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 Taking Timmy's Tiny Tookus

   bb, tb ws, scat, oral, anal, lac (incidental), incest

   By Antonio Green antoniogreen@writeme.com

   This story will contain scenes of sex between boys and a boy and his
infant (then toddler) brother including watersports and scat scenes.  It
also will contain recollections of forced incest and boy prostitution.  But
the basis of the story is love -- love between brothers and love between
boys.

   This chapter, longer and raunchier than the previous one, investigates
the deepening of Danny and Brian's relationship ...and brings little Timmy
into that loving bond.

   If any of this offends you, do not read this story.  If this is illegal
where you live, do not read this story.  If you are underage, do not read
this story (come back when you're old enough).  But if you'd like to read a
well-written story by a professional writer, enjoy.

   And please do not print this story on a public computer and leave it in
the printer (as was done with Chapter 1).

   Chapter 8: Bringing It All Home

   From Chapter 7:

   "Please, call me Mama, just like Danny does.  And you're welcome to have
a drink at my fountain any time you want." She kissed him gently on the
forehead.  "I don't know you very well, Brian.  But I know I love you. 
Very much."

   Brian started crying openly at these words.  It was the first time any
adult had said this to him, at least an adult who hadn't paid for the
privilege of enjoying his body.  Debra squeezed him once again, only this
time, Brian accidentally squirted piss from his cock.  Almost immediately a
two inch wet spot appeared on his jean, and all three could smell that it
wasn't cum but urine.

   Just then, Timmy's wail came from Debra's bedroom upstairs.

   "I think he needs to be changed, Big D," Debra said.  "I'm tired.  Would
you mind doing it?  And maybe the two of you can do something about Brian's
full bladder.  What say?"

   Brian felt that he should be embarrassed, but he wasn't.  He giggled
uncharacteristically like a little girl.  Mrs.  Peters -- no make that Mama
-- seemed to know.  And she didn't care, so why should he?

   Both boys ran upstairs, two at a time, to tend to Danny's little
brother's changing.

   Now on to Chapter 8

   When the two boys got to Timmy's crib in Brenda's room, Brian was
panting.  Not from being tired but from the excitement of what had just
transpired and from the urgent need to piss.  Standing by Timmy's crib, he
clutched his penis, trying to keep from wetting himself more.  As it was,
the two inch piss spot on his jeans had grown to a good six inches.

   He looked down at the wailing infant in the crib.

   "He's beautiful, Danny.  If I wasn't so in love with you, I'd fall in
love with him."

   "You can love us both.  I love you and him about the same."

   Brian reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, foil wrapped
packet.  He handed the packet to Danny.

   "Take one of these and put one in my mouth.  It's a boner pill.  I know
I gave you some, but use mine cuz I got tons of them."

   Danny didn't like swallowing pills, but the Cialis was small enough that
he could get it down without much effort.  He then put a pill in Brian's
mouth.  He felt like he was almost giving him communion.  
"I don't
feel anything, Brian," Danny said.

   "Won't for about 20 minutes" Brian responded.  "Then BOING!  And it's
not like it makes you super horny.  It just makes you real hard and you
don't lose it like forever.  There's other stuff my asshole father gives me
that makes me horny for a long time.  Called E.  Ecstasy.  I love the way
it makes me feel.  So horny I'll do anything they ask.  But It's a drug, so
I'm not gonna give you none.  Never!"

   Brian squeezed his damp Levis harder.  "I can't believe what just
happened.  Your mom.  I never did that before.  I mean, her titties are so
nice.  The milk was so awesome.  Man, I gotta piss so bad!" The last one
almost yelled as Brian danced from foot to foot.

   "I love the way that feels," Danny said.  "Don't you?"

   "Yeah I do.  Yeah I do.  But I'm gonna totally lose it if I don't piss
soon."

   "Hold it tight.  Okay?" Danny pushed a small pacifier into Timmy's
mouth. He knew that would hold the little guy for a few minutes.  He knelt
at Brian's feet and pressed his mouth against the older boy's clutching
hand.