Date: Thu, 18 Mar 2021 00:47:47 +0000
From: mobius2021 <mobius2021@protonmail.com>
Subject: The Brotherhood Redux - 1 (Gay-Highschool)(Teen)(Oral)

THE BROTHERHOOD REDUX: by Mobius

In 1997, I originally wrote and published "The Brotherhood" under the
pen name Mobius at a time when I was coming out to myself. Writing this
story helped me to process my feelings and desires as I started accepting
myself as a young gay man.  Fast forward a couple of decades, and out of
curiosity I tried to find it again. Lo and behold, Nifty truly does earn
its name as an Archive.

While I am pleased the overall story has held up for me over time, as the
original author, I am taking it upon myself to correct some the writing.
Luckily, it's not an overhaul but a minor renovation.  Apparently when
you are young and full of cum, the eagerness for release makes a victim
of good grammar and storytelling.

Necessary Disclaimers:
* This story is fiction; none of characters represent any persons in real
life and none of the events described actually happened, at least to my
direct knowledge.
* This story depicts sexual activity between youths under the age of 18.
Do not read if, due to your age or region of residence, it is illegal for
you to do so.  If you are offended by narratives of this nature, why are
you even here, you hypocrite?
* Nifty preserved my original story for over two decades, so their
service is more than worth your donation to keep the archive running.
Please donate at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
* (c)1997,2021 Mobius Loop w/ permission for Nifty Archive Alliance.


Chapter 1 -- REFLECTIONS

I really can't believe that I had worked at Riverview High School for the
last fifteen years.  As the counselor of a mid-sized (1,500 students)
school in the Midwest, my job has always been interesting. Sometimes it
seems like only yesterday when I was hired by the principal as the school
counselor, right out of graduate school at the bright young age of
twenty-six.  Although young, I had lots of experience in dealing with
teenagers and their problems.  Overall, I have always loved my work and
loved the kids at the school.  There were some tricky times, though.

Probably the most interesting and difficult period at Riverview occurred
back in the early eighties.  I had started in 1981, and the following
school year, I found out about the Brotherhood.  Unfortunately, I really
couldn't tell anyone, because it was said to me in confidence. Young
Jason had brought it up to me.

He had been seeing me in regards to his depression.  It was nothing that
needed major drugs, and back then Prozac really didn't exist.  But we
spoke twice a week during his study hall to help him cope with a lot of
his feelings.  Things had been difficult for him: he had moved here
halfway through his freshman year, and really didn't feel like he fit
in.  He was from the east coast, and found things in the Midwest a little
"different". He couldn't get a break from any of the other boys, and none
of the girls would take him seriously.  It was so stressful it was
impacting his studies.  While he was an honors student at his last
school, here he was barely passing his classes.

We saw each other from January until March, and then suddenly he showed
up one day with a completely different attitude.

"I just wanted to stop in and say I won't be coming to see you anymore,"
he said.  I was curious, because he looked more contented than he had in
the last two months!

"You look different.  Can you tell me what happened?"

He smiled to himself, looking down on a new class ring that he wore on
his finger. "No, not right now.  But, if I tell you later, you're going
to keep it to yourself, right?"

"Absolutely."

"Great.  Okay, then, Mr. Bradley.  It's been cool, but I have to go."

"Okay, then.  Don't be a stranger.  Come in and say hi every now and
again."

He was out the door.  He never came by to visit, but I did see him in the
halls between classes.  He did seem to look happier, and it also looked
like he had made some friends.  I noticed him hanging around with a group
of boys I knew about.  They were achievers-- one was a football player,
one was in the theater program, one was well known on student government,
and there was Jason, who had gotten his grades up to honors level again.

At the end of the school year, it was the last day and as I was getting
ready to leave the office for a three-week vacation to visit my parents
in California, I noticed a bulky envelope had been slipped under my
office door.  I picked it up and opened it, unveiling a letter many pages
long.  It was from Jason.

###
Dear Mr. Bradley,

How are you.  I'm still doing great.  I just wanted to write and tell you
about what happened to me months ago.  I really can't believe it myself.
Please don't talk to this about anyone... I shouldn't even be writing
this.  But since you had put so much time into my problems, I figured I
owed you the answer.

It was one day in mid-March that I had to stay afterschool to make up a
gym class I had missed because of a sick day.  After I had finished
running track, I was late, so had to hurry through the locker room.  I
didn't have time to shower if I wanted to catch the bus, so I went to my
locker and quickly started to change.

While I was changing clothes, I noticed the showers were running. The
volleyball players I had seen in the gym must be in there, I thought.
But I heard something else with the running water.  It was a weird sound,
so I stopped and quietly moved towards the door to the shower room to see
what it was.

I couldn't believe it... I heard a deep groaning sound.  Then, I heard a
voice.  'Oh, yes, Brother, that's great.... uungh.'  Although I was
scared, I couldn't help myself.  I was very curious to find out what was
going on.  So, I carefully peeked my head inside the door and looked
around.

It was Todd Davis, secretary of the Student Senate, standing under the
shower, water running off his body.  He was on the shorter side but had a
pretty average body with a smattering of hair on his belly and chest.
And kneeling before him was Kyle Johnson, the football quarterback, WITH
TODD'S DICK IN HIS MOUTH!!!  Todd's eyes were rolled back, his body
slumped against the wall as Kyle's mouth worked up and down on his hard
cock.  Through the sound of the showers and groans of Kyle, I also heard
a smacking sound as Kyle's lips popped off of the cockhead and then
swallowed it up again.

I must have made a sound when I turned to leave, because they suddenly
stopped and looked my way.  I didn't notice if they saw me, because I
bolted out of the gym.  I couldn't believe what I had seen.  It bothered
me for the rest of the day.  I couldn't help thinking of these two boys
performing oral sex in the shower; it would be scandalous if anyone
knew!  And the worst part is, it had turned me on.  Just watching the sex
was arousing enough to get me erect, my dick straining in my jeans.  When
I went to bed that night, I gave in and jacked myself off to the memory
of the shower room just to relieve my arousal.

The next day was Friday, and as I sat eating my lunch, I noticed Todd
walking towards my table.  I was sitting by myself, so I figured he knew
that I had seen him yesterday.  He put down the tray across from me.

"Can I sit here?" he asked.

"Yeah, I guess..." I replied.  He sat down and looked at me, very
plainly.  He must have noticed my discomfort, because his voice became
very quiet.
"I was asked to talk to you about yesterday,' he said.  I wanted to
pretend it hadn't happened.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I lied.  But he wouldn't
relent.

"Yeah, you do.  No matter how much steam gets in my eyes, I can still
tell Jason Zander's face from anyone else in this school," he insisted.

"Look, what do you want?" I asked him directly.  I kind of wanted him to
go away.  Every time I looked at him, I remembered the scene from the day
before, and I was starting to get hard again.

"I want to know what you're going to do about seeing us yesterday.
That's all.  The fact is that should this thing get around, it could be
really bad for all of us.  It looked like you freaked yesterday, so I was
asked to find out what you're going to do," he said.  His voice was low
and I could tell from the look on his face that he was serious, and a
little anxious.

"Who asked?" I asked.  I had only seen Kyle, but he suddenly made it
sounds like a few more were involved.

"The others," he replied.  "I can't say anymore.  So, what are you
going to say, Jason?"

I had to think for a minute.  I really didn't see the point in saying
anything.  Although I didn't really know him or Kyle, they seemed like
cool people.  Besides, it would really suck if I ruined their life over
this.  The idea made my stomach turn a bit, as I quickly dismissed a
memory from my last school.  But I was also really curious about what was
going on. Who were these others?  It seemed like a real big conspiracy.

"Don't worry, Todd.  I won't say anything.  I know I looked pretty
shocked yesterday, but after thinking about it, I've decided I really
don't have any problems with it."

"Really?' he asked, his anxiety lifting off his face.

"No, it's cool, really.  You guys should just remember to be more
discrete," I smiled.  I could tell that he felt a lot better.

"Listen, are you doing anything tonight?  My folks just got cable.  Would
you be interested in coming over?" he asked with a relieved tone of
voice.

I was a little wary, considering what I had seen in the shower room.
Maybe he got the wrong impression from me.  But then he must have seen
the look on my face.

"Don't worry," he assured me.  "There won't be any shower rooms. You
just really turned out to be really cool, especially after what
happened."

I laughed.

"Yeah, okay," I smiled.  I was actually excited just because this was
the first person from town who asked me to do anything socially.  Maybe
the little accident would be to my benefit.  So, we made plans, finished
our lunch, and left the cafeteria.
The rest of the day passed slowly, as Fridays often do.  But afterschool,
as I was relaxing in the afternoon, I still could not get the picture of
Todd and Kyle out of my head.  The more I thought of it, the more it
turned me on.  I ended up getting off again in the shower as I got
cleaned up for the evening at Todd's.  This time I imagined myself to be
Todd, the water running off my body, as Kyle's lips passionately worked
up and down on my cock.  I came so hard that my knees got week and I kind
of collapsed in the tub.

His house was only about six blocks away from mine, further into the
suburbs.  The houses were further apart and had larger yards with a lot
more trees and shrubbery.  As I walked up to the door, it suddenly opened
and there stood Todd.  He was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair
of jeans... a definite change from the button-down shirt and pants from
school earlier.

"C'mon in, Jason," he said.  "My parents are out of town until
tomorrow afternoon.  They're visiting my grandparents, so we have the
place to ourselves."  I entered the house and noticed that it looked
really nice. His parents must be financially comfortable.  I learned his
father was a CPA and his mother was an Assistant Manager at a big-name
store in town.

We went down into the T.V. room in the basement.  I noticed there was bar
and poor table on one end of the basement, and the other end was modelled
up to be a study / T.V. room.  Todd turned on the T.V. and I was amazed
at the clarity of the picture.  We had always had to use an antenna, but
the picture was often fuzzy.  This picture was great.

For an hour, Todd and I sat around and talked.  I learned he was a
sophomore and had just been elected to the Student Senate that year.  I
talked about living on Cape Cod, and going to the great beaches during
the summertime.  I really started enjoying myself.  Todd was an honest
person with a great personality.  In many respects, he had a magnetic
style to him.

At eight o'clock, the doorbell rang.  Todd bolted up out of the couch and
looked surprised.

"Oh, damn!" he said.  "I forgot to tell you... I had made plans for few
other friends to come over."

"Oh, that's okay. I had fun," I said, standing up.

"No, no, you stay." he said.  "You guys will like each other, I'm sure."

He left the room for a few minutes.  I could hear him open the door and
the sound of a few other male voices.  I heard Todd drop his voice for a
few seconds...  probably telling them about me... and then a whole troupe
started coming down the stairs.

In walked Todd with Scott Reardon.  I had seen him in the winter
performance of Midsummer Night's Dream.  He was a good actor, and good
looking, too.  Tall, lean, but surprisingly defined.  I was introduced
and Scott seemed friendly enough.  Then, someone else came down the
stairs and I turned to see who it was.

It was Kyle.  I could tell that he was a bit shy when we were formally
introduced, but he didn't let anything show.  After a little small talk,
everyone sat on one of the two sofas set up at right angles in front of
the T.V.  I noticed that Scott went over and helped himself to hard
liquor at the bar on the other end of the basement.

As the hours went on, I relaxed more as I got to know more about Todd and
his friends.  They talked about school a lot, about the other kids they
knew, and a lot about girls.  As time went on, the drinks from the bar
got passed around.  As they poured vodka, I tried it for the first time.
God, it burned on the way down!  But after a couple of drinks, I got
quite used to it.

Finally, it was around 11pm.  Scott walked over to the bar and called
Todd over.  I watched them talk quietly between themselves, not being
able to make out what was being said.  Finally, as Todd walked back with
another shot of vodka, Scott looked right into my eyes.

By 11:30, I was starting to feel a little drunk by the vodka.  I refused
any more liquor.  By now, I was slumped on the sofa with Todd and Kyle
sitting on the floor, their backs leaning against the sofa.  Scott was
lying on the other sofa.  We were watching some awful movie on cable, but
the girls were naked, so it was good for a few kicks.

"So," I finally said, "I noticed that each of you wears the same ring.
It's not really a class ring.  What is it?"

I could tell that the others kind of looked at one another for a second.
They seemed to hesitate in their reply.  Finally, Scott spoke up.

"We'd tell you, but then we'd have to kill you," he said in the
voice of Sean Connery as James Bond.  Todd and Kyle glanced at each
other.  There was something weird going on.

"We could tell him," Todd said.  He turned to me.  "We could tell you,
but you would have to swear not to tell anyone.  No one."

The alcohol had made me brave.  "Does it have anything to do with
yesterday?"  I could tell that I had made them a little nervous.  They
kept looking back at one another.  Kyle seemed to be getting really
embarrassed, turning a peculiar color of red.

Todd spoke up to the others, "Guys, it's okay.  He said he wouldn't say
anything.  He said it was cool with him."

Scott's demeanor suddenly changed from nervous expectation to annoyance.

"Fuck, Todd, I told you not to say anything with me in the room.  He saw
you two, not me.  Goddammit, be more careful!"

"No, listen, I trust him," Todd said.  Those words alone made me feel
appreciated for the first time since I started at the school.  It was the
first time I had felt any sort of trust as the new kid before.

"Jason," Kyle spoke up, silencing the others, "Why are you cool with it?
A lot of people freak out.  Why are you cool with what you saw?"

I kind of shrugged my shoulders, "Yeah, I know I looked spooked
yesterday, but it's just that I had never seen it before so close.  When
I lived on the Cape, I had a good friend who was gay.  It used to bother
me, but I realized it doesn't change who he was as a person.  I just
never saw it before.  So, listen, it's cool.  To each his own... right?"

"Truth or dare, Jason," Scott spoke up, "Did you do anything with your
gay friend?"

"No, I never did." The alcohol was making me flush, remembering him.

"Did you ever want to?  I mean, you knew about him, what he did. You
trusted him.  Did you ever want to try it?" Scott continued.

"No, not really.  It never interested me before."

"Before?  Has that changed now?"

I had to stop.  I didn't want to say anything about getting turned on by
the shower scene, but the vodka buzz had loosened my judgement.

"Well.... it hasn't been easy to forget the shower scene."

"Jason...." Todd asked very slowly from the floor in front of me.  "Would
you like to see more?"

Everyone was looking at me.  Well, there was no question now that Scott
was one of the "others" who sent Todd to talk to me that day.  I could
feel the blood pulsing in my body.

I couldn't answer, my mind wasn't working well with the alcohol buzz.
But after a minute, Todd slipped closer to Kyle and kissed him on the
lips.  Their mouths opened and I saw their tongues softly dancing between
them.  I was stunned, and could just sit there watching.

Kyle scootched even closer to Todd as his hands reached for Todd's
shirt.  They broke for a minute as Todd pulled off his shirt, revealing
his
chest.  It was well defined, but not built.  Todd then reached over and
pulled off Kyle's shirt, exposing a much bulkier muscular build on the
quarterback.

Right in front of me, Todd laid Kyle back on the floor at my feet and
locked his lips tightly onto one of Kyle's dark nipples.  As Kyle
groaned, Todd switched sides after a minute.  Then, his pursed lips moved
down the hard ripples in Kyle's stomach, licking and wetly kissing.  Kyle
lifted his hand and started running his fingers through Todd's hair.

Todd stopped his tongue bath as he got to the button in Kyle's pants.  He
looked up at me, a playful look in his eyes, and spoke.

"Can you help me?" he said.  I assumed he wanted me to unbutton Kyle's
pants, but all I could do was watch in a half-drunken stupor.  The scene
had brought back all of the feelings from the shower scene the day
before, and as my eyes were fixated on their show, I noticed my dick was
uncomfortably swelling in my jeans.

Todd focused on Kyle again.  He opened the button in Kyle's pants and as
he pulled the zipper back, he exposed the uncovered thick penis of his
lover.  It was hard and was stiff against Kyle's stomach like a compass
pointing North.

"Oh, yes Brother," Kyle gasped with his eyes closed.  Todd opened the
flaps of the pants wide and even pulled them down below his buttocks.  I
could see Kyle's built legs and expected that his ass must also be
wonderfully firm.

Todd slowly touched the bottom of Kyle's shaft with the tip of his
tongue.  He ran the tip up the hot skin of his cock until he reached the
thick head.  I noticed that Kyle was circumcised, his shiny purple glans
on display for all to see.  Todd's tongue went up and down a few times
as Kyle moaned. Todd finally laid down at Kyle's side and brought his
mouth down to Kyle's
scrotum.  His wet lips pressed against the tight nuts in their skin
pouch, inhaling deeply as he moved his mouth over the taught sack.

As Todd moved up again, he smiled at Kyle, "I love it when you shave
before you come over."  and I noticed that Kyle's scrotum was shaved
completely smooth.  Todd wrapped his lips around the bulging purple tip
of Kyle's cock
and in what must have been an instant, suddenly had his whole mouth
around
the thick shaft.  Todd quickly got up to speed, the large cock moving in
and out of his mouth.  Kyle looked like he was in heaven, a thin film of
sweat covering his bare skin.  His eyes met mine for a moment absently,
but
then looked away in the glow of Todd's ministrations.

I noticed that Scott stood up from the sofa and knelt down on the floor
beside the two.  Quickly opening his jeans, he pulled out his hard dick
and started stroking it quickly.  It wasn't particularly long, but
seemed to be pretty thick. I noticed that he also seemed to be free of
hair around his cock.  His free hand moved over and started to cup
Scott's balls, pulling them gently.  Scott let out an incredible sigh.

Todd was really moving quickly.  I could hear the sounds of his wet
smacking as Kyle's cock churned in and out of his mouth.  Kyle looked
absolutely delusional...  he probably didn't even know where he was the
pleasure was so great.  Automatically, he pumped his hips to the time of
Todd's sucking.  To the side of them, Scott quickly stroked his dick as
Kyle fondled his tightening sack.

I couldn't believe this, but then the drinks had left me powerless to
turn away.  Not only did I have to look, but I wanted to look.  The three
of them were so hot, so in my face, that my dick felt like it was going
to explode without being touched.  It was stiff and throbbing in my
shorts, but at this
point, I was still too fascinated by them to address my own arousal.

After a few minutes of silence, with the exception of heavy breathing,
Kyle began to speak.

"Uh...Brother...." he gulped.  "I'm going to cum..... I'm.... oh, my
Brother.... oh.......UNGH!"  Suddenly Kyle stopped, his hips frozen
thrusting into Todd's mouth.  Todd's stopped pumping and simply moved his
lips around Kyle's dick as an infant sucking its mother's teat hungrily
for milk.  They froze there together as Todd eagerly accepted Kyle's
milky emission.

Although Scott had been pretty silent, he made an incredibly loud gasp as
his body froze and he quickened his hand.  His red cockhead started to
throb and a huge gob of cum shot from it, landing in a milky puddle on
Todd's back.  In reaction, Todd slowly pulled his mouth off of Kyle's
cock, letting a trickle of frothy mixture of saliva and cum run out of
the corner of his lips.

The three of them started to relax.  Scott fell back onto the floor, his
softening dick still protruding from his pants.  Todd collapsed exhausted
beside Kyle, laying on his stomach with the spots of Scott's
semen still pooled on his back.

I sat back on the sofa as I watched them return to coherent
consciousness.  They all looked exhausted but incredibly happy.  All of
them wore expressions of fatigued release.  For myself, I was still in
awe about what I had just witnessed.

Suddenly, Kyle started laughing from the floor next to me.  "I guess you
didn't know cable could be so exciting, huh, Jason."

The others laughed with him.  Todd turned his head and smiled at me,
winking.

"A little better than yesterday..." he said.  "At least it was something
worth watching."

"Apparently he enjoyed it," Scott offered, gesturing at the bulge in my
jeans.  The three laughed again.

The thrill of the show was waning, and I was flooded with curiosity,
bordering on panic.

"Okay, guys," I finally said, my voice raspy and dry.  "I don't know what
is going on here.  What is all this?  What's with the rings, and what the
hell is the 'Brother' crap about??"

Scott moved over to Todd and leaned over, sucking his own thick semen off
of his back.  When he had finished, Todd rolled over and looked up at me.

"You're the first person we've let watch us who hasn't been initiated
into The Brotherhood." he replied, the smear of cum still on his chin.

"The Brotherhood?"  I asked.

"Alright, Jason.  I guess it's about time we explain...."