Date: Wed, 24 Nov 2021 23:02:25 +0000 From: Underjug Subject: Bros Learnin' Lil Cuz - Ch 6 Bros Learnin' Lil Cuz - Chapter 6 by Underjug & TheRealCOG M/b, inc, con, oral, anal ********** IF YOU ENJOY THIS STORY, SUPPORT NIFTY! HELP THE SITE TO REACH THEIR GOAL THIS MONTH! Support Nifty in any way you can so we don't lose this wonderful, free archive. Visit: http://donate.nifty.org/ Thanks to all who email with nice things to say. We also post our stories at the AlltheFallen and 3DBoys sites. ********** * BareIllegal presents a NEW VIDEO available for streaming! * Members have expressed their love for Prince Cooperton and we aim to deliver the best quality stories with the hottest pairing of teen and boy! Enjoy the next installment in this seXXXy medieval series... "Prince Cooperton and His Trusty Knights" < "Those goblins will think twice before kidnapping our young heir," Sir Tanivere said as he led the way through the forest. "Are you sure you're all right, Your Majesty?" "I'm fine, truly," Prince Cooperton said. "Thank you for rescuing me." Sir Lancelot piped up, "We should bed down, as it's getting late." The three set up a campsite. Lancelot went off to look for firewood, while Tanivere pitched the tent and the young prince unpacked their supplies. After having finished his task, Tanivere broached a delicate subject: "If you insist on running off and getting into trouble, Prince Cooperton-" "I just get restless in the castle," the boy put in. Tanivere smiled. "Adventuring is in your blood, and as such we really should teach you to fight." Returning to camp, Lancelot voiced his agreement. "We'd feel horrible if something happened to you, Highness." "Sir Tanivere, I swear I know how to handle myself," Cooperton gently insisted as the older knight climbed into the tent to fetch his sword. The boy turned to the younger knight dumping the bundle of sticks onto the ground. "Though I must repeat my gratitude to you both, Sir Lancelot." "Begging Your Highness' pardon," said Lancelot, "but we are trained for combat and can teach you a thing or two." Tanivere returned with two hefty weapons. "The King says you are of age to learn swordsmanship." "But good sirs-" began the young prince, brushing his blond locks from his face. "No disrespect intended," said Tanivere, "but we do know of what we speak." He tossed the sword in its scabbard to his companion. Lancelot caught the weapon with ease. "We'll show you, Prince Cooperton, how you may defend yourself in case you need to escape on your own." "But-" the boy tried to interject. "It's a very useful skill, my prince," Lancelot said. Again the boy tried to stop them. "But-" "And it's excellent exercise besides," Tanivere said. "But-" "No sense lodging complaints, Prince Cooperton," added Lancelot. "And no need to worry. You'll pick it up in no time, I'm sure." The prince sighed and visibly pouted as the knights drew their swords. "Now," said Tanivere, "this is a basic thrust and a basic block." Lancelot jabbed with his sword and his fellow knight turned it aside. The two men nodded at each other. Then the younger one offered his sword to the prince. "Your turn." Cooperton picked up the weapon with a grimace. "This weighs more than I do!" "Your Highness might not have a choice," advised Lancelot as he showed the royal pup how to properly grip the hilt. "The enemy might be fully grown like us," further explained Tanivere, "forcing you to use their own sword against them." "So, young prince," said Lancelot as he let the boy handle the melee weapon on his own, "it'll benefit you to handle a much larger sword." Cooperton bit his tongue in concentration while raising the sword aloft, but the heaviness was overpowering. "See here," said Tanivere, "perhaps we are too hasty with the prince. Let us spar some more." "All right," replied Lancelot who relieved Cooperton of his sword. "But the demonstration is overheating my body on this warm summer evening." The younger knight removed his shirt and the older knight agreed to do likewise. Once more the two guards, bare chested, sparred with their weapons. Each knight eyed the unsmiling prince to see if their lesson was being paid heed. The two faced off again, swords clattering. The young prince watched them move, but his eyes were riveted on their muscled chests and rippling arms more than the swords. His sullen pout evolved into a mischievous smirk. Cooperton asked with feigned innocence, "But my good knights, what if the brutes strip me naked? Would it be safe to swing a sword around if I haven't any clothes on?" Tanivere looked bemused by the question. "Well, naturally, one would need to be careful, but yes, you can fight naked if you must." "I don't know... Maybe you can show me? That way I will know for certain it can be done." "The young prince does have a point," Lancelot said with a shrug. "And it is a very warm evening..." "If it does not offend, Prince Cooperton," stated Tanivere, and upon receiving a gesture of encouragement he nodded at Lancelot. Languidly the knights removed their boots and breeches. Cooperton gasped softly at the sight of the naked young men and their half-plump members. "We beg your forgiveness, my young prince," said Lancelot in a hushed voice. "Sometimes our own swords have a mind of their own." "Proceed," commanded Cooperton. The knights picked up their steel weapons once more and sparred. It was by no means violent, after all, as the purpose was merely to demonstrate. "As you can see, Your Majesty," said Tanivere, "it is indeed more challenging without attire, but you can still put up a good fight." "Ah!" shouted Lancelot. "Your blade was freezing cold when it touched my bottom." "A small price to pay," countered Tanivere, "if one wishes to stay alive. Ah! The blade IS cold indeed coming in contact with my manhood." The prince giggled at them. "It looks dangerous, swinging your swords around while your other swords are also raised to attack." "It is a concern," Lancelot said. "Prince Cooperton, I feel as if you're not taking this lesson seriously." "Of course I am!" the boy objected. Smirking, he walked over and took hold of Tanner's pulsing dick. "You aim your sword like this," He pointed it at Lancelot. "And then you thrust as hard as you can!" The knights laughed and shook their heads. Tanivere chided, "That is not the lesson, Majesty." "Well, it could be..." The boy gave them both a sweet smile. "It would be much more fun to practice with these mighty weapons." He grabbed Lancelot's dick with his other hand. "And besides, I haven't thanked you properly for saving me." Lancelot moaned, "You... Mmmm... You needn't thank us, Prince Cooperton." "Excuse me, but I am the heir to the throne and when I say you are owed a reward, it's not proper to refuse." The boy stroked their dicks with his small hands. Tanivere said haltingly, "Th-The young prince does h-have a surprising natural a-ability to wield a man's flesh-covered weapon." "And dual w-weapons at th-that," moaned Lancelot. "Bring your swords together, my good sirs," ordered Cooperton. Both knights stared in mild confusion, but before they could raise their steel, the boy clarified, "I mean to say, abandon your weapons and join forces with your manhood." The knights dropped their steel and proceeded to stand close together. "That's right, sirs, cross your swords." Tanivere and Lancelot exchanged uncertain looks but did as the prince bade. "Now let me make sure your weapons are finely polished," said the prince. He bathed Tanivere's shaft with his tongue, then did likewise to Lancelot's firmer bulk. "My prince! You... Ohhhh," was all the protest Tanivere could summon. Lancelot only moaned as Prince Cooperton expertly licked their shafts up and down. The boy looked up at them through his bangs as he lapped up their dripping precome, his pretty face flushed with excitement. Tanivere panted, "The young royal is more... mmmm... more talented with swords than I thought." "So talented," Lancelot agreed. Tanivere gasped in surprise and ecstasy when Cooperton opened wide and took the shaft into his mouth. The tyke also invited the younger knight's shaft into his open maw. "What is this?" exclaimed Lancelot, his jaw agape. "Y-Your Highness!" Tanivere said with unblinking eyes, "The ruler's son impresses w-with his ability to fit two blades in one sheath!" The tyke released both members. "You may engage in a swordfight in my mouth. Come, don't hold back." "We c-cannot, Majesty," implored Lancelot. "Our impressive size will surely injure you," fretted Tanivere. "I order you as your future king. Be merciless!" The knights exchanged uneasy glances; however, they had made an oath to serve at the pleasure of His Highness. Together the men-at-arms shoved their cocks into the boy's mouth, thrusting and stabbing with brute force and intense gratification. The prince made no sign of distress. In fact, he moaned and gurgled in approval as the knights fucked his mouth with increasing ardor. Soon the noble young defenders abandoned any pretense of gentility and began using the boy like a bought-and-paid-for whore. Lancelot was the first to shoot his load down the boy's throat, but Cooperton had barely swallowed it before Tanivere took the mouth back and fucked to his own intense climax. Cooperton smiled and licked his lips, looking quite pleased with himself. "That round was a tie, I think. We'll need to have another round to decide the victor." The knights were wrung out from the experience, but they were much too brave to back down from a challenge. Cooperton shared their discomfort at being clothed on such a warm summer night. So he first got the knights to help him out of his royal vestments. "If I may be so bold, Your Majesty has an impressive dagger of his own," praised Tanivere. "Thank you, good sir," beamed the prince. "Dagger?" said Lancelot. "Nay, nearly a sword on its own." "You needn't flatter me," smiled Cooperton. "Nonetheless, Sir Lancelot, you shall be the first to draw your sword on me." Lancelot could not believe the stamina of the prince, who endured another harsh and messy assault on his small mouth. Afterward the knight was praised for what the boy called his impressive "Tower of Glory." Not to be ignored, Tanivere was called upon to plunge and make man milk in the same mouth with his own fat prick. The knights were practically out of breath. "Good sirs," smiled Cooperton. "We are just getting started. You shall now attack me together - at the drawbridge and the back pipe." The two knights gave their prince blank stares. The impish young heir only giggled. Once he explained his intent, however, their confusion transformed into lust. The knights placed blankets over a fallen tree and laid the prince overtop. Then Tanivere took aim at the youth's sally port and Lancelot once more claimed the boy's mouth. With a groan from all three, they joined together. Seeing what sterner stuff the prince was made of, the knights unleashed their hot-blooded fury on each end. It did not distress the boy one iota. Sweating and grunting, the two young men attacked with their flesh swords and spilt their milky seed. "Oh, Majesty, I cannot go any further," panted Tanivere. "I'm utterly spent," puffed Lancelot. "Then you disappoint me," replied Cooperton. "I thought you were going to demonstrate your swordsmanship and prove your ability to teach me how to defend myself." "Prince Cooperton..." said Tanivere with trepidation. "I... I suppose w-we could go once more," offered Lancelot. "Th-That's what I meant to say as well," moaned Tanivere. The young men switched ends and went for another double assault on the boy, feeding him their nearly-spent pricks once again in his mouth and rear. Having shot so many loads into the insatiable prince, the knights were weary, but it also allowed them to last longer ravishing the smooth body of the child. Cooperton played with his little royal scepter as his knights battered him from both ends. His little squeals of pleasure were barely heard over the louder, deeper grunts of the knights. When the boy reached his climax, though, the young men did feel him shudder and that brought them to their own orgasms. Drained completely, the knights slumped down next to the royal heir. Cooperton said with a grin, "That was the best training imaginable." "I must agree," Lancelot said, licking his lips. "I as well," Tanivere said. *** "Goldilocks! Rawr! Gimme my porridge!" called out Lan Lan in his boxer briefs. Cooper in his undies had just finished his glass of water in the kitchen. "Oh no, it's Mr. Bear!" The tyke shrieked and darted around the table, barely escaping the teen's grabby hands. The chase was on and Cooper ran all around the house until he bounded up the stairs. The boy never tired of the routine; in fact, he loved it to bits even though this was a little kid's game. He dove under the covers while Lan Lan stalked the room. "Is Goldilocks in my bed?" the teen growled. "Nobody in here, Mr. Bear!" the youngster called out. "Goldilocks took my porridge! Goldilocks took my bed!" Lan Lan rumbled. "Nooo! Please don't eat me, Mr. Bear!" "Gonna eat you up!" Lan Lan pounced and tickled Cooper mercilessly. He made more roaring sounds and play- chomped on Cooper's shoulder. The pair heard the distant voice of Tan Tan. "Dylan! Mini Coop! I need you in the Secret Lair!" Cooper giggled, "Awwwww, just as it was gettin' good." The pair played for a minute longer until the kid was sufficiently nibbled. "Hop on, Coopsy-Daisy, I'll piggyback you," offered Lan Lan. The nine-year-old leapt onto the shoulders of the 18-year-old and together they headed out in their undies to the Secret Lair. Cooper couldn't fathom what the meeting was about. Tan Tan had already told them "Prince Cooperton and His Trusty Knights" had broken records for number of downloads. The trio was making money "hand over fist" (as the older big brother had put it). Riding Lan Lan down the stairs, Cooper asked, "What's this all about, big bro?" "Heck if I know, little bro," replied the brawny teen. They traveled the rest of the way to the Secret Lair wondering aloud what was so important but coming up with nothing that made sense. Tanner had everything ready in the Secret Lair. Sodas were freshly out of the cooler and waiting to be drunk. Snacks were at the ready. Everything one could want for a Big Announcement. The 19-year-old big brother just hoped he hadn't made a major mistake. Well, if he had, it was too late to change it now. His muscled brother and their little porn star cousin arrived in a noisy jumble. They were so cute and sexy together. It always made Tanner smile. "What's up, big bro?" Dylan asked, swinging Cooper around like a sack of potatoes. The little boy squealed and laughed. After being set down back on his feet, he swept his bangs out of his eyes and asked, "Yeah, what the hecking heck is hecking going on?" "Too many hecks," Dylan muttered with a grin. "Never go overboard with the hecks." Tan Tan motioned to the bean bag chair. "Please, boys, have a seat." Cooper gazed upward - hmmmm, Lan Lan REALLY seemed to be in the dark. What could this be about? The kid settled into the lap of the young man and smiled as the big farmboy arms strapped him in like a seatbelt. The squishy Tower of Glory felt nice against Cooper's wedgie formed in the crack of his tight undies. "What's up, Tan Tan?" asked Cooper. "Yeah," said Lan Lan, "you got that look on your face." "I don't think it's about a video," observed Cooper. "Ayep," agreed Lan Lan. "It's about somethin' else, ain't it." Tanner smiled at them with pride and affection. Man, he loved his guys so much. It used to be just him and Dylan and he thought that was all he'd ever need, but now it was impossible to imagine life without their cute, brilliant and oh-so-fuckable little cousin. "So, I was talking to Aunt Lily..." "Uh-oh," Cooper said, his face falling. "Yeah, seriously, that can't be good," Dylan agreed. "No, actually, it is. Really good. I think, anyway... Um, I suggested Aunt Lily change her last name back to Clark so Cooper could be more like a little brother than a cousin. And she's so happy with how Mini Coop is doing that she said yes. So... Coop... You're gonna be a Clark brother!" Cooper's jaw dropped; he froze in that position. Until he finally looked back and noticed Lan Lan had EXACTLY the same expression. Their eyes met. Suddenly, the pair jumped to their feet, tore across the room, and tackled Tan Tan to the floor. "REALLY?!" screeched Cooper. "Ayep," said Tan Tan after his OOF. "No foolin'?" asked Lan Lan. "Anope," said Tan Tan with a smile. "This is the greatest news ever!" The boy pointed at Dylan. "YOU'RE my real-real big brother." Then to Tanner. "And YOU'RE my real-real big brother." He threw his rail-thin arms around the two of them. "We're all Clark brothers together!" Dylan wanted to jump around like crazy. He couldn't believe it! Well, he could, because if anyone was able to pull off this miracle it would be his amazing big bro. "Yes, we are brothers!" Tanner said to Cooper. "And because of that, we're sort of going back to the old Bros Learnin' title. Because we still have lots to teach you." Cooper giggled. "Yay!" Dylan gave his big bro another bear hug. His sibling was and would always be a superhero. *** > * BareIllegal would like to make a big announcement! * Cooper's mom is reverting back to her maiden name - which means we now all share the same surname! In honor of this special occasion, we at BareIllegal are retiring the "Bros Learnin' Lil Cuz" series. WAIT! The good news is we've created a brand spankin' new series: Bros Learnin' Lil Bro That's right, fans, Cooper's officially our little brother and we're his big brothers! And, as always, he's still got more learnin' to do! You all know full well our little brother was born to make porn. Many of you have praised his acting chops. We felt Cooper was ready to take on a bigger role and, boy, did he deliver the performance of a lifetime. Kid could seriously compete with the likes of superstar Antonio Cruz for the Oscar! No spoilers except to say kick back, unbutton your trousers, and prepare for an amazing fap experience with our first vid in the "Bros Learnin' Lil Bro" series: "Extramarital Tween" < The opening titles presented a collection of wedding photos of two men - Tucker and Darren. Then there was a slow fade in on a suburban house at nighttime with a slow approach to a window. Tucker sighed heavily as he climbed into bed with his husband, Duncan. The newlyweds intertwined intimately, snuggling and kissing under the blankets. "You're sure your little brother isn't gonna come in here, right?" Duncan smiled. "Relax. He sleeps like the dead." "Okay..." replied Tucker. "I mean, it's great that he gets to live with us, just... Kind of awkward, but cool." The couple kissed. They slipped out of their clothes and made love gently - and very quietly. Afterward, happy and spent, the two curled up together and went to sleep. Kneeling on a small bed in the next room, Carter in his Spidey undies had his ear pressed against a Disney TARZAN poster. The boy gave up on his eavesdropping. With a heavy sigh, he flopped down and lay on his pillow. Carter picked up a framed wedding photo of Tucker and Duncan. His little finger traced the image of his brother-in-law. "You shoulda married ME," he pouted. His expression softened and he brought the image of Tucker close to his face. Gingerly Carter kissed the man's likeness on the lips. "I'd be a better husband than my brother Duncan." The tyke kissed the older groom once more. "Love you so much, Tucker." With another sigh, Carter placed the photo facedown on his nightstand. He put his arms behind his head to contemplate. A thought occurred to the boy. His eyes started to dance. Slowly and methodically he crawled out of the bed and, still in his undies, tiptoed to the bedroom door. Tucker snored softly in the darkened bedroom, lying flat on his back, his bare chest lit dimly by the moon. The blankets covered him only from the waist down. He didn't stir as the door clicked open and he didn't react when a small form climbed into the big bed. Carter wriggled under the blankets like a snake and paused when he was positioned between Tucker's knees. There was no movement from the adults to suggest he had disturbed anyone's sleep. So the boy took hold of the limp dick of the dirty blond man, feeling its size and weight. Tucker sighed while still unconscious and the boy froze for several seconds. But his brother-in- law didn't make any other noises. So all was well. Carter bit his lip, still cradling the meat pole in both hands. He whispered into it almost like a microphone. "I seen my brother with you a couple times. Bet I can do it better." His small tongue stretched out and stroked the cockhead. The muscular legs on either side of the boy shifted. Emboldened, Carter licked again. The whisper of a moan escaped Tucker's lips. The cock thickened in the tyke's grasp and stretched his fingers outward. "I knew it," Carter smiled. "I just knew I was better." Emboldened, he opened his mouth wide, took in the cockhead and bit of shaft, and sucked. Tucker groaned deep in his chest but still did not awaken. As the young boy lapped away at his shaft and sucked on the head, the only reaction from the man was as if he was having a very pleasant dream. Beneath the blanket, Carter worked the dick over with hunger and enthusiasm, managing to suck almost half the powerful erection at a time. His little mouth stretched wide over the thick cock, but the brave boy didn't back down. Slowly, Tucker roused. He murmured, "Didn't you get enough already, Duncan?" Gradually a cunning expression overtook Carter's face. He had Tucker fooled completely and was able to prove himself the better husband. His mouth got to work more fervently. The older newlywed let out a sustained sigh. "Don't know what you're doing differently, but your mouth's such a tight fit." His eyes pinched in pleasure, he breathed, "Keep goinnnnnng like that." Carter beamed as he chokingly got almost the entire rod down his throat. His cheeks shrunk while he worked up a firm vacuum. Tucker was racing towards an intense orgasm... when his eyes opened and he saw his husband asleep beside him! Shock and confusion played on his face, transforming quickly to overwhelming pleasure. His dick fired off shot after shot into Carter's tight mouth. The boy struggled to swallow the release, with spillage oozing down the shaft. Shuddering in the wake of his orgasm, Tucker said nothing for a long time. Then he looked again to be certain Duncan was unconscious before slipping out of bed. He dragged the kid back to his room without a word and gave him a look of betrayal and horror. Tucker could barely speak. "What the f... Carter! What...? Why...?" "B-Because I... love you," said Carter as he licked the remnants of come coating the sides of his mouth. Tucker knelt naked in front of his tween brother-in-law and held him by the shoulders. His cock still half-hard, the tip splattered with white jizz, a sheen of spit making the rod glisten. "I... love you, too, but you can't do that." The young man's face screwed up in agony. "Oh my God, what'm I gonna tell Duncan?" "That I did a better job than him," Carter said plainly and a little hopefully. "Wh-What?" "You said so yourself when I was sucking your weenie." Tucker's face filled with trepidation. "I... Th-That's when I thought you were my husband." "I wanna be your husband," whimpered Carter, a plea, yet not without resolve. Tucker stared in utter misery and confusion. "Carter... That... That can never happen. Don't you see? You're just a child. What you... we did was wrong. And illegal. And can never happen again." "Why?" asked the boy. "Because it can't!" "But why?" Tucker clutched his hair and shook his head. "Because I said so. I love you, little bro, I really do. But not like that. Not like... Not the way I love my husband." Before another word could be said, Tucker picked his brother-in-law up and quickly tucked him in. He hesitated before relenting and giving the kid a peck on the forehead. Silently, he made a beeline for the door. Carter sat up on his elbows. "Tucker..." "G'night, Carter, pleasant dreams." The boy heard the door shut. He stared in disappointment. * The same sullen expression plagued Carter as he ate his breakfast cereal at the kitchen table; he was dressed for school, face washed, hair combed. "I've got your lunch packed," said Tucker who was pouring two coffees and acting as casual and normal as he could under the circumstances. Looking sharp in a business suit, the man checked his phone for messages. "Better hurry so you don't miss the bus." Duncan came bounding into the room in a track suit. Relaxed and happy. "Hello, family, I trust we all slept well." Tucker glanced at Carter, who stared back while slurping a spoonful of milk from his cereal. "Uh - yes. Coffee?" "Morning, bro," Duncan chirped. "Morning," murmured Carter. "Thank you, husband," the muscled newlywed winked at Tucker as he accepted a cup and took a gulp. Tucker kissed his spouse on the cheek, looking ten shades of guilty. "So, you slept the whole night? I didn't, uh, wake you or anything? I was a little restless last night." Duncan shook his head. "Nope, slept like a log." He went over and mussed his little brother's carefully combed hair. "Why were you restless?" "Oh, no reason," Tucker said, sipping his own coffee. Carter put his hair back to rights and glared at his big brother. "I told you to stop doing that." Duncan laughed. "Yeah, but that's the great thing about being the older brother. You get to make the rules." "I'll be late for the bus," said Carter flatly as he crawled from the table, snapped up his bookbag and trotted out the back door. "Man, what got in HIS Cornflakes?" smirked Duncan as he drained his coffee. Tucker cautioned, "Just go easy on him, all right?" "Doin' my run before I head to work," said Duncan. He kissed his husband. "Remember, you're picking Carter up from school today." "I remember," said Tucker. "See you tonight," called out Duncan and he too was out the door. "Yeah," whispered Tucker. * Outside a school, Carter waited to be picked up. A sedan arrived and Tucker leaned across to open the passenger door. Wordlessly, the little brother-in-law climbed in and buckled up. Tucker put the car in gear and drove in silence. Finally... the young man spoke. "Carter... I'm sorry, okay? I know you're hurt and upset and I don't want you to be." "Whatever." Tucker sighed. "How long... How long have you... um, known you're, uh, gay?" "Longer than Duncan," pouted Carter. "I... look, little buddy, I hope we can get past this," said Tucker while vacillating about whether or not to touch the boy, then committing to a hand on his shoulder. Carter looked up in earnest. "I liked playing with your cock." Tucker withdrew his hand. "Little buddy, you can't-" "That's the real word, I know it. And I loved drinking your come." "I..." "It made my cock hard like yours. I'm hard now just thinking about it." "Carter-" The boy laid a hand on his brother-in-law's lap, almost like he wanted to pounce on the man. "I know about fucking. If I was your husband I'd let you fuck me all the time." Tucker withdrew the boy's hand. "Stop." Silence fell upon the car. Having returned to the house, Tucker and Carter entered together. The boy threw his backpack down, kicked off his sneaker and went over to the couch. Tucker eyed him uneasily as he worked off his tie - the young man's whole body rigid with tension. Finally, he went over to sit beside his angry brother-in-law. "Look, Carter. You can't... We can't..." Restless, he got up and started pacing. "I'm sure everything's really confusing for you." "I'm not confused," the boy said. "Well, I am!" the young man responded. "I'm really confused and upset and I don't want to hurt you, but I'm a married man, my husband's your brother, and you're just a child! I don't want to hurt you or Duncan." "I won't tell him anything," Carter said. "We can do sexy stuff when he's at work or whatever and he'll never have to know." "No, that's wrong..." "I just want to be with you," the nine-year-old said with emotion heavy in his voice. He gave the older teen a piercing look. "Please?" Again Tucker was struck dumb by Carter's bald honesty and undeniable need. He came back and sat next to the youngster, his face full of conflicting emotions. "Carter..." "Please?" And then Tucker was kissing his underage brother-in-law - slow, loving and tender. Carter melted into Tucker. His little lips hungry for the young man, a whimper of surprise with the introduction of an adult tongue. Then he wrapped one arm around Tucker's neck, the other slowly lowering down alongside the front of his lover until the small fingers found the raging lump in the crotch of the dress pants. "Oh my God, Carter," gasped Tucker. The boy stared timidly. "T-Touch mine. P-Please." The two of them looked down at the tiny tent pitched in the boy's jeans. "We... We really can't tell Duncan about this." "I said I wouldn't tell and I won't." Slowly the man's hand edged across and his two fingers lightly pinched the tent. "I still love my husband," whispered Tucker, more like an appeal than a statement. "I'm your husband now," intoned Carter. The couple kissed sensually as their fingers tightened around each other's bulge. Tucker got his brother-in-law's jeans undone and slid his hand inside, the boy gasping and bucking into his touch. In return, Carter's tiny fingers worked busily to free the man's sizable dick. "I want you to fuck me," the preadolescent whispered. "I want it so much." Tucker nuzzled the boy's neck, shaking a bit from excitement and shock. "Are you sure, baby?" "Please..." The man nodded and went back to kissing the preteen with more and more passion. Their clothes came off bit by bit. Soon they were naked on the couch, hands and lips moving freely. The room filled with the sounds of their arousal - high-pitched whimpers and low moans. "You're gonna make me cum," Tucker groaned as the youngster stroked his throbbing dick. Carter smirked and shook his head. "Uh-uh! Up my bum!" And he pulled out lube hidden behind the couch. Tucker couldn't help but chuckle as he uncapped the bottle. "Well, if you insist..." Carter straddled the man's lap while pouring the liquidy goo onto the thick fleshy pole. After quickly setting aside the bottle, the boy tried to crawl onto the erection. "Wait," said Tucker in a hushed tone. "I have to spread it on." The brothers-in-law kissed passionately as Tucker slicked up his angry hard-on. "You sure about this?" breathed Tucker. "I accidentally saw you fucking Duncan and I been dreaming 'bout you doing it to me," said Carter in his flutey voice. "But I'm a... virgin." "Oooohhhhh," moaned Tucker, his eyes half-lidded at the boy's words. "M-Make me yours," whispered Carter. That entreaty inspired the man and he covered the boy in kisses and caresses while prepping the youngster to lose his virginity. Finally, Tucker climbed atop the boy, placing a throw pillow below Carter's narrow hips. As they gently and tenderly made out, the man worked his dick inside the trembling preteen. Carter's eyes went wide at the penetration. "Oh... Oh! Mmmm..." "I've got you, beautiful boy. All mine." "Ohhh... Ooooohhhhhhh... Y-Your c-cock feels gooooooood." Carter started to jerk himself off. He noticed the surprise on his lover's face at seeing how knowledgeable and talented he already was at pleasuring his own dick. "I... I w-walked in on my brother j-jerking off a couple times. Ohhhh..." Tucker gasped, "It's so tight it a-almost hurts." "D-Do you l-love it, my husband?" whimpered Carter. "Y-You shouldn't call me that," moaned Tucker. "This is our h-honeymoon," implored the naked nine-year-old, "and y-you're making an honest man of me." Tucker groaned and sank deeper into the small body. The two of them moved together. Gasping and grunting, the older teen took his brother-in-law's cherry. Soon the boy's cries were pure ecstasy and the muscular young man was able to move harder and faster as they coupled. Little Carter squealed when his dry climax hit him and even as the youngster was quaking from it, Tucker was unloading his seed deep within him. The newlywed pulled out and drenched what seemed like every inch of smooth hairless skin with the rest of his release. Blinking in disbelief, he murmured, "I-I've never sh-shot so much and so f-forcefully." The boy smiled and, wide eyed, drew patterns with his finger in the lake of come. "You love me as much as I love you." Still catching his breath, Tucker collapsed overtop the boy. Little arms wrapped around his wide frame. "Carter, we can never tell Duncan." "I'll be loyal to you, my husband," smiled Carter. * The two of them had sex whenever they could, sneaking in quick sucks in the shower, Tucker pounding Carter's ass while Duncan was at the gym, illicit 69ing in the backyard. The more they did it, the more Tucker hungered for it. He got possessive of his young lover, claiming him roughly and demandingly. Somehow Duncan was none the wiser. Then came the night when Carter snuck into their room again. He shouldn't need to have done so, having just given a suckjob in the bathroom while Tucker was brushing his teeth. But the insatiable lad came into the bedroom looking for more anyway. Carter, wearing nothing but a sneaky grin, climbed underneath the sheets and crawled between the legs toward his target. Carefully he slid down the waistband of the boxer briefs and found the shadowy coil of flesh. He stuffed it into his mouth and sucked. Unbeknownst to the boy, the married couple happened to have switched sides on the bed! Big brother Derek sighed ever so softly, a smile unconsciously forming on his lips. The tube thickened in Carter's mouth. Delight at his naughtiness turned to puzzlement. But shaking off his concerns, the naughty tween blew whom he thought was his own "husband." Duncan's eyelids fluttered. He stirred from his slumber. A soft moan pushed out of his throat. Carter was encouraged by the sound of pleasure and started to deep throat the cock. But then he paused. His brow furrowing. He released the member from his mouth and stared in stunned disbelief. "This isn't my husband," Carter whispered to himself. Suddenly, Duncan's hand pushed his head back down and forced the huge throbbing erection back into his mouth. After a moment of surprise, the confused boy went back to sucking. And the moaning from his big brother increased. Accustomed to Tucker's rough treatment, Carter didn't have any issues being force-fed a thick slab of meat. He sucked and slurped and gulped without complaint. It wasn't long at all before Duncan fired his heavy load of come into his little brother's mouth. "Ahhhhhhhh," Duncan sighed. "Dunno what you did differently, Tuck, but... that was the best BJ from you ever." The man stretched luxuriously and was about to fall back asleep... when he noticed Tucker passed out beside him! Bug eyed, Duncan slid the covers down with trepidation. There crouched between the two spread legs was his nude little brother - cheeks bulging with unswallowed sperm! "C-Carter?" The big brother panicked as his husband shifted in his sleep. Thinking fast, he scooped Carter and carried him off to the kid's bedroom. "What the heck, little man?" Duncan asked, eyes filled with shock and panic. Carter tucked one foot behind the other and looked away. "Mm..." "I can't believe... I mean... You... That... Oh my god!" Duncan paced back and forth while his little brother waited and worried. Finally, the elder sibling stopped and gaped at Carter. "How... How did you know I've been fantasizing about you doing that for so long?" Carter looked up and stared incredulously. With an audible gulp, the preteen downed the entire creamy load stored in his cheeks. He cleared his throat and said, "What?" The big brother almost choked at the sight of his little brother consuming every last drop of his come that had just emptied from his balls. It rendered him speechless. Carter ventured, "But... I thought you didn't like me much." Duncan managed to gather his wits. "Wh-Why would you think that?" The boy sat on the foot of his bed while the young man remained rooted to the spot. "You're always picking on me and calling me names." The room fell silent. Duncan dared to take a seat beside Carter and laid a hand gently on the boy's slender shoulder. "It's just... you know... the way of big brothers." "Not all big brothers are mean." Duncan brushed the bangs out of the kid's face. "You're right... I... The truth is, for a couple years now... I've been having th-thoughts about you. Sexy thoughts." "S-Sexy thoughts?" Carter asked, looking utterly thunderstruck. Duncan sighed. "I know I shouldn't. You're so young-" The boy shook his head. "But..." "And you're my brother!" the big man moaned. The youngster blinked at him. "But..." The muscular older teen clutched his hair. "I know! I'm the worst!" Carter pressed on. "But..." "I know! You don't have to... Wait... You had no idea I was fantasizing about you?" Duncan asked. The blond tyke shook his head. "No..." "So, you went to blow me because YOU wanted to?" Still utterly poleaxed, the kid stammered out, "Huh...? Oh! Um..." "Sorry, that was unfair to ask you that." "Y-You been thinking of me like...?" Duncan kissed the top of his little brother's head and his flaccid cock started to thicken. "Why d'you think I arranged it for you to live here with us?" "B-But I thought you didn't like m-me. You're always... pestering me..." The boy looked up, confused. "It's only because I... I wanted you and... didn't know how to show it." "Wow... I never knew." The brothers sat together in silence. Slowly, Carter's hand shakily slid across to the mature cock. The small fingers wrapped around the wide girth. Duncan moaned. "Little b-brother. I can't believe this is all happening. You're actually touching me. And you even... swallowed my come." "You're so handsome... I always thought so. I just never..." Carter looked up at his big brother uneasily. "Can we?" "I was gonna ask the same thing, little bro. I'd like to... I want to make you a man." Carter blushed and smiled. "I'd... I'd like that..." The older sibling took the younger one into his arms and started kissing him passionately. The boy swooned and melted into the embrace, moaning against the young man's lips. Carter lay back on his small bed while Duncan hurried off and returned with his much-thicker cock all lubed up. The boy was smothered with hungry, needy kisses. "This is everything I ever dreamed of," whispered Duncan. "I want y-you so bad," swallowed Carter. "Now, little brother, I don't wanna hurt you, but... I... need to put my cock in... your bum." Carter reached up and brought Duncan close to him. "Please do it, big brother." "R-Really?" "I know about f-fucking." "Ohhhh, little brotherrrrrr," groaned Duncan and unable to control himself he pulled the preteen's legs up and aimed his cock at the inviting boy hole. Carter gasped at the invasion of the thick, stiff pole on his tiny opening. But he neither asked to pause nor uttered any complaints as his big brother sank up inside him to the hilt. "You okay, little bro?" "Uh-huh..." Duncan smiled and nuzzled him gently. "Been wanting this for so long... You're incredibly cute and sexy... The best little bro..." Carter gasped and moaned when Duncan let loose and pounded his bottom. The thick fingers of his big brother jacked the boy's cocklet. Together the siblings kissed fervently as they came. It was nighttime and Carter lay alone in bed, blinking and smiling as he remembered the encounter with Duncan. Carefully he picked up the wedding photo of the two grooms. This time, the boy's finger traced the outline of the brawnier man. "I love you so much, big brother." The tween kissed Duncan's likeness on the lips and hugged the framed photo as he drifted off to sleep. * Dinnertime was awkward with little Carter trying to pretend everything was normal. Yet he was acutely aware of the stolen glances of both married men. Duncan cleared his throat. "So. I was thinking... I haven't had any bro time with Capital C in ages. So, like, we might go camping next weekend. Just the two of us..." Tucker furrowed his brow. "Oh? I mean, I was planning on taking him to Six Flags this weekend and I know you hate rollercoasters, so..." Duncan frowned. "I'm sure Vitamin C would rather go camping..." Tucker folded his arms. "I think he'd like to hang with his uncle." * As the week wore on, Carter snuck in sex with both Tucker and Duncan without the knowledge of either husband. Kissing and sucking and fucking - it was exciting but also increasingly exhausting. The squabbles over Carter only intensified until the two men were practically at each other's throats. Everything erupted one night when Tucker and Duncan came to Carter naked and erect while the boy was in the shower. They paused at the bathroom door. "What're you doing with my little brother?!" demanded Duncan. "What're you doing with my little husband?!" blurted out Tucker. Being the smarter of the two, Tucker realized first what was going on. "You... But... You don't even like Carter!" "What're you talking about?" Duncan argued. "I love Hi-C!" Tucker shook his head. "How long...?" "You know how long. Eight inches and counting." "How long have you been fucking him?" "Oh! Uh... A couple weeks... You?" "Um... Since we got back from the honeymoon..." "You dog!" "He snuck into the bedroom and blew me!" Tucker said, as if that were a defense. Duncan gaped at him. "You too?" They stared at each other like dogs preparing for a fight, tension oozing out of them. That was when Carter came out of the bathroom, dripping wet and clad only in a towel. The boy was shocked to see the two husbands standing there stone faced and rock hard. "Um... Hi..." The trio retired to the den where the truth came out. Their lives were threatening to fall apart until the little brother came up with an idea that at first blush was dismissed. "No," said Tucker adamantly. "How would... How would that even work?" Carter explained, "Well, it'd mean we'd... all be together." "But I don't wanna," insisted Duncan. "We're brothers, C-Note." "Can't we at least... try?" the boy pleaded softly. Tucker and Duncan locked eyes. Both tempted but neither willing to be the first to commit. Carter crawled naked between the two men on the sofa. "I love you. My husbands." The newlyweds groaned in defeat. Of course there was no way to refuse such a sexy, naked boy who was ready to take care of their insatiable cocks. For all that they were older, there was no doubt in the moment who was and would forever be in charge. Though that didn't mean they weren't going to throw their muscles around. "I call dibs on his mouth," Tucker said. "Cool, I got his ass!" Duncan agreed. The men high-fived each other, smiling for real for the first time. Then they grabbed the giggling boy and went to work. Church bells chimed as each man fired hot, sticky sperm all over their young lover. The image crossfaded to a wedding photo of three brothers in tuxes - Carter, Darren and Tucker. *** > BareIllegal has provided tons of hot and horny teen-boy action over the last year! We hope you continue to enjoy our offerings! The three brothers - Tanner, Dylan and of course Mini Coop - are on hiatus as we begin a new chapter in our lives! < *** Cooper burst out of the elevator and directly into the penthouse the Clark men called home. "Tan Tan! Lan Lan! I'm back from school!" Even though it was just the trio, they called the place their "frat house." A fitting name since the two big brothers were enrolled in college. The Clarks had amassed enough money from the porn site to fulfill their dream of a higher education. Mom had never seen Cooper happier and healthier, and so Auntie Sara had convinced her sister to go together on a year-long journey of self-discovery to become better caregivers. Tanner had made the decision to sell off the ranch which meant they could live quite comfortably for years to come. Tanner would admit, if pressed, that part of the appeal in sending Cooper to the pricey private school was because their cousin-cum-brother looked sexy as fuck in his crisp academy uniform. The 20-year-old met the now 10-year-old at the door with a hug and a kiss. "Hey, little man! Have a good day?" "Uh-huh!" Cooper Clark said with a sunny smile. "Frrhhmm hrrrmmm rrtthhmm?" said Dylan, who'd gotten into the peanut butter again Tanner rolled his eyes and smiled. "Yes, I think our little brother would love an afterschool snack." Once his bookbag was set on a chair, Cooper bit his lower lip and giggled, "I know what I'd like for a snack, Tan Tan." Before his older big brother could react, Cooper undid the fly directly in front of his face, fished the spongy cock from inside the boxer briefs, and went for the instant deep throating he'd mastered from all those porn videos. Tan Tan groaned, "Awwww, Mini Coooooop. Gonna give you a heaping helping." Cooper couldn't help but smile at Lan Lan who was reacting like a little brother being left out of the fun. The brawny 19-year-old - now toned with more gym muscle and taller by perhaps another inch - darted across the room. He licked his fingers clean of peanut butter yet was still unable to speak. "Knhhn mmrrrmm smmmhmm mmnnn kooommdooom?" "Mmm hmmm!" responded Cooper who, without missing a single suck on Tan Tan, got the fly down of his other big brother and allowed the horny pair to sword fight in his small mouth. The two big Clark siblings grinned and traded fist bumps as the smallest Clark expertly and needfully sucked them off. The kid was absolutely insatiable, and since their retirement from porn, he'd been even more demanding. "Nnnn... Coopicito, you're the best little bro," Dylan said once he could finally talk. "No lie," Tanner agreed. Cooper glanced up as he happily pleasured the duo. Between his skills and their horniness, it didn't take more than a few minutes to milk their cocks dry. "Ahhhhhhhhh, deeeelicious as always," smiled Cooper while licking off his messy chin. "No recip necessary, I enjoyed working for my supper." Lan Lan dropped into a crouch and bared his teeth. "Goldilocks! Rawr! Gimme my porridge!" Cooper spied Tan Tan shaking his head, but the game had to be played! "Oh no, it's Mr. Bear!" Screeching, the boy ran around the penthouse and leapt into the big bed that the three brothers shared. After the nibbling and the giggling was over, Cooper stripped off school uniform. The clothes of his big brothers came off because it was no longer Naked Sundays but Naked Weekends and, of course, that started on Friday night and ended Monday morning. "So, um... I was in class and I was bored..." "Cooper!" Tanner chided. "What?" the boy grumped. "It was super boring! Who cares what happened a bajillion years ago or who was president." "He has a point," Dylan agreed. "You're supposed to be on my side," Tanner objected. "Anyway," Cooper cut in before they could focus on the topic of making him pay more attention in class, "I had, like, this awesome idea for another Prince Cooperton video." "Um, we retired, remember?" Dylan said. "Don't need to do that no more?" Tanner added, "Seriously, Coop. That's in the past." "No, but listen! Please, okay? Just listen to the idea..." Tanner shook his head. He had to be the responsible one, as usual. "We made all the money we needed to. It's too risky to keep doing porn, especially now with us living here in the city." "Yeah, it's true, Coops I Did It Again," lamented Dylan. "We both know Tan Tan's right. But, um, it's ok if we just listen to the idea." Tanner peered into the oh-so-cute, pleading eyes of Cooper and broke down. Now that he didn't have all the technical duties to deal with, the eldest brother had gotten into the sack of potato routine, and so he threw Mini Coop over his shoulder. "All right, but you have to tell us your idea upside down." "Heeeeyyyyyy," giggled Cooper as the blood rushed to his head, "that's not fair." Tanner chuckled, "It's the only way we're letting you do it." Cooper loved this other side of Tan Tan; he was still Mr. Authority, but he could be a little more silly - just a little though, he would never play Goldilocks even if you paid him. "'Kay, so Prince Cooperton goes off on another adventure by hisself-" "That little ragamuffin prince," interrupted Tan Tan. "Without his two knights, I take it." "Ayep," giggled Cooper. "And while he's out in the forest, he meets up with twwwwooooooooo..." Even upside down, the boy could see Lan Lan lean in with curiosity. "Twwwwoooooo...?" Cooper beamed from ear to ear. "Twwwwwoooooo... GIANTS!" "Giants?!" quizzed Tan Tan. "Well, you said you had all that CGI software you used for the other Prince Cooperton videos and you were resizing castles and trees and stuff and I got this idea you could also do people!" "So then what happens?" asked Lan Lan eagerly. "The two giants are in like Jolly Green Giant clothes, but sexier. And they say the prince has trespassed on their lands. And they don't care he's royalty or anything. So I have to do, um, STUFF before they'll let me go." Tan Tan righted the youngster and stared into his face with grudging interest. "Whoa, that IS a good idea. I mean, it'd be interesting to see if I could manage it from a technical standpoint." "I like the idea too!" Dylan smiled. "But - giant? What, we aren't big enough already?" Cooper giggled. "Yeah, but this way you'd be even bigger!" "Good point," the muscular teen agreed. Cooper mused, "I was just thinking how much fun it was to be Prince Cooperton and all these ideas came up. I mean, there's, like, so many stories we could do with him." "If we weren't retired," Dylan said, eying the youngster pointedly. "Yeah, it's too bad," agreed Cooper. "Oh! Oh! I also thought of this other one!" "Mini Coop-" began Tan Tan. "It takes place at a fraternity." The boy saw his elder brother pause, intrigued. "A fraternity?" "'Kay, so I'm like this boy genius who's so smart I get into college. But I'm still a kid, right, and I think I need to be a - um, what do they call 'em?" "Pledge?" offered Tan Tan. "Whoa, wait," chuckled Lan Lan, "even I think I know where this one's going." Cooper smiled as the Tower of Glory started plumping with images of the story forming in his younger big brother's head. "Yeah, yeah, pledge. So the boy's a pledge and 'member, Tan Tan, you told me sometimes the frat brothers make the pledges do dirty things." The boy wiggled his eyebrows. Now the tween started to levitate as Tan Tan's dick hardened underneath his butt. Dylan grinned. "Heh, so the boy doesn't know what to expect, I take it." "That's up to you, I guess, what do you think?" smiled Cooper. Dylan knew what he thought, which was (as usual) guided by his ever-needy dick. But he also knew Tanner was right, because his big bro was always right. And while he knew what he thought, he wasn't sure what Tanner thought and that was more important. The eldest eyed the two of them and chuckled softly. "Guys! We only did it because we needed cash!" "Yeah," Cooper argued, "but it was also fun!" Tanner shook his head. "I don't know. With college, I don't have as much time as I used to. There's a lot of stuff that goes on behind the scenes. I'd need some help." "Me! Me! Me! I could do it!" shouted Cooper, raising his hand as if called on by the teacher. "I been watching you with the cameras and could assist with the setup. And I know how you do the scheduling. Also, makeup and costumes and props, I can organize it. Hee, your dick is so hard." Everyone checked out Tan Tan's cockhead wedged between Cooper's cheeks. "Mine too, bros," smiled Lan Lan. "C'mon, we had tons a fun doing it," urged Cooper. "It was good for the money and all, but we made some pretty sexy videos. I know I wanna do more!" "Me too!" exclaimed Lan Lan. He smiled sheepishly at Tan Tan. "And I could help our awesome porn star with stuff he can't do all by himself." Tanner raised an eyebrow. "You guys really want to, huh?" "Yes!" both of them shouted. "Well, if I'm being honest... I kind of miss it too..." Cooper's eyes widened. "Really? So can we?" "Yeah, can we?" Dylan asked. Tanner grinned openly at them. "Sure we can, little bros." They whooped in delight. "And to celebrate, I say we spitroast our sexy new production assistant..." "I like this plan," the muscular brother said. "Me too!" echoed the youngest brother. His eyes twinkled. "But... You gotta find me first. Close your eyes and count to 20!" Of course both teens obliged and the boy ran off to find a good hiding spot. Not TOO good of course, just enough to make the game interesting. "Rawr!" Dylan growled when his older brother reached 20. "Who took my porridge?" "This isn't that game," Tanner explained. "It could be," Dylan said with a grin. He stomped out of the bedroom. "Goldilocks! Where are you?" THE END