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Archive name: thanksb.txt (boys, gay, inc)
Authors name: Doned (doned@adelphia.net)
Story title : Thanksgiving: Barely Sexy
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Thanksgiving: Barely Sexy (boys, gay, inc)
from Doned (doned@adelphia.net)
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Duncan ran naked through the living room, down the
hallway and turned into the dining room towards the
kitchen.
There were squeals, relatives yelling his name and his
mothers voice telling his older brother, "Christian, go
get him." That made Duncan only laugh and run faster
upsetting the aunts gathered in the kitchen making
Thanksgiving dinner.
And without a thought, he ran out the back door down the
stairs and across the snow covered backyard.
Duncan was older but not so old he couldn't run fast.
But he either couldn't keep up or played along...
letting his naked younger brother run ahead of him. The
adults watched from the window and laughed when their
mother kept yelling at them.
Then Christian decided to get some of the same attention
by stripping off his shirt and running half naked after
his naked little brother.
He finally tackled the boy and both rolled around in the
snow laughing and wrestling as they did in the summer
grass.
Carrying Duncan like a sack of flour, Christian returned
to the house triumphant. Instead of a hero's welcome, he
felt the slap on his bare back and arms their mother
gave them. She also swatted Duncan's bare butt which was
across Christian's shoulder.
Duncan was five years old then. It wasn't the first time
he did something similar. Since that first time when he
was barely 2, running naked through the crowd of adults
was always fun.
"Now you keep an eye on your brother and make sure he
keeps his clothes on," their mother would warn
Christian.
But every Thanksgiving when the family gathered, Duncan
was sure to find a way to sneak away from Christian or
his mother and strip naked.
"I'm glad he grew out of that," Duncan's mother said
years later when the relatives had gathered for a
Thanksgiving celebration. And they had been exchanging
their children stories.
They all laughed. Duncan walked in about that time and
despite some snickers the adults grew quiet. He had
grown in to a handsome boy. While most teenagers went
through a gawking stage, Duncan seemed to become almost
picture perfect.
His developed chest was that of a much older man. His
face had a complexion that most women desired. His thick
blonde hair, like his brothers was envied by women and
men alike.
He stood in the group wearing only his speedos and
carrying a towel. Christian was behind him with a couple
of their cousins.
"Have fun sweetheart and keep your trunks on," their
mother said and laughed.
Duncan got the joke. He groaned and waved the group to
follow him out the back door to the pool. But deep
inside him was the desire to strip off the trunks and
make the old relatives yell as he streaked among them
like he did as a boy.
The boys dived, horsed around in the water and ran
across the grass playing a game of summer football.
"Crap, it's too hot for this," Duncan said and pulled
his speedos off and dove into the pool. Christian
followed and soon the cousins had thrown their trunks on
the grass and dove naked into to pool.
Their mother stared and sighed. She'd yell at them but
watched, enjoying the beauty of her naked sons and the
fun that all of the naked kids were having.
When she did yell, it made all the adults laugh. And as
they looked the boys exited the pool, uninhibited as
they searched for and put on their swim trunks.
The bedroom Duncan and Christian shared was full of
sleeping bags and whispered sex jokes that night. Duncan
stood at the toilet and let the urine flow in a long
powerful stream. The door was open and the light on.
Christian and others watched in the dark as the
beautiful boy showed off. Most were jealous and envious
of the attention that Duncan got. But he was fun and
that mattered more.
But more than one in the room stroked their young
erections staring at the boy's naked body in the light.
Duncan turned the light off but after flipping his penis
enough times it became half hard. He loved being
dangerous, being admired and being naked.
As he moved among the dark, he stopped here and there to
kid, punch and horse around with his cousins. Hands
touched him exploring in the dark what they would not
admit to admiring in the light.
A mouth surrounded his cock and begged Duncan to stay
long enough to share the fun. But he moved on.
Christian was waiting and Duncan had long ago learned to
enjoy the night with his brother.
The bed was small, but they had shared it often. And
that night it even accommodated a certain other cousin
who took over where another cousins had been before.
"Did you boys have fun last night?" Duncan's mother
asked them after the carloads of relatives departed.
"As much fun as you can have with your clothes on,"
Christian said.
Duncan laughed.
But their mother stared. She somehow knew the two boys
had, had more fun then she'd hoped for. "Why don't you
two go swimming... and since nobody is around, forget
the suits this time," she said.
The boys looked at her and each other. Running naked
through the house. Doing it with permission wasn't as
much fun but they dove bare-ass into the pool anyway.
And their mother watched...
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