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Speedo High: Part 15 (high school)
I awoke with all four inches hard as steel under the covers, but I didn't touch it. I wanted to save it for Bob. I pulled the anal trainer from my asshole and hid it under my pillow. My hole was so used to it that I wasn't even sore. I reached down and slipped my middle finger inside my hole, and it went in easily. I was ready to get my ass cherry popped. It was New Year's Eve and I was super excited. Tonight was the night I was going to get to fuck and get fucked for the first time. Even though he was not as sexy as Indian Boy, Bob had a Tom Sawyer, boy-next-door quality about him that turned me on. He even had curly hair like Tom. Plus, he was the last person anyone would ever suspect was gay. He was all boy, and, since he lost the bet during our camp out last Friday night, I was going to get to fuck him. This was going to be the best day of my young gay life. After he fucked me, I was going to offer my boy pussy to Bob as a way of saying thanks. I knew that he would not be able to resist it.
Since the room was cold and I was naked, I tiptoed over to my dresser, my hard cock leading the way. I did not want to wake Luke. Even though the two of us were growing really close, I did not want to wake the sleeping dragon. His temper flared anytime I woke him up. I quietly opened the bottom drawer and pulled out some flannel bottoms, a pair of cotton bikini underwear, and a long-sleeved thermal shirt. I dressed, pinning my hard cock pointing up in the tight undies, and crept out of the room.
My mom and dad had left a note on the counter. They had gone for an early morning jog. My health-nut, hippy mom had left a fresh cantaloupe neatly cut up for me on the counter along with some freshly squeezed orange juice. I sat down at the breakfast table to enjoy the fruit. The texture of the cantaloupe made me think of the texture of lips. They were soft and wet and so nice to lick. Before I realized was I was doing, I began to rub my cock through the flannel pants as I thought about all of the boys' lips I had kissed in the past five days since the start of my gay awakening. Damn I was horny. I never thought a melon could be so erotic. However, I stopped rubbing my hard-on, reminding myself that I needed to be fully charged when Bob arrived that evening.
I went out into the garage, turned on the heater and started working out. First I worked my biceps one arm at a time with the 25-pound weight while sitting on the weight bench. Then I lay down on the bench and began to pump fifty pounds up and down over my chest. I did twelve reps, took a break, did eleven reps, took a break, and kept going until I did the last rep in the sequence. Finally, I stood and used the 25-pound hand weights to work on my pecs. While my chest had some definition, I longed to have pecs as big as a freshman girl's tits, except hard. By the time I finished my work out, I was covered in sweat, so I decided to go in and take a shower.
When I approached the door of the only bathroom in our little house, I could hear that the shower was already running. Mustering up my courage I opened the door, stepped into the steam-filled room and asked, "Hey Luke, do you mind if I join you? I'll wash your back for you."
"Well, I guess it'll be cool little bro. Come on in," Luke replied. He peeked out of the shower curtain and smiled at me. At that point all I was wearing was the bikini underwear which made him laugh. "Matty, those underwear look more like panties. When are you going to start wearing some big boy underwear?" he asked.
"Never," I replied. "They appeal to my feminine side." I stepped in to shower.
"Are you sure you wouldn't rather be a girl?" Luke asked. "When we were younger it never seemed to bother you when strangers asked if you were my little sister."
"Luke, I can't help it if I'm as hot as a girl. In fact, I like it, but I also like having a dick. I wouldn't trade it for anything."
Luke handed me a soaped up wash cloth, so I got to work scrubbing his back. "Don't you hate that your dick is do damn small little bro?" Luke asked.
I scrubbed the pimples on his back, then worked my way down to his hard hairy buns. I scrubbed them along with his ass crack.
"I guess having a little dick should bother me, but it doesn't. Seriously, I like it just the way it is. It does the job," I said as I reached around, grabbed Luke's large hairy pecs, and shoved my hard four inches between his buns. "See what I mean?" I said while rubbing my cock up and down his hairy crack.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Luke asked though he didn't pull away from me.
I reached down for his cock while I continued to enjoy sliding my little cock between my macho brother's muscular gluts. His cock was rock hard. I squeezed it and began to slide my hand up and down its eight-inch length. "It looks like whatever I am doing is turning you on." I kissed the back of his neck.
"Dude, I have to admit it does feel good, but don't get carried away and try to slide it inside of my hole," Luke said.
"I know. I know," I responded giggling. "You are saving it for Miguel."
"You little fucker," Luke hissed. "I'm not like you. My asshole is just that. It's not a pussy too."
"Are you sure?" I asked as I used my hand to line it up and pushed my cock against his hole.
"No way, bro," Luke said, quickly spinning around. "You're crazy, you know," he said smiling.
"You know I wasn't really going to push it inside you. I'm saving it for Bob," I said.
"I thought you might get carried away and try to turn me into a dick-loving fag like you," Luke replied.
"No way, bro. You are very very straight. I would never try to do that to you," I said.
For some unexplainable reason, Luke suddenly became very affectionate. He hugged me so tightly that his hard cock was smashed against my belly and began to kiss me. I respond by slipping my tongue into his mouth. It was just like a cantaloupe. Soft and wet. While he kissed me, he squeezed my ass cheeks and even slid the first part of his middle finger inside my ass-pussy.
"That feels so fucking good," I said once our kissed ended.
"I have to admit it, Matty," Luke said, pulling his finger out of my hole, "there is something about you that drives me crazy. I lose control when I'm around you, but this is so so wrong. I mean, we're brothers."
"Luke, it's not like we're boy friends or anything. We're just two guys having fun. Don't overthink it big bro," I said giving his monster dick once last tug before getting out of the shower.
"I guess you're right," Luke said as he began to dry my back. "It is fun, but there's more to it than that. You don't annoy me anymore like you used to. I'm starting to really like you."
"That means everything to me," I replied. "My older brother accepting me, as gay as I am, is awesome." I dried Luke's back. Then he turned and gave me one more hug.
"I love you Matty," he said.
The rest of the day was pretty quiet especially since we did not own a television. My parents thought that TV's were unhealthy. So, there was no New Year's Eve football binge watching for the Johnson family.
It was a regular day. Once the house warmed up, our clothes came off, and we enjoyed a family day together like most nudists do, totally comfortable in our own skin. While I was sitting on the sofa reading Tom Sawyer, Luke joined me with the latest edition of Sports Illustrated. He rested his head on my leg while lying on the remainder of the sofa. Just one week ago, this would never have happened. Now, not only were we getting along, the closeness of my hairy handsome brother caused my little cock to grow hard in seconds. I kept on reading, hoping not to draw attention to my condition. However, just as my dick achieved its full four inch length, my dad walked by and noticed it. He simply winked at me and continued his walk to the kitchen with his little two-inch cock bouncing up and down. He had seen my hard-on many times before and probably knew that drawing attention to it might embarrass me since Luke's head was so close to it. In fact, some of the hair from his head was lying upon my dick. I hope my precum did not drip into his hair. I continued to read and, eventually, my hard-on subsided.
After he finished reading, Luke got up and asked if I'd like to work out with him. This got both of my parents' attention. "Boys," my dad asked. "what's going on here?""
"What do you mean, Dad?" Luke asked.
"It seems like the two of you are actually getting along. What happened?" Dad asked.
I looked at Luke and swallowed hard. Since he was typically straight-forward, I wondered how he would answer the question. Was he ready to tell them how close the two of us had become?
"Dad, the truth is that Matty has changed a lot, and we've gotten a lot closer the past few days," Luke said. "It's all good."
Without being aware of it, my dad gave his little cock a tug, while he ruminated on the meaning of Luke's words. "So, Matt, what has changed?"
"I guess I've become more willing to give Luke a hand when he needs help," I replied.
"That's great to hear. Seeing the two of you getting along is the answer to many prayers. I'm proud of both of you," he said hugging us individually. "Keep it up," he said giving me a playful pat on the ass.
Once we were alone in the garage Luke started laughing. "I can't believe you said that you have been giving me a hand. I'm just happy you didn't say 'hand job.'"
"Yea, as liberal as they both are, I don't think they're ready to know that their sons are having sex with one another," I said.
"I wouldn't call it sex," Luke replied. "It's not like we're fuck buddies."
"Not yet," I replied smiling from ear to ear.
"By the way, why did you keep poking me in the back of the head while I was reading with my head on your lap?"
"Dude, that was my cock," I replied.
"It sure felt like a finger," Luke laughed making fun of my little dick. "I hope you didn't get any sticky stuff in my hair."
"I don't think I did. Besides, I'm saving my load for Bob tonight. After I fuck him and shoot my load inside of him, I want him to fuck me good and hard."
Luke responded. "Are you sure that you're ready to go that far with Bob?"
"Are you kidding me?" I said. "Tonight is one of the biggest nights in a gay boy's life. I can't wait to feel Bob inside of me."
"No shit," Luke said. "I can honestly say I've never wanted to have anything shoved up my butt; it sounds kind of gross."
"Don't knock it until you try it, big brother," I said, giving both of his muscular gluts a squeeze.
"You are such a freak, Matty," Luke laughed.
I went over to the weight bench, lay down on it, and pulled both knees to my chest, exposing my hairless pink asshole. My long hair hung off the end of the bench almost touching the floor. "Are you sure you wouldn't like to fuck me Luke?" I asked.
"Believe it or not, now that you put it that way, I might give it a try," Luke said. "Damn, you're pretty Matty." He walked over and started making circles around my hole with his finger. "Just don't plan on turning me into a pussy boy like you."
"I'll let you punch my donut anytime after tonight," I said. "But, I'm going to have to work up to the two-inch wide ass trainer first. Otherwise you might tear me apart."
"Who knows? I might just take you up on your offer," Luke said. "In the meantime, get your ass off the of the bench and come sit on my feet so I can do some sit-ups."
"I'll sit on your feet as long as you don't toe fuck me," I said laughing.
"You would probably like it," Luke replied.
We worked out for an hour getting hot and sweaty. Then, we got into the shower together. "Hey buddy," Luke pleaded. "Would you please suck my dick? All this talk about fucking has me horny as hell."
"I'll suck yours as long as you promise to suck mine tomorrow? Deal?" I asked.
"Deal," Luke replied.
With his back toward the shower head, he let the warm water roll down his muscular back. I got down on my knees and pushed my hair back. I started with his big bull-sized balls and licked one and then the other with my right hand wrapped around the base of his rapidly growing monster cock. Next, I started licking it from the base to the circumcised head marveling at the way that his cock looked exactly mine did, only his was twice as big. I took the head in my mouth swirling my tongue around it, tasting the salty precum that leaked from the tip. Then, I started sucking on it, bobbing my head up and down, trying to swallow as much of it as I could. Before long his cock was down my throat, and my nose was buried in his think pubes. I was actually deep-throating all eight inches. Luke put his big hands on the back of my head and started fucking my face. I gasped for breath every time he pulled his great big dick out of my throat. It was awesome. I could tell he liked it by the way he was moaning. I hoped mom and dad couldn't hear him.
"Damn, Matty, you are getting really good at this," Luke said smiling with his head back and his eyes closed. "So good little brother."
Even though my jaw was getting tired, I didn't stop. I liked pleasing him. I let him fuck my mouth for at least ten minutes before his balls drew up and he started shooting. I pulled back so that I could feel his load fill my mouth. I continued to stroke his hard cock with my right hand while he fired rope after rope of salty cum into my mouth.
Believe me, he shot so much cum that my cheeks were bulging like a chipmunk with his mouthful full of acorns. Once he was done, I swallowed it all in three gulps. I loved the taste especially since it came from him.
Afterwards, he was so appreciative that he took a wash cloth and bathed me from head to toe, taking great care to wash my asshole, balls, and dick. He was surprisingly gentle. Even even washed my thick long hair which is no easy task. He finished by putting conditioner in it. He treated my like a prince, or should I say princess, and I loved it. Once we were dry and back in our room together, he even offered to brush my hair for me. He took his time working out every tangle.
"You know what Luke, I hope you never cut your hair short," Luke said as he ran the brush down to the end.
"I didn't think you liked it since it makes me look like a girl," I said.
"Maybe that's why I like it. I don't know. All I know is that it's one of the many things that makes you you, and I like it," Luke said.
"Thanks bro," I said smiling. "I'm glad you like it." My mind was reeling. Why was he being so thoughtful? I mean I knew he liked having sex with me, but this was beyond that. He was actually starting to act like a boyfriend. This was getting weird.