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 Author: H.  Rattler
Title: Ten Years of Trying
Keywords: Mmm mast voy

   01 - CHAPTER ONE - NIK'S BROTHER

   I was nine years old, heading down the fifth floor corridor of my
apartment block to Nik's house.  Nik was four years old and today I had the
unenviable duty of babysitting him.  I cherished the silence for one last
moment before knocking on the letterbox.  I could already hear Nik shouting
from inside, his parents usually left him on his own expecting me to turn
up within an hour of their departure.  Suddenly the door opened, and there
was the frighteningly tall figure of Nik's eighteen year old big brother,
Richard.

   "Come in." said Rich, his deep voice giving me a scare.  He was wearing
a tee shirt and boxers, basically underwear.  I'd heard things about Rich
that I couldn't make sense of, but I figured he was leaving soon so I
didn't think anything more of it and headed inside.

   "Howie!" Nik shouted, running around me in circles.  Richard shook his
head at me and leant down to pick Nik up, lifting him into his arms.  Nik
quietened down quickly and turned to face me, waving.

   "You guys are up in my room today, I'm looking after both of you." said
Rich.  I was disappointed, to put it mildly.  Nik and I always played games
together, so I wondered how this would change our day.

   Richard's room was a classic teenagers room, not that I'd know at that
age.  A strong smell pervaded all the others, one I hadn't smelt before. 
Nik held his nose until Richard noticed, digging him in the ribs with his
knuckles.  Nik went into a sulk and wriggled out of Rich's grasp, running
to stand behind me, blowing raspberries at his brother from under my arm.

   "Ricky dicky!" Nik said, pointing between Richard's legs.  Rich looked
at me and grinned.

   "Close the door." he said, gesturing at the bedroom door behind me.  I
nervously closed the door, wondering what exactly 'Ricky Dicky' was.  I had
some idea it was going to be something to do with dicks.  Rich crouched
down and gestured for us both to come closer.  We both knelt either side of
him as he brought out a scruffy looking towel and laid it infront of him.
Then he reached inside the slit in his boxers and took out a big
circumcized dick with a huge red head.

   "Ricky Dicky!" Nik giggled excitedly.  Now I understood what that meant.
Rich smirked and handled the heavy looking tube of flesh.  The head was so
red and big, and as he handled his dick it began to get even longer.

   "It's getting really big." I said, not sure what else to say.

   "Yep, keep watching." Rich said, beginning to stroke his hand back and
forth along the thickening shaft.  Soon he was fully erect, his shaft thick
and veiny with pronounced ridges.  The head was bulging and looked raw.  I
thought it looked painful.  He started to pump his fist along the entire
length.

   "Does it hurt?" I asked.

   "No it feels really good." said Rich.  I looked at the thick pole
infront of me and wondered if mine would end up looking that scary.

   "Cum!" said Nik.  I looked at Rich with puzzlement and he caught my
question.

   "I'm gonna start squirting cum out of my dick." explained Rich.  I had
heard about it but never seen it in person.  Rich continued to pump his
fist.  It looked like it took a lot of concentration.

   "I'm gonna cum, so get ready." Rich's fist pumped faster as he sortof
shook and flinched, his eyes closed.

   "Thads weird." said Nik, his blocked nose making his breathing loud and
his voice stuffy.  He pointed at a thin strand of precum hanging off of the
glans.  Rich's breathing got a bit faster and he was blushing a little.  I
suddenly felt like I shouldn't be there.

   "I'm cummin'!" he said with a strained urgency that surprised me and
scared me a little.  He bent forwards and seemed to be pushing something
out of him, pumping his fist slower and with more force.

   Suddenly, thick white lines flew out of his bulging glans.  It was
shocking at first, then exciting.  Each shot flew out with a slight
spurting noise, like a soft smack.  Fast ropes of the alien fluid, sticky
and stringy, laid bright stripes on the dark towel.  His grunts sounded
heavy and serious.  This was really happening.  I was embarrassed to be
seeing this with Nik.

   "Eww!" Nik freaked, surprising me further and hiding behind me.

   I stayed put and watched the rest of it spurt out, a curious crunching
in my gut.  Thick cum was seeping out of the slit in his cockhead as he
squeezed the last of it out and panted, slouching back against the bed.

   "There..  what you think?" said Richard.

   "Nasty!" Nik said, making his disgusted chuckle-gurgle and tugging at
the back of my tee shirt for whatever reason.

   "Cool." I said with interest.

   Nik's brother laughed and patted me on the shoulder, saying a bunch of
things that I missed.  I couldn't help but stare at his cock as it
softened, so my attention was somewhat limited.

   "Yeh it goes back down after you cum." I heard him say.  The thick pink
tube was still pretty big to me, and I could see cum still leaking from the
tip.  He gave it a few more tugs before folding it neatly back inside his
boxer shorts.  "You guys wants a McDonalds?" he said.  My gaze had moved to
the stripes of cum on the towel infront of me.

   "Yeah!" Nik shouted, instantly forgetting his disgust.  I loved that
about younger kids, how they could be distracted from things so easily.  He
ran downstairs, leaving Richard and I in a strange silence.

   "You liked that huh?" Rich asked.  I nodded and fiddled with the corner
of the towel closest to me.  He then leant forward and put his arm around
me.  I suddenly felt his warmth and his breath very close to me.  It was a
strange sort of intimidation, not entirely unsafe.  His other arm took my
hand and led it to his boxers.  I flinched at first, but he gave me a
reassuring chuckle which relaxed me enough to let him take my hand the rest
of the way.

   "Here quick, play with it." He said, pressing my hand against his
package.  I felt the softness and warmth of his cock through the cotton
boxers.  Then I felt a growing tension against my hand as his cock began to
swell slightly, pushing against the material.

   "Yeh ok." I said, barely thinking straight.  He was peering round to see
if his brother was within range to see or hear what he was doing.  When the
coast was clear he took his arm from around me and unfurled his now swollen
cock.  I swallowed hard, my mouth and throat dry from anticipation and
excitement.  I clasped my hand around the shaft and felt the hot heat of
his flesh.  It swelled up immediately, the head flushing darker red and
swelling along with the shaft.  Within seconds his length had doubled and
he was fully engorged.  Veins and ridges everywhere, I was holding his
erection in my hands and it was unbelievable.

   "Try it out, move your hand on it like I did." he said, seemingly out of
breath.  I did as he asked, pumping my hand up and down his shaft, just
below the head as he'd shown me.  He threw his head back, seemingly tired
all of a sudden.  I hesitated when I noticed this, but then his hand
grabbed my wrist and moved me in the right direction.  I could feel the
ridges under the skin, the difference in the skin from soft to erect.  This
huge cock infront of me was in my control.  I continued to jack him off,
watching beads of precum well up from his slit, trickling loosely down onto
the towel.  I looked at his previous mess of cum and wondered when he would
shoot another.

   "If my bro comes back, take your hand away okay?" his tone was suddenly
serious.  I had no choice but to nod yes.  He immediately relaxed again and
started sighing and clearing his throat, whispering 'yeah' and 'keep
going'. His affirmations made me more confident, and this sped up my
rhythm. He immediately responded, sitting upright and grabbing my shoulder.
My forearm was a little achey but I kept pumping my hand over his shaft,
brushing up against the base of his huge head with each stroke.  His
cockhead seemed as big as my fist, and as I watched closer I saw slick
strands of precum still attached to the slit, leading straight down to the
towel.  His cock felt a little softer right as he started to grab my
shoulder harder.  I winced and kept pumping my fist as I felt him swell in
my hand.  I watched with wide eyes as his throbbing flesh spewed out a
straight white line, missing the towel completely and thudding heavily on
the bedroom door.  Several more spurts flew out as I stopped jacking and
stared at the mess.  I could feel every pulse, it was fantastic.  His grip
on my shoulder weakened and he slouched back, his cock slipping out of my
slackened grip, leaving a streak of sticky cum across my palm.  I looked
down at it and didn't quite know what to do.  It was warm at first but
cooled very quickly.

   "Keep an eye out for him ok?" said Rich with a familiarly serious tone.
I nodded and peered down the stairs, but there was still no sign of him,
just noise from the TV in the kitchen.  "That was great, thanks." said
Rich, patting me on the shoulder.  He had thanked me!  It was a very
rewarding feeling, to know I had wanked him and made him cum.  I wanted to
do it again and hoped he would ask me later.  I looked down at the slick,
shiny wetness in my palm and smiled as if I'd just won something.

   "Hey fold up that towel and put it in the basket will you?" said Rich as
he cleaned up the door with a tissue.  I took the towel and slowly folded
it, watching the cummy mess as I moved it.  Strands came unstuck and
wobbled like crazy glue as I folded the towel up.  I pressed the two halves
together and watched cum ooze out of the side.  The smell was strange, like
a swimming pool but with a warmer, sweaty air to it.  The basket in the
corner of the bedroom had plenty of things that smelt the same, especially
his socks.  I had heard he used them to cum in, but until now the reality
of it hadn't hit me.

   Nik came bounding up the stairs just as I dropped the towel into the
basket.  It gave me such a fright that I couldn't move.

   "Bro come on!" shouted Nik, excited about going to McDonalds.  I gave
Rich a look and he threw me one back that said 'Let's go', so away we went.