"So, what did he do?" John asked over Facetime.
I was laying in my bed looking up at my iPad, "He stood there and jerked off, thinking I couldn't see him."
"How's his dick?" Eli asked from the other square.
"Nice," I admitted, "I mean he isn't a Parker but the body makes up for it."
John asked, "So now what?"
"Well, I am going to show up every morning and practice, run laps after school, jerk off in the pool room which should lead us up to this weekend."
"What's the weekend?" Eli asked eagerly.
"He asked if I wanted to spend the night so we could do drills all day, which I had to think about but am thinking I'll say fuck yeah."
They both laughed, "His brother is just as bad," John chimed in, "He was a year before me, and I caught him staring at my junk more than once."
Eli laughed, "That's not really fair, everyone stares at your junk."
"True, but this wasn't a holy fuck stare, this was a hungry stare. You know the difference, Sammy."
I nodded because I did, there is awe and there is naked lust, they look similar if you aren't paying attention but if you see it enough, you start to notice it. There is a linger, a long pause, then the slow eye contact as they silently ask for permission, even if they don't know what they are asking for. It is super erotic and a turn on every time it happens. Mostly they look away quickly and refuse to look back, but they saw it and they won't forget it.
And John says the brother is the same…hmmmm.
"Well maybe this weekend I might give big bro a show and see what he does."
John smiled evilly, "I thought you were just there for Sean."
"Dude, have you seen the whole family? Even the dad is jacked…I wouldn't mind catching them all."
"Sammy Ketchum, gotta fuck em all!" Eli sang.
"Sammy are you still up?" my mom called from the hall.
"Fuck, busted, gotta go guys."
"Keep us informed!" John said quickly before I hung up.
"Take pics!" Eli added before the screen went dark.
Man, I love those guys.
Sean
The week just kept getting worse and worse!
Sammy came over and practiced every day, and then when we were done, he would go rinse off…and I would watch. I couldn't stop! I knew it was wrong and I knew it was sinful, but his body was so…and his thing…I mean…
I had opened a Pandora's box and it wouldn't close!
My thing was half hard all day now, all I could think about was finding somewhere to picture Sammy and jerking off. Thankfully I could stop myself during the day, but when he was there it was impossible. I longed to pinch his nipple like he did to himself as he slowly moved his hand over the head of his thing…it was so big it was insane! There were rumors, there are always rumors, but the ones about The Parker Brothers seemed to be true.
It was like having my own private strip club and he was there dancing only for me.
I prayed every night for God, Jesus, anyone to cleanse me of these thoughts, but my Thursday I was waking up with soiled pajamas because I had been humping my bed in my sleep, dreaming of Sammy Parker.
When Friday rolled around, I knew I should have called it off. I should have just told him I was busy or something but that would have been lying, and I was in enough sin already. Besides, he seemed real excited for it, I couldn't believe one of the most popular guys in school was jazzed about spending the night at my house!
"Should I bring some drink?" he asked during lunch.
"Oh!" I said suddenly, "We don't drink!"
He smiled, "I meant Pepsi, my mom bought like fifty cases of Pepsi Mango and she is always trying to get me to finish them."
I sighed in relief, "Oh, yeah I haven't tried it yet."
"The first ten cases are good, after that it gets old," he said with a wink that made me blush…in the name of the father, son and holy ghost…
I spent the rest of the day confused, knowing I should call this off as long as these sinful thoughts chased me around in my head, but I was too weak to do so. After school he was waiting for me by my locker, "You wanna come by my house so I can grab my stuff?"
I nodded, I'd never been to the Parker's house before, before this week I would have never imagined I would. I realized I was also feeling prideful for having been befriended by the most popular guy in our school, oh this is so confusing.
They had a nice house; I know his parents were well off but they didn't show it off like a lot of people did with their money. Sammy's room was amazing, he had his own fridge in his room full of Red Bull's, a nig 70 inch tv on a wall with three different game systems set up! It was amazing, I'd never seen anyone had such a cool place. As I checked out his room he took his clothes off, before I knew it he was naked, looking through his dresser for a new outfit.
Gods I couldn't look away.
He was so built, where I was toned, he had muscle mass from baseball that was just so sexy…
I didn't say that.
"Sorry," he said sliding on some boxer briefs, "I just have to change when I get home, or I go nuts." I watched him tuck that massive thing down into his pouch and was just stunned that he had such a big dick.
Thing, I meant thing.
"I-it's ok…" I stammered, looking away.
He shoved some clothes into a backpack and told to wit here while he went and got the Pepsi. My eyes went to the underwear he had just taken off, lying on the ground…
God no.
I looked around paranoid, making sure no one was here. I reached down and picked it up, another look…why was I doing this? I sniffed them and Sammy's scent filled my head…oh my god! I think I might have moaned a little and lost track of time until I heard Sammy's footsteps coming upstairs.
In a panic I shoved them in my pocket.
"I got everything," he said holding a plastic bag willed with cans, "You ready?"
I nodded, "Yeah, yeah, ready."
God did he know? Could he tell?
He cocked his head and smiled, "You ok?"
My head nodded like a bubblehead.
He chuckled, "Ok, let's head out."
We walked to my house; all I could feel was the underwear in my pocket weighing me down like a ship's anchor. I expected him to turn around and say, "Caught you!" at any second, but he just talked about how he was looking forward to tryouts and how he had been reading up on this and that…
Why did I take his underwear? Why did I sniff them? Why did I want more?
"You sure you ok dude?"
I nodded, "Just want to get in the water," I lied…god when did I start lying so much?
He smiled that thousand watt smile, "Yeah me too."
We dropped his stuff off and headed to the pool, he stripped his clothes in a flash as always, he had no shame with being nude, something I envied and had to admit enjoyed seeing…as sinful as it was. I changed quickly, trying to cover my parts out of habit, pretty sure there was nothing on me he wanted to see. Sammy could get any girl he wanted, he seemed oblivious to it but everywhere he went heads turned, and as I was beginning to understand, not all of them female.
He jumped into the water and came up for air, every muscle on his body glowing with definition. His eight pack was just insane, with the speedo I could see the last part of his tan line from summer, though it was fading fast. As always, his bulge filled the nylon entirely, leaning to the left. He was completely soft and yet it looked larger than most guys hard as a rock.
I looked away quickly.
We spent the rest of the afternoon practicing, he was good, really good. It was obvious he was an athlete, not just from his physique but from the way he picked up the new sport. It had been a little more than a week and he was already better than a couple of guys on the team who had been playing a year or more.
When it got dark, we went inside, I let him use my shower first to rinse off, which gave me time to stash his underwear between my mattresses, so they won't be found. He came out wet, white towel wrapped around his slim waist, looking like a model!
"I left you some hot water," he said with a grin.
I just nodded and ran into the bathroom before I started drooling.
My thing wouldn't go down the whole shower, the image of him naked was burned into my mind like looking at the sun and I couldn't stop thinking about it. I refused to touch myself, I had fight the urge, I was better than this…I prayed under the water and then got out and dried off.
I walked out and almost lost it.
Sammy was on my bed, only in his boxer briefs, looking at something on his phone. It was something out of a dream, the bulge in his shorts was obscene, he was completely unaware of just how insanely hot he was. He realized I was looking and he glanced up at me and smiled, "Sorry, got a text."
I shook my head and looked away, "It's cool," I said grabbing some clothes, "You hungry?"
"For food?" he asked.
I looked over at him, not sure what he was talking about.
He laughed, "Yeah starving!"
"Um, you might want to put clothes on."
He laughed, "Shit, sorry, am used to just wearing this at home." He pulled some jeans on and a t shirt as I tried not to imagine him walking around his house in just underwear…
We went downstairs where my dad was putting down plates for the pizza, he had ordered us. Sammy was the first person I had ever asked to spend the night, so he said we were going all out. He saw us come down and smiled, "Hey guys, hope you're hungry!"
I looked over at Sammy who was just staring at my dad with an odd look, "Famished sir," he said finally.
I didn't think much of it as we began to eat.
Sammy
Holy fuck I did not know his dad was this hot!
I mean I'd seen pics of him before but in person…Jesus Christ what a hunk. While they explained that the brother was out at a church mixer, I watched the dad's bicep move as he ate…oh yeah…I think this just got a lot more fun.
Sean
Sammy spent most of dinner chatting up my dad, asking him a million questions about his gym and everything. Like everyone else in the world, my dad was quickly taken in by his charm and was talking with him like they were old friends. When the pizza was done we headed back to my room, dad told us he was crashing early cause he had an early morning Crossfit class so if we could keep it down.
"Your dad is a cool guy," he said once we were alone, "He looks super young to have two kids."
"Yeah, my mom and him got married senior year…" my voice trailed off, I didn't like talking about my mom much.
He came over and put an arm around my shoulder, "It's cool man, I get it."
It was such a kind gesture, and he was so close to me…I felt my body react…
"So, what do you want to do?" I asked standing up quickly.
"You still hungry?" he asked with a smile.
I shrugged, "Kinda."
He reached into his bag and pulled out a Tupperware case and opened it, inside where some chocolate brownies.
"Whoa," I said, "Where did you get those?"
"You know the guys down the street, the rugby guys?" I nodded. "They made a bunch of these for a fund raiser and gave me some, here try one."
They looked amazing, I took one and bit into it. It had a funky taste but was super good. "What is that?" I asked about the taste.
He bit into his, "Oh they make it all organic and shit, for health."
I nodded and finished mine, he handed me another and I took it gratefully. During the season I didn't eat many sweets, so off season I had a wicked sweet tooth. I devoured the second one while Sammy was on his first one. He had a ring of chocolate around his mouth, and I had the strongest urge to lean over and lick it clean…
"Um, wow…" I said feeling a little dizzy, "Sugar rush…"
He laughed, "I know right? Here…" he handed me one of the Pepsis and I downed it, not caring about sugar at all.
After the brownies were gone and many drinks had we laid on my bed, looking up at my ceiling. I had never felt so happy before in my life. He rolled over and looked at me, "So, we gonna do it?"
I looked over at him and was struck at how insanely good looking he was, "I'll do anything," slipped out of my mouth before I could stop.
He jumped up, "Sweet! You wanna go first?"
I sat up much slower, "Huh?"
He pulled a few things out of his bag and held up a razor, "You want me to shave you first?"
My eyes got wide, "Shave?" why was I so confused?
He nodded, "You said we would have to shave before tryouts, so I brought the stuff. You want to shave me first?"
The thought of Sammy, naked, on my bed as I applied lotion…
"NO!" I snapped.
"Ok, you go first," he said, "I'll grab a towel."
He got up and went into the bathroom as I sat there, what did I just agree to?
He came back out and laid out a towel on my bed, "Come on, get undressed."
I nodded and stood up, screaming at myself that this was a mistake, but what could I do? If I said no it would be weird and he'd ask questions…
I took my shirt off and then stepped out of my sweats and moved to the bed.
"Whoa," he said, "Take the underwear off or they're gonna get wrecked. It's cool man, we're both guys."
I slipped my underwear off thinking, that was exactly what I was afraid of. I laid face down on the bed and prayed to God to give me control…
I felt him get on the bed and closed my eyes. He started on my calves, covering them with shaving cream and then taking the razor slowly down my muscles. For some reason the feeling was incredible, and I had to stop myself from squirming…why was everything funny all of a sudden? It was like my head was just floating above my body…
He moved to the other calf, and I was so relaxed…
"Not bad," he said as he worked, "You've shaved recently huh?"
I nodded, "Habit."
He finished quickly and then moved up to my thighs, I felt the cream and sighed, god that felt good…
Once he was done with that he said, "Ok spread your legs some."
I did as he said, almost falling asleep. His hands moved over my ass and I almost began to purr before I realized what he was doing, "Wha?" I asked.
He chuckled, "Dude, you ass is hairy as shit, hold still."
"But…" I tried to focus, "Don't need that for swimming…"
"I know man, but seriously. You should see it; you need some work."
I wanted to protest but his hands felt so good and then he started to shave, and I just laid there and let him. "You have a great ass," he said softly as he worked, "Just need to show it off some…"
"Thanks…" I answered in a daze…my thing was rock hard now…oh god!
He spread my cheeks and shaved up the crack and I felt my hips raise a little as I bit my bottom lip from moaning. He really got in there and the whole time I felt my thing leaking under me…
He stopped and slapped a cheek, "Ok turn over."
"WHAT?" I almost screamed.
He laughed, "Dude shhh…you'll wake your dad. Turn over so I can do the other side."
"Um…" I stammered, "It's cool…"
"Dude come on, turn over so I can finish."
"But…I mean…"
He grabbed my hips and turned me over, "Stop stalling…"
I flipped over and my dick slapped up against my abs…I was horrified.
I waited for him to say something, but instead I felt him put shaving cream on the front of my calves and start to shave. I just laid there, eyes clenched shut, horrified I was sporting wood like this. But as he worked it just got worse, he moved up my thighs and my bottom lip was numb from biting it. He moved between my thighs and spread them and worked up the side slowly, making my whole body shake.
Then he moved his thighs under mine and lifted my hips up…
And then he grabbed my balls!
My head shot up as he covered them with cream, "What are you doing?"
He paused and looked up, "Your balls are as bad as your ass, what's up man? You guys don't do this on the swim team?" I shook my head violently. He shrugged, "The baseball team does all the time, no way to do this by yourself." He said going back to my balls. I groaned as he covered my sac and then grabbed the razor, "Don't move…"
I heard myself whimper as the blade moved up my balls, oh my god it felt so fucking good! Why did it feel so good? He deftly shaved it, moving each ball out of the way as he worked, then he moved down, lifting my legs up and began to shave my taint.
"Oh…" I gasped…
"Almost…" he said, running the blade up a strip of flesh no one had ever touched before…
I opened my eyes and saw my legs spread over my legs, Sammy Parker between them…lord this felt so right…
He finished and my legs wrapped around his waist as he scooted up, "Last part…"
He grabbed my dick and my hips moved up as I moaned, he pulled it down some and put cream on my pubes. He held my dick still as he shaved me; I could feel myself leaking into his palm, but he said nothing. I was quivering as he worked, resisting the urge to push my cock up into his hand, making him jerk me off…
Oh god I was sinning!
"And done!" he said letting my thing go. I collapsed back on to the bed, out of breath, "Ok turn over and let me put some lotion on."
I rolled over in a daze, so close to cumming it wasn't funny.
Once I was settled, he began to spread baby oil up and down my legs…and man did that feel good. He moved up to my thighs and then over my ass, kneading my buns and spreading them, I felt him pour some in my crack and I swear I could feel it slip in my hole…
"Shit," he said, his hand stopping.
"Huh?" I asked, barely able to raise my had I was so relaxed.
"Some hair fell…"
"Where?"
"I got it," he said before I felt his finger touch my hole.
"No…" gasped, feeling his fingertip touch my most private spot.
"Stop moving," he said, digging it in more, "You're making it worse…"
I felt his fingertip stretch my hole and I gripped my sheets, "Sammy…" I whined.
"If it gets up in there it can get infected," he warned me, pushing more and more…I felt my hole struggle to keep him out, but I was too turned on and too relaxed and I felt his finger push into me…
My cock almost exploded!
"Fuck," he growled, wiggling it around, making my whole-body shake.
"Oh…oh god…" I panted, feeling him in me, making my ass feel things…bad things…
He slipped his finger out and I let out a relieved sigh.
"Gonna have to try something else," he said.
Before I could ask what, I felt his hands push my cheeks apart and his tongue plunged into my virgin hole with a vengeance. I arched my back as I felt my mind just snap as I felt him push into me… His tongue had to be as big as his cock as he filled my hole entirely in one push…a small squeak escaping my mouth as I felt nothing but pleasure.
I never dreamed anything could feel like this as his hands gripped my waist and held me still as he probed me slowly, nudging me in a way that had to be a sin…but oh my god…
As he kept digging deeper I felt more and more pleasure…my eyes rolling back into my head as I began to unravel and just surrender…I knew this was bad, was sinful but fuck me…it was so hot! I began gasping his name as I pushed back onto his face, I didn't want to do this, I knew I shouldn't, but my body didn't care. As I pushed back my cock slid against my bed and I lost it as I grinded back, fucking myself on his tongue without abandon.
His hands were on my ass cheeks, holding them as wide as he could as I pushed back onto his tongue, feeling it slide in and out of my tiny, jock hole, each inch making me lose it more and more until I was on my knees, begging for more.
"Sammy…oh god…" I said, one hand reaching back and pushing his head deeper into my hole, "Oh yeah…" I whined, "More…please…"
He couldn't answer be he dug in harder, making me shudder as I felt my cock pulse with ecstasy. I had surrendered all hope that this was just a misunderstanding, I was literally pushing back onto his face while my hand shoved his face harder into my ass. I was desperate for more…so much more…
His tongue seemed impossibly long, it felt like it filled my ass entirely. Like a wet, warm cock it fucked me as I felt my cock spit out precum all over my bed…I moaned like a whore, like a common, sinful whore wanting more in me while I cried for forgiveness.
His tongue slipped out of my ass, and I literally cried out as I looked behind me in shock. He got to his knees behind me and smiled, "I can get it…" and two fingers slid up my spit-soaked hole.
"Oh god…" I gasped as he put one arm around my chest to keep me still as his other hand began to stab into me, his fingers fucking my wanting hole without pause. At first it felt uncomfortable, and I was about to tell him to stop when his fingertips crooked upwards and brushed something…
"FUCK!" I barked as something in my ass exploded and flashes of light danced in front of my eyes.
"Your dad…" he whispered in my ear as he kept stabbing that spot, making me melt under his touch, and just like that I was pushing back onto his hand. "Yeah, that's it," he whispered again, "Push back, I almost got it…"
I nodded, not even knowing what I was doing anymore. I pushed back onto his fingers hard, the electrical shock in my ass like a small orgasm in itself, driving me insane.
"You want more?" he asked and I nodded, sweat falling from my forehead.
He pulled his fingers out and now three shoved their way in and I whimpered at the immediate discomfort until he hit that spot again.
"Sammy…" I moaned, slamming my hips back on his hand hard, my cock slapping my abs with each impact.
"Come on Sean…harder…almost there…"
"Oh…oh…" I gasped, I reached back and pulled his head closer, and I felt his lips on my neck. He lightly began to nibble on my neck and I sighed as I moved my head to give me free access. He bit my neck as he fingered me, my ass slapping back onto his hand hard, I was desperate for more…so much more…
His mouth was on my ear, "You close?" I nodded. His tongue traced around the edge of my ear and then finally licked into it, another moan escaping from my mouth as all I knew was pleasure.
My hips were a blur as I fucked myself on his fingers, God it wasn't enough…I wanted more…
I felt a hand grip my cock and I bit my bottom lip as he began to jerk me off.
"Come on Sean…let go…"
I moved my hips between his two hands, one in my ass, other on my cock and I knew nothing but pleasure. My arms were above my head, keeping his head close as I writhed like a common slut…
Just like a slut.
He began to push harder with his fingers as he sped up and I knew it was over.
"Sam…Sammy…" I panted, unable to actually form a word…
"Almost got it!" he said as my cock throbbed once…twice…
An aborted sound came out of my throat as my cock exploded as cum sprayed all over my bed. My ass clenched down on his fingers as he kept fingerfucking me, making my orgasm even harder. My whole body shook as I came again and again and again. I had never seen so much cum in my life as I pushed back onto his fingers…wanting to be fucked harder with each passing second…
I stopped shaking as he held me up, he slid his fingers out of me, making me gasp.
"Got it," he said, wiping his fingers off on the towel, "Feel better?"
I nodded, leaning back into his body…never feeling so happy in my life.
His mouth was at my ear again, "Have fun?"
I nodded again, smiling as I leaned into his face.
"So my turn?"
And I froze.
I got up in a blur, not even caring I was naked with a dripping dick. What had I done? Oh god…this was…I had…
"What?" he asked confused.
I turned around and ran into my bathroom, slamming the door and locking it.
I sat down against the door, trying to banish these thoughts from my head and failing…
What had I done?