Date: Tue, 19 Nov 2013 12:29:10 +0000 From: Marcus DaCosta Subject: Half-Brothers: Chapter 11 HALF-BROTHERS If stories about incest, and sexual activity between male family members are not your thing, or if it is illegal to read this where u are, please click the exit button. Otherwise enjoy. I appreciate your comments, instructions and participation as the journey progresses, my email address is at the bottom. All usual nifty pre-ambles and legal bits apply. ----------------------------------------------------------- Characters: DEAN COLLINS: 22 years old JAKE LANSDOWN: 12 year old half-brother of Dean JASON JONES aka 'SHANKS': 18 year old friend of Jake. JAH'VON JONES: 10 year old half-brother of Jason GURPREET SINGH: 35 year old Asian man (presumed to be 30 at this stage) JUGDEEP 'DEEP' SINGH: 11 year old son of Gurpreet KAI JOHNSON: 18 year old local boy MAX: Felixstowe youth RECAP: Meanwhile, half a mile down the road, Max stopped to get his breath back, leaning against a wall, he took sharp intakes of breath, trying to calm his panic attack, bedazzled at what he had just seen, and unsure as to whether Shanks had clocked that it was him watching the action; he was petrified, knowing what his 'older', was capable of. He pledged secretly not to tell a soul and prayed that Shanks had not seen him. 'That will teach me to barge in to his house', he said to himself. As he wondered slowly home, he pontificated, questioning himself as to why he was strangely aroused at the vision that his mind would never allow him to forget. --------------------------------------------------------- CHAPTER 11: The Park The alarm sounded, it was seven hundred hours, I jumped out of bed ready to take revenge on my little brother for pissing on me two days previously. I put on my robe and went to the kitchen, opened the freezer and took out the small tray of ice-cubes. I tapped them onto the work-surface and slid them into a bowl, which I carried into Jakes room, moving stealthily towards his bed so as not to wake him. Jake was asleep, naked and lying on top of his covers as the summer heat was so unrelenting. I paused to soak in the beauty of the scene, gazing at his bubble butt and remembering the adventure I had between those two mounds the day before. I climbed silently onto his bed, sitting on my knees and shuffling myself between his legs parting them slightly. He moaned, perhaps expecting a morning massage, perhaps in his sleep. I took one ice cube out of the bowl and slid it between his ass cheeks, locating his hole. I pressed it against his hole with my thumb applying sudden pressure so that it entered him with a jolt. He woke up immediately. I quickly knelt on his two thighs and held him down to the bed with one hand, while with the other, I forced cube after cube into his anus, until all ten were inserted into him. "What the fuck, bro". He repeated, flinging his arms around trying to throw me off him unsuccessfully. With all ten ice cubes forced inside him, I put my hand under his waist and lifted him up to his knees so that his ass was sticking up into the air. "Its so f**king freezing, u f**king prick" Jake persisted. "OK bro, let's melt them". I suggested, and with one smooth, swift move I slid my hard cock right inside his cold ass, my dick parting the cubes inside his ass, I could feel some of them rubbing up against my dick as I began to fuck my brother again. Jake said nothing. As the minutes went by and the ice-cubes began to melt, his ass became wetter and wetter, squelching loudly as I thrust my dick in and out of him. I pulled out and jumped off the bed, taking him by the hand and pulling him to follow me, as he stood up, water gushed out of his hole. I dragged him out onto his balcony and pressed him against the wall, prized his legs open with my feet, slid my 7 inch dick back up inside him and continued fucking him harder and harder. Being outside in the warm morning air was turning me on, I didn't even give a fuck if anybody had seen us although I don't think anyone did. Jake tightened his ass around my dick as I banged him and ground himself into me with every thrust. While fucking him I stared at the two big love-bites on his shoulder and neck, wondering how he would explain them if anyone saw them, after all he is only twelve. Jake squeezed again, as I pounded him while jets of cum spilled out deep inside him. "Dayum, I fucking love your ass" I said as I squeezed the last few drops of cum out of my dick, inside him. "I bet you never thought you'd say dat sentence fam" Jake pointed out. "You have no idea bro". I remarked, adding "Bro, I'm gonna get ready for work, do you need anything today?". "Nah fam". Jake said. "I still got most of the money you gave me yesterday, thanks doe". I showered, dressed, and rushed to the station. I popped into the store next door hoping to see Kai but he was not working. I bought a bottle of water and descended underground. At ten-O-clock prompt Deep was waiting outside the shop as arranged with Jake the previous evening. He had a pair of cream knee-length shorts and a white vest, trying to resemble Jake's attire from the previous day. He saw Jake approaching in the distance, and noted that his heart began to beat faster with anticipation, an anticipation that Deep did not fully comprehend. Deep was innocent. Though only a year apart, there was a vast chasm between the innocent searchings of eleven year old Deep Singh and the dirty-mindedness of twelve year old Jake Lansdown. Jake finally arrived, wearing a pair of hollister shorts and a white t-shirt. He presenting Deep with his fist. Deep spudded him enthusiastically. "Damn u look good". Jake exaggerated, noticing Deeps attempt to dress like him and realising the ease at which he was going to be able to seduce a boy that apparently holds him in such high regard. Deep smiled as he looked into Jakes eyes, after a few seconds, he looked away, concerned that Jake was going to think he was gay because of his lingering gaze. Jake clocked his worry, threw his arm around Deep's shoulder and started walking back up the road past Southwark Park. Deep felt like a prince. As they approached the park, Jake pointed out his flat as they walked past it down Southwark Park Road, he glanced up at his balcony and wondered if any passers-by got a glimpse of the balcony action earlier that morning. He smiled inwardly. "Whatcha thinking about?" Deep asked, noticing his daydream. "Just wondering what my brother is up to fam". Jake replied. "Is no-one in at your flat?" Deep continued? "Nah, Dean won't be back til this evening, so we can go and jam there later if u want" "Sick". Deep exclaimed. The sun was beating down by the time the boys reached Southwark Park. Jake removed his t-shirt and tucked it into his shorts. Deep looked him up and down. "You think I'm hot don't you?" Jake said, attempting to real Deep in, he didn't give him time to reply... "I know fam, I'm hot as f**k". He winked and Deep laughed. Jake ran over to the pond and stood at the edge watching a Coot sitting on her nest attending to her three chicks. Deep caught up, checked what Jake was looking at, picked up a small stick and chucked it at the birds. "Oi" Jake protested, bending over and picking up a larger stick. "How'd you f**king like it?". He proceeded to slap Deep around his thighs and prodding it into his plump bum-cheeks. Deep tried to run, but in his haste, fell on the ground and Jake took the opportunity to jump on top of him pinning him to the ground. "Say sorry, fam". Jake ordered, not really giving a fuck about the birds, but enjoying the banter. Deep tried unsuccessfully to wriggle free, laughing. Jake grabbed his nipple through his vest and twisted it gently, threatening a harder 'tweek' with his intimidating look "Say f**kin sorry". Deep laughed harder, still wriggling. Jake gathered saliva in his mouth and made out that he was gonna dribble on Deeps face, allowing the dribble to hang two inches from his mouth before sucking it back up. "Say forry muthaf**ka". Deep did not wanna back down, he continued to laugh, tormenting Jake to take the game further, in the exact direction that Jake had intended from the set-out. Jake grabbed hold of Deeps dick and balls through the layers of clothing, not hard, but enough to reinforce his authority. "Say sorry, bitch" he ordered, trying to sound pissed off, although his eyes gave away the joviality of the 'threat'. Deep said nothing, but continued laughing. Jake let go momentarily, reached his hand down inside the waistband of Deeps shorts and briefs grabbing his balls and dick harder. "Sorry fam" Deep shouted, still laughing. Jake squeezed harder. "I said I'm sorry, fam" Deep pleaded, starting to writhe in pain as the assault on his balls worsened. Jake let go and lifted his hands out of Deeps shorts. "Any excuse to touch my balls" Deep mocked. "I don't need a f**kin excuse dude". Jake winked. Deep did not understand the words, or the wink. "Are u gay?" He asked. "F**k no!". Jake insisted. "I f**king hate batty-boys... I'm just playing about fam". "Yh, playin about with my dick, doe". Deep scoffed. "Fam". Jake spoke authoritatively. "You cannot call that scrawny little maggot, a dick" He hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts and boxers pulling them half-way down his thighs, exposing his slightly chubbed up but still flaccid dick. "Now THAT is a dick". He smirked. Deep looked shocked, although having seen Jake's photographs, and having strange hopes about seeing it in the flesh, now it was there on display within reach; Deep felt embarrassed. Like a fish out of water, struggling to know whether to dive back in, or learn to breathe air. Jake broke the tension by suggesting they go and work-out on the outdoor gym. For thirty minutes or so they ran, cycled and lifted until they were both exhausted. "Let's get a drink". Jake suggested. "I didn't bring any money". Deep said. "My treat then". Jake replied as he returned his arm around Deeps shoulders and they walked arm in arm off to the cafe. Jake bought two Ice-blast drinks and they carried them outside and sat on a rock to drink the ice-cold drink in the summer sun. They talked about football, music, girls and family, and Deep boasted about how he was going to Dubai on holiday with his parents in a week or so. They innocently enjoyed each others company, actually conversing and behaving like the young pre-teen boys that they were. "I dare you to catch one of them f**king chicks" Jake taunted Deep. "Calm". Deep replied They rushed over to the side of the water again. "Gimme ur phone fam, in case it gets wet". Deep reached into his pocket and passed his phone to Jake, he climbed over the small fence and onto the root of the willow tree that was overhanging the water, the parent Coot spotted the pending threat and jumped off her nest into the water, closely followed by one, two, three, four! Three chicks and one eleven year old indian. Deep jumped into the knee-deep water and chased after the birds, although they were much faster than him, and paddled away to safety. Deep turned to Jake, and flung his hands into the cool water throwing a fountain of dirty cold water up at his new friend. "You c**t" Jake laughed, removed his trainers, dropped his t-shirt, placed the two phones and his remaining change quickly inside one of the trainers, jumped the fence and hurled himself at Deep grabbing him with both hands and dragging him under the water. They fought playfully. A small crowd gathered at the waters edge, some of whom were laughing and others were concerned about the fight, health and safety, the well-being of the wildlife, among other 'complaints'. The two boys eventually dragged themselves out of the pond laughing their heads off, as the crowd dispersed. "Can we go to your flat and clean up?". Deep asked. Jake picked up his trainers and vest choosing to walk bare-foot so as not to get them wet. "Yeah fam, we need to shower, and get something to eat". The two boys left the park, and headed up Southwark Park Road to my flat. -------------------------------------------------------- IF YOU WANT ME TO WRITE CHAPTER 12 PLEASE EMAIL: marcusdacosta@hotmail.co.uk Your emails and support provokes me to write more :) Please donate to keep nifty alive! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ------------------