Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2009 17:59:51 -0800 (PST) From: Jon D Subject: Mill Town Boys- 5 Revised Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between my characters and real people, places, or events is merely a coincidence. This story contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between teenage boys. If you are not 18 years old or if it is illegal where you live to read material of this kind, please stop here. If this story might offend you go to another site. Everyone have fun and enjoy. You are invited to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Mill Town Boys-5 The Call Trevor stopped by my place one evening after youth baseball practice. As he would be turning sixteen soon, this was his last summer to be eligible for this particular program. So, he was staying late and getting all he could out of it. Momma didn't mind him coming over to my place a couple of times a week, but if it was more often than that, she let him know, saying, "you best come home.". "What's for supper?" Trev grinned as he plopped down on the sofa and put his feet up on my beat up coffee table. "Spaghetti, and you're making it," I laughed. It had been a long day at the community center, and I was happy my place was just up the stairs and not half way across town. Trev sighed, got to his feet, and got busy pulling out pots, pans, and food from the cupboard. "Momma teaching you to cook?" I asked as I sat down in Trev's place, and put my feet up just as he had done. I clicked the remote and watched the TV come on. "Yeah, and I kind of like it." "Nice, you can cook for me anytime you want. Frozen dinners get boring after a while.." Trev laughed, filled the kettle with water and put it on the stove. Twenty minutes later I set the table and Trev put the food out. "Looks great, Trev." "Thanks, let's dig in before it gets cold." The meal tasted even better than it looked. Trev was becoming a pretty good cook, even if he was still my little brother. Halfway through, I went to the fridge and pulled out a cheap bottle of wine that I had left over from a party months earlier. One of the guys had lifted it from his dad's stash and forgot to take it home with him. "Don't tell Momma," I said, gesturing toward Trev and offering him a glass. "What she don't know won't hurt her," He smiled and we both laughed. "You don't know how many times I've said that," I grinned, "at least a hundred." "How is the shopping coming along for your truck?" Trev sat back, gulped down the wine and held out his glass for more. "I like the Dodge Dakota, but the Ford looks good too. I guess I haven't made up my mind yet." "Daddy liked Dodge, Ram Tough!" I laughed. "Yeah," Trev said softly. We were both quiet for a moment as we remembered the good times we had with Daddy in his worn out truck. I poured more wine, and we clinked glasses to Daddy's memory. "You get the dishes," Trev giggled, obviously starting to feel the wine a bit. I cleared the table and Trev finished off the bottle. "Go easy on that stuff; I don't want my brother to have the reputation as `that drunken little wine boy.'" Trev giggled then we both laughed. My cell phone was on the kitchen table, when it rang, I gave Trev a nod to have him answer. "Oh hi, Momma," Trev said, giving me a wink like he was trying to not act tipsy. Trev listened for a minute and got a strange look on his face. "Gone? Gone where?" Trevor cocked his head at an angle, like he was trying to figure out a tough math problem. I watched as his face went from bewildered to wide eyed. He looked at me and his eyes grew wet. "Derek." I stepped closer and he held out the phone to me. "What's wrong? I whispered. "It's Nanna," he said with a crack in his voice. I knew from the look, the same stunned look Momma had the day Daddy died. "It's Derek, Momma," I said softly into the phone. I heard my Momma's sad voice. "Your Nanna had a heart attack this afternoon. The hospital just called me. I guess they found my number in her purse. There wasn't anything they could do." "Trevor and I will be home in a few minutes. Do you want anyone else to come over?" "Could you just call the preacher?" Momma cried softly. "I don't think I'm up to it." "I'll call him right now. I'm so sorry." I closed up the phone, Trev stood up and we hugged. Trevor cried and I felt tears on my cheeks as well. "It's all right," I whispered. "Nanna knew her time was getting short." Trev held me closer and I felt his head on my chest nod slightly. "We need to get home to Momma," Trev whispered. Trev looked up and I wiped the tears from his face with my thumbs. He tried a small grin, and then an embarrassed giggle came out. "I'm too old to cry like this." "We both loved Nanna, no reason to be embarrassed about that." Trev nodded again, and I pulled him close one more time. He leaned in, gave me a soft kiss on the lips, and a hug. "Thanks," he said. I went to the closet and quickly threw a few things in my knapsack. I took just enough to get by for a day or two. I got my toothbrush and some odds and ends from the bathroom and we were ready. I called the preacher and told him the news. He said he would stop by later in the evening after we had some time alone with Momma. I thanked him. Trev and I headed home. * * * * That night at the house there were hugs, kisses, tears, and believe it or not even some laughter. Nanna had been in decline for the last year, and Momma had made quite a few trips to stay with her and help her out. In the end, she had been in her garden, and must have collapsed. A neighbor found her there and called the ambulance, but she was gone. "Just like your nanna," Momma said with a little shake of her head and a small smile, "doing work in the heat of the day, when she should have been resting." We all stayed up late talking, and when Momma finally said she was tired, we all headed off to bed. * * * * The next morning there was plenty to do. After breakfast I drove over to the community center and posted a sign that we would be closed for the day. I called the city administrator and explained things and she said she would see to getting a volunteer to fill in until I could get back. After we all packed a few things, we drove the several hours to Nanna's place. We met with the funeral home folks and the preacher from Nanna's church. Momma made it clear what she wanted; Nanna never did get around to planning for what she knew must have been coming. Momma then asked if she could have some time alone with Nanna. Momma went into the room alone, when Trev and I tried to follow, she gently pushed us back. "Ya'll can see her tomorrow, after she's had her hair done." Trev looked at me and I gave him a slight nod of the head. "Whatever you want, Momma," Trev said softly. * * * * The funeral, the service at the grave, and the lunch after, all went perfectly. Momma stood tall and proud, but she kept us close. It was during that day that I noticed Trevor's behavior. Trevor had tears for his Nanna, but he was in complete control of himself. I saw him give Momma a hand in and out of the car, open a door, or take something she held out in her hand, unsure of what to do with it. He was looking after our Momma when she needed someone near. My little brother seemed to be growing up. * * * * Three days after we first arrived, we were all finally headed back to our house again. Once settled, Momma kissed us both on the cheek. Exhausted, she went to her room for a nap. "You've been doing real good through all this, Trevvy." Trevor looked at me. "You ok?" Trev nodded. "Momma needs me to be strong," he said gently. "I'm the man of the house since you moved to your place." I smiled. "I know what you're feeling." I was just seventeen when Daddy died. I had to stand up and take care of things then, and Trev felt he had to do it now. We were quiet for a little bit. "Maybe I should move back here for a while, you remember how Momma had a hard time with Daddy's passing." Trev thought for a moment. "You need to get back to work. There are lots of people depending on you." I started to object, but Trev continued. "I can take care of Momma; I'll call you if there's anything I can't handle." I knew Trev was probably right, and besides I wasn't going to be that far away. "Ok, I guess I'll go back to my place then." I stood and Trev came over and wrapped his arms around me in a hug. "I love you forever, you know that, right?" "Yeah." Trev whispered. Nothing more needed to be said. * * * * Four or five days went by and Trev and I spoke on the phone each night. Momma would sometimes call during the day. I stayed busy at the community center. The volunteer had managed to keep the doors open for the kids, but there was a lot of work that didn't get done. I guess there were maybe thirty phone calls to return, supplies to order, arrangements to be made for programs that were booked plus all the usual cleaning. Some of the kids had started to act out a bit because I wasn't there to see that the rules were followed. So, it was taking some effort to get things back to normal. I was tired each night, but a part of me wanted to run over to the house every night to check on Momma and Trevor. Another part said, "Trevor is taking care of things. Trust him." I listened to the part that said "Trust Him". * * * * Sunday came along, I met Momma and Trev at the door of the church and we went to services, and then out to eat. Momma announced she was going to Nanna's house to start packing and cleaning things up. Trev said he'd go along, he was sure she'd need the help. I saw that he was torn between going along with her and helping out, or missing another week of baseball. Momma saw it too. "Momma, maybe a couple of ladies from Nanna's church could help? Trev can stay with me, that way he wouldn't miss another week of baseball." "No Momma," I want to help you, "I really do." Momma looked at Trev and smiled, "This is my work," she said gently. "Derek has a good idea; I'll get the help I need." Turning to me she smiled, "Thank you honey for helping me remember I still have my children to think about. You boys can manage here, and then come over on the weekend." * * * * Momma left early Monday morning, and Trev got back to baseball. I made plans to finish work early and met Trev at the park. We decided to splurge and have supper at a little family cafe on Main Street. "You smell like an old jock," I laughed as Trev climbed into my truck. "How about I shower before we eat?" He smiled; I started the engine, and headed to my place. Supper was nothing fancy, but we enjoyed not having to cook and clean things up. Once back home, we settled on the couch and watched a DVD. We didn't talk much, and when the movie ended, we both just started to get ready for bed. I showered and walked back out in my boxers with my toothbrush still in my mouth. Trev smiled, but it was mixed with a hint of sadness. I spit in the kitchen sink and rinsed with a glass of water. "I keep forgetting to put a glass in there," I joked. Trevor was already in my bed when I turned back. I walked over, pulled my boxers off, and slipped in next to him. Trev rolled toward me and I gave him a hug. "It's been a while since we've been together," I whispered. "Yeah, I've really missed you," Trev choked. I ran my hands slowly over my brother's back and he pulled me closer. Our dicks rubbed against one another and grew firm. I slowly moved my hand down his back to touch the soft mound of his ass. Trev's cock jerked and grew stiff. Trevor worked his hand between us and felt my hard shaft. His hand slowly tugged at my dick and played with my nuts. I felt his finger tickle and rub against the crease between my balls and my hole. I let my finger find his crack and lovingly played up and down the valley, teasing the entrance to his private place. We kissed deeply but gently, our tongues engaged in a kind of oral intercourse, thrusting and sucking. "You taste nice," Trev giggled as he pulled his mouth away from mine, "Spearmint toothpaste." I laughed and kissed him lightly on the lips. "You don't taste too bad yourself, chocolate ice cream." We kissed again, gently and deeply. Trev tugged on my dick and I softly rubbed his ass. Both of us needed to be close but more than that we needed to feel the love we shared for one another. The tenderness of each movement brought warmth, comfort, and a sense of security. We cuddled like that for a long time. "Hm, you know what would feel good about now? I finally whispered in Trev's ear. Trev slid lower on the bed, took my cock in his hand and placed his mouth an inch from the head. "This?" "Yeah," I moaned as Trevor opened his mouth and took me in. He sucked me a couple of times and then lapped at the head of my dick with his tongue. He stroked my shaft as he wrapped his warm lips around my cock and bobbed up and down. I guided his head with my hands and let my brother give me the kind of blow job that only a brother can give. My toes curled each time he deep throated me knowing he had swallowed every inch of me. "Fuck, that's nice," I whispered as I lay back and enjoyed the feelings that Trevor's mouth was giving my cock. The head of my dick grew sensitive and each lap of his tongue sent shivers through me. I ran my fingers through his hair as he worked his mouth over my dick again and again. He went on and on for what seemed like forever. "Hm, you know what would feel good about now?" Trev giggled as he pulled his mouth off my dick and looked up at me. I smiled; we knew each other way too well not to know what each of us liked. I saw him wiggle his ass in invitation. Trev rolled on to his stomach and I got on my knees over his boyish butt. I softly pulled his buns open as Trev laid his head on his arms, and closed his eyes in anticipation. I hocked up a little spit and let the drool slowly fall from my mouth, into his crack, and right on top of his hole. "This?" I asked. "Yeah," Trev moaned as first my finger, and then my tongue started to play back there. Nothing feels better to Trevor than somebody playing with his ass. Even at age thirteen he had loved the feeling he got when something was teasing his hole. Now at almost sixteen he had a fined tuned sensitivity to anything anal. I slowly licked up and down his crack, lightly kissing his butt cheeks every once and a while. The tip of my finger wiggled just inside the ring of his ass; He squirmed each time I gave it a little twist. I couldn't get in very far because it was too dry. I licked his hole a few more times and he made little sounds of happiness every time my tongue touched him there. I tried my finger again but it still wasn't going too far inside. "Lube it," Trev finally mumbled after a few more minutes of ass kisses and tongue. I crawled to my night stand and got the lube, popped the top, and slicked up his anus. I gently inserted my finger and with the added lubrication it easily slipped inside his butt. I eased my finger forward and felt the soft warmth of his rear end close tightly around it. We had been fucking since he was thirteen, so a finger in there didn't hurt in the slightest; it gave him nothing except pleasure. Without pain or discomfort when being penetrated, he just had the feel good moment that comes when something first slides in. Trevor rolled his hips and raised his ass to meet my finger. He made a little sound of contentment. "You're such a bottom," I chuckled as Trev whimpered in pleasure. I fingered his hole from every angle, Trev couldn't have been happier. Eventually, I gently pulled my finger out and watched Trevor's butt cheeks close. I took the lube and squirted some into my hand and greased my cock from the head down to the base of the shaft. We both knew we were going to fuck. I didn't have to ask. "How do you want it?" Trev pulled his knees under himself and raised his butt. Head still on the mattress, he eagerly offered me his teen ass. I got to my knees behind him. Seeing his ass was a little high in the air, I rose to my feet and bent my knees, aiming my dick at the pink center. Trev whimpered a little as my cock settled between his cheeks. I watched as my dick parted his buns and then pushed against his hole. Trevor took in a soft breath as he felt me at the door. "Yeah," he whimpered, "Give it to me." I slowly pushed forward, the head of my dick squeezed past the tight ring guarding his tunnel and then on into his butt. "Ugh," Trev grunted, and then wiggled his ass, urging me to go deeper. I placed my hands on Trev's waist and slowly pulled myself forward, inserting another inch of my dick into my brother's butt. I pulled back and then made a little thrust with my hips and plowed deeper. One more pull back, and then a final push to bury myself in his warm insides. "God, I love your ass," I grunted, going balls deep, pulling out, and then stroking in and out again. Squatting over Trev's butt like that was tough on my legs, but the feel of his tight hole gripping my dick was incredible. I loved the sound of my balls as they slapped against his upturned ass. "Ah, fuck me," Trevor whimpered as I slid into him again and again. "Give me that cock". I did what he asked, and with long strokes fucked my little brother's ass as never before. Seeing him face down and ass up like that was incredible. I felt my dick swell even further as we fucked. The only problem, my legs were getting tired. I pulled out and rolled on to my back. Trev looked over his shoulder and quickly crawled closer. He straddled my crotch, his butt positioned directly over my dick. "Yeah, sit on it." Trev pulled his cheeks apart with both hands as I held my cock up. He sat back and in one motion sat down, firmly impaling himself on my penis. Trev closed his eyes as he methodically slid up and down on my dick. I held him by the waist, steadying him as he fucked himself. He was in control now and he used my cock like his own private dildo. After maybe five minutes of this, he slowly leaned forward to kiss me. I spread my legs wide and thrust my hips, fucking my cock deep into his hole. He groaned enjoying this new feeling. He let me thrust for a while, stuffing my cock as far as I could into his rectum as we kissed. The grunts and groans were genuine; our bodies were now starting to yearn for release. He wanted cock, and I wanted ass. It was a match made in heaven. I felt myself nearing the end, but I wanted to have more of him. I held my brother tightly by the waist, and gently rolled us over so he was on his back. My dick fell out, but Trev grabbed it, spread his legs pulling his knees back toward his ears. He guided me back to his hole, positioning the head at his entrance. We stared into each other's eyes as I pushed forward and penetrated him again. I very slowly inserted my cock and filled every inch of his ass. Face to face, we could see the love in each other's eyes. It was almost as if our dicks were acting on their own. I didn't pay attention to the fucking any more; I just stared into Trevor's eyes. I leaned down, Trev wrapped his legs around my waist as I plowed myself as deeply as I could into him. We kissed lovingly and then with a bit of urgency. "I want to make you cum," I whispered in his ear. I picked up speed and started to pound my brother's hole a little faster. "Yeah, make me cum," he grunted, holding my neck and pulling his legs tight, so his butt could take all of me. "Fuck me" He whimpered, as he wiggled his ass trying to suck me deeper into his body. I did fuck him. I went slowly, and then faster, I twisted my dick from one side to the next, and explored every inch of his ass. I aimed for his prostate and then did little rabbit fucks fast and furious against it with my cock head. It drove him nuts. I tried everything I could think of to give me brother pleasure. "Fuck!" he whined, "Do that, do that again," he begged as I finally found his favorite spot. Our eyes were glued on each other and I saw the strain on Trev's face as he now worked at getting his nut. "You ready?" I grunted as I felt my sack pull tight. "Yeah," Trev moaned. His face contorted in pleasure. I pumped harder and harder into his ass and felt my orgasm build. I knew Trev probably couldn't get off rolled tight into a ball like that. So, I pulled out and scooted back a little. Trev dropped his legs on either side of me reaching for his cock. We stared at each other as we both grabbed our dicks and jerked. Looking into each others eyes, we masturbated, almost willing the other to cum. "Gonna shoot!" Trev finally moaned as he arched his back. His ass came off the mattress. I was there too. We both squirted at almost the exact same moment. I watched Trev close his eyes. Three hard jets of cream shot out the end of his dick, onto his tummy and up toward his neck. My cock jerked, I felt four warm squirts travel the full length of my dick and spray onto my brother's crotch and stomach. Our hands work feverishly as we each pulled at our cocks, trying to squeeze out a few drops more. The gasps and grunts added to the orgasmic moment. Cum flew everywhere. The moment seemed to last a long time, but in truth it was only a short time. Then it was over. Panting, we slowly calmed down and Trev looked up. A smile crossed his face. "That was awesome," he said softly, still gently stroking his now softening cock. "Yeah, one of our best," I grinned. I flopped down next to Trev and rolled on to my back. We lay side by side in silence, enjoying the sunset of the sex. I tenderly reached over and ran a finger over Trev's tummy, drawing little circles in the cold sticky mess. "You feel nasty," I chuckled as I pulled two greasy fingers out of the puddle near his belly button. Trev laughed. "I guess I need another shower." After cleaning up, Trev snuggled against me. Contented, we both soon fell asleep. * * * * The morning came early as Trev woke before dawn with the hardest dick I think he has ever had. I had made the mistake of sleeping on my side, and I woke to the feel of his cock head pushing against my ass hole. "Derek, I'm really horny," Trev whispered in my ear as I slowly came out of my sleep. His tone was urgent, and in a way, he was asking permission as his dick bumped up against my hole. I almost never let him fuck me. But this time I knew it was something my brother not only wanted, but I could sense he really needed from me. "Ok, but don't hurt me," I said softly, knowing Trevor would never think of doing so. The pressure on my hole increased. I felt my brother's greasy dick slowly slip passed my ring and creep up my ass. I bore down and opened myself to him, letting him have me in any way he wanted. Once he was in, he fucked me slowly, deliberately, and with love. I didn't get hard; the feel of him in my ass is always a little strange and sometimes uncomfortable. I much prefer being the top. But, Trev knew that and went slowly. After many long gentle strokes, Trev grew a little impatient and started to pick up the pace. He fucked into me a bit faster. His speed increased as he grew closer to orgasm. Then came the last few strokes, they were hard, determined, and purposeful. He grunted as he drove his dick deep into my rear end. He seemed to want to breed my ass; I could feel that he needed to get off. His thrusts were now so hard that I winced in pain as he plowed into me. My ass went into a spasm and my hole clamped down tightly around his dick. He now had to work harder to thrust it up my butt. The effort must have also given him some incredible feelings because I knew he was getting close. I felt his balls slapping me, and I pushed my ass back against his crotch. I wanted him to have all of me. "I'm gonna cum," he groaned and stroked deeper. "Fuck, I'm cumming!" His warm seed shot deep into my bowels. It felt as if I was getting an enema. I groaned as his spunk flooded my tunnel and pushed its way into my belly. He fucked into me a few more times and then paused, his balls against my ass. I could feel his dick twitch in my hole as it spit out the last of its juice. I clamped down, tightening my ass ring to grab hold of his shaft. It still felt strange having my brother's cock in my ass, but at that moment it also somehow felt wonderful. We stayed motionless, enjoying the incredible feelings washing over us. Finally, Trev snuggled his head against the back of my neck. He nudged his dick a tiny bit deeper so as to park it firmly in my rear end. "Thanks," he whispered in my ear. Moments passed, and I felt his cock slowly wither and then the head slid out of my ass. We were quiet for a couple of minutes. I turned over so I could face Trev. He looked at me as if he was worried I'd be angry. I kissed him lightly on the lips. "That was nice," I smiled, and Trev giggled. I ran a finger through the tuft of hair covering his eyes. "But please don't make a habit of fucking me in my sleep," I grinned. Trev nodded, "Deal," he said with a grin, "Just once and a while then!" We both laughed. We held each other close, secure in the knowledge that we would be lovers forever. Sleep came easy, the day could wait a little bit longer. If you liked this chapter, or have ideas for a future one feel free to write Playbuddy123@yahoo.com.