Date: Thu, 12 Jun 2003 20:47:30 -0400 From: Dom R Subject: Hot Younger Brother - Chapter 5 HOT YOUNGER BROTHER CHAPTER 5: A Return to Loving Ways Copyright (c) 2003 by Pete Marenga THE BROTHERS: Pete, 16 Todd, 14 WIN A TRIP TO MY HOUSE!! WRITE TO PETE AT: Dom6789@hotmail.com (Ok, you really won't win, but write, ok?) *** IMPORTANT NOTE TO ALL READERS: Because of your email, starting with this chapter, 5, I am TAKING THE HEAVY DOMINATION, ETC., OUT OF "Hot Younger Brother," and restoring the brothers' relationship to the way it was, before. I think you guys were right about this, thanks. I've started a "spin-off" story, "Spankin' Younger Brother" --so people wanting the rougher element will have a place to find it. 1. "Hot Younger Brother" returns to its original tone. 2. A separate Nifty tale, "Spankin' Younger Brother" begins--for those who prefer the heavier domination/pain/bondage element. Look for a separate Nifty listing: spankin-younger-brother, in "Authoritarian." Todd, Pete will still be the characters. _______________ CHAPTER 5: _______________ There was no scream, and I was relieved. My little brother made a tight-sounding moan, as if to say, 'God, that hurt, but no big deal.' Still, I felt terrible. Todd's nakedness made me horny, but now, my own nakedness made me feel wrong. "Urgh." "Todd, I'm sorry!" I said, as I unhooked the strap that held my brother's wrists. For all my past fantasies, I now hated the fact that I'd hurt him. At that moment, my heart broke, and I cried. Then it came to me that it was good that we were naked. At least we were both the same. "Forget it, Pete--it wasn't that bad," Todd said reassuringly, twisting his body to look at the marks. Meanwhile, I rubbed his tight, sore-looking globes. "It wasn't?" I said, trying to stop my tears. I guess his butt really wasn't as bad as I'd first thought. I grabbed Todd and hugged him. My hands absent-mindedly kept rubbing his red cheeks. "No. It wasn't the worst but it hurt more than I thought it would." When Todd's eyes met mine, they looked almost tearful, despite his brave tone. But, it was an odd look. Suddenly my brain translated my brother's expression: He felt sorry that I was so upset. "It's ok," Todd said, his lips suddenly on mine. Damn, I thought. It was Todd that sounded like the older brother. What a reversal! He kissed with power. I could feel him--something from him or inside him seemed to crawl out of him, and into me. I was out of breath with the thrill of him. After that, he gave me a few short kisses, with his mouth over mine at different angles, as if he were fixing something in me that required different kinds of kisses. He had me melting. Shit, who was I kidding?! I was already melted. I was like putty in his hands, at this point. "Mmmm," Todd, continued, as if he were still kissing me. "Oh, God, that felt good," I said--the passion momentarily overcoming the guilt I felt about swatting his butt with a strap. Soon the guilt took over. "Todd--I'm really sorry." I was still shaking (and overwhelmed) from his kiss. "Don't be sorry--the rubbing feels good," Todd said. I admired my cute, young brother's face and magnetic smile. Something very wet and warm touched my leg. When I realized it was Todd's dick, wet with his precum, I started to get the picture. "I'm glad," I said, hugging him. I looked down at Todd. There were his eyes again, as if waiting to look at mine. This time, I pushed down toward him, and kissed. "Ummmph, peerrrrtt," Todd said--with lips firmly pressed against mine--an announcement that only I, as his brother, could translate into its original meaning: "Oh, Pete!" At this point my cock--hell, my whole body--was on fire. I wasn't all that interested in spanking him anymore, but that didn't mean I'd lost interest in fucking his skinny, young, pretty, virginal, smooth, tanned, fucking irresistible body. I couldn't afford to scare him off. I needed Todd on MY side, one hundred percent. Then again, if I knew I could get away with it, I'd take my slick cock, and shove it up his hot little butt so fast...! Of course, I couldn't rush into it, I thought, coming back to my senses. I dropped to my knees, behind him, licked his sore cheeks, reached around and squeezed his half-hard dick. "Oh, geez--that feels so good, Pete, but--" "Shhh!" I said lovingly, "Enjoy yourself." Then I realized Todd was finally seeing the marks on his ass. "Oh, you can see them, now!" I said, happy for him. "Yeah, Pete--wow, my butt looks cool! It's like it's got red paint on it--only I know what it took to get those marks there." "Well, um," I said uncomfortably, "like I said, enjoy yourself." I slid around to the front of him. Todd turned around. "You want me to really enjoy myself?" he said, with his rising erection at my lips. I didn't need a book to tell me what my little brother wanted, so I inhaled, and slid my lips down his cute little bone. "Currrrghhhh!" I almost choked. "What's wrong, Pete?" "Wow, it's bigger than it looks!" I said, thinking that giving Todd a compliment would only add to the pleasure. "Oh," he said, sounding disappointed, "you mean it doesn't look big?" "No, that's not what I meant! It looks big, Todd--but in your mouth it feels a lot bigger." "In MY mouth?" Todd said, knowing that's not what I meant. With a mischievous grin, Todd slid across the floor to the bed, and climbed up on it. "Todd, what are you--" "Push my neck down," Todd said excitedly, with his lips a few inches away from the tip of his dick. I stood up, pushed--and sure enough my brother could suck himself. I let go of his neck to see if he could do it on his own. Nope. That got an immediate reaction. "Aw, come on, Pete!" Todd said in frustration, "Push again! I, ohh--I mean--" I knew he was only fourteen, but he sure had an older teen's horns. At that point, I just wanted to please my little brother. I pushed his neck down again, and watched his lips continue making a new friendship with his best friend--Todd, junior. "Urrfff!" The neatest thing was hearing the sexy little sounds my brother made. I didn't think anyone--especially a 14-year-old--could make so many sounds that said, "this feels way good," but Todd made them. "Um, did you wanna get off this way?" I said pleadingly. I was beginning to feel left out. "NNN, nnnnn." Todd shook his head, then lifted his mouth. "Man, that felt so good, Pete!" "It was hot to watch," I said, playing with my boner. It was turning me on, seeing Todd's dick jump with excitement, if that was the word for it. I could see he wanted me to finish the blow job that had started all this. Underneath it all, my little brother's eyes were telling me that he shared a lot of my desires, and wanted to take his turn on me. The more I thought about it, the more I was surprised at this-- that Todd seemed to want me. He seemed more mature, all of a sudden, and I started to think of him as an equal. "Come on, Pete, I just--" "Oh, just shut up," I said lovingly as I pushed his back to the bed, shoved a finger in his mouth, and sucked on some little brother nipple, for the first time. "Oh, GOD!" Todd screamed, sucking my finger so sensually, my cock throbbed as if Todd were sucking THAT. His little nipple was round, and that reminded me of something else. I slid my hand to his nipple to replace my mouth. My fingers made love to it, almost as well as my lips had. "Ohhh, uhhhhh," Todd moaned helplessly. I took advantage of his sudden weakness, and raised his legs, pushing them back--folding by brother's skinny little body in half--and exposing that other round thing I was interested in. First, I wanted to experiment with his nipple. I bent forward, and let my mouth replace my hand. I pressed hard with my tongue and slid it quickly over Todd's sensitive nipple. "Ahh!" Inside my head, I was thinking, This is no 14-year-old. I wondered if it would work with three licks. "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!" It did. I wet my finger, and poised it over his tight, quivering hole. Then I alternated between first my tongue sliding over his nipple, and second slipping my fingers across his hot opening. His groans were louder when my fingers slid across his hole. "Ahh! AHHH! Ahh! AHHH!" He was just a boy, some would say, but he had a man's passion in his voice, and a man's throb in his respectably-sized cock. I lubed my hard, 17-year-old dick with the lotion from the night table. 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