Date: Mon, 15 Jul 2002 22:32:08 -0500 From: Justin Kase Subject: Part 5 Re: Chad and Jeremy's little bro I'm probably messing up by not writing these parts in chronological order. As memories pop up, I get the urge to tell them. I'll jump to when I was 13 years old. At 13, I had tufts of pubes that I was so proud of. They sprouted in a tight line right above my dick. Only a light fuzz covered the rest of my body, very blond from hours in the summer sun which also gave me a dark berry brown tan. If I was hanging around by myself, I would have my hand in my pants, fingering my pubes. That seemed to lead to a lot of jacking. Jacking off was a speed sport, I could start and finish during a TV commercial break. Playing with other boys took much longer, sometimes with several cums. I learned much about jacking and playing from my older brothers. I, middle brother Chad, and my Mom took my oldest brother Jeremy to his college orientation. It was a great break from the routine of summer. Just a couple hour drive to the school and a overnight stay. I was excited that I was going to get to eat in a college dorm, to savor that experience of all you could eat and sit along side college dudes, though most of them would have been in college just about as long as me. Jeremy was taking some tests, sitting through talks, registering, and meeting professors. Mom stayed close to his side, holding all his papers, and mothering him to deep red embarrassment. I felt his pain. Although Chad and I explored campus. I wasn't sure what was so great about the hallowed halls, they smelled of floorsweep and furniture polish. The library was a whole building of boring books. The bookstore was the only cool place. We looked at racks of red and black t- shirts, shorts, and hats. They had swords on the walls next to the lacrosse things. Foam rubber pistols and boxers with the mascot printed just so that his handle-bar mustache would make for great pubes. We ran into Mom and Jeremy in the snooty girls' dorm lobby. I have never seen so many girls with big bows in their hair! I still think it's a cult. Anyway, Jeremy was going to get to sleep in the dorm that night, to get the college experience. His best buddy was going to be his roommate but he didn't make it to this session of orientation. When we all got to his room, it was a tiny little thing, couches pulled out to beds, little desks, and it smelled like boys. There were the remnants of various aftershaves; musky and spicy. The closets kept the aroma of laundry waiting for wash. The beds; sweat, soap, and cum. We thought that since Jeremy's roommate wasn't there, no one would be sleeping in the other bed. I begged to stay there with him. It was cool with Jeremy, who looked a little homesick to me already, I could help him get over that. Chad didn't like that idea too much, it meant it was just him and Mom in the room back at the Best Western motel. Mom liked the idea, because it was just her and Chad in the room, which meant much more quiet and less wrestling without me sharing the bed with Chad. Jeremy and I hung out downstairs in the TV lobby. There were all those soon-to-be-freshman sitting, watching, playing pool and such. Several even asked me what I was majoring in, I think some were bull-shitting me, others really thought that I was old enough to go to college. Most of the boys were in shorts, about half had taken off their shirts. I was looking at them as much as I was TV. That was all it took to get a boner. It didn't take much, really nothing, for me to get a boner in those days. I really had the urge to let my hand slide into my pants, just to make contact with my hot hard dick. I thought I might be able to go into the bathroom and jack quick. I was amazed at how many boys were in there. Most with towels wrapped around their middles. The showers were much different than the junior high and the swimming pool, they had little stalls, even a separate dressing area. I thought they were the toilets until I walked into one and I saw what I still think is the biggest dick I've ever seen. I surprised the boy in the shower and he turn around quickly, that is when I saw that mega dick swing my way. It was soft but still had to have been 7 inches long with a dark olive head. It slapped the side of his leg with a snap. I was staring right at it, couldn't take my eyes off it. The boy said he would be right out. I apologized and backed out. I stumbled my way to the toilet stalls, it took a minute to start pissing as I listened to what seemed like every boy in the place making jokes about the others on how gay they were, or what they were jerking in the stall, or how much longer they were washing their dicks than was necessary. I was still hard but way to scared to jack in that room. Jeremy and I went back to his room. I took the bottom sheet we brought and settled into the other bed. It was loud in the hall, some one would shout, or hoot every few minutes. A light on top of the building across the way was shining in my eyes. But Jeremy and I got talking. I barely remember all the important things we talked about. Some were secrets of surviving high school, some surviving living with Chad, some about how much we would miss each other. That was when I really realized that Jeremy was leaving. A few tears welled up in my eyes, a tightness found my throat, but I tried to keep talking without letting him know I was already missing him. I was wishing I could go get in his bed, to stay beside him, to feel body next to mine. I must have been wishing hard, because a key jiggled in the door and with a splash of light, the door burst open. It turned out that this wasn't Jeremy's permanent room, and it didn't matter if his roommate was there or not. The college just paired boys up for the weekend at random. This ol' country boy had been out chasing 'round town and just found his room. He was tall, thin but broad shoulders. His cowboy shirt hugged his body tightly, even with only a couple of snaps closed. He had a moustache that could have been licked clean by a cat. Blue eyes that looked like crystals, at least what you could see under the dirty Farm Bureau cap. Big silver buckle fastened over his faded Wranglers. He still had spurs on, worn leather straps and how they were molded into his boots showed that he rarely took them off. There was a round of handshakes, apologies for being in his bed, and a shuffling of sheets and pillows. It was too late to have Mom come get me, I would just sleep with Jeremy. There wasn't very much room in that dorm bed, but we were brothers and it would be alright. We settled back down with me against the wall. The cowboy piled jeans, shirt, boots and spurs into a pile and threw a sheet over himself. Jeremy and the cowboy talked about some hot clubs with cold beer and hot women. I wasn't paying that much attention to the talk, I was enjoying feeling my body right up against Jeremy's. We were skin to skin from shoulder to knee. Jeremy left his arm on top of me. He moved his hand around my belly and chest, tickling and playing with my bellybutton and nipples. I was feeling so good I was almost purring. When the talk got to women, tits, sucking and fucking, Jeremy moved his hand to my underwear. It was sudden, a surprise, and so very very good that I jumped on contact. Jeremy patted my boner and balls as if to say relax and be cool. Jeremy's hand would stay on my dick, wandering around on my belly some as the conversation died down. When we heard a little snore from the cowboy, I felt the waist band of my underwear lift up and Jeremy's hand slid right in. My legs lifted up, my head came off the bed, I strained to not make a noise. Jeremy's big hand wrapped around my dick and stroked me. It was the same grip and motion I used on myself, but the size of his hand made it feel very different. I would have been content to just let him jack me until I cumed, which would not have taken long. However, Jeremy started to explore my balls, massaging them, pulling them up, exposing the area behind them to cool air. His fingers swirled around my dick until they found my pubes. I could tell Jeremy was enjoying the different feel between my soft hairless skin right above my pubes and their tight little line of hair. Jeremy started to push his hand down between my legs, pushing firmly but gently on my balls, then pulling back, keeping his hand in contact with my balls, then my dick, pulling his fingers all along the underside of my dick. This had the great advantage of feeling like I was scratching my balls and jacking at the same time. Jeremy and I got into the rhythm of that stroke, I would raise my hips to press harder into his hand. I was doing what I could to keep quiet. There were several squeaks and growls from me and I shoved a lot of the sheet into my mouth to hide those sounds. We both could tell I was getting close to cuming. Jeremy returned to jacking me, stroking my boner hard and fast. I had one hand of Jeremy, the other hand grabbed the bed, I lifted my hips, my mouth opened wide in a stifled moan, and I blew a hot load. I felt it explode out of my dick, slamming into the cloth of my underwear, filling them with hot cum. Jeremy eased off, milking the last of my cum from my dick. His fingers played with the cum on my belly, mixing it in to my pubes. Each time his fingers would even touch my now ultra- sensitive dick, I would jerk. Throw my body into a quick spasm. I never got soft, the tent in my underwear never went down, but Jeremy wiped the cum from his fingers on me. He squeezed my hand and then put his arm around me and pulled me close. I sneaked my hand over to the top of his underwear. I fell asleep as I was slowly playing with his dick. I'm not sure how long I was asleep when I woke up when Jeremy's chest and belly were bouncing up and down. He was trying to keep from laughing. There was the unmistakable slapping of flesh on flesh. The cowboy was jacking off, hard and fast. I snuck a peek and there was just enough light from the window to see the sheet pulsating. He wasn't as quick as I was then, but it didn't take him long and he was grabbing for his shirt and shooting a growling load of cum. I fell asleep not long after that. It was just barely light outside when the sound of boots with spurs on were being pulled on. I watched as he took a deep smell of his own cummy shirt and then swap it with another shirt, just a little cleaner, just a little different color. He zipped up his bag and looked over at me. He held out his hand to shake goodbye. Then he told me that Jeremy and I were two hot dudes, and he made a motion of jacking off. I smiled and looked at his blue crystal eyes and crooked little smile. With a "See ya", he was out the door. I knew he enjoyed the show Jeremy and I put on, but I felt like I was one up on him, I watched him jack off. ____________________ If anybody likes this, I sure do like to know. You can tell me what you think at sbc_tek@hotmail.com