Date: Fri, 28 Oct 2011 21:52:53 +0000 From: Jack Hobbs Subject: Brother's Friend Okay, so this is a true story, but I've changed the names of everyone else involved. I guess I should say the usual disclaimers.. This story contains graphic detail of sex between 2 minors. If this offends you, or is illegal in your area, do not read it. If you ignore this, then it's not my fault. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brother's Friend I'll start by telling you all a bit about myself, or at least, about me at that time. I'm Jack, and at the time that this story took place, I was 12. I was slim, about 5'3", with blue eyes, and short blonde hair, fringe spiked up. I didn't always know I was gay, but I guess I was always curious about guys. I would often look at my male friends and wonder what they looked like naked, or how big their dicks were, all that kind of stuff. But none made me more curious than Fraser. Fraser was the best friend of my older brother, Rob. They were both 15, and Fraser would often come round our house to see Rob. In fact he was here so often that our house was almost a second home to him. My parents loved him, and so did I. Me and my brother didn't really get on that well, but that's not really uncommon for brothers. He would always tease me, or fight with me, and normally I'd keep my distance from him. But when Fraser was round, I would always want to be with them. Not to be near my brother, but to be near Fraser, the boy of my dreams, who I so idolized and adored. They didn't even do anything special, they'd only play on the computer, listen to music, talk about school or whatever. My brother, however, hated me being with them all the time, and would always tell me to stop being so annoying, and to go away. Fraser would always tell Rob to let me stay, because I wasn't annoying, and only wanted to play with them, but Rob wouldn't let me, and I would always have to leave. Sometimes I would actually do what I was told, and leave them alone, but often I would merely sit and watch them. If I sat in my bedroom with the door open, I could look straight across the landing into Rob's room. If Fraser ever left Rob's room, to go to the toilet, for example, he would walk past my room. He'd always smile at me, and I'd smile back, and then look away, embarrassed that he'd caught me looking at him. There was one day when something different happened though. As usual, Rob had told me to go away, and I had. I went to my room, but this time I decided not to watch them. I just lay back on my bed and read a book. I didn't even notice anything going on until a voice made me jump out of my skin. "Where was my smile?" It was Fraser, standing in my doorway, leaning against the frame, looking right at me. The sight of him so close to me, looking at me, talking to me, made me drop my phone on the floor. "What?" I asked, blushing. Fraser smiled at me. "Well normally when I walk past your room you smile at me, but I didn't get that today, and I missed it" "Oh, sorry, I was just playing with my new phone, trying to sort it out"