Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written
permission of the author.  This story may be freely distributed with this
notice attached.  The author may be contacted at rkhaan@ix.netcom.com. 
Copyright 1999, Robert B.  Morton II, all rights reserved.

   Disclaimer

   For those individual not of legal age to read this where they live,
shame on you!  For those folks who may be offended by this writing, all I
can say is caveat lector...  you have been warned.  The following is a work
of fiction and the usual statements about bearing any resemblance to people
or places, living or dead, being coincidental, etc., apply here.

   Busted, by Rob Morton (m/m, inc, cons)

   One

   I was wide awake and staring out the bedroom window, which was on my
side of the room, watching the wind blowing through the leaves on the tree
just outside the window.

   In my restlessness, I could hear every sound in the house; my sisters in
the next room tossing and turning in their sleep and, down the hall, the
sounds of my mother's TV as she watched a John Wayne western.

   On the other side of the room, my brother, Lee, was snoring loudly,
adding to my irritation at being wide awake at two in the morning...  on a
school night at that.  I reached behind me and grabbed my pillow, flinging
it across the room, taking a great deal of delight as the pillow hit my
brother in the head with a muffled thump.

   "Huh?  Wha.." Lee said, bolting upright and looking around the room.

   "Wake up and go back to sleep, man," I growled.

   "Huh?"

   "You're snoring, jackass."

   "Aw, man, fuck you," my brother replied, turning over onto his side.

   "Yo, give me back my pillow!" I said, not loud enough to get our
mother's attention.  If she knew we were awake and farting around, there
would be hell to pay.

   "Sure.  Here it is," Lee said, bolting upright and hurling the pillow at
me.  The old-fashioned feather pillow caught me dead in the face, its
quills poking me in about twenty places.

   "I should kick your ass," I hissed, placing the feathery projectile back
in its proper place behind my head.

   "Your mom, man," Lee said, the opening line to a running joke between us
and our sisters.

   "You mean your quarter, don't you?"

   "Whatever," Lee replied, swinging his feet over the side of his bed and
sitting up.  Hey, Bernie?"

   "What?"

   "What are you doing up this time of night?"

   I rolled over onto my left side so I could face my brother.  "I dunno -
can't seem to get to sleep."

   The moon-lit room fell silent; even the wind seemed to have decided to
take a break.  For long minutes, Lee and I just looked at each other... 
well, as much as we could in the semi-darkness.

   "Bernie?"

   "Yeah?"

   "You want to?"

   I knew exactly what he was talking about, but the game had to be played.
"Want to...  what?" I asked, propping myself up on my elbow.

   "You know," Lee replied.  Even in the near-darkness of the room, I could
see his eyes looking around the room as if he was searching for anyone who
might overhear us.

   I remained silent for a moment.  Like I said, I knew what he was talking
about, something that had become a favorite pastime for us over the last
couple of years.  "Do you want to?" I asked, finally breaking the silence.

   "If you want to," Lee said.  "Doesn't matter to me."

   I could feel the blood rushing throughout my entire body as I threw back
the sheet.  "Let's do it, then," I said.

   Two

   I could barely contain my excitement as Lee stood and hooked his thumbs
into the waistband of his underwear, deftly sliding them down and stepping
out of them in two smooth movements before crossing the short distance
between our beds to join me in mine.  As he crawled in next to me, I
quickly removed and discarded my own underwear, my cock rising quickly in
anticipation of what was about to happen.

   For a moment, we laid facing each other without touching, each waiting
to see who was going to make the first move.  "Well?" I said after a
minute.

   "You first," Lee whispered.

   "It was your idea," I whispered back, looking into Lee's eyes.

   He shrugged and shifted his position until he was hovering over my
now-rigid cock; I could feel the heat of his breath followed by the cool
wetness of his mouth as he began to suck me.  Lee's tongue played slowly
over the swollen knob of my prick, sending shivers of pleasure racing along
my nerves, his fingers gently toying with my balls.

   Not to be outdone - and to take advantage of his position - I drew my
brother to me, the moonlight casting its glow upon his own erection.  Lee
straddled my head, his hips already thrusting forward searching for the
warm embrace of my mouth.  Firmly, I grabbed his hips, holding him still
long enough to guide his cock to my mouth.

   I took Lee into my mouth, savoring the hard smoothness of his meat as he
plunged the full length of his prick into my waiting throat.  Lee was only
about six inches long or so, a full two inches smaller than me and I had no
problem dealing with him as he fucked my mouth with gusto.

   We laid locked together in our forbidden embrace, sucking each other
with quiet urgency.  Above me, Lee's thrusting became erratic and I could
feel his cock thickening between my lips.  Knowing he was about to come, I
eased back on his meat until just the head remained, twirling my tongue
around the head of his dick until I felt the first spurts of his boyish
spunk on my tongue.

   "Oooh," Lee hissed, as he continued to shoot.  "That feels so good!"

   I could feel my own spermy explosion about to happen; with Lee's
semi-erect dick lying against my cheek, I fucked into his mouth gently
until my own flow was spilling into his mouth.

   "Ah, damn," I said, each jolt of my orgasm/ejaculation making my feet
tingle.  Slowly, Lee rolled off of me, using his hands to urge me to turn
over onto my stomach, which I did without hesitation.  Seconds later, I
could feel the head of his cock probing my ass hole, sliding up and down
the crack of my ass.

   "Here," I whispered.  "Let me help you." I reached back and grabbed his
cock, guiding to my hole.  "There - go ahead." I braced myself for his
entrance...

   Lee's slickened cock rammed past my sphincter without a bit of problem
and, seconds later, he was deep inside my rectum and pumping away like a
madman.  Beneath him, I sighed contentedly as my younger brother fucked me
with sure, steady strokes.  Man, does it get any better than this?  Trapped
between my body and the mattress, my cock began to grow hard again.

   It seemed like a few hours had passed rather than the five minutes it
really had been.  One moment Lee was really riding my ass, cursing softly
and telling me how good I felt to him; the next moment, I felt him collapse
onto my back, kissing my face and ears as he pumped his sperm into me.

   "Here it is!  Take it!  Take it!" Lee hissed, emphasizing each word with
his thrusts until, finally, I felt his cock soften.  Lee ground into me for
a few more seconds before I heard - and felt - his cock slip my
spunk-filled backside.

   "Man, that was good," I said as I turned to look at my wonderful
brother. I could feel his seed leaking from my stretched back hole and,
damn, it felt good!

   Three

   "Okay," Lee whispered.  "Your turn." Quickly (and quietly) we changed
positions until I had the pleasure of looking at his upturned backside. 
Slowly, I teased the crack of his ass with my cock.

   "Hurry up," Lee said.  "I want it in me."

   "Okay, okay," I said.  "Hold on a second." I applied a very generous
amount of spit to my cock before doing the same to Lee's puckered ass hole.
"Ready?"

   "Yeah, give it to me!"

   I grabbed Lee's hips and pushed forward, feeling the knob of my dick as
it disappeared into the tight ring of my brother's not-so-virgin ass.  For
a moment, I though about the first time I had fucked him as more and more
of my thickness slid into him.  That first time had been good and each time
we did it, it just got better.

   But enough of the flashbacks.  I set to the task of fucking my brother's
ass, savoring the incredible tightness as his sphincter tried to both eject
me and hold me deep inside his bowels.  I was so turned on by the sight of
my cock deep inside of Lee's ass that I knew I wasn't going to last very
long.  Beneath me, Lee was moaning and cursing, shoving his young ass back
against me as hard as he could.

   The urge to come had backed off a little, so I reach around and grabbed
Lee's cock, mildly surprised to find it hard again.  I backed out a little
and thrust forward as hard as I could; in my hand, Lee's cock lurched as I
made contact with his prostate, spilling more of his seed onto the sheets.
As he came, his muscles clamped around the shaft of my cock, hard enough to
start my own flow of incestuous spunk into him.

   "Oh, shit," I cursed, feeling the orgasmic rush assaulting every nerve
in my body.  My hips thrust erratically as I continued to empty myself into
Lee's ass.

   I collapsed onto Lee's back, my breathing hard and ragged.  As he had
done with me, I took a few extra seconds to pump his wonderfully tight ass
again.  Finally satisfied, I started to pull out of Lee...

   When the bedroom lights came on, blinding both of us.  We didn't have a
chance to do anything before the sound of our mother's voice split the
night air.

   "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING?"

   Four

   Oh, shit...  busted!  In the past, there had been a few times when Lee
and I almost got caught but we had been lucky enough to hear Mom coming and
it would give us enough time to put everything in order so that when she
looked in on us, nothing was amiss.

   Not this time, though.

   "Get up," our mother said with icy menace in her voice.  Slowly, I
raised myself up onto my knees, my cock coming out of Lee's ass with an
incriminatingly loud plop.  My face was hot with the combined feelings of
just having shot my load and total embarrassment and humiliation.

   "Lee, get to the bathroom and clean yourself up.  And take your time - I
want to have a little talk with your brother."

   Lee did as he was told, taking a moment to give me a sympathetic look.
He collected his underwear and stepped past our mother; a second or so
later, I heard the door close and the water running.  Mom had watched Lee
enter the bathroom before turning to face me.

   I can't begin to describe what it felt like under such intense scrutiny.
I wanted to hide somewhere - anywhere - and knew there would be no escape.
In the back of my mind, all I was hoping for was that the ass whipping I
knew was coming wouldn't be too bad.

   "You mind telling me what the hell you were doing?  Do you even know
what you were doing?"

   It was such a stupid and unnecessary question!  But, as you might
imagine, it was one of those questions where you know the answer - but
can't get it out of your mouth.  And, what was I going to tell her?  "Well,
Mom, I was fucking Lee and, yes, I knew what I was doing."

   Instead, I only nodded, knowing that Mom's wrath would be unforgiving if
I remained silent.

   "I don't understand how you could do something like that to your
brother! Are you sick or something?"

   My eyes went wide at this and my mouth opened.  "But, Mom, he did it to
me first!  And, no, I'm not sick or anything."

   My mother's brown eyes fixed upon mine; at that moment, I knew what was
meant by the expression, "caught like a deer in the headlights." Mom's
methods of dealing with us were, ah, intense.  Instead of yelling and
cursing like other mothers in the 'hood, she'd just sit there and look at
you, leaving you to wonder - and worry - about what was about to happen
next.

   "You really expect me to believe that?"

   "It's the truth, Mom," I replied.

   "Don't move," she said, and disappeared from the room.  I stole a glance
at the clock on my table - it was only three in the morning.  A moment
later, Mom returned, a cigarette between her fingers.  She took a long
drag, exhaling pale blue smoke into the room before once again fixing me
with that look.

   "You know you could use your hand whenever you get 'the urge,'" she
finally said.

   "I do, Mom, but this was Lee's idea," I pleaded, knowing that she
wouldn't believe one word of what I was saying.  After all, she caught me
dick-deep in my little brother's ass, not the other way around.

   "Uh, huh," was the only thing she said.  Mom brought her smoke to her
lips and her movement made me flinch because, for a woman her age, she was
lightning quick and had hands even faster.

   The silence continued to pervade the room and I made yet another
mistake: I relaxed, foolishly thinking that nothing major was going to
happen.  One second, Mom was sitting on Lee's bed watching me and smoking.
The next second, I felt a slap connect with my cheek so hard my eyes
watered in self-defense.  What was more unnerving was that all I saw was
her hand...  as it went back to her side.  She had hit me so fast I never
saw her hand move forward.

   Mom stood suddenly, causing me to cower against the wall.  She turned
her head and called Lee back into the bedroom.  She looked at the two of
us, not saying anything and further reducing our nerves to jelly.

   "I will deal with you later," Mom told me as she turned off the light
and closed our door.

   And deal with me she did.  But that's another story...