Date: Mon, 30 Apr 2012 14:27:10 -0700 (PDT) From: "westwwhirld-1@yahoo.com" Subject: My Erik, pt 3 My Erik (M/b incest) Write me at: westwwhirld-1@yahoo.com I come home Friday night to find the boys in front of the television set. Both Erik & Ned are dressed in shorts & shirtless. I get a beer, begin my weekend routine, and take a seat across from the boys. Ned is sprawled out on the couch, and his little brother Erik is splayed across his lap. We are watching a scary movie, and Erik keeps hiding his head in Ned's lap. Of course this makes me think of my own lap. My own lap, and how long it's been since Erik was between my thighs. This morning. Ned's really enjoying the movie, and aside from the surprises, Erik does too. From here it looks like Erik's squirming all over Ned's lap. Ned will probably have a hard on before too long. I know I would. I look down; I do have an erection. Neither boy notices, and they keep their eyes glued to the television. I down a few more beers, and the movie plays on. Ned, the older of the two boys, is hunching over more. Before too long, Ned instructs Erik to move. Getting up, elbows first, Erik keeps his eagle eyes on the tween's budding erection. Sure enough, sprouting upward is a tenting 12-year-old penis, encased in blue nylon basketball shorts. Ned blushes at his erection. And he tries to focus on the screen. For a moment, I think I see Erik's tongue lick his own lips. I'm leaned back in the recliner, and the boys are directly across from me. Without a word, Erik pokes his finger against the tween's bulge. It reacts, and bows back. Ned looks at his brother touching his penis, but is otherwise speechless. I can hear everyone's breathing, and the temperature seems to be rising. Both of my sons seem suddenly slick with sweat. Remaining silent, with a look of incredulity Ned gazes in my direction. He's looking to me for some guidance, instruction, or maybe he wants me to chastise Erik. In the silence, Erik pokes his brother's erection again. Like some zookeeper prodding an animal. Again, the bigger boy's dick bulged, and again the young, smaller boy pushed at the penis. I gulp some air down, and look at what I'm seeing. Is this for real? Continuing with his unsubtle prods, still using a single digit, Erik pokes his brother through Ned's basketball shorts. The material looks wet, but it's not. It shimmers in the light, and Erik's prods continue. Ned's breathing quickens, and beads of sweat appear on the boys' forehead. His eyes have remained focused on his little brother, and the activities below his belly button. Erik does not look in my direction, and I place my hands over my own erection. It's bulging at the thought of what's coming. I watch as the Ned's sheen of sweat begins to really glisten, as his brother's tickles continue. I have no idea how long this might last when Ned finally speaks. After sucking in a quick breath, he asks what Erik is doing. Shivering in his seat the older boy looks to me, and then to Erik for a response. At this Erik's hand encases his older brother's erection and begins to milk it. I have seen this before. I understand some of the feelings that are ripping through my 12-year-old son's body. I know how this ends. Seemingly electrified, Ned's shorts are fully tented and both Erik's small hands are a blur of activity. From here, working both sides, Erik's crudely masturbating the older boy. At first, I think Ned's really enjoying this. His body, while skinny, seems to be reacting exactly the way it should. I can tell by the breaths he takes, the sweating, the squirming that Ned loves everything Erik's quick hands are doing. But there's something in his eyes. A small tinge of something between fear and surprise is in there. I think he's probably shocked that right now Erik, his 7 yr. old little brother is using two hands to manually manipulate the bloated erection in his lap. Something I thought he'd done before. He's also enjoying the waves of pleasure that ripple through his taught frame each time Erik gets to the top of his penis. His legs are stretched out in front of him, flexed, and he's sort of writhing in his seat when I see that look in his eye intensify. He mumbles, out of breath, what's happening. He stammers some, and he takes deeper breaths, he shudders, and then tries to pull from Erik's grasp. But it's no good. Erik is in the zone. I have seen my little one like this before. Once he's got it in his head, he just goes & goes. I have seen this all before. Usually in my bed. Or on that same exact couch. Or sometimes in this recliner I'm sitting in now. Breaking his silence Erik smiles and tells his brother Ned to relax. My seven year old tells his brother to lean back, and follows it with a push. And the older boy glides effortlessly back, opening up his package even more. Even through the layers of material, Erik handles his brother expertly and craftily. Ned can't hold out much longer. There's just no way. He's 12, and he's shivering and shaking, like he's suffering some personal mini earthquake. I can see Ned's last shred of will power crumble, and he bays and yaps like some wild dog. Ned squeals, and lifts up, lifting Erik & then he explodes. I can see Erik's hands react instantly, slowing. Immediately the material around Ned's dick saturates, darkens and begins to seep through the layers. Erik is looking at this lovingly. Quickly thereafter a teary-eyed Ned grabs his own soaked knob, and suffer another wave of orgasm. Erik let's go and looks in my direction. I'm looking at both my boys and wondering what to do next when Ned breaks the silence. Finding his voice, he hoarsely asks what just happened. He's looking down at his lap, and the puddle of murk there now, and beyond to his little brother. I'm so hard but I'm speechless. Erik is looking to me for guidance, and I'm just enjoying the confused look on his face. Erik has just jacked off his brother, and Ned didn't even know what was going on. For the first time ever, Ned's just filled his gym shorts with sticky boy batter, hand churned by his little brother. His yelps & cries cease, and are replaced by Erik's pleading. Erik says can I eat it? I smile and know what he wants to do. I see him pulling down his brother shorts & then his underwear. It's sexy to him artfully unwraps his brother's softening cock. Moving my own hand into my shorts, I mirror what's happening across the living room on the couch. Watching closely, matching breaths with Ned, I see Erik mouth descends on his brother's penis. Ned looks down wearily, exhausted & whimpers.