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Better Than Christmas


Chapter One - Jayce

I was eleven, and I guess just a little bit angry at my stepmother that
day.  Once again, she had listened to my little brother, and taken his side
in an argument over a favorite record of mine that he wanted, and my
stepmother said I didn't need.  I couldn't stand my little brother, who was
five at the time, because he knew his mother liked him better, and he took
full advantage of that fact, getting whatever he wanted.  All he had to do
was tell his mom that I said he couldn't have something, and she'd let him
have it, just to spite me, even if she wouldn't normally approve of
whatever it was. 

A typical dysfunctional family, we lived in a nice home, belonged to the
country club, and kept our troubles to ourselves.  Myself, and my 17 year
old older brother were my father's from a previous marriage, while my dad
and his second wife had dropped two pups into the world, Jacey ( the little
shit ) and Lanier, who was 9 at the time of this story.  With Mom, Dad,
three boys, a girl and two dogs, we were a Brady Bunch family to all of our
neighbors. 

On this particular day, I was pissed, and sulked into my room to listen to
some of my 1970's acid rock, that was spacey, and always succeeded in
transporting me into a world where only masturbation and the sound were my
realities.  As I lay in my bed on that day, I struggled with a new fantasy
of the 14 year old boy across the street.  I had thought of him before when
working my dick up and down, but today, I imagined kissing him, and though
made hotter than I'd ever been at the thought, I was nervous about what
kissing another boy said about me.  So I ignored it. 

BAM BAM BAM!! 

A violent rush of reality notified me that my stepmother was at my door. 
She said, 'I'm going out for a while, do your homework".  Fucking bitch, I
thought, biting my finger in rage so hard it felt good.  I listened for her
to leave the house, and made plans to go and get my record from Jayce who
was probably in his room, or out playing with his friends.  Either way, I'd
get my record back.  I watched out my window for my stepmoms car, and, as
always, was instantly pleased when I saw her burnt orange cadillac drive
off down the street.  I put on my robe, and left my room, heading towards
Jayce's room, on the other side of the bathroom door from my room. 

His door opened a crack, I peeked in, and what I saw to this day gives me a
rock for a dick.  There on his bed, my five year old blond haired blue eyed
little brother was sitting on the bed...buck naked...feet on the
floor...dribbling spit onto his dick.  This was not as amazing to me as
when I realized that the reason he was doing so was to encourage our year
old Labrador retriever to enthusiastically lick the spit off, and it had
worked.  Andros ( the lab) was licking and lapping at my baby brothers
hairless little dick like it was a beef gravy coated sausage.  I stood
there unaware of the hardon I had, until it was so hard, it hurt.  I
watched hypnotized, as Andros eventually worked his way down to Jaycey's
asshole, where he expressed interest in the smell.  Feet up in the air,
Jaycey held his eyes closed while the dog lapped away at his pink little
puckered asshole.  I had not seen Jaycey naked since he was a baby, and was
amazed at how big his balls were.  Small dick, but balls as big as a mans. 
I watched until Andros lost interest, and ran into my room to jack off like
it was my last chance before the world blew up. 

I stayed in my room for about another 2 hours, and listened to the arrival
of my other family members, and only ventured out when I was called to
dinner.  I barely looked at Jayce, who acted as normal and as goofy as he
always did, and it made me wonder how long he had been doing that with
Andros.  More than that, I was a little disappointed in myself for not
thinking of the idea before Jayce.  At five, I didn't think he got horny,
or would even enjoy something like that.  I was excited at the thought of
being able to try it with Andros later that night, and it was all I could
think about.  A new thing!! 

I went to bed at 9:30, and anxiously listened for everyone to go to bed, so
I could go get Andros out of Jaycey's room.  At 11:30, I was confident that
everyone had fallen asleep, and I tip toed down the hall to Jayce's room. 
Jayce's room was across the hall from Lanier's, and Kyle (my older brother
who was never home) stayed in his room which had been converted from the
garage back behind the house.  Lanier was a sound sleeper, and Jayce slept
like a rock, so I wasn't worried about anyone waking up, so I don't know
why I was tip toeing.  I just was.  Pushing Jayce's door open, Andros
raised his head from the floor next to the bed, and wagged his tail...up
and down like he always does, but the thump, thump, thump sound he made on
the floor seemed loud enough to wake the whole house.  I whispered for him
to come here, but Andros apparently was more interested in sleeping that
going with me.  I walked close to the bed, and looked at Jayce, who was
sleeping on top of his covers with only his cut off pajama bottoms on.  It
was summer.  I had never thought of Jayce sexually before, but after that
afternoon, he showed that even a 5 year old enjoys physical pleasure, and I
saw him now in a different way.  Never before interested in seeing his
little dick, all of a sudden I was obsessed with the idea of parting the
little fly on his p.j.'s for a closer look at his dick. 
I knelt down next to his bed, and gently reached out to see if I could see
it without waking him up.  The p.j.s were light blue, and the fly was very
big, with only one snap in the middle.  It wasn't snapped, so it only took
the motion of moving aside a curtain to see his velvety little prick.  I
noticed the faint smell of piss, and I remembered that Jayce sometimes wet
the bed still, and a momentary thought of contempt flashed through my
mind...it quickly vanished though, as I traced my finger along his little
foreskin, and to my great excitement saw his little dick snap, instantly it
seemed, erect.  He was obviously still asleep, with a glisten of saliva
shining out of the corner of his open mouth, I slowly lowered my head to
his crotch, and took his little dick into my mouth.  I sat there with no
thoughts in my mind, except "WHAT ARE YOU DOING", and about 30 seconds
later, I felt his little dick jump, and my mouth fill with warm liquid.  I
swallowed in shock, thinking there was no way he could cum, when I realized
he was pissing.  I kept swallowing.  And I came without touching myself for
the first time in my life...while I was awake, that is.  He would not get
in trouble for wetting the bed this time. 
I got up...left with Andros...and returned to my room.  I could still taste
the piss in my mouth, I swilled my tongue around, savoring the taste, and
wondered why it didn't taste bad like mine had when I had tried it once. 
It tasted sweet, and I thought that Jayce must have had a soda before he
went to bed.  My dick still hard, I followed Jayce's example, and let
Andros lick spit off my dick, until he moved to my ass while I jacked off. 
When I came, Andros frantically licked at the air around my dick, trying to
catch the pearl white drops that he seemed to find quite tasty.  I didn't
blame him though, as I found it quite tasty too. 
A few minutes after I came, something happened that scared the shit out of
me.  My stepmother came walking down the hallway from the other side of the
house where their room was, and looked in each door.  Andros left my room
when she opened my door, and left.  It suddenly occurred to me that she
could have done that at any time when I was in Jayce's room.  I decided I
would not do that again for a long time.  I didn't end up doing a late
night rendezvous with Jayce until the next night...my convictions were not
that strong it seems, nor my fear.  I had discovered games I could play
that gave me more excitement than any Christmas gift I had ever received. 

That's the end of the first part.  More to come if you want it. 

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The following story contains graphic descriptions of pre-adolescent sex. 
If this offends you, DON'T READ IT
If you don't don't like this sort of thing, DON'T READ IT If this sort of
thing disgusts you, DON'T READ IT
It is a true story, but it ended a few years ago.  The author now lives in
Brazil, and doesn't have access to the net...luckily I do!! 
For those of you who enjoy it, let me know, and I'll post more of it.  For
those of you who do not...DON'T READ IT



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Chapter 2 Instinct

For two nights after my first experience with Jayce, I returned to his room
late at night.  I made sure it was real late, so as not to take a chance of
my step mom coming in on anything.  Jayce was a sound

sleeper, and he never woke once.  I would suck on his little dick, trying
to make him piss again, but he I guess he hadn't had anything to drink on
those nights.  I had to satisfy myself with burying my nose in his pajamas
around his crotch, and breathe in the pissy odor of him.  I loved this
smell, and wished he had another pair of pj bottoms that I could take in my
room. 

My last night alone in the room with Jayce was the best.  I was in my usual
position kneeling on the floor beside Jayce's bed, his smooth little hard
dick in my mouth, my nose pressing into his stomach, breathing deep of his
crotch smell.  Jayce began to piss again, and piss a lot.  It came out more
than I think I had ever pissed myself, and I was close to not being able to
swallow anymore when he finally stopped.  I don't know if you've ever drank
before till your stomach felt like it was going to pop, but I did that
night.  Pumping my dick like crazy with my hand, I wanted to cum before he
stopped pissing. 

I started to come, just as Jayce stopped pissing, and my cum was licked off
my thigh by Andros who was, as usual, laying by Jayce's bed.  I had an
idea.  I had a good deal of cum still on my hand, and holding it over
Jayce's face, let a few drops drip into his open mouth.  I guess its just
instinct or something, but my sleeping five year old baby brother closed
his mouth and I saw his throat move as he swallowed the couple drops of my
cum that came off my hand, before his mouth fell open again and he resumed
his loud breathing.  COOL!!! I stood up and leaned over him, and squeezed
out what was left of the cum still inside my dick, right into his mouth. 
He swallowed this too, and it was more than the couple of drops that came
off my hand.  I gently rubbed my dick across his lips, as he closed his
mouth again to swallow what his sleeping brain probably thought was excess
saliva.  I had gotten hard again.  I wanted to put my dick in his mouth,
but I knew that would wake him up, so I held back.  But I had another
idea.  I went to the door, made sure the house was quiet, and slipped
across to the bathroom.  I got a little paper Dixie cup from the dispenser
next to the sink mirror, and brought it back into Jayce's room.  This time,
I stood over him and beat off until I came in the cup.  And slowly, bit by
bit, Jayce drank all of my cum.  It was such a turn on to see a little
dribble of my syrupy cum go into his open mouth, and see him open and close
his mouth like he was smacking his food.  I came three times that night,
and Jayce drank the last two. 

These late night visits to my little brother would have gone on, probably
until I was caught, or he woke up, but as it turned out, other things
developed. 





Chapter 3 Li'l Bit

Since my adventures with Jayce had started, and had not come to any
problems, my mind began to think of all the things I would like to try, and
with whom.  Although I had been able to cum since I was two months before
my 11th birthday, I still didn't have any dark hair on my dick.  I had a
little peach fuzz, and it was starting to turn a little darker, and I was
psyched about that.  I had thought that dark hair would just start
sprouting one day, but I guess it happens gradually.  Anyway, one of my
ideas had a chance to happen four days after my first night visit to
Jaycey. 

I hope I don't freak anybody out with this next part of my story, but I'm
just telling you what happened.  It wasn't even my idea to write all this
stuff down, but anyway. 

Two house down, and across the street was the Fitzgerald house.  My step
mom and Mrs.  Fitz (for short) were friends, and occasionally my step-mom
would volunteer me to baby-sit.  I hated doing it, but it wasn't a request,
it was an order.  This particular time, was as I said, four days after my
first experience with Jayce, and on a Friday evening.  My parents and the
Fitz's were going to the Country club for a Birthday party, and I was left
to baby-sit Nicolas.  Nicolas' nickname was Li'l bit.  Brace yourself,
Nicolas wasn't quite a year old yet, and was still breastfeeding, so doing
anything with him never entered my mind.  Until that night.  Watching TV
downstairs, It occurred to me that Nicolas couldn't really talk a whole
lot, and if I did do something with him, he couldn't tell.  I wasn't
supposed to pick him up, or take him out of his crib.  My instructions were
simply to give him his bottle if he woke up and started to cry.  But I went
upstairs to look at him anyway.  He was asleep, wearing only diapers.  I
looked at him for a while, then I took off all of my clothes.  I reached
into his crib and lifted him up, and sat down on the floor with him in my
lap.  I noticed immediately that he was wet.  He kinda woke up, and started
to make a little noise, but I came prepared, and put the bottle in his
mouth, which he began sucking furiously.  My dick was getting real hard at
this point, and I laid him down on the floor, I took off his diapers, set
them aside, and put him back in my lap.  I started laughing as I saw my own
boner sticking up between his legs, and I started to rub my dick back and
forth across his.  He actually stopped for a minute, took the bottle out of
his mouth, and looked at what I was doing, but it didn't interest him long,
and he was back to his bottle.  I put him back on the floor, laying on his
side, and laid down beside him, lining my dick up with his face.  None of
this fazed him, and soon he closed his eyes, while he continued to suck on
his bottle.  I pulled the bottle slowly from his mouth,, and he started to
make angry noises again, but when I put my dick to his lips, without
opening his eyes, he wrapped his mouth around it, and started sucking the
head of it with the same enthusiasm he had been sucking his bottle with. 

The sensation was wonderful.  No one had ever touched my dick except me,
and this was warm and wet, and babies can sure suck hard....I guess because
they have a lot of practice.  Nicolas was sucking hard on the head of my
dick, trying his best to get milk to come out, I guess, and I was fixin to
give him some.  I stopped leaning on my elbow, and laid down on my side,
being careful not to pull my dick out of Nicolas' mouth.  When my head hit
the floor, it was cushioned by Nicolas' warm piss soaked diaper.  As I
turned my mouth to the diaper, and began to suck the still warm piss from
the cloth, I started to cum.  Nicolas was happy that he had finally gotten
something to come out I guess, cuz he stopped sucking so hard, and just
gently sucked as my dick (with some dark peach fuzz on it) jerked over and
over, filling his mouth and stomach with my thick white cum.  It was
definately the longest cum I had ever had, and it seemed like I fed him cum
for a whole minute, before I couldn't take it anymore, and had to pull
out.  Nicolas started to cry again, but he didn't want his bottle when I
tried to give it to him.  I sat up, and leaned over to his little dick
(once again, I noticed how big balls can get before the dick gets big) and
put it in my mouth.  It immediately began spurting piss, although not
much.  Totally different tasting than Jacey's, but not bad.  I kept on
sucking like he had done me, and Nicolas quit crying pretty quick, and
closed his eyes.  I sucked on him for a little while longer, and then
picked him up and put him in bed.  Got dressed, watched TV, said that
Nicolas had been great when The Fitz's got home(!) and went home, feeling
like I had better slow down, or I was gonna get in major trouble. 


(By the way, you'll never know the name of our hero)

Chapters 4+, on the way

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The following story contains graphic descriptions of pre-adolescent sex. 
If this offends you,
DON'T READ IT
If you don't don't like this sort of thing, DON'T READ IT If this sort of
thing disgusts you, DON'T READ IT
It is a true story, but it ended a few years ago.  The author now lives in
Brazil, and doesn't have access to the net...luckily I do!!  For those of
you who enjoy it, let me know, and I'll post more of it.  For those of you
who do not...
DON'T READ IT



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Chapter 4 - Kyle

As I said before, my older brother Kyle was never home.  We had very little
to do with each other, which bothered me, since only he and I had the same
mother and father.  Kyle was older when Mom and Dad broke up, and I think
he sorta blamed me since it happened shortly after I was born.  I always
wanted to have that big brother - little brother setup, where he was
supposed to take me places with him, and stick up for me at school, and
stuff like I saw on television, and movies.  The only contact I really had
with him was when he wasn't there.  Shall I explain? 
Kyle's room was messy.  Kyle left his dirty clothes all over the floor. 
Kyle was seventeen, and THE stepmom thought he was old enough to do his own
laundry.  So it never got done.  I liked his underwear.  When I was 10, I
would go into his room, lie on his bed, and put on his underwear.  I didn't
know about jacking off at the time, I just knew I liked the feeling, and
the smell of the stains on his white briefs.  I would do this often, and
never got caught, and his room was so messy, he never noticed that I had
been in there.  When I learned about jacking off at age 11, I understood
what the wet globs on the wall behind his bed in the morning were.  If I
went into his room first thing in the morning after he went to school,
there was white stuff on the wall that was still wet.  It had little chunky
stuff in it.  I tasted the white stuff on the wall, but it didn't taste
like my own...it tasted like the paneling on the wall...although it did
have that familiar aftertaste.  I liked the taste of my own cum, as I tried
it almost immediately after I first learned how to jack off.  I tried it
all different ways.  I licked it off my hand.  I tried cumming in a cup,
and drinking it.  (Sound familiar?) But the best way was to get it right
out of my dick.  At 11, I was limber enough to get a little more than the
head of my dick in my mouth, and my favorite thing to do was to cum in my
mouth.  Anyway, I'm getting away from what I started telling you about. 
Kyle. 
Kyle had a secret.  I didn't know what it was, but I knew he was never
around anymore, and when he was, he stayed in his room.  He had a
girlfriend, so I just thought he spent all his time with her, then I heard
my stepmom talking to my Dad one night, and telling him that Kyle's
girlfriend was going with some other guy now.  She knew the girls' mom.  I
thought this would be a good time to talk to Kyle...show him that I cared
for him by telling him I was sorry about his girlfriend.  But of course, he
wasn't home. 
Kyle got home at a 9:45pm, 15 minutes after I was supposed to be in bed.  I
waited till 10:30pm, then crawled out of my bedroom window, and walked on
the path that led behind the house to Kyle's renovated garage bedroom. 
I knocked on his door, and after a minute, he cracked the door and looked
out. 
"Yeah?" he asked. 
"I just wanted to tell you that I was sorry about your girlfriend", I said,
feeling like an idiot. 
"You're a little late" he said, "I haven't been seeing her for like 5
months". 
"Oh", I said.  "Well, I just now heard about it. 
"Whatever.  Anything else, I'm sorta busy" he said.  "Uh...no", I said and
started to walk away.  The door closed behind me, and I was feeling like a
total dumbass, when the door opened again, and Kyle said "Wait...You wanna
come in for a minute?" "Sure!" I said, trying not to act like it was a big
deal.  I walked into his room, for the first time in years while he was
there too.  It looked allot different at night.  It was dark, and the
shades were pulled down, and the only light was a little lamp next to his
bed with a black bandanna hanging over the shade. 
"Have a seat", he pointed to the highback wicker chair next to his bed.  I
sat down, and he jumped playfully onto his bed, and rolled onto his back. 
He pushed himself up so he was sitting up, leaning against the wall behind
his bed.  Why was he being so friendly? 
"Look what I got", he said, as he took off his shirt.  He was wearing only
a pair of boxers now, and I saw on his arm, that he's gotten a tattoo of a
skull and crossbones.  It looked good with his shoulder length hair, but I
said, "Dad's gonna kill you!"
"Not if he doesn't know about it", he said.  "Why, are you gonna tell him?"
"Of course not", I said, sounding insulted. 
"I do lots of things Dad wouldn't like, but I don't give a shit, cuz I'm
17, and I can do whatever the hell I want to. 
"Yeah, me too", I said. 
"Yeah, right!!" He scoffed. 
All the time we had been talking, he kept scratching at his dick, which had
been kinda sticking out of the leg of his boxer shorts.  I didn't think he
knew it was showing, and he probably wouldn't have cared if he did.  We
were both guys, after all, and that kinda stuff.  I however, I DID care,
and spoke like a robot since all my concentration went towards trying NOT
to look at his balls and dick. 
"Like what?", he asked?. 
(Think...what were we talking about)
"What do you do that you're not supposed to", he asked again.  "Uh...I
don't know", was the best I could come up with.  I was starting to get
nervous for some reason.  Was Kyle into something illegal...a gang or
something? 
"Have you ever gotten high" Kyle finally said. 
"Nope, it's not good for you", I said. 
"How do you know, if you've never tried."
"Because they teach us about it in school...pot destroys brain cells, and
is worse for your lungs that cigarettes", I was sounding like my teacher,
and hated it. 
"Well, I wasn't talking about pot, and I do smoke cigarettes, you know
that", Kyle said.  "But never mind, I guess you're still just a kid.  I was
trying to talk to you like a grown up.  You can go now."
(This is NOT what I wanted to happen!!)
"Don't be like that," I said "I just have never been around that kinda
stuff.  I've never had the chance to try."
"Well, If I thought you were cool...you could get high with me.  I had just
started when you knocked," Kyle said.  I was nervous as shit, but I
couldn't be "not cool", during the first good conversation I was having
with my brother in my life. 
"OK", I said, still trying to act like it was no big deal.  Kyle pulled a
tray from under his bed, and on it was a glass ball looking thing, with a
glass straw coming out of it.  I figured out immediately that it was some
kind of pipe, and wondered still if he was smoking pot.  He picked it up,
and opened up a little bag of white dirty rocks.  He put one of the rocks
in the bowl on top of the glass ball, and said "watch".  He put the pipe to
his mouth, held his lighter on top of the rock, and inhaled, as the white
rock melted like wax.  It looked sorta neat, as the glass ball of the pipe
filled with white smoke.  I didn?t know what it was, and this was before
they started calling it crack. 
What happened next FREAKED me out!!  Holding his breath, Kyle said "breathe
in".  I didn't know WHAT he was talking about, then he grabbed the back of
my head, put his lips against mine, and tried to blow the smoke in my
mouth.  I was so surprised, very little went down my throat, and Kyle
pulled away...looked at my face, and went into hysterics, rolling around
his bed.  He finally stopped laughing, and said it was my turn.  He put a
white rock into the pipe, handed me the lighter and the pipe, and started
to scratch his balls again.  I did exactly as he did, and was very
unimpressed.  It had a plasticy kind of taste, and I didn't feel any
different.  Kyle pointed to his mouth, indicating that he wanted me to blow
my smoke into his mouth, but just then I coughed, and didn't get the
chance.  This went back and forth several times, and I was beginning to
feel...powerful.  I wanted to talk non-stop, and tell Kyle all my deep dark
secrets.  Kyle's hand was constantly in his shorts now, and as we talked he
continued to absentmindedly jiggle his balls and dick.  "That's another
thing about rock," he said, "it makes you horny as fuck." Now I knew how to
define the feeling I was having in my stomach and dick.  I was INCREDIBLY
horny. 
Kyle started then to tell me that that was one of the reasons he broke up
with his girlfriend.  He said that he got pretty kinky when he smoked rock,
and he just freaked her out one too many times. 
I didn't know what kinky was, and I asked him.  He laughed, and began to
tell me how he would tie her to his bed, and fuck her, which she didn't
mind so much, but when he had tried to get her to let him piss on her, she
freaked out, and wouldn't talk to him for a week.  (I couldn't believe I
was talking to Kyle like this).  ?The straw that broke the camel's back?,
he said, was when he tied her up the last time, and blind folded her.  They
did this all the time, he said, but this time he let Andros into the room,
and put him up on the bed to lick her pussy. 
"Man, she freaked!!" Kyle said.  "Andros scratched her legs trying to get
at that pussy, and I think if he hadn't scratched her, she would have let
him.  I've always wanted to see a dog eat a girl out, and then fuck
her...I'm not freaking YOU out, am I? You are a little young, I guess" I
said that I wasn't, and tried casually to adjust the erection under my robe
so it wouldn't show.  All I had on under the robe was my underwear, and it
wasn't doing a very good job at restraining my boner.  Kyle noticed my
adjustment, smiled and said, "It turns you on too, huh?  Wouldn't it be too
fucking cool to watch some babe going crazy while Andros was eating her
out?!? I betcha he would fuck a girl too."
Kyle had an erection now, and he wasn't ashamed to be seen playing with it
under his shorts. 
"Do you jack off yet?" Kyle asked me. 
I blushed, and said that I did.  Then I said something I never would have
believed I would say.  "...and I sure would like to see you jack off
sometime."
Kyle jumped off the bed, and grabbed me by the throat so hard, it hurt. 
"You a faggot, or something?", he yelled at me. 
"No!!, I was just curious", was all I could come up with.  He obviously
didn't believe me, cuz he didn't let me go, and accused me again.  I said
no again, and he told me to take off my robe, which I did with his hand
still on my throat. 
"You still gotta boner, you little fuck...and I saw you keep looking at my
dick."
What had happened to him?!? A minute ago, he had been as friendly as could
be, and now he was about to kick my ass. 
"We'll just have to see", he said.  He grabbed the back of my neck again,
but not as tenderly as he had earlier.  With his other hand, he pulled his
own dick out, which was also hard.  Pulling back the foreskin, I saw and
smelled that he had not cleaned his dick in a while, and it looked slimy. 
"Do you like this?!?", he said as he wiped his dick slime back and forth
across my face and closed mouth.  "Do you like it?!? You're gonna suck my
dick now, little faggot."
"I'll do it if you want, but not like this.  You don't have to force me", I
said. 
"It's no fun that way!!" he said.  "I like it rough".  And he squeezed the
sides of my mouth, forcing my mouth open and started to ram his dick in
forcefully.  He pushed once, then twice, till my nose was bent against his
stomach, and I couldn't breath.  When he pushed a third time, he held me
there, and I felt him cumming down my throat, right into my stomach.  I
didn't swallow, it just went down there.  When his stomach muscles stopped
jerking, he let go of the back of my head, and I gagged as he pulled his
dick out of my throat. 
He turned, jumped back on his bed, and said "cool".  Then he looked at me,
and said, ?You're mine now.  I'll be your dad, and you'll do things when I
need you too. 
I hadn't said a word, and he was looking at me.  "Did you like that?", he
asked me. 
"I don't know, I didn't do anything...you did all the work", I answered,
barely able to talk.  My throat was hurting like I had just swallowed a
boulder. 
"You wanna do it yourself?  Get on the bed, and go at it", he said,
pointing at his now half limp dick. 
This was really my first sexual encounter with a person (who was awake, and
could talk to me), and I was unsure as how to start.  I sat there for a
second wondering, when Kyle reached over, grabbed my arm, and jerked me
onto the bed.  He pulled my head to his dick, let go, and said for me to do
whatever I wanted. 
I closed my eyes, and started to run my mouth up and down his shaft, seeing
how far down I could go until it made me gag.  It was still sticky from
when he had cum just a few minutes earlier.  My throat was real sore from
the face fucking I had gotten just a few minutes earlier, so I couldn't go
down very far. 
"What's wrong", he asked. 
"My throat hurts", I said
"You wanna know what helps it feel better, honestly", he said.  "Drink my
piss, and it will make it feel instantly better".  "Gross!", I said, not
having told him that I had already drank Jacey's and Nicolas?, and had
liked it. 
Once again, he grabbed my neck, and forced my head back on his dick.  (He
didn't have to try so hard this time) He didn't force it all the way in,
just the head.  And he started to piss.  Not like Jaycey, who came out in a
little thin stream, and easy to swallow, but in a gushing torrent.  And not
clear and sweet like Jacey's, but strong and bitter, like mine when I had
tried it once.  I tried to pull off, and pinch my lips together to stop it
from coming out so fast, but he just held my head tighter, and pissed
harder.  Some came out of my mouth, and dribbled down between his legs. 
The taste was so strong, I remember wondering if piss could make you
drunk.  You think the strangest things, at the strangest times.  I do
anyway. 
When he finally stopped pissing (after several false slow-downs) he told me
to lick him clean.  I would have done most all of this willingly, but he
liked to keep his hand on the back of my neck, or head, and push my face
into whatever I was doing, harder. 
By this time, I was high as a kite, and willing to do almost anything.  I
knew then Hyle like the dirty looking little white rocks ...Kyle and I did
more, and more, and more, and he was getting a lot more forceful.  I would
have been scared out of my mind if I had been sober, but at the time, I
couldn't get enough of whatever he wanted me to do. 
"Lay down on your back", he told me," I want you to eat my ass." "You want
me to what?!?" I asked.  This I had never done, and had never even heard of
anyone doing.  I'm gonna put my asshole over your face, and you're gonna
lick it" I laid down, and he planted a foot on each side of me, and
squatted like he was gonna take a shit in the woods.  I stuck out my
tongue, and delicately touched his ass with it, closing my eyes.  "No", he
said..."Lick it like you sucked on my dick...stick your tongue in it...get
it wet."
I tried, I really did, but I guess I wasn't doing it right.  He jumped off
the bed, and ran into his bathroom.  A few minutes later, he came out, and
straddled me on the bed again. 
"I took a shit", he said.  "Now lick it clean."
"I can't", I told him. 
"You will, or you'll get the fuck out of here" he said, and smashed his ass
down on my face. 
I was overwhelmed by the taste and the powerful smell of his shit covered
hole, but after I started licking, it wasn't so gross.  Sorta like the
smell of fish when you go to the ocean...after a few minutes, you get used
to it.  Kyle was pressing into my face so hard, the only place my tongue
had to go was in his asshole.  I sucked on it, and chewed it, as it kind of
puckered out, and stuck my tongue up it as far as I could.  There was
something hard up in there, and I knew what it was.  It was getting closer,
each time I stuck my tongue up the warm smooth tube, and all of a sudden I
realized I wanted it.  I also knew I was getting it whether I wanted it or
not.  Very slowly, Kyle fed me his smooth, hard turd.  It was the strangest
feeling, to have it slide over my lips and tongue...smooth, and bumpy. 
"Eat it", Kyle said, his voice sounding funny.  I remember thinking he
sounded strange. 
But eat it I did...what else was I going to do with it?!? And then I found
out that turds taste different after you bite into them.  It was hard to
handle at first, but as I chewed, Kyle started to load the pipe, and said
"When you're through with your snack, You can kill this." I wanted the pipe
bad, and As I chewed Kyle?s turd, he watched me with wide excited eyes. 
"This is so cool!!" Kyle said.  "But I didn't get to see it go in your
mouth.  I need to get a mirror or something."
I was really buzzing now, and as I looked around, I saw a plate on the
floor at the foot of Kyle?s bed.  "Shit on the plate, and then you can see
me eat it."
Kyle Leaned over the bed, and loaded more rock into the pipe.  We both took
a few more hits, and I said ?Do you want to shit on the plate??  Kyle
didn't say a word, but got the plate, and squatted over it.  "Lay down and
watch me" he said. 
So I laid on the floor, with my face real close to his ass, and watched
another turd slide out of his ass, this one was a lot bigger than the one
he had just fed me.  It was really big, and bigger than any shit I ever
took.  It slid out slowly, and reached the plate before it broke in half. 
Kyle told me to lick his ass clean first, which I did gladly this time.  I
went after his ass like a starving dog goes after a bowl of Alpo.  When I
finished, he laid down on my back.  I was laying on my stomach, propped up
on my elbows., and he put his head right next to mine.  He said into my
ear, "Now eat it", and pushed my head down to the turd on the plate.  I
could feel his dick sticking into the crack of my ass.  He pushed his dick
into my ass. 
He pushed it hard into my butt, and it sort of hurt, but as he pushed his
dick in, he was still holding my face to his turd, and I was thinking
mostly about that.  I felt that I had to pee real bad, and told him.  Kyle
said "shut up and eat it like I told you", and as I put my lips to his
turd, and took a bite out of it, I couldn't hold back any longer.  I
started to pee between my stomach and the tile floor, and then realized
that I was not pissing, but cumming.  It was just a lot of cum.  I was
making a lot of noise, I guess, when I came.  My mouth was buried in the
huge turd on the plate in front of me, but I tried to lift my head to tell
Kyle that I just came.  When I started to lift my head, Kyle pushed it back
down.  ?Eat!?  he yelled, and shoved his dick into me real hard.  He didn?t
do it like I?ve seen people fuck in movies, in and out.  He would shove
into me real hard, wait a few seconds, pull out then shove real hard
again.  I was having a hard time getting all of his turd in my mouth,
because my arms were pinned under me from his weight.  Kyle saw this, and
let go of the back of my head.  He reached around, and gently picked up his
own turd (a big piece), and put it to my mouth.  ?Open wide?, he said like
it like Mrs.  Fitz said it to Nicolas when she was feeding him.  I opened
my mouth, and he gently placed the turd in my mouth.  It was almost too big
to go all the way in, but I closed my mouth on it, and began to chew.  I
ate it slowly, and as I did, Kyle thrust into me again, and started
grunting.  People say that they can feel when someone comes in them, but I
couldn?t feel it.  Al I felt was cum dribbling out of my hole, and running
down between my legs.  Kyle didn?t pull out this time, but just layed on my
back, relaxing. 
? I have to piss again?, he said to me in my ear.  ? I?m gonna see if I can
piss in your ass.? 
?You?ll soak the floor?, I told him. 
He thought a second, then said ?you?re right...so drink it.?  He rolled off
of me, pulling his soft dick out of my ass, which burned a little.  I
rolled over to, sat up and bent over to his dick and put it in my mouth.  I
sat there and waited for a long time, when he started to pee.  Either I was
getting beter, or he wasn?t pissing so hard this time, cuz I didn?t spill
any.  He still pissed a lot, considering he had just pissed about a half an
hour ago, but I drank it all, and continued to suck on it when he had
finished.  I was sucking on it like Nicolas had sucked me...like it was a
nipple.  My stomach was still very wet from cumming against my self when I
was face down on the floor, and Kyle was slowly rubbing it around on my
stomach.  He was only half hard, but after I sucked for a few minutes after
he finished pissing, he started to moan a little.  Suddenly, he grabbed my
hair, making fists in it, and started to cum for the third time tonight. 
Not a lot, but a mouthful, and this time he wasn?t doing it down my
throat.  Just holding my hair tight in his hands, he spurted in my mouth,
and I got to taste it.  I kept it in my mouth while Kyle leaned against the
side of the bed, and faced up at the ceiling with his eyes closed.  Slowly,
Kyle got up, took my hand, and got into the bed...pulling me in with him. 
I got on the bed, and unsure what to do, he pulled my to lay down next to
him.  He was laying on his back, taking up both pillows, so I didn?t know
where to put my head.  Kyle pulled my head down to his mouth and kissed
me.  I don?t remember ever kissing anyone ever before.  I could have done
it forever I think.  Kyle put his tongue in my mouth, and tasted his own
cum, and slurped out what was left before he pulled his mouth away.  Kyle
put my head on his shoulder, and said ?like this?.  With his arm around my
shoulders, I nuzzled my face and nose into his armpit, and breathed
deeply.  Kyle chukled when I did this, and then we began to talk.  And man,
did we talk. 

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Chapter 5 - The Talk

As I lay in the bed with my brother, I was happier than I think I had ever
been.  We occasionally sat up in bed to smoke some more of the rock stuff,
but mostly, we just laid cuddled up, and talked.  Man, when you smoke that
stuff, everything gets real important, and you want to share your deepest
darkest secrets.  I wanted to tell Kyle everything that I had done with
Jayce and Nicolas, but I was still agraid of what he would say about my
doing it with someone so young. 
?What is the wildest thing you?ve ever done with somebody??  I asked him. 
?Not a whole lot?, he said.  ?Every chick I?ve ever been with has been so
fuckin?  prude.  When I was younger, I used to mess around with you.?  He
stopped to look at me with my mouth hanging open.  ?That?s why I haven?t
had much to do with you when you got older.  I was afraid you remembered or
something.?  ?You messed around with me??  I said amazed.  ?What did you
do?? 
?I used to put you in bed with me when you were around two or so.  I would
get naked, and you would play with my dick, like it was a toy.  I tried to
get you to suck on it, by sucking on your little pecker, and saying +can
you do that??. You tried, but you wanted to chew, and your little teeth
were sharp as fuck!?  Kyle laughed. 
When I was two, I thought.  That would have made Kyle only 8 at the time. 
?I don?t remember any of that?, I said.  ?I don?t remember anything from
that far back though.  Nobody does.  When did you stop?  Tell me
everything?. 
?It didn?t go on too long.  That was when you and dad and me lived in an
apartment by ourselves over on Cessmore Drive, by the grocery store.  We
had a babysitter, who was this older teenage boy.  He?s the one that got me
and you started.  That was in 1975.  He had long hair, I remember.  Anyway,
he sat for us all the time, that was when dad was working nights.  I walked
into our room one time, and he was sucking on your dick.  I was sorta
afraid, because I didn?t understand what was going on, and he told me that
if I told anybody, he would kick my ass.  I told him I wouldn?t, and he
said good, you can play with us too.  I walked over to where he was on the
bed with you, and you just laid there playing with some kinda toy or
something.  Lane!!  That was his name, Lane.  Lane stood up, and pulled off
his pants, and I remember thinking it was strange that he didn?t have any
underwear on.  He had a big old long dick, and blond hair all around it.  I
had never seen anybody elses dick before except yours, and you definately
didn?t have any hair, and it excited me.  He asked if I wanted to see what
it tastes like, and I nodded.  I sucked it for a few minutes, and he came
in my mouth.  I didn?t know what it was, and spit it out in my hand.  He
told me to eat it, or he would hurt me, so I did.  Anyway, back to your
question...?
?He watched me lick all of the cum back into my mouth, and he said that now
we were gonna have fun.  He wanted to watch me fuck you.  I had a prety
good stiffy going on at this point, and I was pretty excited, so I took off
my shorts, and went to you on the bed.  You just looked sorta silly as Lane
turned you on your stomach, and I got on top of your butt, and started
trying to stick my dick in.  You didn?t like it then as much as you did
tonght, and you started crying when I got my dick a little bit in.  Lane
made me take it out, and I have to tell ya, even then, I didn?t want to
take it out.? 
?Lane said that it wouldn?t be so painful for you if I used some lotion on
my dick.  He said he had fucked you twice, and you never complained.  He
said that babies are real flexible.  I don?t know if that was true or not,
but sure enough, he put some lotion on my dick and it slid right in you,
and you didn?t complain.  I slid it in and out for a few minutes, and I
came.  I mean nothing came out, but it was my first orgasm.  Lane was
stroking his dick this whole time, and said that now it was his turn.  I
was afraid of him sticking that big thing up my butt, and then I was glad
to see him picking you up and sitting you down on his dick.  Sorry +bout
that, bro.  This time you did cry, but he kept fucking you anyway, and went
on for a long time till he cummed again.  Then he picked you up over his
head, and sucked his cum out of your but.? 
??I was freaking out, and scared after I came, but he just acted like it
was a regular game.  When dad came home, Lane told him that you had
diarhea.  I didn?t know why he told him that until later when I saw dad
look at your butt, and say +boy you sure do have the runs...you must have a
virus or something, it?s irritating your boo-boo?.  Dad put some cream on
your butt, and that was that.  Lane never sat for us again, although I do
occasionally see him around.  I never messed with you again either...until
tonight.? 
Silence. 
Kyle must have been waiting to see my response. 
?So are you gay??, was my response. 
?Naw?, Kyle said.  ?I like girls, but being with you is pretty fucking
fun.  You do stuff that none of my girlfriends would ever dream of doing.? 
?I just can?t believe all that stuff happened to me such a long time ago. 
I really wish I could remember it. 
?Psych!!!?, Kyl yelped.  I?m just kidding.  We did have a babysitter named
Lane, and I did see his dick once, but he never messed around with you.? 
Kyle was grinning big time.  ?At least not that I know of.? 
?You never messed around with me neither??  I asked.  ?Yes, I fucked you
once, by myself.  I just told you that so if you got mad about it, I could
tell you that somebody else made me do it.? 
?Why would I get mad, I get hard again just thinking about it.  I could
tell you some stuff that would blow YOUR mind?.  (Uh oh, here I go)
?Like what?, Kyle said. 
So I told Kyle all about Jayce, and Andros, and about Jayce?s habit of
swallowing whatever you put in his mouth when he was asleep. 
?No way!!? Kyle said.  ?I wish MY room was right next door to his!  I don?t
think I could have held back though, I?d have woke his ass up and face
fucked him.? 
?Are you crazy?!?!?? I asked him.  ?He would tell on you so quick, it
wouldn?t be funny.  Then you?d get kicked out.?  ?I don?t care, it would be
worth it just to se the little shit with his mouth full of my dick.  He
wouldn?t be able to tell on me until I took it out!!? Kyle giggled.  So,
?We?re you a virgin before tonight?? 
?Sorta?, I said.  ?I??ve had one other experience, but I?m kinda afraid to
tell you about it.? 
?Gimme a fuckin?  break?, he said.  ?After what we just did, you?re gonna
keep a secret?? 
So I told him.  ?I was babysitting Nicolas the other night, and I let him
suck on my dick instead of his bottle.?  ?Fuckin?  cool!!  Did you cum
while he was sucking you?  ?Yes, and he just drank it all like it was milk
from his moms tits?, I told Kyle.  I could tell that Kyle was geting
excited again, as I told him what I did.  Kyle started rubbing on his dick
while as I spoke about Nicolas pissing in my mouth, and me sucking on his
diaper.  I said ?I wanna try and fuck him after you told me what you did
with me.? 
?When do you baby-sit for him again??  Kyle asked me.  ?I wanna try it. 
?I don?t know, whenever they ask me.  As a matter of fact, I?ll go over and
ask them when they need me again tomorrow.  Or tonight rather?  I corrected
myself as I realized it was 3:30 in the morning. 
?I would LOVE to see that.  And I wanna let him suck on my dick too.? 
I was getting excited again also, watching Kyle get bigger, and thinking
about how it would feel to put my dick up Nicolas?  ass. 
?How about this?, Kyle said: ?Have you ever tried to suck Andros?  dick. 
?No?, I said.  ?He just licks my balls and asshole.  ?Wanna try??  Kyle
asked. 
?I guess...I don?t know if it will work.?  I said. 
?Trust me, it?ll work.  Andros will hump anything!?  Kyle laughed. 
Kyle jumped up off the bed, went outside, and came back in a few minutes
later with Andros.  ?He was in the kitchen?  Kyle said.  ?Good thing he
wasn?t in Jayce?s room, or I maight have been longer getting back?. 
Kyle called Andros up on the bed, and started scratching his belly, which
immediately made him get on his back with his feet up in the air. 
As Kyle scratched Andros?  belly, he watched me as I began to work the skin
hiding Andros?  dick, back and forth.  The pink dick which I?d seen before
wasn?t showing, except for the pink tip when I pushed the skin way back. 
?Keep trying?, Kyle said. 
Just when my arm was starting to get tired, I felt a lump starting to get
hard underneath the furry skin, and pretty soon after that, Andros?  pink
veiny dick started to stick out more and more.  As Kyle watched, I put my
mouth to the pink slimy dick, and and began to put it in my mouth. 
Andros tried to jump up at first, but Kyle calmed him down, and continued
to scratch his belly.  I was gently going up and down his smooth shaft with
my lips, when Andros started to hump his butt up and down, and I felt quick
burst of hot liquid squirt out of Andros?  dick...continuously for more
than a mouthful.  I swallowed several times, before Andros jumped up, and
scrambled off the bed. 
Kyle was laughing hard at the expression on my face, and through his
laughing said ?You sick little fucker!!? I smiled too. 

