From: an19066@anon.penet.fi (Christopher Pursell)
Subject: STORY: I-37 (mm, MINORS)
Reply-To: an19066@anon.penet.fi
Date: Thu, 10 Jun 1993 15:52:02 GMT


	WARNING:  This story contains descriptions of sexual
		  acts between MINOR boys.  If this subject 
		  offends you, do not read furhter!  You have
		  been warned!


     I-37    /written (in the car) by Nick Tails./


     I had asked Jim about his two sons.  He was on his way
from Corpus Christi, traveling I-37 north from the coast to San
Antonio.  His RV that he was driving was not completely new, but
he had only had it for a couple of months.
     Chad was his youngest son, 12 years old and dark hair.  His
older brother, Shawn, was 13 and blond.  They were only nine
months apart, really.  Supposedly, their mother had gotten
pregnant with Shawn, had him, then started on Chad right away. 
It was this mother that they were on their way to see in Fort
Worth.  She had been sick and was in the hospital, cause to drive
all night.
     The upper bunk of the RV was a bed, in the overhang over the
drivers' cab.  This was one of two beds, and even though Jim
would not use his, the boys chose to sleep in the same bed.
     They were all sitting in Braum's in San Antonio when I saw
Jim.  Although it had been several years since I had seen him, he
still recognized me and came over to my table.  I had gone to
school with Jim several years ago in Austin.  It was one of those
weird endings to a friendship, I had said something along the
lines of "call me sometime" and then of course we had never seen
each other until now.  Still, he appeared glad to see me.
     "How are you going to Fort Worth?" I asked him.
     "Bought an RV in July.  Out in the parking lot."
     I searched for it and found it parked close to my van and
camper.
     "Nice roadster.  You can all fit in there, your whole family
I mean?"
     "Well, it's just the four of us.  Come on," and he motioned
me to follow him out to the RV.  Chad and Shawn, as I had found
out their names during our conversation, stayed at their table,
talking together.
     The RV was quite nice.  Jim said that he had gotten a good
deal through a friend who works at an RV dealer in Corpus
Christi.  His only complaint was the gas milage, but he was
willing to put up with that for the convenience of pulling his
"house" all over Texas and Arkansas.
     The overhanging bed over the cab looked like it had gotten
quite a bit of use, as the covers and bedsheets were pulled off
the bed and in a jumble.  When I asked Jim about it, he motioned
me to sit down in one of the captain's chairs at the front of the
RV.  He stared at the restaurant, watching Chad and Shawn through
the glass.
     "My boys are gay," he told me.  He said it neither
disappointingly or approvingly, he just said it.  "Shawn started
out gay, I know that.  I don't know how Chad would have been on
his own, but the boys are so close, apparently Shawn got Chad
involved."
     Jim then proceeded to tell me, in intricate detail, about
what had happened between Corpus Christi and San Antonio.  I
talked with the two boys briefly after Jim walked away.  Chad
seemed reluctant to talk about it but Shawn was rather outspoken,
enough where the folks at the next table left to avoid hearing
more details.  I said goodbye to Jim and the boys, hoped that
Jim's wife would make it through (I would learn later that she
came out of the accident just fine), and exchanged phone numbers
so we could "have lunch sometime".  After they pulled out and
headed north, I went into my camper sitting in the parking lot,
pulled out the laptop, and wrote down what I had been told.
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     It was probably 8:00 and dark when Chad was shaken awake. 
His brother was next to him, lying in the bed, moving up against
his body.  Chad had heard heavy breathing, and he gradually
became aware that Shawn was masturbating right next to him.  The
RV shook from a bump in the road beneath them.
     Shawn saw that his brother was watching him.
     "You're jacking off again? It's just been and hour since you
did that," Chad said.
     "It's just always hard," Shawn justified.  He paused for a
moment and looked at his brother.  The RV shook again.  "Would
you suck my weenie?"
     "Why?" Chad asked.
     "It feels good when you suck it."  Chad looked apprehensive. 
Shawn continued, "Come on, I'll suck your weenie back."  Chad
shrugged and turned to Shawn.  Shawn pulled down the covers.  He
was still in his clothes, and had just pulled down his pants
about six inches to get to his prick.  Chad helped his brother
out of his clothes and tossed them over to the side.  They didn't
have to worry about Jim hearing him below.  He was driving and
had the radio up loud enough to drown out what was going on just
above him.
     Chad, still dressed, crawled between his brother's legs. 
Shawn moved back and sat up partially and watched.  Shawn was
uncut like his brother, and as far as he knew they were the only
two boys around who were like that.  Shawn liked not being cut. 
As he often told his brother, it felt good to have that extra
skin to rub.  Chad wasn't sure, stating simply that he had no
basis for comparison.
     Neither of the boys had any hair on their bodies, that would
come later.  Chad gripped the cock, a firm five inches, and
pulled the skin back from the head.  Shawn's cock was already
hard, a result of having been masturbating for the last 30 miles. 
Chad touched the head with his tongue, swiping precum from the
tip.  He held Shawn's balls with his left hand and held the cock
with his right.  Chad slowly swallowed the cock, letting the head
rub against his throat.  Shawn took a deep breath and sighed,
smiling all the while.
     The younger brother moved up and down the swollen shaft of
the older, and since Shawn had been jacking for quite a while, he
was ready to come as it was.  Chad moved his tongue, feeling the
ridges of Shawn's cock in his mouth, rubbing and tugging at his
balls.
     "Chad...I think I'm going...to...Oh, God...Chad, suck my
weenie, oh..." Shawn went on.  This routine was familiar to Chad,
they had been doing this for a few months.  Shawn grunted, and
his cock pulsed and sprayed his juices for Chad to drink.  The
spurts were few, but they exhausted the boy, his chest visibly
rose and fell in the light.
     Chad pulled off and licked his lips, making sure to get the
last tastes of his brother's boy juice.  His own peter inside his
pants was straining to be released.  He moved up and straddled
his brother's chest as Shawn moved down into a lying position.
     Shawn reached up and unsnapped Chad's jeans, reaching in and
feeling Chad's straining boner. Chad briefly half-stood and slid
his pants off his body, his cum-stained white briefs following,
and waved his cock in front of Shawn's face.  Shawn repeated the
actions his brother had taken, pulling back Chad's foreskin and
letting the cock swell, precum dripping from the prick.  He
reached and brought the head inside his mouth, resting his tongue
against the shaft and nudging the side.  Chad let his mind race
on the first time Shawn had done this to him, the two alone in
their bedroom, just playing around.  It felt better every time.
     Shawn slowly rubbed Chad's cock with his tongue, exploring
the ridges and crevices of his younger brother's aformidable
tool.  Chad shut his eyes and rocked his hips slowly, pulling out
his erection from Shawn's mouth and letting him have it back.  It
was quite a sight to see the two adolescents having sex with each
other.
     Shawn pulled the cock away from his mouth and rubbed on Chad
for a moment before taking him back in.  Chad was leaking quite
an amount of precum and it kept running down the side of young
Shawn's face.
     Chad started breathing harder and groaning just a little bit
louder.  Shawn had put his hands on Chad's rear and massaged his
brother's butt while sucking cock.  Chad ran his hands through
Shawn's blond spiked hair just as his rich, creamy boycum started
pumping through his cock, and his brother sucked the juices into
his throat.
     Chad slowed up and fell beside his brother and looked into
his eyes.  He kissed Shawn once as they felt the RV turn and come
to a stop.  With a quick glance out the window, he told Shawn
they had stopped at a gas station in Mathis, just off the
interstate.  The boys threw on their clothes and clambered out of
the vehicle while Jim pumped gas.
     They took off to the restroom and found what they were
looking for: The condom dispenser.  Chad and Shawn dug through
their pockets and came up with 75 cents.
     "They're 50 cents each," Chad said.
     "So we'll get one."
     "For both of us?"
     "Sure," Shawn told him.  "First I'll come in it, then you
put it on and come in it."  He paused for a moment.  "Then I can
put it back on and come again, then you can, then I can..." he
went on while Chad dropped the quarters.  The one inch thin
package fell into Chad's hands and he stuffed it into his pocket.
     They followed each other outside and found Jim inside,
getting drinks.  The humidity and the sex had the brothers both
sweating and they mutually decided to get a couple of Cokes, then
headed back into the RV.  Within a few minutes, they were back
where they had been before, Jim driving and the boys on the bed. 
They sipped the drinks while handing the cellophane package back
and forth.
     "Have you ever used one?" Chad asked Shawn.
     Shawn shook his head.  "I know how they work, though."
     "I don't think my weenie's big enough."
     "So we'll tie it on with a rubber band," Shawn told him. 
Chad accepted this as he looked the small box over.
     Chad asked, "Do you want to wear it first?"  Shawn shrugged,
leaving the decision to his brother.  After a moment of thought,
he scooted over in front of Shawn, reached and unsnapped Shawn's
pants, and pulled out the flaccid cock.
     Shawn sipped from his straw as he watched his brother play
with his boytoy.  Chad opened the package and pulled out the
rolled condom, then started stroking his brother to make him
hard.  Shawn's erection gradually returned and Chad started to
unroll the rubber over Shawn's adolescent boner.  It didn't quite
fit.
     Chad took his brother's suggestion and located a rubber
band.  He double-looped it around the base of Shawn's cock, being
careful not to make it too tight, but snug.
     "Feel okay?" Chad asked.
     "Feels great."
     "Homemade cockring," Chad told Shawn.  Shawn smiled as he
started to unbutton Chad's shirt and pulled it off.  The brothers
started to undress each other once again, and soon their clothes
were against the wall and the nude kids were on top of each
other.  Chad got down on all fours and looked out the side
window.  He could see the reflection of Shawn getting ready to
mount him.  Shawn moved closer and rubbed his little brother's
ass, fingering the virgin pucker with some of the lubricant from
the condom.
     With a gasp from Chad, Shawn started to enter.  The head of
Shawn's cock popped in, and inch by inch, Shawn got a little bit
more.  The rectum was tight, but Chad was able to handle Shawn's
preteen cocksize without much of a problem.  With a final push,
Chad felt his brother's balls hit his ass.
     Shawn started to hump slowly.  At first he wasn't sure if
Chad could handle the job, but he slowly became aware that he
could.  He rocked his hips, pulling out halfway, then pushing in,
then pulling out a little farther than before.  He continued this
step-up until he was almost pulling out of Chad's ass completely
before diving back in.
     Shawn brought up the pace, driving just a little bit harder
each time, bumping Chad's buns with just a little more force. 
Chad felt the young meat rubbing against the inner walls of his
ass, and he loved every second of it.  He pushed back his rear to
feel more and more of Shawn.
     Shawn started to gasp slightly as his hairless, smooth balls
began to tighten.  He banged furiously against the young, slick
skin.  His peter ached as he reamed his brother.  The breathing
became more difficult, and he cried silently as his cock pulsed
from the thick, sweet cream he fed Chad from his boyprick.  He
slowed as his orgasm faded and pulled from his brother.
     Chad's cock stood at absolute attention, as he was fully
prepared to return the fuck he had just received.  He undid the
band from Shawn's peter and pulled the rubber from him.
     "Now you get to have my weenier up your butt," Chad told
Shawn.  Shawn laid on his belly, exhausted as he was, and pulled
his knees under him, waving his ass at Chad.  Chad pulled the
rubber over his penis, pressing his brother's hot semen against
the tip of his cock.  With the rubber cockring in place, he
pulled apart Shawn's buns and exposed his hole.  Shawn was ready
for Chad.
     "How was I?" Shawn wanted to know.  Chad reached around
Shawn and hugged him tightly.
     "Nobody gives me weenie like you do, Shawn.  I love you." 
Shawn smiled and felt Chad's hot body gripping his own.  Chad
held his position for a moment, then got back up and located
Shawn's deep hole again.  He slowly started to feed his tender
cock into Shawn's rear.  It slipped in much more easily than Chad
took in Shawn's boycock, simply for the reason Chad had humped
Shawn's butt before.  Mucho vezes.  Many times.
     In an almost instant replay, Chad started to bump his pelvis
against his brother's body, pulling his extraneous boner from
Shawn and giving it back.  Shawn weakly groaned as Chad moved in
and out from him, his anal lining clinging to Chad's thin peter. 
     Both boys started to sweat as Chad's rigid cock started to
tingle.  The precum was flooding from the head of Chad's boycock
while he panted.  His soft skin was tightening, his little
nipples growing erect, his body shaking as he felt his sperm
crawl.  He slowed to almost a stop as he squeezed his hands
against Shawn's belly, his orgasm tight enough to the point of
feeling his heart.  His rich semen sprayed and spurted through
his cock, the pumping strong enough to make his penis jump, and
Chad forced himself into Shawn's rear once again, pressing his
balls against the warm body, pressing his peter as deep as its
inches would go into Shawn's bowels.
     "Chad, I think your weenier exploded," Shawn reported.  Chad
didn't say anything, his breath taken from the size of his
coming.  He lied down behind Shawn, making sure to keep his cock
deep inside Shawn's butt, not wanting to move.
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     They had fallen asleep like this, and when they had arrived
at the Braum's in San Antonio to eat, Jim had found the two boys
asleep, and saw Chad's cock still inside his brother.  When I
talked to Chad in the restaurant, he told me he was still wearing
the used condom.  The rubber band cockring was still at the base
of his weenie, as he put it.

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