Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2001 20:21:37 +0100 (GMT+01:00)
From: NOFX@4-your-eyes-only.com
Subject: Brotherly Love

This is my first story so I hope you have as much pleasure reading it as I
did writing it. I would like to thank the authors of Nifty for inspiring me
to write. Particularly the authors of Brothers and Friends, Revisiting the
Past and Seventh Grade April Fools, for their contribution to the Nifty
archive.

!!Don't read the following story if:!!
Your under or 21 (depending on where you live)
You disapprove of child brothers engaging in sexual activity
You are offended by gay content

Brotherly Love


Darkness fell across the land. The sun dropped as the almighty full moon
took its place in the heavens. Standing proud amongst the twinkling stars,
it's shone an eerily white. The winter air was cold and bitter. The wind
found its way into every crack and crevice around. The sub-urban
neighbourhood of Donsville lay quietly down to sleep. Every last curtain is
drawn; every activity brought to a sinister halt. All except, for the
antics of Number 72...
	The mother and father of the house hold were sleeping soundly, not
a flutter they made. Two of the three children, however, portrayed
different rolls. Jake, 9, and Luke, 12, shared a bedroom, they have done
since they moved into the house years ago when Jake was a toddler. The
eldest brother Marc was 17, and had his own room with his own space. Marc
slept quietly, getting ready for college the next day, the first day back
after Easter break. Jake and Luke were in different schools, but both went
back on the same day, tomorrow. Naturally, being kids, they couldn't sleep,
and couldn't be bothered with TV. There would only be cheap porn on anyway,
which Luke found incredible, but they would always grass each other up, so
this was out of the question. The relationship they had was amazing, they
were the very best of friends, but they found humour when the other got
bollocked for something. Over the past few days, Luke had been trying
something different with one of his friends. Now he was 12, he was
discovering the fine art of masturbation for himself. He knew that if he
were caught doing it he'd never hear the end of it, so he did it privately
in the bathroom, or when Jake was sleeping. He thought about the
consequences and cringed, then smiled, he knew have to have two good times
for the price of one.
	"Hey Jay." He said, making sure not to wake anybody up. Jake was
listening to his Walkman and never heard, not wanting to speak up, he did
the next best thing: he threw a trainer at him.
	"Ah shit." Jake said as the trainer hit him in the stomach. "What
do you want?" He held his stomach, sensing a bruise. "That fuckin hurt,
dick!" He'd picked up his new-found vocabulary from Luke, who in turn
picked it up from Marc.
	"You watch your mouth, man. Besides, I didn't even throw it that
fuckin hard." He laughed as he watched Jake sit up in bed, trying to look
as if he was in pain.
	"What the hell do you want?"
	"I want a little fun." Luke said. If you haven't figured it out
yet, he was planning to get his brother to masturbate then get his parents
to catch him. He pictured Jake holding his little prick in his hands. He
thought about what it would look like. With them being brothers and sharing
a bedroom, he'd seen it plenty of times before, but never hard and never
getting action.
	"What kind of fun?" Jake asked. "Is it the type where you tell me
something like you think you saw a clown outside the window and I stay
awake all night?" Jake was scared shit of clowns, plus his bed was next to
the window. When they were younger, it was one of Luke's favourite jokes,
because Jake always fell for it. But lately he'd been catching on and
showing his brother the finger.
	"No, I mean real fun." He also propped himself up. "Jake," he
began, "have you ever jerked off?" He couldn't believe he was saying this.
	"Have I what?" Jake had totally lost track of what was happening,
he was confused.
	"You know, jerked off." He thought about being 9, and how Marc had
tought him the process. They used to do it all the time, then they stopped,
and he never did it again until one of his friends brought it up and they
did it to each other.
	"No, I don't know. Tell me." Jake's confusion was turning into
frustration. Frustration that he didn't know what jerking off was, he'd
heard it on TV, but he just didn't know.
	"Do you want me to show you?" Luke said, his boner straining in his
boxers.
	"Yeah!" He said anxiously, wanting to be filled in.
	"Alright, but remember, you asked." He pulled back the covers and
sat on the side of the bed facing Jake. He turned the small lamp on between
the beds; they didn't react to the light. The lamp had a dimmer, which was
always on dull enough so it didn't hurt your eyes, but bright enough so you
could see. His hard on was poking through the fly on his boxers, so he
pulled them right off. As he sat naked, pre-cum was forming on his five
incher.
	"What the hell are you doing?" Jake cried. He pretended to be
grossed out, but he was getting hard under the covers.
	"Just do what I do." Luke said, pulling the covers on Jake's bed
back. He was revealed as hard when it tented his underwear sweats
slightly. He pulled them off and sat opposite Luke, who was watching his
every move. "OK, now, take you dick in your hand." He demonstrated, then
saw that Jake's three incher wouldn't fit a full hand. "Actually, just put
your thumb and first two fingers around it." He watched as Jake followed
his every instruction. "Now just rub the skin back and forth like this." He
started to masturbate slowly, then seeing Jake was doing it right, he
continued. "Now, with your left hand, tickle your balls like this." He
leaned over and cupped both of his brother's small balls into one hand, and
gently massaged them. He pulled hi hand away and did it to himself. "Now
start pulling the skin faster at the same time." He was now at full speed,
it looked as if he had like five hands he was going so fast. "Oh yeah." He
screamed under his breath, as he shot his load straight across the gap
between the beds, and perfectly onto Jake's young torso.
	"What the fuck is that?" He was so impressed he couldn't whisper,
he put his hand over his mouth and listened to the silence. The only noise
was the of Luke getting the left overs from his head.
	"It's cum, why?" Thinking back to the first time he ever saw Marc's
cum, he knew he should explain. "I'll tell you about it later. But firstly,
what do you think we should do about this mess?" This was going to be
better then planned.
	"Duh, clean it up." Jake went to wipe it off before Luke grabbed
his arm and shook his head.
	"There is a better way to clean it." Jake put his hand down and
watched Luke move onto his bed. He laid Jake flat of his back, and Licked
every drop of cum off his chest. He moved down and started licking his
crotch, where pubic hair would soon be growing. After a few minutes there,
he moved onto the hard on standing because eof all the licking. He ran his
tongue up the shaft, then put the whole thing in his mouth. He started
moving his head back and forward, jerking him with his mouth. He used his
tongue to play about with Jake's head. He rubbed his balls trying to give
him his first cum, but if he didn't have pubes yet, could he?
	"Ah." He moaned as his body tingled all over. His back arched
upward as he lifted his hips and came into Luke's mouth. Luke licked the
head even more, then used his tongue to explore his mouth. He came, but it
was a dry cum, his mouth was empty.
	"Don't worry he thought, there's always three years, then he'll
cum." He thought to himself.
	"Erm, Luke," Jake started, "you know how me and you always tell on
each other." Luke knew, or hoped, what was about to happen. He
nodded. "Well, I was thinking, why don't we stop that now, I want us to be
best friends who tell each other everything." This was it, the long awaited
truce.
	"Yeah, of course, but on one condition." He was going to take this
as far as he could.
	"Wait, first I want to make a condition." Luke wanted to suggest
that they fooled around like this every night, and anytime they could
during the day. No doubt Jake was going to say something really stupid he
thought. "I was kinda hoping we could do this every night." He looked at
Luke and raised his eyebrows. Luke just smiled.
	"Sure." He cuddle Jake and fell asleep with him in his arms. The
alarm clock went off on time, and they got dressed before their mom came
and busted them.

Thoughts and Comments please. Tell me how maybe I could improve the
story. If you like it tell me why, if you hate it, tell me why.
	While your here, I'm going to plug my other stories. Check out
Revisiting The Past, a fictional story about brothers and their
friends. And The Camp Camp, a true account of my first time.

Goodbye, and goodnight(?)