Date: Fri, 27 Jul 2018 17:45:25 -0400 From: Tj Morgan Subject: Casey and Justin DISCLAIMER: The following content may contain detailed descriptions of sexual interactions between a minor and adult. If the laws in your place of residence or your religious beliefs make it illegal or wrong to read such, do not continue. If this type of content offends you, do not continue. Any similarities to real people, places, and events are entirely coincidental. This work of fiction is NOT based on any real people, places or events. Nifty operates free for us only because there's people donate to keep it running. If you could be as kind as to donate to Nifty, it would be much appreciated. Donate at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html All work is owned by the author and may not be used without his consent. As always, your feedback is welcomed and appreciated: odies1971@aol.com Copyright 2018 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Judgment for the plaintiff in the amount of $573.35" Bang! Went the gavel as Judge Wapner issued his verdict. Thus, another case was ended on The People's Court. At just 14 years old, Casey already had an interest in the law, so The People's Court had become his favorite show. Then again, being that it was 1984, channels were scarce when you didn't have cable so there wasn't much else to watch on a lazy Thursday afternoon. It was summer vacation and Casey and his older brother, Justin, were trying to beat the heat by staying inside. At just before 1:00 in the afternoon, the sun had risen high and the temperature reached a blazing 98 degrees. The humidity was so high, Casey was sweating just lying on the couch. Casey had put on a little weight once he hit puberty. Once upon a time, he would have felt comfortable lying around shirtless. But now, well, even though it was only his brother at home right now, Casey still felt self-conscious. The thought of lounging around in nothing but his shorts (Casey had taken to going commando lately) began to stir his adolescent hormones. He thought about heading down to the bathroom to jerk off, but another case had come on the show. Lying on the couch with his head on the armrest, Justin was basically sitting behind Casey in Dad's recliner. Justin was two years older than Casey and had somehow come through puberty without putting on the weight that Casey had. In fact, Justin was one of those guys that girls flocked to. Casey even suspected that Justin might not be a virgin anymore. A cough made Casey turn his head in Justin's direction just in time to see Justin fingering an obvious bulge in his basketball shorts. "I'm not playing with myself," Justin said defensively. "Just need to readjust, you know?" Casey began to feel his own cock start to stiffen up. "What do I care if you play with it? It's your dick." "I'm not a queer, you faggot! And I can't believe you said dick. Mom hears you say that she'll wash your mouth out with soap." Even though every guy knew that every other guy jerked off, this was a time when the common misconception was that if you played with yourself, then you must obviously be gay. Since no one wanted to be considered gay, no one admitted jerking off. Truth was, Casey had become infatuated with his dick in the last couple of years. He would jerk off any chance that he could get, sometimes, multiple times a day. If the creaking of his brother's bed was any indication, Justin enjoyed it as well. "Yeah? And what'll she do if she hears you saying `faggot'? You'd get your butt spanked." Justin chuckled. "You'll say faggot and dick, but you won't say ass. What a pussy!" "Screw you, butt-muncher!" Casey replied. "Up yours, dickhead." "Cunt licker!" "Better a cunt licker than a cock sucker." "Takes one to know one, queerbait!" In a flash, Justin was out of the chair and wrestling Casey to the floor. Justin climbed on top of Casey and began to slap at him. Casey tried to curl into a fetal position, but couldn't because of Justin on his stomach. Casey protected his head with his arms and began to try and climb out from under his brother. After a couple moments, Casey had managed to flip over onto his stomach and started to crawl away. "You can't get away from me that easy, jerkwad!" Justin laughed. Casey pushed up with his hands and was able to unbalance Justin just enough that he could begin to crawl away. As he did, Justin reached out, grabbing the leg of Casey's shorts. As Casey crawled away, his shorts easily came off. Realizing he was naked from the waist down, he bolted behind the recliner. For a moment, Justin just sat there, holding his brother's shorts in his hands. It took him a moment to realize that his brother had not been wearing underwear and now stood behind the recliner in nothing but a t-shirt. Justin began to laugh and Casey knew he was doomed. In his mind, he pictured going back to school in a couple of months and facing the taunts and laughter as his brother told the story of him going commando like some little queer. "What's a matter, Spacey? Forget to put on the Underoos this morning?" Casey hated when Justin called him Spacey. As Justin stood there swinging his shorts back and forth, Casey began to feel his face get hot. He was on the verge of crying. "Give me my pants back, asshole!" he yelled. "Oh, sorry, can't give you your pants back, you weren't wearing any," Justin laughed, gleefully. "You know what I mean. Give them back now!" "Or what? You'll tell mom that I stole your shorts and left you standing in the kitchen with your wee-wee hanging out? That'll go over well." "Just give `em back. Please!" Casey began to feel a hot tear slide down his face. "I tell you what. Truth or Dare." "What?" Casey asked, confused. "Truth or Dare. You answer a question- truthfully, or you have to do a dare. And you can't refuse once you find out what it is. You play, and I'll give you your shorts back." Casey thought for a moment and decided answering a question would be safer. Who knew what Justin would dare him to do. "Truth." "Tell the truth. You jerk off like a little queer, don't you? Remember, I share a room with you." "So what if I do? It's my dick. And don't pretend you don't. I hear your bed creaking every night." Justin's smile faded a little. For some reason, he hadn't expected that Casey would know what he did at night, under his covers. Casey smiled just a bit. He was starting to feel better, and had an idea. "Truth or Dare," he asked Justin. "Up yours," Justin replied. "What's a matter? You wanted to play, it's your turn now. Don't be a pussy." Casey fought back the urge to smile. "Fine, fucker. Dare. Let's see what your pussy mind can come up with." Casey smiled. "I dare you to drop your shorts and underwear." "What?" "I dare you to drop `em. You're making me stand here in nothing but a shirt. If it's good enough for me, it's good enough for you." Justin thought for a moment, instantly regretting making his brother play this little game. "You know what?" he said after a moment. "Fine. But I'll warn you, you might feel a little... inadequate." Chuckling at that, Justin tossed Casey's shorts behind him, making sure Casey couldn't get them, then proceeded to strip from the waist down. "There you go, little bro. Get a good look at what a real man's dick looks like. Not like your puny little kid pecker." Casey did look at his brother's penis. Justin was cut, like he was, and had a nice bush of brown hair surrounding his dick. His cock looked like it was about five inches and seemed like it was half hard. Underneath hung two round balls in a loose sack. Casey just stared for a moment. The last time he had seen Justin's cock had probably been when he was about five and Justin was seven. The two boys had been out playing with the dog when the dog scared a skunk. The skunk sprayed and the boys got hit. Their parents spent the next two hours scrubbing them down with every home remedy they could find. It had been a long time since then, and Justin no longer had the puny little dick he once had. "Come on, Spacey. It's no fair that I have to stand out here in full view and you get to hide. I dare you to come out from behind the chair. I promise not to laugh at your pinky dick." Justin laughed at his own joke. Casey stepped out from behind the chair, but he kept his dick covered with his hands. "Come on, baby, show your little wee-wee. Let's get this over with." Casey slowly moved his hands. He watched Justin's face go from conceit to surprise. Even though he was two years younger, puberty had been kind to Casey below the belt. His dick was almost as long as Justin's, but was a little thicker around. The curly hair surrounding his boyhood had a tinge of red in it, the same color as his dad's beard. "Holy shit!" Justin mumbled. "How the hell did you get so lucky? I didn't have that much hair until I was, like, fifteen!" Casey smiled and began to feel a little better about his body. He sneaked a peek at his brother's penis again and found that it had gotten harder. Every so often, Justin would gently rub the shaft. Casey began to feel his own cock start to stiffen. Realizing he was getting hard looking at his older brother, he tried to pull his shirt down to cover himself. "Don't be embarrassed, Casey. That's a nice cock you've got. The girls a gonna love you. Hell, some guys might even like it, too!" Casey was surprised at his brother's praise. Normally, Justin took every advantage to put Casey down. Casey smiled. "Really? You think?" "Hell, yeah. The girls are gonna line up to suck that dick." By now, Casey had forgotten about trying to hide his penis, which had become fully hard. Justin, too, had become hard and was starting to rub his dick more openly. "If I don't cum soon, I'm gonna end up with blue balls." Justin said. "Hope you don't mind, but I'm gonna take care of this." Justin sat down on the couch and began to stroke his hard cock. He looked at Casey. "You just gonna stand there, or are you gonna rub one out, too?" Casey walked over and sat down next to his bother. For a moment, he was shy about jerking off next to Justin, but then Justin smiled, closed his eyes, and leaned his head back, clearly enjoying the feeling. Knowing that Justin had his eyes closed, Casey took the opportunity to watch his brother's left hand sliding up and down his hard shaft. Every so often, Justin would massage his balls with his right hand. Casey starting rubbing his own dick and smiled at the fact they both used their left hands to jerk off with. Watching Justin beating his meat excited Casey. He even forgot that he normally used some sort of lube to jerk off with, rubbing his cock dry was not normal. It wasn't long before Justin's breathing became heavy and he began humping his fist. Casey watched with excitement as his brother suddenly moaned, whispered, "Oh, fuck!" and shot his white cum. Casey was surprised to see that his brother had shot his load so hard, it almost reached his chin. As Justin was shooting the last of his load, Casey began to feel a pressure in his own groin. Despite wanting to watch Justin, Casey gave in to the orgasm and let his body take over. The first shot ripped out of his dick. Casey felt a warmth on his chin as his cock continued to fire. "Shit, dude!" Justin laughed. "You hit your chin with that one. Nice!" Casey couldn't help but smile as his hand began to slow its stroking. As the feeling subsided, he looked over at his brother. They smiled at each other just briefly before they heard two car doors slam shut. Their smiles turned to looks of fear as they realized that their mother and sister just got home. The brothers bolted off the couch, grabbed their shorts, and ran to their room. They hurriedly put on their shorts and clean, cum free shirts. They smiled at each other and walked calmly back into the living room. "There you are. Glad to see you didn't kill each other," their mother joked. "What did you two do all morning?" "Oh, not much," Justin replied. "You know, just brother stuff." Mom looked at the two of them, suspiciously. "Yeah, okay. I better not find anything dead or broken anywhere." Casey walked over to his mother and hugged her. "You won't" He smiled at his brother, and Justin smiled back.