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Authors Note: This first portion of this chapter is Monday Night at the Archer house. It may have been better if it was included at the end of the last chapter, however, the inspiration for it literally came the day after I submitted Chpt. 63. So here it is now. If you remember, Dean had just told Jamie how he 'won' punishment days from Jeff, then sent Bicha running home naked and boned, a common occurrence now. Dale had called Matt Archer to fill him in on Jeff's punishment days.
Chapter 64 Monday Evening continued.
Meanwhile... At the Archer's house, Matt had just hung up from talking with Dale. It was quite informative for Jamie's friend. Matt needed some time to plan out his next move. After taking a thorough shower getting every inch of his 13 year old body squeaky clean, Matt walked into Jeff's room unannounced, a huge smile on his face, a towel around his waist.
"Hey! What's the big idea? Ever heard of knocking?" Jeff complained.
Closing the door so their parents wouldn't hear from their own bedroom, Matt sat on the edge of Jeff's bed. Jeff who was lying on his stomach reading comic books half rolled over wondering what Matt wanted, though by the pit in his stomach, he had a good guess. He wouldn't have to wait long to confirm his suspicions.
"I just had an interesting conversation with Dale. Seems like you punishing Dean didn't go exactly as planned," Matt said grinning broadly.
Jeff's eyes widened. He knew this was not going to go well. "Um, no. I guess it didn't. What did he tell you?"
"Just that you bet Dean and he won. You now owe him three days where he can punish you."
"Only two more! Today was the first," Jeff quickly pointed out. "Ah, what else did he say?" Jeff hoped there was no mention of what he had had to do.
"Oh, not much. He said he'd give me the full run down later," Matt said as he got up and headed for the door.
Jeff breathed a sigh of relief. Matt only knew about days owed, not about the sex stuff he had performed for Dean. Though there was little doubt the truth would come out eventually, Jeff was thankful he didn't have to deal with it now. His butt hole wasn't used to getting fucked numerous times like Jamie and he didn't know if he could take being screwed again so soon.
Just before he got to the closed door, Matt turned and said, "Oh yeah, Dale did say they made you run home naked. Boy I would loved to have seen that. So Jamie isn't the only one to streak in the cornfields," Matt laughed.
Jeff's face turned red as he blurted out, "Yeah, well, in the morning I made him run down the street naked after..." Jeff stopped short. He didn't think he wanted to tell his older brother the kinky shit he had done to Dean which Dean then in turn did back.
"After... What?" Matt questioned. Matt headed for Jeff's desk and sat down in the chair, propping his feet on the end of Jeff's bed. "Spill." When Jeff didn't readily begin speaking, Matt told him, "If it makes it any easier, Dale told me they spit roasted you, Dean up your ass, Dale down your throat. So tell me how that all came about."
"FUCK!" Jeff groaned as he fell back on his bed, covering his face with his hands. He was too ashamed to look at Matt.
Sitting forward, Matt rubbed Jeff's lower leg and gently said, "It's alright bro. Tell me what happened." Over the next 10-15 minutes Jeff gave Matt every sorted detail of today's sexual activities. Matt had tossed off his damp towel and was stroking himself thru most of the story.
When Jeff finished, he was almost in tears. "Matt, you can't say anything to anyone about what I did. Promise me," he begged his older brother.
"Who am I going to tell?" Matt asked. "Mom and dad?"
"Very funny. No. But you can't tell Bicha. I don't want him knowing. Dean promised he wouldn't tell him. I'd die if he knew," Jeff whined.
"Well, I don't see why not. Jamie is one of my best friends. I hate keeping secrets from him. What's in it for me if I keep my mouth shut?" Matt questioned.
"What do you want?" A disgruntled Jeff replied.
"How many days do you owe Dean?" Holding up two fingers Jeff scowled at his brother. "Then you owe me two too," a gleeful Matt said.
"Come on, you can't be serious?" Jeff complained.
"Why not?"
"Fine," Jeff agreed sadly. What had started as a great day of punishing Dean turned into a nightmare for Jeff. He now owed Dean and Matt two punishment days each. Neither Archer brother knew at that moment that Dean had given his days to Jamie and Matt. Matt would learn of his good fortune by the end of the week along with Jaime. Jeff would be devastated.
Standing up, Matt pointed his boner at his brother's mouth and ordered, "Open up."
"Is this your first day?" Jeff questioned.
"Nope. Just a sample of what I can expect."
Knowing it was a losing battle Jeff crawled across his bed kneeling before Matt's protruding prick. "Fucker," he mumbled as he swallowed Matt's dick.
"Oh, bro. You sure did learn how to suck dick fast," Matt quietly told Jeff. Grabbing the almost 12 year old's head Matt began pounding away anxious to blow his first load. Eight minutes later Matt's toes began to curl as his balls began to retract ready to erupt. "Fuck Jeffie, I'm gonna shoot, get ready to swallow my seed."
Jeff's eyes and nose were running from the assault Matt was giving him. Never in his wildest nightmare did he think he would be giving Matt a blow job. To add insult to injury Matt apparently was going to unload in Jeffie's mouth. Escape was impossible as Matt had a firm grasp on each side of Jeffie's head.
"Shiiiiit, here it cummmmms," Matt softly exclaimed as one, two, three,... six, seven, eight blasts of ball batter shot from his young nuts up the shaft, out the tip, into his younger brother's soft, warm, receptive mouth. "Swallow. Swallow it all," Matt ordered. Jeff simply complied, as if he had a choice.
Eventually, Matt's dick head became too sensitive forcing him to pull out. Squeezing his dick, Matt forced the last pearly drop of cum to his dick lips. Holding it out, Matt ordered, "Lick it off."
"Come on Matt, that's gross."
"You just sucked my dick and swallowed my load. One last drop isn't going to kill you," Matt reasoned. Wiggling his dick around, Matt said, "You're a good cocksucker, now be a good dick licker and clean my cock."
An unwilling Jeff leaned forward once again sticking out his tongue. Swiping it across Matt's dick head he ate the last drops of Matt's ball juice.
"Man, that feels so good. Hold the tip in your mouth," Matt instructed the newest cocksucker. After a few seconds Matt had an urge. "You know, I always have to pee after I shoot."
Jeff immediately pulled off and backed away. He did it so fast you would have thought his balls were just zapped by the cattle prod. "No, Matt. No. You can't. Please, don't."
"Why not? You have no problem when Jamie is forced to do it?"
"Yeah, but he's a fag."
"GAY. Jamie is GAY," Matt corrected his brother.
"Sorry. Gay. But he seems to like that stuff. I don't, and I'm not a f..., I'm not gay."
"Well, what's in it for me?" Matt asked.
"Why are you being such a dick Matt? You're not usually like this?" Jeff pointed out.
"Not to my friends, Jamie included. But you're my obnoxious, annoying, kid brother. If I don't bust your balls, who will?"
Jeff had enough 'street smarts' to know when he was beat. "What do you want now?"
Smiling, Matt offered Jeff a deal he couldn't refuse, though no other option was available. "Tell you what, I won't piss in your mouth on the two days (he still didn't know Dean had given him one also) I get to punish you, but I get to pound your throat or ass at least once a day everyday for the rest of the summer.
"WHAT!?" Jeff screamed.
"Shhhhush," Matt quietly but sternly told Jeff, "You don't want to wake mom and dad." Peaking out the door, Matt determined that their parents were still sleeping soundly. Closing the door once again, Matt reasoned with Jeff, "Listen, you and the Soarers are getting your rocks off a lot more than me because of baseball. In exchange for not pissing in your mouth, you either give me a blow job or I get to fuck your ass everyday until school starts in the fall. Deal?"
"No way, that's too much," Jeff protested.
"Fine, open up and be prepared for a stomach full of piss," Matt threatened.
Thinking it over Jeff knew he was defeated. Getting a few mouthfuls of Dean's piss had been the most disgusting thing he had ever done. He didn't ever want to taste another drop of urine ever again. Of course he would in due time.
Matt said he wouldn't piss in Jeff mouth, he never said he wouldn't pee into something else then have Jeff drink it. Matt had learned a thing or two from Dean also. Then there was Dean and Dale. Jeff would have to work his own deal with them.
"You win," a very downtrodden Jeff said.
Turning back to Jeff's desk, Matt picked up Jeff's hockey tumbler, a 22 ounce plastic mug with Jeff's favorite team on it. Jeff's eyes widened as Matt released his golden fluids into it. "Oh, man. That's my favorite mug."
"You can still use it," Matt chuckled. "You may want to wash it out first. Or not, your choice," Matt giggled as his stream began to fade. With an uncharacteristic mean streak, Matt told Jeff, "Shake my dick off," as he placed the half filled cup on Jeff's desk. As Jeff reached for Matt's schlong, Matt issued his next instruction, "Shake it off on your face." Jeff didn't even argue. The last few drops landing on his right cheek and chin. "Wipe it across your lips." Jeff's lips glistened with Matt's pee.
"It's getting late Jeffie (Jeff hated that nickname), so I'll save the rim job for another time. Right now work my cock, make it nice and hard so it glides up your ass easily." Jeff groaned. Once Matt was steely hard he announced, "It's time. Get on your back and lift your legs."
Jeff slowly got into position. This was more embarrassing than when Dean fucked him since Jeff was in doggie position and couldn't see Dean 'taking' his virginity. Matt wanted to go face to face purposely so as he put it, "I can see the expression on your face as I plow you Jeffie boy." Matt's was truly enjoying torturing his younger, spoiled brother both physically and mentally.
Matt tossed a bottle of hand lotion to Jeff and told him, "You best lather yourself up good Jeffie boy. My dick too." This was a command with which Jeff was more than happy to comply. Kneeling between Jeff's spread legs, Matt grabbed an ankle in each hand and pulled Jeffie's legs further apart. "Ready bro?" Jeff silently nodded his acceptance.
Matt placed the tip of his pulsing, blood filled dick at the entrance to Jeffie's hole. As much as Matt wanted to slam into his brother's tight chute he couldn't. The real Matt was resurfacing. "Listen, if you say No, I'll stop."
"Really?" A surprised Jeff said.
"Yeah. I won't force you to do this. But I kinda got the feeling when you told me what happened this afternoon at the Soarer's house, you may have enjoyed it some. Did you?"
Silence.
"Jeffie?"
More Silence.
"Jeff, come on, tell me. It's ok. Did you enjoy what Dean did? Any part of it?" Matt continued to press for an answer as he pushed his dickhead into the edges of Jeff's dark tunnel.
Barely audible Jeff replied, "Yes."
"Is it ok if I fuck you?" Matt asked quietly, popping his cock tip inside the first ring of Jeffie's anal canal.
With eyes wide open and afraid to verbalize his response, Jeffie nodded vigorously.
Matt slid his bone slowly into his brother's hole until his pubes were resting against Jeffie's ass. Both brothers moaned in pleasure, each looking the other directly in the eye. No words were spoken after Matt sought and received permission to begin fucking his baby brother. Pulling out as slowly as he entered, Matt was ready to fuck as much as Jeffie surprisingly was ready to be fucked. A smile appeared on Jeffie's face indicated Matt should proceed.
WHAM! Matt plunged fast and furiously into Jeffie's hole. Jeff's mouth opened in shock, though no sound was emitted. Jeffie reached around Matt's back pulling his older brother closer. Moving his hands southward, Jeffie gripped Matt's ass, a cheek in each hand, forcing his older stud brother to pound the daylights out of him. It was impossible to say which boy enjoyed it more or which was more surprised it was actually happening.
Thankfully, Mr. and Mrs. Archer were sound sleepers as the sound of Jeff's bedsprings squeaking rocked the entire house. Seven minutes into the fuck (more like love making in reality) Jeffie could feel his balls tightening. He grunted loudly as his balls fired off hands free between the brother's stomachs, coating them in mostly clear, immature honey.
Four minutes later Matt was about to burst too. Picking up the pace, Matt's thrusting took on an urgency. Still looking at each other the brothers were overcome with emotion. In slow motion Matt lowered himself down on Jeff, Jeffie's cum smearing across their bellies, bringing their faces close together. Closing his eyes Matt pressed his lips against Jeff's. Ten seconds later two tongues were dueling for territory in each other's mouth.
Matt saw stars as he unloaded in Jeffie's hole. For his part, Jeffie enjoyed the feeling of every powerful blast coat the lining of his hole. The two continued sucking face for a few more minutes coming down from their respective orgasms.
"Wow, that was amazing. Way better than when Dean did it," Jeffie complimented his brother.
"Really? Thanks," a somewhat proud, yet embarrassed Matt replied.
With Matt's hard cock still lodged up his chute, Jeffie rolled the two of the over so he was now on top. Sitting up Jeffie buried himself down on Matt's love stick. Grinding his butt in circles he smiled at Matt and began pumping up and down.
Being 13, Matt never lost his erection as round two began with hardly a break. This time Jeffie was in control from the top sitting repetitively up and down, faster and faster, harder and harder on his brother's bone. Matt reached up and squeezed Jeff's nipples, encouraging the younger boy. Jeffie began stroking himself in rhythm to his bouncing. He would time it so they came together after six more minutes of fun.
Spent and exhausted, Jeffie collapsed down on Matt who wrapped his arms around his bro. Kissing the top of his head Matt whispered, "Man that was fucking awesome Jeffie. Thanks."
Snuggling his head in Matt's chest, Jeffie replied, "It sure was. Can we just stay like this all night?"
Matt smiled and said, "Sure. But first I think we should clean up a bit. You probably don't want mom seeing all this cock snot on your sheets." After two rounds Matt could feel his erection finally fading within the soft, warm confines of Jeffie's smooth, tight ass and begin to slip out.
Jeffie pulled himself off Matt with an audible 'pop'. Almost immediately Jeffie, who remained squatting over his brother's junk, released two big loads of Matt's more mature mommy makers. The goo covered Matt's deflated package in spent sperm.
"Oh man, that's gross. You gonna do an ATM and clean that off?" Matt asked.
With a twinkle in his eye, Jeffie questioned, "Is that's an order?"
"Abso-fucking-lutely it is, Jeffie boy," Matt gleefully answered.
Dean hadn't forced Jeff to perform such a perverted act earlier today, for which Jeff was grateful. Now however, Jeffie wanted nothing more than to please his older, athletic bro. Jeffie swooped down and swallowed Matt's dick one more time. The wilted appendage showed some life as it was sucked and licked clean. Before it became fully engorged, Jeffie pulled off and lapped away at the huge amount of spunk from Matt's two powerful blasts of ball juice which had recently been inside of those tender orbs and was presently coating the outside of them.
Without swallowing, Jeffie gathered the warm, white nectar in his mouth. Matt squirmed and moaned in pleasure. When he had it all, Jeffie brought his face up to Matt's. Realizing exactly what Jeffie wanted, Matt shook his head 'NO'.
Curling the corner of his mouth into a cum covered smile Jeffie nodded 'YES'. The two locked eyes, each determined to win this standoff. Jeffie's eyes softened and he once again nodded. Matt's defenses collapsed as he gazed into his brother's eyes. Simultaneously the boys opened their mouths allowing Matt's slimy load to re-enter into the body which produced it.
This time it was Jeffie who brought his face down upon the other brother and soon the two young Archer boys were swapping not only spit, but Matt's cum as well until it had all been consumed. As Matt reached up to turn the bedside light off he told Jeff, "Pull up the covers." Like the Soarer brothers, the Archer boys slept soundly entwined in each other's arms.
[Author's Note: I didn't expect any of that to happen. Did you? More importantly, did you enjoy the Archer brother's escapades? It would have made a better ending to Chpt. 63 but I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless. Before we leave Matt and Jeff(ie), I thought we'd venture a bit further to see where the Archer boys fun was going to lead by peaking into Tuesday morning then we'll we hear from Jamie as promised.]
Chapter 64 Tuesday Morning.
Bright and early Tuesday morning, Matt opened his eyes before the alarm went off. Lying on his side toward the wall he wondered why it was green not blue. Then he remembered he had slept with Jeff. Shit, he better get back to his room before their parents find the two boys in bed together. Rolling over Matt was surprised to see Jeff was not only awake but had been watching Matt sleeping.
"Hey," Matt grunted.
"Hey yourself. Sleep ok?" Jeff asked.
"Good. You?"
"Yup," Jeff replied. Lifting the bedcover exposing Matt's turgid member Jeff wrapped his hand around it and squeezed. "Want a morning wake up blow job before baseball camp?" Jeffie asked.
"Yes, but there isn't time. I gotta get back to my room before mom and dad wake up. They'll be hell to pay if they catch us together like this," Matt reasoned.
"We could say we were talking and just fell asleep. It's happened before," Jeff countered.
"True. But I don't have any clothes or pajamas. How would I explain that?" Jeffie frowned realizing Matt was correct. Matt then said, "I'll wait until after practice when I'm all hot, sweaty, and even hornier," which brought a smile back to Jeffie's face.
Hopping out of bed, his morning wood filled with piss, Matt slowly opened the door and looked into the hall. The coast was clear as he dashed back to his own room. No sooner had he shut the door when he heard his parents open their own door. Phew, he made it.
Just then his clock radio alarm began playing. He quickly shut it off then realized he was being paranoid. He always listened to it for a few minutes before climbing out of bed and starting his day. Oh crap, his bed was still made from the day before. Pulling down the bedspread, Matt rolled around in the sheets rumpling them as if he had slept in it. He'd just have to make it again, but this way his mother wouldn't get suspicious.
Unlike Jamie's parents who only had a half bath off the master bedroom, the Archer's had a full bathroom. Thus, they used that exclusively, allowing Matt and Jeff the sole use of the hallway bathroom. It wasn't unusual for the Archer boys to walk to and from their bedroom to the bathroom in just briefs either in the morning getting ready for school or after dinner getting ready for bed.
Since last year, like most teenage boys Matt had been rubbing one out every morning to avoid getting caught erect strolling down the hall in just his tighty-whities. Because he wanted to be extra horny this afternoon Matt pulled a jock strap over his hard-on tucking it toward his hip. Then he had a decision to make: Should he put on his baseball warmup pants and t-shirt before heading down the hall to pee or go in just his strap.
Thinking of the humiliations poor Jamie had endured, Matt figured, WTF Why not? Can I walk around with my ass hanging out? If I didn't have a boner, maybe. Thinking for a moment Matt wondered if he could successfully rid himself of his rod by punching his gonads a few times. With his hard cock pointed up and sideways, his balls were clearly outlined in the mesh pouch of his jock. Balling his hand into a fist Matt raised it but couldn't take such a drastic step.
Reasoning that mom and dad were in the kitchen already, he could sprint down to the bathroom without getting caught. If he were seen heading back to his room, he figured his piss hard-on would be deflated. With his boner trapped in his jock Matt opened the door and scurried off to the bathroom. Just as he tucked the waistband under his balls to take a morning leak, Jeff opened the door and walked inside. This too wasn't unusual for the Archer brothers. They often used the toilet or sink while the other was in the shower.
"Looks like you need me to take care of that," Jeffie once again offered. "If you want, I can suck you now then tonight you can do my ass again."
"Really?! Our deal was for either, not both," Matt informed his now sex craved younger bro.
"By the looks of your hard-on, I think you'd have a tough time getting it stuffed inside your cup," Jeffie explained as he knelt and pulled down Matt's athletic supporter. The next instant Jeffie had engulfed Matt's boner down his throat, not stopping until his lips were smashed into Matt's curls pubic hair.
"Oh fuck," Matt sighed as he received the first of many morning blow jobs from his kid brother. "I'm going to shoot Jeffie. Get ready for breakfast."
For not being gay, Jeff took to sucking dick like a duck takes to water. Jeffie was anxious to gobble down Matt's swimmers and increased his tempo. Soon enough he was rewarded as the 13 year old jock began firing off 1, 2, 3 blasts of hot, steamy cum. Taking a page from Dean, Matt pulled out and sprayed the last four shots across Jeffie's face.
Matt stuffed his shrinking member back into his jock, a drop of cum seeping through the mesh pouch. Looking down at his bro he said, "Dare you to go to breakfast with your face covered in my goo."
"What!? Are you crazy? No way," Jeff protested as he got some toilet paper to clean up.
"Ok, for forfeiting the dare, you have to go eat in just your underwear," Matt said.
"Then I dare you to go in just your jock," Jeff countered.
"I'm not doing dares. Just you Jeffie boy."
"Don't call me that."
"Why not? You didn't seem to mind last night when I had my dick shoved up your ass and you were moaning like a cheap whore."
"Maaaatt, come on. That's different. 'Jeffie' makes me sound like I'm four years old. I'm not a little kid anymore," Jeff protested.
Reaching over Matt grasped Jeff's briefs pulling them outwards. Peering inside Matt laughingly said, "Not a hair in sight. Pencil Dick. Balls uptight. Looks like a little kid to me."
Jerking Matt's hand off of his waistband, Jeff whined, "Matt, stop."
"Sorry kid. I'm just busting your balls," Matt apologized then added with a smile, "Even if they are small."
"Very funny."
"No really. Sorry Jeff. I'm just surprised by everything that happened last night."
"Yeah, me too. I don't know what got into me." Then looking up at Matt, Jeffie continued, "Yes I do, your big cock," which caused the two brothers to begin laughing. Both were still boned. Just then, they heard their mother call out for them to hurry up and get ready as Matt's dad would be taking him to baseball camp this morning.
"Listen you can't go to breakfast like that, go put on some pajamas."
"No, I can. I'll do it," Jeffie declared. "I want to. If Bicha can do it, I can."
"You sure?" Matt asked.
"Yes."
"Ok, but not hard," Matt said as it was his turn to kneel down in front of his brother. Gripping Jeff's briefs Matt pulled them down where they puddled around Jeff's ankles. Before he had second thoughts, Matt plunged his mouth over Jeff's hairless dicklett. Jeff moaned in appreciation as his older bro sucked away.
Jeff leaned against the bathroom sink as Matt's lips slid back and forth over the almost 4 inch dick. Knowing how good it felt when Jamie played with his own balls, Matt reached up and fondled Jeff's nuts with his left hand. The younger Archer boy went into sensory overload when Matt reached around and ran his other hand across Jeff's butt not stopping until his fingertips were tickling the entrance to Jeff's tiny, pink starfish.
Jeff automatically spread his legs allowing Matt to insert a finger knuckle deep in the small, warm opening. When Matt found and pushed against Jeff's love button, Jeff literally bit his hand to keep from screaming out as his balls boiled over spewing hot boy batter. Matt never missed a drop, swallowing it down.
"Whoa! That was amazing bro. What made you do that?" Jeff questioned.
"Just thought I'd try it."
"Well, what did you think?"
"Not bad. I think I'd rather mess around with girls, but until then..."
"Yeah, me too," Jeff agreed, though he himself didn't know if that was actually true.
"Come on, let's go eat breakfast," Matt said.
Pulling up his briefs, Jeffie said, "Ok. I'm ready."
"You don't have to Jeff. It's ok," Matt again offered.
"No, I really want to," Jeff replied as he started to open the bathroom door ahead of Matt. Looking over his shoulder, he followed with, "And it's ok to call me 'Jeffie' when we mess around, just the two of us though."
"Deal Jeffie. That will be our signal to fool around," Matt confirmed as he slapped Jeffie's butt. Matt dashed to his room and donned warmups and a t-shirt. The baggy pants hid his steel hard cock, thankfully. He told Jeffie to wait until he was at the kitchen table before entering. That way Matt would be able to see mom and dad's reaction.
Taking a deep breath, Jeffie strolled into the kitchen. He tried to do it casually like it was no big deal. Sitting down, Jeffie grabbed his brand of cereal and tilted the box filling a cereal bowl. Reaching for the milk, Jeff still hadn't looked anyone in the face. Underneath the table his toes were curling and his butt cheeks clenched attempting to calm himself.
Hearing his father clear his throat, Jeff knew he had to look up. "What?" he asked.
"Forget something?" his dad asked.
"What?" Jeff questioned again, adding a big yawn to appear half asleep.
"Your clothes," his mom answered.
"Oh. Sorry. You said to hurry up. I didn't think it was a big deal. We go to the bathroom in our underwear."
"But not the breakfast table young man," Mrs. Archer admonished him.
"Do you want me to go put something on?" Jeff asked.
"Oh honey, it's fine," Mr. Archer told his wife. "At least he's not running around naked like Jamie does," he laughed.
"You better not if you know what's good for you," Mrs. A. sternly told Jeff. Looking over at Matt she gave him the same warning.
"No ma'am," Matt honestly answered as he wolfed down a banana.
"Sweetie, remember boys will be boys," Mr. Archer told Mrs. A.
"Alright. If you're not embarrassed then it's ok with me. I'm just a bit surprised as you are getting older. But if I find out either of you are running around naked I'll have your father tan your hide so hard you won't sit down for a week. Is that clear?" Mrs. Archer warned.
"Yes mom." "Absolutely."
Inside his head Matt was screaming that (1) Jeff had pulled it off and (2) not only didn't their parents flip out they were with it. Holy shit. The possibilities of making Jeffie run around nude intrigued Matt. Deciding to push Jeffie a bit more Matt teased his brother, "Besides mom, he's got nothin' to be embarrassed about since he's still bald down there. Right Jeffie?" he asked sticking his tongue out to goad Jeff.
Jeff felt his dick jump at his childish nickname but understood it was Matt's way of saying have fun with it. Though Jeff didn't hide his displeasure at Matt's announcement as he shouted out, "MATT! That's private."
Matt glanced at his mom. "What? We share a bathroom."
"I know that. How would you like it if he said you were 'tiny' down there?"
"MOM!" Matt shouted. "OH MY GOD, I'M NOT!"
Their father roared with laughter. "Ok boys, enough. Matt apologize, that is private info."
"Sorry Jeff."
"Thanks," Jeff said then softly added, "Tiny."
Even tempered Matt jumped up and lunged toward his brother. Mr. Archer quickly intervened grabbing each of his sons by an arm. "That's enough! Jeff, apologize to Matt now."
"Why?, he started it," Jeff complained.
"Well I'm finishing it," Mr. Archer announced as he let Matt go and pulled Jeff over his lap. The next instant Jeff's briefs were being pulled down exposing his perky little butt. Smack, Smack, Smack, Mr. Archer delivered three hard smacks to Jeff's backside.
Standing him up, Jeff's underwear fell to his ankles. Both boys knew the routine, no rubbing your backside to ease your sore butt. Jeff placed his hands on his head automatically, revealing not only his hairless crotch to his parents, but his stiffening dick as well.
Matt was next despite pointing out he had apologized. His father said the spanking was for attacking his brother, a more serious offense for which he received 5 smacks on his jock framed ass. Mr. Archer thought it a bit unfair for Jeff to be fully exposed and Matt covered. Thus, 13 1/2 year old Matt was ordered to pull his athletic supporter down to join the warmup pants already resting on his baseball shoes. Matt glared at Jeffie, knowing his younger brother would pay for this humiliation.
"Well honey, I don't think your assessment of Matt was too accurate. I wouldn't call him 'Tiny.' Would you?" Mr. Archer asked.
Matt wanted to crawl under the table. His parents were discussing the size of his dick. How embarrassing. How did Jamie survive being seen by over 100 people during the Fourth of July party? Matt was thankful he didn't get off on such things as Jamie did. If anything, Matt's dick actually shrank a bit.
"No. I wouldn't call it 'tiny.' Though I don't know if a simple spanking is enough of a punishment for such childish behavior and threatening his brother with bodily harm."
"What do you have in mind?" Mr. Archer asked.
"Well, in talking with some other moms (obviously Jamie's mom and Mrs. Soarer) I think he needs to look like his brother." Whispering in her husband's ear she told him 'her' idea (planted by Mrs. S.). Mr. Archer smiled as he heard it.
Both Matt and Jeff looked confused. Mr. Archer then asked, "Would you like me to do it?"
"No, I'll do it. That is more mortifying," Mrs. A. told her husband. The boys still had no idea what their parents were discussing. "Would you get me what I need please?"
"Sure." Mr. A. departed and returned quickly. Matt's heart sunk.
"Mom, No please. You can't. What will the guys on the team say when they see me in the showers?" As Matt begged, Mr. Archer placed scissors, a razor, and a can of shaving cream down on the kitchen table.
"Sorry kiddo, I can't have you treat your brothers like that," his mom told him.
Looking at Jeff, Matt pleaded, "Jeff, I'm so sorry. Really, I'm so, so sorry. I won't ever try and hurt you again. Please," Matt was almost crying.
"Mom, You don't have to do that. It's alright," Jeff told their mom.
"You're very sweet to accept Matt's apology. And I do believe he is sincere. But actions have consequences." With that announcement, Mrs. Archer picked up the scissors and held them flush to Matt's groin.
"Dad! Please," Matt begged.
"Sorry son, your mom is right."
The next thing Matt heard was the sound of two sharp metal blades coming together. Matt watched as half his pubic hair fell in slow motion to the floor. "NO!" Matt cried out. To his credit, Matt knew not to move (for fear of being cut) or to remove his hands from the top of his head. Mrs. Archer snipped two more times across Matt's pubic mound reducing his curly hairs to stubble.
What started as a fantastic day had become a nightmare for poor Matt. Next, Mrs. Archer lathered up Matt's short hairs with shaving cream, even lifting his penis to applying some to his ball bag even though there weren't many hairs on it. Matt closed his eyes as his mother held his dick and scrapped away at his sack. Fear of being nicked ensured he remained flaccid.
With his scrotum now totally hair free, Mrs. Archer ran the blade down Matt's pubic mound. It took a half a dozen swipes making him look as young at Jeff. Now both Archer boys were completely hairless 'where it counted.'
Handing him a towel Mr. Archer told Matt, "Clean yourself off and get dressed. You're going to be late." Jeff was told to go get dressed too.
On the drive to the ball park, Matt made the mistake of complaining how unfair his punishment was. Mr. Archer had little sympathy even threatening to extend it, "We can always keep you that way until your brother grows his hair. How's that sound Mister?" Matt knew he had been beat and kept his mouth shut the rest of the way. Showering after practice was NOT going to go well.
As it turned out, Matt was spared the post practice showers. One of the players younger brother was the team bat-boy/ball-boy/gopher. About ten minutes before practice ended for the afternoon there was an accident. Carrying too many bats at once, he tripped, feel into the dugout, and broke his leg. Everyone gathered around until medical help arrived. After the ambulance took the poor boy to the hospital (he actually needed surgery), coach dismissed the team as it was getting late and most parents were already at the field to pick up their sons.
But before the boys left, the coach asked if anyone knew a boy of 10-12 years old who might be interested in the position. Matt nominated Jeff who willingly accepted the position at dinner that evening. The next day, while Matt took some ribbing for his bald pubes, most of the attention turned toward Jeffie when Matt explained to the team the "extra" services (i.e. blow jobs) he offered. No mention of anal was made. While the previous kid hadn't done so, everyone was thrilled with Jeffie's added duties, including Jeffie secretly.
Besides his team "additional responsibilities" true to his word, Jeffie allowed Matt to plow his throat each morning and his ass each night before bed. Matt was one happy baseball player getting extra "practice" using his 'bat and balls' on Jeffie.
To Be Continued...
Author's Note: Like the first part of this chapter, the second part seemed to write itself. I never planned any of it. How did you like reading about Matt and Jeff? They have taken a backseat through much of this story, especially Matt.
In Chapter 65 we finally return to Jamie narrating and his Tuesday morning embarrassments. I have the next three chapters (65-67) mostly written, and the four after that (68-71) outlined.
Unless I get sidetracked in the story, that will have Chapter 71 being posted in December, making this story four years old. Incredible. As much as I have enjoyed writing it, that may be the last chapter. I'm thinking of ending with chapter 72 which will give a preview of what Jamie's life is like in the future, along with Dean, Robby, Randolph, and the others.
The decision to end the story isn't final but probable. To be honest, I'm not sure how to embarrass Jamie much more. That is part of the reason this chapter was written. Also, I seem to be writing it more for myself than anyone else. In the last two months I haven't received a single e-mail about the story itself. And prior to that there has only been one reader who consistently wrote. This is NOT a plea for feedback just a fact.
On to happy thoughts, I may resurrect an old story of mine which is in the High School section entitled Dare Devil Dylan. I only wrote two chapters. I'd like to expand on it. Additionally, I posted a story on another site which has a heavy humiliation theme. It will need to be modified as the sisters humiliate their brother. For the Nifty Gay section, it will need some major re-writing.