Date: Tue, 8 Jul 2014 20:21:10 -0700
From: Jon Hold <jonhold@earthlink.net>
Subject: We Six

We Six
by Jon Hold
copyright ©2014 by the author
jonhold@earthlink.com


The earliest thing I can remember is wanting to know more about men. When
my mama died, Daddy thought it best that I left my little bed in my parents
bedroom and moved me into the big four-poster with my five older
brothers. I was kinda sad and not very happy about moving until my older
brothers brought me home from Mama's funeral. My daddy was going to stay
with his older brothers for a few days and my sisters had already moved in
with Ellie, who had moved in with our grandpa after his daddy died and left
her a widow. They already had a bunch of girls, so everybody figured it
would be better if my sisters lived with them, what with having no grown
women around our house and all.

All five of my brothers were some older than me since I didn't come along
until real late. Daddy called me his little afterthought. But he usually
called me that when he was hugging me or teasing me, so I knew he really
loved me. Everybody was pretty broke up when momma died, specially me. I
really didn't notice until later, but my brothers kept me with them and
took care of me real good. They never let me be alone, even in the
outhouse, and made sure I ate and stuff. They held me a lot and one or
another of them was pretty much always pettin' me or holding my hand or up
against their side or in their lap. If the brother holding me had to go do
something, he'd give me to another brother to hold. None of them minded at
all, we was family.

They tried to get me to eat when we got home from putting momma in the
ground, but none of us actually felt much like eating so they said maybe it
would be best if we all just went to bed. I was looking for where they put
my Dr. Denton's when I noticed that they was all just stripping naked for
bed. I got kinda distracted like and sorta forgot all about being sad. I
was just a boy, but all my brothers was real men --- with hair and
all. Thomas was just starting to have hair, but he sure enough had some.

Now, I wasn't no stranger to hair down there. I slept in Mama and Papa's
bedroom after all and they didn't always wait for me to get to sleep before
they did the married thing. Sometimes I'd even sit up and watch because I
thought it was funny how Papa's thing would get so big and how Mama would
squeal so loud when Daddy put it into her and the funny noises Daddy would
make when he was bouncing around on top of her just about made me laugh out
loud. So I'd seen hair before. On Papa and Mama both. But there was
something special about my brothers.

They'd always been fun for me to be around because they treated me real
good and let me do stuff with them. I guess that even at that age I loved
them. I mean, they was my brothers. Everybody always talked about how
handsome my brothers were, and I thought they was the best looking brothers
of any my friends in school had. I'd seen just about all of them naked too,
when we went skinny dipping or Saturday night baths. But this was
different. It was just us brothers and I figured that it was okay to look
right at them instead of being polite and not staring at strangers like I'd
been told. All of us was lean and wiry, but none of us boys ever got to six
feet tall. We wasn't short, well, I was, but I grew some since
then. Anyhow, we wasn't short, but we wasn't tall neither. Just a real good
size for a working man, like my Daddy said. One thing though, all my
brothers man things was a bunch bigger than any of our friends except some
of the grown-up men (and them men was my Daddy and his brothers and his
daddy anyway). They hung out real long and was a lot fatter than most of
the other one's I'd sneaked a peek at. Billy, my second oldest brother, had
the biggest one of all my brothers although my oldest brother, Boo, had one
almost as long and just about as heavy.

I just stood there, watching them things swing around and enjoying how my
brothers looked without any clothes on. My brothers had obviously undressed
together a lot of times because even though the bedroom wasn't all that
big, they didn't really bump into each other or make any mess throwing
clothes around. Billy pulled a big old tin can from under the bed and pee'd
in it before offering it to the rest of us. None of us had to go, so he
covered it up and put it back under the bed. Everybody got into the bed
almost like it was a dance or something. Boo pulled back the covers and
held them up while Billy climbed in and got next to the wall. Then Thomas,
Brett and finally Jason climbed in Boo laid down on the outside and pulled
the covers over all of them.

I figured I was one of the big boys now so instead of looking for my
nightclothes any more I just pulled down my little undershorts and got
naked like my brothers except that my little thing didn't have any hair
around it at all and was sticking straight out because I was so excited
about sleeping with my big brothers and seeing them naked. I walked over to
the bed and patted Boo on the arm. He looked down at me and grinned.

"Well. I guess we plum forgot we got another brother to fit into the bed
now."

Boo lifted up the covers for me and I had to climb up, using Boo like a
ladder because that old bed was real high. Boo's hand completely covered my
bottom as he helped boost me up into bed. His hand felt really good on
me. I got up so I was sittin' with my naked butt on Boo's belly, I sure
liked how that felt too. Boo said, "Little 'un's in the middle" and patted
my behind, so I crawled across Jason and Brett and burrowed down in between
Brett and Thomas. Everybody wiggled around some to make room for me and
Thomas pulled me up against him and I snuggled back against him. Brett
kissed me good-night on the forehead and then everybody said, "Good-night"
to each other and that night we just went to sleep right away. It'd been a
long hard day.

When the cock crowed... errrrr..... When the Rooster let
loose... errrr..... When the damn alarm clock rang, everybody started
scooching down under the covers to get warmer in the cool air of the
morning. Boo, being oldest, got up and flipped the covers back off of
everybody, to a chorus of moans and groans and complaints. I just sat there
in the middle of the bed, watching, amazed. Every one of them went to bed
last night with fascinating things like mine between their legs, only much
bigger and surrounded by hair, although Thomas didn't have much hair.  This
morning their things were sticking straight out from their middles and
looked really hard. I'd loved seeing them the night before but the show
this morning was driving me crazy. I didn't know why, but I wanted
desperately to touch the magic things and see how hot and hard they really
were. I put my hands down in-between my legs to make sure my little thing
was still there and almost hurt myself when my hands hit it. It was hard
and stiff and sticking straight up, just like my brothers. I stood up in
the middle of the bed so my brothers could see that mine was stiff, just
like theirs.

Instead of watching me though, they were trying to bend their dickies down
so they could pee in the three tin cans they'd fished out from under the
bed.  Thomas and Jason were sharing a can and Billy was holding the can for
him and Brett. Boo was trying to pee into the can he'd pee'd in the night
before.  Billy managed to start peeing and looked up and saw me standing
there.

"You need to pee too?" he asked.

I nodded 'Yes'.

Still peeing, Billy put his forearm under my butt and lifted me off the
bed, holding me next to him so I could reach the pee can. I could push my
little wiener down, but couldn't get my pee to start and the sound of the
others peeing was making me hurt I had to pee so bad. Thomas, who hadn't
started peeing either came over and took me from Billy.

"Come on little brother. Sometimes you just have to brave the great
outdoors if you gotta go."

With that, still naked with his big thing sticking up, Thomas slipped on
his shoes and without tying them, which I got spanked for, he carried me
outside to the outhouse. He sat me down on one of the holes but stood there
holding my hand because he knew I was still afraid of falling in. He held
his stiffie down and tried to pee into the other hole, but neither of us
could get it started. Thomas finally let go and his thing swung up and made
a slapping sound as hit his belly. I laughed at that because it sounded
funny, and because it got me really excited and I didn't want Thomas to get
mad at me. Thomas spit into his hand and got hold of his stiff thing again,
only this time he wrapped his hand all the way around it and started
stroking back and forth. I watched what he was doing with my eyes wide
open, and no hope that my thing was going to get soft any time soon.

"What'cha doin', Thomas?"

"I'm beating off, Squirt. Ain't'cha never seen nobody beat off before?"

"No..."

"You've seen Daddy fuckin' Mama, ain't'cha!"

"No..."

"You know what fuckin' is, don't'cha?"

"No..."

"Fuckin's like when Daddy put his cock inside of Mama."

"Cock?"

"You know! Your wiener!!!"

"Oh! Yeah. I seen Daddy put his cock in Mama. He really liked it. Do you
think that's why he misses Mama so much?"

"Daddy misses Mama because he loved her so much."

"What's 'love'?"

"You sure ask a lot of questions, Squirt. Ummmm. Okay. You like me, don't
ya?"

"Sure, Thomas. You're my most favoritest person."

"How about Billy and Boo and Brett and Jason?"

"They're my most favoritest person too."

Thomas laughed and ruffled my hair. "Okay, Squirt. I hear ya. We're all
your most favorite person. But, sometimes you get mad at me. Right?"

Remembering the way Thomas picked on me sometimes, I nodded my head 'Yes'.

"Well, when you're mad at me, do you hate me too, or do you still like me?"

Now, you can imagine. Young as I was, I had to think that one through
some. But I finally pieced together that, yeah, I got real mad at Thomas,
and the others too sometimes. But I didn't hate them, I liked them even
when they were being mean. I climbed off of the seat and grabbed Thomas
around the waist, "I always like you, Thomas. Even when you're not nice."

"Do you like me a little bit, or lots and lots?"

"Lots and lots, Thomas. More than anything! I promise."

"Well, when you like somebody lots and lots, even when you're mad at them,
that's love."

Thomas gave me a big hug and I gave him one right back. I noticed that his
cock thing was sticking up right beside my head so I turned to face it and
when it started bouncing away I put my hand behind it to hold it still and
kissed it real good. Thomas jerked back and held onto my shoulder so I
couldn't move forward and kiss him again. "Why'd you do that, Squirt?"

"Well, that's what Mama used to do to Daddy when she loved him and his
thing got hard like yours is. Can I kiss it again?"

"Maybe later, Squirt. Right now, lets get our cocks soft so we can pee,
okay?"

I nodded 'Yes', urgently, and Tommy picked me up and sat me down on the
seat again, keeping hold of my side so I wouldn't fall. Kneeling down in
front of me, Tommy took hold of my wiener between his thumb and forefinger
and started moving the skin up and down. "Does that feel okay, Jimmy?"

My eyes wide open and my finger in my mouth, I nodded 'Yes' again. I wasn't
real sure what Thomas was doing, but I sure liked it. He kept doing it too,
until I sort of tingled all over and mewed like a kitten, going weak all
over.

Thomas gently pushed my wiener down and said, "You can pee now."

He was right too. I pee'd and pee'd sitting there with him holding me and
my wiener. I knew that I loved Thomas, and that I always would. When I got
done, Thomas pulled my skin all the way back and shook my wiener just like
Daddy'd showed me to do. Then he stood up again and while I held onto his
leg to keep from falling, he started rubbing his wiener, only his whole
hand fit around his. He sure seemed to like what he was doing and when I
reached up with one hand to see what he was doing better, he asked, "You
want to do it for me, like I did for you?"

I eagerly nodded yes and Thomas showed me how to hold onto his so I could
move the skin back and forth the right way. I reached up with my other hand
and felt the hair growing above his wiener and giggled. "That feels funny
Thomas."

"You like my bush?"

Reaching down between my own legs and feeling how smooth I was above my own
dickie, I said, "Yeah, Thomas. I like it a lot. Will I get hair like that?"

"When you get to be my age you will."

That seemed like forever to me, but since Thomas was willing to let me play
with his hair, I figured it was okay. I reached up and wrapped my other
hand around Thomas right behind where I was still holding onto his cock and
started moving the skin back and forth a lot like I'd seen him doing to
himself. We both ended up laughing a lot because I was trying to stroke him
and hanging on for dear life, knowing that if I let go I'd fall into the
hole under the outhouse, a fate worse than death. Thomas was moving his
hips back and forth just like Daddy did when he was on top of Momma which
made me hang on even tighter. We both got to laughing like crazy, and then,
all of a sudden, Thomas stopped and got real stiff all over, standing on
his toes and everything. I thought that maybe I'd hurt him but he started
making funny grunting noises just like Daddy did sometimes and white stuff
started coming out of his wiener and spraying all over the place. He seemed
to really like that and I started laughing again.

When he got done spraying his white stuff, Thomas started panting and
moaning and put his hands on the wall behind me to hold himself up. I
kissed him on the wiener again and he went "Uhhhh!" and hunched his hips
forward against my face. I laughed and kissed him again and he couldn't
stop himself, he just hunched again. I licked my lips. I'd watched my Dad
and brothers milk the cows before, and knew all about that. "Your milk
tastes good, Thomas. Better than Bessy's even. I like it!"

"Pull my skin back, Squirt. Yeah. Just like that. Now, if you want some
more of my 'milk', just put it in your mouth and suck a little bit."

I did like Thomas said and he was right. The harder I sucked, the more of
his milk I got until he pulled back and said, "Whoa, Squirt. I can't take
any more of that right now, and I got to pee real bad."

I kept hold of Thomas' wiener with one hand as he moved a little bit to the
next hole and he just wrapped his hand around mine and his wiener and
started peeing. It felt funny in my hand and I laughed again. I looked more
closely at the bag hanging under Thomas' wiener. It was neat! I reached up
and touched it and it moved around real easy. Now, I knew that milk came
out of a cow's bag, but the nozzles came out of the bottom of their bag and
Thomas' nozzle came out of the top of his. "Is this where your milk comes
from, Thomas?"

Thomas nodded. "Sure is, Squirt. Feels good when you touch it gentle like
that too! But you have to be careful because you can hurt a guy really
easily there."

So I held onto Thomas' wiener and his bag while he finished peeing. When he
got done he asked me, "You need to go number two?" I shook my head 'No' and
he stuck his arms out. I stood up on the seat and jumped up on my older
brother. He wrapped his arms around me and settled me on his hip. Just as
we were leaving, Brett and Jason came into the outhouse carrying the pee
cans and dumping them into the hole. They were already dressed.

"You guys better hurry up or Boo's gonna get on you!"

We laughed, but Thomas ran us back up to the house and even helped me get
dressed. I got to go with him and help him with his morning chores. Billy
had breakfast ready for us by the time chores were done. He sure was a good
cook, even way back then.

After breakfast, Boo said, "We need to do something special for Daddy!"

Everybody said, "Let's paint the barn." Daddy had been wanting to paint the
barn for a while, but the way momma took sick and all, he just didn't seem
to be able to get to it. We got out the white paint and brushes and ladders
and all and Billy said that we should all take our clothes off so we didn't
make a mess of them. Pretty soon we was all naked and painting that old
barn. I pulled weeds so the big boys could paint all the way to the ground
and they even let me paint some, but they said I was getting more on me
than on the barn. I didn't see what was wrong with that. After all, when
Papa bought the white paint he told us all that it was the new latex kind
and wouldn't poison "Man nor beast."

Brett went up to the house and made sandwiches and ice cold lemonade for
lunch and we ate in the shade under the pecan tree. We got the whole
outside of that barn, except the tin roof, painted that day and Boo said,
"See what we can do if we all work together. We all made a big dog pile
with Boo on the bottom. He finally got up and chased us all down to the
swimming hole, well, my little legs couldn't keep up, so Boo grabbed me and
put me up on his shoulders, but he chased the other boys like the devil was
after them. Boo sort of forgot that I was on his shoulders and jumped in
with me still up there. I screamed like crazy and Boo got up as quick as he
could. I was real scared and trying to get the water out of my
nose. Everybody was laughing, but not mean because they were all trying to
help me too. Boo pulled me down and held me in his arms, patting me on the
back until I'd coughed up all the water I'd swallowed.

Once everyone was sure I was okay, they started washing up and playing tag
at the same time. Then they started to wash all the paint off of me, but
ended up playing catch, with me as the ball. They got me so wound up I
couldn't stop laughing. Billy finally carried me out of the swimming hole
and carried me up to the big flat rock where the waterfall fell into the
swimming hole. The other guys joined us and we all took a nap, laying there
in the sun and drying off in the warm breeze.

Supper was okay, even if it was Boo's turn to cook (Boo still can't cook
for shit) and we were all tired so we decided to go to bed early. I didn't
want to, but I was going to sleep right there at the table, no matter how
hard I tried to keep my eyes open.

We all got naked and I got into bed in the right order that night. Boo took
my bottom in his hand and gave me a boost again, except this time I went
flying across the bed and if Thomas hadn't caught me I'd have gone right
over him. That made everybody laugh and I snuggled down in-between Thomas
and Brett. I was glad I didn't have to sleep alone any more. I watched
Billy and Boo as they climbed into bed, trying to get a last look at their
things before Boo pulled up the covers. Billy had the biggest one of all of
us except Daddy, but Boo's was really, really big too! I'd been wondering
all day what they felt like hard, and wondered if they'd show me like
Thomas had.

Before Boo could pull the covers up, Thomas started to play with his
thing. Brett said, "Don't do that in front of Little Jimmy!" but Thomas
just said, "Hell, we already did it together this morning, didn't we,
Squirt!"  I nodded 'Yes' and Thomas said, "Show 'em how you do it, Squirt."

I looked at Boo, and he just stared at me for a minute, then, taking a deep
breath, he smiled and nodded 'Yes'. Happily, I smiled back at Boo and
spread my legs, hooking them over the top of Thomas and Brett's legs. I
grabbed the foreskin over the knob of my little willie and started jerking
on the already erect little peg. My other hand started pulling at my tight
little ball sac and I grinned at my brothers as they watched me closely and
started to bone up and play with their own toys.

It felt good playing with my thing, but watching my older brothers was a
lot more exciting, especially knowing what was going to happen if they
played with their things long enough. I saw Thomas looking at me and smiled
at him. He smiled back and raised his eyebrows.

I didn't need any more invitation than that. I let got of my stiff little
wanker and rolled over. Thomas got his hand out of the way just in time as
my hand darted over and grabbed his stiff toy. I really liked the hot,
corrugated feeling of his stem and the way his skin slid as I jerked him up
and down. I sat up in bed between Thomas and Brett so that I could really
work on Thomas' peter and started wanking him a mile a minute. I reach over
with my other hand and my little fingers started tickling his big balls
(bigger than mine by a lot anyway). Thomas gasped for air and it didn't
take him any time to stiffen up, moan and start spurting all over the
place. The other guys started complaining about how Thomas' stuff was
getting all over them, but Thomas and me were in a playful mood and just
laughed at them.

Thomas was done but the other boys were still playing with themselves. I
turned around and looked at Brett. He had this really huge pair of balls in
a really long, loose sac that let them just lay on the bed. Without even
asking I reached down between Brett's legs and gently picked up his balls,
one in each of my hands. No way my hands could fit all the way around
Brett's balls, but they felt really good in my hands. I looked at Thomas,
"Brett has really big balls, doesn't he, Thomas."

Thomas smiled, "Yep, Little Squirt. Brett's got the biggest balls of any of
us, including Daddy. But his dick's the same size as mine and he's a year
older."

Letting go of one ball, I reached up and touched the head of Brett's dick
with one finger. Brett looked at Boo, who nodded, and then let go of his
dick, giving me permission to do whatever I wanted to do. I took hold of
his dick and started stroking it, slower than I'd stroked Thomas'. I looked
at Boo, "Brett's feels real nice. Is he going to make a mess too?"

Boo nodded. "You keep playing with him that way he's going to make a mess
like you've never seen before. He cums quarts."

'Cums.' That must mean what happens when Thomas shoots his white stuff. I
really wanted to know what Brett could do so I got serious about stroking
his thing. Brett got serious too. Rocking his head back and forth on the
pillow. Moaning. Groaning. Begging me to stroke harder or softer, faster or
slower. Then he sort of started loosing control, lifting his hips up and
driving his hard thing between my hands. I watched his balls pull all the
way up until they were just two great big lumps on either side of his
sticky prong. I figured that he was about to make a mess and I didn't want
the other guys to get mad. Without really thinking about it I leaned down
and put the end of Brett's dick in my mouth to keep the cum stuff from
flying all over the place. "Ahhhhhh!", Brett gasped for air, thrusting up
so that the whole head of his dick came out of the foreskin and went into
my mouth. A really warm nice taste filled my mouth and I barely managed to
realize that I liked the taste when Brett suddenly swelled up even bigger
and a big, long hard spurt of stuff shot into my mouth, wrapping around
that thing hanging down in the back of my mouth. I gagged, and at first
thought that Brett was peeing in my mouth, but he started to shoot again
almost immediately and I realized that he was shooting his cum stuff into
my mouth. I was too busy gulping and swallowing and trying to keep Brett in
my mouth to waste any time gagging after that because Brett just kept
shooting and shooting and shooting. I squeezed the ball in my hand and that
just seemed to make him shoot even more so I started squeezing his balls,
first one, and then the other.

Brett finally collapsed and I let his shrinking dick fall out of my
mouth. Sitting up, I started licking the cum that had escaped onto my lips
back into my mouth and I wiped two streams of cum that had escaped out of
my nose off on the back of my hand, carefully licking it all up. When I was
done cleaning myself up I leaned back down and licked up a pool of the cum
stuff from where it had dripped onto Brett's belly. Then I picked up his
limp dick and pulled back the foreskin so I could clean up under there.

When I had Brett all cleaned up I put his foreskin back like it was
supposed to be and sat up, reaching between my legs to play with myself
some more. I really, really liked the taste of Brett's cum stuff and was
wondering if my other brothers tasted as good. I knew that keeping Brett
from making a mess really made me feel good, especially making my tassel
tingle. I looked around at the other guys and they were staring at me like
they'd never seen me before. I looked at Brett and he was just laying there
like someone had hit him over the head with a stick. I looked at Thomas,
tears starting in my eyes because I was afraid I'd done something wrong. "I
didn't hurt Brett, did I, Thomas?"

Thomas sat up and wrapped his arms around me, rubbing my back with one
hand. "No, no, no, Little Squirt. I think you made him happier than he's
ever been. Just look at him."

I did like Thomas said and looked at Brett again. He still looked like he'd
been conked on the head, but I noticed this time that he had a smile on his
face. If he'd been conked, he'd enjoyed it! "Then I did okay?" I asked.

Thomas looked at Boo, and so did I. Boo finally nodded and said, "Yeah,
Squirt. I think you done real good."

"Can I do you now then?" I asked

Boo looked sort of taken aback, unsure of what to do, but Thomas patted my
back, smiled at me and jerked his nose towards Boo. I smiled at Thomas and
winked at him. He winked back and smiled at me. I climbed over Brett and
Jason and sat down across Boo's legs just like I did when he was helping me
climb into bed. Boo had rolled over on his back and was laying there with
his hands behind his head and his big ol' thing laying up across his belly.

Jason smiled at me. "Go ahead, Jimmy. Let's see what you can do with that
thing."

I smiled back at Jason. He had always treated me special nice and had
muscles all over the place. "If I do Boo good, can I do you too?" I asked.

Jason reached down and pulled on his thing and then grinned at me and
winked. "You bet, Jimmy. I wanna see what it feels like too."

Smiling, I reached and tried to pick up Boo's thing but it was so heavy
that it slipped out of my hand so I scooched forward until I was sitting
right over Boo's balls and then reached down with both hands and pulled on
it until it was sticking straight up, my little face twisting with the
effort. "Wow, Boo. Yours is really heavy."

My other brothers started snickering and laughing, but Boo just smiled at
me, encouraging me to go ahead and play with it. Boo was my oldest
brother. Big and strong and gentle. I loved him very much and wanted him to
love me. I looked down and saw all the hair Boo had around his pecker
(that's what Daddy called it) and it was wonderful. I carefully laid Boo's
pecker back down on his belly and started playing with all the pretty blond
curls. Boo smiled indulgently at me, enjoying how much fun I was having. I
got my little fingers buried all the way into the thick patch of hair and
used my sharp little fingernails to scratch Boo just like I scratched my
head. Boo tightened his butt muscles, lifting me right up in the air as he
moaned in pleasure. I scritched him all through his pubes and ended up
lifting his big balls in their long ball sack up out of the way so I could
scratch behind his balls. He liked that so much that I kept scritching and
scritching until I was trying to gently scritch around his butthole. That
was hard though because his ass lips kept trying to grab my fingers. I
started laughing and giggling as I played keep-away with Boo's butthole.

By now Boo's thing was swollen up really huge and stuff was leaking out of
the end of it all over the place. Boo asked me to clean up the mess his
pecker was making before it started running off his belly and made the bed
all sticky. I ignored the cloth that Boo was holding out to me and leaned
forward, putting my hands on his hard belly to hold myself up. I sniffed
around the end of Boo's pecker and really liked the smell. It made my
little talley-whacker get so hard I thought it might break off.

When I started licking up the juice Boo threw his hands up over his head,
cleaning cloth totally forgotten, and my other brothers started urging me
on. I loved the taste of Boo's juice and my little tongue started flicking
out all over the place, cleaning up every speck of the delightful crystal
liquid that I could find. When I had his belly spit shined I started
working on the source of all this mess. The slit in the end of Boo's
bloated tube was so big that I could push the tip of my tongue inside and
wiggle it around. Boo started pumping out twice as much of the juice I was
coming to love and begging me to never stop what I was doing.

I lifted up on Boo's leaking wand as I sat up, never taking my mouth off
the leaking spout. I had to let my butt slip down between his legs so I
didn't have to bend over to keep him against my mouth comfortably. That was
okay though because that spread my butt wide open and I came to rest with
one of his big balls pushing right against my little hole. I loved the
feeling. I was also loving slurping up Boo's juice directly from the
source. As I sucked more and more of Boo's knob got sucked into my
mouth. The harder I sucked the more taste I got from Boo's delicious flesh
and the more of his flesh worked its way into my mouth. I finally got my
jaws to open up wide enough that the whole head of Boo's drooling weapon
popped inside of my mouth. My tongue quickly found the source of the
wonderful taste of Boo's cockhead behind the ridge that was holding the
plug in my mouth. My tongue went wild, trying to lick up every bit of the
delicious taste as my mouth sucked and sucked, harder and harder, just like
a starving baby at a fresh tit. Boo was wiggling all over the bed, his
hands trying to push me away and hold me in place at the same time. The
constant sounds of encouragement from my other brothers was an almost
ignored background to the slurping, sucking sounds I was making as I fed so
greedily and the moaning, groaning sounds Boo was making trying to not go
crazy.

Boo suddenly gasped for air and grabbed my head, trying to pull me away
from my toy. Instinctively, afraid of losing the source of my pleasure, my
teeth clamped behind the ridge of Boo's cockhead. That was more than Boo
could handle. He immediately started spewing in my mouth. Before I could
sort out what was happening a wonderful new taste had filled the nooks and
crannies of my mouth that weren't already stuffed with cock and had started
shooting out of my nose and threatened to blow my head right off the source
of my rapturous joy. I finally managed to start swallowing and almost
managed to keep up with Boo's output, only a little more of the wonderful
stuff escaping out of my nose. Boo was still shooting the stuff out when I
was forced to pull back and gasp for air to keep from passing out. It was
still hard to breath, the way I was trying to catch Boo's last shots, suck
the man-snot out of my nose, lick up anything I missed and trying to keep
as much of the pounding organ in my mouth as I could.

Boo had his hands on my back, rubbing and holding onto me at the same time
as he "Oooh'ed" and "Awwww'ed" and begged God to never let this end. My
butthole was trying to suck Boo's ball inside of me as I sucked at both
ends. My other brothers had all joined around us on their knees and where
whacking themselves like madmen, shooting all over me and Boo like we were
some sort of target or something. I loved it! My big brothers had always
taken care of me, and now I could take care of them, and make them as happy
as they had always made me.

Boo finally fell backwards in exhaustion. I fell forward with him, laying
on his belly, my mouth still covering the end of his now limp tube, sucking
up the last dribbles that were leaking out. My brothers covered me and Boo
up and crawled under the covers themselves. All of them tired and ready for
sleep.

Boo kept rubbing my back and I kept nursing at him. His hands reached down
and covered my tiny little butt, spreading my other brothers cum all over
me and massaging my tight muscles into relaxation. One of his big fingers
spread boy cum all over my butthole and finally gently slipped inside
me. That felt so wonderful that I started hunching my little boy pecker
into Boo's thick pubic hair. A trembling spasm traveled through my little
body and I fell asleep, still sucking at my new-found titty while Boo
massaged the insides of my behind. I was one happy little boy.



Chapter 2 I Learn Some More


I woke up the next morning from a nights sound sleep on Boo's belly. All my
brothers kissed me good-morning while they were stroking their morning
erections. I wanted to participate so I pulled the covers off of all of
them. They didn't like the cold but soon forgot all about that as I moved
from one to the other giving them much nicer kisses, right on their
drooling cockheads. I ended up with Thomas' cock in my mouth as he
came. The other guys couldn't wait their turns and jacked their loads all
over my face and Thomas' belly. I had a wonderful time licking up the
mixture of all my brothers sperm. They all laughed and patted me on the
back and urged me on, especially Thomas, who came again as I was trying to
clean up the mess. Everyone, including me, got a good laugh out of watching
Thomas bounce around on the bed and squeal.

My brothers didn't even try getting dressed. They just grabbed their
clothes and lifted me up on Boo's shoulders and then started running down
to the creek to clean up all the mess they'd made. I hung on for dear life
and, laughing joyously, kicked Boo's sides and slapped his shoulders to
make him run even faster. Boo got to the pool right behind Billy. Neither
of them even slowed down. Just threw their clothes to the ground and dove
into the cold water. I screamed in terror but Boo let go of my legs and I
managed to land in the water without quite drowning myself. I came up
gasping for air and my laughing brothers grabbed me and started a game of
keep-away with me as the goal.

By the time they started to slow down and wash up I was limp as a rag doll
from laughing so hard while they tossed me back and forth and tried to keep
me away from the others. My brothers didn't put me down to wash myself but
passed me from one to another. Each boy in turn washing me and hugging me
and giving me kisses. I knew how much I was loved and now that my brothers
were comfortable showing me that love I felt comfortable hugging and
kissing them back. They spent so much time washing between my legs that
they just about washed my little dink away. For my part, I was climbing all
over them and couldn't get enough of touching them and being touched by
them. My big brothers all enjoyed holding me and I was about as happy as a
boy could be.

We was getting dressed when Uncle Boo showed up. He wanted someone to help
him and Daddy get Momma's stone down off the mountain. It was quickly
decided that Brett and me would stay behind to do chores and the others
would go help out.

The cows were waiting for us when we got to the barn and went right to
their stalls. Brett said we should take our clothes back off so we didn't
get them dirty. I smiled as Brett helped me take my clothes off and hung
them up on pegs for me. Then I helped him get undressed. He got sort of
distracted when I started playing with those big old balls of his. But he
slapped my butt and told me to feed the stock while he started milking. I
climbed up into the loft and started dropping hay and grain down the chutes
that led to the cows and horses feed troughs.

When that chore was finished I climbed back down out of the loft and
started cleaning manure out of the horses stalls. The pitchfork and rake
were still a little large and awkward for me to use, but I managed. The
stallion was an old friend of mine and didn't mind me cleaning his box
stall at all. He seemed to be fascinated by my nakedness and the fact that
I didn't have any pockets to hide sugar cubes in. The feeling of his warm
breath as he smelled and snorted all over me got me all excited, especially
when he paid special attention to my willie. I went out and climbed a box
to my pants and came back with some sugar cubes for him. He tossed his head
and nickered to me as he enjoyed his treat and I laughed and hugged his
neck. We were great pals.

I put the rake and pitchfork back where they belonged and went over to see
how Brett was doing. He was milking the last cow, the little Jersey we used
for house milk. He was sitting on the milk stool with his head against her
flank, about half asleep as he milked her. I crawled under his leg and got
on my knees between him and the cow. He looked questioningly down at me and
I said I was going to do some milking of my own. He held one of Jezebel's
teats out to me and I sucked it into my mouth, using my tongue and the roof
of my mouth to suck out Jezebel's rich milk. A few sucks of that and I was
ready for something even richer and tastier. I turned around and sucked
Brett's biggest teat right into my mouth. Brett "Oooow'ed" and just about
jumped off the stool, but quickly settled down and produced a really fine
erection for me. His dick was a little bit bigger than Thomas', but not a
lot, so it fit in my mouth real comfortably, not stretching me all out like
Boo's did. I had to do a lot more sucking than with Jezebel, but Brett
finally filled my mouth with enough man-milk that I knew for sure that
those huge balls of his weren't just there for decoration. I jiggled both
of them in my hands to encourage him and it seemed to work. He just kept
shooting and shooting and shooting.

I had to finish milking Jezebel myself because Brett just curled up in some
straw and took a little nap.

We still had plenty of milk, butter and cream in the house so I just fed
all the milk to the calves and what was left over to the pigs. By the time
I got done rinsing the buckets and setting them to dry it was getting
pretty hot and I was drowsy myself so I went over and crawled up on top of
Brett and joined him in a little siesta.

I woke up all warm and snuggley laying on top of Brett's chest and
belly. There must have been something really special about my butt because
Brett was playing with it just like Boo had the night before, only Brett
still had Bag Balm on his hands from milking the cows. That made his
fingers go in and out of my hole really nicely. I dropped my legs down
across his waist making it a lot easier for him to play with my butt and my
hole.

"You like that, Jimmy?"

"Oh yeah, Brett. You make my butt feel really good."

"How about your hole?"

"Yeah. That feels especially nice, Brett. Can you get your fingers in
deeper?"

"Well... I think so. But maybe you'd better get the Bag Balm so I can
lubricate you better if we're going to do that."

"OK!" I said. Happy, I jumped up and ran over and got the tin box of Bag
Balm that Daddy liked everyone to use so the cows didn't get chapped
titties. I ran back over and tossed the can to Brett, plopping back down on
him and spreading my legs really wide. My stiffie got caught in his belly
button and we had a little tussel as Brett tried to get my dick out of his
belly button and I tried to keep it there. We were laughing like crazy and
Brett slapped my bottom to make me take it out. That pushed my wiener even
deeper and I liked the feeling so I teased Brett, saying he was a sissy and
couldn't spank a boy for dink. Using both hands Brett spanked my bottom
five or six more times until we were both crazy horny. I bit Brett's lower
lip in-between my sharp little teeth and he grabbed my butt, pulling my
hole open as he tried to force his tongue into my mouth. I'd never done
that before and it didn't take me long to get Brett's tongue in my mouth
and to start trying to suck it clean out of his mouth. That was so exciting
that I really didn't notice Brett stuffing my butt full of Bag Balm and
using first one and then two, three and finally four fingers to pull and
stretch the hole so he could really stuff me full of the greasy stuff.

I really started noticing what he was doing when he got two fingers from
each hand all the way up inside of me and started to pull my hole wide
open. It felt so good that I was wiggling my bottom around and trying to
get even more of Brett's fingers pushed up inside me. Brett was getting
crazy too, pushing his hard thing up against my belly and moaning loudly in
my mouth.

This was wonderful! I couldn't take it any more. "You want to do like Mommy
and Daddy did?"

Brett look at me with a puzzled frown.

"You want to put your thing in me like Daddy put it in Momma?"

"That would hurt you, Jimmy."

"No it won't. Mommy really liked it, and so did Daddy. Besides, your
fingers feel good and they're almost the size of your thing."

"You sure?"

In answer, I sat up and grabbed the can of Bag Balm. Turning around with
Brett's fingers still inside of me was fun and I got a big handful of the
yellow balm and coated Brett's hardness with it. I turned back around and
wiping my hands off on Brett's chest ordered him to "Do it!"

"Why don't you just get up and sit down on it. That way you can stop if it
hurts."

"No!" I said. Sliding off of Brett I got down on my back and wiggled around
to make the straw lay down and not stick into me. Lifting my legs I
demanded, "Do me like Daddy did Momma."

Out of control, 14-year-old Brett twisted over on top of me on his hands
and knees and started pushing all over between my legs. He wasn't having a
lot of luck figuring out where my hole was so I reached down between us and
guided his thrusting loins to my target. Brett sunk into me like a red-hot
knife into a bowl of melted butter.

Brett lost it right there. He'd never had his dick in anything except his
hand and my mouth the night before. Being in fucking position with his dick
in a hot hole was more than he could take. Jumping around like a madman he
fucked my hole as if his very life depended on it. Every time he slammed
into me I could feel those long balls of his curl around my little butt and
bounce off of my back. I didn't know which felt better, his hard-on in my
hole or his balls slapping my back, and I really didn't care which was best
as long as he kept doing both to me.

Brett only fucked me about twenty times and then he went all rigid and
started squirting inside of me, screaming to God for mercy the whole
time. I hung onto him, arms up over his shoulders and legs wrapped around
his waist as he hunched and hunched and hunched his load into my hot,
tight, wonderful feeling butt. We were so slick from sweat and Bag Balm
that it was hard to hold on, but no way was I letting Brett get away. This
first fuck, Brett and me losing our virginity together, convinced me that
getting fucked was the best thing ever, and that I wanted lots more of it!

I never did let go of Brett until late that afternoon. He didn't really
object, but he did cum inside of me four more times. Each time he could
fuck me longer than the time before and the longer he fucked me the better
it made me feel. By the time Brett fucked me for the last time and managed
to get his limp dick out of me before I noticed what he was doing, we just
barely had time to get cleaned up and get the afternoon chores done before
the other boys got home.

Supper was quiet. The other boys told us about finding a real nice stone
for Momma's grave and how Uncle Boo would have it carved in a couple of
days and that we'd all go to the burial grounds and put the stone up
together.

Brett and I cleaned up after Supper while the other boys went down to the
creek. When the dishes were put away I led Brett by the hand down to the
barn and had him put a fresh load of Bag Balm up my butt. He tried to get
me back in the hay, but I slapped his hand and said, "NO! Not until we get
to bed."

"You're not going to do it in front of everybody, are you?"

"Yep. I want them to see how good you are at fucking. And then I want to
see if any of them can fuck better than you can."

"You're crazy!" Brett said as he pulled my pants back up and fastened them
for me.

I reached up and felt the hard-on in Brett's pants. "You like it when I get
crazy. Don't you!"

Brett tried to swat my butt but I just laughed and dodged away. He chased
me all the way back up to the house, running just fast enough so that he
didn't, quite, catch me. My other brothers were already getting into bed
when we got there so Brett and I pulled our clothes off as quickly as we
could.  Brett crawled across the other boys to take his place in bed, the
other boys grumbling about him being late and poking at him to make him
hurry up.

I climbed up on Boo's belly and sat there. "Wanna see what I learned today,
Boo?"

Boo put his hands on my thighs and used his forefingers to tease my little
cock and balls. "Sure, Squirt. Let's see what you learned today."

I crawled over Jason and sat on top of Brett, who was laying on his back. I
don't know if he wanted to show off in front of our brothers or not, but I
sure did and he got hard almost instantly, so I guess he really didn't
mind. I lifted my butt up and sat back down, right on top of Brett's dick.

"See, Boo!" I said proudly. "I can make it disappear." Lifting my butt,
"And make it reappear!" Sitting back down, "Magic, Huh!"

Five hard-ons showing, including mine, and one hidden. Just like that!

"Oh, Jeeze!"

"You're fucking him Brett!"

"Damn! LOOK at THAT!!!"

"FUCK! What are you doing, Jimmy?"

That last was from Boo. I grinned at him. "I'm fucking Brett, Boo. He spent
all afternoon fucking me, so now I'm fucking him back. Turn-about's fair
play, isn't it?"

By now I was bouncing up and down on Brett and I though Boo's eyes were
going to pop out of his head the way he was watching us. Brett forgot all
about the control he'd learned and shot off inside me in almost no time. I
milked him down good with my butt muscles and then slid off of him, getting
on my hands and knees between him and Thomas.

"Come on, Thomas. It's your turn!" I said.

Thomas didn't argue or hesitate. He bounced up on his knees behind me,
grabbled hold of his leaky boner, looked down to aim and sunk into me on
the first try. Twelve-year-old Thomas grabbed hold of my hips and got to
work, but had even less control than Brett. Six strokes and he was bouncing
against my butt, dumping everything he had into me. Then he squealed like a
rabbit and fell backwards onto the bed and just laid there quivering. I got
up and looked at him, grinning at my latest conquest. Then I crawled across
Brett and laid down on Jason's chest, gently pulling at the hair that was
just starting to grow around his sixteen-year-old nipples.

Jason was my quiet brother. The thinker. He seldom had much to say, but
everybody listened to him because he made a lot of sense. Unlike the rest
of us, who were lean and wiry, Jason was bulky with great masses of muscle,
just like our Uncle Boo. His dick wasn't as big as Boo's but lots bigger
than Brett or Thomas'. He had a really nice patch of dusty blonde hair
around his dick but the rest of him was almost hairless, like all the
muscles wouldn't give the hair any place to grow. I knew that I was going
to have to be careful with Jason because he wouldn't let his dick do his
thinking for him.

"Jimmy. Don't you think I'm a little big for you?"

I just laid there on his chest, pulling at the few, almost invisible
strands of hair and nodded 'Yes' against the smooth muscles.

Jason slid his hands down my back and gently, absentmindedly squeezed my
butt and played with it as he thought. My lips slid across his Bunyanesque
chest and I lay there, quietly nursing while he thought.

I felt Jason become erect, down between my legs and with a sigh of
resignation, he rolled us over. My legs automatically reached up around his
tight, hard waist and my fingers latched onto the bulge of his massive
biceps. I felt Brett reach down between us and guide Jason to my hole. I
groaned in ecstasy as I felt Jason smoothly, tenderly, softly spread me
more open than I'd ever been before in my life. Beads of sweat popped out
on the smooth surface of his glistening skin and the rank raunch smell of
him swelled the linings of my nose in a way that made my whole body
tingle. I could feel myself stretching, and I could feel every crease and
groove and swollen vein of his throbbing shaft as it pulsed and vibrated
its way through the tightness of my blinking orifice into the open sheath
beyond. He pushed against something inside of me that sent electric sparks
all over my body and made me hunch up so that the rest of him glided right
into me.

I reached up and bussed his lips with my already swollen and pinkly tender
little boy lips. As soon as his jaw relaxed my tongue darted into his mouth
and I sucked at him as he ground his mass of pubic hair into my butt. I got
the feeling that Jason already had some experience using his dick because
he didn't loose control like Brett and Thomas had. But maybe Jason just
wasn't the sort to loose control just because he got his dick wet. In any
case, Thomas and Brett had fucked me. Jason was making love to me. Slow and
easy at first, he ground against my bottom as he kissed and fondled
me. Stroking me and sucking at my tongue and telling me what a wonderful
brother I was, what a fantastic boy. How good I was making him feel and how
much he wanted to make me feel just as good. I was totally under his
control and willing to do anything, ANYTHING that he wanted me to do.

I begged him to fuck me harder, faster, deeper, more, to never let go and
he responded by teasing me with his hands and lips and slowly, slowly,
slowly fucking me until I was crazy with lust and the need to be fucked in
my aching, sucking, trembling butt.

One long stroke and then Jason went back to his slow, gentle fucking
motion, just barely moving my hole back and forth. I started crying,
begging Jason to please not torture me. To give me what I needed. One more
long stroke.

I kept begging, shivering all over as I had one little-boy orgasm after
another and Jason gradually relented. Taking longer and longer strokes at
first and then starting to speed up as he reached his maximum stroke length
of about six or seven inches.

I was clutching at him, screaming 'Yes!' and working my ass all over his
cock and begging for more when he shifted, moving forward so that I was up
on my shoulders with my butt pointed up in the air so that he could pound
it mercilessly.  I could barely breath like that but I refused to let go of
the grip I had on his forearms and I had my legs locked around his waist so
that he couldn't get away.

Yelling, bellowing, pouring sweat and tears all over me, Jason slammed his
hips into my ass, knocking both of us back down flat on the bed. Hunching
madly, Jason curled his hips down between my legs and forced himself as far
up inside of me as he could and exploded like a volcano, pouring his molten
lava into me and making me spark and shimmy all over with my own magic
feeling.

Before he could collapse his Herculean weight on me I scrambled out from
under him and watched him collapse like a mighty oak separated from the
ground.

I scrambled up on top of Boo for protection and while my butt was still
tingling from the pounding Jason had given it I lifted Boo's heavy butt
plugger and sat down on it. Boo gasped for air and involuntarily twitched
his hips forward, setting himself firmly up inside me. Putting the same
"Poor little boy" look on my face that I used to wheedle cookies out of
Mom, I begged, "Please, Boo. Pretty please can I have another fuck?"
Batting my eyes at him as coyly as I knew how (I'd learned that one from my
little sister) I reached down between my wide-spread legs and grabbed a
double handful of pubic hair and started bouncing up and down.

"Please, Boo. Please can I have another fuck?"

"Oh, Jeeze!" Boo groaned, beads of sweat popping out all over his forehead
as he reached down and grabbed me around the waist. His hands went all the
way around me and he used me to jack off, only it was my butthole holding
his dick instead of his hands. Gleefully, I started using my legs to push
off, making him bounce me higher and higher. Laughing and crowing with
pleasure as Boo's thick rod slid in and out of me, I was amazed at how
wonderful being fucked by my big brother felt. His foreskin was just as
long and loose as my other brothers, but Boo had enough length that when he
really got us going I was moving far enough up and down his shaft that
there wasn't enough loose skin for the entire trip. The feeling of his skin
pulling back and forth across the exposed flesh of my tender backside was
wonderful. I loved the feeling of a boys shaft sliding inside of its skin
in and out of me, but the added stimulus of Boo's skin being pulled across
mine at the end of each stroke was fantastic!

It didn't take Boo long to respond to my begging. He got up, holding me
tight to his groin. He stood beside the bed and laid me back down, my butt
at the edge of the bed and my head using Jason's thigh as a pillow to hold
my head up so I could see what Boo was doing. He grabbed my ankles and
pushed them up over my head, lifting my butt up level with his crotch. Then
he started fucking me like there was never going to be a tomorrow.

Brett leaned over Jason and started playing with my titties, pinching them
and twisting them as I begged him and Boo for more. Jason took over working
on one of my titties and Brett concentrated on the other one as Thomas
sneaked over Jason's legs and crouched at the bottom of the bed. He pulled
back my foreskin with two fingers and popped my delectable little raspberry
into his mouth, sucking until it felt like I was peeing in his mouth.

Billy appeared at the top of the bed and asked me if I was okay. I reached
up and took hold of his ear, pulling him down to me until I could get his
lips over mine. Billy is a spectacular kisser.

I was so bemused by all that was going on, especially the way Billy was
kissing me that I almost didn't notice when Boo started huffing and
chuffing and getting all crazy, pounding at my ass and whistling air
between his clenched teeth. I started working my butthole on him and he
couldn't take it. Slamming into me he let loose so hard that I though he
was peeing inside of me. I didn't mind if he was, by this time I'd made up
my mind that anything my brothers wanted to do was fine by me, I just
didn't realize that someone could cum that much and that hard.

Boo collapsed, his cock slithering out of me like a snake out of a cream
filled hole. I begged Billy, around his kissing lips, talking funny because
his tongue was still in my mouth, I BEGGED him to fuck me. He said, "NO!"
That he was too big. I swore I'd tell him if it hurt and he said that one
cry or whimper out of me and he was going to stop.

Without leaving my lips he swiveled around and took my ankles from Boo. As
slowly as he could, trembling with need, his huge organ, the biggest of any
of my brothers, tenderly pushed against me.

I grabbed Boo's balls and pulled him to my mouth, sucking him inside so
that no one could hear any noise I might make. Billy never slowed down. He
kept kissing me, even with Boo's dick in my mouth. As much as they had beat
off together every night and morning, none of my brothers had ever really
touched each other. I guess I was setting some sort of bad example, because
Billy was barely half-way inside of me when he sucked Boo's dick out of my
mouth and into his, leaving me with only the shaft to lick and suck at.

When Billy's cock went into me I'd felt myself stretching and stretching
until it felt like I couldn't stretch any more. When the fattest part of
Billy's cockhead went in I could feel myself tearing. It hurt, but no way
was I going to let Billy stop. All of my brothers except Billy had fucked
me and put their sperm insid me and no way was I going to leave Billy
out. I wanted his cum inside me and I didn't care how much it hurt to get
it! Besides, it hurt some at first with Boo and Jason too, but it quickly
felt really good having them fuck me. Billy was very gentle and loving. We
kept trading the head of Boo's dick back and forth, kissing each other in
the process as Billy gave me a thorough fucking that I will always
remember. Towards the end of his fuck my guts turned to butter and I became
very slick inside. All of Billy went inside of me and touched something way
up inside that caused me to explode over and over. Not starting in my groin
like all the other cums I'd had since my brothers started helping me, but
all over my body at once. Billy seemed to be able to make my whole body go
off all at once.

When Billy started cumming I just hung onto him as tightly as I could,
Boo's cock forgotten and my whole body in convulsions. It was the most
wonderful thing that had ever happened to me. The heavy weight and bulk of
Billy's monster cock filled my guts from my overstretched anus all the way
up to my stomach. When he was pushed up inside of me an just holding still
I could feel him pushing my stomach against the breathing muscle across the
bottom of my chest. The sheer size of him pushed all my guts aside and made
my usually flat belly bulge up in a curve that made it look like I had to
go to the bathroom really bad. Feeling the weight of him just laying there
in me like that made me so horny that all I could think of was trying to
get him to use that thing to fuck me, and fuck me good!

I loved the feeling of trying to shit out the big log up my butt. And when
Billy or Boo would cooperate by slowly withdrawing it felt like I was
taking the best dump of my life with my asshole tingling and a vast feeling
of relief as the vein corrugated surface of their fat shafts made my
butthole ripple with pleasure. Billy had a trick of letting me push him out
until only the fat mushroom bulk of his swollen helmet was in my anal
tract. Then he'd scrape the walls of my velvet lined tube back and forth
with the great flared rim of his sensitive cockhead until I was screaming
and bouncing around all over the place. Only then would he relent and give
me the pleasure of feeling the great mass of him pushing back up inside
me. I'd strain down, doing everything I could to keep the immense turd from
coming back in and constipating me, knowing that there was no way I could
resist Billy's fuck stroke, but also knowing that the harder I tried to
keep him out the more pleasure there would be for both of us. Billy felt
me, and knew how hard I was working to make it extra good for him. He
thanked me and praised me over and over, making me want to be even better
for him, to be what he wanted me to be, to take all of him inside me and to
make his hole plugger so happy it would never want to leave me. The more
Billy would fuck me, the more I wanted him to fuck me. I cried and begged
and he eventually relented, unable to constrain himself any further, his
hips took on a life of their own as Billy quit trying to be careful of his
little brother and started making passionate love to someone he was deeply
in lust with, someone he desired, someone with an equal need for the
stimulation and excess fervor of a male in rut, of a man being a man,
accomplishing his purpose in life, driving relentlessly towards the peak
until shattering thunder pounded in all four ears and the universe ceased
to exist except for the sphere of furious energy they had generated between
them, making it swell, expand, distend, stretch to encompass everything
that was until the dynamic potential was uncontainable and a new universe
was created in a big bang that splattered both boys beyond
sensibility. Trembling, gasping for air, gushing the essence of his body,
Billy clung to his baby brother and cried, kept from dissolution only by
the loving embrace of Little Jimmy's pipestem arms and legs holding him
tightly to his one remaining contact with reality.

Jimmy, lost in his own total body release, clung to the strength of his big
brother with a desperation born of need --- and of love. He cried, not from
any pain, because there was none, but from the overwhelming knowledge of
how much Billy and his other brothers truly loved him. He could feel Billy
covering him and filling him. He could feel Boo caressing his sweat damp
hair and filling his mouth, trusting his manhood to his baby brother. He
could feel Jason's powerful hands, capable of crushing the slight form of
this smallest of his siblings, gently, infinitely tenderly caressing his
chest and titillating his titties as his lips kissed the top of his head
and Boo's wandering hand. He felt Brett's soft hair on his belly, his mouth
so wonderfully nursing on his electrified little boy spout, giving his
little brother all the loving attention he was capable of, willing to let
his other brothers see him acting the faggot, taking care of Jimmy being
vastly more important to him than whatever his other brothers might think
of him. By elimination it was Thomas down between his legs, under Billy's
pounding pud, licking at Jimmy's poor overwhelmed sphincter, wetting the
tender hole, the shaft of his big brothers coursing thickness and the
heavy, pendulous balls, keeping everything slicked up and fluid so that the
baby brother he loved so much could take the pounding he was receiving with
as little danger or discomfort as possible. The love they felt for him
swelled and flooded over him as Billy's organ swelled and flooded within
him. His brothers were no longer separate. Not separate people and not
separate from him. The love swelled and then contracted around them until
they were as one. They were brothers, they were family, and not even death
could separate them after this. Jimmy passed out. His face covered with a
blissful, satisfied smile.



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Jason and Boo, aided by Brett, held the stuporous Billy up so that he
didn't crush Jimmy. They gently rolled Billy off of Jimmy onto his back,
his long limp, but still swollen cock slithering out of Jimmy's cum coated
guts without resistance. The boys were trying to make Billy comfortable
when Thomas stuck his head up from between the unconscious Jimmy's legs,
concern writ large across his honest features. "Boo! Jimmy's bleeding!"

Billy was dropped unceremoniously to the bed and all four brothers tried to
see what was wrong at the same time. Boo whacked a few heads and told
everyone to calm down. Jason lit the kerosene lamp while Brett and Thomas
held up Jimmy's legs. Boo spread his unconscious baby brothers butt cheeks
and the hole yawned open before him. He couldn't tell where the blood was
coming from, but Jimmy was definitely bleeding. Scared, worried about
Jimmy, he told Brett, the fastest runner of them all, to go get
Daddy. Brett gave Thomas Jimmy's other leg, stepped into his shoes and was
gone, not even bothering to lace up his shoes or step into a pair of pants.

Boo went to the kitchen and came back with a cold, wet dish towel. Billy
was up and holding Jimmy, crying and damning himself for doing something he
knew he shouldn't have done. Boo put the cold, wet compress on Jimmy and he
and Billy sat there, holding Jimmy, leaning their heads together and
crying.

Jason and Thomas, not knowing what to do, feeling helpless, stood there and
held each other as they cried.





Chapter 3 Life Gets Complicated


The house shook as the door burst open and the sound of booted feet pounded
up the hallway. Three big men just about ripped the doorway out of the
bedroom trying to get in at the same time. Daddy and his brothers, Bill and
Boo had made record time from the old homestead. They were dressed exactly
like Brett had been when he left except that Daddy wasn't wearing any
boots. His youngest was in trouble and he hadn't even slowed down enough to
step into his boots.

Boo, the oldest, looked around the room and saw that there was no panic
among the younger set of brothers held his brothers back. "What happened?"
He asked.

Boo, blushing, ashamed to tell his favorite uncle what they had been doing,
but knowing that it was important to tell him the truth, stammered out
exactly what had happened. How they had all jacked off together and how
Little Jimmy had talked Brett into screwing him and how he had then decided
to get screwed by ALL his brothers and how the older boys had gone along
instead of taking care of their little brother.

Brett, panting, appeared in the door and confirmed what Boo had said. Then
Boo went on to describe how Billy hadn't wanted to use his big cock on
Little Jimmy, but how the Squirt had inveigled Billy into screwing him like
his other brothers had already done. He also made it clear that Jimmy had
never said he'd been hurt or tried to stop Billy in any way.

Billy just sat there crying and holding his littlest brother across his
lap, gently stroking his hair while Boo held the now blood spotted wet
cloth to the little boys bottom. Bill stepped forward and took the cloth
from Boo and got down on his knee to inspect Little Jimmy's behind. Big
Jimmy, Daddy, sat on the bed and looked the rest of the baby being so
tenderly cradled in his oldest brothers arms.

Bill looked up and said that Little Jimmy was going to be just fine and
then told his brother Boo to go get some "Jimmy fixer" and for his nephew
Boo to go along so he'd know how to help his little brother when this
happened again. Not "If", but "When".

Daddy, now knowing that his youngest was going to be fine, also knew that
Billy, his oldest son, was in much more pain and hurting a lot worse that
Little Jimmy had ever been. Leaning across the limp little package Daddy
lifted Billy's tear-stained face and kissed him. "Thank you for taking such
good care of your little brother, Billy. I can see how much you love
him. But you really didn't do anything wrong and there's nothing to worry
about. Little boys sometimes ask for more than they can really handle, and
big boys sure want to give it to them. All that's happened is that Little
Jimmy got stretched a little bit to far too fast. He isn't really hurt, and
he'll probably be wanting you all to screw him some more tomorrow, but I
think it's best if you just have him suck on you and give his butt a rest
for a day or two.

'When a really big cock opens a boy up," Bill went on, "sometimes it
stretches the boys hole so much that a little bit of blood seeps out. Your
Daddy used to bleed a lot when Boo and I were first breaking him in. But he
got over that pretty quick and it never actually hurt him."

The younger brothers looked shocked. Realizing that their father and uncles
had done the same thing they'd been doing. Then they started remembering
the times the older brothers would take off "hunting" together, or end up
spending the night in bed with one or more of their wives. Then they looked
at Uncle Boo, who had just come back into the room with his namesake, and
then at Jason. Except that Jason wasn't as big as Uncle Boo yet, they
looked like twins. Momma may not have been as pregnant as Daddy thought she
was when he shared her with his brother, or maybe he just wanted one of his
brothers sons for himself. Hard to tell, and neither man was
telling. They'd just smile at each other and change the subject.

Uncle Boo showed the brothers how to roll an ice cube in the saucer of alum
he had brought from the kitchen and how to push it up inside of Jimmy's
battered little bottom. Jimmy woke up at the first touch of coldness
against his behind, looked up and saw his father and oldest brother
hovering over him. A beatific smile spread across his face. "Oh,
Daddy. Billy's been so wonderful to me!"

Smiling at his oldest boy, Daddy leaned across and kissed the muzzy boy's
lips and then looked down at his youngest. "I know son. When I was a little
older than you are your Uncle Boo and Uncle Bill used to make me feel good
the same way."

"They used to fuck your butt, Daddy?"

"Still do." Daddy said, grinning at his brothers, "Every chance they get!"

Jimmy laughed. The liquid trilling laugh of a happy child. "I'm luckier
than you are, Daddy. I've got five brothers and you've only got two."

"Yeah, but my daddy and granddaddy used to help my brothers all the time."

Laughing, Jimmy boasted, "Yeah. But I'll bet my Daddy and his brothers and
Grandpa Buddy will help my brothers and then I'll be WAY ahead of YOU!"

Laughing, Daddy collected me and Billy in his arms and gave us a great big
huge hug. Then Daddy explained to me that my butt was bleeding a little bit
and that Uncle Boo was going to show my brothers how to take care of that.

"Okay, Daddy!" I said. Exuberantly throwing my legs up over my head so I
could see what Uncle Boo was going to do, almost conking Daddy and Billy in
the head. They laughed and held my legs for me and Uncle Boo got up on his
knees and rubbed my butthole with a white ice cube. I started laughing and
trying to wiggle away because it tickled so much, but Daddy and Billy held
me in place and I watched, amazed, as Uncle Boo pushed that ice cube right
up inside of my twitching twat . It tickled like crazy, but it felt good
too. And it made me all full of energy again.

I tickled Billy and got loose and before you could say, "Jack Sprat ate
some bananas," I had a huge pillow fight going on. My Daddy and Uncles and
brothers were furiously trying to beat each other to death and whoever
started winning suddenly had everyone else beating up on them. The fight
suddenly ended when Uncle Boo walloped Jason as hard as he could and the
pillow exploded, feathers flying everywhere and everyone trying to escape
the room before they were coated with feathers. Thomas and I escaped out
the window while all the big guys were bruising each other trying to get
through the door at the same time. Thomas grabbed the garden hose and I
turned on the hose bib and we sprayed everybody, feathers, bed and all from
our vantage point outside the window. Dire threats of retribution followed
us all the way to the pond, that ice cube bouncing around inside of me as I
ran.

We had a glorious time playing and washing innumerable feathers off of each
other and the worse punishment Thomas and I got was being dunked a few
times. Uncle Boo kept mumbling about how he was going to take Thomas and me
across his knee as he tried to get all the feathers out of his long hair,
but he never done nothing except tickle Thomas until he was begging for
mercy. Me he let go with a threat to fuck me until my eyes fell out. I just
stuck my tongue out at him and said, "Yeah? You and what army?" His trying
to grab me just proved that I had a lot more protectors than any army HE
could dig up! I stuck my tongue out at him again from behind Billy's back
and Daddy swatted my behind for teasing. Then Uncle Boo got all over Daddy
for swatting HIS boy and Daddy said he'd do anything he wanted to HIS boy
and they got nose to nose about it and the rest of us just about drowned we
were laughing so hard. Uncle Boo was only about twice as big as Daddy, but
Daddy wasn't backing down none and was ready to scrap with his big brother
in a hot second.

Billy ended up carrying me back up to the house because I refused to side
with either Daddy or Uncle Boo and let one of them carry me the way they
wanted. Uncle Bill said that I'd made the right choice and for Daddy and
Uncle Boo to just hesh up. When we got back to the kitchen Brett ran and
got a stack of towels and we all dried each other off. It was my
self-imposed task to make sure that everyone was perfectly dry between
their legs. Everyone took that as my due and just spread their legs for me
when I started drying them. I tasted Daddy's fat thing but he pulled it out
of my mouth and told me not now, but I could have all I wanted later. I was
satisfied with that because Daddy never broke his word, and I went on
drying him and the others.

We all had coffee and heavy cream and chocolate cake that Aunt Ellie
brought with her when she came to check on me, knowing that chocolate cake
could fix just about anything that was wrong with me. She walked into that
kitchen paying no more attention to us than if we'd all been dressed in our
best Sunday-go-to-meeting clothes. After hearing what happened she stood me
up on a chair and bend over. She said that my butt was just fine but that
nobody should screw me for a day or two. I was angry about that, but forgot
all about it when she uncovered that chocolate cake and said that it was
mine because I'd lost my virginity that night. I hugged her and gave her a
great big kiss and she said that she had to get back to the babies but that
I should come see her if my behind hurt in the morning. I promised I would
but was a lot more interested in that cake than in my bottom.

I got to cut the cake and share it out and while we were eating it Daddy
and Uncle Boo and Uncle Bill told us all about how Daddy became a butt-boy
[see: "We Three" for that story]. Daddy asked me some questions and told me
that he thought I'd probably want to become a butt-boy too, but that I had
plenty of time to make up my mind, but that he'd sure be glad for some help
when all the men in the family got together for their big meeting every
year. I told Daddy that I could probably help him this year because by then
him and my brothers and his brothers and Grandpa were sure to have taught
me everything I needed to know. Everybody laughed at my eagerness but I
could tell they was proud of me and promised to help me all they could.

Daddy took all us boys upstairs and put us in his bed, kissing us all
good-night and told us how proud he was of us for loving each other so much
and for being so good about taking care of each other. Before he left for
the old house with his brothers all three of them told me that it was okay
for me to suck off anybody I wanted to, but that no one was to screw my
butt until Aunt Ellie said it was okay. I pouted, but reluctantly agreed
when everybody said I wouldn't even get to suck if I didn't promise.

Daddy and my Uncles kissed me good-night again and then took off. I had to
suck everybody twice before they could get to sleep, and fell asleep myself
with Billy still in my mouth. I nursed on him all night and he gave he a
HUGE load in the morning.



Chapter 4 And Work Themselves Out


My brothers were so wonderful. They still took care of me, just like they
always had, but now it was different. Better. I wasn't just the little
brother they watched over any more. I was one of them. Accepted. Part of
the group. A valued member of their gang. Working with them was a joy. They
made our chores fun and there was always time for a hug or pat-fanny and
smile. Everybody pretty much gave up trying to keep clothes on me. I loved
running around naked and I'd let anyone dress me, but ten minutes later I'd
be naked again! Unless we had company of course. The first time I walked in
on company without any clothes, after having been dressed and told why I
should stay dressed --- well... let's just say that between my Daddy
sending me to bed and Uncle Bill paddling my bottom for disobeying him and
my brothers not letting me sleep with them that night, well, I just never
made that mistake again. It wasn't fun and it wasn't funny.

Thomas and Brett became my constant companions. Not only were they a lot of
fun to be with, but I loved playing with Brett's big balls and I thought
Thomas was beautiful. At twelve he was becoming a man but the little bit of
pubic hair he had was so pale and fine that it was invisible unless you got
right up close and looked. So he looked naked and hairless like me, smooth
and sleek, his body hard and fit, unblemished and perfectly shaped. His
balls weren't dinky little ones like mine any more. They were getting
bigger and could make the sperm stuff and everything. His sac wasn't all
shrunk up and wrinkled like mine either, not unless it was real cold. It
was really neat. The more his balls grew the smoother and thinner the skin
on his sac got. I loved playing with his balls. I had to be really gentle,
because his balls were a lot more sensitive than any of my other brothers,
but he really liked the way that any time I could get to them I'd either be
studying them really closely or I'd have them in my mouth. I could suck on
my other brothers nuts, but only Thomas' fit in my mouth so good and had
that special taste that a boy gets between being a boy and being a
man. Everybody used to joke about how I was like a calf on the tittie with
Thomas.

Well, Thomas used to tease me about that too, but he never said I couldn't
have his nuts whenever I wanted them. Once, when I had a bad fever, he
stayed in bed with me for five days. The only way I'd be quiet was if I was
laying between Thomas' legs, sucking on his whole bag like it was my Mama's
nipple. If he had to go to the outhouse, the only time he ever left me
during that time, my Dad or one of my brothers would give me a nut to suck
on, but I'd fret something awful until Thomas came back and made me
comfortable again. His balls were all red and swole up by the time I was
feeling better. I cried because I thought I'd hurt Thomas when I saw his
balls, but he shushed me and told me he wasn't hurt and that I could suck
on his balls whenever I wanted — and he put them right back in my mouth
to prove it. And then held me and petted me until I went back to sleep,
still sucking on his balls.

My brothers gradually got to the place where they were a lot more
comfortable with each other. After Daddy put them all on their knees and
had them suck me to one little boy orgasm after another and then put them
across the edge of his bed and had me stick their butts with my steel hard
little three inch dick, all my brothers got a lot easier around each
other. Oh, I was always the one that really preferred sucking and getting
fucked, but they got real relaxed around each other. Sometimes sucking on
each other, even if they usually let me have the cream. They'd even fuck
each other from time to time. Eventually, each of my brothers had fucked
and been fucked all the others as well as having sucked and been sucked by
each other.

One of the most awesome things that happened was one afternoon, we were all
up in the loft together. We were supposed to be taking a nap but I was too
giggly and got everybody else wound up and we started having sex. I was
trying to wrestle Thomas but he just got behind me and pushed that slick
cock of his up my ass. I started complaining that wasn't a fair wrestling
hold but Jason just stuck his dick in my mouth to shut me up. I tried to
fight them but when Brett started playing with my titties I gave up and got
busy! Billy, like usual, was back away from all the fuss. Just laying there
watching. Enjoying himself quietly like he usually did.

Boo had been playing with my butt where Thomas was poking me. He noticed
Billy laying over there by himself and crawled across the hay and flopped
down next to him. Boo was on his side and put his knee across Billy's legs
and rested a hand on Billy's strong chest. Holding his head up with his
other hand, Boo asked Billy what was the matter.

Jason, Brett and Thomas got real quiet and I wiggled around, trying to get
them going again but Jason just slapped my butt and whispered between his
teeth for me to be quiet. I lifted my head off his dick and when I saw what
was happening I sat down on Thomas' lap, just making sure that he couldn't
slip out of me before I settled down to watch.

I saw tears in Billy's eyes before he turned his head away from
Boo. Frowning, Boo pulled Billy's face back around and he asked Billy what
was wrong.

Billy covered his face with his hands and sobbed out, "I love you so much,
Boo."

In one smooth flowing motion Boo was leaning up over Billy, holding his
weight up on his elbows. Boo pulled Billy's hands off his face and looked
directly into Billy's eyes, his own eyes full of water. "Billy," he said
really quietly, the whole barn holding it's breath as we all listened, "I
love you too."

With that, so carefully that you would have though Billy was a wild rabbit
that Boo was afraid would bolt and run away, Boo lowered his face and
brushed Billy's lips with his own. From tender to fierce took but seconds
as our two oldest brothers respect, love and need for each other crushed
their lips together and their mouths opened and started working madly at
each other. Hands were everywhere. Feeling, groping, fondling, touching
like they had both wanted to touch each other for years --- but hadn't. We
all sat there watching, stunned by the fury of their lovemaking. Boo was on
top of Billy and then they were rolling over and over. Grabbing, clutching
at each other in frantic need.

Boo managed to get onto his back with Billy on top of him. His legs came up
and clutched Billy around the waist. Billy, almost mindless, was battering
at Boo's entrance, trying madly to fuck him.

With a cry of concern I jumped up off of Thomas's peg and grabbed the can
of Bag Balm. I ran across the loft to my big brothers, knowing that they
were going to do each other an injury in their thoughtless lust and need
for each other. Pushing Billy's thrusting man pole aside I started
slathering Boo's ass with handfuls of the lubricant. Frustrated, the
stallion in Billy bit into the side of Boo's neck and, squealing, he
redoubled his efforts to fuck his older brother.

Thomas was suddenly on his knees beside me. Grabbing Billy's rampant prong
and filling his other hand with Bag Balm. By now I had Boo's eager almost
(except for my skinny three inches) virgin ass ready, my little hand up
inside of him, opening him for Billy's overabundant size and spreading
lubricant as far up as I could reach. I slid my hand and wrist carefully
out of the eagerly moaning Boo and Thomas guided Billy's thickly coated gut
puncher to it's target. With a double roar of satisfaction the two
well-built young men slammed together. Thomas held me around the shoulders
and I felt Jason move in behind me and plug into my ass, not really fucking
me, just comfortably hooking up with me and holding me as he watched his
two oldest brothers in amazement. Brett came up on my other side and put
his arm over Thomas' across my shoulders. I pushed back on Jason's dick
until I could comfortably take Thomas and Brett's erections in my
hands. The four of us stayed like that, holding onto each other as we
watched the furious results of our brothers repressed feelings for each
other explode into glorious reality.

Boo started to cum, huge masses of his thick curdled cum splashing all over
him and Billy and the hay. The spastic response of his over stimulated body
lit Billy off and he howled as he crushed himself as close to Boo as he
could while his ass clenched and clenched and clenched as his shot his full
load into the older brother he loved so much.

Without really noticing it, us four younger brothers started shooting all
over the place too. I was shaking like crazy and clear fluid was seeping
out of my purple swollen organ. Thomas and Brett were blasting all over
Billy and Boo and the hay. Jason kept things neat by pumping his load up my
ass.

As one, we moved. Jason and Brett laying down alongside the collapsed and
shivering pair while the lightweights, Thomas and I got on Billy's back
four sets of arms and legs linking and intertwining, perfecting the warm
and protective circle of love with which we surrounded our twitching and
trembling beloved older brothers. Daddy found us like that later, asleep in
the perfect union of brotherly love.

Even today Boo and Billy sometimes disappear together for a while --- and
it's usually not too long before we start hearing the "Uhhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh"
sound Boo makes when his ass is getting plowed good. Boo is always willing
to let one of us fuck him if we want too, but Billy is the only one he
seeks, and really enjoys having fuck his butt.

Once everyone got comfortable knowing that they were all good at sucking
and fucking, things got a lot easier for me. It was accepted that I was
going to be a butt-boy just like Daddy. Everybody was really proud of me
and every time one of my cousins came to visit my brothers couldn't wait to
show them how good I was. By the time I was eleven and my dick and balls
were starting to grow I'd had every single one of my male relatives inside
of my mouth and butt and Daddy said I could go to the men's meeting with
him this year and help him out.

Guess I'm kinda getting ahead of myself, so I'll just say that as soon as
I'd healed up Dad and his older brothers took me to Papa's bed and showed
me some of the stuff a butt-boy needed to know. When I insisted, Daddy, and
then Uncle Bill and Uncle Boo showed me how a man fucks a boy. That was
kind of funny because they tried to be real careful and gentle. But when
they fell asleep, I went back to bed with my brothers and showed them
everything the men had taught me. When they were done Boo carried me and
put me back in bed with Daddy and his brothers so they could screw me again
in the morning. Just to prove I wasn't hurt, I made all eight of them screw
me either in the mouth or the butt or both when we were at the pond
cleaning up that morning. Daddy said that I was a natural born butt-boy and
that he was proud of me. We got down on our hands and knees side by side
together and all our brothers had another shot at us while daddy told me
some neat stuff about being a butt-boy for the family. That was when Daddy
told my brothers that they were supposed to share me with their cousins and
the other men in the family when they came visiting. Nobody ever went to
sleep in our house with a dry dick unless they wanted to.

So, that's how I got started. There's more to tell, and we all will. But
it's harvest time and getting busy, so the telling of that story will have
to wait. Thanks for listening to my story, and you all be nice to each
other, you hear!

Moral: No matter what we do or how hard we try, life goes on.

[Authors Note: They are busy, and I've some traveling to do. I will be
visiting again, and "The Lord willing and the creek don't rise" I'll be
writing down whatever stories they trust me with. This story is friction,
not fiction (well, mostly not anyway) so I don't really need story ideas or
anything like that, but your comments, praise, critical comments and
complaints are welcome as always. Be well, and as Jimmy likes to say, be
nice to each other (and yourselves). Jon]



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