Five Brothers Story

Note : This story is completely fictional!

Well, it all began one hot summer day in Minneapolis. Five brothers were celebrating the first time they had all been together in about 3 years. The brothers were 20-30 yrs old and the two oldest. Josh and Danny had just come home from 2 years in the navy, having been on a sub in the Pacific. The middle brother, Peter, had taken over a run-down mechanic’s garage and was doing very well at getting it going. Mark and David were back from college and helping Peter in the garage. The 5 boys were Italian and had the All-American image. They kept small-time crooks out of their neighborhood and, in general, watched over things in their area. They were all extremely handsome and neighborhood women gossiped about who might snag them. The one area they had controlled was the deflowering of the girls in the neighborhood. Mind you, not every one but most of the area’s young girls had been introduced to sex by one of the brothers. At 16, Josh had discovered that he had a way of softly charming young girls into trusting him. He used his talent to break the cherries of all the 12-17 year old girls in their neighborhood in one summer. Before Josh went into the navy, he had then passed along his secrets to Danny and a family tradition had begun. Peter learned from Danny and then taught Mark. And that is where the tradition ended. David was just plain not like the others. He was shy, especially around girls, and lacked confidence in almost everything.

The brothers had gotten a case of beer and were going to set up the barbecue in the garage and make it an evening of swapping stories and reconnecting. Mark was really into weight-lifting and had gotten a cheap gym set so he could lift weights right in the garage when they weren’t busy. So, Danny and Josh were busy with the barbecue, Peter was finishing up some paper work in the garage office and David was standing around waiting for Danny to tell him what to do.

At the same time as the brothers were setting up for the evening, Bonnie, a high school teacher from northern rural Minnesota had taken her 18 yr old daughter, Monica, down to the city to look at colleges to consider after her upcoming senior year of high school. They didn’t get along very well. In fact, they couldn’t have more different personalities. Bonnie was outgoing, had married twice and was very sensual and sexually experienced, in fact, Bonnie loved the whole game of sexuality and men. Monica had been the star basketball player at her small high school last year and was really into sports and strength training. A small problem (at least for being a sport’s star) was developing for Monica in that she was maturing fast and her bust was getting huge. She had gone from a 34B to a 36D in 6 months. And her hips were filling out, not with fat but muscle. Bonnie, 38 yrs old, was still very fit and stacked as well. It wasn’t really a surprise the Monica was filling out like her mother. But Bonnie was worried that her daughter might be a lesbian. She had tried to broach the subject on several different occasions but Monica just locked down. Monica played sports only. She never gave a hoot about the boys sniffing around her. In fact, she treated them like competition, inviting them to go one-on-one and beating a lot of them on the court. The truth inside Monica’s brain was that she was scared of sex (actually she feared she might like it TOO much) and just couldn’t ever bring herself to trust anyone enough to give her virginity up.

Well, they weren’t having all that much luck with their adventure of looking at college campuses and Monica was being a brat, always complaining about where her mother wanted to take her. Bonnie, trying to argue with her daughter had taken a wrong turn and just kept getting herself deeper into the wrong part of town. Their luck, still deteriorating, put the car on the side of the street, after the left rear tire had hit a nail. Exiting the car, Bonnie checked the tire out and realized she was in a very, very precarious situation. But, as chance would have it, the Danny and Josh saw Bonnie and strolled across the street to give her a hand. Realizing she needed to get the tire fixed (her spare was flat too), they offered their garage services to repair the tire. Bonnie was extremely happy to have been so fortunate to find these nice young boys to help her out. Bonnie and Monica went into the garage and Peter got them chairs while they waited. Monica noticed that another young man, Mark, was lifting weights and walked over to watch.

“Hey, how much do you press?” she asked as he pushed the bar up counting 20. 

“Oh, today, about 245,” he replied as he took in the sight of Monica. “Do you lift?”

“Yeah, I press about 150.” She said as she took in the sight of Mark.

“Hey, you wanna give it a go?” he asked.

“Sure”, she said and unzipped her wind-breaker and got down on the short bench. She was wearing jeans and a light summer blouse and tennis shoes.

Josh and Danny were chatting up Bonnie and they were all watching Monica and Mark. Bonnie was starting to feel just a little bit funny. Josh was letting his eyes wander over her body and she thought, “is this guy hitting on me?” Plus, she could see the way Josh and Danny both looked at Monica. Josh excused himself and asked Danny to go with him in the office as he had some things to go over. Once inside, Josh told Danny about an idea he had of trying to seduce the two women, just like the good ole days. Danny would go after Bonnie and Josh would work on Monica. Danny agreed and they went back to Bonnie. Josh excused himself again and went over to watch Monica and Mark trade times on the bench.

“So, Bonnie, since it’s gonna take Peter about another hour or so to repair the tire and get it put on your car, how about we get a beer and you help me get the brats and burgers ready for the grill,” suggested Danny.

Bonnie looked around, still not sure of herself at all but thinking these boys, though young and full of testosterone, were pretty normal. Besides she was enjoying the looks. Monica and Mark seemed to be smiling and laughing and that put her at ease too. “Yeah, what the heck, might as well. But, only one beer as I’ll have to drive after this.”

“Great, c’mon.” said Danny as he led her into the back part of the garage where the kitchenette was. The kitchenette was very small but adequate for one person. Having two in there meant they might rub up against each other once in a while. And Danny made sure it happened more often and not. They joked and brush shoulders and butts while the beer softened the anxiety and increased the sexual tension. Bonnie found herself enjoying this young man’s wit. With her hands in the hamburger, Mark maneuvered himself behind her on the pretense of getting something of the cupboard behind them. Turning around, he put his hands on her hips and whispered in her ear, “You are ONE beautiful woman, Bonnie. I wouldn’t let you out in the city by yourself.” Keeping his hands on her hips, he could feel her tension but she wasn’t pushing him away. 

“Aw, Danny, thank you , you’re not so bad yourself”, she replied, wondering where that comment came from. She saw that she was actually feeling like a high school flirt. Danny moved his hands up and cupped her breasts. He thought, ‘these tits are fucking awesome, I hope she doesn’t get pissed off.”

Bonnie set her hands down and turned around quickly. “We can’t do this”, she said, looking right at him. 

Looking right into her eyes, Danny’s slightly crooked smile began to melt away at her resolve. “Oh, c’mon, just a little play, nothing heavy, you know, I’m not out to hurt you and you might even enjoy it”. Still talking in a soft whisper, his hands began to unbutton Bonnie’s blouse. Bonnie didn’t hear a thing, caught totally by surprise by his confidence and aggressive behavior. He had her blouse unbuttoned before she knew it and Danny’s eyes never left hers. Her hands were still greasy with the remnants of hamburger and Danny move is hands up to cup her breasts as he leaned over and planted a deep kiss, putting his tongue inside slowly and finding that her resistance was fading and there was even a hint of response to his tongue. Continue to massage her breasts, his hands found the clasp in the middle of her bra and Bonnie was helpless when she felt his hands on her bare tits. Her breathing became heavy and her tongue began to probe this young man’s mouth. He moved his hips a little closer and she felt his hardness. “My God, he’s huge”, she thought. Tilting her head back, she said, “Wow, I think that’s maybe enough for now. I don’t want my daughter to catch us.”

Danny, sensing the weakness of Bonnie’s resistance, said, “OK, I’ll button your blouse up and then we’ll pretend we’re going out back to look around and we’ll get out of earshot of your daughter”.

“No, that’s not what I meant, I really don’t think we should go any further”, she replied in her soft whisper with her eyes a little glassy.

But, her blouse was already buttoned up and Danny was leading her out and yelling to the others, he was giving Bonnie a tour of the back storage area.

Meanwhile, Josh was going nuts watching Monica and Mark take turns on the bench. Josh motioned with his eyes to Mark that they should make a move. Mark indicated back his agreement. Josh suggested they measure Mark’s biceps when he was on the bench, both before he lifted the bar and while he had the bar up. Monica thought it was totally cool that Mark’s biceps increased by 2 inches when he pressed the bar up. She wanted her biceps measured too.

“OK, Monica, lay down and put your arms on the bar but don’t lift anything”, directed Josh. “Mark and I’ll measure your biceps.” After putting the tape around her arms, Josh told her to lift the bar off the stand and to hold the bar up while they measured her biceps again. Josh measured her right bicep first, feigning to be in a hurry, telling her to just hold in a little longer, he brushed up against her tits more than once. Finally done, he gave the tape to Mark. Mark stepped over her body on the bench with his legs straddling her body. Josh moved around saying he would spot just in case her arms gave way. With Mark accidentally brushing her breasts, Josh grabbed Monica’s hands and held them around the bar. Monica tried to get up but Mark sat down on her torso. Josh had her hands on the bar and Mark held her legs down by sitting on her upper legs. Josh let her hands move away from the bar as Mark slid Monica’s body down the bench. Josh put the bar back and when there was enough room to sit right next to Monica’s head, he stopped, leaving her butt just barely on the bench. Josh pulled her arms over her head, sat down and locked them under his knees.

Mark was holding her mouth and telling her, “don’t worry, we’re not going to hurt you, we just have to feel your tits once. You’ve gotten us both so hot that we’re going nuts. If you promise not to yell, I take my hand away. We’re not going to hurt you at all. It’ll only be a minute or two if you just stop fighting.” Monica nodded her head and Mark removed his hand from her mouth.

Then, Josh reached inside Monica’s blouse. Monica squirmed under Mark when she felt Josh’s hand go inside her bra and squeeze her huge tits. Monica felt Mark’s cock grow with her squirming under him. As Josh was squeezing, Mark was telling her, “just relax, this won’t take long and we promise, you won’t get hurt”, while unbuttoning her blouse. 

Monica’s eyes were on fire. She was not used to not being in control. Mark had her blouse open and he could see Josh’s hands insider her bra. He unclasped her bra and Josh lifted his hands. Wow, what a fucking pair of tits. Monica was starting to yell and they shoved a rag into her mouth and put some tape over it. Josh took his hands away. Her torso was totally exposed and both men knew they were not going to let her get away.

Mark said, “Monica, if you would just be quiet, we wouldn’t have to gag you. C’mon, let’s have some fun. Hell, you could enjoy this too. It doesn’t have to be something bad for you. You can feel us and we can just have fun without doing anything to hurt anyone or make anyone feel bad. And I promise we aren’t going to fuck you or do anything you don’t want.”

Monica’s eyes softened and some of the fear went out of them. Mark asked her if she was OK and she nodded she was. Mark then told her he was going to take the gag out. Monica thanked him and then asked him to let her arms up as it made her feel scared having them pinned under Josh’s legs. 

Mark asked, “sure we can let you up, but will you play with us a little and try to have some fun and stop fighting everything?”

“OK” she said, anything to get her arms free and to get some element of control back.

Josh stood up and released her arms. Helping her to sit up, they left her sitting in the middle of the bench, her legs on both sides with her arms protectively crossed her chest. Josh and Mark moved in and sat in front and behind her. Mark lifted her legs over his and told her to relax as he played with her hair and leaned in to kiss her. She responded tentatively, and winced when Josh reached around and resumed massaging her breasts. She tried to squeeze her arms against her sides to prevent him but Mark looked into her eyes and said, “Monica, just enjoy it, you know it feels good. I mean, how many times have you had two men so attracted to you and willing to just play and not be forceful about it?” Mark lifted her arms up and put them around his head and leaned in to kiss, pushing his tongue in deeper and feeling her body begin to warm up and leaving her defenseless as Josh’s hands moved around her sides straight to her fleshy tits. Josh moved his hips in closer and began massaging her tits earnestly.

After two full minutes, Mark pulled back and said, “see, that was kind of fun, wasn’t it?” Monica wasn’t ready to admit it but she didn’t push anyone away. Feeling Josh behind her, his cock felt huge. Finally Josh said, “hey, I wanna kiss her too, let’s turn her around and give me a go.”

Monica let them help her to stand her up and turn around. Her blouse was open and her tits bounced as she maneuvered herself in between them again. She even finally managed a giggle. She hadn’t been so sure of Josh but his hands did feel good on her tits and he was just having fun. So, she responded to Josh’s kiss and waited for Mark to reach around her and begin to massage her breasts again. This really did feel good, she thought and they weren’t going any further so no harm would be done.

Mark worked over her flesh, over and over. Moving his hands under her armpits, around the globes, hefting the flesh periodically, moving across her nipples, up under her chin, down across her stomach, relentlessly and without any breaks, he brought her hormones out in full force. Monica was dimly aware that she was helpless to resist any longer. She hoped the boys would stop but she couldn’t tell them to. And just when she thought things were nice and warm and still hopeful of the boys pure intentions, Mark’s hands moved lower into the waistband of her jeans. She felt his hands unbutton them and heard the zipper sound. Josh was intensifying his kiss and kept her arms up around his head. With her zipper down all the way, Mark’s hand went inside and grazed over her pussy lips. She was dripping wet already and Mark’s finger moved effortlessly up and down her slit. He pulled her back just a little, forcing her to lay against his chest so he could reach in further, getting his finger deeper inside her cleft. Josh stayed with her, leaning into her, keeping their mouth’s attached. 

Back to Danny and Bonnie. Out of sight and sound from her daughter, Bonnie thought she would let this playful game go on a little longer. Danny led her to a pile of tires and she sat down while he unbuttoned her blouse.