Date: Sat, 06 May 2006 00:05:17 +0100
From: Kyle Drake <kyle-drake@hotmail.com>
Subject: Education of Adam, part two

Disclaimer: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains
descriptions of sexual activities between teenage boys. If
you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type
of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal
where you live, then please don't read it!

This is the second part of my story...be sure to read part one first!  I
would very much like to know what you thought of it and who you think
should educate Adam - and of course, how!

Author: Kyle Drake

Email me at kyle-drake@hotmail.com

Part Two: Big Brother

"There's snow, lots of snow!" said Adam, hoping this would cause enough
diversion for Scott to forget this morning.
"And that means there's no school. That was Michael, his mum phoned the
school and they've closed." He had a wry smile on his face. Michael lived
across the street but his mum had said that it was like this for miles
around. There was no way buses were getting to school this morning.
"Yes!" yelled Adam in delight, "no education for me today." Scott was silent
for a moment, he raised an eyebrow and Adam could have sworn he licked his
lips. Then Scott's hand was moving towards his boxers. They were down his
boxers. Everything was happening so fast. Adam watched and found himself
hard again. Scott was walking towards him, slowly wanking his six inch cock
inside his boxer briefs. It could have been an hour but it was probably only
a couple of seconds.
"Oh no, Adam. Michael's on his way over. And you're going to get an
education all right. You're going to learn more than you have all year."

Adam backed away a little. Not out of fear, mainly from surprise. Everything
he had hoped for as he wanked himself off in his bedroom seemed to be coming
true. His 15 year old brother really was going to teach him about sex. His
thoughts briefly returned to the only other sex education he had ever had...

That had been a year ago, eleven years old and in a new school. Being a
polite, friendly boy, Adam had quickly made lots of friends. But there was
one he had become very close to, Nicky. On first sight Adam adored Nicky's
olive skin and dark spiky hair. Dark come to bed eyes that were filled with
innocence and a killer smile. Nicky liked Adam too. They hit it off straight
away and sat next to one another in every class. They studied together,
played out together and eventually started sharing secrets with each other.
Neither of them had told the other one they might be gay, because neither of
them was sure. Adam's thoughts turned to a sex education lesson they had
with their form tutor, Mr Herbert, a trendy PE teacher. A rugged, blonde
haired young teacher, Adam found himself being turned on by Mr Herbert's
explanations of the act of physical lovemaking. As he told them how a penis
got an erection, and how adults make seamen, he found himself getting a hard
on.

He was embarrassed at first, but then he looked over at Nicky, who was
staring wide-eyed at the teacher. Adam took a quick peek at Nicky's lap and
his grey school trousers were tented. Adam stifled a laugh, Nicky looked at
him. Then Nicky noticed Adam's boy boner. They smiled at one another. And
then Mr Herbert turned off the lights and switched on a video. A naked boy
and girl were on screen and some old man was pointing out parts of the body
to the camera. Adam and Nicky were sitting at the back of the classroom,
shrouded in darkness. Adam was caught by surprise as he felt Nicky's hand on
his thigh, and then his groin, and finally squeezing his dick through his
trousers. Adam gulped and having regained his composure stretched out his
hand towards Nicky. Within seconds they had their flies open and had their
hands down each other's pants. Nicky's dick was hard; his groin smooth and
warm. Adam didn't think there was anything particularly gay about the
experience, it just seemed a natural thing to do.

Adam's focus jumped back to the kitchen where his horny older brother,
dressed only in a vest top and boxer briefs was still walking towards him.
He had edged back as far as the kitchen table and was now propped against
it. There was no way out, not that Adam wanted to get out of this. He had
secretly wanted this for a long time. Now his dick yearned for it more than
anything. It strained more than ever against his dressing gown. He was naked
underneath the robe and he could feel precum dripping down the length of his
dick and dribbling down his balls. He was sweating too, despite how cold the
house was since the snow and frost had settled.

"Sit on the table." Scott's command was spoken softly, almost tenderly, but
it was still a command. He was peeling off his vest top, revealing his
smooth, muscular chest beneath. He was average height and weight for his
age, but there was nothing average about his stomach and shoulders thought
Adam. Fair skinned, with small light-coloured nipples and developing ridges
where boys really should have ridges. Adam was overwhelmed by the
sight...and the smell of Scott's Lynx deodorant. Mixed with the musky smell
coming from Scott's boxers, Adam lay back on the table, his senses filled.
It hadn't been ten minutes since he had jerked himself off, tasting his own
cum for the first time. The sight, the smell, the taste....his head was
light and dizzy. His heart thumped in his throat. He thought he could feel
it pounding in the head of his rock hard cock too. Scott was inches from him
now, his hand down his boxers again. There was a large wet stain where his
boy juice was leaking inside his underwear. Adam wanted to rip them off. His
other senses were dancing with delight, now he wanted to touch.

But Scott left his boxers on and had removed his hand. His cock looked
enormous to Adam through the wet, sticky fabric. This wasn't about Scott,
not yet. This was about Adam. Scott was going to educate his little brother,
and that had to start with masturbation. It was Scott's mind that wandered
now. He wanted the best sex education for his brother. Being a horny young
stud, Scott had received plenty of blow jobs - but the best one he'd ever
had was from his best friend Michael. It had been Michael then that had
taught him the best ways to suck other guys. And in his experience it had
worked every time. It would be Michael that taught Adam to blow.

Scott undid the robe belt and as Adam propped himself on his elbows it fell
down his shoulders. Scott had seen his brother's body countless times
before. He'd seen it twenty minutes ago when he'd walked in on him wanking.
But it had never looked so hot as it did now. He looked searchingly into
Adam's eyes, making sure this is what he wanted. The cute boyish smile said
it all. Adam was a child in a sweet shop, and he wanted to lick everything.
Adam was slender, without an ounce of fat, and although he was nearing
thirteen he had no body hair. There was a light covering growing above his
cock, but it was too blonde to see. Scott was surprised that Adam was
developing pecs and his tensed arms had the soft bulge of early biceps and
triceps. His tummy was flat and lean. If he continued playing rugby, and
starting working out like Scott did, then he would turn into a finely tuned
young man. This thought made Scott's cock visibly stir. Adam laughed, his
eyes filled with lust. No, Scott looked again, it wasn't lust, there was
more in Adam's eyes.

Droplets of water rolled from Adam's forehead and hairless armpits, curving
down his body. Scott closed in on the engorged cock before him, so close
that Adam jumped with excitement. He took one long, deep breath, savouring
his brother's sweet smell. Adam was panting, his hands and legs shaking.
Scott was intoxicated by the smell. A second deep breath allowed him to
nuzzle his nose against the skin of his brother's velvety ball sack. Adam
let out a squeak and then a groan. Scott smiled to himself and protruded his
tongue just far enough to tickle the silky skin of Adam's testicles. Adam
jumped again and moaned. He was a sensitive little boy, Scott liked that. He
pulled away from Adam and rested his hand gently on his thigh. Adam was
breathing heavily, controlling his reactions to the things he was feeling as
best he could. He didn't want to shoot cum yet, not now he was this close.
Feeling he might pass out, Adam dropped his head back and closed his eyes
tight.

Scott seized the moment, grabbing hold of Adam's boyhood with his right
hand. He was totally in control and totally at ease. He never thought this
day would come. Never thought he'd pluck up the courage to play with his
little brother. Not until he'd started contemplating that his brother might
be gay. Displaying similar body language and emotions to Scott, and Scott
knew he, himself, was gay. He loved cock in his mouth and cock up his ass,
there was really no denying it. Adam's body shook for a moment and there was
a louder, but still boyish moan. Scott started gently. He wanted to dive
straight in, jerk him off hard, suck his nipples, fill his mouth with his
own shaft, even plough his dick hard into his brother's tight, virgin boy
cunt. It took everything he had to control his urges. He wanted to save
something for his eager little brother in the days and weeks ahead. He knew
Adam could grow to be eighteen and still not have finished learning what it
was to be gay. Being two and a half years older, Scott knew he would
continue to educate Adam, but one step at a time.

The jerking became stroking and he swirled his finger around Adam's cock
head, teasing him. Then he played with his balls for a while, every so often
letting a finger stray to his smooth boyhole. Adam was in heaven, he had
never felt anything like this in his life. He wanted it to last forever, but
felt his ball sack tighten. He could have sworn his brother was feeling up
his butt, but in the heat of the moment his mind was on other things. With
one last groan he released the tension in his dick. He looked up at his
brother who smiled. He was gorgeous, thought Adam. He focused on his keen,
bright blue eyes and high cheekbones. Cum leapt from his cock head. It had
only dribbled down his hand before, now it was springing like a fountain,
splattering on the soft flat tummy beneath his belly button.

"Thank you." Adam managed weakly. He scooped up a little drop of his own cum
with his finger and licked it off before collapsing back on to the kitchen
table. A new surge of adrenaline kicked inside Scott, now it was he who felt
dizzy. He was in love. He couldn't resist the temptation welling up inside
him. He leant down against his brother's torso and lapped up the rest of the
boy juice. Adam squirmed as Scott's probing tongue tickled his groin. He was
sweet and tangy, not like Scott's warm, salty cum. He wanted to toss himself
off now, but Michael would be over soon and he decided he was going to dump
the whole load right down his best mates hot throat.

"You up for more later?" asked Scott, making sure he wasn't pushing his
little brother too far, too fast. Adam nodded and added "uh-huh", sliding
off the table and gathering his robe in his arms. His legs were weak.
"You best get dressed," said Scott, "Michael's coming over soon." Adam
nodded again and began to make his way to the stairs. "Wear loose shorts,
and don't bother with underwear." Adam climbed one stair before he heard his
brother shout out again, "Oh, and put on that Nike muscle top. You look hot
in that." Adam smiled to himself and headed off upstairs. Both heads full of
the excitement and adventure of the morning.

As he reached the bathroom and turned on the shower, Adam heard a knock at
the door. Michael was here already. Today's adventure had only just started.