Date: Sat, 21 Oct 2006 16:02:52 -1000 From: Chris Parker Subject: Kyle and His Brothers This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between minors. If you are offended by such descriptions, read no further. If you are under 18 years of age, the laws of most states prohibit your reading this story. The author claims all copyrights to this story, and no duplication or publication is allowed, except by web sites to which it has been posted, without consent of the author. If you would like to comment on this story, please contact the author at the email address listed above. KYLE AND HIS BROTHERS Kyle was seven months younger than me, and a year behind me in school. We met when I was in fifth grade. His parents had just moved to the area, and he started going to my school. We hung out because my friend Mark, also a year behind me, got to be friends with Kyle, and so we started spending a lot of time together after school, usually the three of us, and usually at Mark's house because he lived close to the school. When I made the move to middle school, and then high school, Kyle and I were kind of separated for a year at a time, but would still get together at Mark's whenever we could. Even though Kyle and I were friends, we had never been to each other's house, which I guess might seem a little strange. But he lived about ten miles away from me, so it wouldn't have been easy getting over to his place. His mom would come and pick him and his brothers up after school, usually around 4:30 or 5, so there was always time to play, but I didn't know much about his home life. Kyle came from a big family; he was the oldest of seven boys. I knew some of his brothers. Jeff was a year younger than Kyle, then came the twins Danny and David, then Sam, Jon, and Matty. Kyle's mom had popped them out one right after the other, it seemed, so there was just a year or so between them, except for Matty, who was two years younger than Jon. I knew them pretty well down to the twins, but not the younger three. I guess you could say Kyle was pretty good looking. I didn't really pay much attention to his looks until I hit puberty and all the horniness set in. I was kind of a slow bloomer; started getting fuzz at 12, but didn't really have a respectable patch until 16, so I was always self-conscious in the locker rooms. I played basketball in middle school and we'd have to take showers after practice and games. I hated having to show off my under-developed junk, but loved checking out the other 7th and 8th grade dick. The sights would fuel my frequent jagoff sessions. Kyle didn't play basketball, so I never saw him naked. I tried a few times to sneak a peak at his dick when we were pissing together at the urinals, but was never successful. That all changed when he got to high school. Early in the summer after my freshman year, Kyle told me he wanted to play football. At 5'6" he was 4 inches shorter than me and skinny as a rail, so I told him he'd better be ready to get knocked around a bunch, but he didn't care. I had played football as a freshman, and now at 155 pounds I was hoping to be able to start on the JV team as either a wide receiver or DB, or maybe both. But now all I could think about was that I'd finally get to see him naked. By the time August rolled around and practice started, Kyle had let his brown hair grow long, and was looking really cute. After the first practice was over, we all headed for the locker room. Kyle had grabbed a locker right by mine, and we sat next to each other as we started undressing for the shower (no pads for the first two weeks). We both got down to our jocks at the same time, and my heart was racing as I looked at his respectable bulge. I pulled my jock off first, and saw he was checking me out. Then he took his off and stood there facing me. His dick was like a mirror image of mine, about 4 inches, cut, a little more than average thickness, with a fair patch of pubes, thicker on the sides than in the middle, just like mine. Even his balls looked to be the same size as mine, but having spent the last couple of hours in a jock they weren't hanging down too far. When I was finally able to stop staring at his prize, I looked up and my eyes caught his. He knew I was checking him out, and he smiled and said, "looks like we're practically twins down there." I chuckled and said, "yeah, I guess so. But yours looks bigger on your skinny little body." He smiled even bigger. We went into the showers, and he took the one next to me, facing me almost the whole time. He really seemed to enjoy showing off his stuff to me, and I returned the favor. The hot water in the shower helped our balls to drop lower, and as he soaped up his dick for what seemed like forever, I could feel mine start to grow. I turned down the hot water hoping a cooler temperature would help, but it didn't, so I decided I'd better get out of there before I popped a full-on woody. He left the shower right after me. We each grabbed a towel and went back to our lockers. I could see his dick had gotten at least an inch longer and his helmet was noticeably bigger. We looked each other in the eye and smiled, then got dressed. I couldn't wait to get home. I headed straight for my room, stripped out of my clothes, and laid down on my bed. My dick was rock hard. I stared at the ceiling, stroking it with my right hand, playing with my balls with my left, and thinking about Kyle. It didn't take more than about 20 seconds and I was shooting a huge load of jizz all over my chest and belly. As I did, I imagined Kyle doing the same. It was one of the best orgasms I'd ever had. Kyle and I were becoming even better friends during the football season, and the mutual flashing never let up. But we still never really saw each other on the weekends. I think he was pretty busy with his family, and I would hang out with my other friends. One of them, Joel, was in my grade and had been my sole sexual partner. We'd started fondling and sucking each other in 7th grade during sleepovers, and that continued off and on until the beginning of sophomore year, when he moved on to girls. I, on the other hand, was only interested in Kyle. The next August, Kyle's brother Jeff joined the football team as well. Jeff was a couple of inches taller than Kyle and more muscular. He was also very good looking. And, it turned out, he was as much of a show-off about his body as was his brother. His dick was about the same size as Kyle's (and mine), but he had a pretty thick bush for a freshman. By now my fur had pretty well filled in, so I was happy about that. Kyle's had too, but Jeff still had more fur. There were many times after practice that I'd be sitting on the bench by my locker, and Kyle or Jeff would be standing naked right in front of me, practically sticking their dicks in my face. I jacked myself raw thinking about that. The girls were pretty crazy about Kyle and Jeff, but the brothers just played it cool. They'd flirt, but neither one of them ever really asked a girl out. Of course, neither one could drive, but it still made me happy that they, like me, didn't seem to be interested in girls much. Towards the end of that year my dad bought me a car, a piece of crap Sentra that was five years old. It was an okay car, but nothing that would turn any heads. A girl asked me to the prom (yeah, girls thought I was kinda hot), so I went, but was just going through the motions. I'm sure she was disappointed that I never called her again. But I had wheels, and that was great. Now I had a way to get to Kyle's anytime I wanted, but he and Jeff were running track and his weekends were still too busy for me. That all changed at the end of May. Kyle called me one evening and asked if I wanted to spend Memorial Day weekend at his place, and of course I said yes. They were gonna set up a tent in the back yard, and we could sleep wherever we wanted. Since there would be no school on Monday, I'd have three whole days to spend with Kyle. I was jacking as soon as I hung up the phone. But I had no idea what I was in for. Friday finally came, and after school I went home, packed enough stuff to last the weekend, and waited for Kyle to call and tell me he was done with track practice. I was so turned on I was afraid I'd shoot a load in my pants. I was gonna spend three days and nights with Kyle, but it was the nights I was looking forward to most. Kyle had given me directions to his house, which turned out to be really easy to find. It was a nice house with a big yard. When I got there, all seven of the boys came running out to greet me. Kyle introduced me to all of them again, since I hadn't seen the younger ones for a couple of years. Then he gave me a tour of the house. His parents had built on a huge master bedroom on the first floor the year before. That meant Kyle and Jeff now had the old master bedroom on the second floor, and it was sweet. The twins had their own room, with twin beds (go figure), and the three younger boys shared the third bedroom. Sam and Jon slept in bunk beds (Sam on top), and Matty had a single bed. There was a bathroom on the second floor with a tub and no shower, and Kyle's room had its own bathroom with a shower and no tub. Like I said, Kyle's room was sweet. There was a queen-size bed that he and Jeff shared, a futon that folded out into a guest bed, a desk with a computer, a table, a couple of chairs, a 25-inch tv with a dvd player and Playstation 2, even a little refrigerator. No wonder I never saw him on the weekends. After supper we all went outside. Kyle, Jeff and I started throwing a football around, and Sam wanted in on the action. For a little shit, he could throw a pretty mean spiral, better than the rest of us, and he knew it. The twins weren't into sports much, and they disappeared back into the house after a little while, along with the youngest two. It started getting dark after about an hour, so we all went back inside and hung out in Kyle's room. Kyle and Jeff tried to get rid of Sam, but he wouldn't leave. For whatever reason, Sam really seemed to like my company, and I thought he was pretty cool, so it didn't bother me. Sam, Jon, and Matty had called for the tent the first night, so Sam eventually left to join his two younger brothers out there. Then the twins came in and started playing Playstation. Jeff went into the refrigerator and pulled out three beers, and handed one each to Kyle and me. Then he asked me if I wanted to join them for a smoke, went into his backpack, pulled out a bag of weed, and rolled a fat joint. He set up a fan to blow out the window, then fired up the joint. Kyle asked me "what do you say?" and I said okay. The twins stopped playing their game, and the five of us sat around taking hits off the joint and blowing the smoke into the fan. Now I don't smoke that shit very often, but I do enjoy it. I just couldn't believe this was happening. Kyle said "we can't get too fucked up because we have a track meet tomorrow morning," so he, Jeff, and I didn't smoke much. But those twins were like full-on stoners. I asked Kyle how he could keep beer in his fridge, and if his parents didn't mind. He said they almost never come upstairs, so not to worry. The twins were now too baked to do anything other than sleep, so they went back to their room all red-eyed. Jeff put the futon in its bed position and threw some sheets and a pillow on it. He said he'd sleep there and Kyle and I could have the bed. That was fine by me. We all stripped down to our boxers, and Kyle set the alarm for 7 am. He asked if I wanted to come along to the track meet, and I said I'd see in the morning. Then it was lights out. So finally, there I was, in bed with Kyle, wondering what, if anything, would happen. But he just said "good night," rolled on his side facing away from me, and went to sleep. But try as I might, there was no way I could sleep. After a while I could hear Kyle's breathing get very slow and deep, and I guessed he was out of it. He tossed and turned a little bit and ended up on his back. I listened to his breathing a little more, then reached over and lightly felt his crotch. I could feel he had a boner, and I grabbed it lightly and stroked it a little bit. Then, fearing he might wake up, I stopped and played with my own raging boner for a few minutes and finally fell asleep. I woke up once in the middle of the night and realized Kyle was spooning me. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my ass, and my own dick wanted to explode. His arm was wrapped around me, and his breathing didn't sound as deep as before. I wondered if he was awake. The alarm went off at 7, and Kyle slapped it silent. He told Jeff to take a shower first. I looked over at Jeff with my eyes barely open so he couldn't tell I was watching him. I was hoping to get a look at a tent in his boxers. He did much better. He pulled off his boxers and I saw he had a very nice boner, about the same size as mine (7 inches), sticking up at a 45 degree angle. He went into the shower, and I asked Kyle why he was taking a shower if he was on his way to a track meet. Kyle said they always take showers first thing in the morning no matter what. A few minutes later I heard the water turn off and Jeff came back into the room, toweling off. Kyle got up, shed his boxers, and I was disappointed that he wasn't fully hard. But he was half-mast. He asked me again if I wanted to go to the track meet, but since I hadn't slept much that night, I told him I'd rather stay in bed for another hour or so. He said "no problem," and headed for the shower. When he came out, he told me that his brothers would all be coming in to shower pretty soon, so I shouldn't be surprised. Then he and Jeff said "see ya later" and went downstairs for breakfast. A little while later they were in the car and their dad was driving them to the meet. So I was alone in Kyle's room, and stayed in bed for about another half hour, then decided to get up and take a shower myself. I slipped off my boxers and sat naked on the side of the bed, playing with my dick and thinking about what had gone on the last 12 hours. I stood up and was about to head for the shower when Sam came walking in, buck naked. He seemed surprised to see me, but not as surprised as I was to see him. He looked at my semi-boner and smiled. I looked at his dick and smiled back. It was almost as big as mine soft, and he had a little bit of light brown hair just starting to come in. He said he came in to take a shower, but I should go first. So I did, and he sat down on one of the chairs and waited for me to get done. Good looks certainly seemed to run in the family, and Sam was easily the cutest of the bunch. Seeing that gorgeous dick, just starting to hit puberty, really turned me on, and it was all I could do to keep from whacking off in the shower. When I came back out, Jon was sitting naked in the other chair. I made no effort to hide my junk, and walked around letting them both take it all in. And take it in they did. Neither one could take his eyes off me. What surprised me most was how big Jon's dick was. It looked to be almost 5 inches soft and not at all skinny, and this on a 12 year old. No trace of hair yet, just an incredibly big dick and some pretty nice-sized balls. My jaw dropped. Sam saw my reaction and started to laugh. "Huge, isn't it?" he asked. "Damn," was all I could say. So it was Sam's turn to hit the shower, and I just sat there and made small talk with Jon, unable to take my eyes off his meat. I wrapped my towel around me and sat down on the chair by the desk, facing him. I knew he could look right up the towel and see my junk, and it made me start to harden again. I could tell by his eyes that he was enjoying the show. Then one of the twins came in. I couldn't tell them apart, but Jon said "hi Danny." Like the others, Danny was nude, and he had a patch of pubes on him that was like a forest. His dick was smaller than any of his brothers that I'd seen so far, and he had so much fur it almost hid his cock. He also had the beginnings of a nice treasure trail, something Kyle and Jeff did not have. Just then Sam got out of the shower, and the other twin came walking into the room, naked of course. It turned out David and Danny were identical in every respect. Jon started to get up to take a shower, but Danny pushed him back in the chair. "I'm next," he said. "But I was here first," Jon replied. "Tough shit, punk. I'm older." So Danny went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. "Hey, there's no more hot water." "Serves you right," Jon said, then added, "now your little pecker is gonna get even smaller." David smacked Jon on the head and said, "Shut up you bald little donkey meat." Jon just laughed and said, "I'm gonna get hair someday, but you guys are always gonna have smaller dicks than me." David smacked him again and said "fuck you," but Jon and Sam just busted up laughing. Danny came back in the room and said they'd have to wait a little while for the water to heat up again. I decided to show the twins what I had between my legs, since they hadn't seen it yet. I stood up and took off my towel, and checked to see if they were looking. They were. I was still at half-mast. I went into my bag and pulled out a pair of clean boxers, slipped them on, grabbed the tv remote and sat on the end of the bed. Sam sat in my chair, and I started channel surfing. Jon wanted me to stop at a couple of the cartoon stations, but I just kept going. I looked over at Sam and noticed he had a full boner going, and a pretty good size one, too. I kept flipping through the channels, and when I looked at Sam again I saw he was jacking off, right in front of me and his brothers. Then he picked up a t-shirt off the floor and laid it across his lap. A few seconds later I saw him shoot a load of jizz onto the shirt. I realized it was my shirt. "Did you just spunk on my shirt?" I asked him. "Is this yours?" he asked. "Sorry." I went over to him and stuck my finger in the pool of cum, then lifted it to my nose and sniffed. "Yup," I said, "that's spunk." Sam looked at me with a big smile on his face and asked, "do you like it?" I didn't say anything, but I was tempted to taste it. Sam's jizz wasn't white yet, just the kinda clear stuff, but he had shot a lot of it. I knew my jizz would be joining his on that shirt before I put it in the laundry at home. A little while later the water heater had done its work, and Danny and David were able to take their showers. Matty came into the room as David was finishing up. At ten, Matty's dick and balls hadn't started growing yet, and he was the only one of the boys who hadn't seen me naked. David said there wasn't a lot of hot water left, so Jon and Matty got in the shower together. The twins went back to their room, and Sam stayed behind. He just sat on the chair playing with his dick, and smiling at me. When Jon and Matty were finished with their shower we all got dressed and went down to breakfast. Sam asked if I wanted to throw the football around some more, so we did. "You sure can throw a mean football," I told Sam. "Thanks," he said, "that's not all I'm good at." I had no idea what he meant by that, but didn't want to ask. A little after noon Kyle and Jeff came back from their track meet. After lunch, Kyle asked me if I wanted to go swimming, and I said sure, I could drive to the pool. Sam wanted to go too, so Kyle, Jeff, Sam, and I headed off to the pool. We kept ourselves occupied the rest of the day, but I kept thinking about Sam jacking off onto my shirt. That night it was Kyle and Jeff's turn to sleep in the tent, and of course wherever Kyle slept, that's where I would be. Around dusk we headed for the tent. We sat around outside it for a little while first, and Jeff pulled out another joint that he had rolled earlier. Their parents had gone to a party, so we didn't have to worry about them. This time Kyle and Jeff didn't have to worry about how stoned they got. I smoked enough to get really relaxed, but that was all. We got into the tent and they told me all about the track meet. I wasn't real interested, but listened politely. We crawled into our sleeping bags, but I couldn't get comfortable. In our little cocoons there would be no grabbing Kyle's dick, so I was bummed. Plus I don't really like sleeping on the hard ground. Kyle could tell I was tossing around and asked if anything was wrong. I told him I'd rather be sleeping in a bed, and asked if it was okay if I went back inside. He said, "no problem," but he and Jeff would stay out there if I didn't mind. I said okay and went up to his room. As I passed the twins' room, the door was shut, but I caught a whiff of the unmistakable smell of pot burning. I decided I'd like another hit before going to sleep, so I knocked on the door and went inside. I asked if I could join them for a little while. They both said "sure." So I took a few more hits, thanked them, and headed to Kyle's room. I was surprised to find Sam in there watching some horror movie on tv, and I think he was surprised to see me. "Why aren't you in the tent?" he asked. I explained, and told him I would be sleeping in here, but he could keep watching tv if he wanted. Then he asked if he could sleep in here, too. I said, "I suppose so, but I gotta tell you I'll be sleeping naked." (That's how I prefer to sleep, whenever I have the chance.) He just said "cool." He watched as I stripped down and got under the sheets in Kyle's bed. I was expecting him to sleep on the futon bed, but he turned off the tv, took off all his clothes, and climbed in with me. He asked if I was mad at him for jacking off on my shirt, and I told him no, just don't do it to any more of my clothes. He laughed, then kind of cuddled up next to me. I wasn't sure what to do. Here was this naked kid, my good friend's little brother, almost 4 years younger than me, pressed up against my own naked body, and it just felt so great. Sure I was obsessed with Kyle, but Sam was so damn cute, and I really liked him. I rolled over so we were facing each other, and put my arm around him. He moaned softly, and I could tell he was enjoying it. Our hands moved around each other, and I decided to make my move. I grabbed his dick and found it was hard, like mine. He did the same to me, and we fondled each others' dicks and balls. He seemed really into my pubes, and I played with his little starter patch. "Get on your back and spread your legs," he told me. I did as he commanded, and he pulled down the sheet covering us, then moved down so his head was between my legs. I knew what was coming. Seconds later my dick was in his mouth, and he was stroking my shaft with one hand while fondling my nuts with the other. "Oh my god, Sam, that feels so good." After everything that had happened during the last day, I knew I had to shoot a load soon, but I didn't want it to be too soon. It was obvious Sam had done this before, probably lots of times before. I knew I wouldn't last much longer, so I made him stop. Then, I returned the favor. His cock tasted wonderful as I took almost all of its respectable size into my mouth. I moved to his balls, then licked his fuzz, and then back to his dick. I did everything I could to turn him on as much as possible, and his moans told me it was working. Before long he said "Chris, I'm gonna cum," which was exactly what I'd been waiting for. His body tensed, I could feel his cock swelling and twitching in my mouth, and then he let go, shooting five or six jets of boy spunk out of his young cock into my hungry mouth. The taste was delicious. I gagged a little, but managed to swallow all of it. "Holy fucking shit, Chris, that was awesome," he panted. I felt great about it, but now I was super horny and I told him I needed to shoot a load right now. He immediately went back down on me with his hot mouth, and within seconds I fed him all my pent-up spooge, something like three days' worth. He pulled his mouth off my dick and swallowed what he could, but some dribbled out and landed on my belly. He lapped that up like a dog. I'd never french kissed anyone before, but I was so in love with Sam right now that it just came naturally. I could taste my cum in his mouth, and I'm sure he could taste his in mine. We kissed for what must have been half an hour, then fell asleep exhausted in each others' arms. I slept like a rock that night, and woke up to see Kyle standing by the side of the bed smiling down at me. Sam and I were still naked, of course, and uncovered. We both had morning wood. I was a little worried about what Kyle must be thinking, but then he said, "I see you and Sam are getting along pretty well." We both laughed, and Sam stirred a little and woke up. He smiled at me, then at Kyle. Then he took me by surprise and went down on me again, sucking my cock right in front of his brother. "Your brother doesn't have any inhibitions, does he?" I asked Kyle. I then told him about the jacking off episode the previous morning. Kyle just laughed and said, "that's my brother." Sam spun his body around and stuck his boner in my face, and we 69-ed while Kyle watched. Kyle then had the decency to close and lock the door, and said "I wanna watch you two cum." Sam and I kept sucking each other, and Kyle stripped off his clothes and started jacking his rod. This really turned me on, because I'd never seen him fully hard before. Sam and I were both getting close, so we stopped sucking. Sam flipped around again, and we jacked each other off the rest of the way. Kyle had a big grin on his face as he saw Sam shoot his load first, followed a few seconds later by me. Kyle started jacking faster, then moved over to Sam and said, "one more breakfast sausage, Sammy." Sam opened his mouth wide and took Kyle's dick. In less than 30 seconds Kyle started to moan like he was in ecstasy. He pulled his dick out of Sam's mouth at the last second, and shot a huge load all over Sam's face. Sam started laughing, then grabbed the top sheet of Kyle's bed and wiped all the jizz on it. Kyle laughed and said, "you little fucker, you're supposed to eat that shit." Kyle insisted we all three get in the shower together. While we were in there, Sam soaped up my dick and cleaned it off good. Then Kyle said, "It's the twins' night in the tent tonight. Guess what you, me, and Jeff are gonna do?" Sam said "Me too." So our last night together was a full on pot-induced four-way suckfest that lasted a good three hours. I spent many nights at Kyle's after that, and sucked off every one of his brothers, except Matty. Maybe someday...