Tyler

   Dusk had just settled as Todd's car pulled into the familiar
driveway. His guts tightened when he saw the New York license
plates on the other car in the driveway. This only added to his
depression that he had experienced since he learned of his
grandmother's death and had left his college dorm to drive the six
hours back to his home-town. He hadn't come home since his mother
died several years previous, and he wasn't too anxious to go in
now. The New York license plates indicated that his half-brother
Tyler was already there, and that in itself was reason enough not
to go inside. But Todd mustered up his courage, grabbed his bag
and walked up and through the door.
   It was with some relief that he discovered that neither his dad
nor his "brother" were home, so he climbed the stairs to the attic
room he had shared with Tyler when he lived at home. His heart
sank as he opened the door and he saw Tyler relining on the bed
reading a magazine.
   There was good reason for Todd's apprehension based on his past
experiences with his half-brother. Tyler was older than Todd, the
product of the previous marriage of their father. He was also the
antithesis of Todd. Where Todd was blonde with blue eyes, Tyler
was dark with deep brown eyes. Todd was tall and lean although PE
classes at college had put some muscle on his arms and chest. 
Tyler was shorter, but had always been strongly built in the
thighs and shoulders.  In fact, in the frequent fights of their
childhood, Tyler always bested Todd and constantly pointed that
out to him. Tyler had also constantly taunted him that a real man
had hair on his chest and crotch, a characteristic Todd had been
slow in developing. Tyler was also quick to point out that his mom
had made sure that Tyler had been initiated into this world as a
"real man" through circumcision, while Todd's mother had insisted
her son be uncut. Many times Todd had controlled his tears and
temper when Tyler called him "Skin" or "Skinhead" in front of his
friends.
   Were it not for the fact that Tyler spent the school months
with his mother in New York and only spent the summers here, Todd
would undoubtedly run away long ago. Now as Todd looked down at
Tyler, he fought back the feelings of hate and bitterness from
their sibling childhood. He had known this day would come someday
and he had tried to bolster his own self-esteem to steel himself
for this moment, and in a controlled voice managed to say:
"Where's Dad?"   "Fortunately, he's out to his brother's making
plans." Tyler replied, not bothering to hide the dislike he
harbored for his father. Perhaps this dislike they both had for
their father was one of the only bonds they shared, which was
ironic because it was his sperm that sired them both and thus
forged their kinship. 
   Todd noticed that Tyler had laid claim to the good bed, so he
tossed his bag on the rickety, lumpy bed that he had been forced
to use whenever Tyler was home.  Tyler had always taken the best
for himself.
   "Still in school?" Tyler asked. Todd knew that this remark was
meant as a jab not a question, but controlled his sarcasm and
responded "Yeah, this is my last year. I'll graduate next spring."
   "About time." Tyler said, although without the usual disgust in
his voice.   Todd knew the next question would be the dig "Married
yet?", but Tyler surprised him by simply asking "you staying here
tonight?"   "Yeah, Dad insisted when he called. How about you?"  
"I thought maybe I'd slip off to the motel after I got here, but
he wouldn't hear of it. I guess he thought he'd have to pay for
the motel or something."   Todd shrugged his shoulders. Tyler knew
as well as he how tight their dad was and how authoritative he
could be. Although they were both too big for him to take a belt
to their bare butt, Todd knew that neither dared cross him. He
also knew that even though his dad wouldn't be home that night, he
wouldn't dare sleep in his empty bed, so he got some sheets out
the armoire and started putting them on the rickety bed. He was
tired, and even though it was still early evening, he knew that
after he took a shower he wouldn't feel like making the bed. Tyler
had gone back to reading the magazine. Anticipating a shower, Todd
remembered the sad state the bathroom was in when he was here
last. The small bathroom had been put in when the attic was
converted to a bedroom. Besides being small, its plumbing didn't
work well, especially the hot water. The shower was a small stall
with an old plastic curtain that pulled around. The toilet was
inches from the curtain track and the sink was almost on top of
the toilet. To small for a real door, there was an accordian door
that could be wrestled into place for privacy. The whole
arrangement was more a part of the bedroom rather than a seperate
room.   Completing making the bed, Todd asked over his shoulder
"Does the plumbing still work?" Tyler answered "I was actually
just going to check that out." With a squeaking of old bedsprings,
Tyler got off his bed and took the few steps to the bathroom. Todd
turned around and sat on the bed to take off his shoes. He looked
up through the bathroom door and an old ache came over him. There
was Tyler standing in front of the toilet. He hadn't changed. He
not only pulled out his penis to take a leak, but also his balls.
Then to show his great control he put both his hands on the wall,
leaning over the bowl, and letting loose with golden stream. Todd
couldn't help watching, and although not looking his way, Todd was
sure Tyler knew he was watching.
   Tyler had always been able to intimidate Todd and make him feel
self-conscious about his "inferior" body. Todd had always found it
easier to avoid ridicule when Tyler was home by dressing and
showering in the closed bathroom.  Even this occassionaly drew a
taunt from Tyler, questioning his masculinity, ashamed to show his
shrouded self. In his teens, this had affected Todd not only at
home, but carried over at school where he was very self-conscious
and avoided taking up sports and only the minimum required PE. It
wasn't until his second semester in college that he started to
overcome this paranoia.  That term he had a new room mate move
into the dorm with him. Coming from a large family of boys on a
farm, this guy had no inhibitions. His name was Roy and he had
barely got his bags unpacked before he stripped and headed for the
showers to "wash off all that farm dirt." When Roy came back from
the showers, he threw his towel in a box and plopped naked on his
bed. At first Todd was uncomfortable like he had been with Tyler,
but Roy was very unpretentious about it and besides, he was uncut
like Todd and endowed about the same. Roy didn't seem to know that
being uncut was bad and was so natural about things, that Todd
felt he would be offended if Todd made too big a deal about it. So
with some hesitency he started off that first night undressing in
the room, but he still only went to the showers when few of the
others in the dorm were around. In fact, he might not have
progressed much past that except that one morning when he snuck
off to the showers he had unknowingly awakened Roy who decided he
might as well get up and followed Todd to the showers. At first
Todd kept his back to Roy, but Roy kept talking to him which made
it ackward if not suspicious not to turn around to respond to his
questions. So with great effort he faced Roy and finished his
shower as nonchalent as he could. Back at their room, Roy
commented in his inoffensive manner that he had never seen anyone
with pubic hair as blonde as Todd's before.  Not knowing how to
respond, Todd replied that was because he bleached it.  Not seeing
this as a joke, Roy asked if the bleach made his cock burn when it
was put on. Todd had to explain that he was joking. Roy said he
was glad because he would hate to see such a nice cock get burned
or cancer or something. As off-handed as that remark was, it
struck a response in Todd. He soon found it possible to undress
completely in front of Roy. Sometimes he could even avoid getting
dressed immediately after a shower like Roy often did. He could
dry his hair, shave, and sometimes sit down for a minute before
seeking the security of his shorts. If Roy noticed any change, he
didn't comment on it except to make him more relaxed around Todd.
On several occassions Todd had gotten up earlier than the early
riser Roy. As he looked down at the sleeping Roy, he noticed a
great bulge in his shorts where the sheets had slipped away.
Although he had seen his brother with a hard-on before, he was
impressed that Roy was uncut just like he was and wondered if his
erect cock looked like his own when it was hard. But he just
shrugged and got ready for class. By the time Roy got up, his was
always back to normal.
   But that was not the same for Todd. One day after a
particularly hard day at school and work (he had to work to stay
in school), Todd returned to the dorm and took a shower. Roy was
not home, so Todd sat down on his bed for a minute in his towel.
He laid back for a second and accidently dropped off to sleep.
When he opened his eyes it morning. Roy was sitting on the edge of
his bed putting on his shoes. Todd looked down and noted that in
the night the towel had fallen away and his dick was fully erect
in plain view. Roy couldn't have possibly avoided seeing Todd's
condition and Todd was very embarrassed and quickly turned red as
he pulled the towel up. Roy noticed the panic in Todd's face, and
in his unexcited voice said "Hey, don't get upset. I have three
older brothers that slept in my room with me. In the summer we
didn't have air conditioning and so we just slept naked. Any given
morning there might be four boners. We just got used to it, just
as someday you'll have to. It almost makes me homesick."   After
that Todd tried to consciously be less self-conscious, if
possible.  Roy even got him to take a PE class with him the next
term. That got Todd interested in developing his physique which
also helped his self-confidence. It was this self-confidence that
Todd knew he would have to draw on to get through these couple of
days with his brother Tyler. Todd's musing was interrupted by the
flush of the toilet. Tyler was just putting his cock and balls
back in his pants when Todd glanced up from the floor he had been
staring at. Tyler flopped on his bed and announced "Yep, the
plumbing is in great working order" and winked. Todd ignored the
remark, preferring to look intently at the shoe he had just taken
off.   "You gonna study that shoelace all night?" Tyler queried.  
A little rankled by Tyler's smugness, Todd said "I was just
wondering why June didn't come down with you."  Tyler married June
just before Todd went to college. He had heard that things weren't
too good between them. He was determined not to get cornered by
Tyler and taking the offensive might help.  Tyler was quiet for a
long moment. Then he said "A man can only give so much of himself
before he realizes that marriage has to be a two-way street. I
gave up a lot and received little in return." Todd could scarcely
suppress a smirk. He had heard June was overbearing, but he
couldn't picture Tyler in the role he just described.
   "We finally decided to live our own lives," Tyler continued,
"so we got divorced a couple of months ago." Although he didn't
know how to follow up this offensive, Todd felt a sense of power,
knowing that Tyler was vulnerable in spite of his smugness. Tyler
was reflecting on his last words, so Todd decided to take
advantage of the moment to show Tyler his new self esteem before
Tyler found a way to intimidate him.
   He slowly began undressing, something he hadn't been able to do
in front of Tyler for many years. He neatly put away each article
of clothing as he took it off. When only his briefs remained, he
almost faltered, feeling Tyler's eyes on his back. With
determination he pulled down his briefs, put them in his bag,
turned and walked naked around Tyler's bed to the bathroom. He
knew he was holding his breath anticipating Tyler's caustic
remark. But the boldness of the action coupled with Tyler's
defensive moment seemed to have worked. Emboldened, Todd did not
pull the door closed and commenced his shower without even pulling
the shower curtains. The water took a long time to warm up, he
hadn't remembered that in his haste, but he was determined. The
cold water caused his cock to shrivel further inside the foreskin
and his balls to involuntarily draw up against his body. By
strategically turning his body he hoped his momentary defense
wouldn't be noticed. As the water warmed, and with subtle hand
lathering actions, his cock was soon back to normal and his balls
began to hang down in their sack.  A little confidence returning,
he turned his face into the shower spray and offered a full
profile to the open door.
   As he took his face out of the spray he turned slowly toward
the door hoping the warm water had done its work on his genitals.
As he opened his eyes, there was Tyler, brushing his teeth in the
sink not three feet away, seemingly oblivious to anything else. By
the time Todd had finished his shower, Tyler had washed up and was
back in the bedroom getting ready for bed. Todd reached for the
towel, but it was gone. Tyler had used it when he was washing up.
Summoning up his dwindling composure, Todd walked dripping out of
the bathroom, out the bedroom door and down the stairs to the
linen closet hoping to show casual composure.  Fetching a towel,
he strode back upstairs, closed the door and began drying himself
off, taking special care in drying his nuts and dick. While drying
his hair, he snuck a peak toward Tyler and knew that Tyler really
was noticing his performance. Tyler had undressed to his briefs
and was sitting on his bed, looking alternately at a magazine and
Todd.
   Todd was flush with victory. He had conquered his fears. Maybe
he had overdone it a little however since he began to feel his
cock swell just a little more that he had planned. An erection was
not in his plan, so he turned away from Tyler and put his foot up
on his bed to dry his toes, hoping this would help his cock from
getting stiff. One foot totally dry, still needed a little more
time.  He put down that foot and lifted the other to his bed and
leaned over to dry that foot, but in shifting his weight to the
foot on the floor, he began to lose his balance. He quickly
shifted more weight to the foot on the bed to keep from falling.
But that corner of the rickety bed could not support the
additional weight, and to avoid crashing to the floor, Todd
quickly turned to his right which propelled him backward onto
Tyler's bed. At first Todd was concerned at what a fool he had
made of himself in his hour of victory. But as he looked up at
Tyler's surprised face, he became aware of a sharp pain in his
thigh were he had twisted back.
   Tyler asked if he was alright. He sounded sincere, but Todd
knew that he was really laughing at the spectacle his half-assed
brother had made of himself.  That coupled with his pain caused
him to lash out and shout "Just leave me alone."  Todd tried to
stand, but he felt an instant "charley-horse" in his leg and thigh
and he had to lay back down in agony. He felt the bed move, and
there was Tyler at the foot of the bed grabbing at his foot. Todd
screamed at him not to touch him, but Tyler kept grabbing his
foot. Todd knew that Tyler had found a new way to cause him pain
and loathed him between waves of muscle spasms.   Tyler had
succeeded in getting a firm grip on Todd's foot and forced his
toes toward his leg and pulled on his heel. Although painful at
first, Todd soon found that this was actually helping ease the
cramps and quit fighting Tyler's efforts. Little by little the
cramps subsided and the muscles in his leg relaxed.  Anxiety
replaced the pain in Todd's thoughts. He had failed his test. The
pain in his leg had caused his cock to shrink and his nuts to draw
up, and there was Tyler smiling, obviously gloating, ready to
unleash his mockery and ridicule.
   But Tyler got up, walked around the bed to the nightstand and
took a bottle of olive oil out of his shaving bag and returned to
the foot of the bed. Rubbing some oil in his hands he began
massaging Todd's foot. It hurt at first, but the effect was
soothing. Tyler asked how far up it hurt. Todd responded all the
way to his head, but that the discomfort was most pronounced
between his foot and his butt. Tyler nodded and slowly began
massaging Todd's leg up from his ankle. Inch by inch he proceeded
to work relief into the muscles. The smell of the oil was pleasant
and Todd closed his eyes, squinting occassionally Tyler hit a sore
spot on his thigh.
   Tyler pulled Todd down further on the bed so his legs hung over
the side.  Slowly he inched higher and higher until his hands came
in contact with Todd's balls. Todd shuddered just a little, but
relaxed and concentrated on getting rid of the pain. Tyler's right
hand gently lifted Todd's balls to one side and massaged his inner
thigh. Todd opened his eyes, and the sight of Tyler holding his
balls both unnerved him and excited him. His boyhood enemy had him
physically where he had held him mentally all these years by the
balls. He noticed that the irony was not lost on his cock either,
and that it was responding by slowly swelling. He saw that this
was not lost on Tyler either as Tyler moved his balls higher and
touched his cock with his fingers, noting the involuntary jerk it
made at contact.
   Todd needed to do something, so he asked Tyler if he would
massage the back of his legs. Tyler said "Are you sure?" and Todd
responded by somewhat painfully turning over on his stomach. Tyler
began the same methodical ascent up the back of Todd's leg. Upon
reaching his upper thigh, his fingers again brushed the bottom of
Todd's balls and Todd felt his cock jerk at the touch. He wanted
to tell Tyler to quit, but Tyler had already moved his hands away.
Todd heard the olive oil bottle lid being unscrewed again. Tyler
had been holding the bottle between his legs, so the oil was
warmed when he poured it over Todd's butt.  Although just a few
drops, to Todd it felt like the whole bottle. The oil dribbled
between his butt cheeks and down his balls to the bed. Tyler began
kneeding his butt, first one side, then the other, and then he
slid one hand down the crack and pushed and massaged, then changed
hands and squeezed the other.  Then he slowly kneeded the small of
his back. Todd shifted his weight to untrap his balls and cock
that were uncomfortable.  Tyler ran his hand down Todd's back
tracing a line down and through the crack in his butt cheeks. His
hand remained there for a minute as he kneeded the inner thigh. As
his hand moved down he encountered Todd's balls which had been
forced down when he shifted his weight.  His fingers kept
accidently brushing against those balls and Todd's legs
involuntarily spread a little farther apart.
   Tyler started kneeding further down the thigh and his fingers
now rested on Todd's nuts and gently massaged them. Moving his
hand downward, Tyler now encountered Todd's penis which was now
pressed well below his balls. Tentatively at first he brushed
against the shaft and he felt a quiver through Todd's body. 
Slowly he inched lower and felt the head under the foreskin. As
his finger touched the prepuce, Todd squirmed, but made no effort
to move. Slowly Tyler fingered the skin, twirled it between his
fingers a bit, then massaged the thigh for a minute, but his hand
migrated over again and he could now feel the end of Todd's cock.
He slowly put his finger through the ring of skin and touched the
glans. The encounter was brief and hesitant. When his finger
returned it was freshly covered with oil. Slowly he inserted his
finger between the glans and the skin and started to search around
the top. He felt the skin grow tighter and the head get bigger.
   He removed his finger, and slowly moved Todd over to his back.
Tyler again began massaging Todd's thigh until his fingers again
encountered his cock. Slowly his fingers encircled the head and
gently pushed the foreskin back. Then pulled it back, leaving one
finger inside. He moved this around until it encountered the
frenum and could go no further. Slowly he peeled the skin back
again revealing the head and its eye. Squeezing the tip he made
the slit an "o" and rubbed a finger in the eye. By now Todd's cock
was fully erect and he was propped up on his elbows observing the
turn of events his massage had taken.
   He saw Tyler's cock bulging in his briefs. He moved his right
hand up Tyler's leg to the elastic of the briefs. He hooked a
finger under the elastic and felt Tyler's left ball. Struggling a
bit, he was able to get more fingers in and gently massaged his
scrotum. But that was as far as he could reach, so he grabbed the
elastic and firmly pulled down. Tyler's hand joined his in pulling
down the briefs a few inches and allow some slack in the leg
opening. His cock stretched the cotton straight out as he kneeled
beside Todd. Todd could now get his hand inside Tyler's briefs and
worked up to the base of his cock and began recipricating the
massage.
   Tyler had both hands on Todd and his fingers pulled his
foreskin in two directions until he could see the cockhead nestled
just beneath the folds of skin.  He seemed fascinated with this
same foreskin that he had so often ridiculed Todd for having.
Making a cup shape in the end of the skin, Tyler dropped more oil
inside, watching it flow down the skin, onto the glans and into
the eye.  He pulled back the skin as far as he could until Todd's
firm grasp on his own cock let him know he had gone far enough.
Then he put his thumb on top of the glans and pulled the skin back
over the glans and his thumb. Then he repeated this, using two
fingers on each side of the glans instead of his thumb. This was a
little tight, but the skin stretched until he had it up to his
knuckles. The skin was stretched until it was almost transluscent
and he could almost see his fingers through the skin. Todd
squirmed a little when he repeated this several times.  Each time
the skin was a little more supple and easier to work.   At this
point, Todd reached his other hand over and tried to remove
Tyler's briefs, so Tyler was obliged to retract his fingers and
lean forward over Todd as Todd managed to pull his briefs down to
his knees, freeing his cock. This was binding so Tyler hunched
over Todd's body so that Todd could take the briefs off
completely. As he did so, his throbbing cock brushed Todds dick
and then as Tyler lifted his feet so Todd could take the briefs
off, their cocks were mashed together for a moment. In that moment
both felt a shiver of electricity go through them. Tyler moved his
knees between Todd's legs and leaned forward and massaged his pecs
for a moment. Todd reached down and grabbed Tylers cock and pulled
it forward until he could hold both of them together in his hand.
Again that surge of electricity shot through them. Tyler pivoted
back and put his hand around their cocks just above Todd's hand.
His thumb gently rubbed against Todd's foreskin and he slowly
inserted it under the skin. It was still loose and supple, and
with his other hand he pulled the skin up as far as it could go.
Even when erect, Todd's skin extended beyond the glans now. Tyler
gently removed Todd's hand from around their rods and inched back
a few inches. He took a deep breath, and then pushed Todd's
foreskin back toward his balls, exposing the whole head.  He then
took his own cockhead and put it against Todd's. They both
shuddered when they touched. Tyler lined them up eye to eye and
took Todd's hand and put it around his rod. With both hands Tyler
pulled Todd's foreskin forward just like he had done with his
fingers inside. This time however he kept his fingers out of the
way as much as possible and after enclosing Todd's glans he pulled
the skin until it started over his own glans.
   He had always been quick to point out how much better endowed
he was than Todd. Now he found that Todd's foreskin which was
meant to cover Todd's cockhead, was straining to bridge his larger
glans. Several times the skin slipped out of his fingers as he
struggled. Todd rolled his head from side to side as Tyler made
one last pull, at the same time mashing his cock against Todd's.
The pain was sufficient for Todd's cock to soften enough for the
skin to loosen and allow it to surround Tyler's cockhead. Tyler
encircled their shafts where they were joined hoping to keep the
skin from slipping back right away. But he discovered that once
the skin had surrounded his cock, it cinched up as if trying to
hold on. He removed his hand and the dock remained intact.
   After a few minutes together, Tyler felt Todd's cock begin to
grow. Tyler slowly pulled back a little, then rocking forward
forcing the eyes of their cocks together under the skin. Todd's
stretched skin was so transluscent that he could almost see
inside. Todd reached back and grabbed Tyler's throbbing cock and
pulled it forward then back. Tyler reached out and grabbed Todd's
rod and kept up the motion going that Todd had started. The pace
quickened and Todd grabbed Tyler's balls and pulled them to the
increasing tempo. He felt Tyler's nuts tighten and knew he didn't
have to hold back anymore. Suddenly the pressure inside his
foreskin increased and it ballooned as they both came. The pain
was shortlived, as their drained cocks began softening after such
pent-up release.  Slowly semen seeped past the once tight seal
where Tyler's cockhead entered Todd's foreskin. Gradually, Tyler's
cock itself began to slip out, unleashing a flood of gism that
dripped down Todd's softening cock. Todd's skin still maintened
much of the shape it had been strethed to, making it look like a
living bugle. Tyler leaned down and softly blew a little air in
that bugle. He then looked into Todd's deep blue eyes and smiled.
Todd, looking up, saw the first genuine smile he had ever seen his
brother give him. He hadn't lost his battle. They had both won and
were now one.