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o This part of my collection offers a very wide variety of o
o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o
o world. Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no o
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o be typed therefore I don’t type things myself." I think it’s o
o a lot more fun to browse around and find 'little' surprises o
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Ray (teens, gay)
by Anonymous Author - 1996 -
***
Ray sat on his bed, looking out his window at the sunset. He had some
quiet music on the radio, and slowly a tear appeared in his eye. He
was thinking about dudes. He could see a hundred guys in one room
right now, all with lots of things in common, talking, shaking hands
and discussing things like what they liked about each other. It was
one of Ray's deep fantasies, all these guys seemed to be discussing
what they had in their pants. Right now, Ray could only wish that
half of it were real.
Ray was thirteen. He was a little upset because his day at school had
not been super.
His older brother, Billy, came in and slid his fingers through Ray's
light blonde hair. "Wassup, sport?" chanted Billy, who would be
sixteen next month.
Ray covered his face. He didn't want Billy to see him like this.
"Billy wouldn't understand any of this," Ray thought. "Besides, it's
silly.." the pressure had built up so much on Ray's face that it had
turned red. He got up off his bed as his brother sat on his own bed,
facing Ray's, and removed his socks and shoes.
"Who busted HIS bubble?" muttered Billy, under his breath.
Ray went into the bathroom quickly, closing the door behind him. He
looked at his face in the mirror. He looked down at his small form;
he suddenly realized that his dick was hard. "It must have been
thinking about that ambition, that dream," he thought. "Go down,
that's it, go down you... faggot," he said, seeming to direct his
words angrily more to his penis than himself. He stripped off his
clothing now, and started to just merely wash his face off in the
sink. "No," he thought, as his hand reached for the faucet and
declined. "I'll take a shower."
Ray was what many would consider to be a cute young boy, growing now
in so many ways. His blonde, almost towheaded hair was cut in bangs
in front and hung down in a rather long tail in back which he was
very fond of, and very fond of keeping, even so often as his mother
had threatened to cut it off. Still, she left him be.
The warm water felt good to Ray. He stood in there several minutes,
letting the water just roll off his body after he had thoroughly
soaped and washed off. He looked down at his body again now, and
slowly ran his hand down his chest, stomach, slapped his hand on his
navel, and continued down past the small patch of hair he had around
his groin. His hand got to his penis again, and found it again
stiffening to the rubbing of his own soft hands over his beautiful
young body. Soon this boy would be a man, and somehow he felt that.
He wanted to enjoy his body as much as he could.
Still, he was afraid to jack off around his brother, Billy. Billy was
rather strange sometimes and spent a lot of his time out riding his
bicycle. Just last night he was complaining because his back tire was
as flat as a pancake. It had been repaired several times and now he
would have to get a new tube; but consequently he had no money with
which to get one, nor would his parents loan him the money. So they
had a nice lengthy argument, which Ray could hear well even through
his closed door and music blaring.
Ray rubbed his stiffening dick about three times, not really in the
mood to do anything with it, and went even further down to his balls.
He played with them for a moment, feeling the small hairs that were
on them and suddenly a smile came across his lips as he realized how
good it was just to feel them without worrying about his brother
finding out. He just knew that if Billy found out, all hell would
break loose. Billy always seemed like the big, tough, macho type that
would bully anyone around. But, as Ray reached back now to hang his
washcloth on the bar behind him, inside the shower, he nearly
screamed. There was Billy, nude, in the shower with him! Oh no!
"Feel better now?" Billy said. This was one of the only times that
Billy had seen Ray naked. The other times were when he was simply
changing clothes, and Ray would always put a hustle on doing that
when he saw Billy show. He knew that Billy had a reputation of making
fun of people, and finding fault if the least possibility of finding
it were there. He was, as some might say, "critical", to a certain
extent. There are those that might say that he might have some
growing up of his own to do.
Maybe, that was, until this moment.
"Wait," Ray thought, all in a blur. "Billy is nude. I've never seen
him nude like this before!" and, Billy also had a hard dick.
Billy cut off the water for Ray and reached out and got a towel and
dried his brother off. One thing that struck Ray was the fact that he
had about $50 that he had saved from last Christmas, in a book in hi
closet, among other money. The thing that struck Ray was that, well,
Billy might be doing this for him as a come-on, to try to buddy-buddy
with his brother so he might talk him out of cash for a new bike
tube, and then he'd never hear anything but more hatred from him.
"Yeah, I guess I do," he said, trying to quickly get into his Fruit
of the Looms.
"Ray, dude, why are you in such a hurry?"
He paused. Ray had never heard his brother talk quite like that
before. It was a calm, quiet, passive voice that almost seemed
beckoning. Only his best friend, Brian had ever said anything quite
so subtly.
Whatever the cause, reason or case, it certainly got Ray's attention,
fast. Billy sat there on the john with the seat folded down, smiling
at his brother. Ray stood there in his underwear, and let the towel
he had just fall to the floor. He too cracked a smile. His brother
had always seemed to be on the run and as it seemed, had never had
time to crack a smile.
"Do me a favor," Billy said, seeming to keep that same tone in his
voice.
"Oh shit," thought Ray. "He's really fooled me this time. I thought
he was going to be sensible about something," knowing that Billy was
about to ask for money.
Still, "Sure.. anything," Ray agreed, trying to keep his smile and
not knowing whether or not to pick up his trousers and put them on or
not.
"Lock the door," said Billy.
Ray let out a long, quiet breath. He could have sworn that Billy was
going to say something altogether different.
Ray complied with Billy's simple request.
"Now, come over here and sit on the edge of the bathtub," requested
Billy.
Ray again did as he was asked. He suddenly began to feel funny,
different. If his brother were going to ask for money, couldn't he
just do it in the bedroom? "Maybe he just wants me in here, so I
won't scream loud enough downstairs for mom and dad to hear us.."
The next words out of his mouth nearly caused Ray to faint dead-away.
"I'm.. through riding that silly bicycle," Billy said. "Not just
because I can't get a tube for it, but maybe it was something of a
blessing. I mean... maybe it led up to the fact that I was tired of
it anyway and that I spent too much time with it."
"Damn," thought Ray, "my brother's not even uncomfortable sitting
there in the nude with me. And his pecker's hard. Shit!"
"You really want to give it up?" Ray boasted, acting as straight as
possible.
"Yeah. I want to get to know my little brother, really," he said,
smiling, his dick still just as hard. Actually, Billy was pre-cumming
just a little bit.
"Little brother, would you do me another little favor, if it's not
too much?"
"Sure thing, dude!" Ray cheerfully replied, after hearing those words
spout out of Billy's mouth, he thought he needed a hearing exam.
Either that, or a COLD shower- to make sure he hadn't been dreaming.
"Would you.. consider.. pulling down those jockey shorts and let me
look at your beautiful body?"
"Hot damn!" Ray thought. "This is nothing like Billy at all!"
Slowly as Ray was starting to smile just a little, he began to slide
the underwear off his hips and they fell to the floor at his feet.
"Sssss- shit!" Billy managed to say as his eyes widened. Ray had more
man-meat than Billy had ever thought. Now it was starting to slowly
rise too, as Ray's fears of a possible argument began to go down the
drain with the dirty shower water. Sure enough, about that time,
Billy said, "I'm sorry about the way I've been to you, little
brother. I swear I'll never do it to you again.." he said as he got a
closer look at Ray. "Am I bothering you, Ray?"
"No way, bro.. you.. don't know how long I have waited for something
like this.."
"You have? Well, I think I have too. It.. doesn't seem strange for me
to look at you?"
"No, not at all. I've always thought about you and wanted to jack off
around you, but I was always afraid."
Billy sat on the tub beside his brother and dried a tear streaming
down his cheek. He then wrapped the towel around his back and
finished drying him where Ray had rushed to get dressed. Then he
dried his hair, and Ray turned to face Billy and smiled big. Billy
smiled back. This was wonderful, Ray thought. He seldom even saw his
brother smile, except when Sheldon High School won a football game.
While Billy didn't play, he had a few friends, not more than a
handful, that did.
Billy put the towel on the floor now, and put his arm around his
naked brother's shoulder. He suddenly wanted to kiss his brother, but
he didn't. He just didn't know his little brother was gay. He
physically lifted his little brother and carried him into his
bedroom. He checked the bedroom door to make sure it was locked.
"I see you haven't taken your eyes off me since I saw you like this,"
Billy said.
"Well, it's cos.. your body looks really neat. I like to look at it."
"You DO?" Billy asked.
"Yeah! How do you like mine?"
"I like it! You.. have a lot more down under your underwear than..
well, than I thought you did.."
"Well, you have a lot too.. I just might have to do something with
mine," Ray said, looking at his dick.
"Watcha gonna do?"
"Well, I dunno."
"Well Ray, you said a minute ago you liked to jack off.. wanna watch
me jack off while I look at your cute body?"
Billy had let that slip.
"Uh, I mean uh.." Billy fumbled.
"Yeah?" Ray jumped in. "You're cute as hell too! Your balls are real
cool looking!"
Billy was the one starting to get red in the face now. Ray had not
only played along with him this far, but now he had trumped his ace.
"Well, betcha never have sucked a guy's weenie before, have you?"
"Yep."
"Damn. When?"
"Last year at summer camp."
"What was his name?"
"Doug.."
"Did he have a big dick?"
"Yeah, kinda." Ray didn't know why Billy was throwing so many
questions at him all of a sudden, but he was more than willing to
answer. Every one was truthful.
"Was it as big as mine?" Billy asked.
"Naah.. you got a huge one."
"You.. think you could get your mouth around this thing if you
tried?"
Ray was stunned. He knew Billy had been really starting to get closer
to him, but to make him this offer? Whoa!
"Yeah dude.. you bet. I could lock on to that bad boy easy!"
Ray was very gay. Now Billy knew it. Ray wasn't sure about Billy
thought, because he had been talking about girls not long ago. Still,
Billy had asked if he would try to suck him, and he couldn't refuse.
The truth of the matter was, Ray gave Billy the best blowjob he had
ever had. Ray didn't even wince or turn away when Billy blew his
load out. Lots of hot steamy cum came out, and Ray sucked it all as
Billy thrashed his waist as he laid back on the bed now. Pumping,
gasping, giving Raymond every last drop of cum that his body was able
to produce.
Ray licked his lips now and wiped them with his arm. He smiled at
Billy. Billy just lifted his head and looked up at his little brother
intently, smiled, and finally rose up. "You.. did good little
brother. In fact, you were excellent."
"Well, maybe I know my shit.."
"You do. I'll never date Shelly McDaniels again."
Whoa. He had been going with Shelly for six months now. Not really
messing around, but going to movies and shit.
Ray saw this correctly: it was a heavy move on Billy's part. Billy
had never done nor announced so quickly a move this major, ever
before.
"That's... where I used to go all the time on my bike.. over to
Shelly's house," he admitted. "I don't really like her. She just.. I
dunno.. I'm not attracted to her.." Billy said as tears now started
welling in his eyes.
Ray put his arm around his big brother. "It's okay, Billy," he said,
"I know how you feel, really. I never have liked girls either. They
use you, they throw you away. Guys aren't like that, no.. guys are
special.."
Billy looked at Ray. Ray was lightly hugging Billy and feeling his
bulging ballsack, which by all indications was still very loaded and
could shoot another such load without any great effort.
Ray couldn't sperm off yet.. he was just not through that change of
life yet.
Billy cracked a slight smile. He bent down and kissed his brother on
the face.
"Ray?" Billy said, the pain slowly lifting.
"Yeah?"
"I'm gay. That's all there is to it, I'm gay. I'm a faggot."
"That's okay!" Ray picked up, trying to cover Billy's sudden shock.
"I'm gay too. I've been gay since I was eight, and before that I
wasn't anything.."
"Really? Maybe I was too, and I just didn't realize it..." Billy
said, still sniffing. Ray took off for the bathroom and got Billy a
Kleenex. He even held it up for him and let him blow his nose.
"There's nothing wrong with it, Billy. I swear there isn't!"
"I know that.. it just.. caught me off guard, is all.. did it do that
to you when you did it?" Billy asked of his brother's hindsight.
"Not.. really, I just sorta slipped into it slowly.. process of
elimination.."
"Did it hurt?"
"A little, at first.. but then, after that.."
"Yeah? It got cool as shit?"
"Cooler than shit! Like biting into a York peppermint pattie!" Ray
joked. This even caused Billy to roll a little in laughter.
Mom tapped on the door. "You two quiet down in there! It's past
eleven and your father and I are going to bed! You should do the
same!"
"Grrr.." Billy growled. "You're not alone there, either," said Ray.
"She gets on my nerves too."
"Really?" said Billy, getting up and moving furniture. "I thought
so.. but I wasn't ever around you that long at night even to find
out, I guess.. heh.."
"What are you doing?" Ray inquired.
What Billy was doing was moving the night tables and beds around so
that the single beds were now totally side by side, almost like a
double bed. He moved the night stands to the opposite sides of the
beds, out of the way. After Ray realized what was happening, he
helped quietly move things around too. It was amazing, over the
course of three hours they had sat and talked. They didn't even
realize the time had passed so quickly. They both vowed to skip
school tomorrow and do things together they had never had time to do
before. As Raymond watched, Billy went over to his billfold, looked
one last time at the picture of Shelly. Then he laughed at it, pulled
it out of the billfold, produced a lighter he had used for lighting
incense, and set fire to it, letting it burn as he tossed it out the
open window. "Little bro, I'd.. rather give my life to you than her.
You deserve something even much more than I have to offer. But, still
I offer it."
"And I accept," Ray quickly replied, beaming at his brother. "Dammit,
do I ever accept!"
And as Billy cut out the light and they got ready to drift away, Ray
began to tell Billy of the boys he fantasized about in the building,
shaking hands and telling what they liked about each other.
Know what? Suddenly, Billy wouldn't shut up about all the things he
liked about Raymond.
THE END