Date: Fri, 05 Sep 2003 01:10:03 +0000 From: Guy Jameson Subject: The Sons of JJ Jameson Chapter 12 My grandsons-the Sons of JJ, are writing the next several chapters of this series. They decided to use their journals or diaries as the basis of what they have written. JJ required the boys to keep a journal of some sort from the age they began to write. He believes it is a good educational tool and forces the boys to constantly examine their lives. School districts across the country teach courses in creative writing for much the same reason. Just to help the reader and me keep up with what is going on, I've decided to include the dates covered by each entry. This story belongs to me and as such is copyrighted according to the terms laid down by Nifty. Any similarity with persons living or not is purely coincidental. I hope you enjoy. Feel free to send comments to me at guyjameson@hotmail.com This posting is written by the third son, Ron. THE SONS OF JJ JAMESON CHAPTER TWELVE: RON AND HIS BROTHERS 1986 - 1993 Mother left us very shortly after our youngest brother, Davey, was born and hasn't been heard from since. That left Dad with five boys to raise, but not entirely by himself. Mom's step dad, who we all consider to be our grandfather moved back into the house to help out. Dad was only too glad to accept all the help he could. That gave us two male parents who were very understanding and accepting. That was in 1986. The house we live in was built in the 1910s so there was plenty of space but the rooms were not arranged for seven males. Dad and granddad, who I always called "Guy", converted the basement to a dormitory giving my brothers and me a large common bedroom and a bathroom. For six years we shared this accommodation. Then when Joe and Jason, who were born about one and a half years apart entered puberty, Dad converted the attic into a room for them. He thought sharing the "dormitory" as they began to mature would be more than any of us could handle-they needed some privacy. It wasn't long before they began teasing each other about the changes their bodies were going through. The teasing even went on in front of Dad so all of us were kept well informed, as Jason and Joe became comfortable with their developing bodies. We were a family who could keep few secrets. I began to enter the magical age about the time I turned eleven and was moved from the dormitory to the attic. I really felt like hot stuff. I had arrived. I was now counted among the men of the family. I wasn't sure how Jason and Joe would accept my intrusion, but, hey, it wasn't my fault. Dad had made the decision and no matter how they felt about it that's the way it was going to be. Sleep did not come easily that first night in the Upper Room. My brothers and I stripped down for bed. They told me they were glad to have me join them but that now I had to learn that somethings were not to be made family knowledge. I couldn't imagine, as I lay in my bed in my new surroundings, what they were meaning. I had already heard about their jack off sessions and wet dreams. What could be so different that couldn't be discussed openly. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but the excitement of being reunited with the older brothers and maybe missing my younger ones just a little kept me awake. But as I lay there, I heard Jason rustling in his bed. "You think he's asleep?" he whispered to Joe. "Yeah, probably. You know he has always been the first to go to sleep and the first to wake up. Come on over, Jase." Hearing Jason slip out of bed, I opened my eyes just a slit. I could see my older brother's naked body move quietly across the room toward Joe's bed. Joe pulled back the covers and Jason slipped in beside him. Was this what couldn't be discussed-that my two older brothers slept in the same bed? At first they whispered to each other, so I couldn't hear what was being said, but I could hear their breathing become louder and heavier. Joe's bed squeaked. I opened my eyes a little wider and could just make out in the semi- darkness some of what was happening. It looked like they were kissing each other. Then Joe's head disappeared just below the top of the blanket. Jason moaned before Joe's hand reappeared and covered his mouth.. "Be quiet, Jase. You want Ron to hear you?" "I'll try, Joe, but you know when you nibble on my tits, I can hardly be quiet." "Then what are you going to be doing in just a few minutes, you little tease?" Joe whispered. The mound in the blanket that was Joe's body shifted further down the bed and Jason's breathing became more rapid, louder, almost rasping. "Yeah, Joe, do that some more. Oh, your fingers feel so good up there. Ohhhhhhhhh, that feels good. Put your dick in me. Fuck me bro. Put it in me. Fuck me." There was more shifting in the bed as they adjusted their bodies and soon there was a steady rise and fall in the mound of blankets. I heard Joe whisper, in a deeper voice than I'd ever heard before from, "Fuck man I can't do this with these damned blankets covering my ass." He pushed the blankets off his back and onto the floor with the sweep of one arm. All I could see at that point was his bare ass between Jason's legs, which were wrapped around Joe's waist. Joe's body rose and fell more quickly thrusting into our brother's body. I was playing steadily with my dick. I thought I knew what was going on and whatever my brothers were doing was causing me to be very hard. My hand job felt wonderful. Just as Joe began to grunt and moan more loudly, I could feel my own body begin to convulse under the blanket. Then both of my brothers moaned in unison and I could feel my orgasm shoot through my body. I didn't shoot any cream that time but I knew from the conversations I had heard over the last two years what could be in store for me. I must have made more noise than I had realized. "Sheeeeeit, the little fucker was awake," said Joe. "Then we'll have to initiate him. We don't want him telling Dad what we just did." Before I could move, both of my older brothers were out of their bed, had crossed the room and grabbed me, wrapping me up in my bedclothes like a mummy. Only my face was out. Joe clamped one hand over my mouth and came very close to my ear. "It's not nice to spy on your big brothers, Ron. You know that?" "Joe I wasn't spying. I just couldn't sleep. I couldn't help seeing what you guys were doing. It wasn't my fault," I cried trying like hell to stay out of trouble. "What are you going to do to me?" "Nothing little bro," said Jason. "We just want to make sure you keep our little secret. You're living with us now and when you're in this room; you live by our rules. You cool?" "Yeah, I'm cool. I'll do whatever you guys want." "Good boy, Ron," Joe said. "Now it's time to go to sleep." My brothers started to get off of my bed. "Joe?" "Yeah, Ron?" "I really wasn't trying to watch you guys. But it was fun." "Just make sure you behave, Ron, and everything will be fine." They started toward Joe's bed together. "Joe?" "Yeah," he said with just a hint of malice in his voice. "Can I sleep with you two? You have a big bed and I promise not to take up much room. I can't get to sleep and I haven't gotten to sleep with you in a long time." Joe looked at Jason, shrugging his shoulders with a knowing smile. "OK, but we're not going to make a habit of it. Just tonight." I tried to unwind myself from the covers, but they saw I couldn't do it. Each of my brothers grabbed a different part of the bedclothes and dumped me out of the bed on my ass. We crawled into the big bed together with me cuddling between my two older brothers. Sleep came to me very quickly. When I woke the next morning, my head was resting on Joe's shoulder, his arm wrapped around me-just as had happened many times when we all shared the dormitory and I'd have a bad dream. Even though Joe was only three years older than I was, he was the one who would protect me from the monsters who lived under the bed. Joe was on his back, his head turned away from me. I was on my side, pressed tightly against the whole length of his body. Jason was pressed against my back, spoon fashioned. I felt very comfortable, safe and loved. Joe's body shifted as he began to wake up. He felt my weight against him and turned his head looking straight into my eyes. It took him a minute to realize it was me and not Jason curled against him. "Good morning, Ron. Did you sleep OK?" "Yeah, Joe. I always sleep good when I'm with you." Jason began to stir. "Holy shit," he exclaimed. "We have all this bed and we're piled against each other like a bunch of puppies. Where did you come from, Ron . . .Oh, yeah, I remember. Geez what a night! Ron, you remember our deal don't you? You live by our rules up here." "Sure, Jase, I remember." Rising on one elbow, Jason greeted Joe. His hot morning breath blew against my neck. "You follow all the rules, little bro." "Yeah, I know." Jason placed his hand against my chest and began to feel my smooth body. His hand felt down my stomach toward my crotch and finally felt of my cock. I was hard. "Well, Joe, look what I found. There's a little fish in our bed this morning. What do you think?" Joe shifted to his side, pulling his arm out from under my head. He stared at my body, trailing his eyes down to my little penis. "No, Jase. That's no fish; it's a shrimp." "What do you think?" "Well if this little shrimp is going to live up here with us, he might as well join in everything we do." "Just what I was thinking, Joe." Both of my brothers began feeling my body, causing my little penis to get harder and bigger by the second. Nudity was not something that our family shied from. We saw each other naked on a regular basis, but this was the first time I had felt my brothers naked and this close to me. I could feel both of their hard cocks pressing against me. "What are you going to do? I asked expectantly. "What we always do when we wake up, little bro." Jason said. "We jack off together." "But today, we're going to do something a little different," Joe said. "We're going to do it with you" Joe took my penis in his hand and began to stroke it back and forth. Jason was rubbing his dick against my backside and playing with my nipples. He kissed my ears and ran his mouth down the back of my neck. "Yeah, something a little different," he said. Jason quit pinching my nipples and ran his free hand down the flank of my body to my ass. He pinched me and felt around my ass. He found and began to finger my little pucker, not pushing inside of it just playing with it. "Nice and tight here, Joe. I guess the little bros haven't found each other yet." "Too young I guess. How about it Ron? You and Rob started doing stuff together, yet?" "What kind of stuff?" I asked almost too innocently, causing both of my brothers to laugh at me. "The kind of stuff you saw last night, Ron. That kind of stuff." "No" "Well I think we need to help our little brother out, then, don't you Jason?" "Absolutely." My body was really beginning to feel very hot. Joe was playing with my penis and Jason with my ass. I was really feeling something very strange. Joe ducked his head and began to suck on my penis. It got harder and I felt even stranger. It was a good strange, but strange nevertheless. Jason reached behind his head and found a jar of Vaseline. He stuck two fingers into the jar and pulled out this huge glob of stuff that he began to apply to my little hole. Goose bumps began to form all over me as my brothers played with my body. I began to pump my little dick into my big brothers mouth as Jason applied more pressure to my anal ring, pushing a finger inside. "He's a tight little bugger, Joe. You're going to like this, I think." Joe mumbled something in return, his mouth still covering my penis. His attempt at speech caused a vibration against my dick. He played with my balls, continuing to suck and Jason pushed another finger into my ass. I started to scream, but Jason reached over me and quieted me with a kiss. My body began to shake and I pushed harder against Joe's mouth and tightened my ass against Jason's finger. My body shook harder and it felt like I was pissing into Joe's mouth, but at the same time it felt different from piss. My dick became suddenly more sensitive. I felt pain and then a complete relaxation of my body. Joe slowly came up from my dick and opened his mouth. On his tongue was a small amount of white cream. Jason looked at him and they both began to laugh. "Man, all that work for just a little squirt. From now on that's your secret name, Squirt." Jason laughed all the harder, his finger still up my ass. "I must have hit his trigger, Joe. I'll bet that's his first time." Joe looked at me with a smile on his face. "That right, Squirt?" "Yeup", is all I could get out. "Come on you two. We need to get out of bed and head down for breakfast before Guy comes up to shake us out." We climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom that was part of our area. Joe swatted my ass and said, "Welcome to the big boys' room, Squirt. You're going to fit in just fine." We took turns pissing and then climbed into the shower together. Joe handed me a bar of soap and said, "From now on Squirt, it's your job to wash your big brothers. Think you can handle that?" I took the bar, wet it and began to soap up my two big brothers. They used the foam to jack off and I saw for the first time the kind of cream my big brothers could produce. With much joking, laughter and light heartedness, we dried, dressed for school and headed down stairs to join the others. It was Friday morning. We finished our breakfast and each of us took our plates into the kitchen and rinsed them before putting them in the dishwasher. Dad grabbed his stack of papers, called us to head for the car and we were off. I was on a high all day long. Nothing went wrong. I was more relaxed about being at school than I had ever been and could answer all the silly questions asked by the teachers. The day finally ended. My brothers and I met Dad at his car just as we always did but I still couldn't get rid of the smile that had graced my countenance all day. I could hardly wait to go to our room with Joe and Jason. After school was always homework time unless one or more of us had soccer practice. Today it was homework-even on Friday. That way nothing was left to get done over the weekend. Dad would go to his study leaving Guy to supervise the homework in the kitchen while he prepared dinner. As we worked, I kept stealing glances at my new roommates. They exchanged many glances and smiles with each other as if they were developing some evil plot. After homework was dinner, then a general cleaning of the kitchen as Guy and Dad went onto the patio to smoke and enjoy an after dinner drink. When the kitchen was finished all five of us went onto the patio to be with our elders and watched the night envelop us. Since it was Friday night, television was permitted, if we desired but I just wanted to be with Guy and Dad. Rob and Dave soon went to their room to watch TV. Joe and Jason went onto the lawn and began kicking around their soccer ball until it was too dark to see. Then they joined Dad, Guy and me. We just shot the bull for a while, discussing school, the kids at school and what we wanted to do over the weekend. I knew what I wanted to do, but didn't think the adults would really approve. I had a feeling that Joe and Jason were thinking pretty much along the same lines as I was. Finally it was time for bed. We said our good nights and the three of us headed for our room. I was already feeling a certain stiffness forming in my shorts. We got to the room, stripped off our school clothes, hanging up what could be worn again and putting the rest down the laundry shoot. We were responsible now for doing our own laundry. Guy took care of the younger brothers, himself and Dad, but as Joe explained Guy didn't want to mess with our scummy sheets and stuff so now that was our responsibility. None of us had ever worn pajamas. I hardly knew what pjs were. In this all male house, everyone slept in the nude. So after brushing teeth and getting stuff put away for the night, I began to crawl into my new bed (which I had yet to sleep in). Joe called over to me, "Hey Squirt, what do you think you're doing? Get your cute little ass over here. You're sleeping with us now, remember?" "Hunh. You mean all night?" "Damn straight, all night. Jason and I haven't slept alone since we moved up here. Now shake a leg, boy and get in this bed." I moved as fast as I could and jumped into the middle of the bed. "Now just remember, Squirt, you live by our rules up here. What Jase and I say, that's what you do, right?" "Damn straight, Joe," I said, using my first forbidden word. Neither Guy nor Dad ever permitted cursing in our home. They permitted a lot of stuff but cursing was definitely forbidden. "Jase do you have all the stuff?" "What do you think I am-forgetful as Guy? I have everything right here where it'll be handy." "Good, then I guess we're ready for a little before sleep fun. What'ya think Squirt?" "Damned Straight, I'm ready for whatever." I kind of enjoyed that phrase. It would be several years before I'd understand the irony of any of us using it. "Then just lie back and enjoy your initiation into the Upper Room." Joe turned out all the lights except for the small bedside lamp. A little light would enhance the planned activities. My brothers took up positions on the floor beside me standing at the head of Joe's big bed. "OK, Squirt, just relax. We're going to play a little game. Jase and I are U. S. Marines and you are our captive. Raise your hands over your head." I placed both of my hands above my head as each of them grabbed an arm and pulled it toward the bedposts. Jason reached down to the floor and threw Joe a leather thong. They then tied one end of each thong to my wrists and wrapped the other end around the bedpost nearest them. They pulled the thongs tight, but not enough to hurt me. I pretended to struggle, catching onto the game and hoping to add a little reality to it. "Stop fighting us, captive. You'll be a lot happier," said Jason. Jason then tied a bandana around my eyes shutting out my vision. Then they each tied a thong around my ankles and stretched it to the footboard. At that I really did begin to struggle. I knew my brothers wouldn't intentionally hurt me, but I didn't like being blindfolded. My greatest nightmare had always been about going blind and this seemed to be very close to that dream. I started to yell as I struggled but one of them stuffed something into my mouth. It tasted strangely salty and smelled like day old urine, with just a hint of what Joe smelled like after a hard soccer game. I struggled harder. Then I felt one of my brothers lie down on top of me. "Quiet, Squirt. We're just playing a game. Relax, I think you're going to have fun, but don't get scared. OK? You know I'd never let anything bad happen to you and I'm not going to start now. This is a matter of trust. OK? If it's OK with you, nod your head and I'll take my jock out of your mouth. Jase and I have played this game many times. You will like it." I nodded my head because I knew Joe could be trusted. He removed the gag. By now I was tied to the bed, spread- eagled, my whole body vulnerable to what my brothers had planned for me. "Captive, you are now our slave. You will do what we want without question. First of all you will not make a sound. You must be silent. Is that understood? If it is just nod your head." I nodded. I felt both of my brothers beginning to play with my exposed body. They pinched my nipples, pulled on them, licked them and bit them lightly. At the same time I could feel one or both of them stroking my chest and stomach. One of them laid down between my legs and begin playing with my upper thighs, never touching my now very hard penis or my balls. Then the one between my legs lifted my nuts and began to lick and nibble the soft skin between my scrotum and ass. I felt someone smear Vaseline over my hole and then a finger was inserted inside of me. The finger worked my hole and then there were two. It felt like the portals of heaven had been opened inside me. I gasped, but did not scream out as a third finger found its way into my opening. I was breathing very hard, rapidly, in short gasps as I began to feel the orgasm build inside me. I wanted someone to play with my dick, as Joe had done that morning. I wanted to shoot my piddling little load. Just as I thought I couldn't hold out any longer one hand and legs were untied and I was turned over to my stomach. My legs were spread out again as my free hand was again tied to the head of the bed. My brothers lifted me in the middle and a couple of pillows were forced under my body. My ass was completely exposed and opened for whatever reason. The fingers were forced back inside of me, lubed with a big glob of the Vaseline. I thought my poor opening was going to be ripped apart as the fingers worked themselves into me. I began to sob and wanted to cry out for them to stop. But I didn't; I trusted my brothers completely not to let me get hurt. Then the working of the fingers began to feel oh, so good. I began to grind my little cock into the pillows as the fingers fucked my ass. Just as suddenly as the fingers had been inserted they were removed. I felt empty, abandoned. I wanted to feel my brother's hand deep inside of me again. But it wasn't his fingers that worked their way into my ass. I felt something much larger than a single finger pushing against me. It pushed against my ass, pushed hard against me, then it broke through the sphincter barrier and entered my body in one single push. I knew it was my brother's cock that had taken me. But I didn't know for sure which brother it was. It hurt like hell at first and I started to scream, but my face was pushed down into the mattress. Jason whispered in my ear as his body slid into the bed along side me, "It feels good doesn't it Little Bro. Joe's cock feels good up there. I love it when he fucks me and you will too. The pain only lasts a minute then it will be replaced by the most wonderful feeling. Hold on Little Bro . . . Hold on." Jason rubbed my back and shoulders and I began to relax as Joe began his fuck. Just as my brother had promised, the pain was replaced by the most pleasurable feeling I had ever had. My brother, my Joe and I were joined into one body. I had died and gone to heaven. As Joe's pace began to pick up speed, Jason continued to rub my back, reaching around my body to play with my dick. I could feel the orgasm building again and I humped the pillows in sync with Joe's thrusts. Jason's cock was thrusting against my side keeping up with both of us, stroke for stroke. Joe's body stiffened; I could feel his big cock expanding inside me and then there was peace as he began to shoot his load into my body. My trigger was pushed and I also began to squirt out my load. Jason coated my side with his spunk, shooting all the way to the area just below my armpit. The room and the bed became quiet. Joe's cock slowly deflated and slipped out of my body. Jason untied my hands. They both lay beside me rubbing my back and playing with my butt. Joe told me to roll off the pillows and both brothers began to kiss my face, my neck and shoulders. I rolled onto Joe's arm, burying my face in the nape of his neck. We lay quietly as the blindfold was removed from my eyes. "Squirt," Joe said, "You are a hell of a fuck." "Damned straight, I am," I answered. "When is it Jason's turn?" Both my brothers laughed and rubbed my body lightly. "We'll see, Squirt, maybe Jason can have you tomorrow night." Contented as a cat lying in a bowl of milk, the three of us drifted off to sleep. We had no idea how late it was, or how soon the dawn would be bursting through the windows of the our lair.