Date: Mon, 9 Nov 2020 21:51:26 +0000 (UTC) From: John Parker Subject: Adam-and-Ben If you're on Nifty you know what to expect. This is totally fictional and if any of these guys exist, I don't know them. Please contribute what you can to nifty so we can all keep enjoying this, you get a lot more from here than you get from going to a movie https://donate.nifty.org/ My name is Adam. I'm fifteen years old, sixteen in two weeks, and for a boy my age my body is pretty buff. I've got a six-pack and an Adonis belt that none of my friends have. I matured early. Before I was twelve, I had armpit hair and a pubic muff, and could shoot cum. Today I've got some hair between my pecs, and a treasure trail. I've got large balls and my cock is pretty much man-size. I don't know if it will get any bigger, but even if it doesn't, I'm still happy with it. Now that I've told you about my body, I'll tell you how I keep so fit. I'm on the high school wrestling team. Put those two things together and you can imagine what this body looks like in a wrestling singlet, pretty damn hot. This particularly large package for a fifteen-year-old has been a competitive benefit. It's not uncommon for an opponent who has his arm between my legs to do a double-take when he feels it on his bicep. That split second is all I need. I share this bedroom and bathroom with my twelve-year-old brother, Ben. I don't ever remember not having him in here with me. Ben still has a boy's body and, having seen him a couple times drying off after a shower, I know he is starting to get body hair, but not as much as I had at his age. Last night, like every night, I kissed him on the forehead and he patted my cheek. I slipped off my boxers and crawled in bed. Ben slept in his undies, but I've slept naked since I was twelve. I knew my dad did it, though I'd never seen him naked, but it seemed like the grown-up thing to do. I woke up this morning with Ben feeling me up. I said, "What are you doing, Ben?" "Playing with your cock," he said, like this is a perfectly normal thing for a little brother to be doing. "And how long have you been doing this?" I asked, expecting an answer like five or ten minutes. "Almost three years," he said, but you almost never wake up. "I usually do it at night, but you had a big tent in your sheets this morning, so I checked you out." "Three years," I choked. Ben still had his hand almost circling my boner while we had this conversation. "Why don't you let go of that thing? What have you been doing with me all this time?" "Lots of stuff, you're really fun to play with. I pretty much toyed with your entire body." "I'm listening." "Well, I play with your balls, and I can make them dance, but they're too tight to do that now. Sometimes I stick my little finger in your piss slit," "What?" "It's pretty big you know." He pinched my cock head to open up my slit, and it stretched half way across my large glans. I hadn't noticed before, because it's kind of hidden until you open it up. "You can't get hard when I do it or I'll get stuck in there." "Go on." "Well, I like to wrap my hand around your soft cock and let you grow in my hand. I like feeling it get bigger, harder and hotter, until I can't close up around it anymore. Then I rub it. Sometimes your cock leaks a clear sticky stuff that I use to help my hand slide up and down you. Then you squirt some thick white stuff all over your chest and belly." I thought that I was having a lot of wet dreams. Now I know why. "Do you know what that stuff is, Ben?" "No." "The clear stuff is called pre-cum, and the white stuff is called cum." "Why does it happen?" "Precum makes my cock slippery, as you know, and cum is what men use to make babies. Do you have any of that stuff yet? "No. I play with myself and sometimes it feels really good, but nothing comes out of it." "Okay, that's my cock and balls, what have you been doing with the rest of me." "Well, I like to bury my face in your belly hair. It smells like you and it kind of tickles my nose. Sometimes I lick, suck, or even nibble on your nipples. You really seem to like that. You make a lot of sounds when I do it. Sometimes I put my lips up against yours like this." I just laid there. "When you're asleep you open your mouth and stick your tongue into my mouth and we rub our tongues together." "Try it again," I said. He did, and I French kissed my brother. I couldn't believe I was doing it, but it was like an electric current running through my body. I put my hand on his neck, holding his mouth against mine. I don't know how long we did it. "Like that," I said. "Whoa," he said, "nothing like that." "Anything else?" "No, that's pretty much it, but sometimes I just close my eyes and run my hands slowly over your body. I'll start at your knees and work my way all the way up to your face." "Ben, I'm really surprised that I'm okay with this, but I am. I won't tell you that you can't do it anymore while I'm asleep, and it probably wouldn't stop you anyway; but it's not fair that you get to have all the fun. Play with me while I'm awake, and I'll play with you too. When we go to bed tonight, you can show me all that stuff you were talking about." I put my arms out to him. "Crawl up here, Ben, and let me give you hug." He climbed on top of me and put his head on my shoulder as I wrapped my arms around him. "I love you, Ben." "I know, Adam. I love you too." We laid like that until dad called upstairs and said "Breakfast is ready, get your butts down here." I pulled on a pair of boxers and put on a t-shirt, Ben did too. That was acceptable breakfast wear around here, primarily because that's what dad always wore. Mom wore a bulky house coat; I think she had long since giving up asking dad to wear a robe. Ben and I didn't even have one. When we went to bed that night I said, "Play time, but everything you do to me I'll do to you." "That leaves out your piss slit", he said. "No, I want to see that, but I won't do that to you." "You want to see dancing balls? Just lay back and watch. When I touch you high on the inside of your leg your ball on that side pulls up. When I touch your knee, it relaxes. They both do it. Watch." He sang Mary had a little lamb as my balls bounced up and down. "How many songs do you play on me?" "Only a couple, but Old Mac Donald is fun, especially the e-i-e-i-o part" "Okay Ben, drop the shorts, it's my turn." He let his boxers fall to the floor. "Dam, Ben your balls are as big as mine." "I know." "Get up here and let me try that." I didn't have the rhythm, but his balls danced to my touch. "I want you to show me that piss slit thing now," I said. He grabbed my soft cock and stuck his finger into it. He wiggled it around and said, "Look at my cock puppet." It's hard to describe how it felt, but it was definitely pleasant. "Can you put more of it in?" "Are you sure?" "Oh, yes," I said "It's half way in," Ben said. "Keep going." "Okay, but if you get hard, we may spend the rest of our lives like this." "I'm all the way in, Adam." I wrapped my hand around my cock to feel the fullness within it. It wasn't pleasure, it wasn't pain, it was just special. "You're growing, Adam, I've got to take it out." "Kiss me, Ben." "Anywhere, anytime, Adam." We had a deep passionate kiss, better than this morning. Ben eventually put his head on my shoulder breathing heavily. "Can I play with your nipples?" I said. "You can, but they don't work like yours." I tried, but his nipples were too small; and he was just putting up with me, not enjoying what I was doing. "I'm sorry, Ben, I tried." "It's not like I didn't tell you; but now it's my turn. Just lay back, Adam, because I'm going to blow your mind." I started to lick Adam's nipples until he popped his buttons, then I started to suck. Shortly he started to pant a bit. "Damn, Ben, that feels so good" I said, as I put my hand on the back of his head. "No hands!" "Ben, it's too much." "I'm nowhere near done yet." I don't know how long he did that, and it was a mixture of agony and ecstasy at the end. I finally pushed his head away; I couldn't take it anymore. "Want some more?" "Oh, god no." I looked at my nipples, they were swollen and flaming red. "Damn, Ben, how did you discover that?" "They looked like they would be fun to play with and you really seemed to like it. I never took it this far before, but I knew I could." "He grabbed my cock and said, "Do you want to do something with this?" "Yeah, but we'll do it my way. Come and lay between my legs with your cock next to my cock." "Now, start rubbing your cock against mine and push your hips into me. I'll do the same to you. Start slow, but you're going to want to go faster later." I shot a load between us and Ben had a dry orgasm. "I've always loved you, Ben, but never so much as now." Ben said, "I know." He fell asleep on top of me. With my arms around him. In the morning he was still on top of me and we were glued together with my cum. I kissed him awake and said, "G'morning, little bro." "G'morning, big bro." He peeled his abs off mine and some of my belly hairs went with him. "We need a shower before breakfast," I said. "Together?" "Works for me." I had obviously showered with guys before, but never together. We got under the spray and I started to build up a lather on my body hair. Then I scooped a big handful of suds off my cock and washed Ben's face with it. He returned the favor. We lathered up and Ben kept going back to my cock and balls. "They're clean, Ben. You're not washing anymore, you're playing." We rinsed off, but before we left the shower I said, "Kiss me Ben, but not like last night, just lips, no tongues." We kissed and sucked on each other's lips. As we climbed out of the shower, Ben said, "That's a really nice kiss, too." "There's a time and a place for everything. Ben" Dad called up, "Breakfast is ready ..." Before he could finish Ben and I both hollered, "Get you're butts down here." When we entered the kitchen mom said, "You guys look particularly chipper this morning." "I slept really well last night, and had a nice shower this morning," Ben said. "Me too," I added, not telling her that we had done both together. That night I told Ben to sit next to me. "Ben, last night was great, but we can't do that every night. How often did you play with me while I was sleeping?" "Usually, only Fridays and Saturdays." "How about we keep it to that? The rest of the week we can cuddle and soft kiss, but keeping our drawers on." "Okay." "So, let's get in a good cuddle before we go to bed." "Time to get into your own bed, l'il bro." I slipped off my boxers and slid under my covers, just as he dropped his drawers and crawled into his bed naked. "Cool move, dude." I said, as I gave him a thumbs up. When I woke up my treasure trail was crusty. "Ben, did you mess with me last night?" "Yeah, but it was Saturday, and you said I could." My brother was becoming a slut. After breakfast Ben asked me if I wanted to go skate boarding with him. I hadn't done that since I was his age, but I said yes. Skateboarding is like bike riding, you get back attached to it really fast. We skated to a park a couple of blocks away, and then went down the trails into the park. I had forgotten how much fun this was. Ben said, "I've got to take a pee, there's a toilet just up there." "And there's a bunch of trees over there," I said. "Not going to take it out in public." There was a trough urinal, but despite everything we share he didn't want to take a piss next to me. That was going to change. He went into a stall. When he came out, he said, "There's a hard cock sticking through a hole in the wall in there" "That's something we need to talk about." At dinner that night Mom said. "Did you boys have fun? I answered by saying, "I learned that just because you're older, doesn't mean you have to leave the good stuff behind." The look on Dad's face startled me, like I had kicked him in the gut. When we went to bed I said to Ben, "It' Sunday, but I need to show you something. Come here." I pulled his boxers down to his hips and sucked on his cock until he got hard, then pulled his boxers up. "That, Ben, is called a blow job, and that's what the man in the bathroom wanted you to do to him. I don't know why it's called a blow job, because all you have to do is suck. What his cock was sticking through is called a glory hole." "Can we do that?" "When Friday comes, but I have to warn you I may put come in your mouth, and you may not like it." "You do." "Okay, I'm listening." "Once I had my finger in your pee hole and you got hard, that's how I know I can't do it. I was stuck, so I stroked your cock hoping you'd shoot that white stuff to force my finger out. You were plugged, but eventually you forced my finger out and you squirted over your mouth and forehead. You stuck your tongue out and licked it off your lips. I kept putting in on your lips and you kept eating it. You wouldn't believe how much of that stuff I've fed you." "Friday we'll see how you like it." Crawl up here for a cuddle, and then it's time for bed." We both dropped our shorts and jumped under the covers. Friday came and we went to our bedroom. Ben was naked almost before the door closed. "Are you ready for me?" "Damn, Ben, you look like you're out for a kill. I don't know." "It's been a long week, Adam. Why are you still dressed?" I stripped and laid on my bed. "Can we do that blowjob thing?" "Yeah, later, but if we start with that and I cum I won't want to play anymore, that's the way men's bodies work. I can play forever until I cum." We played for a really long time; he ravaged my nipples harder than he had before. I discovered that licking his arm pits was a real turn on for him, and I did it for a long time. I actually liked it too. "It's getting late, Ben. Let's do the new stuff." "Will you suck on me, or do you want me to suck on you? "One of the special things about blowjobs, Ben, is we can both do it together." We laid opposite each other and started to suck each other's cock. "Go slowly, Ben, we want to make this last as long as possible." Shortly he said, "Your leaking that clear, sticky stuff, and it tastes really good." I got off first and he swallowed it all. He laid his head on my leg while I intensified my sucking. He screamed, "Yes, yes." and blew a boy load of cum into the back of my throat, his first. "Damn, Adam, that was way better than anything I could ever have imagined." "You've got a lot more of those ahead of you, l'il bro." We heard Dad's bedroom door close, they slept down stairs, but I'm sure they heard Ben. Get in your bed and turn off the lights, I think Dad is coming up. Just as Ben turned off the light Dad knocked on our door and opened it. "You boys alright? Mom heard someone scream." "Adam was having a nightmare, but he's calmed down now." "Okay, good night boys." When we heard Dad's door close again, I said, "Ben. Do you want to sleep with me tonight?" I didn't have to ask twice. The next night when we were getting ready for bed Ben pulled my junk out of my boxers and started to suck my cock. There was a knock on the door. "Boy's, can we have a talk?" This is the first time he waited for us to invite him in. I stuffed my cock in my shorts and said, "C'mon in dad, the doors open. Dad came in wearing only boxers and a t-shirt. "Ben, sit next to Adam" and he sat on Ben's bed. "Before I begin, I think Adam needs to pack those big balls back in his undies." I took care of it. "Mine are just as big." Ben blurted out." "Doesn't surprise me, son." Dad said. "You guys must get those from your mother's side of the family. I never saw your Uncle Jan naked, but he fills out a bathing suit really well. Uncle Carl and my balls aren't very big, but they were big enough to make you two." "Now, last night when I came up because mom woke up to screaming and wanted me to check you out, I wasn't asleep and heard it clearly. "Yes, yes" is not something someone yells in a nightmare, and it wasn't Adam's voice" he said, looking at Ben. "I want you both to know that I'm perfectly okay with anything you two want to do with each other, just so no one gets hurt. But if you're mother finds out you'll end up in separate rooms and I can't stop her. She won't accept "boys will be boys," so lock your door. Remember that I had a big brother growing up too, and we shared a bedroom for longer than you guys have. And boys, if you aren't completely honest with me, I can't help you. There is nothing you can't tell me, and as long as you're forthcoming there will never be a punishment, regardless." "Ben and I get the message, dad, and we're happy you came up." We had a nice group hug. Dad walked over to our dresser, pulled out a ball of white socks, and threw them to me. "Keep those in your night stand, and stuff them in Ben's mouth when you need to." We all laughed. As he left our room he said, "Lock it when you need to." We stripped down for bed and Ben said, "Did dad just say that he and Uncle Carl used to do what we do?" "I'm not sure, but they must have messed around somehow. He wouldn't have said anything if they hadn't. I never expected him to tell us that, but I think it was his way of saying that we can always tell him anything, that was as open as I could ever have expected him to be." I kissed Ben and said, "Go lock the door, we've got some business to attend to." Later, Ben had his head on my shoulder and was playing with my treasure trail. We were both coming down from a great evening. I heard our doorknob move. Dad was checking to make sure it was locked. After breakfast, Dad was sitting on the couch reading the Sunday paper. Mom had cleaned up after breakfast and had gone to take a nap. The usual Sunday routine. "Dad," I said, "I need to talk to you about my balls." "You've got my attention." "Sometimes they hurt, like when Ben I came back from skate boarding, and some times they hurt a lot." "I'm sorry Adam, I should have been on top of this a long time ago. I had seen how you filled out your singlet when you wrestled, and so had everyone else. Last night when I actually saw them in your lap I really was amazed." "Ben's are just as big." "When you were born your balls were almost as big as mine, when we brought you home from the hospital mom thought that there was something wrong with them. That's when I knew that mom hadn't seen another man's balls, or at least a pair bigger than mine. I told her that you were perfectly normal and that my balls were smaller than most men's. When Ben was born, he was bigger than you." "You need to wear support briefs, son. Hanging in your boxers is okay, but you need something to lift you up. Go and get a credit card out of my wallet and you and Ben go shopping on Amazon. You need a pouch brief, not something spandex that stretches across you like a singlet, but a cup that holds up your balls. Order four pairs from different companies, when you guys decide what you like we'll buy you more, and get each of you a support jockstrap, not a fashion one, too. Those things can get pricey, keep them under twenty dollars a pair." I ran upstairs and found Ben playing on his tablet. I loaded up Amazon on my lap top and said, "C'mon Ben, were going shopping, Dad said we can buy some briefs." I put men's briefs in the search bar and got a screen full of Hanes and Fruit of The Loom. I added support to the search and the screen exploded. Ben and I searched around. "Damn these men are huge," Ben said. I knew that most of them had some help, you could even see it sometimes. Dad was right, these things can cost almost fifty dollars. We found four that we liked. I submitted the order. Then I searched for support jockstraps. "These guys are even bigger," Ben said. You could see the big silver ring in the jock, but Ben didn't notice it. We ordered a blue one for me and red one for him." The jocks came in about four days, and we included them in our weekend parties. A week before my birthday, Ben went to dad and said he wanted to get me a present. "What?" "Adam was so excited about the new undies, but they haven't come yet. Can we get him some?" "Sure," Dad said. A couple of days later Dad and I went to a store called "Mad about the boy." "I'm sure you'll find what you want to give him in here. Find something you like that fits you, you can try them on, then we'll buy the next bigger size for Adam." When we walked into the store the clerk gave us a double take. This wasn't the kind of store that a man would take his son to. He thought that Ben was my boytoy, and I let him play with that thought. Ben was like a boy in a gay candy store. "Find some and try them on." He selected a few but some of them were just a sack to hang your balls in. "Not these, they don't have any support." Ben tried some on and came out to show me. The clerk was impressed with the way Ben filled up the pouch. Eventually Ben made a choice, "I want these," Ben said. "Go on back out to the car, Ben. I'll buy these and be right out." I told the clerk that I wanted to buy them and a wanted another pair a size larger. "Just one, sir? You may need a large." "It's not for me, it's for my other boy." He groaned. "Do you gift wrap?" "For orders over thirty dollars, do you want rainbow flag or bear flag?" "Brown," I said. As I went to leave, he said," Have fun." "You can count on that." He groaned even louder. I gave the package to Ben. "I think that's going to be a nice surprise." Ben didn't know that there was a pair in there for him too. Adam's birthday came and we had a family grill out. Uncle Carl came too. We were sitting on the patio having drinks, Dad and Carl were having what had to be double Mai Tais, mom had a glass of white wine. Ben was out in the yard playing jarts. There were a few presents on the table. We never got a lot, not even on Christmas, but they were always special. Our phones, laptops, and Ben's tablet got to us that way. Mom said, "If someone will light up the grill, I'll go get the steaks ready." While mom was gone, Uncle Carl said, handing me a small package, "You probably should open this while your mom is away." I unwrapped it, it was a heavy silver cock ring. Dad had obviously told him that Ben and I had been fucking around. "Be right back I said." When I came back outside, Carl said, "Right size?" "Perfect, I may never take it off." I gave him a big hug. I wanted to kiss him on the lips. I don't know why. Mom brought the steaks out and dad started to grill them. Mom brought the rest of the food out and it was everything I loved. I ate like a pig and so did Ben. Then mom brought out a big coconut cake with a big candle that said sweet sixteen, with sixteen wicks. Sweet sixteen and never been kissed, at least mom didn't know, but now I knew that even Uncle Carl did. She served some to dad and Carl, then Ben and me a bigger slice. She took a small one for herself. "Open your presents, Adam," mom said. There were three. I left the brown wrapped one for last, it looked kind of special. They had given me things that I needed or wanted. I started to open the brown wrapped one when dad said, "That ones from Ben, he picked it out himself." I opened it to find two pairs of really sexy pouch briefs. Ben looked at dad as he said, "One of those is for you and the other is for Ben." We both gave dad a big hug. Carl turned to dad and said, "Pretty hot stuff," but mom didn't hear." Mom started clearing the table and taking stuff into the kitchen, Ben and I helped. Carl and dad had another Mai Tai while Ben and I played jarts. As the light faded dad and Carl were a little mellow, the were actually holding hands. "I've got to go," Carl said. "No way, big bro, I'm not going to let you drive home like this. You're staying in our guest room tonight, if I have to steal your keys." We all went to bed. Ben and I put on our briefs and were showing off for each other. "Ben, you know how big those models looked in those ads, well they had some help. Come here." I took off the ring Uncle Carl gave me and put it on him, pulled up his briefs and adjusted his package. "Go look in the mirror." "I'm fucking superman ," he said. There was a knock on the door, "Come in, dad." It was always dad. "Damn, you boys look good in those. Ben, your Uncle Carl brought a present for you too." He had another cock ring in his hand. "But it looks like Adam has already shared his with you. If he hasn't then just damn." Ben took the present and gave dad a kiss. Ben put the new ring on me." "I hope you're ready, because you have another big birthday party ahead of you." About thee months later, Dad said, "Adam, can we have a talk." Sure dad, anytime. We went into his study and sat on the love seat in there. "Adam, you know that whatever you and brother share is okay with me, just so you don't get hurt. You know that with parental controls I know where ever you go on the web I can see. Are you and Ben doing all of that?" "Not all of it, but we probably will in time." "Well, Adam, I've been seeing things that I'm not too happy with." "I know what your saying, dad, and I know I've wandered a little too far. Until you open a website, you don't really know what you're going to find. I would never do any of that to Ben, and I wouldn't let him do it to me." "Does Ben see those?" "Only the ones I want him to, and only things I want us to try." "Treat Ben like a lover, not a sex object." "We are more lovers than you know." "Dad, since we are really opened up to each other right now, did you and Uncle Carl have sex with each other growing up?" "Yes, son, but we had to figure it out on our own. Carl was the first person I ever fucked, the only person who ever fucked me." "Do you and he still have sex?" "I guess I have to answer that, or you won't trust me. I hadn't had sex with Carl for eighteen years. When you came home from skate boarding with Ben and said, I can still hear it my head "doesn't mean you have to leave the good stuff behind." "I called Carl and said I wanted what we used to have. We had been golfing for years, but after that day we were playing with different balls." "Your Uncle Carl is gay, Adam, but I am not. He is the only man I ever wanted and the only one I ever had." "I love you, dad, probably more than I've ever loved you before. A year later mom's sister got sick and mom went to stay with her for a few days. "Can Ben I sleep with you while mom is gone?" "What do you guys have in mind?" "Anything we can get away with, maybe later you can even invite Uncle Carl." "I can't say no," he said as he gave me a long and passionate kiss.