Parker Brothers

[Jimmi]

OMG.  I am late to the party with this story.  It’s absolutely brilliant!

[NSABB]

Fuck I wanna be their dumb jockbro fag

[AnonPerv]

Omfg. This is one of the hottest stories. I’ll be reading this again, and again. 

[Guest]

Same here. Read it two nights in a row now. A god of story telling. Woof!

[SFCumdog]

This story still works for me! I wish there would be more

[spoonboy44]

On 7/23/2024 at 1:48 AM, SFCumdog said:

This story still works for me! I wish there would be more

The Further Adventures of Sammy Parker

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[wonderfulwoof]

read it on nifty n this version much better

[Dubconforlife]

I have a Telegram channel where I’ve continued this and Top Dawg, if you’re interested hit me up at dontaskmeever@mail.com

[Dubconforlife]

 

The Further Adventures of Sammy Parker

 

Chapter One

 

I sat in the chair and tried not to squirm.

 

Having three strangers stare at me like I was a lab experiment was off putting enough but I had just downed a Monster and maybe needed to piss. They talked to themselves in low voices, they all had tablets and were showing each other things…I swear if they were just watching TikTok I was gonna cut a bitch.

 

“Um,” I said leaning forward, “Can I start?”

 

They all looked over at me in half shock, like it was just uncalled for that I might actually be able to talk. The middle one, who I think was in charge smiled, “Sorry, we are just going over a few things.”

 

I nodded and stood up, “Cool I’m gonna hit the john, let me know when you’re ready,” and walked out of the room, to all of them telling me to wait. I walked out to the cleanest school hallway I had ever seen. I mean you could fucking eat off these floors. The lockers are all a deep green, no knicks, no paint chips missing, all of them gleaming and perfect.

 

I looked left and right and said fuck it as I went to find the bathroom. It was a Saturday so the place was empty which meant we had the whole place to ourselves, at least that is what they told me. I passed a glass cabinet of trophies…with pictures of some of the fucking hottest guys I had ever seen.

 

Eden Prep it seemed not only had scored a ton of awards but had done it looking fucking fine! These pics went back to the 70’s and each year the teens smiling back at me were the epitome of what was hot at the time. The 70’s class all had the feathered hair, the 80’s kids were popping their collars and had more product than the hair care isle at Walmart, the 90’s…wow…I guess we don’t talk about the 90’s…every single one of them was hot as shit.

 

And they wanted me to be one of them.

 

“Mr. Parker,” one of them called out, jogging down the hall, “You can’t just wander off like that!”

 

“Well show me where the bathroom is and I won’t have to,” I said with a grin that had to date gotten me out of more trouble than any ten kids could have managed.

 

He sighed and pointed, “This way.”

 

I followed him down further and checked him out. Nice body, cute face…little uptight for my taste but he could get it if I was bored. He held a door open, “In here.”

 

I gave him a little mock salute and walked in and motherfucker. This was their bathroom? My dad had taken us all to the Monarch once, it was the priciest place to eat in Dallas, I am talking 3 to 4 big bills by the end of the night for the whole thing and they did not have a bathroom as nice as this one.

 

I walked over to the urinal and noticed they had no partitions separating them, in fact you can see what everyone was packing up and down the wall if you wanted. Well I had nothing to hide and I was about to piss myself so I unzipped and hauled my meat out, let Mr. Uptight see what I got…after all that’s why I’m here.

 

I started to rip and glanced over at him just straight up staring at my junk open mouthed, I just smiled, “So this is a nice place, is this like for students or only for guests?”

 

It took him a second to close his mouth, “Um…what? Oh the bathroom! No, this is a normal bathroom, students use it.”

 

“Wow, very nice,” I said still pissing, “Bathroom at my school looks like it was in a true crime show on Netflix.”

 

I glanced back and him and grinned and he gave a little chuckle, “I see,” still staring at my cock.

 

I let it trickle out and then shook it a few times…and then a voice in the back of my head said don’t do it Sammy. Put your dick away and go to your very important interview. Do not do it. Don’t. Bad Sammy.

 

So of course I turned to him, cock still hanging out, “So…you want to help me get this back in?”

 

I had never seen a grown man fall to his knees faster than this guy. He was good, I mean really good. His hands gripped my ass as he deep throated me…not a thing many people can do. My hands were tangled in his hair as I pushed him down onto my cock. Ever since these fucks had contacted me I had felt like I was just running through a maze for them…

 

So this was a nice stress relief.

 

He began licking up and down my shaft like it was one of those rocket pops you buy every 4th of July…his eyes looked up at me with a hunger that was really kind of a turn on. I mean here was a guy, twice my age, on his knees worshipping my cock and he was really into it…

 

Maybe I could start to like this school.

 

I pushed my cock down, indicating I wanted his mouth on it and he went back to gargling on my tool as I began to face fuck him. This wasn’t something I was keen to do with most people, when you have a cock like mine you tend to choke them out but not this guy. This guy’s throat was working overtime and within a minute I felt my balls start to tingle.

 

“Shit…” I groaned, “Fucking cumming…”

 

He sucked harder, desperate for my fucking load I guess…so I gave it to him. I cum a lot. Like a lot a lot. Both John and I can hit the backboard of our beds on a good night so when this guy gags a little as I flood his mouth…I grin because I know I just surprised him.

 

He drank every drop like a good little bitch as I pulled my softening cock out of his mouth and let it hang there. He looked up at me, cum dribbling out the side of his mouth and said, “Thank you sir.”

 

I winked and tucked my cock back into my jeans, “My pleasure,” and turned to wash my hands. I knew he was hard as a rock and wanted to get off but that wasn’t my concern was it? I didn’t say hey lets help each other out, I said suck my cock and he did.

 

He was still on his knees, masturbating furiously as I walked out, “See you back in there.”

 

I walked back into the room and the other two guys turned and looked at me with curiosity, they had sent someone to go find me after all. I sat back down in at the desk, “Oh he’s finishing something up,” I said with a cocky grin, “He’ll be along.”

 

Sure enough a few seconds later blowjob guy comes running in, hair fucked up, suit wrinkled…he looked like he just got fucked. The other men looked at him questioningly and he just shook his head and picked up his tablet.

 

“So, you were going to tell us about the Peirce family,” he said, not making eye contact with me.

 

“Sure, what do you want to know?”

 

“Everything,” one of the others said, “Start at the beginning.”

 

I shrugged, “Ok…so summer was over and I headed back to school…”

 

It was weird being back at school.

 

After the summer I had, it seemed like it was such a step back…I mean when summer came, I was just another high school baseball player, had a steady girl, had a side piece, went out, hung with my boys, and got wasted and was you know, normal. But now, now I was a completely different person.

 

I had learned how to fuck guys and love it. I had learned that my looks and cock made me almost irresistible to most people and that gave me power. And I had learned that once you have a small taste of power…you crave more.

 

But I had learned the lesson the asshole who tried to use me this summer hadn’t. Forcing people, drugging them, this was a weak man’s game. If you had to get someone so fucked up they barely remembered what happened, then you were nothing more than a small person with no skill. He who shall not be named thought he was the shit, drugging his roommates, me, and my brothers, using us, trying to make us compliant. He had learned the hard way that true power, real charisma, always wins in the end.

 

But all of that still made school suck balls.

 

Both Eli and John had gone back to college, which left me alone and bored as fuck. Normal things like high school, dating, Tiktok, they all seemed small compared to what I had gone through this summer. I wanted more, I wanted so much more…as I walked down the hall trying to figure out what that meant I almost completely missed the stud in the speedo handing out fliers.

 

I stopped and took a few steps back to check I wasn’t stoned.

 

And there he was, Sean Peirce, fucking five-star stud. To explain who Sean is takes some doing because you see, Sean is just another me. In a way. I am a popular guy, play baseball, have lots of friends, cute, likable, wanted by girls, envied by guys, etc, etc. You know, the normal stuff. Well, Sean over there was me but with swimming. Where I had a lean, cut, baseball body made with years out in the Texas sun throwing and chasing balls, Sean had a tight, smooth, perfect body made by thousands of hours of swimming over and over again. I had a little more bulk but he was cut like a fucking diamond…and right now he was standing in the hallway, in a speedo, trying to pass out fliers.

 

I’m telling you now whatever the fuck he is selling, I am buying two.

 

I walk over to him, and he sees me and smiles, “Sammy!”

 

A head nod and a shoulder bump later, “What’s up Peirce? You working the streets now?”

 

He blushes deeply and we are on to another way Sean isn’t like me.

 

See me and my brothers were born sexual. John lost his v card at 13 when one of his friend's older sister took him into her room and rode him all the way one summer. Eli got his first handjob at 12 behind the church one Sunday by Patti Lurns who told him that the bible didn’t say anything about a handy and rocked his world while he was 13 and a female assistant coach at baseball camp jumped my bones all summer once she saw me naked. So, sex to us was kind of like water, it was just there.

 

Sean and his family were not like that at all.

 

Sean’s dad was a widower and a big holy roller guy. He ran a CrossFit for Christ gym here in town and both Sean and his older brother Devon, who was just as hot, were both born again, pure and innocent angels with promise rings and virginity rules written on their notebook kind of guys. So, the joke is scandalous to him, just the way I meant it.

 

“No!” he says laughing, “We are trying to start a water polo team and looking for members.”

 

He handed me the flyer, and I pretended to look at it as I scoped out what Sean was packing. The speedo was decently filled, he wasn’t in my league, but it was nice, it was everything else that looked fucking amazing. He was completely smooth with deep cum gutters that flared up into an eight-pack that just begged to be licked. His pecs were wide and deep and his nipples just hung there, calling my name quietly, pleading with me to gnaw on them…

 

“What do you think?”

 

I looked him in the eyes, “About?”

 

He looked at the flier, “Water polo?”

 

Oh right, that.

 

“Um, I’ve never played water polo, I’d have no idea what I was doing.”

 

“We have a regulation pool at our house!” he said quickly, “If you wanted to learn you could come by after school and I could teach you!”

 

Me and Sean, in a pool, alone?

 

“Our season doesn’t overlap with baseball so you could play both and it’s great conditioning as well.”

 

He flexed to prove his point and I knew right then and there…

 

I was going to fuck Sean Peirce.

 

I didn’t know how or when, but I was going to do it.

 

Smiling I asked, “So you’d teach me?”

 

He nodded, “Yeah! I can get you ready for tryouts.”

 

I pretended to consider it.

 

“Please, Sammy! If you joined the team, I know others would! If we don’t get enough people to try out, they won’t even put the team together! Please!! I’d owe you for the rest of my life!”

 

I smiled at the words, “I guess…I mean as a favor to you…”

 

He smiled and beamed at me, “You’re the best!”

 

“So, when do we start?” I asked.

 

“After school? My place?”

 

I nodded, “I’ll be there.”

 

You bet your ass I will be there.

 

Meanwhile in another room…

 

“State your name please?”

 

I leaned in, “Sean Peirce.”

 

“And Mr. Peirce, can you say, in your own words what your relationship to Samuel Parker is?”

 

I felt my face blush some, “Um…we’re friends.”

 

The man raised an eyebrow.

 

“Close friends…like…close close?”

 

He looked down at his tablet and pushed something, “Would you say your relationship with him was consensual?”

 

I cocked my head, “What do you mean?”

 

“Do you feel you were forced to be in a relationship with him?”

 

I laughed, “Oh god no…I mean truth be told…I probably wanted since I first saw him, I just couldn’t admit it yet.”

 

Another push on the screen, “So you are in the hallway and he agrees to come over to your house, what then?”

 

“Well, I remember thinking…”

 

Sammy Parker was going to join the team!

 

He was easily the most popular guy in school! I mean everyone knew him, liked him, he was hands down one of the best-looking guys in school, not that I noticed, I was just saying…

 

If he joined, then it would be a sure thing others would too. Everyone wanted to be like Sammy, this was the best! I floated through school, giving prayers during lunch for Him to answer my prayers by sending someone like Sammy toward me. Just like dad said, he always provided, all we had to do was listen.

 

I found Devon heading into the locker room, he was on the rugby team and was super focused on the team this year. He saw me and paused, “What’s up little bro?”

 

“Guess who I talked into joining the water polo team?”

 

“The one that doesn’t exist yet?” he teased.

 

“But it will now! Sammy Parker!”

 

Even Devon was impressed, his eyebrows went up, “John’s brother?” I nodded, “Wow, yeah he’s a get for sure. I thought he played baseball.”

 

“He can do both,” I assured him.

 

“Sweet!” he said and then made a small cross, “Praise Him.”

 

I followed and said the same, “My prayers are coming true.”

 

He messed my hair up, “He’s coming over after school?”

 

I nodded, “I’m going to start teaching him the basics.”

 

“Well, I have practice, but maybe he’ll still be there when I get home.”

 

“Maybe, just wanted to share the good news.”

 

He shook his head, “Well have fun,” he said walking into the locker room.

 

Things were finally looking up!

 

When I got home, I made sure the pool area was set up and that everything looked the best it could. I grabbed some Pepsis and put them in the cooler by the pool for later…everything had to be perfect. I couldn’t risk losing Sammy’s interest in this or there would never be a water polo team at the school. I know it sounds crazy, but it’s true. A guy like him could make it super popular and guys would be lining up to play if he liked it.

 

I just needed to make sure he liked it.

 

There was a knock on the back gate and Sammy popped his head in, “You home?”

 

“Come in!” I said smiling, he showed up!

 

 

 

He walked in, he was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a fitted t-shirt with Stitch on it. His high tops were white and red and looked like they were brand new…I mean he looked super cool, no doubt.

 

“Sorry I’m late,” he said putting his backpack down, “Couple of guys were talking my ear off as I was trying to leave.”

 

“It’s cool, super cool,” I said way too quickly, “Um, did you want to eat something before or anything?”

 

“Nah,” he said pulling his shirt off, “I’m good to go.”

 

Whoa, he was super built! Not an ounce of fat but still huge pecs and biceps…he was such a baseball player it was insane. I wish I could build muscle like him, he was so freaking handsome…

 

Envy is a sin; we are all given what we deserve.

 

“Um, you ok?” he asked when I closed my eyes and gave my prayer.

 

I nodded, “Sorry, a moment of prayer.”

 

He smiled and nodded, which was so cool since most guys laughed and me and my brother for our faith, but Sammy wasn’t like most guys. It was easy to see why he was so popular. He popped the buttons on his jeans and shimmed them down, standing there in a pair of black boxer briefs, “So um, are these fine 'cause I didn’t bring a swimsuit…”

 

Holy Christ! Was that bulge for real? It looked like he had a whole banana shoved down his front and…I felt my face grow red and I looked away as my own…thing responded. Darn it, why was I like this? Guys shouldn’t do this to me, I sent another prayer to Him and pointed to the pool house, “My brother has some suits in there, he’s bigger than you but I bet they’ll fit.”

 

“Cool,” he said, I counted to twenty and then looked over, whew. He was gone…oh my god he was so…I mean…how did the other guys in the locker room not just stare at him? Even in the brief time, I saw it I could tell he wasn’t hard and he was…gosh he was bigger than even Devon!

 

“How do I look?” he asked, coming out of the pool house.

 

My jaw hung open as I stared.

 

He had found a pair of red speedos, belonging to Devon, I thought they would be loose, but I was so wrong. His…his thing bugled out the front like it was a snake, it curled halfway to his hip and just hung there, the rest of the nylon barely stretching around his thing, it was…it was…

 

Beautiful.

 

Sinful.

 

“Um yeah,” I said shaking my head, “Looks great.”

 

He pulled at the waistband, “Little snug, but I can manage. I’ll bring my own tomorrow.”

 

I was just staring, unable to look away.

 

“Um, Sean? Ok?”

 

My eyes locked with his, and I forced myself not to look down, “Yeah great, perfect, you wanna get in the water?”

 

He flashed me a million-dollar smile, man his teeth were perfect, “Let’s do it.”

 

He dove into the pool, man baseball players had some cake on them! I mean he was insane how good-looking he was! I thought I was ok but I felt ugly next to him. He came up for breath and smiled at me, “You getting in?”

 

He looked like he was born in that pool.

 

I dove in too and the water helped me focus up some. I came up and he was close to me, “This is a nice pool,” he said, our bodies were so close…

 

“Thanks,” I said back peddling a little, “My dad had it built for us when I got serious about swimming.”

 

“Well, it’s awesome,” he said paddling around, “So where do we start?”

 

I took him through the basics for the rest hour or so. A lot of people don’t realize how hard water polo can be but he kept up effortlessly, reminding me he was a varsity baseball player who was used to hard work. After about two hours we got out of the pool and took a break, I grabbed us two Pepsis and we sat on the deck and caught our breath.

 

The summer had been good to him, he had a deep tan that really made him look like he was glowing. I mean I had a tan but with his blond hair and blue eyes it really made him look like a surfing god instead of a Texas baseball jock. I couldn’t believe he was in my backyard talking to me.

 

“So how did I do coach?” he asked with an easy smile.

 

“Good, real good…you picked it up super-fast.”

 

“Thanks! So now what?”

 

“Well, we should keep focusing on the basics this week, and then we can move up to more complicated stuff this weekend. I mean if you want.”

 

“Sure, this was a lot more fun than I expected, I think I’m in.”

 

Oh, thank you, lord.

 

“Well, I do laps before school, it’s the swimming equivalent of jogging, and then run drills after classes, so you’re welcome to join me if you want.”

 

He nodded, “During baseball, I got up around 6 so I could get a few miles in before school, so it’s all the same. What time you start?”

 

“I am up at 5ish and start swimming before six.”

 

“Cool, well then I’ll come by in the morning, and then we can go to school from here?”

 

“Yeah!” I said excitedly, “That would be sweet!”

 

“Awesome,” he said standing up, and there it was…oh my gosh…it was so big! “I’m gonna go change then, can I use that shower to rinse off the chlorine?”

 

I nodded, “Go for it.”

 

He left the Pepsi bottle and walked into the pool house…did I just become friends with Sammy Parker? I had friends sure, but it was hard being a Christian virgin these days, when other guys started talking about sex and porn and everything I always kind of shied away…that was all a sin…

 

I heard a cell go off and I see Sammy has left his cell on the deck. It said it was his mom! I picked it up and rushed to the pool house, it might be important…

 

Walking in and I almost dropped the phone…oh my god…

 

The shower was in the corner, he stood in the center of its water cascading down his body, outlining every muscle, every line…his eyes were closed as he slowly stroked…his thing. It was HUGE! His hand didn’t even reach around the whole thing as he moved up and down its length…his other hand was squeezing his nipple and was quietly moaning as he moved.

 

It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen, and I couldn’t look away. I felt myself harden in my own speedo as I watched him, staying as quiet as I could so I didn’t interrupt him. His thing was easy twice my size and he could have used both hands easily to…to jerk off. My hand moved over my own…thing as I watched him speed up. His balls hung low, they were as big as his…penis…I was awed by him…I had to stop watching him…but I didn’t. My hand just rubbed myself harder.

 

“Oh…” he gasped, and I could see he was pinching his own nipple now and seeing him react made me…um…leak in my speedos. He leaned up against the far wall and I saw his abs just strain as he moved up and down his whole, massive dick…um thing.

 

This was dirty, a sin…but as I watched his muscles move under the water, I kept rubbing myself, my mouth open as I held my breath. God, he was so hot…how could he be so hot?

 

“Sean…” he moaned, moving his second hand down to his cock and began to two-fist it, “Oh Sean…”

 

My name! He was thinking about me? My own cock burped up more seed as I reached into my speedos and took hold of it myself. We both jerked off, my eyes couldn’t look away from his unit…oh god…I was jerking off! I was jerking off to Sammy Parker!

 

“Sean…oh god Sean…I’m close…” he said, eyes still closed as both hands blurred over his cock.

 

I was too, my cock balls were tingling as I watched this Adonis get ready to shoot…

 

“Fuck!” he roared as cum sprayed everywhere!

 

My cock shot as I watched him paint the pool house with his load. He came so much! Pleasure coursed through me as I shot my first load, oh god I had sinned…I was dirty…but I didn’t stop, I milked myself as I watched Sammy do the same.

 

He leaned there, breathing hard, cum dripping down his horse dick…my mouth watered as I wondered what it tasted like…

 

In a panic I turned and ran out of the pool house, I put the phone down and jumped into the pool to cover my stained speedo. About ten mutes later he came out in his jeans, holding his shirt. “Much better,” he said with a smile as I hung on the side of the pool.

 

“Yeah, a shower always feels great.”

 

“You wanna get one?” he asked.

 

I shook my head frantically, “I’m ok, I have a few more laps before I get out.”

 

He smiled, “Ok, so before 6 tomorrow morning?”

 

I nodded.

 

“Nice!” he said picking his cell up, “Shit, my mom called. I’m in trouble.”

 

“Oh? I didn’t hear it go off.”

 

AND NOW I WAS LYING!

 

“It’s cool, I’ll you in the morning man, was awesome hanging out.”

 

I waved as he left, calling his mom back.

 

Once he was gone, I let out a sigh and closed my eyes…oh God please forgive me.

 

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[Marky200]

On 4/8/2025 at 8:32 AM, Dubconforlife said:

I have a Telegram channel where I’ve continued this and Top Dawg, if you’re interested hit me up at dontaskmeever@mail.com

Add me 🙂 have emailed hehe

[wonderfulwoof]

On 4/8/2025 at 12:32 AM, Dubconforlife said:

I have a Telegram channel where I’ve continued this and Top Dawg, if you’re interested hit me up at dontaskmeever@mail.com

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[Dubconforlife]

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[Dubconforlife]

Chapter Two

 

Eden Prep

“Did you know he was watching you?”

 

I looked at the man and just grinned.

 

“Please answer the question,” blow job said.

 

I leaned back, “Of course I knew, I always know when someone is into me.”

 

“How?”

 

I turned and looked the guy dead in the face, “Because I’m not stupid. I know what I look like, I was born with amazing genetics, also between baseball and skateboarding I am in great shape. I am easy to like, people like to assume I’m innocent and…” I leaned forward, “I have a cock that can make grown men weep,” I looked at blow job and winked, “Ask him, he knows.”

 

Blow job looked flustered and was staring at something very important on his screen.

 

“What do you do when you know?”

 

I paused, “What?”

 

“You said you always know when someone is into you, what do you do about it?”

 

It was a weird question, no one had ever asked me anything like that before. I thought about it for a few seconds, “Most of the time, ignore it. A lot of people look and are attracted to me but a lot of those people I am not attracted to but it costs nothing to look so I let them.”

 

“So you tease them?”

 

“No, teasing would mean I am offering something I am not going to give, I don’t offer anything, I just don’t get bent out of shape if they stare. And sometimes I’ll lift my shirt to wipe my face to flash my abs, cause I know I have killer abs. They get a little show and I lose nothing, I wouldn’t call that teasing.”

 

“What would you call it?”

 

I thought about it, “A gift.” I said smiling.

 

They all looked down at their tablets and wrote then, blow job looked up at me, “So you leave his house, what then?”

 

I laughed, “I went home and called my brothers.”

 

“What did you tell them?”

 

Another laugh, “Everything!”

 

“So, what did he do?” John asked over Facetime.

 

I was laying in my bed looking up at my iPad, “He stood there and jerked off, thinking I couldn’t see him.”

 

“How’s his dick?” Eli asked from the other square.

 

“Nice,” I admitted, “I mean he isn’t a Parker but the body makes up for it.”

 

John asked, “So now what?”

 

“Well, I’m going to show up every morning and practice, run laps after school, jerk off in the pool room which should lead us up to this weekend.”

 

“What’s the weekend?” Eli asked eagerly.

 

“He asked if I wanted to spend the night so we could do drills all day, which I had to think about but am thinking I’ll say fuck yeah.”

 

They both laughed, “His brother is just as bad,” John chimed in, “He was a year before me, and I caught him staring at my junk more than once.”

 

Eli laughed, “That’s not really fair, everyone stares at your junk.”

 

“True, but this wasn’t a holy fuck stare, this was a hungry stare. You know the difference, Sammy.”

 

I nodded because I did, there is awe and there is naked lust, they look similar if you aren’t paying attention but if you see it enough, you start to notice it. There is a lingering, a long pause, then the slow eye contact as they silently ask for permission, even if they don’t know what they are asking for. It is super erotic and a turn-on every time it happens. Mostly they look away quickly and refuse to look back, but they saw it and they won’t forget it.

 

And John says the brother is the same…hmmmm.

 

“Well, maybe this weekend I might give big bro a show and see what he does.”

 

John smiled evilly, “I thought you were just there for Sean.”

 

“Dude, have you seen the whole family? Even the dad is jacked…I wouldn’t mind catching them all.”

 

“Sammy Ketchum, gotta fuck 'em all!” Eli sang.

 

“Sammy are you still up?” my mom called from the hall.

 

“Fuck, busted, gotta go guys.”

 

“Keep us informed!” John said quickly before I hung up.

 

“Take pics!” Eli added before the screen went dark.

 

Man, I love those guys.

 

Eden Prep

Down the Hall

“So Sean, after that first day what happened then?”

 

“Well at the time, I was in a state of panic!” I admitted, I mean I was really deep in denial so I thought I was really being tempted buy the devil.”

 

“How so?”

 

I sighed, “Well…there were all these thoughts I kept locked away and when Sammy was around….they came back like ten times stronger!”

 

One of the men nodded, “Ok, just explain to us what happened in your own words.”

 

The week just kept getting worse and worse!

 

Sammy came over and practiced every day, and then when we were done, he would go rinse off…and I would watch. I couldn’t stop! I knew it was wrong and I knew it was sinful, but his body was so…and his thing…I mean…

 

I had opened a Pandora’s box and it wouldn’t close!

 

My thing was half hard all day now, all I could think about was finding somewhere to picture Sammy and jerking off. Thankfully I could stop myself during the day, but when he was there it was impossible. I longed to pinch his nipple as he did to himself as he slowly moved his hand over the head of his thing…it was so big it was insane! There were rumors, there are always rumors, but the ones about The Parker Brothers seemed to be true.

 

It was like having my own private strip club and he was there dancing only for me.

 

I prayed every night for God, Jesus, or anyone to cleanse me of these thoughts, but my Thursday I was waking up with soiled pajamas because I had been humping my bed in my sleep, dreaming of Sammy Parker.

 

When Friday rolled around, I knew I should have called it off. I should have just told him I was busy or something but that would have been lying, and I was in enough sin already. Besides, he seemed really excited about it, I couldn’t believe one of the most popular guys in school was jazzed about spending the night at my house!

 

“Should I bring something to drink?” he asked during lunch.

 

“Oh!” I said suddenly, “We don’t drink!”

 

He smiled, “I meant Pepsi, my mom bought like fifty cases of Pepsi Mango and she is always trying to get me to finish them.”

 

I sighed in relief, “Oh, yeah I haven’t tried it yet.”

 

“The first ten cases are good, after that it gets old,” he said with a wink that made me blush…in the name of the father, son, and holy ghost…

 

I spent the rest of the day confused, knowing I should call this off as long as these sinful thoughts chased me around in my head, but I was too weak to do so. After school he was waiting for me by my locker, “You wanna come by my house so I can grab my stuff?”

 

I nodded, I’d never been to the Parker’s house before, before this week I would have never imagined I would. I realized I was also feeling prideful for having been befriended by the most popular guy in our school, oh this is so confusing.

 

They had a nice house; I know his parents were well off but they didn’t show it off like a lot of people did with their money. Sammy’s room was amazing,  he shared it with his brothers and each of them had a bed with a mural behind it. John’s was football of course, everyone knew Johnny Football, Eli’s was soccer themed, and Sammy had a hug Lion King mural behind his.

 

“You like Lion King?” I asked, pointing at the wall.

 

He nodded, “Just can’t wait to be king,” he said with a wink, so I looked away quickly.

 

They had his own fridge in his room full of Red Bulls, a nice 70-inch tv on a wall with three different game systems set up! It was amazing, I’d never seen anyone have such a cool place. As I checked out their room he took his clothes off, and before I knew it he was naked, looking through his dresser for a new outfit.

 

Gods I couldn’t look away.

 

He was so built, where I was toned, he had muscle mass from baseball that was just so sexy…

 

I didn’t say that.

 

“Sorry,” he said sitting down on his bed, “I just have to change when I get home, or I go nuts.” I just stared the perfection that was his body and was just stunned that he had such a big dick.

 

Thing, I meant thing.

 

“I-it’s ok…” I stammered, looking away.

 

I heard him chuckle and get up as he started to dress. He shoved some clothes into a backpack and told me to wait here while he went and got the Pepsi. My eyes went to the underwear he had just taken off, lying on the ground…

 

God no.

 

I looked around paranoid, making sure no one was here. I reached down and picked it up, another look…why was I doing this? I sniffed them and Sammy’s scent filled my head…oh my god! I think I might have moaned a little and lost track of time until I heard Sammy’s footsteps coming upstairs.

 

In a panic, I shoved them into my pocket.

 

“I got everything,” he said holding a plastic bag filled with cans, “You ready?”

 

I nodded, “Yeah, yeah, ready.”

 

God, did he know? Could he tell?

 

He cocked his head and smiled, “You ok?”

 

My head nodded like a bubblehead.

 

He chuckled, “Ok, let’s head out.”

 

We walked to my house; all I could feel was the underwear in my pocket weighing me down like a ship’s anchor. I expected him to turn around and say, “Caught you!” at any second, but he just talked about how he was looking forward to tryouts and how he had been reading up on this and that…

 

Why did I take his underwear? Why did I sniff them? Why did I want more?

 

“You sure you ok dude?”

 

I nodded, “Just want to get in the water,” I lied…god when did I start lying so much?

 

He smiled that thousand-watt smile, “Yeah me too.”

 

We dropped his stuff off and headed to the pool, he stripped his clothes in a flash as always, he had no shame with being nude, something I envied and had to admit enjoyed seeing…as sinful as it was. I changed quickly, trying to cover my parts out of habit, pretty sure there was nothing on me he wanted to see. Sammy could get any girl he wanted, he seemed oblivious to it but everywhere he went heads turned, and as I was beginning to understand, not all of them were female.

 

He jumped into the water and came up for air, every muscle on his body glowing with definition. His eight-pack was just insane, with the speedo I could see the last part of his tan line from summer, though it was fading fast. As always, his bulge filled the nylon entirely, leaning to the left. He was completely soft and yet it looked larger than most guys hard as a rock.

 

I looked away quickly.

 

We spent the rest of the afternoon practicing, he was good, really good. It was obvious he was an athlete, not just from his physique but from the way he picked up the new sport. It had been a little more than a week and he was already better than a couple of guys on the team who had been playing for a year or more.

 

When it got dark, we went inside, I let him use my shower first to rinse off, which gave me time to stash his underwear between my mattresses, so they won’t be found. He came out wet, white towel wrapped around his slim waist, looking like a model!

 

“I left you some hot water,” he said with a grin.

 

I just nodded and ran into the bathroom before I started drooling.

 

My thing wouldn’t go down the whole shower, the image of him naked was burned into my mind like looking at the sun and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I refused to touch myself, I had to fight the urge, I was better than this…I prayed under the water and then got out and dried off.

 

I walked out and almost lost it.

 

Sammy was on my bed, only in his boxer briefs, looking at something on his phone. It was something out of a dream, the bulge in his shorts was obscene, he was completely unaware of just how insanely hot he was. He realized I was looking and he glanced up at me and smiled, “Sorry, got a text.”

 

I shook my head and looked away, “It’s cool,” I said grabbing some clothes, “You hungry?”

 

“For food?” he asked.

 

I looked over at him, not sure what he was talking about.

 

He laughed, “Yeah starving!”

 

“Um, you might want to put clothes on.”

 

He laughed, “Shit, sorry, am used to just wearing this at home.” He pulled some jeans on and a t-shirt as I tried not to imagine him walking around his house in just underwear…

 

We went downstairs where my dad was putting down plates for the pizza, he had ordered us. Sammy was the first person I had ever asked to spend the night, so he said we were going all out. He saw us come down and smiled, “Hey guys, hope you’re hungry!”

 

I looked over at Sammy who was just staring at my dad with an odd look, “Famished sir,” he said finally.

 

I didn’t think much of it as we began to eat.

 

Sammy spent most of dinner chatting up my dad, asking him a million questions about his gym and everything. Like everyone else in the world, my dad was quickly taken in by his charm and was talking with him like they were old friends. When the pizza was done we headed back to my room, dad told us he was crashing early cause he had an early morning Crossfit class so if we could keep it down.

 

“Your dad is a cool guy,” he said once we were alone, “He looks super young to have two kids.”

 

“Yeah, my mom and him got married senior year…” my voice trailed off, I didn’t like talking about my mom much.

 

He came over and put an arm around my shoulder, “It’s cool man, I get it.”

 

It was such a kind gesture, and he was so close to me…I felt my body react…

 

“So, what do you want to do?” I asked standing up quickly.

 

“You still hungry?” he asked with a smile.

 

I shrugged, “Kinda.”

 

He reached into his bag and pulled out a Tupperware case and opened it, inside were some chocolate brownies.

 

“Whoa,” I said, “Where did you get those?”

 

“You know the guys down the street, the rugby guys?” I nodded. “They made a bunch of these for a fundraiser and gave me some, here try one.”

 

They looked amazing, I took one and bit into it. It had a funky taste but was super good. “What is that?” I asked about the taste.

 

He bit into his, “Oh they make it all organic and shit, for health.”

 

I nodded and finished mine, he handed me another and I took it gratefully. During the season I didn’t eat many sweets, so off-season I had a wicked sweet tooth. I devoured the second one while Sammy was on his first one. He had a ring of chocolate around his mouth, and I had the strongest urge to lean over and lick it clean…

 

“Um, wow…” I said feeling a little dizzy, “Sugar rush…”

 

He laughed, “I know right? Here…” he handed me one of the Pepsis and I downed it, not caring about sugar at all.

 

After the brownies were gone and many drinks had we laid on my bed, looking up at my ceiling. I had never felt so happy before in my life. He rolled over and looked at me, “So, we gonna do it?”

 

I looked over at him and was struck at how insanely good-looking he was, “I’ll do anything,” slipped out of my mouth before I could stop.

 

He jumped up, “Sweet! You wanna go first?”

 

I sat up much slower, “Huh?”

 

He pulled a few things out of his bag and held up a razor, “You want me to shave you first?”

 

My eyes got wide, “Shave?” why was I so confused?

 

He nodded, “You said we would have to shave before tryouts, so I brought the stuff. You want to shave me first?”

 

The thought of Sammy, naked, on my bed as I applied lotion…

 

“NO!” I snapped.

 

“Ok, you go first,” he said, “I’ll grab a towel.”

 

He got up and went into the bathroom as I sat there, what did I just agree to?

 

He came back out and laid out a towel on my bed, “Come on, get undressed.”

 

I nodded and stood up, screaming at myself that this was a mistake, but what could I do? If I said no it would be weird and he’d ask questions…

 

I took my shirt off and then stepped out of my sweats and moved to the bed.

 

“Whoa,” he said, “Take the underwear off or they’re gonna get wrecked. It’s cool man, we’re both guys.”

 

I slipped my underwear off thinking, that was exactly what I was afraid of. I laid face down on the bed and prayed to God to give me control…

 

I felt him get on the bed and closed my eyes. He started on my calves, covering them with shaving cream and then taking the razor slowly down my muscles. For some reason the feeling was incredible, and I had to stop myself from squirming…why was everything funny all of a sudden? It was like my head was just floating above my body…

 

He moved to the other calf, and I was so relaxed…

 

“Not bad,” he said as he worked, “You’ve shaved recently huh?”

 

I nodded, “Habit.”

 

He finished quickly and then moved up to my thighs, I felt the cream and sighed, god that felt good…

 

Once he was done with that he said, “Ok spread your legs some.”

 

I did as he said, almost falling asleep. His hands moved over my ass and I almost began to purr before I realized what he was doing, “Wha?” I asked.

 

He chuckled, “Dude, your ass is hairy as shit, hold still.”

 

“But…” I tried to focus, “Don’t need that for swimming…”

 

“I know man, but seriously. You should see it; you need some work.”

 

I wanted to protest but his hands felt so good and then he started to shave, and I just laid there and let him. “You have a great ass,” he said softly as he worked, “Just need to show it off some…”

 

“Thanks…” I answered in a daze…my thing was rock hard now…oh god!

 

He spread my cheeks and shaved up the crack and I felt my hips raise a little as I bit my bottom lip from moaning. He really got in there and the whole time I felt my thing leaking under me…

 

He stopped and slapped a cheek, “Ok turn over.”

 

“WHAT?” I almost screamed.

 

He laughed, “Dude shhh…you’ll wake your dad. Turn over so I can do the other side.”

 

“Um…” I stammered, “It’s cool…”

 

“Dude come on, turn over so I can finish.”

 

“But…I mean…”

 

He grabbed my hips and turned me over, “Stop stalling…”

 

I flipped over and my dick slapped up against my abs…I was horrified.

 

I waited for him to say something, but instead, I felt him put shaving cream on the front of my calves and start to shave. I just laid there, eyes clenched shut, horrified I was sporting wood like this. But as he worked it just got worse, he moved up my thighs and my bottom lip was numb from biting it. He moved between my thighs and spread them and worked up the side slowly, making my whole body shake.

 

Then he moved his thighs under mine and lifted my hips up…

 

And then he grabbed my balls!

 

My head shot up as he covered them with cream, “What are you doing?”

 

He paused and looked up, “Your balls are as bad as your ass, what’s up man? You guys don’t do this on the swim team?” I shook my head violently. He shrugged, “The baseball team does all the time, no way to do this by yourself.” He said going back to my balls. I groaned as he covered my sac and then grabbed the razor, “Don’t move…”

 

I heard myself whimper as the blade moved up my balls, oh my god it felt so fucking good! Why did it feel so good? He deftly shaved it, moving each ball out of the way as he worked, then he moved down, lifting my legs up, and began to shave my taint.

 

“Oh…” I gasped…

 

“Almost…” he said, running the blade up a strip of flesh no one had ever touched before…

 

I opened my eyes and saw my legs spread over my legs, Sammy Parker between them…lord this felt so right…

 

He finished and my legs wrapped around his waist as he scooted up, “Last part…”

 

He grabbed my dick and my hips moved up as I moaned, he pulled it down some and put cream on my pubes. He held my dick still as he shaved me; I could feel myself leaking into his palm, but he said nothing. I was quivering as he worked, resisting the urge to push my cock up into his hand, making him jerk me off…

 

Oh god, I was sinning!

 

“And done!” he said letting my thing go. I collapsed back onto the bed, out of breath, “Ok turn over and let me put some lotion on.”

 

I rolled over in a daze, so close to cumming that it wasn’t funny.

 

Once I was settled, he began to spread baby oil up and down my legs…and man did that feel good. He moved up to my thighs and then over my ass, kneading my buns and spreading them, I felt him pour some in my crack and I swear I could feel it slip in my hole…

 

“Shit,” he said, his hand stopping.

 

“Huh?” I asked, barely able to raise my hand I was so relaxed.

 

“Some hair fell…”

 

“Where?”

 

“I got it,” he said before I felt his finger touch my hole.

 

“No…” gasped, feeling his fingertip touch my most private spot.

 

“Stop moving,” he said, digging it in more, “You’re making it worse…”

 

I felt his fingertip stretch my hole and I gripped my sheets, “Sammy…” I whined.

 

“If it gets up in there it can get infected,” he warned me, pushing more and more…I felt my hole struggle to keep him out, but I was too turned on and too relaxed and I felt his finger push into me…

 

My cock almost exploded!

 

“Fuck,” he growled, wiggling it around, making my whole body shake.

 

“Oh…oh god…” I panted, feeling him in me, making my ass feel things…bad things…

 

He slipped his finger out and I let out a relieved sigh.

 

“Gonna have to try something else,” he said.

 

Before I could ask what, I felt his hands push my cheeks apart and his tongue plunged into my virgin hole with a vengeance. I arched my back as I felt my mind just snap as I felt him push into me… His tongue had to be as big as his cock as he filled my hole entirely in one push…a small squeak escaped my mouth as I felt nothing but pleasure.

 

I never dreamed anything could feel like this as his hands gripped my waist and held me still as he probed me slowly, nudging me in a way that had to be a sin…but oh my god…

 

As he kept digging deeper I felt more and more pleasure…my eyes rolling back into my head as I began to unravel and just surrender…I knew this was bad, was sinful but fuck me…it was so hot! I began gasping his name as I pushed back onto his face, I didn’t want to do this, I knew I shouldn’t, but my body didn’t care. As I pushed back my cock slid against my bed and I lost it as I ground back, fucking myself on his tongue without abandon.

 

His hands were on my ass cheeks, holding them as wide as he could as I pushed back onto his tongue, feeling it slide in and out of my tiny, jock hole, each inch making me lose it more and more until I was on my knees, begging for more.

 

“Sammy…oh god…” I said, one hand reaching back and pushing his head deeper into my hole, “Oh yeah…” I whined, “More…please…”

 

He couldn’t answer but he dug in harder, making me shudder as I felt my cock pulse with ecstasy. I had surrendered all hope that this was just a misunderstanding, I was literally pushing back onto his face while my hand shoved his face harder into my ass. I was desperate for more…so much more…

 

His tongue seemed impossibly long, it felt like it filled my ass entirely. Like a wet, warm cock it fucked me as I felt my cock spit out precum all over my bed…I moaned like a whore, like a common, sinful whore wanting more in me while I cried for forgiveness.

 

His tongue slipped out of my ass, and I literally cried out as I looked behind me in shock. He got to his knees behind me and smiled, “I can get it…” and two fingers slid up my spit-soaked hole.

 

“Oh god…” I gasped as he put one arm around my chest to keep me still as his other hand began to stab into me, his fingers fucking my wanting hole without pause. At first, it felt uncomfortable, and I was about to tell him to stop when his fingertips crooked upwards and brushed something…

 

“FUCK!” I barked as something in my ass exploded and flashes of light danced in front of my eyes.

 

“Your dad…” he whispered in my ear as he kept stabbing that spot, making me melt under his touch, and just like that I was pushing back onto his hand. “Yeah, that’s it,” he whispered again, “Push back, I almost got it…”

 

I nodded, not even knowing what I was doing anymore. I pushed back onto his fingers hard, the electrical shock in my ass like a small orgasm in itself, driving me insane.

 

“You want more?” he asked and I nodded, sweat falling from my forehead.

 

He pulled his fingers out and now three shoved their way in and I whimpered at the immediate discomfort until he hit that spot again.

 

“Sammy…” I moaned, slamming my hips back on his hand hard, my cock slapping my abs with each impact.

 

“Come on Sean…harder…almost there…”

 

“Oh…oh…” I gasped, I reached back and pulled his head closer, and I felt his lips on my neck. He lightly began to nibble on my neck and I sighed as I moved my head to give me free access. He bit my neck as he fingered me, my ass slapping back onto his hand hard, I was desperate for more…so much more…

 

His mouth was on my ear, “You close?” I nodded. His tongue traced around the edge of my ear and then finally licked into it, another moan escaping from my mouth as all I knew was pleasure.

 

My hips were a blur as I fucked myself on his fingers, God it wasn’t enough…I wanted more…

 

I felt a hand grip my cock and I bit my bottom lip as he began to jerk me off.

 

“Come on Sean…let go…”

 

I moved my hips between his two hands, one on my ass, the other on my cock and I knew nothing but pleasure. My arms were above my head, keeping his head close as I writhed like a common slut…

 

Just like a slut.

 

He began to push harder with his fingers as he sped up and I knew it was over.

 

“Sam…Sammy…” I panted, unable to actually form a word…

 

“Almost got it!” he said as my cock throbbed once…twice…

 

An aborted sound came out of my throat as my cock exploded as cum sprayed all over my bed. My ass clenched down on his fingers as he kept fingerfucking me, making my orgasm even harder. My whole body shook as I came again and again and again. I had never seen so much cum in my life as I pushed back onto his fingers…wanting to be fucked harder with each passing second…

 

I stopped shaking as he held me up, he slid his fingers out of me, making me gasp.

 

“Got it,” he said, wiping his fingers off on the towel, “Feel better?”

 

I nodded, leaning back into his body…never feeling so happy in my life.

 

His mouth was at my ear again, “Have fun?”

 

I nodded again, smiling as I leaned into his face.

 

“So my turn?”

 

And I froze.

 

I got up in a blur, not even caring I was naked with a dripping dick. What had I done? Oh god…this was…I had…

 

“What?” he asked confused.

 

I turned around and ran into my bathroom, slamming the door and locking it.

 

I sat down against the door, trying to banish these thoughts from my head and failing…

 

What had I done?

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