Date: Mon, 07 May 2007 12:15:50 -0500 From: Charles Hughes Subject: The Springfield Jerkoffs - Chapter 3 (b/b oral) This story is completely fiction; it is the story of several young boys, their friendships, and their sexual adventures together. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you must leave now. Copyright 2007 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved. If you would like to copy the story, please, just ask. I will try to respond to all emails: the.empty.room@hotmail.com Thanks to a reader/friend who let me borrow his name and youthful sexual talents -- although what happens in this story is completely fiction. And this story is dedicated to two friends who just exchanged rings and whose names appear in the story. Their love is an inspiration. The Springfield Jerkoffs - Chapter 3 (b/b oral) "Hi," Phil said. "You remember me?" The teenager at the store was working with the DVDs and looked up at him. "Uh, yeah I know you, but I can't..." Mike was searching his memory. "I'm Kent's brother. I came in here, and you...well, you know." Phil looked a little embarrassed. Mike remembered him now -- the older brother -- 11, he thought, 12? -- who had been sent for a blow job by the younger brother -- nine? -- Mike had sucked some time before. "Back for another one?" Mike asked quietly, looking around to see that there was no one close enough to hear. "Um...yeah. I mean. Oh, look, man...It was just so...fantastic! Look, can I talk to you?" "Sure," Mike said. "Follow me." Mike led the boy back into the warehouse and to his little room. They walked in, and Mike locked the door. "This is my office," he said, with a grin. The boys sat down on a roll of carpeting, and Mike began to stroke the boy's thigh through his jeans. He reached for his fly, unzipped it, unbuttoned the waistband, and pulled the jeans to the boy's ankles. The white briefs were tented, and Mike rubbed the cotton-covered cockhead with his palm. The boy started groaning. "What's your name?" Mike asked him. "Philip...Phil..." "Well, Phil, it's time we get that dick of yours out of these." Mike pulled the waistband down, and the boy lifted his ass so that the briefs were soon down with the jeans. His dick was a very stiff three-and-a-half inches, and Mike was soon massaging the head. "Wait..." Philip said breathlessly. "I need to ask you something." "Sure," Mike said, without missing a stroke. "See...I've got some buddies. We all jack off together sometimes. Well, this one guy won't, but everybody else does." Philip paused to catch his breath. His attention was split between what he wanted to ask Mike and what his cock in Mike's hand was demanding. "Doing it, I mean, sucking... It's just so fantastic. But none of my buddies wants to do it. I mean, sometimes we jack off. But if I start talking about anything else they all just...don't listen. How can I get them to do it?" Mike was moving his fist loosely up and down Philip's cock. The cockhead was beginning to get a deeper red. "Have you ever thought that maybe you're looking in the wrong place to get blow jobs?" Mike asked. "What do you mean?" "You've got a brother, Phil. He loved it when I sucked his dick. He sent you here the first time, didn't he?" Phil nodded. "He'll suck you." Mike said. "Kent? How do you know? He's only nine. I mean, how can I ask him?" "Just remind him how good he felt when I sucked him to a dry cum. Tell him you want to feel that way. Get your dick out, and get it hard. I think he'll go for it. Especially when you tell him that if he sucks you, you'll suck him." "What?" Phil's attention was now fully on what Mike was saying. Sucking his little brother... He hadn't thought about. "Let me tell you, Phil. Kent's a little guy. He's got a little mouth. Your cock will feel so good in there when he sucks you." "But...he doesn't know how..." Phil said. "Show him. Teach him. Look." Mike held Phil's now raging hard cock up to his mouth and licked lightly on the underside of it, just below the cockhead. Phil gasped. "Good, right?" Mike asked. "So tell him that's what you want him to do. Then get his tongue on your cock and see if he can do it. Or you do it on his cock, whichever. Show him what you want. Tell him everything you want him to do. And be sure to do it all for him, too." Phil had never considered sucking his little brother. But if that was a way to get blow jobs from him...well, it would be kind of hot, too. He grinned at the thought. Sucking his little brother, yeah. Phil's cock was now at Mike's mouth. Mike spoke carefully before it took it all in. "Do it to him the way you want him to do it to you. Teach him." And Mike began to slowly suck the hard dick. Phil groaned. His cock was pressed right to the back of Mike's throat, and he knew it was throbbing like it did right before he cums. "Ooooo...oh yea...I'm going to cum...cum soon..." And before the word "soon" was completely out of his mouth, his cock gave a hard thrust into Mike's mouth, then spasmed with the shooting of the young boycum. Mike continued sucking, but slower, more gently. He was rewarded with another nice shot, and then he tasted the cum as it oozed from Phil's cocklips. Phil was breathing hard, and as Mike looked up at his face he found a huge smile. He stood up. "Oh, dude...that was so hot!," Phil said. "Fucking hot." Mike wiped a drop of cum from his lips and gave his finger to Phil. Phil hesitated a minute, then sucked it. "Kent's lucky to have a big brother," Mike told the younger boy. "But you're the bigger brother. You treat him right." Phil was grinning from ear to ear as he pulled his clothes on. "Listen, Phil. You're the big brother. You treat your little brother right. Understand?" With that advice in his ears, Phil could hardly wait to get home. Unfortunately, Kent wasn't there; he was playing at a friend's house. Phil wandered across the street and went around back. Neal was reading a book in a chair on the patio and didn't see him. Phil stopped and looked at his best friend for a moment. He'd seen Neal grow up, he remembered. They used to fight over the toys in kindergarten. They raced each other up Dennis Hill so many times they'd practically worn a path in the sidewalk. Neal was buried in his book. Phil looked at Neal's light blond hair, a little whispy, darker than Phil's own. He knew Neal would be unhappy if he knew his hair had been messed up like that by the breeze. But Phil thought he looked... He couldn't see the brown eyes fastened on the book, but he'd been fascinated by those eyes before. He'd heard some of the girls last year calling Neal "cute." Yeah, Phil thought. I guess he is... He didn't know why he thought such a thing... Neal finally looked up and saw him. "Hey - spying on me, huh?" "Yeah, right." Phil went over and sat down on another chair. "I didn't think you were going to get that fly yesterday," Neal smiled. Phil always felt good when he saw that smile turned on him. "It was talent," he said. "Nope. Luck," Neal retorted. They'd had arguments like this before. "Got to recognize talent when you see it, buddy," Phil said. "I know luck when I see it," Neal laughed. They were silent for a moment. Phil wished he could tell him about that terrific blow job he'd just gotten from that guy. But he wasn't sure Neal would want to hear about that. "What's the matter?" Neal asked. He could read Phil better than Phil could read him. "Nothing. Just wondering... Neal, look, you should come on out with us for those circle jerks. It's great..." Neal turned his eyes back to his book. "See, it's just that... You know, a guy gets a little horny, and it's just so cool to do it with other guys..." "You want a coke?" Neal interrupted him. "Yeah, sure," Phil said. He watched Neal as he walked into the house. Neal would look pretty good naked, he thought. He's just a year, not quite a year, behind me... He's really in the same grade. And he's a little bigger than Chap or Nick. Maybe his dick is a little bigger than their's, too. Damn it, Phil thought. Neal can be so much fun, but sometimes he just...locks up or something. Neal came back with the cokes, and the two boys sat across from each other sipping their drinks. Phil decided to take the bull by the horns. "Look, Phil, it's not like you don't do it already. Look, we've been friends since I don't know when. I'm not out to get you to do something you wouldn't like. I jerk off all the time, dude. I'm horny all the time." Neal was fidgiting in his chair, his eyes on the table. He acted like he was embarrassed. "You jerk it. You're smart enought to have it figured out, I know you are. It gets hard and you play around with it - everybody does. It's fun to do it with the guys..." Neal was still looking at the table, but Phil wasn't going to stop now. He'd keep plowing ahead. "They all like you, you know they do. And Danny and James are there; I know you like them. We're just a bunch of guy jerking off together. I mean, Chap and Nick can't cum yet, but they have fun. I know you can't cum yet, either..." Neal looked up at him for a moment, then sipped at his coke. "Neal, you just got to. Please. I want you to. I want... We're friends, and friends can do it.." "I don't think so," Neal said quietly. And he refused to talk about it any longer. Phil gave it up. They talked about baseball and TV for a while, then Phil went home to dinner. When Kent came in and sat at the table, Phil remembered the advice from Mike at the store. A live-in cocksucker, he'd said. Phil tried to keep his mind on the green beans and not his hard cock. When it was bedtime that night, Phil made sure the door was closed, even though their parents were in their own room at the other end of the house. With the lights still on, he waited until Kent came out of the bathroom, then he took his briefs off and lay on his bed. He started stroking his cock slowly. And he told his brother that he'd gone back to the store and gotten another blow job. He described it in detail, and he noticed Kent played with his little dick through his briefs as he listened. The boy's nine-year-old weiner was hard. Phil slowly stood, his hard cock pointing in front of him. He continued to stroke it as he walked slowly across the room to stand in front of his brother. Both boys were silent for a while, and Kent's eyes were fastened on the older boy's hard dick, just a few inches from his face. "Getting sucked is so good, Kent," Phil said quietly. "You remember?" "Yeah," Kent answered. Yes, he remembered! He remembered that it felt so awesome he had to clamp both hands over his mouth to keep quiet. He remembered how he felt when he looked into that mirror and saw the big teen bending in to take his little dick in his mouth. He remember it all, every time he played with his dick. And he did it with his hands the way Mike had shown him. And it made him feel so good, until he finally did it, just like he had for Mike. A dry cum, the teen had said. Kent loved it. "You jerk, too, don't you?" Phil asked. Kent nodded. They'd never talked about it, but he knew Phil had seen him moving his hand under the sheets many nights. And though they'd rarely talked about it, they often exchanged grins when Phil lay on his bed and shot his cum. And then there was that night when Phil had let Kent sit there and watch, too. "It feels so good," Kent said, almost in a whisper. "I can do it for you if you want me to," Phil offered. Kent's little dick responded with a movement inside the boy's briefs. "You want me to jerk you off?" Phil asked. Kent couldn't believe it. His big brother, whom he had loved and hated and loved his whole life, who let him watch as he jerked off, was offering to play with his dick. He stared at the hard dick in his brother's hand. Wow, maybe he'd...like the guy at the store... "Why don't we take them off," Phil said, pulling a little at Kent's waistband. In a moment, Kent was as naked as his brother, grinning in excitement and embarrassment. Phil sat down on the edge of Kent's bed and began to finger Kent's dick. He was surprised at how hard it was. It was so little...no more than an two-and-a-half inchs...but as hard as his own cock. Phil looked at it closely. The head, the crown, the little hole -- it was just like his own, but smaller. It was almost like jerking his own dick... Kent began to moan softly. "You like it," Phil asked. Kent nodded, and, as Phil gently pushed back on his bare shoulder, he lay back on his bed. This was amazing, Kent thought. He's so big, his dick so hard -- and he's jerking my dick. "Will you jerk me off if I jerk you off?" Phil asked. Kent nodded quickly. "Oh, yeah, yeah!" Phil sat up on the bed, a little closer. The little dick felt so nice in his hand. He was fascinated by it. He suddenly realized it was the first time he'd ever held a dick other than his own. It was warm. Hard. He continued to fondle, and he felt a thrill that he could make his brother moan in pleasure. Still slowly stroking his own cock, Phil said, "Man, Kent, it just felt so good when he sucked me. When I came, it was lots harder than I ever have when I jerk it myself." He let his hand drop from Kent's little tool. Kent groaned and started to ask for more when Phil asked his question. "Kent, if I suck your dick, will you suck mine?" Phil held his breath. "You want me to suck you?" Kent asked slowly, listening to each word he spoke. "And I'll suck you. And I'll do it just like he did, the guy at the store. He showed me. Please, Kent." "Do I...what about...when you do it?" Kent asked. He felt his brother's leg resting against his own, and the feeling was a nice one. "When I cum? Um...I don't know...I mean, no, you don't have to take it in your mouth if you don't want to. Just suck me, please, Kent." There was almost a note of desperation in Phil's voice. "And then you suck me," Kent was reminding him of the agreement. "I will, and I'll make it good, I promose." Kent sat up so suddenly it surprised Phil. The younger boy took Phil's hard cock in his hand and felt it -- soft on the outside, hard inside, warm, throbbing. His own smaller dick throbbed in response. The cockhead was just like his own, Kent decided. But a lot bigger. Maybe it would be like sucking himself, he thought, only he'd make it cum. He touched his tongue lightly to Phil's cockhead. Phil had been eager for a blow job, but a charge ran through him as his brother's little tongue touched his dickhead. "Oh, yeah, Kent...do it..." He lay back on the bed and watched as his little bro worked on his dick. Kent licked the big cockhead and decided he didn't dislike the taste of it. In fact, he decided, there wasn't much taste at all. But it sure was warm, and he liked that. He'd show his brother, show him that he wasn't such a little kid, after all. He'd show him he could suck a dick. He opened his mouth and slowly took most of Phil's cockhead in, closing his lips over it, then allowing the crown to slide through his warm little lips. Phil groaned. Kent licked the cockhead again, this time inside his mouth. He began to suck. His fingers played with the soft hairs beginning to appear above Phil's dick. Phil placed his hands at the back of his brother's head. He groaned. The feeling was awesome. Kent's mouth was smaller, it was so hot, his tongue felt so good... He pressed on Kent's head and got him to take a little more of his dick into his mouth. His tongue...that tongue... Phil knew he would shoot. He wanted this first blow job from his little bro to last a long, long time, but he needed to cum, badly. There would be other blow jobs... "I'm gonna...cum..." he warned the boy, and he removed his hands from his head so Kent could pull away. But he didn't pull away. He was awkward, and his movements were irregular, but he worked on Phil's hard dick, eager to make his brother do what big boys do. He'd seen him cum, Kent thought, and it wasn't that much. It wouldn't taste bad, he knew that. He wanted it. He really wanted it. "Ohhh....ummmmm...uhhhhhh..." Phil shot three times into Kent's mouth rapidly, and he felt the little mouth tighten as Kent swallowed his cum. That was so fucking...awesome! Awesome... When Kent let Phil's cock drop out, Phil put his hands on his shoulders. "Kent, that was just...awesome. In your mouth! Little dude, you are truely a great little bro." He hadn't hugged Kent in...well, in years. But he pulled the boy closer and hugged him once. Kent was thrilled. He'd pleased his brother. He'd tasted his brother. He'd gotten a hug. He held on to make that hug last just a little longer. "Hey, little dude...don't forget. I get to suck you now," Phil said as he separated from Kent. Phil got Kent settled up on the bed and leaned over his groin. My first dick, he thought. Sucking my very first dick. Somehow, the fact that it was his own brother made it all the more exciting. Somehow the fact that it was hairless, smooth... He opened his mouth and took the little dickhead in. He knew it was small, but it felt so big in his mouth. His lips felt the smooth skin of the thin little shaft as they moved back to Kent's bare pubic mound. Kent gasped. He looked at the sight of his dick held in the mouth of his big brother. Phil sucked his dick in, all the way in! All the way... He could feel Phil's tongue working around his dickhead. Kent threw his head back onto the bed, closed his eyes, and reveled in the sensations. Better than with the guy at the store, he thought in the back of his mind. Better, because it's Phil, my big brother. Kent moaned sounds that urged Phil on. As the little dick was washed over and over by Phil's tongue, the moans became louder. Phil sucked. He really wanted to make this good. Such a little dick...but it felt awesome in his mouth. Phil sucked and licked as Kent came closer and closer to his moment. Phil felt the younger body tighten and tense, and he knew it was time. Kent would have his dry cum in Phil's mouth for the first time. "Awwwwwww... awwww...awwww..." Kent's sounds of pleasure filled the boys' room and his young hips pushed at Phil's face. His dick pressed hard against Phil's tongue, throbbing against it. It got just a bit harder and then thrashed around as Kent's dry cum overtook him. Wow, Phil thought. A dick does all that when it's sucked... When it was over, Phil lay down beside Kent for a moment. He wasn't sure why he did, but he wanted to. And he knew to keept quiet for a little bit to let that feeling fade inside his brother. "So...so great, Phil," Kent finally said. "You got a great little dick, bro." Phil rubbed his brother's head for a second, then got up, turned out the light. Then he decided he wanted to go back to Kent's bed, just for a minute. He leaned down and gave his little bro a quick hug, and then he returned to his own bed. A live-in cocksucker, he thought, as sleep began to overtake him. He smiled a bit. And his brother had a live-in cocksucker, too, didn't he... ------------------------------------ The character of Mike (and the brothers Phil and Kent) first appeared in the series "Mike Gets a Job" (Young Friends May 1 2007). I've also written another series, "Tyler Becomes a Man" (Adult/Youth Mar 23 2007), and the story "Dear Danny and James" (Apr 10 2007).