Date: Sun, 26 Sep 2010 10:00:25 -0700 (PDT) From: Jon D Subject: While Minding Kevin - 10 (Revised) 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 with an incest theme. No real boys were involved. 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 you believe that this story might offend you please go to another site. You are welcome to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com While Minding Kevin - 10 (Revised) Shaun fumbled with several switches as the windshield wipers came on and fluid started squirting. "Are you sure you know how to drive this?" Kevin asked with a worried look. Shaun got the wayward wipers under control and reached for the lever to adjust the angle of the steering wheel. "Yes," he said, somewhat embarrassed, "the controls on a truck are different than on a car." Kevin looked skeptical. "But you did learn how, right?" Shaun shot him a look. "Yes, Mr. know-it-all! How do you think I got my license?" "I'm just saying," Kevin shrugged, and then sat back in the seat. Shaun had made a deal to swap Brad's truck for his scooter for the day. He had pointed out that introducing Brad to Max had to be worth something, and then had offered Brad a few bucks extra to seal the deal. "Okay, I'll do it for fifty," Brad had finally agreed. Shaun had complained that was a little high and tried to get him to take less, but Brad wouldn't budge. In the end, Shaun decided that fifty bucks was a small price to pay for what he hoped would be a very special day with his brother. "Deal," he sighed. The boys shook hands on it and exchanged keys. * * * * The road north out of town was heavy with traffic, and Shaun kept an eye out for trouble. He could feel himself gripping the steering wheel tightly as he scanned both sides of the road, and some distance up ahead. "The lake is really pretty today," Kevin said, staring out the window. "Yeah, bright sunshine, calm winds, fluffy clouds and even an ore boat," Shaun smiled, "it doesn't get much better than this." "It looks like the Edwin Gott," Kevin squinted. "Could be, she's definitely a thousand footer, and she's riding low." Shaun gave the vessel a quick look. "She must have picked up a load of taconite and is headed out." Kevin nodded. Every kid that lived near the shore knew about lakers. The huge vessels carried taconite from the Iron Range to be used in making steel, or they were used for coal or cement. Others were designed to carry grain. They all traveled to Great Lake ports and some, the salties, even went to sea. As they neared the edge of town, Shaun took the right turn onto the scenic drive, choosing to avoid the four lane expressway. It would take longer, but the scenic road followed the lakeshore, while the four lane went inland. Shaun sat back further in his seat as he grew more comfortable driving. Kevin's smile and his animated "look at that!" comments were convincing evidence that he was enjoying himself. "I think this was a great idea," Kevin finally pronounced. "I think so too," Shaun smiled. The drive was relaxing and pleasant. * * * * About an hour and a half later Shaun pulled the truck into a parking area. The sign at the entrance gave information about the place. Kevin read out loud as Shaun paused to figure out the best spot to park. "Gooseberry Falls State Park covers more than 1600 acres including wilderness trails, rivers, and numerous waterfalls. The area gets its name from native peoples that settled here including the Cree, the Dakotah, and the Ojibwe." Kevin smiled, "I never knew that," he chuckled. Shaun slid into a parking spot near a clump of trees and turned the engine off. "Grab your pack," he said as Kevin opened the door and stepped out. Kevin reached into the back, pulled out his knapsack, and strapped it on. Shaun did the same with his. "Where should we go?" Kevin asked, taking a look around. "Let's start at the lake and walk up toward the falls." "How far is it?" "The whole thing goes twenty miles." Kevin's eyes popped. "But we'll probably only walk five or six of that," Shaun laughed. * * * * The scenery was spectacular and the trails lightly used. This far away from the main tourist center, the quiet of the wilderness was easy to appreciate. The boys walked along with only an occasional comment. It seemed to Shaun almost as though they were in church, it was that beautiful. "How are you doing?" Shaun asked as, Kevin out in front, climbed between some large rocks and weaved his way around a fallen tree. "Good," his brother laughed as a chipmunk scurried past. They continued on for another mile, the grade slowly becoming steeper, making the walk a little more difficult. Shaun took the lead and pushed ahead, choosing what looked like a safer path through the rocks. The sound of the stream grew louder the closer they got to the falls. They were making good progress, but it was a tiring hike. At one point Shaun paused to catch his breath and Kevin, perhaps wanting to show off a bit, scooted past. He was now showing the way. Another half hour went by, with both guys enjoying the exercise and the time together. Shaun watched as Kevin picked his way through rocks and tree limbs tangled at the edge of the creek bed. He stumbled, but quickly recovered. A few minutes later he stumbled again. "Are you okay?" Shaun asked when it happened a third time. Kevin didn't answer, but plodded along. His path seemed somewhat aimless. "Kevin," Shaun called again, adding a touch of urgency to his voice. Kevin stopped and turned around. "I asked if you were okay?" Kevin had a perplexed look on his face, his eyes somewhat glassy. He didn't reply. Shaun drew closer. "You don't look so good," he said softly, taking his brother by the arm. Kevin gave him a bewildered stare. "Over here," Shaun said gently, tugging Kevin away from the stream to some trees. He sat Kevin down and had him lean back against an old maple. "Are your legs weak? Do they feel rubbery?" He felt Kevin's forehead. "A little," Kevin mumbled. "Do you feel like you're getting the shakes?" That was their family name for when Kevin had low blood sugar. "Maybe," Kevin mumbled, his eyes unfocused. Shaun could see Kevin was disoriented. "What do we do about the shakes?" Shaun tenderly prompted his brother, quickly pulling his pack off his back. "Eat." "You got it," Shaun smiled, pleased that Kevin had remembered. Kevin's face changed, and he got a worried look. "We don't have anything out here." His eyes started to tear. Shaun gave him a reassuring look. "Would I come all the way out here without the stuff we need?" he teased. "I wouldn't be a very good big brother if I did that, would I?" he laughed softly. Shaun could tell Kevin was becoming frightened. "Relax, it's going to be fine, start on this," he said, pulling out a chocolate bar and handing it to his brother. He reached back into the pack and took out a juice box and a foil wrapped sandwich. Shaun gently encouraged Kevin to eat, take a drink of apple juice, and then eat a bit more. "Starting to feel better?" Shaun asked softly a few minutes later. He could see his brother's eyes becoming more focused. Kevin nodded. Shaun leaned close and whispered in his ear. "Remember what you just felt like. When your blood sugar gets too low it's always going to feel like that. Don't get scared. When you feel that way, stop what you're doing. Don't ignore it. Then do what you need to do, get something to eat or ask for some help." Kevin hugged him. "Okay," he whispered. "Thanks." The boys looked into one another's eyes and Kevin grinned. He gave his brother a playful kiss on the lips. Shaun laughed, "Okay, you little monkey, you ready to kick it again?" Kevin took another swig of juice and grinned, "yeah," he said, climbing to his feet. * * * * Kevin stuffed his socks in his shoes and placed his pack and other stuff on a flat rock before cautiously wading into the pool of clear cold water. "It's freezing!" he laughed, looking back at Shaun, who was securing his own gear. The water cascading down from the heights thundered in their ears. "Don't fall on your ass," Shaun laughed as he watched his brother slip, regain his balance and then slip again on the wet rocks. There were perhaps a hundred people in the water near the base of the falls, and perhaps another hundred lining the shore. On a warm summer day the cool water was a welcome relief. Shaun waded in and made his way toward Kevin. He pointed at a large rock twenty yards further away and they both managed to get to it without getting totally soaked. "This is awesome!" Kevin grinned, staring at the falls, the people, and the fantastic sky. "Yeah, it's great," Shaun said, raising his voice so he could be heard. The two enjoyed the sun for a while, waded back into the water, and finally made their way back to shore. "Ready for the hike back to the truck?" Kevin nodded, "I'm glad it's downhill," he laughed. * * * * The Split Rock lighthouse was a short ten minute drive further north, and Shaun was eager to show it to his brother. Built in 1910 it stood at a critical point in Lake Superior and had served to protect ships from running aground for many years until more modern navigation aides were put in place. "The guy that ran this place lived here?" Kevin asked as they toured the keeper's house. "Yup, and his wife and kids." "Damn, what did they do for fun?" Shaun shrugged, "hell if I know." he laughed. The guys stood looking out over the lake from the top of the light. Narrow steel stairs had wound up several stories to where the lamp sat behind the huge lens. Shaun read from the brochure they had been given when they bought their entrance tickets. "The lighthouse features a Fresnal lens made by Barbier, Turenne, in Paris, France. It was lighted by an oil vapor lamp fueled by kerosene. The finely balanced mechanism that turned the light was powered by weights, much like a grandfather clock, the lamp revolving on bearings floating in liquid mercury." "That's amazing," Kevin grinned, checking out the highly polished glass. "I wonder who had to wash all the windows?" he giggled. Shaun smiled. "We can hike the trails around here too. Want to get down by the lake?" Kevin smiled and headed for the stairs. * * * * It was late afternoon when Shaun pulled into the lodge. Both guys were tired, in a good kind of way. As they sat at a table overlooking the lake, Kevin's stomach made a little growl. "Was that you?" Shaun snickered. Kevin blushed, "I could eat a horse!" Their server, a high school age guy, chuckled as he walked up to their table. "The horse isn't very good tonight. I'd try a T-Bone instead." Kevin giggled. The guys ordered, and it wasn't long before their meal arrived. "It's been a great day," Kevin mumbled, his mouth filled with steak. "Yeah, the best!" "So, we head home after this?" "Yeah, it's still more than an hour drive, and Brad will be looking for his ride." "I wonder how he did with the scooter?" Kevin laughed. "I can just see him riding that thing," Shaun laughed as well. After the meal, Kevin gave Shaun one of his patented `please, pretty please,' kind of looks. "I haven't had coconut cream pie in, like, forever," he said softly. "What do you think your doctor would say about that?" Kevin got a sad look. "I know, but this is a special day, right?" "If you eat pie, I'll probably have to up your insulin tonight." Kevin didn't say anything, but gave his brother a hopeful look. "Don't you dare tell mom!" Shaun sighed, and they ordered. * * * * Kevin tried to hold back a laugh as Shaun kicked the tire of the truck. They were at the side of the road, ten miles from town. "Dumb ass truck!" Shaun grumped and kicked the tire again. "Why didn't you put gas in it?" "I did!" "Well, we just ran out of gas, so you couldn't have put very much in there." "It was a quarter of a tank. We should have been able to drive for a week on that!" Kevin laughed. "Maybe with that lawn mower you call a motorcycle, but not with a truck." Shaun leaned against the fender. He considered trying to call someone on his cell phone, but decided they would have to drive all the way out. It seemed easier to look for some help right where they were. "Just flag somebody down!" he snapped and gave the truck one last kick. * * * * "About damn time!" Brad teased when Shaun knocked on his front door. "Don't even ask." Brad started to speak, but the look from Kevin basically told him he better keep his mouth shut. "Have a good time?" he asked instead. "It was great, thanks," Kevin quickly answered for both of them. Brad looked like he couldn't wait to hear the rest of the story, but didn't press things, he just exchanged keys with Shaun and that was that. * * * * It was well past ten that evening when Shaun opened the back door to the house. They dropped their knapsacks on the kitchen floor and Kevin headed to the cupboard. "I need a drink," he sighed, pulling out a glass and turning on the tap. "Get me one too," Shaun sat down at the kitchen table. There were several loud gulps as Kevin quickly downed his water, refilled the glass, and then walked over and handed it to Shaun. Shaun gave his brother a `gee thanks' look for the used glass, but the cool water hit the spot. "You want the shower first? Or should I?" Kevin shrugged, "it doesn't matter!" "You go ahead." Kevin got a mischievous look, walked over, straddled his brother's legs and sat down on his lap, facing him. "So, are we going to do it tonight? Go all the way?" Shaun smiled and wrapped his arms around him in a hug. "You sure you're ready for that?" he asked softly. Kevin snuggled a bit closer, "Been thinking about it all day." Shaun lowered his hands and gently felt his brother's ass. "I'd be up for it," he teased. Kevin snickered. "Go get showered," Shaun chuckled, "you smell nasty." Kevin laughed. * * * * Shaun had helped Kevin with his evening insulin shot and then gone downstairs to make sure all the doors were locked tight. As he came back up he heard the sound of water running in the shower. He knew Kevin often turned it on a few minutes early so it would be nice and warm. He walked into the bathroom without bothering to knock. His brother was just pulling off his socks; his shirt was already on the floor. "Want to wash my back?" Kevin chuckled, reaching for the button on his jeans. "Nah," Shaun opened the linen cupboard door and fished around with his hand pushing aside shampoo bottles, soap, toothpaste and loads of other junk that had accumulated. He found what he was looking for and pulled it out. The well worn paper carton had been way in the back. "Better use this before your shower," he said, laying the object on the counter. Kevin looked at the infant size enema syringe and scrunched up his face. "Do I have to?" he asked softly. "Well, we don't want any surprises later on." Shaun saw that his brother wasn't too keen on the idea. "You know how to use it, right?" "Yeah," Kevin sighed, no doubt remembering the times when he was little and their mom had used it on both boys. "I fill it with water and then squirt it up my butt." "Two or three times, then take a dump, and do it again." Shaun chuckled. "Remember, you were the one that said you wanted to go all the way." Kevin blushed, "I know, but I didn't think this was going to be part of the deal." * * * * Kevin was snuggled in his brother's bed when Shaun finished his turn in the shower. As he walked into his room with only a towel wrapped around himself, Shaun saw his little brother lying curled up waiting for him. He was wearing a worn red T-Shirt and the rest was covered by the sheet. "My room?" he asked softly. Kevin nodded, "it wouldn't feel right in mom and dad's." "What about your room?" "This is better," Kevin whispered. Shaun walked to the bed and pulled the towel away, his penis already swelling. Kevin slid over and made room for him. They easily got comfortable in one another's arms. Kevin had a twinkle in his eye and then giggled. "So, are you ready for this?" "It's sex, not a space shuttle launch!" Shaun laughed. Kevin laughed too. It got quiet, and then Kevin drew a little closer. Shaun kissed him tenderly. The exchange was gentle, loving, and felt wonderful. Shaun held his brother close and they continued touching, kissing, and snuggling. Kevin reached down between them and found his brother's cock. "Hm, this feels nice," he purred. Shaun reached over as well, "Undies?" Kevin smiled, "tighty whities." Shaun slipped his hand under the waistband. Kevin was hard as a rock. The boys felt each other up for a few minutes, kissing, stroking, and enjoying the feel of one another's bodies. "Okay, I've waited long enough," Kevin whispered, giving his brother a needy look. "Let's do it." "Are you sure?" Shaun whispered back. Kevin nodded. Shaun eased back a little. "Okay, if that's what you want." He kissed his brother softly one last time, "Over on your tummy," he instructed. Kevin grinned and rolled over. "Put this under your middle," Shaun said, pushing one of his pillows toward his brother, "this one you hug like it was your teddy bear," he shoved a second pillow over. Kevin got settled, his butt raised up from the pillow under his middle, and his head comfortably cradled. Shaun straddled Kevin's legs, pushed the bottom of the T-Shirt up a bit, and then gave his rear end a tender rub. "We're going to have to lose these," he said as he slowly pulled the white briefs down, exposing his brother's baby pink rear end. Kevin squirmed when they got caught on his dick. "By the way, have I ever told you that you have a cute butt?" Kevin giggled, "Yeah, once or twice." Shaun felt each ass cheek in turn. "We need to take some time to get you ready." Kevin nodded. Shaun pulled his cheeks apart and looked at the tiny slit in the middle. "Wow, that's a small hole," he whispered. "Do you think your thing will fit in there?" "I don't know." "Well I definitely want to try!" Kevin said with a worried look. Shaun shook his head, "Okay," he reached over to his nightstand, opened the drawer and pulled out a tube of lube. "Where did you get that?" Kevin asked, clearly more interested in the process than in some kind of romantic and passionate moment. "Wally World," Shaun mumbled, popping the top and squeezing. A little farting sound accompanied the first squirt of gel. Kevin's body bounced up and down a couple of times, even though he wasn't making a sound, Shaun figured he was laughing. "This is going to be cold," Shaun warned as he smeared a glob of lube around his brother's tight hole. Then he slowly pushed the tip of his finger inside. "Oh, yeah," Kevin sighed and raised his ass up a bit. "Stick it up my butt." Shaun eased his finger deeper until he was in as far as he could reach. Kevin hugged the pillow, closed his eyes, and humped his rear end up and back toward his brother's hand. "Feel good?" Kevin grunted and bounced up and down a little more. "Yeah, that feels great," he moaned. Shaun twisted his finger a few times and slowly turned it. He wanted to widen the opening. "Relax, we're going to do this for a while until you're ready for more." Kevin grunted his understanding. Looking at his younger brother face down, ass up, hugging a pillow really turned Shaun on. His cock was throbbing with anticipation. He drilled in and out of Kevin's butt, feeling the tight anal ring gripping him like a rubber band. "Your ass won't let go of my finger," he chuckled as Kevin kept up his humping motion. After several more minutes Shaun thought his brother was ready for more, so he positioned a second finger near the first. "Push out," he whispered as he slowly added it and eased both forward. "Oh, oh, it hurts!" Kevin whined softly, starting to squirm, pulling his ass back. Shaun didn't take his hand away, but he did lean over and whispered in Kevin's ear. "How much do you want this?" Kevin whined, wiggled his butt, and then calmed a little. He put his head down further into the pillow and Shaun watched him bite it. He shuddered for a moment, two of his brother's fingers just inside his asshole. He didn't move. "Want to stop?" Shaun asked tenderly, pulling out just a tiny, tiny, bit. Kevin trembled. "No," he finally whispered and bit the pillow again. Shaun held his hand steady, then ever so slowly pulled back further and then pushed forward, the in and out motion slowly spreading the tight opening. Several minutes went by without either boy making a sound. Then Shaun heard a sniff. As he listened more closely he heard a pained little whimper. Gently he pulled his fingers away and lay down so he was face to face with his brother. Tears were coming from Kevin's eyes. Shaun snuggled him close. "You don't have to do this." Kevin wrapped his arms around him and they held each other tenderly. "I wanted to let you." "I know," Shaun whispered, brushing a lock of hair from Kevin's eyes. They stared at one another, "Maybe another time." Kevin started to cry. "I wanted it today." Shaun hugged him as he continued to cry softly. Eventually Kevin fell asleep and so did Shaun. * * * * Shaun didn't know what time of the day or night it was. He woke to the feeling of something wet and warm on his dick. He looked down and Kevin was slowly licking and sucking him. "That feels nice," Shaun sighed when Kevin took a break and looked up. Kevin smiled back. Without a word he rolled Shaun to his back, straddled him, and then started to sit down. "No," Shaun started to say but Kevin touched his lips with a finger. "I'm ready," he whispered. Shaun felt the head of his cock settle into the crease between his brother's butt cheeks. Kevin reached back and tried to center the head on the target. Shaun helped by holding the shaft firm as Kevin slowly lowered himself onto his dick. The first three minutes seemed like three hours as Kevin bravely started, stopped, and then started again, inserting his brother's penis into his ass. With a wince, a yelp, and then a sucking in of air, they both knew that it had finally happened. "Oh fuck, oh fuck that hurts!" Kevin whimpered, his face scrunched up in pain. Shaun wanted to pull out and make it all stop, but Kevin was in charge. He was the one that wanted this. As Shaun watched, Kevin slowly grew more comfortable. He rose up on his knees and then lowered himself on the hard pole, gaining confidence as he went along. Shaun rubbed his chest and encouraged him, making sure he didn't do anything that would hurt him. Perhaps five minutes went by before Kevin had the relaxed look of someone who was starting to enjoy the experience. "Oh, that's amazing," Kevin whimpered as he rode up and down on his brother's cock. There was little doubt it was rubbing his love button deep inside. He bounced on it like sitting on a beach ball. Kevin opened his eyes and looked down at his brother. "Now I know why guys like this," he smiled. Shaun smiled back at him and softly rolled him off. When Kevin was on his back he pushed his legs toward his shoulders. Kevin grinned when Shaun rubbed the head of his dick against his hole. Shaun leaned down for a kiss, and when Kevin opened his mouth Shaun slid both his tongue and his cock inside his brother. Kevin moaned in delight as Shaun pushed the head of his dick deep into his rectum. The kiss went on as Shaun started to fuck. It wasn't surprising that it didn't last too long. Shaun couldn't be expected to hold on with such a tight ass milking him. Kevin, for his part, was moaning continually as he lifted his feet and pulled them back toward his ears. His rear end welcomed the pounding that Shaun was giving it. "Fuck it, fuck it good!" Kevin begged as Shaun thrust in and out as hard as he could, changing the speed and the angle as he went along. The sloppy wet sounds of a cock in a well lubed hole filled the room. Shaun's nuts slapped against Kevin's upturned ass. "Oh shit, here it comes!" Shaun finally grunted, slamming home one last time. He shuddered and unloaded. "Ugh, ugh," he panted as squirt after squirt of cum pulsed through his dick and flooded his brother's ass. Kevin whined and wiggled under him. "Do it more!" he begged. Shaun thrust in and out a few more times, but then stopped, exhausted and spent. He reluctantly pulled his softening dick out of his brother's hole. Kevin put his legs down and after a moments rest, crawled onto Shaun's chest. They kissed long and tenderly. "That was incredible," Shaun finally managed. Kevin sighed, "the best!" They lay quietly for a few minutes. "Did you get off?" Shaun asked, looking into Kevin's eyes. "Not yet," he whispered. "Want me to suck it?" Kevin thought a moment. "My butt wants some more," he giggled. "Sorry, I won't be ready again for a while." Kevin made a sad face. Shaun cupped Kevin's rear end in his hands. They kissed and Shaun ran a finger up and down Kevin's crack. "That feels nice," Kevin whispered when the kiss ended. "I've got an idea," Shaun smiled. Moments later Kevin was standing by the side of the bed, giving Shaun a puzzled look. Shaun got behind him and pushed him forward a little, Kevin put his hands down to support himself. Shaun nibbled his brother behind the ear. "Jerk it," he whispered. Kevin lifted one of his hands from the bed and put it on his dick. Just as he wrapped his fingers around it, Shaun kissed him behind the ear once again, and a finger slowly pushed its way up his butt. "Oh fuck, this is going to be nice!" Kevin giggled as he arched his back and spread his legs a little. "Knock yourself out," Shaun laughed softly, probing deeper and finding the right spot. Kevin moaned, started to jerk, and pushed his rear end back onto his brother's hand eagerly fucking himself. When he came, Kevin shot the load of his life. * * * * Comments? Story ideas? Please write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Thanks, Jon.