Date: Fri, 19 Aug 2022 05:08:24 +0000 From: Billie353535 Vegita Subject: Wanting to Make the team (young-friends - part 3) Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. If any of this content is offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do not proceed. https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/confessing-to-father-fred/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/camping/tenting-with-sammy https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/doctor-tom/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/serving-a-rich-boy/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/urination/my-brother-stinks/ *** feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com *** After Ryan and I's little exploration of one another all those few weeks ago, it seemed like our secret was safe. I had been to his house a few times since, and everything seemed to be back to normal. He was back to being the annoying little twerp, and I went back to playing his older brother's annoying friend. I was starting to feel like our time together had been all a dream. Had he really exposed himself to me? Was this the same kid who came and sucked my cock in the middle of the night? The same kid who I'd stuck my finger into? Every time I see him now, as annoying as he is, I can't help but think back to what we did together. In his bedroom with him naked in front of me, or his exploring cock on the couch. It seemed almost like he was another boy now. He was back to distancing himself from us, and with his brother still treating him much the same, I really had no choice but to return to my old ways. "You guys had breakfast without me?" Ryan whined, in his almost girly voice. "Yeah, why?" His brother retorted. "We had bacon and eggs. You were too busy watching your pony cartoons. " "I don't watch that crap!" he complained. He scowled at me too, as I munched on one of the last juicy strips of bacon. I put on a show to tease him about how good it tasted. "Did you want some of mine?" I teased, slowly spitting back out the now mangled bit of meat. "Gross!" "There's plenty of cereal in the cupboard." Brad mentioned. "Do it yourself." "But I want bacon!" "Well, the bacon is all gone!" Brad shouted back. "Screw you! I hate you guys! " Ryan stomped off. Brad and I chuckled at one another. Ryan did this to himself at times by always wanting to be alone. Days like today... well, we probably couldn't have spared some. I guess it was just the age difference that made it so tempting to make fun of him. We heard the bathroom door slam shut. The shower started up soon afterward as he prepared for his day. The thought of him in there naked and steamy made my cock twitch by itself. "So... What did you want to do today?" I asked Brad. "I dunno," He replied. "The coach wanted me to pick up some crap from the gym, so I might as well go to that. After that, just chilling I guess. " "Did you talk to the coach any more about getting Ryan on the team?" "Pfft, of course not. You're the only one who seems to be pushing for that. I have no clue why. " It was true that I had been putting in a good word for Ryan. I had been pushing our coach to take a look at him, but so far he had stubbornly refused. I was surprised that Brad wasn't talking up his little bro like I was, since eventually he would be taking his place on the team. At least I figured that that was what would most likely happen. "He's an annoying little prick, but you were exactly the same when you were his age." "Ugh. He should earn it himself the same way we did. " "Come on, man, he's your brother. I know he is annoying, but wouldn't it be cool if he could carry our legacy? " I was starting to wonder if there was some sibling rivalry or jealousy going on there, which made him not want to put Ryan's name forward. "I suppose so. You really think you have it in him?" "I mean, yeah, he is small now, but so were we at his age, right?" "I guess. I suppose I should go and grab that stuff he wanted. Are you okay to stay here?" "How long will you be?" "I should only be gone like 20 minutes." "Yeah, go on. I promise not to steal anything while you're gone. " -- No sooner than Brad left, I heard a shrill shriek coming from the bathroom. I would have thought it was a girl screaming if I didn't know that it was Ryan in there. I walked briskly to the bathroom, knocking on the door to let him know who it was. "You okay in there, Ryan?" "Um yeah. Is Brad there? " "No, just me." "Oh...then, can you come in?" I opened the door, finding Ryan standing in the middle of the room with just a fluffy white towel around his waist. His hair was damp. The shower was off, but steam filled the room. "Are you okay?" I asked. "They're gone," Ryan said, looking down at himself. "What? Your balls?" I laughed. "NO! When I was in the shower, there were these little dark things above my dick. They were little lines above it. " "Oh, you mean you saw you had some pubes?" "Yeah, but now they're gone again." "Can I see?" I asked, reaching for the lone towel he had on. He hesitated, pulling back slightly, but when his eyes met mine, he saw I wasn't here to make fun of him. I pulled the towel away. He stood there in all his naked, 12 year old glory. His penis jutted out from his groin about the length of my thumb, but I could not make out any pubes. He fliched again when I approached his penis with my finger, still not quite back to the supple boy I had met that previous night. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just going to see if I can feel anything. " I tried again. This time he stood firm as I brushed my finger across the space just above the root of his cock. As he was starting to dry off, I couldn't see anything, but I could feel the finest of downy hairs sprouting just above his base. "Can you feel anything?" Ryan asked. "Yes, I think I can feel your first ones. Is it okay if I get in a bit closer? " "Um... yeah, okay." I took a knee down in front of him. I think he staggered backward a step with how close I got to him. I never thought I would be up close and personal with Brad's whiny, loner little brother, but here I was again. This little thumb-sized penis was sticking out there like it was staring back at me. All those jokes we made at his expense, telling him to grow a pair of balls seemed like a distant memory when I could literally see them hanging there in front of me. I shuffled a little closer. I was so close that I could smell the soap he had used on his cock only moments before. He shuffled from foot to foot as I examined his boyhood even closer than the last time. Last time, there was at least a couple of feet between us when he showed himself to me, but now my face was literally inches from his penis. His foreskin was closed, closely guarding the pink glans which I knew he had inside. His still hairless balls were a little red and droopy from his hot shower. "Do you see anything? Are there any hairs?" Ryan asked from above. "I can just make out a couple of tiny little ones coming out around the root of your cock." I carefully took his preteen cock in my fingers and moved it around, before ever so carefully lifting his nuts up. I heard Ryan puff a mouthful of air as I groped him and discovered one more lonely dark soldier under one of his balls. "You have another one down here Ryan, right under your nuts. It looks like you're going to have a little nest of pubes down here soon. " "Um, cool. I guess.. " He replied. "What's wrong?" "I dunno. Now that I've started growing hair, I don't know if I want it." "Aww. You've got plenty of time for that. It'll take a few months yet before you get a bush down there. It'll slowly become more noticeable in the shower, and eventually you'll be able to see a few scraggy curls down there. It comes in nice and soft at first, and then it gets thicker over time. And you could always still shave it off if you really wanted to. " "Is that why you shave yours?" he asked, obviously remembering when he looked at me and sucked me on the couch. "I shave mine for wrestling, but not all guys do. Your brother doesn't. It's really up to you. " He really did look a lot like his brother. Looking up at him from this angle from below made him look taller than usual. I could see his ribcage moving in and out. Everything looked like his brother, except smaller. Even the aroma of his cock, the beginnings of his testosterone, was starting to melt through the scent of shampoo as I breathed in his crotchy air. He was looking down at me too, still conscious of where my head was. A question was lingering in his face. "Do you and Brad, um... forget it." Ryan pondered. "Do we what?" "Don't worry about it. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't. " "Come on. We've still got probably ten minutes alone if you want to ask me something. " "That stuff we did that time. Do you and Brad ever do anything like that? " "No. I've seen your bro naked more times than I can count, but we've never messed around like you and I did, if that is what you're asking. " "Why not? I thought you would have. " "Nah. Your brother is pretty straight. " And that was the truth. We'd joked around in the changing rooms, swatting each other with towels and such, and had no issue being naked in front of one another. Hell, we saw each other nude just about every other day during peak season. But I knew he wasn't into "that" like I was. As much as I would have liked nothing more than to suck his meaty cock, it could never be. "Have you ever sucked on his one?" Ryan wondered. "He's never asked, but I doubt he ever would." "..." "...?" Drips of water were dripbling down from his hair, making their way down the side of his face while he still looked down at me. I met his gaze, wanting nothing more than to ask me what I knew was on both of our minds. "Why are you still starting at me like that?" Ryan asked. "If you want me to do it, you're going to have to ask. I don't think you're going to have many chances of me kneeling in front of you like this. " "What do you mean?" "Do you want me to suck it or not?" His cock twitched in front of my eyes. His hands fidgeted. "Yeah, but I know you would never do it anyway." "Try it." "Suck me... " He said almost inaudibly. "What was that?" "Would you, um... suck my dick?" I smirked at him. He flinched when I suddenly approached him, still not believing that I would do such a thing. I took his cock back into my fingers, finding it already a little firmer than when I touched him before, and sucked it into my mouth. My nose bumped into the skin just above his penis, as he sucked in some air. His cock was just the right size in my mouth, though I knew he could grow at least a little bit more. I'd seen for myself first-hand what his little bone could grow to when he got excited. His hands found their way to my shoulders, gripping them as I sucked his cock. A mix of skin, remnants of soap, and boy cock rubbed against my tongue. His hardening member moved about in my mouth, quickly growing to its full size. Ryan grunted with satisfaction as I tended to him, making him feel the magic that is a blowjob. I reached around behind him ,intending to hug him closer to my face. I cupped his buttcheeks, grabbing at them, wigging a finger towards his tight hole just like I had the last time. "Ah, don't." He complained, stepping away suddenly. "What?" "I don't want you to stick your finger in me." "Oh .. sorry." His cock bobbed its head in front of me, mere inches from my mouth. His foreskin had retracted slightly, and a drip of delicious clear precum was hanging from his peeslit. "You can suck me some more though." Ryan said. I dropped my mouth back open. Ryan took a step forward and inserted his cock back into my waiting mouth. I closed my lips around it, his salty boy pre-juice washing across my tongue. I tightened my grip on his body, his cock reaching the back of my mouth. His nervous and sexual energy built; his sexual scent smelled like pine and bubblegum. "Ahh, I'm gunna cum! I'm going to cum!" Ryan said out loud. When I first met him, I never expected to hear him utter such words. He was still in elementary school back then, but now here I was with his penis in my mouth, and I knew from watching him previously that his young balls were capable of producing just a little gooey cum. "I'm cumming!" His load seemed a little larger than when he came it into my hand the first time. It was warm and tasty, and seemed thicker now, as it coated the inside of my mouth. His knees bent slightly as his spurts weigned, and he staggered a bit. He kept his softening cock in my mouth as he came down from his high. I waited for him to take his now-spent cock off my lips, his flavour lingering in my mouth. *** feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com ***