Date: Sat, 22 Apr 2006 07:28:43 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "My Grubby Big Brother" Part 2 Several kind readers wrote me and suggested that I do not end this story with that one installment. So lovers, here it is! Johnny and I did not have another session. There was no ass play as promised. He continued to keep his grooming up and I wondered if that was for me. Even his coveralls were washed each night and he left in clean ones for the body shop. He didn't ignore me completely. He now adopted a kind of amused big brother attitude. He whistled if my ass was exposed and pinched me in the bathroom a couple of times but no real sex. Once the genii was out of the bottle I my lust for Johnny was like a fever. About two days later he asked me if I would like to meet some of the guys at his job. I said OK but pictured these overweight middle-aged types you usually see in a body shop. Was I surprised? "Hey guys, this is my little brother Jeff." Yep, there were some long low whistles. What have we here? I thought. Is this the gay garage? I looked around. Near the front of the shop I shook hands with a shy guy, Billy, who wiped his hands on his pants before shaking. I liked Billy's looks. I really liked them and I guess I held his hand too long while another guy near by hooted. Billy was short, about 5'6". He looked about fourteen but I learned later he was eighteen. His dirty blond hair hung over his pale blue eyes, that coupled with his baby, pouty lips, you had a combination of innocent sexiness that made my thighs warm. I turned to the guy, who had hooted about my slathering looks at Billy, came over to meet me. Wes was his name, ass must have been his game. Do you ever notice how some guys asses look in coveralls? He had those sticking out perky and flesh shelf with a hollow at the back of the waist. Always a turn on for me on the guys at my high school. "So you're the baby brother who turned Johnny into a hot item. He used to be the one we stepped around to avoid the smell. Now he is a daisy." He grabbed my hand and also my lower arm. Billy was the affectionate type. I like that too. This visit to the job was opening up a whole new world for me. Should I give up my academic plans to become a medical scientist and go in for body work? Those bodies I saw here need a bit of my working them. I think I was breathing a little strongly as if I had been jogging instead of ogling. Johnny was at my elbow talking. I shook myself out of my sex fog and asked him to repeat. "Billy invited Wes and me and now you, you hot shit to a beer party at his uncle's cabin tomorrow night. Can you make it." "I can make it and I hope I get maked." My English was going south with all this male pulchritude. Johnny and I showered together the night of the beer bust. We were both hot and had pulsating stiffies, but we restrained ourselves, saving our spooge for the party. Johnny parked his truck next to one other in front of the dimly lit cabin. As soon as we opened the door the smell of beer from the giant keg and what was spilled on the floor and emitted from the mouths of the drunken duo there. Wes was dressed in a pair of denim shorts, his chest bare. He had a pair of terrific legs, fuzzy with brown hair over great calf muscles and mighty thighs. His shorts showed his perky ass to perfection. He weaved over to me and put his arm on my shoulder. He sniffed my face, that almost make me shoot while I was still soft. (I know you have had that happen.) "Shave lotion? For us? How sweet!" He then told me to lift my arms. He grabbed my T-shirt and pulled it off in one motion. "Wow! Nice chest! Nice tits and pits!" I guess I blushed. I looked across the room. There was Johnny wasting no time. His pillow lips were pressed against shy Billy's lips. In a moment they put their arms around each other and Billy was not too shy to reach around and squeeze Johnny's muscular ass. They parted, both puffing and hot faced. I put my arms around both of them, kissed Billy on the cheek and slipped my hand up his T-shirt and caressed his nipples. I paused a moment and said to big brother, "Do you mind sharing a bit?" "No knock yourself out. I'm going to roll some joints." During the next hour we slowly got down to our under shorts, except for Johnny who didn't have any on. "I want to be up and ready," he had said giggling. The shit was the most powerful I had every smoked. I was nicely tucked into a warm place, my cock at continuous erection. Wes came over to me. He had on low rise black briefs. His prominent cock showed he was half hard as it lay sideways the tip almost showing above the elastic. I reached out a lazy hand and stroked him. "Ah, that's good. Keep going, Jeffy." I uncovered the monster. It was a beauty. Long foreskin completely covered the glans, making a sleek perfectly faultless tube. But my continued stroking proved that he had more to give as the head pushed out, moist and red. He pushed his hips forward toward me. "Let's get this party really started. Lick it, kid." 'Kid?' Ridiculous, I was only two years younger than he was. But being an obedient boy I stuck out my tongue. I think he liked that because he moved closer and I could see he had put his eyes skyward in pleasure. So I licked again. Now we had sex lift off as he began moaning softly. I took the shaft into my watering mouth and held it there without moving. "Oh, Oh," he cooed, "Take it. Make me cum." I opened my mouth and my throat muscles. I was going to give him a real thrilling suck. I put my hands on his hard muscular ass and pulled him toward me. With a great sigh he entered my hot mouth. Then I pushed forward and his whole cock slipped down my throat. This really set him off. He began moving his hips in a fuck motion and moaning loudly. I became aware that Johnny and Billy were moving closer to my line of sight. "That's my little brother," Johnny said proudly to Billy. He has real talent. Wes won't last a moment more. Look at him. His eyes are rolling upward. His mouth is drooling." I think Billy was catching the passion of the scene. He shucked his shorts with pictures of little devils. He grabbed his dick and began rubbing it slowly. I could hear his deep breathing from where I was, busy bringing Wes to heaven. Billy came closer. He rubbed my back with his hot hand. Then reached in front and began flicking my nubs. I was panting around Wes's cock from the attention. Billy's ass was in the air and Johnny moved in. He positioned his cock and entered the target area. As his big head slipped in Billy cried out in surprise, then ecstasy. The room was noisy. Billy crying out as his hot button was being passed over and over by my brother's cock, Wes moaning and speaking gibberish and dripped spit on my face as I continued deep throating him. Then there was a humming of pleasure. That was me as I happily worked on Wes. Soon Wes stopped moving. He cock grew stiffer and larger. His knees sagged. I help him up by his excellent ass. Then it was as if his cock drew in and then elongated. At the same time he began spewing and spewing into my mouth. I held him tightly as he mewed and bucked. Around that time Billy unexpectedly shot a stream of cum right at me as he climaxed without touching himself, just from being fucked. Good old Johnny was right behind. I know my brother, he practically passes out from his cum. He fell over Billy's back and crowed and grunted like he was about to vomit. What a guy! In about a few minutes we were all back to drinking beer and Johnny was lighting "J's" for us. They all looked at me. "Hey," someone said. Jeff hasn't come." They all echoed "Terrible, what will he think of us?" The three guys grabbed me. Billy had my legs and Wes my head. Johnny reserved my prick for himself. Billy sucked on my toes. I had never had something like this done to me. It was almost as good as a blow job. Wes turned my face toward him and stuck out his tongue. He forced it between my lips and moved it in and out like a fuck job. Meanwhile Johnny had my half hard cock between his lips, his tongue moving around the head. He took my balls in his hand and tenderly stroked them, then pulled on them gently. I was flying. A few more minutes of this I began looking for a place to land. The cum was rising, my thighs were locked. I threw my arms out on either side of me, clutched the fabric of the couch and stopped fighting. I let myself cum, my hips rising and falling rapidly. And then it hit like an express train. I think I blacked out a moment. When I opened my eyes, there were my pals smiling at me. "I think the kid had a good time," said Billy. "Oh yeah," offered Wes. I think left us for another planet for a moment. "Was it as good as it looked?" asked Johnny. I huffed and puffed a bit. "Naw it stunk. But keep practicing you guys until you get it right." End Some of this must hit me where I live because I was pretty hard while writing it. Hope it gives you a lift and a buzz. Jay