Date: Tue, 19 Nov 2013 19:24:09 +0000 From: Marcus DaCosta Subject: Half-Brothers: Chapter 12 HALF-BROTHERS If stories about incest, and sexual activity between male family members are not your thing, or if it is illegal to read this where u are, please click the exit button. Otherwise enjoy. I appreciate your comments, instructions and participation as the journey progresses, my email address is at the bottom. All usual nifty pre-ambles and legal bits apply. ----------------------------------------------------------- RECAP: The two boys eventually dragged themselves out of the pond laughing their heads off, as the crowd dispersed. "Can we go to your flat and clean up?" Deep asked. Jake picked up his trainers and vest choosing to walk bare-foot so as not to get them wet. "Yeah fam, we need to shower, and get something to eat". The two boys left the park, and headed up Southwark Park Road to my flat. --------------------------------------------------------- CHAPTER 12: Max had not slept very well, he felt that he had to `sleep with one eye open', and this proved harder than he had thought. Max lives with his great-grandma, Joan, which he has done since he got kicked out of home two hears ago shortly after his thirteenth birthday. He had fallen out with his mum's new boyfriend and she had been forced to make the choice between her son and her lover. Joan was good enough to take Max in to avoid him being another social services statistic, but she was not really able to take care of him apart from providing him food and shelter as she was elderly and frail. Max had taken the battery out of his phone, and planned to stay low-key for a few days hoping that it would blow over. He heard a knock at his bedroom door. "Max, could you please pop to the co-op and get us a bottle of milk?" Joan asked him. "I'm still in bed Nan," Max replied, "Please Max, my legs are not up to it today, and the vicar is coming to see me soon". "OK Nan, gimme ten minutes to jump in the shower," Max said reluctantly. Max dragged himself out of bed, still fully clothed, as he had remained `prepared' to make a run for it all night. His fear was not unwarranted either, Shanks has been known to put several people in hospital, and has spent time inside for GBH. Max was a boy-next-door type of kid, perhaps a `troubled'-chavy-boy-next-door tho. He was average build, had average looks although he suffered from a mild case of acne on his face. He was about 5 foot 8, and had very short brown hair that he kept short because it grew curly. He had brown eyes and fixed braces on his top teeth. He had a scar on his forehead that was a mystery to everybody that knew him. Everyone asked him about it, but he always immediately changed the subject, or went quiet. He was not very appealing to the girls; the two girls he had slept with had both only gone along with it because he is one of shanks' runners. Max delivered drugs for Shanks, mostly skunk, ecstasy and cocaine but Shanks was a hustla and had been known to sell anything from used underwear to handguns. Max had a little respect from the local youth because of his close association with Shanks, but he was not fooled; he was completely aware that his `cool' status was firmly in Shanks' hands, and could be lost at the flick of a switch. With that in mind, Max was determined not to let Shanks know that he had seen him fucking his little brother. Max showered, dressed in his Nike tracksuit, and kissed his Nan, putting his hand out for some money to buy the milk. She gave him two pounds, which he put in his pocket and walked at break-neck speed to the co-op which was normally about a 5 minute walk, but today was accomplished in less than three. "Yo, Max, have you heard what happened to Major?" a voice spoke to him as he entered the shop. "I ain't heard nuttin fam, my phones fucked," Max lied. "Wassup with Major?" "Word is Shanks fucked him up this morning" the boy said. "Proper banged him blud, his nose is broken and he lost two teeth fam" "Fuck", Max was worried "Why Shanks do dat? Major is his boy!" "Nobody knows fam". The boy replied. Major was Shanks' other runner. He had come round early in the morning to deliver the money that he had collected the previous night. He walked straight into Shanks' bedroom finding Shanks and Dreddz apparently innocently sleeping in the same bed. Not knowing what had transpired the previous night he made a joke as he woke shanks up to give him the money. "She's peng." Major joked, nodding at Jah'von who was still sleeping in the bed. Shanks jumped out of bed and laid into Major, firing him, and re-arranging his face in the process. Shanks one-banged Major with an violent upper-cut to the face causing Major to fall to the floor. Shanks then proceeded to kick his face in breaking two of his teeth before continuing to kick him in his balls and stomach, then lifting him up and pushing him towards the door. Major scurried out limping, and holding his bloody nose and swollen lips. "At least you'll get more work fam" the boy in the shop remarked to Max after relaying the story to him. Max paid for the milk, and ran home in less than two minutes. He put the milk in the fridge, gave the change to his Nan, and ran upstairs to his room to put his battery back in his phone. `Fuckin blackberry's, man, take forever to load' he thought to himself as he waited for his phone to fire up. He waited for his bbm and whatsapp to load, but there were no messages. He looked at the status updates, there were a few comments about Major's face and three or four people had put up a picture of Major's mashed up face. It looked bad. Max bit his lip and decided to prove that he was not a pussy, and phoned Shanks. "Safe Gee," Shanks said. "So you heard then?" "Yes boss", Max replied, "I heard you fucked him up big-time". "Pussyole!" Shanks kissed his teeth. "Shanks," Max butted in... "It was me fam". "Wat was you, blud?" Shanks said, playing dumb. "Last night, at your yard fam, it was me dat saw you". "What da fuck did you see, BLUD?" Shanks emphasised. "Well, dat's just it fam, I didn't see nuttin", Max spluttered, "Look, what I mean is, obviously I saw wat I saw, but I just wanted you to know dat your business is your business and I don't give a fuck fam, nobody gonna hear nothing from me, fam". "Who are you to give a fuck or not?" Shanks enquired. "I'm just saying fam" Max continued. "I never saw nothing, you don't need to fuck me up fam, I promise I ain't gonna snake you". "You can't snake me fam" Shanks stated. "Nobody would believe u fam, they'd believe dat YOU are a cock-sucking faggot if I told everyone dat fam, but nobody would believe YOUR story fam". "I know boss". Max whimpered. "Why d'you run then?" Shanks asked. "I dunno fam", Max lied. "I was scared I guess", he said, owning up. "So den Max, I'm coming round your yard now, and we'll prove dat we're cool fam, dat there's no hard feelings." Shanks insisted. "What you gonna do?" Max asked. "Your gonna suck my dick fam". Shanks explained. "I can't do dat boss, I don't wanna suck nobody's dick fam". Max pleaded. "I don't give a fuck what you want Max", Shanks confirmed, "You wanna stay out of hospital dat's da deal, and if you snake me, your dead fam, I'm coming to your yard now fam, you best be there when I reach". Shanks hung up the phone without giving Max a chance to reply. He threw on his jeans, vest and trainers, jumped in his mums Ford Focus, and speeded round to Max's Nan's house, leaving Jah'von to sleep. He knocked the door; Max flew down the stairs four at a time nearly falling flat on his face at the bottom. He opened the door and stepped outside whispering: "Fam, this is my Nan's house, she is 85 years old fam, I don't want no trouble here fam". "What da fuck do you take me for?" Shanks replied, whalloping him round the back of the head, turning him round and pushing him back inside. Max ran back upstairs expecting Shanks to follow him straight up, but Shanks went into the living room and greeted Joan. "Hello Mrs. Wilkins" Jason said, bending over and kissing her cheek. "Hello Jason" Joan said, "How lovely to see you, I haven't seen your mum around for a while, is she OK?" "She's OK Mrs. Wilkins", Jason laughed, "She has gone on holiday" He lied, not wanting to bait his mum out, and reveal that she is in prison. "If there is anything you need Mrs. Wilkins, Max has my number". "Ooooh you're ever such a good boy" Joan smiled. "I do hope you are able to rub some of that off on my Max". "You have no idea", Jason smirked at the irony, gave her his fist to spud, which she did `sarcastically', and with that Jason finally followed the nervous Max upstairs to his room. He closed the door behind him, removed his shoes, jeans and t-shirt, before jumping on the bed wearing only the same shorts that he had slept in. "I dunno if I can do this fam", Max admitted. Jason stood up and walked over to him, grabbing him by the back of his neck he laid him to the bed saying: "Don't make this difficult fam". Max conformed. Like an animal being led to slaughter he quietly submitted to Shanks `orders'. He removed his tracksuit so that he was also only in his boxers. Shanks lay back on the bed, lifted his hips up and lowered his shorts, kicking them onto the floor. His dick was hard and the tip was already wet. Shanks loved the fact that Max was such an unwilling cock-sucker; the feeling of power engulfed him. So as to avoid any further delay tactics, Shanks took Max by the neck again and forcibly lowered his face down to make contact with his dick. Max did not seem to know what to do, not only had he never sucked a dick before, nor done anything gay for that matter, but it appeared that he had never had his own dick sucked as he took to it with utter ineptitude. He closed his lips over the head of Shanks dick and began to suck as though her were trying to get air of out his dick. Shanks spoke up "not like dat fam"... he moved around until the two of them were in the sixty-nine position, pulled Max's six inch uncut hard dick through the fly of his boxers... "like DIS, fam". He closed his lips over Max's dick and began to expertly suck him, sliding his mouth up and down on Max's dick. Max moaned in pleasure, closed his eyes and continued his exploration of Shanks' dick with his own lips and tongue copying the movement, and motion of his boss. Jason stopped temporarily to pull Max's boxers down to his ankles, and then returned to his groin, sucking on his slightly hairy balls one at a time. Max copied this also, starting to get to grips with both the idea, and the execution of giving head. Max did not have much stamina mind you, after a few minutes he warned "I'm gonna cum". Shanks moved off Max's dick, pushed Max onto his back and encouraged him to wank himself off as he repositioned himself, straddling Max's chest, and beginning to fuck his mouth. Max continued to wank off furiously while he was cumming, the first offering of his cum shot up unto the air and landed on Jason's back. Jason kept fucking Max's mouth while his own back was being plastered with cum. By now, Max was enjoying their activity. He was sucking Jason's dick with a lot more enthusiasm than at first, he closed his lips tighter as Jason held on to the headboard of the bed, and fucked his mouth hard. Max gagged every now and then as Jason's throbbing dick, which was leaking pre-cum plunged deeper into Max's now-willing mouth. As Jason approached his orgasm, he took hold of Max's head to stop him from being able to refuse to swallow. Spurt after spurt burst into Max's throat. Max gagged, spluttered and coughed as Jason emptied his balls into his mouth. "Swallow", he ordered. Max obeyed, reluctantly. Once the last drop was released, Jason loosened his grip on Max's head and pulled his dick out of his mouth. Grabbing his own dick at the base, Jason slapped it around Max's lips and cheeks taunting him. Max jumped of the bed, and ran down the hallway, still naked and hard, heading for the bathroom with the taste of Jason's cum still on his tongue. He left his bedroom door wide open in his haste, and proceeded to open the bathroom door, which strangely seemed to open on its own. Max rushed inside, bumping in to Rev. Byrd who was just leaving the bathroom. "Oh fuck, sorry". Max said, embarrassed "I didn't know anyone was in here" "Clearly" Rev. Byrd said, amused at the accident, and trying to alleviate the boy's embarrassment. "Sorry for swearing" Max apologised. Max turned around to leave, but the vicar stopped him "I've finished, its all yours". The vicar looked Max up and down noticing his erection. Max closed the door behind the vicar, and proceeded to spit relentlessly into the sink, and began brushing his teeth. As Rev. Byrd walked down the landing, he was able to see right into Max's bedroom He saw Jason cleaning the cum off of his back with tissues from the box by the side of Max's bed. He looked Jason up and down. Jason caught his eye, and winked. With that Rev. Byrd hurried down the stairs with an amount of youthful speed that he had not mustered up in many years. "Who is that boy with Max?" Rev. Byrd asked Joan. "That is Jason", Joan replied, smiling. "Michelle Downer's son, oooh vicar, he is a lovely polite boy, I do hope he rubs of on my Max." "I think he has been doing that" Rev. Byrd chuckled to himself. Max returned from the bathroom and watched as Jason got dressed. "We're cool now, yeah?" He asked. "Yes, fam". Jason confirmed. "And don't pretend like you regret what we done". Jason left Max to get dressed, walked casually downstairs, popped in to say "Goodbye" to Joan and the vicar who were enjoying a cup of tea, jumped back in his mums Focus and headed off to town. Meanwhile back at his flat Jah'von had woken up, and was loading up the laptop hoping to Skype with Jake, not knowing that Jake had just arrived home from the park with company, and idea's of his own... -------------------------------------------------------- IF YOU WANT ME TO WRITE CHAPTER 13 PLEASE EMAIL: marcusdacosta@hotmail.co.uk. Your emails provoke me to write more :) Please donate to keep nifty alive! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html