Date: Sat, 06 Sep 2008 17:41:36 -0600 From: Roy Subject: Travis Travis Chapter one by Roy Reinikainen The slight breeze which stirred the bedroom drapery did little to lessen the oppressive humidity. Even the nighttime insects seemed weighed down by the heat, much like the two young men lying atop the sheets on adjoining beds in the darkened room. Kent turned onto his back, the thin sheet sticking to his naked back and buttocks. He made a face and muttered, freeing himself from the fabric's grip, then fluffed his pillow and tried to find a comfortable position. "Don't say it," the voice from the nearby bed warned. "What?" Kent asked, continuing to squirm, causing the bed to squeak. "I know it's hot. We're both miserable. Glenn followed his brother's lead and turned onto his back, at the same time throwing the sheets onto the floor, hoping the thick air stirred up by the ceiling fan would make things more tolerable. He was horny, yet it seemed an effort beyond something he could manage, to even *think* of dropping a load. 'Damn fool time for the air conditioner to give up the ghost. And with Dad and Mom away to top it all. When he and Kent complained about the heat, during their nightly telephone visit from wherever their parents were currently vacationing, his father had laughed. "Just strip down and fan one another, or stand under a cold shower, or something. We'll be back soon." "But . . ." Glenn had begun, intent on complaining, only to have his father chuckle. "Your mother's calling me," he said. "Bye." 'I bet *he's* got air conditioning, wherever he is,' Glenn groused, feeling hot and sticky, even after showering less than an hour earlier. Under normal conditions, both he and Kent would lie next to one another and masturbate every night before moving to their own bed and going to sleep. The fact that Kent had not suggested they masturbate was an indication how uncomfortable he must be. Kent hated clothing as much as he loved masturbating. Three years earlier, he had surprised Glenn when he suggested they watch one another, "drop a load," he'd called it. Glenn had come into the bedroom they shared, and had not realized his younger brother was lying on his back in the middle of his bed, his legs spread wide, holding his thirteen year-old penis perpendicular to his body. "Hey Glenn," Kent had said, getting his brother's attention and wagging his penis. "Wanna join me?" "Umm," Glenn remembered stammering, excited by his brother's erect penis and young body, but unsure whether he should strip-off and join him. Their parents were already asleep, so there was no chance of being interrupted. He knew, of course, that Kent masturbated . . . often; the dried and crusty underwear had given him away, even if the rhythmic sound of his stroking and rapid breathing hadn't. Still, it was a bit of a shock to see his brother so blatantly displaying himself and inviting him to play. "C'mon, Glenn," he had urged, his teen voice cracking between the two words. "I wanna see you hard." He patted the sheets next to him. "Get naked and join me." He grinned. "I can tell from the bulge in your pants that you want to." "I didn't know you were old enough to shoot," Glenn had said, as he followed his brother's instructions and began to shed his clothes, pretending not to know his brother's apparently insatiable sexual appetite. Kent had snorted and had reached for the bedside lamp and turned it off, leaving the bedroom lit only by the nearby streetlight. In only a few moments, Glenn was naked, his erection leading the way across the dimly lit bedroom until he lay on his side facing his brother. He'd wanted to touch the tight ball sac and straight penis. He wanted to run his hands over his brother's still-boyish body and probe between his legs, searching for that most private of places. Instead, he'd propped himself up on an elbow and fondled his own erection as Kent studied him. "Wow!" Kent had murmured, leaning close. "It's so big, compared with mine." He looked into his brother's eyes. "Love the pubes, Glenn," he'd said, hesitantly reaching out a hand. "Can I touch?" he'd asked, a hint of pleading in his voice. "You can touch me," he'd offered his older brother. "If you want," he'd added, as an afterthought. Glenn reached out and wrapped a hand around his brother's warm cock, marveling at how firm it felt. "You can shoot?" he'd asked, as he ran a thumb over Kent's cock head. Kent had inhaled a shuddering breath. "Keep that up for a few more minutes, and you'll find out." He placed his hand around his brother's penis. "Please, Glenn, make me shoot," he'd murmured, grasping his older brother's erection more tightly. "Slower," he'd urged. "I like to be stroked nice'n slow . . . almost as much as I love to have someone watch me when I'm naked and hard." Glenn slowed his stroking, marveling at the amount of pre-cum his young brother was producing. "Want me to tell you what happened today? It was freaking cool." "Yeah," Glenn had encouraged, pausing to run his thumb over the head of his brother's cock. "Tell me." "I love taking a shower in PE class," Kent began, his fantasies playing on the inside of his closed eyelids. "It's so cool being all hard, n'stuff, in front of everyone." He squirmed beneath Glenn's slowly moving hand. "Then, when the coach comes in, his big dick swinging as he walks, it's all I can do to not grab myself and spray him with a load." Kent began stroking his older brother in a slow rhythm. "The coach must like seeing me naked, 'cause today, the two of us stayed in the shower till everyone was gone. I held my cock out, pointing it at him and slowly stroked myself. Then, I dropped the soap, so I bent over and showed him my butt. When I heard him take a sudden breath, I reached back and spread my butt cheeks so he could get a good look at my hole." Kent opened his eyes and studied his brother. "Feel my butt hole, Glenn," he'd urged, spreading his legs as wide as possible, welcoming his older brother's touch. "The coach got really hard when I showed him my hairless boy hole. When I stood up, the coach was slowly stroking himself, just the way you're doing it to me right now. He'd move his hand until only his piss slit was showing; then he'd stroke until he reached the base, when he'd squeeze and the head would swell." "You're a show-off Mr. Pollard, he said. He calls all us guys by our last name. But then, you know that." I thrust my hips forward and held onto my dick, letting him know how right he was. "I love a guy who likes to show off what he's got, Mister," the coach told me, as he slowly stroked himself. I saw him glance around; then he lowered his voice. "I like to imagine what it'd be like sinking my man-pole into some young guy's hole and filling him up with a thick load of man-sperm." "I could tell the coach was getting close," Kent said, his own breathing quickening as his own orgasm approached. "Then, without warning, the coach sorta groaned, bent his knees a little, and shot a huge load against the wall of the showers." "You like watching me as much as you like being watched, Mister Pollard?" he'd asked. "Then," Kent continued. "You know what he did?" "Uh uh," Glenn had answered, slowly shaking his head from side to side, as if hypnotized, the beginnings of his orgasm forming at the base of his cock. Both his hand on his brother's cock, as well as his own, were slippery with their own juice. "Coach reached out to the wall and gathered up as much of his own jiz as he could; then . . . " Kent took a deep shuddering breath. "Then he smeared his stuff across my face, wiping it over my mouth." "Oh geez," Glenn had groaned, knowing he was but an instant from shooting his load in front of his younger brother. Kent continued speaking. "Show me your stuff, Mister Pollard," the coach had said, as I licked my lips and sucked in as much of his stuff as I could. 'Show me!' the coach ordered." "I'm 'bout there, Glenn," Kent had said, scooting closer to his older brother. "I wanna shoot on you just like I shot on the coach." "Oh geez," Glenn had said, unable to hold back any longer. Kent had kept each stroke tantalizingly slow and, now, Glenn thrust his hips forward, letting loose with a volley of three shots which splashed against his brother's stomach and young pubes. With the first touch of his older brother's sperm, Kent had squeezed his eyes tightly closed, thrust himself closer to his brother, while making a series of low, guttural sounds and shooting two spurts of watery sperm which splashed against Glenn, then quickly made a glistening path before dropping to the bed clothes. Both boys flopped onto their back and sighed in satisfaction. "Cool story," Glenn had murmured. Kent had sighed. "S'true." He'd hiked himself up onto an elbow and faced his brother. "Wasn't as awesome as having you squirt on me, though." Kent had run his fingers over his smooth belly, attempting to gather some of his brother's sperm. Whether he'd managed to get any which hadn't already liquified, or not, he brought his hand to his mouth and licked across the palm, then each finger. "Tastes great, Glenn," he'd murmured, in a voice which frustratingly cracked. "Next time, you've got to spray your stuff into my mouth." During the three years since, the two brothers had become inseparable. Some of Glenn's buddies had snickered when he brought Kent with him wherever he went. He'd told them they didn't know what having a cool brother like Kent was like. The first time Kent had heard his brother say that to one of his friends, he'd felt so wonderful, he'd wanted to kiss Glenn in front of everyone. He'd controlled himself though, and had saved his kisses for later, when Glenn was lying on top of him. "Y'know what I'd like?" Kent asked, his voice hanging in the still air like an unformed thought. "Hmm?" "I'd like to find a way that you and I could show off together. I'd like other guys to watch while I swallow your load, or while I lick your butt hole as you squat on my tongue." Glenn could hear his brother shift position, the humidity and heat temporarily forgotten. "That'd be so cool, wouldn't it? Knowing guys are playing with themselves as they watch us?" "You've thought about this?" "Yeah, a little." Kent scrambled from his bed and joined his brother. "Move over Glenn; I just had the coolest idea." He pushed until Glenn made enough room for him. "I think we should make a vid of ourselves; then post it onto that X-Tube porn site. You know the place? People who like to show off, make vids so people can watch 'em doing all sorts'a stuff. I think it'd be so cool. We don't have to show our faces or anything, but just knowing that people would be watching us do stuff would be a real turn on." Glenn was intrigued. "What do you want us to do?" "Oh, I don't know. I guess, first, we could just show off our hard dicks and butt holes. I like to finger myself y'know?" Glenn snorted an amused reply. "We could beat off n'stuff." Kent leaned close and nibbled on one of his brother's nipples. "Wouldn't it be cool to know that guys are shooting their loads looking at our vids? I mean, the idea makes me horny just thinking about it. That X-Tube site even counts the number of times a vid has been viewed, so we'd know how many people have shot a load looking at us." "You could use that dildo you got from Uncle Nick," Glenn suggested. "You pestered him enough until he bought it for you; maybe he'd like to see you use it." "Y'think?" Kent asked. "Hey, it's a two-headed model. We could both use it." He squirmed at Glenn's side, rubbing his erection against his brother. "I like it when we've got the thing buried up our holes and our butts are touching each other's. I bet there are guys who'd love to watch us fuck ourselves using that chunk of silicone. We could show off our holes first; then I could slide that thing into you. It's so cool seeing that big thing stick out of your asshole, y'know? Then, I could back up and slide the other end up inside me." Glenn broke in, liking the idea more and more. "You could piss on me, or shoot your spunk onto my feet and lick it off." "You'd drink my piss on camera?" "Well . . ." Glenn temporized. "Maybe, if we could do something where enough of my face was hidden so people wouldn't know who I was. Even if I didn't drink it, it would be hot to have you give me a piss-shower. I don't want to show my face though. I wouldn't want Dad to find a vid of you pissing on me on the Web, for all the world to see. He's pretty good with computers, you know, and, with our luck, if my face was showing, he'd find the vid-site for sure." Kent lay back, the idea of making a video momentarily forgotten. "I sure would like to have Dad piss on me," he lamented. Glenn barked a laugh. "Listen to you! We've never done anything like that before! What are you talking about?" "I'm just dreaming, that's all." He reached for Glenn's erection. "I think one of the coolest guys around is Dad. For sure. It's so cool watching him when we're at the gym. Y'know, when he strips out of those bikini briefs of his and sorta fluffs up his cock and balls." Kent squirmed. "The time he scratched his asshole, I 'bout popped a load. I think he knew what he was doing, 'cause when he turned around to see why I was making a choking noise, he was getting sorta stiff. His thing wasn't hard yet, but it was sticking out." Kent took a shuddering breath. "Damn, he's got a great dick!" "You've never popped a hard-on in front of *him* like you do at school, though." "Yeah, well. It's hard not to. Like I said, I think he likes to show off about as much as you and I do." "Maybe that's why he spends a lot of time in the showers at the gym," Glenn mused. "I'd like to see him and Mom fuck," Kent added, squirming with excitement at the idea. "I've never seen a guy fuck a woman." Glenn laughed. "You'd like to see anyone fuck. Besides, once he was finished with Mom, you'd probably ask him to do you too." "You got that right," Kent chuckled. "I love having jiz sloshing around in my asshole." "Tell me! I've pumped so much stuff up your butt, I . . ." "Let's make a vid right now!" Kent interrupted. "I'm fuckin' hard, and you are too." Glenn snorted agreement, the humid night totally forgotten. Kent continued. "We could make a vid of me beating off, and you shooting your stuff onto my cock so I can use it as lube. That way, we'd both be able to be in the vid. Then we could upload it and see what happens. ~ to be continued ~ Thank you for taking the time to read my work I welcome your email and enjoy hearing your thoughts. If you would like me to send you a pic of the character(s), please ask. My stories on Nifty include: Phalen (located in the Gay College Section) Phalen - Finding Happiness (Gay College Section) Phalen - Reputation and Honor (Coming Soon) Chris (Gay College Section) Leith (Gay College Section) Owen (Gay College Section Wesley (Adult Relationships Section) Jess (Gay Incest Section) Travis (Gay Incest Section) I hope you enjoy them all.