Date: Wed, 30 May 2018 23:32:35 -0700 From: Joe L Subject: We Have the Summer - Chapter 4 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance by name or description to anyone dead or alive is totally coincidental. This is a love story between two brothers, one of whom is under the age of 18. If this offends you, if you are not of legal age or if this content is not legal in your area, please do not read this. If you have comments, please email me at bdslider1@gmail.com. I love getting comments and I will always respond! If you enjoy my stories, please consider donating to nifty.org. Their hard work helps us all enjoy these stories. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We Have the Summer Chapter 4 "What do you have in mind?" he asks, smiling again. "I wanna see what's inside that little swimsuit," I say, letting my hand rub down his body, and I feel his hard dick against the smooth fabric. "I wanna see yours, too," he grabs for my dick and easily finds it in my bulky board shorts. I'm hard again from that last kiss. The kid is going to keep me hard all the time. I was always so worried that I wouldn't be hard with Hunter, and sometimes, I couldn't get it up no matter how hard I tried. Now, I know how a cock is supposed to react around the person that it wants. He begins to get out of the water, but I stop him. I hold my hand out without saying a word, and he returns to his seat with a little smile. I climb out of the spa and quickly dry myself with a towel I had brought while Kel watches me intently. I finally feel dry and the cool air doesn't sting like when I first got out of the water. I pick up the huge beach towel that Kel brought with him and stretch it out, inviting him into it. He bolts out of the water and into my arms. I wrap the towel around his upper body, rubbing him slowly and firmly. I feel him shiver inside the towel, so I slowly move it around to soak up the water dripping from his body. "Does that feel good?" I whisper into his ear. "Auuuu... stin, you're so... you're so good to me." His shivers begin to subside. I drop down to my knees and carefully dry each of his beautiful legs. He moans with the close attention. I'm confident that he's dry enough, so I slip a finger inside the tiny waistband of his swimsuit and snap it against his tight little butt. He yells out, and I bolt for the door, laughing. "Ah, HELL no!" he laughs, chasing after me. I had planned on letting him catch me on my bed, but the youngster is faster than I thought. He jumps on my back and tackles me in the kitchen. We fall to the floor in hysterics. "You can't get away with that," he says, tickling me while I try to get ahold of his arms. At the same time, we both notice his hard dick has sprung from his swimsuit. He tucks it back in with flushed cheeks and a shy smile. "That looks serious. We'd better get you upstairs," I say with a big smile, and we both manage to scramble to our feet. He grabs my hand and interlocks our fingers for the long, slow walk up to my bedroom. He leans into me as he walks, trying to be as close as possible. I love the feeling. "Do you know the day I fell in love with you?" he asks with a squeeze of my hand. "No, tell me." I smile as several days in our past swirl around inside my mind. "It's so funny.... I've had this conversation with you a million times inside my mind. I would imagine telling you about it, and what you might say... and here we are now, and I'm really going to tell you!" "Yep, here we are," I say, letting go of his hand and putting my arm around his shoulder. I hug him with that arm and he leans in even more. "It was... the jellyfish day," he whispers, gleefully. "Really?" I laugh out loud as the memories come flooding back. Dad took some time off from work because Mom had been nagging him. We went to Hawaii for a couple of weeks. Dad was never around on the trip. He snuck off often to make business calls, and then when he realized he wasn't missed, he would disappear to a bar. Mom would take us to a pool or the beach, and then often disappear, herself. I suddenly found myself thrust into being the adult, and I knew I had to look after Kel. He must've been nine since I was thirteen. Kel was never much of a fan of the ocean. Several years before that, he had been knocked down by a big wave. He hit the wet sand hard, face-first, and lost one of his teeth. He cried, which didn't happen often. It was partly from the pain, partly from the blood, and partly because he must have known he'd have to go to the dentist again. The day of the jellyfish was the first day he had gone back into the ocean since that wave knocked him down. He really didn't want to get back in the ocean, but he trusted me. With my encouragement, we splashed around in the water quite a bit that day. We went out past the point of the breaking waves, with Kel holding onto my body for dear life, at first. After he realized that the ocean wasn't trying to kill him, he relaxed a little more and swam around. We even boogie-boarded for a while, and he rode a few waves by himself with me standing on the shore, watching and waving. I was proud of him and proud of myself for getting his courage up. He had a great day, and I loved seeing him happy, even then. It was a perfect day for me, up until the jellyfish got him. One attached itself to his calf, just above his ankle, and he came screaming onto the shore. I couldn't figure out what was wrong, but I saw soon enough, as the jellyfish was still clamped onto his leg. I brushed it off quickly and sat down with him in the sand, trying to calm him down. His lower half was caked with sand, and I didn't see any beach showers around. It was a pretty secluded place. I had to convince him to take another dip in the ocean to get some of the sand off, but he refused. We went back and forth for a long time, me pleading and Kel sniveling. Eventually, I went back into the water to show him that there was nothing to be afraid of. I promised him that he wouldn't get stung again. He reluctantly agreed and crept close to the water. As soon as one small wave came over his feet, with just as much water to barely reach his ankles, two... fucking TWO jellyfish stung his feet. It was unbelievable. He screamed and ran back to his towel. I got to him quickly and knocked the jellyfish off again. I was so fucking mad at those two innocent creatures that I smashed them with my fist as hard as I could into the sand and then buried them. I felt I had let Kel down. I felt that I had broken a promise to him. It hurt me inside, and I was in a lot of pain while I tried to comfort him. All I could do was hold him while he cried. I even kissed the top of his head a few times. He just sobbed as I held him, but he never pushed me away. I whispered to him over and over, telling him that I was sorry and that I would never make him go in the ocean again. For the rest of the trip, he was pretty quiet. I thought he was probably embarrassed. I remember him smiling at me, a lot, which made me feel a lot better. Now I know why he was smiling at me. "You remember it, don't you?" he asks. "Of course! I was so scared that you were mad at me... that you were going to hate me for making you go back into the ocean." "Nah," he laughs. "To tell you the truth, I loved it when you killed the jellyfish... then when you put your arms around me, I felt instantly better. It felt SO good... it's one of my best memories. I knew how bad you felt and how much you cared. I had to pretend to cry, just to make sure you kept hugging me." "You little faker!" I laugh, giving him a little shove. "Yup," he giggles, shoving me back. "So, you knew you were in love with me when you were nine? You knew what love was?" I ask. "Well, I knew that people fell in love... and I felt all warm and tingly inside... and I knew I wanted to kiss you on the lips." "Yeah?" I ask, giving him a quick peck. "Yeah, I also knew it was wrong for me to feel this way, so I knew I couldn't talk about it." "Well we can talk about it now." I grab both of his hands and interlock our fingers. Both of our towels drop to the floor. "I'm really glad those jellyfish stung you and I got to... I dunno, set this in motion." Kel puts his arms up around my shoulders, and I bring him in close, embracing him around his waist. He leans in and we go for another deep kiss. The cool air around us quickly heats up from our bodies. I feel some beads of sweat begin to form on my forehead as I lap and suck on Kel's tongue. It just feels too good. As we break the kiss, I suddenly notice that we're in front of my bedroom door. "C'mon, little bro," I grab his hand, leading him in. This is quite different from when we kissed after our date last night and parted at this point. I'm now taking my brother, and my boyfriend, Kel, into my bedroom. Every big step that we take cannot be taken back, but each step feels more and more right. "Do you mind if I still call you little bro, little bro? It's not weird or anything, is it?" "No, 'little bro' is me. I am 'little bro'. It's what you've always called me. It's your nickname for me. I love it. I've always loved it." I don't really know what to do next. Kel is my little bro... my little brother. I'm nineteen and Kel is fifteen. Am I about to molest him? I guess I am. Is there a special, nasty word for molesting your own little brother? Am I that bad? Am I that evil? I guess I can take some comfort into the fact that Kel is a willing participant. I don't think I've ever thought of more of an understatement in my life. Also, I love him. I love him intensely, and I would never do anything to hurt him. I know this is what he wants, and I want to give him what he wants. I want it, too. "What are you thinking about?" he asks. I've sat down on the corner of my bed without realizing it. I'm sure my board shorts will make my bed damp, but that's okay. Kel is standing in front of me... in between my spread legs. I don't answer him. Instead I look up into his eyes and put my hands on his body. I slowly rub my fingertips from his thighs up his sides and back down again. I can't help but look at the outline of his dick. It wants out of those swim trunks. I look up at Kel, who knows exactly what I've been thinking. "That's it, happy thoughts." "I'm happy. I'm very happy," I say, continuing to caress him. "Me too," he exhales a huge breath. He's starting to relax, and I feel the relaxation start inside of me. I can't believe how beautiful his body is. He has amazing skin. He has little ab muscles, and I slowly trace the grooves with my fingers. Finally I tuck one finger on each of his hips inside of his tiny swim trunks and look up at him. His smile grows. "Can I?" I ask. He nods, and I slowly start to work them down. They're as tight as humanly possible so it takes some effort to inch them down, little by little on each side. Finally they slip down his thighs and his dick springs to life, right in front of my face. "Kel.... holy fuck, dude. It's so perfect." "Meet your biggest fan," he says quietly. I want to just stare at it, but the little glob of pre is calling out to me. I give the head of his dick a long and firm lick and coat my tongue with his juice. It tastes sweeter than honey, and I savor it, knowing that it was all for me and all because of me. I pull back to look at it again. Its size, shape, everything... is ideal. It's completely straight and pointed right at its inspiration. I'm going to make this dick cum SO much. "Kel... it's... I know you probably think I'm just saying this, but it's the hottest dick I've ever seen," I say, kissing his tip over and over. I give his shaft tiny jerks, which clearly sends jolts of pleasure through his body. "Thanks," he gasps. His voice is shaking, and I notice a slight tremble begin all over his body. "Are you okay? Are we going too fast?" I ask. "No, no." He takes a deep breath. "I'm just a little cold and you know... the anticipation." "Yeah," I hug him, pinning his dick against my chest. "At least lemme take your shorts off so I can get a look at yours... before I... ya know, cum again." He grabs my shorts without my go-ahead, but I don't stop him. I love his eagerness. Mine come off much easier than his, and my dick springs back and slaps my belly. It's a nice dick... I admit. It's not as perfect as Kel's, but I think it will be serviceable for our purposes. He looks up at me with shock on his face, and then looks back at my dick. "What?" I giggle, starting to feel a little self-conscious. He doesn't answer, but instead stuffs it quickly and completely in his mouth. "WHOA!" I jerk back from the pleasure and try to scamper backwards as he tries to catch up and get his lips around it again. "Austin!" he whines, not understanding why I'm trying to get away from him. "You can't do that either. You're gonna make me nut, and my cum is off limits until I hear back from the clinic." "Austin, it's like you just gave me the car of my dreams, but you won't let me drive it... but about a million times worse!" "Hey, you said you were cold, right?" I head to one of my closets and get out my winter-time blanket. It's California-King size, super soft and super fluffy. It doesn't get too cold here in the winter, so I sleep under that blanket with no sheet during the cooler months. "Let's get under this." I spread it out on my bed and we both get completely under the blanket. I embrace Kel and kiss him in the complete darkness, feeling his trembles slowly start to dissipate. He begins to moan, and I throw the blanket off. "I was just getting into that," he says with his hair going in every direction. "I just remembered I was getting to know your body a little better," I say rubbing my way down his torso, hips, legs and ending at his feet. He is completely stretched out, completely naked on my bed. Looking at him, all sprawled out, exactly where he wants to be fills me with such joy. I smile, and begin my slow journey up his body by kissing his toes. I give each one of them a sweet kiss, as Kel watches my every move with wide eyes and an open mouth. I glance up to his dick every once in a while. It's hard and purple, and I see it twitch and throb every few seconds. I smile, thinking about what I'm going to do to that dick when I make it up there. I rub his shins and calves, as I slowly make my way up. His legs are beautiful. Each tiny, light, teen-boy hair perfectly compliments his nicely tanned legs. "Mmmm... I love your legs, little bro," I say, continuing to kiss a trail up to my eventual prize. Kel doesn't respond. He begins to squirm, and little moans and gasps begin to sneak out of his lips. I give each knee a kiss, and then I'm on to his quads. I admire each muscle... there's a nice little hard curve there, not just the boney legs I remember. I reach under to his hammies, rubbing each as I continue to kiss my trail. I move to the inside of his thigh, and I feel his tremble begin to return. I chuckle, knowing what I must be doing to him. As I get closer and closer to the sweet spot, he begins to moan more loudly. I plant firmer and longer kisses on the inside of his thigh as I finally make it up to his balls. His ball sack is small and tight, and it's just as perfect as his dick. I lightly lick it all over, not missing any part of it. Kel's body is now fully shaking, and he grabs a handful of my fluffy blanket in each hand. His moans and whines are turning to grunts and cries, as he tries without success to stop his shaking. His body squirms and writhes under me. I just want to take his dick firmly in my mouth and give him the release, but I have to give my perfect new little friend the attention he deserves. "Auuu... Auuu...." Kel can't get the two syllables of my name out of his mouth, so I know it's time. My trail is near its end, and I begin to plant kisses starting at the base of his shaft, and move up just a few millimeters for my next kiss. Kel's breathing is now halted and quick. His knuckles are white, as he continues to grasp my blanket. His trembling has erupted into violent jerks and his teeth are clenched. I hope he survives this! I kiss a little more than halfway up his shaft, and I watch three quick, small squirts of cum splat on his gorgeous treasure trail, one almost reaching his belly button. "Whoa!" I giggle, and then swirl it around with my tongue. I'm licking my own brother's boycum, and it's amazing. I quickly slurp up the rest while it's still warm, and give his softening dick a firm suck to coax any more left into my mouth. "Austin... FUCK... Goddammit!" Kel finally regains the power of speech, and I laugh. "What?" I climb back up and give him a quick kiss on the lips, hugging him and trying not to laugh. "I'm like... completely embarrassed," he says, hiding his face. "Why?" I burst out in laughter. I try to pry his hands away from his face, but he struggles with me, and it takes some kisses on the cheek and forehead to see his cute, flushed cheeks again. "In the spa," he sighs, "I came almost immediately after you kissed me. I thought it was because of how you looked at me right before we kissed." "How did I look at you?" "I knew you were going to say you wanted to be with me, and I knew you were going to kiss me, but I thought there would be some... awkwardness at first. I thought there would be some weirdness that you'd have to get over... that you were kissing your brother. When we were about to kiss, and you looked in my eyes, there was no awkwardness, no fear, no hesitation. There wasn't even love in your eyes... it was lust... complete lust." "Yeah, it was... I wanted you bad," I admit, rubbing his chest, like in the spa. "I was totally unprepared for that, and I lost control. Cum just shot out of my dick." "Good!" "Good? And now this? I don't want to cum whenever you kiss me or touch me. I want to be able to last a long time and both have a slow build-up that feels really good... and then both cum at the same time." "We're gonna need some bro-time to solve this problem," I say, scooting in behind him. He scoots between my legs, and I bring the blanket around us so I don't draw attention to our naked bodies. My arms wrap around his body and I give him some comforting kisses on the top of his head. I can already tell he's no longer upset. "Mmmm... Austin," he mutters, as if he's almost going to sleep. This bro-time thing works really well. "Dude, don't think of sex like you see in porn. That's not how it works... kissing for a few minutes, sucking for a few minutes... fucking for a few minutes, then they cum. You're fifteen, dude! You're gonna cum, and probably cum quick... assuming you're as attracted to me as you say." "I am," he giggles, rubbing my legs underneath the blanket. "If you wanna cum, just fuckin' cum! Cum whenever and wherever you want... maybe sometimes you'll be nice enough to cum in my mouth." "I can do that for ya," he says. "How was my cum compared to your college boys?" "Yours is the first cum I've ever tasted," I state, proudly. "What?! You told me the other night that you loved guys' cum!" He looks back at me with confusion. "I said I love to MAKE guys cum. I never tasted any cum until just now." "Why not?" "I dunno... I always thought if I ate a guy's cum... ya know.... That's a pretty intimate thing." "Isn't sex intimate?" "It doesn't have to be. Most of the guys I fucked, I'd leave right after. If they were in my room, I'd just pretend to go to sleep and hope they'd leave. Eating cum always seemed... like an invitation to go further... into a relationship or somethin'." "You don't want me to leave, do you?" "I think the way I'm holding you should answer that question." I embrace him even more tightly. "Dude, I don't think you could escape if you tried." "Reverse bro-time!" Austin squeals and flips around. He gives me some very soft, very romantic kisses, and I suddenly remember I need to cum to catch up to him. "Dude," I whisper, loving the closeness. "Austin, you could... your dick is so close... to where it needs to be... you could just stick it in... and cum inside me," he says, continuing his kissing game. This kid is approaching irresistible. "Kel, I can't. If you want me to fuck you tonight, I can wear a condom. I'm sure I have some around here somewhere... but the first time I fuck you, I want to flood your insides with my cum." "I know," he says, drooping his head so that he rests his forehead on mine. "Okay, okay... you can just cum in my mouth," he says with a mischievous smile. "Oh okay," I say, with resignation. "Hey! Wait a minute!" "Aww man!" he groans, and we chuckle. "I do need to cum, though," I say kissing his neck and down to his shoulder. "Okay, I have a plan. I'll jerk you off... and I'll just take a little of your cum on my finger and finger-fuck myself with it," he says nonchalantly. I immediately start tickling Kel's ribs and we erupt in laughter. Kel always loved it when I would tickle him. Maybe it was because I was touching him all over. He is certainly loving it now. He finally untangles himself from me as scoots back, wrapping his fingers around my throbbing dick. "Austin, I get it. I know that you want to protect me, and I love you for it. I want to get you off, though. I promise, I won't do anything with your cum. I know I'll have all I want starting tomorrow." "You'll be swimming in it." "Good. You ready?" he says, jerking me very slightly. I arch my back with a jolt of pleasure coursing through my body. "Yeah." "You trust me?" he asks with an evil smile. "Of course. Not that it happened all that often, but I remember you could never handle it if I was mad at you. It was like... devastating for you." I remember always caving very soon afterwards because I couldn't take the guilt of making him feel bad about anything. "Yeah, you got me," he smiles. "Okay, how do you want me to do it? One hand... two hands... jerk or twist? You want me to put my thumb here-" "Just get up here and fuckin' kiss me!" I demand. He scoots next to me, not letting go of my shaft. We smile as our lips connect, and we immediately go for some deep tonguing. I grab Kel's dick, which is just as ready as mine is for another eruption. He moans as I give him a firm jerk and he attempts to push his tongue deeper into my mouth. I break the kiss, as I know I'm past the point of no return. "I'm gonna cum," I whisper. "Me too," he nods. We continue to jerk each other's dicks as sprays of cum erupt from both cockheads. Small drops coat each of our bodies as we moan through the intense pleasure. Kel lets go of my dick and kisses me again, this time relaxed and loving. After a few minutes, he breaks it, and he rests his head on my shoulder. "Not bad for our first night as boyfriends," he says, taking a deep, cleansing breath. "Yeah... not bad... but I have a lot more in store for you."