Author: H. Rattler
Title: Ten Years of Trying
Keywords: Mmm mast voy

01 - CHAPTER ONE - NIK'S BROTHER

I was nine years old, heading down the fifth floor corridor of my apartment block to Nik's house. Nik was
four years old and today I had the unenviable duty of babysitting him. I cherished the silence for one last
moment before knocking on the letterbox. I could already hear Nik shouting from inside, his parents
usually left him on his own expecting me to turn up within an hour of their departure. Suddenly the door
opened, and there was the frighteningly tall figure of Nik's eighteen year old big brother, Richard.

"Come in." said Rich, his deep voice giving me a scare. He was wearing a tee shirt and boxers, basically
underwear. I'd heard things about Rich that I couldn't make sense of, but I figured he was leaving soon so 
I didn't think anything more of it and headed inside.

"Howie!" Nik shouted, running around me in circles. Richard shook his head at me and leant down to pick
Nik up, lifting him into his arms. Nik quietened down quickly and turned to face me, waving.

"You guys are up in my room today, I'm looking after both of you." said Rich. I was disappointed, to put it 
mildly. Nik and I always played games together, so I wondered how this would change our day.

Richard's room was a classic teenagers room, not that I'd know at that age. A strong smell pervaded all the
others, one I hadn't smelt before. Nik held his nose until Richard noticed, digging him in the ribs with his 
knuckles. Nik went into a sulk and wriggled out of Rich's grasp, running to stand behind me, blowing
raspberries at his brother from under my arm.

"Ricky dicky!" Nik said, pointing between Richard's legs. Rich looked at me and grinned.

"Close the door." he said, gesturing at the bedroom door behind me. I nervously closed the door, wondering
what exactly 'Ricky Dicky' was. I had some idea it was going to be something to do with dicks. Rich 
crouched down and gestured for us both to come closer. We both knelt either side of him as he brought out
a scruffy looking towel and laid it infront of him. Then he reached inside the slit in his boxers and took out a
big circumcized dick with a huge red head.

"Ricky Dicky!" Nik giggled excitedly. Now I understood what that meant. Rich smirked and handled the 
heavy looking tube of flesh. The head was so red and big, and as he handled his dick it began to get even
longer.

"It's getting really big." I said, not sure what else to say.

"Yep, keep watching." Rich said, beginning to stroke his hand back and forth along the thickening shaft. 
Soon he was fully erect, his shaft thick and veiny with pronounced ridges. The head was bulging and 
looked raw. I thought it looked painful. He started to pump his fist along the entire length.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"No it feels really good." said Rich. I looked at the thick pole infront of me and wondered if mine would
end up looking that scary.

"Cum!" said Nik. I looked at Rich with puzzlement and he caught my question.

"I'm gonna start squirting cum out of my dick." explained Rich. I had heard about it but never seen it in
person. Rich continued to pump his fist. It looked like it took a lot of concentration.

"I'm gonna cum, so get ready." Rich's fist pumped faster as he sortof shook and flinched, his eyes closed.

"Thads weird." said Nik, his blocked nose making his breathing loud and his voice stuffy. He pointed at a thin
strand of precum hanging off of the glans. Rich's breathing got a bit faster and he was blushing a little. I 
suddenly felt like I shouldn't be there.

"I'm cummin'!" he said with a strained urgency that surprised me and scared me a little. He bent forwards and 
seemed to be pushing something out of him, pumping his fist slower and with more force.

Suddenly, thick white lines flew out of his bulging glans. It was shocking at first, then exciting. Each shot flew
out with a slight spurting noise, like a soft smack. Fast ropes of the alien fluid, sticky and stringy, laid bright
stripes on the dark towel. His grunts sounded heavy and serious. This was really happening. I was
embarrassed to be seeing this with Nik.

"Eww!" Nik freaked, surprising me further and hiding behind me.

I stayed put and watched the rest of it spurt out, a curious crunching in my gut. Thick cum was seeping out
of the slit in his cockhead as he squeezed the last of it out and panted, slouching back against the bed.

"There.. what you think?" said Richard.

"Nasty!" Nik said, making his disgusted chuckle-gurgle and tugging at the back of my tee shirt for whatever
reason.

"Cool." I said with interest.

Nik's brother laughed and patted me on the shoulder, saying a bunch of things that I missed. I couldn't help
but stare at his cock as it softened, so my attention was somewhat limited.

"Yeh it goes back down after you cum." I heard him say. The thick pink tube was still pretty big to me, and
I could see cum still leaking from the tip. He gave it a few more tugs before folding it neatly back inside his 
boxer shorts.
"You guys wants a McDonalds?" he said. My gaze had moved to the stripes of cum on the towel infront of 
me.

"Yeah!" Nik shouted, instantly forgetting his disgust. I loved that about younger kids, how they could be 
distracted from things so easily. He ran downstairs, leaving Richard and I in a strange silence.

"You liked that huh?" Rich asked. I nodded and fiddled with the corner of the towel closest to me. He then 
leant forward and put his arm around me. I suddenly felt his warmth and his breath very close to me. It was 
a strange sort of intimidation, not entirely unsafe. His other arm took my hand and led it to his boxers. I 
flinched at first, but he gave me a reassuring chuckle which relaxed me enough to let him take my hand 
the rest of the way.

"Here quick, play with it." He said, pressing my hand against his package. I felt the softness and warmth 
of his cock through the cotton boxers. Then I felt a growing tension against my hand as his cock began to 
swell slightly, pushing against the material.

"Yeh ok." I said, barely thinking straight. He was peering round to see if his brother was within range to 
see or hear what he was doing. When the coast was clear he took his arm from around me and unfurled 
his now swollen cock. I swallowed hard, my mouth and throat dry from anticipation and excitement. I 
clasped my hand around the shaft and felt the hot heat of his flesh. It swelled up immediately, the head 
flushing darker red and swelling along with the shaft. Within seconds his length had doubled and he was 
fully engorged. Veins and ridges everywhere, I was holding his erection in my hands and it was 
unbelievable.

"Try it out, move your hand on it like I did." he said, seemingly out of breath. I did as he asked, pumping 
my hand up and down his shaft, just below the head as he'd shown me. He threw his head back, 
seemingly tired all of a sudden. I hesitated when I noticed this, but then his hand grabbed my wrist and 
moved me in the right direction. I could feel the ridges under the skin, the difference in the skin from soft 
to erect. This huge cock infront of me was in my control. I continued to jack him off, watching beads of 
precum well up from his slit, trickling loosely down onto the towel. I looked at his previous mess of cum 
and wondered when he would shoot another.

"If my bro comes back, take your hand away okay?" his tone was suddenly serious. I had no choice but 
to nod yes. He immediately relaxed again and started sighing and clearing his throat, whispering 'yeah' 
and 'keep going'. His affirmations made me more confident, and this sped up my rhythm. He immediately 
responded, sitting upright and grabbing my shoulder. My forearm was a little achey but I kept pumping 
my hand over his shaft, brushing up against the base of his huge head with each stroke. His cockhead 
seemed as big as my fist, and as I watched closer I saw slick strands of precum still attached to the slit, 
leading straight down to the towel. His cock felt a little softer right as he started to grab my shoulder 
harder. I winced and kept pumping my fist as I felt him swell in my hand. I watched with wide eyes as his 
throbbing flesh spewed out a straight white line, missing the towel completely and thudding heavily on the 
bedroom door. Several more spurts flew out as I stopped jacking and stared at the mess. I could feel 
every pulse, it was fantastic. His grip on my shoulder weakened and he slouched back, his cock slipping 
out of my slackened grip, leaving a streak of sticky cum across my palm. I looked down at it and didn't 
quite know what to do. It was warm at first but cooled very quickly.

"Keep an eye out for him ok?" said Rich with a familiarly serious tone. I nodded and peered down the 
stairs, but there was still no sign of him, just noise from the TV in the kitchen.
"That was great, thanks." said Rich, patting me on the shoulder. He had thanked me! It was a very 
rewarding feeling, to know I had wanked him and made him cum. I wanted to do it again and hoped he 
would ask me later. I looked down at the slick, shiny wetness in my palm and smiled as if I'd just won 
something.

"Hey fold up that towel and put it in the basket will you?" said Rich as he cleaned up the door with a 
tissue. I took the towel and slowly folded it, watching the cummy mess as I moved it. Strands came 
unstuck and wobbled like crazy glue as I folded the towel up. I pressed the two halves together and 
watched cum ooze out of the side. The smell was strange, like a swimming pool but with a warmer, 
sweaty air to it. The basket in the corner of the bedroom had plenty of things that smelt the same, 
especially his socks. I had heard he used them to cum in, but until now the reality of it hadn't hit me.

Nik came bounding up the stairs just as I dropped the towel into the basket. It gave me such a fright 
that I couldn't move.

"Bro come on!" shouted Nik, excited about going to McDonalds. I gave Rich a look and he threw me 
one back that said 'Let's go', so away we went.