Date: Fri, 4 Mar 2011 04:59:21 -0500
From: Jimmy C <uscdoc@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jimmy & His Brothers Chapter 3 (gay / incest)?

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Jimmy & His Brothers
Chapter 3

Jimmy woke the next morning in bed between his brothers. The boys shared
the only bedroom on the second floor of the dilapidated farmhouse. The
twins normally slept in the full size bed against one wall and he in a
small, sagging, dirty twin mattress against the wall of the opposite side
of the room.  They were snoring softly, spooned against him on each side.

In the morning silence he lay there, thinking about the previous day's
events. He could feel the older boys hard cocks poking him gently from each
side in their sleep. Ever so slowly, he wiggled from between them and slid
out the foot of the bed.  As quiet as a mouse he left the room and went
downstairs.  He helped himself to a glass of milk from the mostly empty
refrigerator and went to the living room. Digging through his few
belongings in the bottom of the coffee table, he pulled out his He-Man
coloring book and crayons, then kneeled at the table to color.

He picked a picture showing He-Man brandishing his sword to color and
hummed to himself as he filled in the lines.  He-Man would never be mean to
boys, he thought to himself as he worked. Why couldn't his father be like
He-Man? Why did God have to take his mother away from them? What had any of
them done to deserve the lives they were barely hanging onto?

Summer break was in mid swing and he would be spending practically all of
his time in his brother's care.  Ray was already up and gone to work for
the day, which was the norm. He may or may not come home that night,
depending on how drunk he got at the local bar, and if some unlucky woman
took him in for the night.  Jimmy lost himself in his coloring and fantasy
world, and before long he heard one of the twins in the kitchen, bumbling
through the cabinets, searching for something to make for breakfast.  Soon,
the smell of bacon and eggs wafted through the run down farm house and
Jimmy heard the older boys talking in the kitchen. He tried his best to
tune them out, as they talked about their father.

Justin had woke first and, like most thirteen year olds, was starving. He
was obviously the dominant of the two boys, a little larger in stature, and
in some ways much more mature. He went to the kitchen to make
breakfast. Jason had rose soon after and gone to the dining room where he
found the remainder of their fathers carton of Marlboro's on the table
which contained four unopened packs and the two that they had been forced
to try and smoke the night before.  On a piece of paper beside them was a
note scrawled in Ray's almost illegible handwriting: "If you're gonna
smoke, go ahead." A shiny new lighter lay on the table as well.

Jason's stomach cringed a little but at the same time he was excited. He
yelled to his twin who came to read the note as well.  "Well I'll be
damned," Justin said, taking one of the opened packs and stuffing it in the
front pocket of his ragged plaid shirt. Even after the last nights
experience, he still felt the need to smoke.

Breakfast was finished and Justin yelled at Jimmy to come and eat. The
three sat quietly and ate the puny breakfast that they had. The boys took
turns looking at each other, neither sure of anything to say to the others.

There was a creek that ran across the old farm, and in one place it was
wide and deep enough that the boys used it as a swimming hole. The morning
was hot already, and as they were lazy, having nothing in particular to do,
the twins decided that they would spend the day at the swimming hole. They
cleaned up the dishes, knowing that Ray would beat them if he came home and
found a mess, then headed out across the field and into the woods where the
creek ran.

Jimmy skipped and ran along ahead them, as the older boys tried their first
cigarettes of the morning that they were now allowed to smoke.  As the
smoke hit their lungs, both felt relaxed almost immediately. The strong
smoke no longer seemed quite so strong to them.  Gone was the heady
dizziness they had felt when sneaking a smoke in secret. It was replaced
with a feeling of calm, a feeling of warmness. They puffed away and were
soon at the swimming hole where they immediately stripped off all of their
clothes and waded into the chilly water.

The cool water was very refreshing in the muggy summer air.  The twins swam
out into the deep section and tried to impress themselves with their
swimming abilities.  Jimmy scrambled along the side of the creek, looking
for crawdads under the rocks.

Having no luck, he gave up and sat down, knees pulled up to his chest,
hugging them and watched his two older brothers as they splashed, dove, and
tussled each other about in the water. He couldn't help but notice that
their bodies were growing to be very muscular. Nowhere near as nice as
He-Man's, but very well defined in any case, and bulging in all the right
places.

He couldn't help but stare at them, and wish that he was more like them in
a way.

"Hey, why don't you come on in here?" Justin called to him.

"I don't wanna!" he shouted back.  In reality, he couldn't swim, and was
very much afraid of the water. Ray had never allowed Jimmy to do much and
sheltered him from pretty much all of the activities that he let the twins
do without caring.

"I don't think he can swim." Jason told his brother.

"Well, we're gonna have to fix that!" Justin replied. He started exiting
the water, and walked up onto the bank where their clothes lay. Jimmy
couldn't help but think how pretty his brother looked as his wet naked body
glistened in the light that trickled through the canopy of leaves above
them. Only the slightest hint of pubic and chest hair shown on him.  Jason
was right behind him.  He was the slightly smaller of the twins, muscles
not as well formed, but still quite rugged and good looking as well.

They shook the excess water off of them and got cigarettes, lighting them
in unison and came to sit with Jimmy.  Jason extended the cigarette to
Jimmy.  "Here, why don't you take a puff?" he asked.

Jimmy looked at the cigarette questioningly. Part of him knew that he
should just go ahead and do it, or he would never hear the end of it.  He
extended his hand and took it.

"Put it in your mouth like a straw and suck in on it."

Jimmy did as instructed and immediately his mouth was filled with the dark,
dirty taste of harsh Marlboro smoke. He coughed it out instantly and made a
face.  Jason took his cigarette back and expertly took a hit from it,
drawing the smoke deep in his chest, to demonstrate how it was done.  He
handed it back to Jimmy.

"Go ahead, try it again." Justin instructed him.

Jimmy did. He almost got the smoke inhaled when the coughing hit him. He
thought he was strangling on the thick smoke and tried to spit it out.  It
came out his nose and mouth, stinging ever so slightly as it escaped.
Tears welled up in his eyes.

Jason smacked him on the back and said, "That's okay, its pretty harsh when
you first try it.  It took me a couple tries before I really liked it,
too." Jimmy felt a little bit funny inside.

The older boys sat down with him, one on either side, and finished their
cigarettes. As they smoked, they talked about girls, football, and how
boring it was on the farm, and that there was never anything to do.  All of
this was true.

They were, in fact, very isolated. The farm sat in a valley, far removed
from even the closest neighbor, which was some ten or twelve miles away.
At one time it was a very busy, active place when their grandfather had ran
it. Cows, horses, and all manner of crops brought in good money. But when
Ray had inherited it, he sold all the livestock and let the fields go. The
farm now consisted mainly of overgrown thickets and hay fields.

"So, you don't know how to swim do you?" Jason asked.

"Nope." Jimmy replied. "I'm afraid of the water."

"Its nothing to be afraid of," Justin told him. He elbowed Jimmy in the
ribs. "You gotta quit being such a fraidy cat. I can teach you how to swim
if you want." Justin's still naked body glistened in the sunlight.

Jimmy mulled the idea around in his head for a minute and then agreed. The
twins whooped and were back in the water, splashing and shoving each other
under the surface.  Jimmy was having serious second thoughts.

"Go ahead and take those clothes off and come on it!" Jason called to
him. Jimmy stripped down to his underwear and started to wade into the
creek.  "Hey, hey, get those drawers off! You can't have wet underwear!"
Justin scolded him.

Jimmy turned around and shyly removed his underwear, flinging them onto his
other clothes which lay neatly folded on a nearby rock. He tried to hide
his privates as he waded into the water.  The older boys thought this was
incredibly funny.

"You're not a girl, stupid! Let it hang out! You've not got anything we
haven't seen already!" He grabbed his own meat and shook it. Jimmy suddenly
felt stupid and let himself go.

He waded into the water until it was waist deep and stopped. He was
shivering just a little, partly from fear, and partly from the chilly
water. Justin walked over to him and scooped him up in his big, strong
arms. "Just relax, and do what I tell you and you'll be okay." Jimmy threw
his arms around Justins neck and held him tight.

"Hey, you gotta let go, I've got you." Justin told him. Jimmy relaxed his
grip on his brother and let go. Justin moved him, holding him horizontal
with the water and waded out into the deeper area.

"Okay, now hold your head up and just breathe and relax." Justin started
lowering him into the water and it came up around him. Jimmy held his head
back as far as he could, trying to keep it out of the water. Justin lowered
him further into the water, but did not let go of him.

"Now kick your legs, really slow, like this..."Jason instructed as he came
along the other side and moved Jimmy's legs for him, showing him how to
kick.

Soon, the older boys had Jimmy swimming, or at least not drowning, and he
was elated. The three played in the water for hours and as the sun rose
into the sky, noon was almost upon them. All three were hungry. It was time
to dry off and head back home.  They found a sunny spot alongside the creek
and flopped down to dry off before getting dressed.

Jimmy felt much more at ease with his brothers than he ever had in his
life. He lay back on the gently sloping creek bank and rested his head in
Jason's lap. He looked up at his brother through his sky blue eyes. His
focus drifted above them to the canopy of trees overhead. The sound of the
babbling creek and birds chirping above them seemed like a peaceful
vacation from the Hell of their lives. The twins were smoking again and
Jimmy watched them, intently. He loved watching them smoke and it made him
feel something inside that he didn't know how to form into words or
express.  He felt Jason's young cock underneath his neck. An idea rushed
into his head, and he couldn't bear to hold it inside. He wanted to play
with it again like he had yesterday.  He sat up, beside his brother.

"Jason..." he started.

"Yeah, punk..." his brother replied.

"Remember yesterday? In the barn?" Jimmy didn't know how to say what he
wanted.

"Uh-huh." Jason responded.

"I was wondering... I mean, if your don't care... If I could, uh, play with
it again?" He eyed Jason's package.

"What? You mean my dick? You want to play with my dick?" Jason sounded both
shocked, amused, and maybe a little nervous. Justin craned his head to the
side and watched, listening intently.

"Ummmm... yeah." Jimmy responded slowly. He drew out his words.

"Mmmm... Okay... About that..." Jason seemed to be scrambling for words
now. "...Uhhh, we were just goofin' off... I don't think we should be doing
that stuff."

"Did it feel bad?" Jimmy asked.

"Naw..." he paused and hit his cigarette again. "... it felt really good
actually," Jason said. "But I don't really know if that's something we
should be doing together." He looked at his twin for help, but Justin gave
him the "You're on your own here" look and lit another cigarette.

"But it was kinda..." Jimmy searched for the word... "fun?"

Jason laughed a little, shaking his head. Obviously his conscience and
young dick were having an argument in his head. His dick was stretching,
semi-hard, on his leg.

"So let me get this straight," Justin interrupted, "You're okay with that?
You liked it?"

"Mmmmm..." Jimmy wasn't sure where to go with this.  He was in uncharted
territory here, he thought. "...kinda?"

Justin seemed to think for a minute, then responded "Well, hell, if you
liked it then I don't care. You can play with my dick for me anytime you
want to. It'll save me from having to jerk it myself!"

Jason thought for a minute. "Yeah, I guess if you want to do it then it's
okay then. But you can't tell anybody about this. Nobody. Ever. Do you
understand?"

Jimmy nodded yes.

"Yeah, we would have to kill you if you did." Justin said. His voice was
joking but his face was serious.

"Okay, I promise." Jimmy made a cross my heart motion.

Jason somewhat reluctantly stretched out on the grass, nervously, opening
his legs a little. His dick was still semi hard and Jimmy took it in his
hands.  The first thing he noticed was it's warmth. It felt so warm in his
chilly, wet hands. Jason grunted a little, but didn't move away. Jimmy
tugged on it a little, feeling the loose foreskin that wrapped his brothers
hardening dick.  He pushed the foreskin back with both hands, exposing the
tip of Jason's dick to the air. The skin glided so smoothly over his
brother's pole. It felt fascinating to him. Jimmy was in awe at his
brothers dick.  It was just about the same length as a dollar bill and
about as big around as a medium banana.

Justin was now beside him, talking low into his ear.

"Yeah, that's how you make it feel really good. Wrap your hands around it
and work it up and down." He instructed Jimmy on how to stroke his
brother's cock. Jimmy did as he was told, and Jason moaned softly, bucking
his hips into his brothers hands that held his dick.  He was lying flat of
his back and he placed his cigarette in his mouth, leaving it there,
holding it pursed in his lips.

As Jimmy slowly worked Jason's stiff shaft up and down, Jason held his nuts
in his left hand, pulling them back. That seemed to make his dick grow a
little bit longer.  Jason was practically writhing on the ground now in his
hands, repeatedly sucking furiously on his cigarette as Jimmy pumped him
faster and faster. Justin urged him on and Jimmy's heart raced in his
chest.

Suddenly, Jason's cock seemed to go even harder. His dick head seemed to
swell a little and he erupted, blasting shot after shot of hot white
milk. Most landed on his chest, but some hit Jimmy square in his mouth.

Before he could spit it out, he noticed that it tasted ... good! Semi salty
and sweet at the same time. He rubbed it around in his mouth with his
tongue, savoring the flavor and texture. it was gooey and warm, and the
consistency was like soft yogurt. He swallowed it.

Jason spat out his cigarette and sat up.

"Oh fuck, that was great!" he said. he kissed his brother square on the
mouth.  Jimmy could taste his brothers smoky mouth on his, it was the first
time he had ever been kissed on the mouth.

"Do me now?" Justin was laying down beside him. Jimmy was more than happy
to oblige. Jason knelt beside him and watched. He put his arm around his
little brother and sat so close that Jimmy had to strain a little to move
his hands the way he wanted.  Justin's dick was ever so slightly smaller
than his brothers, but identical in every other way. Soon Jimmy felt
Justin's cock harden in the same way Jason's had just moments before. He
felt the head start to swell in his hand.

Remembering how good his brothers milk had tasted, as Justin started to
shoot, Jimmy bent forward, cramming his mouth full of his brothers dick. He
felt Justin's nuts contract over and over as he pumped load after load of
the delicious white goo into him.

"Wow!" Jason was saying behind him excitedly, "He's fucking sucking on your
dick man!" Jimmy felt hands on the back of his head. They were Justin's,
and he was trying to push his dick deeper into his mouth as he pumped out
his load. Jimmy tried to take the loads that Justin was pumping into his
mouth, but his mouth was full, and it overflowed, spilling out and
trickling down the shaft of Justin's cock.  When he was spent, Justin
released his brother.

"Oh fuck," he moaned and pulled a cigarette out of his pack. He struck it
and inhaled.  He turned his face downward, looking at his little
brother. Jason was sitting beside him, watching awestruck at Jimmy, who was
sucking and licking the gooey white come off of Justin's rapidly deflating
dick and happily wiping it off of his face and licking it from his fingers.

"Jesus Christ, that was fucking awesome!" Justin panted. Jason joined him
in a smoke and the two sat, looking at their younger brother, whose own
cock was now standing at full attention. Jimmy looked down at his own stiff
dick. This was the first time he had noticed his own cock being hard. He
wrapped his hand around it and pumped it a few times like he had just done
his brothers. A few pumps was all it took and he had his first dry orgasm
right there. Wave after wave of ecstasy went through his body. He wanted to
have this feeling always!

He could still taste his brothers' sweet milk in his mouth as they got
dressed and headed back to the house for some lunch.  The singular thought
that run through his head was that he wanted more.

On the way back, Jimmy hung back with his brothers.  Normally he would have
ran ahead, but today he walked between them. Each one held one of his hands
as they walked. They were unusually quiet as they walked along, contentedly
smoking their Marlboro's. Neither of the older brothers had anything to say
for a change.  Jimmy hummed quietly to himself, happy for the first time
that he could ever remember.

After what seemed like an eternity of silence, Jimmy spoke.

"When can we do that again?"

The twins looked at each other, then at him. Neither knew how to answer or
what to say.

"I hope we can do it again real soon." Jimmy said.

Justin and Jason hoped so too.


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