Date: Sat, 03 Aug 2002 13:58:28 +0000
From: Jeffrey Jeffy <jeffs71@hotmail.com>
Subject: Back Doodles Part 2

"Back Doodles Part 2"

By Jeffy


All of the usual disclaimers apply.  This story is entirely fictional.  No
house pets, rain forests or lab animals were harmed in the writing of this
story.  It is intended for adults only.  You can send comments or
constructive criticism to Jeffs71@Hotmail.com.  Flames will be ignored so
don't bother.  This story has been copyrighted by the author.  You may, of
course, download it for your enjoyment, send it to your friends, even use it
on your website as long as access to the site is free, it is not changed in
any way and I'm credited as the author.

This story depicts minors and adults having unprotected, unsafe sex.
Obviously, this is not real life and should be taken as such.  Otherwise,
enjoy!


Otherwise, enjoy!


"Suck what?" - - C. Dracula

John proved easy to find.  He was in his back yard hammock, snoozing away
the lazy summer afternoon.  Mike just looked at his shirtless form, watching
as his slim chest rose and fell.  John was on his back, one arm thrown above
his head exposing a still-hairless, pale underarm.  Mike stood there for a
long time watching his buddy sleep while a nameless feeling rose up inside
of him, pervading him, overwhelming his entire being.  He still felt like he
was flying, while his head still buzzed from his incredible sex session with
his little brother.

Ever so gently Mike slid in beside his lifelong friend.  John, as always,
slept like a log and didn't even stir during this process.  A gentle breeze
blew over the boys, causing gooseflesh and in John's case, his nipples to
become hard.  Mike got a devilish idea; could be give his best friend a wet
dream right there on the hammock?

Hardly able to control himself, Mike stroked John's smooth chest, right down
the center.  "So smooth, so soft, so warm, wonderful," Mike thought to
himself.  He kept his touch feathery light to keep from waking his buddy as
he stroked the bigger boy's nipples, feeling them harden even more under his
ministrations.  John stirred and moaned in his sleep, his shorts tenting
out.

It was working!  John was having a horny dream!  Encouraged, Mike continued
to stroke until John surprised the shit out of him by rolling over, grabbing
Mike in his sleep, and beginning to dry-hump against the startled boy.  This
wasn't quite going as planned!  Mike decided to go with the flow as he
humped back against his buddy until, finally, John shuddered and collapsed
in his sleep, his shorts flooding with teen cum.

Mike was a little disappointed since he was a few minutes from cumming, but
he was happy that he could give his friend a good time, even if he was
asleep.  John stirred, perhaps feeling the cooling puddle of cum in his
shorts, and his eyelids fluttered open.

"Morning, glory," Mike giggled at his friend.

John looked back at him with suspicion.  "Hi," was all he said.  Then he
became aware of what was in his shorts and of Mike lying beside him.

"Did you have fun with me while I was asleep?  It's not bad enough, you've
gotta do this to me too?"  He angrily got out of the hammock, his neck and
face going red.

Mike just looked at him with that silly smile on his face.

"Well, what?  Say something, damn it!"  John raged at mike, fists clenched
as he stared at that stupid smile in his friend's face.

"You're beautiful when you're mad, did you know that?"

Now it was John's turn to stare.  "You drunk or something?  Your eyes look
weird!"

Mike advanced on John, the same smile on his face, until their noses were an
inch apart.  He felt Mike's breath on his cheek before turning away and
stomping his way across the yard.  Mike tackled him from behind.

"Get off me!  What're you, on drugs or something?  Where've you been all
day?"  For some reason Mike seemed to have found an unexpected reservoir of
strength from somewhere as he easily pinned his bud to the warm grass.

"I had to give Danny an enema, he's sick.  Oh, I also finger-fucked him,
sucked his dick, stuck my tongue up his ass.  Made him cum like five times.
How's your day been?"  His head still felt like it was floating, detached
from the rest of his body.

John just stared up at the smaller boy.  Was he serious?  From his buddy's
strange behavior, John thought he just might be.  Just the thought was
enough to make his dick twitch in his cum-filled shorts.  This was all just
too weird!

"I gotta clean up," he muttered, leading his friend inside to his room.  As
they walked in to his room he felt Mike embrace him from behind, running his
hands up and down his smooth chest, tweaking his nipples, until John felt
thrill shivers chase each other up his spine.  He felt Mike's breath on his
ear as the other boy plastered himself against his back, causing more
shivers.  Reluctantly, John broke their embrace, sliding his shorts down and
stepping out of them; the strong smell of barely teenaged cum filled the
room.

Mike wanted to lick the cum, cold or not, off of his friend but figured that
it might be a bit much at this point.  He just settled for sitting on the
bed, looking at his beautiful, naked friend as said friend cleaned the cum
off of his clean, hairless groin.  Then, seized by an idea, he wrestled John
onto the bed, laughing as John fought back and eventually succeeded in
pulling Mike's shorts off.  They were now naked in bed, facing each other,
looking into each other's eyes.  Laughter was forgotten as the boys snuggled
close to each other, making maximum skin contact, the wonderful warm
feelings coursing through both of their bodies.

Each boy desperately wanted to kiss the other, to taste each other's mouth,
but both figured that it was just too gay.  Their bodies moved, almost of
their own accord, as the boys gyrated and humped, whimpering with pleasure.
Finally, unable to stand any more, Mike held his bud as close as he could,
grunting as he shot his cum, coating both of them from chest to groin as he
shot time after time, big, thick ropes of teen cum.  John, having just cum,
took a minute or so longer to shoot, adding his own large load to the slime
covering the boys.  Finally, they calmed down and just held each other, the
warm afterglow enveloping them.

Looking down, they both began to laugh.

"A towel isn't gonna do it for this bud.  We need a shower!"  John couldn't
believe how much they'd shot or how good it felt as he struggled not to get
cum all over the sheets.  Giggling, he took his buddy's hand as they both
scampered to the shower, not seeing Jake as he stared, wide eyed at the two
cummy lovers.

"Cool," Jake thought to himself, "now I have someone to talk brother-sex
with!"  Not being one to waste time, he ran next door to talk to Danny.

For the older boys, the shower was pure heaven.  Warm, soapy water combined
with gentle hands, seeking, caressing, rubbing, until both of them shot yet
another load right there in the shower stall.  Tired now, they finished
cleaning up and went back to John's room to dry off.

Mike was staring at his naked, gorgeous bud as said bud dried off and
applied a spritz of deodorant under each arm.  After a second, he looked
over at John and tossed him the can.

"Stinky pits?"  John grinned at his bud as he asked the question.  Mike
nodded wordlessly as he sprayed his own underarms.

"Yeah, me too.  Sometimes this puberty stuff is the pits!"  John giggled at
his own joke as Mike rolled his eyes.

"I've fallen in love with a loony-toon," Mike opined.

"Where is he?  I'll beat the shit out of him!"

Giggling, both boys settled down for a well-deserved nap in John's bed,
snuggling close.

Next door, their little brothers began to scheme in earnest.

Mike got permission for John to stay over that night, while his brother
stayed over at Jake's house to do some serious scheming.

Mike's parents noticed that both boys were a bit quiet at dinner, but put it
down to normal (if you can call it that) raging teen hormones.  That is, his
dad did, but his mom couldn't help but see the looks that passed between the
boys as they ate.  As usual, both ate like they hadn't seen food in a week,
downing potatoes and roast like they were going out of style.

"Could you please pass the roast?"  John's request interrupted Mike as he
was trying to play footsie under the table.  Mike blushed prettily as he
passed the roast, taking another piece for himself.  His mom watched with
approval as her eldest ate.

"John, eat up.  It's always nice to see a boy with a healthy appetite,"
Mike's mom told them.

His dad just snorted.  "He's a bottomless pit, just like someone else I
could mention.  In an hour they'll be wanting cake."

John swallowed his potatoes.  "I like food, real food, not junk food.  Not
cake and cookies and stuff.  But I just might be talked into ice cream
later," John said hopefully.  Mike's dad gave another snort of laughter.

"So what have you boys been up to today?  Plotting to take over the world?"
Mike's dad cracked them both up with that, timing it just right as John
almost choked on his water.

"No, but I think the terrible twosome might be.  I saw them earlier in full
plotting mode," Mike's mom put in.  Both boys groaned.  One of their little
brothers was bad enough, but when they got together they almost approached a
natural disaster.

"Are they on a mission, or are they 'intrepid explorers' this time?" Mike's
dad wanted to know.

The little brothers basically had two sorts of plots, one there they spied
on people while wearing sunglasses and humming the theme to "Mission:
Impossible" and the other where they were jungle explorers.  The latter
normally involved one of them wearing Mike's dad's old souvenir pith helmet
he'd gotten many years ago at Lion Country Safari as they stalked their wild
game and of course documented the wildlife they found.  Both sets of parents
had been particularly amused at the boys' documentary on "The Wild Teenage
Princess", Sarah from down the street (but were careful not to show it in
front of the little ones).  She'd made the mistake of bad-mouthing the
little terrors in front of her teenage friends and they'd done a rather
witty little film of her daily routine.  Their commentary was very dry and
droll, and their humor cutting, even if their editing lacked polish.  Of
course that particular prank also got the boys grounded for a month, which
they accepted as all a part of the deal (and well worth it as far as they
were concerned).

Mike's parents, knowing that the older boys were probably the unwitting
victims this time, shared a laugh behind their napkins.  The boys were
somewhat less amused.

"If they screw up my video camera again, I'm gonna ground Danny 'till he's
18." Mike's dad said.  He chuckled a bit and went back to eating.

After dinner, the boys went up to Mike's room to lounge around, roam the
Internet, and shoot the shit.  Mike wanted desperately to talk out his
feelings, while John wanted to touch Mike.  They both took off their shirts
and sat on the bed in just their boxers as they relaxed.

"Those are some cool boxers, bud," Mike enthused, taking in John's almost
nude form and his purple paisley boxers.

"Yours too man," John complimented his friend on his choice of red plaid
boxers.  John took the bull by the horns as he placed one hand on his bud's
chest, then the other, gently stroking the smooth, warm flesh.  He worked
his fingertips in a circular motion centered on Mike's nipples, which stood
up immediately.  Smiling, he watched Mike's eyes glaze over as the other boy
was overcome with the wonderful feelings his friend was giving him.

As he worked his way down to Mike's just-forming abs, John noticed Mike's
boner tenting out his boxers and smiled to himself.

Mike kept trying to talk to John about things, but the thoughts just
wouldn't form in his head.  He made a valiant effort as John tweaked his
nipples, driving all coherent thought out of his head.  Finally, Mike gave
up and began stroking John's smooth, defined chest, exploring, squeezing the
hardening nipples, investigating the soft, warm cavern of John's hairless
underarms.  The boys were now in a semi-embrace as they touched and
caressed, moaning into each other's bare shoulder.  They longed to kiss each
other, to let their tongues explore, to taste each other's mouths, but again
each was afraid the other boy would think it was too gay.  They tried to
keep the noise down since they knew they couldn't make too much noise or one
of the adults would come upstairs to investigate.

Finally, after both boys could stand it no longer, they reached into each
other's boxers and began to gently, tentatively wank each other.  John used
a straight up and down motion, while Mike liked to incorporate a twisting
motion as well.  Soon both boys felt like they were going to explode!  John
felt his buddy's cock swell in his hand and quickly, on impulse, lowered his
head and began sucking on Mike's dick as the other lost control totally and
began to cum as he never had before, shooting and shooting.  Spurt after
spurt of creamy boy-cum was deposited in John's eager, sucking mouth.

Mike just stared, cross-eyed, as John actually went down on him and
swallowed his cum!  He couldn't believe the incredible feelings as it felt
like his whole being was being pulled out of the head of his dick over and
over again as he shot harder than ever before in his life.  Finally, even
the dribbles stopped as he collapsed on the bed, sweating and panting as
John continued to suck gently.  He'd never even imagined anything this good!

John had decided to swallow Mike's cum totally on impulse, and didn't quite
know what to do as the first spurt exploded in his mouth.  It tasted more or
less like his own, but a little different, not as salty with more of an
overtone of sweetness.  The raw sexiness of what he was doing penetrated his
brain as he swallowed for the first time and felt the hot, gooey cum slide
down his throat.  Untouched, his own dam burst as he shot his load into his
boxers, pumping out ropes of teen cum.

Finally unable to stand any more pleasure, Mike forced John off his still
semi-hard dick.  They both just lay there recovering for a while.  Mike,
grinning, stripped off John's shorts and proceeded to lick up the cum.  He
very industriously licked up every drop, not sure if he liked the taste or
not, but loving the fact that it was John's.

Throughout their antics, neither boy noticed their little brothers just
outside the door, recording everything, grinning, with hard little
boy-boners in their shorts.  This was gonna be a great documentary!

In the days that followed, Mike and John were a bit oblivious to things
around them, as lovestruck boys tend to be, giving the little brothers any
number of good chances to film the wildlife (so to speak).  They got stills
and vids of the older boys touching, licking, and sucking each other off.
This was in addition to the ones they got of their brothers sleeping in each
other's arms, relaxing, and just being with each other.  On the whole both
little brothers thought the whole thing was rather sweet, and besides their
big brothers were giving them great ideas for their own sex sessions.

One sweltering day both boys were just relaxing in the hammock out back,
they heard the sounds of their little brothers horsing around in the house
(translation: running around like banshees and screaming at the top of their
lungs) and then, abruptly, silence.  They knew that the silence was ominous,
so they went to investigate, and what they found totally floored them.  As
they crept quietly up to Jake's room, they saw Jake and Danny engaged in a
furious 69.  The older boys watched, spellbound, as their little brothers
went at it like there was no tomorrow, sucking, licking, and fingering each
other's butts.  The raw heat coming off of the little ones was incredible,
as they grunted and sucked their way to a pair of titanic dry orgasms.  They
were particularly touched by how tenderly their little brothers kissed
afterward, brushing the others' sweaty hair out of their respective eyes.
John and Mike quietly crept back downstairs and got back into the hammock.
Mike finally got his wish to talk to John.

"That was soooo hot!  Did you see them going at it?"  John was almost
panting with excitement.

"Yeah, they got me all worked up, that's for sure," Mike replied, stroking
John's chest.  John just lay back in the hammock

"How about them kissing?  They were swapping tongues pretty good there."

"I thought it was sweet," Mike said a bit wistfully.  More than anything
else in the world he wanted to kiss John.

"Please kiss me," he thought, "I want to kiss you and I want you to kiss me!
  Just move your head forward a couple of inches, please!"  He didn't know
that John was thinking the same thing right back at him.  Both boys were
hesitant to cross this final bridge, to do something that they both thought
of as "gay".

After a few seconds the awkward moment between them passed.  They were both
relieved and disappointed at the same time.

"Would you let me do something?  Please?"  Mike asked quietly, looking right
into John's eyes.

"Sure, anything," John breathed back at his bud, wondering what Mike wanted
to do to him.  He trusted Mike like nobody else on earth, so he just put his
hands behind his head and lay back.

Mike moved close to his lover, caressing his chest, until he placed both
hands against John's chest, closing his eyes, moving closer until his head
lay against John's slim, hairless chest.  He stayed like that for a long
minute.

"What..." John began.

"Shhh! Just shhhh," was Mike's response as he stayed in the same position
for a couple more minutes.

"How was it for you?" John wanted to know after Mike had settled back beside
him with kind of a dreamy look in his eyes.

"Great," was the reply, "I heard you.  Your heart beating, you breathing,
even your stomach gurgling a little.  It was cool!"

"You're so weird, it's a good thing I like you."  Boyish laughter followed.

"Did you mean what you said, you know, that night?"  By tacit agreement they
hadn't mentioned John's very first bender since it happened, but Mike really
wanted to know.

John just sighed deeply.  "Yeah, I did.  I know, you don't love me back, not
like that..."

"Hey, I don't listen to just anybody's insides like that.  I do but..."

"You don't quite know what to do next, right?  I feel like that too."  John
fell silent as he tried to think.  What did lovers do, besides sex?

"So what now, " Mike wanted to know, "do we like get married or what?"

"Hmmm, I don't think we can.  Why don't we just go inside for now?"

The big decision made, they repaired to Mike's room, where they got naked
and climbed into his bed.  Their hearts were pounding in their chests since,
although they'd had sex before, this was going to be LOVE.  Neither was
quite sure what to expect.

Once they got into bed, Mike got in behind John and tried to think; what did
lovers do that they hadn't already done?  They whispered sweet nothings to
each other, he supposed, but he wasn't sure he knew any.  He opened his
mouth to whisper something (he really had no idea what) when he gently
licked the inside of John's ear instead, mostly out of desperation.

The effect on John was nothing short of amazing!  He went rigid, then limp,
then he began to moan as Mike nibbled on the sensitive earlobe.  This was
great!

Mike, much encouraged, decided to go for broke and whisper a sweet nothing.

"How about some sweet monkey love?"  He whispered gently, licking a little
right behind John's ear.  John began to shake on the bed, putting his hand
over his mouth, as Mike thought he'd done something wrong.  Then he realized
that John was laughing!

"You're supposed to get turned on, not laugh!"  Mike was indignant while
John just laughed harder, the tears rolling down his face.

"M-m-m-monkey love?  Where'd you hear that?"

"I read it in a story on the Internet, if you must know," Mike answered,
still feeling a little put out.  The mood was decidedly ruined now.

Suddenly, John began jumping around on the bed, making monkey noises, and
pretty soon Mike joined in the fun, dong the same.  Their pesky little
brothers, hearing the commotion, came upstairs to investigate and soon there
were four boy-monkeys jumping around the room.

"Hey!"  The shout startled them all.  It was Mike's mom, brandishing her
weapon of choice, a large wooden spoon.  They all stopped dead in their
monkey-tracks.

"Any monkeys jumping on the bed are gonna get hot monkey-butts!  That goes
for big monkeys as well as little monkeys!"

She turned around and exited the room, followed by one small "Ooo-aaa!" from
somewhere inside.  She turned and gave them all the hairy eyeball for
several long seconds before finally leaving.

Being boys, they all burst into laughter as soon as she was safely
downstairs.  The little brothers tried to tickle their big brothers into
submission, but didn't count on them not playing fair, the result being that
they all laughed themselves breathless.  John had a fine case of the hiccups
and kept giggling and saying, "Monkey love!" under his breath.  Finally, the
older boys shooed the little ones back to Jake's room so that they could get
on with things, so to speak.  But alas, it was not to be that afternoon; as
the boys lay against one another relaxing, they fell asleep and contentedly
napped until suppertime.

Fortunately, John had secured permission to sleep over for the weekend.  He
and Mike tried and tried to be alone all day on Saturday, but it seemed like
someone was always around and they dared not do anything.  Finally, they
were called on to watch their little brothers while both sets of parents
went out to dinner and a movie.  As they demolished a large pizza, all the
boys felt an incredible level of sexual excitement.  The older boys knew
that something special was going to happen tonight, but neither had a clear
idea of what.  They left the little brothers to their own devices after
telling them sternly not to break anything, leaving them with a movie in the
DVD player and a large bowl of popcorn.

Once they were upstairs, John and Mike got naked immediately, eager to touch
and explore.  They fell on the bed in a tangle of arms and legs, giggling,
as both boys simultaneously tried to touch each other all over.  As they
did, they quickly moved into 69 position, both eager to get their mouths on
one another.  Both boys started by just licking the wonderful, warm, hard
tool in front of them.  Soon they had pre-cum on their tongues as they
sucked, being very careful to keep their teeth off.

Mike had a hard time at first, unsure as to whether to concentrate on
sucking or being sucked; he kept losing his rhythm.  John had no such
problem, hinting at prior experience.  He solved the problem by starting to
gently rock his leg back and forth, inducing a slow, gentle rhythm of
sucking that they both enjoyed.  Soon deep sighs, wet sucking, and heavy
breathing filled the room.  They were in heaven!  At one point Mike was a
bit surprised to find that he'd taken John's entire dick down his throat
without choking.

Being boys, neither of them had any thoughts of holding back, and soon they
were bucking their hips and frantically unloading their barely teenaged
loads in each other's mouths.  They eagerly lapped it all up, gently sucking
for more as the dick in their mouths jumped and spurted time after time.
Finally, exhausted, they collapsed on the bed, gasping like landed fish.
They felt closer to each other than ever as they gently nursed on the
deflated members in their mouths.

John separated Mike's butt cheeks and took in the astounding sight before
him.  Mike's puckered, pink butthole was still twitching from his orgasm.
John wondered if his own was doing the same as a devilish idea came to him.
He lifted Mike's soft, wonderful ball sack and licked under it, moving
slowly along the line of raised skin toward the cute pink opening in front
of his nose.  It didn't smell, really, and what there was wasn't bad, just
musky and exciting.  Taking the plunge, he licked all around the opening,
getting closer and closer, until finally he licked right on it.

Mike wanted to return the favor, but he just couldn't cope with the
wonderful, warm feelings currently surging through his body.  He just lay
back, unable to move, as he let his best buddy have his way with him.  He
relaxed even more, going limp on the bed, arms splayed out, breathing
deeply.

John was licking right on Mike's butthole, finding very little taste as he
went to town, hardly noticing that his own dick was again rock-hard and
throbbing.  He pressed the tip of his tongue against the opening and gently
pushed, expecting resistance.  He was surprised when Mike's sphincter
relaxed, letting his tongue into the warm, velvety opening.  This was great!
  He then began moving his tongue in and out, tongue-fucking his best bud in
earnest, slobbering all over the pink butthole like crazy.  Finally, out of
breath, he pulled back a bit.

Mike's butthole remained open, glistening wetly, as John got behind his
friend, lined up his dick, and pressed it firmly home, not stopping until it
was totally embedded in Mike's willing ass.  Mike, taken totally by
surprise, didn't have time to tense up.  By the time he realized that he was
taking John's dick up his butt it was already all the way up there.

Both boys froze on the bed, breathing hard. John held totally still, trying
not to cum right away, and just incidentally letting Mike get used to the
hard cock up his butt.  Their breathing slowed somewhat, and John, feeling
Mike's hole relax, began to move slowly in and out.  It was great!  He had
to grit his teeth hard to keep from exploding right away.

If John was in heaven, Mike was decidedly not.  Although he'd stuck his
finger up his butt many times, he found the reality of getting fucked to be
not as much fun as he'd imagined.  Oh sure, it felt good, but it wasn't as
wonderful as he'd thought it would me.  Both boys were lying on their sides,
and John had to shift a bit so his leg wouldn't cramp.  As he did so, John's
dick penetrated a bit further than before; Mike spasmed wildly on the bed as
his love button was pushed, hard.

John stopped, holding still as he could.

"Did I hurt you?  Are you OK?"  He realized that he only been focused on HIS
pleasure, with no concern for his lover at all.  He vowed mentally NEVER
lose sight of the fact that he was making love to another human being.

"Yeah, that was great!  Do it again, just like that!"  Mike was panting as
John cuddled him close, licking his ear, now truly making love to him.  This
was more like it!  John reached around and began lovingly wanking his lover,
amazed at how hard the dick he found there was.  The pre-cum and sweat began
to flow freely as the boys made love, grunting and humping on the bed with
total abandon.

"AUUUGGGGGGHHHH!  Yeah, more, more, yeah, more!"  John was almost shouting
as he voiced his pleasure, while Mike could only emit strangled grunts.

In all too short a time both boys were on the edge, not even thinking about
holding back.  Then, suddenly, Mike began to shoot, his boyhole frantically
clamping down on John's dick.  This, of course, set John off, and he began
to pump as hard as he could, unloading his huge, gooey load in John's ass.
They both came and came in the hardest orgasms of both their lives, feeling
like it would never end.  Finally, spent and sweaty, they collapsed on the
cummy bed, recovering.  Mike wiped the sweaty hair out of John's eyes and
settled down, holding his lover close.  Both boys sighed, and looked over at
the door.

It was wide open the whole time!

"Shit!"

"Damn!"

John quickly got up and rushed over to the door, shutting and locking it
quickly.  His semi-hard dick popped out of John's ass with a wet, plopping
sound in his haste.  He stood, panting, his back against the door as he took
in the incredible sight of his lover and best bud lying exhausted in a pool
of his own cum.  He walked over to John and looked into his eyes, getting a
blank stare in return.

"Um, Maybe we'd better get cleaned up.  C'mon."  He took Mike's hand and led
the unresisting boy to the bathroom, where they proceeded to take a quick
shower.  Mike slowly revived from his sexual daze.  That done, they changed
the bed sheets, putting the soiled ones into the washer and starting it.
Sated and tired, they went downstairs to relax with their little brothers.

Once down there, the scheming little ones smirked at their older siblings,
having a pretty good idea what their big brothers were dong upstairs.

"Ready?"  Jake asked.

"Yep, it's showtime!"  Danny replied.

"You guys wait here. We'll be right back," Jake told the older boys.  He and
Danny were gone for only a couple of minutes while their brothers tried to
figure out what the little ones were up to.

Their little brothers walked back in accompanied by a "Ta-daaaaa!"  The
older boys did a double take.

Danny walked in sporting his pith helmet, a hardon, and nothing else.  Right
beside him was Jake, who, not having a pith helmet, had settled for wearing
a red bandanna around his neck to go with his own hard on.  He also carried
a clipboard, making him feel very official.

"Now presenting, for your enjoyment and edification, the latest documentary
from DanJak Productions!"  Jake walked over to the DVD player and inserted a
disc, which began to play.  The introduction music to National Geographic
began to play, along with a picture of Mike and John snoozing in the
hammock, holding each other, then the title appeared on the screen, "Love
Bugs". The younger boys laughed as the older ones squirmed, wondering what
their little brothers had captured on film.

It turned out that they'd managed to capture almost everything on film.  The
older boys wee treated to nearly a half hour of them on screen cuddling,
holding each other, sucking, and even dong a 69.  Although they didn't want
to admit it, seeing themselves on TV made them both hotter then they'd ever
been.

The video continued, interspersed with comments like, "Being careful not to
spook the teenage lovers, we sneak up on them with the utmost care..." and
other choice psuedo-nature commentary.  Jake stepped forward with his
clipboard.

"Symptoms of love," he announced," documented by the daring boy-explorers!
Making goo-goo eyes."  A few seconds of John and Mike doing that appeared on
the screen, and Jake checked off that item on his clipboard.

"Excessive touching and playing footsie," Jake announced, as footage of the
boys doing that came on the screen.

"Think anybody would be interested in a documentary on getting rid of pesty
little brothers?"

"Yeah," Mike replied, "we could market it over the Internet and make a
fortune!"  The little brothers ignored this interplay as being beneath their
notice.

Jake went on with his checklist, until he got to the last item.  "Kissing.
This behavior has not yet been observed in the wild."  Jake and Danny looked
at their big brothers expectantly.

John and Mike just looked at each other.

"I didn't think you'd want to, it's, like, so gay and all," Mike said.

"You twit, I thought the same!  I've been wanting to kiss you for weeks,"
John said, as they fell into each other's arms, their lips locking
immediately.  They wasted no time before they were trading hot gobs of spit
and exploring each other's mouths with wild abandon.  The little ones were
spellbound, looking on in awe as their big brothers went at it.  Finally,
the older boys had to come up for air.

"Love you." John breathed.

Mike smiled at his friend and lover.  "And you're not even drunk this time!
How amazing.  Love you back!"

For a time all that could be heard in the room were murmurings of "Love
you"! and the sound of gentle kisses being given.  The younger boys stood
rooted to the spot, hardly daring to breathe.

John and Mike looked at each other from a distance of about three inches,
and both of them had the same idea.  They began to slowly stalk toward their
little brothers who froze completely, not expecting this turn of events at
all.  They now knew what a gazelle felt like when it saw a tiger stalking
it.

"Spotting their natural prey in its native environment," John began, "the
wild horny teenagers begin a careful stalk!"

Mike took up the narrative where his lover left off.  "They approach slowly,
careful not to alarm the prey until they are within striking distance!"

"And then it's too late!"  John shouted and began the chase as their little
brothers stared at them, gulped, and took off, yelling at the top of their
lungs.  At some point they all crossed paths and Mike ended up chasing Jake
while John was hot on Danny's trail.  This continued for a while, all of the
boys having a great time, until they ended up back in the den, out of
breath.  Danny had lost his pith helmet somewhere in the chase and Jake's
bandanna was twisted around backwards as they sat on the couch, still
laughing, when, suddenly, their big brothers pounced again, this time
pinning them down on the couch and beginning to play with their boners.

John was gently, slowly caressing Danny's smooth skin while Mike did the
same to Jake.  Both older boys found that they didn't mind switching little
brothers like this, and from the blissful expressions on their little
brothers' faces they were definitely enjoying the attentions.  Mike glanced
over and saw his best bud giving his little brother the blowjob of his short
little life, and decided what the hell.

He went down on Jake's hard, slim rod and sucked with abandon, before
deciding to do it properly.  He loved the feel of it in his mouth, and the
way that Jake was slowly stroking his face and head.  Mike did notice that
Jake's dick was as straight as a pencil, while Danny's (the one he was used
to) had a slight upward curve to it.  The hard yet soft little cock and warm
little balls both fit quite nicely in his mouth.

It didn't take long before Jake was about ready to have his dry cum, much as
he was trying to hold off and prolong the pleasure.  He finally lost that
battle when Mike reached up and began playing with his nipples, which sent
him right over the edge.  He screwed up his face and grabbed Mike's head in
both hands as the incredible waves of pleasure pulsed through his body again
and again.  Mike looked over at Danny and John, who were in the same
position; Danny was panting from his orgasm while John looked like the cat
who'd gotten into the cream.

John took Mike by the hand and led him upstairs upstairs, leaving the little
brothers to their own devices.  Once there, John led his bud to the
bathroom, where he rummaged around in the cabinets until he found the enema
stuff.

"Preparation, my dear Watson, is the key to any successful enterprise," John
stated.  He handed the bag, hose, nozzle, and KY to Mike and bent over the
sink.  Mike took in the incredible sight of his best bud bending over,
exposing his pink, crinkled boy-hole.  He then lubed up his finger and began
slowly inserting it, pausing every so often to let John get used to the
invasion, until he was all the way in.  Then he inserted a second finger and
began moving them in and out, finger fucking John.

John was in heaven!  Mike was rubbing his prostate with every stroke,
sending him to undreamed-of heights of pleasure.  He'd heard that the first
time was supposed to be painful, but to him it never felt anything but good.
  He gritted his teeth and tried to keep from cumming as Mike inserted the
nozzle and started the water.  It felt sooooo good!  Once the bag was empty,
Mike carefully took the nozzle out, helpfully holding his friend's cheeks
closed.  John managed to hold it in for five minutes (with Mike rubbing his
distended belly) before he had to let the water out.  Even that didn't
really gross Mike out, although it seemed that the water would NEVER stop
once John sat on the toilet.  Finally he was all done and wiped clean.  The
boys adjourned to the bedroom, taking the KY and an old towel with them.

Once there, John was in no mood for any foreplay.  He eased Mike down on his
back, rubbed KY on his boner, and positioned himself over his lover.  He
just had to have Mike inside him right now!  He sat down slowly, savoring
every sensation as Mike's boner penetrated his virgin anus.  After what
seemed like hours, he finally felt Mike's soft pubes on his butt cheeks.
Both boys sat very still, trying to prolong the moment.  John was aware only
of his own pounding heart and Mike's dick pulsing in his ass.  He could feel
the blood flowing through it, pounding with the beating of Mike's heart.
Mike reached up and fondled John's nipples, pinching them gently, getting a
deep, low moan out of him.  They rocked back and forth on the bed, slowly,
both wanting this moment to never end.

Finally John couldn't hold out any longer.  He threw his head back, let out
an even louder moan, and proceeded to cum in buckets.  His slim dick spurted
and spurted, sending thick, creamy ropes of boy-cum onto Mike's chest.  At
last he sat, sweating and panting, worn out from the intensity of his orgasm
as Mike supported his body with caring hands.

"Wow!"  Both boys' heads whipped around at this startled exclamation to find
both of their brothers standing there watching, playing with each other's
slim boners.  How long had they been watching?

"You might as well come on in, stinkpots!  How long have you been there?"
Leave it to them to be where it was most embarrassing.

"Long enough!  That was rad," Jake exclaimed.

"I'll say, thought you were gonna drown my big brother," Danny opined.

Both little ones sat down on the bed and began dipping their fingers into
the cum liberally decorating Mike's slim chest.  Danny, being more used to
the stuff, immediately began licking it off his fingers while making yummy
noises.  After a moment, Danny copied him, not sure he liked the taste but
finding it tremendously exciting.  Suddenly, Danny rubbed some of the cum on
his own dick.

"Here's how we like to do it.  C'mon, let's show them a thing or two," Jake
said to a willing Danny.

Danny rolled onto his stomach, putting a pillow under his hips as Jake got
behind him, lined up his dick, and then pressed it home.  He immediately
began fucking his buddy just as hard and fast as he could, going at it like
a hyperactive rabbit.  Mike and John just smiled, amused at their little boy
enthusiasm.  John was beginning to recover from his mind-bending orgasm
(helped by the fact that Mike's dick was still throbbing in his ass) and had
a sudden thought.  He reached over and pinched his little brother's ass,
hard.

"Ow!  Hey, why'd ya do that?"

"Who is that under you?"  John asked.

"It's Danny!  You know that."  Jake was still indignant over the pinch.

"And is Danny someone you care about?"

"Yeah, he's my best bud."

"Then why are you fucking him, and not making love to him?  Don't you want
to give him pleasure also?"  John's romantic side was showing again.

"He likes it too!  And he gets to do it to me after."

"I know, that's not the point.  You're not even touching him, or making him
feel like he's loved.  Look, just reach around and play with his dick a
little, then start doing it slowly.  It'll be better, you'll see."

Jake complied, going slowly, gently fingering Danny's dick.  Danny moaned,
the good feelings surging through his small body.  Encouraged, Jake thought
about doing mushy stuff and stuck his tongue in Danny's ear, making the boy
jerk (and almost smashing Jake's nose with his head in the process) and
shiver.  Soon Jake was passionately nibbling and kissing Danny's neck and
ears while still making slow, sweet love to him.

Mike looked up at his lover, who was smiling gently at the younger ones, and
thought how lucky he was to have found him.

"OK lover boy, time for you to get off.  Ready?"  John smiled down at Mike
as he began flexing his butt muscles, squeezing Mike's dick, milking it for
all he was worth.  Mike shivered and grunted, trying to hold out even though
he knew he couldn't.  Within a dozen strokes he was shooting the biggest
load of his life into his lover's ass.  He saw stars and the earth moved as
he shot spurt after spurt of barely pubescent boy-cum into the tight,
velvety tunnel.  John came also, depositing a much smaller second load onto
Mike's chest.  Soon they were a panting, sweating lump on the bed.

They looked over at the little ones, who had switched positions.  Jake was
on his back, legs in the air, as Danny made slow love while French kissing
and pinching Jake's nipples.  It seemed that he'd taken John's lesson to
heart!


Later that night, Danny crawled nakedly into bed with his big brother.

"Do my back?" he smiled...


THE END

I'd like to thank all of my online buds for their support and encouragement.
  I had a hard time finishing this one, a bad case of writer's block, and an
even worse case of no ideas.  Hope I'm over both.

Let me know if you liked the story.  All emails answered.

Jeffy
7/29/02