One morning, a few days later, I checked out my formerly ugly self in the bathroom mirror. Maybe my hair looked good because I let it grow, or maybe my scalp stopped oiling itself, but my hair looked fuller, springy and I think it had red highlights. I brushed it forward like a rock star. The effect was really nice and it seemed to lessen the antenna effect of my ears. Hey, even my nose, in my broader face looked...classic? maybe?
I dressed a little more carefully and headed off for school. On the way out of the house, Davy passed me on the stairs. He gave me a long quizzical look. I think he was feeling a little like he was losing the handsome competition in the family.
In home room there is this dude, Gary. I always get a little buzzy in the crotch when he strolls in. He has that fuck-the-world-bad boy look. He's a big guy with bright blue eyes and a soft curly mouth that belies his toughness. He's a major fox. Today, I almost fell off the seat of the desk as he faced me, before sitting down, and mouthed, "You're s-o-o hot!"
My face was burning the while home room time and I didn't hear any of the announcements. My next period was gym, his also. He came over to me as I was undressing and getting into my gym shorts. He stood next to me, real close and I could feel his warm breath on my cheek as he said, "You fool around?"
Now that's a tough question. If you include self-fooling around, yes. If you mean with other bodies, no. I finally answered him. "No, but I'm looking forward to it."
That response intrigued him. His not to bright face looked puzzled for a moment, then he put his ham hand on my ass and squeezed. "Meet me in the gym shitter after gym."
Now I know this bathroom. Once gym is over and the place is empty, no one goes there. How come he is so familiar with the setup. I think he has a whole secret life here in school.
He managed to run into me during basket ball practice and I was hard most of the period. Now besides Gary's attentions, several of the other guys seemed to smile at me. Where were they during my ugly period, when I needed them?
I was shaking badly as I heard my footsteps echoing against the hard walls of the empty gym as I made my way toward the romote boys room, I opened the door and there was Gary, smiling at me and rubbing his crotch. I got a sudden feeling of alarm as I was afraid he expected me to give him a blow job, but no, to my amazement, he pushed me into to handicapped booth and feel onto his knees. Deftly he opened my belt and fly and reverently looked at my cock that he had just brought into the light.
"It's as beautiful as you are, Sam."
I was breathing so hard, I was almost ready to collapse in a heap in the tile floor, but his large hands behind my knees held me steady. He sure had a large tongue, I noticed as I looked down. It was as big as a throw rug. That tongue lapped my cock, wetting it with hot spit. He must have practiced with candy canes a long time to get such good skill.
I was making so much noise, moaning and making "uh" sounds that he stopped and looked up at me. "Dude, hold it down, we don't want to get security here."
I tried my best, but when he began sucking and tonguing at the same time, I was singing an aria with nots of top notes. A was too quick, I know, but what's a kid to do? This sweet mouth was so clingy and rubby that I was sailing away to that distant shore where my crashing cum was waiting.
"I'm going to spill," I said hoarsely, grabbing his shoulders hard.
"Give me your sweet milk, babe," he intoned.
I stopped trying to hold back, grabbed his long blond hair and help it like a horse main as I tumbled into a long heavy cum that left me weak and faint when he ended.
"Thanks Sammy, that was delicious. I really appreciate you're letting me have you when you could get any guy in school."
What the fuck. This was like a crazy dream. Then my good nature came forth. I figured he gave me such a hot time, maybe I ought to offer a hand job.
"You want me to do something for you?" I said, curling my hand and moving it up and down.
He blushed prettily, what a beauty he was, in a dumb way, and pointed at the floor. There was a puddle of Gary essence, shining in the dim light.
I hurried out, telling him I was already late for biology, not realizing how funny that was.
That was such an overpowering experience, I figuring it would take care of my self abuse time for a few days, but I was wrong. After school, I came home, the house was empty. I got undressed and lay on my bed and grabbed a fuck book from my collection under the mattress. I was wanking and reading, breathing hard and enjoying every moment. Then I thought I heard a rustle of clothing on the other side of the book. I lowered the book, there was Davy, slowly jerking his prick and smiling, his eyes shooting sparks at me.
"Hey little bro, what a hot sight!"
He leaned down and right then and there, I got my first kiss on the mouth I had every had. It was a kiss and run, no he stayed there sort of pushing at my lips until they opened and then his tongue tip rubbed my lips. I sighed and pulled him on top up me. I never realized what I had been missing. Kissing was good. Kissing was aich oh tee.
Now we really got into tonguing. My cock was dripping, his mouth was dripping, we were reaching a heavy point that screamed "move to a higher level."
Boy did that new level scream out at me as he whispered in my ear, "You want to fuck me?"
I nodded vigorously. He jumped up and stripped, then lay on his bed, on his back, holding his muscular legs in the air, displaying his slightly hairy ass hole to me. "Climb on Sammy, I'm dying here."
Now I never did this before, but nature seems to build the ability into your genes. I put his big feet at my hip bones, pointed my dripping cock at his puckering, pleading ass hole and put my cock head inside. He let out a long held breath.
"Oh Sammy, I love you like a brother. Don't be gentle, fuck the hell out of me. I can take it."
I pushed my shy nature aside. I pushed my respect for an older brother aside. I backed up a bit and drove into his hot hole with one motion. He howled in surprise, but then smiled happily as I began the old in and out, that ancient motion that we all love.
His eyes were tearing with happiness, as my brotherly cock massaged his hot button. His own cock, lying on his belly was dripping pre cum that pooled in his deep navel. This was a happy sibling, I thought. But again, how much could I stand. Even though I had a heavy cum two hours earlier, my balls began to vibrate and my thighs buzzing. I was on the way to hosing his passage.
Then as I watched his good looking face, his eyes rolled up and his cock began to pulse and deliver streams of spooge on his happy trail. His ass hole sucked in and out and I was THERE. He got a sperm enema from my jerking cock. He almost wept in happiness as he felt it.
I fell across him in weakness as my cum ended. We kissed again. At that moment, I loved my brother more than any living thing on Earth, but that feeling ended the following day.
My father called me. "Sam, get in here, I want to talk to you."
Uh, uh, and double uh, uh. This was trouble. I sat down far across the room so he couldn't swat me with him hand the way he used to do when I was younger.
"I understand that you are taking LST."
"What? I'm and what makes you think so?"
"We (that meant treacherous Davy) found those little pills in your top drawer."
"What's he doing in my drawers?"
Soon as I said that, I had to laugh. Dad didn't think it was funny.
"They are at the drug clinic being tested."
I let out a sigh of relief. Whatever they were, they weren't LSD. Aunt Grace certainly didn't have a dealer who supplied her. It's ridiculous I assured Dad.
A few days later, I was again summoned for a heart to heart. "They're not LSD. They're a chemical substitute for sugar. The lab said they are harmless. What're taking them for," and then his voice got warm and fatherly, "Son."
That old devil Aunt Grace. She knew that all I needed was magic to help me believe in myself. Believe me, when I sold the cane at auction and got $50,000, my self confidence really soared. Then when I bought that nasty black Mustang with the special black leather seats and tooled around with Rex and Randy, kids whom I had a threesome with, I was high on the world.
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