Date: Tue, 26 Jan 2021 16:44:23 +0000
From: Matt <usakid21 (at) protonmail.com>
Subject: Raising a Special Boy -- Part 4

**** previously, in part 3 ****

"No problem, sweetheart, it's normal that you're desperate for your
special boy joy sometimes. But now you've really got to get your homework
started, because Kevin will be home from football practice in an hour,
and I know you'll want to help him shower and change and relax like
always."

"Ok, Daddy. I'll get all my homework done, I promise!"

Mikey pranced over to his bottom dresser drawer, grabbed the jeweled butt
plug, and slid it easily back into his pussy before sitting down at his
desk and opening his notebook, in complete contentment. Tom smiled at
him, happy to have a kid so happy in his own skin.

***** part 4 *****

Tom headed back to his office, lifting his low-hanging balls out of the
way before plopping his strong naked body back down in front of his
computer, still always amazed by how different Mikey was in just about
every possible way from himself and Kevin. He started typing an email to
his assistant and realized that he hadn't even bothered to wash his hand
after he'd finger-fucked his youngest son's pussy. In fact his finger
only smelled like the sissy lavender soap Mikey loved so much. The kid
was always just impossibly clean down there -- like three or four times a
day at least, Mikey would shove his special enema shower hose deep in his
guts and check again and again to be sure that every little crevice
inside him was spotless. Tom chuckled to himself, "You could eat off of
that pussy."

A little over an hour later, Mikey's 16 year-old brother, Kevin, came
home and headed up the stairs to their bedroom. Already 6 feet tall,
Kevin wasn't yet his dad's height, but it was clear he was soon going to
be. He absolutely towered over his 4'4" little 11 year-old brother, who
had jumped up from his desk to come greet him in the doorway, hugging him
tightly.

"Hey Mikey, how was school?" Kevin asked, messing his little brother's
hair with his huge right hand, and continuing to stride into their room,
throwing his dirty football gear in the corner, kicking off his sneakers,
and plopping himself down on the edge of his bed.

"It was good! The other boys in my gym class first thought I was a girl,
but I told them I'm a special boy, and I showed them my nipple, and it
was super funny", Mikey replied, his high-pitched sissy voice sounding
even higher compared to Kevin's already-manly bass.

Kevin laughed, "Yeah, that nipple is really fucking funny. And seriously,
I think your tits are even bigger today than they were yesterday." He
reached out and took one in each hand, squeezing tightly, causing his
little brother to shiver and squeal. Then he raised both his arms in the
air and Mikey jumped up onto the bed behind him to lift his brother's
sweaty shirt off -- he was too short to do it standing on the floor, of
course. The smell made Mikey's heart start racing, and he was always so
happy that Kevin kept his arms up like that even after his shirt was
taken off so that he could nuzzle his face in his sweaty, hairy armpits,
feeling his older brother's scent attach itself to his face, so content
knowing that even hours later he would still be able to smell him every
time he took a breath.

Kevin didn't have too much patience for that, though, and after a few
seconds nudged the 11 year-old in a way that meant, ok, you're marked
enough now, let's keep going. Mikey got the hint and threw himself back
on the floor in front of his big brother and proceeded to lift Kevin's
feet, one at a time, into his lap to remove his sweaty socks. As with the
shirt he'd taken off, Mikey lovingly held each sock to his face before
placing it carefully aside -- these were a real boy's clothes, after all,
nothing to just be thrown carelessly on the ground.

While this was happening, as it did every day when he came home, Kevin
barely noticed, checking some messages from friends on his phone. When he
sensed that his second sock had been removed, he stood up so that his
brother could pull down his shorts and boxer briefs, his thick, already
6.5" perma-boner popping out with a "boing!". The teenager couldn't have
been more different than the quivering little hairless marshmallow
kneeling at his feet. A couple years on the football team and additional
regular weight training with his dad in the basement had shaped Kevin --
who had inherited his dad's athletic build -- into a tight mass of
muscle, and for a 16 year-old, he already had quite a respectable amount
of body hair, giving him an even more manly look. And while he still
looked forward to the day his cock would be as big as or bigger than his
dad's -- doing daily comparisons when both of them inevitably got hard at
some point around the house -- his low-hanging balls were, remarkably,
not far off from being the size of Tom's.

Kevin, absentmindedly engrossed in his phone, stepped out of his shorts
and underwear as little Mikey knelt on the ground, holding them in place
so his brother could walk over and sit down and stretch out in his
beanbag chair, grunting and spreading his legs. Carefully placing the
precious dirty clothes on top of the shirt and socks, Mikey quickly
crawled over, blubbery belly, butt, and tits jiggling, and began
worshipping his brother's throbbing cock. His smooth little hands
caressed it, and he excitedly lapped up the first few drops of precum
that formed at the tip of the rock hard head. "Hey Mikey," Kevin said,
"You can just start sucking, ok? I really just wanna cum already, cause
Danielle was rubbing me through my shorts at lunch today, and I've been
fucking hard ever since, and my balls are just aching so bad."

From the first time he sucked his daddy's cock two years earlier, Mikey
had learned about following directions like this, and normally he would
have already figured out what kind of mood his brother was in, what he
would have wanted, just from the tone of his voice and his behavior. He
felt bad that he missed the signals today, and he quickly put his mouth
to work, covering the head of his brother's pulsating cock with saliva
before sliding it between his soft red lips and all the way down his
tight kiddy throat where it belonged, finally feeling that all was right
in his world.

The very same day that Tom had agreed to teach 9 year-old Mikey about
cocksucking, the day he'd begged to stay home from school, was also the
beginning of a great new feature of Kevin's life. He'd arrived home that
day to find his little brother waiting for him at the front door,
bouncing up and down with excitement, grabbing him by the hand and
pulling him into the living room where their dad was sitting and watching
TV. "Kevin! Kevin!" Mikey exclaimed, his tiny hands racing around his
brother's already-developed 14 year-old body, too flustered to figure out
what piece of clothing to take off first. Breathless, he went on, "Quick!
Take your clothes off, Kevin! Remember the other day when I had my
fingers in my butt, and daddy taught us that I have a pussy, and that
since I'm a special boy, normal boys and men can put their cocks in my
mouth and my pussy? Daddy showed me what to do with a cock in my mouth!
You can put yours in my mouth now too!"

As his naked, jiggling little brother kept desperately trying to pull
every piece of clothing off him, a shocked but clearly very excited Kevin
looked over to his dad, who met his eyes with a chuckle. Tom nodded and
said, "Yup, your brother's officially a cocksucker now, so I have a
feeling that right hand of yours, which has been working over time these
past couple years, is gonna start feeling very neglected."

Even a supremely confident jock like Kevin, who'd already gotten a fair
share of handjobs from some of the sluttier girls at school, felt lost
for words, frozen in place. Of course he knew very well that his brother
was a special boy. He and his dad talked about it all the time -- how
funny it was that Mikey didn't have a real cock of his own and always
spent so much time staring at and touching theirs; how he loved to smell
them; how he cleaned up after them and did their laundry; how he was just
so completely unlike them in any way. When Kevin hit puberty at age 12,
Mikey became even more obsessed with his brother's cock and balls,
carefully examining how they were growing, and deciding to regularly
compare his dad and his brother -- insisting that they stand in front of
him so he could hold each one and see how Kevin's was becoming more and
more like their dad's. Standing there, before dinner every day, with the
pale little chubby kid holding their boners in each of his tiny hands,
Tom and Kevin laughed and laughed, high-fiving whenever Mikey announced
that Kevin had grown. And since that first time Kevin saw that their dad
had shot his cum on Mikey's face, the two brothers had fun with that too
-- Kevin thought it was fun, for example, to have Mikey lay on the floor
and to see if, standing by his feet, he could shoot his load into his
open mouth, onto his face, or hit other spots on his body. After a couple
months of daily practice, often quite a few times a day, Kevin's aim had
gotten pretty damn good -- another manly achievement his dad high-fived
him for. Tom rarely saw little Mikey clean anymore. If Kevin was home, it
was a given that Mikey either had a coating of cum somewhere on him or
the remnants of a recent mouthful on his lips.

Yet even with all that, Kevin still hesitated about what was happening
here, his little brother pawing at his jeans, so frustrated that he
wasn't able to get the button undone. Tom got up and walked over to his
older son, gently pushed Mikey's hands away, unbuttoned Kevin's jeans and
pulled the zipper down. Kevin remained frozen in excited disbelief as Tom
reached in and lifted his throbbing boner out of his underwear for him,
holding it tightly and motioning to Mikey that he should come put it in
his mouth. In a flash, the 9 year-old had his brother's rock hard dick
all the way in his mouth, overjoyed at the feeling of it poking at the
back of his throat, caressing the 14 year-old's hairy balls gently, as
his father had taught him earlier that day. Seeing Kevin still somehow
afraid to relax and enjoy what was happening, Tom put his arm around his
son's shoulders, saying, "Kevin, remember all the conversations we've had
about Mikey being a special boy, and what special boys are like? Look at
him down there, how unbelievably happy he is having a cock like yours in
his mouth. What a lucky little cocksucker he is, having a brother like
you."

Something about the way his dad said "cocksucker" flipped a switch in
Kevin's teenage brain, and he felt his body relax and start feeling the
pleasure of what his little brother was doing to him. Noticing the
change, Tom gave him a friendly punch in the shoulder and, chuckling,
said, "See, doesn't that feel awesome? Remember that you're entitled to
that -- you're already well on your way to becoming a man, and special
boys like Mikey don't have any other purpose than making men like us feel
good, ok? Like I told you, if you're with a girl, she's your partner, and
you have to respect what she wants to do or doesn't, but with special
boys you are completely in charge, and they are depending on you to give
them instructions. I was teaching Mikey that this morning, so it's
something you'll have to continue helping me with, ok?" To lighten the
mood even further, Tom reached down and took his heavy soft cock in his
hand, and started slapping the top of Mikey's head with it, causing Kevin
to crack up laughing.

Before he knew it, Kevin felt himself getting ready to come and
instinctively muttered to his brother, "faster, Mikey, faster," and Tom
was glad to see that Mikey obeyed instantly, working Kevin's cock like it
was the only thing in the world that had ever mattered to him. Suddenly
Kevin reached down, held his little brother's sweaty head in his hands to
keep it totally still as he pumped a truly massive load, spurt after
spurt, into the eager 9 year-old cocksucker. To his credit, Mikey kept
his lips tightly closed around his brother's cock like his dad had taught
him, but there was so much cum and so little air, that he choked and
coughed, and Kevin's cum came shooting out of his tiny nostrils. As he
was panting for breath, Tom broke down in laughter, and as soon as Kevin
saw, he too just started cackling at the sight -- and soon Mikey did too,
having learned that laughing at himself was a big part of being a special
boy. Through more laughter, Tom said, "Ok, Mikey, I see we've got some
work to do with you on breathing and swallowing!"

From that day until the present, when 11 year-old Mikey was giving Kevin
his daily home-from-school-time blowjob, not one single day had passed
that Kevin's cock wasn't unloading inside his baby brother, mostly three
or four times a day. Tom and Kevin joked that he was definitely the only
16 year-old in the tri-state area who'd gone more than two years without
jerking himself off -- even the days when Mikey had a cold, Tom explained
that if Kevin needed to get off, it was a special boy's job to help, no
matter how sick he was feeling. Knowing now that Kevin was anxious to cum
as quick as possible, after he'd been hard all afternoon from Danielle's
rubbing, Mikey squeezed his mouth and throat around his brother's cock,
bringing up extra saliva to make it slide in and out easily and
rhythmically -- he'd become truly an expert at this.

Kevin, laying back in his beanbag, still hadn't taken his eyes off his
phone, but he looked up when his dad walked in, saying, "Hey Kev, how was
school? How was practice?

"Hey Dad, yeah, not bad, just wiped cause practice really kicked my ass
today. I have a chemistry midterm Friday, and I think I'll be ok, I just
need to review some stuff."

Tom and Kevin had always carried on conversations as if Mikey wasn't even
there, and this was no different. The two of them, just catching up, with
no mention whatsoever of the little boy gagging on Kevin's dick,
deepthroating it over and over, squeezing and massaging, working to get
his brother's cum into his mouth where it belonged.

"Ahh, ahh, aaaaaah, unhhhhh.....," Kevin grunted, squeezing little
Mikey's tiny head between his sweaty, muscular thighs, before relaxing
and looking up with a smile at his dad, as Mikey held the cock warmly and
respectfully in his mouth, loosening his lips bit by bit as he felt his
brother coming down from the feeling. The kid was in heaven, as usual,
feeling the massive load his brother shot gurgling around in his tummy
already, licking his lips to savor the last few drops of Kevin's special
taste.

"Well, ok Kev, make sure you do well on that midterm, chemistry's not
easy, and if you get a good grade on the midterm you won't have so much
pressure to ace the final."

Getting up from his beanbag and heading towards the bathroom, with Mikey
having already raced ahead to turn the shower on, Kevin replied, "Yeah, I
know, I'll be fine, thanks, Dad."

Having tested to make sure the water was the right temperature for his
brother's shower, Mikey stepped out of the way and watched as the tall,
broad, hairy teenager walked towards him and, before stepping into the
shower, grabbed his right boob and squeezed it hard. "Damn, Mikey, those
tits are lookin' hot." Mikey squealed with excitement at his brother's
touch, all three of his nipples instantly hardening, although the one
between his legs barely registered. He closed the shower door after his
brother had gotten in and started to wash that big manly body, like he'd
done so many times before. Kevin stood there, eyes closed and relaxing,
feeling the warm water and the little boy's tiny hands soaping him up
everywhere, never needing to lift a finger. "As it should be," his dad
had commented, when Mikey had decided that he was going to be responsible
for washing Tom and Kevin, as part of taking care of them. As usual,
Mikey spent a lot of extra time "cleaning" his brother's heavy cock and
balls, which, as usual, made the perpetually-horny jock hard again.
Normally he'd just use one of his little brother's holes again right
there in the shower -- that was the only reason there was an economy-size
bottle of hair conditioner in a house where no one had long hair -- but
nah, he thought, not today, I gotta get started on my homework.

After rinsing his brother and turning off the water, Mikey hopped out as
Kevin slowly stepped out too, just as Mikey wrapped one towel around his
brother's shoulders and started using another towel to dry him from the
feet up. Kevin noticed Mikey's big tits jiggling, and he saw the sparkle
of the kid's jeweled butt plug in between those fat round soft butt
cheeks, and as the boy arrived to start drying his thighs and balls,
Kevin decided to forget about homework for another few minutes --
Danielle had gotten him so worked up, and his boner wasn't just gonna go
away so easily. He needed Mikey's pussy.

He remembered that first time he really saw that his little brother had a
pussy -- when their dad had called it a pussy and explained to both of
them that special boys' butts are also pussies, and boys and men put
their cocks in them just like girls' pussies. Kevin had been transfixed
by the sight of Mikey's three fingers going in and out of it.... a real
pussy between those soft, smooth white legs sticking up in the air. His
14 year-old cock had gotten hard immediately, and when his dad had called
it a pussy, he could feel the precum dripping out. Their dad had told
Mikey that he was going to teach him about how to use his mouth and his
pussy to make boys' and men's cocks feel good, but that Mikey had to be a
little older first before he could have a cock in his pussy.

The day after Mikey had first sucked his dick, Kevin asked his dad, "Hey
Dad, so, now that Mikey knows about using his mouth to make cocks feel
good, can I put my cock in his pussy too?" Tom replied, "Your brother
keeps asking me the same -- saying how he's a special boy, and since
that's what special boys do, why can't he do that. But I want him to have
more practice with his dildos, and to stretch himself with his butt
plugs, ok? He's so small, and I don't want his pussy to get ripped. I
told him that when he turns 10 we can take a look if it's been stretched
enough."

Sure enough, at 6 in the morning on his 10th birthday, naked little Mikey
ran into his dad's room, shouting, "Daddy! Daddy! I'm 10 now! Is my pussy
stretched enough? Can you put your cock in it? I'm already super clean in
there! Please, please, please Daddy!" The whole time he was shouting
this, he was bent over, holding his chubby white butt cheeks apart,
displaying his open little pussy hole for his woken-too-early father. Tom
blinked himself awake, realized that he should have expected this, having
kept talking about "when you turn 10" for the past months every time the
kid had been sucking him and had begged him to put it in his pussy too.

"Ok kiddo, a deal's a deal," Tom said, dumbfounded, staring at his baby
boy's already-wet pink pussy, which was practically winking at him. "I
think, even though you seem ok with some pretty big dildos in you, it's
probably better that you start with a cock a little smaller than your
dad's."

"What's all the shouting about?" Kevin mumbled, still rubbing the sleep
from his eyes, his morning woody jutting out between his hairy teenage
thighs, wandering slowly into his dad's bedroom.

"Well, Kev," Tom said, finally sitting up, "you know that I'd told your
brother that he had to wait until he turned 10 to learn about how to use
his pussy to make cocks feel good, like he's been learning to do with his
mouth for a while now." Tom noticed that Kevin had instinctively started
playing with his balls, and a drop of precum had already formed on the
head of his 15 year-old dick. "So I was just telling him that, actually,
it would be easier for him to start with one that -- while definitely
growing to be quite big," winking proudly at his older son, "isn't as big
as mine. So instead of Mikey using his mouth to take care of your morning
boner like usual, how about if today he tries with his pussy?"

"Fuck YES, Dad. Awesome!" Kevin shouted, smiling widely and pumping his
fist in the air. Tom laughed out loud, "Yeah, Kev, I thought you'd be up
for that." Neither of them had even looked at or consulted Mikey, which
seemed normal to all three of them, and the little birthday boy was
practically shaking with excitement, hearing about what was going to
happen to him.

Standing up out of his bed, himself sporting a rock hard morning boner
that made Mikey's heart race even faster than it already was, Tom said,
looking at his bed, "Well I guess this is as good a place as any. Kev,
get up here and lay down like I was, on your back," which Kevin did
faster than anything he'd ever done in his life, "and hold the base of
your cock in your fist like this, keeping it pointed straight up in the
air." Tom, took hold of his older son's cock, showing him what he meant.
"Ok, and Mikey, get up here sweetheart, and get your brother's cock as
wet as you can with your mouth, but careful not to make him cum, cause
I'm guessing he's pretty excited already."

Mikey climbed up on the bed, and Kevin spread his muscled football player
legs so his little brother could crawl between them. It was clear Kevin
was desperately trying not to think about what was happening, to keep
himself relaxed so he wouldn't ruin his first chance to fuck a pussy by
cumming too soon. Realizing it was a risk, Tom said, "Alright Mikey,
that's enough. Now I know you've already been using your dildo this
morning, cause I saw how wet you were already in there, but take the lube
from my night table and make sure you're completely slippery inside.
Normally you'd also put some on the cock that's going in you, but I don't
want you to risk stroking Kevin right now." Mikey obeyed, and Tom was
satisfied that the kid's hole would have no problem with this....

"Ok little guy, I want you to get back between your brother's legs and
face his feet. I'm gonna hold you under your armpits, and I want you to
take your hands and spread your butt cheeks, and lower your pussy onto
Kevin's cock. Kev, aim the head for his pussy, ok?"

Mikey felt his dad holding him, lowering him on his brother's throbbing
cock, feeling the head push itself against his pussy, and he let out a
little squeal, but Tom kept guiding the boy further down, hearing the
tense squeals turn into softer moaning until he saw Kevin move his hand
away, meaning his cock was all the way inside. Tom let go of Mikey, who
had moved his hands to balance himself on his brother's thighs, and he
went back up to the head of the bed to talk to Kevin, who had an
expression of ecstasy on his teenage face. Tom said, "Kev, put your hands
on her hips -- shit, I mean "his" hips -- and hold him, and you can
either start fucking him like that or you can motion to him with your
hands that you want him to move up and down on your dick."

With the slightest pressure of his hands on Mikey's hips, Kevin pulled
him upwards, and Mikey started an up-and-down rhythm he'd practiced
countless times with the dildo he had that stuck to the floor.
"Uuuuuuughhhhhh!" Kevin moaned, about 15 seconds later, as Mikey felt one
of the most wonderful, warm, happy feelings he'd ever felt -- his
brother's warm cum, shot after shot, deep inside his pussy. "Mikey!" said
Tom, when he realized what was happening, "Keep your rhythm going, keep
bouncing and squeezing, make sure to keep it going just like when you're
sucking, ok?" The 10 year-old bounced as if his life depended on it until
he felt his brother stop squirting and start to soften a little. Feeling
Kevin push on his back, he leaned forward and let the cock slide out of
him. And without even realizing what he was doing, he turned around and
started to lick his brother's cock clean, in a whirlwind of happiness.

"Fuck, Dad, I couldn't hold it anymore," Kevin said, "It was just so nice
and tight and warm in there." Tom laughed again, "Yeah buddy, I know,
huh? Why do you think guys are so obsessed with pussy all the time? Don't
worry, you'll be able to practice now whenever you want, so you won't cum
too early when you're fucking a girl for the first time like all those
poor other teenage boys."

And Kevin had indeed gotten a lot of practice with Mikey over the
following year, so when he found himself standing there with his little
brother drying his newly-hard cock and balls after the shower, all he had
to do was grab it and say, "Doggy on your bed," and the still-soaking wet
kid wordlessly dropped the towel, ran to his bottom drawer, pulled out
his jeweled butt plug and put it carefully away, before quickly shoving a
couple fingerfuls of lube in his gaping hole and getting himself onto all
fours on the edge of his bed, his feet hanging off the end and his back
and butt positioned in precisely the correct position for the height of
his big brother's dick.

Kevin looked over to see that his pussy was ready, dropped the Q-tip he'd
been using to clean his ears on the ground -- Mikey would pick it up
later when he cleaned the bathroom -- and swaggered over, reached under
to grab hold of the kid's huge soft tits, and slid his cock deep into his
little brother until he felt the smooth soft butt cheeks pressing against
him. Mikey groaned with pleasure and squeezed handfuls of his bedspread
in his hands, curling his tiny toes too as Kevin immediately started a
fast rhythm, pounding in and out, smashing the kid's guts, seeing his
chubby body jiggle with every thrust.

"This doesn't look like chemistry homework, Kev," Tom said, having passed
by the door again. "What happened to that plan?"

Still pumping away at his little brother's pussy, Kevin turned his head
and laughed along with his dad, their laughter mixing with Mikey's
squeals each time his older brother bottomed out deep inside him. "Yeah,
Dad, I know, but hey, speaking of chemistry, you know how they measure
everything in milliliters and we have to convert to pints and quarts and
stuff? Well I found out that every time I cum it's about 5 milliliters,
and I calculated that over the past four years since I started to cum,
Mikey's had like more than 5 GALLONS of it either on him, down his
throat, or up his pussy. Isn't that amazing?!"

"Christ, Kev, seriously? Five gallons of your cum? He hasn't had nearly
as much of mine as yours, but the kid's definitely had his fair share
from me, so if he's had five from you, he's probably had like two from
me. Damn," he chuckled, "seven gallons of cum....."

Tom looked up and saw that Kevin was grunting and shaking, really
slamming poor little Mikey. "Fuuuuuuck....." he moaned, squeezing the
kid's fat titties hard as he unloaded into his pussy. Catching his
breath, he turned to smile at his dad, pulling apart Mikey's red butt
cheeks to show off the gaping hole now holding his teenage cum, saying,
"Seven gallons plus five more milliliters!" Tom burst out laughing again.

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