Date: Mon, 22 Oct 2018 23:41:49 -0700 From: William RS Subject: BEACH CAMPING WITH LITTLE BRO SCOTTY BEACH CAMPING WITH LITTLE BRO SCOTTY Gay: Young Friends, Incest Please donate to NIFTY so the many contributors here can continue to write about what turns out to be very diverse behaviors in human sexuality. It had been a beautiful two summer weeks at John's parent's beach house on Lopez Island. We told John's parents we were going down the beach and camp like we always did when we wanted privacy to mess around. John's parents also bought into the `privacy' factor, also, for obvious reasons. Being in a beach house for up to two weeks at a time with thin walls didn't afford much privacy so it certainly was a `win – win' situation for everybody to have an opportunity to relieve some sexual tension when John and I were `kicked out' of the house and `had' to camp on the beach. Only this time, my 12-year-old younger brother Scott was with us because my dad was at a work conference in another state and my mom had travelled along. I didn't appreciate my parents saddling us with him but Scott was pretty cool for a younger brother and could be tolerated, at his worst. Scott was as tall as me but still had a cute boy-like appearance. I knew what Scott was going through, as he was pretty much like I was just two years ago when I was his age; always horny as fuck. He looked more like my mom whereas I looked more like my dad. I could tell he had a good package between the legs, as his crotch was filling up when he ran around the house in the mornings in his briefs. Of course, when we were much younger, we would always have to bathe together. Besides my dad's morning wood, which I caught glimpses of a few times, Scotts cute little prickle was the first `boy boner' I got to see, other than my own, when we were much younger. He would get hard in the bathtub but it wasn't because he was sexually aroused. I would laugh at him and he would just dismiss my teasing by saying his little dicky "always got hard." And mine got hard, also, while bathing with him but it was not too much bigger than his, at the time, so Scott really paid no notice to it. Nowadays, he still looked up to me as his big brother. Scott had a couple things going for him. Besides his good looks, he also played soccer, was an excellent goalkeeper and was selected to play at a higher level for a `travelling' team. Back to Lopez Island. We took the camping equipment down the beach along with some food, water and a six pack of beer john had been able to squirrel away without his parents noticing. His father bought beer by the case and didn't really keep track, I guess. This secluded beach was on a small bay at the southwest side of Lopez Island. There was plenty of driftwood to build campfires before the late summer sun set on our location. Our view overlooked the narrow passage between Lopez and San Juan Island with two smaller islands to our left. Sunsets were beautiful and the cooling air after sunset found us always at a small campfire; John and I sharing dreams, talking sports and, when things got really dark and the fire started to burn out; the gazing into each other's eyes with last flames of the fire illuminating our suntanned faces. But now, we had Scott with us. We arrived at the place on the beach where John and I always set up the tent in the late afternoon with Scott being a typical little brother; annoying. The salt waters of the Puget Sound lowlands are always fairly cool, even in the heat of mid-summer but this rare 90 degree day in the San Juan Islands made the cold water very inviting. I had the music going, my good friend John, and super nice weather. Like a beer commercial said, "It just doesn't get any better than this." It was low tide and it exposed a nice sandy beach which became a good place to toss a Frisbee I had brought along. After a few minutes of intense Frisbee tag, we got bored. We were all sweaty and had our shirts off. John's glistening chest was almost hairless. He did have a nice trail of hair running from his navel southward and it became more noticeable as it became wet with his sweat. Scott really needed to get his lanky body out in the sun more. His chest was a blinding white and you could see every one of his ribs. I started to tease my younger brother about his social life because, up to now, Scott had no girl friends that we knew of. Of course he didn't at age 12, but that didn't mean we couldn't tease him about it. In hindsight, John and I were clearly setting little Scotty up for some fun after sunset. "What's it to you guys that I don't have a girlfriend," Scott protested. "What you afraid of, Scotty? Or do you like your hand better?" I asked. He didn't answer, but we knew what the truth was because he was blushing red with embarrassment. He finally got the courage to challenge us. "I bet you guys jack-off all the time. And together, I would bet. You think I haven't noticed you both eyeing each other's crotches and sneaking off to do god knows what?!" John and I looked at each other and just laughed. I whispered a suggestion in John's ear. At once, we both pounced on Scott and carried his sweaty body down to the edge of the water, kicking and screaming all the way. Just past the water's edge, the beach dropped off into some deeper water. I held onto his upper body as John yanked his cut-offs off. The struggling Scott wasn't wearing any underwear! We then threw him naked into the deep cold salt water. "Oh shit, my nuts!" he screamed. "You fuckin' assholes!" We laughed as we both jumped in after him. Being a part of many `Polar Bear' swims on New Year's Day, this water today was bearable to John and me. We could hardly wait to join with Scott in his `agony.' We jumped in and felt that same painful cold water shock to our balls, also. We pushed Scott back in and soon all three of us were trying to dunk each other in the cold water. My arm just happened to `accidentally' brush across Scott's crotch and it hit a stiff appendage. Little brother Scotty had an erection! And was he was pissed. "Get your hands off of me you faggots." "Come on, Scotty, chill!" I admonished. He calmed down and then started laughing as he noticed that both John and I had tents showing in our cut-offs. "Be careful who you call a `faggot.' Looks like you're just as excited as we are." I said. We spent a little more time in the water, then our hunger took control and we settled back to our camp to eat some snacks and sandwiches John's mom packed for us. As it got dark, we built a good size campfire and prepared for sleep setting up the family size tent and rolled out our bags inside it. The fire felt warm as we sat, we each drank a beer and talked. We talked about soccer and the Sounders (the original NASL version) and where the next scouting hike might be like. And then we started talking about sex. "Have you done it with a girl, yet?" Scott asked John. "You know, a guy never tells, Scotty. But if you really want to know, the answer is `not yet'." Ignoring his answer, Scott asked us both to admit to something; "Then how do you keep from getting so horny? I bet you both jack-off." John adamantly replied, "Yes, I jack-off. All boys do!" Scott looked over at me and I returned a grin and nodded. The three of us retired to the tent in the waning light. We were soon asleep. About 4:00 in the morning, I awoke and found the morning air had a good chill. My backside was still warm, however, and I realized John had rolled over in his sleep and had his arm around me. I nudged him and he awoke with a start. "Hey man, I didn't..." I whispered to John. "Man, I gotta piss." "So do I." We quietly left the tent, went to a tree a few feet away and dropped our briefs to relieve ourselves. As we finished shaking the last drops of urine from our cocks, I commented about how cold I was. John was cold, also, and I did what a good friend should do, I put my arms around him. "I've wanted you to hold me for weeks," John said. I reminded him that Scott was asleep in the nearby tent. By the time we returned to our bags, we were both aroused; VERY. "Wills, I'm still cold and you've a large enough bag, would it...?" "Hop in, John." We wrapped our arms around each other to get warm. His body was smooth and the contact of our skin was electrifying. It wasn't long before we both worked our briefs off and were groping each other's erections. I took my hand around his cock and started stroking. I cupped his ball-sack with my other hand and stroked away on my best friend. His cock started to pulse and his nuts tightened, soon he was cumming, with a few quiet whimpers, inside my sleeping bag. John wasn't neglecting me, either. After he shot his load, he disappeared down into my bag. I felt something wet and warm on the tip of my penis. I was giving me a blow job! First a few licks on my cockhead, then I felt him take my "mushroom" into his mouth. His tongue delightfully teased about. I started to moan but then remembered that Scott was only a few feet away, still asleep. John was working the upper shaft with his mouth and the lower shaft with his hand. His other hand was working between my nuts and asshole. It was torturously hard to keep quiet! I shot my first shot in his mouth and he withdrew and he finished me off with a slow stroking and he finished me off with a gentle fondling of my nuts. My cock was still in his tender, caring hands when he emerged from my sleeping bag. We both looked over at Scott... "You guys put on quite a show!" The morning twilight was just enough to reveal Scotty's grin from ear to ear. "Shit, Scotty, how long you been awake?" asked John. "Long enough to know what you guys have been up to." "Fuck, you gonna tell mom and dad?" I asked nervously. Scott thought a moment. He got a devious look, the same look I'd seen in John when we were playing our sexy games with each other. "Maybe, maybe I'll tell everyone in school and even your friends, too. Unless..." Hell, my kid brother was blackmailing us! "Bro, you really looked like you were enjoying what John was doing to you. Since I couldn't see what he did, I want you show me by doing the same thing to me. As for you, John, you can help him, but you will still owe me and I will collect at any time." Oh shit, I was going to have to go down on my own brother! "Remember, I saw how much you enjoyed having John do you, so you better treat me just as good, Wills, or you'll still owe me, too." Scott got out of his bag and revealed a nice stiff cock that was still in its pubertal development. He must have been hard for quite a while as his cock was dribbling a nice long string of pre-cum. "Whatcha waiting for, big brother? My dick is ready!" "OK, Scotty, lie down and spread your legs," I uttered reluctantly. It was kind of strange being forced to give this kid what we all suspected was his first blow job but I was prepared to give him what he wanted. Scott would shoot his boy load into me, all right, but it would be when I wanted him to. His 4" of young pre-teen manhood was going to have to beg for its climax. I was determined that he was going to give John and me good a show, damn straight! I whispered to John to grab Scott's arms when he wasn't looking. Scott's pre-cum had dribbled onto his stomach, just below his navel. I decided this would be a good place to start. I took my tongue and cleaned his smooth skin. His juice was slightly salty but sweet at the same time. I liked its taste; it was sweeter than mine, which I regularly tasted. Scott flexed his cock and more pre-cum emerged. It started to flow down his reddish-purple cockhead. I caught it with my tongue before it had a chance to drip onto his stomach. He let out a pleasurable sigh. John gently grabbed his arms but Scott didn't struggle, he was enjoying this too much. I put my mouth around his cockhead and got it plenty wet with my saliva. His ooze and the saliva made a perfect lubricant. I took the palm of my hand and gently massaged his cockhead with it. "Oh yes, that's good," you could hear him say under his breath. John and I both knew he eventually would find this stimulation so torturous he would not be able to keep himself still. We were both masters of the art of pleasurable penis play and had fun and practice coming up with more exquisite ways of bringing about slow, torturous orgasms in each other. Sure enough, Scotty started to squirm and moan in his ecstasy. One would swear by the noises he made that he was in agony, but we knew better. Time to let things cool off; I didn't want him even close to cumming. I gently stimulated the short hairs on his ball-sack and crotch. He started thrusting his penis into the morning air as if it were searching for a pussy to fuck, albeit in vain. This is exactly how I wanted Scott, in ecstasy but sexually frustrated at the same time. John and I were really enjoying giving this pleasurable sexy torture to Scotty. We both had rock hard cocks, ourselves, to prove it. I took his surprisingly small testicles into my mouth and gave them a good suckling and tonguing. I gently pulled them away from the base of his cock and he again began to moan. His crotch had a pleasant smell, not clean - not dirty, just sexy. I released his nuts and gave them a lick and then started to work my way, slowly, up his boyhood. Again, he started thrusting; trying in vain to slip his cock into my mouth but that wasn't going to happen, just yet. "Please, Wills, finish me off, I can't stand this!" "Oh no, Scotty, we're enjoying this too much," I said with a laugh. "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" asked John. "Yes!" Scott said under his heavy breathing. I slipped my mouth over his cockhead and gave it a good tongue massage. I was working on his nuts with my hands. I wanted to back him off his climax a few times so I kept my hands feeling his balls to feel for the sure sign of imminent orgasm with a tightening ball-sack a guy gets just before he cums. I worked ever so slowly down his shaft, taking in as much as I could before I would gag. I tightened my lips and backed out. I could feel his body tense up. He just shuddered with every slow stroke my mouth gave his boner. His breathing deepened. "Oh no, Scotty, you're not cumming just yet," I said. "Fuck, this is torturous, let me cum, please!" John made sure he held Scott's arms tight. After a minute or two of doing nothing but licking and kissing his cock, I then went to work in earnest. As he came close again, I decided to come up for air. "John, should I put Scotty out of his misery?" "Gee, let's see. Scotty, do you want Wills to put you over the top? Of course, if you ever wanna have this type of fun again with us, you know you'll have to keep this secret." Poor Scott! I don't think he bargained for what he was getting. "OK, OK we're even," he pleaded. "Just the words I wanted to hear," both John and I both chimed together. With that, I went down and took his throbbing cock into me and started to bob in and out much faster than before. After a minute, he began to squirm and tense. His nuts tightened and I could feel his sperm moving up the underside of his cock. "I'm going to squirt! I'm pumping! I'm sperming!" Scotty shot about eight ropes of cum into my mouth. His baby making juice was thick and had a good tangy flavor. His orgasmic contractions continued for about 30 seconds more and the rest of his semen just kind of oozed out of his spent cock. We boarded the ferry to Anacortes the next day for the ride home to Seattle. Scotty was unusually quiet. We were pretty spent from all the physical and sexual exercise we'd gotten beach camping at Lopez. John's turn to satisfy our bargain with Scott would have to wait for the next time. Comments? All are welcome. Contact me at wrsjrm@gmail.com If you enjoyed this writing, please read my other works in Nifty. 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