Date: Mon, 12 May 2008 16:22:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Larry_c_@excite.com
Subject: My Brother's Kids, chapter 11

Same warnings and admonitions as always. This is a FICTION work; I do not
support doing things with under-aged youth in real life! Hope you don't
either! ENJOY!

We left off:

Having moved to the shower, and now enjoying the pleasure of once again
washing each other, we suddenly detected a presence in the bathroom ...

      "G'Mornin' Dad ... G'Mornin' Unka!  You sure look happy today! Must'a
been a reaaallllllll gooooooooood sleep you had! It's almost noon already!"

      "Sure was, Boys! Best night we've had in ages! Thanks for letting us
sleep in."

      "What if we said: "Film at 11"?

      "You better be kidding, you little rascals! Now let us get finished
up and get ourselves put together. Then maybe we'll decide on something we
all four can do for the afternoon before Kor has to head back to his place
and get ready for school tomorrow."

       "Dad ... you both know what we'd really like to do together ... But
I suppose we ought'a be happy that you said we can have Joey and Billy as
leaders ... at least for now, huh!"

      "Dang, Eaton ... you two ever gonna lighten up on us? Give us a
break! Please!"


My Brother's Kids Are Now Mine Chapter Eleven

The boys left the bathroom laughing at how we still reacted. After all,
they knew they were `just kidding' to get a reaction. We weren't so sure
they were bluffing!

Back in the boy's room, an interesting conversation began...

      "Nice thought, Little Bro! joking about `Film at 11' ... geesh, guy,
where'd you come up with that one?"

      "Who says I'm jokin'?"

      "Huh? Wait a sec ... you can't really be serious...can you?"

      (Huge grin...) "I may be a kid, but I ain't a kidder! Not this time,
anyway. C'mere and I'll show ya! Remember that pocket video camera our
first Dad gave us for Christmas last year?"

      "Yeah I do, but ... how could you make a film of Dad and Uncle Kor
without them knowing you were in the room?"

      "C'mon, Eaton ... use your head for something better than to keep
your ears apart. I may not be ten yet, but I ain't a stupid little kid
anymore! And you ... I gave you credit for a lot more brains than you're
using right now. If you really wanted what you say you do bad enough, just
how would you figure out to get it?"

      "Hmmmmm, ... lemme see! Uh ... little camera ... our room next to
theirs ... a closet on our wall, but only book shelving on their side
... hmmmmmm ... wait! You didn't, did you? Really?"

      "Look for yourself, Bro ... right here! (Pointing to a small hole in
the closet wall, at the proper level to allow the mentioned camera to aim
past the opposite side's bookshelf directly to the bed ;) ... Wanna see
just how good the camera is? I got the DVD in the player. Push the start
button."

As the DVD began to play, the first few moments of the home movie contained
a lot of movement ... from required adjustment of the camera's
position. When the aim became correct, the zoom lense was activated, which
brought the bed into full screen. The next five or six minutes had no
action at all ... until Korey came from the shower, totally naked and fully
hard, and reclined on his side of the king-sized satin-sheeted mattress.
Soon, Larry followed, also in his birthday suit, joining Korey by
instigating kisses, hugs, and other loving actions of romantic
foreplay. Eaton was flabbergasted at the clarity of the pictures, and at
the fact that Casey was so resourceful and skillful in his deviancy...

      "Damn, Case! Where'd you get this idea in the first place?"

      "I snuck a peak at a magazine "Matt" had with him the night we spent
together ... named, oh yeah, I remember now ... `Handjobs'. It's a bunch of
Dad/Son stories. Anyway, it's all about boys who are already 18 who find
ways to get their dads to do things with `em; you know what I mean. Well,
this one guy ... whose dad tried to refuse just once too often ... decided
if he could film his dad doin' stuff, then his dad would have to start
sharin' things with the kid, or the kid would accidentally let someone find
the video and well...'News at 11' was the story's title. So ... "

      "Fuck, Little Dude ... that's blackmail! We can't do that to Dad. We
love him too much to ... to even consider ... "

       "Course we do! But what if either Dad or Unca Kor accidentally found
it in the living room player. We wouldn't have to threaten a thing
... they'd bring it up to us that maybe we all ought to sort'a keep each
other happy, so that no one ever felt like doing anything stupid."

      "God, Case ... you could turn out to be a cruel little bastard
someday! That scares me! We've been raised better'n that! How can you even
think about turning against Dad or Uncle Kor like that?"

      "OK, Saint Eaton ... tell me you don't want Dad as much as I do? Tell
me you'd never get sick of being told no! Tell me you've completely gotten
over the great times we've already had with Kor before he got to be an
adult! Tell me you don't crave all the love we can get! Tell me there's a
better way! C'mon ... tell me!"

      "I will tell you this ... that if we manage to get sex through this
kind of stuff, it won't be love! Hell, Case ... it would turn into
distrust, hate, anger, and pure fear. Love'd fly out the fuckin' window!
Damn it, Bro ... It'd be worse than being told no! Can't you see that? You
gotta believe me on this one. Yes, I crave being loved in all ways by Dad
and Kor too, but not this way! It's hurtful and downright cruel. It would
tear us all apart forever! Please listen to me!"

      "But it worked in the `Handjobs' story!"

      "Case ... Case ... that's fiction! Like a fairytale; all lived
happily ever after stuff! It sells mags! It isn't real! What I'm hoping is
that Dad and Kor come to the place where they ask us to join in to bring us
all closer together as a family ... not that they be blackmailed into a
sexual straightjacket that kills true emotional ties and real love's
expression. At least promise me that you won't go ahead with this unless I
tell you that we have absolutely no other choice ... please!"

Before Casey could respond, Kor knocks on their bedroom door and asks if we
all can meet in the living room to decide what we're going do for the
afternoon. Turning off the DVD and hiding it, Case answers...

                                  "Be there in just a minute, Unka Kor!"

Eaton grabs Casey in a loving hug and whispers a thank-you for hiding the
disc. Case nods and whispers ...

      "Yeah, I promise! I just didn't think about al that stuff you just
said!

... And off to the living room they went. When everyone was seated, Larry
asked for suggestions of activities that might be of interest. Kor
mentioned that we ought to find something different than the beach or the
amusement park this time ... something that might begin a new memory book
of family fun, now that our definition of being a family has changed so
drastically from what it used to be ... something unique that might become
very special to just the four of us ...

      "Dad, Kor ... do we even have to go somewhere to have a special
memory?"

      "What do you mean, Eaton?"

      "Well ... to me at least, just being alone with you is wonderful,
especially since we missed so much time together during the run of the show
and all."

      "If that's what you'd really enjoy, it does make sense, Son."

      "Me too, Daddy! I'm kind'a tired of going and doing and being
somewhere else. It'd sure be different to just stay home and enjoy each
other and stuff! ... especially since Kor is now family too."

      "Gee thanks, Case! It means a lot for you to say that about
me. Knowing that you guys feel like I really belong makes me feel accepted
and loved even more."

      "If we stay home, boys, what shall we do here? Shall we rent a movie
or what?"

      "UH ... maybe we ought'a make a family movie about how we all got put
together ... or something like that!"

      "And just how would we do that, Case?"

      "We got this video cam that ..."

      "That we've never used yet, Dad. Maybe you could show us how to make
one with it. Our first Dad gave it to us last Christmas."

      "Not a bad idea, boys, but maybe we ought to start the story now that
we are together, and not the `how' ... that part might be a bit painful to
film ... the funeral and the car crash still being pretty raw in my system
this soon."

      "Hey ... I have an idea! What if we start out with shots of us all
playing in the yard ... maybe football, or Frisbee, or even in the pool
together having a good time. I can film you three, and then we can take
turns with who shoots and who plays, so I can get into the mix too."

      "Good idea, Kor! We can introduce you as a family friend that the
boys glommed onto while you baby-sat ... and how they treated like family
... and then, as you and I decided to join as a couple, we can figure out
some way to say it without getting into social hot water, especially with
the school crowd."

      "Uh ... Lar? If this film is just for us, why can't we be honest
... for our own record? No one else has to ever see it!"

      "I'm just thinking that just maybe, somehow, the wrong person might
come across it, and ... well, from there, we'd be toast!"

      "I understand that, too ... but one of these days, after I graduate
and leave campus, things surely won't be unobvious when I move in here with
you all. By then, what will it matter? I sure hope you aren't ashamed of
our decision, Lar!"

      "Not ashamed, Love ... just cautious about my teaching position's
future. If I didn't think I would be fired and have my credential
withdrawn, I'd shout to the entire world my joy for having you as my
partner! You know I would."

      "Supposedly, the law states it's illegal to be fired for
preferences. And as long as we are both consenting adults, and you never
have a conviction involving kids ... aren't you safe? Two males can even
have children nowadays, and nothing can be done about it unless abuse
enters the picture. God, Lar ... I think you're over-reacting some."

      "I will promise you this, Kor ... that between now and when you move
in this summer, I will research the law and the practicalities of `coming
out' as a couple. If what I find is as clear as what you just told me, I'll
fight along with you for our rights. Bear with me, please. I am still in a
bit of turmoil over all the recent happenings that have piled up on us
all. My love for you and my new sons will never be in question ... but I
need to take hold of my emotions, and get leveled out again before I can
concentrate on the future properly."

      "I accept your promise. I trust you totally, my Love ... and I'll
stand with you all the way. Just remember that the boys are cool with our
decision, and it sure would be great if all four of us could be free from
worries about our family unit."

      "Hey Dad ... Kor ... I thought we were gonna make it a fun time, not
a philosophy class or social science lecture! Case and I get too much of
that at school already. This is family! We've already accepted it this way!
And us kids have no regrets! Lighten up! Last one in the pool is..."

      "Uh, wait a sec ... I'll get the camera. Who's gonna show us how to
use the thing?"

      "Bring it to me, Case. I've taken AV classes, and I ought to be able
to teach you enough to get it goin' pretty well in just a few minutes."

      "Thanks, Kor ... you're OK for an uncle!"

Casey went back upstairs and got the camera, bringing it down to
Korey. However, he forgot that after he made a disc for the player, he had
not yet erased the material from the memory card. So, whatever was now
filmed would be added to the card, not recording over previous
material. OOOPPPS!

The afternoon went well. Games, swimming, hot tubing, bar-b-queing,
wrestling, and a bunch of other family fun activities were filmed. Most
were done with taste and modesty. However, since the kids knew it was for
private viewing only, occasionally there were a few extra scenes in the
dressing room or shower where one boy would shoot the other in all his
glory ... and with the excitement of young male parts in full display as a
response to wrestling or other contact sports.

Fortunately, at least for now, everyone was too tired to review the film by
the time dinner was over and the evening grew late. The suggestion was to
stow the camera until next week-end, and then there'd be time to make a DVD
from the memory card ... and we'd take an evening to view it all as a
family ... for laughs.

As soon as Korey said his good-byes for the night, and left for the condo,
Eaton took the camera back upstairs and put it back in the box ... never
having it cross his mind that `old' material hadn't already been
transferred and overridden.  And of course, neither boy thought an iota
about it all week. By the next week-end, it was the furthest thing from a
problem to deal with ... as far as the kids were concerned. (But we still
have a week between camera episodes, so let's not get upset at this point!
[ *G* ] Anything could happen...right?)

All week at school, the Administration was receiving accolades from every
part of the community regarding the quality of both the band concert and
the musical show. Several people even pledged extra financial support for
the Arts program to continue and even expand. Larry almost became the
center of school activity as a result of all the added interest.  New
contracts for the following school year were handed out, and of course,
Larry's was not only renewed, but increased in monetary compensation based
on merit.

The School Board decided that the Band ought to take the next week-end,
beginning Thursday, and take a couple of days performing at a special
re-opening of the Fallon Theater in Old Columbia, as part of the State's
Gold Rush Days celebration. Governor Schwarzenegger had sent out a bulletin
to several of the High Schools within traveling distance of the Gold
Country, and the Monterey County School Superintendent from Salinas called
Larry to explain the need, and to encourage Larry's band to be the one
selected.

Need we say how the band kids responded when Larry presented it for a vote?
The decision was made on Tuesday, and permission slips, uniform cleaning
donated by Milton Cleaners, bus transportation and everything else
necessary for it to happen were expedited. The entire school was hyped, and
teachers cooperated by limiting or even deleting homework, so that
everything could be concentrated toward the success of the band trip that
would make the school recognized all over the State. And by Thursday
morning at 5:00 AM, busses rolled!

The city of Columbia is quite unique because it is very authentically
restored to what it was like back in Gold Rush times ... even to the
furnishings of the hotel. Of course, modern conveniences have replaced
outhouses by indoor plumbing for guest comfort, but otherwise, it was like
stepping back in a time machine ... and therefore could be the subject of
student reports upon return from the trip, which was one reason for the
other teachers to allow time off from classes.

Because the band had about 130 kids in it, and traveled with 13 adults as
chaparones, (1 to 10 ratio for good coverage), the Governor had thought
ahead to arrange for the historic hotel to be set aside stricktly for this
group's use. Each chaperone had a room to himself/herself in case there
became a requirement to pull an unruly student away from the crowd
... hoping of course, that there not be a need to do so. Larry had his own
room as well, which allowed him to bring Eaton and Casey along for the
experience. All the other students had to choose room mates ... by twos.

Since Korey and Joey were already paired for Drum Major training and
student leadership reasons, they decided to room together on the trip as
well. In fact, had they done anything else, the entire band might have
thought there was a problem between them that might affect next year's
quality of performance. And since the group's reputation was growing,
everyone wanted the momentum to continue.

Fate being what it is, after all the room assignments wee made, the only
remaining room available for the duo had a king bed in it. Larry suggested
that he and the boys take that room so that the pair could have his room
with separate beds for comfort; but Korey insisted that rumors might arise
if Larry was to share one bed with his two boys, no matter how innocent it
truly might be.

So Korey and Joey chose to share the king for the sake of Larry's
reputation. Most of the students never gave a second thought about two teen
guys about the same age sharing a king for two nights without a problem
... especially since they had been friends for three years
already. Actually, Korey had no problem with the idea either, because he
knew he had made things clear to Joey the last time sexual issues were
discussed.

The afternoon was spent rehearsing in the Fallon Theater, and after dinner
at the hotel dining room, (authentic western B-B-Q with all the trimmings
of Old West hospitality), the kids were free to investigate the town's
historical values on their own. The weekly Colombia Gazette had a headline
and picture of the band on the front page, which became a cool souvenir to
every member of the group. As far as making purchases all around town,
modern currency was exchanged for mock-gold nuggets and dust ... to
authenticate the feel of buying things in the old days.  There was even a
staged bank robbery done by Hollywood stunt crews ... including a
shoot-out, and cowboys falling from balconies as they were hit and killed.

By bedtime, everyone was ready to hit the sack! Chaperones checked that
their assigned students had made it to their rooms, and listened a while
for any overly loud disturbances ... which didn't happen! These kids were
so desirous of making a good impression, and tired to boot, that all was
quiet very quickly. The leaders had checked in with Larry to advise him
that all was silent on the western front, and headed off to get their rest.

Korey had almost fallen asleep when his head hit the pillow. But Joey
wasn't near as relaxed or ready to conk out ...

      "Uh...Kor? Mind if I ask you somethin'?"

      (YAAWNN...) " Can't it wait till morning, Pal? I'm pooped!"

      "Maybe, but I'd rather get it off my chest so I can sleep better!"

      "Alright! Guess that's what friends are for. SHOOT!'

      "I've been noticing something all week. You haven't said a thing
about your girl friend during all our practice time. I also noticed that
while we had moments of contact during skill instruction, you still got
hard-ons like I did. What's wrong? Isn't your partner giving you any? I
mean, if you're as committed as you said you were, it seems logical that
your needs would be met somehow! I know it's not really my business, but I
am your friend! You can confide in me if you want to!"

      "You're right, Joey! It's not really your business ... but for the
sake of us getting some sleep, we save things for the week-end, because my
place doesn't really belong to me, and I don't want to take advantage of
the owner's trust that I use it appropriately."

      "But, Kor ... everyone knows that the place belongs to Mr. F. He
lived there before he inherited the new house. And I know that `Papa'
Freeburg would understand if a healthy eighteen year old horny male had a
girl friend to keep him satisfied. Mr.F. isn't an ol' stick-in-the-mud like
most teachers."

      "Well ... it's what me and my partner have agreed on, so ... uh, can
we go to sleep now...please?"

      "Is she nice...really nice, uh... worthy of you? I mean, you're so
cool, so fine ... so desirable! She must be a real knock-out to get you
hooked!"

      "Maybe after graduation I'll introduce you. Until then, it's kind of
a secret so that school gossip won't ruin our chances. You know how kids
talk! I have to finish top of my class, and to do that, I can't afford
other things to get in the way. OK?"

      "Gee, Kor ... that sounds a bit ominous for your style. Uh ... maybe
I'm screwed up in my thinking, but it sounds more like you're hiding some
awful truth."

      (Silence for a while ... ) "Joey ... let it go, please. I'm tired!"

      "Not too tired to be sportin' a huge hard-on ... just like me!
Someone has to take care of you before you explode, Buddy!"

      Naw...I'm fine, thanks! Let's get some shut-eye!"

Korey dozed off quickly, but Joey stayed awake, awaiting his opportunity to
make good his offer to Korey, even if Kor wasn't aware of it
happening. Joey began by reaching over and resting his hand on Kor's groin
gently enough to avoid detection. His hope, of course, was that he might
get Kor to a point of desire before he woke up and realized what was
happening. Joey wanted Kor's need to cum and his lust to grow until he
accepted Joey's advances, returning the favor willingly ... even if it
wasn't more than the result of sexual need being fulfilled. Besides,
somehow, Joey kept remembering the words Kor used before ... `if you had
asked a year ago', kept flying through Joey's mind.

Joey figured he was doing just what was needed when he felt some leakage
flow from Kor's mushroom which poked out of his boxer opening. Joey leaned
over and licked the drops off the tip, and as a few more formed, he spread
them around Kor's entire cock, which was now even more exposed and
available for Joey's attention. In his sleep, Kor was already moaning and
breathing harder. There was no question that things were progressing the
way Joey wanted them to.

Soon, Joey felt a hand touch his own rigid prick very tentatively. He knew
that Kor was still asleep, but somehow, Kor was responding to the call of
his cock's desires. The hand on Joey's rod became more actively aggressive
as Joey started to use his mouth to excite Kor's maleness. Joey was
thinking ... `YES!', as things progressed according to his plan. But then
...

      "Joey ... uh ... will you turn around so I can taste you too?"

      "OMG, Kor ...you're awake?"

      "Oh yeah! No young stud could sleep through what you're doing! Hell,
I know I shouldn't allow it, but I gotta tell ya ... right now, I may be
sorry for it ,,, but I can't resist what you're offering me ... HELL, I
can't resist you!  I hope my partner never finds out, but Man ... I can't
fight you off any longer. In fact, I honestly don't want to fight you off!
Even if it's for a one-time shot. May God and my partner both forgive me,
but ... "

      "Hot Damn! Kor ... I just knew you wanted more than you were saying!
Call it my own gaydar or call it gut desire, but I knew we were so much
alike that we'd work it out somehow! Even if tonight is the only time, Kor
... it's ours! Neither of us needs forgiveness for being who we are! It's
our secret, but it IS ours to share!"

      "Just shut up, Joey, and go for the gold...before I change my mind!"

The next two hours were filled with each young man making sure the other
was totally satisfied and satiated. The room was filled with the smells of
sex and mature male presence. Cum shots were shared between bodies, down
throats, and up human mine shafts, as if the `gold' was being discovered
and excavated. Finally, both guys fell away in exhaustion, falling asleep
in each other's arms.

In the morning, as the two woke up still entwined in each other's caress,
Joey was sobbing with tears running down his cheeks. Korey instinctively
wiped the tears and asked what was wrong ...

      "Kor ... I ... I ... I shouldn't have done this to you! I feel like a
shit head now! I ruined your purity with your lover, all because I wanted
you so much, myself. Have I ruined our relationship altogether? I'm so
worried that I've killed our friendship"

      "Joey, listen to me! If I hadn't wanted it, you wouldn't have had a
chance. Sharing with you has been on my mind since you joined the band. I
was always scared to let you know it before you made the first move. I just
wasn't sure until then that you were interested. No ... it won't affect our
friendship or our working relationship. But ... it has to remain a secret,
especially from my partner. That's where I have the guilt, not with having
finally let you know the feelings I've hidden for so long. I just hope that
if my partner ever finds out, there will be a forgiving understanding that
allows for my youth and weaknesses."

      "What if she doesn't understand, Kor? It'll be my fault if ..."

      "Joey ... it takes two to do what we did last night. I'll be as much
at fault as you are. Uh ... let me say it another way ... there is no fault
of yours if I allowed it too. Now, let's get out of bed and get cleaned up
for the day ... and let's concentrate on not letting anyone else get the
impression that we did anything...OK?"

      "Shit, Kor ... that's easier that it sounds, and I'm not the actor
you are! If you see me acting crazy ... stop me somehow, please!"

      "Joey ... just remember how you have to be as a Drum Major ... in
command of yourself and those under you. It'll work! I know first hand that
it does! Trust me!"

      "You mean you've ..."

      "I'm not admitting anything ... you know, like the military thing; no
ask, no tell! Don't you even ask, because I wouldn't tell even if I
had...understand?"

      "You dog, you!"

      "Like I said ... 5th amendment! Now, hit the shower ... you stink as
bad as I do, sexy! And no ... don't even think the shower is large enough
for two! Chaperones can walk in any time."

Since the first band performance was scheduled right after breakfast,
uniforms were the order of the day. Joey still wore the regular `Green and
Gold', but Kor of course wore his striking white with the school emblem on
its breast plate panel, gold shoulder cords hanging from epilates, and high
black classic boots ... absolutely stunning to see, and it didn't matter if
it were a male or female looking, Kor was something to kill for!

When the two arrived in the Dining Room for the breakfast buffet, Larry and
his boys were already seated at a table that had two extra chairs ... and
Eaton met Kor and Joey, dragging them to the seats reserved for them. Casey
asked Joey to sit next to him, and Larry sat between Kor and Joey. Eaton
made sure to sit on Kor's other side ... thus balancing the conversation
around the table pretty much according to friendships past and
present. (Except that no one knew that Korey and Joey ... which is a good
thing, isn't it!)

After about twenty minutes or so, Casey leaned toward Joey and whispered
...

      "Hey, is there something wrong? You aren't as happy and funny as you
usually are when you're sitting with us!"

      "Uh ... just concerned about the concert, I guess! That's all, Little
Man, no need for concern, Pal!"

But ... his eyes showed a small bit of panic, and Case picked up on it real
fast! Being a smart little kid, Case made no further comment, and let it
drop...for now, anyway! Later, though, when he and Eaton were waiting for
the concert to begin, sitting in the audience area while Larry warmed up
the band ...

      "Eaton? You notice anything about Joey this morning? Seems to me that
he wasn't his regular self ... know what I mean?"

      "Maybe it`s just concert jitters, Case! Lots'a performers get `em
before a program ... even Larry! Relax and enjoy the show, OK? He'll
probably be fine after it's all over."

      "Unless he ... uh ... I mean if anything happened between him and Kor
last night ..."

      "Bro ... drop it! That's silly! You know how much Kor is part of the
family now! That's absurd!"

      "Uh ... if you say so, Eaton, but I think it still deserves watching
later!"

Just then, Joey stood, tuned the band as Concert Master, and introduced
Mr. F. as Conductor of today's program. Larry walked on stage and with one
hand gesture, the band played the National Anthem under the baton of
Korey's leadership ... the audience stood, and sang along with the band
... and a huge cheer followed the rendition.  The rest of the concert was a
real hit! (Especially the medley from "How The West Was Won";) But at the
final bows ... both Kor and Joey looked somewhat less than happy when Larry
introduced his student leadership team ...

      "See, Eaton ... see what I mean? Concert's over, and the jitters
should be gone ... shouldn't they?"

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End of Chapter Eleven