My Younger Brother’s Friend Part 3: Artie

At this point, me and Phil have been fucking whenever we got the chance. However, summer was ending and I was about to start my first year of college away from home. I was going to miss our hookups, and I knew at college I would stay in the closet and get with girls (I am bi though). Even though it wouldnt last forever, I had to enjoy the time we had left, and hopefully the times we would have when I came home.

I was texting Phil working on a day that we could meet up. Both my parents had full time jobs in the city, and if my brother was not going to be home I knew he could come over. Luckily, my brother went to work with my father sometimes, and this week he was going. Phil’s parents also worked, so I told Phil I would pick him up at his house at 10am since we would have to leave my house by 5. He agreed, then shocked me with some great news. He asked if his friend Artie could join us. He said that he told him what we’ve been doing and he wants to try it out. I couldn’t deny and told him to tell Artie I’d pick him up at 10 also.

I’ve met Artie many times because he was my brothers friend as well. I couldn’t say no to this opportuniy because he was one sexy kid. He was a little taller than Phil, standing at about 5’6” with short dirty blonde hair and even more of a baby face and some freckles. He had sexy blue eyes that pierced my soul when he looked at me and I always got vibes from him. Whenever he was at my house, I would catch him staring at me or my dick. I would just smile and he would look away. He was kind of quiet, but that was soon to change. Artie had a small frame, like Phil, but was almost entirely hairless on his legs and body, mainly because the hair was blonde. His six pack was almost fully developed, and his ass just begged to be fucked.

I couldnt believe I was getting this lucky with my brothers friends. I knew my brother was completely straight, because he hated anything gay and Phil would always have to hide any gay emotions in front of him.