Date: Thu, 24 May 2001 06:07:07 -0400 From: Danny Meyer Subject: COOL KID BROTHER! - Chapter 2 _________________________________________________________ COOL KID BROTHER! CHAPTER 2 _________________________________________________________ A new short story by Danny Meyer Copyright (C) May 24, 2001 by Danny Meyer. All rights reserved. Please send comments to: Danny, at sittinhome@hotmail.com all mail is private and confidential all comments are welcome If you want a reply, please say so. I'll write back. If you don't say "Reply," I'll respect your privacy. (I do not use 'group-mail.' All replies are individual.) _________________________________________________________ WARNING If it is not legal or ethical for you to read erotic stories, particularly of a gay or homosexual nature, please exercise your obligations as a responsible citizen and select suitable reading material. This story contains fictional graphic depictions of actions and tendencies considered extreme by many people. This entire story is purely a fantasy, and is for entertainment purposes only--it is not a reflection of life. All readers are warned not to attempt to re-enact, or recreate any of the actions or incidents portrayed or implied in any of this story's contents or events, which are entirely fictitious. The foregoing and subsequent text applies to all chapters and portions of this story--past, present, and future. This fantasy was written for gay men and women. The orientation is gay male. Some bisexual men and women may also enjoy it, as well as some straight men and women, who are curious. If you like high-school age male to male sex, read on. This is a fictional story. None of this ever really happened. None of the people are real people. The story is mostly about sex between high-school boys, 14 to 17. It's an all-gay story. If you like, and you're allowed to read this, please read on. If not, please select a different story, and have a good day. No hatred or prejudice here. ___________________________________________________________ ALL NAMES PLACES AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE WHOLLY FICTITIOUS, AND BEAR NO CONNECTION WITH, RESEMBLANCE TO OR RELATION TO ANY REAL ENTITY. ANY SUCH SIMILARITY IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL, AND UNINTENTIONAL. ___________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 2 - What Billy does with older brother Tommy WHERE THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER LEFT OFF... I could hear Billy, all out of breath, sounding so sexy. I had to get off--my dick hurt so bad, but I didn't want to make a move to mess this up--not for him or for me. I stayed there a while, playing with his dick, while he slowed down. I loved laying there with my chest between his legs and his tight nuts at my lips. He made little sexy sounds each time my tongue reached out and licked them. I started thinking about what just happened and hoped I hadn't fucked-up his head. "Billy--hey, how was that? What'd you think of that, little brother?" "Bring your dick over here and I'll show ya." ___ "What?" "Tommy, just slide up and let me see it." "Yeah, sure Billy, but uh... how was it? C'mon, can't you tell me?" "It was awesome, man!" "Wow! I mean, that's cool... I mean, you're ok-- really ok, right?" "Why wouldn't I be ok? What's up with you, Tommy?" "Just like that, you're ok? You're not like all freaked or--" "Oh, I see. Couldn't you tell?" "Tell what, Billy?" "At school." "What, at school?" "After the games--in the shower." "No I couldn't tell anything," I said. "I try to look at you, but you always turn around." "I get it. You thought I was freaked and that I didn't want you to look at me?" "Yeah." "Shit. You got it way wrong, Tommy." "That's cool--I mean, really cool. You saw me looking at you?" "Yup." "And you didn't mind? So why do you always turn your back to me?" At this point Billy got quiet. Damn, he looked so hot. I don't know if it was just me, or if his face was different now that he'd just come, but he looked so fucking good. Maybe he was blushing. Maybe he was mad at me--it was so hard to read him at that point. I got worried with him being so quiet. Did he really mean it when he said it was awesome for him and he was ok with it? I was so scared I had fucked him up. I needed something real to let me know he meant it. I started to slide up his body, and when my head got as far as his abs, I looked down at the puddles of cum that were still there. They looked so good, I started to lick them. "Ahhh! Arrghhh! Ack, NO! Ooooooooo, stop! AHH! That--uhhh! That tickles!" "Oh, shit! Sorry, Billy." I grabbed both Billy's wrists together, stuffed a pillow over his mouth and licked up the rest of his cum. I heard him yelling through the pillow. I had tickled him worse than this in the past, so I wasn't worried that this would really bother him. He really put up a fight, though, as I licked his abs and chest, over and over. I'd thought about this for a long time, and in my dreams about having sex with Billy, I licked up the cum, and I wasn't about to change a thing about those dreams. It wasn't as good, cold, but I still loved it. As I finished up, I thought maybe I was crazy for doing that, but it was his cum and I wanted it. Pretty soon, I was done and let go of the pillow and his wrists. "Ahhh! You bastard, I'll get you for that," Billy said, as he laughed and give me one of his sexy, blue-eyed, flashy smiles. Whew! At least I knew he was really ok. "Is that a promise, Billy?" "Yup." "So what about the showers, after the games?" "Oh, nothing." "Come ON, Billy!" "Ha ha! Ok. I just... um... I get hard in the shower and I don't want anyone to see." "Did you think you would get hard, looking at me?" "Well... I guess, maybe." "Billy--no shit?" I was so busy talking, I wasn't paying attention to anything else, but by this time--I wasn't sure how he did it--Billy was on top of me. I gulped real hard and was ready to let the cat out of the bag. I figured what could he do to me? He was looking down at me funny, and I was thinking maybe he tricked me into thinking everything was cool, and I'm gonna get punched out by my little brother. I couldn't blame him--if I'd upset him. Then I got brave. I had to put Billy to one more test and get it over with. "So Billy, um, ...so if you really like what I did to you just now, why don't you prove it." There was this big pause. "Prove, it huh?" Billy's voice was low and weird, now. Like when a dog growls before it bites. I was bigger than him, but I was still scared, after what I did to him. His eyes! With the light coming in through the window, I could see them so well. It felt like he was looking through me, the way his eyes had this strange look. Billy was right in my face, and I swore he was gonna bite my head off, but I kept staring at his eyes and he stared back. I felt his cock, hard, against my balls, and he lifted up just then-- long enough for his dick to pop loose and slap down, next to mine. Then it hit me at the last minute--just before his lips touched my neck. It was like a hot shock went through me--a good one. I wrapped my arms around him and moaned. Billy was shaking, and so was I. "Oh, yeah, Billy." He was pretty quiet. I guess that broke the ice, though. Next thing his head's up and we're staring at each other, again. I lifted my head a little, he lowered his, and our lips touched. I almost jumped out of my skin! I felt like I was going to explode with the good feelings that gave me. I held him as tight as I could. His lips felt and tasted so good, and they were hot. I felt his heart pounding away in his chest and I think he felt mine doing the same. We were both scared, but now we were calming down. Well, calming down in one way, but his dick was practically on top of mine, and I could tell he was getting as worked up as I was. He was hard as a rock and I was going out of my mind, it felt so good. My balls hurt bad from needing to cum, but for now all I wanted was more of his mouth, and I waited--not long--and his little tongue started to poke into my mouth. I thought if I was ever going to cum without touching myself, this would be it, but I willed myself not to, and hoped I could hold off--just in case Billy was going to do something with me. God, he even smelled good. Pretty soon I got brave and pushed my tongue to his. I took my left hand and ran it through his silky, blonde hair. Damn! One minute I'm standing over him wondering if I should touch him, and now we were kissing. "Oh, shit!" Billy said, as he broke the kiss. "Oh shit, what?" "I'm horny. I'm still hard." "No kidding--I can feel it, Billy." "I wanna feel yours," Billy said, as he squeezed his hand between us and grabbed my hardon. "Oh, damn, little bro, that feels so--" "Tommy, you're huge!" "Yeah? Not much bigger than you, really." "Stand up and come over here, Tommy. Let me see it. PLEASE?" "OK. Roll off me." I stood up and walked over to the head of the bed so Billy could get a good look. His fingers did a little dance on my cock as he got real close and stared at it. "Billy... oh... yeah." Billy rolled himself closer to me, and started blowing air on my cock. Damn! My little brother is blowing me, I thought. Well, sort of. Then I got to thinking, maybe he thinks this is what a blow job is supposed to be. I was shit outta luck if that was true. My knees weakened, and I closed my eyes. I could feel my precum, dripping. "Wow, that looks cool, Tommy!" "Urrrgghhh ohhhhfmmm." I couldn't talk. I started to think the worst, and dreaded telling him that this was NOT a blow job, when I felt his tongue lick the precum on my cock. "Oh, Billy, uhhhhhhhhhh!" "Mmmm. Big brother horny, huh?" "No. Ready to explode is what I am." Then I leaned over and grabbed his shoulders. I leaned way close and looked into his eyes. We were both breathing so hard you could hear us in the room, and I felt his hot breath on my face. I kissed him as hard as I dared. When I broke the kiss, I said something real quick before he could say anything. "Billy, don't freak, but... I love you, man." "Oh, God, Tommy. You mean like love, love?" "Yeah." Billy had this weird look on his face--a look I hadn't seen before. "OK. Tommy, if you love me, I got two things I want you to do for me." "You want me to suck you again, Billy?" "Ok, three things. First, stand where you were before." It felt real strange to have my little brother bossing me around like this. It was definitely a first. I got back up and stood with my dick by his face. "SMACK!" "Ahhhhh!! Godammit, Billy! What'd you do that for?" I said, partly smiling, partly scared, and half mad at him. He had slapped my cock with his hand, as hard as he could, it felt like. "Told ya I'd get you back!" "You little fucker!" "What's the matter, Tommy, you can't take it? Am I too strong for ya?" "Fuck no! I hardly felt it." "Yeah, right, Tommy. If you say so." Then we both burst out laughing, but quickly cooled it, so we wouldn't wake up mom or dad. "Shit! We better be quiet, Billy. Ok, I admit it hurt at first, but it doesn't hurt now. So you want me to suck you again. What's the third thing?" "The third thing is you gotta wait till tomorrow night before you get to cum." "WHAT? No fucking way, Billy! I'm dying, here, and you ask me THAT? What do you wanna do, torture me?" "Ummm, maybe." "Billy you gotta be kidding! You can't ask me to do that. FUCK! I love you man, but... shit, I can't prove it THAT way. I'll bust a gut or something." "Well... hmmmm." "Come ON, Billy!!" Then Billy started laughing and put the pillow over his mouth. I reached over and grabbed him on the ribs and that got his attention. I yanked off the pillow. "God, you beg so good, Tommy. You shithead. I about shot a load seeing your dick the first time. I wanted you for so long. You were my--" "Oh Billy... holy f--" "Yeah, Tommy. Holy fuck. I thought you'd whip my ass if I made a move on you, or you found out I wanted you that way." "Oh God, Billy." I dropped to my knees. "Tommy," Billy said, staring into me again, "I love you, too, bro." I climbed on top of him and we kissed for a long time, squirming, rolling and sweating. Somehow I ended up on the bottom again. "Tommy, you're so hot and you don't even know it." I've heard my brother say some nice things but 'I love you' and 'You're so hot' were the best. Billy started sliding down my body. "Billy, I love you with--" And his lips covered the tip of my cock. "Mmmmmm." Billy said. "Oh my God!" Billy just stayed there, not moving, with his lips on my hardon, like that. "Billy move... do something... I need this so bad! Just take some of it, OK?" "I can't. I don't think I can do this, Tommy." "Oh, Billy--jack me off then?" "Ok." Billy's hand felt great as he expertly jacked me. I was in heaven. His hand knew exactly what to do and his face told me he was really loving it. All of a sudden, he stopped and shoved his mouth down, taking half of me into him. It was like liquid fire on my dick. "Shit, Billy, I'm gonna cum!" ___ To be continued? It's up to you. Please read below: _________________________________________________________ --Danny Meyer, May 24, 2001 sittinhome@hotmail.com (Request reply, if desired) Email is the only reward a writer receives. Do I get your reward, today? Do you like it? Tell me. I don't bite. Got ideas? Send them. DARE TO GO WHERE YOU'VE NEVER GONE BEFORE AND WRITE ME. sittinhome@hotmail.com (Mark mail, "Reply, yes" for a reply) (If not, I'll respect, and won't reply) THANK YOU TO ALL WHO WROTE after Chapter 1. Don't stop now. _______________________________________________________________ If you want more, kindly write to me at the address, below. It helps me to write a more interesting chapter if you also tell me some of your preferences. Write to Danny, at this address: sittinhome@hotmail.com If you want a reply, read below. If you'd like me to REPLY, mark your email, "Reply--yes," or some other clear wording requesting a response. **I don't use group mail, so my reply will be personal, to you.** If you don't get a reply, it is because you forgot to tell me you wanted one, or those 'rare' occasions when email disappears in cyberspace. If that happens, tell me. I will write back. Thanks. --Danny Meyer END OF CHAPTER 2 --- end of file