Incest Stories » While Minding Kevin
The attack came out of nowhere. One minute Shaun had been quietly watching television, and the next thing he knew he was soaking wet. The stream of water from the super soaker had been right on target, he was drenched.
"Kevin! You turd!" Shaun yelled and took off after his brother.
Sixteen year-old Shaun was in charge. He had been given the duty of taking care of his younger brother while the boys' parents were out of town. Well, make that out of the country, for eight weeks.
Kevin, the thirteen-year-old, screeched in delight at the success of his plan and started running. He hurried up the basement stairs, rounded the corner, cut through the dining room and raced into the kitchen. He was comfortably ahead of Shaun until he hit the rug on the kitchen floor, that's when his plan fell apart. The rug slid out from under him, and he fell flat on his ass.
Shaun skidded to a halt a foot away, Kevin was dead meat. Shaun looked down. "Nice try," he snickered, "you almost made it!" he said, glancing at the back door.
Kevin looked up, a worried expression on his face. Shaun tried to look menacing, but couldn't quite manage it, and broke out laughing instead. He pounced on his little brother. Kevin squirmed and squealed as Shaun tickled him.
"Stop it! Stop it!" Kevin giggled, kicking and rolling around trying to protect his tummy.
"Give up?" Shaun asked, still pressing his attack.
"Yeah, yeah, anything!" Kevin laughed.
"Say, `Shaun is the best brother ever!'"
Kevin shook his head `no' and stuck out his tongue. His disrespect earned him another fifteen seconds of tickling.
"Say it!" Shaun warned, pausing, but ready to renew his assault.
Kevin rolled his eyes in surrender. "Okay, okay, Shaun is the best brother EVER!"
Shaun lifted his knee off his brother's chest and laughed. "Ass wipe!"
Kevin stuck out his tongue again. "Dickhead!"
* * * *
Much had happened in the months leading up to Kevin's little sneak attack.
Shaun had waited impatiently for his sixteenth birthday. Like all teen boys, getting his driver's license was a big deal. He and a small group of friends had studied together, and then, when they thought they were ready, had all taken the written exam on the same day. Their hard work had paid off and they had gotten their learner's permits. Weeks passed before they could take behind the wheel classes, and then came the driver's test. To their relief, they had all walked out of the DMV office as teen drivers.
Shaun's birthday party was the following Saturday. He couldn't wait to open his gifts, especially the one from his mom and dad. Taking the top off the small box, he spotted the key chain, and his face lit up. "I knew it," he thought to himself as he eagerly reached to push the paper aside. "This is going to be so cool!" he thought. But a moment later, his smile froze. Something didn't look right.
"Go ahead and check it out," his Dad said cheerily. "It's in the driveway."
Shaun walked out the front door, numb and hoping it wasn't true. But to his disappointment, it was true. There sat a bright red scooter.
"It'll get sixty miles to the gallon!" He barely heard his Dad say.
The only words he heard clearly were his own, as he thought, "You've got to be fucking kidding me!"
* * * *
Shaun pulled Kevin up from the floor. "You better watch it, mister!" he smiled and gave him a little punch in the arm.
Kevin grinned. "I really got you that time!" he giggled.
Shaun grabbed a towel from the counter.
Kevin smiled as he watched Shaun dry his hair.
"Almost time for supper," Shaun said softly and gave Kevin a look.
His brother sighed, nodded, and headed upstairs to his room.
* * * *
Kevin looked at the jumbled mess on his desk, and then over to the orderly array of things on his dresser. The contrast couldn't have been more dramatic.
"That's the way things are supposed to be," Kevin mused, looking at the desk, "if you're a normal kid."
His dresser told him he wasn't. Kevin would never forget the week just after winter break. "That's when everything changed," he thought.
"Fucking diabetes!" Kevin mumbled as he stepped to the dresser. His blood sugar monitor, test strips, alcohol swabs, syringes and all the other diabetes shit were laid out in neat rows. His mother saw to it that they were in order every morning and every night.
The boy turned the meter on, waited for the test strip to appear, and the tone that announced it was ready for the sample. He opened an alcohol swab, and wiped the end of his finger with it. The snap of the lancet caused him to flinch as it bit into the soft flesh of his fingertip. A drop of blood appeared. He squeezed his finger and touched the end to the test strip. A few seconds later the machine chirped and a number appeared.
"What did you test? Shaun asked softly from the doorway.
"One forty," Kevin said with a frown as he turned.
Shaun nodded, "It's a little high, I'll add a unit. You ready?" he whispered.
Kevin looked down. He was never ready! "I guess so," he sighed.
Shaun stepped into the room, knelt down to the small fridge under the desk and retrieved the insulin. Kevin watched him check the label to make sure he had the one for evenings as it was longer acting. Shaun filled a syringe with the proper dose, and opened another swab.
"Where do you want it?" he asked gently.
Kevin hated this part. He had to choose where he was going to get stuck, it needed to be a different place every time. He hesitated, and then slowly unbuckled his jeans, unzipped, and pushed his pants down in back.
"In the butt," he whispered.
Shaun wiped the spot, poked the needle in and delivered the dose.
"All done," he said softly and recapped the needle.
Kevin pulled his jeans up, "done until the next time," he thought.
* * * *
Shaun told Kevin he'd have supper ready in thirty minutes and then closed Kevin's door. As he walked down the stairs passed the row of family photos on the wall, Shaun thought about the story they told.
His folks were hard working people. His parents had met at a church event when they were in their teens. Shaun smiled at the picture taken back then. "God, they looked young, and those clothes!"
Next was the wedding photograph. His mom and dad had married when both had turned twenty.
Then the baby pictures, several of them bare ass. Shaun had come a year after the wedding, with Kevin arriving two years after that. His brother would soon turn fourteen.
The next picture showed their dad in full dress uniform. The boys were proud of both their parents, but especially their dad. Neil McGrath had continued a family tradition and became a firefighter. It had taken several years to get a job, but he was now assigned full time to an engine company.
Taking another step down the stairs, Shaun smiled at the picture of his mom that was taken the previous year. She worked part-time at a grocery store. She had agreed to work odd shifts as long as she could be home when the boys arrived after school. When he and Kevin were young, their mom would meet them on the corner when they got off the school bus.
Shaun walked the rest of the way down the stairs and came to the end of the pictures. Reaching the kitchen, he turned on the oven. He rummaged around in the freezer looking at the stack of hot dishes his mom had prepared. Each was labeled with the cooking time, temperature, and the odd hint to "add water." Many of them also had the line, "Make sure Kevin eats his veggies!" It was going to be a `meat loaf' night, Shaun decided.
Finished in the kitchen, Shaun made his way to the living room. He flopped down on the sofa, picked up the TV remote, and began to surf through the channels. Glancing at the clock on the mantle, Shaun tried to figure out what time it would be in Ireland. Gram had wanted to visit the old country one last time. His folks had agreed to go with her.
Shaun remembered the night when he and Kevin had been told about the trip.
* * * *
The boy's were in bed. Their dad had gone to Kevin's room first, picked him up and threw him over his shoulder like any good fireman would do. He carried him giggling to Shaun's room. He laid Kevin down and both boys listened as he explained they had just learned their Gram was seriously ill.
Grand Da had passed away when they were little; they had few memories of him. But their Gram was special.
"Gram wants to see the places where she grew up, where she met Da, where she went to school. I'm going to get a leave from work and we're planning to take her there this summer."
The boys were quiet.
"I know you guys want to come with us, but Gram is going to need a lot of help. Your mom and I think it would be better if we went alone and focused on her. Shaun, we think you're old enough to take care of Kevin while we're gone. Do you think you could do that?"
"Yeah, I can look after him, don't worry. You take care of Gram," Shaun said confidently.
Kevin looked a little worried.
"The Thompson's are right next door, and they said they'd keep an eye on you and will be there if you ever need anything, and we'll call every day!"
"The guys at the firehouse will be checking up on you as well, you can bet on that."
The boy's smiled. Both Shaun and Kevin knew every one of their dad's friend's from work, and their kids. They were sure they'd have plenty of attention.
* * * *
Shaun paused on the sports channel. He smiled, remembering how being trusted with looking after Kevin had made him feel so much more like an adult. It was a big responsibility but he had been sure he could handle it. None of them knew then how much things would change.
* * * *
It was the first day back at school after the winter break. Shaun was asleep when Kevin came to his room. His little brother did that sometimes. Shaun thought it was just another one of those nights when Kevin needed reassurance.
One look however told Shaun that something wasn't right. Tears were streaming down his brother's face. Shaun hadn't seen Kevin crying like that for years.
"What's wrong?" Shaun said quickly, tossing off his blanket and reaching for him.
Kevin stood shaking and sobbing. He looked down at the front of his sleep pants, they were soaked. "I couldn't help it," he cried.
Shaun pulled his brother into his arms and hugged him. "It's okay, it's no big deal," he whispered.
Kevin trembled in his arms.
Later, after he was dry and in clean clothes, Shaun had tucked him back in bed. Kevin confessed he had been going to the bathroom a lot lately, and was worried he'd have an accident in school.
"Don't tell mom, please?" Kevin begged when Shaun gave him a little kiss on the forehead.
"Things will be better tomorrow," Shaun whispered, hoping it would be true.
Shaun watched his brother carefully for the next two days. The sudden hurried trips to the bathroom came far too often, and Shaun knew that something was seriously wrong. He told his mom, and that's when things started to happen.
There was a visit to the doctor, a few tests, and Kevin was admitted to the hospital. The family learned about diabetes and kids, the McGrath family would never be quite the same again.
* * * *
Having finished supper and cleaning the kitchen, both boys had gone to their rooms. Shaun was reading a Clive Cussler adventure and he knew Kevin would play some video games. Several hours passed.
Looking at the time again, Shaun thought he better go check on his brother.
Kevin was sound asleep. He had kicked down his sheet. Shaun glanced at his brother's dresser, and the rows of supplies. Shaun wished he could have spared his brother all the hassles of diabetes, but that was now Kevin's life. Whether his brother liked it or not, he was going to have to learn how to take care of himself. That meant testing, meds, eating right, and doing all the things that needed to be done.
Pulling up the sheet, Shaun knew that at thirteen Kevin wasn't quite ready for the responsibility of handling all that, not just yet.
Going downstairs, Shaun recalled a conversation he'd had with his dad.
"You're his brother. He looks up to you, we need your help to get him to the point he can do it all himself."
Shaun had nodded. His dad was right. It was something he could help Kevin with for a while, but he knew eventually Kevin would have to do it all on his own. "You can count on me," he remembered saying to his dad, and he had said the same thing to his brother.
* * * *
"Are you up?" Shaun yelled at the top of his lungs shortly after eight the next morning. Shaun was tying his shoes and didn't want to be late for his first day on the job.
"Yeah!" Kevin's higher pitched voice answered from the bathroom.
Shaun heard a flush. "What was your number?" he yelled as he tied the other shoe.
"One ten!" Kevin yelled back, this time his voice coming from his room.
"I'll be there in a minute!" Shaun hollered.
* * * *
"No fucking way!" Kevin giggled when Shaun walked through the door. "Who the fuck do you think you are, Captain Poopy Pants?" he laughed.
"Watch your mouth, little man," Shaun warned. "I tell dad you've been swearing he'll whup your butt."
Kevin couldn't stop laughing. "Aye aye captain!" he teased and gave a salute.
Kevin looked at Shaun's starched white shirt with epaulets on the shoulder complete with gold anchors, tight white shorts, white socks, and white sneakers. His brother looked like he had just stepped off a cruise ship.
"They make you wear this when you work for them," Shaun tried to explain. He had been hired for the summer by an excursion line to help crew a tour boat.
Kevin still giggled.
"Okay, keep it up," Shaun warned, "but remember I'm the guy that's gonna have a needle in his hand in about two minutes."
Kevin's laughter faded, but his smile didn't. "You still look like a dork!"
Shaun shook his head.
* * * *
Having gotten Kevin squared away and safely off to the park program's summer day camp, Shaun reported for duty. The boat set out three times per day from the city dock for two hour tours. Shaun's job was to help with boarding, assisting passengers on and off the ship, handling mooring lines, and selling popcorn and soda at the vessel's snack counter. It was his first real job and he wanted to do well. He had spent the better part of a day going from store to store in the mall looking for just the right pair of sunglasses to complete his uniform. He finally found the right ones. But, he had to admit pulling up to the pier on a scooter diminished the whole Hollywood teen idol look he was going for.
"Hi, I'm Brad," a guy maybe a year older than Shaun said as he approached.
"Hi. I'm Shaun McGrath, I was told to check in here, it's my first day."
"I kind of guessed that," Brad chuckled, looking at the starched white shirt. "Come on, I'll show you around."
Shaun couldn't take his eyes off the guy in front of him. At a little over six feet he was tall but not overly so, he was well proportioned, and his chest and arms hinted at a guy that worked out. There didn't seem to be an ounce of fat on him. His black hair was well styled and with his sunglasses on he looked fucking amazing.
Shaun couldn't really say why he kept staring, but he couldn't pull his eyes away from the sight of Brad's ass as he bent over to pick up some paper from the deck.
"Oh fuck," Shaun thought, feeling his dick stir. "Not now!" he whispered, as if telling his penis to behave itself would be good enough.
"What?" Brad asked turning around.
"Nothing," Shaun blushed.
"Oh, I thought you said something."
Shaun turned away. "Nope," he said quietly.
* * * *
Late that night, Shaun lay in bed staring at the ceiling. He had gotten Kevin to bed but he himself wasn't ready for sleep, not yet. His hand slid down his smooth chest, lingered at his tight abs, and then wrapped itself around his dick. He closed his eyes and slowly stroked. His seven inch penis was circumcised, nicely shaped, and had a particularly nice flared head. He wasn't the biggest guy in the locker room, but he didn't have anything to be ashamed of either.
"You liked Brad, didn't you?" he whispered to his dick.
His penis grew firmer.
Shaun used his right hand to stroke and his left to play with his nipples. His jerk off fantasies had started off with girls, but that was when he was about Kevin's age. Over time, he had gradually changed over to boys. He didn't think of himself as gay, but he knew his dick liked guys way better.
He slowly stroked and teased himself, the image of Brad's ass firmly in his mind. Some minutes passed. His breathing grew shallow, he felt the moment building. "Almost there," he thought as he increased speed. He tightened his grip. "Almost there," he thought again, and raised his ass off the bed. Shaun pushed his cock through his fingers like it was a hole. Again and again he stroked, the tension growing, the need to get off becoming urgent. Finally, he was there. His dick jerked.
"Ugh, ugh," he grunted as his nuts unloaded and several long squirts of cum flew into the air. The warm cream landed in puddles on his chest. "Oh fuck, oh fuck!" he moaned, milking several more spurts out of his stiff tube. The last drops of the white stuff slowly oozed down the shaft.
Shaun eventually relaxed and lowered his ass back onto the bed. He ran a finger through the pearly white goo and spread it around on his chest. He loved the feel of the cum.
"That was a good one," he whispered, his eyes closed.
He lay unmoving for several minutes and then reached for his boxers. They were on the floor beside the bed. He used them to clean up his mess. Then tossed his used cum rag across the room.
"I think I'm going to like this summer!" he thought as he pulled a sheet over himself. He closed his eyes and recreated the image of Brad's ass, and what he might do to it. He smiled, and sleep came.
Mornings always seemed chaotic. While Shaun showered, Kevin was brushing his teeth at the sink.
"What time do you have to be at the park?" Shaun called over the sound of the water.
"Eight thirty," Kevin said, spitting out a gob of toothpaste.
Shaun finished shampooing his hair, turned to give his body a final rinse, and then shut off the spray. He opened the shower door. His cock and balls swung back and forth as he stepped onto the bathroom rug.
"Grab me a towel?"
Kevin opened the linen cupboard and tossed one to his brother.
"Thanks," Shaun smiled as he started drying off.
Kevin, in just a pair of boxers, stepped to the toilet. He pulled his dick out, eased the foreskin back and started to pee.
Shaun glanced over and smiled. He always liked seeing Kevin's dick. He thought uncut cocks were hot! His had been circumcised when he was a baby and he always wondered what it would be like to have it back. His mom had told him that his Gram had encouraged it for him, but when Kevin came along his folks had decided they didn't want to `hurt the little guy' and had declined the procedure.
"What was your number this morning?" Shaun asked as he toweled his crotch and then his ass.
"One ten, again," Kevin said as he squeezed out a final squirt of pee.
"That's great," Shaun smiled, "you're right on target."
Kevin grinned, "I've been trying what mom suggested and watching what I eat for snacks."
"Give that kid a gold star," Shaun joked and smiled at his brother.
* * * *
Fresh from the shower, Kevin put on clean undies, his jeans and then a striped pull over. He stepped to the mirror and started to comb his hair. He glanced down at the array of medical supplies and frowned. He fucking hated having to get a shot every morning and every night.
Shaun came in a few minutes later, dressed in his little white outfit. Kevin couldn't resist laughing again. "Hey, sailor!" he giggled. "You know those shorts are so tight everybody can see your ass crack," he grinned.
Shaun tried to look back at his butt. "They can?"
Kevin smiled, "just kidding!"
Shaun chuckled. "Okay, wise guy, let's get this over with," he said, reaching for the insulin.
Kevin chose the back of his arm this time, and in a couple of minutes it was over. Shaun capped the needle and tossed it in the sharps box.
"Can we go out to eat tonight?" Kevin asked, pulling on his socks and reaching for his sneakers.
"Sure, I guess so. Why, what do you want?"
"I'm just tired of hot dishes," Kevin laughed.
"Let's go to Pizza Hut," Shaun suggested.
A quick breakfast, and then the guys headed out the door. Kevin waved to Mrs. Thompson who was picking weeds from her flower bed.
"Are you guys doing okay? She called cheerily and waved back.
"Great!" Shaun answered with a smile. He handed Kevin his spare helmet. They strapped on their gear, and climbed on the tiny scooter. Kevin wrapped his arms tight around Shaun's middle. Shaun started the engine and with a high pitched buzz they took off. The little machine labored under the weight of the two boys.
"Fucking embarrassment," Shaun muttered as they putted along.
* * * *
"Looks kind of windy today," Brad said, handing Shaun a life jacket. Put this on when you're on deck or when we're tending lines.
Shaun nodded and strapped it on. "Ever been out in a storm?"
Brad gave Shaun a wry smile. "Once, and I practically shit myself."
"Why?" Shaun chuckled.
"The waves were high, the wind was crazy, and I knew lots of boats bigger than ours have been sunk and are on the bottom."
"The Edmund Fitz," Shaun said softly.
"Yeah, she was over seven hundred feet long and thirteen thousand tons. She went down fully loaded with all hands, twenty nine dead."
Shaun sighed. "This is like a fucking row boat compared to that," he said looking at the tour boat.
Brad laughed. "Well, Rob won't take her out if it gets too bad." Rob was the ship's captain.
An hour later the boys helped the passenger's board, secured the gangway and pulled in the lines. The boat got underway. Shaun stowed the life jacket and took his place at the snack counter. He checked that everything was in order and then sat back on his stool waiting for customers.
"Thin crowd today," Shaun said softly to Brad when he stopped by to see how things were going.
"They take one look at the sky, see dark clouds, and decide they'd rather spend the day shopping for T-Shirts," he laughed.
Shaun's eyes met Brad's, and he held the look for a moment. Both boys smiled, and then Shaun blushed and looked away.
As "First Mate" Brad had additional duties as one of the narrators during the tour. Part way through each cruise he would take over at the microphone in the wheel house and explain the sights.
"Lake Superior is 350 miles long and 160 miles wide. It has 2,726 miles of shoreline making it the largest fresh water lake in the world."
Shaun thought Brad's voice was melodic and a pleasure to listen to. It never sounded like he was reading a script.
Shaun could see why tourists enjoyed coming out on the lake. He had lived near it his entire life and it still fascinated him. It seemed different each day.
The two hours of the tour went by without incident, and the boat safely returned to the dock. Shaun took another long look at Brad as he stowed the gear. "Kevin was right," he chuckled to himself, "you can see a guy's ass crack in these shorts!"
His dick twitched in happiness.
* * * *
The summer day camp was run by the city, and was meant for kids just like Kevin, meaning, if you were easily bored and enjoyed a variety of activities, the park was the place to be.
"How was your day?" Shaun asked as he and Kevin walked from the shelter house toward his scooter.
"Awesome!" Kevin beamed. "We played softball, did some crafts, had lunch, some little kids put on a puppet show, and then we went swimming."
"Was the water warm or cold?" Shaun asked. The city pool had a reputation of always having freezing cold water.
"Pretty decent today," Kevin smiled.
Shaun handed Kevin his helmet. "We'll stop by the house, get things squared away, and then off to the Pizza Hut."
Kevin smiled, "I'm starved!"
"Just one thing though, no little fishies! I hate anchovies."
Kevin shrugged, "Okay, no problem, besides, they make me fart!"
Shaun laughed, "Get your ass on the bike!"
* * * *
The pizza place wasn't very busy; their order was delivered to the table in just under half an hour.
"This is good," Kevin mumbled, his mouth full.
"Slow down, I don't want you throwing up." Shaun teased.
"Don't worry," Kevin laughed after swallowing. "So do you like your new job?"
"Yeah, it's really fun and there are all kinds of people to meet."
Kevin took a long drink of his soda. "Meet any cute girls?" he grinned.
Shaun held back a laugh. "So, what if I did? Why would I tell you?"
"Because I'm your brother, and I know you'd just be dying to tell someone!"
Shaun smiled and Kevin grinned. It was quiet for a moment. He decided there wouldn't be a better time. "Kevin, would you, like, totally freak, if I said that I might not like girls as much as I like guys?
Kevin had a slice of pizza up to his mouth and had just taken a bite. He paused, swallowed, and set it down. "Like? As in my brother's a fairy?" He said, with a soft smile.
Shaun blushed, "I don't know, but maybe."
Kevin appeared to think for a moment. "Whatever turns you on I guess," he said matter of factly and went back to eating.
"Wait, hold on, you wouldn't have a problem with it?" Shaun stuttered.
Kevin shrugged, "it doesn't matter to me, we'd still be brothers, besides, it's not like I haven't seen you stare at guys before."
"When did you see that?" Shaun asked, his eyes widening.
"When you picked me up at the pool last week! I saw the way you looked at that high school guy in the Speedos."
Shaun laughed, "I stared because his dick was hard as a rock!"
"I know, right!" Kevin giggled.
It was quiet for a couple of minutes as both boys ate.
"So if you didn't meet any cute girls, how about cute boys?" Kevin teased.
Shaun laughed. "Can we change the subject?"
Kevin smiled playfully and went back to work on his pizza.
"Kevin's cool with it," Shaun thought. "I wonder how dad will take it?"
* * * *
The following day a cold front moved in. It mixed with warm moist air from the south. A line of thunderstorms erupted, running from the twin cities all the way to the lake, a hundred and fifty miles away.
"No day camp today," Shaun said softly as Kevin yawned. He had woken him to give him the news.
"So I can sleep in?"
"Yeah, until noon if you want. You just have to test and stuff, then you can go back to bed."
Kevin stretched and yawned again. "Are you going to work?"
"Just for a couple of hours. They need help cleaning."
Kevin grinned, "Great, the whole house to myself," he chuckled.
Shaun smiled, "Yeah, but like I said, first you need to get your butt up and do what you got to do."
Kevin wrinkled his nose and gave his brother a look. He clearly didn't want to get up.
Shaun pulled the pillow out from under Kevin's head and gave him a playful swat with it.
Kevin frowned, and conceding defeat, stuck out his tongue.
* * * *
Shaun opened his cell phone and dialed the number he had written down on a slip of paper. "Brad? It's me, Shaun. I know we only have to work a few hours this morning because of the rain, but if I ride my scooter I'll get soaked. Any chance you could give me a ride?"
"Sure. Where do you live?"
Shaun gave Brad directions and he agreed to pick him up in twenty minutes.
* * * *
"Thanks, you're a life saver!" Shaun gushed, slamming the door of Brad's truck.
"No problem," Brad laughed.
The guys spent the next three hours scrubbing down tables and chairs, polishing metal work, washing windows, and cleaning the heads. Then they mopped the two decks below the observation deck.
"I guess we can call it a day." Brad smiled as they stowed their supplies. Rob said once we finished cleaning we were done."
Shaun grinned. "I don't mind having the rest of the day off."
"Well, I could use the money, but you can't control the weather." Brad shrugged.
"Can I get a ride back home?"
"Yeah, just let me call my sister and tell her I'm on the way."
On the trip back, Shaun and Brad talked a little more about themselves. Brad was a year older; both guys were surprised they hadn't remembered seeing each other at the high school. Shaun talked about his family, his mom, dad, and Kevin.
Brad talked about his family as well. "My sister is fifteen and a real pain in the ass sometimes," he chuckled.
"What's her name?"
"Stephanie," Brad smiled. "My Dad's little princess!"
"That doesn't sound good," Shaun laughed.
"When we were little, all she had to do was go running to Dad and say `Daddy Brad's being mean to me,' and I'd be in trouble.
Shaun laughed. "Kevin tried that a couple of times, but as soon as I got him alone, I kicked his butt!"
"Thanks again for the ride," Shaun said as he headed for his house.
"Anytime!" Brad said with a gentle smile.
Shaun paused and another long look passed between them. He nodded and slammed the door.
* * * *
Kevin had gone back to bed after Shaun left for work. The house was quiet and he slept soundly. He woke and glanced at his alarm clock, it was almost eleven.
He climbed out of bed, scratched his nuts, and padded barefoot to the bathroom. Still in just his boxers, he pulled them down in front and peed. He shook the last drops off his dick and flushed. He noticed that his penis was getting larger and his nuts were hanging lower. He stroked his cock a couple of times and it seemed to grow larger still.
Kevin had discovered masturbation by accident. One night he had a dream; it was so vivid, so real, he couldn't believe it. He woke up the next morning wet and sticky. He thought at first that he had peed himself. But when he reached into his underpants and smelled his fingers, it wasn't pee.
Several days went by and it happened again. This time however he had woken just as his cock started climaxing. He felt four long squirts of warm stuff come out the end of his dick and the most amazing feeling washing over him. "Oh, fuck!" he had groaned as he rubbed his dick into the mattress. He had humped the soft bed a few more times and then stopped.
Later that day, he was determined to recreate that wonderful feeling. He lay face down in his bed, pulled down his shorts and grabbed his dick. He stroked it a few times and was pleased to feel it get stiff in his hand. "The rest," as they say, "came naturally." He pumped his cock with his hand, shoving the stiff shaft through his fingers, his rear end rising and falling in rhythm with his strokes. A few minutes later, it happened just like before, the squirts and then that wonderful feeling. He looked at the mess he had just made.
Feeling the creamy white stuff on his hand, belly, and the sheet, he quickly realized he would need a towel or a rag close by if he was ever going to do it again sometime. He had no doubt he would.
* * * *
Finishing his pee, Kevin looked down at his cock. He flushed and tucked it back in. As he walked back from the bathroom he couldn't resist reaching down and feeling his nuts and then his dick. He started to get hard. "I really need to jerk off!" he said with a groan when his penis twitched. He walked into his room and paused.
"Just do it? Or look at some pictures first?" he wondered.
He opted for the pictures.
Kevin pushed his boxers down over his ass and let them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, reached for his laptop, and sat bare ass on his bed.
He fired it up and went to his favorite porn site. "Of course I'm eighteen," he grinned, clicking the button on the screen. He now had access to `After School with Mindy' a teen picture site. As he flipped through the pictures, Kevin slowly stroked his dick. Each image seemed to make his cock a little harder. Soon he had seen enough that his pecker had started to leak. He stroked faster and kept clicking the web pages for more.
Ten minutes later he felt himself going over the top. He closed his eyes, grunted, and unloaded. Four hard spurts shot onto his chest and belly. He grunted several more times as he milked the last drops out and then stopped. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the globs of stuff oozing down his stomach, and smiled.
"So good," he whispered, and lay back with a grin.
* * * *
Shaun didn't find Kevin downstairs, so decided he must be in his room. He walked softly just in case his brother was still sleeping. He found Kevin's door was open.
As Shaun stepped in he saw Kevin on his back, naked, with his computer next to him. He was snoring softly. His stomach was glistening in spots and his dick was wet.
Shaun grinned. "The little fucker was jerking off," he laughed softly. He looked at his brother's face and saw contentment. He also saw how perfect he looked. Thirteen, slim, and slightly muscled, he was gorgeous. His hair, a soft light brown, was almost blond. It was cut like most boys his age, bangs hanging down and occasionally covering his right eye. Shaun saw that his dick had a tuft of the same brown hair around it. Shaun's own cock stirred.
He had to have a closer look. He softly walked to the bed, knelt down and reached out his hand. He put a finger into a puddle of his brother's cum he found near his belly button. He felt the slippery stuff and then brought it to his mouth, tasting it with his tongue.
"You make great cum!" Shaun whispered with a smile. He scooped up a bit more.
Just as he finished his second lick, Kevin stirred. Shaun quickly got up and hurried out of the room. Halfway down the stairs he turned and yelled up, "Kevin! I'm home!"
A few moments later, Kevin's door slammed shut and his brother yelled back. "I'll be down in a minute!"
Shaun just smiled.
* * * *
After lunch the boys went to Kevin's room and played video games and then some cards. It was maybe four in the afternoon when the doorbell rang.
Kevin grinned, "I'll race you!" and he took off.
Shaun had barely gotten to his feet before Kevin was pounding down the stairs.
"Little shit!" he called after him with a laugh.
Kevin had the door open in a flash.
"Kevin, my man!" Daryl Washburn smiled and held out his hand palm up. Kevin smiled and gave it a slap.
"Got one for me too?" Bob Jenkins laughed, holding out his hand.
"Well, don't just stand there. Invite them in!" Shaun chuckled, coming down the stairs.
"Oh, yeah, come on in."
Both guys were frequent visitors to the house. They were part of the same engine company as Shaun and Kevin's dad. They all settled in the living room.
"Your dad asked us to check up on you once in a while," Daryl smiled.
Shaun looked at the hunky guy. He reminded Shaun of LeBron James. He was about thirty he guessed, six foot five and two hundred forty pounds; he was solid as a rock. His arms were as big around as most guys' legs. Shaun had seen him throw a seventy pound bundle of rolled up hose on his back as if it were a knapsack.
"We're doing great!" Kevin said proudly.
"You know you're dad will have my butt if you guys get into any trouble," Bob said with a smirk. He too was well over six feet but much less muscled. He was older, maybe forty. He ran the pumps and machinery on the rig.
Shaun smiled, "we're doing fine."
"You're folks doing okay in Ireland? Have you heard from them?"
"Yeah, we got a call yesterday," Kevin grinned. "Gram is really having a good time seeing where she grew up. Dad said he hasn't seen her this happy in years."
"That's great!" Bob smiled, but then got a bit more serious. "Are you doing okay with your meds and stuff?" he asked, looking straight at Kevin.
Kevin clearly didn't want to talk about it. Bob gave him a penetrating look. Kevin finally nodded yes.
"Thanks for asking," Shaun said softly. "We've got it covered."
Bob nodded. "Just being a good uncle," he joked.
The visit lasted another fifteen minutes and ended with an invitation to a cook out.
"My place Friday," Daryl reminded Shaun as they walked out the door.
"We'll be there," Shaun said softly. "Thanks guys," he said with a grateful look.
Bob waved as they headed toward the red SUV with the department insignia.
The lights flashed and there was a "whoop, whoop, whoop," of the siren as it pulled away.
Kevin laughed and waved.
* * * *
The boys were cuddled on the couch in the basement family room. They were watching a DVD. Kevin lay with his head in Shawn's lap. Shaun was idly running his fingers through his brother's hair.
"That feels nice," Kevin whispered.
Shaun gave his brother's head a little rub. "You like that huh?"
It was quiet for a couple of minutes and Kevin stirred, the movement of his head against Shaun's jeans caused Shaun to grow a little uncomfortable.
"Are you getting a boner?" Kevin laughed softly.
"Why do you ask that?" Shaun chuckled.
"Because it feels like there's something growing in my ear," Kevin giggled.
"Like you never get those, right?" Shaun chuckled again.
Kevin didn't say anything.
"I saw you today," Shaun whispered, brushing a lock of Kevin's hair.
"Saw me?" Kevin asked somewhat puzzled.
"In your room, with your computer?" Shaun hinted.
Kevin sat part way up and looked at his brother. "You did?"
Shaun nodded. "How long have you been doing it?" He asked softly.
"Four months," Kevin blushed.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Shaun smiled gently.
Kevin got a bashful look and nodded.
The boys looked at one another and both smiled.
"I never thought I'd be talking to my brother about boners!" Kevin giggled.
Shaun laughed. "Why not? That's what big brothers are for!"
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Shaun poured hot water into two bowls of instant cereal as Kevin sat down at the kitchen table. "Oatmeal, toast with peanut butter, some orange slices, and a glass of milk," he announced.
"No Sugar Pops?" Kevin teased.
Shaun rolled his eyes, "Yeah, like that's ever going to happen again," He chuckled, thinking of how much the family's eating habits had changed since Kevin became diabetic.
Both guys started in on their oatmeal.
"Speaking of boners!" Kevin mumbled just before taking a bite of toast.
"Boners? We weren't talking about boners!" Shaun laughed.
Kevin turned his head, "Yes we were, last night, remember?"
Shaun shook his head. "That was twelve hours ago, is your brain always that far behind?"
Kevin blushed, "No, but I went to bed thinking about boners, and I woke up this morning still thinking about them."
Shaun smiled. "That's because you're thirteen. You won't be able to think of anything else until your hormones settle down."
Kevin scrunched up his face. "Okay, so anyway, I was thinking of boners this morning." He paused as Shaun snickered. "And I got to wondering, have you ever done stuff?" he asked the last more softly.
"Yeah, you know, sexy stuff," He said quietly, biting his lower lip.
Shaun looked closely at his brother. There was curiosity in his eyes, not the usual playfulness he would have expected. It was clear Kevin was being totally serious.
"No, I haven't done any sexy stuff," Shaun answered softly.
"Oh, I just wondered," Kevin shrugged, and looked down at his bowl.
"Have you?" Shaun teased, assuming what the answer would be.
Kevin giggled. "No!" but then he blushed in the cutest way.
It was quiet for a moment, and Shaun was about to go over the days plans.
"Oh, one more thing," Kevin said, crunching on some toast. "You need to help me with the washer tonight."
"Why?" Shaun asked, puzzled.
Kevin got a mischievous look. "I kind of made a mess on my sheets," he giggled.
A smile came over Shaun's face.
"What? I can't help it, I'm thirteen!"
* * * * *
Shaun put the "back in ten minutes" sign up on the snack counter and headed forward. The head was in the bow, and he really needed to take a leak. Brad was doing his part of the narration, so there wasn't anyone to spell him for a few minutes.
He locked the hatch, unzipped, and got down to business. The boat was rolling a bit more than usual. He found himself struggling to maintain his balance, his aim, and his dignity all at the same time. "Fucking waves!" he muttered as his stream of pee went off target and trickled down the bulkhead. He finally managed to finish up, tucked his junk away, and then used some toweling to clean up after himself. He washed his hands and checked his hair. He heard that Brad had finished his part of the script and another guy had taken over.
Just as Shaun exited, Brad came down the companionway stairs.
"Needed a piss, huh?" Brad grinned.
"Yeah!" Shaun laughed, "By the way, nice job on the narration!"
"Thanks, I almost know it by heart now," Brad grinned.
Just as Brad said that, the boat rolled again. Shaun was tossed off balance and tumbled forward. Brad instinctively reached out, Shaun falling clumsily into his arms. A second later the boat pitched back the other way, and Brad had to tighten his grip to keep Shaun from crashing backwards.
Shaun looked up, Brad's arms wrapped around him. He was beyond embarrassed.
"Oh, man, I'm really sorry," Shaun stuttered as he found his footing and stood up.
Brad chuckled, "No problem, but I think you're the first guy to ever throw himself at me!"
Shaun felt his face grow hot, his embarrassment had to be obvious.
"It was a joke," Brad said softly with a smile, seeing the look on Shaun's face.
Shaun wasn't laughing. He felt really awkward. "I've got to get back to the counter," he finally mumbled and hurried away.
* * * *
Shaun double checked that the stern line was secure as Brad made the final walk-through.
"All passengers off the boat," Brad radioed to the skipper.
There was a squawk, "Roger, all passengers off the boat!" came back on Brad's walkie-talkie.
Shaun watched as Brad put the chain across the gangway.
"Done for the day," Shaun sighed.
Brad nodded. There was another awkward silence.
"Look, I'm really sorry if I embarrassed you, you know, when you were coming out of the head," Brad said, stepping a little closer to Shaun.
Shaun looked down; he couldn't look Brad in the eyes. "Forget it, it was just one of those things."
"Shaun, I can't forget it," Brad said softly. "Please, will you look at me?"
Shaun looked up.
"I've seen the way you stare at me. I know there's something going on."
Shaun's face grew pink, and his eyes glistened. He was on the verge of tears. "I have to go," he said hurriedly and tried to leave.
Brad reached for his arm, and gently held him back.
"Wait, one more thing."
Shaun turned, but didn't intend to stay long.
"I just wanted to say it's okay," Brad whispered. "I like you, too."
The boys looked into each other's eyes for a long moment, both no doubt trying to figure out exactly what was going on.
Shaun blinked. "I really have to go," he said, and pulled away.
Shaun looked back as he drove away from the dock. Brad was standing in the same spot, watching him. Brad gave him a little wave as he sped off.
Tears filled Shaun's eyes.
* * * *
Kevin was talkative as he climbed on the back of his brother's scooter for the ride back home. "Wow, we had an amazing day!" he gushed. "Daryl and Bob and Mike brought engine nine over, hooked it up, and sprayed water over everything!"
"That's cool, Kevin," Shaun said softly, not showing the same enthusiasm.
"They even let some of us turn on the lights and sirens!"
Shaun made sure the strap on Kevin's helmet was tight. He gave him a gentle slap on the top of the head. "Hang on, time to go."
* * * *
Kevin noticed his brother's mood shortly after they arrived back home.
Shaun gave Kevin a look and then shrugged as he headed for the kitchen. "Nothing you need to worry about."
Kevin followed him. "I know bullshit when I hear it," he declared, reaching his hand into the cookie jar.
Shaun gave him a stern look, "Cookies?"
Kevin shrugged, "Just one. So, what gives?"
Shaun filled a pan with water, put it on the stove and turned on the burner.
"Bad day at work," Shaun finally said, opening the cupboard door and reaching for some pasta. "Go test, I'll be up in a minute."
Kevin thought about pressing the issue, but then decided to let it go.
* * * *
Both boys were quieter than usual as they ate. Kevin tried to make some small talk a couple of times, but Shaun answered with only a word here and there.
They cleaned the kitchen and headed to their rooms.
After about an hour, Shaun looked in on his brother.
"I'm sorry," He said softly, standing in the doorway. "I wasn't much company for you at supper."
Kevin nodded. "If you don't want to talk about it, it's okay."
Shaun smiled, "Thanks."
It was quiet for just a moment and then Kevin chuckled. "Are you ready to help me with the washing machine?"
Shaun laughed, "Oh yeah, I almost forgot!"
Kevin got up from the floor where he had been playing a video game.
"You take that side," he motioned toward the right side of the bed. He went to the left, and, a few seconds later they had Kevin's bed stripped down to the mattress.
The basement laundry room was just down the hall from the family room. Mrs. McGrath had insisted on a well lit space with linoleum flooring, fresh painted walls, and ample room for hanging clothes.
"First you need to choose the water temperature," Shaun explained, pointing to the three choices of cold, warm or hot. "Then the size of the load," he pointed to buttons for Mini, Small, Medium, and Large, "and then whether you want an extra rinse. The last thing is to set it for permanent press or regular."
Kevin looked a bit bewildered.
"It's easy," Shaun reassured him as he tossed in quarter of a cup of detergent. "I think we'll add a little of this too," he said, tossing in a half scoop of color safe powdered bleach.
Kevin pushed the buttons that he thought would be best.
"You got most of them right," Shaun laughed softly, selecting hot water instead of cold. "I think sheets with `baby batter' on them need hot." He laughed.
"Baby batter?" Kevin giggled.
"Cum. You know, the stuff that makes babies?"
Kevin grinned. "I know what it does! I just never heard it called that!"
The washer started.
"You're lucky mom wasn't home to see this," Shaun smiled.
"She'd definitely know what it was and where it came from."
Kevin shifted uncomfortably.
"Next time use an old towel or something."
Kevin nodded, now clearly embarrassed.
Shaun leaned against the dryer. "So what were you thinking about when you squirted?" he chuckled.
Kevin got a playful look. "Really want to know?"
"Yeah," his brother laughed.
"I saw these pictures on the internet. This really cute girl had a guy's thing in her mouth."
Kevin blushed, "I was imagining it was my dick in there," he grinned.
Shaun laughed. They smiled at each other for a moment.
"Did you ever have one of those?" Kevin asked softly.
Shaun shook his head. "No, I told you before, I haven't done any sex stuff."
"But you've thought about it, right?" Kevin's eyes twinkled.
"I'm a guy, of course I've thought about it."
"I wish someone would give me one!" Kevin said playfully.
Kevin gave his brother the same look as when they were both under eight years old and were about to get into mischief.
"You're a gay guy and you just said you've never done anything. Want some practice?"
Shaun rolled his eyes and laughed. "Practice on my brother?"
Kevin laughed. "Sure, why not? Come on, you know you want to try it."
Shaun settled down. "You're serious."
"I've been going nuts wondering what it feels like," Kevin blushed. "Besides, it's not like we haven't seen each other's dicks."
Shaun stared at the smile growing on Kevin's face. "You're not kidding are you?"
Kevin shook his head. The tension was beyond belief.
Shaun stepped closer, put his hands under his brother's arms and boosted him up onto the top of the washer. Kevin squeaked with happiness. Shaun looked into his eyes and slowly rubbed the front of his brother's jeans.
"A blowjob, huh?"
Shaun felt Kevin's cock firm up under his hand. A bulge appeared.
"I can't believe I'm about to do this," Shaun said, giving his brother a final look.
Kevin wrapped his arms around his brother's neck and pulled him closer, in fact close enough that his forehead touched Shaun's.
"Don't worry, I won't tell mom," Kevin said with a little laugh and a grin.
Shaun smiled. He held his brother lightly around the waist. It was a tender moment. Shaun felt the warmth of Kevin's body and let his hands wander up and down a bit. He rubbed Kevin's tummy as the boy snuggled closer.
"You better hurry up or I'll squirt in my pants," Kevin giggled in his ear.
Shaun lowered his hands to the top of his brother's jeans, paused once more, and then unbuttoned him. He slowly pulled the zipper down as they both watched. Once the zipper was undone, Shaun lifted Kevin with an arm around his waist and tugged his pants and underwear down.
Kevin now sat bare ass on the top of the washer, his cock standing up firmly against his tummy.
"Shit, you're really hard," Shaun chuckled, reaching for his brother's dick. He wrapped his hand around the warm shaft and gave it a stroke.
Kevin made a face. "Ouch, he whispered. "Be careful, you have to move the skin away from the head first," he said softly, "Like this," and showed Shaun how to gently pull his foreskin back and expose the spongy knob.
"Sorry," Shaun mumbled and then mimicked his brother's movements, quickly learning how best to stroke him. Shaun jerked him for a minute or two, but Kevin was impatient.
"So when are you going to suck it?"
Shaun smiled. "Hold your horses. I've never done this before."
Kevin gave him a pleading look. "Come on, do it, please?"
Shaun sighed, and slowly bent over. He opened his mouth and licked the head of his brother's dick.
"Oh shit!" Kevin moaned almost instantly, "That's wicked."
Shaun licked a bit more, trying to remember what it looked like on all those movie clips he had seen on various porn channels. The only thing he knew for sure was he needed to keep his teeth away from Kevin's business. Finally he took Kevin's cock deeper into his mouth and sucked.
"Oh, fuck!" Kevin grunted and tried to push Shaun's head down onto his cock. "Yeah, suck me!"
Shaun licked, sucked, and stroked his brother with an occasional grope of his nut sack. Kevin was squirming on the top of the washer, his dick comfortably warm and wet in his brother's mouth. Shaun noted the washer's rhythmic back and forth sway as the machine did its work. He timed his sucks to match it. Kevin lay back on one arm. His legs were bound by his jeans, which were bunched just below his knees.
Shaun worked on Kevin's cock for a few minutes. From the sounds he was making, Shaun guessed that his brother was getting close.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh," Kevin kept grunting. He pushed harder on top of Shaun's head. "Suck it," he begged over and over. "Suck that mother fucker!"
Shaun was a surprised at his brother's language, but then again he didn't know what he himself would be saying if someone was sucking his cock.
Finally Shaun heard Kevin grunt, hold his breath, and thrust deeper into his mouth. Seconds later Shaun felt his mouth filling with squirt after squirt of warm cum.
"Oh God, Oh God, Kevin groaned.
Shaun didn't have any choice but to swallow. He did, several times. When Kevin finally calmed down, Shaun slowly licked his brother's entire shaft and then cleaned the head. When he was sure he had gotten all the stuff, he pulled his mouth off.
Shaun coughed and tried to clear his throat of a little glob that hadn't gone down all the way. "I need some water," he croaked and hurried over to the sink. He turned on the tap and drank several handfuls of cold water, and then looked back.
Kevin was just opening his eyes, his hand slowly stroking his softening penis. He looked up and grinned. "That was fucking awesome!"
"My first blowjob!" both guys said at practically the same time!
* * * *
It was well past Kevin's usual bedtime when Shaun stopped by his room.
"Ready for lights out?" He smiled.
Kevin crawled into his freshly made up bed wearing just a pair of boxers. "Yeah, come tuck me in," he giggled.
Shaun walked over, leaned down and pushed the corners of the top sheet in tight. Kevin reached up, as he often did when he was younger, for a hug.
Shaun smiled and pulled him close. "Good night!" he whispered in Kevin's ear.
"Night!" Kevin purred.
Just as Shaun pulled back from the hug, Kevin drew him close and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Shaun couldn't have been more surprised.
Kevin giggled, "Thanks for the BJ." He blushed.
Shaun laughed. "You're welcome, I guess." He smiled.
The twinkle in Kevin's eyes was a delight.
"Go to sleep!" Shaun grinned and headed for the door, "and don't make any more messes!" He laughed.
* * * *
Much later that night Shaun felt himself being shaken.
"Shaun, Shaun, wake up!"
"What?" Shaun yawned. He wasn't quite ready to open his eyes. He peeked and saw Kevin standing beside his bed.
"I don't feel good," Kevin said, the tone of his voice told Shaun this wasn't a game.
Shaun woke up instantly and rolled over. "What's wrong?"
"I'm sweaty and feel funny."
Shaun reached for his brother and pulled him close. He felt his forehead. "Your skin is cold, and you're covered in sweat. Do you feel twitchy?"
It's the shakes," Shaun said. That was the name their mom had given to those times when Kevin was having a reaction to the insulin and his blood sugar was low.
"What does mom say about the shakes?" Shaun asked, quickly climbing out of bed.
"If you shake, eat some cake." It was a silly rhyme that their mom hoped would help Kevin remember that at times like this he needed to eat.
"Come on," Shaun said, guiding Kevin back toward his room. "We need to test and then we'll know for sure."
Kevin seemed confused, his walk was uncertain, something was definitely wrong.
"Shaun scooped him up and carefully tossed him over his shoulder. "I'll give you a ride," he joked. He was worried, he knew they needed to hurry.
"Fuck," Shaun whispered when he saw the test results, "Forty eight."
"Too low, way too low!" he thought.
You lay down and I'll get you some orange juice and some food.
Kevin lay down, tears starting to fall from his eyes. "Make it stop, Shaun!" he whimpered, "Make it stop!"
"I will, buddy, I will." He headed for the door. "I'll be right back."
Shaun shot down the stairs, grabbed the orange juice, and didn't bother looking for a glass. He ran back up and helped Kevin drink a few sips from the carton.
"You work on this, and I'll make you a sandwich," He said, quickly touching Kevin's forehead again.
"If he's not better in ten minutes I'll call the firehouse," Shaun thought, "one of the guys there will know what to do." He rushed back to the kitchen, made a sandwich, grabbed a couple of cookies, and then ran back up.
Kevin was on his side rolled into a little ball. He was crying and trembling.
"Here, you need to eat, Shaun said softly, sitting him back up."
Kevin looked at him with a pleading expression.
"Trust me, this really works," he said, trying to reassure him.
Kevin took several bites of the sandwich, washed it down with a gulp of the juice, and then took a bite of cookie.
Shaun held him and encouraged him to drink more juice. Slowly his trembling eased. Shaun could feel his brother become more relaxed.
"Better?" he asked a few minutes later.
"Finish your sandwich; I think you've probably had enough juice."
Kevin took a few more bites but then gave up. "I'm tired, I want to go back to sleep."
"Okay, you lay down. I'll stay here for a while and check your sugar in a few minutes."
Kevin nodded and snuggled into his bed. "Don't leave me!"
"Promise!" Shaun whispered and kissed him on the forehead.
* * * *
An hour later, Shaun felt things were back to normal. Well, as close to normal as things can be. He paused at the door to watch as Kevin slept peacefully.
He was relieved that the scary stuff was over, but he knew it could happen again at anytime. It was a reminder that Kevin was really still just a kid, and wasn't yet ready to take care of things on his own. "Soon," Shaun hoped, "Soon."
Shaun took one last look, "Sleep tight, buddy," he whispered, and returned to his own bed.
Brad was cleaning tables and arranging chairs on the sheltered lower deck of the tour boat when Shaun came aboard. Brad's face lit up.
"Hi," he called cheerily, as he pushed two chairs closer together.
"Hi," Shaun smiled back.
"Ready for another day with a boat load of jack ass tourists?"
"I guess!" Shaun chuckled.
Brad walked over. "Look, about yesterday..."
Shaun stopped him, "No, it was my fault. You were just having fun and I acted like a jerk, I'm sorry."
Brad was quiet for a moment. "Yeah, you're right, you were kind of a jerk!" he laughed.
Brad gave him an easy smile. "So now that we made up, you look like crap!"
"Thanks a lot," Shaun said with a touch of sarcasm.
"Anytime," Brad laughed.
"My little brother was sick last night. I was up late, and I didn't get much sleep," he said softly, "That's why I look like shit."
"Oh, I'm sorry man, is he okay?"
"Yeah, he's doing fine now. But sometimes, you know, stuff happens."
Brad gave Shaun a sympathetic look. "I bet you're a really great big brother."
"Why do you think that?" Shaun asked softly.
"I see the way you treat people. You're always nice to the passengers, even when they're acting like assholes."
It was quiet for a moment.
Brad looked into Shaun's eyes. "What I'm saying is, I think we could be really good friends."
Shaun felt his face grow warm.
"If you know what I mean?" Brad whispered.
This time it was Shaun that joked, "Are you hitting on me?" he laughed softly.
"Maybe," Brad smiled, "Would you mind if I was?"
Shaun blushed, "I don't think I'd mind,"
Brad's smile widened.
Shaun grinned. "If you want, we could maybe go out and get something sometime, like a soda or a hot pretzel. I love those things! No candy or ice cream though, I see enough of that at work!"
Brad grinned. "So, if we did, would it be like a date?" he teased.
Brad raised his eyebrows.
Shaun finally nodded, "Yeah," he whispered.
* * * *
Kevin was certainly back to his `old self' Shaun thought, as he chased him down the stairs and out the back door. His sneak water balloon attack had been squarely on target and Shaun now had a huge wet spot covering his crotch.
"You are so going to get it!" he laughed, taking off after his brother. Unlike the last time however, Kevin made a clean escape.
Once in the back yard he stopped, turned around and taunted Shaun.
Shaun weighed his options, in the open Kevin would be hard to catch. He was faster and could get in and out of places Shaun couldn't.
Shaun came up with a plan. First he positioned himself between Kevin and the gate leading out to the driveway. The six foot high wood fence had been built for privacy, but it had also served to keep Kevin in the yard when he was little. Shaun could see that Kevin knew he was trapped. His eyes darted from one place to another no doubt trying to figure out how he was going to escape.
Like fighters in a ring, the boys circled one another. At just the right moment, Shaun took off, grabbed the garden hose and turned on the faucet. He aimed it straight at his brother.
There was a yelp and a giggle as Kevin was hit first in the face and then on the body with cold water.
"Stop it! Kevin screamed in laughter, "I'm getting soaked!"
Kevin tried to run but he couldn't hide. Shaun chased him around the yard, the stream following him wherever he tried to go. Shaun showed him no mercy. Kevin finally settled on just turning his back to the attack. Shaun took advantage and aimed the hose straight at his brother's butt.
Kevin giggled and danced around as the spray hit him. "It's cold! "It's cold!" he yelled.
Shaun finally felt that the punishment had fit the crime and turned off the water.
Kevin wiped his face, tried to wring the water out of his shirt, and walked with sodden pants back toward the house.
"That wasn't fair," he pouted, but then grinned.
"You mess with me, you better be ready to rumble," Shaun joked.
Kevin did what he always did at times such as this, he stuck out his tongue.
* * * *
Kevin was in the shower and Shaun needed to pee. He knocked and walked in.
Kevin opened the shower door. "Come see what you did!" he said sternly.
Shaun wondered what this was all about. He looked into the shower.
Kevin was pointing at his dick. "That water was so cold my guy shriveled up to nothing!"
Shaun laughed, "You didn't have that much to start with."
Kevin's eyes got wide, "You poop!" he pouted.
Shaun stepped back, "finish up in there, supper will be ready in half an hour."
* * * *
His shower done, Kevin stood in his boxers by his bedroom mirror and combed his hair. He still thought Shaun had over reacted by turning the garden hose on him, but there was nothing he could do about it now. But he vowed he'd find a way to get even. He did his blood test and hollered, "I'm done!"
"Be there in a minute!" Shaun's voice called from the kitchen.
Five minutes later Shaun had the syringe ready. "Where this time?" he asked gently.
Kevin offered his right arm. A quick stick, a push, and it was over.
"All done!" Shaun announced.
Kevin reached for his shirt. "You're lucky, you don't have to get poked two times a day!"
Shaun had to agree, "Yeah, it sucks!"
Kevin looked back, and both guys thought the same thing at the same moment.
They both laughed.
* * * *
Shaun met Brad on the Lake Walk about eight that evening. He had dropped Kevin off at a friend's house. Kyle had said he could spend the night there.
The five mile boardwalk followed the shoreline from the harbor out past the middle of town to the far east end. It was a popular spot for people to walk, roller blade, or use the paved bike trail that ran alongside.
"Nice night," Brad said, looking out at the calm water of the lake.
"Yeah, I'm glad it cooled down a little.
"How's your brother doing?"
"He's doing great! Well, that is, when he's not being a pain in the ass."
Brad laughed. "I bet my sister Stephanie is an even bigger pain."
Both guys were quiet for a minute.
"I'm really glad you're here with me," Brad said softly.
"I'm glad I'm here, too," Shaun chuckled.
"So, you like guys?" Brad whispered, as a young couple walked passed, the kid's arm wrapped around his girlfriend.
"I guess, but to be honest, I don't really know for sure. This is my first date."
"You mean your first date with a guy, right?"
"No, like, my first date ever!" Shaun blushed.
"You never went out before?"
Shaun shook his head, "I guess I've been too busy being a nerd."
Brad stopped, turned, and looked Shaun in the eyes. "First rule, I don't go out with guys that put themselves down."
Shaun felt embarrassed.
"You're kind, generous, a good brother, you're fun to be with, and easy on the eyes."
"So, no more nerd talk!" Brad warned playfully.
"Rule number one," Shaun laughed.
They walked the full five miles out, and then back again, talking constantly, laughing, smiling, and having a wonderful time.
"I'm ready for a pretzel now," Shaun teased as they were coming back to the harbor.
Brad pointed to an old boxcar that had been converted into a sidewalk vending stand. A big sign read, "Ice Cream."
"Oh no!" Shaun whined.
"Don't worry," Brad laughed, they sell pretzels too. I'm buying.
Shaun chuckled. "You're buying?"
"Yeah," Brad shrugged. "I know how to show a guy a good time!"
Brad took a quick look around, drew Shaun closer, and gave him a soft kiss.
Shaun was stunned.
"What did you just do?"
"I kissed a cute boy!" Brad said softly.
"Oh shit," Shaun whispered.
Brad gave him a tender look. "I hope you didn't mind."
Shaun shook his head slowly, "No, it just took me by surprise."
"After I spend my whole paycheck on pretzels, want to try it again?"
"Yeah," Shaun whispered, and reached for Brad's hand.
* * * *
Shaun opened the door to his room and led Brad inside. "Sorry about the mess," he shrugged, "I wasn't expecting company."
Brad wrapped his arms around Shaun and snuggled him close. "I don't care what your room looks like," he whispered.
The boys stared at one another for a moment and then Brad leaned closer. They kissed softly, the kiss lingering.
Shaun rested his head against Brad's shoulder. Brad tenderly rubbed his back and then let his hands drift lower. Brad nuzzled Shaun's ear as he softly groped his rear end. Shaun looked up and Brad kissed him again. As their lips met, Brad gently squeezed his ass.
Shaun held Brad around the waist and slowly rubbed his crotch against the growing lump in Brad's jeans.
Their kiss became more passionate. Brad's tongue pushed against Shaun's closed lips. Shaun groaned softly, and opened his mouth. He let Brad kiss him deeply. Shaun loved the feel of Brad's tongue against his. He especially liked when he brushed against his teeth.
The combination of the long kiss, the hands on his ass, and his crotch tight against another boy's for the first time was overpowering. Shaun whimpered. He was becoming more turned on than he had ever been.
Brad moved them closer to Shaun's bed.
Shaun lay back and pulled Brad on top of him. He rested his head on his pillow, spread his legs, and Brad crawled in between. Kissing him strongly, Brad's hands roamed over him. Shaun grunted and humped upwards. He needed to feel Brad's dick against his own.
Hands moved here and there, the kisses became more hurried, the sounds more guttural. Brad took control and Shaun let him.
"I you naked," Brad said, with a husky voice.
Shaun nodded, he wanted whatever Brad wanted.
Shaun kicked off his shoes. Brad undid his belt and pulled his pants off. He dropped Shaun's jeans on the floor and then went for his boxers, sliding them off his ass. He then tugged Shaun's shirt off and reached for his dick. Shaun looked into Brad's eyes as Brad felt him there for the first time. Shaun was hard as a rock. His dick was throbbing, his breathing coming faster. Brad stroked the full length of his penis, his fingers occasionally wrapping over the head. Shaun grunted. This was the first time anyone had ever touched him like this. It felt amazing! He couldn't help himself, he was already getting close.
"Are you going to cum?" Brad asked as he pumped a little faster.
Shaun closed his eyes and nodded, thrusting upwards with his hips.
Brad covered Shaun's mouth with his and kissed him even more deeply than before.
Shaun groaned, but the sound was lost in Brad's mouth. He urgently thrust up against Brad's hand needing it to help him get off. Brad must have known what he wanted, because he gripped his penis tighter. Just when he thought he couldn't stand it any longer, his cock jerked. As Brad pumped, Shaun shot three hard jets of cream several feet into the air, the squirts landing on his chest.
Shaun grunted one last time, made a final thrust, and ended with a moan. Brad's mouth still covered his. When he was done, Brad eased back and the kiss ended.
"Oh, God," Shaun whispered as he tried to catch his breath. Brad's hand was still on his dick as the last few drops of cum trickled out. "That was, that was, oh shit, I don't know what that was," Shaun whispered as he looked up.
Brad smiled and brought his hand to his mouth. He licked a finger, tasting Shaun's cum. "I think the word you're looking for is `Nice'" he giggled.
The boys held each other for a few minutes. "It's your turn," Shaun finally whispered.
Brad looked into Shaun's eyes. "You don't have to do anything."
Shaun blushed. "No, I want to make you feel good."
Brad gave him a tender look and brushed a few strands of hair away from Shaun's eyes. "Would you kiss it for me?"
"Yeah," Shaun smiled softly, "I'll give it try. I don't know how good it will be, but I have been practicing," he chuckled.
* * * *
Shaun gave Brad a goodnight kiss as they stood at the door after two incredible hours of lovemaking. They hadn't done it all, but Shaun was more than pleased with what they had done.
"Thanks for everything," Shaun blushed as Brad held him in his arms.
"You're welcome for everything," Brad joked, and they kissed again. "So, how would you rate your first date?"
Shaun smiled, "An evening walk by the lake with a cute guy, hot pretzels, getting jerked off, and receiving my first ever blowjob? I'd rate it a ten!"
Brad grinned. "I'd rate it a ten, too."
"You must like my ass," Shaun said with a playful look.
"Why, because I can't seem to keep my hands off of it?" Brad chuckled.
Shaun nodded as Brad softly squeezed his right cheek.
"Maybe next time I'll even kiss it," Brad smiled.
Shaun laughed. "Okay, get out of here," he said opening the door, "it's late, and I don't want Mrs. Thompson getting curious."
Brad gave him one last kiss and hurried to his truck. "See you at work tomorrow!" he called as Shaun waved.
* * * *
Kyle's mother dropped Kevin off early the next morning. Shaun was in the kitchen fixing a cup of coffee.
"You're drinking coffee?" Kevin made a face as he tossed his duffle bag onto the floor.
"I was up late last night," Shaun yawned.
"With Brad?" Kevin snickered.
"Yes, with Brad," Shaun said evenly, not falling for the bait.
Kevin peeled a banana and sat down. "I already had breakfast," he announced before taking a bite.
"Good, one less thing for me to worry about."
"It's okay that I ate first, right? I mean, before my shot?"
"It's better if you take your insulin first, but it's okay."
Shaun poured cereal into a bowl and added milk. He ate as Kevin finished his snack. He noted Kevin was a bit more wiggly than usual.
"Got a problem?" Shaun chuckled when he saw Kevin reach between his legs and grope himself.
Kevin looked up. "A morning boner!" he smiled.
Shaun snickered and went back to his cereal.
A couple of minutes later Kevin had his hand back between his legs.
"Would you stop that? You look like a three year old." Shaun chuckled.
Kevin seemed frustrated. "I'm horny, okay?"
Shaun rolled his eyes.
"I think I need to sit on the washing machine again," Kevin joked.
The brothers looked at one another, smiled, and broke out laughing.
Kevin slowly put his hand back between his legs, making sure Shaun was watching.
They stared for a moment. Kevin's eyes twinkled.
"Please?" Kevin whined.
Shaun swallowed a mouthful of cereal. Kevin was so cute when he begged. Shaun usually couldn't say `no.'
"Just suck it a little," Kevin suggested.
Shaun chuckled. Kevin groped himself again.
Finally, Shaun gave in, and nodded to a spot on the kitchen counter.
Kevin hurried over and jumped up.
"The only reason I'm doing this is because I need the practice," Shaun teased.
Kevin grinned, "Whatever," he laughed.
Shaun undid his brother's belt and unzipped him. Kevin raised his ass off the counter when it came time to have his pants pulled down. His cock was hard and more than ready.
In fact he was so ready, it was over almost before it started. Shaun thought this one might go down in the record books as one of the shortest blowjobs in history. He had barely pulled Kevin's foreskin back and wrapped his lips around his dick before his brother was humping wildly. Eight, maybe ten strokes tops, and Kevin was already grunting. A few pumps more and he was there. The warm squirts shooting out the end of his brother's dick into his mouth felt all too familiar. Shaun swallowed.
Kevin groaned, thrust slowly a bit longer, and then lay back against the kitchen cupboard. "Oh fuck, that felt good," he sighed, his eyes closed.
Shaun swallowed one more time, and then licked the last drops off the end of his brother's dick. "Glad you liked it," he teased, "even if it only lasted ten seconds."
Kevin blushed, "Thanks," he whispered.
Shaun gave him a kiss on the lips. "No problem, quick draw!" he laughed.
At that moment the phone rang.
Shaun hurried over and picked it up.
"Shaun? It's mom."
"Hi Mom! How's everything in Ireland?"
"It's wonderful! Gram is so happy you wouldn't believe it."
"That's great! How's Dad?"
"He's good too. Are you taking good care of Kevin?"
"Am I taking good care of Kevin?" Shaun laughed, looking over to where his brother was just pulling up his pants.
"Yeah, just ask him. He'll tell you! I'm taking really good care of him!" Shaun chuckled.
Shaun still had the faint taste of his brother's cum in his mouth when he dropped him off at the park.
"Have fun, and stay out of trouble," Shaun laughed as Kevin ran toward a softball game that was just getting underway.
"I will!" Kevin yelled with a wave, but without looking back.
Shaun kick-started the scooter, tightened the strap on his helmet, and buzzed off. He circled around the ball field and then headed toward the harbor.
* * * *
Arriving at the dock area, Shaun parked behind the cruise line office, he swiped his badge to punch in, and walked onto the boat.
"About damn time!" Brad teased looking at his watch.
Shaun gave him a playful look, "you better not start with me," he laughed, "Kevin tries that and he always loses."
Shaun walked over. "I would have been here sooner, but I needed to help Kevin out with something this morning and then my mom called. Otherwise I would have been here early."
"Uh huh," Brad chuckled.
Shaun gave Brad a "piss off," kind of look and then grinned.
"So, did you get any sleep after I left?"
Shaun smiled, "Yeah, I slept great! I always do after, uh, well you know `relaxing'."
Brad laughed. "Yeah, I was pretty `relaxed' myself. Nothing like a good cum to bring on sleep!"
They both chuckled.
"I guess we better get to work," Brad sighed.
As the two went about their work, they occasionally exchanged glances, often followed by a grin. The after glow of sex was definitely in the air.
The first trip out seemed to fly by. The two hours of activity left little time for Brad or Shaun to think about anything except running the boat. Soon, however, they were back at the dock and the passengers had been off loaded.
"Want to buy me a coke?" Brad smiled, stepping up to the snack counter.
Shaun pulled a can from the cooler, popped the top, and poured it into a plastic cup filled with ice. He reached into his pocket and tossed six quarters into the cash tray.
"You're lucky I got some tips today," he laughed.
"A cute guy like you? I bet you're hauling in the cash every day!"
Brad gave Shaun a wink. "So, when are we going to go out again?" he said softly, before taking a drink of his soda.
Shaun shrugged. "Not tonight. I'm taking Kevin over to Daryl's house for a cookout. He's one of the guys on my dad's engine company."
"How about Saturday?" Brad asked hopefully.
"Kevin's friend Kyle is coming over for the night."
"So when can we?"
Shaun thought it over. "I don't know. We're both working every day."
"How about this? Tomorrow night after you put the little guys to bed, you call me, and I'll come over?"
"Then what?" Shaun smiled.
"I'll think of something!" Brad snickered.
Shaun laughed. "Just what kind of a guy do you think I am?"
"A horny high schooler that likes getting his dick sucked."
Shaun felt himself blushing. "You're so romantic!"
Brad gave him a mischievous grin.
* * * *
Kevin ran out the front door, Shaun following a step behind. Bob Jenkins had offered them a ride over to Daryl Washburn's place, and Shaun had readily agreed. Shaun locked the door and joined Kevin at Bob's truck.
"Thanks for the ride," Shaun said, climbing into the crew cab, "I really didn't want to have to drive my scooter over there."
"Yeah, I know, you didn't want to embarrass people by showing off your classy ride!"
"Yeah, right," Shaun sighed.
* * * *
Daryl's backyard was filled with guests. Shaun thought there had to be close to thirty or so. He recognized all the firefighters from the engine company, their wives or girlfriends, and their kids.
Daryl was at the grill, beer in hand. "Glad you could make it," he grinned as he turned a burger.
"Free food and beer?" Shaun smiled, "We wouldn't miss it!"
Daryl laughed, "If I see you or your little brother anywhere near the beer, I'll personally kick your butt and then call your old man in Ireland!"
Shaun laughed, "Yeah, Dad would really love getting a call in the middle of the night for that!"
Kevin hurried off to where a few kids were tossing a Frisbee. Shaun grabbed a handful of chips from a bowl and sat down in a lawn chair. The party was lively, the people were relaxed, and it was easy to see that there was real friendship between the guys and their families. As Shaun looked around, he spotted a kid sitting off to the side completely alone.
"Who's that?" Shaun asked, as Bob sat down.
"Max," Bob said, before taking a swig from a can of beer he had just hoisted out of a bucket of ice.
Shaun knew Mike was one of the EMT guys assigned to the station. Each engine company had a two man medical crew. They drove the rescue vehicle to car accidents and medical calls, things like that. "I don't think I've seen him before."
"Max and his mom just moved here a few weeks ago," remember Mike's brother Steve?
"Oh yeah, he was a cop wasn't he?"
Bob nodded, "Steve died in a shoot out a couple of years ago. Mike has been looking after Max and his mom. They finally decided to move here.
Shaun looked closer at the boy. His curly black hair, slim build, his age, all reminded him of the younger Jonas brother.
"I bet he could use a friend," Bob hinted, glancing over at Shaun.
"You're right, I bet he could," Shaun smiled and got up and headed that way.
"Hi, I'm Shaun McGrath," Shaun said, sitting down next to the kid.
"I'm Max," the kid said softly. He seemed very shy.
"How old are you?"
"I just turned sixteen," Shaun said, taking a gulp of soda. "That's my brother Kevin," Shaun pointed.
It was quiet for a minute.
"I'm sorry about your dad," Shaun said gently.
"Thanks," Max's eyes looked sad, lost or...Shaun wasn't sure.
"Come on, let's show those guys how to throw a Frisbee," Shaun smiled.
Max gave him an uncertain look. "I'm not very good."
"You'll do fine. Come on, let's kick some butt!"
Max blushed and got up.
Shaun yelled toward the players, "Kev, throw it here!"
Kevin turned and whipped the Frisbee in his direction. Max made a grab for it, but missed, and the plastic disk bounced off his forehead.
His eyes seemed to cross with the sudden smack. All the kids started to laugh.
Shaun chuckled, "Well, it looks like you might need a little practice."
Max frowned, "Yeah, maybe a little," then he broke into a smile.
* * * *
Shaun and Kevin sat next to one another at the picnic table, plates piled high with food.
"I'm going to have another hotdog," Kevin said after a big burp.
"Is that your third or fourth?" Shaun grinned.
Kevin shrugged, "Does it matter?"
Shaun shook his head, `no'.
Max sat nearby, and Shaun couldn't shake the feeling that the boy was staring at him. He glanced in Max's direction a couple of times, but each time Max quickly turned away.
Kevin too seemed to have noticed. "Somebody sure is interested in you," he nodded toward Max.
"You think?" Shaun asked softly, not quite sure.
"Yeah, he's definitely been looking at you."
Kevin rolled his eyes, "he's totally gay that's why!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Jason Saunders told me. Back where he came from he had a boyfriend and everything."
"You're kidding, right?"
Kevin took another bite of hotdog. "Nope."
Shaun looked over at Max one more time; the kid was definitely staring.
* * * *
The sun had gone down, and many of the guests had left the party.
"I see you're still here," Shaun said softly, sitting down next to Max, who was at the far corner of the yard.
"Yeah, my mom is helping in the kitchen."
"It's a nice night," Shaun said, looking up at the full moon.
"Yeah," Max whispered.
Shaun looked around, and then leaned closer. "I kind of noticed you staring at me tonight, you know, at dinner and stuff?"
Max looked uncomfortable. "Sorry, I didn't mean to."
"It's okay. I mean, I just wondered, some of the guys have been saying that you're not that much into girls."
Max seemed to shrink in his chair. "They always say that."
"So, it's not true?" Shaun asked gently.
Max sat still.
"You don't have to say anything," Shaun whispered.
Max gave him a penetrating look. "Are you into girls?"
A small smile spread across Shaun's face. "Let's just say not as much as I'm into guys."
"I thought so," Max smiled. "I always seem to be able to tell."
"So, what about you?" Shaun laughed softly.
"Why do you think I was staring?" Max giggled.
* * * *
Saturday night arrived, and Kevin assembled his favorite video games, a few DVD's, and plenty of snacks for his friend's visit.
"Kyle should be here any minute," he told Shaun as he stacked the video games for the third time.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll stay out of your way."
"Just go easy on the snacks," Shaun said softly, seeing the pile of miniature candy bars, pretzels, chips, salsa and soda. He gave his brother a serious look.
Kevin's smile faded, he nodded in understanding. "I will. Besides, Kyle knows about me," he whispered.
"I want you to have a great time, but just make sure that you take care of yourself."
Kevin giggled. "Should I do that with my left hand or my right?" he grinned.
* * * *
It was just after eleven when Shaun made the call to Brad. "The guys are in Kevin's room, and pretty well settled down. Come on over."
"On my way. Should I use the front door?"
"Park on the street and come around to the backyard, I'll leave the gate unlocked."
"Okay, see you in a few!"
* * * *
Shaun was in the chaise lounge staring up at the near cloudless sky, enjoying the stars.
"That looks peaceful," Brad said softly, coming in through the gate.
"It's a perfect night!" Shaun smiled. He motioned for Brad to join him, scooting over to make room.
Brad sat down, and Shaun wrapped his arm around him, snuggling him close. Brad reached for Shaun's hand and held it lovingly. The boys lay cuddled like that for awhile, content to just be close.
Eventually, they found themselves staring at one another. Brad slowly leaned closer for a kiss. Shaun obliged. The kiss was tender, and ever so gentle.
"That was nice," Brad whispered when the kiss ended.
Shaun nodded, "Very nice," he whispered back.
The boys kissed again, this time a bit longer.
Brad rolled to his side, snuggling more deeply into Shaun's embrace.
Shaun stroked Brad's back and rubbed against him. The kisses became more passionate. Their love making was building.
"Can we go to your room?" Brad whispered after one particularly intense exchange.
Shaun shook his head, "No," he whispered, Kevin and Kyle would hear us.
"Don't worry," I figured something else out," Shaun giggled, seeing the disappointment in Brad's eyes.
Shaun looked toward the corner of the yard, Brad's eyes following his. "My old boy scout pup tent," Shaun chuckled.
Brad grinned. "I haven't been camping in ages," he laughed softly.
Shaun gave him a quick kiss and took his hand, "Come on, this time I'm the one that wants to get naked." He grinned.
Brad's smile was a mile wide.
* * * *
Brad tied the flaps closed as Shaun scooted to the back of the little two man tent. "Nice place you've got here," Brad chuckled as Shaun lit a candle in an old metal lantern.
"Sleeping bags to make a soft bed, some pillows, a fluffy comforter, and a cooler with sodas; I think I thought of almost everything."
Brad crawled over to Shaun and gave him a soft kiss. "I brought a few things too," he said with a wink.
Shaun's eyes grew wider as Brad took out a tube of lube and four condoms.
They stared at one another for a moment. Then Brad gently eased Shaun down, so that he was lying on his back. Shaun stared into Brad's eyes as Brad reached for his belt. The boy's fingers fumbled for a moment with the buckle, but then found their way. The sound of Shaun's zipper coming down seemed loud in the otherwise quiet tent.
The buckle clinked as Brad tugged Shaun's pants down. Shaun kicked them off, as Brad helped. Shaun sat up and pulled his shirt over his head. Now just in his boxers, he reached for Brad's belt.
Moments later, both boys were lying on their sides, face to face. Each had a hand on the other's cock. They hadn't yet bothered to take off their underwear. The kisses were deep, with grunts and groans.
"I've been so fucking horny," Brad whispered as he urgently stroked Shaun's dick. "The only thing I could think about all day was getting you naked!"
Shaun tugged Brad's dick, "Yeah, me, too," he said with a husky voice.
They kissed, stroked, and rubbed against one another for a few minutes more.
Brad got to his knees and reached for the waistband of Shaun's boxers. As he pulled them down, Shaun lifted his ass up so they came off easily. Brad pulled his own down and wriggled out of them.
Shaun stared at Brad's impressive penis. It was better than average in length, measuring nearly eight inches Shaun guessed. But, it was somewhat on the slender side. Shaun had struggled the first time he tried to take it into his mouth. Not because it was thick, but because he felt it at the back of his throat causing him to gag occasionally.
Brad gave his cock a couple of strokes. "Let's suck each other at the same time," he suggested.
Shaun nodded and waited as Brad turned around, straddled his chest and pushed his ass backwards. Brad leaned down and took Shaun's cock into his mouth as Shaun reached for his. There were two grunts of satisfaction as warm lips wrapped around teen cock.
Shaun noted the sweet, clean smell of fresh soap. He was glad Brad had showered for him. The dick in his mouth was already leaking a few drops of juice, it tasted salty, but was not unpleasant. Shaun's own penis was throbbing as Brad licked it from the bottom to the top and then sucked on the tip.
Shaun couldn't help but thrust up a few times as if to encourage Brad. Brad did the same, thrusting his long tool deeper into Shaun's mouth. He gagged once and pushed Brad's hips up, reminding him to not go so deep.
The sixty nine went on for some minutes, both boys exploring the other's penis from every angle with their tongue and mouth. Then Brad lifted his mouth off and pulled Shaun's legs apart. He moved his tongue lower, licking the soft folds of Shaun's nut sack.
"Oh," Shaun whimpered as Brad licked his sack, took one of his nuts into his mouth and then went to the other. Shaun spread his legs further, rolled a bit more onto his back, wanting to give Brad more room. Brad responded by licking the crease on each side of Shaun's sack. Just as Shaun was getting into the feeling of Brad's tongue down there, Brad stopped and turned around.
"Roll over," he said with a quick look into Shaun's eyes. Shaun paused for just a moment, but then did as Brad wanted.
Now face down and ass up, Brad crawled between his legs and reached for his cheeks. Shaun grunted when he felt his ass being spread open, his hole exposed.
Brad kissed one side, and then the other, finally settling into the valley between the two. Shaun couldn't help but push his ass up toward the warm thing that was teasing his ring.
"Oh fuck," Shaun moaned as Brad skillfully ate him out. Brad's mouth was driving him crazy. "Yeah, eat my ass!" Shaun whimpered. Brad's tongue felt incredible back there. Shaun couldn't believe how good it felt. With his hole totally wet, Brad pushed his tongue inside, and Shaun shuddered. "Oh God," Shaun whispered. The licking and probing went on for several more minutes.
Brad finally stopped, crawled over Shaun's back, and whispered in his ear. "Can I put my finger in there?" he asked softly with a kiss.
Shaun just was a little unsure, but he loved the feel of Brad's tongue, he made up his mind, and nodded `yes'.
A few seconds later there was a snap as the top of the lube came off, then moments after that Brad was whispering in his ear again. "Ready?"
Shaun nodded, still a little uncertain.
As Brad tenderly kissed the back of his neck, Shaun felt his finger push against the tight ring of his ass. "Relax," Brad whispered, "just let it in."
Shaun raised his hips a little, and pushed out with his ass muscles. Brad circled the spot and slowly added pressure until finally his finger slipped in.
"Uh," Shaun grunted. There was some pain at first as his ring tightened up, but then it gradually eased.
Brad slowly went deeper, probing everywhere. Shaun groaned his approval. Then he hit a spot, a wonderful spot.
"Oh fuck," Shaun grunted, raising his ass higher and pushing back onto Brad's finger.
"You like that, huh?" Brad whispered as he fingered him again.
Shaun moaned. "Yeah, do that again," he begged.
Brad slowly twisted his finger and found the spot for a second time.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Shaun whimpered. He reached under himself and grabbed his cock, he stroked furiously as Brad drilled his asshole again and again with his finger. A minute or two later, Shaun pushed his ass back toward Brad with a needy wantonness. "Fuck me, fuck me," he grunted as Brad twisted and turned the slender intruder. "Fuck my ass!"
Shaun shuddered, pushed back one last time, and held his breath. Brad pushed his finger deep into his rectum while he trembled and shot his load. "Oh shit, oh shit!" Shaun whimpered, as Brad gave one last twist, and the final squirt of cum left him.
When he was finished, Brad slowly pulled his finger out. Shaun lay dazed and unmoving.
Finally, Shaun rolled on to his back and smiled. "That was fucking amazing!" he giggled, giving Brad a huge grin. "I never had anything up my ass like that before!"
"You seemed to like it," Brad chuckled.
Brad's dick was standing tight against his stomach.
"I don't think I'm quite ready for that though," Shaun said, giving Brad's dick a worried look.
Brad smiled softly. He lay down next to Shaun and they kissed. "Roll onto your side," he whispered.
Deep down, Shaun knew what was coming. He hesitated, but then Brad gave him a reassuring smile, and he did what Brad asked, turning his back to him and offering up his ass.
Shaun took several calming breaths as Brad slipped on a condom, lubed his cock, and then Shaun's hole.
Shaun closed his eyes as Brad lay down behind him. Brad kissed him behind the ear and placed the head of his dick at Shaun's entrance.
Shaun expected a sharp jab, and a deep thrust. Instead, Brad just slowly kissed him and ever so gently nudged his hole. After many long minutes, Shaun was so relaxed that when the penetration came, it was what he wanted. There was some pain, but, because Brad was so slender, it wasn't unmanageable. Instead, the full feeling of having something long and hard slowly pushed up his butt was pleasurable.
"You're so tight," Brad whispered as he kissed Shaun once again, withdrew a bit, and then fucked back inside.
Shaun felt every inch of Brad's cock as it burrowed deeper. Finally Brad was in all the way. Shaun grunted, "Go slow!" he whimpered.
Brad did. The fuck seemed to last for hours, though Shaun would have said he wanted it to last even longer. In fact, it was probably less than ten minutes, but for Shaun they were an incredible ten minutes.
Grunts, groans, kisses, Brad's dick exploring new places, it was all so wonderful.
"Gonna cum!" Brad finally groaned and slammed into Shaun's ass hard three or four times. His dick jerked and he held Shaun tight against him.
"Yeah, yeah," Shaun whimpered as Brad made a last thrust. Then it was over.
The boys lay coupled until Brad's cock finally withered and slipped from Shaun's hole.
Brad kissed Shaun behind the ear. "Thanks, that was amazing!"
Shaun turned over and they kissed deeply.
Finally they were satisfied.
Shaun playfully ran his finger under Brad's chin. "You know I'm going to remember this forever, you were my first!" he smiled.
Brad gave him a loving look. "Well, I'll remember it forever too," he grinned.
Kevin finished in the bathroom and tiptoed quietly back to his room. Kyle was sound asleep, comfortably stretched out on top of his sleeping bag on the floor. An occasional snort confirmed he was out like a light.
Kevin stepped over Kyle to get to the open window. The light from a near full moon was more than enough to show him the way. As he looked at the sky, the stars seemed to twinkle, the night air felt fresh on his face. It was one of those moments when everything seemed perfect. Kevin was just about to head back to bed when he caught movement out of the corner of his eye. Turning, he saw that there was a faint glow coming from the edge of the yard.
"Shaun's old pup tent," Kevin thought as he stared at what might have been light from a flickering candle. The movement that had caught his attention was that of shadows reflected against the tent walls. It was two figures. As he watched, the two appeared to kiss and wrap themselves in one another's arms. A shirt came off, then pants, and the two lay down.
"Shit," Kevin whispered as it became clear to him what was going on. "That's got to be Shaun," he thought judging by the size and shape of one of the boys. "Brad!" Kevin said to himself as he studied the other.
Minutes went by and Kevin watched the shadows move back and forth across the canvass. The kissing, the entangled arms and legs, the bobbing head, "they're having sex," Kevin thought. His cock twitched and his heart started to pound faster. As the faint sounds of grunts and groans drifted across the yard, Kevin strained to see and hear more.
"I wonder who's getting it?" Kevin thought as the sounds grew more intense and guttural. The head of his cock pushed against the front of his underwear, he was now totally hard.
Kyle stirred with another snort. Kevin looked over at the boy sleeping only a few feet away. Kyle too was just in his boxers, his bare chest rose gently with each breath. Kevin looked out the window again, slipped his hand into his underwear and grasped his dick. He tugged it a couple of times and then felt his nuts. Kevin thought there was something naughty about watching his brother having sex, but he liked it, he liked it a lot!
The scene in the yard went on for a while longer and then seemed to come to an end. Kevin stroked himself one last time and pulled his hand back. "I wish it was me," he thought sadly as he looked at the shadows. He focused on the one that he guessed was Shaun. His stomach felt tight.
"He's MY brother!" Kevin whispered with a challenging look toward Brad, as if to stake his claim.
* * * *
"Where's Kyle?" Shaun asked as he stepped into Kevin's room shortly after eight the next morning.
Kevin looked up, a strange expression on his face. Shaun wondered if something was wrong.
"In the bathroom, I think he's taking a dump!" he said crinkling up his nose as he made a half assed attempt at straitening his bed.
"Did you have a good time last night?"
"Yeah, we stayed up until a little past three I guess."
"Well at least you got some sleep," Shaun yawned. "Crap, I'm tired, I wish I didn't have to go to work today."
He stifled another yawn. "What do you guys have planned?"
"Kyle's mom said I could hang at their place."
Shaun nodded. He looked over at the medical stuff on the dresser. "So what was your number today?"
Kevin frowned, "One seventy."
Shaun looked at the trash can. It was filled with candy wrappers and other remnants of junk food.
"I know, I know," Kevin said softly and somewhat defensively, perhaps hoping to ward off a lecture.
Shaun thought about giving him one anyway, but then decided against it. "Just tell me you'll do better next time."
"I'll try," Kevin said, making no promises.
Shaun opened the fridge under Kevin's desk and took out the insulin. He filled a syringe, reached for an alcohol swab, and looked toward his brother.
Kevin was by the window. "You know, you can see the whole neighborhood from here."
Shaun walked up. "I guess. So, where do you want it?"
Kevin pushed his boxers down to bare his right butt cheek.
Shaun swabbed it and then waited a few seconds to let it dry.
"Yeah, you can see everything, even your tent."
Shaun raised an eyebrow, wondering what Kevin was going on about. He stuck the needle in his brother's butt and pushed the plunger down.
"Especially if there is a light on inside," Kevin said with a glance over his shoulder.
Shaun pulled the needle out and capped it.
Kevin pulled up his underwear and turned around. He gave Shaun a serious look. "I saw you and Brad last night," he said softly.
"What?" Shaun stuttered.
"You know, shadows moving around in the tent?"
Shaun felt himself blush.
"It looked like somebody was getting fucked!"
Shaun grew uncomfortable. "How do you know what it looked like?"
"I'm not stupid!" Kevin said with a little attitude.
The boys stared at one another for a moment, then Kevin whispered, "So who took it up the butt?"
Shaun knew his face must be red, "None of your business."
"It was you, wasn't it?" Kevin said with a steady look into his brother's eyes.
There was the sound of a toilet flushing down the hall.
"So, I guess that means there are two of us with sore asses this morning," Kevin said flatly.
Shaun turned away. "I have to get ready for work," he said, wanting to change the subject.
"By the way, it was a good show; you and Brad should do it again for me sometime," Kevin taunted.
Shaun looked back and flipped him his middle finger.
Kevin stared at him. "Shaun, I want to know more," he whispered as his brother reached the door.
Shaun looked back, "More about what?"
Kevin looked down, "About the stuff you do with guys."
A long lingering look passed between them, broken only when Kyle returned. Shaun stepped aside so Kyle could get passed him.
"Did I miss anything?" Kyle joked as he flopped down on Kevin's bed.
"No, not a thing," Kevin said quickly, looking at his brother.
Shaun nodded, "It was just brother stuff."
Kyle shrugged. "Whatever."
"We can talk more tonight," Shaun said, shooting Kevin a look.
"See you later," Kevin said softly.
Shaun nodded, "Stay out of trouble," he warned playfully.
* * * *
Shaun picked Kevin up at Kyle's house after work and they headed home.
"What would you like for supper?" Shaun asked as he pushed their helmets into the corner of the kitchen counter.
"Something on the grill?" Kevin suggested.
"I think there's a package of Bratwurst in the freezer. I can boil them and then put them on the grill for a few minutes."
Kevin smiled. "Sounds good."
"Chips, baked beans, soda?" Shaun offered.
"Sure, the works!" Kevin grinned.
* * * *
The guys sat at the picnic table in the backyard enjoying their food. Shaun couldn't help thinking about the strange way the day had started. He wondered what his brother had been thinking when he'd seen Brad and him in the tent.
At work earlier that day Shaun had confessed to Brad what Kevin had told him.
"Yeah, he seemed kind of weirded out by it."
"Like how?" Brad had asked.
"I can't really describe it, but he seemed upset or something."
"Maybe he was jealous!" Brad had joked.
"Yeah, you know I am pretty good-looking," Brad had teased.
Shaun had chuckled, "I don't think that was the problem."
Brad had gotten quiet, "Seriously, maybe Kevin was jealous, but not of you being with me, but maybe me being with you. Think about it, you guys are so close. You're taking care of him all the time."
Shaun hadn't thought about that possibility, and didn't know what to say to that. "Hmm," he finally replied.
* * * *
"You're a pretty good cook," Kevin mumbled, his mouth full of chips.
"Remember not to tell mom that when they get back," Shaun smiled, "otherwise she'll have me in the kitchen all the time."
Neither of the boys spoke as they focused on their meal. Shaun fidgeted on the hard bench.
"Problem?" Kevin teased after the third time Shaun tried to find a more comfortable position.
"My butt's still a little sore," Shaun blushed.
Kevin giggled, "You can thank Brad for that tomorrow."
Shaun made a face.
Some time passed without further talk. It was Kevin letting out a loud burp that had the effect of announcing the meal was over.
"You know you're a little pig, right?" Shaun chuckled.
Kevin smirked, "Like you haven't done the same thing, or worse!"
"Oh my God, when you fart, it's like a cloud of death!" Kevin laughed.
Shaun laughed as well.
The two looked at one another for a long moment.
"You said you wanted to know more about me and guys," Shaun said softly, deciding that now was as good a time as any.
Kevin looked down at his plate and then back up. "Do you like him?" he whispered.
"I'm not sure what you mean, do I like him? Brad's cute, smart, he's fun to be with, and he's really nice to me."
"But do you like him?"
Shaun considered the question. "I never really thought about it."
"But you guys do stuff!"
The light was starting to come on. "Yeah, we do stuff."
Kevin looked at Shaun, his eyes steady and penetrating; he wanted more of an answer.
"When we do those things it feels good, it's all new, I've never done stuff like that before."
Kevin looked at him again. "Yeah, I get all that. But?"
"But?" Shaun paused, "I don't get what you're asking?"
Kevin nodded. "I thought so." He got up from the table and picked up his plate. "If you do stuff, it should be about something more than just sex."
Shaun smiled, "That's mom's line."
Kevin blushed, "Yeah, but she's right."
* * * *
Brad called about nine that night, and Shaun shared the conversation that he'd had with Kevin.
"What do you think?" Shaun asked.
"I think your brother is pretty smart."
"I know, right," Shaun sighed.
"Are you sorry about what we did?"
"No," Shaun answered without hesitation.
"Good, because I like you, I like you a lot," Brad whispered.
"I like you too," but then Shaun paused, "why couldn't I say that to Kevin?"
"I don't know. But, promise me you'll tell me when you figure that one out?" Brad asked tenderly.
"Yeah," Shaun whispered.
* * * *
Shaun woke to the feel of movement in his bed. Kevin was squeezing in next to him.
"What are you doing here? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Kevin said, pushing his brother over, encouraging him to make more room.
"If you're okay, then why are you in my bed?"
Kevin snuggled into the spot he had made, but didn't offer an explanation.
"Kevin," Shaun said a little more firmly.
Kevin's hand worked its way between Shaun's legs to the soft lump he found there. "I want you to show me what you and Brad did last night."
Shaun gently eased his brother's hand away. "You're my brother, brother's don't do things like that!"
Kevin looked up and the two stared at one another. Shaun could see something in Kevin's eyes. Ever so slowly Kevin drew closer until the boy's faces were just inches apart. Then Kevin closed his eyes and leaned in, his intention clear. Their lips met.
The kiss lasted only moments, but its effect was profound. The brother's had never done anything like it before. It was tender, it was loving, it was amazing, and all so wrong.
Shaun closed his eyes, regret flooding over him. "We shouldn't be doing this."
Kevin laid his head on Shaun's chest. "I want to," he whispered.
Shaun was about to argue when Kevin tenderly touched his crotch, his fingers lightly tracing the outline of his penis through his boxers. Shaun's dick stirred.
"Please?" Kevin whispered.
Shaun knew he should say `no' but made no effort to stop his brother from touching him there. Kevin began to gently stroke Shaun's cock. A minute or two passed. He finally gave in.
"That feels nice," Shaun whispered.
Shaun let Kevin touch him a bit longer and then scooted lower. He arranged Kevin so they were snuggled face to face on their sides. He softly touched his brother's cheek, and stared deeply into his eyes. "Are you sure about this?" he asked gently.
Shaun leaned close and touched his lips to Kevin's. Kevin seemed to give himself up to his brother, relaxing into his arms. The kiss was tender and lasted longer than the one before. As Shaun pulled back, he ran his fingers through Kevin's hair and then kissed him on the forehead.
"What about girls?" Shaun asked softly.
Kevin stared into his eyes, "Maybe some day, but not now."
They kissed again, this time Shaun pushing his tongue against his brother's lips, gently encouraging him. Kevin opened his mouth just the tiniest bit and Shaun kissed him deeper. Kevin moaned.
Shaun ran his hands up and down Kevin's back, tenderly touching him everywhere. When he reached his ass, Kevin groaned and thrust his crotch against his brother's, the younger boy becoming more eager and needy.
Kevin groped his brother's dick, finally slipping his hand under the waistband of his boxers to get a better hold. Shaun responded by reaching down into the back of Kevin's underwear and feeling up his ass.
Kevin grunted again and they kissed, this time with more passion. Kevin was a fast learner. Using their tongues and hands, they explored each other's bodies in ways they had never done before.
Eventually, Shaun pushed Kevin's boxers down over his ass and Kevin helped kick them off. Then he pushed down his own. He pulled Kevin on top of himself as he rolled to his back. His brother pumped his cock against him.
Shaun reached between them and carefully pulled the foreskin back and stroked Kevin's dick. Kevin groaned and kissed Shaun, shoving his tongue deep into his brother's mouth. With his free hand, Shaun squeezed Kevin's ass.
"Oh, fuck this is incredible," Kevin whimpered as he let his brother jerk him off. He humped against Shaun's hand and kissed him urgently.
Shaun thrust his dick upwards, bumping against Kevin whenever the angle was right. The boys' needs were overtaking them. Kevin pulled his cock out of his brother's hand and lay down on Shaun's chest, his hips pumping faster and faster, slamming his dick against Shaun's.
Shaun tucked Kevin's head against his shoulder and then put both hands on his ass, helping him to fuck. The kid thrust, grunted, and whined as he slammed his cock against his brother. His ass clenched and unclenched as he thrust.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh," Kevin whined, the pitch of his voice going higher each time.
Shaun pulled his brother's butt cheeks open and wiggled his little finger against Kevin's hole. There was a faint greasy feel to it, no doubt a combination of sweat, and teen boy. The kid arched his back and spread his legs, opening himself to the probe. The tight ring resisted Shaun's efforts.
"Oh God," Kevin whimpered softly as Shaun cuddled him close and worked his rear end, finally wiggling just the tip of his little finger inside. Shaun continued helping Kevin fuck by pulling on his ass. Kevin pounded away, his cock rubbing furiously against Shaun's pubes, his tempo increasing. He was getting close.
"Ugh, oh, fuck," Kevin finally grunted and Shaun felt four hot squirts hit his crotch. He wiggled his finger a touch deeper into his brother's butt hole as Kevin shuddered. He grunted, and shot the last few drops, it was finally over.
Exhausted, Kevin collapsed on Shaun's chest.
Shaun softly rubbed Kevin's back, kissed his neck, and patted his ass. Kevin's breathing slowly returned to normal. He cuddled him like a baby.
"Did that feel good?" Shaun whispered as Kevin snuggled his head closer.
Shaun held Kevin for what seemed like a long time, until finally the boy stirred.
"What about you?" Kevin asked softly.
Shaun pulled him up and they kissed. "Want to jerk me off?" he smiled playfully.
Kevin grinned and nodded. He reached for Shaun's dick and got started. It didn't take long and soon Shaun was the one arching his back and shooting.
"Fuck, I didn't know a guy could squirt that much!" Kevin laughed, running his finger through the sloppy mess on Shaun's chest.
Shaun smiled. "Just wait till you're a little older."
They lay quietly for a few minutes and then Kevin crawled up for one last kiss. "Thanks," he whispered when the kiss ended.
Shaun hugged him close.
As Kevin fell asleep in his arms, Shaun thought about what they had just done. "It was different than with Brad," he concluded, "This was better, definitely better. Kevin was right, it was more than just sex, this meant something.
* * * *
The next morning Shaun was shaving at the bathroom mirror when Kevin came in to pee. They smiled, said good morning, and went about their business.
As Shaun pulled the razor carefully down his cheek, he held the skin tight, making sure there was plenty of foam to protect against a cut.
Kevin flushed and came up behind him, putting a hand on each side of his waist, his fingers lightly tracing the firm abs. Shaun was just in his boxers, and his tight chest and stomach apparently were interesting to his brother.
"I can't wait until I have to shave," Kevin said with a little grin.
"Yeah, I'm up to almost once a week now," Shaun joked as he rinsed the blade off under a small stream of warm water. He finished, rinsed his face, and toweled dry. Kevin was still lightly feeling his stomach, sides, and back.
Shaun turned and Kevin hugged him.
"Do I get a good morning kiss?" Kevin giggled.
"Did you brush your teeth?" Shaun asked with a playful grin.
"No," Kevin chuckled.
"Well, maybe just this once," Shaun smiled, and leaned down. The boys kissed. It was soft, brief, and just right.
"Want to shower together?" Shaun asked with a twinkle in his eye.
* * * *
"I never knew a soapy hand could feel that good," Kevin grinned as they toweled off.
"Yeah, I think you shot a bigger load than I did," Shaun laughed.
Kevin smiled. "Well, you can try for the record tonight!"
* * * *
Shaun dropped Kevin off at the park and headed to work. There was only one thing on his mind. "What do I say to Brad?"
As Shaun went over it in his mind, he realized he didn't know what to say because he really didn't know what he felt. In fact, he was feeling too much. His first date with Brad had been one of the most amazing times of his life. But then Kevin spending the night in his arms was even more amazing.
Brad was his age, went to the same school, was funny, caring, and made Shaun feel wanted.
Kevin looked up to him, idolized him practically, and needed him. What he was feeling for Kevin was a different kind of love, special, really special.
"Shit, how did I get myself into this?" Shaun sighed as he neared the dock.
Brad was standing there, waiting.
Shaun had an uneasy feeling in his stomach as he parked his scooter, but when he looked over at Brad, his heart melted. "He's so amazing," Shaun thought as Brad's smile widened.
"Thought we were going to have to leave without you," Brad teased as he walked up.
"Hey, I'm only five minutes late, so don't give me any crap!" Shaun chuckled.
Brad stepped closer and looked like he wanted to give Shaun a hug. "I dreamt about you last night," he said playfully.
"You did, huh?" Shaun smiled, "Was it rated PG-13?"
"Nah uh, more like triple X," Brad laughed.
Shaun pulled the key out from the ignition of his scooter and walked toward the gift shop to stow his backpack. "You can tell me all about it at lunch," he grinned.
Brad smiled, "Okay, but I better warn you, it might cause unintended consequences."
"I don't know, maybe swelling in certain regions."
Shaun smiled, "I think I can handle it."
"Yeah, handling it usually works!" Brad grinned.
* * * *
Three hours later, the boys sat on a decorative bench overlooking the lake. The first tour run had gone well, and with work done until the next one, they could take a break.
"How can you eat that?" Shaun asked with a disgusted look, watching Brad working on a gyro sandwich dripping grease.
"It's good," Brad mumbled, taking another big bite.
Shaun sighed and unwrapped his chicken salad sub with fresh lettuce and tomato.
There were smiles and jokes as the boy's ate. Brad told of his dream the night before and how he couldn't stop himself from jerking off the moment he woke up.
"I shot this huge gob into the mattress, you should have seen it! It was a fucking mess!" Brad laughed.
"So how about you, did you jerk off last night? Were you thinking about me?"
Shaun smiled. "Yeah, I thought about you, but I didn't jerk off." He didn't know what else to say. He couldn't bring himself to tell Brad what had gone on between him and his brother.
"Can you get away tonight?" Brad asked hopefully.
Shaun thought a moment. "I don't think so. Kevin will want some attention."
Brad showed his disappointment. He put a hand between his legs and adjusted his dick. "You have no idea how bad I want your ass," he said with a playful look.
"Come on, just for a little while," Brad begged.
Shaun blushed, unsure what to say.
"Tell Kevin we're going to meet some friends. Promise we'll bring him pizza or something!"
"We wouldn't have much time."
"That doesn't matter."
"You must really be horny," Shaun grinned.
"Say `yes' and I'll figure out someplace where we can go."
Shaun had to smile at Brad's eagerness. Anticipation was in his eyes, his whole body seemed tense, apparently waiting for Shaun's answer. It reminded Shaun of Kevin when he was little, begging him to take him to the park.
Shaun sighed. "Okay."
"Yes!!!" Brad laughed.
"But we're not going to do it in the bushes someplace."
"Damn, I guess that means my backyard is out," Brad laughed.
Shaun rolled his eyes.
* * * *
The last passenger had left the boat after the second tour. Shaun went to his locker in the back of the gift shop building to grab his pack. His cell phone was blinking. "Missed call," he thought as he flipped it open. There was a voicemail message from an unfamiliar number.
"This message is for Shaun McGrath. Please call the emergency department at St. Agnes hospital, your brother Kevin is here."
His heart skipped a beat and fear ran through him. "Fuck," Shaun said to himself as he hurried to dial the number. "Be okay, please be okay," he repeated over and over as he waited for the call to go through.
"Thank you for calling St. Agnes hospital, please stay on the line and your call will be answered in the order it was received."
"Shit, shit, shit," Shaun cursed as he dialed again and got the same message. He felt his heart pounding as adrenaline rushed through him, his hand started to shake. He was about to dial a third time. "Fuck it!" he said, and snapped the phone closed. He knew he had to get over there.
He hurried out of the store, nearly knocking Brad down as they collided just outside the door.
"What the...?" Brad started to laugh, but stopped when he saw the look on Shaun's face.
"Kevin's in the hospital. I've got to go!"
"I'll drive you," Brad said without hesitation.
* * * *
By the time the guys got to the emergency department, Shaun was white faced with worry. An employee tried to calm him, but he rudely demanded that he be allowed to see his brother.
"Only if you settle down," the clerk said with a stern look.
He was about to say something even more rude when Brad took his arm. "Shaun, chill!" he said softly but firmly. Shaun looked back, the expression on Brad's face was reassuring, "It'll be all right," he whispered.
Calmer, Shaun apologized. "I'm just worried," he admitted.
"He's this way," the young woman said gently.
Shaun still hadn't been told what his brother was doing in the emergency department. His mind went over the possibilities, and kept thinking the worst. As the curtain was pulled back he half expected to see Kevin tied to machines with bags of stuff hanging all around, and a bunch of docs working on him.
"About time!" Kevin said with a giggle and a wide smile.
Shaun took in the scene and instantly relaxed. Kevin was sitting upright on a gurney, his back supported by the raised bed. His right pants leg was pushed up to his knee and his ankle was bulging with what looked like a cold compress wrapped and held tight by stretchy bandages.
"You're the second person that's said that today," Shaun mumbled, looking back at Brad. "So what the fuck happened?"
"I slid into home plate," Kevin said with a sheepish look.
"Did you break it?"
"Home plate? Kevin asked with a confused look.
"No, your ankle, dufus!"
Kevin chuckled, "they took some pictures, but nobody's told me yet."
Shaun walked up and gave his brother a hug. "You scared the crap out of me you little shit!" he whispered tenderly in his ear and snuggled him close.
"Sorry, the playground people brought me over; they said they wanted to make sure."
The tension gone, Brad spoke up. "I'll head back to the boat," he said with a look toward Shaun. "I'll tell Rob what happened. I can cover your job and Rob can do the narration thing."
Shaun nodded; thankful Brad was helping him out. "Sorry we can't get that pizza tonight," he said with a touch of sadness.
"Yeah, me too," Brad sighed, "I was really looking forward to that!"
Shaun held back a smirk.
"Pizza?" Kevin's face brightened up.
"Never mind," Shaun said as he turned back to his brother.
* * * *
Shaun listened carefully as a young doctor spoke to Kevin.
"There aren't any broken bones, but you have a nasty sprain."
"When can I play ball again?" Kevin asked with a bite of his lower lip.
"Ten days, maybe longer."
Kevin got a shocked look. "Ten days?"
"The swelling needs to go down and then we'll see after that."
Kevin nodded sadly.
"I see you're a diabetic."
"Well, you probably already know it takes longer for diabetics to heal, right?"
Kevin looked at Shaun.
"This is all kind of new to him, I mean, the diabetes thing."
"Oh, okay, well here's the deal. Your whole system is altered by the diabetes, your immune system and a bunch of other things and over time there can be nerve damage, especially in your legs and feet. There's not too much to worry about now, but you have to be real careful and take care of your feet. Always wear shoes; we don't want any cuts or things like that."
Kevin had a worried look.
"You're going to be fine. I promise!" the doctor smiled.
"Until I get him home," Shaun joked.
Kevin glared at him and stuck out his tongue.
* * * *
The city park worker who had taken Kevin to the hospital saw that Kevin and Shaun had a ride home. Kevin clumsily made his way into the house, his ankle wrapped tightly with a bandage, supporting himself on a pair of aluminum crutches.
"How am I going to get to my room?"
"Turn around and sit on the stairs, then scoot your butt up a step at a time."
"I never would have thought of that," Kevin giggled.
"That's the way you used to do it when you were little," Shaun smiled.
With that, the guys settled back into a familiar routine. Shaun got Kevin settled into a chair in the living room and got supper started. The hospital had tested his blood sugar and given him his evening dose of insulin. The doctor had insisted on doing it before Kevin was allowed to leave.
As Shaun cleared the dishes from the table Kevin looked his way. "How am I going to pee?" he asked with a blush.
"Sitting down like a girl I guess," Shaun shrugged and rinsed the plates.
Kevin made a face, "This just gets worse and worse," he sighed.
* * * *
It took a bit of work, but finally about nine, Kevin was in bed and settled.
"Does it still hurt?" Shaun asked as his brother stared at him a bit glassy eyed.
"Not so much now."
"That must be some good shit in those pills," Shaun smiled, "you look totally stoned!"
Kevin nodded, his eyelids fluttering.
Shaun pushed a few strands of hair out his brother's face. "Remember, I'm just next door," he whispered as Kevin struggled to stay awake a few minutes longer.
Shaun leaned close and kissed him softly on the forehead. Kevin's eyelids fluttered one last time and he was fast asleep.
Shaun tucked the light blanket around his brother and headed out of the room. He looked back as he turned out the light. "Sleep tight buddy," he whispered.
"Need to call mom and dad," Shaun thought heading to his room. He glanced at his watch. "In the morning, he thought, remembering the time difference. "Besides, it won't be a fun conversation!"
* * * *
Shaun was up early the following morning. He made the call to his parents and was relieved that all in all they took things well. They asked to speak to Kevin but Shaun told them he was still sleeping. They told him to call again when Kevin was awake so they could talk with him. Then he called the tour office and told them he wouldn't be in. The manager said she kind of expected that would be the case, but warned that they needed him and he better work on things so he could be there the next day.
"No problem," Shaun agreed.
Kevin woke about nine and managed to scoot down the stairs and hobble into the kitchen.
"Pancakes?" he asked hopefully.
Shaun thought a moment, "Okay," he said without much enthusiasm knowing it would be more work than cereal and toast. "How's the foot?"
"It hurts," Kevin said softly, dropping onto a chair.
"The same as yesterday? Better? Worse?"
"About the same."
"What did you test today?"
"I forgot," Kevin mumbled.
"You forgot the number?"
"I forgot to do it."
"You know better than that!" Shaun said sternly.
Kevin shrank back in the chair.
"You test on time, everyday, no excuses! Got it?" Shaun scolded.
Kevin looked at the floor.
"I said, got it?" Shaun shot him a penetrating look.
"Okay, okay," Kevin mumbled.
"Look at me," Shaun demanded.
Kevin looked up.
"This is your life we're talking about. This isn't like leaving your school books in your locker. This is serious shit!"
Shaun gave him another long look.
"Okay, I got it," Kevin said softly in way of apology.
Shaun gave him a final stare and headed upstairs. He brought the stuff down so that Kevin could test himself and then readied a dose of insulin. Kevin timidly raised his shirt offering up his stomach.
Shaun pinched a spot near his brother's side and stuck the needle in. Kevin winced, but didn't say anything.
"I don't know how you stand to take it there," Shaun whispered as he pulled the needle out.
"It's about the same there as any place else," Kevin said quietly, apparently still feeling the effect of being scolded.
Shaun tenderly ran his hand through Kevin's matted and somewhat greasy-looking hair. "You're a mess, you know that?" he whispered lovingly.
"Yeah, I guess. You'll have to help me in the shower."
"There's that old metal stool in the garage by Dad's workbench. After breakfast we can put it in the shower and you can sit down."
"Yeah, that would work," Kevin's face brightened and he smiled.
* * * *
Kevin pulled down his underwear and hopped the few steps over to the shower. Shaun held one arm and he used the other to grab the bathroom counter. The water was on and he felt to make sure it was the right temperature.
"Okay," he said, glancing at Shaun as he sat down on the stool.
Shaun handed him a bar of soap and a washcloth and then pulled the curtain closed. "Holler when you're done," he called.
"Okay!" Kevin said loudly over the sound of the spray.
Fifteen minutes later Shaun toweled Kevin dry as he leaned back against the counter. When Shaun got to his hair, Kevin laughed when his brother left it a tangled bird's nest.
"Here," Shaun said with a grin, tossing fresh boxers into Kevin's face.
"Ass wipe!" Kevin giggled catching them a second too late.
Shaun laughed and handed him a clean T-Shirt.
"I'll be downstairs," Shaun said turning to go.
"My foot really hurts again. Can I have some more medicine?" Kevin asked softly.
"Sure, I'll get you a pill and glass of water."
* * * *
Kevin spent the rest of the morning in his room playing video games. "This sucks," he groaned after a couple of hours. He was bored and wished he was at the park with his friends.
"Ready for lunch?" Shaun asked as he walked through the bedroom door.
"Not really, I'm not very hungry."
Shaun sat down on Kevin's bed. "Well, you need to eat something."
Shaun scooted down to the floor and wrapped an arm around his brother. "Are you doing okay?"
"Yeah, I figured that! If your foot is better tomorrow you can go to the park. No softball, but there's probably other stuff you can do."
Kevin brightened up. "Maybe they'll let me umpire, call balls and strikes."
"Now you're talking," Shaun laughed.
Lunch was grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. Shaun allowed Kevin a small bowl of ice cream for desert.
"Want to watch some baseball on T.V?" Shaun asked as he wiped the table clean.
"I hate being inside."
"Maybe we can fix that."
* * * *
A half hour later Kevin settled into the chaise lounge in the backyard. Shaun had rigged power to his laptop which sat on the patio table. The built in television tuner allowed them to watch over 300 channels, the image wasn't the best, but it worked.
"Scoot over," Shaun urged as he snuggled in next to his brother. Kevin giggled and made room, his leg outstretched and his ankle resting on a pillow. The boys sat for several hours as the game dragged on.
"Damn, I really need to pee," Kevin whined softly and tossed his head back against the chair. It was obvious he didn't want to get up, struggle with his crutches, and make his way to the bathroom.
"I'll be right back," Shaun said, and hurried off. A few moments later he came back carrying a plastic milk jug.
Kevin's eyes got wide. He giggled, "What's that for?"
"What do you think, stupid?"
"I'm supposed to pee in that?"
Shaun nodded, "Or get your ass up and do it in the house."
Kevin looked around the yard. It was surrounded by a wooden fence and in some places a shoulder high hedge. He paused only a moment before answering. "Give it here," he said with a blush.
Shaun watched as his brother pulled his dick out from the slit in his boxers and then put the head of his cock inside the bottle. He grunted once, apparently to get things going, and then there was the steady sound of water filling the jug.
When Kevin looked his way, Shaun turned as if to give him more privacy, but to be honest, a guy sitting in the backyard with his dick out wasn't really going to have much privacy any way you looked at it.
Finally the sound of peeing stopped.
"Finished?" Shaun asked, reaching for the bottle.
"Yeah, thanks." Kevin sighed.
Shaun grinned, raised the thing up, and looked at the contents. "You really did have to go!" he joked as his brother's face turned pink.
* * * *
It was late afternoon when Brad arrived at the McGrath's. He rang the bell and waited. Some time passed and he rang again. He had Shaun's scooter in the back of his pick up truck. He thought Shaun would appreciate having it back home.
Getting no response, he went back to his truck and pulled into the driveway. He got out and thought he'd try the back door before just unloading the scooter and leaving it near the garage. As he walked through the gate he saw the reason why the bell had gone unanswered.
Shaun and Kevin were curled in the chaise lounge just like he and Shaun had been a few nights earlier. Shaun's head was back, his eyes closed. Kevin was curled in his arms, also fast asleep.
The tenderness of the scene was obvious. "That's so cute," Brad thought, taking a second look. Kevin seemed even younger and more childlike curled in his brother's arms like that.
He considered waking them, but then decided he wouldn't. Instead, he quietly left the yard, unloaded the scooter, and left it in a safe place. He looked into the yard one last time. Kevin was snuggled closer than before. Brad shook his head gently, smiled, and left.
* * * *
"Wake up," Shaun said softly as he gently rocked Kevin back and forth a couple of times.
Kevin slowly opened his eyes, yawned, and looked up. "Must of fell asleep," he yawned again.
"Me too," Shaun smiled.
"It's late, time for supper and all that good stuff."
Before long the sun was going down and evening had arrived.
* * * *
Shaun lay awake in his bed staring at the ceiling. He couldn't get the feeling of Kevin snuggled in his arms in the warm afternoon sun out of his mind. "He was so soft and cuddly," Shaun thought remembering how happy he felt when he woke up realizing they had slept together for the first time in years.
"We used to do that all the time," he recalled. The feelings of contentment, and happiness he had experienced that afternoon returned.
Shaun lay a bit longer and then pulled the sheet back and got out of bed. He was naked. He considered putting on some shorts but didn't. The feel of the carpet under his feet was familiar, the air on his cock and balls wasn't.
He gently pushed Kevin's door open. The light from the moon streamed in the window and the glow from the bathroom night light came through the door. He stood in the doorway and looked at Kevin.
"You couldn't sleep either?" Kevin asked softly.
"No, I guess that nap this afternoon did it," Shaun whispered.
Kevin sat up.
The boys looked at one another for a long moment, each no doubt wondering what the other was thinking.
Shaun saw Kevin's eyes drift downward, clearly looking at his dick.
Seconds passed. "I'm getting hard," Kevin whispered, staring back into his brother's eyes.
Shaun's cock stirred.
They looked a moment longer.
Kevin reached under the sheet, his eyes pleading. Shaun's cock had risen; it was now standing firmly in the air. Kevin pushed the sheet away showing himself.
Shaun looked at his brother's dick, standing erect and throbbing. Their eyes met again. Slowly he walked over to Kevin's bed and Kevin made room for him. They settled into one another's arms.
As they hugged, Kevin made a soft whimpering sound. "I was so scared when they took me to the hospital," he whispered in Shaun's ear as he squeezed him tight.
"I know," Shaun whispered back, and held him close.
* * * *
Kevin lay back and his brother leaned over him and kissed him softly. Shaun seemed to want to kiss him all over. He couldn't help but smile when Shaun kissed him on the neck and then sucked the spot a little.
"Are you trying to give me a hickie?" Kevin laughed.
Shaun chuckled, "No, do you want one?"
"Better not," Kevin smiled.
The kisses continued, with Shaun pausing to lick both of his brother's nipples. His tongue swirled around each and then he continued down his chest until he reached his belly button.
"That tickles," Kevin giggled.
Shaun made sure it was wet and then moved lower.
Kevin sucked in a breath when Shaun licked the end of his dick. He raised his crotch up, eagerly offering his cock to his brother's mouth. Shaun gently pulled Kevin's foreskin back and washed the soft pink head with spit.
"Oh," Kevin sighed. He pushed up, easing his penis into Shaun's mouth. "That feels so good," he whispered as Shaun worked the head, then the shaft, and back to the head again. He spread his legs to give his brother more room.
"Aaah!" Kevin jerked when Shaun accidentally bumped his ankle, pain shooting through him.
"Sorry," Shaun said looking up.
Kevin nodded toward his dick, "just keep going!"
Shaun put his head back down and let Kevin slide his cock between his lips again. The boy pumped in and out, using his brother's mouth like a hole.
"God, your mouth is soooo good," Kevin purred as he held Shaun's head tight against his crotch. The sound of sucking, slurping, and heavier breathing filled the quiet.
Shaun lifted his head off his brother's cock, and lightly licked his nut sack, taking first one and then the other of his balls into his mouth. Kevin groaned softly. Shaun continued to lick his sack with an occasional swirl of his tongue down into the crease between Kevin's legs. Kevin spread a bit more and pulled his legs back slightly, offering Shaun more access there. Shaun took the hint and licked lower.
"Oh fuck," Kevin whispered when Shaun's tongue had worked its way further down and was teasingly close to his hole. Kevin's breathing quickened and he squirmed as Shaun explored his rear end. He took in a couple of quick breaths when Shaun finally got to the spot. "Fuck," Kevin moaned softly as his brother's tongue finally lapped at his butt hole.
The grunts and groans were soft, but growing in urgency as Shaun probed the tight orifice.
"Yeah, lick my ass," Kevin whimpered as he pulled his legs up toward his stomach. Shaun lapped the deep crease, probed the edges of his anus and then thrust his tongue into his rectum.
"Oh, oh," Kevin squirmed when Shaun wiggled his tongue around in there.
Shaun ate his brother out for several more minutes until his whimpering had reached new heights. Shaun moved onto hands and knees and crawled over his brother's chest and offered a kiss. Shaun wondered if Kevin would want a kiss that involved a tongue that had just been up his ass. But Kevin didn't hesitate, he opened his mouth wide, licking and sucking Shaun's tongue as if wanting the taste of ass in his own mouth.
Shaun was incredibly hard by this time. As they continued to kiss, Kevin reached for Shaun's dick, giving it a stroke. Shaun did the same for Kevin. The boys humped against one another, kissed, and groped each other's nuts.
"Getting close," Kevin grunted at one point.
Shaun pulled back from their kiss and aimed his middle finger for his brother's mouth. Kevin looked puzzled but opened up and sucked it in. Shaun pushed and pulled it several times while Kevin licked, and then he withdrew and reached down to Kevin's butt. The boys stared at each other as Shaun took his now thoroughly wet finger and placed it against Kevin's recently rimmed hole. As if in slow motion, Shaun added pressure and his finger pushed into the ring. Kevin's eyes grew wider as he felt his brother's finger slowly push its way into his ass.
There were a few groans, grunts and wiggles, but finally Shaun's finger was buried to the hilt. Kevin had closed his eyes somewhere along the way and was now stroking his dick faster and faster. Shaun eased the finger back a bit and then fucked in again. Kevin moaned.
"Oh," Kevin grunted as he raised his hips each time his brother stuffed his ass with his finger.
Shaun stared at the boy as he pleasured himself, his hand working furiously to bring that wonderful feeling. Shaun twisted his finger and worked the tight channel until he found the hidden treasure of Kevin's love button. When he rubbed him there, Kevin's moans grew and he humped more urgently. Shaun wanted him to have an amazing orgasm. He worked his finger deeper trying to get Kevin off.
"Gonna cum," Kevin grunted, "gonna cum," he repeated several times until he finally stiffened, his eyes fluttered, and his cock erupted like a fountain. Four squirts of white creamy boy juice shot from the end of his dick as Shaun continued to work his asshole. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," Kevin grunted as he jerked faster.
Seconds later it was over. He was spent, puddles of sperm on his chest, and his hand a sticky wet mess. His breathing slowed and he opened his eyes.
Without a word, Shaun gently removed his finger from his brother's ass, crawled over him and they kissed long and deep.
When the kiss ended, Kevin looked up with a boyish grin.
Shaun straddled Kevin's chest and again, without saying anything, they stared as Shaun slowly started jerking himself. Kevin reached a hand up and lightly touched his brother's low hanging nuts as he masturbated himself. Kevin's eyes went from Shaun's face down to his cock and then back to his face. The innocent smile on Kevin's face turned Shaun on more than he imagined. He stroked with practiced skill for several minutes and grew closer and closer. "Almost there," he grunted as he leaned back and stroked faster. The moment was building and Shaun knew he was about to shoot.
Kevin tickled his brother's nuts and that was all that was needed. Shaun grunted, tensed, and started to spray cum. The first two shots went into the air, but the next ones were straight into his brother's face. Shaun aimed his dick like a hose and emptied the rest of his load on his brother's cheeks, lips, and the side of his head. Just as he was nearing the end, Shaun couldn't resist pushing his dick forward against his brother's mouth.
Kevin opened up and Shaun slid in.
"Suck it," Shaun groaned as he pushed his sperm coated head into Kevin's mouth.
Like a baby with a bottle, his brother licked and sucked his dick until it was clean.
When the feeling of Kevin's tongue on his dick became too much, Shaun finally pulled his cock out. Still straddling his brother's chest he looked down. The boys smiled at one another. Shaun leaned lower and they kissed, the taste of his own cum still on Kevin's lips.
When the kissed ended, Shaun crawled off and lay down beside Kevin. Both were now satisfied.
They turned to face one another, Shaun brushing a wayward tuft of hair away from Kevin's eyes. "That was pretty amazing," he whispered softly.
"Yeah, especially when you put your finger in my butt."
"Did you like that?"
"Yeah, I liked it a lot." Kevin giggled.
Shaun wiped some of the wetness off Kevin's face. "Sorry about that," he laughed.
"I kind of liked that too," Kevin smiled.
They were both quiet for a moment.
Kevin stirred, and crawled on top of his brother. Dick to dick they kissed deeply one more time.
"Thanks for being my brother," Kevin whispered and laid his head on Shaun's shoulder.
Shaun hugged him gently, his hands falling naturally to his brother's ass. He felt his dick stir. "It's going to be a long night," he thought as Kevin rubbed his dick against him.
It was indeed a long night, Shaun's dick was getting sore.
"One more time?" Kevin giggled as he played with his brother's nut sack.
"Three times is my limit," Shaun sighed, as they lay facing one another. "Besides, it's late, we need to get some sleep. I have to work in a few hours."
Kevin frowned, but yawned nodding in agreement. "Yeah, I'm pretty tired too."
One last kiss and the boys snuggled close and were soon asleep.
* * * *
"How's Kevin's foot?" Brad asked when Shaun climbed aboard reporting for work.
"Better, I dropped him off at the park, I think he'll be fine. He just has to sit on his ass a while." Shaun laughed.
"Speaking of ass," Brad said softly, walking up to Shaun.
Shaun smiled, "Is that what we were talking about?"
Brad grinned. "I remember that we had some plans before your little brother interrupted things."
Shaun blushed, "Yeah I think I remember that too."
"I have the house to myself tonight. Well, for a few hours anyway. My folks are going out for supper and my sister is spending the night with one of her friends."
"I'm a little tired," Shaun said with an apologetic look. He was thinking about how wiped out he was from the practically all nighter with his brother.
"I won't let you say `no'" Brad teased taking a quick look around and then tenderly taking a hold of Shaun by the waist.
Shaun looked into Brad's eyes, "Okay, what time?"
"I'll pick you up about seven?"
"That works, I'll get Kevin fed and then drop him off someplace."
Brad smiled, "You won't regret it."
* * * *
Kevin had barely gotten home from the park when Shaun told him the news. "What do you mean you're going out?"
"Out, as in not here," Shaun said, putting a pan on the stove. "So, go up and test, we need to get a move on."
"So I'm going to Mike's," Kevin said, trying to get it straight in his mind.
"Yeah, he isn't working and Max will be coming over. The two of you can play video games or something."
"Where are you going?" Kevin asked with more than a little curiosity.
"Never mind where I'm going, now just get upstairs and get your stuff done." Shaun opened the door to the refrigerator and took out a few things.
"I bet you're going to get with Brad. Aren't you?"
Shaun turned and looked. Kevin knew instantly he had guessed right.
"It's my business," Shaun said softly.
Kevin stared him down, Shaun turned away.
Kevin got up, tucked his crutches under his arms, and headed for the stairs. "It's as much my business as it is yours," he thought, more than a little jealous.
* * * *
Shaun looked around Brad's room as Brad pulled him closer. "I never knew you liked flying," he said, looking at the posters, books, and models spread around the room.
"Yeah, I want to be a pilot someday, Air Force maybe. I tried to get a job at the airport this summer, but nothing doing. So, I ended up on the boat again. "
Shaun smiled, "A man in uniform, that sounds hot!"
Brad leaned in and the boys kissed, Shaun wrapping his arms around Brad's neck.The kiss was tender, probing, and deep.
"Your hands are all over my ass," Shaun grinned.
"Uh huh," Brad smiled back.
They kissed a second time.
"How long will your folks be gone?"
"A couple of hours at least,"
"So have you ever had a boy in your room before?" Shaun teased.
"Not really," Brad laughed softly as he took Shaun's hand and pulled him toward the bed. They curled up next to one another on the rather small mattress. It was single size, and reminded Shaun of something that would be in a dorm room.
They kissed again, this time with more urgency. Shaun reached down and rubbed the front of Brad's jeans. Brad squeezed Shaun's ass cheeks.
"You're hard as a rock," Shaun smiled.
"I haven't jerked off in almost a week,"
"That long, huh?" Shaun smiled and laughed softly.
They looked into one another's eyes and Brad reached for Shaun's belt.
"Two kisses and you're trying to get in my pants?"
Brad smiled, kissed Shaun once again as he unbuttoned him. "Okay, that's three kisses." he whispered, struggling to get his hand inside Shaun's underwear. "You have no idea how much I want to fuck your ass!" He grinned.
Shaun turned himself around so that he was lying on his back, his head comfortably on Brad's pillow. Brad pulled his shoes off, then his socks, and then tugged at his jeans. Shaun lifted his ass as Brad pulled them down. They looked at each other for just a moment as Brad quickly undid his own belt, unbuttoned, unzipped, and pushed his jeans and boxers down toward his knees. He didn't bother to take them off.
Brad stroked himself a couple of times. "Roll over," he said with a husky voice.
Shaun hesitated, but then seeing the needy look in Brad's eyes turned onto his stomach. Brad reached over him to the nightstand and got out a condom and lube.
Shaun closed his eyes and buried his head in his arms as he felt his ass cheeks being pried apart.
"You've got the sweetest looking hole," Brad said softly, touching Shaun's ring with a well lubed finger. The slit puckered, growing a bit tighter.
Shaun felt the cool gel on his butt hole then pressure as Brad slowly pushed the tip of his finger passed the ring and into his rectum.
"Oh," Shaun whimpered softly as Brad spread the lube around in there and then pulled out.
Moments later his finger was back again with more lube, and this time he pushed it deeper. Shaun felt him dig as far as he could reach into his rear end.
"Yeah, right there" Shaun moaned when Brad had touched the magic spot. He moaned as Brad rubbed it briefly, causing Shaun to lift his ass, wanting more of it there.
Brad fingered him for a moment and then withdrew. Shaun heard the sound of the wrapper being torn off a condom, the squirting sound of lube coming out of the tube, and then wet squishing sounds as Brad spread the stuff up and down over his dick.
The next thing Shaun felt was Brad straddling him. Brad kissed him gently behind the ear. "Ready?" he asked tenderly.
Shaun nodded, his eyes still closed. "Yeah, but just don't go too fast," he warned.
When he felt the head of Brad's dick touch his anus, Shaun looked back. He watched as Brad centered his cock between his buns and then pushed forward.
"Oh, shit!" Shaun complained when the knob of Brad's dick met resistance. The fat end was stopped cold by his tight entrance.
Brad wasn't going to be denied, and pressed harder. Shaun's near virgin ass was playing hard to get. Brad grunted, pulled back slightly and pushed again.
"Go easy, huh?" Shaun whined as Brad made another determined effort. "Oh, geez," Shaun whimpered as Brad gained some ground and managed to get just inside. Shaun wiggled, trying to get away from the thing that was being forced up his ass. "Oh fuck, stop for a minute," Shaun begged.
But instead of mercy, Brad just adjusted the angle and pushed deeper.
"Oh, God!" Shaun yelped when about three inches of Brad's dick finally made its way inside.
Brad pulled back slightly and slid forward again, this time not stopping until his pubes were tight against Shaun's ass. His nut sack rested against Shaun's upturned butt.
"Oh, oh," Shaun whimpered as he struggled underneath Brad. "Oh fuck, take it out!" he begged.
Brad pulled back, but didn't remove the hard pole. "Just relax, you'll get used to it!" he offered as he started a slow fucking motion. "Your ass is so tight," he grunted as he slid in and out a few times. "Fuck its nice!" Brad sighed, beginning to drill.
Shaun twisted and turned, trying to find a more comfortable spot, but with a long hard dick up his ass, it wasn't easy.
After a few more strokes the initial pain eased. It took a couple of minutes after that before it even came close to feeling good. The feel of a cock in his ass for only the second time in his life was a mixed bag. On the one hand his hole was being stretched wide and ached from being pulled apart like that. "It feels like a fucking telephone pole in my ass," he thought. On the other hand, there were moments when Brad's cock felt wonderful. When the head passed over that magical spot Shaun shuddered with good feelings.
Brad grunted as he thrust in and out, twisting his dick to reach new places in Shaun's butt. Brad tried to spread his legs apart so he could pound harder, but his jeans only allowed so much. The sound of sex filled the room.
Shaun groaned beneath the teen boy. He was slowly adjusting to the fat shaft that was slamming into him, crawling up his butt.
"Ugh, Ugh," he puffed as Brad fucked his ass harder.
The teen's cock was reaming him hard. The speed and the intensity of the fuck was growing, and the good feelings were coming less often. Brad wasn't making love as much as he was fucking the shit out of him. Shaun's ass ached and he started wishing that Brad would just finish up. But he didn't show any signs of slowing down.
The assault went on, Brad's penis digging deeply into Shaun's rear end. There were more grunts, groans, and curses as they fucked. Shaun held his eyes tightly closed as Brad used him. The idea of this being fun was long gone.
"Gonna cum!" Brad finally groaned after a particularly hard series of thrusts.He lay down on Shaun's back, held him by the shoulders and slammed his cock deep. "Up your ass," he groaned, "gonna shoot up your ass!" He pounded hard.
Shaun whimpered and tried to escape the thrusts, but Brad's weight on his back was too much. "Ah, ah" Shaun whimpered, discomfort tinged with outright pain, in his voice.
A final couple of thrusts, a loud grunt, and then silence as Brad ground the head of his cock in a circle deep in Shaun's ass.
"Shit," he groaned, apparently shooting his load. He paused, his dick buried as far as it could reach, and then he collapsed.
Shaun felt Brad's full weight as his orgasm ended. His heavy breathing in his ear was yet another sign that he had finally cum.
After a couple of long minutes, Shaun stirred. "Get off, you're heavy," he grunted.
Brad slid off Shaun's back with a sigh. "Sorry," he whispered.
A minute passed and then Brad snuggled close. He whispered in Shaun's ear. "Did you like that?" he asked softly.
"No, not really," Shaun said grumpily. He didn't try to hide the attitude. His ass hurt, and from way up in there he was getting the feeling that he was going to need the bathroom soon. "That wasn't very romantic," he said pointedly, slowly rolling over to face Brad.
"Sorry, I guess I got carried away a little."
Shaun looked at Brad. "Kevin would never do that to me," he thought as Brad touched him as if to make things right. It wasn't working. Shaun still felt he had been used.
It was quiet for a moment.
"Want me to suck you?" Brad asked, reaching between Shaun's legs.
"No, I don't think so," Shaun whispered softly. He felt his dick stir when Brad's hand played with him. "I might be in the mood to fuck your ass though," Shaun chuckled.
Brad smiled, "Yeah, right, like that's ever going to happen."
"What do you mean?" Shaun asked with surprise.
"After that senior got done with me, I told myself I was never going to let anyone do me again. I hated feeling that I was his girl."
"So it's okay for you to fuck me, but I can't fuck you?"
Brad smiled, "Yeah, but you know your ass loves it," he teased and then laughed.
Shaun hadn't seen this side of Brad. He wasn't sure he liked it.
The guys were quiet for a while. "Sure you don't want that blowjob?"
"Nah," Shaun said softly.
They lay together a while longer, Shaun's head filled with thoughts. Finally he made up his mind. "Brad, there's something I have to tell you."
Brad turned so they could look at one another.
Shaun bit his lower lip, hesitated, searching for the right words. "It's about Kevin..." he paused, not knowing how to go on.
Brad stared into Shaun's eyes. It was as if Brad could read Shaun's mind. "Let me guess," he whispered. "You're having feelings for him,"
"No, it's not like that, it's.."
Brad touched Shaun's lips with a finger. "I saw you guys sleeping on the patio,"
"When I brought your scooter back, I saw the way you were holding him."
Shaun didn't know what to say. "I really like you," he whispered. Then there was a pause.
"But, after being with you, I feel guilty."
There was silence again.
"This is starting to sound like you're breaking up with me," Brad said gently.
"Don't hate me? Okay?" Shaun whispered.
Brad reached for him and they held one another close.
"He's your brother, and you love him. I understand." Brad said softly. He ran his fingers through Shaun's hair. "Can I still get a blowjob once in a while?"
Shaun smiled, and then chuckled. "Is that all I mean to you?" he teased.
Brad squeezed him. "Not even close."
Shaun snuggled in his arms. "They say that you never forget your first,"
Brad smiled, "especially if you're still friends with him."
Shaun turned and the two kissed, "Friends forever?" Shaun asked.
"Forever," Brad whispered.
* * * *
Shaun saw the flash of red lights on the kitchen wall as he reached into the refrigerator for a soda. He glanced at his watch. "Right on time," he smiled.
Kevin was just starting up the driveway on his crutches when Shaun came through the gate.
"Red lights?" Shaun laughed looking toward Mike.
"I asked uncle Mike to use the siren, but he wouldn't" Max frowned as he climbed out of the crew cab.
"Did he behave himself?" Shaun asked as Mike came around the front of the red department utility vehicle.
"No problems," Mike smiled.
"How was your date?" Kevin asked mischievously.
"You were on a date?" Mike grinned.
"No, Kevin's being a wise ass!" Shaun said with a blush and a stern look toward his brother.
Max and Kevin exchanged a look, and Shaun guessed that Kevin had told him who he was with.
"Hope you had a good time!" Max giggled.
Shaun now knew that Max had the whole story. "Yeah, it was fine," he said softly.
Kevin and Max both smiled.
"Thanks Mike," Shaun nodded as Kevin headed for the front door.
Shaun looked at Max's face, cute body, and eager enthusiasm. He was instantly likeable. "You meet any friends yet?"
Max shrugged, "Not that many,"
"It takes time," Shaun replied.
Max waved as Kevin got to the steps. "Thanks for hanging out with me."
"It was fun," Kevin smiled.
As Max opened the door to the truck Shaun had a thought. "Have you been on the lake yet?"
"Nah," Max shrugged.
"If I get some tickets, you want to go on a tour? Kevin hasn't gone out yet either."
Max thought a second. "Sure!"
"Cool, maybe next week then."
"Oh, and there's a fun guy I want you to meet."
Max got a puzzled look.
"His name's Brad, he likes the same kind of stuff that you and I do."
Max looked confused.
Shaun saw that Mike had gotten into the truck and had closed the door. "Trust me, he'd love meeting a cutie like you!"
Max turned his head, still unsure what Shaun was saying.
"And he has a dick you won't want to miss!"
As he finally got what Shaun was talking about, a grin spread across Max's face.
Kevin turned toward his brother, his mouth open, and stared.
Shaun saw the look on his brother's face and knew he had some explaining to do. "I'll tell you inside," he nodded toward the door.
Kevin managed his way up the steps and into the house. "So, what was that all about?" Kevin asked, sitting down on the stairs leading up to the bedrooms.
"Remember what you said about doing stuff with somebody? That it needs to be more than just sex?"
"Well, tonight when I was with Brad I found out you were right."
"What happened?" Kevin asked softly, a concerned look on his face.
Shaun felt himself blush. "Well, we had sex."
"Like that's a surprise!" Kevin interrupted.
Shaun gave him an annoyed look. "I realized that for him it was just about having a good time." Shaun paused, "He didn't care for me as much as I thought he did."
Kevin didn't say anything. Shaun had the feeling his brother was looking for more of an explanation.
"Let's just say it wasn't one of the best nights I've ever had," Shaun whispered.
Kevin scooted over, and Shaun sat down next to him. Kevin tenderly wrapped an arm around his brother and pulled him closer. They stayed like that for several minutes. No words, just the comfortable assurance that they would always be there for one another.
Kevin sighed, "I think this is a double scoop vanilla with a layer of hot fudge kind of moment," he said with a playful grin.
"You do, huh?" Shaun sniffed, wiping a trace of moisture from his eyes.
Kevin nodded, wiggled his eyebrows, and smiled.
"Okay, but just this once!" Shaun said softly with another sniff and a chuckle.
* * * *
Kevin was managing to get around better and better every day. The swelling around his ankle had gone down and he was able to put just a bit of weight on it. But he still relied on Shaun for a few things.
"Shaun! I need you!" Kevin yelled from the bathroom.
A short while later Shaun stuck his head in, "What?"
Kevin was sitting in the tub, having decided to take a bath rather than a shower.
"Help me up?"
Shaun stepped into the room and offered his arm as Kevin got one foot under himself. He stood, but then realized he wasn't going to be able to get over the edge without some more help.
"Here," Shaun sighed and reached under his arms and lifted him up and over.
Shaun held onto him until Kevin steadied himself against the bathroom vanity.
"Thanks," Kevin smiled tenderly and reached for a towel.
"Nah, I'm good."
Shaun turned to leave.
"Well, maybe there is one more thing. Want to sleep together tonight?" Kevin whispered.
"What?" Shaun asked, turning back.
"Like last night," Kevin blushed, his hand lightly feeling his dick.
Shaun thought for just a moment. "You kind of wore me out last night and then Brad tonight. I don't know, I mean I'd like to, but I don't know."
Kevin blushed again and covered himself with a towel. "Well, we don't have to do anything," he said hopefully.
"You'd be okay with that?"
Kevin nodded. "It would be like when we were little."
"Yeah, when we used to use mom and dad's bed."
"Want to?" Kevin grinned.
Shaun chuckled. "Yeah, but it might feel weird sleeping in the same bed where they made us!"
"Eeeewwww!" Kevin made a face.
* * * *
Shaun pulled Kevin close as they snuggled under the light blanket and sheet. They hadn't been together in their mom and dad's bed for years. The television was on. They watched a cop show and then part of a movie where a guy "jumped" through walls and stuff all over the planet.
"He's cute," Kevin smiled, looking at the main character.
"I guess," Shaun answered, not wanting to admit he did find him just a bit attractive. Shaun playfully reached between his brother's legs. "You're getting a boner."
"I'm a kid, it's my job to get boners."
Shaun leaned over and gave him a soft kiss.
"I thought you said you were pooped, and didn't want to do anything?"
Shaun smiled. "That doesn't mean you can't have a good time."
Kevin broke into a grin. "Cool, want to suck my dick?"
Kevin propped himself up with a couple of pillows and pulled the cover back to expose his crotch. His dick was fully hard and curved up to a spot where it rested against his stomach.
Shaun maneuvered himself toward the foot of the bed until his face was inches from Kevin's penis.
Shaun took his brother's cock in his hand and smiled. "Ready?" he asked, giving it a wink.
"Are you talking to me or my cock?" Kevin giggled.
"Your cock!" Shaun pulled the foreskin back to expose the head. There was a tiny drop of pre-cum in the slit. "Yeah I guess you're ready!" he smiled. He looked up at Kevin, "Ralph's ready!" he said in a matter of fact tone.
"Well every dick needs a name!"
Kevin laughed. "I'm not going to have a dick named Ralph." He thought a moment. "Call him Spike!"
Shaun smiled. "Okay, so, are you ready to get sucked, Spike?"
Kevin's cock twitched. Shaun put his mouth over it and went to work.
Kevin rested his hand on his brother's head as Shaun went down on him. Shaun knew that his warm, wet mouth must be giving Kevin some good feelings because the soft whimpers started almost immediately. He raised his ass just a bit and pushed his cock head gently in and out.
"Yeah, that feels nice," Kevin whispered, slowly thrusting his dick between Shaun's lips. He ruffled Shaun's hair as his brother tongued his pee slit and then kissed the head.
Shaun slurped, sucked, and stroked at a fairly relaxed and unhurried pace. The fact that the boys were doing this in their parent's bed gave it a kind of playful naughty feel.
"Like that?" Shaun asked after wiggling his tongue back and forth and swirling it over just the tip.
"Spike says that tickles," Kevin chuckled and pushed up. "He wants to be back inside your mouth."
Shaun obliged and Kevin pushed Spike in a little deeper. The blowjob went on for several more minutes.
"You give pretty good head," Kevin laughed, raising his ass off the bed again."Spike likes it!"
Shaun slurped and then pulled off, choosing to just stroke. Kevin grew impatient and thrust his dick toward Shaun's mouth, hinting where he wanted it. Shaun went back down but instead of sucking him, licked the shaft around the base and wiggled his tongue on either side. Kevin moaned and spread his legs. Shaun licked lower, taking a few swipes at his nut sack.
"Oh," Kevin groaned softly, "Suck my balls," he begged.
Shaun licked the low hanging bag and then took one of the grape sized nuts into his mouth.
"Shit," Kevin grunted and stirred.
There were more moans as Shaun sucked it for a while and then let the first one go and sucked the other one in.
A few more strokes on the shaft and Kevin started making noises like he was getting close.
Shaun once again covered the end of his brother's cock with his mouth and sucked. Seconds later, Kevin was there.
"Gonna cum!" he grunted and pushed Shaun's head further down onto his dick. He thrust up and buried it deep in his brother's mouth. "Fuck, fuck," he whined.
Shaun had felt the squirts a second before Kevin had warned him. The hot jets hit the back of his throat and then flooded his mouth. Shaun didn't have a choice but to swallow. The second and third bursts were equally as large. Shaun started to gag as the goo filled his mouth again, almost to bursting.
He struggled as Kevin pushed his cock deeper. He managed to swallow the second time but pushed at his brother's crotch, urging him to back off. Kevin got the message and pulled out a little and gave him some relief. The torrent finally ending, Shaun swallowed the last of the boy stuff that had settled in his cheeks.
"Fuck," Kevin whimpered as he finally relaxed. "That was a really good one!" He sighed, and his breathing eased. The smile on his face was priceless.
Shaun took a few last swipes with his tongue and then pulled off. "You almost drowned me," he smiled as Kevin looked down.
"Did it taste good?" Kevin teased, running his hand through his brother's hair.
"It was okay."
Kevin frowned, "just okay?"
Shaun smiled, "well it wasn't as good as vanilla ice cream covered in hot fudge."
* * * *
Neither Shaun nor Kevin bothered to dress the next morning. They both had the same urge and ended up peeing at the same time. As the golden streams criss-crossed they both grinned. After flushing and washing their hands they headed to their own rooms.
Shaun pulled on some clean boxers and then walked down the hall. Kevin was standing bare ass in front of his mirror with his hand on his dick.
"What are you up to now?"
Kevin pulled the skin back and inspected the head of his cock. "Does it look bigger to you?"
"Uh, I don't think so, it's about the same."
"I thought maybe you sucking on it would make it grow faster."
"You're kidding, right?" Shaun laughed.
Kevin turned, it was obvious he wasn't kidding.
"Sorry for laughing," Shaun apologized, trying to wipe the smile away. "What made you think that sucking on it would make it bigger?"
"I dunno, I thought maybe if you made it cum more often, your balls would get bigger or something and then your dick would grow."
Shaun gave his brother a tender smile, and walked up behind him. He wrapped his arms around him in a hug. "Don't worry about it, your dick is perfect for a guy your age." He kissed him gently on the neck.
Kevin leaned back into his brother's arms. "It is?"
"Yeah, trust me, it is!"
They stood a moment longer, Shaun's arms still around his brother.
"This feels nice," Kevin sighed.
Shaun dropped a hand down to Kevin's ass and rubbed it. The pink cheeks were baby soft. "No, this is what feels nice!"
Kevin giggled. "You really like my butt don't you?"
"Yeah, it makes me hard," he chuckled.
Kevin turned with a smile, "so you want to fuck me?"
"Brad said it was girlie to get fucked," Shaun whispered, "I never want you to feel that way."
Kevin wrapped his arms around Shaun's neck. They looked at one another a moment and then kissed.
"I'm not a girl," Kevin whispered when the kiss ended. He poked Shaun with his hardening dick. "I'm all boy!" he laughed.
Shaun felt his brother's ass with both hands, "Would you ever let me do that to you?" he asked with another soft kiss.
Kevin blushed, "if I could do it to you after?"
Shaun gave him a tender look. "That sounds like a deal," he whispered.
The boys kissed one last time and grinned. Then they got ready for the rest of the day.
* * * *
To Shaun, the first few minutes at work were awkward. He and Brad had exchanged tentative looks and the few comments they had made had all been work related.
Finally Shaun couldn't stand the tension any longer. "Are we okay?" he asked when Brad walked past on his way to the wheelhouse.
Brad stopped. "Yeah, but I'm kind of disappointed, you know?"
"Yeah," Shaun admitted, glancing down.
There was an awkward silence. "Brad, I know this is going to sound crazy, but there is this really cute guy I know. I think you'd like him a lot."
"One day after you break up with me you're trying to hook me up?" Brad chuckled.
Shaun laughed. "I know, right? It sounds really strange. But he's new in town, he's fifteen and kind of looks like the youngest Joe Bro. I just know you'd like each other."
A small smile came to Brad's face. "You said cute?"
"The ass of your dreams," Shaun giggled.
"What's his name?
Brad thought a moment. "Well if I can't have you, why not?" He shrugged and smiled.
Shaun chuckled, "You're such a slut!"
Brad just grinned.
* * * *
The boys were in the family room when the phone rang. Shaun picked it up as Kevin looked back from his place on the floor in front of the TV.
"Is Shaun there?" a somewhat younger sounding voice asked.
"This is Shaun."
"Oh, hey, this is Max!"
"Hey, how ya doing?"
"Good! Um, the reason I called was that I've been thinking about what you said last night, you know, maybe I might want to meet some guy?"
"Well, can you, like tell me a little more?" Max's voice was tentative.
"He's a year older than me. He's drop dead gorgeous, and really fun to be with."
"How do you know all that?"
"Well, we, like, dated for a while," Shaun said softly. Kevin had turned around and was looking straight at him now.
"Why aren't you still dating him?"
Shaun knew the question would be coming at some point, but he didn't expect it this soon. "I think I wanted more of a relationship than he did," he whispered.
"I'm not looking for a relationship," Max said softly. "I've barely been here four weeks."
"How about a friend with benefits?" Shaun giggled.
Max laughed. "What kind of benefits?"
"You know what I'm talking about! But I'll warn you, Brad is an ass man!" Shaun chuckled.
"Yeah, and he'd definitely go for yours."
Max giggled. "I love getting fucked!"
They both laughed.
"So, do you want to meet him?" Shaun asked softly.
"Yeah," Max whispered, "I'd like that a lot."
* * * *
Kevin crawled over to the couch and climbed up next to his brother. He snuggled close as Shaun wrapped an arm around him.
"Brad's an ass man, huh?" Kevin smiled.
"You weren't supposed to hear that," Shaun said softly and blushed.
"What's it like getting fucked?" Kevin whispered as he ran his hand up and down Shaun's chest.
Shaun didn't answer for a moment.
"I'm not a kid," Kevin reminded him.
Shaun looked into his brother's eyes and saw genuine curiosity.
"Well, you know what my finger feels like in there."
Kevin nodded, Shaun had done that several times when he had given him a blowjob. "Yeah, it feels weird but nice at the same time," Kevin smiled.
"Well, it's like that, only at first it hurts like hell." Shaun chuckled.
"Because a dick is way bigger," Kevin snickered.
"You got it."
It was quiet for a minute.
"So, are we going to try that?" Kevin finally asked, looking into Shaun's eyes.
Shaun shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, you want to?" he whispered.
Kevin stayed quiet for a moment. "Yeah, I want to..."
Shaun smiled, "my little bro is really growing up."
Kevin laughed, "Well, I think the deal was that if you do it to me, I get to do it to you!"
They both grinned.
"And Spike just can't wait to get up your ass!" Kevin giggled.
* * * *
As eager as they both were to take the final step and go all the way, the guys decided to wait for the right moment. As a result an entire week had gone by.
During that time they kept their usual schedule. Shaun made arrangements for Max and Kevin to take the lake tour and on the appointed day Max's mom dropped them both off at the pier. Shaun met them with tickets.
"One for you," he said handing a pass to his brother, "and one for you!" he handed the other to Max.
"Cute shorts!" Max grinned, looking at Shaun's uniform. The white shirt, shorts, and sunglasses were starting to look good on him.
"Capt'n Crunch," Kevin teased.
"Behave, or I'll toss you in the lake."
Kevin snickered, "yeah right!"
* * * *
Shaun stood on one side of the ramp with Brad on the other as the passengers boarded. When Kevin and Max stepped up Shaun gave a slight nod to Brad.
Brad gave Max the once over and smiled.
The boat had been underway for maybe fifteen minutes when Brad walked past the snack bar.
"You're right, he is cute!" Brad smiled.
"Still want to meet him?" Shaun grinned.
"Oh hell yes," Brad laughed.
Brad followed Shaun up to the second deck. Kevin and Max were at the stern leaning against the railing.
"Cute butt, too," Brad whispered as they drew closer.
Shaun just shook his head.
"Hi guys," Shaun greeted them.
The boys turned.
"Max, this is the guy I was telling you about."
"Hi, I'm Brad."
Max blushed, "Nice to meet you."
Both Kevin and Shaun looked at the other two guys as they checked each other out.
"Come on, I'll buy you a diet Coke," Shaun said, nodding at Kevin. His brother got the hint.
"Yeah, sounds good."
"Max, come on down in a few minutes and I'll buy you one too," Shaun offered.
Max nodded, not taking his eyes off Brad.
Shaun chuckled and he and Kevin left the love birds alone.
* * * *
As the last of the passengers left the boat Shaun watched as Brad hurried through his arrival chores.
"Finish up for me?" Brad asked with a pleading look.
"You have someplace to go?" Shaun chuckled.
"I told Max I'd show him the lake walk. He's got a few minutes before his mom comes for him."
"What's Kevin going to do while you work your charms?" Shaun giggled.
"I gave him ten bucks and told him to head for the arcade."
"If my brother ends up with his face on a milk carton you're taking all the blame!"
"He'll be fine. It's fucking three in the afternoon!"
Shaun shook his head, "Get out of here and make sure you're back in time to help me with loading the next batch of tourists." Shaun smiled.
Brad was already sprinting down the ramp.
* * * *
That night, the boys were snuggled together in Shaun's bed. It was one of the rare nights that neither one of them had been particularly in the mood to fool around.
"Do you have to work tomorrow?" Kevin yawned and tucked his head closer to his brother's chest.
"No, there's a charter, so they have the other team working. I get the day off."
Kevin burrowed a bit deeper into his brother's arms. "That's nice," he sighed.
It was quiet for a moment.
"I just had an idea," Shaun whispered.
"What?" Kevin said softly.
"If I can find a way to get us there, do you want to go to Gooseberry Falls and hike the trails?"
Kevin turned to look up. "That's what? Like two hours up the shore? I'm not riding on the back of your scooter for two hours!"
Shaun laughed, "No, I'll figure something else out. We could hike from the lower end all the way to the falls. We can even go wading in the shallows."
"Sounds like fun," Kevin smiled.
Shaun hugged him tighter. "Then we'll find some fantastic place for supper, and come home and snuggle."
Kevin lay back again. "Sounds like a perfect day!" he sighed.
A moment later they must have both had the same thought at the same instant. Kevin sat up, turned, and grinned.
Shaun was already smiling. As Kevin looked at him, his brother winked.
Shaun fumbled with several switches as the windshield wipers came on and fluid started squirting.
"Are you sure you know how to drive this?" Kevin asked with a worried look.
Shaun got the wayward wipers under control and reached for the lever to adjust the angle of the steering wheel. "Yes," he said, somewhat embarrassed, "the controls on a truck are different than on a car."
Kevin looked skeptical. "But you did learn how, right?"
Shaun shot him a look. "Yes, Mr. know-it-all! How do you think I got my license?"
"I'm just saying," Kevin shrugged, and then sat back in the seat.
Shaun had made a deal to swap Brad's truck for his scooter for the day. He had pointed out that introducing Brad to Max had to be worth something, and then had offered Brad a few bucks extra to seal the deal.
"Okay, I'll do it for fifty," Brad had finally agreed.
Shaun had complained that was a little high and tried to get him to take less, but Brad wouldn't budge. In the end, Shaun decided that fifty bucks was a small price to pay for what he hoped would be a very special day with his brother.
"Deal," he sighed. The boys shook hands on it and exchanged keys.
* * * *
The road north out of town was heavy with traffic, and Shaun kept an eye out for trouble. He could feel himself gripping the steering wheel tightly as he scanned both sides of the road, and some distance up ahead.
"The lake is really pretty today," Kevin said, staring out the window.
"Yeah, bright sunshine, calm winds, fluffy clouds and even an ore boat," Shaun smiled, "it doesn't get much better than this."
"It looks like the Edwin Gott," Kevin squinted.
"Could be, she's definitely a thousand footer, and she's riding low." Shaun gave the vessel a quick look. "She must have picked up a load of taconite and is headed out."
Kevin nodded. Every kid that lived near the shore knew about lakers. The huge vessels carried taconite from the Iron Range to be used in making steel, or they were used for coal or cement. Others were designed to carry grain. They all traveled to Great Lake ports and some, the salties, even went to sea.
As they neared the edge of town, Shaun took the right turn onto the scenic drive, choosing to avoid the four lane expressway. It would take longer, but the scenic road followed the lakeshore, while the four lane went inland.
Shaun sat back further in his seat as he grew more comfortable driving. Kevin's smile and his animated "look at that!" comments were convincing evidence that he was enjoying himself.
"I think this was a great idea," Kevin finally pronounced.
"I think so too," Shaun smiled. The drive was relaxing and pleasant.
* * * *
About an hour and a half later Shaun pulled the truck into a parking area. The sign at the entrance gave information about the place. Kevin read out loud as Shaun paused to figure out the best spot to park.
"Gooseberry Falls State Park covers more than 1600 acres including wilderness trails, rivers, and numerous waterfalls. The area gets its name from native peoples that settled here including the Cree, the Dakotah, and the Ojibwe."
Kevin smiled, "I never knew that," he chuckled.
Shaun slid into a parking spot near a clump of trees and turned the engine off."Grab your pack," he said as Kevin opened the door and stepped out.
Kevin reached into the back, pulled out his knapsack, and strapped it on. Shaun did the same with his.
"Where should we go?" Kevin asked, taking a look around.
"Let's start at the lake and walk up toward the falls."
"How far is it?"
"The whole thing goes twenty miles."
Kevin's eyes popped.
"But we'll probably only walk five or six of that," Shaun laughed.
* * * *
The scenery was spectacular and the trails lightly used. This far away from the main tourist center, the quiet of the wilderness was easy to appreciate. The boys walked along with only an occasional comment. It seemed to Shaun almost as though they were in church, it was that beautiful.
"How are you doing?" Shaun asked as, Kevin out in front, climbed between some large rocks and weaved his way around a fallen tree.
"Good," his brother laughed as a chipmunk scurried past.
They continued on for another mile, the grade slowly becoming steeper, making the walk a little more difficult. Shaun took the lead and pushed ahead, choosing what looked like a safer path through the rocks. The sound of the stream grew louder the closer they got to the falls. They were making good progress, but it was a tiring hike.
At one point Shaun paused to catch his breath and Kevin, perhaps wanting to show off a bit, scooted past. He was now showing the way.
Another half hour went by, with both guys enjoying the exercise and the time together.
Shaun watched as Kevin picked his way through rocks and tree limbs tangled at the edge of the creek bed. He stumbled, but quickly recovered. A few minutes later he stumbled again.
"Are you okay?" Shaun asked when it happened a third time.
Kevin didn't answer, but plodded along. His path seemed somewhat aimless.
"Kevin," Shaun called again, adding a touch of urgency to his voice.
Kevin stopped and turned around.
"I asked if you were okay?"
Kevin had a perplexed look on his face, his eyes somewhat glassy. He didn't reply.
Shaun drew closer. "You don't look so good," he said softly, taking his brother by the arm.
Kevin gave him a bewildered stare.
"Over here," Shaun said gently, tugging Kevin away from the stream to some trees.
He sat Kevin down and had him lean back against an old maple.
"Are your legs weak? Do they feel rubbery?" He felt Kevin's forehead.
"A little," Kevin mumbled.
"Do you feel like you're getting the shakes?"
That was their family name for when Kevin had low blood sugar.
"Maybe," Kevin mumbled, his eyes unfocused.
Shaun could see Kevin was disoriented.
"What do we do about the shakes?" Shaun tenderly prompted his brother, quickly pulling his pack off his back.
"You got it," Shaun smiled, pleased that Kevin had remembered.
Kevin's face changed, and he got a worried look. "We don't have anything out here." His eyes started to tear.
Shaun gave him a reassuring look. "Would I come all the way out here without the stuff we need?" he teased. "I wouldn't be a very good big brother if I did that, would I?" he laughed softly.
Shaun could tell Kevin was becoming frightened. "Relax, it's going to be fine, start on this," he said, pulling out a chocolate bar and handing it to his brother. He reached back into the pack and took out a juice box and a foil wrapped sandwich.
Shaun gently encouraged Kevin to eat, take a drink of apple juice, and then eat a bit more.
"Starting to feel better?" Shaun asked softly a few minutes later. He could see his brother's eyes becoming more focused.
Shaun leaned close and whispered in his ear. "Remember what you just felt like. When your blood sugar gets too low it's always going to feel like that. Don't get scared. When you feel that way, stop what you're doing. Don't ignore it. Then do what you need to do, get something to eat or ask for some help."
Kevin hugged him. "Okay," he whispered. "Thanks."
The boys looked into one another's eyes and Kevin grinned. He gave his brother a playful kiss on the lips.
Shaun laughed, "Okay, you little monkey, you ready to kick it again?"
Kevin took another swig of juice and grinned, "yeah," he said, climbing to his feet.
* * * *
Kevin stuffed his socks in his shoes and placed his pack and other stuff on a flat rock before cautiously wading into the pool of clear cold water.
"It's freezing!" he laughed, looking back at Shaun, who was securing his own gear.
The water cascading down from the heights thundered in their ears.
"Don't fall on your ass," Shaun laughed as he watched his brother slip, regain his balance and then slip again on the wet rocks.
There were perhaps a hundred people in the water near the base of the falls, and perhaps another hundred lining the shore. On a warm summer day the cool water was a welcome relief.
Shaun waded in and made his way toward Kevin. He pointed at a large rock twenty yards further away and they both managed to get to it without getting totally soaked.
"This is awesome!" Kevin grinned, staring at the falls, the people, and the fantastic sky.
"Yeah, it's great," Shaun said, raising his voice so he could be heard.
The two enjoyed the sun for a while, waded back into the water, and finally made their way back to shore.
"Ready for the hike back to the truck?"
Kevin nodded, "I'm glad it's downhill," he laughed.
* * * *
The Split Rock lighthouse was a short ten minute drive further north, and Shaun was eager to show it to his brother. Built in 1910 it stood at a critical point in Lake Superior and had served to protect ships from running aground for many years until more modern navigation aides were put in place.
"The guy that ran this place lived here?" Kevin asked as they toured the keeper's house.
"Yup, and his wife and kids."
"Damn, what did they do for fun?"
Shaun shrugged, "hell if I know." he laughed.
The guys stood looking out over the lake from the top of the light. Narrow steel stairs had wound up several stories to where the lamp sat behind the huge lens.
Shaun read from the brochure they had been given when they bought their entrance tickets. "The lighthouse features a Fresnal lens made by Barbier, Turenne, in Paris, France. It was lighted by an oil vapor lamp fueled by kerosene. The finely balanced mechanism that turned the light was powered by weights, much like a grandfather clock, the lamp revolving on bearings floating in liquid mercury."
"That's amazing," Kevin grinned, checking out the highly polished glass. "I wonder who had to wash all the windows?" he giggled.
Shaun smiled. "We can hike the trails around here too. Want to get down by the lake?"
Kevin smiled and headed for the stairs.
* * * *
It was late afternoon when Shaun pulled into the lodge. Both guys were tired, in a good kind of way. As they sat at a table overlooking the lake, Kevin's stomach made a little growl.
"Was that you?" Shaun snickered.
Kevin blushed, "I could eat a horse!"
Their server, a high school age guy, chuckled as he walked up to their table. "The horse isn't very good tonight. I'd try a T-Bone instead."
The guys ordered, and it wasn't long before their meal arrived.
"It's been a great day," Kevin mumbled, his mouth filled with steak.
"Yeah, the best!"
"So, we head home after this?"
"Yeah, it's still more than an hour drive, and Brad will be looking for his ride."
"I wonder how he did with the scooter?" Kevin laughed.
"I can just see him riding that thing," Shaun laughed as well.
After the meal, Kevin gave Shaun one of his patented `please, pretty please,' kind of looks. "I haven't had coconut cream pie in, like, forever," he said softly.
"What do you think your doctor would say about that?"
Kevin got a sad look. "I know, but this is a special day, right?"
"If you eat pie, I'll probably have to up your insulin tonight."
Kevin didn't say anything, but gave his brother a hopeful look.
"Don't you dare tell mom!" Shaun sighed, and they ordered.
* * * *
Kevin tried to hold back a laugh as Shaun kicked the tire of the truck. They were at the side of the road, ten miles from town.
"Dumb ass truck!" Shaun grumped and kicked the tire again.
"Why didn't you put gas in it?"
"Well, we just ran out of gas, so you couldn't have put very much in there."
"It was a quarter of a tank. We should have been able to drive for a week on that!"
Kevin laughed. "Maybe with that lawn mower you call a motorcycle, but not with a truck."
Shaun leaned against the fender. He considered trying to call someone on his cell phone, but decided they would have to drive all the way out. It seemed easier to look for some help right where they were. "Just flag somebody down!" he snapped and gave the truck one last kick.
* * * *
"About damn time!" Brad teased when Shaun knocked on his front door.
"Don't even ask."
Brad started to speak, but the look from Kevin basically told him he better keep his mouth shut.
"Have a good time?" he asked instead.
"It was great, thanks," Kevin quickly answered for both of them.
Brad looked like he couldn't wait to hear the rest of the story, but didn't press things, he just exchanged keys with Shaun and that was that.
* * * *
It was well past ten that evening when Shaun opened the back door to the house. They dropped their knapsacks on the kitchen floor and Kevin headed to the cupboard.
"I need a drink," he sighed, pulling out a glass and turning on the tap.
"Get me one too," Shaun sat down at the kitchen table.
There were several loud gulps as Kevin quickly downed his water, refilled the glass, and then walked over and handed it to Shaun.
Shaun gave his brother a `gee thanks' look for the used glass, but the cool water hit the spot. "You want the shower first? Or should I?"
Kevin shrugged, "it doesn't matter!"
"You go ahead."
Kevin got a mischievous look, walked over, straddled his brother's legs and sat down on his lap, facing him. "So, are we going to do it tonight? Go all the way?"
Shaun smiled and wrapped his arms around him in a hug. "You sure you're ready for that?" he asked softly.
Kevin snuggled a bit closer, "Been thinking about it all day."
Shaun lowered his hands and gently felt his brother's ass. "I'd be up for it," he teased.
"Go get showered," Shaun chuckled, "you smell nasty."
* * * *
Shaun had helped Kevin with his evening insulin shot and then gone downstairs to make sure all the doors were locked tight. As he came back up he heard the sound of water running in the shower. He knew Kevin often turned it on a few minutes early so it would be nice and warm. He walked into the bathroom without bothering to knock. His brother was just pulling off his socks; his shirt was already on the floor.
"Want to wash my back?" Kevin chuckled, reaching for the button on his jeans.
"Nah," Shaun opened the linen cupboard door and fished around with his hand pushing aside shampoo bottles, soap, toothpaste and loads of other junk that had accumulated. He found what he was looking for and pulled it out. The well worn paper carton had been way in the back.
"Better use this before your shower," he said, laying the object on the counter.
Kevin looked at the infant size enema syringe and scrunched up his face. "Do I have to?" he asked softly.
"Well, we don't want any surprises later on."
Shaun saw that his brother wasn't too keen on the idea. "You know how to use it, right?"
"Yeah," Kevin sighed, no doubt remembering the times when he was little and their mom had used it on both boys. "I fill it with water and then squirt it up my butt."
"Two or three times, then take a dump, and do it again." Shaun chuckled. "Remember, you were the one that said you wanted to go all the way."
Kevin blushed, "I know, but I didn't think this was going to be part of the deal."
* * * *
Kevin was snuggled in his brother's bed when Shaun finished his turn in the shower.
As he walked into his room with only a towel wrapped around himself, Shaun saw his little brother lying curled up waiting for him. He was wearing a worn red T-Shirt and the rest was covered by the sheet.
"My room?" he asked softly.
Kevin nodded, "it wouldn't feel right in mom and dad's."
"What about your room?"
"This is better," Kevin whispered.
Shaun walked to the bed and pulled the towel away, his penis already swelling. Kevin slid over and made room for him. They easily got comfortable in one another's arms.
Kevin had a twinkle in his eye and then giggled. "So, are you ready for this?"
"It's sex, not a space shuttle launch!" Shaun laughed.
Kevin laughed too.
It got quiet, and then Kevin drew a little closer. Shaun kissed him tenderly. The exchange was gentle, loving, and felt wonderful. Shaun held his brother close and they continued touching, kissing, and snuggling.
Kevin reached down between them and found his brother's cock. "Hm, this feels nice," he purred.
Shaun reached over as well, "Undies?"
Kevin smiled, "tighty whities."
Shaun slipped his hand under the waistband. Kevin was hard as a rock. The boys felt each other up for a few minutes, kissing, stroking, and enjoying the feel of one another's bodies.
"Okay, I've waited long enough," Kevin whispered, giving his brother a needy look. "Let's do it."
"Are you sure?" Shaun whispered back.
Shaun eased back a little. "Okay, if that's what you want." He kissed his brother softly one last time, "Over on your tummy," he instructed.
Kevin grinned and rolled over.
"Put this under your middle," Shaun said, pushing one of his pillows toward his brother, "this one you hug like it was your teddy bear," he shoved a second pillow over.
Kevin got settled, his butt raised up from the pillow under his middle, and his head comfortably cradled.
Shaun straddled Kevin's legs, pushed the bottom of the T-Shirt up a bit, and then gave his rear end a tender rub. "We're going to have to lose these," he said as he slowly pulled the white briefs down, exposing his brother's baby pink rear end.
Kevin squirmed when they got caught on his dick.
"By the way, have I ever told you that you have a cute butt?"
Kevin giggled, "Yeah, once or twice."
Shaun felt each ass cheek in turn. "We need to take some time to get you ready."
Shaun pulled his cheeks apart and looked at the tiny slit in the middle. "Wow, that's a small hole," he whispered.
"Do you think your thing will fit in there?"
"I don't know."
"Well I definitely want to try!" Kevin said with a worried look.
Shaun shook his head, "Okay," he reached over to his nightstand, opened the drawer and pulled out a tube of lube.
"Where did you get that?" Kevin asked, clearly more interested in the process than in some kind of romantic and passionate moment.
"Wally World," Shaun mumbled, popping the top and squeezing.
A little farting sound accompanied the first squirt of gel.
Kevin's body bounced up and down a couple of times, even though he wasn't making a sound, Shaun figured he was laughing.
"This is going to be cold," Shaun warned as he smeared a glob of lube around his brother's tight hole. Then he slowly pushed the tip of his finger inside.
"Oh, yeah," Kevin sighed and raised his ass up a bit. "Stick it up my butt."
Shaun eased his finger deeper until he was in as far as he could reach. Kevin hugged the pillow, closed his eyes, and humped his rear end up and back toward his brother's hand.
Kevin grunted and bounced up and down a little more. "Yeah, that feels great," he moaned.
Shaun twisted his finger a few times and slowly turned it. He wanted to widen the opening. "Relax, we're going to do this for a while until you're ready for more."
Kevin grunted his understanding.
Looking at his younger brother face down, ass up, hugging a pillow really turned Shaun on. His cock was throbbing with anticipation. He drilled in and out of Kevin's butt, feeling the tight anal ring gripping him like a rubber band.
"Your ass won't let go of my finger," he chuckled as Kevin kept up his humping motion.
After several more minutes Shaun thought his brother was ready for more, so he positioned a second finger near the first.
"Push out," he whispered as he slowly added it and eased both forward.
"Oh, oh, it hurts!" Kevin whined softly, starting to squirm, pulling his ass back.
Shaun didn't take his hand away, but he did lean over and whispered in Kevin's ear. "How much do you want this?"
Kevin whined, wiggled his butt, and then calmed a little. He put his head down further into the pillow and Shaun watched him bite it. He shuddered for a moment, two of his brother's fingers just inside his asshole. He didn't move.
"Want to stop?" Shaun asked tenderly, pulling out just a tiny, tiny, bit.
Kevin trembled. "No," he finally whispered and bit the pillow again.
Shaun held his hand steady, then ever so slowly pulled back further and then pushed forward, the in and out motion slowly spreading the tight opening.
Several minutes went by without either boy making a sound. Then Shaun heard a sniff. As he listened more closely he heard a pained little whimper. Gently he pulled his fingers away and lay down so he was face to face with his brother.
Tears were coming from Kevin's eyes.
Shaun snuggled him close. "You don't have to do this."
Kevin wrapped his arms around him and they held each other tenderly.
"I wanted to let you."
"I know," Shaun whispered, brushing a lock of hair from Kevin's eyes. They stared at one another, "Maybe another time."
Kevin started to cry. "I wanted it today."
Shaun hugged him as he continued to cry softly. Eventually Kevin fell asleep and so did Shaun.
* * * *
Shaun didn't know what time of the day or night it was. He woke to the feeling of something wet and warm on his dick. He looked down and Kevin was slowly licking and sucking him.
"That feels nice," Shaun sighed when Kevin took a break and looked up.
Kevin smiled back. Without a word he rolled Shaun to his back, straddled him, and then started to sit down.
"No," Shaun started to say but Kevin touched his lips with a finger.
"I'm ready," he whispered.
Shaun felt the head of his cock settle into the crease between his brother's butt cheeks. Kevin reached back and tried to center the head on the target. Shaun helped by holding the shaft firm as Kevin slowly lowered himself onto his dick.
The first three minutes seemed like three hours as Kevin bravely started, stopped, and then started again, inserting his brother's penis into his ass. With a wince, a yelp, and then a sucking in of air, they both knew that it had finally happened.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck that hurts!" Kevin whimpered, his face scrunched up in pain.
Shaun wanted to pull out and make it all stop, but Kevin was in charge. He was the one that wanted this.
As Shaun watched, Kevin slowly grew more comfortable. He rose up on his knees and then lowered himself on the hard pole, gaining confidence as he went along. Shaun rubbed his chest and encouraged him, making sure he didn't do anything that would hurt him.
Perhaps five minutes went by before Kevin had the relaxed look of someone who was starting to enjoy the experience.
"Oh, that's amazing," Kevin whimpered as he rode up and down on his brother's cock. There was little doubt it was rubbing his love button deep inside. He bounced on it like sitting on a beach ball. Kevin opened his eyes and looked down at his brother. "Now I know why guys like this," he smiled.
Shaun smiled back at him and softly rolled him off. When Kevin was on his back he pushed his legs toward his shoulders.
Kevin grinned when Shaun rubbed the head of his dick against his hole. Shaun leaned down for a kiss, and when Kevin opened his mouth Shaun slid both his tongue and his cock inside his brother.
Kevin moaned in delight as Shaun pushed the head of his dick deep into his rectum. The kiss went on as Shaun started to fuck.
It wasn't surprising that it didn't last too long. Shaun couldn't be expected to hold on with such a tight ass milking him.
Kevin, for his part, was moaning continually as he lifted his feet and pulled them back toward his ears. His rear end welcomed the pounding that Shaun was giving it.
"Fuck it, fuck it good!" Kevin begged as Shaun thrust in and out as hard as he could, changing the speed and the angle as he went along.
The sloppy wet sounds of a cock in a well lubed hole filled the room. Shaun's nuts slapped against Kevin's upturned ass.
"Oh shit, here it comes!" Shaun finally grunted, slamming home one last time. He shuddered and unloaded. "Ugh, ugh," he panted as squirt after squirt of cum pulsed through his dick and flooded his brother's ass.
Kevin whined and wiggled under him. "Do it more!" he begged.
Shaun thrust in and out a few more times, but then stopped, exhausted and spent. He reluctantly pulled his softening dick out of his brother's hole.
Kevin put his legs down and after a moments rest, crawled onto Shaun's chest. They kissed long and tenderly.
"That was incredible," Shaun finally managed.
Kevin sighed, "the best!"
They lay quietly for a few minutes.
"Did you get off?" Shaun asked, looking into Kevin's eyes.
"Not yet," he whispered.
"Want me to suck it?"
Kevin thought a moment. "My butt wants some more," he giggled.
"Sorry, I won't be ready again for a while."
Kevin made a sad face.
Shaun cupped Kevin's rear end in his hands. They kissed and Shaun ran a finger up and down Kevin's crack.
"That feels nice," Kevin whispered when the kiss ended.
"I've got an idea," Shaun smiled.
Moments later Kevin was standing by the side of the bed, giving Shaun a puzzled look. Shaun got behind him and pushed him forward a little, Kevin put his hands down to support himself.
Shaun nibbled his brother behind the ear. "Jerk it," he whispered.
Kevin lifted one of his hands from the bed and put it on his dick. Just as he wrapped his fingers around it, Shaun kissed him behind the ear once again, and a finger slowly pushed its way up his butt.
"Oh fuck, this is going to be nice!" Kevin giggled as he arched his back and spread his legs a little.
"Knock yourself out," Shaun laughed softly, probing deeper and finding the right spot. Kevin moaned, started to jerk, and pushed his rear end back onto his brother's hand eagerly fucking himself.
When he came, Kevin shot the load of his life.
Shaun wasn't quite sure what had awoken him, the sun streaming in his bedroom window, or Kevin's finger in his butt.
"What are you doing? Shaun asked with a hint of annoyance.
"Getting you ready," Kevin said in a matter of fact tone.
"The deal was that if you did me, then I'd get to do you," Kevin answered as he continued exploring.
"Didn't you get enough last night?"
Shaun was lying on his side, and Kevin was behind him. "Do we have to do this now? I think tonight would be better."
"Spike wants it now," Kevin giggled.
Shaun closed his eyes and pulled his pillow over his head.
The bed creaked as Kevin scooted closer and lay down behind him. Shaun felt the warmth of his body as he settled into place. The next thing Shaun felt was the head of Kevin's dick rubbing up and down the crease of his ass.
"I just stick it in, right?" Kevin asked softly, apparently a little unsure of his next move.
"Did you put lube on it?"
"Yeah," Kevin replied, gently pushing his dick forward and smearing a bit of the slick gel around Shaun's hole.
"Just take it easy. Remember what it felt like when it was your butt getting poked."
"Ok, here it comes," Kevin whispered as he eased forward. After just token resistance, the head of his dick slid through the ring guarding his brother's ass and into the warmth of his butt. "Oh fuck, that feels nice," he whimpered, nudging it in a little further.
Shaun felt his hole stretching as the knob of Kevin's penis pushed against it. With surprisingly little trouble Kevin powered passed it and into him. Actually, Shaun was relieved that it went in so easily. The slightly full feeling he now had in his ass was pleasant, compared to the feeling of when had Brad forced his much bigger dick up there. "This might not be so bad after all," Shaun thought as Kevin pulled back a little and then inched forward.
"Can I put it in all the way?" his brother asked softly.
Shaun brought his knees closer to his chest and opened himself up. "Yeah," he whispered, "go ahead."
Kevin pushed his cock forward, deep into his brother's ass, until his pubes were tight against the crease. "Shit," he whispered, clearly in awe of the experience. He pulled it back and then fucked in again. "Your ass is so sweet!"
Shaun tried to relax as Kevin went to work. After about the third thrust Kevin's dick slipped out. He fumbled for a moment but quickly stuffed it back inside.
As his brother started to find a rhythm, Shaun sighed. "He's definitely smaller than Brad," he thought as the slender shaft burrowed into his rectum. In fact Shaun was starting to enjoy the good feelings coming from deep in his butt. The fact that Kevin wasn't thick helped, it helped a lot.
"Feel good?" Shaun could here the grin in Kevin's voice as he gripped Shaun by the waist and established a comfortable pace.
It hadn't taken Kevin long to figure out the right moves. Soon the head of his dick was probing every inch of his brother's rear end. He picked up speed slightly. He appeared to be getting into it more the longer he was working at it.
Shaun liked that Kevin was enjoying himself. He would have preferred to have waited for a different time, but some things kind of just happen. Kevin reached up and put pressure on Shaun's shoulder. Shaun guessed this was to signal he wanted a different angle.
"Hold on," Shaun mumbled. He tossed the pillow away and rolled onto his stomach.
"Get on my back," Shaun said gently.
Kevin climbed up and quickly slid his dick between his brother's cheeks.
"Lower," Shaun offered when he missed the hole.
Another try but he missed again.
"Use your finger."
Kevin finally found the spot, guided his dick to the right place, and got back at it.He grabbed Shaun's shoulders and thrust hard, apparently liking this new position.
"Ugh, ugh," Kevin grunted as he slammed his dick as far up his brother's ass as he could. The new angle seemed to give him some leverage, and he was eager to slam it home. The kid's enthusiasm was starting to show. He pounded in and out with the eagerness of a young teen.
Shaun thought about the huge load Kevin had shot only hours before, he figured that meant he would probably last a lot longer this time around. "My ass is in for a real beating," he thought.
"Like my dick up there?" Kevin grunted as he pounded away.
Shaun groaned. The throaty response seemed to encourage Kevin even more. Shaun started to wonder if this was going to turn out like that ass reaming that Brad had given him. But just as he was about to say something, Kevin slowed down and then paused.
Shaun felt Kevin's tongue lick the back of his neck, "How are you doing?" He whispered tenderly, nuzzling him behind the ear, holding his cock still.
"Good," Shaun replied and then smiled to himself.
Kevin licked his brother's neck again and nibbled at his ear. "I wish I could fuck you all day long," he giggled, and started to slowly slide in and out again.
Shaun raised his ass up to meet one of the thrusts. "If you always did it like this, I wouldn't mind," he chuckled.
Kevin went at it a bit longer, finally needing to speed up and finish. The last thrusts were solid, fast, and deep, but weren't hurtful. Shaun smiled to himself, he was glad he could give Kevin such pleasure.
"Gonna cum," Kevin moaned, and pounded fast three times and then arched his back.
Shaun felt the jerk of his brother's dick and imagined jets of hot boy cream shooting into his ass. Kevin pulled back and slammed in a couple of more times, his cock sliding in easier and faster. There was no doubt it was being helped along by a layer of cum.
"Shit that was awesome," Kevin groaned when he finally finished and then collapsed on Shaun's back.
Both boys lay quietly, catching their breath and recovering from their early morning activity.
Sometime later, Kevin rolled off and Shaun turned over. They cuddled.
"Thanks," Kevin whispered after giving Shaun a particularly tender kiss.
"You're welcome," Shaun whispered back.
They stared into one another's eyes for a minute.
Shaun ran his fingers through Kevin's hair and they touched foreheads. "You remember when you said that if you did stuff with someone it had to mean something?"
Kevin nodded; their eyes were locked on one another.
"When I'm with you, it means something. It really does!"
"More than just getting off?" Kevin asked hopefully.
Shaun nodded. He pulled his brother closer and snuggled him. He kissed a spot low on his neck, choked up, not able to get any more words out.
"I love you, too," Kevin whispered.
Tears filled Shaun's eyes.
* * * *
Kevin rubbed the spot on his right ass cheek where Shaun had stuck the needle. "Fucking insulin," he mumbled.
For some reason the shot that morning had stung a bit more than usual. He was sitting at his desk answering email. When it had come time to get up and head out for the day, Kevin had begged off going to the park and had convinced Shaun to let him stay home alone. Shaun was already running a little late for work, so he hadn't taken much convincing.
"I'll call Mrs. Thompson and ask her to check in on you," he had called from the driveway as he strapped his helmet on.
"Nah, I'll be fine, don't worry about it!"
Shaun had turned the key, "I'm not going to argue with you, I'm calling her and that's it!"
Kevin had rolled his eyes, but it was already too late, Shaun was halfway down the drive.
Later that morning, the phone rang, and Kevin pushed back from his desk and headed for his mom and dad's room.
"Kevin? Is that you?"
"Hi, Mom!" Kevin laughed, pleased to hear his mother's voice. "How's the trip going?"
"Fine, we're having a great time. What about you guys? How are you doing?"
"Excellent!" Kevin laughed again. "Shaun and I took a trip up the north shore, we went to Gooseberry Falls, the lighthouse and everything!"
"It sounds like you had a good time!"
"Yeah, it was great! How's Gram doing?"
"Well, that's why I'm calling. She's getting real tired. I wanted to tell you guys we might be coming home a little early."
"We thought we might try to stay three or four more days but then come home. Gram has really had a wonderful time, but it's been hard on her."
"Is she going to be all right?" Kevin asked softly.
The sound of his mother's voice was reassuring, but very serious. "You know she's not well, Kevie."
Kevin blinked. "Tell Gram we love her," he sniffed, and then the tears came.
"I will. Tell Shaun we'll call again as soon as we know for sure what day we'll be able to get a flight."
"I will," Kevin sniffed again, pulling himself together a little. "Mom?"
"Shaun's been doing a good job of taking care of me," he said softly.
"I knew he would," his mom said with affection, "you two have always been close."
Kevin couldn't keep from smiling, "You don't know how close!" he thought to himself.
It was quiet for a moment. "We'll be home soon."
Kevin whispered, "Love you."
"We love you too, baby."
As Kevin headed back to his room the doorbell rang. He slowly made his way down the stairs and opened the front door. Mrs. Thompson, their neighbor, stood there with a big smile on her face.
"Hi, Kevin, I just wanted to tell you that lunch is at noon," she chuckled.
"It's already in the oven, baked chicken and rice!"
Kevin was about to argue, but realized it probably wouldn't do any good. "My favorite," he smiled.
Mrs. Thompson winked. "That's what you're mom told me one time.
Kevin grinned. "Mom just called, they're thinking about coming home sooner than planned."
"Is everything all right, with your grandmother and all?"
"Yeah, I think so, but mom says Gram's getting tired."
Mrs. Thompson nodded. "Don't you worry, everything will be fine."
Kevin nodded, not entirely convinced.
* * * *
Shaun had never seen the waterfront area so filled with people. He had to park three blocks away due to closed roads.
"Shit, would you look at the crowds?" Shaun said to Brad as he climbed aboard.
"They're all coming down for the tall ships."
"When are they due to arrive?"
"HMS Bounty is due in about noon and the Europa and Pride of Baltimore II sometime around two this afternoon.
"The Bounty, wasn't she the one that was used in the movie with Johnny Depp? Captain Jack Sparrow?"
"Yeah, three masts and eighteen sails, she's a beauty."
"How many people are they expecting?"
"I heard maybe fifteen thousand over the next three days."
Shaun shook his head. "So does that mean we'll be busy?"
"You bet your ass, we're sold out for the next four days!"
"I hope there are some big tippers," Shaun laughed as he opened up the snack bar.
* * * *
As usual there was an hour and a half break between the afternoon cruises. Shaun and Brad had been working hard all day to keep up with the crowds.
"Lines of people at every restaurant, there's no way we're going to get anything to eat down here." Shaun sighed.
"Can that egg beater of yours carry both of us?" Brad laughed.
Shaun smiled, "Yeah, if we don't go more than, like, ten miles an hour."
"Well you can maneuver that through the traffic a lot better than I could the truck."
"So where should we go?"
"The Coney Island hot dog place?"
Shaun smiled. "Chili dogs with onions? Just stay downwind for the rest of the day!" he laughed.
The ancient store front looked like something out of the 1930's. The wooden floor, hard wood booths and stools all could have been original to when the place opened. The smell of chili sauce, onions, and hot dogs seemed just as old.
Brad settled into the booth with three hotdogs, a soda, and a bag of chips. "No onions?" he grinned at Shaun's choice.
Shaun had put some mustard on his chilidog. "Let's just say I want to give Kevin a break," he smiled.
Brad looked at his food a moment and then back at Shaun. "You really care for him, don't you?"
Shaun nodded. "I didn't realize just how much until today."
Shaun felt himself blush slightly. "We were in bed, and when we got done we were holding each other."
"And?" Brad whispered.
"And I realized how special he was, how much I loved him. But I couldn't say it."
"I bet he knows."
"Yeah," Shaun chuckled, "in fact he said, `I love you, too'"
It was quiet as both guys took bites of their food.
"So, what about you and Max?"
Brad swallowed a mouthful of hotdog and washed it down with a swig of soda. "We're having a great time. I like him a lot."
"Are you being a gentleman?" Shaun teased.
"Well, if you call pushing his jeans down, bending him over, and sticking my dick up his butt being a gentleman, then, yeah!"
Shaun laughed, practically spitting out his soda.
"What's he think of that?"
Brad grinned. "Oh, he likes it, he likes it just fine!"
Shaun shook his head and smiled.
* * * *
Shaun tossed the used syringe in the sharps container as Kevin pulled up his underwear.
"That's twice today you asked for it in the butt."
Kevin smirked, "Yeah, I guess."
"Are you trying to get me horny?"
Kevin turned away, hiding a grin, "Would I do that?"
Shaun laughed. "Let's get some supper!"
Kevin made himself a sandwich and heated up soup, while Shaun took the plate of chicken and rice that Mrs. Thompson had left for him, and heated it in the microwave.
"So, mom called and they might come home early?" Shaun asked as he poured some chocolate milk.
"Yeah, the way it sounded, Gram is getting real tired."
"Did mom seem worried?"
"Maybe a little," Kevin said softly as he poured his soup into a bowl and sat down.
"You understand Gram is real sick, right?" Shaun asked his brother.
"Yeah," Kevin whispered, feeling his eyes beginning to water.
"How about we plan a welcome home party for mom, dad and Gram?"
Kevin looked up, a tear sliding down his cheek.
Shaun reached over, Kevin crawled into his lap and they hugged. Kevin's soft sobs were the only sounds in the room.
"We still have time," Shaun whispered as he rubbed Kevin's back, "she'll be here a while yet."
Kevin clutched him tighter.
* * * *
There wasn't any doubt the boys would be sharing a bed again that night. The unanswered question was `which one?' Kevin decided.
"Want to come to my room after your shower?" he asked softly.
Shaun was pulling his T-Shirt off and walking toward the bathroom. He nodded, "yeah, sure."
The room was dark except for the faint light that came from the hallway. Kevin pushed all the medical supplies from the top of his dresser into a box and then hid it under his bed. He smoothed out the sheets and blankets, fluffed the pillows, and straightened up the mess on his desk. As he looked around he made sure everything was where it should be. He pulled the nightstand drawer open and double checked it as well.
Standing in front of the mirror, Kevin looked at himself. At thirteen, he still had some growing to do, but the definition was starting to come to his arms, he had lost the baby fat around his middle, and he could feel himself changing. He looked under his arms and saw wisps of hair growing there, the stuff down a little lower was growing nicely as well.
The sound of water in the shower stopped and he knew his brother would soon be at his door. Kevin pulled his worn T-Shirt over his head and shook his hair. It was still damp from his shower a few minutes earlier. He pushed his sleep pants down over his ass and then let them drop to the floor. His hand went naturally to his cock. He pushed the foreskin back from the head and gave it a few gentle strokes. He smiled when he thought of the name he had given his dick, "Spike."
"Ready for some fun?" he whispered looking down at it. His cock twitched as if in answer.
The soft kiss on the back of his neck caught him by surprise, but it was a pleasant one.
"Waiting for something?" Shaun teased, laying his hand on his brother's ass.
Kevin turned and they hugged. The kiss was deep and full of passion.
Kevin felt his brother's hands feeling his rear end, a finger tracing his crack. In response, he wrapped his arms around Shaun's neck and pushed his crotch against his brother's.
They broke the kiss and looked into one another's eyes.
"That feels nice," Kevin whispered as Shaun rubbed each of his butt cheeks in turn.
"If I lick it, can I stick it?" Shaun grinned.
* * * *
Shaun tongued the crease of his brother's ass before centering on the prize in the middle. Kevin was on his knees, his face pressed down into a pillow and his butt up. Shaun wanted his second time to be very special.
"Like that?" Shaun asked after a few minutes of eating him out.
"Do it some more," Kevin begged.
Shaun parted the soft mounds, licked around the edge of the ring, and then burrowed his tongue deeper into his brother's hole.
"Oh, fuck, that's nice," Kevin whimpered, wiggling to make sure he got the most out of each thrust.
Shaun replaced his tongue with a finger from time to time, working his way around in there until Kevin was relaxed and eager for more.
"Where's the stuff?" Shaun asked when he thought the time was right.
Shaun reached over and found the tube of lube, and two small hand towels.
"You thought of everything," he chuckled.
A minute or two later, everything was ready. "How do you want it," he asked.
Kevin was still face down and ass up, "like this," he whispered, spreading his knees a bit further.
Shaun tenderly rubbed his brother's ass and nestled the head of his cock in the center of the crack. "Ready?"
Kevin nodded, but didn't say a word.
Shaun held his cock at the base, made sure it was hard and firm, and then pushed forward. He was deliberate, but not hurried. There was a brief moment when Kevin's ass held tight, but then it gave way.
"Ugh, oh, oh," Kevin panted, a mixture of discomfort and pleasure in his voice.
Kevin nodded again. "Just hold still."
Shaun waited until Kevin let him know it was all right to start again. Soon he was in balls deep.
"It's so good," Kevin whimpered as Shaun slowly started to fuck. "I want your cock in my ass all the time."
Shaun smiled, "For only having tried this twice, you sure seem to like it!" he said softly.
The thrusts were gentle but deep. Shaun tried to vary the speed, the angle, and the depth so every part of Kevin's ass was touched. He held him by the waist and pulled Kevin back onto his dick and started a rhythmic pounding. Again and again he drilled.
"Oh fuck, yeah, do my ass, do it hard!" Kevin whimpered beneath him.
Shaun looked at his little brother on his knees taking a cock up his butt. The sight of him eagerly giving up his ass was incredibly hot! The fact that he was actually begging to get fucked was even hotter!
Shaun slammed in, pulled out, and slammed in again. His nuts slapped up against his brother's ass. The warmth of the night plus the sex was causing them both to drip with sweat.
"Like it?" Shaun grunted, twisting his dick and probing at an angle, "Like it like this?"
"Yeah," Kevin groaned, spreading his legs wider. "Shove it up my ass!"
Shaun slammed in. "Your hole is so tight!" he panted.
Kevin shifted and pushed back, "Yeah, fuck meeeee!" he whimpered softly again and again.
Shaun stayed at it as long as he could, but then the tingle started, and the familiar feeling grew. "Gonna cum," he grunted, "Gonna cum!"
Kevin whimpered and reached down to his own dick. He started to stroke himself as his brother reamed his ass for all it was worth.
With a final grunt and a lunge, Shaun's dick jerked and spit. Four long spurts of juice squirted deep into Kevin's rectum, in effect giving him a sperm enema.
"Oh, oh, oh," Shaun groaned as he rabbit fucked a few more times, trying to squeeze out a few more drops and shoving his stuff deeper.
Kevin whined, pushed back on the dick in his ass and ground around on it while he stroked. A few seconds later he too was deep in orgasm, shooting his load in hot spurts onto his bed.
The grunts and groans continued a bit longer and then, finally, there was silence. Shaun was about to pull his dick back out when Kevin whined, "No," and urged him to stay.
The brothers lay like that, Kevin ass up, and Shaun lying over his back for several long minutes, Shaun's dick staying hard.
Kevin slowly lowered himself to the bed, his brother's cock still firmly planted in his ass, Shaun lying on top of him.
Shaun felt Kevin's ass start a kind of sucking motion as Kevin must have done something deep in his gut.
"I want you to do me again," Kevin finally whispered when it became obvious Shaun was still hard.
Shaun rolled them both onto their sides and tenderly, ever so slowly, began again.
After several minutes like that, Shaun moved Kevin so that he was on his back and then crawled between his legs. Kevin spread wide as Shaun put the head of his cock against his hole. Shaun leaned forward and offered him a kiss as he slowly pushed back inside.
The boys looked deeply into one another's eyes as Shaun tenderly made love to his brother for the second time in just minutes. Each stroke was deep, and caring.
When Shaun finally came, he did so quietly. Tensing up, he shuddered, making sure that he was still staring deeply into Kevin's eyes. The warmth around his dick told him it had been another good one. As he finished shooting, he slid his cock in all the way one last time, and then focused on his brother's face.
Kevin was smiling and the look on his face said it all; he didn't need to say the words.
"I love you too," Shaun whispered as he leaned down, and they kissed.
The days past quickly from the time the boys learned their mom, dad, and Gram were on the way home to the moment the plane actually landed.
Several guys from the firehouse were standing with Shaun and Kevin as passengers made their way through the jet way and into the terminal.
"Thanks again for the ride," Shaun smiled as Daryl playfully rubbed Kevin's shoulders like a trainer might do to a prize fighter.
Kevin grinned and looked up at the beefy firefighter. "You should come and help me out before a softball game," he chuckled.
In response, Daryl grinned and snatched Kevin's cap off his head. He held it high as Kevin laughed and jumped up trying to reach it.
The stream of passengers slowed to a trickle.
"Where are they?" Kevin asked with a puzzled look.
"Gram probably needs a little help," Shaun said, pulling him into a hug. Kevin settled into a spot in front as Shaun put his arms around him. "Did you miss them?" Shaun whispered in Kevin's ear.
Kevin nodded and leaned back against his brother's chest. "Yeah, it'll be good to have them home."
Just as Shaun was starting to get nervous that there might be a problem, his dad appeared, pushing a wheelchair.
Kevin broke free and hurried to their grandmother. "I missed you so much," he smiled as she reached for him, arms spread wide.
"I missed you, too, honey," she said, planting a tender kiss on his cheek.
Their dad smiled, and their mom followed just a step behind.
"Hi, Mom," Shaun grinned as his mother smothered him in a big hug.
"How are my boys," she laughed, reaching for Kevin as well.
"Sassy as always," Daryl smiled and shook Mr. McGrath's hand.
"I hope they didn't cause any trouble!" Mr. McGrath chuckled.
Shaun looked toward Daryl, who just shook his head, `no'.
The smiles and grins continued as the group waited for the luggage, and then packed up for the ride to the house.
* * * *
Shaun saw the weary look on his father's face as the two of them unloaded the car.
"Long flight, huh?"
"Yeah, ten hours flight time plus layovers."
"How's Gram doing?"
Mr. McGrath set two bags on the ground. "It's getting harder and harder for her."
It was quiet for a moment.
"Kevin wanted to plan a welcome home party," Shaun whispered, "I thought we better wait and see how things were going."
Shaun's dad stepped close and gave his oldest son a hug. "I'd think she'd like that," he smiled softly.
"Good, because Daryl already ordered the beer!" Shaun laughed.
* * * *
Five days after their folks had flown home, the music was blaring in the crowded union hall. Everyone was having a great time.
"Like the party, Gram?" Kevin said loudly, just inches from his grandmother's ear.
She nodded her head and smiled, though Kevin wasn't entirely sure she had really heard the question. He gave her a hug, and she hugged him back.
* * * *
Shaun was in the far corner of the room. "So, are you sorry I introduced you to this guy?" Shaun asked Max, nodding his head toward Brad.
Max's eyes twinkled. "Nah, uh, we're having a great time," he smiled, "I can't wait for school to start."
"Then I'll be able to see him everyday!"
Brad grinned. "I have some secret places I want to show him; the drama room, equipment room by the gym, the storeroom for art supplies."
"I get the picture," Shaun chuckled.
Kevin walked over from across the room and sat down. "So, are you guys talking about anything interesting?"
"Max and Brad just said they're both looking forward to school."
Kevin got a surprised look and then made a face. "You're both nuts!"
Everyone but Kevin laughed.
* * * *
Shaun thought the most touching part of the night was when his dad showed some of the pictures from their trip. He sat next to his grandmother as one after another showed on the screen to the cheers and laughs of the crowd.
"That's where Da and I had our first date," she whispered to Shaun as he leaned down to hear above the noise of the party. His grandmother reached for his hand, squeezed it softly, and smiled.
Shaun gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. He couldn't help but think of the love she and her husband had shared and the family they had raised. Somehow it all seemed so right. The smile on her face was a delight.
It was near ten when they headed back. Some of the guys were still going strong, but it was time to get Gram home.
Shaun saw that his dad was concerned. He wrapped an arm around his father's waist as they walked toward the house. "I'm glad we did this," he said softly.
"I am, too, we need to have good times like this," his dad answered.
"Kevin's worried," Shaun looked up.
"I know," his dad replied, "thanks for taking such good care of him while we were away."
"What's going to happen with Gram?"
"I think she'll stay with us for a while, and then we'll see. Think you and Kevin could share a room? Then Gram could stay in Kevin's?"
Shaun smiled, "Sure thing," he chuckled.
"That's my boy," his dad smiled. "I knew I could count on you."
Shaun tried to hide his smile, but couldn't.
* * * *
The following weekend, some of the guys from the firehouse helped Shaun, his Dad and Kevin move a few things from Mrs. McGrath's house to what was to become her new home in Kevin's former room.
The bed that she and Grand Da had bought when they were first married was precious to her, so she carefully supervised as it was taken apart and then reassembled in its new location.
Her dresser, a favorite end table, a few knick knacks, some clothes, and Kevin's room was transformed into a tiny version of her home.
"I wish you wouldn't go to all this trouble," she sniffed, wiping at the tears in her eyes.
"We want you here, with us," Mr. McGrath said gently.
Kevin hugged his grandmother and gave her a little kiss. "You better pull the shade at night," he suggested, "the sun comes right in and it'll wake you up."
They all laughed.
* * * *
Shaun looked around what had once been his room, and now looked more like a furniture warehouse. Two beds, two dressers, and two bedside tables were all crammed into a space that was too small.
"This is going to take some getting used to," he said as Kevin walked in with another arm load of clothes.
Kevin dropped the bundle on the floor and smiled. "It looks like our room when we were little!"
"Yeah, but then we didn't have school work, laptops, and the need to be alone once in a while."
"Alone?" Kevin giggled.
Shaun jerked his hand up and down a couple of times in a motion every boy knows.
"I bet I can think of something better than that," he chuckled.
* * * *
The house was quiet. Shaun guessed it was near midnight when Kevin crawled out of his bed and slipped in next to him.
"That didn't take long," Shaun whispered after Kevin wrapped his arms around him.
"We aren't really going to sleep in separate beds are we?"
"Well, it depends on how much you toss, turn, and fart." Shaun chuckled.
Kevin giggled, but then grew quiet. "Do you think they know?"
"That we're messing a round with each other?"
"I doubt it. But mom is really observant; I bet she'll catch on before too long."
"Do you think we should tell her?"
The boys lay in one another's arms for a while, each apparently lost in thought.
"Want to fool around?" Kevin asked with a playful grin.
Shaun leaned closer and gave him a soft kiss, "Maybe a little, just touching and stuff?"
Kevin thought a moment and then nodded, "yeah, we better not do anything that will make noise," he giggled.
They kissed again, and this time it was deep, loving, and probing. They turned to their sides. Kevin wrapped a leg over Shaun's hip and they rubbed crotches for a few minutes. The kisses became more passionate.
Shaun rubbed Kevin's back and then his ass. Kevin purred softly when Shaun slid his hand down the back of his sleep pants and cupped his bare flesh.
Kevin rubbed his dick against Shaun's as he played with his rear end.
Both boys were responding to the feeling of having their brother grinding up against them.
"Ugh," Kevin moaned when Shaun dug a finger into his crease and wiggled it into his hole. Kevin pushed his tongue deeper into his brother's mouth as if to say he wanted more, he wanted it deeper in his ass.
Shaun paused, pulled his hand back, and then struggled with Kevin's sleepers. The boys broke their kiss just long enough so they could each reach down and push their pants out of the way. Bare cock to bare cock, they picked up where they had left off. Kevin grabbed Shaun's dick and stroked it as Shaun ground against him and reached for his ass again.
After a bit, Kevin pushed Shaun so that he was on his back. Kevin lay flat on top of him and ground his dick against him. Shaun now had full access to his rear and grabbed it with both hands. The kisses were fervent, needy, and aggressive. Kevin's groans and deep breathing were turning Shaun on more than he thought was possible without actually fucking. He twisted his finger and steadily pushed it further up Kevin's butt. Kevin grunted in appreciation.
The minutes went by as they wiggled, touched, kissed, and ground against one another. Finally Kevin rolled off and grabbed his dick. "Almost there," he groaned and started to jerk himself faster and faster.
Shaun grabbed his own dick, closed his eyes, and started pulling on it.
Both boys' grunts rose in volume and frequency as they got closer and closer.
"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," Kevin whimpered. He lifted his ass off the bed a couple of inches and stroked faster still. A final groan and four long squirts shot into the air. "Oooooh," he whispered as shot after shot of cream landed on his stomach.
Shaun was only a few strokes behind. "Oh, oh, shit," he whispered as he wrapped his hand over the head of his dick just as it started to spurt. He too raised his ass off the bed for a moment as his nut sack tightened and he pumped out his load.
The room was still but not exactly quiet. The heavy breathing, the occasional grunt or groan told the story of two teen boys recovering from a wonderfully delightful cum.
Several minutes went by before either of them spoke.
"Do you need a rag?" Shaun chuckled as he looked over at his brother.
"Hell, yes," Kevin giggled watching several long strings of sperm drip from his fingers.
"Me too," Shaun laughed, holding up an equally wet hand.
Kevin carefully climbed out of bed and reached for a pair of boxers he found on the floor. He wiped his hand and then his chest. He tossed the slimy cloth to Shaun.
"Thanks a lot," Shaun moaned with a disgusted look.
"You're welcome!" Kevin grinned.
Shaun cleaned himself, and Kevin snuggled in once again.
"I promise I won't fart," Kevin smiled softly, his eyes twinkling.
"Well, I guess if you promise, I'll let you stay." He smiled.
* * * *
The boys were still wrapped in each other's arms the next morning.
Shaun yawned, stretched out his arms, and yawned again. He heard the click but couldn't react fast enough before his mom walked into the room with a handful of folded socks.
Kevin was snuggled close, his right arm over his brother's chest, his face buried in a pillow tucked into a space near Shaun's shoulder. He was face down, the light sheet ruffled just enough that his bare ass was peeking out.
Shaun looked at his mom just as she took in the entire scene. She blushed, put down the socks, mumbled a quick "sorry" and hurried back out of the room, gently closing the door.
"Shit," Shaun muttered, closing his eyes. "We're totally fucked!" he thought to himself. He lay quietly waiting for the fireworks. He imagined his mom heading straight downstairs. His dad would be in the kitchen drinking coffee and reading the paper. A couple of minutes for his mom to explain what she had seen. "About now!" he thought, expecting to hear heavy boots on the steps leading upstairs. He knew there would be yelling. He waited, but nothing happened. His heart pounded in his chest. His breathing quickened.
But several more minutes went by and still nothing.
"Kevin, wake up," Shaun said quietly, giving his brother a shake.
"What?" Kevin moaned, still half asleep.
"Mom walked in and saw us."
Kevin's eyes popped open, "Saw us?"
"Yup, you mooned her pretty good."
Kevin sat up and took a quick look around. "Shit, I forgot to lock the door!"
Shaun was already climbing out of bed. "Better get dressed. Dad will probably be up here in a minute and then there'll be hell to pay."
Kevin gave Shaun a pleading look. Shaun climbed back onto the bed and gave him a quick hug. "It won't be pretty, but I think we'll be okay!" he whispered as Kevin hugged him tight.
"I hope so," Kevin whispered.
* * * *
The expected argument never came. After maybe twenty minutes of waiting in fear, the boys came out of their room, visited the bathroom and then ventured downstairs. They found their parents in the kitchen.
"Hi," Shaun mumbled as he hesitantly headed for the refrigerator to get some juice.
Kevin slipped into his usual chair at the table, giving both of his parents a worried look.
Shaun didn't know what went through the mind of a bomb disposal guy when he was inches away from something dangerous, but he felt like it might be something like this. He was worried something was about to blow up at any moment.
"Your mother told me she found you guys in the same bed this morning," their dad said.
"Ah, yeah, Kevin was a little worried about Gram."
Kevin shrank lower in his seat, looking at Shaun and then his dad.
"Is that right?"
Kevin nodded, but the look on his face said there was more, much more.
Mr. McGrath stared at his youngest son. Kevin squirmed in his seat. "I'm only going to ask you this once, and I want the truth, and you know I can always tell when you're making up a story."
Kevin blushed, Shaun knew his brother could be read like an open book.
"Did your brother make you do anything you didn't want to do?" Mr. McGrath asked.
Kevin shook his head `no' almost immediately.
It was quiet for a moment. Everyone looked at one another as if carefully considering what to say next.
"It was my fault. I should have stopped it," Shaun finally said softly. "I'm older."
"But, Mom, you said if you love someone, then it's all right," Kevin whispered.
Their mother managed a weak smile. "I wasn't exactly talking about this kind of situation."
Mr. McGrath shook his head. "Let's just stop right here. I don't understand things like this. I mean, when guys like other guys and all that. But your mother and I agreed a long time ago to trust you to make up your own minds about these kinds of things."
Mrs. McGrath looked at Shaun and then at Kevin. "What you do in your room by yourselves is your business. But don't do anything around Gram. Mind your manners!"
There was one final look between them, and then Kevin got up and gave his mom a hug.
"Just be careful, huh?" his mom said softly.
Kevin nodded and gave her a squeeze.
* * * *
St. Vincent, the largest of the islands between St. Lucia and Grenada was home to La Soufriere a still active volcano. Nine years had passed between that morning in the McGrath kitchen, and the moment the boys were now sharing in the tropics.
Kevin raised his ass. Shaun, lying on top, placed the head of his cock against Kevin's hole and then slowly, very slowly, pushed inside.
"I love it when you do it like this," Kevin whispered, burying his face in the pillow, spreading his legs wider, eagerly offering his ass to the hard shaft.
Shaun kissed his brother behind the ear and pushed in a tiny bit further. "You feel so good tonight," he whispered as he slid an inch deeper.
Kevin made a soft whimpering sound as Shaun's cock slowly made its way into him. "Make it last a long time."
Shaun inserted his full length deep into Kevin's rectum, paused, and then withdrew just enough to start a slow and deliberate push and pull motion. He expertly explored every inch of his brother's ass, twisting and turning, thrusting and probing. As often as they had done this over the years, each time it was still exciting and wonderful. Shaun looked at the muscular man beneath him and remarked to himself how much Kevin had grown. The twenty two year old was well defined, muscular, and amazingly proportioned. It wasn't surprising when he considered what was expected of a firefighter. Kevin had gone through all the classes, worked out in the gym every day, and had just been hired on as a rookie. He was the third generation McGrath to be on the job. The trip to the islands was Shaun's gift to him before reporting for full duty the first of the month.
Shaun plowed deeper and harder as both felt the need to fuck. Kevin grunted and pushed back, obviously craving his brother's dick. He really had come to prefer being the bottom, though he occasionally took the top as a change of pace. His muscular cheeks flexed as Shaun penetrated him again and again, it was clear he thoroughly enjoyed being fucked.
Shaun lifted himself up off Kevin's back so he could see his cock as it slammed in and out of the crease of his brother's ass. He loved watching his dick at work. The sight of his cock slamming into those tight buns and then up Kevin's butt turned him on even more.
The cool breeze from the open French doors smelled of the sea. The sound of the ocean was background music for their love making. Shaun pounded harder, faster, and with more intensity as Kevin grunted in delight.
"Yeah, fuck me," Kevin whimpered, a smile a mile wide on his face. "Come on, fill my ass!"
Shaun was only too happy to oblige. The harder he pounded, the more Kevin seemed to like it.
"That's it!" Kevin grunted as he again ground back against his brother's cock. "That's the spot!"
Shaun smiled, he loved when his brother played the athletic jock turned bitch.
They moaned, grunted, whimpered, and went at it with the knowledge gained from years of pleasuring each other. Shaun knew right where to put his dick to give Kevin the feeling he liked best. But, it was more than just sex.
When the time was finally right, Shaun pulled out, stroked, and shot five long strings of cum into the cleft of his brother's rear end. The last shots he deposited on top of his hole. Kevin moaned when he felt the hot jets. Shaun rubbed the head of his dick in one of the warm puddles and then pushed a portion of his sperm up his brother's ass. He did it a second and a third time, one slimy push after another. After he had scooped as much as could out of the crease and rammed it in, he gave it three or four thrusts to make sure it was stuffed deep. When he was satisfied Kevin had it all, he stopped and held himself still. As long as he was hard, he wanted to stay inside his ass.
A couple of minutes went by and then, growing soft, he finally pulled out and lay down. "That was a nice one," he whispered as the boys snuggled close.
"Yeah, it was awesome!"
They lay quiet for a bit.
Kevin rolled over and kissed his brother. He gave him a playful look and then nibbled at his ear. "Your dick in my ass really made me horny," he chuckled. "What do you say? Can I return the favor? Can I put Spike up your butt?"
Shaun smiled and then laughed softly. "Sure, why not?"
Kevin grinned and crawled off the bed. He held out his hand and pulled Shaun to his feet. They stepped through the open balcony doors. Moonlight was streaming over the waves as they rolled up onto the beach.
"Out here?" Shaun laughed as he took a quick look around.
"Why not? We're four stories up, and it's well past midnight. Who's going to see?"
Shaun turned around and they kissed. "You're right," he laughed softly, "who's going to see?"
Kevin rubbed lube on his cock as Shaun bent forward and rested his hands on the stone wall that formed the railing of the balcony. He wiped his hands on a towel, tossed it to the floor, and took Shaun by the waist. As Shaun spread his legs, Kevin eased the head of his cock forward, slowly spreading the tight lips of his brother's ass. Once he got the flared head past the ring, he pushed the rest in with one long thrust. Shaun grunted as his brother's cock slid home. When he was up to the hilt, he paused.
Shaun stared at the ocean as he felt Kevin's dick inside him. His ass felt full, but in a wonderful, naughty, sexy kind of way. "So good," he thought, "So good!"
Kevin tenderly kissed the back of his brother's neck. He licked his ear, and flexed his cock, the head buried deep in Shaun's ass. Shaun moaned. Kevin pulled back, paused, and then gently started to fuck.
* * * *
The flight home seemed longer than the flight that had brought them to the island.
Both Shaun and Kevin had been surprised when they had been asked to come to the flight deck an hour after take-off.
"I thought I recognized a couple of familiar names," the second officer chuckled looking up from the co-pilot's seat.
"Brad?" Shaun laughed, holding out his hand.
"Finished my training and orientation last year, and now I'm riding shotgun. The guy driving is Captain Fletcher."
"Nice to meet you, sir!" Kevin smiled.
The guys only had a few minutes to talk, but Shaun learned that Max had become a police officer like his father had once been. Brad and Max had been together for about two years in High School, but then Max had found someone closer to his own age, and Brad had moved on to college. It was all good. They still talked from time to time.
"What about you?" Brad asked Shaun, "What do you do to earn a living?"
Shaun smiled, "You'll never believe it."
Brad laughed, "Are you going to tell me?"
"When Gram died she left both Kevin and I some money. I didn't know what to do, so I made a couple of small investments."
"And?" Brad smiled.
"I own a tour boat," Shaun laughed.
"You're kidding me, right?" Brad chuckled.
"No joke," Kevin smiled. "He's Captain Shaun McGrath, well, in the summer that is."
They all laughed.
Shaun could tell Brad had one more question that he wasn't asking. He decided he'd give him a hint. "Oh, if you're ever in town and want to get together for supper or something, just look me up in the phone book. Kevin and I have a place on the lake."
Brad held back a smile, but nodded.
"You guys better get back to your seats. I have some pilot shit I need to do," he laughed.
Both Kevin and Shaun smiled, shook Brad's hand again, and took their places.
* * * *
"Looking forward to getting back?" Shaun whispered as he took his brother's hand and gently held it.
"I guess," Kevin sighed, sliding a bit closer and resting his head on his brother's shoulder.
Shaun gave him a loving look.
"I wonder what would have happened if mom and dad had never taken that trip and left you in charge, if you hadn't been minding me?"
Shaun chuckled. "I wonder about that too!"
* * * *
This was the final chapter of "While Minding Kevin." I hope you enjoyed it. Send comments and future story ideas to me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com
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