Date: Fri, 12 Jun 2009 04:48:35 -0700 (PDT) From: Jon D Subject: Robby Joins the Crew - 6 Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between my characters and real people, places, or events is merely a coincidence. This story contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between teenage boys. If you are not 18 years old or if it is illegal where you live to read material of this kind, please stop here. If this story might offend you go to another site. Everyone have fun and enjoy. You are invited to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Robby Joins the Crew -- 6 I vaguely recall feeling the bed move as the sun slowly rose and light filled Robby's room. I opened my eyes when the bed jiggled for a second time and saw Robby climbing back in next to me. "Didn't expect you to be here," Robby said with a yawn, snuggling close to me. "Long story," I yawned back. Robby was on his side, facing away from me, and I rolled to my side behind him, put my arm around him, and spooned in tightly. I tucked my head behind his ear. "You smell good," I whispered as I nuzzled his neck a bit and gave his ear a flick with my tongue. "That tickles," Robby giggled. With my arm over him, my hand rested comfortably on his tummy. I made a couple of small circles with my finger tips, and then laid my hand flat against his belly button. He was warm and cuddly. "This is nice," Robby whispered, pushing back against me. I slid forward, so we touched each other in as many places as we could. My cock twitched and I felt myself getting hard. I moved my hips to make a little more room for my growing problem. "You're getting a boner!" Robby giggled, wiggling his butt against my crotch. "Yeah, morning wood." I chuckled. We snuggled for a while enjoying the feeling of being close. "Damn, I need to pee," I said with a sigh, not wanting to leave my brother or the warm bed. Reluctantly, I got up and headed to the bathroom. "Don't wet the floor," Robby said with a grin as he stared at my dick. It was standing straight up. "Good advice," I thought and smiled. Just as I got to the door, Robby whispered. "Oh, one more thing, how about putting some lube on that fucker before you come back?" he blushed. "What?" I chuckled. "I'm always horny in the morning!" Robby said with a giggle. "Besides, you look like you could use a piece of ass." I laughed and closed the door. Robby was right to caution me about peeing on the floor. With my cock hard, I couldn't bend it down far enough to get a good shot at the bowl, so I just stood in the shower and pissed against the tile wall. Since I was there, I turned the hot water on and gave myself a quick rinse, before toweling dry. I looked at my lean, tight body in the mirror and my eyes were instantly drawn to my dick. It had gone down a little after peeing, but thinking about crawling back into that warm bed with Robby made it shoot up again. I was now just as hard as before. I opened the drawer of the vanity and reached for the lube. Mom had used it when we were little when she took our temperature. We were always face down, and butt up. Then there were those other times when my brother and I would both get enemas in the belief that boys needed a "cleaning out" from time to time. I recall watching Robby get his, and, when it was my turn, he watched me. I remembered the feeling of the warm water as it slowly went up my rear end. I usually got hard. Grabbing the tube, I closed the drawer, popped the top, and carefully greased my pole. Robby smiled when he saw me head back to bed with my dick shiny with lube. I crawled in next to him and he turned back on his side away from me. I gently ran my fingers up and down his back and tenderly kissed his neck. "You sure you want this?" I whispered. Robby grinned, "Yeah, put some cock in my ass," he giggled. I ran my hand down his back to where the top of his briefs rested at the start of his crack. I slipped my fingers under his waistband, into his underpants, and softly reached for his butt. I cupped my brother's ass for a moment, enjoying the softness of his cheeks, then slipped a finger in his crack and wiggled it around. Robby whispered, "That feels nice." He pushed his rear end back onto my hand. I cupped a cheek again, and squeezed. I tickled his pucker with my finger tip as he moaned. Then, I pushed his tighty whities down a little on one side, and then on the other, until I had managed to get them over the soft mound of his ass, and part way down his legs. I put a little lube on the end of my finger, pried his cheeks apart and smoothed some over his hole. Then, I tucked the head of my dick between his buns, held it firmly against his anus, and pushed forward. "Oh," Robby moaned softly, moving his ass so my cock was at the right angle. I gently added pressure, and Robby's butt hole opened to take me in. I pulled back and eased forward several times, going a little deeper with each thrust. Slowly I gained entrance, and made my way up his ass. Once I was part way in, we stopped, so Robby could get used to the feel of me. "God, it feels like I have to take a major dump," Robby groaned as I held myself firmly in his ass. "Want me to take it out?" I said, twisting a lock of hair on the back of his head. "No," he moaned, "It's just that you're kind of big." I eased forward, and, when I saw Robby wince, I pulled back out. I reached for the lube and added more to my dick, and then slid a finger tip full into his hole. "Maybe that'll help," I whispered as I pushed the head of my cock back into his butt. The extra lube did the trick, and I finally managed to get all the way into my brother's ass. I felt Robby's ring clamp down tight around the base of my shaft, holding me deep within him. "Oh," Robby grunted. "That's it, that feels really good!" I started a thrusting motion, pushing and pulling my dick in and out of his ass. It was slow, deliberate, and in its own way, loving. "I don't know why I didn't do this years ago," I whispered, shoving my cock one way and then another, as I tried to fuck Robby's butt hole from several angles. "Because you straight guys say you don't like boy ass," Robby grunted as I shoved my cock into him so hard my balls slapped against his butt. "Well I like it now," I chuckled and dicked Robby a little harder. "God you've got a tight ass, I moaned. "It was made for fucking!" Lying on our sides was nice, but I really wanted to pound Robby's hole! I pulled my dick out, rolled Robby onto his stomach and crawled onto his back. Using my feet, I squeezed his legs together, so his ass was clenched tight. Then I aimed my cock at the middle of his crack, and settled down on his back. My dick parted the tightly squeezed globes of his ass, found his hole, and I felt myself sink deep into his rear end. "Really gonna fuck ya now," I grunted, grabbing Robby's shoulders for support and pulling myself deeper into his butt. "Oh yeah," Robby moaned as I shoved into him again. I pounded Robby's ass for ten minutes, the grunts, groans, and whimpers growing more intense minute by minute. "Oh God, Jake, fuck my ass," Robby softly pleaded as I slammed in and out as fast as I could. My cock felt as if it belonged up my brother's butt, like it was meant to be there. "Shit," I groaned as Robby's ass ring sucked on my dick. "Gotta cum." I felt the need build. "I gotta cum." I repeated, pounding away. I twisted my cock every way that I could, deeply drilling into my brother's rear end with every stroke. Robby whimpered like a child, "Stick it up my ass!" he pleaded, "Stick it up my ass!" Finally it was time. "Almost there!" I grunted, reaming my brother's hole as hard as I could. I stuffed my dick in there again and again, pounding his ass. "Oh fuck!" I groaned as I felt the tingle start. "Ugh." Robby raised his ass off the bed and impaled himself on my shaft. "Cum in my ass!" he begged, "Gimme your cum!" "Aah, aah," I groaned as my balls pulled up tight in my sac. My dick twitched, and three long jets of cream squirted deep into Robby's guts. "Oh God, Oh God" I whimpered, as my dick erupted, flooding my brother's butt. Robby humped back at me, and ground his ass on my pole as I finished filling his rear end with juice. "Oh, Jake" he whispered breathlessly as he slowly wiggled on the end of my cock. "So good, so fucking good!" I fucked my dick into Robby's ass a couple of more times, desperately needing to shove my cum deeper. He grunted each time and pushed his ass back onto my cock. I finally held myself as far up there as I could, and then stopped. We remained like that for a moment, and then exhausted, I collapsed on Robby's back, gulping for air. "Ooooh," I finally managed to whisper in his ear, "that was the best ever!" We stayed like that for a time, my dick still up Robby's butt, until finally I couldn't keep it hard any longer, and it slipped out. I rolled off his back and we turned to one another. We stared into each other's eyes, and kissed. It was a tender and loving moment. Eventually, Robby pushed me onto my back. He gently crawled onto my chest and I hugged him as we slowly recovered. "Did you cum?" I whispered, feeling Robby's cock hard against my stomach. "No," he said softly. He looked at me, almost as if asking permission, and then put one leg on either side of my waist, then slowly started working his way forward, staring at me every inch of the way. Robby's cock was so hard, it throbbed. As he inched closer, it was clear that my mouth was its target. Robby reached for the headboard of his bed as his cock came within inches of my mouth. I looked up at Robby as he stared down. He wasn't sure what I would do. With a small grin, I slowly opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. Robby smiled softly as he gently eased his cock between my lips. "Ready to suck some dick?" He giggled as he slid his penis past my lips, and on into my mouth. I licked Robby's cock head and sucked on his shaft. There was just a slightly salty and musky taste. I decided I liked it. Robby slowly fucked my face for a few minutes, gentle, sweet, never forcing himself on me. I cupped his ass in both hands as he used my mouth for his pleasure. I liked the fact that I was making him feel good. But, after a time, my jaw started to ache, and I knew I had to end this. I held Robby's butt as he bent his knees again and again and thrust into my mouth. I pulled his cheeks apart and aimed my middle finger at his pucker. Robby groaned as he felt me play back there, and grunted when I found his hole and pushed my finger as far up his ass as I could reach. He thrust into my mouth faster as I finger fucked him. I could tell he loved the feel of my finger in there, the look on his face said it all. Soon, he was where he wanted to be. "I'm gonna cum," Robby grunted, tossing his head back, closing his eyes, and thrusting deeply. I felt several warm spurts, and then tasted his spunk as he emptied his balls down my throat. "Swallow it!" He groaned, slamming his ass back onto my finger while trying desperately to keep his dick deep in my mouth. I twisted my hand, Robby moaned, and I managed to force a final squirt of boy juice from his dick. I sucked on my brother's cock until I was sure he was drained. Then he slowly pulled out of my mouth. He was still straddling my chest, my finger still up his rear end, when he finally spoke. "Jesus." I gave my finger one last twist and then slowly pulled it out of Robby's ass. "Did you have a good time?" I grinned. Robby looked down at me. "Yeah, really good!" He grinned and then laughed. "I never really liked sucking cocks," I said, thinking about my time as a recruit. "But this time it was kind of fun. Maybe sucking you off once in a while wouldn't be too bad." Robby smiled, no doubt happy to hear that I might give him a blow job if he needed one. "You can count on it!" he laughed. * * * * As Max drove us to the mall, Robby held my hand and smiled at me almost non-stop. "This still doesn't make us boyfriends," I whispered. "No, but we're getting there!" Robby giggled. I rolled my eyes, "do all you gay guys think that sex and love are the same thing?" I teased. "No more than you straight guys!" Robby smiled. We spent the rest of that Saturday shopping, eating at the food court, and then shopping some more. Robby modeled some clothes, showing them to me before he bought them to make sure I approved. The longer the day went on, the more I enjoyed myself. Max picked us up and started in the direction of home. "Max?" I said. "Yes?" "Would you stop by Mercy General, please?" "Are you feeling alright? Anything wrong?" Max asked quickly. "No, I'm fine. Robby and I have a friend there," I said softly. Max nodded, and turned the corner to head in the direction of the hospital. "What do you mean?" Robby asked with a puzzled look. "Ian Grey," I said quietly. "It's that long story I mentioned this morning." "I don't get it." "Ian tried to hurt himself last night. He called me and well, he's in the hospital." Robby stared at me. "Hurt himself?" "He tried to commit suicide." Robby's face went white. "Oh my God," he whispered and stared out the window. When we got to Ian's room, he was sitting in a chair, playing a video game. I noticed a woman sitting nearby, but didn't recognize her. "Hey, Ian," I said with a laugh as we entered. Ian grinned. "Hey, glad to see you!" he said, motioning us to pull up some chairs. "Oh, this is Marguita, our housekeeper." "Nice to meet you, ma'am," Robby said, offering his hand. She smiled politely and shook it. I wondered where his folks were. I didn't have to wait long to find out. "Dad's in Paris, and Mom's in California," Ian said softly, sadness in his voice, "they said they'll see me in a few days." "The fuckers!" I thought to myself, "Ian's just a throw away kid to them. They can't even come home when he needs them." "Well, I wanted to see how you were doing today. You really looked like crap last night." I chuckled. "Yeah, thanks, Jacob. I mean that, you saved my life." I nodded, not quite able to find the right words. Robby apparently saw how uncomfortable we both were and decided to change the subject. "You're almost in, man," he whispered, looking straight at Ian. "Once you're a member, it's all good!" He giggled. "Yeah, that's what I've been told," Ian laughed. The moment had passed. We visited for another half hour, and then it was time to leave. As I held out my hand to Ian, he wrapped his fingers around my hand and pulled me closer. "Thanks, Jake," he whispered, tears in his eyes. I nodded, as tears filled mine as well. * * * * Max drove us home to change and get ready for dinner. All through the journey Robby held tight to my hand. I glanced over at him once or twice. "You're awesome." I raised an eyebrow. "For what you did for Ian." He blinked away tears. I gave him a gentle smile, tightened my fingers in his, and we held on to each other like never before. * * * * Dad liked dining at the Country Club on Saturdays when his schedule allowed. Dinner went well, with just a few words spoken about Ian. It had been a great day with Robby, and I wanted to keep things on a happy note. Both Dad and Mom remarked how relaxed we both seemed, not nearly as antsy as usual. "Jake helped me to get rid of some excess energy," Robby said with a mischievous smile by way of explanation. I felt as if he had been staring at me all through the meal. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. Dad gave us both a curious look. I tried to be as casual as possible. "I can imagine," Dad said softly, twisting the gold ring with the black onyx stone that he wore on his little finger. Then, he smiled. * * * * On Monday, the stories about Ian were flying around school, and Chip and I made it our duty to make sure the Crew had it right. "He's a good kid," I reminded the members, "we've all had rough spots we needed to get over. Talk to your friends, spread the word, when Ian comes back to school, we want this place behind him one hundred percent." As I looked around the room, heads nodded in agreement. The guys were great! They all understood, and they went right to work getting the message out. Between text messages, quick phone calls, and word of mouth, things went fast. By late morning, we had our school squared away and ready to stand up for one of our own. As lunch rolled around, I looked at the table where the other recruits often gathered. The four remaining guys were hunkered down. "Sup?" I said softly, sitting down with my tray. The guys on either side quickly made room for me. "Doing fine, Sir," Aiden said with a glance around the table as if gauging everyone's mood. "Well, I doubt that!" I said firmly. "Well, maybe we're not in the mood to spank the monkey," Mark Danielson giggled, "but really, we're ok." The other guys at the table tried to hold back laughs, but finally broke out in giggles. "Speak for yourself, Danielson," Tommy grinned, "I could be up for a good jerk off." At that, the whole crowd was in fits. More than a few hand gestures were tossed in for emphasis. Mark Danielson is an extremely bright and some say brilliant kid, he comes from a very wealthy family, but doesn't fit the look of most of our recruits. The majority of our Crew are average to slim in build, rock solid, athletic types. Mark is more like a fluffy teddy bear. He's probably twenty five pounds over weight, not gross, but definitely soft and curvy. I finished my lunch, swallowed the last of my soda and started to get up. "Danielson," I said with my member of the Crew look, "talking about spanking monkeys, I got one you can work on." The other recruits broke out in laughter as Mark blushed. There were a few hoots and whistles as I nodded to him and he stood up to follow me. I knew that some of the other members preferred the cute guys, but Mark was always fun to be with, jokes and all, and I wanted to make sure he had the same experience as the rest. Like Chip said, "No favorites." By the time the bell rang for the start of classes, I was very "relaxed", and Mark was on his way to wash his hands. * * * * Thanks to all those that have written me to offer encouragement. Also a special thanks to Andrew for help with editing and story ideas. Comments are welcome at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com You can find a list of my other stories by looking in the Prolific Authors section under the heading PLAYBUDDY. Thanks everyone. Jon D