Date: Thu, 31 Oct 2002 13:09:49 -0000
From: Gymnopedies <gym@softhome.net>
Subject: Family Album - Chapter 10

The usual disclaimers apply: don't read if you are prohibited by location,
are under legal age, or if you are likely to be offended by explicit
descriptions of gay sex. The story is pure fiction and is not based on any
actual events.

Gymnopedies   October 2002
gym@softhome.net


Family Album - Chapter 10
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Jack finished printing out some schoolwork which was due in the next day
and sat back in his chair. On a whim, he opened up one of the pictures that
Andy had taken earlier. On his 17 inch screen, in hi-resolution close-up,
was a photograph of his own cock, stiff and straight, with Andy's fingers
holding onto the hard shaft. With a contented sigh, Jack slid his hand over
the growing bulge in his pants. Seeing this on screen, it was almost as if
he could still feel Andy's firm, strong fingers on his erection.

It was only a couple of hours or so since Andy had given him his first ever
blow-job; the most incredible experience of his life so far, but already he
was starting to feel horny again, and these pictures sure didn't help the
situation.

While he had been growing up, it had seemed that Andy had always been
around, more like a big brother than an uncle. Andy had never made an issue
over the six year age difference between them and had always found time for
Jack, and though Andy had also a spent time with Chris and later with Alex,
it was with Jack that he had really bonded.

Over the past few years, since Andy had gone away to college, they hadn't
seen so much of each other and though they still got on really well
whenever they were together, things were never quite the same.

However, in the past few hours all that had changed. Jack felt that he and
his uncle were now closer than ever. He felt like he had his big brother
back again.

It wasn't just the blow-job, amazing though that had been. What had really
brought them closer again had been the talk they had had afterwards.

Jack's stomach had tied itself in knots when Andy said he had guessed
something had been going on between the sixteen year old and his youngest
brother. Under Andy's probing, Jack had reluctantly revealed how Alex had
posed, naked and with an erection and how later Alex's friend Jamie had
done the same thing. He'd even admitted giving the two eleven year olds a
jerk-off demonstration and how he had manage to get his hand into the pants
of both Alex and Jamie, getting a feel of their small, hard
cocks. Eventually he even told Andy how Alex had brought him off by
squirming naked in his lap and how he in turn had jerked Alex's dick to a
dry orgasm and finally how the two of them had slept together in Jack's
bed.

Feeling his confession was complete, Jack sat silent and nervous, awaiting
his uncle's judgement. Right at the start, Andy had promised him that he
wouldn't tell the boy's mom and dad anything that he heard, but that didn't
mean he would approve of what had been going on.

For a long moment, Andy had been silent, as if digesting everything he had
been told. Then he had given a wide grin. "It look's like you've been
having some fun," he'd said. Though he had quickly turned serious again,
stating there were a couple of things he wanted to say; firstly he had made
Jack promise that he would never make either Alex or Jamie to do anything
they didn't want to, and secondly he had advised that they be very careful
to keep it all secret, as not everyone would be so understanding.

Making the promise had been easy for Jack. He loved Alex and would never
force him into anything. Though he did share Andy's concern about keeping
everything quiet and pointed out that Alex wasn't exactly the most discrete
person in the world. Andy had offered to have a talk with Alex and see what
he could do.

Then Jack had surprised himself. Having opened the door to some of his
secrets, it was as if he couldn't close it again. Almost before he knew
what he was saying he had shared his most intimate secret of all; he had
told Andy that he was gay. Andy had listened patiently as Jack had
described in detail his feelings for other boys and even revealed his
fantasies about Chris. Baring his soul in this way was quite an ordeal; at
one point, Jack had become a little emotional and Andy had held him in his
arms until the tears had stopped.

Afterwards, Andy had revealed that he too was gay. Considering what had
happened a little earlier, this should not really have come as a great
surprise to Jack, but for some reason it still did. It turned out that
Rich, the nineteen year old who Andy had referred to as his house mate, was
actually really his boyfriend.

Having shared their secrets, they had hugged each other and then chatted
for a while until they heard the sound of the front door opening and
closing and Alex's non too delicate footsteps as the youngster charged up
the stairs. Andy had gone to keep the youngest brother entertained,
allowing Jack time to get his schoolwork done.

Now that his work was out of the way, Jack's teenage hormones once more
took control and his thoughts turned to his favourite subject, sex. As he
stared at the picture on the screen, stroking his hardness through the soft
material of his pants, he wrestled with an important decision; to wank or
not to wank? That was the question. He decided he could at least make
himself more comfortable and quickly stripped down to his shorts.

Andy had said he was cute; "hot and cute". Jack had never thought of
himself as either of those things. He brought up one of the pictures that
he had taken of himself on a previous occasion, a full frontal nude shot,
and tried to look at it critically, as though through someone else's
eyes. After staring at the photograph for several long seconds he had to
admit to himself that his body really wasn't bad, but he couldn't see the
face all that well. He considered trying to get a better picture, but
couldn't think how to get a full body shot and a good facial shot at the
same time. Then he had an idea. Crossing to his bedroom door, he stuck his
head out. Good, no one in sight. He quickly crossed the landing, headed for
his parents room. As he passed Alex's room, he heard voices from inside;
Andy must be in there talking to Alex, but they were speaking too softly
for Jack to be able to tell what they were saying.

The sixteen year old entered his parents bedroom, leaving the door slightly
ajar so that he would be able to hear if anyone was around, and stood in
front of his mother's full length mirror. This was much better, he could
see himself properly now. Once again he tried to examine himself
critically. Maybe he wasn't bad looking; definitely not in Chris' league,
but maybe not bad. He watched his reflection as he ran his hands over his
own smooth chest, pausing to tease his nipples with his fingertips and
caught himself smiling. Yeah, not really bad looking at all. Changing his
pose, he stood with his legs apart and hands on hips. He imagined that
Andy, Chris and Alex were watching him, taking in his exposed torso and the
large bulge in his shorts. "You want to see it all?" he asked, grinning,
pretending he was speaking to his uncle and his brothers. "Right, I'll show
you everything." Keeping his legs slightly apart he pushed down the front
of his shorts and tucked the waistband behind his balls, allowing his hard
cock to spring free, before resuming his former position, hands on hips.

His hard, upward pointing teen erection certainly looked impressive, he had
to admit to himself. He shook his hips, making his cock jerk from side to
side. "What do you think of that, then?" he asked aloud, falling back into
his role-play.

"Very nice."

"Wha... Shit! Ahhh!" Jack's hands flew reflexively to cover his erection
and at the same time he crouched down to try and hide himself. This new
position had put extra tension onto the elastic of his shorts which had
pushed up painfully behind his balls.

"Careful, or you'll do yourself an injury." Andy stood at the bedroom door,
laughing.

With a scowl, Jack adjusted his single item of clothing. "You shouldn't go
sneaking up on people like that. You scared me half to death."

"Sorry," said Andy, his expression not matching his words. "But I didn't
want to interrupt the show."

Jack's blush started high on his face and moved all the way down onto his
shoulders and chest. "I thought you were talking to Alex," he said. Quickly
trying to change the subject.

"I was," said Andy. "But we'd finished talking so I came to find
you. Though I don't mind waiting if you want to finish what you were
doing."

Grabbing a pillow off the nearby bed, Jack launched it at his uncle.

"I'll take it that means the show is over for now," said Andy, feigning
disappointment as he easily caught the pillow. "Oh well, maybe there'll be
a second showing later."

Jack pushed passed the man, headed out the door, but Andy caught hold of
him from behind, his hands on the boy's bare chest. "I still think you're
hot and cute," he whispered into Jack's ear.

With a small wriggle, Jack managed to pull free, but his scowl had been
replaced by a smil as he led the way back to his own bedroom.

"I just wanted you to know that I've had a word with Alex about being more
careful with what he says," said Andy, sitting on Jack's bed.

"Somehow I don't think it will make too much difference." Jack was
sceptical. Alex had never been one for thinking before he spoke.

"Well, I don't suppose I've solved the problem completely," Andy
admitted. "But I hope things might be a bit better for a while at least."

"Why, what did you say?"

"I explained to him that if anyone found out about the photographs and the
other stuff, you would be in very serious trouble. You may not know it, but
Alex thinks the sun shines out of your butt. He'd never deliberately do or
say anything that would cause you problems. He didn't realise just how much
trouble you might find yourself in and now that he understands the
situation I think you can count on him to be a bit more discrete."

Jack felt a moment of relief, but then another thought occurred to
him. "Alex isn't doing this posing and other stuff just to please me, is
he?"

"Are you kidding?" Andy laughed. "I don't think I've ever seen him so
excited about anything before. He loves it. He even made me promise that
I'd make time to watch him pose before I go home. He's a right little
exhibitionist. Though after what I caught you doing a few minutes ago, I
can see he's only following in the footsteps of his older brother."

"You're not going to let me forget that are you," Jack blushed.

"Nope!"

They were interrupted at that moment by a sound behind them and Jack turned
around just in time to see Alex's head appear around the bedroom door.

"You guy's wanna play a game or something?" the eleven year old asked.

Andy put on what was a rather forced frown. "It's getting a bit late to
start playing games. Besides, I though we'd agreed that it was time you
were in bed."

"No," said Alex, sauntering into the room, a cheeky grin on his face, "you
agreed, I didn't. Anyway, it's not that late, Chris isn't even home yet."

"Chris is older than you," Andy pointed. "And tomorrow is a school day so
you did ought to be in bed by now."

"You could always try and make me," said Alex, a twinkle of mischief in his
eyes.

Andy glanced at Jack. "I suppose we ought to make him, for his own good, of
course."

Jack appeared to think about the suggestion for a second. "Well, seeing as
it's for his own good, I guess you're right." Without any warning, he
launched himself at his younger brother.

Alex, though, was obviously expecting this sort of response to his
challenge. With a delighted shriek, he fled through the door and across the
landing towards his own room, Jack and Andy in hot pursuit.

The youngster tried to force his room door closed behind him, shutting out
his assailants, but he was neither quick enough nor strong enough. In
moments, Jack was on top of him and the two of them rolled together onto
Alex's bed. Seconds later Andy joined them, and at that point further
resistance was useless as far as Alex was concerned. The preteen put up a
valiant struggle, but there was no way he could hold onto his clothes in
the face of such overwhelming odds.

Andy had pulled Alex's shirt up over his face, pinning his arms, while at
the same time Jack had pulled the boy's pants down around his ankles,
restraining his legs. Alex lay panting, unable to move or even see what was
going on. The only things protecting his modesty were a rather skimpy pair
of "Star Wars" briefs.

"Are you willing to get ready for bed now?" Andy asked. "Or do we have to
strip you completely?"

"If you want me bare, you're gonna have to get me bare," panted Alex,
trying to wriggle free and only managing to thrust his hips upwards in what
Jack thought was quite an erotic manner.

"Well, if that's the way it's got to be," said Andy. "You're down that end
Jack, you want to do the honours?"

"With pleasure," Jack replied, meaning it quite literally.

As Jack reached forwards, he noted that the sharply pointed bulge
distorting the image of the young Anakin Skywalker's face provided a good
indication that his little brother wasn't exactly hating this. The teen
slipped his fingers under the waistband of the boy's final garment and a
second later, Alex's briefs were down below his knee's; Alex even lifted
his hips to make removal of his underwear easier.

With a twinge of excitement, Jack realised he had been correct, Alex was
fully hard. The boy's small three and a half inch erection lay twitching on
his completely hairless stomach. Even though he'd now seen Alex in this
state several times before, it still gave Jack a thrill to see his youngest
brother so fully exposed and sexually aroused.

Aware that Andy was intently watching his every move, Jack reached out and
took hold of Alex's small but sensitive instrument between his thumb and
forefinger and stroked up and down the stiff shaft a couple of times,
causing the boy to squirm with pleasure.

"Hey, not fair, I can't see what you are doing," the youngster
complained. His head and arms still enclosed in the restraining shirt.

"You don't need to be able to see," Andy laughed. "Just lie still and
accept your punishment for not doing as you were told. In fact, I have an
idea for a really good punishment. Don't move, I'll be back in a minute."
He climbed off the bed and left the room.

Though he now had an opportunity to free himself, Alex made no move to do
so, remaining motionless with the shirt pulled inside out over his face and
stretched up over his arms.

Jack took this opportunity to remove his brother's lower garments
completely, pulling the boy's socks pants and briefs over his feet and
leaving him completely naked from the neck down.

The sight of his younger brother, naked and excited yet completely
submissive, with his legs spread enticingly so that nothing remained
hidden, was having a very predictable effect on the hormone charged sixteen
year old. Jack found himself rubbing the hard bulge at his own groin and as
he stared at Alex's erection he had an idea of his own. Hurriedly he
crossed to the door and listened. He could hear Andy doing something
downstairs in the kitchen and there was the sound of something rattling. If
he was going to do this he was going to have to be quick. Returning to the
bed he crouched between Alex's legs and once more took hold of his
brother's dick, pulling it towards him until it was pointed towards the
ceiling. Nervously leaning forwards, hardly even daring to breath, he
wondered if he should be doing this. Bending his head down he touched the
head of his brother's organ with the very tip of his tongue, instantly
pulling away and sitting upright.

Alex let out a shrill giggle. "What're you doing? That tickles."

At that same moment Andy returned carrying a small bowl. "Keeping the
prisoner entertained?" he asked.

Jack fought to stop himself from blushing and hoped he didn't look as
guilty as he felt. He didn't think Andy had seen what he had just done; the
man certainly gave no indication that he had. "I'm just waiting to see what
this idea of yours is," he replied, quickly.

While Andy climbed carefully back onto the bed and sat across Alex's
outstretched arms, Jack rolled his tongue around inside in mouth and was
disappointed to discover that he couldn't actually taste very much, though
he supposed that was hardly surprising considering the touch had only been
momentary. But brief though the contact had been, Jack had been fully aware
of the warm, spongy softness of his brother's dick head against the tip of
his tongue and he could still detect the musky, sweaty, yet highly erotic
odour of Alex's crotch in his nose. He yearned to go further and take
Alex's hard dick all the way into his mouth, maybe even lick his balls, but
even though he was sure Alex would not object, he didn't feel he could take
the massive step of performing such an intimate act with Andy watching.

"Right," Andy said to Jack, "I think it's time we showed your brother what
happens to little boys who don't go to bed when they are told." He gave an
evil grin and carefully placed the bowl on the bed next to the restrained
eleven year old.

Jack was unable to suppress a grin of his own as he saw the bowl was full
of pieces of ice, straight from the freezer. "Oh, yes!" The teen
exclaimed. "This is going to be fun."

"What is it, what's going on?" Alex's voice was slightly muffled from the
shirt which still enveloped his head and prevented him seeing the torture
that was in store for him.

"Last chance," said Jack. "Are you going to be a good little boy and go to
bed, quietly?"

"No chance," Alex replied giving a futile wriggle. "You can do whatever you
want, you don't scare me."

"Right, you asked for it." Andy picked up one of the pieces of ice and
began to rub it backwards and forwards across one of Alex's exposed
nipples.

The effect was instantaneous. Alex let out a howl of shock and fought to
free himself. However, with Andy seated across his arms and Jack across his
lower legs, all the boy's thrashing around was in vain.

"All you have to do is promise to be good," said Andy.

"Noooo," Alex shrieked, laughing hysterically in spite of the shock of
having freezing cold ice rubbed across his bare chest.

Andy looked up at Jack. "Looks like we're going to have to torture some
more of his delicate bits. You're down that end so it looks like you get to
have some fun. Just hang on a second though while I get this shirt off him,
I think he should be able to see what's happening." Quickly Jack stood up
and pulled Alex's shirt all the way off leaving the youngster now totally
naked, before climbing back onto the bed and again pinning the boy's arms
down.

Jack noted that while Alex's arms were free the boy ceased all his
struggling and waited until Andy was once more holding him down before
resuming his attempts to escape. The boy was actually loving every minute
of this.

Deliberately, Jack selected a piece of ice from the bowl and held it up in
front of his brother. "You gonna be good?"

"No way," Alex cried, defiantly. The sparkle of light reflecting off the
ice was easily matched by the twinkle in the eyes of the restrained eleven
year old. "Aaargh...!" A drop of water dripped from the melting ice in
Jack's hand to splash coldly onto the boy's smooth stomach.

"Right, you asked for it." Jack slowly rubbed the piece ice around the head
of his younger brother's preteen erection.

"Ooh! Oh, shit!" Alex squirmed around but at the same time watched in rapt
fascination as Jack began running the ice up and down the youngster's hard
shaft and then down across his tight young balls.

"Watch the language, if you don't mind," Andy laughed and taking a piece of
ice in each hand continued his torture of the boy's chest.

The piece of ice in Jack's hand was rapidly getting smaller as it melted
away on contact with the younger boy's hot shaft. Quickly Jack rubbed it a
final time around the sensitive head then almost on impulse he put the
remains of the icy fragment into his own mouth.

"Yeck! That is so gross!" Alex pulled a face at seeing what his brother had
just done.

Jack flushed and shot a guilty glance at Andy, but the man's only reaction
was a slightly surprised raised eyebrow and a knowing smile.

"So you think that's gross, do you?" Jack asked. With an evil grin he
selected a smallish, rounded piece of ice from the bowl and unhesitatingly
pushed it up under his brother's butt, pressing it firmly between the boy's
cheeks, right up against his hole.

Alex gave a gasp of surprise as the freezing ice made contact with his
sensitive ring. However, this gasp of surprise turned into open mouthed
shock as Jack kept up the pressure and Alex's anal sphincter muscles
suddenly relented, allowing the small piece of frozen water to slip right
up inside the boy. The look on Alex's face was priceless. He'd obviously
never expected the ice to go inside.

"You know what," Jack laughed, stealing the now speechless boy's favorite
word, "I think that was really cool!"

For a moment Alex remained silent, staring at his older brother. As his
surprise at what had just happened abated, he closed his mouth and a frown
creased his young features. Jack was just starting to worry that he'd
crossed the line and done something he shouldn't when suddenly the twinkle
reappeared in Alex's eyes and the boy giggled happily. "Yeah, that sure was
cool! Do it again, push another piece in."

"I don't think so," Andy laughed. "That one little piece can't do you any
harm, but it probably wouldn't be a good idea to put any more in. The last
thing any of us want if you up all night with an upset tummy. Also, don't
forget that what goes in has to come out again and you don't want a mess on
your bed."

"That's ok," grinned Alex, "I'll sleep with Jack."

"Not a dribbling bottom you won't," said Jack, quickly.

"Come on, squirt," said Andy. "Let's get you into the bathroom and cleaned
up. Then it really is time for bed."

While Andy dealt with Alex in the bathroom, Jack returned the bowl to the
kitchen, emptying the remainder of the ice into the sink. He was just on
his way back up the stairs when Chris came in through the front door.

"Hi, had a good time?" asked Jack, amiably.

"Not especially," Chris replied, eyeing his older brother up and down. "Are
you going to make a habit of wandering around the house half naked?"

Jack realised that this was the second night running that Chris had come in
and caught him in just his shorts, but he was shocked by the harsh tone his
brother had used. "Hey, I didn't realise it was such a big deal," he said
defensively. "I'm sorry if you're offended by a bit of skin," he snapped.

Chris reddened then looked down at his feet. "I'm sorry," he muttered. "I
shouldn't have spoken to you like that. It's just that I'm worried about
something."

"Hey, forget it." Jack returned to the bottom of the stairs and putting his
arm around his brother's shoulder he led him into the kitchen. "If you tell
me about it, maybe I can help."

While Jack fetched the milk from the fridge and poured two glasses, one for
himself and one for his brother, the fourteen year old explained what was
on his mind.

It turned out that Mike had had an accident. He'd tripped on the stairs and
twisted his ankle. It wasn't serious, but it was enough to ensure that he
would be unable to play in the soccer match that Saturday against Westdale
High. But that wasn't the worst of it. Tim, Mike's twin brother, had passed
Chris a message from their biology teacher Mrs. Simmons. Apparently Chris
had an overdue biology assignment and unless he handed in the completed
assignment tomorrow, Friday, "Wartface" Simmons was going to have Chris
suspended from the soccer team and so he too would miss the match on
Saturday. With two of their star players missing, the team didn't stand a
chance and would lose their position at the top of the area league.

Jack, with his apathy regarding sports would not normally have considered
this to be such a major disaster, but he knew how much it meant to Chris
and how hard the boy had worked to get his position on the soccer team. And
now Chris was feeling that he had let the whole team down. "When was the
assignment due in?"

"Yesterday," said Chris, with a look on his face that indicated his whole
world had collapsed.

"So it's only a little bit late," said Jack. "Have you got much to do?
Couldn't you get it finished off tonight?"

"I've nearly all of it still to do, and if I understood any of it I could
have done it and handed it in on time."

Jack shook his head. "If you were stuck with something, why didn't you ask
me about it. Maybe I could have helped."

"Because I didn't want you think that I'm stupid," said Chris, staring down
into his now empty glass.

"I don't think you're stupid," Jack said, softly, his eyes locked onto his
brother's sad face. Even under these circumstances, Jack couldn't help
thinking how incredibly cute the younger boy was. With a sigh, Jack stood
up and took the glasses to the sink. "Come on," he said, briskly. "We'd
better get busy."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that I going to try and ensure Westdale High doesn't win
that match on Saturday. I can't do anything about Mike's ankle, but I can
sure as hell stop old Wartface from making matters worse. Let's get
upstairs. We've got a biology assignment to complete."



End of chapter 10


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