. I could tell Dad was nervous but he found a safe place behind a truck rolling fast enough so no other trucks would pass us. The hot air blowing through the open windows caressed my body. I smelled soap and my sweat rolling in the air as Dad jacked me off. "I'm going to cum, Dad." I sighed. "Cool Kev." Dad whispered, jacking my dick faster. "Fuck Dad." I huffed, the little bit of cum I had flying from my dick. I rested back down, cum dribbling on my stomach. Dad and me ate the "evidence" giggling. I liked eating my cum and it looks like Dad likes it too. Dad never ate my cum before, fuck this was weird but then again a few weeks ago I could not even make cum. If I was going to make Dad stay this way I had to work fast! I rolled onto my tummy and pulled Dad's zipper down and opened his pants. Dad squirmed and pushed his pants and underwear around his knees. His dick stunk like most grown men. He filled out as I rolled his thick shaft in my fingers. I rolled his foreskin back and wiped the white cheese from his dick before sliding it into my mouth. Oh, Kev." Dad hushed unbuttoning his shirt. Dad pulled off of the road and drove down a dirt road a short distance. We parked behind some trees. He pushed the seat back as far as it would go giving me more room to work on his dick. Fuck it tasted nasty, dirty but I did not care. I had to make Dad feel good. Kyle giggled as he watched from the back seat. "All most, Kev." Dad panted. My head was bobbing like crazy, my tongue poked at Dad's foreskin; my fingers rolled his sweaty balls. I could taste his dick getting ready, awesome. Dad was breathing heavily as he moaned out my name. "Get ready, Baby." Dad panted, running his fingers in my hair. Dad's dick started to twitch and pulse, I swallowed fast. Shit his cum was strong and smelly. I did not really want to swallow it but I did. As he settled down I sat up, smiled coyly as pulled my boxers back on. "Kev, why did you do that?" Dad panted; shirt open, pants down. "I thought your dick might like some company." I giggled, wiping cum from the corner of my mouth. "You guys are silly, Kev." Kyle peeped, getting out of the car to piss. Kyle pushed his underwear down to his ankles and he grunted. Dust billowed out from his spray as Kyle made a design in the dirt with his yellow piss, he was singing again. Fuck he was a happy little kid. I watched Kyle spurt the last drops out and he squatted grunting. "Kyle, NO!" I shouted rushing out of the car. I watched a ribbon of loose shit slide out of Kyle's ass and into the dirt and also into his underwear. Dad was laughing his ass off. "Nice one, Buddy." Dad laughed. Kyle looked a little surprised and he used his feet to push out of his messed up underoos. Of course he got shit on his feet in the process. Dad was still laughing a little when I cleaned Kyle up with some left over napkins. This was also weird for both me and Kyle. Dad would have normally been pissed. He straightened himself out, leaned up against the fender of the car and lit up a smoke. He looked off into the distance taking a long drag of smoke into his lungs. "You know I could just leave you guys out here and no one would ever find you." I swallowed hard and started to tremble silently finishing up Kyle. I could see the fear on Kyle's face as we looked for comfort in each other's eyes. There was none to be found. Tears were welling up in me and Kyle's eyes. I held my breath. "Got Ya!" Dad cheered, flicking his cigarette, chasing us playfully, "Let's go guys." "You ass hole; maybe we will leave you out here!" I jeered, jabbing my fingers into Dad's ribs. The mood was playful as our old piece of shit station wagon rocked back to the interstate, Kyle's shitty underwear left behind. Kyle found another one of my dirty, stinky t-shirts to wear, nothing else. Dad turned on the radio and we all sang along with the stupid oldies. Kyle and me did not know any of the words but who cares. Dad had not done anything like this since that day. He was back calling me his copilot and I felt happy to play along. "There is a gas station over there, Dad!" We rumbled to the pump on fumes. The gas gauge did not work and we always had to guess when we needed gas. Dad went inside and I manned the pump. When I heard it click on I started to fill the tank. Kyle ran to find the restroom. I washed the windows and watched the masses of windmills that surrounded us, they were everywhere. Dad came out with bags of junk food from the mini-mart. "Where's Kyle?" Dad asked "I'll get him." I said running into the wind. I bumped into a large bald man as I went inside of men's room. He rubbed the back of his hand over my cheek and smiled at me, I knew the look. I glared at the man and pushed my way inside. "Kyle, are you okay?" "Yep, almost finished." Something was not quite right. I pulled out my pocket knife and unlocked the handicap stall. Kyle was naked and his dick was wet and hard rolling in his fingers. He was chewing on some candy. He gasped when I walked in on him and locked the stall back behind me. "What the fuck, Kyle!" Kyle's eyes filled with tears and he turned his back to me. "What are you doing?" Kyle just shrugged his shoulders and stared into the toilet bowl. "Did you touch that fat fucks dick?" "No, he just wanted to see mine." Kyle whispered. "Kyle you know better than that!" I cursed at my little brother. "But he had candy, Kev." "Spit that shit out now, Kyle!" "No!" "Don't fuck this up for us Kyle!" I picked up my dirty t-shirt Kyle had on from the floor and pushed it back over his head. "I'm sorry I know I was bad." I squatted down, turned Kyle around and looked him dead in the eyes. "Look, Kyle, you can't do shit with strangers, they might hurt you." "I'm sorry, I just wanted candy." "It is okay, Sweetie but Dad got us stuff to eat." I sighed, "Spit out the candy Kyle and let me clean your face up." "You won't tell Daddy?" Kyle hushed, spitting the candy to the floor. "No, I won't tell, you know that, Kyle." When we pulled back onto the interstate Dad did not have a clue what Kyle had done. It was my fault for not watching him more closely and I felt like shit for it. Kyle is my responsibility and I had let him down. The traffic got worst and we could see the LA buildings sticking out of the smog. This was a new start for us. Uncle Ernie was looking forward to seeing us, it had been years and Kyle did not even remember him. "Fucking yes, Dad! This will be awesome!" Kyle crawled into the front seat with us as we saw are new home splay out in front of us. "Fuck, Dad LA is huge!"I went on, "I can lean to surf!" KK Hey guys, A new style for me I hope you were able to follow the story. I know this family is really fucked up but I think it will play out well. You know I like happy endings. Please let me know what you think. I love to hear from readers. Don't forget to donate to the hard work Nifty does to keep this site for all of us to enjoy. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html