Date: Fri, 19 Jan 2024 18:47:13 -0700 From: Bill Baker Subject: Brother Nick, Chapter 2, Gay Adult-Youth Attention Readers; This story contains sexual scenes between males older and younger than 18. 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, and some countries, you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, by the author, without the consent of the author or his designated legal staff. Remember unprotected sex is dangerous, always practice safe sex. Don't forget to donate to Nifty. Help keep these stories free and available! Support Nifty. Do you like it or not, any suggestions? Let me know ... boatsonbill@gmail.com Last time; Of course, all men and boys play with their boy toys, when ever they can, and some of us love to play with other boy or man toys too. Cool, Gramps plays with mine some times in the hot tub even in the shower, and I get to suck on his man toy some times, but I use a rubber dick in stead of him using his prick... man toy in my hole. T.M.I. young Nickie T.M.I. What the heck does TMI mean? T.M.I. is "To Much Information". Chapter 2, Brother Nick: Hay it's getting hot in here we should get back to the pool, Nick said Any other place you aren't suppose to go in the club I asked him? Only the weight room, Gram says the machines can be dangerous. Well lets see how about next time you're here I'll take you into the weight room and show you how to use some of the equipment, but only after your grandmother says it's Ok, don't worry I'm good at talking people into doing things. Really you would do that? Oh, and Patrick, I call her Gram. Most of the machines aren't dangerous if you know what you are doing. As we got up to leave, I heard Nick gasp saying holy shit what happened to your back? That's what I brought home from the war we were just talking about, it took over a year for it to heal as far as it has, I swim to excurses the muscles so the scar tissue won't stiffen up and make it hard for me to use my shoulder and neck. If you see me wince every once and a wile its because the scarring hurts some times, back there. Does it hurt all the time Nickie asked? Not usually, only when I'm tired or have over used my shoulder. Back in the pool we swam and chatted for the remainder of the next hour, I stopped at the deep end holding on to the side as he swam up to me hanging on to my shoulder, him being obviously careful not to touch my scares, he was absent mindedly slowly rubbing up and down agents my side. I could see how comfortable he seemed to be getting with me now, I reached and grabbed the side of his stomach muscles finding him ticklish, he let go of my shoulder trying to get away. I told him he could touch my scares if he wanted to, and that just touching would not hurt me, after a bit he let me toss him into the air landing in big splashes, like a lot of kids enjoy, while resting in the deep end again, Nickie was slightly behind holding on to me again, this time he felt the scars on my back and neck just a bit. As he was asking me how I got hurt I reached back to give him a stomach pinch, to lighten up the moment, but this time he raised up just a bit and I grabbed his full-on stiff boy toy, giving it a good quick squeeze. When I felt his hard toy, I let go instantly but he quickly looked me in the eye saying, oh, you're a nasty man, that felt so cool, he said with that devilish grin appearing on his face again, I liked that. I gave him a quick look, saying it's hard, and I actually didn't mean to do that. With a huge grin on his face he said, Yup and getting harder. Hay, he said quietly, you can play with it anytime, I do lots, well you knew that. When his gram came back into the club, we saw her walking down to the deep end where we were still hanging on to the side talking. Hi Gram, Nickie said as I put my hand on his head pushing him under. Pat, don't do... she got out as Nickie sprang out of the water landing on top of me forcing us both under. I felt his fingers cupping my balls, lingered there just a little longer than it had before. I felt him take hold of my man toy and give it a good squeeze. When we surfaced, June was smiling saying I'm glad you boys are getting along so well, do you swim here often she asked me. Just about every night I said, usually from 5 to 9, I try to swim 25 to 30 laps a day. Its so his war scares won't get stiff Nickie said to his Gram. Oh my god I didn't see those, I'm sorry Patrick. Yes well everything is healed and no they don't hurt much anymore I said to Jane. So, Patrick would it be alright if I drop Nickie off to swim laps every so often while I'm on my way to town, if Nicky wants to that is. Nicky said, yes please I would like that Gram and It will be good workout for me to swim laps with Pat. Ok, shall we say like on Wednesday afternoon, I said. How about Monday, Wed and Friday Nickie said. Good for me I said, but when you're here I'm the boss I said directly to Nickie, and I'll get you a locker just bring a combination lock to put on it. Cool Nickie said how are you going to do that? I tried to put a lock on a locker once but was told I couldn't by the lady out front. Don't worry I'll take care of it, now let's hit the showers young sir. Agreed Gram and Nickie said together, we have to get going Gram said, meet you both out front. Way cool Nickie shouted as we raced to the shallow end to get out. Into the Changing room we went, Nickie went to his locker to put his cloths on while I went to the shower. I called out to him; don't you want to wash all the pool water off your body. He called back, a resounding why? Two reasons I said as I dropped my suit on the shower floor, first leaving pool chemicals on your skin can give you a nasty rash, especially under your arm pits and between your legs, that will itch for days. Is that why I itch when I get out of the pool sometimes, he said as he walked up to the mass shower room opening, with his suit untied kind of hanging on his hips, as he looked at me, his eyes got as big as dinner plates. Sorry, sorry he said I didn't mean to look, as he backed away. Woah hold on there I said as I looked at him, what's wrong. Your naked he said, I didn't mean to look. Sure, you did, everybody looks, it's no big deal we both have the same plumbing, or are you a little girl? I'm a boy he said, but your still kind of a stranger and an adult and so much bigger than me he said staring at my man toy. You don't have a tan line, how come? Get under this shower young sir and clean yourself off, I'm still in charge remember. He walked to the shower next to mine with his mouth hanging open, never looking away. Take the shorts off and wash them good that's the second reason you should shower, the chemicals will bleach your suit out in time, I said, which he kind of let go of the shorts and they fell off his hips landing in a heap around his feet, he tried to pull them back up but bumped into me and froze as he bent over. Then he realized as he looked up, he had bumped into my crotch and was staring at my growing man toy, just inches away and slowly rubbing his, by then he was naked himself. He turned his back to me as I said, so how old are you Nickie? He visibly froze for a second time, then turned to face me saying, my Gram calls me Nickie. My friends call me Nick. Ok Nick, say you're pretty well developed down there, I said reaching out to his crotch placing my index finger and thumb on the tip of his boy toy, nice boy toy I said, giving the tip a little squeeze, and you do have a cute ass now that I see it. A nice what? he asked, what was that boy toy thing again? Boy toy, the thing all boys like to play with any time they can, am I right. Well sometimes, ok, a lot, most every day and night, like I said before. I thought so, just like all boys of say 12 or thirteen I said. I'm 13 and will be 14 in three weeks; how did you know? You have some fuzz starting to show down there, now rinse off and let's get out of here, sorry not enough time to beat off. He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face, as he started to pull his suit back on, just leave it off I said as I headed out to the locker room, placing my hand on his bare ass as I moved behind him to the shower exit. To my surprise he didn't react to my hand on his ass. I showed him how to ring the water from his suit then to roll his wet suit up in his towel, so his suit wouldn't drip water on the floor. But I don't have any underwear he said as he pulled his knee length purple nylon gym shorts with a liner in them, on. That's OK it's called free-balling I told him, wearing shorts without any unders, lots of men do it, but your shorts have a liner in them so that's like undies. Gram was waiting in the lobby so we said see ya later and they were gone. I walked up to the front desk and Jill asked if that was a relative or just a friend. I work with Jane over at the plant during the day and Just met Nick, her grandson tonight. He says he will be joining me three nights a week to swim laps so you will probably see lots more of him. Damn if he is going to swim laps in those surfer shorts, he's going to be working damned hard, say have you ever thought about helping with the swim team we have here? Swim team, no, I didn't know we had one. I'll look into that I said as I headed back to the pool area. Hay Patrick, I have a box of used and damn near new suits kids have left behind, can you take them and maybe wash them, pick out some of the good ones, and toss the rest. Sure, I said as I returned to the front desk and took the box with what looked like dozens of swim suits, some of them really nasty but most were good looking. I saw lots of Racing suits Speedos, a couple of Sporty's and several other kinds, thinking Nick, I can find some suits for Nicks. I dropped the box off in the laundry room then put Nicks name on the locker next to mine just past the washers and dryers. As I walked past the washers, I grabbed the box of suits took them out to my Rv. As I was heating up my frozen dinner, I started to look through the suits the first one I pulled out some kid had shit, his pants and just tossed the suit. So, I pulled out a garbage can liner and deposited anything like that in it to be tossed later. I found three adult size suits 16 boys swim suits mostly Speedos, but did find two Sporti suits then 5 girl's suits. I singled out a florescent blue lykra speedo with a strange pattern on it as something that might fit Nick, then a fire engine green Lykra Sporty suit that looked like a Brazilian cut, a size bigger. Most speedo suits were made with a two or three-inch side. The Sporty brand was usually cut smaller, ½ to 1 and a half inch, and was just making its debut in the U.S. after the summer Olympics. Only the bolder swimmer would wear the Sporty brand, I'd hang the two suits in Nicks locker so he could use them in the pool. After supper I took a short nap because the club was open till 11 on Fridays and Saturday. I would be up for a good part of the night, then as I walked into the pool area by the steam room at the North end of the pool area, I noticed several men still in there talking. I walked past them to the laundry area to start a load of towels and those lost swim suits too. I had changed into my onion skin jogging shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt then I walked back into the pool area and over to the steam room I noted that the time was 11:35 so I stuck my head into the room to remind them about the time. Two of them wanted to know who the hell I was, but Danial our head weight room coach told them I was the maintenance man and was just doing my job. As I turned to leave one of the men said shit look at that as he looked at the several wounds that had scarred over from my time in Nam on my right shoulder and back. You in country he asked? Early riverboats I said, had one shot out from under me. That wasn't the 127th a little over a year, no more like two years ago was it. Boat 202 I said, damn near killed us all. I was on boat 224 we were a click behind you; you the bow gunner? I was, sorry I don't remember who pulled me out of the wreckage that day. Well sorry to say it wasn't me, but I watched my crew pull what was left of you out of that mangled wreck from the top cabin gun mount on our boat. Damn the bow of your boat sank seconds after they got you out. Listen brother anything you ever need just call, here's my card, he said handing me his calling card, damn I would have bet anything you didn't make it from that boobytrap, your hole boat like just disappeared in front of us. Thanks brother, I said as I read his card Veterans Lawyer Billy Mann. It was hard to work that night rethinking about my time in the war, but I shook it out of my mind, and did my job. On Wednesday, Jane dropped her Nicky off at the pool at about 5:30 so we started to swim some laps, he was struggling to keep up wearing his flower board shorts. After 20 Laps I told him to hit the steam room, he climbed onto the upper bench sitting right behind me. Once the two other people left the room, he said this is weird I haven't even gotten a stiffy yet, I figured I'd have one the hole time I was in the water swimming with you. Can I touch your scars again he asked, Im sorry but I never saw anything like those? After he felt my scars lightly, he moved down to the bottom seat and sat next to me, as he was examining my scars lower down on my side, he said I didn't even see these the other day, I reached over and lightly squeezed his stomach mussels He jumped snickering at me. That what you were expecting to happen I asked, grinning at him. We swam another 10 laps then played for an hour waiting for Gram to stop and pick him up. At about 8:10 a gray headed man came into the pool area, Nick swam over to him saying hay Gramps what are you doing here? Came to pick my boy up he said, and to meet this stranger you've been talking about all week. He bent over, reached down to shake my hand, and he noticed I had on a sporty suit. Cool speedo, back in my day that's all I wore swimming. Actually its called a Sporti and I found some racing suits that might fit Nick in the lost and found box here at the pool I said. I figured if he was going to swim laps, he would need something better that those surfer shorts I said smiling up at Gramps, what do you think? Sounds good to me He said, you better keep them in your duffel when you get them, till I convince Gram its best for you to wear Speedos at your age. I can just keep them in my locker, Nick said. Your locker? Yah Patrick works here and got me my own locker. Works here? I'm the maintenance man here, or Janitor, what ever you want to call me. I work here after hours 10pm except Friday and Saturday then the club is open till 11pm. I still work a regular shift at the screening plant with Jane though. Ok; now I'm getting the picture, you and Gram have been talking about the same person all this time, cool. Ok I'll meet you two in the lobby; I'll convince Gram you need to have a speedo for swimming laps then you can bring it home if you want. Nick was use to being naked in the shower with me now so we chatted about small things till his boy toy bumped into me feeling like a steel spike had jabbed me. Damn you get hard quick boy, to bad you aint at least 18 then we could do some real interesting things together. Shoot as long as no one finds out it's Ok to do lots of things, gramps and me play some times like I said, so how about it, He said. Not here, at the club I said to risky. Nick pulled his sweats back on, like when his Gram dropped him off, he never even wore his flowered board shorts home but he did stash them in his duffel. See you on Thursday I said as he and Gramps headed out the door. Thursday Gramps dropped him off then picked him up, on Friday Gram brought him, then once we were finished showering after leaving the pool, she asked me why don't you come to dinner tonight at our house. Nickie said please, please I can show you my knife and hand cuff collection, and the dock, the boats. I said thanks that would be great, but I don't have a car, so I can't. Where do you live Jane asked, behind the pool house I pointed to the east side of the pool house. What she said? I have an old RV parked right behind the Pool house, I am the club caretaker here at night, so I'll need to be back by 11pm to do my job here I said. No problem, Jane said I'll wait for you to change then we'll head to our place. I'll have Joe bring you back after dinner. Cool I said. I'll just run to my RV to get some cloths I said, I'll be right out. When I stepped out of my old RV Jane and Nick were waiting for me in her car, just in front of my little home. As I got into the car Jane said that's an old RV, does it run? Not very well I said but I shouldn't have to fix it for a while now that It's parked here so close to both my jobs. Cool place to live Nick said as we headed out to their place. A mile and a half down the road we turned onto the Lake point Road and stopped at the "white house on the point" we called it when I was growing up a mile south on the lake. I've always wanted to see inside this place I said. How's that Nick asked. Oh, I grew up down by the old yacht club and this place kind of sticks out sitting on the point like it does. Coming through the back-kitchen door Grandpa Joe was there and he took the shopping bags Nick and I carried in. Hay Patrick glad you could come to supper, noticing nothing was said about the speedo, Jane thinks it's a good idea he said to me quietly. Head back to my room I'll be right down, then I'll show you my knife and handcuff collection Nick called to me as he dashed off to the bathroom just inside the back door. Down the hall to the left then its the end room, you can't miss it, and don't be surprised if it's messy, Gramps said we'll get dinner started. I sat on what looked like a spare bed forming an L to what looked like Nicks bed, with a laundry basket on it, as I moved the basket to the floor a pair of cotton/Lykra unders that were muted purple fell off the top on to the bed. When I picked them up to put them in the basket I noticed two things, they were small stretchy looking and the crusty stain on the inside front showed that Nick beat off while wearing them. Nick came into his room wearing only a tight pair of light orange unders, identical to the used purple pair. I was sitting on the spare bed waiting for him and he saw me toss his used unders into the basket. Sorry I got such a mess in here he said as he picked up the basket and took it into his private bathroom. I thought you said your gram would never let you wear a suit as small and tight as mine, hell boy those unders are smaller and tighter than even my suit. These are my regular underwhere he said pulling the front out and down slightly. That's quite a collection I said after 20 minutes looking at all of his knives and cuffs, then he asked me what was that you said in the shower a couple of weeks ago about beating up. No, beating off, masturbating, playing with your penis till it squirts, I said. Oh, that he said, I do that a lot, but sometimes I get carried away rubbing it and kind of make it hurt. Do you have any baby oil in your bathroom? I thing so, I don't know, why? Try putting some in your hand then rub it on your boy toy, it will make it slide through your hand easier, keeping you from rubbing your toy raw. Cool, what was that boy toy thing again? That's the thing that all boys like to play with, whenever they can, I said as I pointed to the sizeable bulge in his underwear, touching the tip of my finger to the obvious tip of his boy toy. Your silly, Nick said, but you got some good ideas, here look at this knife it's an M-16 bayonet he said, absent mindedly rubbing his hard boy toy. I guess you do play with that a lot I said as I brushed his hard boy toy with the back of my hand, as he stood up to put the knife on it's display rack, behind my back, bringing out a huge smile from him, and he never backed away or looked embarrassed as I encircled the lowest part of his boy toys nut sac then slowly tracing his hardness to the head and giving it a good squeeze. All the while his grin got bigger as his boy toy got harder if that was possible. Nick went in to his bathroom saying I'll be right out, then after several seconds I heard Dinner is ready soon, as I looked up Gramps was leaning on the door frame at Nicks door listing to him jabber nonstop through the bathroom door. Come on you two he said as he turned around with a smile on his face. Be right there, Nick said as he opened the door to his bathroom a crack, coming out wearing light blue nylon, shorts. Once Nick got to the table, he was told repeatedly to be quiet by his Gram and Gramps as he jabbered on nonstop, about how secure one of his handcuffs was. I mentioned that there was a much easier way to cuff some one that even the strongest person could never get out of After dinner Nick said no way, what do you use to secure the felon if you lost your cuffs, He asked? Secure the two thumbs together with most anything, Zip tie, string, small line, the felon will break his thumbs before he can get them off... This I got to see, Nick said. Grandpa Jim do you have any black electricians' tape handy, I asked. Sure, right in the drawer by the sink in the kitchen. I had Nick get the tape then we all went into the living room, I had Nick put his hands behind him them pulled about 6" of tape off then I put it around his thumbs making sure to secure the tape below the first knuckle on his thumbs. I made it fairly loose so as not to cut off the circulation then told Nick to get out of that. No problem he said I'll just slip, wait I can't get ahold of the tape without my thumbs, hay that's not fair, you tricked me. Gramps came over and looked at his grandson saying I think he got you this time partner, looks like your headed for the lock up, as he tickled him in the side. Seeing that he was ticklish I got on my knees on the other side of him started to tickle his other side. Hay that's not fair you can't both pick on me at the same time He said through his giggles and what not. Is that true I asked Grandpa Jim? Nope don't think so, he said. Once we had cut his bonds from his thumbs Nick insisted, I come to the boat dock to see their boats. A ski Boat, row boats, several day sailors and a canoe then the 16 ft. Catamaran sailboat. I got to change first Nick said, as he said, come on back to my room. Once in the room he closed the door then rushed into his bathroom again saying I got to hurry, just wait out there. As I was sitting on the spare bed again Gramps stuck his head in to the room saying you might as well come out and have some coffee Nicky is probably in his bathroom masturbating again; after you know him better you can see it in his eyes. When he did come out of his room, he was wearing some black short shorts. Don't get your cloths wet Nickie, Gram call to us as we headed to the dock. It's been years since I sailed, but that cat looks like a lot of fun. Gramps won't let me sail it by myself Nick said, maybe we can go sailing some time. I would love to go sailing some weekend, I told him as I looked up at him standing on a row boat showing a nice view of his boy bulge peaking out from the inside of his shorts. Do you want to see our ski float he asked, walking behind the small boat house the ski boat was housed in. Shure where is it, I asked. Follow me Nick said as he slipped out of his shoes, pulled his t-shirt off and dropped his shorts and skimpy unders to the deck, reached down picking his cloths up and hangs them on a wooden hook on the back of the boat house, standing there naked he said its out there, pointing into the darkness, absent mindedly groping his own groin area, he sat on the edge of the dock float dangling his legs in the worm lake water, you coming he asked cause I'm going out to it... don't get your hair wet Gram will know, I said. I dropped my cloths, to the deck saying let's go. If you get your suit wet Gram will know we went swimming he said with that cute grin of his showing. I dropped my sporty onto my other cloths and we slipped into the lake as quietly as we could. We don't want Gram to see us Nick said. Nice float I said as we climbed onto the skiing raft some 30 yards from the end of the dock. Nick pulled himself out of the water between my wide spread legs then cuddled up to me on my lap, to keep worm he said, as he put his hand on my leg saying this is so cool and you didn't even have to tell me to strip. You're the one who stripped first this time I said. It gets easier with practice doesn't it, I said. Seems like you do like to swim naked, cool I said. You would be surprised he said, after maybe 10 minutes, he looked at me not saying a word, he was absentmindedly playing with his own nut sac then said we should head back as he slid off into the water. Yep, I guess so, we entered water again then slowly swimming back to the boat float attached to the dock. I love having my nuts played with, he whispered on the way back, Gramps plays... What was that? Oh nothing, Just I really like having my toys played with, he said quietly. As we pulled ourselves from the water behind the boat house, Gramps handed us each an old towel, saying I thought Gram told you not to get wet? No, she said not to get my cloths WET, and I didn't he said grinning ear to ear. See what I get to put up with, Gramps said to me as he headed back up the dock saying loudly "Keep an eye on the time Patrick" We reached and pulled our cloths off the hooks on the back wall of the boat house, I thought well gramps must have hung my stuff up while we were swimming. We walked back to the house, me commenting on nice shorts, and are you going commando now? Yah I left my underwear on the hook, I wear these most of the time round the house, I got like 10 pair all different colors and I think I like being bear under them now. Cool I said I like the look, but make sure your boy toy doesn't hang below the leg. Then he stopped with a worried look on his face, saying I got to go get that pair of unders, Gram goes canoeing early sometimes, if she sees them, I'm dead. It was getting on to 10 pm when Gramps met us at the head of the dock and said he would run me home. During the drive he said, you know our Nickie hasn't taken to anyone like he seems to have taken to you in all the years he has lived here. I grew up with two sisters in the house, I have to admit, I always wanted a kid brother, I said. By the way I know a little bit of Nick's history and I promise I would ever heart him. Well, it looks like he's chosen you as a friend, and may intrude into your life, becoming a pest. What life I said, I work, eat and sleep not much else. Well don't be surprised if our boy starts to bug you from time to time. And Patrick I have no problem with you talking to him and answering his questions truthfully like you did in his room, about masturbation and such. I don't know why I never thought of baby oil, I thought he was acting funny a few times this last couple of months. Thanks Patrick. By the way that boy will run around naked all day long if we let him, but I never saw him get naked in front of an almost stranger, he must really trust you. Changing the subject, I would love to sail your cat someday, maybe take Nick along too I said. Good idea, you can come over and sail any time you want Gramps said, as he headed back to his place.