Date: Tue, 13 Aug 2013 23:06:45 -0400 (EDT)
From: duro8ytu@aol.com
Subject: Step Brother Business

I guess I started out like a lot of kids back in the early ninety's.  Mom
got pregnant by her high school boyfriend and they tried making it work
until the next high school dance came along and my dad decided he was tired
of trying to be a dad and went to the dance with someone else.  Mom was
only 15 and so was dad when I was born.  Mom, Dad and I tried to make it
living with Mom's folks, but her dad was too judgemental and as soon as Mom
find a way out, she took it.  She took a job at a local diner and I don't
know if they felt sorry for us but they let us stay in the little 2 bedroom
apartment that they owned.  Like I said, Dad hung out for about 6 months
then moved on leaving Mom and me on our own.  She did her best trying to
raise me and keep food on the table and the apartment that we lived in.  We
were making it by our selves until I was like 12 or 13 and Rodney came to
live with us.  Mom met Rodney at the diner and they started dating.  He
seemed pretty cool and we got along pretty good.  None of the drama that
you hear so much about between a step father and step son. He had a beat up
van and from what I could tell that was his only possession.  My friends
would give me a hard time that he must have hidden talent because he had no
job and why would my mom be with him.  I didn't know and I didn't know
about any hidden talent that he may have had.  All I knew was that he
treated me like what I thought a father should. He made sure I had
something to eat, helped with my homework, watched TV with me late on the
weekend, when I was younger tucked me in at night.  I guess he is what
present day would call a house husband.  The diner had expanded and Mom had
become one of the helper managers so she was bringing in a little more
money, but working longer hours, so I spent most of my waking time with
Rodney.

One day, Rodney comes to me as says he wants to ask me a question.  I said
sure what is it, and he asks if it would be okay for his son to come and
live with us.  At first I was confused and told him I didn't know he had a
son and was told that he too had had a son when he was in school and he
stayed with his mother, but now that his mother was getting married, the
new husband didn't want to take care of Adrian.  Rodney explained that
Adrian was 16 and would have to stay in my room if that was alright.  He
went on to say that while my mother was making more money, they couldn't
afford to give up the free rent and move to a bigger apartment.  He told me
to think about it and let him know. I was a little confused by all this
since I had just started growing some pubic hair and was learning to
pleasure myself and losing some of my privacy was not the direction that I
wanted to go, but the kid was being thrown out by his mother.  I knew the
right answer, but it was hard to say it out loud.  the next day at
breakfast I told Mom and Rodney that it would be okay.  Rodney was happy
and Mom right away said that he should taking me shopping to find a bigger
bed.  I hadn't even thought about that, but knew that the bedroom wouldn't
be big enough for two beds.  Now I would have to limit myself to wanking in
the bathroom.  We left for the thrift store to find an bed and found what
they called a 3/4 bed.  It was larger than a single, but not as big as the
double bed in Mom's room.  I lay down on it and Rodney lays down on the
other side to show me there would still be room for two people.  I just
hoped Adrian wasn't big, because it was still a tight fit.  We took it home
in the van and hauled it to the bedroom.  It was a good thing we didn't get
a double because there was not much room left after we took out my bed and
put in the new one.  We then hauled my old mattress out to the van and put
it in the back.  Rodney said we would leave it there in case we got a
chance to go camping.  When we were done, Rodney told me to go get my
shorts and tennis shoes because we were going to go to the rec center and
work out.  I jumped at the chance and was back in less than 2 minutes.  We
paid the entrance fee and headed to the locker room.  I left my undershorts
on and put on my basketball shorts and shoes and was surprised that Rodney
stripped down naked, pulled on a pair of basketball shorts without
underwear, his shoes, no shirt and we headed out.

We played several games of HORSE and then went in to mess around on the
weight machines.  He kept me interested by telling me how good I was on the
weight machines and I watched him lift a lot.  He never really looked that
muscular, but to me it seemed that he was really strong lifting all that
weight.  Once in while I would see him have to stuff his cock back into his
shorts as it would peek out the leg when he was scooting around.  It looked
like it had grown since we were in the locker room to be about 6 inches
long.  He was uncut like me and had lots and lots of hair on his cock and
balls.  I only wished that I would get that much hair.  After about 2
hours, he asked me if I was ready to hit the showers and I paniced.  I had
never showered with anyone before and was afraid that my cock would get
hard.  I devised a plan to get in and get out before anything could happen.
We went to the locker room and started getting undressed and I was right,
his cock was bigger than when we got there, but he seemed unfazed by that,
got naked and headed to the shower room.  I got undressed, put my hands in
front of my cock and headed into the shower.  Just like my mental plan, I
went in, got my front wet, turned around to get my back wet and headed back
out.  At the door, Rodney reached out and grabbed my shoulder and turned me
back around into the shower.  He told me that I was becoming a man and with
that comes sweat and funky odor and I need to start taking real showers.

So with that we entered showering 101 class.  He told me that hair holds on
to the smell and that I needed to use a lot of soap under my arms since I
was starting to get hair there and around my "junk" as he called it since
hair was starting to grow there.  He told me also that I was uncut like
him, when I was washing my junk, I had to pull the skin back and wash under
the skin real good.  At that point he shows me by pulling his cock back and
the skin slide back over the head and he showed me on himself what he was
talking about.  He laughed at that point and told me that as I get holder
the girls won't like it if my dick stinks. He then told me that even though
you use paper when you go to the john, you need to wash your ass to get rid
of the smell.  I was really embarrassed about the detailed instruction
because I got wondering if others had been able to smell me and didn't say
anything.  When we got dried off and went to get dressed, Rodney hands me a
little tube of deodorant to put under my arms.  At this point I became
aware that the whole trip to the rec center may have been designed for
exactly this conversation.  Why else would he have an extra stick of
deodorant.  Like I said before he was treating me like a real father would.
We piled into the van as when we got home, Mom noticed right away that I
smelled better and complemented me on smelling fresh with a wink at Rodney.

Two days later when I got home from school, Adrian was there.  He looked a
lot like his father, but I didn't expect him to be so old.  He had just
turned 16 and his attitude was a cross between a jock and a nerd.  At times
he came across as a jerk jock that thought he was cool all the time and
then he came across as an insecure boy that is trying to grow up.  I guess
get kicked out by your mother would do that to your mental state.  I felt
sorry for him and helped him to the bedroom with his clothes and I had
cleared out a couple of dresser drawers for him.  As he put his clothes
away, I had to change out of my school clothes and he sees me in my
underwear.  He laughs and says he started going commando last year (the
cocky jock attitude), but then in same breath says not to say anything to
anyone (the nerd in him).  I told him his mother had to know because there
wouldn't be any underwear in the laundry and he tells me that he had to do
the laundry, so she never knew.  I told him that Rodney would know when he
does the laundry and he tells me that Rodney is commando all the time so he
won't care.  I am learning more and more about Rodney all the time.

About that time, we are called to dinner and all 4 of us sit down.  It has
been a long time since Mom was home for dinner and it was a nice dinner
getting to talk with Adrian. We talked so long that when we were done, it
was time to hit the sack for school tomorrow and to get Adrian in school.
As we are getting undressed, Adrian says to me that since he goes commando,
he sleeps in the raw as he has no underwear to wear.  I puff myself and
tell him that I have also slept in the raw for quite a while (a total lie),
to feel part of the team.  He turns away from me as he takes off his pants
and sits down on the bed so I don't get a chance to see if his cock is like
his dad's and I crawl into bed on the otherside under the sheet and lay on
my side facing him.  He turns off the lights and we both lay very still on
our own sides trying to fall to sleep.  What seems like an eternity, he
whispers, Are you asleep.  I didn't say anything.  It took no time at all
and I feel the bed start to move and I can see thru the squint in my eyes
that he has his cock out and is wanking.  He is a good 7 inches hard and
hair all over like his dad.  He continues to jack it while I lay there and
watch trying not to breath.  He is giving himself a good workout and I see
him reach over the side of the bed and grab something.  He places whatever
it was over the end of his cock and I can tell from his breathing and
moaning that he is cumming into what ever he grabbed off the floor.  As
soon as he is done wiping off his cock, he takes whatever he has and places
it right in front of my nose, so when I "accidently" rolled forward maybe
an inch, I could feel the wet of the cum on my nose.  As I am trying think
what was on the floor, I remember that it was my underwear.  I didn't know
whether to be freaked or excited because my head was filling with the aroma
of his cum load.  I was dizzy from the smell and fell asleep shortly.

The next day when I got up to get dressed, i noticed that my shorts weren't
folded quite the way that the usually were.  Upon further inspection, i
noticed the cream colored spot that was obviously Adrians cum stain.  I
pulled on the tighty whites anyway and got dressed.  I didn't say anything,
just went with it.  that night when I went to bed, I made sure to toss the
shorts in the hamper and climbed into bed naked.  I watched Adrian come to
bed and again laid on my side to sleep.  I could see him get undressed and
he really did have a nice body that I could tell he worked on.  He looks
around the room and whispers, you asleep already.  My silence must have
said yes, because he then goes over to the hamper to put his clothes in it
and I can see him picking up my shorts.  He holds them up to make sure they
are the right ones and walks back over to the bed with his cock leading the
way and coming to full mast.  he lays out on top of the covers and grabs
ahold of himself.  After he shoots his load into my shorts, he gets out of
bed and lays them out flat on the floor.  The next morning when I go to get
my underwear, there they were on top all folded up.  I pull them out of the
drawer and take a quick look and start to pull them on and he asks me if
anything is wrong, i reassure him that all is well and proceed to get
dressed.  This went on for a week or so and I really think he was getting
excited by me wearing these cum coated shorts.

One night after Rodney, Adrian and i had spent the larger part of the day
at the rec center working on our bodies, I realized I should have been
happy with Adrian jacking off into my shorts.  I was so tired and went to
bed early.  I knew I would get some sleep because Adrian had found himself
a girlfriend at school and was going out for the evening.  Something woke
me up and I could feel someone with a finger on my ass.  I didn't know what
it was, but it was very slippery and he was touching my hole.  Soon, he had
a finger slowly massaging my hole and slipping into it a little.  I can't
say it hurt, but it was a different sensation. I reached back to stop him
and he tells me that he didn't get any from the girlfriend and he needs to
get off.  I was tired and snapped back, why don't you jack off into my
underwear like you normally do.  He must have been oblivious to me watching
him every night because he took a big pause and asked me I really knew.  He
then resumes fingering my hole and goes in deeper and deeper.  Again, I
can't say it felt bad, just different.  I am now committed to the feeling
and enjoying it and pushing back onto his fingers when he pulls his two
fingers out.  He tells me I am ready and I can't imagine for what.  Too
late to contemplate what I was ready for because he is straddling my ass
running his cock up and down the crack of my ass.  Thank goodness he wasn't
very big around, because he slipped in rather easily.  I did smart when he
tried putting it all into me and finally when I could feel his bush against
me I knew that was all I was going to get.  The problem is that he fucked
like he jacked off, just as fast as he could go and in no time I could feel
the wetness of him shooting his cum into my hole.  He pulled out of me and
told me to tighten my ass so his cum wouldn't spill out onto the sheets and
rolled over and went to sleep.  this arrangement continued until November
and like any 13 year old started whining that I need to get a job for some
Christmas money.

A couple of days later, Adrian comes home and tells me to get in the van.
It had pretty much become his so he could run errands and get the both of
us back and forth to school.  I went and got in the van and as we are
driving down the street, he tells me he has a couple of friends that will
pay me $10 if I let them fuck me.  He tells me who and all I could think
was, I would fuck them for free, but if they want to pay great.  He started
joking that the van was pimp mobile and now I believed his because I had
become his whore.  We picked up the boys and Adrian drove around while they
fucked me in the back on my old mattress.  they took turns with me and
finally Adrian tells them if they are going to finish more than once, they
have to pony up more money and one of them did.  So at the end of the trip
they handed Adrian the money and when we got home he gave me my $30.  I was
so happy to finally have some spending money after all these years of being
so poor, I asked him if he knew of anyone else that would pay.  He told me
he would have to think about it, but get to bed.  Half way thru the night,
I could feel Adrian pressing himself between the cheeks of my ass.  I asked
him if I got $10 from him and he tells me know that he gets his for free
for gas money.

this continued for almost two years and one night it had just started to
rain and we were setting at a stoplight.  I was in the back with my legs in
the air and some high school did buried balls deep in me and the passanger
door gets yanked open.  Adrian had been too busy watching me get fucked
that he wasn't watching what was going on and it was Rodney.  He just says
to Adrian, can you give me a ride home out of the rain and where is your
brother?  About that time, we made a noise and he looks into the rear of
the van and says holy crap.  I know he was torn between exiting the van
into the rain and having to ride with us.  who ever was fucking me at that
time had already pulled out and was pulling up his pants.  He told Adrian,
just let me out and throws the money into his lap.  I could tell there was
more than $10 there, so Adrian had been making money off of my ass.  I was
getting a pretty good chunk of change tucked away, but was not happy that
Adrian was making so much more than I.  We didn't get a chance to talk
because as soon as we got to the apartment, Rodney was verbally on us like
white on rice.  He was not happy about the situation and I could hardly
blame him.  It was during this conversation that Adrian decided he is
entering the military. As soon as the time went by for Adrian to join up,
things started to settle down between Rodney and me.  He hadn't totally
forgiven me, but he was back to trying to trying to put it behind us.  I do
not think he ever told my mother, because she kept asking if everything was
alright.

A couple three months after Adrian left, Rodney tells me to get my gear we
are going to the rec center.  As we undressed he gets down to his nakedness
and he shakes his cock at me and asks if I see something I like.  I just
ignored him and could tell he wasn't over the hurt yet.  We went to the
basketball court first and I could tell this was going to be a no holds
barred game of basketball, Lots of hard checks, hard tosses, and body
checks. I was getting pissed, but knew he was just venting his anger at me
so took it for as long as I could and told him I was hitting the showers.
I got into the shower first and as I looked around, here he comes with a
hard on to end all hard ons.  No modesty, it just sticking out in front of
him as he walked into the shower stall.  he turns to the shower and starts
lathering himself up and turns around so I can see his cock and balls and
the work out he is giving them with the soap.  He then walks over to me
grabs my shoulder and turns me around saying lets see what all those
assholes saw in fucking this ass.  He is still stronger than me and he
bends me over and shoves himself into me.  I gasp because it had been since
he busted Adrian and I in the van since I had gotten fucked and it hurt.
He started slamming me with all he had and in no time I could tell he was
busting a nut in my ass.  I reached around me and pulled his still hard
cock from my ass and now was my turn to be spiteful and with venom in my
voice asked his it that was everything that he dreamed it would be and
walked out of the shower.

I walked home and he took the car.  When I got home, he started apologizing
for being a jerk and for fucking me like that and I started saying I am
sorry for putting him into that situation and we finally broke the ice and
had a good talk since that fateful day. We are finally able to talk with
each other and started joking again.  It will be interesting to see how
things go since Adrian will be completing some training and returning home
for a week before he gets sent to his permanent location.  We will have to
see how it goes.

More to come.

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