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Two boys are caught wethanded
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CAUGHT WET HANDED!
. Phil and Mike had just finished jacking themselves off while looking at
some girlie magazines belonging to Phil's older brother, Jim. Mike was grabbing
handfulls of tissue, trying to sop up some of the large blobs of cream which
had landed on his pant legs. His still semi-hard cock laid up along his belly,
glistening with cum. His mind was whirling, partly due to the joint he has just
shared with his buddy, and partly because of what he had just done. Mike had
never before exposed his hard meat to anyone (unless you count that one time in
the locker room), and he had certainly never shot his wad with anyone else in
the room.
. Phil was sitting next to Mike on the bed, grinning. His cock hadn't
softened at all, in fact he was still slowly stroking it, squeezing out the
last of his cream. Phil loved milking jism from his boner. He did it everywhere
- in class, at the movies, once even in church! Almost whenever his cock got
hard, he would reach down and give it the few strokes it would need to release
some sperm.
. Both boys were in a different world when the bedroom door suddenly opened!
. "Hey Phil, have you seen my....WHAT the FUCK?!?!"
. It was Jim! And there sat the two sophomore boys, cocks in hand and
covered with sperm. They froze.
. "Holy shit! What's goin' on here?" Jim asked in disbelief.
. Mike started stuffing his half-hard-on back in his shorts and pants. With
his clean hand, Phil started closing the magazines scattered on the bed.
. Jim grinned. He realized that he now had his little brother and his
brother's friend by the balls, and he was going to make it pay off! He feigned
anger.
. "You guys been playing with each other? Huh? And where'd you find my
magazines?"
. "No! I never touched him!" Mike protested. What a time for his zipper to
get stuck! The front of his shorts had taken his first shot of cum and lay
exposed, wet and sticky, as he struggled with his zipper.
. Jim walked over to his brother. He reached down and scooped up a big blob
of cum off his pants. "Yeah? And what's this? Ice cream?"
. "We were just checking out the magazines..." Phil started.
. "MY magazines, dip shit!" Jim was enjoying making his brother squirm. In
fact, he was getting a hard-on. The bulge in his tight, faded levi's was
growing in throbs, the mushrooming head clearly visible under the light blue
material. He browsed at one of the open pages. "Well, at least you've got
taste, you little twerp," Jim said scornfully. He picked up the magazine and
stared at the photos of some honey-blonde cutie. His cock lurched, and grew to
almost its full length. The bulge was now extremely obvious.
. Phil noticed it and caught Mike's eye. He pointed at his brother's
erection and gave the bewildered Mike a sly grin. He reached up and quickly
squeezed the bulge of his brother's cock.
. "Hey! Watch it, you little queer!" Jim shouted.
. "Yeah, you're turned on, too!" Phil countered.
. "Hey, I get turned on by chicks, not my buddies!" Jim was posturing. His
cock actually started growing when he realized that they had just finished
beating off. Now, it was fully hard and aching to be taken out of his jeans.
. "I suppose that's a banana in your pants!" Phil cracked. Mike sputtered,
stifling a laugh.
. "Real funny! It seems you're real interested in what's in my pants," Jim
said. He popped open the buttons on his levis. "Well, you're going to get a
real good look at it now!" He reached in and hauled out his massive erection.
It looked to be as big as both boys' cocks put together! The head was shiny,
angry purplish-red. The shaft was laced with thick veins.
. The boys were in awe. They'd never imagined a cock could be that big. Mike
was wondering what Jim was going to do with it. He was a little scared. He'd
never seen Phil's brother act this way.
. "Pretty big, huh?" Jim asked, proudly, as he began stroking his big dick.
"You guys need to be taught a lesson about the dangers of acting like a couple
of queers." He turned toward Phil. "You're gonna find out what it means to be a
homo."
. "Fuck off and die, shit-for-brains!" Phil retorted.
. Jim released his cock and quickly reached down, grabbing Phil by the
shirt. "Listen, Phil...unless you want Mom to hear about how you go into your
bedroom and pull your pud with your friends, you better do what I say!"
. Phil thought briefly about mentioning the time he saw Jim jacking off in
his own bedroom, but thought better of it. After all, that would only prove
that he was spying on his brother.
. Jim eased him down and ordered, "Wrap your hand around it." Phil complied,
gently stroking his brother's cock.
. Mike was amazed. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was all
happening too fast.
. Jim lowered his levis down around his ass, and released his swollen balls
from their confinement. They were in proportion to the size of his cock -
huge.
. Phil was becoming fascinated with the feel of Jim's hard-on. He could feel
it throb each time his hand rubbed over the ridge of the head. His face was
inches from it. He could smell the musky scent of it.
. "Yeah, that's it," Jim prompted. He looked over at Mike. "You... play with
my balls," he ordered sharply.
. Mike was afraid to disobey. He scooted over next to his buddy and began
fondling the low-hanging balls of the older boy. The ball-sac felt cool and hot
at the same time.
. "Stroke it faster!.......Yeahhhh," Jim sighed. He was on a power trip. He
looked down at the two underclassmen working on his aroused genitals. He was
getting to the pointwhere hisballs would release their pent-up load. "You do
that real good," he said to Phil. "I bet you've had a lot of practice." He knew
Phil jacked off a lot, he'd seen the frequent wet spots on his pants. He
couldn't resist rubbing it in. "I bet you jack-off all the time, huh? Ooooh,
yeah! That feels great, Mike."
. Mike was tickling the underside of Jim's scrotum. He could feel the sac
tightening, and figured Jim was close to cumming.
. He was right. Suddenly a spurt of cream jetted out of Jim's cock, landing
right on Phil's cheek. "Agggghh!" Phil shouted, letting go of the erupting
prick and backing away. For a short while the cock swung freely, spewing wads
of jizz all over the two seated boys. Jim then grabbed his cock and began
flailing it as it continued erupting. Most of the blobs of semen landed on Phil
and Mike, even as they tried to move out of the way. More and more sperm shot
out of his huge prick.
. "Nnnnggg! Unnn! Nnng!" Jim moaned as his orgasm began to fade. The globs
of jism were now dripping down on the carpet, their ejecting force diminishing.
Finally Jim sighed, signaling that his orgasm had passed.
. The room reeked of boy-cum. Phil and Mike were covered in a combination of
their own juices and those from Jim's over-sized climax. Both boys were fully
hard once more, having just taken part in making this cool senior boy shoot his
load.
. "Well, I hope you learned your lesson," Jim said as he stuffed his
glistening wet cock back into his levis. A wet spot appeared on the material.
"I don't ever want to catch you two pulling any shit like this again. And give
me back my magazines!"
. The magazines were piled up and returned to Jim. He left the room without
another word.
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