From: D One Subject: Sundays Date: 30 Aug 1998 00:00:00 GMT He stretched under the sheets letting them finger him head to toe. It was hot outside and the airconditioned house would probably keep him inside most of the day. And it was Sunday. "Sunday is for family" his parents always said. Across the room he saw his step brother sleeping huddled under a blanket as if it were the middle of Winter instead of July. His discarded jockey shorts were on the floor between the beds. His brothers also were there, both slept nude. Their Dad had told them that real men slept that way. And despite their mother's objections they started acting like "real men" long ago. One of the benefits was that she would knock before coming into the bedroom now rather then do what she did when they were little boys..barge in anytime she wanted. Shyness, modesty and early attempts to masturbate were often confronted when she did that. As for their Dad, he would come and go whenever he pleased through the bedroom door or the bathroom door that adjoined their room with the hallway. "We've all got the same equipment" he would say whenever he came in unexpected to find his sons naked..even jacking off. And they were usually bareass. "It saves Mom laundry" he had said once to his Dad while he was sitting at his desk doing homework au naturale. Carson, his brother, seemed to enjoy it as much as he did. "Hell I can reach for it whenever it gets hard" he'd say doing what he talked about morning, noon and night. The guy jacked off so often, even his buddies called him ooozzie...presumbably because of the automatic weapon reference..or maybe because his dick was always oozing out precum. "It tastes sweet" Carson shoved some in his mouth when he was little. He fought it off but realized it did taste good. His own precum tasted good too. And he was soon trying to out do his brother in the jacking off department. Usually the last thing they did before going to sleep and the first thing when they awoke was grab their meat and jack until they were grunting and groaning and spewing their stuff in the air. "Boys, you got to be careful where you do this" Their Dad had said one night. "You're getting the sheets all dirty and your Mom is embarassed besides" So each boy had a bedside towel now..and nobody questioned what it was for. They usually washed it themselves in the sink and that ended the stained sheet and embarassed mother problem. Then there was their friends. They would barge in anytime they felt like it. And by doing that, they often walked in on one or both boys jacking furiously. The best solution to that was joining in..and so the boys bedroom often smelled like a locker room with their friends odors of sweat, cum as well as their own. The solution to that? A car freshener which hung by each boys bed. It would have erotic influences later in their lives..but for now, it helped the smell in the bedroom. He laughed at all these things that had changed in their lives. The usual things like schoolwork, sports, college planning and family stuff were enough to complicate life..now there was sex. His cock moved and rose under the white cotten sheets that was fondling it. He moved his hand to help out and toyed with the mushroom head, the thick stalk and the two globes of testicles that he loved to play with. "At it already huh?" Carson had turned over in his bed and was awake. "Gawd, I could hardly sleep last night" he said accounting for the two times he had gotten up during the night and pumped until his body would relax. "Yeah, I know" Carson said. He threw a pillow at his brother and soon the two nakes boys were wrestling around on his bed. "Wow I never noticed what a nice butt you got" His brother had him pinned face down and was slapping his asscheeks. "Let's see" He yelped as his brother poked a finger in his butthole. "Relax, it's only my finger...for now" Carson wiggled that finger deeper and deeper. He stopped struggling...because it hurt when he did. He felt strange as the finger in his ass penetrated him. "You like that, kid brother?" the finger pulled out then returned..but it hurt this time. "Just relax...I know you want it" the finger moved inside him this time. He lay there, breathing deeply and soon felt something different. His bother's body was on top of his..his buttcheeks felt hair. He realized he was being fucked. "It's ok, you can do it to me too" the words in his ear calmed him a bit. "What if Dad comes in?" he asked. "He knows" Carson said as he began to pump his cock in and out. "Just enjoy" He closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensations his body was feeling for the first time. Pain had passed. Instead his bowels reacted then calmed down. His butthole seemed to hold Carson's cock like a strong hand..and he began to involuntarily move his butt back when Carson moved his cock inside. "Whew...you are tight. Come on, you try me" He moved on his knees as his older brother lay on his stomach. The two round mounds of asscheeks were smooth like his. He touched them a different way then he had ever done before. He wet his finger and slid it inside. "You don't have to do that, I've gotten it before" Carson admitted. He wondered who had fucked his brother. Which buddy? The swimteam coach? Some stranger? He was amazed how easily his hard cock opened Carson's butthole and slid inside. He pumped and pumped and was soon striving for an orgasm...and emptied himself inside his brothers ass. Like him,Carson would move his butt back with each stroke and the two were actually milking his cock. "That was fantastic" he panted as he lay beside his brother. "You two finished?" Their Dad's voice made them jump. He was standing by the door. "Breakfast is ready..come on down..but clean up first" he was smiling and then left. "Dad?" he said asking the question he was afraid to ask Carson. "Yeah...but he wasn't the first. Uncle Charlie was." Charlie was his own Uncle and Carson's step Uncle. He had felt Uncle Charlie's hands on his butt and even his crotch over the years..but he thought it was part of just horsing and wrestling the two had done all the time. "He'll get you too" Carson said as he waved a hardening dick at his little brother. "You two coming or what?" Their Dad appeared at the door again. They grabbed their shorts and jeans as he waited. As they bounded out the door pulling on their tee shirts, they heard their Dad add. "I guess I better put a lock on this door. You two are maturing faster then I thought. And your mother won't understand." "Understand what, dear?" she asked as her three men arrived at the breakfast table. "Oh just man to man stuff" Dad said. Under the table Carson grabbed his crotch and he didn't react at all. He liked it...liked it all. And he had things to tell his Uncle Charlie when he visited him later that day...Sunday was for family after all.