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Chapter 12
Jack lay in bed, contentedly drifting towards sleep. The evening had
turned out even better than he had hoped. His much anticipated blow job
from Andy had never materialised, but what had actually happened had
more than made up for that. As he lay on his side, he shuffled his hips
and clenched his ass tightly, imagining he could still feel Alex's
finger pushed right up inside him. That had certainly taken him by
surprise. Looking back on it now though, he had to admit that it had
felt good. No, much better than good, it had felt terrific. He
definitely intended to experiment further with this. He wondered if
maybe Alex would be willing to help with these explorations and was
unable to hold back a soft chuckle. There didn't seem to be much that
Alex wasn't willing to do. The jerk off that Jack had received at the
inexperienced but eager hands of the eleven year old had been the best
ever; much better than at any time he had done it to himself.
There was faint click and Jack became aware of the bedroom door opening.
Someone entered and closed it behind them. Any momentary nervousness
that Jack may have felt immediately vanished as he recognised the soft,
quick, boy like footsteps moving towards the bed. It was Alex.
Pretending sleep, Jack lay on his side, unmoving and silent as Alex
lifted the bedclothes and squeezed himself into the single bed, behind
his brother. Jack felt the cool flesh of Alex's chest snuggle up tightly
against the skin of his back. An arm passed over the teen's body and he
felt a questing hand moving down between his legs, sliding over the
material of the shorts he was wearing. The hand paused, retreated a
little then resumed it's journey, pushing down under the elastic
waistband of the shorts. Alex's searching fingers took a firm but gentle
hold of Jack's flaccid penis.
The younger boy gave a contented sigh.
Jack quickly became hard under the erotic touch, but Alex's fingers
maintained their hold on the now stiff rod. Jack wondered if Alex was
going to spend all night holding his erection; the older boy was
certainly not about to complain.
Several minutes passed, then a soft half-whisper broke the silence.
"Jack?"
"Yeah?" Jack's reply was also a whisper.
"You awake?
"I guess so."
"Me too."
There followed long pause before Alex again spoke.
"Can I sleep with you tonight?"
"It looks like you are doing."
"Yeah, I guess I am." Alex gave a little giggle, then fell silent. He
was quiet for so long that Jack thought maybe the boy had fallen asleep.
Then, "Jack?"
"Yes?" Jack couldn't help sounding just a little exasperated.
There was a short pause before Alex said in a soft, uncertain voice,
"You can kiss me goodnight if you like."
Smiling to himself, Jack gently pulled Alex's hand out of the front of
his shorts and rolled over. It amused him the way the eleven year old
had tried to save face by making his request for a goodnight kiss sound
like he was actually just doing his big brother a favour. Now facing the
younger boy, Jack's hand travelled briefly along Alex's body, caressing
the boy's hairless balls and soft, preteen dick before gliding up the
smooth velvety skin of his stomach and chest; Alex was naked. Jack
leaned over and pulling Alex's head towards him he kissed the boy on the
forehead, then, on impulse, moved lower and touched the youngster's lips
with his own, ever so briefly allowing his tongue to brush across Alex's
closed mouth.
"You taste of toothpaste," Jack observed, his tone showing the affection
he felt for the boy lying next to him. "Want me to rub your dick for you
before we go to sleep?"
"No, it's ok," Alex replied. Even in the darkness, Jack could tell his
brother was smiling happily. "I rubbed it myself before I came in."
"Ok then, maybe in the morning." Jack turned onto his back and lifting
his hips he pushed his shorts down and wriggled them down his legs and
off his feet, tossing them away from the bed. "Ready for sleep, now?"
"Yeah, I think so. Can we lay like we were before?"
"You want me to lay with my back to you?"
"Yeah."
With a shrug, Jack turned onto his side, facing away from the boy and
was rewarded by the comforting feeling of having the youngster snuggle
up as close as he possibly could and then once more reach over and take
hold of his big brothers dick, this time not having to fumble around
inside a pair of shorts.
"G'night, Jack," Alex sighed, happily.
"Goodnight, Alex. Sweet dreams."
Jack woke early on Saturday morning. He found that he must have turned
over in the night and was now lying facing towards his younger brother,
their two faces almost touching, their legs intertwined. The sixteen
year old gently caressed the smooth skin of his brother's shoulder as it
lay exposed above the bedclothes then slowly traced down under the sheet
along the curve of the boy's back until his fingers were lightly cupping
a velvety soft ass cheek.
Alex sighed in his sleep and snuggled closer.
It would soon be time to get up, but Jack decided that a few more
minutes wouldn't hurt. Alex looked so peaceful and relaxed that he
hadn't the heart to wake the boy. He remembered that he'd arranged with
Mike for the twin to call round sometime that morning to have a go with
the camera and he wondered if he would be able to coax the cute thirteen
year old out his clothes. He had strong suspicions about Mike's sexual
leanings after seeing how interested he had been in the shirtless
pictures of Chris, but of course that didn't necessarily mean the boy
would be willing to strip naked and pose in front of a camera. Though
with a little help from Alex, Jack thought he might be able to pull this
off.
With a groan, Alex stirred then lifted his hand to his face and rubbed
his eyes sleepily. "Is it time to get up?" he asked, his tone clearly
indicating that he hoped that it wasn't.
"No real rush," said Jack, with a smile. "We can stay a little longer if
you like. But we ought to get up before anyone discovers that you
haven't slept in your own bed."
"Why?"
"Well, it won't matter to Andy, because he already knows what we get up
to, but it might take a bit of explaining to Chris."
"I suppose. Why is Chris so uptight about stuff like that? He went
mental when I walked in on him in the shower that time. I was just as
bare as he was, so I don't see why it was such a big deal. And he called
me a filthy pervert just 'cos my dick was hard. Didn't stop him having a
good look though."
"Chris is just kind of shy about people seeing his body," said Jack.
"Some people are like that. Not everyone likes showing off everything
they've got quite as much as you do."
Alex frowned as if struggling to come to terms with this strange
observation, an expression which Jack thought was especially cute. The
older boy took hold of his brother's chin and kissed the youngster
directly on the lips.
The kiss lasted several seconds and to Jack's surprise, Alex just
accepted it passively. However, when Jack pulled away the younger boy
screwed up his face and quickly wiped his hand across his mouth.
"Yuk!"
"I don't know why you pretend you don't like it," said Jack, amused.
"Because kissing is something girls do," Alex replied, still looking as
though he had a bad taste in his mouth.
"Not just girls. Boys do it as well."
"No they don't."
Instead of continuing the argument, Jack pushed back the blankets,
exposing both their bodies. "Roll onto you back."
Alex did as requested. "Are you going to rub my dick?" he asked.
"We'll see." Jack noticed that the boy's cock was already hard and
standing up from his smooth stomach. "First tell me whether you like me
doing this." He shuffled down the bed a little and leaning over his
kissed Alex on his chest, right on one of his small pink nipples.
Alex giggled. "That feels nice."
"So kissing you there is ok?"
"Yeah, I guess," Alex admitted.
"Ok, what about this then?" Jack moved lower and kissed Alex's 'outie'
tummy button, this time using his tongue as well as his lips.
"That tickles," Alex laughed, squirming a little.
"So you like being kissed there as well?"
"Yeah."
"Right, let's try somewhere else." Shuffling down a little more until he
was level with the boy's hips he took hold of Alex's hard dick, before
glancing up at his brother's face.
Alex was staring down with his mouth slightly open and a look in his eye
that said "you wouldn't dare kiss me there". He didn't know that Jack
had very briefly done that very thing two evenings ago.
A little nervously, Jack touched his lips to the tip of Alex's cock
head. Hearing the boy give a gasp, he kissed his way along the shaft and
down onto Alex's balls before once more looking up at his brother.
Alex was grinning widely. "Cool," he said, dragging out the vowels.
"You like it then?"
"Yeah, it made me feel all tingly inside."
Lowering his head again, Jack began to lick all the way around Alex's
cock, this time starting at the bottom of the shaft and working upwards.
When he reached the tip he opened his mouth and took the whole thing
inside, feeling it jerk spasmodically against his tongue. He tried to
remember what Andy had done during that first, memorable blow job and
tightening his lips he began to suck up and down the slim shaft. Alex
had started to moan softly and was pushing up and down with his hips in
time with Jack's sucking. Jack increased his pace, at the same time
letting his hand roam freely up and down the youngsters smooth body,
stroking across his silky stomach and chest.
"Ugh! Jack, something's happening!" Alex gasped.
Seconds later something did. Alex's dick began to throb inside Jack's
mouth and the eleven year old gave a soft cry. Jack continued his
sucking but stopped in surprise as a small quantity of thin, salty
tasting fluid spurted onto his tongue. He swallowed it automatically.
Alex had gone limp, or rather his body had, his dick was still quite
firm. He lay back panting heavily. "Oh, wow! That was way cool!" he said
breathlessly.
"Cooler than you think," said Jack. "You just shot some cum."
"I did?" Alex gave a shriek of delight.
"Alex!" Jack hissed, rushing to put his hand over his brother's mouth to
try and quieten him. "Not so loud. Remember Chris is not supposed to
know you're in here."
"O, yeah, sorry," said Alex, looking sheepish. "It's just that I've
never made any cum before."
"Well, I'm not sure it was real cum exactly," said Jack. "But you
definitely shot something."
"I'm gonna try again later. See if I can do it again," Alex grinned.
"Oh, that reminds me," said Jack. "If you've no plans for this morning
there's something I want you to help me with. Don't worry, I'm sure
you're going to like it."
Over the next few minutes Jack explained to a smiling, excited youngster
exactly what he had in mind for getting Mike out of his clothes.
Tim and Mike turned up shortly after breakfast and just minutes later
Tim left again with Chris for a pre-match briefing at the school. They
were both a little hyped up in preparation for their soccer match that
afternoon and didn't show anything more than mild surprise when Mike
told them he was staying behind to have a go with Jack's camera.
Andy also announced that he was would be out for most of the morning;
there were some things he wanted to buy that he said he couldn't get
from the shops near where he lived, so he was making the most of the
opportunity while he could.
That just left Jack, Mike and Alex. Following Jack's earlier
instructions, Alex disappeared into his own room.
As Mike entered Jack's bedroom he stopped and gaped at the poster on the
wall; it was the poster that Andy had drawn as a sixteenth birthday
present for Jack.
"Like it?" Jack asked. "Andy did it for me. I think it's really great."
"Yeah, it's really good. Did you pose for it?"
"Nah, I haven't got quite as many muscles as that." Jack gave a broad
grin. Whilst the scantily clad youth in the picture clearly had Jack's
face, the teenager wasn't able to boast such a taut, well developed
body.
Mike was looking too and fro between Jack and the poster obviously
comparing the two. He stopped, blushing slightly when he realised Jack
was watching him. "Sorry," he said, shuffling his feet and looking
uncomfortable.
"That's ok," Jack smiled. He removed the camera from its charging cradle
and sat on the bed, indicating that Mike should take a seat next to him.
It only took a couple of minutes to explain the main features; Jack
demonstrated how the zoom worked by taking a close-up of Mike's face
then Mike did the same to Jack. Jack then transferred the images to the
PC and brought them up on the screen.
"That's pretty neat," said Mike. Much better than having to wait and
have them developed and everything."
"Yeah," said Jack. He leaned closer to the younger boy and lowered his
voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "It also means that you can take
pictures that you wouldn't be able to if you had to have them developed.
I'm sure you know what I mean."
Mike obviously did know exactly what Jack meant. "You've taken pictures
like that?" he asked, his eyes wide.
"Course I have. Wouldn't you have done?"
"I dunno. Maybe."
Jack could see from the look on Mike's face that the boy was already
more than halfway hooked. This was going better than he'd expected.
"I could maybe let you see a couple of them if you want," said Jack.
"But you'd have to promise to keep it to yourself. You can't even tell
Tim. Even Chris doesn't know about them."
"I won't tell anyone, I promise," Mike said, quickly. He looked both
nervous and eager at the same time.
"Hmm, I don't know. If anyone hears about this..." Jack pretended to be
having second thoughts.
"I can keep a secret," said Mike. "I really won't tell."
"Ok, I guess it wouldn't hurt to let you see some of them," said Jack,
after appearing to think it over. He opened up a folder on his computer
screen and clicked on one of the icons. An image immediately appeared on
the screen of himself wearing just a pair of shorts. He left the picture
there for a couple of seconds then removed it, replacing it with a
close-up shot of his soft dick. He heard a low whistle from the boy next
to him.
"Oh, wow! Is that really you?"
"Yeah, that's me," said Jack. It was turning him on having this cute boy
looking at these revealing pictures and his cock was already hard in his
pants. He removed the image and replaced it with another one, a similar
close-up, but in this one his dick was rock hard.
Mike gave a gasp. "That's enormous."
"Not really," Jack said. "The camera makes it look bigger than it is."
"If you say so," said Mike, his eyes still glued to the screen. "But
even so, it looks pretty big to me."
Jack shook his head and gave a nervous laugh. "I guess there's only one
thing I can do. I can't have you going away thinking I'm some sort of
deformed monster. You've seen the pictures so I suppose you may as well
see the real thing." He got out of the chair, unfastened the front of
his pants and pulling them down to just above his knees. His shorts
quickly followed. He held up the bottom of his shirt so that the younger
boy could have an unobstructed view of his rock hard erection. "See," he
said, trying to hide the tremor in his voice, "it's not so big really."
Mike's eyes were like saucers. He looked up briefly to meet Jack's gaze
then back down at the sixteen year old's hard cock. He licked his lips
nervously then gave a sort of lopsided grin. "It's miles bigger than
mine anyway," he said.
"You want to show me?" Jack's mouth was dry and his heart was beating
quickly. He really hoped that Mike would say yes and that he could get
his first look at this boy's equipment.
"I dunno." Mike looked uncertain and took a step backwards, away from
the older boy.
"Hey, it's ok," Jack said, quickly. "It was just an idea that's all. You
don't have to if you don't want to. Just forget I asked." He pulled up
his pants, stuffing his erection back inside. "How about we have a bit
more fun with the camera."
Mike looked relieved. "Sure, but what are we going to take pictures of?"
"Well," said Jack with a sly smile, "if you're interested, I think I
know of someone who might be willing to show everything."
"Who's that?" Mike obviously was interested.
"This is just between us, remember."
"Yeah, of course. I promised, I'm not gonna tell anyone."
"Alex."
"Alex? You mean Alex will let us take pictures of him with no clothes
on?"
"I think I might be able to talk him into it. He's in his room. Want me
to give him a shout?"
"Oh, wow!" It was apparent that Mike was almost at a loss for words.
"I'll take that as a yes," said Jack. He wasn't especially surprised
that Mike hadn't appeared overeager to show off his body; not at this
stage anyway. A good job there was a back-up plan prepared and waiting
in the wings. He opened the bedroom door and shouted Alex's name.
Seconds later the eleven year old came rushing into the room, an eager
look on his face.
"You want to do some posing so that Mike can take some pictures?" Jack
asked.
"Sure," Alex grinned. "You want me to get naked?"
Jack had to try and hide a smile. So much for having to talk Alex into
it! "Yeah," he said. "Go ahead."
As Alex began to quickly pull off his clothes, Mike's jaw fell open and
it looked like his eyes were about to pop right out of his head. Within
seconds Alex was standing there wearing nothing more than nature had
originally intended, his feet slightly apart and his hands on his hips,
making no attempt at all to hide anything from the older boys' view.
"Cute isn't he?" said Jack with a grin.
"He sure is," replied Mike, without thinking. Then realising what this
could imply he quickly added, "for a boy anyway, I guess."
"Well, what are you waiting for?" asked Jack. "Get some pictures taken."
For the next few minutes, under Jack's guidance, Mike clicked away
happily, taking photographs of Alex in a variety of poses. Throughout it
all, the thirteen year old had a strange, dreamy expression on his face
as if none of this were really happening. After a couple of close-up
dick shots, Jack suggested that Mike should go and stand behind Alex so
that he could take a picture of the two of them together.
Mike handed the camera to Jack and moved into position behind the boy,
quite obviously relishing the opportunity to get as close as possible to
the naked youngster.
"Put your arms around Alex's shoulders," Jack instructed.
"Like this?" Mike draped his arms in front of Alex, clasping his hands
together, resting them on the boy's bare chest."
"That's it," said Jack, taking a picture.
This was a pose that Jack had planned to get Mike into, and Alex picked
up on the cue perfectly. The youngster put his own hands over the top of
Mikes, taking hold of the older boy's wrists. As Jack continued taking
photographs, Alex slid Mike's hands down across his stomach until they
were resting right on top of his groin. Mike was actually touching
Alex's dick.
Mike gave a gasp as Alex immediately went hard under his fingers. It
always amazed Jack how his little brother could go from completely soft
to completely hard in just seconds.
"I'm sorry," said Mike, quickly snatching his hands away as if he'd
touched something hot.
"That's ok," grinned Alex. "You can touch me down there if you want, I
don't mind. I like it."
"He does as well," Jack confirmed. "Go ahead and have a good feel. No
one outside the three of us will know."
Mike hesitated for a moment, then, still standing behind Alex, he once
more put his hands onto the boy's chest, the palms flat against Alex's
skin. Slowly he began to move them around Alex's smooth upper body, then
down across his flat stomach before finally wrapping his fingers around
the preteen boner.
"That's nice," Alex sighed.
Jack sat and watched the two boys, enjoying the moment. His suspicions
about Mike had been well and truly confirmed; the young teen was indeed
interested in other boys. Now it just remained to try and separate him
from his clothing. He put the camera down, placing it on its charger and
set it going transferring the pictures that he and Mike had taken onto
the PC. He hoped at some stage to get a few shots of Mike's body, but
decided that it was better to take things one step at a time. Mike
appeared to be a little shy. He was nowhere near as bad as Chris, but he
would probably be more willing to loosen up a little if there wasn't a
camera recording every little detail.
Moving to stand behind Mike, Jack put his hands on the boy's slim waist.
He felt Mike tense slightly but there was no other reaction. Slowly Jack
pulled the teen's shirt from his pants then slid his hands underneath to
make their first contact with the boy's skin. He slid his hands upwards,
at the same time moving them forwards, round onto Mike's chest. Mike was
a little better developed than Alex, but his skin was just as smooth and
soft. Jack bent his head forwards and using his nose to push aside the
longish, soft, brown hair, he lightly kissed the boy's neck at the point
where it met his shoulder. Mike made a small sound, a sort of mixture of
a sigh and a whimper.
"Alex, go and sit on the bed," said Jack, speaking very softly.
Obediently, Alex pushed Mike's hand away from his dick and did as Jack
requested. He sat himself down on the edge of the bed, in full view of
the older boys, his legs spread wide and began to play with his dick and
balls.
Jack's hands continued the exploration of Mike's chest, sliding across
his silky smooth pecs and small, firm nipples while at the same time he
continued to nuzzle at the boy's neck. "Lift your arms up," he said,
after a moment. As Mike obeyed, Jack lifted the boy's shirt up over his
head, removing it completely before throwing it aside. One hand went
back to the boy's now exposed chest, the other went to the fastening of
his pants, undoing the button and pulling down the zip. A little
manipulation and Mike's pants were down at his knees. Underneath he was
wearing shorts.
Eagerly, nervously, Jack's fingers traced the waistband of Mike's shorts
before pushing down inside the garment. His fingertips encountered a
small patch of soft pubic hair while at the same time the backs of his
fingers brushed against something much firmer; Mike's erection.
For the second time, Mike's body stiffened and he let out a groan.
"It's ok. Relax." Jack continued to massage the boy's chest as his
questing fingers reached their target and slid around Mike's stiff
shaft, squeezing the organ firmly and causing the youngster to groan
more loudly.
Jack took his hand out of Mike's shorts. "Why not get your clothes off?"
he suggested.
"What are we going to do?" Mike still appeared a little reluctant to
strip completely.
"We can just jerk each other off, if you like," said Jack. "Or you can
just do yourself and me and Alex will do each other. Whatever you want."
"Ok." Mike shuffled over to a chair and began to take off his training
shoes. His socks followed, then his pants. He had thin white support
bandage on one of his ankles.
Jack noticed the bandage and paused in the act of stripping off his own
clothes. "How's the ankle doing?" he asked, feeling a little guilty that
he'd never thought to enquire earlier. He'd been so intent on his plan
to get his hands on Mike's body that he'd forgotten all about the boy's
injury.
"Not too bad today," Mike replied. "It just aches a bit. Another couple
of days and it'll be good as new." He raised himself off the chair just
enough to quickly push his shorts down then sat back down again,
self-consciously putting his hands in his lap. It was a bit of a futile
gesture since his cock was still fully hard and the top was peeking out
over his hands.
"Aw, don't cover it up. I want to see," Alex complained. "Stand up so I
can have a proper look."
Blushing, Mike got to his feet and hesitantly dropped his hands to his
sides. His hard dick, probably around 5 inches long, stuck straight out
in front of him, almost perpendicular to his body. As Jack and Alex
stared at it it began to twitch and bob up and down spasmodically.
Alex giggled. "That's really cool," he laughed. "Why won't mine do that?
Mine just stands up straight."
"Yours will do that when you get a bit bigger," Jack reassured his
little brother. He finished pulling off his own shorts, his own cock
standing to attention.
Alex had got up from the bed, his eyes firmly fixed on Mike's erection.
"Can I touch it?" he asked.
"I suppose," said Mike. He just stood watching. his arms at his sides as
Alex took a firm hold of his shaft, sliding his fingers up and down it's
length.
"You've got a really nice dick," Alex observed. "Not as big as Jack's,
but really nice. Can I have a look at your bum hole?"
"Alex!" Jack cringed inwardly at his brother's total lack of
inhibitions. "My little brother's got this fixation with looking at
people's rear ends," he explained to Mike, who looked more than a little
shocked by the unexpected request.
"No I haven't," Alex pouted. "I've only ever seen yours and Jamie's.
Besides it was you who started it when you took pictures of mine."
"Alex." This time Jack's voice was cooler, warning the boy to stop
before he said things he really shouldn't.
"Sorry," said Alex looking chastened. "I just thought it would be cool
to see his bum hole, that's all."
"I'll tell you what, Alex," said Mike, suddenly, taking Jack by
surprise,. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours."
Alex was instantly back to his usual effervescent self. "Yay! I'll go
first." He almost threw himself onto his back on the bed and pulled his
knees up towards his ears, opening his cheeks right up.
Mike leaned in closer to get a better look, his hand straying to his own
twitching cock and he began to stroke it, slowly.
Jack realised that he too was bending forwards so that he could see
better. Even though he'd seen everything before, the sight of Alex's
naked body always got him excited. He caught Mike's eye and winked at
the younger teen before putting out his hand and sliding his fingertip
lightly across Alex's tightly closed ass hole.
"Ooh!" Alex gave a moan of pure pleasure.
Seeing the boy's reaction, Mike reached out his own hand but stopped
just before his finger made contact with the sensitive ring. He glanced
at Jack as if asking whether he should continue.
"Go ahead," said Jack. "He loves it. In fact I haven't discovered
anything yet that Alex doesn't like when it come to this sort of thing."
Reassured, Mike lightly touched Alex's hole before pulling his finger
away quickly. He gave a short, nervous laugh then touched it again, this
time more firmly, letting his fingertip linger against the puckered
entrance.
"Hey, Alex," said Jack. "Remember what you did to me last night?" He
made a stabbing motion with his extended index finger. "Want to give it
a go?"
Alex looked thoughtful for a second, considering the idea. "It doesn't
hurt, does it?" he asked.
"No, but you can always tell me to stop if you don't like it," Jack
replied.
"Yeah, ok. Let's give it a try." Alex gave a broad grin.
Quickly, Jack went into the bathroom and retrieved the jar of vaseline
gel his mother kept in the bathroom cabinet for medicinal purposes. He
returned to the bedroom and as he hurried across to the bed Alex burst
out laughing.
"What's the matter with you?" Jack asked his brother.
"Nothing really. I just think it's really funny the way your dick waves
from side to side as you walk."
Jack was about to reply when he noticed the look on Mike's face. Alex
wasn't the only one who had been paying attention to his swollen cock.
"You can feel it if you want," he told the teenager.
Keeping one hand around his own shaft, Mike reached out the other and
took hold of Jack, lightly stroking the older boy's solid dick.
"That feels sooo good," Jack murmured. He moved closer to Mike and
putting an arm around his bare shoulders he brought their heads
together. Their lips touched.
The kiss only lasted for a second, then Mike pulled away and looked down
at his feet, his face burning.
"It's ok," said Jack, gently. He put his hand under Mike's chin and
raised the boy's head until they had eye contact. "It's ok," he
repeated. After a moment they kissed again, this time Mike didn't break
the contact.
"Hey, you two! Quit playing kissy, kissy will ya. I can't stay in this
position forever you know."
Jack pulled his lips away from Mike's and turned to his brother. Alex
was still on his back with his knees pulled back and his ass in the air.
"Sorry, Alex, guess I sorta got distracted."
"Yeah, well, get yourself undistracted. My arms are starting to ache.
This was your idea, so can we get on with it?"
With a smile, Jack pulled the lid of the jar and taking a generous
dollop on his finger he smeared it across Alex's ass hole.
Alex gave a shrill giggle. "That tickles."
Smearing more of the lubricant down the length of his finger, Jack
placed the tip of the digit right up against the puckered opening.
"Ready?" he asked.
"I guess I am," Alex replied. He screwed his face up as if expecting to
be subjected to excruciating pain.
The look on Alex's face was too much for Jack and he let out a snort of
laughter, moving his hand away from the boy's ass. "I'm not going to
hurt you, you know," he laughed. "If you think it's going to be as bad
as that why are you letting me do it? Just relax. I'll go slowly and if
it starts to hurt I'll stop."
"I'll try." Alex forced a totally unconcerned expression on his face and
began to hum a little tune, making it up as he went along, his eyes
moving around the room.
Jack, who had once more been about to put pressure on his finger once
again pulled back, laughing.
"What's the matter now?" asked Alex, becoming impatient.
"You are," Jack laughed. "I said try and relax, not act like you really
couldn't be bothered or you're waiting for a bus or something."
"Well, I'm sorry! Owww! Oooooh!"
Deciding they'd messed about for long enough, Jack had put his finger
against Alex's hole and pressed downwards. It had slipped smoothly
inside and was now embedded in the boy's ass up to the second knuckle.
"You said you were going to go slow," Alex accused, frowning.
"I lied," grinned Jack. "Well, does it feel good or not?"
Alex's frown disappeared and he gave one of his trademark giggles. "It
feel's really cool!" he exclaimed.
Jack twisted his finger in a circular motion, which caused Alex to gasp,
then pulling it almost all the way out he slid it back inside again,
this time all the way to the third knuckle.
Alex's head was back and his mouth had fallen open. He began to wriggle
his hips, working his ass around his brother's finger. "Jack, I need you
to rub my dick," he begged.
"Sure, Alex, if you want me to," said Jack. "But isn't there something
that you'd rather I do instead?"
Alex flicked his eyes from Jack to Mike, then back to Jack again. Then,
his lips pressed tightly together, he nodded urgently.
Jack leaned towards Mike who was standing just beside him and spoke
softly into the boy's ear. "Let me just take care of him first, then we
can have some fun ourselves. We can just jerk off, or if you want I can
do to you what I'm about to do to Alex." With his free hand he grasped
the Mike's still hard dick and gave it a squeeze, causing the boy to
groan.
Reluctantly letting go of Mike's dick, Jack bent closer to his brother's
exposed groin and ran his tongue across the boy's tight, hairless balls.
His finger was still right inside Alex's ass and he began to twist it
around and make small circular movements.
Alex gasped and his whole body shuddered. "Ooh, Jack!"
The older boy took hold of his brother's erection and wrapped his lips
around the head, sliding them down the shaft until he held it completely
inside his mouth. He briefly ran his tongue around the organ then slid
his lips back up and off the shaft, letting it flop wetly onto the
youngster's stomach. Using his hand, he began to jerk quickly up and
down the boy's small but extremely sensitive erection, while at the same
time licking along the shaft and down across his balls. This, combined
with the continued finger-fucking had Alex squirming and writhing.
Within seconds, Alex's body tensed up and a small whining noise came
from his throat as his cock began to pulse under Jack's fingers. A few
drops of a thin, almost clear fluid spurted from the end to splash down
onto his chest.
Slowly, Jack withdrew his finger from the boy's bum hole, wiping it on a
tissue he pulled from a box by the bed.
Alex had dropped his legs and lay back, breathing heavily. He lifted his
head to look down at the wet droplets on his chest, then ran his finger
across one of them and examined his fingertip carefully before holding
it to his nose and sniffing it. Suddenly his face broke into an excited
smile. "I've cum," he grinned happily, holding out his finger for the
other boys to see.
Even though there was actually nothing to see on Alex's finger, the
boy's excitement was infectious and Jack realised that he too was
grinning like a fool. "You sure have." He patted Alex's leg then
playfully squeezed the boy's balls between his thumb and index finger.
"It won't be long before these things are making it by the bucketful."
Leaving Alex to his continued investigation of the already almost dried
up smears on his chest, Jack turned his attention to more pressing
matters; the aching in his own groin and the extremely cute, naked,
aroused thirteen year old standing right next to him. Taking hold of
Mike's wrist he guided the boy's hand down to his own twitching
erection. "Stroke it for me," he said, his voice husky.
As Mike's inexperienced fingers closed around his engorged cock, Jack
gave an involuntary shiver. He needed to shoot so badly. He couldn't
remember a time when he'd been so desperate to cum. His own hand sought
out Mike's hard dick and he began to pull on it, urgently. He looked
down at the bed where Alex lay, his legs slightly apart, his cute eleven
year old body on full display. Tearing his eyes away from Alex, Jack
transferred his attention to the naked thirteen year old whose cock he
held in his hand. Mike's body was a dream, slim and firm and totally
smooth except for the small pubic bush at the base of his hard dick.
His excitement mounting, Jack began thrust against Mike's hand,
encouraging the younger boy to stroke faster. Within seconds the sixteen
year old felt a tightening in the area of his groin and with a shudder,
hot cum began to spurt from the swollen head of his cock, splashing
across Mike's hand and wrist and dribbling down the boy's leg. Almost at
the same time Mike gave a groan, his legs wobbled and his own boy-seed
sprayed out, most of it landing on Jack.
Jack stroked Mike's cock a couple more times, milking out the last
drops, then putting his arm around the boy's shoulders he turned him
around and helped him sit on the bed. "Stay there a moment," he said, a
little breathlessly. "I'll go get a towel so that we can clean up."
"Ok."
Fetching a damp towel from the bathroom, Jack wiped his own hand and
legs and then tossed it across to Mike who began to wipe himself down.
"You can get a shower if you want," Jack suggested.
"No, I'll be fine."
"Next time maybe we can take it a bit slower and I'll suck your dick for
you, like I did with Alex. If you want, of course."
"Yeah, maybe."
Jack was confused. Mike's tone wasn't exactly cold, but it was
definitely cool. The older boy began to worry that something wasn't
quite right. "Are you ok?" he asked.
"Yeah, fine." Mike finished wiping himself and looked up at Jack. He
gave a smile, but it was rather forced, certainly not the usual natural
smile which lit up his face and made him so attractive. "Look, I think
I'd better be going." He began to collect up his clothes and pull on his
shorts.
There was an uncomfortable silence as Mike dressed, as if none of the
boys knew quite what to say. Even Alex had picked up on the atmosphere
and looked worriedly at Jack.
Mike finished dressing and glanced at Jack. "Well, I guess I'll see you
around."
"Mike, you sure you're ok?" asked Jack. "You're not mad at me or
anything or are you?"
"No, why should I be? I told you, I'm fine. I just need to go."
"You're not going to tell anyone about what we just did are you?"
"Of course I'm not. I promised didn't I?" Mike headed for the door but
just before he went through it he turned and looked back. He looked like
he was about to say something, but hesitated then shook his head. "I'm
off then. Maybe I'll see you at the match this afternoon."
"Yeah, maybe."
After Mike had gone Jack sat in silence on the bed wondering what had
just happened. Everything had seemed to be going so well, the Mike had
suddenly turned really strange. After a couple of minutes Alex shuffled
up next to him and the youngster lay his head on his brother's arm,
taking Jack's hand in his own.
"What was wrong with Mike?" Alex asked in a small voice.
"I don't know, Alex. I really don't know." Jack gave a sigh. "Come on,
we'd better get dressed. Then after lunch we can go and cheer Chris on
at his soccer match."
"Yeah, and I can't wait until Uncle Andy gets home," Alex giggled. "I'll
tell him that from now on he can call me 'squirt' as often as he likes."
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