A/N: Alright, so this story came to me in the shower. I have always shipped Parker and Joey, and I am not sure why. I plan for this to be an ongoing saga, that has multiple parts. I am hoping that this will be more than just a smut fest story, but something with emotion that will make readers think. It will have graphic, underage and possibly incestuous gay sex at some point, along with language, angst, and other things. I will try to leave a warning at the start of every chapter, but if I think it will be a spoiler, I will not leave a detailed warning.

Warning: Masturbation, language (one use of fuck).


How the Challenge Came to Be

Tuesday, December 1

7:00 PM

Joey settled back into the couch, putting his feet up on the coffee table. The house was his, and his alone, for the next week. Well, Parker would be there too, but that couldn't be helped, and Parker was pretty cool for a thirteen-year-old.

He switched on the television, and the show was Parker's favorite, Linda & Heather. Joey quickly changed the channel before the sounds of the show summoned Parker. The last time he had checked, his little brother was in their room reading a comic. He smiled when he saw that his favorite sports team was winning. He settled on watching the game, though sports weren't his absolute favorite form of entertainment.

As the game rolled on, Joey began to think about food, particularly dinner. Dinner was something he would have to handle. His parents had left him three hundred dollars to last the week, which was probably too much. He decided that he would order pizza in a few hours. Shortly after reaching this conclusion, Joey fell asleep.

"Munch," Parker said. "Munch, get up. I'm hungry."

Joey woke with a start and wiped a stream of drool off of his mouth. He felt a wet spot near his crotch, causing him to look down. Thankfully, no one would be able to tell that he had had an orgasm in his sleep. The bulge, on the other hand, was slightly more noticeable.

"Alright," Joey said, taking note of where Parker was standing. His brother could not possibly have seen the bulge from his position. "I'll order a pizza."

"Good, I'm going to go finish that comic. Call me when the food's here," Parker told Joey as he walked back upstairs.

Joey quickly ordered a large pepperoni pizza. The phone operator informed him that the pizza would be delivered in forty-five minutes. He thanked her and hung up. He placed the phone on the rack and went to the bathroom. He had forgotten about his new smart-phone. His parents had gotten both him and Parker a phone for emergencies before they had left.

When he had shut and locked the door, he pulled off his jeans and carefully placed them out of the way. After the jeans were out of reach, he took off his boxers and examined the wet spot on the front. Though he could not remember it, he had to have had a wet dream, and apparently a good one judging from the amount of cum on his boxers. Joey sighed and tossed the boxers to the side. He was going to do the laundry after dinner. He pulled on his jeans, making sure to be careful of the zipper, before exiting the bathroom.


Parker shut the latest issue of his comic. He had already read it three times. He hated it, but he kept trying to read it and appreciate it. It bothered him that his favorite comic was turning into garbage. He tossed the issue to the ground and yawned.

He was hungry, and seriously doubting that Joey had ordered the pizza. He decided to check the situation out. He crawled into the tunnel in his room and followed it to the living room. He peeked out and saw that Joey was gone.

Where did he run off to? he thought. He climbed out of the tunnel and looked at the couch. Joey hadn't been gone long enough for the depression created from his butt to rise back up. Parker stood quietly, listening for some sort of clue. He heard what sounded like something light being tossed around. He heard the bathroom door open, and he jumped back to his tunnel.

Joey looked into the living room before he walked to the kitchen. Parker wasn't sure what Joey was going to do, but he didn't care either. He climbed back out of the tunnel and sneaked to the bathroom. He saw Joey's boxers laying on the floor.

Why is Munch running around the house commando? he inquired internally. The boxers had landed in a ball, so Parker picked them up and straightened them out. He had unrolled the boxers in such a way that the crotch area was facing away from him. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with his brother's butt, though. He turned the boxers around. On the front, there was a wet spot. Parker was certain that his brother wouldn't have peed his pants, but he was sure. Warily, he touched the wet spot with his index finger. Parker didn't know what he was trying to accomplish, as the wet spot unsurprisingly felt like any other wet spot. How else could he find out what it was?

Parker jumped a little when he heard something move. He realized that it was the kitchen door opening. He balled the boxers up again and threw them back to their spot on the floor. He rushed out of the bathroom and crawled into the nearest tunnel. He made his way to the room he shared with Joey.

His thoughts were completely overrun by this new conundrum. Parker was convinced that Joey was not peeing his pants. Joey was sixteen and had to have full control of his bladder… right? Parker also settled on the possibility that Joey had had an accident, which was also completely possible he supposed. But it didn't seem to add up. Parker could not imagine his older brother peeing his pants. The boy was immature, sure, but he wasn't a baby.

Parker heard his new phone vibrate on his nightstand. He picked it up and saw a text from Joey.

It said, "Pizza'll be here in 20."

Parker replied, "Okay."

Then it clicked. He could look it up on the internet. Obviously, he would have to refine his search, but this would probably work.

Parker tapped the internet app and opened Google. He placed a finger on the search bar, and typed, "Small wet spot on underwear after sleeping (teenage boy)." The first three links that appeared all were about something called a wet dream. He clicked on the second link and read about it. He learned that wet dreams happen to be of a sexual nature and often cause the dreamer to ejaculate. He also discovered that the wet spot was made of semen. Like most boys his age, Parker had gotten a boner before, and he had jerked off. He hadn't had any semen come out yet, though.

So, Joey had dreamed of someone in a sexual way and that's what the wet spot was. Parker gained a sense of satisfaction knowing that even his brother could succumb to his body.

He started to think. His curiosity had been getting stronger for a long time, and this situation would definitely be a great blackmail tool against Joey. Parker figured that, if he played his cards right, he would be able to get Joey to masturbate with him. The thirteen-year-old allowed himself to scheme until dinner time.


Joey handed the pizza boy a twenty dollar bill and told him to keep the change. Yes, he was aware that it was a huge tip, but he also did not want to wait around for change. He walked the pizza to the table and opened the box. The cheesy pepperoni scent was terrific. He reached down to grab a piece, only to remember that he had to call Parker for dinner too.

He pulled out his phone and started to type a message. Then he thought better of it.

"Parker!" he yelled. "Pizza's here!"

Within thirty seconds, his little brother was at the table and holding the biggest slice in the box. Parker grinned mischievously as he bit off the corner of the pizza.

"Thanks, Parker… It's not like I was going to grab that slice," Joey said with a touch of frustration in his voice.

Parker chewed, swallowed, grinned again. "Sorry Munch. I told you I was hungry."

Joey didn't respond for awhile, instead choosing to eat a slice of the pizza. It was good, though certainly not the best. The pepperoni didn't add a lot of flavor to the cheese, which was a direct contrast to the amazing smell the pizza had released into the atmosphere.

"Yeah," Joey said. "You're right. I shouldn't have fallen asleep… sorry."

"Don't sweat it," Parker replied. "Besides, it seems like you had a good nap."

Joey, not thinking about his boxers, said, "Yeah, it was a pretty good one."

"I'll bet," Parker said. "Any good dreams?"

Parker had placed a lot of emphasis on the word "good," making Joey remember the boxers he had left laying on the bathroom floor. Joey couldn't control his body suddenly. He turned bright red, and a bite of the pizza had stopped moving down his throat. He coughed repeatedly to get it back up, before trying to swallow again. The second time was successful.

"Just choking over here… thanks for the help," Joey said, attempting to play his embarrassment.

"Munch," Parker said. "I saw the stain on the underwear. You had a wet dream. Tell me about it."

Joey didn't understand how Parker could be having this conversation with his older brother without feeling any shame or embarrassment. He wasn't even sure how to reply. He didn't really want to talk about sex stuff with his little brother, but he also knew he couldn't avoid it. At least not with Parker… that kid was too smart for his own good.

"I don't remember it," Joey said, and Parker started to call him a liar. Joey cut him off, "I really don't. All I know about it is the fact that I came in my underwear."

Joey assumed his brother knew what he would mean. If the kid knew about wet dreams, then he had to know about the other stuff. On the off chance that Parker didn't know, Joey knew had just made this situation worse. He was as red as the sunset.

"That's weird… I'd think if a dream could excite me that much I'd remember it," Parker said.

Joey just continued to eat.

"You know, Munch, I could tell Willow about it… That it was about her. She'd love that," Parker said.

Joey choked again, shocked by the ruthlessness of Parker. After recovering, he said, "Don't do that! She's terrifying!"

"I know that," Parker said. "But why would that stop me?"

"I'm your brother!" Joey said. He was still red.

"I know that too," Parker said.

Joey chewed off another piece of pizza. He couldn't believe that Parker was being serious about telling Willow. He doubted Willow would even believe that. Yet there was that chance. And Joey really, really did not want to have sex with her.

"You can't tell her that lie," Joey said, trying to regain some composure.

"I can, and I will," Parker said.

"Why would you do that to me? We're like best friends," Joey said, realizing that he was pleading.

Parker said, "I know we are! So that's why you're going to help me."

"With what? And why the need to blackmail me? You can ask me for anything," Joey said.

"Not this. I needed something to push you to help me, because what I want isn't normal," Parker watched as Joey's face twisted with confusion. "You see, Munch, I'm curious. I've been jacking off for a few years now, and I like doing that. But, I also want to know what its like to do it with a friend. And I'm pretty sure that it isn't normal for a brother to ask a brother to jack off with him."

"What," Joey said, not really a statement or a question. He was sure that his brother had just asked if he would masturbate with him, and he couldn't do that. Not with his brother. "No."

"I won't tell Willow if you do this!" Parker shouted. "Besides, I want to see you naked!"

There it was. A blatant statement in Joey's eyes. Parker was bluffing about Willow, and he was just a regular horny thirteen-year-old. If Joey did this with his brother that would be a major mistake.

"No, Parker. It isn't a good idea," Joey said.

Parker was scrambling for a new idea. His lust had definitely shown Joey his Willow bluff. Now, he was stuck in a hole with no certain way to dig himself out. It was now his turn to turn as red as the sun at sunrise. He ate another piece of pizza.

"I'm sorry Parker. I just can't do that," Joey said.

"What if it was about me? The dream I mean," Parker said.

"It wasn't. I can guarantee it," Joey said. He knew that he would never have a sex dream about Parker.

"But you said you didn't remember, so you don't know for sure," Parker said.

"I guess that's true, but I'm not into you like that," Joey said, trying to console his brother.

"Okay fine. I get why you don't want to jerk off with me. It's weird and awkward… especially if someone found out," Parker said. He had regained control of himself. "But what about a challenge?"

"A challenge for what?" Joey inquired.

"We'll be here alone for a week. So the challenge will last this one week," Parker said, making it up as he went along. "I have this week to turn you on and catch you with a boner. If I fail to do those things, then we don't jack off together. But if I can pull it off, then we do jack off together. Fair?"

"I don't think its such a good idea Parker," Joey said. "What set this on? Are you just curious about what it's like to be with another boy, or do you have a crush on me?"

"I just want to know what its like to do that with another guy I think," Parker said. But the thirteen-year-old was unsure of himself. Maybe he did have a crush on his brother. He wasn't sure he liked that idea.

"You think… Parker, it can't happen. I won't masturbate with you. I'm sorry," Joey said.

Parker got up and left, which worried Joey. When the boy came back, he had the boxers. Parker grabbed a gallon sized plastic baggie and placed the cum stained boxers in it. He sealed the back before putting it in his pocket.

"What are you doing that for?" Joey asked.

"If you don't accept the challenge then I will give them to Willow, and I will tell her about that dream you had with her starring in it," Parker said.

This time, Joey believed the boy. He had no other option. "Alright. I'll accept your challenge with one condition."

"What's that Munch?" Parker said.

"We both have a week for two different tasks. You have a week to turn me on and catch me. I get the week to find you a different guy to jerk off with," Joey said.

"Fine," Parker said. He held his right hand up to his face and spit. Joey followed suit. The two brothers reached across the table and prepared to finalize the challenge.

"Wait!" Parker suddenly yelled. "How will I know?"

"Know what Parker?"

"Are you dumb Munch?" Clearly, he was, because he made no sign of understanding. Parker sighed, "If I turned you on?"

"Oh..." Joey said. "I don't know. Won't you notice my bulge if it happens?"

"No; you might wear baggy clothes, or cover with a blanket," Parker said.

"I see your point… what if..." Joey started. He didn't like the idea, but he could see no way around it, and this whole challenge was something he didn't like. How could he make it worse? "What if we both are naked when we're in the house, or even the backyard?"

Before Joey had a chance to change his mind, Parker grabbed the older boy's hand and shook. "Looks like we have a challenge. Now, take your clothes off Munch," Parker said, smiling from ear to ear.

Joey reluctantly stood up and removed his shirt. He noticed that Parker was watching his every movement. Anxiety rolled around in his stomach as he reached down to the button on his jeans. His hands shook as he pushed the button out of the hole. His fingers brushed his pubic hair as he unzipped himself. He was turning red again, and he was extremely hot. His blue jeans dropped to his ankles, leaving him completely nude. He was soft but still had a nice length. His balls looked bigger than usual, probably due to how hot he was. He stepped out of the jeans and collected his clothes.

"Put the pizza away please," he said to Parker. He looked at the clock on the stove, which read 9:30 PM. "You can take your clothes off whenever you want tonight, just be naked by morning. I'm tired, and I want to sleep."

"Alright," Parker said, knowing there was no need to push it farther. "I'll be in bed later. Night Munch!"

"Night Parker," Joey said. He walked, nakedly, to the stairs. As he climbed them he thought, What the fuck did I just agree to?


Parker had noticed that Joey was soft. Apparently, their conversation had not turned his brother on as much as it had him. The thirteen-year-old was uncomfortably hard, and he was disappointed when Joey walked away before he could strip. He let it go since he had the whole week to be naked around Joey.

He put the pizza away, and then took off his clothes, releasing his hard, uncircumcised cock. He left the boxers in his pocket, assuming that Joey wouldn't try and take it back. Despite the conversation having ended a few minutes ago, Parker was still hard as diamond. He got another idea. He took the boxers out of his pants pocket and bag and put them to his nose. He sniffed the wet spot and found that Joey's scent turned him on even more than he thought possible.

A desire bubbled inside of him and left the kitchen to sit on the couch. He leaned back, placing his feet on the coffee table. His cock was roughly four-and-a-half inches, and already twitching. He sniffed the boxers again. His right hand reached down and started to slowly stroke his cock. He moaned quietly into Joey's boxers. His eyes shut with pleasure, and his left hand handed the boxers to his right. His hands worked together to wrap the boxers around his length, leaving the drying wet spot in the middle of his shaft. His left hand raised up behind his head. The right hand began to move again. Slowly at first, but picking up the pace as he got ever so close to his orgasm. He was careful to keep his moans as quiet as possible. His thoughts drifted off to Joey, and soon a fantasy had formed.

In his head, Joey's hand was on his dick instead of his own. Joey's hand was moving his foreskin up and down. Joey's hand was bringing him to his best and most tiring orgasm.

Finally, it was too much for him to bear. He whimpered quietly and uncontrollably, as his whole body shook. His cock twitched repeatedly in his hand, and something warm hit his belly. In fact, the warm stuff had landed as far as his chest. Soon, the intense orgasm released his young body.

Slowly his eyes opened up, and he touched the warm stuff. It was kind of sticky. He picked some of it up and brought it to his mouth to taste. He liked the salty flavor it left on his tongue. He noticed that he had gotten some of it on the boxers. He smiled.

Cum, he thought. I just came for the first time.

Parker fell drifted off to sleep, wondering how he could use this incredible new skill to his advantage.