Date: Sun, 30 Nov 2008 12:13:10 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "Brother Toby Comes of Age, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay Incest Jim Evans was the neighbor boy who Butch had begun to have some fooling around with. Jim felt that Butch is a sweet kid of sixteen who is real sexed up and sexy. He was perfect for Jim to eventually mold into a bitch boy for his sex games. He didn't want to scare him off so he was doing his sex-lite act, you know, just a bit of "hand work". The next step will be for Jim to get him to give a blowjob. It won't be long, because he has been studying Jim's cock and his mouth is watering. All Jim has to say is "suck it". At eighteen, he is a little old for Butch, but there's no one close by, and he believes that Butch has been hankering for him for years. Jim is an apprentice farm machinery repairman. He got into it after his two years in juvenile prison. As soon as he met Butch, he could see that Butch was in love with the older boy's messy hair, face stubble and rugged body. Of course, his big cock was his best feature. Jim noticed that his sex pal sniffs his underarms. This boy is hot for him, everything about him, even his stink. There was plenty of sex at the prison. At that time, Jim was the youngest there and the older boys started him out the same way he was doing with Butch. A little hand job, then mutual masturbation, then, ordered a blowjob, then finally turning him into a bottom. He had erased those days from his mind as later he became the aggressor, turning younger kids to his sexual will. He knew of Butch's younger brother. He was still a baby to him, but he had his eye on him. He thought, "Soon as he gets a lil' more grown up, I'm gonna get him into my sex games." Funny he's thinking about that, because yesterday, Butch told him that his brother has finally grown up a bit. Yeah, Butch said, "The kid has got some show of body hair and he looks more mature. "Hey Butch, you been hittin' on your little brother?" he said. Butch blushed. "Naw, he's too young, but he's getting there." "He's lying, Jim guessed. He bet they already been getting to the start of fun, you know, touching, maybe even making out, or...maybe, sucking, Jim told Butch, "Suppose you come over tomorrow and bring your brother with you. Nothing to worry about, just to be friendly like, and I got some moonshine in a jug, just waiting to be opened."" And that is today. Jim lived in the garage in back of the repair area. He got it fixed up real nice with a hot plate, fridge and big bed. He looked at the bed and pictured the two boys, naked, waiting for him to begin sex. "Shit," he thought, "I'm already stiff as a jackhammer thinking about it." His hot thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the garage door. Jim, dressed in only his shorts, answered the knock. Butch and Toby didn't fail to notice the muscular chest that was glistening in the light from the open door, black hair decorating his pecs and running down his pale skinned belly. Toby found that he was breathing a little hard at the devilish look of the older boy, his red lips showing under the stubble of his unshaved upper lip. He was also aware that Jim was eating him up with his dark, heavily eye browed eyes. Butch had been here a few times and this was not so novel to him. He liked it now that Jim, familiarly put his heavily muscled arm around his shoulder and urged him inside, looking around and winking to Toby. Sex was in the air; Jim was pushing it with all his ability. "Sorry guys, ain't got no chairs. Whyn't you'll sit down on the bed while I open this jug." He got the heavy cork off, amber brew poured into the three jelly jar glasses. He handed one to each boy, then held his up in the air. "What say we drink to the Spartans?" That was Butches football team in high school. The two neighbors nodded enthusiastically. Football was like a religious in their parts. Then after they downed their first, Toby thrusting out his full lips at he gulped to settle his gorge, Jim said, "Hey, you guys are over dressed an' it warm in here. Why dontcha lower the straps of your overalls, so as we kin all be the same?" The kids looked at each other, shrugged and opened the brass buttons on the shoulders of their Bibbs and shook them down, the upper part falling at their waists. Jim fought to keep his eyes from eating up the sight before him. Two beautiful chests exposed to him. He had seen Butch's before, and it was real nice with the chest just beginning to spout a little tender hair in the middle, but Toby was something. His smooth boy's chest was a smooth as polished marble and he had two pink nipples. His tight belly and cute navel were exposed. Jim longed to push his tongue in that cleft. "Now," Jim said, "We can drink a toast to each of the field positions. Right?" The boy's nodded warily. They figured that Jim must be an experienced drinker. Butch had sampled moonshine before, but only a glass or two. Toby was a moonshine virgin. He knew he had to be careful. He sipped the next glass and when no one was looking, dumped it into the slops pail nearby. "An' now a drink to the tight end." He laughed uproariously, then downed the glass. When he threw his head back, he almost fell over backwards. Toby saw now that their host was a poor holder of whisky. His brother was glassy eyed, but seemed less affected than Jim. Butch said, "Jim, I guess I had enough, but you kin enjoy another if'n you wish." Jim, by now beyond caution threw at them, "Well don't we have two pussies here. Sure I partake another...maybe more." He rocked back and forth as he sloppily filled another glass, almost to the brim. He swallowed it. His face was red and his eyes kind of swollen and slitty. Both boys knew that their neighbor was drunk and in a small part of their brain, knew they could do as they wished with him. "Hey neighbor boys, I'm gonna really git comfortable." With that, he pulled off the only thing he was wearing, his shorts. His plumb cock and balls were fully exposed under the copious shock of long pubic hair. "Now you two do it too." The boys quickly stood up, opened the brass waist button on their overalls and let them fall down to their ankles. Naturally they had no underwear, saved laundry you know. Each of the three eyed the delicious bodies of the others, their cocks rising in the air and slapping against their young stomachs. Jim got a crafty, drunken leer on his face. "What say you dairy boys get yourself milked? Make out as if you were cows now." He was planning to fuck them as they slipped into their pleasure zone. The younger boys got on the bed, side by side, on their knees and elbows, their young cocks hanging below them like teats. Jim chortled with delight as the perfect young asses were exposed to him, the firm butt cheeks gave a view of their ass holes, Butch's slightly hairy, Toby, smooth as a baby's. He reached around each boy and grasped their pulsing cocks and began to slowly "milk" them. In a moment, the boys were groaning, drowned in the feelings he was producing. Suddenly it all stopped. Jim hip cupped and fell sideways on the bed, on his stomach. "You think he passed out?" Toby said. "Don't know, maybe we should shake him a little," suggested Butch. "Say he sure got a mighty fine ass there. You want to play with it a bit?" Now Jim's secret was that he was very sensitive, very ass centered. He was careful not to let anyway stimulate him there for fear he might slip back to being a bottom boy like he had been when he was young at juvy. Toby sat on the bed next to Jim's body, his legs splayed out and his ass crack inviting. Toby peeked into the crack. Between the large, muscular halves of his fuzzy butt was the seat of his potential intense feelings. The ass hole was ringed with a wreath of fine black hair and inside the ring was his ass mouth. The bright pink color was as if he has put lipstick on it. Toby touched it. Jim moaned, "Please don't do that." Jim was beginning to feel that his ass hole was spinning like a Forth of July firework, shooting off sparks. Toby looked at his sleep brother, still trying to shake off his hooch, and smiled. "This is fun. I wonder what would happen if'n I pushed my pointin' finger jes' inside. Jim heard this; he was half sober from worry. "You little shit, leave me be. I need to sleep now." But Toby was sitting on his calves and ready to experiment with that boyish index finger. It pushed it past the pucker and moved it around, just inside. Jim reared up and howled. "Oh that feels so good. But stop it right away. If you don't leave off, I'll kick the shit outa you when I kin get up." Toby only laughed. Now handsome Butch was getting interested. "I wonder what he'd do if I lick it a little." Jim let out a worried groan. He knew that he was on the threshold of danger. Those years at Juvy were flooding back to him. "Oooh, he called at a hot tongue licked his pucker. Then that tongue moved inside and rifled around there. Suddenly the tip hit that magic spot and Jim's ass began fucking the bed. He was shouting with excitement, but also dread. Butch turned to his little brother. "Toby, how'd you like to lose yer 'ginnity? I think the boy is ready for a corn holing and yer slim prick is just the thing to do it." Jim began to sob. "Please, please don't do this. I'll be glad to suck you both off if you let me git up." Toby's face and smooth upper chest were blushing with excitement. There was no way he could or wanted to turn back. He grabbed the large boy's hips and pulled up, exposing the ass hole. Jim was blubbering with fear. The head of Toby's cock slipped easily inside the tight pucker. He tested by going in a circular motion. Jim was mooing like a calf. His mouth was drooling and sweat had broken out on his strong back. Toby gave one push and he was in all the way, his young pubes tangled with Jim's black ass hair. The room was quiet, Toby was motionless. Suddenly Jim cried out. "I can't take it no more. Start fucking and do it hard." Toby laughed in glee, then he remembered his dear brother. "Butch, kneel down in front of our friend's face and feed him your big prick." Butch was amazed at his little brother giving orders, but he really needed to get off, and Jim's puffy lips would do fine. After he got into position, he put the dripping head of his cock at Jim's lips. Toby pulled his hand back and gave Jim a stinging slap on his ass. "Suck him, you hear?" Jim dutifully took the cock presented to him and began a vigorous sucking. Toby commenced banging the ass in front of him, feeling himself slipping into orgasm. With all his young will he held himself back until Jim hoarsely shouted around Butch's prick. "I'm cuming you bastards." Toby's eyes rolled upward as he felt the clutch and release of Jim's ass hole and that threw him into his inevitable orgasm. He couldn't move for a moment, then his prick stiffened and began spewing shot after shot of young boy cum. Jim was feeling that hot sperm in his insides, that, and his own orgasm made his lips tighten and suck harder. Butch hollered out his cum and he delivered six shots into Jim's hungry mouth. When the three of them settled down. Jim got up and slipped on his shorts. He padded across the room and recorked the booze, then he faced the two boys who were lazily putting their overalls back on. "Sorry boys, I need my sleep. You two had been git." They git, both afraid that Jim might be really mad about what had happened. End Part Two Was he mad? See Part Three.