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Subject: {ASSM} St. Brother's Surprise -- 2   (t/t, spank, shave, sex)
Date: Fri, 17 Oct 2003 18:10:05 -0400
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St. Brother's Surprise -- 2   (t/t, spank, shave, sex)

The following story is fiction.  It contain scenes of teen/teen
spankings, shaving and consensual sex.  If such subjects are offensive,
uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.  Of
course, one should practice safe sex more carefully than my fictional
characters.  BTW, in part one I messed up the older boy's name calling
him Ted rather than Tim at the beginning.  Sorry.

This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited
without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if
complete including the copyright notice.

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions.  E-mail: YLeeCoyote@mail.com


Brother's Surprise -- 2
By
Y. Lee Coyote

I was one very confused young man then.  I just did not feel that I was
equipped to take charge of my older brother.  Sure, I could be _in
charge_, spank him and take a dominant role in sex play but I knew that
there must be more to this.  The same way that the history I was now
getting in high school (or referred to in the news reports that dad
listened to) was not the same simplistic story that I got in the lower
grades.  I already knew that I liked all of this and it had a nice side
effect -- Tim was far nicer to me now than ever before.  But I had
tasted POWER and wanted more.  I had been the _little brother_ for all
my life and was certain that it would be nicer to be the
_brother_in_charge_ rather then the one taking the orders.

I started to do some research.  The Internet is a wonderful resource and
with a search engine one can find all sorts of stuff.  I was over
whelmed when I started.  What can one do with more than 100,000 hits?  I
started to read a few and learnt the words I needed to describe things.
Even my general vocabulary improved which did not hurt my grades any.
With my increased vocabulary, I could refine my searches and find what I
wanted to know.  Like Frodo and Kim I had a quest.

Of course, I did not ignore my brother.  Even in my ignorance I still
wanted to play as we had when our parents were away.  When they were out
for a couple of hours we played.  It was not very original right then.
Generally, I would just do my very best to sound authoritative and
demand to see Timmy's homework or check that he had done some chore or
other.  I had to cue him a little the first time but not afterwards.  Of
course, he was always found wanting and in need of immediate CP.  It
must have been beginner's luck that first time that I undressed him as
if he was a little boy because we both liked that a great deal.  As I
removed his clothes we both changed -- I grew as he shrank.  By the time
I got him naked, he felt like a powerless, naughty little boy and I a
powerful, potent disciplinarian.  At the beginning I did not know how it
was working or even these words but we both could feel it and that was
what important.  (I bet you don't know how your PC or even your
automobile works.)  At first I just took him over my lap and spanked him
by hand or with the hairbrush.  Soon I learnt to use a short strap to
turn him into a penitent, docile and obedient little boy.

That was most necessary because than he would enthusiastically go down
on me.  He learnt to be a great cock sucker which was the really big
secret we kept from the world.  Sometimes I would allow him to jerk off
and other times not.  It was not so important which happened but that I
was in charge and he obeyed me.  He must have liked it because he never
tried to stop it.

One thing truly puzzled me -- that he never ever complained about not
having pubes.  Even in my freshman class, guys got teased about not
having them and he was a junior.  It had been a couple of years before
this that he had boasted about his big bush while I was still hairless.
I decided that I would keep him smooth because I liked him that way.  I
quickly learnt to like the quick look I got of his bald pubis when we
got dressed in the morning.  It gave me a charge for the day.  I wonder
if he had not teased me about that if I would have let him keep his
pubes.

We almost always could have a quick bit of play every day and I noticed
that his pubes were growing back.  Not nice at all, IMHO.  A couple of
days before the folks were going to be out for the evening, I did not
let him jerk off.  Instead I promised him that I would do it -- if he
was a very good boy.  If he had been a dog, he would have wrecked the
room with his tail.

The folks went out and we were alone.  Timmy came to me with his heavy
belt and spoke.  "Sir, I regret to report that I was late to school
today."  He hesitated a bit.  "Please punish me."

I took the belt and said: "That was naughty but I shall soon teach you
to be punctual."  I slowly stripped him telling him that he was a bad
boy.  We were both half hard by the time I pulled him over my lap for
his warm up spanking.  I really loved see my hand prints showing.  Then
I made him bend over the bed and used the strap.

After the first one he surprised me by saying: "Thank you, sir; may I
have another."

I was up to the eighth cut; the eighth hard cut, he left out the second
part and was promising to be good.  "On the bed, boy."  I ordered.  Of
course he complied and I tied him down.  I started to play with his cock
covering it along with his short pubes with shaving cream.  He was
really enjoying how I was playing with him so that the razor did its
work without him even realizing that it was happening.  I then slowly
made sure that he exploded.

I did not forget about my own needs at all and then had him suck me off
while stilled tied.  He thanked me profusely after that so I knew that I
was on the right course.

In my research on the web not only did I find articles of various
complexity (many that I could not understand) but two other sorts of
things -- some _how to_ stuff and stories.  (Need I mention the zillions
of porn sites.)  I must admit that a lot of those really turned me on
and gave me ideas.  Some were positively scarey and complete turnoffs.

Then I got a brainstorm!  What fuck was Tim reading?  I checked out his
history file and his bookmarks.  First, he did not seem to have looked
at the serious stuff like I had.  That was probably good since it meant
I might be understanding things better.  Second, he did not read the
_how to_ stuff either.  He was strictly reading stories and looking at
pictures.  Perhaps the two best indicators were Jimka and Nifty.  The
former is a M/M spanking site and he had looked at pretty much every
story although he had some favorite authors.  Nifty was even more
precise with its classification system.  Almost everything he read was
from gay/authoritarian group.  The multi-part stories with youth/youth
domination were always completely read where adult/youth stuff were not.
That was the only sort he saved.

Yeah, there was that intellectual side of me but the was also the animal
side.  To put it simply I loved dominating my brother -- spanking him
and getting off especially.  What I quickly began to notice was that his
ass; his callipygous ass; his red callipygous ass was very attractive.
Just like a lot of those that I saw in school.  I decided that I was
going to fuck it the next time.  Timmy never objected to anything I did
so I decided to risk it all.  I certainly was not sure of his limits and
I suspected that neither was he.

The next time I reviewed his school work, I told him that a 92 % grade
was not satisfactory (I had trouble keeping a straight face doing that)
and that he would be spanked to encourage him to work harder and more
diligently.  I was particularly hard with anticipation as I stripped and
lectured him prior to the over the knee spanking.  I spanked with a will
getting his butt a nice even pink.  Then it was time for the belt.  I
had him bend over the bed and gave him six of the best.  As he usually
did he thanked me for each one and asked for another.  After the sixth,
I ordered him on the bed and tied his wrists to the frame.  He was
already use to this and was smiling in anticipation that I was going to
jerk him off.

I surprised him then.  I quickly stripped (quickly because I just had a
T-shirt and jeans on in anticipation), grabbed the lube and got between
his legs.  I lubed up both of our cocks and then started on his asshole.
I got his legs up and was playing with his hairless cock and working my
fingers in his ass.  He was enjoying it.  I shifted forward and removed
my fingers from his hole and slowly pushed my iron rod in instead.  He
was smiling all the time at all the nice feelings I was giving him.
Then I held on to his legs and began to fuck him.  I liked this hot hole
even more than his other one.  It was hotter and deeper and tighter.  He
liked it also since I could see his cock leaking lot of pre-cum.

Then I was really surprised.  He came.  Actually he exploded without his
cock being touched!  It was just like in the stories.  And that drove me
over the edge and I also exploded -- spurting and spurting.  It
certainly helped my ego to know that I was not a virgin and that I had
taken my big brother's cherry.  I collapsed on him.  Then we showered
together for we were sweaty, covered with cum and lube.  In the shower,
I had him suck me off.

* * * * * * * *

This had been going on for several months and I was really feeling great
about it but I could not but wonder if Tim was also happy about it.
He's my brother who I love and I would not want to hurt him just for a
few fucks.  The next chance we got to be alone I told him to strip as I
did the same.  Then we sat in the middle of  my bed facing each other --
our knees were touching, our cocks hard and looking into each other's
eyes.  I extended my left hand with my pinky out and he gripped it.  We
automatically and immediately moved into our special blood brother space
-- where half truths and evasions were prohibited; where only truth was
allowed.

Then I asked: "Are you happy with what we're doing?"  I rubbed his bald
pubis and, a few seconds later, he was stroking my bush in return.

"Yes, sir." he said quietly and firmly and without any hesitation.  "Are
you?"

"Very much and I want to continue."  He beamed like he had a vision of
an angel.  I leaned forward and gave him a kiss.  "And we shall, Timmy.
Do you know where you want to go?  Not go?"

"Where you take me, sir."

"You know this will stay smooth so that you be constantly reminded that
you are my boy." I said as I caressed his pubis.

"Yes, sir." he smiled.

"I want you to have a safe word."

"Safe word?" he queried. 

Most stories don't talk about them and he really had not read about
top/bottom and the like.  "Yes, a word that you can use to let me know
so I don't go too fast or the wrong way for you.  A word that will stop
or slow me down.  An uncommon word that you only use if I exceed your
limits.  A word that I'll react to even when I'm ignoring your role
playing complaints.  An escape word."

"'Kiwi'."

"'Kiwi once to slow down and twice to stop whatever."

"Yes, sir."

I leaned back and released his pinky.  I had my contract.  "Suck, boy."
I commanded.  And he did until I exploded several times.

After that we lay spooned together until my cock slipped deep into his
hole for the night.

* * * * * * * *

That talk did a lot of good.  I now knew what Timmy wanted and decided
that I would give it to him as best as I could.  After all isn't that
what brotherly love is about.  OK, of course, I enjoyed doing it but
there nothing wrong with win-win deal.

The stories, particularly on Jimka, were often from British guys or set
there and made me yearn for living there back in the 70's.  Then there
was a sure fire way to make a guy feel like a little kid and that was to
make him wear school-shorts when his classmates were wearing long
trousers.  Well, that sure would not work here especially when so many
men chose to wear shorts.  But there is something close and more private
-- underwear.  Boxers style underpants are now very in and only little
boys wear briefs.  I decided to get Timmy a present.

The next day I went to the mall and was most successful.  It was almost
like hitting the jackpot for there were lots of briefs and the right
size for Timmy.  Best of all I did not have to get a designer name which
even made them even more juvenile.  Timmy would soon be wearing generic
tighty-whities like little boys wear.

It was a Saturday morning that I gave them to him.  "I got you some nice
new underwear, Timmy.  This is the proper dress for little, hairless boy
like you."

"Gosh, Scot, everyone is wearing boxers.  The other guys will laugh at
me."

I sat on the bed and yanked him over my lap.  I yanked down his pj's and
began to spank him hard.  After I got his butt nice and red, I switched
to the hairbrush to let him have it.

After a bit, he begged me to stop but, of course, I continued and then
he let himself go.  He started to cry a little and promised to be a good
boy and do as he was told.  I stopped spanking him with the hairbrush
and switched back to my hand.  Now it was just a light spanking as I
lectured him about being a good little boy.  I took him into the
bathroom and washed his face.

Back in the bedroom, I helped him to dress pausing to tell him how nice
he looked in his spanking new boy briefs.  As we had breakfast I told
him he was allowed to wear his grown up boxers on gym days so the nasty
boys at school would not tease him.  He thanked me a lot but he was not
sure of what to do.

In the afternoon, I took Timmy to the movies.  

As a special treat as we approached the box office, I asked Timmy if he
would like to act like a big boy and buy our tickets.  He
enthusiastically said yes so I handed him the money.  Inside, I told him
go pee-pee so that he wouldn't have to during the show and particularly
not wet his nice new boy briefs.  I only allowed him to have a small
soda (I had a large) and we shared the popcorn.  We ate out and then
went home.

I gave him his bath.  That was fun since we had lots of time to fool
around.  I took the opportunity to shave his pubes super close since it
was well soaked.  I dried him and put him in his pj's.  I then took my
shower and put on a pair of grown up boxer.  He sat on my lap while we
watched TV.  When it was Timmy's bedtime, I asked him if his conscious
was clear.  Like all little boys, he immediately said "Yes, sir."

"That's my good boy.  But you better be sure because if I hear of
something next week that you should have confessed, you'll get two
spankings."  He looked away like a naughty little boy with a secret.  I
just hugged him and gave him time.  Soon, he confessed that he had been
sassy to his teacher and lost the note she sent home.

I took him upstairs and lectured him a little and took him over my lap
for a spanking.  I spanked him for a long time although not very hard.
And then he knelt between my legs and gave me a most wonderful blowjob
We then cuddled up together and later I fucked him.

It was a great day.

The End

(c)  Copyright A.I.L.  October 16, 2003

Y.

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