Warning: This story will, but does not currently, contain descriptions of consenting males engaging in sexual acts. If you don't want to read it, or it is illegal for you to, then please leave. Also, Freaks and Geeks, and all related characters, are property of Dreamworks. I intend no copyright infringement.
The next day couldn't have been better for Neil. It turned out their dad had some emergency dental patients, and their mom was runnin errands all day. Neil figured that these 'emergency dental patients' were some floosies his dad was meeting, but he was far too involved with what he had planned to care.
Neil got up early in the hopes of ushering his parents away to breakfast somewhere nice, just to get them out of the house, but veiled as an attempt to rekindle their romance. Luckily his cock and bull story was unnecessary, and they were gone within fifteen minutes after he got up.
Neil knew that Barry was slick, and knew that he'd be up as early as it took to embarrass his brother, so he figured that showering then would still gaurantee a visit and give him an excuse. It would seem like he was making an effort to shower before Barry could catch him. Things were really coming together.
Neil went up to the room, opened the door with just enough force to make a creak that would ensure Barry was awake. He headed for his hamper, retrieved his 'Virginia is for Lovers' towel, and headed to the shower with no change of clothes. He paused thinking that maybe he was making it too easy, but decided to just go ahead as planned.
Neil's haste to get into the shower and get off, while simulated, created some very pleasant accidents, the greatest of wich was leaving the door partly ajar.
Neil disrobed, quickly threw his towel on the bar, and hopped in the shower without running the water for temperature first. As he soaped up, his thoughts turned to jacking off so he could get caught in the act, and, much to his surprize, he was getting trned on just thinking about Barry catching him. Not only was it getting him turned on, he soon found out that it was a huge turn on. The longer he went, the less he could control himself, and soon he was moaning, but not just uninteligable grunts. He began moaning his brother's name.
Meanwhile, Barry had snuck into the bathroom and taken both Neil's clothes and his towel, as to leave him no alternative to nakedness when he got the little man. When he came back into the bathroom, he began hearing squishing and sliding sounds, and knew instantly that he had Neil just where he wanted him, but just to see if it could possibly get any better, he held off the actual catching part of it. As he listened, soft moans began, and soon they developed into louder moans and grunts of pleasure. Just then he heard something.
"Ooh, oh, wow... oh Barry, yeah, just let me help you with that."
"Oh my god," thought Barry, "what did he just say?"
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