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.