Date: Mon, 14 Aug 2000 17:31:48 EDT From: Mousekid17@aol.com Subject: MY GIRLFRIENDS BROTHERS PART 5 MY GIRLFRIENDS BROTHERS PART 5 First let me apologize to all the readers...for the delay in getting the stories of my girlfriend's brothers out sooner. I was down with the flu and I am very very rarely sick but when I do get sick I DO get sick. So I was out for over two weeks, and lemme tell ya it's a bummer of a way to spend your summer. So, on with meeting Raymond, the 5th of 9 brothers. You ever come across that one kid who thinks he has to have everything someone else has? No matter what it is, he just throws a fit and demands to have the same item or the same attention or what ever is equal to what it is he thinks he needs to have. And he also has to copy what you do? That's Raymond. Don't get me wrong. Raymond is a cute and loveable kid, but there is that one trademark of him that I wish he would change. At least I thought I wish he would change it until it served a purpose for both him and me. Let me explain. One afternoon Thrifty Drug store had some water guns on sale for like two for the price of one...really cheap. And being boys as we were, we wanted to go and buy them. So getting our allowances and what money we had all 8 of the boys and myself and a few other neighbor kids went walking to the drug store. It was only a few blocks from our houses and no real heavy traffic so it was very common for us kids to just walk to the store on our own. Plus beside myself, there were like 3 other 14 y/o boys among our group, so we were well cared for as far as supervision went. Once we got the guns we wanted we all went back to our neighborhood and split out among teams...goods guys vs. bad guys. I was on the good guy team as was Stephen and Eugene and Raymond along with one other of the 14 y/o. If I remember right it was a kid we called Corn. So most of the kids are loading their squirt guns using the hose out in the front or back yards. Being in a hurry I went into my bathroom to fill mine. There was Stephen and Raymond in tow behind me. I let Stephen fill his first and being in a hurry to play he left almost immediately. That left me and Raymond to fill our own guns. The guns I bought were big water cannons, and a smaller but still held a lot of water, pistol. Putting the pistol in the waist of my jeans, I began to fill the smaller gun for Raymond. As soon as it was full I handed it to him and he immediately put it into the waist of his pants also. As I was filling my water cannon, I made the remark to Raymond that you gotta be careful about putting the gun in your waist as you might accidentally shoot your dick. He looked at me and had that what the heck you talking bout look on his face. Reaching over I grabbed his gun and just pulling on the trigger, I pumped three quick squirts in his pants. Laughing as he was jumping around he now understood what I meant. Knowing he was going to plan some type of revenge, I was waiting to get squirted in the face as my hands now held the cannon steady to keep the water on the filling nozzle. More impressed than I was surprised when I felt his little hand reach from behind me, he actually took my gun and squirted me four or five times with my own squirt gun still in my waist. Laughing myself and hearing Raymond giggling I reached around and grabbed him just as he headed for the door. Grabbing him from his front side and pulling his back into my chest area I reached into his waist to grab his gun and return the favor. No gun. Looking over his shoulder as Raymond continued to laugh, I asked him where was he hiding his gun? As I reached for his top button of his jeans, I asked did your gun slipped into your undies? Raymond giggled and just shrugged his shoulders up and down as if saying he didn't know. Unsnapping the top button of his jeans, I grabbed the top of the zipper and slid it down till it stopped on its own. Still holding Raymond with my left arm completely around his chest and using my right hand to pull his jeans down a little, I let my right hand roam around his stomach area first, passing over his belly button, and Raymond just continued to giggle so low and slow you could barely hear it. Letting my hand go to the waistband of his undies I asked if he was hiding his gun in there. "I dunno." He said in a low voice. "Well, I am gonna check so stay still." I said with some authority in my voice. Raymond stood very still, but at the same time leaned back into me as my hand roamed to the front of his little white Haines tighties. Feeling the soft 2-inch boydick and two lil marbles under it, I declared in a loud voice that my inspection had found something hidden. Laughing real loud and now keeping his hand over mine, Raymond said that what I had found was not a water gun. "What?" I asked in a fake surprised voice. "That's not a water gun? Why sure it is a water gun. Let me examine it to make sure it really IS a water gun." I said as I swung Raymond around to face me. Looking down I simply moved his undies to below his knees and both Raymond and I now were staring at his boydick. There it was. All its glory now reveled to me. It was sticking maybe out a little and pointing down as only a little boy dick can. Hanging softly maybe measuring the length of my little finger it was almost an exact duplicate of my little finger in length and in girth...cept for the fingernail on the end there was a nice clean dick head that had just a drop of some liquid, be it piss or remains of the water from the water gun. Below the fingerdick was two little visible marbles in a skin sac that only a scrotum can look like. Raymond has the widest grin on his face as I looked in his eyes, looking for some fear or sign from him that everything was ok with what we were doing. Looking at that big smile I then grabbed his boydick and said with authority, "Now THIS is a water gun!!" Raymond laughed. "No its not." He said in a strong voice. "Sure it is." I said. "When you go take a pee what do your use, your nose?" Raymond doubled over in laughter but not enough to take my hand off his dick. With him laughing and moving around and with my fingers now slowly sliding up and down the boydick, I had the deepest desire to see it in an erect state. "You know what else it can do Raymond?" I asked in a now low but secretive voice. Still rubbing the boydick back and forth I felt it lengthen and harden in a matter of seconds. Looking down at the now very erect and very hard dick, it was now a very nice size of 3.25 and about double the thickness of my little finger. The head began to turn very purple and the dick now was sticking just about straight up as if hugging the skin to Raymond's stomach. Raymond now moved closer to me and put both his hands on each of my shoulders as he continued to smile and ask what in answer to my question. "Did you know that if you squeeze it right, your water gun turns into a milk gun." I said with a little deceit in my voice. "HUH?" Raymond said back in response. I also noticed Raymond begin a slow but very discernable rocking motion to my fingers manipulating his hard as steel dick "Yeah really. When you make your dick feel really good and keep doing it, it makes milk come out." I answered as I kept stroking in rhythm to Raymond's rocking back and forth. He now closed his eyes as the sensations began to overtake his body. Looking at his face with his eyes closed and his mouth just slightly open, I leaned in close to Raymond and asked in a very low voice, "How does it feel Raymond?" "Uuugggghhhh" was all I heard as I began to stroke Raymond with a little more firmness. Taking my hand away for just a second, I spit into the palm of my right hand and reapplied it to his dick. Gasping as if out of air, Raymond stood very straight and very still as my now saliva filled fingers wrapped them around his boy toy. Taking no more than 10 strokes Raymond grabbed my shoulders tight and literally jumped into my hand as I felt his dick thicken and then throb as he humped my hand on his tiptoes. "TONY!!" Raymond gasped as his orgasm hit him with full force. "UHHH UHHH UHHH" was the only sounds along with the slapping of slick flesh on flesh as it echoed among the bathroom walls. "TONY." Raymond again called as his orgasm lasted longer that what I thought it would. Still holding his body close to me and still feeling his dick throb over and over I continued to stroke with firm but slower strokes along the full and very hard length of his now very deep purple and red dick. Two minutes passed as I just held Raymond close to me, as his breathing, ragged at first and then gasping as if he ran 5 miles, was now a steady flow in and out and relaxed. I honestly thought he had fallen asleep! Raymond's dick remained hard the entire time I held it. Moving himself back from my body to face me, he still allowed my fingers to hold his dick as he first looked down at his dick to make sure it was still there, and then up to me and smile as he raised the squirt gun he held in his hand. Two quick squirts to my face and I released his still hard boydick to cover my face from further assault. Laughing but not moving away from me, Raymond then announced that we were even and that now we better get ready to go play war with the other boys outside. "Good idea!" I exclaimed as I wiped my face and helped Raymond put his undies over his dick, which still remained hard. Zipping up his pants and pulling his shirt down over his now buttoned up jeans, Raymond grabbed my cannon gun and said he would carry it for me. Just before we got out the door, Raymond tugs my arm and makes me lean over so he could tell me a secret in my ear. "You still gotta show me how my water gun makes milk." Laughing, and moving him out the back door to the gang outside, I told Raymond next time we get a chance I'll show him, but I would need to do it using MY water gun. "ALLLLLLRIGHT!!!" he jumped up and down in excitement. It was gonna be many days later that Raymond and I were able to see how our "water guns" was to become "milk guns" Do you wanna hear about it now or save it for later? NOW?????? Sheesh u mean u haven't shot your load yet? Ok keep jacking I'll tell you about it... I wont go into the detail of how I was able to get Raymond alone in my bedroom without Stephen tagging along, but it happened. So there Raymond and I were in my room and we were just listening to the radio and wrestling around a little bit. Just more messing around than actually wrestling, but we both knew what was gonna happen pretty soon. And pretty soon was here. "So." I said as I held Raymond on my body. He was actually lying on my chest with his back to me as I laid flat on the floor. My hands were under his shirt rubbing his chest and stomach as my dick was hard as it ever was. "You wanna see how our water guns make milk?" I asked as I now began to undo Raymond's jeans. "YEAH!!!" Raymond moves up and down and as he does I slip his jeans down off his waist and down his knees. Sliding off to my right Raymond is now on his butt sitting up and removing not only his shoes and socks but also stripping his shirt and pants along with his undies off. He sits there completely naked and I spot the hard on immediately. Leaning over to my right I now slide close to Raymond and lean him back so that he is now flat on his back and his boy dick is now sticking straight up close to his body. Not saying a word I simply slide my wet lips over the head and let them slide down his boy toy as slow as possible. "OH MY GAWD TONY!" Raymond literally cries out. He lets his body stiffen as the new sensations overtake every portion of his body. Sucking soft and firmly I begin a steady up and down motion as my now very hard and very wet dick humps the carpet under my own body. Slurping for not more than one minute Raymond is taking deep breathes and is moaning as if his very soul was being taken from his body. Now meeting my down motion with his own up motion its takes only 5 more slurps from me for Raymond to once again go into a fit and thrash around and around on the floor calling my name out loud as his dick explodes in its own dry orgasm. Rubbing his stomach and chest as he now calms down, Raymond begins his downward spiral from his orgasmic bliss. His eyes closed, and his breathing now no longer labored, he relaxes as I continue to rub his chest and stomach in small circular motions and my mouth is still allowed to hold his dick while my tongue probes every inch of his 3.25 hard member from the ball sac to the pee slit. Raymond feels no tenderness or soreness but murmurs from the pleasures of my tongue. "WOW oh wow oh wow Tony. That felt so WOW." Was all Raymond could say as he experienced his very first head job. He had the cutest smile on his face as he was now waiting for me to reply. "You gonna show me how you make milk?" he asked in a quiet but excitable voice. "Sure." I said as I rolled around so that I could move my jeans down below my knees and move my t-shirt up over my head. Sitting with his legs crossed and against my body, Raymond looms over me as I stay lying on the floor on my back. My now very hard and still dripping dick is throbbing. Raymond looks at it with awe. Not so much for its size as much as it's thickness and the fact that my pubes were now pretty much filling in. With no hesitation on his part, Raymond just reaches over as if its something he does everyday and runs his fingers in my pubes. "Kewl." Is all he says. As he runs his hands along my pubes and now grabs my dick, he slowly moves his hand around and around not only my head but along the hard shaft and down cupping my balls. I then reach over with my left hand and I find Raymond's still very erect and very hard dick. "Raymond, put a little of this in your hand." I instruct Raymond as I hand him the Vaseline Intensive Hand Lotion. Squirting some into his palm, I then take my left hand and rub it along the palm of Raymond's left hand so that we both have some lotion in our left hands. Raymond then takes his left hand, wraps it tightly around my throbbing dick and begins a slow but steady up and down stoke on my dick as if he had been doing it for years. Man could I have shot my load right there and then. I actually lifted my body off the floor and humped into his hand on the first two strokes Raymond delivered to me. It was that intense for me. As Raymond concentrated on stroking my dick, my left hand leaned over his folded legs and found his erect boydick and I then began my own slow strokes on his dick. Leaning forward some so that he now was on his knees, Raymond began forward thrusting of his dick into my hand as his hand now began stroking with a faster pace. Feeling myself getting close to squirting, I grabbed Raymond's hand and said to hold on one second. Telling Raymond to straddle my waist, I then grabbed both my dick and Raymond's dick and holding them together, I told Raymond to hold them in both his now slick right and left hand. I began my upward thrusts so that I was literally humping onto and against Raymond's dick. As Raymond hung on for dear life keeping a firm grip on our dicks, I thrust again and again lifting myself and Raymond off the floor as the intensity of the situation came close to exploding. Grabbing Raymond's chest with both of my hands and now fingering his nipples I thrust up six more times as I told Raymond to watch my dick as my milk was fast approaching. Taking one final upward thrust and moaning like a wounded animal I felt as if my dick head itself was exploding off the tip of my dick as my sperm not only spurted, it literally spewed out the tip of head and baptized my entire chest and stomach area with fresh hot teen juice. Six, seven, eight and finally nine spurts was when I lost count from the intense pleasure of having a small pair of 9 year old hands milking the very life force out of my teen tool. Lying now flat on my back, eyes closed, sweat pouring from my chest and pits as I feel hot lava burns across my chest and stomach, I am brought out of my stupor as I feel small circular motions on my chest area as Raymond now slides his hands in and around my milk that was just ejected from my dick. "How neat. Wow it really is milk, just like only thick." Raymond is enthralled with my sperm. I am enthralled with Raymond as I look down and see his dick is still erect and still throbbing with his heartbeat. Sliding Raymond forward on my stomach and now my wet chest, I aim his dick for the warmth of my mouth. With no resistance at all, I am allowed to once again swallow this fine boydick and return the pleasure he just gave me. Raymond's murmurs something about wanting to make his water gun a milk gun. I murmur something about having to keep trying...