Date: Tue, 20 Nov 2007 16:19:00 -0800 (PST) From: terry jeff Subject: I Find A Big Brother chapter 6 After School and Tennis By TerryJeff November 2007(c) All rights reserved The following is a work of fiction. Any similarities are completely fortuitous. The story may contain profanity and references to gay sex or incest. If such content offends you please leave now. The author maintains all rights to the story. Do not copy or use without written consent from the author. Write TerryJeff at storiesterryjeff@yahoo.com with your comments. We are listed under terryjeff as prolific authors in this section. We love hearing from our readers and will respond back to you as well when we can. Jeff 13 Terry 19 Father 30+ (Bob) Uncle 30+ (Paul) Jeff looked me in the eyes and smiled "I was right" he murmured, "you really are the brother God forgot to give me", then he was asleep in my arms Jeff Narrates.... I woke the next morning and I was alone in bed, I could here Terry getting the breakfast, so I got up and showered, Thinking what had happened between us, remembering his hands on my small smooth young body, and his hot mouth on my hard boy cock I got dressed for school and went down for breakfast. "Hey Big bro, don't forget I have tennis after school, will ring you and let you know how I get on" i said smiling at my big brother, "Then I guess I had better go home" I said in a much quieter voice, "Yes you had little brother, but I want to hear from you right after the games "K? "Sure thing Bro, Bye for now" I said going out the door. I was walking home after tennis, thinking "could things get better than this", I had concentrated well at school and then won my tennis matches, even the coach said I done good; even admired my new tennis gear. I was so happy, I was just about to reach into my school bag for my cell phone when a car pulled up beside me. "Get in the car you little shit" I looked it was my dad and uncle, and they looked pissed. "I said get in now you shit, or I'll get out and your be sorry. I opened the door of the car and slid in the front passenger seat. All of a sudden a hand grabbed my hair and pulled my head back violently, "You were asked where you have been you fucking useless piece of shit" said mt uncle yanking hard on my hair, I screamed in pain, "I have been to a friends from school", I said. "Go to Cannon creek wood" my uncle said to my father, " well see what happens to shits that go away without asking". My father drove as my uncle kept a tight grip on my hair. I was scared, "Oh terry bro where are you" I thought, What was happening to me, my day had been so good. The car rolled to a stop in the woods, I could hear the river near by,"Get out you fucking little shit" growled my uncle. He let go of my hair and I got out of the car. I stood there shaking, "now you little whore boy your going to please your daddy and uncle" my uncle said in his deep cruel voice. "No uncle please don't" I begged, then I felt the fist hit my face and I fell to the ground, then a foot crashed into my ribs, I cried out with the pain. "Hey Bob, Look at all this new gear, bet the little shit been selling his pussy for money" my uncle said to my father, "No uncle, my friend loaned it to me" I tried to explain, He pulled me up by my pack, pulled it off and threw it away, then grabbed the front of my new tennis shirt and ripped it off, shredding it in the process. "OH yeah I bet, ! you fucking lying piece of shit, You know what's going to happen now don't you boy whore?" he snarled. With That he grabbed my shorts and ripped then down tearing them, then pulled off my red briefs. grabbing my arm and twisting it up my back slammed me into the car, I heard a crack and felt a searing pain in my arm. "Hey Bob, get those pants down, you can fuck the shits mouth as I fuck his boy cunt then we can swap and really fuck the Shit out of this whore boy of yours" my uncle said laughing. I looked back crying with the pain and saw my uncles big hard 7" cock pointing at me, then I saw my fathers hard 6'5" cock with it's big veins and swollen purple head coming at my face, then the searing pain, as I felt my uncle force his way into my tight young boy hole with no preparation, I opened my mouth to scream with the pain and my father rammed his thick cock right into my small mouth the head forcing it's way into my small mouth, I choked as he held it in there, and my uncle started to Pound in and out of my tight dry sore boy hole. "Yeah fuck the boy whore, fuck that slutty mouth hard Bob, fill it full of spunk," my uncle laughed. "You fuck that tight cunt Paul pound the little shit hard, get him ready for his daddy" he replied. I felt my uncles big hard cock plowing my sore boy hole as my father forced his cock in and out of my small mouth. then I felt them both stiffen and shoot into my mouth and hole at the same time. I sobbed as I tried to swallow my dads thick spunk, my whole body wracked with pain.they were both laughing and I heard my dad say " Hey Paul now you have the shits hot mouth while I fuck the shit out of his boy cunt". they swapped places and started all over again, My uncle pulled my hair, pulling me onto his 7" cock forcing it into my tight small throat, I gagged, but he held it in there laughing. I felt my father force his way into me and start to plow my already sore tight little hole, they fucked me taking turns at my mouth and my hole for what seemed like hours, then exhausted they stopped. they threw me on the ground, I lay there sobbing, covered in spunk and dirt. "Look at this piece of useless shit", my uncle sneered, "he looks so foul and dirty lets clean the shit up a bit". I looked up and saw them pointing their cocks at me, then I felt their hot smelly piss splashing over my body, covering me in the foul smelling liquid. " come on let's get out of here and get some drink, just leave this fucking Peace of stinking shit here" I heard my uncle say to my father, then I heard the car door close and they drove off. I lay there in the dirt sobbing, my body hurt so much, my arm had started to swell and throb and my ribs hurt every time I took a breath. they were right, I was a worthless piece of shit, they had just proved that, "what good was I to anyone"? I listened to the sound of the river, between my sobs, "I can't go on any more, I just can't take more of this, it's just not worth the effort" I though as I lay there covered in piss and spunk, from two people who must really hate me so so much, " who could ever love someone like me"? "It will be quick and peaceful" I though, " then, no more pain". "what was that noise?" a ringing sound, must be in my head, No it's a phone," I thought thru the pain, I crawled to my schoolbag and pulled out the phone Terry had given me, "yes" I sobbed. Terry Narrates.... I had been worried for some time, Jeff had promised to call me after the tennis match and let me know the results. As time went on I started to get this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, why I don't know, I just felt something was wrong. I grabbed my phone and pressed auto dial for his number, it rang and rang and rang for what seemed to be an eternity. Then this small voice sobbed, "Yes" "Jeff what's wrong? where are you? answer me Jeff it's Terry". A small voice sobbed at the other end, "I can't go on any more bro, goodbye Terry" 'Jeff!! Jeff!!. what's happened"? I almost screamed into the phone feeling sick way down in the pit of my stomach, "Where are you Jeff,? Tell me, please Jeff" "I can't take anymore Terry", this small lonely voice said at the other end of the phone "Please forgive me big bro, but goodbye. "Jeff,! Jeff! Please don't do it, please Jeff, I need you I screamed, I love you, I need you in my life, please don't leave me, don't let them win Jeff, don't let them have the satisfaction of beating you" Silence... "Jeff are you there?" silence... "Jeff please tell me where you are, please my special little brother, tell me". "cannon Creek wood, a faint small voice replied. "Don't move Little one, I will be there in 5 minuets, please just wait for me, stay on the phone,I am on my way to you, don't hang up Jeff, please don't hang up ". I rushed out the door and into my van and sped of in the direction of Cannon Creek wood, my eyes filled with tears, listening to my little brother sobbing on the phone, the sound of the river in the background. Terrified of what I would find. hold on Jeff, hold on little brother, I'm coming.... 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