Date: Tue, 30 Dec 2003 13:43:40 -0800 (PST)
From: Bart Hanks <bart384@yahoo.com>
Subject: Luke Girardi's Bone (Part 3)

(Author's note - this is a work of fiction based on
the younger brother in CBS' "Joan of Arcadia.").


Luke awoke slowly the next morning, trying to hold on
to something he had been dreaming.  He knew it had to
do with school, something about a locker room and
showers.  He wanted the dream to keep going, because
he was enjoying it.  The dream had made him happy and
seemed wonderful in the way in which some dreams can
be.

But then he was fully awake.

"Damn" he said. He realized he had been dreaming of
guys.  He was embarrassed.  He didn't know why he
would have dreamed that.

Then the events of yesterday and last night came back
to him.  The three guys in the bathroom, having to
suck a guy's dick, then back home with Kevin and the
hand job and blowing Kevin.  And how the family had
come home and Kevin promised to return the favor last
night.

The family dinner had been a jumble of things: his
father was late because of police work, Joan seemed
off in her own little world, and his mother kept
trying to start conversations that nobody carried
through on.

When Kevin wheeled away from the table, Luke called
out "See you in a minute, Kev."

"Well I'm glad to see you two boys getting along so
well" his mother said.

Luke flushed as he glanced at Kevin.  Kevin's eyes
twinkled as he replied, "I'm just helping him a little
on a project at school.  It hasn't been that long
since I was in his shoes."

Kevin wheeled to his room, and a few moments later
Luke left the table.  His dick was staying hard, no
matter how much he tried to think of other things.  He
tried not to run as he went back to his room.  After
waiting a moment, he went through the bathroom into
Kevin's room.

Kevin was at his desk when Luke came in.

"Hi Luke, what's up?"

Luke hadn't expected that.  "Well...um, er...you know.
 We had an agreement."

"I know that. But what are you doing, do you want to
just walk in here and expect me to blow you?  Am I
some kind of service provider?"

"You said you'd do me if I did you.  I did my part."

"Look, Luke.  You don't know what it's like to have to
beg your little brother to blow you.  Here I am, I
can't get any sex at all, and now you just want to
bargain with me when I'm just asking for a little
pleasure."

"Well I thought that's what we agreed to."

"Maybe, but don't act like I owe you something, like
you own me or nothing."

Luke felt uneasy when Kevin got in one of these dark
moods.  "Well...what should I do?"

"I've just eaten.  Let's wait a while."

"Kevin, I need to do my homework.  Come on, man, you
said you would do this."

Kevin's dark mood seemed to change.  "OK, Luke.  Strip
down and I'll let you learn what it really feels like
to get blown."

"Strip down?"

"Sure.  Get out of all that stuff.  Just lay it here
on the bed.  You'll enjoy it a lot better this way."

Luke shot him a look.  "You sure seem to know what
you're doing.  You've had a lot of experience?"

"Go to hell.  You're the guy people all seem to want
to do stuff to."

Luke didn't want to argue.  He took off all his
clothes, and was embarrassed that his dick was still
hard.

Kevin grinned.  "Still up, huh?  Turn sideways and let
me see you in profile."

"Huh?"

"You heard me.  You want to get sucked off, right?
When let me see you in profile."

Luke turned red, but did what his brother wanted.

"Stop there.  That's right.  You've got a pretty
good-looking bone, little brother."

"Thanks."

"Now turn so I can see your butt."

When Luke did, Kevin said, "Your ass still has the
skinned spots on it.  Get some ointment out of the
bathroom and I'll rub it on you."

Luke didn't like all this delay, because he really did
have homework that he needed to get done before the
next day.  He hurried into the bathroom and got the
tube.  As he brought it back, he noticed Kevin
grinning, his eyes on Luke's bone as it bounced when
he walked.

He handed his brother the tube, and Kevin reached out
and held his dick.  Luke felt the throb within that
his brother's touch awakened.

"Turn around so I can rub it in."

Luke felt the soothing effect of the ointment.
Kevin's hands moved expertly, caressing the round orbs
of smooth flesh.

"That's one great butt you've got there."

"Thanks.  I don't get to see it much."

"I'll give you a mirror for your birthday so you can
admire it."

"That's OK."

"No, I mean it.  If I had a camera I'd take pictures
of it so you could see it.  You might even want to
show it to your friends."

Kevin's hands continued the massage, moving ever
closer to his crack.

At that point, they heard their father's voice,
"Kevin, are you in your room?"

Kevin and Luke froze.  Then Kevin's eyes glowed
happily.  "Sure dad, come right on it, it's just me
and Luke."  With that, Kevin took Luke's clothes and
tossed them as far under his bed as he could.

Luke started to reach under there, but realized his
father was almost in the room, so he hurriedly sat
down beside Kevin and crossed his legs to hide his
bone.

Chief Girardi came in.  "I just wanted to - hey,
what's going on?"

He looked at Luke who was wearing nothing but his
glasses and was sitting in an odd position with his
legs crossed, and then turned to Kevin.

"What's all this about?"

"Show him, Luke."

Luke flushed deep red.  He couldn't believe this was
happening.

"Show me what, Luke?  Why are you sitting that way,
and where are your clothes?"

Luke stammered.  Kevin said, "Stand up and show him,
it's nothing to be ashamed of."

Luke didn't move.  Kevin said, "He scraped his butt at
school today, and I put some liniment on it.  Show
him, Luke."

Luke didn't have any way to hide his bone, but he did
the next best thing by putting his hand down there as
he stood up quickly and turned around.  Of course this
gave his father a view of his butt, but it also put
his rock hard bone almost in Kevin's face.

"That's not so bad, Luke.  But why didn't you wear
your clothes?"

"He does that, dad.  For some weird reason he'll take
off all his clothes and come in here to visit or talk
or stuff."

Luke felt his heart sink.  He couldn't think of
anything to say.

"Luke?"

He didn't want to turn around.  "Sir?"

"Is something wrong?"

"I'll put some clothes on, dad" Luke said and darted
from the room as quickly as he could, still trying to
hide his bone.  Just before he turned, Kevin grabbed
his dick and then instantly let it go, but that was
enough to get that bone throbbing.

As he dashed out, Will Girardi said, "I don't even
want to know what that was about."

Later Luke came back in, after his father had gone.
Kevin grinned at him from the bed.

"That was mean, Kev."

"Had to be done."

"What do you mean?"

"When would I ever have a chance to get you in a
situation like that again?  That was the opportunity
of a lifetime.  A big brother can't pass that up."

"Well it wasn't funny."

"Yes it was, little bro.  But let's get to the matter
at hand.  Why don't you get your clothes out from
under my bed, and take off that pair of shorts, and
then turn out the lights."

"Turn out the lights?"

"Luke, you don't think I'm going to give you a blow
job while you stare at me, do you?  I mean after all,
I'm your big brother and I've got some dignity."

Luke shrugged.  "OK."

He reached under the bed and got his clothes, then
stood up and pulled his shorts down.  His dick had
gone down, but it was still hanging long.  He went
over to the door and clicked off the lights.  The room
was in a gloomy darkness.  Luke came back and stood by
the bed.

"Now put your hands behind you head?"

"Huh?"

"You heard me."

"Why do I have to do that?"

"You want me to suck you off, right?"

"Yes."

"Then do what I say.  I don't want you grabbing my
head when you're about to go into ecstasy and push
your bone all the way down my throat."

Luke raised his arms and put his hands behind his
head.  Kevin's hands came out and pulled him another
step forward.  One hand reached behind and closed on
one butt cheek.  The other went between Luke's legs,
massaging his balls.  They were full again, very full,
and Luke relished the feel of Kevin's hands on them,
moving, touching, feeling, caressing.

Kevin's lips closed on Luke's bone, doing the head
first and then licking the bone full length, then
using his lips to tease it, and finally taking it into
his mouth.  Luke knew he was going to shoot soon.  He
tried to relish every moment, remembering at the same
time how hot and strong Kevin's bone had been, how it
seemed to assume a life of its own in his mouth.  He
understood now how to use the tongue, what the lips
could do, and what it took to build to a tremendous
explosion.  The cum in his balls was about to explode.

When he shot off, he went up on his toes, he arched
his back, his whole body trembled.  And just as with
the hand job Kevin gave him that afternoon, his
brother inserted a finger up his ass at the very
moment he was cuming.

When it was over, the two brothers sat together on the
bed.  Luke felt closer to his brother than he ever had
before.  After a few moments of silence, his brother
spoke.

"I've been thinking about the guys from school.  In
addition to keeping an eye out to avoid them, you
might get somebody to sort of go along with you when
you're changing classes.  I don't think the guys would
try to get you with somebody along."

"Well, Ben's my best friend, but I don't know if he'd
want to do that.  He was already spooked yesterday
about my having a bone all day long."  Luke dropped
his head in embarrassment.  "I was pretty horned all
day long."

"What about Adam Rove?"

"Adam?"

"I've heard you and mom and your sister talk about
him.  Even if he's a stoner, he might be good
protection, and maybe not so straight-laced as Ben."

"Well...I'll sure give it a try.  Thanks Kevin."

"No problem."

He put his arm around Kevin's shoulder.  "And I'm glad
of something else too."

"What's that?"

"You know how this afternoon when I did it to you and
swallowed it, you said there was a part of you planted
in me?"

"Yeah."

"Well now there's a part of me planted in you."

"No there isn't."

"Why?"

"Because I never swallowed yours; I spit it out."

***
 So Luke hurried down to breakfast, glad to see that
his bone was down.  His balls felt good.  Maybe things
would get back to normal.

He sat across the table from Kevin.  He didn't want
any chance with any pills.  Kevin gave him a
mischievous grin.

"Did you have fun last night?"

"Huh?"  It always bothered Luke when Kevin tried to
sound mysterious.

His mother turned from the stove.  "Luke, did you go
out?"

"No, mom.  I think Kevin's making some sort of joke."
He glared at Kevin who simply looked away with an
innocent grin.

When breakfast was over, Luke headed off to school.
Crossing the campus, he blended in with everyone else
and the day seemed normal.  Until he got inside the
building, that is.

A group of 6 or 7 guys were hanging out around the
bulletin board in the mail hall.  As Luke approached
he could hear them arguing, saying things like "For
$50 I could do that," and another guy asking, "How do
you know it's for real?"

Luke would have hurried by, but one of them called to
him with a knowing grin, "Hey Girardi, have you had
your picture made yet?"  The others burst out
laughing.

"What?  For the yearbook?"

They all laughed again, and pointed to a notice which
said, "$50 cash for a picture of LGB for the
Underground Yearbook.  No questions asked.  For
information log on our website" and it gave an
address.

"The Underground Yearbook?  What's that?  I never
heard of it."  Luke was puzzled.

"It's a new site that just got started on the net.
Only been up a day or two.  They want pictures that
can't be used in the real school yearbook.  You know,
like a picture of LGP."

There was laughter again, and after Luke asked "What's
an LGB" they went wild.

Since they didn't act like they were going to explain,
he hurried on.  Going down the hall, he saw several
people who burst out laughing as he went by.  He
wondered if someone had stuck some sort of "kick me"
sign on him, but he couldn't feel it if they had.

Then he saw Ben.  Ben grabbed him and said, "Did you
see all that?"

"Yes, but I don't understand.  What's an LGB?"

"It stands for Luke Girardi's Bone."

Luke turned three shades of red.  "What?  That's
awful.  What got all that started?"

"So many guys have seen you walking around with that
enormous hard on, and so finally someone started
taking bets on its size.  I told you yesterday
everybody was talking about it.  And someone started a
web site called The Underground Yearbook for stuff
like that that bone of yours.  They'll pay $50 for a
picture of it.  And you know how guys always need
extra cash.  You're a marked man, Luke."

"I'm certainly not going to let anybody take a picture
of me like that."

"You wouldn't have much choice if they got you down
and stripped you buck naked and took pictures.  And I
guarantee for $50 there's a bunch of guys who would be
willing."

For Luke the three guys from yesterday were enough of
a threat, but now he had this to worry about as well.

"How many people know about this?"

"Lots of guys.  I don't know how many girls know yet,
but some guy is sure to tell his girl and the word
will get around."

Luke got panicky.  "Can we get that notice off the
board?"

"No, the glass door is locked.  Somebody must have
stolen a key and put the note up, and nobody has the
nerve to tell the Assistant Principal about it and get
the door unlocked."

"Mr. Price?  I sure wouldn't want to mess with him."

The tardy bell was about to ring.  Luke and Ben went
in different directions for first period.  Luke got
into his World History class and sat down.  Students
were still coming in, some talking and laughing,
others looking at Luke and giggling.  He tried to see
if any girls were laughing at him yet.

Adam Rove passed by and leaned over to ask, "You want
some backup in case there's a problem?"

Luke remembered his brother's suggestion, and said he
would.

"Meet me in the boy's bathroom down the hall when
first period is over."

"Why there?  Why not in a corner of the library.  Or
couldn't we just talk in the hall?"

"You want me to watch your back, don't you?"

"Yes, but -"

He could feel the warmth of Adam's breath as he leaned
close to Luke's ear.  "Then don't argue.  Meet me
there at the end of first period...or else you'll be
hanging alone out there in the wind, man."

The teacher began to call the class to order.  Adam
gave him one last look.  "Be there.  I mean it.  It's
OK."

Luke wasn't too sure about that.  It seemed like
bathrooms had been his big undoing lately.  But what
other choice did he have?

(End of part 3).
Comments and reactions are appreciated.  Bart384@yahoo.com