Date: Tue, 15 Nov 2016 13:10:03 -0600
From: Brian Johnson <wisconsinnudist7@gmail.com>
Subject: My Best Friend's Brother Chapter 1

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My Best Friends Brother

	All through school, my best friend was Dave. He was lucky to have
an older brother, Ronald. I was an only child and I longed to have an older
brother. Of course, Dave said I was lucky not to have one. Ronald was three
years older than Dave and I, so when we were sophomores, he was gone. I did
not see much of him after that.

	Dave and I graduated and headed off to different universities. We
saw each other during the summer, but as we got older, things changed.
Don't get me wrong, we were still friends, it just that we were going in
different directions.  He got his degree in accounting and went to work for
a large accounting firm in the East. I became an engineer and worked for a
large international engineering firm in California. Dave and I stayed in
touch, but only occasionally saw each other if we were both home at the
same time.

	But that changed one day after I parked my car at work.  Walking to
the entrance, I saw a man and there was something familiar about him. When
I got closer, I thought that it might be Dave's brother Ronald; so I called
his name and he stopped. It was he. He looked at me but did not seem to
recognize me. "Its Brian Johnson, Dave's friend." When I said that he
smiled and said hi. We chatted as we walked into the building and then went
our separate ways.

	After that chance meeting in the parking lot, I say Ron frequently
at work. We even went for a drink after work a few times. It was one of
those times after work that I remembered that he liked to fish and I had
become a fisherman myself. I asked him if he knew of a good place to
fish. He said that he did not know I like fishing. I told him it was
something that I learned to do when I was at university. I said that with
the a holiday weekend coming up, that I would like to go fishing but was
not familiar with a good place in the area.

	"Well, you are in luck, he said. I will be going to my favorite
fishing hoie that weekend, and you are welcome to join me if you want to."
I said that I would like that very much. He said that he wanted to leave on
Friday about three o'clock. I wasn't sure that I could get off that early.
He said that all I had to do was tell my supervisor that I wanted to leave
early on Friday and that I would work longer days Monday to Thursday. When
I talked to my supervisor about leaving early to go fishing; he agreed and
suggested that if I did not take a lunch break, I could lave even earlier.

	Ron told me that all I had to bring was my pole and tackle and he
would bring everything else. He pulled up at 2:00 and we were off. It was a
four-hour drive to his fishing hole. It was actually a good-sized lake in
the middle of a forest. It did not take long to set up our camp. And Ron
was right, he brought every thing that we needed, including a 6 man
tent. When I asked him about the large tent, he said that he liked to have
plenty of room. He then said, "Lets go fishing and catch our dinner."

	Well he was right about it being a good fishing place because in
about 45 minutes I had caught two good sized Walleyes. He had the same
luck. We went back to camp, cleaned the fish and he cooked them with some
potatoes and biscuits. He even brought some beer. So our first meal was
quite good. Afterwards we sat watched the sunset and got caught up to
date. He filled me in on what Dave was up to and talked about our projects
at worked. Well the fire burned out and it was getting dark so we headed to
the tent and hopefully a good nights sleep. He said that we would have to
get up bright and early and catch our breakfast.

	Both of us must have been tired because we did not wake up until
eight o'clock. But we moved fast and it did not take us long to catch our
breakfast. I had 5 good-sized Walleyes and I kept all of them just in case
Ron did not have the same luck as I did. Well, he had even better luck and
he brought six into camp. When he saw what we had, he said that we are set
for lunch. I said that fish was my favorite food and you can never have too
many. He started to cook some while I finished cleaning the rest of them. I
put them in the cooler and we had a great breakfast. After we washed the
dishes. We just sat and looked at the scenery and drank our coffee.

	Well the sun came up and the temperature had to be in the high 80's
if not even 90 degrees. Ron looked at me and said, "I don't know about you,
but I am going swimming and cool off." I said that sounded like a good
idea, but that I did not have a suit with me. He had removed his shoes and
socks and was standing removing his tee-shirt and he said, "Who needs a
suit." Then he dropped his shorts and his boxers. Well, I did the same but
he was in the water before me Walking behind him as we went to the lake, I
remembered what I had heard about him in school; that he was hung like a
horse. Naturally, from behind him I could not see it that was true. And
while we were in the water I saw nothing.

	He asked if I was a good swimmer. I had to remind him that I was on
the swim team in high school. He said, "Well see that island about 500 feet
away, I will race you to it." "You are on" I said. Well, it was almost a
dead heat.  We were both out of breath and sat on the shore for a while and
then swam back. He just lay down on the grass in a sunny spot and said let
the sun dry us off.  I also lay down next to him, but not to close. We just
lay there enjoying the warmth of the sun.

	I had a chance to check him out when we got out of the water, and
the rumor was correct; he was large. I had never seen anyone that was that
large. I don't know if he had seen me checking him out, but I did see a
smile on his face. We had been in the sun for a long while when I asked
him, "Ron may I ask you a question, a personal question?" he said go
ahead. "Well back in high school, it was rumored that you were hung like a
horse. And, I see that there was truth to the rumor. I am wondering, does
it get bigger when you get hard?" He then said, "Tell me, does your cock
get bigger when it gets hard?" I replied, "Yes, a little." "Well so does
mine," he said. I bet your girlfriends really like that," I added. "No,
they are afraid of it. They worry that it will hurt them." He added, that
all he gets were blowjobs.

	Well, I just have an averaged sized cock, I think a larger one
would be better, I said. He said you would until you had one. Well talking
about cocks and blowjobs and sex started my cock to get hard and so did
his. I said please don't get this wrong, but I see that both of us are
getting hard and I would really like to see what you look like when fully
aroused. `Okay, Brian, I will show you mine if you show me yours" he
said. Well we both did what we had to do and in a few minutes both of us
were at full staff. He caught me off guard when he said, "You can touch it
if you want." "Really you can." I slowly and hesitantly put a hand on it
and them wrapped it around the staff. My fingers almost met, so while he
was long, he was not much thicker than I was. He told me to put my other
hand on it. I did and there was still about 2 inches exposed. His hand was
on me and he actually stroked it a little.

	After we removed our hands, he said "Well all this talk and
touching has got me horny. I can see that you are horny too, I guess that
we should do something about that.  He was right and that I guessed that we
would jerk off. "Well," I said, "when we were back in high school, I would
have sucked your dick in order to see it. "Well Brian, that was not what I
had in mind.' "What do you mean,; I asked.  "Well remember all those nights
that you slept over? My room was next to Dave's and we shared a heating
vent. I heard everything that you and my little brother did." I had to ask
everything? "Yes, I heard everything. I heard when you jerked off. I
remember the first time you sucked each other. "Oh please tell me that you
did not hear everything?  "No, Brian, I remember the night that he fucked
you and you lost your virginity. I was laying in bed stroking my cock and
wishing it was my cock that was in you ass."

	"You wanted to fuck me," I asked. "From the very first time I saw
your cute little butt," he replied. "But you never said anything." "You
don't tell you little brother `s friend that you want to fuck him." "Well
you are right, back then that would have scared me away." "You just said
`Back then' does that mean now...? "Well, I just got a chance to check out
how big you cock is when soft and when hard; I had a chance to touch it and
I am wondering what it will feel like when it is inside of me."

	Ron then said that he had some lube in his bag and would get it. I
should lay on my back and pull my knees towards my head. He lubed his cock
and my hole. He then inserted first one finger and them added more until he
had all of his fingers in me. "I will go slow and be as gentle as I can,'
he said. I felt the head of his cock as he pushed inside of me. It hurt but
I did not cry out. He continued to push his cock into me, but slowly to
allow me to adjust to having it inside of me. He stopped when he was about
half way into me. I said to go on put more into me. He wouldn't and said
that I need to get used to having him inside of me and that we had all
weekend to do this. He started to move his cock in and out of me. I had to
tell him that it felt good and he should keep on. He said that he was about
to cum and pulled out and shot a tremendous load over my chest. I said that
it was great and thanked him. As I was about to wrap my hand around my dick
and jerk off, he pushed my hand away and licked my balls and my cock. He
actually sucked my balls and my cock and when I told him I was about to cum
so he could pull off, he did not and h took my entire load.

	Afterwards we just laid in the sun and rested. We did go down to
the lake and cleaned up. He mentioned that it was lunchtime and we pulled
on our shorts in case somebody happened by and we fixed our lunch. After
lunch, we just sat drinking our coffee and enjoyed the afternoon. I looked
at my watch and it was almost four o'clock and I said that we should go and
catch our dinner. "Look after our exercise this morning and knowing what we
will b doing tonight, we can't just eat fish, I brought some steaks. You
fix the salad and the biscuits while I cook the steaks."

	After dinner, we cleaned the dishes and just relaxed. It started to
get dark abound 9:30, so we put everything away for the night and went into
the tent. I was glad that Ron had brought a six-man tent. We removed our
shorts and lay down next to each other. "Lets get some sleep, we have all
day tomorrow to make up for what we missed when we were in school.