Date: Sat, 25 Dec 2004 16:12:54 -0800 (PST)
From: Steve Storyman <stevestoryman@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hot LIttle Brother, Chapter 4

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Hot Little Brother - Chapter 4
Steve Storyman
stevestoryman@yahoo.com
Copyright 2004 Steve Storyman

DISCLAIMER:  This story is for adults only.  If it is not legal
for you to read erotic stories, or you are not of legal age
either where you reside or are accessing this page, or are
offended by male to male sex or incest, then don't read this
story.  Other standard disclaimers apply.
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Kevin Matthew Tanner, 18
Joshua Adam Tanner, 16


My brother's mouth had me horny as hell in seconds.  It was plain
that Josh had learned how to suck me.  He seemed to know exactly
what to do--his tongue pressing against my cock with just the
right pressure, hitting my hot spots; jamming me into his mouth,
going down fast and coming up slowly; making his tongue do a
dance, the whole time.  My hardness quivered in Josh's mouth.

He stopped, slowly pulling his sweet little-brother mouth off my
dick, making me think he was continuing--but the extra slowness
told me this was different.

"Whoa, look at your dick!" Josh shouted, excited for me.

"Jeez, bro--you do that so good now, I could come in a second."
I was excited for myself seeing how red my cock was.

"Really?" he said with a little boy grin.

"Well, look for signs."

"Yeah, pre cum city, huh?"

"Yeah, little bro!  But um, don't stop," I said--my quick
breathing adding credibility to my words--but actually not
wanting him to know I needed him to stop.  I didn't want to hurt
his feelings by telling him.

Josh paused a long time.  He was doing nothing for too long.

"Josh--do you want to stop?"

"Maybe," he said coyly, with his Mona Lisa smile.

"What's up with that?  You look like--I don't know--weird or
something."

"Not weird, I'm just thinking, to figure out how to say it."

"Oh--another 'I gotta figure out a way to say it' thing, huh?"

"Sorta."  Now my brother's grin was impish, like he was up to
something, but ignoring my dick.

"Are you okay sucking me?  Having second thoughts?"

"I love sucking you.  I guess I'm gay now, huh?"

Boy, my brother sure knew how to throw in a slamming hard
question.  "Well, um . . ." I stammered.  It was my turn to
pause.

"Come on, Kev--tell me."

"You are if you wanna be.  I'm pretty sure *I* am.  You could be
bi--or even straight if you get this way only with me."

I was on the total, what-did-I-do-to-my-little-brother guilt
trip, despite my calm words.  Also I was selfishly scared we'd
stop having sex.  "Your head's messed up over it, huh?"

"No," Josh said, blushing madly.  He trembled.  His eyes looked
at me with such a plea, I melted.  Even scared like that, he
turned me on.

I reached out for him, and he lay on top of me, throwing himself
into the hug he knew I wanted.  I wanted it for HIM.

"Glad to hear you don't feel messed up, bro."

"Kev--I looked at those guys in the locker room.  I told you that
turned me on.  You know it's not just you I get horny about."  It
was hard for Josh to hide a tear.  "Oh, shit!  But, but--"

"It's okay."

"No, Kev.  I like looking at them but I don't wanna do stuff like
this with them."  Then, as if it had just occurred to him, "You
feel the same way, don't you?" Josh said in a panic.

"Damn right!  Don't ever worry about THAT," I said.

His grin was priceless, putting my fears to rest along with his.

"You know I love you, Kevin.  But I gotta tell you something.
For a while now, I been going on the net looking at gay guy
sites."

"Hey, no sweat bro!  I do it all the time.  I know what 69 is and
everything.  Don't you think--but I'm scared I did this to you."

"Wait, Kev.  I know I'm gay now.  It's not just the sites.  And
you didn't do this to me.  I've thought about it for a long time,
wondering how not to hurt Samantha's feelings."  Josh stopped
short.

"I never guessed--it didn't show.  Wow," I said grinning.  (But
holy shit, I thought--MY straight, innocent, 16-year-old brother
cruising the gay sites on the net?)  "So, no more--"

"Let me say it, Kev.  No more girls, I don't think."

I wanted to tell Josh I thought this was the best news yet, but I
had to leave the door open so he wouldn't feel guilty if he did a
girl once in a while--even though that was the last thing I
wanted Josh to do.  "Okay, but you never know."

"Shit, Kev--you're not freakin?'"

"No.  I'll suck you to prove I'm not."  I was thrilled at the
thought that Josh and I could cruise the gay sites together--
maybe stroke and suck each other over each hot thing we saw.

"Don't, Kev.  I don't wanna come yet."  He shocked me.

"Yeah.  Shit, I don't either," I said, letting Josh see the
honesty in my face.

"Why don't YOU wanna come?" Josh asked, fear and excitement in
his eyes.

I paused and smiled.  It was catching.  Josh smiled back.  Now I
knew what to say to my little brother.

"You first, Josh."  I knew I'd just put pressure on him--to tell
me his reasons for not wanting to come now.  I guess I wanted to
know if I could control him--make him squirm.

"Oh shit," he said, like he still wasn't prepared for this.

With Josh on top of me,  I rubbed his back, and I could feel him
slowly relax.

"It's okay, Joshy."  I paused as he lifted up, so we could see
each other's face again.  "You don't have to tell me if--"  Then,
an idea hit me.  I let my hands slide to by brother's sweet butt.

Without hesitating, I pressed my fingers against his hole.

"Yeah . . . yeah!" Josh said breathlessly, his legs suddenly
thrashing around.

I reached under my bed for my jack-off lube.  I was glad it was a
jar and the lid was off.  I stuck two fingers in and greased them
up.  I brought them to his hot opening and teased his hole with
one finger.

"Oh, oh!"  I was making my brother jump each time my finger slid
across his little pucker.

"Come on, Kev.  Put 'em in."

First one finger, and I wiggled it.

"Ah, ah, yeah!"

I made sure I did that enough for Josh to get used to the
feeling, and for his hole to open up a little.  Soon, I had two
fingers in that hot flesh-hole that was my brother's insides.

"Go for three," he said.

I had my doubts about three, but I wasn't going to argue or
discuss.  I lubed the third finger and slowly tried to work all
three in.

"Arrghh!" Josh yelled.

"Hurt, bro?"  I stopped moving my fingers, poised to pull them
out of him.

"Not as bad as the drills we did today.  Come on, Kev--I can take
it."

He made me ashamed.  I guess I was still thinking of him as
delicate--which common sense said he wasn't.  I struggled with
the fingers, but Josh struggled more--he yelled out in pain a few
times.  I thought for sure he would yank his body away to get the
invading fingers out of him, but he didn't.

"Uhhgh!"

"You almost want the pain, I think."  My little bro was brave.

"What pain?" he said, breathing sensually and giving me other
signs of his arousal.  He couldn't fool me, but for sure his cock
could drill a hole in something.

I got Josh on his back and lifted his legs.  His hairless butt
had me drooling in seconds.  I shook nervously.  He peeked at my
cock.

"It's bouncing!"

"Yeah.  You got me horny as hell.  But I'm not sure I can do
this, Josh--I don't want this to hurt you--and I think it will."

"I don't give a fuck."  It wasn't like Josh to cuss like that.
He must have been desperate.

I didn't think it was wise to argue with a hot-breathing, horny
16-year-old.

"Well," I said nervously, "okay, but--"

"I'm ready for my shot."

"Shot?" I said, giving myself a chance to be extra sure of what
Josh really wanted.

"Yeah, an injection."

"Oh, yeah!" I said with gusto, needing no more explanation.
Lubing my cock, and wiping the lube off my hand, I leaned toward
his hot, beckoning body, his skin shiny with the sweat of
excitement, maybe nervousness.

We had both spoken of it so tersely, but to me, this was the big
one of all the things two brothers could do with each other.  I
could only hope Josh felt the same way.

He surprised me when his little-brother hands reached out to
guide my cock to its target.  How did he know to do that?

He was smart, and I guess it wasn't that unusual a thing to do.
I was sure he hadn't done this before, and later that proved to
be true.

"Ohh," I moaned with pleasure as the tip of my hungry penis
jammed against his outer rim.

"Oh, yeah--oh, yeah!" Josh moaned.

I pressed my cock against him slowly.  That gained me about half-
an-inch of entrance.  More pressure got me nowhere, but I wasn't
going to rush this.  You only get to have your brother's
virginity one time.  And I was having him, not taking him, I
thought.

"Uh . . AH!" Josh said, struggling as the flared tip of me
stretched him to the max.

I gave a little shove, and the head of my throbbing pole
penetrated.

"Oh, shit, yeah!" I screamed involuntarily at the jolt of
pleasure--incredibly good, hot.  Josh was in for it now.  My
vision was weird--I was seeing in brief flashes, looking down at
him.

"Ah!"  Suddenly he clawed at me.

"Damn," I said, taken back by his desire.  I pushed myself into
him as slowly as I could--my cock wanting to go faster, my heart
needing to protect Josh and go slower.

I went slowly.

"Oh Kev, yeah, yeah."

He tensed as I made the first downward journey down his sweet,
hot brother-tunnel.  His ass burned with fire.

My cock and my brain scorched with desire--and the near-sacred
thrill of knowing that this was it for both of us:  He was a
virgin at this--my cock was the one going into his unused butt
for the first time; and I was a virgin at anything anal.  That
wasn't all of it.  This act that I had always thought of as sex--
it was more than that now.

"Ow!  Ah, oh God!" Josh yelled.

I froze, knowing it hurt.  I didn't know what to say.

"Yeah, just stay like that--don't move," he said bluntly.

"I better stop.  I'll go soft hurting you.  I couldn't stand
myself if I--"

"No, please, Kev--just stay that way."

I didn't move, still worried about what I was doing to him--maybe
what he was doing to himself.  I wondered what to do next.

My question was answered as Josh pressed his hips up toward me.
The move pushed another inch of my cock in him.

"Oh God, Josh!"  I was on fire.

I'd thought his mouth on my cock was the ultimate pleasure, but
this was fantastic.

For me, there was no turning back, now.  I pushed his hips back
down, pinned his arms to the bed, and made ready.  At the last
minute, I froze--questioning the wisdom of what I was doing.

We loved each other, were good to each other.  But if I
brutalized my little brother, it could ruin our relationship.

Josh panted in frustration, moving his head around stressfully.
He didn't have to tell me I was being a dick making him wait.

I put my lips to his and tongued his mouth as I slid my aching
cock into him.

"Ahh!  Yeah, yeah," he yelled.  Half pleasure, half pain, I
thought, but so far, so good.  As I hit bottom, his body jerked
and he grabbed my back.

"Okay, it hurts . . . ah!"

I pulled out of him.

"No," Josh said softly.  "I gotta do this.  Please, Kev, try
again."

"But--"

"Just do it.  Please.  If I can't take it, I swear I'll tell
you."

"Okay, but we're back on square one.  Just know I love you," I
said, as I again pressed my cock at his awesome hole.

"I know, I know," he said.

Josh's sincerity made me slide in halfway faster than I wanted.
I didn't know it would go in so much easier.

"Oh, fuck yeah!"  I was overcome.

"Do it."

I grabbed his arms and pinned them again, making him a little
helpless, knowing my cock wasn't hurting him--at least not much.

"Mmm," came my brother's moan of approval.

After a loud, sexual slurping sound, I was in.  There was no way
to describe the feeling of connection, the immense sexual
sensation his body was giving to my pole.  His smooth ass against
my balls told my cock to do him good, now--though that definitely
was my dick talking.

"Yes!" he shouted.

"Unnnngh," I yelled, pulling back and thrusting into him. "Shit!
You're so hot!  I gotta do this!  Damn!  I'm fucking you!  I'm--"

"Yeah, fuck me."  Josh said it softly, easily, innocently--like
he was trying out the words for the first time and asking for the
most wonderful thing.

That was all I needed, and on the next stroke I lost control and
plowed into him.  More hard strokes,  I was hammering him.
Trying to tell myself I wasn't taking him was pointless, now.
Anyone watching would know better.  I believed I didn't want it
that way, but some things have a power of their own.

"Shit, your ass is hot, bro!"  I hardly knew that was me talking
to my brother with those overly bold words--with my cock in his
ass and slamming him into the bed, no less.  I lifted up to see
his face.

"Uh!  Uh!  Uh!" he moaned with each thrust of me against him--his
half grin reassuring me.

I pounded and rammed him.  Somehow, through the mist of my sudden
hot urges, I thought of how I would increase the pace gradually--
when the first pulse of my climax shot into him, catching me off
guard.

"Oh, fuck," I said in soft surprise, the feel of my spurting cum
altered by the tight squeeze of his channel surrounding my dick.
That made me feel every burning ounce of fluid that shot out of
me.

"Yeah!  YEAH!" he said in boyish excitement.

I couldn't talk.  I just kept blowing my balls out--into his hot,
tender, hairless, 16-year-old, horny ass.  I felt my cock swell
like never before--from the unbelievable maxed-out pleasure his
hot little hole was giving me.

I was an animal now--spearing my brother with my unthinking pole-
-smacking him, hips to hips, balls to ass, with my cock heating
up his insides from the friction and the cum I fired into him.

"Yeaaaaghhh!" I screamed, as the final, ultimate shot of cum
exploded into Joshua--my thrusts inhumanly quick now, my lust-
pleasure breaking all limits.

I lifted up enough to see a sight erotic enough to make me start
fucking my little brother all over again.  His jaw was fully
dropped open, his upper body red with blush.  His breaths were
more rapid than I thought possible.

"Sorry I was so rough, Josh.  Forgive me?"

He could hardly talk, but he tried to--through the grip of
incredible pleasure his face displayed.  He grabbed my back as if
to hold me inside him forever.

"You . . . were . . . gentle," Josh said sweetly but coarsely,
between swift breaths.

My cock jerked at the pure sexuality of him--his ragged
breathing, his cute face exuding sex, his chest heaving like a
young animal.

Either Josh was lying, or I'd totally misjudged myself and the
power of my thrusts.  Could testosterone do that to me?  Could my
brother have that effect on me--distorting my judgement?  There
was no way I could answer him--no words, no thoughts came.

My brother bucked his body and breathed oddly.

"Get me off, Kev!  I'm dying!  I gotta come!"

His unexpected, manly assertiveness surprised me.  I knew to pull
out of him slowly, and watching his face, I saw him wince.  Then,
he was a boy again.  The boy I loved.

"Damn!  I could see that hurt, Josh."

"Okay, but I could take it.  It stopped hurting when you got
going good," he said softly, with none of the aggressiveness of
seconds before.

"Shit, you pushed yourself!"  I didn't hear an answer from my
little bro, nor did I expect one.  He was an athlete--pushing
himself was a good thing.

"Just let me push my dick in your mouth!" he screamed--in command
mode again suddenly.

I'd never seen him this aggressive with me--other than on the
practice field.  I never thought Josh would beg for me to get him
off like this, either, but I loved it.

He didn't have to push his cock.  My brain programmed itself to
give him the best suck job ever, and my mouth shoved down and
filled with Josh's hot penis, wet with pre cum.

"OhhhhhHHHHH!" he screamed, after 7 strokes of his long, thick,
overheated cock my mouth.

And he came violently--jolting and jerking his body--firing his
come hard into my throat, screaming and moaning--inspiring me to
renewed desire for him.

No way was I ready for seconds, nor did I want to hurt him,
trying.  But my mouth was sending messages to my brain with each
pulsating swelling of my brother's hot pole.  The sensation of it
contracting and swelling against my tongue is one of the sexiest
things I know.

"Oh, oh, yeah Kevin!"  His upper body went rigid and lifted up.
He shot four more times into my mouth--dripping now with Joshua's
hot seed.  "YAHHHHH!"

And cute little Joshy collapsed to the bed--breathless, moaning
sensuously, grasping my body and kneading the flesh--with his
man-sized dick bobbing hungrily.  I couldn't remember ever coming
that hard, that good--but HE sure did.

His cock kept throbbing, as if it thought it was still coming--
stabbing at the air.  His penis looked lonely that way, so I
impaled my mouth on it again.

"No!  AH!  No!"

Ooops.  He was over-sensitive like I get when I come.  I slid up
and off him.

"You're so hard, Josh!" I said, thrilling to his impossible
rigidity and sexual quick breaths.

"Oarrphh!"

I rubbed my brother's hot body--overheated maybe.  I wasn't sure.
I had to get him calm so he could come down from his fantastic
orgasm.  Not that I wanted to cut short his pleasure, but I was
concerned that this might be a bit much for him.

Josh was more normal in a few minutes.

"I never . . . came so good, man."

"Me either."

"Yeah," he said, grinning sweetly, "I could tell.  So--is my butt
hot?"  He sure knew how to change gears.

"Studliest, manliest butt I know.  Shit yeah, it's hot!"

"Mmm, that's good," Josh said, purring.

"Damn!  You're still hard," I said to my stunning brother.

"I'm gonna stay that way."

--Steve
stevestoryman@yahoo.com