Date: Thu, 3 Jan 2008 10:06:09 -0800 (PST) From: brenten fox Subject: Josh's Dorm Room 6 Okay guys, here is the deal. I am a busy boy, I've got lots of stuff going on and I don't have enough time to write as much as I would like to. I am highly motivated by feedback however, and I want to hear from you. Tom Wolfe said recently "I never trust people who say how much fun writing is. The only thing that makes it fun is the anticipation of applause." With that in mind, I write only to get you off, and I want to hear from you if I am successful! Please let me know if you have read this story and it made you shoot a sticky load of cum. Send a pic if you like... I like seeing you guys! BUT do send me a note, it makes me want to write more. Email my private account at: This next chapter (and likely the one to follow -- I have a perverted mind that has this played out for awhile!) is not written in Josh's voice. And it is about to get a lot less wholesome. You know you love Josh getting off on Marty's body, the guy's underwear, socks, their sweat and smells and of course how close the guys have gotten. I am about to mix it up, and there is going to be some sex -- but it isn't going to be everything that you have asked for. Sorry about that. Disclaimer: If you are offended by guy on guy sex, or it is illegal in your country, then for god sakes go to HYPERLINK "" right now. If you are bothered by incest (yeah, it is about to get dirty good) then don't read the next several chapters. If guys having sex under the age of 18 is illegal where you are, and it is a problem reading about it, then you need to NOT read this story. Finally, this story is the product of a very corrupt mind. Fortunately, where I live and write, consensual sex between males above the age of 16 is considered legal. If it is not legal to read it in your country or state then you are reading it at your own risk. The Journey: Greg was really psyched to get Josh's call. The call from his big brother was completely unexpected. They were always close growing up, but in the last couple of years they seemed to be on different wave lengths and they were involved with different sets of friends. They still joked around at home, and Greg admired the hell of out of his older brother. Hell, truth be known, he had a bit of a crush on his older brother. Josh was so easy going, unassuming and so hot. He had the body that Greg aspired to have and he wasn't shy about showing it off. Josh unfortunately had no idea of the effect that he had on his younger brother. Greg was inexperienced when it came to sex, but had a vivid imagination and the internet to keep him occupied. Greg often made it a point to walk in on his older brother particularly in the mornings when he seemed to always be in the middle of getting off. He had a particular knack for catching his older bro while he was in the process of cleaning the cum off of the hair on his chest. His excuses were flimsy (you gotta take out the trash; you need to get up or we will be late for school; did you borrow my gym shorts?) and they both knew the excuses were flimsy. Josh never seemed to care. He didn't hide his cum rags or turn away from his younger brother when he was wiping himself down. He actually seemed to like standing there with his cock still rock solid, cum dripping off of it with a tissue in his hand while grinning at an unsurprised Greg. Of course, Josh liked to walk in on his younger brother too, but he had a more difficult time figuring out when to do it. Greg was much more secretive about when he liked to j/o and was never leaving the evidence behind. Seeing Josh in his full state of arousal always made Greg feel inferior, even though Greg's cock was a good 7 inches, Josh's always looked bigger and his balls heavier to him. Greg and Josh both had birthdays in the same week of the same month. It wasn't all that strange to them growing up, sharing their birthday cake and parties and when they were old enough they finally put it all together they realized that they were both born nine months following their parent's marriage (Josh) and one-year anniversary (Greg). Since Josh was at University this year, this would be the first time ever that the guys had spent their birthday week apart. That was why Greg was shocked to get his brother's call. Josh had called the week before to tell his brother that he wouldn't be home for their birthday celebration, but he wanted to know if Greg would come and spend the weekend with him on campus. Josh's roommate Marty was going to be out of town that weekend and the top bunk was available. Greg readily agreed but had to talk his Mom into letting him go out to Fairfax for the weekend. She said no at first, but he knew he could turn that around. With a lot of begging and pleading, she finally relented and agreed that he could go. Greg made a lot of promises that he probably wasn't going to keep! He could hardly concentrate that week in school as he kept thinking about getting to spend a weekend with his older brother on campus and in his room! They only ever shared a room when they were on vacation together, and Greg always loved those times. For Greg, vacations meant seeing Josh in his boxers, sporting his morning wood, listening to his brother in the bathroom jacking off and lying in a queen sized bed with his brother, smelling his hot body-sweat from their day out together playing basketball. He loved hanging out with his brother and really admired Josh's defined body. Greg was working hard on his trying to emulate his big brother. Now to get to spend an entire weekend on campus with his bro was the best birthday present Greg could imagine. Greg had to take a train up to Washington DC, and would then metro out to Fairfax where his brother would meet him. His Mom dropped him off early at the train station because she also had to leave town for a work conference. Greg had a couple of hours to kill prior to catching his train and even though his Mom asked him not to leave the train station, Greg soon grew bored sitting in the cavernous hall and he ventured out to see something different than the boring brick walls. Like many cities, Greg quickly found that his home town had some less savory elements hanging out around the train station. There were some obvious prostitutes who called out to him, whom he ignored, and a fair number of homeless people who were sitting around outside of the station. Greg walked past them, feeling a bit guilty about the fact that he had some cash in his pockets for the weekend, but he wasn't going to part with it. He quickly found a run down adult bookstore that had a large sign on the door that said you had to be 21 to enter. "Fuck" thought Greg, "I wonder if they would chase me out if I go in. What is the worst that could happen? They wouldn't arrest me, right?" Feeling a bit brazen, he pushed the door open and stepped into the dark entry foyer. No alarm bells went off signaling that a minor had just entered the establishment, so he walked further into the store. The smell was the first thing that he noticed. It was a heady mixture of stale cum, with strong undertones of a recent application of bleach being used to clean it up. He also noticed that toward the back of the store there were small cabins with lights above the doors, some were red but most were green. From the back of the store there was a cacophony of sound of women and men moaning that was obviously tinny that he quickly attributed to bad quality videos and speakers. A few older guys in suits and ties were standing around the cabins and all of them turned to look at him when he entered. Greg quickly made his way toward the front of the store which had an assortment of videos, DVDs, and sex toys that even after most of his internet "research" he wasn't sure what they were. He tried to stay out of the direct line of sight of the guy at the front register who was reading a newspaper and didn't even look up when he entered. He stopped to look at the gay videos that had pictures of half naked guys in all kinds of poses that quickly gave him a hard-on. He picked up a few of the hotter ones and checked out the guys on the back covers and his cock lurched in his pants. His baggy shorts were soon straining from trying to contain his throbbing member. Greg was wearing one of Josh's old boxers and his dick had shot through the opening of the old worn out boxers so he was no leaking directly onto his shorts as he stood there looking at the cover of the DVDs. Without thinking his left hand came down and he rubbed himself as he adjusted his cock upward to a less obvious position in his shorts. This of course just created a second wet spot on his shorts as his cock continued to leak a steady stream of pre-cum. He stood there looking at the covers for several minutes when he noticed a taller figure had joined him in the small isle of gay movies. He glanced over at his new companion expecting to see one of the suit and tie guys from the back of the store having come forward, but to his surprise there was a taller hot guy in his 20's in blue jeans and a muscle t-shirt with shaggy brown hair and fuzzy forearms, looking down at Greg's pre-cum stained shorts and obvious hard-on.. The guy looked over at him and gave him a raised eye brow acknowledgement as Greg flushed bright red from embarrassment and he quickly looked back down to the DVD that he was holding in his right hand. The guy next to him picked up a title that Greg had just put down a minute before with these two mostly naked Eastern European twinks on the cover in a barn scene. Greg covertly spied on his new "isle-companion" as the guy turned the cover over and began to read the panel that laid out the story of the guys. The back cover left nothing to the imagination as the guys were both boned up and there were pictures of them sucking and fucking each other. Greg looked down and noticed that the guy's jeans were filling out nicely in the front and he looked up to see the shaggy hair guy's face begin to smile at what he was reading. Greg quickly nick-named the guy "Shaggy" as he epitomized the character from the cartoon Scooby Doo, but he was hotter. Shaggy reached down with the hand that was not holding the video box and he readjusted his quickly hardening dick in his blue jeans. Greg watched this closely, and it made him even hornier than the looking at the video box. Here was hot stud standing next to him, his dick hard in his blue jeans, as Greg's own cock was ridiculously tenting out his own shorts. Greg put the video back that he had been holding for several minutes and reached for the one that was in the next slot over on the shelf. This one had pictures of an all out orgy taking place with at least 10 guys around his age. His dick began to throb as he imagined himself in the middle of such a scene. Sucking cock after cock, kissing all of these hot guys, playing with their foreskins, having them stick their fingers in and out of each other's asses. His dick belched forth more precum, soaking the front of his shorts. Shaggy noticed. Greg felt eyes burning into his crotch and looked up and saw Shaggy standing there staring at Greg's obscene buldge. Greg looked down at his shorts and saw the giant wet stain on them. "Oh shit!" Greg exclaimed. Shaggy looked up into his face and gave him a big toothy smile and said, "Don't worry about it, happens to all of us, see?" Greg looked down and noticed that his companion's jeans also had a small wet spot Shaggy then gave himself a brief grope, causing the wet spot to grown. Greg nearly came in his pants. Shaggy's grin grew into a knowing smile, seeing the effect his self-groping on the younger guy in front of him. Shaggy leaned over toward Greg and said, "You know, you really should take care of that problem before you have an even bigger mess in your shorts." Greg looked up to his friend with a deer caught in the headlights look and found he couldn't speak. Shaggy said, "Follow me," with a nod of his head toward the back of the store. He put the video he was holding back on the rack and proceeded to walk toward the back of the store, giving Greg a look back over his shoulder to see if Greg would follow. Greg stood there dumbfounded. Here was this very hot, thin, scruffy guy that was propositioning him! He never had that happen before. Shit! He should have come to one of these places sooner! Greg's legs however were parallelized with fear. They felt like lead as he tried to move them to go the back of the store. His dick however was doing all of the pulling as it bobbed up and down in his shorts grabbing Greg by the pubes and dragging him to the back of the store. Greg saw Shaggy standing in front of an open booth at the very end of the row, and a thousand eyes on him as he made his way through the middle aged guys to the back. Shaggy stepped into the booth and stood inside waiting for Greg. Greg walked to the door, not sure if he could go into the same booth or not, when Shaggy reached out and grabbed his arm, guiding him inside. The booth was dark and smelled of cum, it felt of sweat, it reeked of men and most of all it contained Shaggy. Greg felt a hand on his chest rubbing his body through his shirt as Shaggy leaned in toward him and gave him a kiss on the lips. Greg was about to freak out, when Shaggy pulled him close to him and held him, soothing him as Greg legs were shaking uncontrollably. Greg could feel his tall friend's scruffy beard rubbing against the top of his head, as he was being held close to the older guy. He also could smell a sweaty male scent and he wasn't sure if it was his or Shaggy's, but he was breathing it in deeply as he liked the smell. Greg's cock was oozing precum, it felt sticky in his underwear and as Shaggy pulled him close Greg's cock rubbed against its' equal in Shaggy's pants. Greg felt his mouth invaded by his companion's tongue and he fought back valiantly with his own tongue. The two guys mouth wrestled as their bodies slowly began a grinding motion with cocks pressing hard against one another. With Greg's cock poking through his boxers and only his threadbare shorts separating him from his new friend, Greg could feel the heat coming off of Shaggy's body with his entire shaft. Greg sensed Shaggy's hands moving down his body and then pulling at the button on his shorts. Quicker than he ever expected, his short collapsed to the floor and his cock was free swinging in front of him. It was dark, but Greg knew that his precum was now drooling toward the floor unimpeded by his clothes. Shaggy pulled him close again, and Greg's cock smashed into the front of Shaggy's jeans and hardness and began to discharge a mass of wetness onto his friend's clothes. Their mouths rejoined their passionate kiss as Greg freely ground his proud hard fat seven inches against Shaggy's covered crotch. Shaggy broke their kiss and quickly sank to his knees, Greg's cock level with his mouth. He leaned forward and licked the cock snot from Greg's very willing member. Greg sucked in his breath from the sensations! He never had a blow job and just feeling the hot tongue on his cock head made him squirt another batch of his wet boy juice. Greg's precocious mind was reeling; here he is almost completely without any sexual experience, about to get sucked off by a hot guy he didn't know in a dark video booth in a sleazy adult bookstore that he was several years too young to enter. Greg never dreamed that his first time would be like this, but his cock was aching for release as Shaggy enveloped him with his mouth. Shaggy was a pro. He sucked Greg's seven inch steel pipe into his mouth, swirling is tongue over the circumcised tip as his hands grabbed Greg's ass cheeks and proceeded to get Greg in motion fucking him to the back of his throat. With his dick overly eager to be swallowed down Shaggy's gullet, Greg knew that he wouldn't last His balls were aching to explode while he was back looking at the videos, and now getting milked by his friends lips, tongue and throat, Greg felt the inevitable release quickly starting to build. Greg was moaning, and Shaggy began to hum from the back of his throat sending incredible sensations through Greg's entire body from the seven inches that was being expertly played. Greg's panting and moaning became more intense as he felt the cum boiling in his nut sack. "Fuck!" "Oh, shit yeah," Greg yelled as the first slow wave of an orgasm hit him. Greg could feel the juices pumping up out of his balls and making the fast climb up his shaft, "Oh GOD, I am cumming, I AM CUMMING!" Greg tried to warn his friend. Shaggy kept on sucking, taking Greg's dick deeper and deeper into his throat, working his throat muscles around the cock lodged in him. The hands on his ass, the smell of the sweat, his own, his friend's, and the small cabin's essence overwhelmed him and Greg let loose with a torrent of cum, blasting out of his cock and all into the hot guy's mouth. Greg felt jet after jet of his precious sweet juice leaving his body as Shaggy greedily sucked it down into his stomach. Greg's legs began to buckle from the effort. His body was sweating fiercely and his dick pumped 8 shots of his cum into his friend's mouth. Greg leaned back against the wall of the booth, using his arms to steady himself as he nearly collapsed from exhaustion. His ass pressed against the booth and he suddenly felt a wet lapping sensation against his bottom. Alarmed, Greg moved forward, impaling Shaggy on his still dripping hard dick as he looked down behind him and saw that the booth had a hole in the wall! "Fuck!" Greg thought. "Someone is in there and they just licked my ass!" At that point, Greg freaked out. This was all too much for him. His dick was soaked with spit, cum and generally all sticky and wet. He was half naked in a booth with a guy he didn't know, people were on the other side of the door probably listening in, and obviously they were watching as well and his ass was just licked by one of the voyeurs. He didn't know what he was doing and now he knew he just needed to leave right away. Greg grabbed his shorts from around his ankles and quickly pulled them up over his wet messy crotch. Shaggy raised himself up off the floor, obviously sensing that his friend was moving quickly and distressed. Shaggy put a comforting hand on Greg's shoulder, but by then Greg had found the latch to the door and had it unbolted and was fleeing the scene. His pants up, not quite closed, his dick still hard, Greg exited the booth. He was amazed that there were 7 or 8 guys all standing around looking at him as he emerged from the booth. Greg pushed his way through the crowd that didn't want to see him leave, and he made it back to the safety of the front of the store where the clerk at the counter now leered at him. Greg tucked his shirt back into his pants, and ignoring the stare of the clerk, he walked up to the rack that contained sex toys that he had read about on the net. He saw one of the boxes with "Fleshlight" written loudly across it and knew from his research that this would make a perfect gag birthday gift for his brother. He picked up the box and saw that it was just less than $20, so he figured that he could splurge and buy it for Josh. Now for the hard part... having to go up to the counter. Greg slowly made his way to the counter, holding his prize, his deflating cock continuing to leak into his underwear, mating his pubes. Greg was looking at the other merchandise as he made his way to the counter, attempting his best look of being over 21 and confident. He reached the counter, projecting an air of confidence, he looked at the clerk in the eyes and put the fleshlight on the counter. The old bald clerk looked at him with a knowing half smile and picked up the box and said "ah...that'll be $19.46 with tax." "Do you want a bag for that?" Greg paid the clerk and ran back to the train station. His shorts still had drying wet spots and his cock, pubes and balls were sticky. He was thrilled! His first sexual experience under his belt and he was headed off to see his big bro! Well guys, Josh is going to be very happy to see his little bro. Want to read about it? Send me a note, and a pic and I may forward you the first chapter. As I said, it is about to get sticky.