From: an41470@anon.penet.fi (M. Knight) Reply-To: an41470@anon.penet.fi Date: Mon, 15 Apr 1996 14:44:36 UTC Subject: Brothers & Lovers The following is an erotic short story involving teenage males. It is a fictional story dreamed up by the writer's overactive imagination and is not intended to resemble any real situation. However, the idea of teenage males having sex with each other is something that we all know happens a lot in this world. Only the ignorant will try to deny it. You may distribute this story electronically as you wish with this header intact, and you can print out one copy for your personal use, but any other publication of this material will require the author's written consent. This story is one in a series dealing with the same family of brothers. Each story is basically intended to stand on its own without having too much overlap, but if you miss one and would like a copy, you'll have to appeal to the net community at large to repost stories you miss. I don't have the time to answer all requests for back issues. I barely have time to write these stories. As always, comments and encouragement are welcome. Now, enjoy! Brothers & Lovers XVII Revenge "Everyone ready to check out the enemies' turf?" I asked. Caine and Derek both looked at me and gave me a determined nod with their faces set in completely serious lines. It was payback time for what these guys had done to Derek, and there was no joking around. We were on our way to check out the houses of the two Derek wanted to get with our plan. Derek decided he didn't really feel like getting back at Jim since he had apologized and seemed to feel really bad about the gang rape. I disagreed with him, but it was Derek's show, so we were only going after the two: Randy and Chris. As we headed for the garage, we ran into Jordan who was coming out of the family room. "Hey, where are you guys going?" Jordan asked. I couldn't blame him for being curious. After all, it was pretty rare that the three of us would go anywhere together. Plus we were in such a serious, quiet mood. "Just going to the mall," Caine snapped. "What's it to you?" Jordan scowled. "Jeez, I was just wondering." "You guys'll be home by six, won't you?" our mom called from the kitchen. "Of course," I answered. "Can I come too?" Jordan asked. "No," Caine immediately answered. "Wait a minute," Derek said. "Maybe he should go to the 'mall' with us." Caine just gave him an "are you crazy" glance, but in my mind I was already agreeing with Derek. The more people we could get to help us the better. Besides, Jordan would never tell. He wasn't that small anymore and another pair of hands would be helpful. "Yeah, sure, Jordan. You can come along," I said. "Great!" The four of us filed out the garage door and into my car. Once we'd pulled out of the driveway and into the street, I looked into my rearview mirror at Derek. "Do you want to tell him?" I asked. "Yeah, I'll do it," he said. "Now Jordan, you have to keep all of this an absolute secret," I said, meeting his gaze in the mirror. "What? What's going on?" Jordan asked. "You promise, everything we tell you is a secret? You can't tell anyone?" Derek asked. "Yeah, sure, of course. Where are you guys going?" So Derek went ahead and gave him a shortened version of the story he'd told us about the terrible pain he'd endured from Randy, Chris, and Jim. Then he quickly went on to explain our plan to get even with those guys and teach them a lesson. Jordan's face went from shock to sadness to mischievous delight as Derek spoke. "Yeah, that's great! I want to help," Jordan said. "You've got to find dark clothes and a stocking cap before tomorrow morning. They can't know who we are," Derek said. "Yeah, I've got that at home," Jordan said, nodding. "Okay, here's Chris' house," I announced as we drove slowly by it. It was a small two story with large trees on either side growing fairly close to the house. I drove around the block and came back to park a little ways down and on the other side of the street from his place. We sat there in silence for a few minutes until suddenly we caught a glimpse of a young blond guy in the upper right window. "That's him," Derek whispered. "Piece of cake," Caine said, nodding. I nodded too. One of the trees branched out just underneath the window and connected right to a piece of the roof by the window. Now if only Randy's place was as easy. He lived farther away, practically on the other side of town, but it was also pretty close to school, so it would work out perfectly. First Chris then Randy. His house was only one story. We parked again nearby to watch it for a while, but we never saw any activity inside or outside. "Let's just go. I can get us inside and we can find him then," Caine finally said. "Okay." We pulled away and went back home. We brought Jordan up to speed on the timing of everything and then we were home. That night I set my alarm for 4:00 and laid out the clothes I planned on wearing near the bed. Then I went to sleep early and when the alarm rang, it seemed like I'd only gotten a few minutes sleep. After quickly getting dressed, I quietly slipped upstairs to check on my brothers. Peeking inside Caine and Derek's room, I saw them almost ready. Then I went down the hall and saw Jordan all ready. Soon the four of us were heading out to my car with supplies in a backpack Derek wore. My heart was beating very fast as we drove along the now familiar path to Chris' house. Everyone was completely silent in the car, and the streets seemed eerily quiet. We pulled up to a point one house down from Chris', and Caine, Derek, and Jordan all got out and crouched low as they raced toward the house. I stayed in the car and kept it running while I waited, my heart beating even faster now as I worried about them. I would have liked to have gone with to make sure things went well, but I knew the best place for me was here in case we needed to make a fast getaway. I watched Caine quickly scale the tree and then Derek followed a little slower and with less grace. Jordan stood at the bottom and kept watch. Soon I saw them coming around the side of the house with a struggling teen tied up and resting on their shoulders. Relieved, I let out a sigh and reached over to pop the trunk. They ran over to the back of the car, lifted the door and slid him inside. Then they were jumping into their seats and we were off. "Piece of cake," Caine murmured. I glanced over at him and smiled, noticing his face was a little red, probably a combination of the excitement and exertion. Soon I pulled up just a few yards from Randy's and again my brothers popped out of the car and headed towards the house. I watched them disappear behind the house, Caine was pulling down his ski mask, and then they were gone from site. I could hear Chris kicking and rolling around in the trunk, obviously not very happy with the situation, and if it weren't for the tape over his mouth, he'd probably be telling me about it too. They were only gone a minute, but that's all it took for me to start to get a little worried. I kept glancing at my watch every fifteen seconds, sure that they'd been discovered. I knew they didn't have any idea which one was Randy's room, but I still thought it was taking them too long as it went on three minutes. Then they peeked out from the side of the house, and I could see them carrying another passenger. I popped the trunk, they dumped him inside, and we headed for Caine and Derek's school. I parked in the back parking lot and turned off the engine. Now the fun part. We all got out and pulled down our ski masks. Then I opened the trunk and we looked down at our captives. They both looked up at us with a mixture of fear and anger in their eyes. Muffled sounds came from under the tape, but they had stopped struggling. Caine had tied them up good. With Jordan's help, I pulled out the smaller of the two, Chris, and laid this pretty good looking blond out on the grass next to the car. We were hidden from the street back here, and I was pretty sure we would have plenty of time to get the job done. Derek and Caine took Randy out and laid him down a little farther away. Then Jordan started unloading the rest of our supplies: the razors, scissors, knives, and shaving cream. I started cutting away the T-shirt Chris was wearing, and that's when he decided to start struggling again. Jordan jumped in and pushed his shoulders into the ground. I straddled the guy and finished cutting him up to the neck. The shirt fell away and revealed a pretty nicely shaped smooth torso. Then I moved down, pinned his legs and started cutting up the legs of the sweatpants he was wearing. I pulled these away and then made a couple of cuts in the nicely packed white jockey shorts he was wearing. These peeled off, and his limp circumsized dick fell free. It was surrounded by some light brown pubic curls. Glancing over at Caine and Derek, they had Randy all prepped already. (He'd only been wearing boxer shorts.) Derek was intently clipping away at Randy's short black hair while Caine sat on him and held Randy's head still. Jordan had the scissors ready and with a nod from me, he started clipping away at Chris' blond locks. Once we'd gotten them short enough, we sprayed on the shaving cream and started peeling away the stubble with the razor. Chris was staying very still at this point. Soon we had two teens with completely smooth heads. Then they moved on down to Randy's chest hair, spraying on the foam and going at it with the razor. With our smooth chested one, we got to skip right to the end. I sprayed the foam all around Chris' crotch and then carefully drew the razor across his flesh, peeling off his hair while I carefully held his dick out of the way. I felt my own dick start to respond to my shaving of him. Casually I shifted my cock with my left hand, and I glanced at Jordan to see if he'd noticed. His eyes were still fixed on Chris' crotch, so I just continued shaving. Soon the job was done. Both teens were shaved clean. Then we turned them on their sides and placed them back to back on the ground. "That was for what you did to Derek. If you don't leave him alone, next time will be even worse," I growled in their ears. Then I slipped a razor blade in Chris' hand. "You can use that to free yourselves," I said. Then we went to the car and pulled away. Once we'd gotten a block away, all of us started laughing so hard that I had to pull over to the side for a few minutes before I could get a hold of myself. Even if they did manage to get home, people would be wondering for a long time what had happened. I couldn't wait to hear what explanation they came up with. Once we got home, I went downstairs and jumped into the shower to get ready for school. As the warm water cascaded down over me, my dick started rising again as I replayed the scene of shaving Chris' pubic hair. My hand slid down my smooth abs to my crotch and encircled my dick. I started slowly stroking it while I imagined going farther with Chris. I thought about licking all around his smooth crotch and then taking his dick in my mouth...feeling it grow... Shaking my head to get my thoughts straight, I took my hand away from my dick and shut off the water. I quickly dried and stepped out of the bathroom. Entering my bedroom, I heard a soft knock at the door. Without waiting for an answer, Caine stuck his head in. He was only wearing his sweatpants, and I could see a boner clearly outlined in them. His eyes went to my naked one, and we both knew. Caine went to my nightstand drawer and pulled out the bottle of lotion. Spreading some on his palm, he grabbed my erection and started slowly stroking it. I yanked down his sweatpants and started stroking his dick too. Then Derek was poking his head through the door Caine had left slightly open. He silently joined us, dropping to his knees in front of Caine and slipping our brother's cock into his mouth. Caine pumped forward quickly into Derek's mouth. Soon Jordan was standing at the door, and I knew our little adventure had affected all of us the same. He stripped out of his clothes and walked over to us, his large uncut erection jumping in front of him. I squirted some lotion into my palm and Jordan stepped into the circle of my slippery fist. I was pumping quickly into Caine's hand, close to the edge, while Caine got his blowjob, and Derek jacked himself off. The sexual energy in the room was swelling and urgent. Something primal had seized us and we had to get off as quickly as possible. I don't know who came first. I reached the edge with such force and the balloon of pleasure tension burst. It seemed like we were all coming then as I shot stream after stream of cum against Caine. He pumped his load into Derek's mouth while Derek tensed up and shot his on the floor and against Caine's legs. Jordan's load wound up in my hand and on my hip. I passed around my damp towel and we all got cleaned up. Then, without a word, they all hustled out of the room, dragging on clothing as they went, and we got ready for school.