Date: Wed, 9 Oct 2019 17:08:29 +0000 (UTC) From: anthony scordato Subject: I Didn't Pee The Bed part four gay male incest This story contains sexual situations between two bothers and other males. If you are under the age of 18 and are legally not allowed to read this story, or if material of this nature is offensive to you, then you should skip this story. The author claims the copyright to all parts of this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed except by the author. This is my second story for NIFTY. The first is in High School, Danny's First Love. Last posted on June 27th. I'm not a writer, but I thought I'd again try my hand at fiction. The seeds for this story were planted by an ex-lover. I'm a college graduate who majored in the hard science, did post-graduate work in medical research. English has always been my worst subject. So here goes. I hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you think. Please donate to Nifty! I Didn't Pee The Bed, part four By Anthony Scordato Eric and Andrew entered the room. They were naked and hard. I said, "What were you guys doing?" Eric said, "Beating our meat. Same as you." Andrew glanced at me and smiled. "What do you want to see?" James said to Andrew. "Ah. Whatever." Eric said, "He wants to see butt fucking." James and I laughed. James brought up a site and was scanning various pages. He typed in `butt fucking' into the search line. All the videos that came up were gay videos. James said, "Maybe I can find the one we saw last night." Eric said, "The gay ones are cool. He just wants to see a dick in a butt." James and I looked at each other and smiled. He looked at Andrew and said, "They're going to give each other head and then they'll do anal sex." Andrew said, "That's cool. It's the same if a girl sucks a dick or a guy sucks a dick." James clicked on one of the videos that was called `Russian twinks bareback'. James and I sat and watched. Eric and Andrew stood behind us. Two young very good-looking guys started kissing and pawing at each other. James fast-forwarded the video to where they were both naked and one started to move toward the others cock. James said to me, "He's got a big cock like you." Eric said, "You have a big cock?" "I don't know if it's big." James said, "It's big." Eric said, "Can I see?" James looked at me and nodded. I said, "I'm sure Andrew would like to see yours." Andrew nodded. James stood. He turned toward Eric and Andrew and dropped his boxer briefs. I watched as Andrew and Eric stared at his cock. James stroked his cock. I stood. My boxers were tenting. I dropped my boxers and watched as Eric stared at my cock. "Wow," he said. "Cool. It's huge. Can I touch it?" "Yeah." He touched the head of my cock and then wrapped his fingers around the shaft. "Cool." I was hoping that Andrew would not say he wanted to touch it. He didn't. He said, "I hope mine gets like that." Eric said, "Yeah, me too." We heard moaning. Our attention went to the video. The four of us stood and watched as one guy sucked the other. Each of us stroked our cock. James fast-forwarded the video. "This is for Andrew." We watched as one guy licked the ass of another. A lot of moaning. Then the guy spit on his cock and the other guy's ass. He then rubbed his cock over the other guy's ass and then pressed it in. Both moaned. I looked at Andrew. He wasn't stroking but pre-cum was dripping from his cock. His eyes were glued to the screen. I thought, `damn, I'm going to get fucked'. I could feel my asshole tightening. I said out loud to my surprise, "That's got to hurt." James said, "No it doesn't if you do it right." Andrew and I looked at him. Eric said, "How do you know?" "Wait here." James left the room. We all looked at each other. James came back into the room and closed the door. He was holding a long candle that was about a foot long and an inch wide. He spit on his fingers, put one foot on his chair, wet his hole and pressed a finger in. I glanced at Andrew. He was transfixed. While finger fucking himself he licked the candle. Then he put the candle to his hole and pressed it in. At first about two inches seemed to disappear. He began to fuck himself with it. I sat beside him and watched closely. He pushed more of the candle in and began to fuck himself faster and harder and started masturbated. I glanced at Andrew as he moved closer. Eric said, "Let me do it." James took the candle from his ass. Eric went to the bed and lay down. James said, "Wet your butt hole." Eric did. Eric said, "I can't put that in my mouth it was in your butt." James left the room. He came back with a bottle of cooking oil. "I've used this. It's makes it slippery." He said to his brother, "Lift your legs." Eric did. We were all focused on his asshole. James said, "Okay, now push out like your going to fart." "What?" "Just do it." James put the candle to Eric's butt hole. He lightly pressed the candle against his hole and then it slid in. We all looked up at Eric. "Wow." I said, "Does it hurt?" "It did a little." James said, "Beat your meat." Eric started masturbating. James stared at Eric and started fucking him with the candle. Eric nodded. I saw his toes curl as he masturbated fast and hard. James said, "You want to come doing this?" "Yes." I looked at Andrew. I understood what Eric was feeling and so did Andrew. I watched as Eric continued to masturbate. His was breathing hard. He started moaning. Then his legs came down and were shaking as James kept moving the candle. Eric's body tensed and then streams of cum, much like James's, shot from his cock. James pulled the candle from Eric's butt. Andrew said, "I'm next." James laughed. "Okay, then Jason and then he'll do me," he said looking at me. I nodded. Andrew lay down. He pulled his legs to his chest. James said to me, "Do you want to do this?" "No, you know what to do." James wet Andrew's hole with the oil, slowly pressed his finger in. Andrew started masturbating. James put more oil on the candle and then pressed it against Andrew's hole. He glanced up at Andrew. "You ready?" "Yes." I watched as James pressed the candle in. Andrew moaned. He was masturbating hard. James moved the candle inside Andrew and watched Andrew's face. Andrew was moaning. Then his legs fell and tensed and he half sat up on the bed and then fell back and started coming. Cum exploded from his cock. "Fuck," Andrew said getting up. "That was fun." We all laughed. I said, "It looked like more than fun." "Your turn," James said. "Then me." I lay down. I lifted my legs. James said, "You're going to enjoy this." I sighed. "I'll let you know when you're done." I felt his finger on my hole and then felt him press in. I started masturbating. He said, "He's got big balls too," and then he put his hand on my scrotum. He then lightly circled his fingers around one of my balls. Eric said, "They are big," as he looked at his. He said, "Can I touch." I said, "Sure." Eric took hold of my scrotum and moved my balls around. "Cool." James still had a finger in my butt and was moving it around. I was gently masturbating and enjoying the attention. I was also worrying about what Andrew would do. He did nothing. Then James pulled his finger from my ass and put the candle to my hole. "Ready?" "Yes." I felt the candle move into my asshole. I started masturbating hard. I glanced at James. He was staring at me. I said, "It feels good." James fucked my ass and started playing with my balls. I lowered my legs. Soon I was close. I moaned loudly. A very intense climax started. I was surprised at how intense it was. My body shook and my hips arched upward. Cum exploded from my cock and hit my face, chest and stomach. James pulled the candle from my ass. I lay breathing hard. James said, "Fuck look at how much he came." Eric said, "It's all white and clumpy." James said, "Yeah. I know." Eric sat beside me. "Can I touch it?" I chuckled. "You like to touch, don't you?" He nodded and smiled. "Yeah, sure. Do what you want." We watched as he pushed my cum around on my chest. He pushed it all into one large glob. "Wow, that's cool. I wish mine did that." I laughed. I wiped myself clean with James' tee shirt. Then he lay down. He handed me the candle. He lifted his legs. I spread oil on my finger. I looked at James. He said, "Fuck me." I smiled. Then I wondered what he meant. I pressed my finger inside of him. He spread his legs wide. "Let's check out his balls," I said. I touched his scrotum and moved his balls around. I said, "Yours are good sized. I think they're as big as mine." I was surprised when Eric took hold of James' balls and then reached again for mine. Eric said, "Yeah they feel close." I said to Andrew, "Check it out." I looked at James he smiled at me. Andrew played with James' balls and then wrapped his fingers around James' cock. Eric then felt my balls. "Yeah, I think they're the same." To my surprise, Andrew then put his hand on Eric's balls and this own. "I think ours are the same." I watched as they felt each other's balls. James and I smiled at each other as I kept moving my finger around in his ass and he continued to gently stroke. I said, "Okay, ready for the candle?" "Way ready." I removed my finger. I pressed the candle into his ass. He moaned. "Fuck yeah," he said. "Put more in." I did. "Move it in and out." I did. I watched as he masturbated. He spread his legs wide. I put my hand on his scrotum and moved his balls around. He nodded and moaned. Then his body tensed and shook and cum shot from his cock. I pulled the candle from his ass. He lowered his legs. Andrew said, "Can I touch your cum?" James and I chuckled and said, "Do what you want." Andrew sat on the bed and ran his fingers through James' cum. Then James said, "You want to play with my cock?" Andrew nodded. "Do it," he said. Andrew wrapped his fingers around James' still hard cock. Andrew said, "You're cock is nice." Everyone laughed. "Well, it is," Andrew said. He began to masturbate James. James sat back and watched. "You're good at that," James said. He looked at me and said, "Can I borrow your brother sometime." Andrew and I smiled at each other. We all agreed that we had fun and wondered when we might another day like that one. It was our last day of winter vacation that was on a weekday when James and Eric's parents would be at work. "We'll figure something out," James said. "Maybe next time, Andrew and I can jerk each other off and Eric and Jason can jerk each other off." We agreed that might be fun. Andrew and Eric took a quick shower in Eric's room while James and I took a shower in James' room. James said, "That was fun." "Yeah. They were cool." "Yeah, that was cool, but I meant when we were alone." "Oh yeah, drinking our cum. That was interesting. Actually, I had more fun watching you do it." He laughed. "I've done it before, but it's more intense when you watched. Would you do more?" "More?" He nodded. I said, "You mean would I fuck you." "I'd let you." My face warmed. "Yeah, sure." He said, "Would you let me fuck you?" "I'm not sure. Maybe. I'd have to think about it." "Well, I'd let you fuck me even if you didn't let me fuck you." While Andrew and I walked back to our apartment, he said, "I did okay" "You were fantastic. I watched Eric play with his brother's balls and was hoping you wouldn't play with mine." "I wanted to, but I promised." "That makes me trust you even more." We approached our door quietly. We both took deep breaths. I unlocked the door and glanced in. He stood back. It was dark outside and the apartment lights were not on. "I don't think she's here." I stepped inside. I saw that she wasn't on the sofa. The bedroom door was open. I saw the bathroom door was open. "She's not here." I turned on the lights. Andrew closed the door. "Is there food," he asked. I checked the refrigerator. "Yes. She was here." I glanced at the table where I left the gas and electric bills. They were gone. I locked the door and put on the chain. "Did you like the porn of the guys fucking," Andrew asked. "Yeah, sure. I guess you did." "Yeah." He was standing and seemed to be thinking or concerned about something. "What's up?" "Can I fuck you?" I stared at him. He said, "You can fuck me. I mean that would be fine. But can IÉ" "I knew you were going to ask." "I mean didn't you think the candle felt good." "Yes, but that candle and your dick are two different things." "Can we try?" "Let's have dinner and then we'll try." "Cool," he said smiling. "What can we use?" "For what?" "Do we have something slippery like they had?" "No. But in the video they used spit." "Oh yeah. We have plenty of that." "We've got school on Monday. You have a project you have to do." "I know." "How about you get started on that while I make us dinner and we'll work on that after dinner." "ButÉ" "Drew. You can't fuck up in school." "They'll want to meet with Mom." "Right. So, what's your project?" "We read that book about Anne Frank" "Oh yeah, I read that. The Anne Frank Diary. What's your project?" "So, we have to imagine what it would be like to hide away from the police. You know, be afraid of them finding us. What it would be like to worry that we'd be taken away. You know, write about what it would be like if we were Anne." "Okay." He looked at me and then looked away. "I think she was scared all the time. I think she was probably afraid of the dark. You know, that the police would be hiding someplace to grab her. I think she was afraid that she'd never see the people she loved again." His voice broke. "That the police would put her someplace and she'd be alone and scared and then she'd die." I watched as tears fell from his eyes. He stood and wrapped his arms around me and wept. "Jason, don't let them ever take me away. I want to be with you always. "I'm doing my best and I'm really happy you listen to me." I held him tightly against me as his body quaked as he sobbed. Tears welled up in my eyes. "We're doing okay, Drew, aren't we?" "Yes," he said between sobs. "Jace, I love you. You are the best brother in the world." He pulled back and looked at me. "I'll never get us in trouble, I promise. Just tell me what to do and I'll do it." "I know you will. And I'll keep you safe the best I can." He tightened his arms around me and pressed his face against mine. I stroked his hair. "I'm not so scared anymore. I mean sometimes I am, but I don't pee the bed." "Drew, you can pee the bed anytime you want. It doesn't bother me." "It bothers Mom a lot. That's why she doesn't sleep here and when she's here she sleeps on the sofa. I really fucked up the mattress." "That's not why she doesn't sleep here." "Then why?" I sighed, not knowing what to say. "Mom likes to have fun and party and do drugs and stuff. She'sÉ" I hesitated. "A bad mother." "A very bad mother. Don't blame yourself for what she does." He pulled tight against me again, "You can pee the bed too. It wouldn't bother me either." I laughed. "Deal." "I wish we had parents like James and Eric." "Yeah, that would be nice." "And we lived in a nice house and ate steak." "Yeah, that was good. It would be nice to have a computer, too." He chuckled. "We could watch porn and jerk off." "I think we're doing fine without the porn, don't you?" "Yeah." He stepped back. "I'll get my school stuff." He left the room. I felt sadness wash over me. Not because of what we didn't have, but because of the fear I knew he felt and the reality that someday his fears might be realized. "I know one thing that's better for us than them," he said, putting his notebook on the table. "What's that?" "We sleep in the same bed and they don't. I'd hate to have my own room and my own bed." I smiled. "You'd have to play with your own cock then." He laughed. "No, well, yeah, but it's nice to sleep with you." "I agree. I like sleeping with you." He sat and started writing his paper. My mother had left us the usual. I decided to make two meals out of the two hamburgers. So, I chopped up one and put the other back in the refrigerator for tomorrow night. I boiled some macaroni. When that was done, I cooked the hamburger, mixed it with the macaroni and then chopped up some of the brick of cheddar cheese and melted that on top of the macaroni and meat. "Dinner," I said. He got a couple of plates. I poured us half a glass of mile and split the macaroni and cheese evenly. He dug in. "You're the best cook." "Thank you. Tell me what you've written so far." We talked more about his paper. He continued with it while I cleaned up the kitchen. I had a worksheet in math I had to complete. We decided to get all of our homework done so that we would have the weekend free to do what we wanted. So I sat at the table with him and we worked for over two hours. We skipped out bath since we had just had a shower. We climbed into bed and left the light on. He took hold of my hard cock as I lay back. "It's big," he said. "Yeah. I think it might be too big for you butt hole." "We can try." He began to stroke my cock. "That feels pretty good." He rested his head on my stomach and played with my cock. He moved down on me and began licking my cock up and down the shaft. Then he licked my balls. I watched as he licked and kissed my cock working his way to the head. Then he opened his mouth and took me in. He kept going from sucking to licking and kissing. I stroked his hair. I figured he wasn't trying to make me come. He was just enjoying my cock. He would hold it so that it was pointing to the ceiling. I assumed he was looking at it. I never knew what his fascination with it was, but he had always enjoyed touching and looking at my erection. And I had always felt comfortable letting him do what he wanted. He sat up. "You want to try to fuck me?" I rolled over. "Why don't you fuck me first and we'll see how it goes." He spread my ass cheeks and licked my ass. Then he spit on my hole and rubbed it around. He spit again on my hole and then pressed his finger into me. "That okay?" "Feels good. Try two fingers." "Okay." I heard him spit again. Then he pressed two fingers in. "How's that?" "It's good. Go for it." "You mean my dick?" "Yes, just go in slowly." I heard him spit. Then he leaned over me. I turned my head and looked back at him. He pressed his cock against my ass looking for my hole. I reached around, took hold of his cock and put it against my butt hole. He slowly pressed it. I felt a slight burning type pain but it passed quickly. "Are you okay?" He asked. "I'm good." I took my hand from his cock. He pressed farther in. I realized what I was feeling was pressure and not pain. He lay on me, wrapped his arms under mine and held on. He mouth was even with my ear and I could feel his breathing on my face. I said, "I'm good. Fuck me." He moaned and started making slow deep thrusts. I wasn't sure what I expected, but my cock went from semi-hard to hard. I was surprised that I was enjoying getting fucked. He thrust and tightened his hold on me. The feel of his body and the sound of his breathing and the feel of his cock moving inside of me excited me. "You getting close?" He stopped. "Almost," he said breathing hard. "Let's change position." "Is it hurting?" "No. It feels great. I just want to jerk off while you fuck me." He pulled his cock from my ass. I rolled over, lifted my legs and pulled them to my chest. He moved in and pressed his cock into my hole. We both sighed and then smiled at each other. He leaned over me and began thrusting. I stroked my cock. "This is better," he said. I nodded, enjoying being fucked. "I like seeing you while I fuck you." Then he laughed. I smiled. "Just keep fucking me." He thrust and moaned. I stroked and moaned. He started thrusting faster and pressed hard against me. "I'm going to come," he groaned. We maintained eye contact as he pressed hard into me and moaned. I kept stroking. "I'm close," I said. "Keep fucking me." He began thrusting again. His attention went to my junk. "Oh fuck," I called out. Cum exploded from my cock and hit his chest over and over and then fell onto my stomach. I lay still and breathed hard. He pulled his cock from my ass and lay on top of me. I put my arms around him. Neither of us spoke for a moment. He pulled back a bit and looked at me. He smiled. "That was fun." I laughed. "Yeah, it felt good." "You want to do it to me?" "I want to clean up." We got up, went into the bathroom and cleaned up. We went back into the bedroom. I turned off the light. I climbed into bed beside Andrew. He snuggled up against me. I put my arm around him. I felt him fall asleep. I held him and wished that I could make life better for him. I hated that the only way he could taste steak was in exchange for his peanut butter sandwich. I didn't care if I ever ate steak again, but I wished he could. I thought about Anne Frank and how deeply connected he was to her fear. I had fears too, but not for me but for him. How would he do if we got taking away? Could I still help him, protect him and make sure he was happy? Would they keep us together? There must be a law saying they have to keep us together. Anxiety filled my body. He'd be so fucked up if they separated us. Stop thinking about this. It's not going to happen. They're not going to figure out that our mom doesn't live here. I had a hard time sleeping that night.