Home Improvement Fun
It was a hot, stuffy summer evening at the Taylor house. Brad
had joined his two brothers in their room. His father, Tim "The
Toolman" Taylor, had again managed to blow most of the electrical
circuits in the house trying to give the central air-conditioning
"More power!". Mark and Randy had the last working fan in their room,
sucking warm, moist, nighttime air through the open window. Mark and
Randy were sitting on the edges of their beds, Brad was standing up,
leaning against Randy's computer desk. Three young boys, ages 12, 13
and 14 years. Their looks and features obviously stating that they
were related, but each with his own distinct personality and quirks.
Mark, the youngest, stood 4' 9" tall, small of build, pageboy
honey-brown hair and blue eyes and an impish face that will melt you
heart when he smiles. He's mischievous, intensely curious and full
of more bottled-up energy than the Everready bunny. He'll take any
dare and fight at the drop of a hat, especially from and with either
or both of his older brothers. Mark looks up to and loves them very
much, but feels he has to "prove" himself to them, to show them he's
not the "baby" of the family any more. Mark likes Power Rangers,
frogs, bugs and anything else that his mom thinks is "icky.".
Randy, 13, is actually 1/4" to 1/2" shorter than Mark, but he
does weigh more than his younger brother. His round, cherubic face
and body is fuller than his kid brother, vestiges of baby fat still
present. His light-brown hair with blonde highlights is always in
disarray, long enough to curl around and tickle the base of his neck.
His blue-grey eyes hold a secret, his thin smile punctuated with
dimples in the corners of his mouth. He's the quiet, reserved thinker
of the three. Randy is into computers, chess and challenging puzzles,
but has a soft spot for plush animals and cheese pizza.
Brad is the oldest, tallest and most muscular. He's lean,
rash, impulsive, rebellious and "Mr. Cool". He likes his brown
hair long in the back, but short on the sides with a "cool" wave on
his forehead. His "cheeky" smile shows a gap in his teeth on the
right-hand side. He wants to be just like his dad, building things
with his hands, and has just about as much success. He's not clumsy,
just uncoordinated.
All three boys are hot, miserable and sweating like pigs. The
stale, humid air does not allow the moisture to evaporate from their
bodies, making their skin crawly and the rivulets of perspiration
running down their faces stinging their eyes. They have long since
peeled down to just their underpants, Mark in his colorful "Power
Rangers" briefs, Randy in light-blue Jockeys and Brad in white BVD's.
Not one of them has any sign of hair on their flat, bare chests and
probably won't for some time. The two sitting boy's squirm as more
sweat trickles down their backs and soaks into the already damp cotton
of their shorts.
Randy scratches the beginning heat-rash at the top of his thigh
where the wet cloth of the leg-hole of his underwear rubs and
irritates the skin. He sighs heavily then stands up, his wet pants
clinging tightly to his lower torso, clearly outlining his butt and
genitals. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm going the rest of the
way." He announces. The thirteen year old boy then hooks his thumbs
into the elastic around his waist, pushes his underpants down over his
hips and buttocks, bends over to get them to his knees, then raises
first one leg and then the other through the holes. The offensive
shorts falls on top the other discarded clothing on the floor and he
walks over in front of the fan scratching himself as the hot flow of
air hits his body. "Humphf, better, but not by much." Randy mumbles.
There's not a hair on his body to be seen below his head, pubic or
otherwise. Although he's seen his bothers naked lots of times as they
have also seen him nude, he is still slightly embarrassed, just a tinge
of red darkening his ears. But his need to get cool in this miserable
heat overcomes his shyness. He quickly removes his hand from his
genitals and rubs the palms of his hands on his bare hips. Randy's
stubby circumcised penis hangs down on top of the round, puffy sack of
his balls. He sniffles the sweat from his upper lip, then turns around
to get what relief he can from the moving air on his back.
"Yeah, me too!" Says Mark enthusiastically, as he quickly jumps
up and struggles out of his "Power Ranger" underpants, emulating his
older brother. Naked, he slam dunks his underwear into the floor,
making a big show of rubbing his crotch in exaggerated relief. His
penis is longer and more slender than Randy's, but his nuts are smaller
and more tightly compact. "Sure feels better." He angelically smiles,
crossing his arms over his chest in a flourish, a little, naked
show-off. In a one-up or Simon-says, he has no inhibitions where his
brothers are concerned, at least none that he would admit to.
Mr. Cool reluctantly gives in and also strips nude, but without
comment. Randy did it after thinking about it, Mark because he wanted
to do the same thing his siblings does and Brad finally, but not
liking it. Not because of being naked, as he had no real shame around
his brothers, but because he was the oldest and the leader and should
have been the first to do it. There is definitely a rivalry developing
between him and Randy. He puts his hands on his hips and taps his
right foot. His penis is obviously the longest and thickest, his full
nuts sagging down a good distant between his legs. None of the boys
have foreskins, the pink mushroom heads of their dicks uniform in
shape, if not in size. The classic slit tip and flared-back hood of
shinny, slick skin. Brad concentrates hard, trying to think of the
next idea to get cool before his brother Randy does.
Taking a shower is out as the only working one is in their
parents master bedroom, his father still "improving" the common
bathroom in the hall. So is drinking sodas as they are out of ice.
Ice... "Hmmm... Ice... Ice??? Ice cream. ICE CREAM!" Brad
remembers that they have one of those big five gallon containers of ice
cream in the freeze in the garage. They could sneak downstairs and
get it and bring it back here and have a real "cool" ice cream party!
"Hey guys, have I got an idea!" He grins and then Brad explains his
really excellent idea to his two brothers, happily smiling to himself
at getting one up on Randy.
The three of them sneak downstairs amidst "Shushes" and
whispered "quiets", more nervous about being caught naked by their
mother then encountering dad. "Mark, you get a bunch of spoons. Don't
worry about bowls, we'll eat it right out of the container." Directs
Brad. While Mark gathers of the silverware, Mark and Randy raid the
freezer. The large, round cardboard container is very cold and sticks
to their bare skin as the two boys struggle with it through the
kitchen and up the stairs. Goose bumps and radiating cold cause
shivers and muffled "ooohhhsss!!!" as they cart their booty into their
room. The boys drop their prize in the middle of the floor with a
thump and rub their exposed skin that touched the frozen delight. Brad
drops to his knees next to the ice cream and fairly rips the circular
top off of the unlabeled cardboard container. "Strawberry!" Exclaims
Brad in dismay. "Well, at least it's cold." Remarks Randy, smirking
at his brothers disappointment. "Yeah, it IS cold." Mimics Mark,
watching the curling clouds of fog drifting from the condensing
moisture from the sides of the container. Brad snatches a spoon from
Mark's hand and jabs it into the stiff ice cream. The weak metal of
the silverware quickly bends under the pressure. Several spoons later
Brad finally manages to scoop up a glob of strawberry ice cream, which
promptly slides off and down over the back of his hand. The ice cream
is quickly starting to soften in the heat.
"Here. You like it so much. Have some." Brad says, offering
the back of his hand to his young brother Mark. He pushes his right
hand closer to his now also kneeling sibling's face. A small, warm,
wet tongue rasps across his hand and the ice cream is gone. "Yeah.
Here. Have some more." Quips Randy, running his fingers around the
edge of the container, the desert clinging to his fingers like pudding,
then pro-offering his digits to the kid. Mark smiles his angelic
smile, opens his mouth and allows Randy to stick his fingers inside.
He clamps his lips around the intrusive fingers and slurps the cold
delight off as they withdraw from his mouth. He happens to like
strawberry very much and the cold confection sliding down his throat
sends chills through his body, especially because of the hot
weather. Mark grins. Brad and Randy look knowingly at each other in
silent challenge, a game of one-upmanship is about to begin.
The oldest boy digs a big chunk out with the last spoon, turns
his head and attempts to place it on his bare left shoulder. The
frigid blob plops onto his skin, he shudders from the contact and it
slides off, down his back and lands on the floor. Naturally his
brothers snicker and giggle at him. This time he takes a smaller
amount and gets it to sit precariously on his shoulder. "Quick!
Before it slides off!" Brad demands of Mark. The youngest one
complies quite happily, bending over to reach Brad's shoulder with his
lips and "smirching" up the mess, because he is now the center of
attention. An insistent "unth! unth!" From his left causes him to
turn to his other brother Randy. Randy has his face screwed up, his
tongue stuck out as far as he can get it with a portion of strawberry
ice cream stuck on the end, dripping down his chin. Mark accepts the
dare, opens his mouth wide, plants it firmly overtop his brother's
mouth, then sucks tongue and ice cream inside his own, dimples
appearing on his cheeks from the suction. He rubs his own tongue over
the other boy's tongue to flick off the clinging desert. Mark doesn't
realize it, but he's just had his first "French" kiss. Maybe that's
what is causing the funny feeling just below his stomach.
Randy is somewhat surprised but doesn't want to show it. He
didn't think Mark would do it and the contact of his brother's mouth
on his own kinda shocked him. That and the brief touch of tongue on
tongue. Almost like a kiss from his mother, but, more intimate. He
might have dreamed about it from a girl, but not from a boy and
certainly not from his youngest brother! He has mixed emotions
because he doesn't know whether he should have liked it or not, even if
it did feel kinda nice. His "twinge" disappears when the two break
contact and pull apart. Randy give Mark a fleeting strange, quizzical
look.
Brad can't help but tease both of his brothers with a giggle
and a "Kissy! Kissy!". But if the truth be told, he thought it was
sort of sexy and wondered if kissing a boy felt just as good as
kissing a girl. I mean, it's all right to kiss your brother, isn't it?
His mom did it all of the time and for that matter so did his dad. And
that tingle between his legs didn't really mean anything, did it? He
started playing and digging into the now soft and drippy ice cream
trying to think of the next dare. Of course, he comes up with one. He
spoons out a generous amount of the soupy stuff, carefully lays on his
back and then drops the ice cream right into his "innie" belly
button. "Hey dip!, here's your next portion." He taunts Mark. Mark
still has that idiotic grin on his face and a warm feeling in his
stomach. He crawls over on his hands and knees to his 14 year old
brother, a naked pink little piglet eager for his next meal. As he
positions himself perpendicular to Brad's prone body he realizes that
this is one of the few times that all three of them have been naked at
the same time. This is the perfect opportunity to compare himself
against the other two. So as he leans down further, his little bare
butt sticking up in the air and covers the liquid pool in Brad's
bellybutton with his mouth, he takes his time. Mark probes the depth
of Brad's navel for traces of ice cream while at the same time staring
down at his older brother's crotch. This close up the boy's dick looks
bigger, but since he doesn't have any pubic hair either, the shape
and everything else is pretty much the same so he's satisfied. Licking
his lips, Mark leans back on his haunches.
When Mark's lips touched his belly, Brad had to squeeze his
eyes shut and grit his teeth. The combination of the cold cream and
the feeling that the kid's warm tongue was going to go through his
belly to his backbone was almost more than he could take. He had to
do long division in his head to keep his "member" from stirring. He
could still feel his ears burning and hoped that the others didn't
notice. He sat up, turned to Randy and mouthed a silent "Top that!"
in smugness.
Randy knew for certain that there was only one possible thing
that he could do that was better and would allow him to win the
unofficial contest. He took two fingers and scooped out a glob of ice
cream. He stood up, walked the two feet over in front of kneeling
Mark and then deliberately wiped his fingers off on the side of his
penis. The 12 year old watched the whole thing in fascination. Mark
gazed at the shorter, but thicker wiener hanging just inches from his
face, a strawberry blob clinging to it like some kind of growth. Mark
didn't hesitate this time and simply said "No way!". That is until
Randy said the magic word, "Chicken!". Mark hated anyone calling him
that, especially his own brothers. He let out a heavy sigh,
straighten up on his knees, put his hands on the outside of Randy's
thighs for support and then stuck out his tongue as far as possible to
keep his face from touching his brother. He then proceeded to lick
clean Randy's penis, actually lifting it up in the air with each pass.
If someone starts licking your dick, there's no two ways about
it, you're going to get an erection. And that's exactly what happened
to Randy. As his younger brother Mark gave his cock a tongue washing
he couldn't possible think of anything else except how good it felt
and as a result got a "boner". Right there in front of everybody!
Worse!, he jerked and accidentally poked poor Mark in the eye with his
pork. Mark let out a "Oww!" and tripped backward. Unfortunately
right behind him was the container of now slushy ice cream, which he
promptly sat on. If he did it deliberately and carefully he couldn't
have "dipped" himself more perfectly, completely coating his penis,
balls and most of his ass in strawberry ice cream. The sudden cold
made him jerk himself up and he fell to the floor flat on his back.
Brad was laughing so hard he almost pissed himself. The sight
of one brother standing there with a boner sticking out from between
his legs and the other almost freezing his nuts off was almost too
much. "Hey somebody gimme a towel or something." Said Mark, staring
down at the mess in his lap. Brad suddenly had a flash of genius,
"Mark, I think it's your turn to get 'cleaned up'. ... Well Randy,
what are you waiting for?". Randy looks startled for a moment, then
heads for the bathroom. "That's not the way it works, you have to use
your mouth." Admonishes Brad. Randy stops and glares as his older
brother. "Your kidding!" He stutters. "Nope! Your not telling me
that your afraid to do something that Mark already had the guts to do,
are you?" Teases Brad. "Uh, No, Of course not!" Replies Randy,
trapped.
He moves over to Mark and looks down at him laying on his back,
legs bent and apart, feet flat on the floor, strawberry coated crotch
fully exposed. He kneels down at his younger siblings feet, then
lowers himself onto his stomach, his head descending between Mark's
parted thighs. He rests himself on his forearms and then cups the
cheeks of the boy's ass in the palms of his hands. His brother's flesh
is warm and firm in his grip and a pleasant odor of strawberries
emanates from the kid's crotch just an inch from his face. He's seen
Mark's peter lots of times, but never this close up before. It's
slightly longer than his own and is just now sticking to his abdomen
from the ice cream. The balls are rounded and seamless without
wrinkles, sitting just above the 12 year old's almost hidden asshole,
like a lower case "i". There is a large drip running down the boy's
left upper inner thigh and Randy sticks out his tongue and then licks
the kid's leg. His brother's skin is smooth, pliant and sweet from
the ice cream. Mark's body shivers from the contact and Randy feels
his own body echo in response. He moves his tongue and lips lower and
attempts to clean the boy's butt and crack, pushing his tongue into
the shallow crevice, getting his own nose thoroughly covered with the
sticky ice cream. Mark's body bounces around from the very intimate
intrusion. Randy is actually starting to enjoy it, it doesn't taste
bad and it's kinda fun to make his brother jump, almost like tickling.
Mark was in seventh heaven. He no longer noticed the heat or
anything else for that matter, as his whole universe was centered on
what his brother Randy was doing to his tongue and lips in the area
between his legs. From the first electric moment of Randy's tongue
touching his inner thigh to the probing of his tongue into the crack of
his ass seemed like a lifetime. He shook with pleasure when those
questing lips started suckling his nuts. Just about the same time
that both of his balls slipped inside his brother's mouth his penis
became fully erect. It had, naturally enough started creeping up ever
since the first contact of skin on skin. The more Randy licked and
slurped the harder it felt. It hadn't been that long ago that Mark
had had his first wet dream and had been pre-occupied since that time
enjoying finding ways to "jerk off" and "cum". New words in his
vocabulary that he learned by spying on his older brothers Randy and
Brad when they thought that they were alone and nobody was looking. He
also felt the now familiar urgent pressure deep inside his loins that
signaled a very significant event. He started to wiggle harder but
Randy just clamped his hands tighter onto his ass. But when his
brother moved his lips from his abdomen to the tip of his stiff penis,
the demanding release became even more persistent. Waves of
overwhelming pleasure washed over his naked body as his brother's
mouth fully engulfed his erection. When the 13 year old boy sucked as
hard as he could on his dick he just couldn't hold out any longer. He
just managed to weakly say "Randy ... I think.. I'm gonna ... ", then
with a loud "uuunngghhaaaaa!!!!!!" he ejaculated inside his brother's
hot mouth. One load after another squirted from the end of his dick
as a tremendous orgasm pushed him over the edge into the most profound
sexual release he ever experienced. The pleasure was too much for him
to handle and he passed out.
Randy had gotten carried away, having too much fun teasing
young Mark. With the boy's body bouncing all over he hadn't given
much thought to the consequences. When he felt the boy's boner press
against the side of his cheek when he was licking the area below the
kid's belly button he simply took it as another way to tickle Mark.
His lips mischievously parted to allow the head of the boy's penis to
slip inside his mouth. Once there the only natural thing to do was
suck and the rest of it seemed to penetrated all on it's own until his
nose was touching his brother's abdomen and his lips were clamped
around the base of the penis with nowhere else to go as the entire
length available was now inside his mouth. So he sucked, just like
sucking a popsicle, up and down and in and out, his tongue and lips
working all sides of the shaft, deep dimples appearing in the cheeks
of his face from the suction. He was getting a perverse pleasure
from all of this, thinking how it good it would feel on himself and his
imagination was so strong he had a rock-hard-on too. Suddenly Mark
raised his hips and jammed his crotch into his face, sticking his dick
deep into his mouth, the tip of his cock actually penetrating into the
back of his throat. He gaged once before a flood of sticky, salty cum
flooded into his mouth and washed over his tonsils. He choked and
swallowed and another wave of semen filled the inside of his mouth
and slid down his throat. The third one made him sneeze and when he
jerked his head up and Mark's penis slipped out of his mouth he had a
streamer of cum hanging from each nostril and one from each corner
of his mouth, the one on the right very, very thin and transparent,
still connected to the end of his young brother's dick.
Randy walked the short distance to his desk, sat down in the
chair, grabbed a tissue and blew his nose. Sticky gobs of mucus and
cum filled the tissue. The tissue hit the bottom of the tin trash can
with a "thunk". Brad didn't say a word, ether too stunned and
shocked, or more likely the expression on Randy's face kept him silent.
Both of them looked at unconscious Mark. The boy finally stirred and
rolled over weakly to his knees. He looked sheepishly at his brother
Randy, ears visibly red. The room was quiet, too quiet. Randy broke
the silence with a husky "Come here.". Mark duck waddled on his
knees the two feet to the front of his sitting brother. He didn't have
the courage to look into Randy's face, but allowed his glance to fall
down to Randy's lap. His bother's legs were parted in the typical
boys' spread while sitting and he saw that Randy has a "semi", his
penis leaning over to the left. He heard Randy saying "You owe me ...
Big time ... Now.". When he felt his brother's hands wrap around the
back of his neck and pull his head downward he knew what he had to do,
that he owed it to Randy.
Mark rested his arms on the tops of Randy's thighs and lowered
his head, pausing only when his brother changed his position,
pushing his butt over the edge of the chair cushion, the base of his
spine resting on the edge. He closed his eyes and searched with his
lips, rubbing them over Randy's lower abdomen until he encountered the
base of the boy's penis, then traced the short shaft up with his mouth
to the tip. Once there he formed his lips into a small "O" and sucked
the mushroom head of his brother's dick into his mouth. No fooling
around this time, he licked and sucked until he felt Randy become
erect inside his mouth. With that much accomplished he did the same
up and down, in and out mouth sucking that Randy did to him, hoping
that his brother would cum and not be mad at him any more.
Brad was completely flabbergasted. First he watch Randy suck
his youngest brother Mark off and he didn't think that Randy had the
nerve to do it. And now he watched in erotic fascination as Mark gave
a very convincing blow-job to Randy. To say that he got sexual
excitement out of it was an understatement as his rock hard erection
demanded attention. He didn't want to do anything so obvious as jerk
himself off, but both of his brothers had their eyes closed and he
didn't think that they would notice anyway. Instead he took a
little bit of the now totally melted ice cream and rubbed it on his
dick to cool himself off, hoping the cold stuff would make him go down.
All that it did was make his cock slippery in his clenched fist. But
he had to do something, watching Mark's head bob up and down in
Randy's lap and the boy's butt spread open and sticking up in the
air, the brown button of his asshole swishing back and forth making him
extremely uncomfortable. "asshole ... Asshole ... Ass HOLE" he thought
to himself. Well ... why not? He quietly moves behind bent-over Mark
and kneeled between his spread apart legs. He moved as close to the
boy's backside without actually touching him, gazing hungrily down at
the stretched apart asscheeks. He place his left hand carefully on
the base of Mark's spine and with the other guided his slick dick
in-between the boy's parted cheeks. When he felt the head of his
penis touching the outside ridges of Mark's anus, both hands moved to
grip the boy's hips. He pulled back with his hands and slowly push
forward with his hips at the same time and was gratified when he felt
just the end of his slick cock "pop" inside the kid's hiney-hole.
Other than a muffled "ummph!" from the other end there was no other
reaction. He continued to push until he could feel Mark's buttocks
press against his lap and he had achieved full penetration into his
brother's body. Brad then ass-fucked his brother just like a rabbit
would fuck any other hole that was handy. But this was better, a LOT
better. Mark anus was tight, hot and forbidden, which only made the
pleasure that much greater. He too closed his eyes and fantasized
while he fucked frantically, the two boy's balls slapping into each
other in rapid harmonized rhythm.
Randy didn't mean to be mean to his brother Mark, but this was
the first time that he had, well, sucked somebody's dick and was
startled, to say the least when his brother came in his mouth. He
shouldn't have been surprised, because that's what happens when you
jerk yourself off too. And even the taste of the cum wasn't
unfamiliar, because out of curiosity he had on occasion licked the
stuff off of his own fingers just to see what it tasted like. For
some reason, at the moment he was sucking Mark, he just didn't
associate the two. Truth be told, this was also the first time that
someone sucked his wienie, all he and Brad ever did was give each
other hand-jobs. Neither one had the courage to mouth each other,
always backing out at the last moment with some excuse or other,
"hearing" things or someone that wasn't there. He relaxed and immersed
himself in the really great feeling of his stiff meat sliding in and
out of Mark's sucking mouth and remembering the not unpleasant memory
of his brother's boner in his own mouth. Something he would probably
do again, maybe next time with Brad. That would show the
chicken-shit.
Mark was in the unique position of having a dick in his mouth
and one up his ass. Each plunge of Brad's dong inside of his butt
push his body forward and assisted him in gliding Randy's erection
into his mouth. It took him a couple of moments, but he managed to
get the two in synchronization. Brad's rod rubbing the inside walls of
his intestines had given him another hard-on. His other brother had
begun to ooze and the salty, sticky stuff actually tasted good as he
usually put salt on anything he ate anyway. What he was doing and
what was being done to him made him feel warm inside. Oh, sure, after
the initial shock and hurt of Brad forcing his way into his anus, it
felt good after that. He thought to himself that he finally found
something that he was as good as, if not better than his brothers.
That's because he never saw his brothers doing what he was now doing
and felt proud of himself. He felt pleasure doing it and they
obviously enjoyed what he was doing or they wouldn't let him do it. He
now knew what having "sex" was and he wanted to have it again, as soon
as he could and as often as he could, with his brothers.
Brad wasn't thinking of anything right now, except "getting
off". When he gets a hard-on his brain shuts down. Then the only
thing that matters is cumming. He quickened the pace of jamming his
meat into the ass in front of him, not even caring whose ass it was,
much less that it was his 12 year old brother Mark. His own ass cheeks
dimpled together with each thrust of his hips as he attempted to bury
his dick as deep as he could inside the warm, tightness he had grabbed
on to. His naked, young body glistened all over from the heat and the
mad abandon of his fucking. Any rabbit would be proud of the rapid in
and out thrustings. The expected, demanding pressure in his loins
hailed the beginnings of the sought after release. Just before the dam
burst he gave one more final thrust, trying to get in as deep as he
could inside the others body. With a very loud
"uunngghhaaaggrrhhhthhh!!!!" he came, his body spasming with orgasm,
his cum flooding the inside of Mark's hiney. Enough that a small
amount squirted out through the stretched anus muscle and embedded
cock to drip down the back of Mark's hanging balls, tinged with the
tiniest amount of blood.
Coincidentally, Randy was also about ready to pop. Although
inexperienced, Mark was doing a rather good suck-job, even if he could
be taught a few things, especially being careful with his teeth. But
he did most of it right, as Randy exploded inside his brother's mouth,
but only once as he had jerked-off in the shower that morning. He
loving rubbed the back of the boy's head and smiled. Mark continued to
suck and swallow, until he couldn't taste or feel anymore jism from
Randy's softening penis. Only then did he let it slip from between
his lips and sit back on his heels, Brad leaving his butt a short time
before. "I did good, huh?" Looking for the expected praise from Randy.
"Yeah, you did good." Returned his brother in complete agreement. He
half-turned to his oldest brother Brad who blushed hotly. "Yeah, it
was all right." He admitted, now somewhat embarrassed at what he did,
but would probably do again if it came up. Mark gave out one of his
biggest angelic smiles with absolutely no hint of embarrassment or
shame.
Randy stood up and so did the other two boys. He thought
something else was needed and put his arm around Mark. With the other
he gestured to Brad. Brad came in close and Randy put he other arm
around him. His two brothers closed the group hug with their own
arms. Then Randy did something totally unexpected and kissed Mark on
the lips, turned to Brad and gave him a hard kiss as well. He nudged
his older brother and pointed with his chin. Mark and Brad stared at
each other, but Brad was the first to move. He tilted his head down
and pressed his lips firmly on Mark's with the familiar "smack". There
was a three way mutual, naked squeeze before they broke up and headed
for the shower together, regardless how late it was, just to clean up.
All three of them got in the shower together, the first time in a very
long time. They had fun just soaping each other up and washing
whoever happened to be near. They playfully punched, pinched,
squeezed and generally kidded around. After drying off they headed
back to bed, Brad to his room and Randy and Mark to theirs. The two
boys climbed onto their beds, still naked as it had cooled down some
but not that much. Mark tossed and turned for several minutes before
climbing down to Randy's bunk. His brother was laying flat on his
back wide awake. Mark lay down next to him, snuggled up and then
rolled over laying his arm across his brother's chest, hooking one leg
over Randy's leg and resting his head on the other boy's shoulder.
Randy put his own arm over his brother's bare shoulders, gave him a
gentle hug, closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Sometime during
the night the two shifted in their sleep, moving to their sides, face
to face, arms and legs entwined with each other, almost hugging in
their dreams. Whatever flights of fancy they dreamt, briefly lips
touched and they kissed. As the dream bore on, one open mouth sought
the other, two tongues played tag and hide and seek. Arms wrapped
more tightly around bodies and hips and groin areas ground against
each other. Normal nighttime erection pressed against erection, a
typical boyhood erotic dream during the night. Soon they were again
still.
Mark crossed the gray threshold between early morning
dream-sleep and consciousness. He woke to little puffs of warm,
moist air striking his face. As was also usual for the past couple of
months, he woke-up with an erection. Peering through sleep-sticky
eyes he saw his 13 year old brother Randy's face barley an inch from
his own. Mark was laying on his right side and Randy was on his
left. The two were face to face and Mark had his left arm trapped
between the two naked bodies. His brother had his right arm draped
over his waist, the palm of his hand resting lightly on his left ass
cheek. When Mark tried to move his trapped arm he ended up with a
handful of his brother's stiff penis instead. Since it was there
already he allowed his fingers to encircle Randy's dick and ever slow
slowly squeezed and massaged his brother's cock up and down. It
wasn't long before the palm of his hand and fingers became sticky, but
he continued to stroke Randy anyway. Mark felt Randy's hand squeeze
and massage his ass in reflex. He moved his head ever so slightly to
place his mouth on his brother's, kissed him, then send his tongue
probing inside the other boy's mouth. He playfully did
tongue-tickle-touch before attempting to suck his brother's tongue into
his own mouth. When Mark felt Randy's fingertips probing into the
crack of his butt for his asshole and he began grinding his hips into
Mark's crotch he decided he had better finish him off before he
became fully awake.
Mark forced his hand up to Randy's bare chest and gently
pushed. The nude boy did a slow roll over onto his back, legs parted
slightly, boner sticking up at an angle from between his thighs. Mark
then changed his position until he was head-to-toe with his older
brother, his head even with Randy's hips. A little more maneuvering
and Mark had his chest resting on his brother's abdomen. He snaked
his right hand under the 13 year old's butt and got a handful of cheek
before lowering his face into his brother's lap. Mark was careful
this time to keep his teeth out of the way as the firm, sticky flesh of
Randy's meat slid between his pursed lips and inside his waiting mouth.
He sucked in complete contentment on his brother's erect penis,
savoring the salty taste, the feel of the boy's stiff cock bumping
into the back of his throat and anxiously awaiting the food of semen
from within his brother's body to spurt into his eager mouth. Mark had
turned into a adolescent satyr, craving sex at every waking moment. He
loved to suck his brother's cocks, have his own dick sucked and even
enjoyed being fucked up the ass. Brad had did it to him last night
and as soon as he could he would try to get Randy to stick his dick
inside his asshole too. Mark nearly came immediately when he felt
Randy's mouth engulf his own boner and he suck as hard and as fast as
he could to get his brother to cum first. It was a near thing, but
Mark was extremely pleased with himself when Randy ejaculate in his
mouth, quickly swallowing all that wonderful goo before, in the
throws of orgasm, he shot his own load into the back his bother's
throat. For moments afterward the two young boys' naked bodies
shivered and shook against each other in aftershocks of orgasmic
spasms. Mark continued to suck and lick until he drained Randy of
every last drop of fluid and became soft between his lips, only then
did he allow his brother's penis to slip out of his mouth. He change
his position one last time, again face to face with Randy. Mark
kissed his brother and maybe not surprisingly Randy kissed him back.
"Randy I love you." He whispered, but his brother heard him and replied
"Yes I know, and I love you too Mark.". There was a pause. "Randy,
does Brad love us?" Mark queried. "I don't know, but we can find
out tomorrow night." Suggested Randy.
The 13 year old had always been confused and a little alarmed
when he got a hard-on every time he saw his brothers nude bodies when
they were taking a shower or changing clothes, but anything that felt
as good as he just experienced couldn't be bad, and now that he could
be open about it, at least with his 12 year old brother Mark anyway,
he felt a lot better and didn't worry about it anymore. He hugged his
naked brother body to himself and got a warm feeling when Mark gave
him a big squeeze back.
The following night was just as hot and sweltering as the night
before. Mark walked into the room still damp from the shower he just
took, a light blue towel wrapped around his waist. His father had
finally fixed the plumping in the common bathroom. The room suddenly
got darker as Randy turned off his computer and the illumination from
the monitor faded to black. Now the only light source was coming
through the windows from the almost constant heat lightning from the
impending thunderstorm. Randy got up from his desk and started to
walk over to his bed. As was usual for these hot summer nights he was
clad in only his white cotton BVD jockey underpants. He was a pale
pink ghost with a greyish-white middle.
Mark met up with Randy as his brother reached the lower bunk
just as an ominous rumble of thunder sounded outside. "Randy ..."
Stared Mark. "That's Oak. I'm kind sca..., uh, I don't like'm
either." Said Randy understandingly, putting an arm around his younger
brother's bare shoulders. "No, that's not it. I was wondering if you
might, uh, fuck me ... in the ass. Like Brad did the other night. I
rather you did it than him. And, uh, well I just want you to do it,
that's all." He managed to get out. Randy was somewhat taken aback
by his brother's directness and didn't know quite what to say. "Well,
I ... I'm not quite in the 'mood' if you know what I mean." He
sputtered, trying to buy some time to think this one out. Mark's face
simply lit up with a heart-melting smile. "Oh, I can fix that!" He
said with glee. Before Randy could say or do anything else his 12
year old brother let go of his towel, dropped to his knees, yanked down
his underpants and was sucking on his penis for all that he was
worth. The only thing he could do at that point was to put his hands
on top of Mark's bobbing head, close his eyes and mummer a long
"uummmmm".
Mark didn't stop the workings of his lips and tongue until he
felt his 13 year old brother become erect inside of his mouth. When
Randy began thrusting with his hips, Mark quit the oral sex. "I guess
your ready now, huh?" He said to his brother, wide-eyed and grinning
ear to ear. "All right, you win." Randy said, giving in with a grin.
Mark scooted over to Randy's bed and climbed on top. Randy took the
two pillows from the head of the bed and handed them to Mark. "Here.
Lay flat on you stomach and put these just below your belly. It'll
make it easier." Instructed Randy. The boy did as he was told and
squirmed into position. Randy got up on the bed and kneeled behind his
nude brother. He pushed the boy's legs farther apart and took a good
long look down the length of his body. From the dark short hair on
the back of his neck, the small back with shoulder blades barely
raising the smooth skin, the curved spine ending by dividing two
cutely rounded and dimpled ass cheeks. Randy slowly lowered himself on
top of Mark's body until the were touching full length front to back
and skin to skin. He simply lay there for a few moments just enjoying
the contact, the warmth emanating for underneath of him, the
rhythmic rise and fall from Mark's breathing, the smell of his
brother's clean hair in his nostrils as he rested his chin on the
boy's shoulder and their cheeks touched. He hugged him with his
forearms and Mark sought out and entwined the fingers of his hands
with his own. It already felt good just to have his boner pressed
against the kid's crack, but he swiveled his hips until he could feel
his stiff member mover down even farther. Randy push forward and the
head of his cock slid in-between two spongy, but firm muscles. The
tip came to a stop when it reached the bottom of the clef. "It's
o.k." Whispered Mark. Randy moved his mouth to the boy's ear and took
the lobe between his teeth at the same time he gradually thrust with
his hips. His swollen cock slowly penetrated inside his brother's
anus. The boy let out a soft "unngh" into the bed covers and
shivered. Randy inserted himself as far as he could inside Mark's body
before pulling out part-way. His brother was really tight when he
first entered him, but had loosened up just a bit. The contact of
Mark's nude body against his, the tightness surrounding his dick, the
internal body heat all made his meat thermometer ache. The 13 year
old then began to concentrate on ass-fucking the 12 year old, just like
his brother asked him to do. Adolescents aren't know for their
staying power, but they do have really intense sex. Randy was fucking
Mark so hard and so fast, they were making loud slapping and slurping
noises and causing the bed to squeak. He was breathing fast, moaning
and grunting, his balls clacking into his brothers' ass with each
thrust he attempted to plunge his dick as deeply as he could inside
the boy's body.
Mark's body was jouncing back and forth with the force of each
penetration. He was in a haze of pleasure, drifting into dreamland,
his brother's ramming rod vibrating his very core. He occasionally
squeezed his ass, just to intensify the feeling of Randy's erection
tickling the inside of him, his own boner starting to stain the
pillowcase underneath his lap. Mark was perspiring and could feel
his brothers sweat mingle with his own as it dripped and mingled with
his now damp body. For some strange reason he hummed, apparently
amused as the tone changed with each thrust. "huummMMMnnn.
hhuummmMMMMNnnnn". Randy was fucking him much faster now, but not as
hard, until suddenly his brother's body stiffen with on last deep
lunge and Mark felt a moist warmth filling his intestines. That
answered the accompanying spasms and uttered "uunngghhthhh" told him
that his brother had cum. Happily his brother did not remove himself
but lowered his exhausted body back on top of his and panted for
breath. All too soon he felt the weight lifted from his back. Mark
rolled over and quickly embraced Randy's body and kissed him on the
lips. "Thank you. I liked it very much." He admitted to his
sibling. "Yeah, I liked it too." Admitted Randy as he tongue-kissed
his kid brother back and stroked Mark's hair on the side of his head
and neck. The two of them lay in each others arms for some time after
that before drifting off to sleep.
Randy woke sometime later. He looked loving look over his
young brother Mark's nude body laying so close to his own. The
smaller pink copy of his own nakedness still had that angelic smile on
his face even in his sleep. The boy found he had an ache in his heart
and a lump in his throat. How could someone be that open, so adoring
and so freely giving of themselves. Randy actually felt guilty that
his brother has made him feel so good without demanding anything in
return. His right hand went out with a volition of it's own and
softly stroked the 12 year old's cheek and then traced his lower jaw
with the tips of his fingers. His hand traveled lower, gently rubbing
and caressing the pre-teen's chest. His right hand rose and fell in
time with Mark's breathing, absorbing the warmth of his body and
vibrating with the strong, young heartbeat within.
Randy scrunched closer to his brother, positioning himself on
his side, watching for signs in the sleeping kid's face as his hand
moved further down the boy's body until the fingers of his right hand
encountered the other's genitals. When he started to roll the head of
the boy's penis between his fingers his bother's eyelids flickered for
just an instant, but he remained asleep. Randy really did enjoy the
feel of his siblings' balls and penis in his hand, for it was almost
like fondling himself. Mark's thighs parted open and Randy was
pleased to feel his brother coming erect in his stroking hand. A
twinge between his own legs told him that the same thing was
happening to himself.
Randy moved down to the end of the bed and rolled over on his
belly, pushing Mark's legs apart even more. He crawled up on stomach
and elbows until he planted himself between the younger boy's legs.
There was no hesitation this time, no second thoughts. He wanted very
much to give his brother back just some of the pleasure he had
received. Mark's slender erection slid very quickly between his eager
lips and into his waiting, hungry mouth. Randy's tongue sought out
and began to massage the mushroom head of the boy's rigid dick.
Every so slowly he sucked up and down on the shaft, forcing his hands
under and then griping the youngster's narrow thighs. The young body
shivered several times and he heard a few "uh's", but all was well.
The 13 year old came to realize that he loved and was in love
with his younger brother. That the firm, hot flesh sliding in and out
of his sucking mouth was probably the best tasting, if not the most
pleasing, thing he had ever stuck there. The sticky, salty fluid
seeping out the end and sticking to the insides of his cheeks and
coating his tongue was no different than what he had licked off of his
own fingers after jacking-off. But because it came from his own
brother it seemed to taste even better. He sucked harder and faster
and Mark's hips started to help by pushing the crotch up into his
face. Randy intensified the pace, placing more emphasis on the
sensitive skin at the end of the boy's cock and was soon rewarded with
an abrupt "eerruuunnggghh" and a mouthful of ejaculated semen. He
swallowed the warm desert and continued to suck, knowing a second
portion would follow. His brother's body bucked spasmed again and the
expected gush of cum washed the inside of his mouth and throat. He
kept the kid's penis in his mouth throughout the aftershocks of
orgasm, cleaning all remnants of juice from the still hard member,
like sucking the remains of milk shake out of a straw. One last
loving kiss on Mark's penis and he moved back to his brother's side.
Randy looked over to the cherubic face and whispered "I love you.".
Mark allowed one eye to peer open and he replied "I love you too.".
This time the both of them feel into a deep, long sleep in each others
arms, thoroughly at peace and contentment.
Brad wandered into his brother's room early the next morning.
Upon seeing Randy and Mark naked in each other's arm's he experienced
shock, jealousy, hurt and envy. Shock that his brothers were doing
something without his knowing about it, jealousy because they
obviously had a good time doing it, hurt that he wasn't included and
envy because he had an all too brief taste of how good it probably
was. He roughly grabbed two pairs of shoulders and shook them. "Get
up! And Hurry up and put something on before Mom or Dad catch you!"
He admonished. He quickly turned and stomped out of the room.
Quite later, almost midnight in fact, Brad snuck out of his
room and headed towards his brothers' room. He padded quietly in
his bare feet the short distance across the hall, anyone looking would
see a quick blur of white on pink as the 14 year old boy was just
wearing his underpants. This was the usual attire for hot summer
nights. It was also not a unusual nighttime activity since the boys
had found a way to bypass the lockout on the playboy channel on the
cable box. He soundlessly entered Randy and Mark's room and closed
the door. "Hey guys!" He whispered as he strode up to the
side-by-side beds, "Are you ready?". There was no answer and the room
was dark with just barely enough light to see your way around coming
from the street light illumination filtering through the open window.
What Brad found was not unexpected after this morning, but
somewhat hard to take none the less. Randy and Mark were laying on
their backs side-by-side, crosswise, on top of Randy's bed. Both of
his brothers were dressed the same as he, just in underpants. His
youngest brother Mark was now favoring plain white jockey shorts, BVD's
the same as Randy. More and more it seemed the 12 was trying to
imitate as much as possible his 13 year old brother and it made Brad
envious. The two of them so close to each other, sleeping hand in
hand, appearing to share the same dream through contact of entwined
fingers, pink carbon copies even breathing in rhythm.
Baby-faced Mark had a lock of hair down over one eye and Brad
leaned over to gently brush it away. Instead of removing his hand
Brad allowed his fingertips to stroke Mark's cheek and then trace his
jaw. Brad is shaking a little, nervous and excited at the same time
even as he puts the flat of his hand in the middle of the other boy's
bare chest. The skin was warm and smooth beneath his touch and the
beat of his brother's heart vibrated up his arm. He glance over at
Randy and thought for a moment. As easily as he could he removed
his right hand and replaced it with his left. Then Brad as softly as
he could put his right hand on Randy's naked chest. He now had both
hands flat on both of his brothers' chests as the same time. It was
amazing, their hearts beat in time and their chest rose and fell with
their breathing as the same time.
Brad was really shaking now, but he just couldn't quit. The
palms of his hands flowed and rubbed all over the tow boys' chests. He
felt every bump, rib and muscle. Fingertips traced and whorled around
brown, penny-sized nipples. Eventually his hands moved to the softer
tissue of bellies and fingertips probed the depression of
belly-buttons. When fingers encountered elastic he hesitated for quite
a while, gathering nerve for the next step, content just to run
fingertips back and forth, side-to-side at the boundary of skin and
cloth. Gulping and taking a deep breath, hands finally crossed the
border onto very soft cotton and downward until coming to rest overtop
small, spongy mounds. Heart thumping in his chest, Brad rubbed,
teased and squeezed Mark and Randy's penises through the thin cotton
underpants. He traced the outline of his brother's genitals through
the cloth, fingertips searching for, finding and rubbing the heads of
the members. The more he played with them, the more distinct became
the outlines, the more prominently the boys dicks push up against the
cotton. It wasn't long before he had given both of them erections,
but himself as well. The trill of touching their privates, the
excitement of possible being caught gave him a kind of perverse sexual
pleasure. He continued massaging, rubbing and squeezing the young
boy's stiff cocks until he felt moisture seeping through the porous
cotton.
Brad gazed down at his two brothers, both with identical boners
poking up and stretching their underwear and his own erection now
controlled his actions. His right hand slid down inside his own pants
and he gave himself a gratifying squeeze. He didn't even notice the
little bit of fluid that leaked out into his hand. Thumbs quickly
hooked into the waistband at his hips and he pushed his underpants down
over his hips and buttocks, down his thighs and stepped out of them
one leg at a time. Naked, his erect penis sticking straight out like
a miniature flag-pole he dropped his shorts to the floor.
First Brad leaned over his 12 year old brother Mark. He pushed
his thumbs up through the boy's underpants leg holes near the butt.
With a slow and steady pull the underwear inched it's way down Mark's
body. Once he had the shorts at the kid's knees it was easy to get
them the rest of the way off. He looked lovingly at the boy's nude
body, the penis now gone somewhat "semi", leaning lazily over on it's
side to the rig, kind of pointing to his bother next to him. Brad
took the hint and turned his attentions to Randy, performing the
same delicate, but firm removal of the encumbrance of cloth until his
other brother was also naked. There was less hesitate this time as two
hands simultaneously reached out and began again to play with the now
fully exposed genitals. Brad really enjoys this new fun game to see
which hand massaging balls and dicks could get his brothers erect
first.
Brad stroke and gave them a classic hand-job until his back
started to ache. He stood up to get the kink out. Since the two of
them still hadn't woke up he decided to try and move them just a
little bit to make things easier. He grabbed Mark's ankles and pulled
on the boy's body until it slid down to the edge of the bed and the
kid's legs bent at the knees and hung over the side. He repeated the
same process on Randy. Then he did something he never dared do
before, but after watching Mark and Randy he had to try it out to see
what it was like. He knelt on the floor in front of Mark and pushed
the boy's knees apart. He put his hands on Mark's naked hips and
lowered his head into the youngster's lap. He then licked his lips
to moisten them and then kissed the head of his brother's penis.
Dipping his head further he allowed Mark's erection to push it's way
between his pursed lips and into his mouth. He was surprised that there
was no taste, just a firm warmness pushing against his tongue. Brad
sucked and licked Mark's penis, letting it slide in and out of his
mouth just the same way he saw them do to each other. As he gave his
brother a blow-job he imagined himself getting oral sex from Randy and
his own erection throbbed for attention. This actually wasn't half
bad.
Reluctantly he stopped sucking on Mark's dick, but he wanted to
find out what Randy was like. He moved over to his other brother,
again hugging naked hips and thighs and sucked the 13 year old's penis
into his mouth. Randy quickly swelled back to a full erection under
Brad's sucking lips and rubbing tongue. He kinda just drifted away
with the sensation, head bobbing up and down, Randy's boner plunging in
and out of his mouth, the musky smell of his brother's crotch. He
hardly even noticed the salty taste of Randy oozing sticky fluid from
the end of his penis, and not at all when Mark silently crawled off
the bed. It seemed only natural when Randy's legs raised and wrapped
themselves over his shoulders and back and the boys hands rubbed the
back of his bobbing head. But Brad almost choked and swallowed
Randy's dick when brother Mark plunged his slender boner deep inside
his asshole. After the initial pain Brad relaxed and merged the two
pleasures of being fucked up the ass and in the mouth as one and the
same, content that he had now been accepted into the circle of love he
thought he had been excluded from. Two bodies spasmed as one and the
separate orgasms and ejaculations flooded into Brad trying to meet
somewhere in the middle. He assisted as much as he could, gulping and
swallowing Randy's cum, the sticky warmth coating his throat. The
wash of warm liquid of Mark's ejaculation also coating the inside of
his intestines. For the first time in his life Brad came without
ever touching his own dick. He felt the goo splatter against his
lower belly before dripping on to the floor. Mark hugged his nude
body with a mighty squeeze before withdrawing. Brad didn't want him
to, the removed intimacy like a loss of love. But he felt better when
his two brothers boxed his like bookends, drew him up on the bed and
hugged and kissed him. A human sandwich of love, the three naked
boys drifted of to sleep with the most pleasant and erotic dreams that
you could imagine.
The three brothers soon not only became inseparable, but sex
crazy. At night they would do every thing that they could think of.
Daisly-chain blow jobs, double ass-fucks, one boy on the bottom, the
next fucking him in the ass and being ass-fucked at the same time.
Hand jobs, blow jobs and corn holes. Singles, doubles and triples. It
was funny to watch them hiding what they were doing, trying to get away
with something. They would sit in the back row or balcony in a
movie, a pants zipper quickly pulled down in the dark, one or the
other with his head in his brother's lap, sucking on a dick. Always
stolen hugs and french kisses. Ass and crotch grabbing and rubbing
when they thought no one could see. Forget satyr, they were little boy
nymphomaniacs. They went to the bathroom together, took showers
together and slept naked together as often as they could, which was
very frequently, almost constantly.
They began to play tricks on one another. One day Randy was
sitting at the dining room table eating lunch. It was a large oval
table almost 6 feet in length. It was covered with an over-large
white tablecloth that once belonged to his mother's great-grandmother
and it almost touched the floor. All of the boys liked to set at the
end of the table where their father usually sat. Randy was taking
turns biting into his sandwich, drinking milk from his glass and
talking to his mother about soccer practice. He was still wearing his
white jersey and silver-white soccer shorts.
Between one bite and the next Randy felt a pair of hands
scramble as his waist, clawed fingers hook into the waistband of his
shorts and underpants and with an insistent tug, felt them slide
down to his knees. Shortly there after the same unseen hands pulled
them the rest of the way off, catching them only briefly on his tennis
shoes. To say it was a weird feeling to be eating lunch with his
mother and naked from the waist down was an understatement. Although
he kinda expected what came next, he dame near jumped up when the
hidden mouth swallowed his penis. "Are you all right Randy?" inquired
his mother upon seeing him jerk. "Uh, yeah mom. I, uh, just had a
piece of bread go down the wrong way." He replied, trying to keep a
straight face as his erection grew between the sucking lips. The
tongue and the pumping head was driving him nuts and he squirmed in
his seat, trying desperately not to cum. "Well dear, are you going to
go to Brad's game tomorrow? You are coming with Mark and I, aren't
you?" Queried his mother. "Uh, uh, Yes I'm definitely going to come."
Answered Randy, unable to hold off the pressure in his crotch. He
stiffened and then ejaculated inside the warm, moist mouth hidden
under the table. The sucking continued until his dick was drained and
limp. He shivered again with after-shocks of orgasm. HIs mother
started to get up. "Are you sure that you are O.K.?" She asked. "No
mom! I'm fine. Really!" He replied, not wanting her to come around to
his side of the table. "I think that the milk might be going sour,
that's all." He stammered. Seeming to be satisfied, she took he empty
plate to the sink. "O.K. But I think I'll get rid of the rest of the
milk and then go down to the grocery store and get some more along
with a few other things." She stated. "Alright, I'll just sit here
and finish the rest of my sandwich." He almost pleaded. As soon as she
went out the door Randy ducked down to retrieve his shorts and
underpants. Whoever it was had slipped out the other end and he
couldn't tell who it was that had just given him the blow-job. With
recent events he couldn't decide if it had been Mark or Brad. But he
decided to get even with Mark first.
Randy didn't bother to put his pants back on as there wasn't
supposed to be anybody else in the house at this time of the day
except Mark. As a matter of fact when he got to his room he took off
his shirt, shoes and socks too. Completely nude he strolled over to
the side-by-side beds and sure enough Mark was quietly taking a nap,
laying on his stomach. "Yeah, so innocent." Said Randy sarcastically
to himself. He pulled down the single sheet covering the 12 year old
boy's slumbering form. As usual in the summer heat his brother had
taken to sleeping in his birthday suit, as had they all. Randy first
stroked the boy's bare back then allowed his hands to go down to the
kid's bottom. Both hands massaged a small mellon of butt-cheek. With
his thumbs Randy gently pushed open the crack of Marks behind
revealing the tiny puckered muscle of his brother's anus. The sight
and feel of the young naked body gave him another hard-on. He climbed
up on the bed and straddled the boy's legs then lowered his body down
on top of the other until bare chest touched naked back and Mark's
hiney pressed into his crotch. Mainly by feel he maneuvered his hips
until he felt the head of his penis push in between the cheeks of
Mark's ass. Grabbing his brother's shoulders he pushed forward and
upward with his body until he felt his boner penetrate inside the boy's
tight, hot asshole. Randy then began to butt-fuck his younger
brother like a rabbit in heat. Harder and faster he fucked, plunging
his dick as deep as he could into the other's body. For the second
time that day and in such a short time he ejaculated inside a very warm
and moist receptacle. Still spasming he slumped and then hugged the
petite nude boy to himself, giving a small kiss to the back of the
kid's head, his deflating penis still inserted inside his brother's
hiney-hole. "Ummm, that was nice. Do ya think you can do it again?"
Muttered Mark. "Uhmm, maybe later. After I rest." mumbled Randy
before drifting off to sleep himself.
Randy caught Brad at the community pool the next day. He
waited until his older brother went into the bathhouse and followed
him at a safe distance. When Brad took off his swimming trunks and
entered the shower, Randy also took of his trunks and then hesitated
at the shower door biding his time. When the 14 year old had his back
turned and his face full of soap, Randy snuck in. When Brad turned to
get water on his back as he washed his face Randy quickly kneeled down
and plunged his face into his brother's crotch, slurping the boy's
penis in between his lips. Brad backed up to the wall in astonishment,
all the while his younger brother still sucking on his dick.
At that point he simply gave up, put his hands on the top of Randy's
bobbing head and with shaking, rubbery legs let his brother suck him
off until he came inside his mouth. But of course that was not the
end of it. Randy kept it up until his licking, sucking and swallowing
could no longer taste any of Brad's salty, sticky semen on his tongue
or ooze out of his brother's penis. Just for good measure he kissed
and licked his brother's balls as well. Brad slumped down to the wet
floor. Randy followed him down. No sooner was Brad on his back than
Randy took his brother's dick back inside his mouth. "Two can play at
that game!" Cried Brad as he wrestled the boy around until he also had
a mouthful of young cock. It became a mutual 69 suck-off, a
simultaneous twosome blow-job, each trying to make the other come
first. But since Brad had already recently ejaculated he had the
upper hand, or mouth, so to speak. He knew he had won when he felt
Randy stop sucking and stiffen up. Brad sucked harder on the hard
flesh and was gifted with a flood of warm, salty, sticky goo. He had
made his brother ejaculate first and he eagerly swallow the cum as
fast as it hit the back of his throat. But it wasn't long before he
himself orgasmed, shooting a second load inside the sucking mouth
between his own legs. The mutual blow-job was watched with interest
by a scheming young boy in the shadows. Charlie smiled to himself as
he crept away.
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