Date: Tue, 10 Oct 2023 18:41:28 +0000 (UTC)
From: Chubby Boy <chubbyboyinbama@yahoo.com>
Subject: Speechless Brothers Part 1

The Speechless Brothers Part 1

This story is based on characters from the now cancelled television show
Speechless. I don't own these characters. This is pure fiction. I
welcome your comments. chubbyboyinbama@yahoo.com

Ray had been helping his big brother JJ with everything for as long as he
could remember. Having a brother in a wheelchair (who is also non-verbal)
was tough sometimes, but for as crazy as their family was, nobody minded
helping out. Ray, his mom and dad, even his acerbic sister, were all so
used to helping JJ with everyday things that it never would have occurred
to any of them to mind.

Once Ray was old enough to help JJ in and out of the tub, it had become
his job to help JJ with his nightly bath. JJ had little modesty around
his family, the result of having family members dress and undress you.
Ray had of course noticed that JJ's dick was much bigger than his own,
but had originally chalked that up to JJ's being older and having gone
through puberty earlier than Ray. Ray was a late bloomer, but even once
he had started developing, he had noticed that JJ was much bigger than he
was. Ray, who was had just begun to figure his own sexuality, couldn't
help but steal a few extra glances at JJ's cock while he helped him
bathe.

Erections weren't uncommon either. JJ was a growing boy, full of
hormones like any teenager. Ray had never measured of course, but he
guessed that JJ was probably 8 inches when erect. This seemed even bigger
in comparison to JJ's slim frame and near hairless body. One night, as
Ray yammered on about some problem he was having with someone at school
(Ray always seemed to have some problem to stress over in his life), he
was gently washing JJ. JJ was erect (as he usually was during bath time
those days). Ray gently wrapped a wash cloth around JJ's boner and
gentle pulled back his foreskin to clean the head of his cock. Both DeMeo
boys were uncut like their father. The DeMeos though that circumcision
was an outdated and barbaric tradition.

But this time, as Ray gentle pulled back the skin to reveal the head of
JJ's cock, he heard JJ make a quiet grunting sound. JJ was non-verbal,
and when he was in the bath, he didn't wear the pointer device that he
usually used to communicate. Ray looked at JJ as he grunted. "Pain?"
Ray said. Ray had immediately stopped talking about his own problems and
focused all his attention on JJ. During a bath, a grunt could mean JJ was
in crisis. JJ had a grimace on his face, but he gently nodded "no" as
he looked at Ray. Ray had stopped washing, with his hand around the wash
cloth, which was in turn around JJ's big erect cock. Ray was never a
calm person, but now he was singularly focused on JJ and as calm as could
be. "Do you need out?" Ray asked quietly. JJ nodded no again, swapping
his glance from Ray to his own cock.

"I'm not sure what you need," Ray said kindly. "But if you are ok, I
am almost done here and then we can..." Ray was cut off mid-sentence as
JJ's cock erupted in his hand. The first shot of JJ's hot cum struck
Ray in the face and in his open mouth. Ray didn't realize what was
happening at first, and instinctually snapped his mouth shut. He was too
shocked to move away, and looked down at JJ's cock in his hand just in
time for the second shot to hit Ray in the eye. Ray finally realized what
was happening, feeling JJ's massive cock throbbing in his hand as he
watched four more thick ropes of jizz spurt out of JJ's cock and land in
the sudsy water. JJ grunted with each spurt. Ray would later think that
these grunts sounded different from any of the other grunts that the
non-verbal JJ would use to communicate.

JJ gently writhed in pleasure as his orgasm subsided, but then quickly
looked back to Ray in horror. JJ was embarrassed and perhaps surprised
that he could be embarrassed in front of his brother, who had seen him in
some pretty personal situations. Ray was mesmerized by the spitting cobra
in his hand, but finally looked up at JJ's face. Ray's own face was
covered with jizz that slowly dripped down his cheeks and chin. One of
Ray's eyes was closed and sticky with JJ's semen. JJ was mortified at
what had happened, and for a moment, he thought Ray was going to freak
out, but after a long pause, Ray burst into laughter. And despite his
embarrassment, JJ laughed too, perhaps with relief more than anything.

Ray grabbed a towel and wiped his face. In a moment of clarity, as his
face was covered from JJ's view by the towel, he quickly swallowed the
small amount of JJ's cum that was still in his mouth rather than
spitting it into the towel. He didn't think about it, he just did it. He
would later think about it and find that he loved the taste, and the
experience of having a man jizz on his face. Maybe it was weird that it
was his brother's cum, but Ray learned a lot about himself that day.

Later, when they were done with the bath, and JJ was dressed in pajamas
and in bed, Ray had retrieved his pointer device and they had a long talk
about what had happened. Mercifully, their sister wasn't home yet and
they had the room to themselves. JJ had apologized and Ray had said there
was no need. Teenage boys had hormones and those hormones made them
horny. Ray had sheepishly admitted that he had started masturbating only
a few months earlier with the arrival of his first whisps of pubes and
underarm hair. You had to, or what happened in the tub would happen more
often. The only way to prevent it was to "empty out the pipes."

Then had come an uncomfortable realization. JJ had only limited function
in either hand. Ray, perhaps more out of compassion for his brother than
anything else, had suggested that he try to see how much stimulating he
could do on his own. Ray had gently positioned JJ's hands around his
cock, but JJ had only be able to do so much masturbating with his range
of motion. So Ray had offered, and JJ had agreed (though a little
reluctantly), that when they were in the tub, if JJ needed "a little
tug", Ray would "give him a hand." JJ had at first seemed embarrassed
by the whole thing, but eventually, both could see the humor in this
pragmatic approach.

And so, the new bath time ritual was that once all the bathing had been
complete, Ray would quietly ask, "Do you need a little tug?" JJ would
almost always enthusiastically nod yes, and Ray would silently grasp
JJ's massive cock and gently stroke it until JJ would contort slightly
and grunt softly before spurting jizz either straight up and back down
into the water, or back onto his own chest and belly. Ray was always
careful not to aim it at his own face (no matter how badly he secretly
wanted to). The first few times, Ray tried to avoid eye contact with JJ
while he was stroking his cock. But the third or fourth time he gave JJ
"a tug," Ray glanced at JJ's face to find him staring intently at Ray.
Ray felt a little uncomfortable with the eye contact, but he maintained
it and quickly realized that it heightened the experience for JJ. From
then on, Ray would almost always maintain eye contact the entire time.
Ray found he enjoyed the grimace JJ's face made when he orgasmed. Ray
found himself thinking about these encounters as he lay in bed at night
and his hand, the hand that had hours earlier been wrapped around JJ's
cock as it pulsated cum into the air, that hand would slowly find its way
under the waistband of Ray's pajamas and wrap itself around Ray's own
five-inch erection.

On the rare occasion that their sister was away for the night and the two
brothers found themselves with the room to themselves, Ray would offer to
"tug" JJ as he lay in bed. At JJ's request, these sessions would
include a pornographic video playing on a laptop opened and positioned on
JJ's check. JJ couldn't easily access pornography usually, as his
mother or father or sister might see, but Ray had given JJ access to the
kinds of things that a growing boy needs to explore, but doesn't
necessarily want his mom to know about. On these occasions, Ray would
slide a sock down over JJ's enormous dick and gently stroke it while JJ
watched the porno. JJ usually wouldn't take very long to cum, his body
contorting and his quiet grunting letting Ray know when he was finished.
The sock having prevented the need for any cleanup, Ray would put the
laptop away and bid JJ goodnight because going to his own bed to think
about the taste of JJ's semen as he beat his own meat to orgasm.

After six months or so of one or the other version of this ritual taking
place almost nightly, it was bath time and when Ray had quietly asked if
JJ needed a tug, JJ had gently shook his head to say "no." Ray didn't
think anything of it, but honestly, he was a little disappointed. Ray
still wasn't sure if he was gay or bi or something else, but he knew how
much he enjoyed stroking his big brothers cock. After the bath, Ray had
gotten JJ into bed and was dressing him. Ray had already replaced JJ's
pointer device and he noticed the red dot on his own hand as he was
gently putting each of JJ's feet through the legs of his sleep pants.
The pointer on the hand was a common gesture of JJ's when he needed to
get someone's attention. Ray looked first up at JJ and then up to the
board on the wall above the bed. This was similar to the board on JJ's
chair. It featured letters, numbers, and commons words or phrases that JJ
would point to with his pointer in order to communicate.

"Your mouth," Ray read quietly out loud. "Again please," Ray said
quietly, not looking away from the board. Having to have him repeat was
not uncommon. JJ was so practiced at using the board to communicate, he
could easily point faster than Ray could read. "Put it in your mouth,"
Ray read JJ's words. "Put what in my.." Ray turned to look at JJ as he
spoke and stopped mid sentence as he did. JJ had positioned the red dot
of the pointer on his own cock, which was once again rock hard and
sticking up. Owing to its large size, JJ's cock tended to lay back on
JJ's stomach when it was hard. It went past his navel. But when it was
very hard (as it was now), it would occasionally hover just above JJ's
belly. Of all the muscles that JJ had little control over, the muscle
that allowed him to tense his cock and move it gently, wasn't one of
them.

When Ray realized what JJ had said, he repeated it quietly as he looked
at JJ's thick meat gently moving up and down, as it inviting Ray to take
a taste. There was no need for Ray to repeat it quietly. They were alone
in the house, with their sister away at some sporting event and their
parents and their various jobs and side hussles. But it seemed like the
kind of thing that you should whisper. "You want me to put my mouth on
it?" Ray looked at JJ's face as it moved slightly. Ray knew that JJ was
communicating on the board, but he couldn't look there just yet. He was
looking at JJ's eyes. JJ wasn't kidding. He wanted Ray to put his mouth
on his cock. Ray looked almost reluctantly to the board. "Yes. Please.
S.U.C.K suck it. Please." Ray read the words quietly, embarrassed to say
"suck it." There was so much that they could have said. JJ could have
explained that he wanted to do some of the things that he had seen in
videos and that he really didn't have anyone else he could try them
with. Ray could have said that he had also wanted to try certain things
with a guy. But they didn't need to. There brotherly bonds were so
strong. They had learned to communicate so well, that those things
didn't have to be worked out ahead of time. Ray was quiet for a few
moments before he said, "Are you sure you want me to do this?" JJ
looked Ray in the eyes with a serious stare and nodded "yes."

Ray, ever the nervous sort, quickly stood and locked the bedroom door.
This, in typical Ray fashion, wasn't really needed, but his careful
nature made him do it anyway. JJ was still mostly nude with his pants
still just over his ankles. He was shirtless. Ray, who had decided that
he was for sure attracted to men, took a moment to admire his big
brother's nude body. His build was slight, not unlike Ray's. JJ was
almost completely hairless except for his hairy pits and the light brown
pubes around the base of his enormous cock. Ray had surmised that JJ must
have inherited his big cock from their father. Ray had occasion several
times to see their Dad's cock, most often when Ray was trying to enjoy
his own bath and his father would barge in to take a piss. Privacy was a
rare thing at the DeMeo house. While he had not seen it hard, Ray figured
that their Dad's flacid six inches likely grew to 8 or 9 when hard. This
was based solely on Ray's observation of JJ's dick. About six inches
soft grew to likely over 8 when hard. Ray had not inherited this trait
from their Dad. His own cock was fives inches when erect. He was smaller
when hard than JJ was when soft.

Ray knelt beside the bed and placed his hand gently around the base of
JJ's cock. JJ smiled at the touch and Ray looked intently once more at
JJ, "Ready?" Ray said in a whisper. JJ just smiled and nodded. Ray took
a deep breath and eagerly put his head down over his big brother's cock.
Ray's head, for once in his life, was empty. Of the thousands of
thoughts he could have over thought in that moment, Ray found a simple
clarity in that moment that almost always eluded him. Ray thought of
nothing but the giant cock in his mouth. Ray began to gently push his
head down further onto JJ's cock. Ray kept pushing until the tip of
JJ's monster cock touched the back of his throat. Attempting to mimic
things he had heard and seen in porn, Ray (with some effort) relaxed the
back of his throat, and with another gently push, caused the tip of JJ's
cock to slide past the back of his throat and down into it. Ray quickly
realized that he had no gag reflex, and began to a slow, up and down,
motion, allowing a few inches of JJ's cock to slide first down into,
then out of his throat.

The taste was remarkable. JJ's cock was freshly cleaned, so it tasted at
the same time like nothing at all, but also of a gentle saltiness. Ray
knew that JJ usually oozed copious amounts of precum during their "tug"
sessions, and he surmised this was that delicious taste. Ray also
remembered that first time that JJ had accidently cum on his face and Ray
had tasted it. This was like that, but also different. Ray was just
thinking that he could probably do this forever, but just as he was
settling into a rhythm, he felt JJ's cock somehow grow thicker in his
throat. He felt JJ's body tense and then he felt as JJ began to cum down
into his throat. The sensation was almost more than Ray could stand, but
he pushed his head down onto his brother's cock as hard as he could,
eagerly taking all of his load down his throat. His only regret was that
he couldn't really taste it.

When JJ had finally finished, Ray reluctantly pulled his head off of
JJ's cock, taking a moment to milk the last drops of sperm from JJ's
dick before letting JJ's still hard cock tall from his mouth. Aside from
a small strand of spit, there was no evidence of JJ's orgasm. Ray had
swallowed every drop. Ray cleared his throat with a small cough,
relishing the taste of his brother's jizz in his throat. They didn't
talk much. Ray was silent as he finished dressing JJ for bed. Ray was
expecting JJ to tell him something and was a little worried that perhaps
JJ was angry or regretted what they had done. But after JJ was finally
dressed for bed, Ray noticed the red dot on his hand. He looked not at JJ
but at the board on the wall.

"Thank. You. That. Was. A.M.A..amazing." Ray read aloud to himself. He
looked back at JJ's face to see him smiling a huge grin. Ray loved it
when JJ smiled. Ray, searching for something to lighten the mood further
said, "Just give me a little warning next time huh?" This was a
calculated statement. He was trying to get JJ to confirm that all was
well. And he secretly wanted there to be a "next time." Ray glanced at
the board. "For. Sure. For. Sure."

They laughed and talked for a while before they finally settled in for
bed. As Ray lay in bed that night, he furiously masturbated his small,
hard dick until he came in his sleep pants. His throat was a little sore
from the quick beating his brother's cock had given only a few hours
earlier. He could still taste the vague bitter saltiness of his
brother's jizz. He hoped he never stopped tasting it. As he fell asleep,
he decided he would not tell his brother how much he had liked it.