Date: Wed, 29 Nov 2006 15:50:24 -1000 From: Chris Parker Subject: Kyle and his brothers 7 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, Part 7 Summer was going by way too fast. I'd been working for a month already, and the money was good. Football practice was a month away, and coach wanted us to start lifting and running. So about twice a week I went to the school weight room after work. Kyle joined me when he could. He had kind of a crappy work schedule, but was raking in the cash. Sam called me up a few times a week, usually in the evening. I was so tired from work and getting in shape for football that I didn't go out much during the week, and was almost always home when he called. I'd go into my bedroom and close the door, and we'd talk dirty, just to make each other laugh. The brothers had their own phone line upstairs, with just one cordless phone, so nobody could listen in. One evening around the middle of July he called, and I could hear excitement in his voice as soon as he started talking. His cousin Mike's family was going on vacation to Alaska for two weeks. They had asked Sam's family to keep an eye on the house and feed their dog. The brothers were going to take turns house-sitting. Sam would have the place Friday and Saturday. All to himself. "Do you wanna come over?" Sam asked me. "Hell yeah," I replied. I usually dug out of my uncle's office early on Fridays, so it would work out perfectly. "What time can you be there?" he asked. "Sometime between two and three," I said. I told him to call me back Thursday night and we'd work out the details. "My dick is hard just thinking about it," he said. "Shoot a load for me," I told him, then added, "I'll shoot one for you." We both laughed, and I jacked off as soon as I hung up the phone. I'm pretty sure he did, too. When Sam called back Thursday evening he had another piece of big news. "Guess what? Jon got his first pubes." "How many?" I asked. "Just a couple," he said, "you can barely see them. He wasn't even the first to notice. Matty saw them when they were taking a shower this morning. Then Jon had to show all of us. He was pretty stoked." I knew what I'd be checking out the next time I saw Jon. Sam gave me directions to his cousin's house, and it seemed like it should be easy to find. It wasn't far from his place. I asked if anyone else knew I would be there, and he said no. "Good," I said, "let's keep it that way." Kyle had to work Friday night, so he wouldn't be looking to do anything with me. I decided to tell my parents I was going to a party Friday at my friend Jake's house, would help him get ready in the afternoon, then spend the night. They didn't know Jake, so they wouldn't try calling his place. My friends always called me on my cell, so I didn't have to worry about any of them talking to my parents. The plan was perfect. I left work around 1:00 Friday and headed home. I packed a few things, then called Sam at his cousin's house. He told me to get my ass over there as quick as possible, and park in the garage so nobody would see my car. When I got there, one of the garage doors was open, and Sam's bike was sitting in the middle of the parking spot. It looked ridiculous, a bike parked where a car would normally be. Sam had been watching for me, and as I pulled up to the garage he came out from the house and moved his bike. I pulled in, and he hit the button to close the garage door. I grabbed my backpack and got out of the car. We hugged and kissed, then he reached down, opened my fly, and pulled out my dick. It was pretty soft, but I knew that wouldn't last. He pulled me by my dick through the door into the house. Sam was wearing board shorts and nothing else. They rode low, showing off his butt crack. "I'll give you the tour in a little while," he said, then led me by my dick into Mike's room. He tore off my clothes, I did the same to him, and we hopped onto the bed. Our dicks were hard in no time. We made out for at least half an hour. We rubbed our cocks together, but didn't suck each other yet. We finally broke off the kiss, and I lay there looking at his cute smiling face. His hair had grown out some since the last time I saw him, and was really getting bleached. I looked over his naked body, and he seemed to be getting a little more muscular. He had a nice tan, especially on his arms and legs. I knew he'd been playing a lot of soccer and baseball, and his body was looking damn hot because of it. He rolled onto his back, and I ran my hand down his chest to his belly button. He spread his legs, and presented me with his treasure. I grabbed his hard boymeat and started stroking it. "Hey Sam," I said, "you sprouted a few more pubes since the last time I saw you." His little bush was growing. "Yeah," he replied, "it's getting there. Check out my pits." I looked, and saw the first hints of a few little hairs. I put my face inches away from his dick and studied it closely. I spread his peehole lips and looked at the moist pink tissue inside. I ran my finger around his helmet ridge, then slid my thumb along the spongy-looking skin of his dickhead. A drop of precum emerged, and I used it to lube the area right below his peehole. He moaned. I used my finger to trace the seam on the underside of his cock, starting below the head, running along his shaft, down his hairless ballsack, all the way to his butthole. Then I traced it back up to his dickhead, licked my finger, and rubbed the sensitive underside of his helmet again. I ran my finger around his circumcision scar a few times, then licked it. I looked over his dick for a long time, studying every square millimeter of it. Every vein started to look familiar to me. I fondled his nuts and ran my fingers through his little fur patch. Finally I laid back down next to him, and we made out for another ten minutes or so. When we broke off, I said, "how about that tour now?" "But we haven't had sex yet," he argued. "We can wait a little while. It will be better," I replied. "You love to tease me, don't you?" he said. "The more I tease you, the more I please you," I said, thinking that sounded pretty clever. "Yup," he replied smiling, "you do give me some damn awesome orgasms." We put our shorts back on and Sam showed me around the house. It was a really nice place, and I mentioned to him that his cousins must be loaded. "Yeah," he replied, "my uncle is a lawyer and my aunt owns a couple of stores, so they do alright." It turned out Mike had an older sister who got married about a year earlier. Mike was the only "kid" at home. He was about two years older than me. We went outside to the backyard, and Sam introduced me to the dog, a female chocolate lab named Hershey. Great name. I loved it. I was a stranger, so it took a little while for Hershey to warm up to me, but Sam had me give her a few doggie treats, and she was all over me. We went over to the pool and jacuzzi, and they were sweet. I looked around and realized that with the fence and hedges there was a lot of privacy in the backyard. I couldn't see the neighbors' houses at all. Sam noticed me looking around and somehow knew what I was thinking. "Nobody can see us back here," he said, "we could run around naked if we wanted to." "How bout if we wait till after dark to do that?" I suggested, "I don't wanna take any chances." "Good idea," he replied, then grabbed my junk through my shorts. I got the message. "Okay," I said, "back to Mike's room." Once there, we shed our shorts and Sam opened one of Mike's dresser drawers. He moved some stuff around and pulled out a key. Then he went to the closet and used the key to open a foot locker on the floor. "Check this out," he said. I looked inside, and understood why Mike kept it locked. There were bags of weed, some bongs and pipes, porn mags, and various sex toys. The porn was all bi and gay. As we took a quick look at it, we both got hard. I looked at the clock and it was just after four. "Hey," I asked Sam, "can we smoke a little of the buds?" "I don't see why not," he replied. "Let's have a bong hit at 4:20," I said. He laughed, and said okay. I got a bong ready to go, and waited for the time to arrive. Sam kept digging through the foot locker and pulled out a tube of KY jelly. An idea popped into my head. "Give me that," I told him, then asked, "you ever jack off with this stuff?" "Not with that," he replied, "just hand lotion sometimes." We 420-ed at 4:20, then laid down on the bed. "Now can we have sex?" Sam asked. "Oh yeah," I answered, as the pot started making me really high. Sam went down on me and gobbled my dick like there was no tomorrow. It felt so good. I returned the favor, then we 69-ed for a while. It was hard to keep from cumming, but both of us wanted the session to last a while. Finally, I decided it was time to bust out the lube, but not for jacking off. I knew enough male anatomy and had read enough smut online to know all about the prostate gland. Or so I thought. I wanted to go for Sam's. I had him lie on his side, then got behind his butt and spread his cheeks. "What are you doing?" he asked. "Trust me," I replied. I exposed his cute little bunghole, and ran my finger around the outside of it. "That feels good," he said. Then I squeezed a glob of KY onto the end of my middle finger, and put it to his hole. His pucker clenched, and he said, "that's cold." "Relax your ass as much as you can," I told him. I pushed my finger against his hole, and it slid in without much effort. Sam moaned as I kept sliding it up his poop chute. I pulled it out a little and pushed it back in a few times. I had my finger as far up his butt as it could go. I kept it there as I moved between his legs and started sucking his cock. I pressed my finger forward and moved it around, then found a little lump that I thought might be his prostate. He moaned as soon as I pushed on it, so I figured I was in the right spot. It was a challenge trying to suck and finger-bang him, while using my other hand to stroke his shaft and play with his nuts, but I got the hang of it. Sam was obviously loving it. He was moaning like crazy. I focused my sucking on his helmet, and he started to whimper, then breathe heavy. I felt his balls pull up and his dick twitch, then get thicker. I pressed the magic button in his ass. I didn't expect what happened next, but it was awesome. Sam let out a growl that sounded more like a wild animal than a thirteen-year-old boy. He shot a powerful burst of jizz into my mouth, and I gagged. At the same time, the muscles inside his ass were spasming. I was actually feeling his orgasm inside him. It was so cool. And hot. He kept gushing cum into my mouth, his ass muscles kept squeezing my finger, and he kept growling the whole time he shot. I swallowed some of his boy juice, but couldn't keep up with it. Finally he let up, and I slowly pulled my finger out. Once again his muscles helped squeeze it out. At the same time, I kept up my work on his helmet. His whole body trembled. He moaned and sniffled. I looked up at his face. Tears were running out of his eyes, like when I'd edged him at his house. Only this time he really seemed to be crying. "Did I hurt you?" I asked, some cum still in my mouth. "No," he said, "I don't know why I'm crying. It felt so good it's like I couldn't stand it. I never came like that before." I moved up to his face and planted a kiss on him, letting the cum that was still in my mouth drain into his. He moaned again, and we kept up the kiss for a little while. He broke it off, wiped his face with his hands, and said, "I love you Chris." "I love you too, Sammy." Finally, we had said it. We made out a little longer, then he said, "I wanna do that to you." He lubed his finger, spread my cheeks, and pushed his finger against my hole. I found that if I pushed out kinda like I was taking a dump, it was easy for him to slide his finger in. It felt pretty good. After what I had just done to him, Sam knew exactly what to do to me. He gave me an awesome blowjob, and combined with the finger-bang, I knew I couldn't last long. I felt it coming, and gave him fair warning. He pressed his finger against my jizz gland, and I exploded harder than ever before. I'd never really paid any attention to how far up my ass my muscles contracted when I was shooting, but with them squeezing hard on his finger, I got a whole new lesson in the biology of spurting. Sam choked and started coughing, but didn't take his mouth off my cock. My helmet was on fire, it just felt so damn good. Sam kept working it over, but this time I didn't push him away. My whole body shuddered as he gave my dickhead far more pleasure than it was designed to take. I knew now why he had been crying. Sam pulled his finger out of my ass, kissed me, and gave me some of my cum from his mouth. I liked the taste of his much better. When we broke off the kiss, I told him I'd never cum so hard in my life. "I know," he said, "me neither. It was amazing. You just keep finding new ways to make sex better." We went into the bathroom to wash up, then grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned the lube off each other's asshole. "I gotta feed Hershey," Sam said. "What do you feed her, chocolate?" I asked. Sam laughed and said, "no, jizz." We put our shorts on and went back outside. Sam filled up the doggie dishes with dog food and water, then we went back inside the kitchen. "I better call my mom before she calls here, or worse," Sam said. He got on the phone and talked to his mom, telling her everything was fine and he'd be home tomorrow afternoon sometime. "Yeah," he said, "I'll just make myself a pizza. I can't believe how much food Auntie left for us. Okay. Bye." He hung up the phone and said, "everything's cool. She won't bother us." We went back to Mike's room, and Sam fired up the computer. "I saw his password," Sam said, and went online. We checked out Mike's bookmarks and found lots of porn sites. Almost all of them were gay. We looked through his folders and found one full of mpegs. We opened one file, and it was a young naked guy sitting in a bathtub. Another young naked guy walked up to him and started pissing on him. The guy getting pissed on was stroking his boner. Sam and I looked at each other and grinned. "Tonight," I said. "Oh yeah," he replied. We went back to the kitchen and Sam took a pizza out of the freezer. We read the directions and baked it up, ate it with sodas, and talked about how things were going during the summer. Every time Sam looked at me I saw pure affection in his eyes. I kept hearing his words in my head, "I love you Chris." We watched sports on tv until it got dark, then went back outside. Sam put Hershey in her kennel, and we sat at a table by the pool. We spoke quietly, so nobody could possibly hear us. "I gotta pee," I said. "So do I," Sam replied, then asked, "bathtub?" "How about out here?" I asked. "Oh, fuck yeah," he replied. "Turn off all the lights on the back side of the house," I said. Sam ran inside and took care of it. The backyard got very dark. Sam ran back to the table, almost tripping over a garden hose in the process. "Where should we do it?" he asked. "Right there on the lawn," I said. We took off our shorts, and I laid down naked on the grass. "Spray me," I said. Sam stood over me, and gave me my first golden shower. He really had to go. His piss was warm and smelled like boy pee. No surprises there. He watered me from my chest to my thighs. My dick got rock hard. "Damn," I said, "that was pretty nuts." I went to the pool shower and rinsed off. I was glad it had hot water. I grabbed a towel from the shelf and dried off as I walked back to Sam. My dick got soft enough so I could pee easily. Sam laid down, and I sprayed him from his chest to his nuts. His dick popped right up and started twitching. When I was done, he rinsed off, then we both got in the jacuzzi. Sam turned on the heater and the jets, and we relaxed in style. We made out in the jacuzzi. Sam's dick was still hard, and mine got back there fast. We put them together, and I stroked them together. It was pretty hot, but I knew we couldn't jizz in the jacuzzi. Besides, I wanted to talk to him about something. "It sucks that we have to sneak around to be together. If I wasn't four years older than you, we could go out, just the two of us, and do things like buds." "Yeah, it sucks, but it's okay," Sam replied, "you're the only one who knows what goes on with me and my brothers, since you're part of it now. We keep that quiet. I don't mind keeping us a secret." "Do you ever think about getting yourself a girlfriend?" I asked, then told him, "My friend and I started sucking each other when we were in seventh grade, and a couple years later he moved on to girls, so we never sucked again. I don't want to keep you from getting into girls." "You worry too much," Sam replied, "girls flirt with me all the time. They call me at home. They ask me to movies and dances and shit. Sometimes I go, sometimes I don't. Depends on who else is going. But I don't care about girls at all. I have so much sex with my brothers, even if I did start going out with girls it wouldn't be cuz I need sex. And I sure as hell don't ever wanna stop what I'm doing with my brothers, or especially with you." "Do you think your brothers know how we feel about each other?" I asked. "I doubt it," he said. "You know, I love them cuz they're my brothers. I'd do anything for any of them. But you make me feel better than I ever felt before. Not just the best sex, but knowing a stud like you could love a kid like me, it just makes me feel great inside." "Stud?" I repeated, laughing at the thought. "I'm no stud." "Sure you are," Sam replied, "you should hear how Kyle talks about you. It's been like that for years. He thinks you're a stud. Jeff thinks so too. That's why I liked you from the start. And after that first weekend you spent at our house, all my brothers, all of them, kept going on and on about how cool you are. And inside I kept thinking, 'I know he really likes me a lot,' and it made me so happy." I got a lump in my throat, and felt tears welling up. I looked at Sam's face in the dim light. He was smiling at me. We locked lips and had the wettest, sloppiest kiss ever. I became aware of our dicks again, and they were both hard. It had been a few hours since our awesome finger-bang eruptions, and I guessed we probably needed more time to replenish our jizz. But I wanted to make the most of the moment. I told Sam we needed to have sex again right now, and he eagerly agreed. We got out of the jacuzzi and 69-ed on the lawn, making sure we weren't in the place we had peed earlier. It was amazing. We were having sex outside. We kept our moans quiet. I felt an intense emotional part to what we were doing, more than ever before, like we were totally expressing our love for each other. We 69-ed the whole time, and I came first for once. Sam had as much of my dick in his mouth as he could take and was fondling my nuts when I went off. It felt awesome. He pulled back a little so I wasn't shooting right down his throat, and I could tell he wasn't swallowing. He groaned a few seconds later, and I felt the familiar burst of his own warm sweet boy juice. I flipped around and we kissed, swapping our cum in the process. We got up, grabbed our shorts and the towels from earlier, and went back to the pool shower. There were grass clippings stuck to our bodies. We washed and dried each other off, went back to Mike's room, plopped onto the bed, and fondled each other's dick and balls. After a few minutes Sam got up, went around the house making sure all the lights were off and doors locked, then came back to the room and turned off the light. It was only 10:30, but we were both worn out. We decided to go to sleep, and if one of us woke up during the night, he'd wake the other with a blowjob. We made out some more, then fell asleep in each other's arms. I woke up in the middle of the night and Sam was sucking my dick. I looked at the clock and it was 2:47. I don't know how long he'd been sucking me before I woke up, but I fed him my jizz about ten seconds later, and it felt great. At 2:48 I was sucking him. By 2:52 I had swallowed his sweet cream, and we were both falling back to sleep. I woke up again a little after six. Sam was gone, and I heard sounds coming from the kitchen. I walked over there naked, and he was just coming in from the backyard, also naked. "I let Hershey out of the kennel," he explained. It was just starting to get light out. Sam went back outside to put fresh water in Hershey's bowl. I followed him. I was standing next to the pool when he snuck up behind me and pushed me in. I saw him just at the last second, and managed to grab him and pull him along. Fortunately, the water wasn't too cold. I grabbed his dick, and he grabbed mine back. We stroked each other till we got hard, then kept going. "What would your uncle say if we jizzed in his pool?" I asked. He laughed, and said "we better not." The swim really woke me up. We got out of the pool, dried off, went to Mike's bathroom and got in the shower. "Do you have to pee?" Sam asked me. "Yeah," I replied. "Me too," he said, "let's spray each other again." So we had two showers: one golden, then one clear. The golden ones got us hard again. "Let's not get off just yet," I said, as we took a real shower, "let's have a look through Mike's footlocker first." We finished showering, dried off, and went back to Mike's closet. I dug around through his stuff, and found something that looked interesting. At first I had no idea what it was. There was like a little controller with a dial on it, then a thin cord, and at the other end it looked like, could it be? A skinny buttplug. I turned the dial on the controller, and the buttplug started to vibrate. "Holy shit," I said, "Sam, we gotta try this." I had a pretty good idea where that thing had been. So I took it into the bathroom and washed it good with antibiotic soap until I was sure no vile ass germs could possibly have survived. I lubed it up with KY and asked Sam to put it in me. The shaft was angled, evidently to put pressure on the prostate. I laid down on my back, spread my legs and cheeks, and Sam slid it inside. I turned on the vibrator and couldn't believe how great it felt. My dick was as stiff as it could get, and I asked Sam to suck me off. As he went to work, I kept adjusting the speed of the vibrator. This felt way better than having Sam's finger up my ass. It was like a surge of electricity was going through my groin. Sam's blowjob was fantastic, and even though I'd shot a lot of jizz in the last fifteen hours or so, I knew I was headed for a pretty good explosion. And that's what happened. Sam sent me over the edge, and I totally drained myself into his mouth. It felt insane. He swallowed it all. I turned off the vibrator and asked Sam to pull it out. "How was it?" he asked. "Awesome!" I replied, "let me show you." I went into the bathroom, wiped my ass and cleaned the plug, then gave Sam his turn. He moaned as I slid it in, then moaned even louder as he played with the controller. "Oh my god," he said, "I gotta get one of these." I went down on him and took his beautiful boymeat into my mouth. He moaned more than usual, so it was a little harder for me to tell when he was getting close. But it didn't take long. He let out a big groan and exploded. "Damn," he said, "that was awesome. Can you imagine if we had used that instead of our fingers yesterday? I don't think I could handle a cum as great as that would have been." I looked up at him and said, "well, you're not crying this time." He laughed and said, "just wait. I'll give you a cum some day that'll make you cry." I pulled the plug out of him, grabbed a tissue, and wiped his ass. I cleaned the plug and put it away. Then we washed our dicks, put on our shorts, and went to the kitchen. Sam asked what I wanted for breakfast. "What are the choices?" "Ummm, cereal, eggs, frozen breakfast burritos, frozen waffles, sausages, that's about it." "Burritos," I said, with a crappy Spanish accent. He nuked four of them, poured a couple glasses of orange juice, and we sat down to breakfast. "I better call my mom," he said, then picked up the phone and punched in the number. He told her that he had just eaten breakfast and everything was fine, and he was going to walk the dog. "How late can I stay here?" he asked. "They are? When? Okay, I'll leave when they get here." He said goodbye and hung up. "The twins are coming over this afternoon with some friends for a pool party." "I better leave by noon, then," I replied. I wanted to keep him company for as long as possible. I waited in the backyard and soaked up the morning sun while Sam walked Hershey. He came back about 20 minutes later. We took our chances and swam naked in the pool again, then rinsed off and lounged around in the backyard soaking up rays till about 10:30. We were nude, but had towels handy just in case. "Let's make love one more time before you have to go," Sam said. It was the first time either of us had called it that. I thought of something as we walked through the kitchen. I went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of chocolate sauce and a can of Reddi Wip I had seen earlier. "What's that for?" Sam asked. "A love feast," I replied with a grin. We went back to Mike's room and laid down on the bed. "Have your way with me," Sam laughed as he spread his legs. I smeared some chocolate sauce over his hard dick. Then I sprayed whipped cream over his dick and nutsack. It was something I had always wanted to do. I sucked and licked the sweets off him, and it was great. He was moaning like crazy. When the sweets were gone, I kept going at it. I slowed down when he seemed to be getting close. Once again I was teasing him pretty good, and he finally erupted with a groan. He didn't shoot as much as usual, but it was his fourth cum in less than a day. Sam sweet-topped my goodies, and started slurping. He decided to repay me for when I edged him the last time I was at his house. I had taught him well. After the second edge he said, "wow, your helmet is huge now." I don't think my dick had ever been as big and hard as it was by the time he let me cum. My orgasm was awesome. We got in the shower, and made out as we washed each other's dick and balls. Then we got dressed, went to the kitchen, and made sandwiches. We downed them with sodas, and I told him I'd better get going before the twins showed up. We went back to Mike's room and I packed my stuff. We laid down on the bed and made out again for a little while. "Thanks for having me over, Sammy," I said, "this was great. Just the two of us." "I wanted to do something just with you for a long time," he replied, then added, "I might get to spend one or two more nights here by myself. I'll let you know." I grinned, and all I could say was, "sweet." I grabbed my backpack and we went out to the garage. We kissed one more time, then he opened the garage door. "See ya soon," I said as I got in my car. "Not soon enough," he replied with his usual smile. I drove off thinking about how I'd just spent twenty-something hours alone with Sam, the crazy shit we'd done, the emotional part of finally telling each other how we felt. And of course, all the sex was fantastic. I couldn't wait to see him again.