Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2005 12:15:41 -0800 (PST) From: Rebel Subject: Caught With Shadow - Chapter 16 Caught With Shadow By Rebel NEW E-MAIL ADDRESS Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between teen Males. If material of this nature offends you, then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. All of the other disclaimers from previous chapters apply. Thank you all very much for the encouragement. I DO answer all emails. Since I've had continuing problems with Hotmail, I have a new address. Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to Rebel7772005@yahoo.com. * * * * * * * * Chapter 16 -- To Help A Friend "Well, how about it Berry? You wanna play around some with me?" Garret asked him. "Oh yeah," he said as he sat up and I could see that he was hard again, "But you know what I'd really like?" Garret just looked at him, waiting for him to continue. Shyly, Berry told Garret, "I'd like you to fuck me," and kinda ducked his head down a little. "Only if you'll fuck me too, Berry," Garret said back to him. Berry jerked his head up and asked, "Really? You want my little dick up inside your butt?" "Sure, why not? Hey, we're buddies right? And buddies share everything. I'm not like David; our fun time is just as fun for you as it is for me, ok?" Garret said as I watched him rise up and launch himself at Garret right over the top of me. I had to chuckle as Garret was surprised at having a bundle of energy in his arms. Berry hugged him tight, and then I watched as Garret tenderly lifted his head and planted a kiss on those cute little rosy lips of his. I saw Berry's eyes open wide and figured that this must have been his first kiss other than maybe family. It didn't take him long to relax into Garret's embrace and start returning the kiss. I was fascinated to watch the transition as Berry got more into it and opened his mouth to have it invaded by Garret's tongue. I knew from personal experience just how good a kisser Garret really is. Even as worn out as I was, I started getting hard again and idly stroked on my cock as I watched this learning experience unfold. Garret maneuvered them around so that Berry was lying directly on top of him and between his spread legs, grinding his hard cock into Garret's belly. I knew what Garret was starting to do, so I got up to look for the KY so he'd have it when he wanted it. I noticed that I was leaking out of my ass from all the fucking I'd gotten from Shadow, so I handed the KY to Garret and mouthed `bathroom' to him. After seeing his nod, I went off to get cleaned up. After sitting on the toilet and shitting out about a gallon of doggie cum and taking a piss, I wiped and then stepped into the shower for a quick rinse off to take care of all the KY and junk all over my legs and butt. I dried off quickly, wanting to get back to the rec room, not wanting to miss anything. As I walked back into the rec room and slid onto the bed beside the boys, I noticed that they weren't fucking yet, so I raised my eyebrows at Garret. "We were waiting for you," he said with a corresponding giggle from Berry. I just smiled and watched as Garret brought his knees back toward his chest and told Berry, "Now, just like I explained to you; scoot up close to me and guide your dick up to my hole. Ahh yeah, that's it buddy, you're started inside. Now don't worry about me, I've been fucked before, so you won't hurt me. Just go ahead and push yourself inside as fast or as slow as you want," Garret said, patiently teaching Berry as they went. I was filled with pride as I saw how considerate Garret was, and never deriding Berry for his small size even though I knew he couldn't be feeling all that much, especially after being fucked by both of our dogs. "Oh god, oh, oh," came out of Berry's mouth as he drove easily into my new boyfriend. `Ummm, I really like the sound of that - boyfriend,' as I thought about our new relationship. I had to really work hard not to laugh out loud as I saw Berry's eyes fly wide open yet again at another wonderful first experience. I flashed back to the first time I ever fucked anyone. Even though I knew Garret, he wasn't my first; it was another friend from the neighborhood. I really enjoyed watching the different emotions going across Berry's face, and reliving my own first time. I looked down at Garret and saw that he was smiling and we locked eyes for a moment, and he grinned even more. As strange as this situation was, I was getting turned on by it, and loved watching Garret getting fucked by someone else. `Hmmm, maybe we'll hafta explore the possibility of getting other guys to join us; this is really neat,' I decided, `I'll talk to Garret tomorrow and see what he thinks.' Berry threw his head back and closed his eyes as he was enjoying the sensations surging through his tiny body. After a few long, gentle strokes, he started speeding up, rushing headlong to the abyss. Garret was caressing Berry's upper body, reaching all the way down to his slim hips and little boy bubble butt. He started rocking with the motion that Berry was making, really getting into the first fuck. `Wow, Garret's really getting into it; Berry must be hitting his button and making it feel good too. Berry's gonna be a real wild fuck in a few years,' I thought. Only a few more strokes and Berry's body went rigid, pushing as deep inside Garret as he could. I marveled at how good a lover Garret was as he pulled Berry tightly into him and he flexed his ass muscles, milking Berry's cock even though there was no spunk cumming out. Berry just collapsed and fell forward into the loving embrace of my lover, gasping for breath. I rolled over closer and stroked Berry's back and butt cheeks, helping him to enjoy the afterglow of his first time. I knew that Berry would remember and relive this moment for as long as he lived, and I wanted it to be perfect. "Thanks guys, that's the absolute bestest," he sighed out as he was lying there, not moving a muscle. Garret lowered his legs back to the bed, so I knew that Berry had softened and slipped out of his butt. "So... how was it babe?" I asked Garret. "It was really great; Berry might be small still, but he's just the right size to hit my prostate every time he pushes in. It was different from you and different from Sandy; I can't describe it, but it was really, really great," he said and gave Berry a tight squeeze. It was quite different being in this position; I was part of the fuck when it was going on, and then to listen to each of them talk about it afterward. Hearing them talk was making me harder again, and I felt like I was getting more turned on, even though I was worn out. "You really think I did ok huh," Berry voiced, "Did I make you cum?" And he pushed his upper body up enough so he could see Garret's cock. I looked too, and saw that Garret was as hard as I've ever seen him, with his foreskin pulled back almost completely. "Nah, I didn't shoot, but that's ok," he said, "I can just jack off." "Unh-uh," Berry said, and popped up off his chest to sit between Garret's legs. "A deal's a deal. You told me that what's good for one is good for both, right? Didn't you mean that? You got me to fuck you, but now you won't fuck me? What do you--" I could see that he was working himself up again, so I reached over and put a finger to his mouth. "Susssh buddy, that's not what Garret meant, and I think you know it, don't you," I told him. He hung his head down, took a deep breath, and then said, "I'm sorry Garret. You guys have been great letting me hang with you and sharing your secrets with me and all. I guess I am just a little brat like David says." Taking Berry's hands, Garret looked him in the eyes and said, "Berry... buddy... you ARE my friend -- our friend, and because of that I was worried about you." Berry just looked at him with puzzlement written all over his face. "You've had quite a workout tonight; especially for your first time. And as you friend, I'm just worried that it's too much and maybe you need to rest," Garret told him. "And you are awfully small Berry, and both of ours dicks are pretty big. We just don't want to hurt you," I threw in. "But I been practicing'," he whined, "And I really, really want to -- pleeeze," and looked at us almost in tears again. "What do you mean, `you been practicin'?" I asked him. "I saw you fuckin' Garret one night and I saw the way he liked it, so I figured that if he liked it that much, then I was gonna try it. So the next time I was in the bathtub, I soaped up my butt and my fingers, and started putting them up inside me. I could get three of them up there, but when I tried four, I couldn't get my hand around far enough to do it, so I started to look around the house for something else. I used a carrot, but it was too small; my fingers felt better, so I kept looking. Finally, I found some candles, like the ones you got on the dinner table. They were a little bigger around, but they were real long so I had to work it around a little to get it to go in farther. That was ok, but then I couldn't move it around inside of me," Berry explained, and as he talked, I had a picture in my mind of this little boy working one of those long candles up inside his ass. He musta had it so far up his intestines that it was rubbing on his stomach. "Then I found some other candles in the garage that said they were `mergency candles. Those are just right; they're almost xctly the same size as your dick -- a little bigger than Garret's. The only thing different is they don't got no skin on them like you guys dicks do," he said with a grin, "And I been doin' that to my butt almost every night for a month or so. I just know a real, live dick would be so much better, and you promised Garret..." "Are you sure about this Berry?" Garret asked once more. Berry was getting exasperated when he looked up at him and said, "Yeeessss, I wanna do it." "Ok buddy -- I wanna do it to you too, but I just worried about hurtin' ya," Garret responded. Then I saw a strange look come across Berry's face that I can only describe as `puppy love' and he lurched forward and gave Garret a big wet kiss. It was a quick kiss, and when Berry pulled back, he told Garret, "Thanks Garret, you guys are the first ones who ever cared about me -- cared about hurtin me... and... and I still want you to fuck me." "Ok little one, you got it. Dillon, would you hand me the KY?" he asked. I grabbed it up and said, "I'll grease his ass for you," to which they both giggled. When I looked up to see what was going on, I saw Berry blush halfway down his back. "Berry doesn't need any grease, he took care of that before he came over, didn't ya Berry," Garret said and I saw Berry nodding vigorously. "Well, that explains why you were able to finger fuck him so easy earlier -- I wondered about that," I said, and they both laughed at my surprise as I handed the gel to Garret. He moved Berry back a little and sat him on his thighs, and then he squeezed out a little bit of gel and stroked his very hard cock a couple of times. Berry was fascinated, watching every move; I guess he's never seen anyone lube up an uncut cock. "Ok Berry, here's what we're gonna do. I'm gonna lay here just like I am, and you're gonna crawl up over me on your knees, and then sit back down on my hard cock. That way, you're in control of everything -- how fast or how slow; how deep, everything, ok?" As soon as Berry got the idea, he was on his knees and moving up onto Garret's chest. I just lay back to enjoy the show. Berry reached behind him and guided Garret's dick to his little hole. I could see the look of worry on Garret's face, but decided that this was Berry's show -- he wanted it so badly. I saw Garret's cockhead come in contact with Berry's hole and the pucker start to open, but then the little kid slid down about halfway onto Garret's cock, and then I heard, "Oh, oh, oh, owww," and he rose back up off his cock. Neither Garret nor I said anything -- we'd already said our piece. After a few seconds, Berry started in again; this time a LOT slower. I watched, intrigued, as Berry's little hole gradually accepted more and more of Garret's hard cock. When Garret was about halfway inside, I saw that Berry had stopped and looked up to see a look of grim determination on his face. I almost said something, but then thought, `well, he knows what he wants and whether or not he can take it,' so I decided to let him go. Berry then rose up a little and started bouncing up and down on Garret's shaft, gradually getting more and more impaled with every stroke. Finally, Berry was seated firmly on Garret's pubes and was grinning from ear to ear with his accomplishment. "Just sit there and get used to it Berry," Garret told him. Berry relaxed, and gradually his facial features started to register pleasure instead of the worry that was once there. He started shifting around, backward and forward, left and right, without actually raising himself and seemed to be enjoying the full feeling that I knew he was experiencing. This made Garret groan loudly and he slid his hands up Berry's leg all the way to his hips. From there, he reached one hand over and stroked Berry's again hard cock. "Oh gawwwddd," Berry moaned from the new sensations coursing through his small body, and he then rose up for the first time almost to the tip of Garret's cock. He held there for a few seconds, and then dropped all the way back down to his pubes. "OH FFFUUUUUCCCKKKKK!!!!" he moaned as he dropped, obviously enjoying the trip. He then started back up and gradually got into an easy rhythm that both he and Garret were both enjoying. Berry wasn't at the right angle for his prostate to be getting much action, and he didn't seem to know how to move to make it better. He was concentrating more on the feelings of fullness deep within his ass, and on making it good for Garret. After about five minutes of Berry's gyrations, I could tell that Garret was getting close. His breath was getting more ragged and his legs were out stiff on the bed. I reached underneath Berry's bouncing butt and stroked and fondled Garret's churning ballsac. "OOOOhhhhhhh GOOOODDDDDDD, I'm ccuuummmmiiiinnnnnnggg," he moaned out loudly, and I could see his shaft pulsing as his shots of cum were finally being expelled. "Oh woooowww, I can feel him shooting inside of me," Berry sighed, and he slowed his movements as Garret rammed himself as deep into that virgin ass as he could get, holding Berry's tight little body close to him. Berry sat back down on him, gradually easing them both back down to the bed. I watched as Berry's asshole seemed to flex and milk the cum from Garret's dick embedded solidly inside. I could see that some of Garret's cum has slipped outside and added to the lube already there. They stayed in that same position for quite a while, enjoying their afterglow as they looked lovingly into each other's eyes. Garret was the first to speak, and said, "Berry, I never would have guessed that you could take all of my cock inside. That was great," and he smiled up at him. Berry got a mischievous look on his face and said, "See, told ya I could do it," he beamed down from his perch, still sitting on his throne. As I watched this interplay, I noticed that I was so turned on that I was leaking and I wanted some of that sweet little ass. "Well, you ready for some more; or would you rather wait for another time?" I asked him. Berry looked over at me and grinned, then started to raise his butt up from Garret. I heard a sloppy `pop', and both of them giggled as Berry slid his leg over to the side and looked at me. "Yeah, I want some more... aaahhh... right now... the same way?" Berry asked. "No, I think you're ready for a normal fuck... like doggie style. You up for that?" I told him. "Oh yeah, oh yeaaahhh," he said as he got off the bed standing next to us. "That would be wild... c'mon, what are we waiting for?" he said as he pulled on my arm. I chuckled and looked over at Garret who was just lying there and enjoying himself. I got up and told Berry to kneel next to the bed, and then to lay over the edge, resting his chest. I crawled up behind him as he spread his legs, and I could see that some of Garret's cum had started to leak out. I grabbed a towel and wiped off most of the mess so I could see his cute, little, hairless hole. It was so inviting, I just had to get my tongue down there and started licking his crack from his tiny ballsac all the way to the top. "Oh wwoooowwww," Berry moaned, "That's wonderful," and pushed his hips back. I located his tight little pucker, and with ease I was able to push my tongue inside, being rewarded with a flood of my boyfriend's sweet juice. Berry giggled and moaned, then said, "Dillon, that tickles... but feels sooooo good," as I kept poking at his hole and working on the entry. I pulled back, and knee-walker right up behind that sweet looking ass. I figured that Berry was well lubed, and open for me, so I just aimed my exposed cockhead to his pucker, and when I made contact, I just pushed all the way into him. We both moaned, loud and long, as I sank deeper that anyone had been before. That seemed to stimulate Berry to new heights and he pushed back at me, thoroughly enjoying the assault. We set up a mutually satisfying rhythm of me pushing forward, and he pushing back that got me surprisingly hot a lot sooner than I had expected after the long fuck session with Shadow. I was determined that this be a lasting memory for him much like my first time was, so I rose up a little and started hitting his immature prostate with every thrust into him. "Oh, oh, oh, oh," he started chanting and I reached around his side, feeling that he was as hard as I've ever felt. I was getting closer to shooting, so I stroked on his little pricklet in time with the thrusts I was making into is ass. Suddenly, he moaned loudly, "OOOhhhhh, Dilloooonnnn," and I felt his body convulsing under me. The vise-like pulsing on my cock was more than I could stand, and I shoved my cock as hard and as far inside of him as I could go, slamming him against the edge of the bed as I shot volley after volley up his butt! After what seemed like an hour, I looked up to see the smiling face of my lover looking back at us. I remembered then how forceful I had been on the poor boy under me, and immediately became concerned that I had hurt him. I gently pulled out of his prone body, grabbed a towel that was proffered by Garret, and cleaned Berry's backside, looking for any damage or blood. As Berry started to show signs of life and I didn't see any damage, I backed up a couple of steps, wondering what he would say or do. He looked back at me with a smile on his face, turned and threw himself into my arms, toppling both of us to the carpet, kissing my face and my lips, and finally met my lips hotly and forced his tongue inside. After several minutes of feeling overwhelmed by this bundle of post-orgasmic energy, he pulled back and looked down at me saying, "Dillon, that was wwooonnnderful -- better than I had ever expected! Thank you, than you," and started to kiss me again. `Well, so much for worrying about hurting him,' I thought as he continued his kiss and I saw Garret crawl over the edge of the bed above us. "Well, are you guys done?" he asked and chuckled at the same time. Berry looked over his shoulder at him and I could see him blush as he started to stand up. "Yeah, sorry Garret, I didn't mean to take over like that... but it felt sooooo good," he tried to apologize. "I'm glad you enjoyed it Berry, but it's getting late, don't you think you need to get back home?" he asked, and I could see that he was ready for some `alone time' with just the two of us. "Yeah, I guess I'd better," he said as he moved over to where he'd left his clothes and we got back up onto the bed. He dressed rapidly, giving his sore butt a couple of rubs, then came back over to us. "Thanks guys... for being so great to me. It was all the bestest I could ever imagine. And don't worry, I won't never say nuthin' to nobody -- especially `bout Shadow," as he looked over at me and again blushed. "Maybe I can try that sometime... uuh... after I get bigger though," he giggled. "Thanks Berry, I'm glad you liked it," I told him, "And I'm sure we'll be good friends now." "Yeah man, we trust you now, and you are our friend -- otherwise I wouldn't have let you in tonight buddy," Garret told him, and gave him a hug, getting up to see him to the door. Berry leaned over and gave me a quick kiss, then turned and headed out the door. I watched intently as his cute little butt wiggled in his tight shorts and thought, `Wow, that was some fuck!' After he left, Garret locked the door and returned to the bed. We were both still warm from our activities, so we flopped down on top and talked for a while. "I was so shocked and pissed at you when I looked up and saw Berry there," I told Garret, lightly caressing his hip as he lay facing me. "Yeah, I know," he kinda chuckled, "I figured that since he'd been watching all this time, and had already seen everything except us with the dogs, that I might as well show him everything." "Yeah, what's with that? How did he see us?" I asked Garret. "Through those windows up there," he said, pointing to the open windows high in the room. "Wait a minute, those are too high for anyone to see in," I told him. "Everyone except Berry. Remember where is bedroom is? Upstairs at their house?" he responded. Still not catching on, I said, "Yeah... so?" "Remember, our backyard is sloped up to his house and his room is high and on the back," Garret told me. It finally made sense, and I started to chuckle too. "That little shit," I giggled. "Yeah, he's probably watching us right now, as oversexed as he is," Garret said. "Well, then maybe it's a good time to turn off the lights," nodding toward the door and the overhead light as I reached for the desk lamp close to us. Garret scooted out of bed, and I waited until he turned off the overhead and came back to me before I switched off the lamp. As we snuggled close, I asked him, "What do you think we can do to help the poor kid? We really hafta help him with that asshole brother of his," and started thinking hard on it. After several minutes, Garret looked over at me and said, "I don't know, but I agree with you, we really do have to do something to help. Besides, I kinda liked doing him tonight. He really has a tight ass." "As compared to me, huh?" I said. That earned me a poke in the ribs. "You know what I meant. Besides, you sure seemed to enjoy it too, as I remember," giggling as he said it. "Yeah, I know what you mean, and yes, he is tight, and yes, I did enjoy it. But I like doing it with you more cause I love you," I told him. I just held him and I thought he started convulsing, then I felt something warm and wet on my side, so I pushed him back a little so I could see his face. When I saw tears, I got worried. I must have conveyed that to him because he said, "I so much like to hear you say that baby, I've loved you for so long," and he pulled back into me. I felt so at ease and at peace, I snuggled in close and we fell asleep in each other's arms. Sometime during the night, I woke up when I felt cold. I reached for the covers and pulled them over us, looking again at Garret peacefully sleeping next to me. `This is how I want it to be forever,' I thought and fell back to sleep. The next day after school, Berry again walked home with us and kept thanking us profusely for the great time he'd had and for making him our friend. It was difficult getting a word in edgewise, but it was fun watching him bubbling all over as he bounced along with us. When we came to our corner, he gave us each a big hug, then bounded up the hill toward his house. We continued on down the street and were greeted by both dogs as we walked through the gate and went in the house. After we changed clothes and got us a snack, we headed out back to throw the Frisbees for the dogs and give them some exercise. After about half an hour and having the dogs thoroughly tired, at least for the moment, we headed in the back door to watch a little TV. Since we had the blinds open, when we were surprised with a knock on the back door, we looked over and saw that it was Berry, so we just waved him in. As he moved through the door, we could see that something was wrong with the way he moved, and were both shocked when he turned around, sporting quite a shiner that was really gonna look bad. We jumped up to help him, knowing probably what had happened. "Asshole David beat up on you, didn't he?" I asked. "Does it show?" Berry kinda chuckled as we sat him on the couch and looked at his face. He was struggling with his shirt, so Garret reached down and pulled it up for him. We were not prepared for what we found. All over his chest and arms were marks that looked like they would come to bruises as time went on. "What the hell did he do? Use a baseball bat on you?" I asked, shocked at what I was seeing. "No, just his fists and his feet," he replied. Seeing our uncomprehending expressions, he continued, "When I was coming out of my room heading over here, he yelled at me to get him a Mountain Dew. So I went to the kitchen and got him one, then after I took it back to him, he thanked me for not squealing on him about yesterday, but when I turned to leave, he caught me on the back of my head and bounced me off the doorway. Then he told me that I had it coming since I was so clumsy to fall on the stairs. Then I did something stupid and took a swing at him." "Damn Berry, he sure did a number on you. What did you mean by him using his feet?" Garret asked. "Well, after he took the hit from me, he got so mad, he just kept hitting me, and when I fell on the floor and curled into a ball which usually makes him stop, he just started kicking me until I was really crying hard. Then he just laughed and told me how stupid I was to try to hit him, grabbed his keys, and stormed outta there. I hurt all over but I knew you guys would help me, so I came over here," he explained. "I gotta go get mom," Garret said and headed for the stairs. "NO!" Berry yelled. "Don't tell her... pppllllleeeeeeezzzzeeee?!?!" he begged, stopping Garret in his tracks. "Berry, you're hurt. We gotta get you to a doctor or something," I said. "Nooooo," he whined, "It's been worse. I'll be ok; I just need to get some ice and lay down for a while. I just needed your help with everything, but I can't tell your mom. She'll make a fuss to my folks and make a big deal out of this, and that will only make things worse. I know, I've been going through this forever," he told us. "Shit!" was about all I could say as Garret slowly came back over to us and sat next to Berry. We both looked at each other and finally I shrugged, giving in to the little guy. "Ok, but what do we do to help. Why didn't you just call? You didn't need to come all the way over here." "And if I'd called... who would answer the phone?" he asked. "Well, I guess mom would have," Garret answered, "And then she would have yelled down here to me." "Yeah, and then she'd know it was me, and then all the questions, and then when I asked you come over quick..." he kinda left up in the air. "Yeah, I see what you mean," Garret conceded. "So what do we do now?" I asked. "Well, I need to get back home before I really start hurting... and I could use your help with some ice and things... but I need something else right now though," he almost whispered. Garret and I looked at each other, then Garret asked, "What's that?" "I... ahh... need you to look me over and see if he broke the skin anywhere." When we didn't immediately understand, he stood up and dropped his shorts to the floor. His beautiful little butt was covered with the same welts that he had on his chest, and I finally figured out that when he was down, David really worked him over -- all over. I got on my knees and looked at his upper legs, then reached for his little ballsac and lifted it gently. There was a sharp intake of breath, so I made it quick. Between his legs was a bruise, but it didn't look like there was any broken skin. "Did he hit you there too?" I asked him, and he just nodded. "Right in the balls?" "Noooo, just on my butt, kinda between my legs. Does everything look ok?" he asked. "Yeah, I didn't see any cuts or blood or anything, but you're really gonna hurt tomorrow. What are you gonna tell your parents?" I asked him. "I dunno, I'll think of something -- I always do," and he sounded so resigned to it that I felt like I should just hug him, but I knew it would hurt. "Ok... so... now we just need to get you back over the fence and into your room, right?" Garret asked, and Berry nodded. "Dillon, can you carry him like you did yesterday?" he asked me. "Yeah, sure, if it doesn't hurt too much," I told them. "Not as much as having to fight with that ladder coming over here," Berry chuckled, then held hid ribs as he had tried to laugh. We helped him get dressed again, then I squatted down and lifted him up on my back. Garret held the door for us, then ran to the ladder to make sure things were ok. After we were all on the wall, he lifted the ladder and let it slide down the other side. `Hey, he's getting good at this,' I thought as I watched him work. We made it down the ladder and were walking across the yard when Berry said, "I remembered to unlock the door this time," and giggled, then groaned as we walked onto the patio. Garret got the door and I headed upstairs. Somewhere along the way to Berry's bedroom, we lost Garret. After I set Berry down on his bed, Garret came in with the same ice bag from yesterday, filled and ready to go. `That's my baby,' I thought, `always ready with just the right thing.' He walked over and placed it on Berry's chest, then started giggling. When we both looked at him, wondering what he was thinking, he said, "I guess it's gonna take a few more ice bags," then we all broke out laughing -- until Berry couldn't take it and grabbed his sides. "We gotta do something Berry," I said to them, "We hafta help you get out from under this asshole. There has to be something we can do to get him to quit beating on you. Is there anything in his room that we can use?" I asked him. "I doubt it; he always does things when we're here alone. Besides, he always locks his door when he leaves," Berry told us. "Oh really," Garret said, "It was open yesterday when I came in through the window," and looking back out the door, "And it's open now." We all looked at each other until Berry said, "Oh yeah, that's where he was beating on me, so I guess when he got so mad and left, he forgot." I helped Berry get up and we walked into David's room. I figured that even if he came home, there were three of us now, and I was pissed off enough to do some real damage to the bastard. There wasn't a lot around except a LOT of dirty clothes scattered all over. It even stank inside his room. "Doesn't he ever clean up in here?" I asked Berry. "When it really starts smelling bad, then mom makes him clean it, but he usually just makes me do it when we get home from school the next day," he told us. That gave me an idea -- maybe he had a jack off towel or something he used to clean up with. After all, most of us guys did. "Berry, you said he usually jacks off every afternoon after school," I said, and Berry nodded. "What does he use to clean up with? Does he use a towel or something?" "Nah, he either makes me eat it, or he just cums inside the panties he wears, and then throws them over in the corner with the rest until wash day," he answered. Garret and I just looked at each other, and I saw a grin slowly start on Garret's face as we both seemed to have the same idea. "What do you mean `panties'?" I asked him. "You know, girl's panties... like these," he said as he bent over and retrieved a pair of lacy, blue girl's panties. Garret and I just grinned at each other as I reached out and examined the remnants all over the front of the frilly thing. "Damn, he must shoot one hell of a load," I said as I was looking at the crotch and front. "Nah, he doesn't shoot as much as either of you guys," and he chuckled until he hurt again, "He just uses the same ones a bunch of times until they get too stiff to use, then he gets another pair out. When he don't got any more, he makes me wash them out so mom don't find `em. He prob'ly has his newest ones under his pillow; that's where he usually hides them." Garret stepped to the head of the bed and picked up the pillow. There was as pair of red frilly, lacy panties lying there, and they looked wet. Garret hooked a finger in the leg hole and lifted them up. "Ewwww, they're still wet," he said and dropped them back on the bed. He threw the pillow back on top of them and we walked back to Berry's bedroom. I had the germ of an idea... "Ahhh... Garret, do you sill have access to your family's digital camera?" I asked him, and when he nodded, I turned back to Berry. "You said that David makes you suck him right?" "Yyeeaahhh, why?" he responded. "Does he make you both get undressed when you do it?" "No, he won't let me even touch myself, and I always have to have my pants on, but I can't wear a shirt; he wants to touch my skin. He always wears the panties and just pulls `em down to get his dick out. Why? What have you got in mind Dillon?" As I laid out my plan, I saw smiles creep onto both of their faces. We talked over a few points and made it better, then decided to meet after school and walk home. We left Berry grinning from ear to ear, thinking about finally getting back at his brother, but not before he gave us big hugs and kisses, and thanked us about a dozen times for being friends with him. After school, Berry was waiting for us at the front door, barely containing his energy. He fairly bounced up to us as we walked down the steps. "You guys all set?" he asked as we turned and started home. "We are, but we're worried about you -- are you ok with all this?" I asked as I watched him walk with difficulty, so I reached over and took his book bag from him. "Yeah... I'm hurtin' but I'll make it to get him off my back," he said as he gritted his teeth. I sure had to hand it to this little guy; he sure had guts. "Are you sure he'll be there?" Garret asked. "Oh yeah, he'll be there. He likes to rub it in the day after, and before he left the house this morning, he slapped my head and told me to be sure to not be late getting home tonight -- that he had a `surprise' for me. I know that he'll be there, and prob'ly stroking it right now," he said with a sneer. "Ok then, we'll go on home to Garret's then get over the fence as soon as we can. We'll have to change clothes to satisfy his mom, but Garret's got the camera all ready. Is there gonna be any problem getting in the door?" I asked Berry. "Not a bit. I know he'll be upstairs and he'll prob'ly yell at me to get my ass upstairs just as soon as I get there, but I'll go into the kitchen and make sure that the sliding door is open. When you guys go upstairs, be sure to step over that third step; it creaks and he'll hear it, but otherwise the carpet will cover everything. I'll make sure that I take my time getting up the stairs and changing clothes; after all it's his own damn fault I hurt so much. He'll yell at me like crazy, but he won't help me; I can guarantee that!" he spat out. "Don't worry buddy, it'll all be over soon. Remember, after the picture is taken, you'll have to tackle him if he tries to take off after us; are you up for that?" I asked him and gave him a shoulder squeeze before I saw him wince and pull back. "Yeah, I'm more than ready! That bastard owes me; owes all of us, and I really want this," he said to me as he looked up with tears in his eyes. I could only nod; the lump in my throat was so big. About then we got to our corner and split up with us almost running to Garret's house while Berry slowly made his way up the hill. We rushed in the back door, barely petting the dogs; we'd make it up to them later. We hit the door with a yelled "Hi mom," and rushed up to Garret's room to change clothes. As we were leaving, Mrs. D. barred the way for our escape. "Hold it you two; what's goin' on that you're in so big a hurry?" she asked. We just looked at each other, then Garret said, "We told Berry we'd check on him right after school, and I'm sure he's waiting after being stuffed in that house all day." We'd told her last night that Berry wouldn't be goin' to school because he overdid the day before and his ankle was hurting him. "Oh... ok... I've just never seen you guys so excited about much of anything; I'm glad that you're being such a good friend to him. He needs all the help he can get. Well, get goin', he's probably going stir crazy over there alone all day," she said. "Thanks mom, you're the greatest," he said and gave her a peck on the cheek. We rushed out of the house and over to the ladder that we had left there the night before. We crawled up to the top of the wall, moved the ladder down the other side, and headed for the door. It was unlocked and we entered as quietly as we could. As we approached the stairs, we heard voices yelling back and forth upstairs. We could hear who we assumed was David telling Berry to hurry up and get his ass over there, that he was waiting for his hot mouth. Garret and I eased our way up the stairs, missing the third one, and waited on the landing. I stuck my head around the corner into the hall and saw Berry, wearing only his shorts, headed across the hall. When he saw me, he smiled and showed me five fingers. I sure hope that he meant five minutes before we were to come in on them. I relayed what I'd seen to Garret and we both tiptoed down the hall toward the noises. Our plan was that Berry would work his way around to make sure that David was in the best position for a really good picture. I sure hope he can pull it off; there won't be a second chance. As we got closer to the door, we could make out David's voice talking softly to Berry; more like a brother should, but it wasn't sounding like a brother. He was making the `oohhhs' and `aahhhhs' of sex and telling him how nice it felt. I got on my knees and peeked around the corner to see if there was anything I could see. After I got an eyeful, I motioned Garret back a few steps. I stood up, leaned next to Garret's ear, and whispered, "Berry has him spread-eagle on the bed with his feet toward the door. He's bent over his crotch giving him head and David's eyes are closed. The picture looks great, and I think you can probably take several before he comes after us. Take whatever you can and then run back to your place. I'll stay here to protect Berry like we planned. You ready?" He looked down at the digital camera in his hand and saw the green lights, then he looked back at me and grinned an evil grin. "Yeah, ready," he said and we turned and tiptoed into the bedroom. I found the scene to be hot to watch and was quite surprised to see the size of David's cock, but I was more surprised to see that Berry had most of it going into his mouth on the downstroke. I stepped aside and let Garret aim for a good shot. When the flash went off, Berry was at the top of his stroke, showing almost all of David's cock to the camera. David's eyes snapped opened, but it took him a few seconds to understand what was going on. In the meantime, the flash recharged, and Garret snapped another picture just as he was starting up off the bed, still holding Berry's head by his hair, and his cock and balls pulled out of the frilly, red panties. Garret backed out of the door as I was starting to get in position to stop David. As I looked at him I saw that we were just about the same size; my last growth spurt helped. David stood up on the bed yelling at us to get out just as Garret snapped a third picture -- full frontal, spread legged, and his mouth wide open, yelling at us. I was starting to get worried that Garret wouldn't make it out of the house in time; David was starting off the bed, when suddenly I saw Berry's hands wrap around David's leg and haul him down. David fell forward and landed flat on the floor, knocking his breath out. I saw a fourth flash and chuckled at the picture that I saw. David was laying spread on the floor with his cute ass covered with row after row of lace on the butt of the red panties. "Get home and get the pictures printed and come back if I'm not there yet," I told Garret as I stepped over to the prone body. "Berry and I can handle this piece of shit," I said as I sat on his butt and put my weight on his shoulders. Garret vanished and I could hear him on the stairs as Berry joined me on the body of his brother. David was so mad he was able to get rolled almost over to his back before I was able to hold him again. About then a whirling dervish came past me pummeling the prone body. "YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH! YOU GOD DAMN PIECE OF SHIT!!" Berry was screaming as he was hitting him all over his face and chest. I thought it was only just, so I leaned back out of his way and let him get his licks in. I didn't know if he could really hurt him or not, but I felt that he needed this -- for his own peace of mind. Berry ran out of steam pretty quickly; I guess his own tired, hurting body wasn't up to a lot. David wasn't fighting back anymore, but seemed to be trying to get away from his little slave boy. I took a chance and raised my butt a little, giving him some room, and was astounded at what happened. To Be Continued...