(Part 2)
(Author's note - this is a work of fiction based on the younger brother in CBS' "Joan of Arcadia.").
Luke was able to get dressed before the fire drill ended, although his clothes looked disheveled and his bone was still trying to poke out the front right side of his pants. He was so horned, so anxious to shoot. As the buzzer sounded signaling the return to classes, he hurried into the hall, keeping an eye out for the three guys who had grabbed him. His butt was sore from the slide across the stall.
He blended in with the rest of the crowd, since different groups had used different exits . No one would suspect anything. As he moved along with his head lowered, he almost collided with Adam Rove.
"Uhh, Luke" Adam mumbled. Luke wasn't sure whether Adam was really a stoner or if he was just so much in his own world that reality couldn't find a way into it.
But Luke got the surprise of his life when Adam suddenly reached down and grabbed him between the legs. Luke let out a squawk as Adam expertly fingered his bone, and his bone responded gloriously.
"Watch it there, Luke. You don't want that thing to run away. You'll need it later in life."
That was probably the most words Adam had ever said to anybody. Luke looked up and saw a smile behind Adam's impassive gaze. They were standing at one side of the busy hall, with students streaming past on their way to class.
"Why did you do that, Adam?"
Adam put his hand on Luke's shoulder. "Sometimes you see something that's just hard to resist." He paused a moment and added under his breath, "At least that's what Mr. Price says to me." Aloud he added, looking again at Luke's fierce bulge, "I thought it needed a little attention."
Luke became flustered, and shifted from one foot to the other. "Why is everybody so fascinated with my dick all of a sudden?"
"Well not many guys walk around school every day with their dick so hard it's trying to poke out of their pants."
"I don't do that...well at least not every day."
"It sure seems like it. You ought to be more careful.
People notice stuff like that."
"Well I've never noticed anybody else like that."
Adam smiled a slow smile. "Exactly. Nobody else is walking around like that. Only you."
The crowd was thinning out. A warning bell rang. Luke turned away.
"I gotta go. I don't want to be late."
He hurried off. Adam stayed there a moment, looking after him and slowly shaking his head. Under his breath he mumbled, "I'll be glad to help you out with that anytime." Then he too went down the hall.
Luke slid into a seat by Ben in English. He was glad to see that his books that Ben brought were on the desk for him.
"What happened to you, Luke? Did you fall down a flight of stairs or something?"
"Something like that."
"Well, your problem doesn't seem to have gone down. I thought you went to take care of it."
"I wish everybody wasn't so fascinated with my dick."
Ben looked surprised. "Everybody? Who else is fascinated with it?"
"Never mind."
"I'm your friend, Luke. Certainly you can tell me, man." He grinned a happy, evil grin. "Come on, what are friends for? You can trust me."
Luke squirmed uncomfortably. That made his bone get even harder. He thought if he didn't get some relief soon, he would bust. The teacher started class. That saved him from having to say anything more to Ben. But he figured Ben would bring the topic up later.
He got through the day somehow, although all he could think of was how great it would be to get home and jerk off. His dick stayed hard and his butt was sore, but he made it through until 3 PM. One time while changing classes he thought he saw the three guys who had gotten him, standing at the end of a hall, but in the sea of faces he couldn't be sure.
The one thing that kept him going was that he knew when he got home he could finally get some relief. Kevin had a doctor's appointment, and he would have the house to himself. Finally some privacy so he could go in the bathroom and do what he did best.
He dashed up the front steps, unlocked the front door, and called in "Is anybody home?" He was greeted with silence. He glanced down the hall toward the kitchen, then hurried to the right where a small study room led to the door to his room.
He started pulling off his clothes as fast as he could. He slammed his door and dashed naked and totally boned into the bathroom, where he sat down on the toilet seat and started working his dick without lube or anything. Normally he got some Vaseline, even though it was sticky and hard to get off afterwards, but this time he started in right away.
The feeling was glorious. It had never felt this good before. As he was getting closer to cuming, a voice said, "How's it coming, bro?"
Luke looked up in shock. Kevin was in the doorway in his wheelchair. Luke was so flustered he didn't know how to react.
"Can I give you a hand with that?" Kevin grinned. He wheeled over right beside Luke. Luke shifted uncomfortably.
"I didn't hear you come in."
"I wanted it that way. I wanted to see how my experiment was doing."
"What experiment?"
"Well, the doctor's been giving me something to help stimulate some of my nerve endings, trying to bring feeling back. I knew the pills gave me a tingle, and I wanted to see how it would affect you."
"What?" Luke shrilled, "you gave me some drug? When?"
"This morning in your cereal. I crushed one pill and scattered it in the bowl when you were over at the sink getting orange juice."
"And it's a sex pill? Like Viagra?"
"Not exactly. It does a lot of different things. But it sure gave your dick a charge. I've never seen it that hard before."
"Never seen it...? What do you mean? You've been watching me when I do this?" Luke flushed even redder.
"Take it easy, Luke. I'm your big bro, I just want to see how you're coming along."
"You gave me a pill that caused all this? You've got no idea how terrible my day has gone. You don't know the awful things that have happened because of it."
With his dick raging hard, he told Kevin about the guys and his bone. Kevin grinned a wicked grin.
"Sounds like quite a time. Wish I could have seen it.
I'd say now you've become a man, Luke." Reaching over, he began slowly working Luke's bone.
"What are you doing, Kev?"
"I think it's called giving you a hand job. Doesn't it feel a lot better than doing it yourself?"
"Yes...I mean no. I mean I don't know." But after a moment, Luke subsided, realizing Kevin did have a point after all.
Kevin shifted in the wheelchair and pulled himself a little more erect. "Stand up, Luke, that'll make it easier."
"But I can't shoot off standing up" he complained.
"How do you know you can't?"
Luke flushed. "Because I've tried it that way, that's why."
"You're about to find out different. Now just stand up so I can really get to work on that thing."
Luke was too confused by all of this to try to argue. And he figured anything that would bring relief would be worth it. Buck naked and totally boned, he stood up beside Kevin's wheelchair. Kevin took his dick in one hand, and with the other he slipped it between Luke's legs. Luke jerked slightly at the touch.
Kevin spit on his fingers and began a slow working of Luke's dick.
"See, Luke, how different it feels to have someone else doing it? When you do it yourself you know what your strokes are like, but when it's someone else doing it, you never know what to expect, and every movement is a surprise."
Luke realized this was true. Also, he felt the other hand between his legs push against his balls, separating them so that Kev could push against the outside area beside the prostate. He felt a sudden urge as if he was riding Kevin's hand. It was the best feeling he had ever had.
"I'm getting ready to shoot" Luke said, almost in amazement.
With that, Kevin kept his other hand still pressing against the balls, but also inserted his thumb into Luke's ass crack. Luke rose up on his toes, Kevin's other hand continued to bring his dick to orgasm, and at the moment Luke started shooting off, Kev's thumb went up into Luke's ass hole. Luke cried out, spasmed, shook violently, and fired off five huge jets of cum out across the floor.
When it all subsided, Kevin said, "Take some toilet paper and clean off your dick and mop up that stuff so we can make sure there's no evidence when mom or dad get home. And now I have something you can do for me."
Luke went to work eagerly, his bone still pretty much at full length, and as he cleaned up he asked, "What did you want from me, Kev?"
Kevin looked embarrassed, and quickly began looking at his hands.
"Some feeling's beginning to come back 'downstairs' and I want to make sure everything's OK. Think you could give me a blow job?"
"What?" Luke asked in shock, suddenly standing up from where he had been cleaning his spunk off the floor. As he did so, his dick, still long and hard, bounced. Kevin grinned at the sight.
"Well you said you did it to a guy this morning."
"But that was different. I had to."
"Well, couldn't you do it for me? And I'm sure you could use the practice."
"The practice?" Like practically squawked. He looked indignant, shocked, flustered...and a little ridiculous with his bone bouncing in time to his movements.
Kevin reached forward and touched it. His touch was warm and reassuring. Luke gasp a heavy, horny gasp. Kevin's fingers kept reassuring him.
"Come on, Luke, do it for me. And when you're done, I'll give you one as well." He was still massaging Luke's bone.
"I don't know if that would do me much good since I already shot a bigger load than I ever have before."
"Oh you'll be ready for it. Until that pill wears off, you'll be flying high in the bone area."
'Until it wears off? How long does it last?"
"Don't worry, it'll all be ought of your system by tomorrow morning."
"That'll be a relief." Luke sighed and looked down at himself. His bone still pointed way out in front, like a directional arrow.
"OK then, let's go to my room. It'll be easier on the bed."
Once there, Luke waited while Kevin shifted himself onto the bed. Kevin never wanted help with anything, so Luke let him pull his pants and shorts down and lie back. At that point Luke asked, "Tell me again, why are we doing this?"
Kevin's eyes were solemn. "You know I'm not able to move my legs and hips. But I've begun to get a lot of feeling down in my rocket launcher. So when I start dating again I'd have to convince a girl to give me some oral sex, at least until my legs come back. I need to be ready for that. Until I know I can respond to a good mouth job, I don't want to try to go for it.
Like what if I talked her into oral sex and my rocket launcher couldn't fire?"
"Oh, I guess I see."
"And you're such a perfectionist that you want to be able to do that stuff the best way possible, don't you?"
"Yes. I mean no. I mean I never did that until today."
"Luke, with that dick of yours you're gonna meet a lot of people who are going to be VERY interested in you. You want to be ready for that."
Luke wasn't sure what he meant. But at that point, Kevin pulled Luke's face down. Luke opened his lips and took Kevin's "rocket launcher" in his mouth. He was surprised at how quickly it got hard. It had so much strength it was like it had its own set of muscles...and had been working out regularly.
Kevin coached him on. "Way to go, Luke... More tongue... Push harder... Make that tongue work... That's it... Ahh... Good..." and then finally a hasty " Pick up speed quick."
It wasn't long before Kevin's bone was throbbing in Luke's mouth, and finally with a loud cry Kevin shot, his rocket launcher driving hot spurts of cum to the back of Luke's mouth. Luke was amazed at the heat from the bone itself. He looked up at Kev's face, which went through all the emotions of total orgasm, the writhing, squinting, eyes going out of focus, teeth clenched for maximum effect, and finally gasping from the experience. Luke kind of liked having witnessed that. And he liked having that kind of control over his brother. He was proud of himself.
They both rested for a few moments. Luke looked forward to his dick getting some attention from Kev's mouth. The brothers grinned.
"That was something" Kevin said. "Thanks, little brother."
"Any time" Luke said, and then wondered what he might be getting himself into.
Kevin turned serious. "Luke, those three football players you told me about. Did they follow you from class?"
"I don't know. I was so anxious to take care of my raging bone, I wasn't noticing. But I don't think so. I think there were back there anyway."
"That's what worries me. If they were hanging out in an unused area, then they were up to something. Something they shouldn't have been up to. And if they think you saw what it was, or know something, they are liable to come looking you up. In some sense they might be out to get you."
"Wow" Kevin said. "I hadn't thought of that."
"Be careful tomorrow at school."
There was a sound from the front door, and a voice called out, "Anybody else home?"
It was Joan. That meant their mom would be home soon as well.
"We'll have to save your blow job until later" Kevin said.
"Heck." Luke was disappointed.
"It'll give you something to look forward to."
"Yep." But to himself he added, "I'm afraid that's not all I have to look forward to."
At the time he didn't know how true that was.
(End of Part Two) (Comments welcomed. Bart384@yahoo.com )