Date: Tue, 8 Oct 2019 16:24:21 -0700
From: boyonboy_nifty@secmail.pro
Subject: The Kids Are All Gay (gay/celebrity)

This is a original piece of fan fiction based on ABC's (sadly canceled)
sitcom The Kids Are Alright. Nothing in this story should be seen as a
reflection on ABC, Disney, or any of the show's writers, producers, actors,
or anything else.

Usually when I write these kinds of stories I focus on characterization and
naturalism. This time I went in a different direction. While I tried to
capture the essence of the characters as portrayed in the show, I turned
their libidos up to 11, which may have hurt the realism just a bit.

I'm happy to hear feedback of all kinds, but if you really want to thank me
consider writing a similar story yourself and sharing it on Nifty.

Enjoy.

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It was a hot night in the Cleary house, made all the hotter for Joey and
Timmy because they were crowded together into Joey's lower bunk. Someone
had spilled a whole jar of pickle juice in the upper bunk and doubling up
seemed like an easier solution than trying to change the sheets and
enduring a twenty minute lecture from their mother about how only the
heathens eat pickles in bed.

Timmy actually knew Joey was the one who had pickled the bed, and he knew
why. Joey never would have agreed, let alone volunteered, to share with
Timmy if that hadn't been his plan all along. Timmy's suspicions were
confirmed soon after they turned out the light when Joey wrapped his arm
around him and drew him back against himself. Joey was already hard, and
wasted no time as he began grinding his cock into the cleft of his younger
brother's ass.

Timmy tried to squirm away, but in the small bed he didn't really have
anywhere to go. Besides, his heart wasn't really in escaping anyway. He had
gotten hard just as soon as he had realized that he was going to be in bed
with Joey, and it was only fear of getting caught by their younger brothers
William and Pat that made him think about putting the brakes on whatever
sexual encounter Joey had in mind.

It didn't require much of Joey's strength to manage Timmy's token
resistance. He kept his arm firmly wrapped around the smaller boy and
wormed his fingers into his pajama top to tweak his tiny nipples. Joey's
other hand quickly found its way into Timmy's pants. He grinned and kissed
Timmy's ear as his fingers wrapped around his rock hard 12-year-old
boner. In spite of himself, Timmy moaned and pushed back against Joey's
erection.

Joey didn't spend a lot of time working Timmy's cock. He didn't want to
risk gettting him off too soon. His hand roamed around from front to back
and unceremoniously plunged his index finger into Timmy's waiting anus. The
aggressiveness of the intrusion was enough to produce a muffled "Oof!" from
Timmy, but there was no real pain and little resistance, as the passage was
still fairly well lubricated from the residues of their afternoon session.

It was a wonder of adolescent hormones that Timmy and Joey were up for sex
at all. They had spent the afternoon in Joey's treehouse "office", with
Timmy getting spitroasted multiple times by Joey and his best friend
Davey. The older boys had each taken a turn fucking each other as well, and
the three of them had closed out the session with an oral daisy chain.

Joey and Timmy's sexual adventures together had started a few months
earlier. One of Joey's many schemes had given him access to a vacationing
neighbor's hot tub, and one afternoon he invited Timmy to tag along for an
afternoon soak. He wasn't trying to seduce his little brother, just show
off for him, but when the opportunity presented itself he wasn't shy about
taking it.

Timmy had seen Joey and all of his brothers in various states of undress,
but Catholic shame plus the generally frenetic pace of the Cleary household
meant that he had never really noticed how his next older brother's body
was changing. But relaxing across from Joey in the hot tub was
different. Timmy's eyes were drawn to the tufts of hair in Joey's armpits,
and though he tried not to stare, Joey realized right away where he was
looking, and made it a point to spread his arms wide to make sure Timmy got
a really good look. Knowing Timmy was perving on him (even if Timmy didn't
really know it himself) turned Joey on, and he decided to see how far he
could take it.

"That's not the only place I've got hair."

"What? Wait, no, I wasn't..."

"It's cool little bro. You wanna see?"

Timmy only barely understood what Joey was getting at. Besides, he had gone
from getting caught to getting propositioned so quickly that he didn't have
time to process it. All he did understand was that Joey was offering to
share something secret with him.

"Ok"

Joey stood up in the hot tub. He didn't want to give Timmy time to back out
so he immediately jerked his trunks down to his thighs, revealing his
modest patch of light colored pubic hair and (not incidentally) his
throbbing five inch penis.

"See? I've got pubes."

Timmy was, for a change, speechless. All he could do was gape at Joey's
until-recently-private area. The curly mop of hairs was interesting, sure,
but what really fascinated Timmy was his brother's cock. It was so big. And
pink. And hard. Timmy knew dicks did that, of course, but this was
different. This wasn't just morning wood or a piss hard. Joey had a big boy
boner. A boner for S-E-X.

"I can cum too. Look."

Joey began stroking himself slowly and deliberately, more for show than to
actually get himself off. From the way Timmy was looking at him, he still
had him on the hook; he just had to reel him in.

"Joey, we shouldn't... what are you..."

"It feels good. Really good. You can do it too. Stand up."

At this point Timmy really had no idea what "do it too" meant, but he stood
up at Joey command essentially by reflex. Joey smiled when he saw the small
bulge in his brother's trunks. Timmy was ready for this, whether he knew it
or not.

"Nice. Now get your dick out and do what I'm doing."

Timmy just shook his head. He was still most mesemerized by this whole turn
of events, but dropping his shorts in the neighbor's backyard was more than
he could handle.

Joey knew it was a long shot, so me moved on to plan B.

"Ok, here. You do mine and I'll do yours."

Joey reached for Timmy's hand and pulled it to his own cock. Timmy gripped
it but didn't have any idea what to do from there. Still, it gave Joey the
opening to pull down his brother's swimsuit and grab his smaller (but
equally erect) tool.

"Go up and down. Like this."

By way of illustration, Joey gave Timmy a few short strokes, sending bolts
of pleasure that did nothing to unfry his already short circuited
brain. Joey had to wrap his free hand around Timmy's and jack himself by
proxy for a few seconds before Timmy got the idea. It was far from the best
handjob Joey had ever had but the shear eroticism of having his younger
brother's hand working his cock made up for a lot of what he lacked in
technique.

It was by default the best handjob Timmy had ever had, but even so Joey was
bringing his A-game. He wanted this to be the first of many sexual
encounters with the boy who slept in the bunk above his, so he did his best
to make it a good one, varying his speed and pressure and taking occasional
breaks to grope Timmy's tight ballsack.

Still, neither the skillfullness of Joey's masturbatory technique nor the
artlessness of Timmy's was any match for the urgency of their adolescent
libidos. Timmy's orgasm hit first, like a rolling thunder that made his
eyes roll back in his head and his knees nearly buckle even as he continued
mechanically to stroke Joey's dick. Joey's cum, though not as sustained,
was still intense, and had the added feature of being a noun as well a
verb.

As Timmy began to slowly recover from his orgasm, he released his brother's
now sticky cock and held up his hand for inspection. Joey's emission had
coated it pretty thoroughly. Timmy's expression was unreadable, but Joey
didn't want to leave it to chance that whatever emotion he was feeling
might turn to disgust. So he reached out and grabbed Timmy's hand and
brought it to his lips. One by one he sucked each cummy finger clean. When
nothing remained but a single glistening white blob in the center of the
palm, Joey presented the hand to its still compliant owner.

"Lick."

Timmy hesitated, then opened his mouth and gave the little puddle a
tentative swipe with his tongue. He didn't immediately love the flavor, but
the mild saltiness tingled his tastebuds enough that he was compelled to go
in for a second, more decisive taste. In addition to the salt, the
predominant flavor was a mild bleachiness. It wasn't good, but it wasn't
bad either.

Post-orgasmic Joey realized that trading handjobs with his brother in the
neighbors' hot tub had been a big risk, one too big to repeat. It would
definitely be too risky to do all the other things he wanted to do with and
to Timmy right here. It was time to take things a somewhere a little more
private.

"Come on. Let's go to my office."

Timmy almost said no. He was pretty sure that he had just sinned big time,
and right now that seemed like a much bigger deal then it did a minute ago
when he and Joey were touching each other's dicks and it felt so good. It
had all happened so fast he thought maybe he could get away with it just
this once because it was an accidental sin. If he went with Joey right now
to the treehouse they would probably sin some more. But this time it would
be on purpose. Did he want to be a dirty sinner? Even if felt really,
really good?

"Ok."

Since Timmy had decided that making his dick feel good was worth going to
hell, once they were in the tree house Joey had little trouble coaxing him
to get fully naked. Joey did the same, and the brothers spent the next few
minutes enjoying a thorough inspection of one another's equipment. Timmy
still had a boy's cock, hairless, less than four inches, pale and thin, but
Joey could tell that puberty fairy was already knocking at Timmy's
door. Joey's dick of course was significantly longer as well as thicker,
which made it seem huge to Timmy's eyes.

Joey wanted more than anything to feed Timmy a load of cum straight from
the source, but he was afraid that even though he was an obvious cock hound
that that would be too much, too fast for his younger brother. So he gave
Timmy his first blowjob instead, taking the opportunity as he sucked to
fondle his soft ass and trail his finger through the crevice between
them. These ministrations plus Joey's experienced mouth love had Timmy
moaning "Oh my God oh my God oh my God" and dry firing into Joey's mouth in
less than two minutes.

Timmy knew he was expected to suck Joey in return and didn't see any point
in delaying the inevitable. He gave the mushroom head a couple of quick
licks then took the whole thing in. He discovered the hard way that all
five inches of Joey was gag inducing, but once he backed off a bit he found
the act of giving head to be not unpleasant. His technique was more baby
cow than porn star, but it worked for Joey, who took considerable
additional pleasure from the the sight of his redheaded little brother
bobbing enthusiastically on his knob. Joey lasted a few minutes longer than
Timmy had, but pretty soon he was feeding the younger boy his second load
of cum of the day.

The boys engaged in two more rounds of fellatio, interspersed with some
mutual masturbation and kissing lessons. For the second round, Joey made
use of one of the several bottles of lotion that littered the treehouse to
penetrate Timmy with first one and then two fingers as he was sucking
him. The third round was a 69 supplemented with three of Joey's fingers
aggressively probing Timmy's ass, and one of Timmy's tentatively exploring
Joey's.

It was getting late so Joey knew that he didn't have time to add one more
first to Timmy's day. But the boys were back in the treehouse by 9:00 the
next morning, and by 9:30 Joey had Timmy bent over the beanbag chair with
his cock buried in his ass. It wasn't a completely painless entry, but it
wasn't really any worse than a lot of roughhousing Joey had subjected him
to over the years, and once Joey had pushed his way in and found a steady
rhythm to his thrusting, it started to feel pretty good.

Joey fucked Timmy three times that first day before he finally offered up
his own ass for Timmy to lose his top virginity. Using plenty of lube, he
slipped in easily and rabbit fucked his big brother. It wasn't the best
anal Joey had ever had, but it was enough to get him hard again, so when
Timmy finished they switched places and Joey slid his cock right back into
Timmy's now familiar anus.

Davey joined the fun the next day, and became the first one to fuck Timmy
on his back, treating him to a series of sloppy wet kisses all the
while. The added stimulation plus the deeper pounding drove Timmy wild, and
when Joey took his turn in the same way next, Timmy discovered the joys and
of a hands-and-mouth-free orgasm.

The rest of the week for the three boys was essentially a constant orgy,
with only occasional pauses for food and sleep. By Saturday though they
were starting to dial it back a little in the name of discretion and sheer
exhaustion. School resuming on Monday curtailed their activities even
further, but Joey and Timmy still managed to find time for a quick suck and
fuck in the treehouse a couple times a week, and more often than not Davey
joined them. Marathon sessions were few and far between, which is why Joey
decided he needed more even after their most recent afternoon of
debauchery, and why he used the pickle trick to get it.

By this time Joey had his cock inside Timmy and was thrusting slowly but
deliberately. Both boys were finding that the coziness of the bed was a
nice change of pace from the treehouse. The down side of the more
comfortable digs was the nearness of their brothers. Joey for the most part
kept a lid on it, limiting himself to a few grunts as he took his pleasure
in Timmy's tight tunnel. Timmy barely even tried to suppress his moans as
Joey hammered his prostate. Eventually Timmy's porn star theatrics got loud
enough that Joey actually had to stop fucking to shush him.

"Knock it off. You want William and Pat to know what we're doing?"

"Sorry. It just feels so good."

William did in fact know what they were doing, and Pat would have too if he
was awake. The younger residents of the bedroom had discovered the
pleasures of anal sex not long after Joey had introduced Timmy, and though
their sexual explorations weren't as enthusiastic or wide ranging as Joey
and Timmy's, one of them buttfucking the other had become a nearly nightly
occurence.

It had started during one their shared baths. At ten, William was only just
starting to become self-conscious about his bathtime boners, and
eight-year-old Pat wasn't in the least. They had certainly played their
fair share of periscope, peepee fountain, and hang the washcloth. So when
Pat got the idea to play sword fight, William's mild reluctance was no
match for Pat's persistence.

William was glad he gave in. Rubbing dicks together with Pat felt nice. He
discovered it felt best if they just kind of pressed together and hunched
against each other, but Pat preferred the spectacle of clanging their
little spikes together in mock battle. Nonetheless, they managed to
negotiate a hunching to clanging ratio that worked for both of them, and
pretty soon a sexy swordfight became a routine part of bath time.

That's where it probably would have stayed if it hadn't been for William's
friend Carl. He had met him at the library. Carl was a grownup, at least as
old as their oldest brother Laurence. But Carl was cool. He had struck up a
conversation with William one day when he saw him reading a Robert Heinlein
novel. Carl seemed to know everything about sci-fi. He started giving
William mimeographed copies of stories he said you couldn't find in any
book because they were from a secret writers group.

At first the stories were pretty much what William was used to - all aliens
and robots and heroic space pilots. But then the stories started to
change. They had swear words - not just "damn" and "hell" but the good ones
too. Then the characters in the stories started doing things with each
other, things William had never heard of. Like when Captain Ace Jupiter put
his thing in Junior Ensign Astro's mouth. Or when the Gemini Twins had to
maintain their quark power by taking turns putting theirs in each others'
butt.

William wasn't sure what to make of these stories. He wanted to ask Carl
about them, but he hadn't been at the library in several weeks. He
certainly knew better than to ask his parents. So, like a good scientist,
he decided to do a couple of experiments with Pat.

The mouth thing wasn't that great. Pat was certainly an enthusiastic
sucker, but in his enthusiasm was not always careful with his teeth. And
when it was William's turn to suck, he could never completely shake the
fear that Pat might pee in his mouth. So pretty soon William turned his
attention from the mouth stuff to the butt stuff.

That was a much bigger success. Pat's generally compliant and accomodating
nature seemed to extend to his anus. The first time he bent over for his
brother William was able to slide his prick inside with nothing but the
soapy bath water for lube. It felt nice but not great until William
remembered from the stories that he was supposed to go in and out. With
three and half inches he couldn't pound Pat's ass the way an older boy
would, but the short fast strokes he could manage were more than enough to
allow William to enjoy his ever first orgasm inside his little brother's
rectum.

Pat's turn that first night was interrupted by Joey pounding on the door
for them to hurry the hell up. When they tried the second night they
discovered that Pat's immature stick was just barely long enough for
penetration. It gave William a pleasant tickle, but not much more. Still,
Pat seemed to like it and it never took more than a few dozen hyperactive
thrusts for him to achieve his baby orgasm. Soon alternating nightly fucks
were part of their regular bathtime routine. But while both of them enjoyed
the sex they shared, neither preteen was hormonal enough to think to want
more.

But now William wanted more. The sounds from the adjacent bed were like an
an aphrodisiac, and it didn't take William long to decide that if Joey was
going to take his pleasure inside his younger bedmate, he could as well. He
shucked his pajamas and underwear down and gave his stiff nail a few
strokes before turning his attention to Pat. The younger boy was on his
back, but it was easy enough for William to roll him onto his side and peel
down his pjs and underwear. But he soon discovered that his little tool
wasn't enough to get the job done in this position. He needed Pat to stick
his ass up like he did in the tub.

"Pat. Pat! Hey wake up. Please."

After just a moment of pleading and shaking the younger boy began to stir.

"Is it time for school? Why is it so dark?"

"Shhh! No, it's still night. I just want to do something."

"What?"

"Put my wiener is your butt. Like in the bathtub."

"I thought it was my turn today."

"Pat, come on. You can do it later. Just sit on your knees and bend over. I
really need to do it."

Being woken up in the middle of the night so William could poke his weiner
into his butt was the craziest thing Pat had ever heard of, but it was in
Pat's nature to take crazy surprises in stride. He started to assume the
familiar position and discovered it was better this time because his knees
didn't hurt and he could rest his upper torso on the bed without having to
worry about getting a mouthful of water.

William was having a tougher time. Pat's anus wasn't quite so accomodating
without the bath water to warm and loosen it, and William was finding dry
entry into his brother difficult. His increasingly desperate prodding was
starting to try even Pat's patience when help came from an unlikely source.

"You need to use some lotion."

Joey had been blasting his load into Timmy's ass at about the same time
that William was waking Pat, so the two older brothers heard most of the
youngers' not-all-that-whispered conversation. Timmy was floored to learn
that his kid brothers were already fucking; he had just started and he was
two years older than William and four years older than Pat. Was he that far
behind?

Joey didn't waste any energy on doubts or jealousy. He saw an opportunity
and we was going to take it. He shushed Timmy and slipped quietly out of
bed. William, still focused on spearing Pat, didn't even notice. Joey
grabbed his bedside bottle of lotion, squirted a big dollop into his hand,
and made his move.

William nearly had a heart attack when he heard Joey but didn't have time
to react before his big brother had grabbed his dick and started smearing
it with something gooey and greasy. There was more than enough to
thoroughly coat William's modest endowment so Joey let his hands roam and
covered his little brother's balls and taint as well.

"Do it now."

"Do what?"

"Fuck him."

"But..."

"Just do it. Fuck Pat."

>From the other bed Timmy chimed in. He was still a little weirded out that
his brothers had apparently done this before, but he couldn't pretend it
wasn't hot.

"Yeah, William. Fuck Pat. Come on."

Pat only kind of understood what the word meant but wasn't going to pass up
the chance to be on the same side as two of his brothers.

"Yeah, fuck me. Please?"

William's brain was completely overloaded so he let his dick take over. He
felt around with his thumb for the target and then tried once again to push
himself in. With the lotion's help this time it was much easier and soon
William was literally balls deep in Pat's ass. Muscle memory took over and
he started to thrust. He thought about what he was doing, the word his
brothers had used, the word from those stories. This wasn't just some game
with his little brother in the bath. He was fucking. He was fucking Pat in
the ass. And he loved it.

That realization, plus the extra stimulation of having an audience was too
much for William. Forty-seven seconds after the first thrust it was
over. He came so hard his balls ached as they desperately tried to pump out
a load of jism that wasn't there.

As a spent William pulled out Joey had a small attack of conscience. The
little bastard had fucked Pat hard. He reached out and gently stroked the
younger boy's back.

"You okay, buddy?"

"I'm sleepy."

"Is your butt ok?"

Pat giggled at Joey's use of the naughty word.

"Yeah. I like it when William puts his wiener in there."

Timmy, who's hand hadn't left his cock since he first realized what his
younger brothers were doing, decided he couldn't wait any longer to do
something about it.

"Hey William. Can I fuck you now?"

Joey's cock was the hardest one the in room and he would have loved nothing
more than for the night's events to segue into a full fledged fraternal
orgy. But his instincts for self-preservation were too strong to let it
happen. They had already been too loud; if they kept going any more they
were sure to get busted.

"Nobody's fucking anybody else tonight. We can meet in my office after
school. Now shut up and go to bed."

"But..."

"I said shut up Timmy."

With that the boys all wordlessly settled back into their beds: Pat,
without a care in the world; William, alternately thrilled and terrified
about what this meeting in Joey's office might entail; Timmy and Joey still
horny as fuck. The older boys' hands found each others' dicks as soon as
they got in bed and treated each other to one more much needed orgasm
before they drifted off to sleep.

For the three older boys the next day at school was the longest of their
lives. They were hard more or less constantly and could not concentrate on
their school work at all. Only Pat remained undistracted. Finally the bell
rang and the four Cleary boys (and Davey) practically raced to the
treehouse to get the party started.

The boys wasted no time and started stripping as soon as they were in the
treehouse. William was still a little nervous but realized that he was
already committed to whatever it was they were going to do and it was only
going to make the nervousness worse if he drew things out.

For a few minutes everybody just looked at everybody else. William thought
Timmy's cock, just a bit bigger than his own, might be a nice step up from
Pat's little dinker, but wasn't so sure about the prospect of getting poked
with one or both of the thick teenaged rods. Neither Joey nor Davey could
take his eyes off of Pat's tiny ass. Timmy wished he had hair like the
older boys. And Pat just thought the whole thing was really neat.

"Everybody's wieners are sticking out."

With that it was off to the races. Soon Pat had both hands full as Joey and
Davey enrolled him in a crash course in how to stroke big boy cock. Timmy
started the same way with William but being closer in age the dynamic was
different. Soon they were rolling on the floor together frantically jerking
each other and exchanging sloppy wet kisses.

Meanwhile the other boys had moved on to blowjob lessons. Pat was on his
knees slurping on Davey's dick as Joey impatiently waited for it to be his
turn again. Finally he couldn't stand it and prodded the young boy in the
cheek to signal it was time to switch. As Pat went back to work on Joey's
cock Davey began to stroke his own. He figured if he couldn't be the first
to blast a load in Pat's mouth he could at least be the first to cum on his
face.

It didn't take long. Davey let loose with three generous squirts,
thoroughly painting the left side of Pat's face. That's all it took to
trigger Joey, who unloaded a similar volume of thick cum into his brother's
mouth. Pat took it like a champion, swallowing as much as he could and
letting the rest dribble out of his mouth and down his chin.

By this time Timmy had rolled William over onto one of the bean bag chairs
and was preparing him for fucking. With the help of the lotion his first
finger had slipped in easily but he was finding the second to be a
considerably tighter fit. Gradually however William's little rose began to
bloom and soon Timmy knew he was ready. He added one more coat of lotion to
his rock hard dick and then entered him with one decisive motion. He
pressed himself inside as deeply as he could, wanting William to really
feel his big brother cock in his core just as Timmy had felt Joey's during
their first fuck. When he finally started to pump he resisted the urge to
jackhammer as fast as he could. He wanted this one to last.

On the other side of the room Pat's ass was getting a similar treatment. A
game of odds and evens had earned Joey the first crack at it. The hole
seemed impossibly small at first but Pat graduated from one to two to three
to four fingers with remarkable ease. Even so, when it came time to replace
those fingers with his cock Joey pushed himself in slowly, fearing with
each additional millimeter that Pat might cry out and put an end to their
fun.

Pat never did. Not when Joey entered him, not when he started pressing
deeper, not when he bottomed out, not even when he finally started
pistoning his almost man-sized cock in and out of the third grader's
rectum. He grunted, he groaned, he giggled, and when Davey joined the party
by feeding him his dick he gurgled. But Pat did't cry out and he didn't
complain. Joey had never loved another person more.

The orgy continued all afternoon. After their orgasms, Joey and Davey
traded positions, as did William and Timmy. Then Timmy had his crack at
Pat's ass while the older guys fed William his first two loads of cum. Then
everybody took a turn sucking Pat, who finally enjoyed his first orgasm of
the day thanks to Timmy's talented mouth. Then they took a five minute
break to chug some Kool-Aid before starting all over again. By the time it
was all over Joey and Davey had fired so many loads that there last orgasm
was a dry as Pat's. But even as they clutched their aching balls they were
making plans to do it all over again tomorrow.

Back in the house, Frank, the Cleary boys' 15 year old brother, put down
the binoculars and pulled up his pants. He hadn't seen everything, but he
had seen enough. Their mom was going to hear about this. Unless...