Date: Fri, 29 Aug 2003 11:48:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dave <jasper355@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Wonder Years, Kevin & Wayne

This story is based on the TV show "the Wonder years"
created by Neal Marlens and Carol Black and produced
by ABC television.  This story does not represent the
true sexual orientation of any of the characters or
the actors that portray them.
All scenes in this story are entirely in the mind of
the author.
There may be scenes of sex between young boys and
between boys and older men and boys.  If this is not
to your taste, don't read it.

"Hi, my name is Kevin Arnold, I am 13 years old.  I
live with my mother and father an older sister and my
older brother Wayne (16)."
"My brother is a real butthead, and we seem to fight
most of the time, the exception is when he wants a
blowjob or to stick his fat cock up my ass.  This has
been going on since I was 11 and he was 14."
"It started when I ask him one day what all the noise
is almost every night when I am trying to sleep?"
"What do you mean noise, do I snore or something and
bother you, you little fag."  "He was always calling
me names, and I was not sure what "fag" meant but I
knew it was something bad or he wouldn't call me
that."  I told him, "I don't know but it sounds like
your having trouble breathing and you moan like
something hurts."  "Now I didn't care if that was
true, he could be dying and I wouldn't care to much
but I was curious about the noise."  "yeah well listen
butthead, you just keep that information to yourself,
your to young to know what I'm doing."
"Boy now he really had me wondering and I thought I
would try to see what he was up to."  "The next night
when he got in bed I pretended to sleep and after
awhile when he felt safe, in the dim light I could
make out his sheet going up and down and he was making
those noises again."  "I got out of my bed real quiet
like and tip-toed over to his side of the room.  It
was pretty dark but I could see his eyes were closed
and it looked like he was beating his peter with his
hand."  (Little did I know then about beating your
"peter").
"I moved my foot and accidentally kicked a shoe and
his eyes popped open and he said, what the fuck are
you doing?"  "Jesus he scared me to death, I jumped
back to my own bed and whispered, nothing, I just
wanted to see what you were doing.  I had never heard
him use that word before, he swore when my folks
weren't around but not THAT word, and it scared me."
"OK you little shit, you want to see well look," and
he pulled back the blankets and was he was naked in
bed.  I know when he got in bed he wore PJ bottoms
like I did.  Anyway, for the first time since we were
little and took baths together I saw his what at the
time I thought of as, his thing.  Boy had it changed.
It was long and fat and had hair all around it.  I
just stared at it and then I ask, "but what were you
doing?"  "If you must know, I was jacking off!"
"What is that, whats it mean?"  ""Jeez your dumb,
watch what I do."  He put his hand on what I now know
is a cock and stroked it up and down.  I thought, boy
he calls me dumb and he does stuff like that?  Well
pretty soon his cock got hard and he kept up the
stroking and started to make those noises and breath
fast.  His eyes closed and with a gasp his cock
spurted out a rope of white stuff, I knew it wasn't
pee because of the color and how thick it was.  "What
is that, did you hurt yourself?" I naively asked.  At
first he didn't answer but as he got his breath back
he said "I just came, I made the stuff that makes
babies."  Well usually he would hit me or something
but for the next hour he gave me my first sex
education lesson, little did I know he had other ideas
in mind.
We went to our beds and soon we slept, but I kept
thinking about all he had told me and hoped to learn
more.
The next night he said, "hey butthead, you want to
help me do what I did last night?"  "Uh, I guess so" I
said, I was afraid he was going to do something to me
like always but instead he told me to come over to his
bed.  He was laying on top of the covers, naked and
playing with his cock.  "Here, you take it and do what
I was just doing" he told me.  I was nervous but put
my hand on his cock, my fingers did not reach all the
was around it, it was so big (at least to my 11 year
old mind).  "OK, now stroke it," and he put his hand
on mine to show me what to do.  Pretty soon I guess I
was doing OK because he took his hand off and laid
back and closed his eyes and started that moaning
again, I didn't know what that was about.  "OK,
faster, but don't squeeze to hard" he told me.  I did
what he said and then he started to buck his hips up
and down and I said, "am I hurting you?"  "No, no keep
doing it and then I felt his cock jerk in my hand and
that stuff came out of it.  It flew up to his chest
and then his stomach and then just dribbled out.  It
got on my hand and I thought it was gross, all warm
and slimy.  More moaning and groaning and then,
"thanks little brother, I'll show you more tomorrow."
Well over the next few weeks, we went from me jerking
him off to, "come on Kevin kiss the head" to "just put
your lips on it," to, "move your mouth up and down
it."
I did all this and didn't mind it and also Wayne had
stopped beating me up all the time.  He was still a
jerk and treated me rotten except at night but he
didn't hit me so much.
One night he told me to take off my PJ bottoms, up to
this time I was always dressed and he was naked so I
wondered what this was for.  I was also ashamed
because I just had a little cock, even when it was
hard which it was every time I played with or sucked
Wayne's cock.  Wayne didn't pay much attention to my
little wienie, he just told me to turn around and he
then was rubbing my butt cheeks.  "You got a cute ass
Kevin, I think we should move on to your next lesson."
 "Whats that?" I asked him and he said, you'll see
soon enough."  Well the first few nights he had me
naked and he played with my butt and then he ran a
finger over my hole, I thought that a was real dirty
thing to do.  After about a week he wet his finger and
put it in me, it hurt but not to bad and he had me
suck him while he moved his finger back and forth in
me.  By now he had me swallowing his "cum", his word
for the white stuff.  I didn't mind to much, it had a
sweet/salty taste.  A couple of weeks later he had me
lay on my belly and he got behind me and I was shocked
when I felt his face at my butt and something wet
licking my crack.  "Wayne, what are you doing, I poop
from there."  "Yeah but you showered before you came
to bed and I hope you washed good" he said.  Over the
next two or three nights he got to sucking my hole and
putting two or three fingers in me and I got to kinda
liking it.  Then one night he had me suck him but then
he turned me over and licked my ass again and he put
his cock at my hole instead of his fingers.  This
can't be good I thought as he pushed and I felt the
head of his cock pop in past my pucker.  My face was
buried in my pillow but I yelled with pain and he
stopped.  He tried to push more but it hurt to much.
It took another week before he could put the whole
thing in me and a few more days before he could what I
now know is fuck me.  Once he got me used to it, I was
hooked.  I loved it when he did it to me, sometimes I
would ask him for it and if he was mad at me he would
just let me suck him.  I think some times he did me
three time, morning, after school before anyone else
was home and then at night when we were in bed.
I still didn't like him much and he still treats me
like shit but I loved the sex.  At first I thought his
cock was huge, but after we started to have sex I
checked out guys cocks every chance I got and now
know, he was big but not out of the ordinary, maybe
6-6 1/2 inches and fairly thick.  There were boys in
my gym class almost that big, but I was to afraid to
try anything with them.

Wayne used me for sex for almost two years before I
did it with someone else.

Maybe you want to hear about that, let me know.
jasper355@yahoo.com