Date: Tue, 16 Jun 2020 17:28:30 +0000
From: encolpius1@protonmail.com
Subject: New Rules for Brother

			   NEW RULES FOR BROTHER
				    By
				 Encolpius

DISCLAIMER: This is fiction.  It was originally intended for the ending of
another story but I am struggling wtih it and this is the best part anyway
so I will post it as a stand alone story

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	They made sure to get their digs in one last time as they processed
me out.  Just so they could let me know I was just a piece of scum.  And
I'll be right back.  You know, the revolving door.  And maybe they're
right. It's not like I am going to straighten up and fly right.  Obey the
fucking rules.  Fuck that.  Besides it wasn't so bad.  I got laid plenty.
So there is fucking paper work and they give me my shit to take to my PO
and my fucking valuables.  Then they give me my clothes back.  The ones
that I wore when I came her 5 years ago.  They don't really fit anymore.
The pants are hanging off me and the shirt barely buttons.  I've bulked up
some.  I was only 23 and shit happens.

	My mom and Ian are waiting for me in the reception area when I come
out.  She nods and I nod back.  She's happy to see me, she even visited a
lot more than I thought she would, but we aren't your typical family.  I
was doing shit for her when I got popped and I didn't roll over on her.
That ought to count for a fucking lot.  Ian just beamed, and bounced up
when I came out.

	"Hey, Brother" I said

	"Bubba" he answered, broad grin on his face.  He remembered our
little thing.

	"Let's go" she said.  "Get out of here"

	We head out to her car, an Impala and not that old either, I almost
take the keys from her but don't.  I'm going to need her, at least for a
while until I can get back on my feet.  So, instead I sink into the
passenger side in the front and Ian jumps in the back, still excited to see
me.

	"You fucking grew, huh?" I say to him

	He nods and smiiles, proud of himself.  He was 7 when I left and
he's 12 now.  He ain't fucking tall but he is at least as tall as she is
and maybe a half inch taller but he has big hands and feet and he is
scrawny as all fucking get out.

	"Yeah, it fucking happens.  About like you" she says. "What's your
plan?"

	We are pulling out onto the hightway.  "Dunno.  Gotta get a job.":

	"I all ready got you taken care of.  You can bar tend at Bar One."
It's a gay cruise bar.  "It's just beer so it ain't hard."

	She's been a bar tender as long as I can remember, back when her
tits and looks were good enought for the guys that wanted to bang her to
overtip.  Now, she has to rely on pouring with a heavy hand to do the same.

	"I can do mixed drinks.  I guess I'll go back to doing porn"

	She shurgs. "You're not a twink anymore."

	"There's a market for men" I say.  I won't be able to go back to
the studiio I used to be exclusive with.  But there are others.  "Besides,
Ian's got the twink thing going on.  Unless you're getting all the pussy in
the 7th grade"

	"Sixth" she says, looking up at the morror as she does.  "Failed a
grade"

	"Nobody gives a shit.  Or maybe you don't like girls"

	"I don't" Ian says.

	That made my dick twitch a little.  "Probably will when you grow up
a little.  You even old enough to cum?"

	"Yeah" he said, sounding defensive.  Then he thought about it.
"Fuck you"

	"If you think you're big enough, little boy" I shot back.

	The thing is that he probably is old enough to cum.  He's in a
growth spurt, that's obvious, and that means he's in puberty and if he's
queer, then fine.  When I was his age, I was banging the neighbor guy so
Mom and me could get a discount on pot and shit.  That's just fucking life.
It'd be better for him if he was like me and would fuck anything with a
hole but maybe he thinks he won't end up like the rest of us, using what we
have to get by.  It ain't like he's a fucking genius.  When we get home,
they are living in the kind of fucked up situation I expected.  It's a
single wide trailer in a run down fucking trailer park, full of fucking
meth heads and criminals.  Not that I mind the criminals, mind you.  I am
just out of prison.  There are only two fucking bedrooms.  I go and dump my
shit in the smaller of the two.

	"That's my bedroom" Ian says, a bit whiny in a little boy's voice.

	"Was your bedroom:"

	"Work it out" she says, pretty much washing her hands of it.  Ian
looks at her pleading but she ain't biting. He's fucked and he knows it

	"Sleep on the couch" he says.  I was actually proud of him, at
least trying to stick up for himself.

	'Fuck you.  I did that all ready.  Back when I was your age.  You
fucking sleep on the couch"

	"It's my bedroom"

	I laugh.  "Maybe I'll let you sleep in my bedroom. At least when
I'm not getting laid.  Maybe then too.  I don't know.  But here's the way
it goes, little man/: when you're in here, in this bedroom, you're fucking
ass is naked.  Naked, got it?  In fact, In fact, the rest of the place,
you're in your underwear.  Got it. You watch TV, you do it in your
underwear.  You come to bed, you do it naked.  Got it?"

	"Yeah, sure"

	I close the door.  "Starting now"

	"Seriously?" Ian asked, looking puzzled like I was bullshitting
him.

	'Yeah, seriously.  I'm fucking horny, little man."

	He pulled off his shirt and the kid is fucking bony.  You can see
every fucking rib.  He has a flat belly and a flat chest and no armpit hair
so I'm wondering what he has below.  He drops his cargo shorts and stands
there in a pair of black boxers, which drape over what I think might be a
nice bulge.

	"When you do your first porno, maybe you can buy me some sexy
underwear" Ian says, giving his ass a little shake.  He turned around to
let me see it -- perfectly round and firm - and gave it another shake.  "Or
maybe I can help you pick out some for you to wear on the set"

	"Whatta you know about porn?"

	He makes the universal symbol for jacking off and I smile and nod a
little. I like this kid.  He's grown up to be the kind of boy I understand.
Since it looks like he is getting hard, I figure that he is queer after
all, which suits my purposes even better.  He then reaches down and pulls
off the draping shorts.  Now there's a fucking reward.  He has a big low
rider balls and a dick that's man sized with a thin line of hair in a
semicircle around it.  Standing there naked, I see him get fully hard as it
sticks more up than out.-There is something hot about watching a dick get
hard, even if it's stuck on this scrawny little 12 year old boy. Maybe
especially when it's stuck on this scrawny 12 year old boy.  If he ain't a
virgin, he's close to it but I'm hoping he is.

	"Now you Bubba" he says.

	Well, I ain't fucking scrawny.  Back before prison I was a lean
mean twink but even then I was on the muscular side of twinkiness.  Think
Blake Mitchell or, if you're old school, :Lukas Ridgestone. Now, after
prison, I am a man.  Broad shouldered, muscular, flat bellied with abs,
narrow waist.  I don't shave body hair anymore.  I am totatlly comfortable
naked.  I'd stay naked if I could.  So, now we are both naked and Ian is
looking directly at my crotch.  He reaches down and strokes his own dick,
almost involunarily as if by instinct.

	"You like what you see?" I asked him.  He nodded.  Yeah, of course
he does.  The boy is queer to the core. "Well, fucking touch it dumb fuck"

	He gets in front of me, breathing heavy and acting anxious but he
reaches out and takes my prick in his hand.  A good solid tug.  Both of us
are uncut and my foreskin skides easily across the glans.

	"I've seen your video's" Ian says, looking up at me.

	I smile, almost leering. "Cool. I guess they turned you on"

	Ian noded.  Yeah.  And now he gets to do it with his hero, his
sexual role model.  He's way fucking shorter than me so I sat down on the
end of the bed and spread my legs, expecting hom to go after my dick with
his little mouth.  Instead, he stands between my legs and wants to kiss.
So I do.  Open mouth and tongue and let's face it, he hasn't kissed much.
But he has the general idea and he gets the hang of it pretty quick.

	I get hm on the bed.  He's naked and hard as a rock. undersized
everywhere but in the middle and he's going to grow some more there too but
he's all ready packing.  Trust me. he's the best hung kid in the 7th grade.
I spread his legs and get between them.  I am horny as shit and doing this
little boy, is a fucking turn on. He's got the funky musk that men have,
that earthy smell of dried sweat and pheromones.  I make him bend his knees
and then I push back on his thighs, lifing him up from the bed, rocking him
backwards so that I can get at his taint.  I'm not going directly for the
dick.  I'm going to make hungry for it.

	"Oh, wow" he groans as I lick his taint and then suck on his balls.

	He's stroked his hard pole Of course he has.  As I suck on his
balls, a new sensation for him, he reaches down to tug on that swollen
thing. I swat his hand away. I'm in charge of his pleasure. I've sucked
dick before.  I know what I am doing.  I swallow him.  Take it down.  All
the way.  I ain't going to fucking gag.  If I can take a man, I can take a
12 year old.  I've sucked on bigger.  Shit, I got bigger. I slide my lips
up his pole, using my tongue.  He shivers as I do.  He likes it.  Cool.
He'll be a little fucking pig.  That's easier.  Right now, he gets to enjoy
a first class blow job from a fucking pro.  But then he is going have to
start learning himself.  I'll take care of that.

	"Ok Bubba, I get to suck you anytime I want" I say, coming off his
dick. "Anywhere I want, anytime I want. And anytime I want my dick sucked,
you suck it. Understand?"

	"Yeah, Bubba"

	"I'll make you the best cock sucker in the world." I said.

	He has a ways to go.  But give the kid credit.  He has enthusasm.
He went after my dick and got what he could in.  He was good about the
teeth and he had a hand on it to stroke.  But he is going to need lots and
lots of practicce.  Lots.  I tell him to go for the balls but then have to
tell him to be gentle.  He stayed hard as he did it.  Either a real queer
or he's just at the age when anything having to do with sex is a turn on.
Or both.  But I want after his sweet ass.  I know it hasn't been violated
or at least I think I know.  I know I want to take his cherry.  I get him
up on his hands and knees and I bury my face in there, getting after his
tight young hole.

	Then Mom comes in the room.

	I turn and look at her. She says nothing.  Just stands there and
watches me, her son, eating the ass of her younger son.  I am hard and I
know she wants it. But I have my mind, my lust, set on the boy not the
bitch.  I'm going to get him ready and then I am going to fuck him.  This
time she can take care of her own fucking self.  I need me some tight boy
ass.  I am up in there too, getting my tongue all up in his hole. And he is
loving it too.  He grunts everytime my tongue stabs his tight muscle.  I
could stretch him out with my fingers but I don;t.  I put some lube on my
dick and some around his hole and I take that big swollen thing and I push
it right on in.  Not mean.  Gentle.

	He moans, more ecstasy than pain.  He doesn't fight me.  He knew
what was coming and he wanted it.  I'm sad because he's not a virgin.  I'm
not taking his V card. No real virgin would be that eager.  Some nameless
fuck that Mom brought home has plowed that field before.  The kid has sure
as fuck better have gotten paid.  But he is tight as fuck and it feels good
around my dick.  He moaned when I did it and she did too behind me.  She's
fignering her wet slippery pussy watching me sodomize the boy.  I don't
blame her.  I'd be hard as fucking, jacking it, watching him fuck her.
We'll probably need to do that.

	"You like this big dick in your ass, kid?"  I ask him, hunched over
him, moving it in and mout slowly.

	"Yeah" he says, lost in rapture

	"You like pussy at all?:"

	'No"

	"Just dick?"

	"And fucking ass"

	I smile.  "Cool.  And when I tell you that you can, you can drop a
load in me.  You can cum ,right?"

	"Yeah" he says, still in that far away voice.

	"Then cool.  Jack it bitch.  You can crank out a load while I fuck
you"

	He reaches down and starts jerking his hard dick as I am all up
over him, fucking him, holding him tight up to me with his chest.  He is so
skinny and light I could fling him around and it would be so fucking cool
for him to fuck em. This scrawny little kid taking a big old man.  But not
today.  Today the little queer is getting fucked and he will get fucked way
more than he fucks.  I drive my hard dick into his tight ass, raw,
bareback, skin on skin and I am less gentle now.  He doesn't care.  He's a
man, a man in a boy's body.  A hungry llittle fucking queer and he;ll take
whatever I give him and come back for more.  The bitch has her legs wide
oipen, I could see him turning around to spy, and her hands are going to
town on her wet cooch.  She is stinking up the joint with the smell of her
musk.  If he wants to fuck her, fine.  I'm pilinig driving htis ass and he
is fucking loving it, pushing back on me, jacking himself furiously.

	It feels so fucking good and I know that this is just round one but
I am getting so fucking cleoe.  My cum is rising.  I just fuck him harder,
all the harder for the lust and testosterone and the need to dominate him
and the sensation on my dick of his tight little too young to even be a
twink ass.  I am fucking the shit out of him and he is taking too.
Grunting and groaning and maning and whimper but he is fucking taking it
and pushing back, wanting more.  So I fuck him like he needs to be fucked.
Hard. Fast.  Harder.  Faster.  More savage.

	"Oh fuuuuuuck!" I call out.  I unload in his ass, shot after shot
of hot cum as the orgasm washes mover me.

	I pull my dick, dripping cum, out of his ass.  He falls to the bed,
breathing hard.

	"You need me to help you get off?"

	"Yeah" he says in a little boy sort of vouce.

	I get him to turn over and I finger bang as he jacks off .  He
knows how he likes to be touched and I don't - but I'm going to learn - but
I do know he is a bottom boy and his ass will tend constant tending too.
So I finger bang until he cranks out his juinior sized load, thin and
watery and not a lot of it but cum nonetheless.

	He is snuggled up next to me in the bed in the middle of the night
as we both sleep, naked.  I am hard.  I wake up wiht him moving beside
me. just a little but then he starts grinking his ass into my rrotch.  I
shift around and hold him tight to me.

	"You two are pervetrts" Mom said, getting up and pulling up her
panties

	"Learned from the best" I say

	"Don't waste all your cum on him. You ain't got no rent money and I
anin't running no charity. You used to know how to eat pussy til you went
queer"

	"I still do"

	She smiled.  A wicked smile.  I can fuck him and fuck her.  It's
just a thing.

	"Bubba" Ian says "Can you fuck me again?"

	I arrange it and from the spoon postion, I slip my dick in him

	"Bubba?"

	"Yeah" I answer

	"I love you"

	I hold him tighter. I am fucking him slowly and gently.

	"Bubba?"  he says. "When you fucked Mom, before I was born ......."

	I hold him tight and whisper "Sshh" in his ear. "It's not
important.  You're my special boy.  I love you too"

	He was silent and I could feel him stroking himself as I moved
inside him.

	"We do it when I say.  That's the new rule for brother" he says
"Everyday.  At least once"

	I am so proud of him.  My brother and my son.