Date: Fri, 23 Jan 2004 23:55:15 EST
From: JonLe000@aol.com
Subject: Jock Bros

The story is mine. The whole thing is fictional. Please don't reprint
this without asking me first. Please only have sex if you're over 18.
Please remember to practice safe sex, and to vote, and various other
things.

Give me some feedback if you want another chapter, OK?
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Joe was the All-American boy. Blonde, bubble-butted, blue-eyed and
breathtakingly beautiful. He hated being called a boy. At 16, he was a
man. He'd even told his parents and teachers to stop calling him "Joey",
and they had. They respected him because he was so kind, strong, and
commanding.

Joe had his pick of beautiful cheerleaders and even some college girls.
Short, tall, flat-chested, buxom, black, white, Hispanic, Asian...they
all craved the way he filled out his football pants. In front and back.
He packed a thick tool which filled out to nearly 8 cherry-popping inches
of studly flesh. A few guys, from the closeted pocket protector set to
his faggoty homeroom teacher to his married, jock god gym coach all eyed
his crotch with envy and lust.

Joe ignored them. He didn't think about guys that way. It was wrong,
sick. Perverted. Besides, his brother was a homo. Chris wasn't really a
sissy, not with that swimmer's build (diving champion in his current
senior year), but he wasn't a real man. Joe's parents accepted their
eldest son's deviant behavior, but Joe couldn't. At least not when other
people were around. Chris had sucked Joe off a few times, while he
thought Joe was asleep. Joe faked a few snores and arched his hips
mechanically. Chris had a great set of lips. Almost as full as some of
the black girls who'd chowed down on Joe's white meat. Chris hadn't been
as interested lately, and Joe was starting to wonder why.

Then came the day that Joe got out of practice early. The 'rents were at
work, so he planned to have a nice long stroke session and then take a
nap in his soft bed.

But when he got to his room, moans and whimpers emanated from the
half-shut doorway.

"Oh year, fuckin' your tight ass on your tight end brother's bed. Gotta
love the big football star. Gonna plow his ass too, one of these days.
Start with you though cause I know what a whore you are. Gonna check you
out. Gonna fuck you raw..."

Joe was curious and strangely excited. His brother was literally biting
the pillow, his short, curly black hair tugged on by a thick, meaty hand.
His full, lush lips - cocksucker lips - were pursed in guttural bliss.
His compact butt wiggled and jostled in time with the commanding thrusts
of the daddy who topped him.

Joe decided to have some fun. He pushed the door open.

"Hey bro!!! SURPRI....."

His words trailed off. Having your jaw drop to the floor does that. The
person who continued to plow his brother smirked at the new arrival.

"Keep your mouth like that and you can stay. But get naked. NOW."

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OK, that's it for the first chapter. Tell me what you want to see happen
next. Who is the top? Will he bottom Joe? What about Chris?