Date: Fri, 24 Mar 2006 18:04:14 -0800 (PST) From: Dennis Banneker Subject: Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother - Chapter 3 ______________________________________________ Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother - Chapter 3 by Dennis Banneker StoriesNew@yahoo.com March 24, 2006 ______________________________________________ WARNING: To qualify to read this story, which depicts and describes incestuous homosexual acts between males, you must be of legal age of adulthood and in compliance with all applicable laws and regulations that apply to you while reading and at all other times henceforth. All of the above applies to you and any other person who sees or hears this story or otherwise becomes aware of it as a result of your action or actions, intentional or not. If you do not qualify, do not read further. Other disclaimers apply. You have been warned. ______________________________________________________________ Thanks so much for your email! Please keep it coming. A list of all my stories is included at the end of the chapter; or you can look under 'StoriesNew' in Nifty's Author section. __________________________________ Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother by Dennis Banneker StoriesNew@yahoo.com Brad, 17 Shawn, 16 __________________________________ [Brad wants Shawn to be the top, this time.] " . . . You said I gave YOU something. Now it's time for little Shawn to--" . . . "I can't--You can't let me hurt you. If I hurt you, it's-- You're not stretched!" My dick was smaller than Brad's, but not by much. And I knew he was a virgin. "Fuck! Relax, will ya? Go sterilize that thing!" . . . "Okay," I said, real excitement in my voice, "but remember-- you asked for it." "Just do it, man," Brad said, playing with his dick as I took the dildo and walked to the bathroom. . . . "I'm just not sure about this," I said, yelling to Brad from the bathroom. I heard bare feet slapping on hardwood. He practically ran to me. Brad grabbed my balls roughly and tightened his grip just enough that I knew what his hand could do to me. "Still not sure, bro?" he said, deadly serious. CHAPTER 3 FOR BARRY I blushed, scared yet excited. Even though I wasn't one- hundred percent sure--and his hand was gripping my nuts--I decided Brad wouldn't hurt me. I had the dildo in the sink, giving it the initial wash-down. "Well, no, n-not sure yet, Brad." "Mmmm. Sexy little-brother balls." That's when Brad started *playing* with my nuts. He squeezed just enough to make me jump a few times. The grin on his face made me want to kiss him. He was having fun with me, but his big bone was going to drill a hole in my leg. "Aw! Come on, Brad. I'm trying to w-wash this." And he played more with my boy sac. He made me so horny, I thought my dick would explode. "Ha. I see pre-cum!" "Ohhh," I said, leaning against the sink so I wouldn't fall, "that's not fair. You have me--" "Hard as hell, Shawn. Like a rock! Fuck!" "Maybe harder." I was shaking. "So--are you sure yet?" he asked, getting rougher with my sac. "Yeah--I'm sure now." I still felt weird about fucking my big brother, but I *had* to get off. "Cool," he said, his smile sexual but confident. "But maybe I should tie you to the bed, Brad." "Fuck! No way! Why would you wanna do THAT?" "In case you can't take me. Might hurt bad," I said. I didn't want to tie him. I was trying to make a point. I wanted Brad to dominate--and in my little brain, that would be ruined if I hurt him, even a little. I looked at his face. I think I shocked him. "Hey--you ARE gonna stretch me good with that, right?" Brad said. He actually looked scared. I guess I made my point. I dropped the dildo into the sink and turned to face him. My arms went around his waist. "Yeah--I'll stretch you real good, Brad," I said with a warm smile, my heart beating for him and my legs shaking. Brad didn't need help from me to dominate. He did it naturally--and I loved it. I wanted, not for him to hurt me, but to steer and let me know what he wanted--to just be himself. I needed so badly to make him feel good, to make him happy. "I feel that," he said, covering my face with little kisses. "Feel?" "Yeah--your love." His voice went soft and raspy. "Wow," I said, surprised that he could sense that. "I feel yours, too." I was very turned on. "Mmm, Shawn," he whispered, pulling me tight against him, our dicks dueling on their own as Brad kissed me. He helped me finish the sterilizing, holding the rubber thing in different positions for me and making really weird faces. "Okay," I said, grinning sheepishly at him, "are you ready?" "Oh, yeah, little bro," Brad said, pulling me into our room-- with me carrying the dildo. "You look HOT with that thing in your hand." "Oh." This gave me an idea. I started jerking off the dildo, watching Brad's cock for a reaction--it throbbed really good. "Suck it, Shawn," he said, his face going from playful to sensual. "Mmmm," I said, making a big deal out of sucking the tip of the rubber cock--closing my eyes, letting my tongue show, moaning, and checking out my big brother for a response. His dick seemed to love watching this. "That's fucking hot, man," Brad said, touching himself-- looking really horny. I slid my mouth off the thing. "You sure you don't want me to suck and lick this nice hard thing?" I said, playing with his cock. Just having the freedom to do that was sending strong messages to my dick. "Mmm, unnrrgh--yeah, I'm sure," he said, struggling with the sensations I gave him. "I just came, remember?" "Well--you couldn't prove it by ME." "A deal's a deal, Shawn," Brad said, getting on his back, humping up into the air and making the bed squeak. This made his pre-cum flow down his hard shaft. I took the lube, ready to put some on my fingers. "No fingers. Just . . . use that thing." "Okay," I said, getting tense that he was going to get his first stretch from something much bigger than a finger. I was SO nervous when I brought the lubed dildo to his butt. I decided to turn it--rotate it--thinking that would help it go in easier. I touched the tip of the rubber dick to Brad's hole while twisting it slowly. "Fuck!" he said, with a look of surprise I'd never seen before, his body jumping away. "Feels GOOD!" "Yeah, I know," I said, giggling. "Shit. I didn't know stuff felt good THERE." He got back into position for me. "Uh, huh." "Did it feel that good when I did it to YOU, Shawn?" "YEAH it did," I said, giving him a knowing grin, pressing and twisting the dildo again. "Oh! Oh, man!" I had maybe a quarter inch in him. "Brace yourself," I said, wanting to warn him, knowing his whole body was sensitive now. "I'm gonna touch your balls while I press in more." The way Brad grit his teeth, you'd think I was going to hurt him, but when my hand touched his big sac, he loved it, even if he did squirm around. Now my big brother had an inch of the thing. "Damn, Shawn!" he shouted. "Hurry up and fuck me so I can come again." His eyes locked on mine. "Okay." I grinned at him and pressed, twisting the dildo, making it slide in another inch. I stopped, knowing I had to go slow because I hadn't used my fingers as a first step. "Feels good, but--damn! Makes ya feel so full! Takes some gettin used to." It took a long time and a lot of twisting--and Brad's squirming--but finally I had the whole thing inside Brad, and I was dying to make love to him. I pulled the thing sideways in different directions and slid it in and out a little. Brad was quiet--his hands gripping the sheets. I didn't think this was hurting him. I was sure it was the sense of fullness he felt. Taking a dick up inside you, even a fake one, took some real adjusting. But I had him stretched open real good. As soon as I lifted Brad's legs and got on top of him, I felt wrong--until Brad's hands grabbed my dick and forced the tip inside him. "Uh!" I screamed at the sudden pleasure in my cock. I was panting, hunched over Brad, and our eyes met suddenly. "Yeah--do it, Shawn." Brad did something with his leg that made me lose my balance, and my dick slid into him all the way. "Yaaarrh!" I shouted, feeling my big brother's tight insides squeezing me, making my hard shaft throb. "Fuck--you're BIG, Shawn!" I got nervous when I saw Brad grit his teeth. I froze out of fear--but the head of my cock throbbed deep inside him, my heart ready to pound out of my chest. "Brad, I . . . I feel like I'm trying to be YOU." "Yeah, I could tell. You're like a fish out of water," he said--understanding me, I thought. I waited for him to laugh or make fun of me. When he didn't, I felt the depth of Brad's love. "I'm sorry," I said, feeling bad that I messed up. "Fuck," he said, giving me his warmest smile, "just go shower. I'll shower with ya in a minute." "Shower?" "Yeah. I'll take you up on that blow job." "Okay," I said, feeling new excitement. "But, um--" "I know you gotta cum, Shawn. Can you hold off?" "Yeah, I can!" I felt tightness in my balls, but I knew the thrill I would get, sucking him off. It felt really weird when the water hit my dick--it was so hard. I never remembered water hitting my cock feeling so sexual before. While I was leaning back, letting the shower spray tease my hard pole, Brad climbed in. "Whooo, yeah!" Little stud brother's boned to the max! Looks way hot, Shawn." "Oh, God!" I said, jerking myself away from the water. It was feeling TOO good. "You okay?" Brad said, looking worried. "Yeah. Just real horny." I don't know what it was, but after I scrubbed myself, I reached out and started to wash Brad. It just felt natural, I guess. The more I did it, the bigger his smile got. I even made him sit down in the tub so I could wash his feet--and he loved it. "Shit," he said with a huge grin, "this is like . . . total service . . . I never expected THIS." "Oh?" I stared up at him with my best hurt look. "I get it, little bro. I love you, too." His voice was so gentle, my cock throbbed. He had it exactly right. Maybe Brad wasn't that smart in school, but he could read people. And he was starting to read my mind. I smiled at him. "Would you stretch your leg out now?" I said, after rinsing his feet. I went into a dream world when Brad did it without saying a word. I looked down. It was like I was seeing his sexy legs and feet for the first time. I'd read stories about people saying some guys had cute feet--but now I could see it was true about Brad. I looked up to him as I lifted his foot to my face. "Are you ticklish here?" "Not really," he said in his macho voice, taking a deep breath like he was bracing himself. I never thought I would do anything like this, but I leaned in and licked the bottom of Brad's foot. I didn't just lick it once or twice, I did it with long swipes of my tongue, shaking with excitement at the feel of it and each of his sexy moans. When I licked his toes and sucked them all into my mouth, Brad went wild. "Oh, FUCK!" he yelled, his foot twitching, but his face told me he was loving it. Brad stood up and went into high gear. I was surprised when he dried me off. I think he dried himself at the same time. I was still wanting to make love to his cute feet, but I knew more important things were on his mind. And the quicker I moved, the sooner my aching dick would get what it craved. But I couldn't take my eyes off my brother's cock, which looked thicker than before. "Brad--what are you--" "Stay there," he said, stopping me in the bathroom doorway, grabbing a towel and drying my balls to stop them from dripping water on the floor. When he put a throw rug in front of me, I knew something was up. "AH! Don't!" I said as Brad licked pre-cum from the tip of my bone. My dick could take only so much teasing. "Kneel on the rug. Grab the door-frame--tight!" "Okay," I said, wondering what I was getting myself into. "Tell me you want it," he said, putting his cock at my face. "I want this hard thing of yours in my mouth," I said, reaching for it. "Ah! No hands!" he shouted. So I licked it. His big bone wasn't at the right angle for me to suck, but I made my tongue do its best. Brad started backing away from me. I had to stretch my arms and lean forward for my tongue to reach him. "That's it. Keep goin for it," he said as he got further away. Now, my tongue barely reached the tip of him. "Come on, stretch your neck. Make like you want it." "I want it bad!" "Okay," he said, "try not to miss with your tongue." Then Brad held his cock at the base, and swung it slowly back and forth, watching closely as I lunged at him each time his bone swung past my lips. Just half the time, my tongue made contact with the head of his beautiful penis, and I was straining to do that much, in desperation for each touch of his hard manhood. Brad stepped in a little closer, but swung his cock faster now. My head and tongue were working overtime. I was frantic to lick him and taste his hard flesh, stretching even further to make sure I pleasured him. "Yeah--you DO want it bad. I do, too, bro. I need your hot tongue," he said, his voice thick and husky now. He leaned in closer. "Oh, yes," I said, shaking, desperate to have him in my mouth. "Kneel up higher." I knew what he wanted. His dick was pointing up so high, raising my body put me in the right position to slide my lips down the hot pole that was Brad's incredible cock. "OH, YEAH! DO it, baby bro!" I sucked it, swirled my tongue a hundred ways, and bobbed my head until I thought Brad's dick was part of my mouth. When I touched his balls, he jumped. "FUCK!" he said, shooting a blast of stuff into my throat. "Mmmm!" This made Brad scream. He shot so hard, it stung me, but I was thrilled with him and his thick cock, which throbbed against my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I hadn't felt Brad shoot this hard before or heard him get so out of breath. I think he got dizzy from his climax. He held on to the door-frame. A little cum leaked out and I licked it off his balls, loving the moan and jump of his body each time my tongue made contact. "Damn! That was the best, Shawn. Now stand up." My eyes went wide. I could only hope my little dick was going to get what it needed now. As I stood, Brad knelt, still catching his breath. He teased me--pressing his closed lips against my bone. It throbbed for him. I knew how close my cock was to the inside of my big brother's mouth. I pressed anxiously against the thin barrier. "Brad--please!" Suddenly, his lips opened and my cock shoved in, impaling Brad with my desperate bone. I backed out halfway, not wanting to choke him. He looked up at me. A surge went through my body, seeing Brad with my dick in his mouth, staring into my eyes. He didn't move. My hips twitched, vibrating the tip of my cock against his tongue. I tried to be still, not knowing what Brad was up to. "Well--come on!" he said, sliding off my pole, looking like he expected me to know what he wanted. "Huh?" I said very softly. "Show me how my little stud can fuck," he said, licking his lips, putting his mouth back on the tip of my bone. "Oh," I said, already pumping myself through his wet lips, sliding against his tongue. Brad nodded, encouraging me to do more. Something snapped inside me. I plunged in and out of his mouth, and I did it hard. I was dying to come. I sped up, trying to be gentle, but thrusting into him so fast, I thought he'd stop me. Then my balls pulled up, and I felt my cum surging. "Yeeeahhhhhh!" I screamed, feeling the heaven of shooting all I had, showering his tongue, desperate to get it all out--and bending over from weakness--with the impossible feeling that he was giving me. Cum was still flying into his mouth when he picked me up and put me on the bed. I don't know how he did that. Brad pulled his mouth off at the last minute. My hand flew to my dick, jacking it frantically, Brad grinning, watching me jerk and launch the last two shots high into the air. "Yeah! That's it little bro," he said, satisfied the show was over, pinning my wrists to the bed, his mouth suddenly surrounding my balls. "Ah! OH! Oh! Brad!" "I gotta get you worked up again quick." "Why?" I said, panting so hard, I could barely talk. "So I can tease your dick with my foot, while you suck me off real slow." "Oh, God!" Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com Any comments would be great! I'd feel so much better hearing from you and knowing you're out there. If you're not sure what to say, tell me what you liked. Or whatever. :-) --Dennis That's all I wrote so far. Thanks for reading. Hope you liked it. Even one email would put a smile on my face and make it easier to write more. DENNIS B. - MY STORIES POSTED ON NIFTY AS OF 24 MARCH 2006 (IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER) (You can also find them under 'StoriesNew' in Nifty's Author section.) 1. Teaching My Son a Hard Lesson (Dad teases and spanks his son, and gets aroused suddenly. Ages 13, 16, to adult.) - Last post APPROX. March 7, 2006 NIFTY - Incest; Athletics 2. Scout Campout Qualifying Competitions (Camping and some incest. Ages 12 through 17.) - Last post APPROX. Feb. 3, 2006. NIFTY - Camping; Incest 3. Crazy for Chad (Love story. Ages 16 & 17.) - Last post APPROX. Jan. 11, 2006. NIFTY - High School. 4. Boy Who Was Late for School (A tender story. Ages 24 and 13) - Last post APPROX. Jan. 8, 2006. NIFTY - Adult-Youth. 5. Finding the Boy Who Stole My Heart (A kind of love story. Ages 22 and 15.) - Last post APPROX. Oct. 9, 2005. NIFTY - Adult-Youth. 6. Discovering My Little Brother (Brothers, 17 and 13 start to get along real well.) - Last post APPROX. Nov. 14, 2005. NIFTY - Incest. 7. Teasing My Hot Little Brother (Big brother gets curious; ages 17 & 15) - Last post APPROX. Jan 14, 2006. NIFTY - Incest. 8. Little Brother Wanted it Bad (little bro wants big bro; ages 17 & 15.) - Newest story. - Last post APPROX. Jan 26, 2006; NIFTY - Incest. 9. My Son Drives Me Crazy (Tender dad and son.) - Last post APPROX. Oct. 8, 2005. NIFTY - Incest. 10. Spankin High School Club Initiation (High school ages. Later, some college guys. Some soccer action.) - Last post APPROX. Dec. 4, 2005. NIFTY - High School; Athletics. (Please note there are 2 titles with the words "Spankin' High" in them. When you write, be sure to let me know which story you read. Sorry, I didn't think of that when I picked the titles.) 11. Getting it Hard at Spankin' High (A discipline-school story; ages 13 to 19.) - Last post APPROX. March 17, 2006. NIFTY - Authoritarian. 12. Frat Initiation Hell Week (Ages 13 to 22. Not as grueling as first meets the eye. Most characters are of college age.) - Last post APPROX. Nov. 7, 2005. NIFTY - Authoritarian. 13. Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother (Chemistry for big and little bro; Ages 16 to 18) - Last post APPROX. March 24, 2006. NIFTY - Incest; Athletics 14. Eyes for my Hot Little Brother (Little bro grows on big bro. Ages 16 to 18) - First post APPROX. March 21, 2006. NIFTY LAST POST DATES good as of March 23, 2006, and may be off by several days either way. ACTUAL POST DATES may be LATER, by the time you read this, because new chapters of the listed stories may have been posted since this was written. Thanks, Dennis StoriesNew@Yahoo.com