Date: Mon, 22 Jan 2007 07:42:02 +0000 From: Shaved Smooth Subject: Brothers - Part 2 I'd hoped that I did not have any more surprises in store, but the weekend had an even bigger one. Late Friday afternoon I got a call from Ted. "Hi, it's me. I've been able to get away from work. I'm on the 8pm train, can you pick me up." So at 8pm I was at the station. It was still very hot so I was just in a t-shirt and shorts. Ted came out of the station grinning, just wearing a pair of denim cut-offs. He wasn't carrying a bag, so that meant he was going to stay with me and borrow my things. Ted was like that. Very charming, but he sometimes just assumed things. Another thing about Ted, he didn't keep his clothes on long, particularly in public. He was wearing his cut-offs very low, probably to prevent his cock from slipping out the bottom. This meant that we got a good view not only of his abundant black chest hair, but his treasure trail and even the top of his pubes. We exchanged greetings and he got in the car. Ted relaxed in his seat and undid his shorts and eased them down slightly, revealing his semi-hard cock and balls. "Can't you wait until we get home". "Jesus brother, it was hot in the train. I need to get dick some air. I expect you do too". With that he leaned over and started to undo my shorts. As I was driving, I could do little but expostulate. "Ted! Really" "Ease up, little bruv. Just getting dick some air." By this time my cock was hard, waving in the air for all the world to see. I looked over and Ted's cock was hard too. Ted's cock is perfect; thick, long and beautifully shaped. It looks good hard and soft. We're both uncut. Ted ran his hand over my smooth pubes. "I like the new look" "Jean-Marc and Nicolle gave me the idea". "The French couple at the party"? "Yes." "You sure had a good time there little bruv! I didn't know you were into guys" "It sort of happened recently. I didn't plan things, the party just sort of happened". "Did you see all the guys who fucked you". "Not all of them, no. I can barely remember all those I did see!" Ted eased off his shorts completely. A lorry driver over took us, tooted his horn and waved. Ted waved back and stroked his cock. "I fucked you on Sunday, good and proper" So that was what his message was about! "I didn't realise you liked guys" "You and me both, it seems little bruv". Ted grinned. By now we'd reached my flat. I live on the ground floor and pulled the car onto the drive, close to the door. I guessed that Ted did not plan to put his shorts back on. We both dashed into the flat, cocks bobbing. "So how about it, bruv. Fancy a re-run?" As an answer I knelt down and took his dick into my mouth, then explored his low slung balls, taking each one in my mouth. His crotch smelled of piss and sweat. I moved my tongue to his hairy crack, it smelt rank and I thrust my nose and tongue in. I cleaned his shit-hole thoroughly; surprising myself at how much I enjoyed the smell of sweat and shit. "My turn now". Ted lifted me up onto the table and started exploring my shaved hole with his tongue. He didn't even bother fingering it but soon plunged his huge cock in, thrusting hard. When he'd filled me full of cum he kissed me. "I've been longing to do that for years" "You should have done it sooner!" Ted grinned, "We'll have to make up for lost time then". We grabbed something to eat, still bollock naked, and then fucked again; this time a little slower. In theory Ted was going to sleep on the couch but though he started there, I found him in my bed during the night. In the morning, Ted got up to piss. He didn't close the bathroom door and I lay in bed watching the stream of piss leaving his cock. I went into the bathroom to piss and Ted sat on the bath watching me. He grabbed hold of my cock whilst I was pissing and I ended up spraying him with my piss. I started to lick it off and moved down to his still dripping cock, exploring his piss slit with my tongue. Needless to say Ted fucked me again. (Well, twice actually as we did it again whilst I was preparing breakfast). I wanted to ask him whether this was cool, whether two brothers should be fucking. I did try, but Ted's never been one for rationalising things and all he did was kiss me and tell me to shut up. So it is what it is and we'd have to see. Ted left Sunday evening, to get back to his job, he had another week of work away. Just before he left he surprised me. "You got that jock strap you wear in the gym" "Yes, why?" "Can I borrow it?" "Its filthy, covered in sweat and piss" "And cum?" "Well, that too. I can get you a clean one". "No, I want that one. The smell will remind me of you and I can cum into it every night. You want me to bring you anything?" This was almost sentimental for Ted. I was shocked, but tried not to show it. "Just yourself. Oh and don't wash. I want to smell the real Ted, not a disinfected one". "Got that!" The week went rather slowly. I was anxious about Ted and what would happen when he arrived. Whether we'd still be fucking or whether he'd change his mind. Still, Friday did come and I collected him from the railway station; this time in his car, a jeep, on his instructions. I realised why when he appeared as he stripped his shorts off and sat there naked, his cock bobbing proudly. "You stink" "That's what you wanted" "You bet" I leaned over and sniffed his crotch. Sweat, piss and shit combined in a heady mixture. "I can't wait". He grinned, evilly. "Well you'll have to" By the time I got home we were both naked. Once indoors I plunged my nose into Ted's crack. The smell was overwhelming. Not only had he not washed but his hole was encrusted with shit. "Said I'd bring you a present. Pleased?" "Not half". Slowly I explored with my tongue and cleaned every bit of his arse, savouring the smell and taste. I then moved on to his cock and balls. Finally I gave his pits a clean. "You going to finish off properly?" At first I did not understand what he meant. But then I lifted his legs to reveal his shit-hole and inserted a finger, then two, finally my cock. He was tight, very tight. It must have hurt but it didn't show and to me it felt good. Afterwards Ted kissed me, hard, tongues and all. "Missed you, little bruv" "Missed you too". After we'd had something to eat, Ted announced that we were going for a drive. The evening was warm and he just wore his cut-offs and boots so I did the same. We drove to what I recognised as a popular cruising area. By the time he'd parked the car, Ted's cock was hard, jutting out the bottom of his cut-offs. He stripped off. "Come on, get naked" "Now" "Sure. I can't fuck you with those on, can I" I stripped off and we got out of the car naked, our cocks hard. I was a little nervous, being so naked in public. There were one or two guys just standing around, smoking. A couple looked at us and one grabbed his crotch. It felt hot, wandering around naked. I thought we'd stop and fuck, but Ted kept wandering about showing off his massive cock. Finally we stopped to watch a three guys fucking. I bent over and pretty soon Ted was fucking me. Another guy who'd been watching the threesome came over and pressed my face to the crotch of his cut-offs. He was hairy and smelt of sweat, his cut-offs smelt of piss and cum. He dropped dropped his cut-offs to reveal his thick cock, its huge piss-slit pierced by a thick Prince Albert. I went down on his cock, relishing the smell of cum, piss and head cheese. His cock and low hung balls were shaved smooth. I explored the balls and then made my way up the crack of his arse; the rank odour leading my on. Once I'd licked the shit out of his arse I paused and realised that Ted had stopped fucking me. He was stood watching, stroking his cock as another guy fucked me, then another and another. In the end I lost count of the number of arses I licked and the number of cocks that fucked me. It was pretty dark when we left and we didn't bother putting our trousers back on, we drove back naked, both smelling of cum. Ted shared my bed that night, there was never any question. Effectively he moved in and we fucked regularly, indoors, outdoors and everywhere. Eventually I plucked up courage to ask the question. "Are we having a relationship?" "Looks like it to me little bruv. Is that OK with you?" "Sure is" With that he kissed me, properly. After we'd recovered I had another thought. "What are we going to tell people" Ted frowned, then shrugged his shoulders. "If they don't ask then we don't have to say anything, let `em draw their own conclusions." "And if they do ask" "Tell them the truth" I could see life was going to be interesting. That night, Ted showed a sentimental streak and suggested that we exchange rings. I realised he was not being as sentimental as all that he was talking about us both having a Prince Albert. I was a bit nervous of having my cock pierced but curious as well and agreed.