Date: Tue, 26 Jan 2010 22:25:18 -0500
From: dellobob@live.com
Subject: Night Time Scare: A boy and his brother share the night.

I was trying to sleep. I tried so hard. But everytime I'd drift away, the
thunder would yell at me to stay awake, and the lightning would raise my
shadow to the wall. I shook. I'd never been this terrified before. This was
by FAR the worst storm I'd ever seen, let alone been in. My small room was
at times, blindingly visible. My button up PJs would glow like the moon.

Suddenly, I had the strongest urge to pee. I braved the dark room and
ventured down the hall to the bathroom to pee, right by Matt's room. He
wouldn't be scared of a little old storm. Maybe I could sleep with him...

I shook the thought away. "He's barely older than me, I can handle this
too!" I thought defiantly to myself as I put my small uncut prick away,
after shaking of course. But then, the loudest thunder yet occurred,
causing me to yelp as I jumped a gazillion feet into the air. Worrying that
my scream and jump had woken Matt, I wondered cautiously over to his room.

I slowly creeped open the bright white door, peering into his slightly
larger room.

I noticed his cute tummy moving up in down in time with his breathing, and
decided that he was asleep. "Maybe asleep enough not to notice me crawl in
bed..." I thought dismissively. I tip-toed over to his room, my little
white socks barely making a sound on his gray carpet. Peering closer to his
face, I noticed he was gripping his Spongebob blanket to the point his
small knuckles were turning bone white. His tan face was squeezed together
in anguish, as if he were being brutally tortured in his sleep.

Worried, I shook his shoulder, stupidly asking him if he was asleep.

"Y...yahh..." he tiredly groaned, rolling on his side towards me.

What I noticed then shocked me beyond the storm and Matts' nightmare.

As he'd rolled over, he pushed the blanket down, exposing a small tent in
the crotch of his "Cars" the movie PJs. I reached over to touch it,
forgetting he was asleep, and right as my hand neared, his eyes shot open
and he moaned in what seemed like pleasure, and his cum shot through his
whitey tighties, his cloth PJs, and a little actually hit my hand.

I was so scared and shocked, I quickly dived to the ground, not knowing
what else to do. I'd hoped he was still groggy from his slumber, so I tried
to quietly slither under the bed. I was so worried he'd know I was there,
my little heart was beating faster than I'd ever felt it.

I didn't even notice that my little dickie was tenting my own PJs.

Matt continued his snoring, so I assumed he was back in his sleep. I
couldn't stop thinking about why he'd seemed to be in pain, then shot his
stuff like that. Maybe it wasn't pain... maybe he'd been dreaming about
naughty stuff. I gasped silently at the revelation, thinking that thing
only happened to me. I thought it was wrong when it happened to me. But if
it's happening to him too... well it can't be wrong then... can it? I
pondered this for awhile, until I noticed two bare feet, slightly larger
than mine, hit the floor right by my pale little face.

I then looked to the door, as Matts' feet trailed into the hallway. Feeling
brave, I crawled out from under his bed, feeling like a pervert for still
having a woodie. I heard the toilet flush, and saw Matt's shadow returning
to the room.

Trapped, I just stood there, small tent in pants, messy brown hair, pale
little body. Matt gasped as he entered the room, surprised by my being
there. Once he noticed it was me, however, he became calm again.

"The hell are you doing in here, you scared me half to death!" he asked me
with a serious look on his face.

"We--, well... I thought I might have woken you up when I screamed cause of
the storm, and when I came in to see if you were awake..." I paused, unsure
whether to share my sightings with him. What if he was mad? I thought.

"Well...." Matt questioned, somehow oblivious to my small tent.

"Well, your thingey was hard, then you came on my hand...." I whimpered. I
was shaking, scared of the storm, of the dark, of what he was gonna do to
me if he was mad. But he wasn't mad. He actually giggled a little bit.

"Don't tell me you've never had a dream about sex." He said cooly, as if
his "advanced" age made him years older in the mind.

"Well ya, but you know..." I didn't know what to say. Until I noticed his
little prick was standing up, poking right out of his pants! He caught my
stare and knew exactly what I was looking at. He then did something I
thought would never happen to me...

He walked over to me, grabbed my face, and kissed me.

Oh my God the feelings that ran through me, I'd never felt so enlightened
or loved. He rubbed the back of my tiny neck, so I did the same, feeling
his short black hair, slightly wet from the sweat of the summer night. He
started slowly unbuttoning my top, rubbing my hairless chest and playfully
pinching my erect nipples. I'm surprised I didn't explode then, it felt so
damn good. It was like yesterday, only not on my thingey. I groaned in
pleasure as he continued teasing my pale body, slowly kissing down my neck,
then to my chest, stopping to suckle on my nipples. I moaned again, and he
"Shushed" me. I'd forgotten all about our parents.

Then he stopped. I stared at him with dismay, until he started stripping
from his cute little PJs. His underwear wear almost tearing it seemed, and
his little prick bounced up as if captured when they were removed. I looked
him over, taking in every detail I could, from his slightly ruffled black
hair to his sexy blue eyes, his sly grin, his small tummy, his erect dick
and small hairless balls, even down to his adorably kissable feet.

I then took the rest of my clothes off, and jumped back onto the bed. We
started kissing again, and this time we were rubbing our cocks together as
we were doing it. I started moaning, this was the best. I'd never felt
anything this good before. I started humping into him faster, as my
breathing increased, he started prodding deeper down my mouth with his
tongue. I humped his slightly larger prick hard as the orgasm raged through
my body, causing me to almost scream in pleasure. I shot my second load
onto my hairless tummy, and felt his warm tongue licking up the tasty
treat.

As my dick started going limp, his was still rock hard. He stood up and
walked to his drawer, and pulled out a small bottle of something. I was
confused until he told me it was his lube.

"What are you gonna do with that?" I asked, and he just told me to lay on
my tummy and point my butt up. I was confused, that's for sure, but
complied. He told me to put my head into the pillow, and if I wanted him to
stop to give him a peace sign.

"Now, this will hurt for just a moment, then it'll feel really REALLY
good. Trust me." He promised, instantly gaining my trust for the upcoming
endeavor. I felt him pour the cold liquidy stuff on my butt hole, and
shivered. Then I felt his finger go up into it! I gasped, not in pain, but
in instant pleasure. He started sliding his finger in and out, and I was
instantly lost in ecstasy. He stopped, and I sighed, catching my breath. I
then felt his hot prick against my small, tight hole.

"Are you ready?" He asked, clearly excited. I just nodded, and pushed my
hole back into his dick. He started to push it in, and it wouldn't go in at
first. I felt the lube again, then his cute dick. It entered easily, with
an audible pop. Again, I was lost in pleasure. I couldn't believe the
amount of feeling this was giving me. I was grunting and moaning, and so
was he. My dick was instantly hard again, and almost exploding. But I held
down the urge, wanting to orgasm in unison. It didn't take long until he
was pumping harder and faster into my virgin ass, and his breathing
increased. His hand reached around and grabbed my small hard prick, started
to pump it with ever increasing speed. He'd had lube on his hand, and it
felt so much more amazing then without. We both started moaning, and I was
already pushing back into his dick, which was pounding into my hole with
such force the bed was shaking. I felt his dick start to get larger, and
his small balls started to hit my tight ass with more force. He moaned out
once, and as he thrust in one last time, he hit... well I don't know WHAT
he hit but he hit something that triggered an almost instant orgasm. It
came so unexpectedly I didn't even have TIME to moan. I felt his hot juice
fill up my ass, as mine covered his hand and the bed. We both lay there,
locked together, as we recovered.

"Th.. That was... so amazing..." I panted, having trouble trying not to die
from pleasure overload. He was at a loss for words, and was too busy
licking up my cum anyways. I soon fell asleep, forgetting all about the
storm and dark.

The sweet smell of sex and cum filled the room, but it wasn't a bad thing.

When I woke up the next morning, Matt was gone, in the shower I
guessed. And thankfully, he'd clothed me before going, cause if Mom or Dad
saw EITHER of us naked in the others bed.... I just shook at the thought.

I jumped up, more energized then I'd been in my life, which I thought was
weird considering how much energy I'd spent last night. I've learned there
are a lotta secrets in life... boys CAN love each other and have lots and
lots of fun, naughty stuff takes your mind off storms, AND it energizes you
the next day. So many secrets of the world, I thought. After pondering for
a moment, I remembered Mom and Dad were at work, so I waltzed right into
the bathroom, quickly peeing, and joining Matt in the shower...