Date: Sat, 26 Jan 2019 04:07:50 -0800 From: Joe L Subject: Mason in the Center - Chapter 21 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance by name or description to anyone dead or alive is totally coincidental. This is a love story between two brothers, both of whom are under the age of 18. If this offends you, if you are not of legal age or if this content is not legal in your area, please do not read this. If you have comments, please email me at bdslider1@gmail.com. If you enjoy my stories, please consider donating to nifty.org. Their hard work helps us all enjoy these stories. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mason in the Center Part 3 Chapter 21 August 2010 There's just a few days to go before school starts. Even though Tyler and I have gotten to fuck all summer in the showers at Clara's country club, I'm aching to get back into a bed with him. I want to take our time again... have Tyler's mouth push into mine and sink my head back into a pillow while he makes love to me so perfectly... mmmm. The best part is that I'm starting high school... and we'll be at the same school now. We'll ride the same bus home and we'll have SIXTY, not forty, SIXTY cum-squirting minutes, one perfect HOUR together... every weekday after school before Parker gets home. It doesn't even seem real. "It's done!" I call out to Mom. An old can of ant spray that she kept under the kitchen sink corroded and leaked, and it was my job to clean it up. She walks over, inspects the area and nods her approval. I mumble and walk out to the front porch, hoping Tyler is back from his run. As I step out onto the front porch, I see that it's starting to rain. I had just been outside a couple of hours ago, and it was completely sunny. I stare down the street, looking for Tyler, but as the seconds tick by, the rain gets harder and harder. It's a summer thunderstorm, and those can get super nasty around here. Tyler finally comes into view down the street and carefully jogs up to the porch, trying not to slip. He smiles as he sees me. "Hey," he pants, wringing out his t-shirt with both hands and then using the driest spot to wipe off his face. His skin looks even sexier soaked in rainwater. "Hi." I look him over, ending back at his face. His smile has widened, and he seems to have a knowing look in his eyes. "What?" I ask. "You were worried about me," he says quietly. "I just-" I break down in tears and crumble onto the wooden planks of the porch. I don't know where that came from. I was fine just seconds ago, even though I really was worried about him. I try to speak, but the sobs keep any words from escaping my mouth. I finally am able to look up at Tyler, who is laugh-crying and wiping away the tears streaking down his cheeks. "I don't know what I'd do if anything ever happened to you." "Nothing's going to happen to me," he sniffles. "You look like you need a hug." I nod and look around, but I know we shouldn't risk hugging on the front porch with so many people at home. "You wanna get wet?" he asks with the sexiest smile I've ever seen. "Yeah," I whisper. He leads me around the side of the house. The rain quickly soaks me, and I almost slip, as the ground slopes down by the corner of the house. Tyler grabs onto my arm and steadies me. He leans up against the house and pulls me to his chest. We hug warmly, and my tears start to flow again, this time from complete happiness. I feel so safe in his arms. The desire to kiss him finally makes me pull back, and I see he's been crying during our hug, too. I give him several short kisses on the lips, as he continues to hold me. "It's funny... it feels so good to cry with you," he says, wiping some more tears away. "Yeah, everything feels good when we're together," I nod. We continue to kiss each other over and over, and the tears are replaced by passion. "Could you do me favor?" Tyler asks with a smile. "Sure, anything." I sneak in a couple more kisses before he makes his request. "Kiss me till I cum," he says softly. "That shouldn't take long," I smile and move in, plunging my tongue into Tyler's mouth. We start off slowly, moaning into each other's mouths as we press our bodies into each other as far as possible. After a couple of minutes, Tyler and I begin to grind our dicks together, and that immediately causes a simultaneous orgasm. We pull back and look at each other, breathing heavily. "Damn, dude," he whispers, and we dive back into a deep kiss. "C'mon. She's going to notice we've been outside in the rain too long," I say, heading up to the corner of the house. I start to hike up the slope, but my feet slide right back down. I can't get any traction. "Lemme try," Tyler starts edging up the slope, and his strong calves bulge as he uses them to struggle up the hill. "It's not too bad." He holds out both hands to me, and I grab them. As he applies the slightest pressure to pull me towards him, he slips quickly and wipes me out. We both slide back down to the bottom, and I end up lying right on top of him. I glance around, and we're still alone in the hard rain. He's so sexy and way too tempting right now, and we're both completely muddy. It doesn't matter anymore. I kiss him again with everything I have, grinding against him. I don't even care if anyone sees us at this point; it just feels way too good. After a few minutes, we both have another intense orgasm. I feel too exhausted to even stand, much less somehow get back up the slope. After catching our breath, we both crawl slowly up towards the front porch, getting even more dirty and giggling. We finally stand up and the rain washes away some of our dirt, but we're still pretty filthy. Seeing no one around, I give Tyler one more kiss before we head inside. We slip inside the front door and quietly take off our muddy shoes and socks, but Mom appears. "What are you DOING?" she shouts. "What?" I ask. Tyler ignores her and continues to try to peel off a muddy sock. "Why would you bring those filthy clothes INSIDE?" "Because it's cold and wet out there, and it's warm and dry in here!" I shake my head. "How did you both get so DIRTY? Were you rolling around in the mud like PIGS?" She grabs me by the arm and turns me around, inspecting my muddy clothes. My face turns red, and I try to keep from looking at her. I guess we really were rolling around in the mud. "We were racing," Tyler pipes up. "I slipped and fell, and he laughed at me, so I tackled him." "Is that what really happened?" She turns back to me. "I knew he was gonna do it." I shrug my shoulders. "But, I couldn't help from laughing. He was so cocky that he was gonna beat me, and then he just slid for like... ten feet and got a bunch of mud in his mouth and up his nose. It was CLASSIC!" "Oh it was?" She crosses her arms with an evil grin. "What's the big deal?" I ask, waving my arms around. "Tyler can take a shower in our bathroom and I'll take a shower in yours. Then we'll change clothes and I'll do some laundry. POOF! Problem SOLVED!" "Not so fast." She stops me as I try to walk around her. "You and Tyler have to take a shower... TOGETHER!" A chill runs up my spine, and I look down at the ground in complete shock. "You can't be serious," Tyler says in a convincing, furious tone. "It's perfect!" she laughs. "Maybe THEN you won't try to come in this house all muddy and wet again!" "Mom, you can't do this," I say. I look at her, not afraid to show her my blushing cheeks. I'm pretty sure that any kid would react the same way if he was told to shower with his brother. "Get in there now, unless you want me to think up some more creative punishments." She points down the hall. "What if someone finds out about this?" I shout. "What if Carson finds out, or what if Parker tells someone at school? We'll get beat up every day!" "No one's going to find out." She rolls her eyes. Tyler heads for the bathroom, so I follow him. I can't believe our luck. We were just together, but I'm already craving him again. Bonus Tyler time is the best! We close the bathroom door behind us and celebrate wildly, but silently. We jump up and down and then share a deep, sloppy kiss. Tyler pulls himself away and turns on the shower. We quickly strip the rest of the way, and he holds out his hand for me to join him. "You sure you're up for this?" I whisper. "You just came twice!" "I'm always up for this!" He smiles and then kisses me. He hoists me up in our normal shower fucking position and quickly plunges into me. After a couple of thrusts, he stops, pulls back and rests his forehead against the tile. "Quit fucking LOOKING at me!" he shouts above the streaming water. He looks back into my eyes with a big smile. "I wasn't LOOKING at you. I was LOOKING for the fucking SOAP!" I yell as loudly as I can. We continue our kiss for another minute while Tyler's dick slides slowly in and out of me. "You TOUCHED me! You fucking TOUCHED me!" he shouts, and I get the giggles. I bite my lip as hard as I can to try to get back in character. "I didn't fucking touch you! Just hurry up and get clean so we can get out!" "You touched me on my ARM! Right THERE!" He giggles, too. "If you touch me one more time, I'll fucking beat you DOWN!" With that, we go all out. Tyler begins pounding into me, and I can tell how great I'm making him feel from his moans. I cum from his pleasure, which seems to happen a lot these days. He unloads inside of me and we quickly finish up one of our deepest kisses ever. We finally get clean and I turn off the water. I towel off quickly, wrapping it around my waist and grab a second one and start drying my hair. I head for the bedroom in case Mom is in there waiting for us, but Tyler grabs my hand and pulls me into an embrace. "Let's keep the fight going," he whispers, "and she might make us shower together again." He twitches his eyebrows. I nod with a smile and head into the bedroom. Predictably, Mom is waiting for me. She has a satisfied smirk on her face, so it looks like our performance landed. "Why do you have to use TWO towels?" she shrieks. "You're not a GIRL!" "Yes, he is!" Tyler shouts from the bathroom. "SHUT UP!" I answer over my shoulder. "The towel I use to dry off is always too wet to dry my hair," I answer calmly. "Towels and laundry soap cost MONEY! Who do you think pays for that?" she continues, but I ignore her and continue to towel off my hair. Tyler emerges from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. His face is red from the hot water, and he looks genuinely furious. Still, I could go for a fourth round with him right now. "You and YOU!" he points to both of us. "No one is EVER going to mention this AGAIN!" he fumes. "You think I want to reminisce about this?" I laugh. "Oh, I think this was a GREAT idea," Mom smiles victoriously. "Our water bill has atrocious lately! We all have to start making sacrifices with the new baby coming, and this is a great first step. You boys are going to start showering together... EVERY DAY!" I freeze. I can't look at Tyler because I might bust up laughing. "You're not fucking serious," I say, staring her down. "Yes, that's perfect. You and Tyler will take a shower before school together... no more than five minutes. Since Parker can't shower like a big boy, he can take a bath with Jackson every evening, and I'll even start showering with your dad to show you I can be a team player, too!" "That's not sanitary!" I plead. "Oh, it's just family filth. It's not going to hurt you," she answers. "Mom, you CAN'T do this!" Tyler groans. "He was like... LOOKIN' at me and TOUCHIN' me in there!" "Don't flatter yourself!" I scoff. "I can't see anything from the steam, and you set down the soap and shampoo where I can't get to them. It's like you WANTED me to look and touch!" Tyler takes a step towards me as if to throw a punch, but Mom steps in between us. "No one's looking or touching on purpose." She rolls her eyes. "I know you boys are mature enough to handle this." "What if we refuse?" I ask. "Then, you lose internet, the shower door... and the shower head. Checkmate," she smiles. "We can wear our swimsuits." I turn to Tyler. "Just set stuff down where I can see it and we'll be fine." "Don't TOUCH me!" he snaps. "I'll try to hold myself back," I say, sarcastically. "Then, it's settled," she says, turning and leaving the room. "You need to take some parenting classes," I mutter, loud enough for her to hear. "I need to TEACH some parenting classes," she calls from the hall. I head over and close the bedroom door quietly and then rush into Tyler's waiting arms for a triumphant kiss. It's only five extra minutes together in the morning before school, but if feels like EVERYTHING. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you'd like pictures (G-rated, of course!) of what I think Mason and Tyler look like, send me an email. I will be posting one chapter of this story every week, and I will be alternating with a repost of an older story in the Gay-High School section called "Backdoor Slider". It is a love story between best friends that are baseball players. Also, check out my story, "We Have the Summer" in the Gay-Incest section, which was just completed! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~