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From: Dream Spinner
Subject: "The Brewsters and the Sandman" (t/b, incest)Caution/Welcome. This is a story involving four brothers, two preteens and
two fourteen-year- olds, their classmates, their teachers, a couple
preschool cousins, and that man who sneaks into little children's bedrooms
in the dark of night while they're snuggled in their beds. No, not your
funny uncle that everybody talks about in whispers. I mean the Sandman.
This story is posted at free gay adult story sites for adult entertainment
only. Permission is not given to copy electronically nor in any other form
for the purpose of redistribution or posting at sites other than those
described here. This is the eighteenth of the Brewster Boys special events
and myths series. Readers are welcome to send the author, J.O. Dickingson,
comments, story suggestions and little cousins at authorsixhotmail.com The
Brewster's advice for today: embarrassed by the telltale evidence of those
wet dreams? Wear a condom to bed. Besides, you never know who might be
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The Brewsters and the Sandman "So, anyway, dumb ls preteen lolita paysites
Conrad goes, 'well, we can do more pushups than you
two wimps any day', and I go, 'oh yeah, you wanna bet pussy real lolita top sites boy?', and of
course he goes, lolis preteens hot sex 'any time geek boy' so the four of us drop to the floor
right there," explained fourteen-year-old Brent to his two younger
"Yeah, Conrad and Jason are such morons," agreed his twin brother
Brett, referring to two arrogant fellow basketball players and foils of the
Brewster brothers, Jason Smyth-Jones and Conrad Blackwell.
The two rich, popular, and good-looking jocks had throughout junior
high teased the twins about their long hair, effeminate looks and scholarly
interests. They had also teased them, along with anyone else who wore
jockey briefs, about their choice in underwear, claiming that real men, men
who had something between their legs worth talking about, wore boxers. The
twins had finally gotten back at the boys by masquerading as girls and
tricking them into dating them back in May, and then culminating and
consummating their relationship on April Fools Day, accompanied, of course,
with appropriate documentation for future use.
Thinking they had destroyed the incriminating videotape of their date
and not knowing the boys had slipped them a blank one, the two jocks began
teasing Brett and Brent all the more, knowing very well the twins could not
tell anyone about their prank without revealing that they had been the hot
"girls" everyone had seen dating Jason and Conrad. In retaliation, the
twins used their Polaroids of the two jocks in their kiddy Pokemon
underwear to blackmail them into wearing Cheryl Elwood's panties on
Bastille Day, and then used their light fingers and book of magic to reveal
what they were wearing to the entire community. Since then, the two jocks
had intensified their teasing and had become obsessed by their feud. The
two were intent on finding ways to put down or embarrass the twins as badly
as they had been embarrassed. In turn, Brent and Brett had responded to
the teasing by spreading rumours that the two boys did not just like to
wear panties, but were transvestites and closet lovers.
"So we accepted the challenge, but not before we bet them."
"What did you bet?"
"The looser has to wear girl's panties and have their toenails painted
on the first day of school next week."
"So what happened?" asked Benny, his hazel eyes twinkling in
"You beat them of course."
"Yeah, we won easy," said Brent. "I can't wait until they strip for
gym on Monday."
"Yeah," agreed Brett. preeteen underage lolita panties "I can't believe the morons agreed to the bet
"Well, they've been trying to act so macho ever since Bastille Day
they really thought they could beat us. They forgot how light we are we
had no trouble doing more pushups than those muscle-bound dickheads."
"Besides, you get lots of practice doing pushups," grinned their kid
brother Bobby, jerking his hips to and fro suggestively.
"With you always sticking your cute butt in the air and asking us to
stuff it, how can we help it?" observed Brett with a brotherly smile.
"That was a great plan," observed Benny, "cept for one thing."
"What's bbs nude lolita samples
that?" his three brothers asked.
"We don't go to school on Monday, remember? It's a holiday. Columbus
"How could we forget that!"
Columbus Day at one time had been a major celebration, but with the
First Nations becoming more politically active, and not particularly
overjoyed about celebrating something that marked the commencement of the
Europeans taking over their pictures of naked lolitas land, many towns, including theirs, had begun
taking a low key attitude toward the day.
"So we just have to wait for Tuesday," observed underground yahoo groups lolita Brent
"Cept we don't have gym on Tuesdays," Brett reminded his twin brother
"Oh damn! That's right!"
"Bet those dickheads knew if they lost and had to pay the bet, nobody
"You should have had some witnesses."
"But then they would know those goons were wearing panties because of
the bet, not because they liked to, which is what we wanted everyone to
"But if they knew about there being no phys ed, they would have
realized nobody would know you were paying the bet if you'd lost either, so
what would be the point?"
"They didn't give a fuck about the bet or the panties. All they were
interested in was beating us at pushups so they could lolita teen little young brag about it to the
"Damn!" cursed Brent. "Now nobody's gonna know about their toes.
That idea of yours was so wicked too!"
"Now who's the morons?" asked Benny with a wicked grin. With his fine
dark brown hair gelled and highlighted with blond streaks, and with his
high cheekbones and fine nose and mouth, the four-foot-ten, ninety-four
pound twelve-year-old was an attractive boy with a devilish look about him.
The twins wrinkled up their noses and stuck their tongues out at their
younger brother as they gave him the finger. Benny responded by spinning
around and bending over. Not only was he good-looking, he had an
attractive, compact backside.
"Anyway, speaking of pushups and my cute butt, now that the brats are
oh fuck!" cursed Bobby at the sound of the crash. Running his fingers
through his dark brown, spiked hair, the boy, who had just preteen lolita models movies turned eleven a
week ago, rolled his hazel eyes and frowned along with his brothers,
twelve-year-old Benny and the fourteen-year-old twins, Brent and Brett.
"So whose turn is it to go downstairs and tell the brats to get to sleep?"
"Brett's," said Brent.
"Brent's," said Brett.
"Yours," observed Benny.
"Up yours, I went last time," replied Bobby.
The boys did.
"I think they finally fell asleep."
A sudden thump and a crash from the basement caused the boys to sigh.
"Let's all go," suggested Brett, and the four boys reluctantly got to
The boys' cousins, five-year-old Markey and his six-year-old brother
Josh, had been interrupting the boys all evening. Their Aunt Tammy, their
father's sister from Canada, and her husband, Uncle David, had come to
spend the Columbus Day weekend with cgi board loli boys them, and had gone out with their
parents, leaving the boys to babysit. That had been fine with the boys,
who looked forward to any time they were alone so they could surf the net
for new hot sites or chat with their Texas cousins on icq. Also, at the
end of August, they had made friends with a Makah boy who had just turned
fifteen, and they were eager to share some of the hot sites they knew with
Besides, they enjoyed babysitting and often babysat some of the young
neighbour boys, so had figured the boys would be in bed and sound asleep by
now. They had even given them warm milk and read them a bedtime story to
speed things up. Their two little cousins, however, had been up
constantly, and had caught them in the computer room viewing sites they
should not be in and fiddling with themselves three times so far. That the
boys wouldn't have minded except for the fact that when you are five and
six, you don't always keep your mouth shut.
Approaching the guest room, they paused at the door. There was
silence. Maybe they had finally dropped off. Brett very slowly and
cautiously opened the door. There in the light of the full moon was a tall
dark figure leaning over the two small boys sprawled out on the bed in
their pajamas, a tall scarecrow of a man lolita nude 13 14
with a pale, thin face with a
narrow nose and jutting jaw, dressed in a top hat and tails. One scrawny
hand was reaching out toward Josh's mouth, the other for the unsuspecting
boy's crotch. The four brothers glanced at each other, and without a
thought free preteen lolitas com for their own safety, threw open the door and rushed in. Leaping
upon the figure, they wrestled him to the floor with a resounding crash.
"You okay Bobby?"
"I landed on a fuckin' truck or something! Right on my fuckin' butt!"
"Shit he's got long legs!"
"He's fuckin' strong for a skinny guy," Benny grunted as he tried to
hold down an arm.
"You might as well quit struggling, you can't fight the four of us,"
The intruder did not take his advice. Despite the fact the two twins,
almost fifteen years old, were healthy and athletic, they were light boned,
and like their two younger brothers, on the slender side, and the man,
despite his scrawny appearance, was wiry and strong. Even at four to one
the boys were having a difficult time keeping him pinned down.
"Geez, Bobby," complained Brent as he sat down on the man's lolitas free pics nudist right calf
and pushed down on his knee in an attempt to stop him from getting up.
"What are you doing photo children nude lolita pulling down his fly? young tiny lolita pussy
You're supposed to be helping us
hold this dude down, not messing with his dick."
"That's our lolita young child bbs kid brother," observed Brett as he struggled with the
intruder's other leg. "One track mind."
"Fuck you," replied Bobby. "I'm undoing his pants so we can pull them
down and tangle up his legs."
"Oh. Yeah. Good idea," the twins chorused.
"Well, thank you brothers," replied Bobby, having easily accomplished
his goal of getting the man's pants over his hips with years of experience
of pulling down the trousers of reluctant boys lolitas topless models com
"Boys," said the man, gasping between breaths modelos lolitas non nudes as he spoke for the
first time. "You're making a mistake. Let me go."
"What mistake? You broke into our house," accused Brett.
"And were gonna mess with our cousins," added Brent.
"Oh yeah? We image board loli ru seen ya reaching out for Josh," said Benny.
"Yeah, we seen ya," chorused his brothers.
"It wasn't what you think."
"Oh sure," the boys all said, having by then tangled up his legs with
his trousers. Undoing his belt, they lashed his ankles together with it.
They'd used that line often themselves.
"Honest. I can explain," the man said, his voice so soft and gentle
it was a whisper.
"Oh sure," Brett replied as the boys used one of the belts of their
little cousins to lash his wrists together and then pulling them fresh new lolita galleries above his
head, using the belt of their other cousin to then tie his bound wrists to
the foot of the guest bed.
Having bound him up securely, they turned on the lights. Their two
cousins, having been woken by the noise and cursing, were sitting on the
bed in their pajamas, their legs pulled up under them, and staring at the
man on the floor in wide-eyed wonder. The intruder, six-foot-six and a
hundred and thirty pounds, looked to be in his late sixties to the boys.
He was dressed in tails, his black waistcoat, vest, trousers and top hat,
which was laying on the floor beside him, having a fine sprinkling of
golden flecks. His shirt and socks were a pale silver, and his boxers were
a navy blue with a pattern of stars and crescent moons. He had a thin,
gaunt face, ghostly white with pale blue eyes and long, thin, wispy white
hair down to his shoulders, a long, narrow nose, and a best lolita castle tgp prominent cleft
chin. Looking at him from
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