The Adventures of Mark - Friendship Flips and a Successful Lick

I have a story or two in queue, however Mark sent this one just in time to appreciate some silly reminiscent family antics just in time for Thanksgiving.  
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I didn't expect to be so busy since my last story, so sorry this took so long, everyone!

So, of course I have many stories about the adventures me and my brother had while our parents were away, some sexual, some non-sexual. But this one is about my brother and I's endless attempts to succeed in one thing; "friendship flips".

If you don't know what this is, let me explain. One person has to lay on their back and put their legs up. The second person has to let the first person grab their legs, then has to reach and grab their legs. Next, maintaining a hold, they have to roll forward together across the floor continuously.

So, my brother and I tried this numerous times. To make it easier to grab each other's legs, we wore long socks, with no shirt, and athletic shorts. Our attempts went a lot like:


"Wait, stop! Get your foot out of my face!"

"Well, get your leg off of my neck! I can barely breathe!"

But there was one attempt I will never forget. We tried one last time, with me standing and him on the floor. We almost succeeded, but then - a loss of balance. I lose my grip and turn as I fall, my rear landing right in his private area.

"Owwww!" He yelped, holding his privates as he squirmed on the floor. I stood up and watched him, asking meekly, "Are you okay?" He gave me an angry glare - the same glare he gives whenever I accidentally hurt him in our adventures.

As a response, I start running up the stairs as he chases me.  Halfway up the stairs, he  manages to grab me, giving me a very tight bear hug, restricting my arms. He knew that was the one thing I hated.

"Heyyyyy! Stop it!" I whined, my legs dangling as he lifts me in the crushing hug.

He responds, "Never!" I smile and lean my head down, giving his arm a lick.

"Ewwwwww!" He whined, wiping his arm against the stair railing, and letting go as I laugh and run away. I can hear him chasing after me. Even though at that time, we were simply playing, it was our sibling rivalry and fights that brought us closer together.

(That's it for now! Next time, I'll talk about my brother and me and our first experience with a boy!)

Mark