Date: Fri, 20 Apr 2018 12:19:25 -0400 From: Robbie Robot Subject: SCOTT'S COOL BROTHER Part Eight SCOTT'S COOL BROTHER SCOTT'S COOL BROTHER - Part Eight © Van T Z Boi 2018 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you enjoyed this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read and enjoy such fanciful creativity and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from nifty readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self-indulgent loss of bodily fluid. Please ensure you have a supply of water, vitamins and minerals including vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc to replace that which may be lost whilst reading this further chapter. A good supply of tissues should be close at hand in case of sudden emergencies!) (Thanks to all who have written it is nice to be appreciated, I do enjoy reading your comments and observations and suggestions and I always look forward to reading your views on this or any of my stories. Please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com. Now please read on. Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) From Part Seven "Fuck I'm hard again," Deano complained and this time Jody led him to another washroom and told him what to do. Fuming he stood against the wall, not seeing the people passing until Deano reappeared. "It's no use," Deano's face was clearly down. "I couldn't cum," he said miserably, "I think it's broken." Part Eight Jody's mouth dropped open at Dean's admission. He could see how distressed his friend was and wondered what he should do to cheer him up. Curiosity however made him ask in a hand covered hidden harsh whisper. "What do you mean it's broken?" his voice was incredulous. "You tell me you've wanked off more times at one go than today. What's the problem?" "It won't go hard," Jody had to glance around as Deano had not lowered his voice, he breathed out heavily as he saw that no one was close enough to overhear Dean's blurted reply. Deano seeing Jody's shocked expression caught on and lowered his voice. "I went in there hard as steel and then as I was rubbing my dick, like I do," he blushed, thinking he might be saying too much, "it just sort of softened and went limp. Didn't matter what I thought or how I stroked it Little Deano stayed limp. I'm sure I've broken it." His face crumpled again and the look in his eyes told Jody how bad his mate was feeling. "Oh," Jody was perplexed, `I really need dad's advice on this but there's no way I can ask him with Deano beside me and I daren't leave him alone as he's feeling so bad.' He thought a bit more, they were walking desultory around the Mall, hardly noticing the girls walking nearby, both engrossed in Deano's problem. "I could have a look," suggested Jody, "I mean, perhaps I could see if there was anything odd or strange?" "Could you," Jody was surprised a Deano's reply, `he's normally so guyish about his package,' he told himself, his mind wondering over the implications. "We need to go somewhere quiet," Dean whispered, "I don't want anyone to get the wrong impression" Deano's' voice dropped lower as he spoke and he glanced around suspiciously. Jody had to stifle a chuckle as he saw how preposterous it seemed. "We could," he began to stay but Deano shushed him. "No I'm not going back to the washroom, that, that would be, be..." He stuttered, "it might ruin the memory, `specially if there is something wrong." He stared at Jody who saw the concern in Deano's face. "Okay, okay, I understand," Jody patted Deano on the shoulder. "But where?" he wondered aloud. Both boys stared around the Mall, the shoppers and the groups and pairs of teenagers like themselves ambling around aimlessly, looking for entertainment of some sort. "The boiler room," Deano stopped and he nodded his head. "The what?" Jody had no idea what he was talking about. "Course you weren't with us that time," grinned Deano, "come on follow me," and with that he set off purposefully, Jody confused and worried about his mate following on. Dean led them downstairs and towards the carpark entrance. He turned down a small corridor, there were some different coloured recycling bins lined near the end of the corridor and a double door at the end. On the door in bold red wording was the sign `DANGER BOILER ROOM. No admittance for unauthorised personnel.' To Jody surprise Dean went straight up to the door and pushed it open. "In here," he beckoned Jody forward. Intrigued Jody followed Dean through the open door. Beyond lay a small unpainted corridor, there were several doors along the walls, most had similar warning signs but Dean headed to the black painted door that had no sign on it. He pushed the door open, it creaked slightly and swung slowly back on its hinges. Dean stepped inside and Jody after a moment's hesitation stepped inside. The room was laid out like a locker room but was very dusty and the only light came from the single strip light in the ceiling. In the dimness Jody could see the dark grey set of lockers with a long bench running along them and at the end he could see the glow of tiles; the room appeared almost abandoned. "What is this place?" Jody spoke softly, his voice hissing around the closed space. "It's the old locker room for the boiler staff, when the mall got expanded they had to create a bigger one in the new part of the building but this was left in place, as they sometimes use this entrance to the plant area.," Dean spoke knowledgably about the locker room. "So how come you know about it?" Jody posed, still very much intrigued. "When I was younger I had a vomiting bug and Pops took me to the mall for a treat thinking I was over it. The trouble was the icecream and soda turned my stomach just as we were about to get into the carpark. One of maintenance men was passing and seeing Pops panicking as I was green and puking let us in here, explain that although disused it was handy for the bathroom and sometimes he and the others would use the locker to stuff their shopping in, it was safer than leaving it in the car. The other doors that lead to the plant area all have electronic locks so no one can get through them but the main door I brought you through is left unlocked as it is not on the circuit and the locker room was never part of the electric locking system anyway. I haven't thought about this for years but this is safe and secure." Dean grinned and bolted the door they had just come through, "I found out I could lock the door just in case," he blushed and in the dim light Jody could see his face turn a deeper darker colour, "It was handy for a wank," he added nervously and then stepped towards the dimmer end where the tiling glowed. The locker room bathroom boasted of a three half door toilet stalls on one side and opposite a row of shower heads were mounted on the dusty looking tiles walls. Dean flipped the light switch and the washroom was flooded with brightness; to Jody's eyes growing used to the dimness he was nearly blinded by the brighter light. "This is safe," Dean leaned against the tiles under one of the shower heads, "come on Jody, please, please check me out mate?" he unsnapped his fly, the zip singing as it was forced downwards. Jody blinked the tears out of his eyes and stepped closer, his hands gently tugged Dean's boxers down and he was able to see Dean's groin in clarity. The trimmed nest of curly hairs surrounded the pink tube that hung over the fat hairy balls. Jody whistled. "I've never seen your dick look so small," he said, his face as close as he thought acceptable for Dean, "Most times I've seen it since your balls dropped it was always longer and fatter but now it looks scrunched up and your foreskin is really red and bruised." "I know," Dean's voice broke and Jody could hear his distress. "Do you think that woman did some damage when she sucked it, it was so awesome and I know I could not stop myself from shoving my dick in her mouth. I've been trying to think about it, what I did, what she did wondering if something she or I did," he paused and added after a short moment, " Is yours okay?" he asked pointedly. "Mine's fine," Jody assured him, "but perhaps you've overdone it. Maybe if you just leave it alone it will get better on its own." He looked closer; the wrinkled foreskin was hanging down a good inch before the fleshy tube plumped out. "Your foreskin is really purpling up," he added and then without thinking reached out to once again hold Dean's cock in his hand. Jody carefully eased the foreskin back, it moved easily over the hidden glans and Jody could see the gleam of precum coating the helmet. "Does it look okay?" Dean's voice came from above him and he looked up to see his mate looking down at him; apparently at ease with Jody touching his dick. "Seems okay to me," Jody replied and slid the foreskin back and forth. Dean gulped and took a deep breath. Jody continued to work the wrinkled skin back and forth and then in what seemed like an instant Dean's cock sprouted swelling, bloating furiously in-between his fingers and quickly reached its usual fat long size. "It's got stiff," Jody said surprised and looked up at Dean, "you can feel it yourself?" he let go of the spongy hardness which bounced about as he released it. Dean's hand snaked down and stroked his jerking teenrod, to Jody's disbelief it began to shrink and shrivel. "Fuck not again," Dean's tone was bitter and frustrated, "I just gotta cum, see my balls are on fire," he grabbed Jody's hand and placed it on his balls. Jody could feel the heat radiate from the squidgy ballsac, he could not stop himself from squeezing and clasping them. "So hot, really hot," he said continuing to manipulate the heavy sac, feeling the two soft balls of squirming tissue warming his hand. Dean moaned and pulled Jody's hand tighter against his balls, "Fuck that feels good," he groaned. "Your dick's stiff again," Jody's shocked tone made them both look at Dean's cock which once more ballooned and throbbed. He tugged his hand free from Dean's, "Try again," he coaxed. As soon as Dean's hand touched himself his cock started to deflate. Both of them looked at each other and Dean grabbed Jody's hand and placed it around his cock, immediately it started to swell. The two teenagers looked at each other. "It's not broke," Jody broke the silence, his hand smoother along the jerking tube, "it just needs a different hand," he looked directly as Dean as he spoke and his fingers eased the foreskin back and he rubbed a finger across the split in the helmet. Dean sighed and moaned as he trembled against the tiles and Jody continued the gentle stroking of the pulsing cock. Dean moaned growlingly as Jody's fingers squeezed his helmet inside his foreskin and then gurgled as the wanking fingers delicately eased his foreskin back and slid it over the sensitive nerve endings. "Fuck that feels good," his voice was softly quiet; even so it was in the strange throaty tone. "Well it is working," Jody replied, his fingers fluting up the thick wedge of flesh, being able to see Dean's cock fully without the wall between them was exciting and he found his own dick swelling. He noticed Dean's eyes were closed but he was breathing faster and his body clearly trembling. Abruptly he removed his hand and Dean's eyes flew open. "Hey," he squealed and looked hard at Jody. "Hey what?" Jody stepped backwards, "you asked me to look at your dick and I've done that, even more I've touched it to prove it ain't broke. You must just need sometime to adjust after the blowjobs so you can toss yourself off. What else is there?" Jody stared back, his mind in overdrive, `would, could Deano allow him to actually wank him?' his brain buzzed excitedly as he sensed this was ground-breaking for them. "I need to cum, gotta cum," Deano pleaded. "What are you asking Deano?" Jody pushed his friend, "I did what you wanted. Your dick is just, er misadjusted, or whatever. I'm no expert on your dick or anyone else's. I think it will just have to rest, take more time to recover." "But my balls, my balls, I need to unload, gotta cum," Deano insisted, "fucking hell I'm so hyped up right now." "So what do you expect me to do?" Jody was hard, he wanted Deano to ask, say the words, the simple phrase that would for ever change their relationship. "Fuck it Jody," Deano stood up his tone threatening, "we're mates, I'm in trouble here, for fucks sake be a mate and toss me off." He had said it, said it out loud, blurted the thought that had been going through both their minds. "Please Jody," his tone was quieter more acquiescing and then he added, "sorry I shouted." "You're asking me to wank you off," Jody managed to make his reply sound convincingly astounded. "Mate think of what your asking?" he stepped back a half step and made his eyes widen as though in shock. "Jody please, look it was you that brought me to that hole so I could get a blowjob and fuck me it was awesome, the second was even better but I hurt, my cock aches, my balls pain and my brain is all over the place. Please mate, I can't even touch my own dick for fuck's sake," he gasped and sank back against the tiled wall. "you proved it yourself, I need a different hand on my cock to cum, please Jody, please. Be a mate." Jody took a step forward and his hand reached out and held the once more flagging cocktube in his hand, instantly it hardened and pulsed, a drop of precum oozed from the tip and drooled down the tightening foreskin as Dean's cock refilled with lust blood. Jody stroked it for a minute, slowly easing the foreskin back and forth as Deano sighed and trembled, his hands hanging down by his side, his fists clenching and unclenching as the searing delights raced through him. Jody stopped and Deano's eyes flashed open angrily. "You don't say a word to anyone, this is just between us," Jody stepped back. "Sure, sure Jody, just wank me please," Deano was almost vertically grovelling. "Swear by your dick that this goes nowhere," Jody folded his arms across his chest, "cos if it gets about I wanked you off, well you know what the guys are like." He stood adamant but was aware his own shorts were tenting where his dick stood proud and throbbing. Deano was too uptight and horny to notice Jody's tenting shorts, "Fuck it Jody, do you think I'd want the guys to know I let myself me tossed by a guy, `specially if it was a mate they all knew. I'd know exactly what the guys would say `cos I'd prob'ly say the same myself. Course I swear, I swear by my dick by my balls, I swear whatever just please help me to cum." "Okay, okay," Jody replaced his hand on Deano's cock, it throbbed and jerked, swelling again as he did so. Deano sighed as the unique ecstasy of another's hand touched his dick, stroked his dick, rubbed his dick. `Oh God that feels so good,' he said to himself. Jody's hand eased his foreskin back and once more tugged it back and forth over his helmet, the searing sensual delights were almost as good as the memory of the mouth and lips and tongue that had sucked him earlier. `This is turning out to be an awesome day,' he decided and then trembled and shook as one of the major surges of delight rushed through him, he panted heavily as the rapture enfolded his head, his hard desperate teenage hormonal lust defeating his defences about what sex should be pleasuring him. Jody stroked and caressed the fat length, he watched Deano carefully for any sign of rejection, the lessons his father had taught him were brought into good use as he enjoyed the sight of his mate twisting and shaking, his closed eyelids fluttering as wave after wave of bliss flooded his sensory system. Carefully Jody placed his other hand around Deano's balls, the squidgy spongy spheres still hot and radiating sexual warmth. Deano's eyes opened and he looked down where his teenage treasures were being so excitedly handled, his eyes caught Jody's as he looked up. "Fuck that feels good," he wheezed as yet another high sparkled inside him, he twitched his hips, a strange tingle had started up, a new experience for him as he felt the tingling itch commence somewhere inside him, near his cock and balls. His eyes closed and he watched the array of stars and comets orbit glitteringly across his closed eyelids. He jerked and twitched, the hot lava like shooting sensation was commencing, his balls juddered, Jody felt the squidgy jolt against his fingers and knew what was happening. Deano prepared himself for the seventh heaven of teenage climax and then without warning Jody's hands stopped, the contact disrupted, his eyee flew open and he glared angrily rampant at his mate. "What the fuck!" he yelled, "why did you stop? I'm almost there," his face was red with anger and passion. Jody stayed calm, "Sorry," he replied, "but I thought that if you did spunk then it might go on your clothes," he toed the pile that covered Deano's feet. "Might be better if we take them off," he took a half step back, putting distance between his hands and Deano's convulsing dick. Deano's eyes flashed and he blinked several times in succession, his hormone impaired brain was urging him on, he wanted to cum, wanted to explode and his head was saying, `how nice it was to do it naked, like in the shower in the morning,' the washroom surrounds made the thought that much simpler for his cockbrain to convince him. "Yeah okay, probably right about that," he grinned, "I mean I do spray wide," Jody chuckled at the normal Deano boasting bravado. Deano sighed and relaxed, his passion decreased momentarily as he went back to expectation mode. Jody knelt down, Deano's cock waving about above him, drips of his precum floating through the air. Casually he untied Deano's trainers and lifting the piled clothing upwards, he slid Deano's trainers off one by one but taking his sport socks off with each trainer. Deano gave no indication that he was concerned that his feet were bare on the cold floor tiling. Deano's trousers and boxers followed, Jody stood up and looked around. "Better put them somewhere safe and dry," he said as matter-of-factly as he could. He walked back to the locker room and hung the clothes on a hook and the trainers and socks were placed on the bench, at no time did Deano comment or make an adverse reaction or objection. Jody returned to the washroom, Deano still wearing his T-Shirt leaned back against the wall as before, his cock was still hard and still spasmodically jerking. Jody reached out and recommenced his steady stroking. Deano sighing and grunting quickly reached the plateau of delicious joys, the expectation of ejaculation almost upon him. Jody slowed his pace and Deano moaned as the pleasure intensified but the need to thrust and cum became less intense whist the sensory delight of a different hand on his dick remained and he experienced a sudden rush of sexual heat. He felt the extraordinary internal lusting flame blaze up and there was a feeling of sweating discomfort. Jody was surprised when Dean suddenly stood up straight, his hands clasped the hem of his T-shirt and he yanked it off, twirling the material so that it caught and hung from the showerhead above. "I was just so, so, too hot," he gurgled and leant naked back against the warm tiles. Jody was faced with his bare naked body, although he had seen it often in the showers or in his own room when Deano stayed over, or vice versa he had never seen him in teenage lustheat. He noticed the pointed teats, the shuddering chest as lungs and heart worked furiously to contain the desire that raddled Deano's system. He saw the taut stomach, the beginnings of the six-pack, the trimmed nest of pubes and the hard jolting seven inches of fat drooling dick. His hand slid up and down the shaft, feeling the inner pulse, the heat, his fingers caressed the silky sticky helmet, massaging the spilling precum around the swollen glans, sweeping his fingertips delicately over the gaping gap and smiling as he saw Deano's squirming reaction. He cuddled the ballsac, moving the soft eggs in his palm, feeling the thermal heat inside increasing and he caressed up the shaft, both hands now on the teenage weapon, one hand caressing the swollen head whilst the other rubbed the twitching shaft. Deano mewled and purred as the delicate delights soared and rose within him, the senses around his balls had sent more joyous happiness coursing through him and now with two hands working his dick he headed for seventh and eight heaven in successive seconds. Deano could not believe just how good it felt and he blinked open his eyes to see his mate, his pal Jody providing him with the greatest of sexual joys he had known, `this is incredible, amazing nearly as awesome as that blowjob,' the memory of which made his bloodlust race fiercely through his arteries, pounding alongside the hormones that enflamed his desire and passion and lust. The heights of orgasmic joys were reached, surpassed and broached irretrievably and he shuddered violently as his teenage prong juddered within the squeezing caressing hands and without warning his spunk blasted into the air, Jody just managing to avoid most of the spermal spray that dewed the space between them. "Fuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkk!!!!!!!" Dean wheezed, sagging against the tiles as his knees gave out and his hands damp with sweat squeaked as they finally came to a halt and held him limp and lagging as they gripped the wall. Jody who had managed to step aside still had one hand on the spunking fountain head, continued to tug the foreskin back and forth as he wanked the last jets of teengunk out of Dean's dick, the final spurts little more than splodges of translucent cream that splatted straight down on the floor where the spreading droplets coalesced, some managing to meet up with other splodges before the evaporation process started them drying. Jody slowed and gently, tenderly caressed the shrinking dick, watching its shape change from impressive fucktube to melting worm. He slid his hand along the squidgy tendril and then flapped his hand at the floor, the spunk coating his hand and fingers flying downward to join the spermy puddles forming on the dusty tiles. Surreptitiously he managed to lick the sticky traces left on his fingers, turning slightly away from the trembling figure, tasting the heady spicy saltiness that he recalled from earlier. Deano huddled scrunched against the wall and Jody moved to assist him. Deano attempted to stand up but sank back against the wall as his knees refused to take the strain and he buckled. Jody held on and Deano managed this time to get to his feet, his legs aching from the pain pleasure of the standing handjob. Neither spoke as Jody helped Deano shuffle towards the locker room. Carefully Deano managed to squat down on the bench, his elbows on his knees as he sought to recover from the hottest wank he had undergone. "You okay?" Jody sat beside him, he could not see Deano's body all that clearly; Deano bent over as he was hid his teenage treasures from sight and he was worried about the continued panting and wheezing. At first Deano made no indication that he had even heard him and then as Jody sat patiently waiting he lifted his head and sat up slightly straighter. "That was awesome man," he beamed, his huge smile saying it all. "That was killer," he smirked and looked down at his dick which was little more than a stub of wrinkled flesh, "fuck, look at my dick, it's really fucked out," his face beamed even brighter. Jody looked at the stubby lump, it was so remarkably different from the throbbing fuckmeat he had tossed off, the hard stiff sponginess dissipated, lost inside the hanging drip of wrinkled sad looking foreskin, the tip glinting where a final drip of spunk was gathering. Jody felt his own cock throb and pulse, he was still hard and stiff and he badly wanted to rub it but was not sure about Deano's reaction. He managed to press his hand against the taut ridge in his shorts as Deano continued to take slower breaths as his recovery continued. Jody pressed his dick through the material, it gave him some comfort but his hormones made his blood sing with the need to climax. `This is worse than being at the swimming pool and watching the girls sunbathe or swim,' he thought, `at least there I could slope off and toss off in a cubicle but how can I explain to Deano that wanking him has made me horny too, that's a step to far for him and just a little bit for me. At least when I sucked him off we had the wall between us. Deano sighed deeply, interrupting Jody's train of thought. "You still okay?" Jody kept his voice soft, unsure of where things were going. "You're a true mate," Deano grinned and looked at Jody, "Man I really thought my dick was broken for sure. Honestly I thought I finally get blown, proper dick sucking like I'd never believe and then my dick almost drops off, but Jody," he slapped Jody's thigh gently, "my mate, my best pal comes to my rescue. Fuck that was the most awesomest of wanks. Thanks Jody, such a great pal, the best ever," he grabbed and held Jody's thigh in the most bromance of ways. "So your dick is okay then?" Jody pursed his lips, his eyes looking at the floppy worm that lay wrinkled between Deano's legs. "Fine, great," Deano stood up, his shrunken chipolata of a dick flopped over his ballsac which was tight against his groin. Deano weaved his hips, the pliant worm moved to and fro, limp and droopy. "See I'm done, prick emptied, balls vacuumed," he danced about in front of Jody, his bare feet making a slapping sound against the floor tiles. "You did it mate, thanks, now we can walk the mall." He plumped down beside Jody. "I'm pleased for you," Jody grinned and wondered if he could chance a wank in one of the washroom cubicles whilst Dean got dressed, he was clearly over his `dry spell' anyway. "I'm more than pleased, I am fucking loved up," Deano giggled and sat back, his hands behind him, his legs slightly apart, his cock and balls such as they were on display. "Look," he insisted, "see soft and sleepy," he giggled again. Jody reached out and touched the slim worm, it felt warm and soft, nothing like the mammoth rod he had put both hands around. "Does seem dead," he smiled and he smoothed his fingers across the wrinkled flap of Deano's foreskin and gently squeezed and stroked the spongy twig. "Oh Fuck," sighed Dean as in seconds his dick filled with blood and rose as powerful as ever. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," Deano growled as Jody's fingers stayed still, unmoving as his cock thickened and rose, the foreskin catching on the tips of Jody's stable fingers, exposing the tip of his engorging teen cock. `Here we go again,' Jody thought and continued keeping his hands still he stared at Deano. "What now?" he said, his tone as innocent as he could make it. End of Part Eight To Be Continued...???????????? (Oh poor, poor Deano, blown and tossed, poor, poor Jody ready to trot and no chance to rub one out, how cool is that or is this story about to cool off, frozen from this point on? Well then if you do want more and really want me to continue this story then you have to write and tell me or this could really be the end of Scott's Cool Brother, do you really want to leave them boiling in the boiler room? Don't forget if you like this then I have plenty more stories to whet your appetite, just look me up on nifty's prolific authors listing ( https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authorslist.html scroll down to V for Van T Z Boi ) . Please also remember to make a different deposit in nifty's coffers for without them you would not be able to enjoy this and possible further chapters. All the best, Van T Z Boi) (In response to all those who are interested; the Lost/Rejected stories are still undergoing editing and once they have been posted I will announce the link. The good news is that good ole' nifty have provided copies of `Detained at Daddies' and `Mummy Said' from their records so now I have recovered all the missing stories, so mucho thanks nifty. Sorry I can't be more forthcoming at this time as to when I will be able to post them but please watch this space. Van T Z Boi)