From: an41470@anon.penet.fi (M. Knight)
Reply-To: an41470@anon.penet.fi
Date: Mon, 15 Apr 1996 14:44:36 UTC
Subject: Brothers & Lovers

     The following is an erotic short story involving teenage
males.  It is a fictional story dreamed up by the writer's
overactive imagination and is not intended to resemble any real
situation.  However, the idea of teenage males having sex with
each other is something that we all know happens a lot in this
world.  Only the ignorant will try to deny it.
     You may distribute this story electronically as you wish
with this header intact, and you can print out one copy for your
personal use, but any other publication of this material will
require the author's written consent.
     This story is one in a series dealing with the same family
of brothers.  Each story is basically intended to stand on its
own without having too much overlap, but if you miss one and
would like a copy, you'll have to appeal to the net community at
large to repost stories you miss.  I don't have the time to
answer all requests for back issues.  I barely have time to write
these stories.
     As always, comments and encouragement are welcome.  Now,
enjoy!

                 Brothers & Lovers III
                         <Derek>

     I love the house when it's like this.  My parents have gone
out to a movie and won't be back for a few hours, Seth's working
at the video store until midnight, Derek is out with his
gymnastics friends, and Jordan went across the street to play at
a friend's.  Complete silence.  The whole place to myself.
     I watched X-Files in the den and made some nachos which I
ate there too.  (Mom would kill me if she found out I was eating
in the den.)  Then I went upstairs to my room, pulled out the
book _It_ by Stephen King, and started reading it in bed with a
glass of Coke.  Reading Stephen King and drinking in our rooms
were both forbidden by my parents.  I was having a great time.
     A friend of mine had just recently loaned me his book,
telling me this one was his favorite.  I was really enjoying it
and couldn't wait to finish it, so I eagerly tore into it.
     Time passed and I reached a part that I could tell was going
to be interesting.  King had written a part about these boys
lighting each other's farts, and he had gone into great detail
describing their dicks.  I felt my own start to harden as I read
on.  It got even better.
     After a couple of the boys left, the remaining two started
playing around with each other.  I reached down to my crotch and
started rubbing my erection through the cloth as I read the whole
scene.
     At the end, after they'd stopped the sex stuff, I put down
the book and laid back as I imagined in vivid detail these boys
playing with each other, and I expanded in my mind on the
original story as I continued to rub myself.
     I knew I didn't have to worry about Caine coming home for
quite a while, so I really let myself get into it.  Pulling my
shirt out from my pants, I slipped a hand up my chest and ran it
all over my smooth skin.  My hips started pushing up to meet my
hand as I rubbed harder and faster.
     Then I stopped for a second and undid the button on my jeans
and unzipped them.  I dipped my hand into my underwear and
started rubbing directly on the hot flesh of my dick.
     Suddenly I heard the front door slam shut downstairs.  It
was located directly under my room, so it was pretty easy to
hear.  Then I heard footsteps tramping up the stairs.  Damn!  Was
Caine home?
     I frantically zipped up my pants and buttoned them.  Then I
hopped out of bed and started stuffing my shirt into my pants. 
There was a rattle at the door as someone tried to open it.
     I tossed the book behind some other ones inside my
nightstand and shut the doors.
     "Derek, what are ya doin'?" Jordan's voice called as the
doorknob rattled some more.
     "Nothin'," I called back.
     Then I walked over to the door and unlocked it and opened it
up to my little brother.  He was a few inches shorter than me
with cute elfen little boy features still lingering on his
adolescent face.  He was coming into puberty at thirteen, and I
knew he would probably soon catch up to Caine and I in height. 
He had thick reddish brown hair and green eyes with freckles
across the bridge of his nose.
     "Did ya want to do somethin' with me?" Jordan asked.
     I shrugged.  I was disappointed my night had come so quickly
to an end, but doing stuff with Jordan could be kind of fun.  He
came up with some fun games every once in a while and with nobody
else around we had quite a bit more freedom.
     "What did you want to do?" I asked.
     "Can we play alien detectives?" he asked.
     "Sure," I answered, smiling.
     He ran off to his room eagerly and returned with a matching
set of his favorite guns.  They were white futuristic blasters
that lit up red in the barrel and squealed when you pulled the
trigger.  He gave one to me and stuck his in the waistband of his
pants.
     Then Jordan went about being Jordan.  He created whole
different worlds in each of the rooms and the hallway turned into
a spaceship that we could travel between each one.  As the game
went on we moved downstairs, and he invented even more worlds and
the story of the bad guys that we were chasing became even more
detailed.  We aimed and shot at empty space which would sometimes
be our prey and other times we'd miss.  Tiger, our dog, even got
to play a small role in the game.
     I would up getting kidnapped later on, and we moved back
upstairs where Jordan rescued me after much gunfire.  Then Jordan
moved us into the bathroom where he explained the aliens had
escaped to their water world.
     "We can't let them get away.  They think they're safe now,
but we'll get them," Jordan solemnly vowed.
     He pulled the shower curtain closed and turned on the water.
     "Jordan, what are you doing?" I asked.
     "Making the water world."
     "We aren't going to go in the shower, are we?" I asked.
     "It's not the shower," Jordan explained as he tested the
water.  "This is Aqua, planet of the evil fish people."
     "Let's just pretend we're in Aqua right now.  We don't have
to--"
     "No, this is Aqua," Jordan explained, pointing behind the
curtain.  He didn't like it when you messed with his game.  
     "Now, we have to take off our clothes because the water's
bad for them.  It'll eat them away."
     "If it's going to eat them, why won't it eat our flesh?" I
asked, still trying to get out of getting wet.
     Jordan scowled.  He was starting to get impatient with me. 
"It just eats synthetic fibers.  We'll be okay.  Now hurry up. 
They're getting away."
     Jordan pulled off his shirt and then plopped to the floor to
pull off his socks.  I frantically tried to think of a way to get
out of this, but Jordan really had me boxed in on this one.  I
felt really uncomfortable about taking off my clothes and getting
in the shower with him.  I'm a really private person, and I try
to only be naked in front of people when I can't avoid it.  As
Jordan shimmied out of his pants and underwear to show his tiny
white ass, I realized this was one of those times.
     "C'mon," Jordan said, turning and looking at me.  
     I cast my eyes down to his crotch and saw his little uncut
penis sticking straight out at me.  This wasn't the only surprise
though.  At the base of his cock now grew a few strands of
reddish hair.  I began to wonder if Jordan had planned this whole
thing.  Otherwise, why was he aroused?  This had turned into more
than a simple game.
     Nervously I undressed and soon let my own circumsized
erection pop out into the warm air.  Jordan had disappeared
behind the curtain with his gun, and I followed with my own.
     He put his finger to his lips in a shushing signal and
crouched down a little before walking towards the other end of
the tub.  Once we reached that end, Jordan pointed off in the
distance.
     "There they are," he whispered.  
     He aimed and fired.  Then I did too.
     "Oh no, they went into that dark cave over there," Jordan
explained.
     Then he hopped out of the tub and turned off the lights.  I
heard the curtain slide open again and Jordan plopped back into
the shower, closing the curtain behind him.
     "Okay, we're in the cave now.  Let's stick close together so
we don't get lost."
     "Okay," I answered.
     I put out a hand and felt the warm naked flesh of his back
in front of me.  I felt him start to walk towards the water
streaming down from the shower head.  Soon we were both standing
directly under the hot water.
     "I think they're close," Jordan whispered.
     I felt him turn around then.  His hand suddenly came in
contact with my right thigh.  It poked around there a couple of
times and then his fingertips were brushing against my ball sac. 
I sucked my breath in sharply at this, but then he was putting
his hand around my shaft and holding it gently in his grip. 
Jordan slowly pulled the loose skin towards him and then pushed
it back a little towards the base.
     By this time my eyes had adjusted to the dark and I could
just make out Jordan's little white body standing right across
from me in the stream of water.  His hand on my cock felt great,
but I wasn't quite sure what to do.  Should I just stand there
and let him jack me off?
     I decided that maybe he wanted me to return the favor, so I
reached out and ran a finger down his abdomen to slide across the
slick pubic hairs and then over the upper side of his erection. 
After pulling away my finger I let my whole hand feel his hard
little cock.  It was about three or four inches long.  I teased
back the foreskin and rubbed my thumb around the head.  I heard
him sigh as I did this.
     Jordan continued to slowly stroke my cock, keeping the
sexual tension in my groin at an even level.  I copied his motion
on his dick, involving the foreskin as I did so.  Using a couple
fingers, I gripped his shaft and pulled the skin around his shaft
towards me and then pushed it back, retracting the foreskin. 
Then I repeated the motion slowly.  Occasionally I'd rub my thumb
against the exposed head.
     Then I started to increase my motion, pulling faster on his
erection.  Jordan copied me, and I started to feel my groin boil
with pleasure.  I jerked harder and faster on Jordan's dick until
it stiffened up even more.  One hot spurt of liquid struck my
thigh followed by another as Jordan let out a long contented
sigh.
     His stroking had stopped as he climaxed, but once he
finished shooting, he started back at my cock like a good
trooper.  I fondled his balls while he stroked quickly on my
dick.  My orgasm washed over me quickly and I shot several
ribbons of cum against Jordan's chest.  He dropped my dick then,
and I panted quickly under the hot water until my breathing and
heart rate slowed down.
     Jordan was cleaning my cum off himself, so I followed suit,
wiping from my thigh the little bit he'd deposited there.  Then
he was shutting off the water and pulling open the curtain.  We
dried off and got dressed before either of us said anything.
     "It was fun hunting those aliens, wasn't it?" Jordan asked,
grinning at me.
     "Yeah, it was a lot of fun," I answered, smiling back at
him.