Date: Fri, 18 May 2001 21:24:47 +0100 From: Gymnopedies Subject: Family Album Chapters 1 & 2 The usual disclaimers apply: don't read if you are prohibited by location, are under legal age, or if you are likely to be offended by explicit descriptions of gay sex. Gymnopedies May2001 gym@mailandnews.com Family Album - Chapter 1 ------------------------ "C'mon Chris, it'll be a laugh." Jack gave his brother's arm an encouraging squeeze. "Yeah, I suppose," Chris replied, still looking a little apprehensive. "But if you ever show them to anyone, or even tell anyone about me posing, you're dead." "I promise," laughed Jack. "Though I don't know why you are making such a big deal of it, it's not as if you're gonna be naked or anything." "I won't be far off naked," Chris frowned. "I can imagine what some of your friends would say if they got to see me like that." "Shit, Chris, you would wear less at the beach." "Yeah, but if I were at the beach I wouldn't be standing around in silly poses." Jack had to agree with his younger brother on that point. Chris had never been a showoff, especially as far as his body was concerned. Not that the fourteen year old had anything to be ashamed of, far from it; when it came to looks, Chris was major league. As a pre-teen he had often been described as cute, but since he had hit puberty and his body had started to fill out "cute" no longer seemed adequate. Medium length, dark blond hair and steel-blue eyes set in a smooth, unblemished face gave him looks most boys would envy, but add to that a smile that could melt ice at a hundred paces and the finely muscled body of a born athlete and the result was enough to quicken the hearts of most girls and even a good number of boys. And one of those boys was Jack. Jack was sixteen and gay. He had always been attracted to other boys; well, perhaps not always, but certainly for as far back as he could remember. But it came as a shock, even to him, to discover that he was turned on by his own brother. Recently most of Jack's sexual fantasies had involved Chris in some way, but at no time did Jack ever expect it to go beyond fantasy. Unfortunately for the older boy, Chris' natural modesty, combined with the fact that Jack, Chris and their younger brother Alex all had their own bedrooms meant that Jack rarely even managed to see the object of his fantasies shirtless, and it had been several years since he had seen him naked. Jack had dreamt up numerous schemes to allow him to catch Chris wearing a little less clothing, but each one was more unrealistic or impractical than the last. Then, for his sixteenth birthday several days earlier, Jack's parents had given him a digital camera. It hadn't taken long for the birthday boy to realise the potential of this gift. He knew that he would have to move slowly and carefully, but given time and patience he was certain that Chris could be persuaded to expose practically everything for the camera; purely in fun of course. Over the past couple of days Jack had taken every possible opportunity to photograph both Chris and Alex, using the excuse that he needed to practice using the camera. Eleven year old Alex had proved to be a natural flirt; he loved being in front of the camera and took great delight in posing and pulling ridiculous faces. There had even been times when the youngest brother had pleaded to have his picture taken. Jack had been only too willing to oblige, and already had quite a nice selection of pictures of the boy stored away on the hard-disk of his PC. Yet whilst Jack fully intended to get Alex to show a little more skin, it was thoughts of Chris that set his pulse racing and his hands trembling. Now, at last, he had been given a chance to take his plans to the next level. The two boys had the house to themselves for the evening, their parents had gone out to dinner and Alex was at a friends house. Flicking through the tv channels they had come across a show about body-builders and had spent a happy half hour laughing and joking about the over-developed musculature sported by some of the men on the show. As the show ended and Chris began channel hopping, Jack suggested that it might be fun to recreate some of the poses they had just been watching. Chris had appeared to think it over for a few seconds then, to Jack's surprise, had agreed. But now, up in Jack's bedroom, Chris seemed to be having second thoughts. "I'll tell you what," Jack suggested, "let's just do a few shots with your shirt off to start with. Then if you feel too silly we can stop. " "Ok," Chris nodded, readily agreeing to the compromise. He turned his back on his older brother and quickly pulled his sweatshirt over his head, tossing it down on the bed. As he turned back he had his arms folded self-conciously in front of his bare chest. Jack raised the camera to his eye and took a quick snap. "That's great, but can you try and look a bit more relaxed? You look like you're waiting to be tortured. Try and relax a little. Oh, and try and smile." Chris dropped his arms to his sides putting his hands on his hips. A strained smile appeared on his face. "Well, I suppose that's a little better," Jack conceded. And indeed it was, he now had an unobstructed view of his brothers hot, shirtless torso. He took some more shots, trying to ignore the stirring in his own pants. "C'mon man, flex those pecs." Chris pulled his shoulders back and pushed his chest out in imitation of the the bodybuilders they had been watching earlier. His smile was already beginning to look more natural as he settled into the game. For the next few minutes he moved through one set pose after another. He was in pretty good shape for his age, but even so, in many of the poses, flexing his muscles had very little noticeable effect. The lack of huge muscles didn't worry Jack in the slightest. "Hey, man, you're beautiful," he said, smiling happily as he clicked away with the camera. Blushing red, Chris gave a laugh. "I don't think so. You're lucky the camera hasn't blown up in your hands." "No chance of that." It was time to up the ante, Jack tried to keep a nervous tremour from his voice. "How about losing the pants and trying a few in your boxers?" "Yeah, ok." Chris' face split in a mischievous grin. Jack felt his heart begin to beat faster in anticipation as he watched Chris' hands begin to unfasten his belt. Things were going far better than he had dared hope. However, it was not to be. There was a sound from downstairs; the front door opening. Chris quickly refastened his belt and dived for his shirt, pulling it over his head in a panic. "Shit!" Jack muttered to himself. There were footsteps running up the stairs and then Alex's voice. "Anybody home? Where are you guys?" "In here," Chris replied, trying to get his shirt straight. Alex's head appeared around the door. The eleven year old was almost as cute as Chris had been at that age and he had a constant twinkle in his eyes that made everyone instantly fall in love with him. However, at that moment, Jack could cheerfully have strangled him. "What have you guys been up to?" Alex asked, looking suspiciously at his two older brothers. "Just messing around," Jack replied, quickly. "I thought you were going to be out all evening." "Jamie wasn't feeling so good, so I left early," the boy explained, throwing himself down onto Jack's bed. "Have you guys eaten yet, I'm starved?" Jack shook his head. Try as he might he couldn't stay annoyed with Alex. "No, but I've got a little spare cash, how about we phone for a pizza." "Great," Alex bounded to his feet. "Then we can all sit and watch a movie." "Yeah," Jack agreed, reluctantly. He watched as Chris headed out of the room, his arm around Alex's shoulders. It looked like his plans would have to wait until another day. Then he smiled to himself and tapped the camera in his hand, the evening hadn't been a total loss. Family Album - Chapter 2 ------------------------ Jack was sitting at his computer keyboard trying to finish a school project. It was due to be handed in on Monday and it was only Saturday morning, so he had most of the weekend to finish it. Plenty of time. At least it would be plenty of time if he could keep his mind on the job instead of daydreaming about the things he would like to do with Chris. He kept thinking back to their photo session the previous evening. He was sure that if it hadn't been for Alex's untimely arrival he would have got see Chris in his shorts and just maybe in even less. Though of course, the pics he had managed to get were a good start; he'd put them up on his screen and jerked off to them before turning in for the night. Come to think of it, maybe that wasn't such a bad idea. If he were to jerk off now he might then be able to keep his mind on what he was supposed to be doing. He brought up what he considered to be the best of the pics and opened his zip to pull out his already straining erection. "Hey, Jack. Watcha' doin'?" Jack nearly hit the ceiling. He jumped to his feet and fought to push his raging boner back into his pants, all the time trying to keeping his back to the door to protect his dignity. "Shit, Alex! Doesn't it ever occur to you to knock." "Sorry," muttered Alex, his usual happy mood temporarily squashed by this unexpectedly angry reception from his older brother. "I was just bored and thought maybe we could do some pictures or somethin'." "Now isn't a good time, Alex," Jack replied quickly pulling up his zip turning to face the younger boy. However, Alex obviously wasn't listening. A wide grin had appeared on his face as he stared at the image on the screen. Jack suddenly realised he'd been so intent on putting away his equipment that he'd forgotten about the picture. Of course, it wasn't anything particularly revealing, just a shot of Chris from the waist up, showing his bare chest and smiling face, but Jack could feel himself beginning to blush with guilt at the thought of what he had been about to use the picture for. Almost by reflex, he reached out and hit a key, clearing the screen. "Aw, why did you do that?" Alex whined. "Put it back up, I want to look at it." Jack sighed. "Ok, but you have to promise me that you won't go running to Chris. No teasing him about it." "Yeah, I promise," Alex nodded. "C'mon, I want to see it again." Once more, Jack brought up the picture and Alex came to stand beside him so that he could see it properly. "Cool. Are there any more?" the younger boy asked Then suddenly he began to pout and his voice took on an accusing tone. "How come Chris gets his picture taken without his shirt on but I don't?" The question caught Jack by surprise. He stood with his mouth open, unsure how to respond. "We can take some of you with your shirt off, if you like," he managed, eventually. "Great! Can we do it now?" Jack cast a glance at the computer and at the open school books. He could either slog away at a dull project for the next couple of hours or he could watch his younger brother standing around half naked. It wasn't exactly a difficult decision to make. "Where is everyone?" he asked. "Mom's out shopping, dad's messing with the car and Chris is hanging out with Tim and Mike, they're probably at the mall or somewhere." "Right then. Since you're so keen to have your picture taken, let's go for it." Alex giggled. "Let's do it really slowly, make it look like I'm doin' a strip." "Whatever you want," replied Jack, with a smile. "You do what you like and I'll just take the photos." It was a warm day and Alex was only wearing t-shirt and shorts, he didn't even have anything on his feet. He started by raising the front of his shirt a little, exposing an inch or so of bare flesh. As Jack started snapping away, Alex raised his shirt slowly higher and higher, pulling it up from one side until it was almost up to his shoulder, exposing most of his flat stomach, part of his chest and the brown-pink nub of his left nipple. Satisfied that his display had been captured on camera he let the shirt fall back down. "Now all the front at once," he announced grinning broadly. He repeated his actions, but this time using both hands, gradually exposing the entire front of his body. When he reached his neck, he lifted the front of the shirt over his head, tucking it behind his neck, before dropping his arms to his sides. Jack could feel himself becoming more and more aroused by his youngest brother's sexy display. He was sure he could feel precum oozing from the head of erect dick and knew that before much longer he would have a wet patch appearing at his crotch. Alex wasn't a match for Chris, but he was still incredibly hot, especially in this semi-undressed state with the shirt still covering his slim shoulders but leaving his smooth young chest on full view. For the next few minutes Alex posed and strutted for the camera, the grin never leaving his face. He ran his hands slowly over his chest, stuck out his tongue, he even stuck up his middle finger in the universal "fuck you" sign. Then he stopped, out of ideas. "You were great," Jack told him. "But my memory's just about full. Give me a minute to transfer the pics to my PC and then we can look at them." Alex watched impatiently as Jack began the transfer. "When you've freed up the memory, can we do some more?" he asked. "Haven't you done enough for now?" Jack asked. "There are couple more things I've just thought of," Alex replied, grinning mischievously. Finishing the transfer, Jack uncoupled the camera and held it ready. "Right, let's see what you have in mind." Alex was standing with his back to the camera. "Are you ready?" he asked, looking over his shoulder. "Yeah, I'm ready." Suddenly, Alex's hands came back, grasped the top of his shorts and pushed them down along with his briefs, just far enough to expose a pair of round, pale cheeks. At the same time he bent forwards, giggling hysterically. Jack recovered from his shock just soon enough to snap a quick picture before Alex covered himself up again. "You know, I think that's your best feature," remarked Jack, now laughing himself. "Do you think so?" asked Alex turning back to face the camera. He was no longer grinning, instead he was chewing his lower lip nervously, but his eyes were still glinting with mischief. He had his thumbs tucked into the waistband of his shorts. Jack couldn't believe his little brother was considering what he thought he was considering. "You wouldn't dare," he said, hoping very much that Alex would dare. A smile slowly spread across Alex's face. "Get your camera ready," he said. Before Jack had time to react, Alex had pushed down the front of his shorts and briefs and his preteen cock and balls were on full view, but only for the briefest moment, then they were hidden again. "You're gonna have to give me a bit longer than that if you want me to take a pic," said Jack, sure that he could hear a tremor in his own voice. "Alright," said Alex, giving a nervous smile, "I'll keep them down this time." True to his word, the eleven year old pushed the shorts down once more and held them there. Jack took his time with the shot, trying to keep his hands from shaking. He still couldn't believe this was really happening. "Do a close-up," Alex suggested. "You sure?" "Yeah, then we can put it up on the screen and blow it up really big." "Ok." Jack dropped to his knees and moved in closer until Alex's dick filled his entire view. He was so close that he could reach out and touch it. He almost did just that but with an effort of will he managed to restrain himself. Alex might enjoy playing the exhibitionist but Jack thought the boy might object to actually being fondled. He quickly snapped a couple of pics and then sat back on his heels. "Right, got them." "Cool," Alex said, pulling up his shorts. "C'mon, let's see them on the screen." Jack quickly transferred those last few shots while Alex fought to untangle himself from his shirt. By the time the youngster had his clothing properly arranged, Jack was ready. First he brought up the mooning shot and both of the boys began to laugh. "That's the first time I've ever seen my butt," Alex chuckled. "Yeah, not a pretty sight," said Jack, thinking exactly the opposite. He closed the pic and clicked on the next, which was the full body shot, but Alex was getting impatient. "Let's see the close-up," the boy urged. A second later, Alex's groin area filled the screen in all it's naked glory. Completely smooth with not a hair in sight, his tight balls almost hidden behind his limp dick. "Cool." Alex muttered his favorite word. Commandeering the mouse he zoomed in, making his dick appear even bigger, then bigger still until it wouldn't all fit on the screen. By this stage the picture quality was starting to deteriorate. Jack took the mouse back. "I think that's a little excessive," he laughed, reducing the picture back to it's original size. "You want me to save these or delete them?" "Save them," Alex replied, without even thinking. "But don't let anyone see them. You can look at them if you like, or Chris, but no one else." "If you're sure," Jack replied. He had every intention of looking at them himself, later on, when he was sure he wouldn't be disturbed. Though he wasn't sure it would be a good idea to mention them to Chris, not yet anyway. Alex was looking thoughtful. "You know," he said, "it felt really neat being in front of the camera, especially for those last few pics, like I was doing something really naughty. Could we do some more later? Then I could take everything off and be completely bare." "If you want," said Jack, trying to sound as if he wasn't really bothered, though his heart was thumping at the suggestion. "We'll have to wait until we're sure everyone else is out though." "Yeah, I just hope we don't have to wait too long," said Alex, ginning happily. These are just the first two chapters, a gentle start to an ongoing, open-ended story. It will hot up a little as it goes along. I have plans for the next few chapters, but after that anything goes, so I'd love to hear your ideas and suggestions. You can email me at gym@mailandnews.com or visit my website "Stories by Gymnopedies" at http://gymnopedies.tripod.com