Date: Thu, 25 Apr 2024 08:14:00 +0000 (UTC) From: Oastrel Subject: Eye of the Telescope 2 Eye of the Telescope - Part 2 by Oastrel In the days since my last phone call with Mudge, the details kept swirling around in my mind. Aidan and Cole kneeling together on the bed...hands on each other's dicks...shooting all over each other's smooth stomachs...the horniness in Mudge's voice as he'd recounted the whole thing... I wasn't sure what I was even going to say to him. Finally, a few days later, the phone rang. I picked up immediately, and then mentally kicked myself for not letting a few rings go by to appear more nonchalant. "What's up, buttercup?" Mudge sounded like he had just finished eating and was still in the process of swallowing his last mouthful. "Hi, Mudge." "That was fun the other night," he said simply. "Yeah." "What's wrong, buddy? You sound a little off." "Are you sure it wasn't..." I trailed off. If I couldn't force my own swirling thoughts about that night into anything resembling a coherent conclusion, I certainly wasn't going to be able to tell Mudge how I felt. "Wasn't what?" "I dunno, a little...weird?" "Weird? Whaddya mean?" "Watching...you know..." "Cole and Aidan?" "I mean, they're not even in high school." "Come on, man--who's getting hurt?" I had to admit, Mudge had me there. We fell without any trouble back into our old, familiar rhythm. He'd call me with anything he spotted, and I'd listen to his descriptions with bated breath. It was all exciting, of course, but nothing quite beat the visual of the two boys exploring each other's bodies on their sleepover. One day, the phone rang late in the afternoon. I picked up the phone and before I even had time to say anything Mudge muttered, "Jackpot." "Huh?" "Blake Fentiman's in the shower." "Yeah?" Blake was on the football team, popular, athletic, and good-looking. "Actually, he's just getting out now." "You think he's gonna jerk off?" "Nah. He's not alone." "Oh, you think he's gonna fool around with another guy?" "That's what I'm hopin', buddy boy." "OK, so who else is in the house?" "Bodie." "What, his brother?" "Yeah, dude." I snorted. "Yeah, right. He's not gonna do anything with his little brother." "Bet he does." "Mudge, you're crazy. They're brothers." "So? Bodie's a cute little fucker." "Seriously, man?" "What? You don't think so?" "Well, I mean..." "Come on, admit it." I didn't want to say it, but Mudge was right. Bodie was adorable, with curly hair and little dimples. I'd seen the brothers horsing around after a football game. They'd looked really happy together, I recalled. "Anyway," Mudge continued, "he's done now. Came out in just a towel. Heading downstairs." "And where's Bodie?" "Sitting in the kitchen. He's leaning back in a chair with his feet up on the table. Looks like he's just in a t-shirt and a little pair of boxers. Blake just came in." "OK, so what do you think they're talking about?" "I dunno, but it looks like Bodie's really checking his brother out." "Really?" "Yeah, he's looking him up and down. Blake's got a great body." "I know, man. Football." "Anyway, they're just hanging out and laughing. Blake looks like he's kind of teasing Bodie, ruffling his hair, poking him in the arm a little bit. Looks like a fun big brother." "Yeah, I'll bet he is." "Oh, Bodie's really enjoying himself. Laughing his head off. He just got up and he's poking Blake back." "Really?" "Yeah, they're getting into a little sparring match. Kinda play-fighting, like they're in a fake boxing match." "Yeah, this just sounds like normal brother stuff, Mudge." "Wait a minute, Bodie's getting a little mischievous." "How do you mean?" "He's poking Blake in the towel." "Like in the dick?" "Well, yeah. He's taking whatever advantage a little guy can get. Looks like Blake's telling him to cut it out." "Is he listening?" "Nope, he just did it again. Blake gave him a little swat on the ear. Like he's trying to make him behave." "Maybe that'll work." "Whoa, shit. Haha, didn't work!" "What happened, man?" "Bodie just ripped Blake's towel off." "Seriously?" "Seriously. Blake's dick just popped right out and now it's hanging there for the world to see." "You mean for you to see." "Haha, and you to hear about." "So what now?" "Blake's really mad now. He gave Bodie a little punch on the arm. Now he's trying to grab the towel back...Bodie won't let him get it. He keeps jumping out of the way and holding the towel behind his back." "Blake's gonna get it eventually." "Yeah, he pushed Bodie back in the chair and reached over and grabbed it. Haha, leaning all the way over to get the towel is making his dick bounce in front of Bodie's face." "Really?" "Yeah. He's still struggling to pry the towel out of Bodie's hand, and his dick is just flopping around right in front of the little guy." "How does Bodie like that?" "He can't stop staring at it." "Haha, he's into it?" "Wouldn't you be, dude? Big dick like that? I know I'd wanna get a good look." "I dunno." "Anyway, he's practically poking his little brother's eye out trying to get that towel. Bodie won't let him have it. Oh, shit!" "What?" "Bodie just opened his mouth and licked Blake's dick." "What? No way, man." "Swear to god, dude. Licked his big brother's schlong." "What's Blake doing?" "He froze for a second. Didn't say anything. Then Bodie licked it again, and he backed off. Looks like he's telling him to cut it out, like he didn't like it. Except that's not gonna work." "What do you mean?" "Well, it's pretty obvious he did like it. A lot." "You mean he's getting..." "Oh yeah. That big dick of his is on the rise." "You know what, Mudge? So am I." "Oh, fuck yeah, buddy." "You too?" "Are you kidding? No way could I watch this and not get chubbed up." "OK, what's Blake doing now?" "He's going back for the towel, but Bodie's still holding it out of his reach. Whoa, he just licked Blake's dick again!" "Are you serious?" "Yeah, and Blake looks like he's starting to get mad. He gave Bodie a little smack on the head." "Did that work?" "Nah, he licked it again. He's giggling, too. Like it's all a game to him." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My hand slipped automatically into my pants and started playing with my throbbing erection. Mudge's play-by-play continued: "Oh, wow. Blake just slapped Bodie again. But not with his hand." "Wait, what did he use? Not his--" "Yep. Slapped him with his cock." "Is that supposed to be a punishment?" "I have no idea. He's doing it again and again. Just whacking Bodie's little face with his hardon. Still looks kinda mad, but he's not stopping." "What about Bodie?" "Little fucker's still giggling. Havin' a great time. Sticking his tongue out for more licks." "Wow, so this punishment's really not working." "Nah, not at all. In fact, it's only a matter of time before Bodie--haha, there he goes. "What? What?" "He opened his mouth." "Really?" "Yeah, and perfect timing too--the head of Blake's dick popped right in and stuck there. Like Bodie's smoking a big fat cigar." I paused for a moment, savoring the mental image. "What now?" "Blake pulled it out; now he's back to smackin' the little guy." "Bodie still opening his mouth?" "Yeah, just holding it wide open. Tongue out and everything. Like he's trying to catch every swing of his big bro's meat." "Guess he really likes it." "Oh, you bet he does. Haha, I think Blake's starting to like it too." "Yeah?" "Well, he's slowing down with his slaps, and they're turning more into thrusts. Yep, now he's just aiming right into Bodie's little mouth." "You mean..." "Yeah, he's letting it happen. Sliding that big old dick in and out of his brother's face. This is officially a blowjob." "Jesus, dude." "I know." "So?" "What?" "Did I call it, or what?" "You called it, Mudge. Guess I should have trusted you." "Haha, thanks, pal. You gonna jerk it now?" I looked down to discover I'd yanked my stiff cock out of the waistband of my shorts and been stroking it absentmindedly for the last few minutes. "Mudge, man, I've been jerking it since Bodie started licking his brother's dick." "You bastard. Didn't even tell me so I could join in," Mudge grunted, but I could tell he was joking. "Let me whip mine out and catch up. Oh yeah, there we go. That feels so good. Dunno how long I'm gonna last watching these two." "What are they doing now?" "Well, Bodie's on the table." "Wait, what the hell?" "Yeah, while we were talking, Blake pulled back so his dick popped out of Bodie's mouth. Then he made the little dude stand up, yanked his shirt off over his head, and shucked his boxers down. Then he picked him up and stood him up on the kitchen table." "Why?" "Well, that gave him access to Bodie's cute little pecker. Blake's sucking his younger bro." "Wow, really?" "Yeah, looks like he wanted to return the favor." "How does Bodie like it?" "Oh, he's going nuts, man. Holding onto Blake's head for dear life and trying to stay standing up. Little guy's knees keep buckling, haha." "This has gotta be his first blowjob." "Oooh...for sure. Haha, Bodie's still holding Blake's head and now Blake's gripping Bodie's little butt cheeks with both hands, trying to help him stay upright." "Sounds like they're really locked onto each other." "Yeah, man, they're just totally lost in the feelings." "Loving it?" "For sure." "Obviously they've never done anything like this before." "No, dude. Course not." "What's happening now?" "Bodie's upside down." "He's what now?" "Blake picked him up off the table and flipped him upside down. He's making him do a handstand on the chair. Helping him, too, holding his little legs straight up in the air." "What? Why?" "It's givin' him better access to that cute little pecker, I guess. Blake's suckin' his brother upside down. Oh, and...wow." "What? What?" "Well, Bodie's getting sucked upside down, and his head's hanging right in front of Blake's dick...and he went back to sucking his big bro." "You mean..." "Yep. They're sixty-nining, bro." "Mudge, seriously? You're telling me little Bodie's upside down right now with Blake's dick in his mouth, and Blake's sucking his dick at the same time?" "Hand...hand to fuckin' god, buddy." "God damn." "Blake's r-really into it now, too." "Well yeah, you don't usually let your kid brother fuck your face if you're not into it." "Yeah, and now he's picking Bodie up off...off the chair. He's just standing there now with the kid's little body in a tight bear hug, both still slurping...on...each other. Haha, Bodie's hands are off the chair, so he has to grab Blake's ass just to have something to hold onto." "How? How are they keeping it up?" "Yeah, you'd think they'd get tired." "Mudge, I'm so hard right now." "Me too, man, me...too. Goddamn." He sounded clipped and breathless. "Mudge, are you getting close?" "Of course, bro. Fucking...ungg." "Keep talking, man." "Blake's lying back on the table now...oooh...Bodie's lying over him. His mouth's bobbing up and down on his big b-bro's pole, and his little hips--aww yeah--are riding Blake's mouth." "You think they're gonna..." "Finish off...in each other's mouths? Oh, I fuckin'...hope so, bro. Wait...they're doing it. Oh god, Blake's pulling Bodie's head tightly down onto his dick...Bodie's hips are twitching--hrrr--like he's having an orgasm...maybe a dry one...I can't tell, dude, but these brothers are cumming in each other's fuckin' mouths..." "Oh, wow..." "Bodie's mouth is filling up with his brother's load...shit, it's drooling out and all over Blake's cock and balls..." "Mudge, you're gonna make me cum..." "Wait for me, man!" "Too late! I'm--I'm shooting my--" "Not without me, pal! I'm catching up to you!" "Oh god--rrgh--Mudge, I--" "Oh shit, buddy, here comes my big fat load--" "Oh yeah, shoot it, Mudge!" "Fuckin'--ugggh! Oh my--shit--yeah!" Our words fell away to mingled panting and then silence on the line as we spent a few moments coming down from the high of our climaxes. Finally, I spoke: "What are they doing now?" "Blake just picked Bodie up off him. Kinda cradling him in his arms. Just having a little moment. Quiet. Really tender. Now he's carrying him into the hall and up the stairs. Aw, that's sweet." "Yeah, it really is." "You ever have anybody do that for you?" "What do you mean?" "Take care of you like that. Treat you like you're the most special thing in the world." "Wow. I don't really...I mean, I guess besides, y'know, like my mom, like when I was a baby...no." There was a weird lump in my throat. "Don't worry. You will." "Sure. After we suck each other's cocks, right?" I flinched at my own choice of words. "No, I mean--after--" Mudge chuckled. "Maybe. Who knows?" "Look, I didn't mean `we', like--I don't know why I said--" "It's cool, man. Until next time." And Mudge hung up, leaving my thoughts once more an utter jumble. TO BE CONTINUED... ============================== If you enjoyed this story, please check out my other works published on Nifty! Adult Youth: Boys in the Park Island Hopping Two-Faced Brat Athletics: Locker Room Blackout To donate to Nifty, go to-- https://donate.nifty.org ==============================