Date: Sun, 16 Dec 2007 01:03:35 +0000
From: Johnny Manipulator <johnnymanipulator@gmx.com>
Subject: Idiot Brother part 2

Andy had so far managed not to disgrace himself, and he'd been at his
brother's for hours now. It was some kind of record. They were preparing to
head out for a meal. His gay brother Tim and his wiry, wily boyfriend Pedro
were selecting stylish clothes together in their room, and probably
canoodling, though Andy didn't want to think about that too much. As a shy
straight man he found the idea of sex between anyone he knew slightly
embarrassing. Knowing that his almost identical brother took it up the bum
from his boyfriend made him blush to even think about it.

They'd leant him some clippers so he could shave. He stood at the bathroom
mirror, naked, carefully shaving his auburn stubble from his handsome
square jaw. He was determined not to show himself up in front of his
brother again. He glanced down and saw his big fat hardon bumping against
the sink. Why on earth he always spent the weekend at his brother's with a
stiffy was beyond him. In itself it was embarrassing, even more so if they
noticed or commented on it. His brother never really did, but Pedro was
always there to exploit his humiliation. There was a knock at the bathroom
door.

	'Hurry up Andy!' called his brother. Andy turned sharply towards
the noise and in doing so he smacked his hardon really hard against the
sink, making him yelp in pain. As he jumped back and felt his cock throb in
pain the clippers slipped from his hands. As if in slow motion he watched
in horror as they ran down his chest like a runaway lawnmower, buzzing a
wide, smooth train through his auburn chest hair, right down over his tummy
and through his pubic hair, before banging on his hard cock, falling
sideways, trimming a smooth diagonal band of hair from his hairy thigh and
then falling onto the floor where it buzzed angrily like a wasp.

	'Holy shit!' said Andy, looking at the damage. His big manly body
was covered in sexy red hair, and now it had a thick 'go-faster' stripe
right down the middle, like a road from his chest to his cock, and then an
odd patch of pale smooth skin on his thigh where the clippers had
bounced. He looked ridiculous.

	'Are you alright?' his brother called through the door.

	'Er...' said Andy, not sure how he was. His brother barged into the
room, a worried expression on his face.

	'Andy...' he said, and then stopped in his tracks. His big,
beautiful straight brother was standing there naked, a fat stripe of white
smooth flesh running down his body. 'What the fuck?!' Tim said, and started
laughing.

	'I dropped the clippers,' said Andy, sheepishly.

	'Well, duh,' said Tim. 'Pedro!' he called.

	'No, no, Tim, no...' said Andy nervously. Things always went wrong
when Pedro got involved. 'It's fine, please, leave me...'

But Pedro was already at the door, peering around Tim's broad shoulder, his
dark eyes ogling him slowly up and down so blatantly it felt like a hand
crawling over his body. Pedro laughed loudly.

'What the fuck?' he said. 'What have you done to your body hair, Andy?'
Andy was too embarrassed to answer. Why was his big dick throbbing so much
too? That just made it worse. Damn Pedro's smoothies. They always got his
cock hard. Still, they were really tasty and good for him, so he happily
guzzled them down. But when he was caught with his trousers down it always
showed him up.

'My idiot brother dropped the clippers,' said Tim.

'I can see that. But he can't stay like that, he looks ridiculous.'

'I guess you're right,' said Tim.

'He needs to even it up,' said Pedro. For a moment Andy thought he meant he
needed another stripe to balance. 'We should take it all off of him. Just
to help out.'

'What? Er, no...' said Andy.

'You can't go round looking like that. And really, it would be no
trouble. I shave Tim's body completely smooth every week.'

'Really, I'm fine,' said Andy feebly. But Pedro was in the room circling
his big naked body and there was no escape. He was a guest after all.

'It's the least we could do, Andy,' said Pedro. 'Don't worry. It's no
problem. Tim, the clippers please.' Tim picked them up off of the floor and
handed them to his boyfriend. His straight brother looked on with a worried
expression.

'Couldn't I just let it all grow back?' asked Andy.

'Don't be dumb,' said Pedro. 'You'll look a mess and will be too
embarrassed to undress in front of everyone like this.'

'But I don't undress in front of everyone,' said Andy. 'I'm not a
stripper.'

'Shh, now,' said Pedro. He turned on the clippers again. Andy's eyes were
wide as Pedro advanced towards his big, hairy naked body. He backed away
until he bumped into Tim who was stood behind him. He gently held his
brother's waist as his boyfriend approached. Andy looked nervously over his
shoulder, making eye contact with his brother, willing him to call off
Pedro. Tim winked cheerfully back at him, giving his waist a friendly
squeeze. Andy turned back and Pedro was right before him, clippers buzzing
in hand. 'Here goes!' said Pedro. Andy looked down and Pedro guided the
clippers to his hairy, muscular chest. He began to clip. Clumps of hair
fell from his chest as Pedro expertly teased the clippers around his
defined chest muscles. He whimpered as the buzzing gadget nuzzled his
protruding nipples, thinking how odd it was that his nipples always felt
bigger and more sensitive when he stayed over at his brother's.

Then with his pecs smooth and shorn the clippers made their way over his
flat belly, and his treasure trail was removed. Andy was very tense, and
Tim was gently rubbing his waist to soothe him, and whispering 'it's
alright, it's okay' into his ears. The clippers reached his pubic
bush. Andy whimpered a little as the clippers removed all of the hair
around his big hardon, and fidgeted as his brother eased his thighs apart
and allowed Pedro access to clip the hair from his balls. Then his legs
were shaven, and he was turned around and Pedro teased the clippers up his
muscular thighs and arse, even denuding the hair from between his
cheeks. His poor little hole vibrated as the clippers nuzzled in between
his cheeks and shaved him. Then his back was shaved, and Tim held his
muscular arms up so that Pedro could remove his armpit hair.

When Andy turned back around he was shaved smooth all over his big,
muscular body.

	'There, that's better!' said Pedro. 'No-one's going to laugh about
you now. You're covered in shavings though, hop in the shower.' Andy was
getting more malleable by the second, so he did as he was told, stepping
into the shower, big hardon waggling. Pedro switched on the water and Andy
let it wash all of the hair away. 'I'm not sure it's got it all, Tim could
you pop in and wash him clean for me?'

Tim stripped naked and jumped into the small cubicle. The two big brothers
were squeezed in, the gay one's hands all over the straight one's body,
washing him clean. Andy felt so helpless as his brother's hands slipped
over his hardon, his pecs, his thighs, his arse. He wanted to get away but
there was nowhere to go, so he ended up with his face pushed against the
door, his brother behind him touching him all over. Through the steamy door
he could see Pedro standing there watching him, a smirk on his
face. Pedro's eyes seemed fixed on Andy's waist, and he suddenly realised
his big hard cock was pressed against the glass. He tried to loose it, but
his brother was too close behind and all his struggling did was to make it
stiffer as it wriggled against the door. Oh well, he thought, they were
just trying to help him. So he submitted to it, and let himself be washed.

Once out of the shower and vigorously towelled down by Pedro, Andy stood
sheepishly before them, naked, hard and smooth.

	'This will itch unless we do something about it,' said Pedro. Andy
looked down at his big body. He didn't want it to be itchy.

	'What do you suggest?' he asked.

	'Tim, go get the oil,' said Pedro. 'We'll make sure you'll be
okay.'

	'Cool, I don't want to be itchy,' said Andy. 'I hate that. Anything
you can do to help is fine by me.'

	'Great,' said Pedro. 'We have just the thing. We'll make sure you
don't itch anywhere.'

	'Oh man, that's great,' said Andy. He wanted to hide his hardon
behind his hands but every time he touched it it felt too good, so he
thought it best to just try to forget it was there. Pedro looked at it and
smiled.

	'Your brother would love to be as big as you,' he said. Andy wasn't
sure how to respond to this. At that moment Tim, naked and smiling, bounced
into the room with a large bottle of baby oil. Andy noticed that Tim's body
was almost as big as his own, and his dick didn't look much smaller,
either, but if Pedro insisted he was substantially bigger then who was he
to argue?

	'Excellent!' said Pedro. 'We'll work it in for you,' he said, as
Tim squirted some onto Andy's smooth body. Andy flinched as the cold oil
oozed down his body, and then two pairs of hands began smoothing it in. Tim
stood behind Andy and Pedro in front. They started at his shoulders. In no
time Pedro had begun to oil up his nipples. His tits they called them. Andy
couldn't understand why they were so much bigger and more sensitive. He'd
just woken up with them like that. Pedro kept circling them, it was
hypnotic. Never touching them, just circling, circling. Andy stifled a
moan. God, it felt good. And his brother was slicking up his smooth back,
it was rather overwhelming having both of them at work on his naked body
like this. Still Pedro kept circling his tits, and Andy was losing focus,
just concentrating on those fingers on his tits, so near, so near. He and
Pedro made eye contact. Pedro had the smallest smirk on his lips as he
circled Andy's nipples, deliberately crawling his fingertips around the
juicy nubs and never touching them. Andy wanted to ask him to touch them,
to massage them, but he couldn't put it into words. Pedro just kept
teasing, teasing. Andy couldn't help it, he stared into Pedro's eyes and
moaned.

	'Yeah, let it out,' mouthed Pedro. 'Let it out for me.'

He was suddenly being laid on his back on the bathroom mat, his brother at
his head reaching down to circle those tits, Pedro between his legs, oily
hands on his tummy, around his cock. Andy moaned again, looking up at his
brother's fat cock swaying above his face. And then his legs were being
lifted and spread either side of his head, long strokes with oily hands
making the meaty thighs shiny and slippery. Pedro worked his knees under
Andy's back, and before he'd worked out what was happening he was almost on
his head, body curled over above him. A cold squirt of oil pooled in his
upturned arse cleft. Pedro's fingers tickled the sensitive skin between
Andy's cheeks.

	'This bit can get especially itchy,' explained Pedro.

	'Okay,' said Andy, looking up into Pedro's eyes. 'You should oil it
up then.'

Pedro dipped his finger into Andy's arse cleft and prodded the little
fleshy hole. Oil oozed into the dip he created. He did it again, very
lightly. Then traced an oily finger round the smooth hole, much as he had
round Andy's tits. Andy gasped. His hole felt so exposed like this,
upturned and tickled by Pedro's oily fingers. Pedro probed again and more
oil trickled into the tight little sphincter.

Just at that moment a phone rang.

	'I'll get it,' said Tim, who stood up, leaving Pedro spreading
Andy's big thighs and teasing his tiny hole. Pedro was flicking his finger
lightly over the fleshy lips. Andy couldn't help it, he wriggled his big
butt and the hole gripped the tip of Pedro's finger. Tim returned talking
into a mobile phone. Andy suddenly realised it was his.

	'...Yeah, he's here, no worries mate!' said Tim. 'Andy, it's
Banksy.' Before Andy could protest Tim had given him the phone.

	'Hey! Alright mate?' Andy laughed into the phone. 'Yeah, I'm at my
brother's. Yeah, for the weekend...' He was finding concentration difficult
because Pedro was wriggling his fingertip in his butt. 'Yeah, you've caught
me out mate. Yeah, well, I've had a bit of bad luck. Had an argument with a
pair of clippers...' Pedro eased an inch of wriggling finger inside his
bum. Tim returned to the room with his digital camera. It was all going out
of Andy's control. 'You'll never guess, I dropped them when I was using
them - shaved half my body hair off...' He laughed, then moaned and
wriggled his bum as Pedro twisted his finger in his butt, then pulled it
out. He'd closed his eyes while he'd been talking, but opened them when he
suddenly felt something against his lips. He was relieved to see it was
just his own big hard cock, hanging down from his upturned groin and
rubbing against his lips as he chatted on the phone. Pedro slipped an inch
of finger back in his hole. His cock twitched against his lips and precum
spurted into his mouth. The camera flash went.

	'Oh yeah, mate, but my brother and his boyfriend have been great,
they've sorted me out. Evened it up by shaving the rest off.' Pedro eased
another inch inside him. That wriggling finger was irresistible, it just
went in and Andy couldn't do a thing to stop it. More precum oozed over his
face. 'Yeah, nothing's too much trouble... Yeah, sorry, I'm a bit tied up
here... they're putting this stuff on me, stops you itching after shaving.'
Pedro twisted that finger deep in his bum. Andy moaned and the flash went
again as his cock bounced against his lips. Tim left the room and Andy
tried to regain his composure. 'Yeah, it's pretty intensive... Mmm... But
they know what they're doing, mate.' Pedro began to tease a second finger
round Andy's tight little hole, with the effect that Andy's big cockhead
slipped for a second into Andy's open mouth as he was speaking so that he
just spoke incoherently into the phone. 'Sorry mate, I'm just having
trouble focussing here...'

Pedro began the slow process of penetrating Andy's tight straight hole with
a second finger. Andy's cock was now slipping into his mouth almost every
time he opened it to speak, but although he tried to finish the
conversation Banksy just kept him talking. It was frustrating for Andy, but
he tried to keep it all together. I can do this, he thought to himself.

	'What's that mate, you just got an email from my brother? ... I
didn't know you guys knew each other... Yeah? Jpegs of what... Me? Oh. On
my back, yeah, legs in the air. Yeah, that's right. ... what's he doing
with my arse? He's oiling me up, yeah... You're emailing it to the team?
You sure that's a goo - ' but his voice was cut off by his cock stuffing
his mouth. Pedro eased the second finger all the way into Andy's tight hole
and left them there while he lightly tickled his balls. Andy wriggled and
his cock just slid further into his mouth, and the fingers inched deeper in
his bum. It was intensely frustrating as Banksy took his silence as
approval.

	'What's what noise?' asked Andy when his penis had popped free from
his open mouth. 'What tapping?' And then he realised that Banksy was
referring to the sound his now freed cock was making as it bashed against
the phone. 'Oh, it's nothing... okay, yeah, it is my cock, Banksy...' Pedro
twisted his fingers in Andy's arse. He moaned. Precum oozed on his
face. The flash went again. Tim was back. It's okay, I can do this, thought
Andy. He could explain this to his team-mates. It was just a post-shave
oiling of his arse by his brother's gay boyfriend. Simple. 'Yeah, they're
really helpful, mate. I'm lucky, yeah... What, you reckon you and the guys
want to give it a go? I dunno if I need oiling up again...' Pedro nodded to
Andy. 'Okay, yeah, that would be good, Banksy, ta...' And then the fingers
twisted in his arse again and his cock found his mouth and stuffed it. He
was panting and sweating by now, and all Banksy could hear was him moaning
and gasping, and a noisy slurping as he tried to cope with all the precum,
but the more he tried to take it all the more he produced. Even though he
could no longer speak back to him, Banksy would not hang up, and kept
asking him questions while all he got was hungry slurping and sucking
noises in response.

Pedro began to pump with his fingers. Andy's hips were rotating, and his
cock would have slipped free from his mouth had he not been sucking quite
so intently on it. With a shock Andy realised what was about to happen and
tried to stop it - thinking about boring lessons at school - but the surge
was building deep from within where his bum was being opened and pumped,
and his cock was growing even more. He was beyond turning off the phone, so
Banksy was left hanging listening to the moaning and slurping. And Andy
looked up at Pedro, who was reaching out with his free hand, reaching out
to his tits, and just before he made contact with the fat left nipple he
mouthed 'let it go' to Andy. The touch was electric, exactly what he'd
needed, and combined with the eager fingers in his little hole it blew his
mind. Banksy heard the stifled yell, and Tim caught the ejaculation in a
series of photos, which ended with spunk splattered all over his straight
brother's shocked face. Banksy enjoyed them when he received the email, as
did their rugby team-mates who agreed to help Andy remain itch-free in
future.

As Andy showered afterwards he had to admit he'd let himself down at his
brother's again.



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