"Dude!" John shrieked mentally, as he felt his brother's cock swell and stiffen inside him, "Stop!"
In spite of his headaches, James couldn't hear John's mental pleas. He just sensed vaguely his brother's
disquietude. His way of coping with pain was to ride his bike. So, James just leaned forward and pedaled
faster. His endorphins were flowing now, and the pain lessened. He started to get aroused, bicycling helped
contain or redirect 18 year old James' sexual energies. He was riding to get a natural high, and his cock was
now rock hard and oozing precum.
John too could sense his brother. He didn't have headaches from the sensation, he was feeling lusty himself.
He wasn't sure how bicycle shorts could be horny, but he was. Now his brother's cock was pressing into him.
The stretching of John's fabric body allowed dim light to flow in through the openings in the mesh fabric, and
John could dimly see the magnificent manhood rising like a phallic god over him. The drawn back foreskin &
mushroom tip at the end of the shaft mesmerized him. He whispered to himself, I'm not gay, but the sensations
he was feeling. The endorphin and sexual highs that his brother's mind was sharing with him were
intoxicating, and he no longer felt sure of himself. Precum oozed from his brother's piss slit, and John found
himself smelling, feeling and tasting it. His feelings of lusty abandonment washed back on James, and his
headache was gone, and his own lusty high increased. The brothers' psyches were feeding on each other, as
James pedaled on and on.
Tom had no idea what was happening. He really didn't care. He thought it might be fun to have his room mate
John join the Magical Society, but his motivation in the initiation was simply to get rid of John over winter
break. He figured something inanimate to keep John from coming back early or communicating with others. Then
he had to decide where to put John. He didn't want him in the dorm, even if he was underwear in a drawer.
Underwear, he thought. John was always talking about his kid brother. Some kid, the guy was half a head
taller than John, only a year younger and a lot more muscular. Still he figured underwear might be a bit too
intimate. He flipped through the mail on John's desk and had come across a letter from James in which he had
mentioned he had to patch his existing bike shorts again. That had given him the idea. The guy would take
good care of his bike shorts. John could spend time with his brother and family, and since John would be a
Christmas gift from his beloved brother, James would take extra good care of him. Tom would worry about
retrieving John later. He had more important things to focus on now.