Date: Thu, 05 Apr 2007 12:15:18 -0600 From: L B Subject: My brother made me Ch. 1 This is a fictional story containing sex between teenage brothers. If you are not interested or shouldn't be reading this, then you shouldn't continue reading. It is to be read in the privacy of your own home and should not be shown to minors. You should be of legal age in the area in which you live to read this story. Please feel free to email me with comments since this is my first story. Please use the title of the story for the subject, so I won't delete it. Email me @ mntdewlove69@hotmail.com. Thanks, and I hope you enjoy! My Brother Made Me Chapter One ....I think Mark and Derek are going to enjoy this too!" 2 hours before. I (Landon) am not going to sit here and tell you that life is unfair, however, being the youngest child with an older brother pretty much sucks (in more ways than one). It wasn't always like that, just once my brother hit puberty, which that was three years ago. You see my brother (Dylan 16 yrs old) is now a sophomore in high school and pretty much the shit at school already. I guess it doesn't hurt that he is 6'2, 175lb, blond hair with blue eyes, and like no body fat what so ever. Almost forgot, he is the starting third baseman for his school's baseball team and reigning state champs. I mean the fucker can do no wrong! I know I sound like a whiney little bitch right now, but you'll soon understand why. Let me just clarify something up first, I am just as athletic as he is. I've been playing soccer for like 8 years, and now at the age of 14, I'm pretty fucking good. I have been on the under 16 select team for two years now. And in the looks department, I am just as good looking as Dylan. I stand 5'10", 135lb, brown hair, and the same blue eyes as my brother. Now that we got that out of the way, lets get to why my brother has been an asshole to me for the past three years. Like I said, once puberty hit, Dylan changed into such a different person. Dylan hit puberty at the age of 13, which would have made me 11. It seemed once he saw his first curly hair, he stopped being a kid, and thought he was too old to play GI Joe's with his kid brother. He started to get mean towards me and was always calling me a little fucking kid and baby. I could've dealt with the verbal abuse, but everyone once in a while a blow to the head or shoulder and I was down on the ground crying, while he stood over me laughing and calling me a baby. I probably should have told my parents, but that would have just pissed Dylan off more; so I just took this type of punishment for the next three years. It wasn't until his sophomore year that the punishments changed for the worse. Dylan had always date girls since the eighth grade, but it wasn't until his sophomore year that things started to get more physical (sexual) with the girls and me. It always seemed that if Dylan didn't have a girl over, he had his two fucking lecher friends, Mark and Derek, over talking about girls. Since our parents didn't get home until 6 or 7 at night, Dylan took advantage of this regularly after his practices or during the off-season. I've had to listen to Dylan fuck girl after girl for about month, but today was different. Today was the day that changed everything. I was seating in the living having a protein shake and watching SportCenter when in walked Dylan and some girl named Susie. Dylan went into the kitchen to fetch them something to drink and Susie headed towards me. She started to talk to me, but before she could say anything Dylan walked in and said, "Don't talk to him, he's a pussy." "Fuck you!" I shouted back. Next thing I knew came the hand of Dylan on the back of my head. "Fucker!" was the only thing I could do. So up stairs went Dylan and his next victim, Susie. Just like I had done a million times before it seemed, I went up to the top of the stairs to listen in on the fuck fest I was sure was about to happen. I know what you're thinking, but come on, you can't blame me, and I'm a horny 14 year-old boy. I know it's my brother and all who is doing the fucking, but I try and imagine that it's two complete strangers who I've just happened to stumble upon them doing the nasty. It usually works, and most of the time I end up blowing a nice wad in my hand and then run downstairs to the bathroom to wash up. However, on this day once I got to the top of the stairs, the noises were not the same, it sounded more like arguing. "Why do you have to be such an asshole to him all the time?" complained Susie. "Can we just drop it," replied my brother. "Stop it!" demanded Susie. "I'm fucking out of here." All the sudden my brother's door flew open, and Susie was making her way towards me on the stairs. I quickly jumped up, as Susie made her way past me. Dylan came running out with his shirt off and pants unbuckled, I couldn't help the grin that was forming on my face as he struggled to caught up to her and apologize, "Come on Susie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." It didn't work, and with a "Whatever!" and a slam of the door Susie was gone. My brother just stood there by the door all dumbfounded as to what just aspired. You think with all the abuse I've dealt with for the past three years I would have known better, but something inside me couldn't resist, and the next thing I knew a voice filled with sarcasm spoke, "Oh did poor Dylan get the shaft. What happened couldn't get it up?" I started to laugh when Dylan turned to face me. "You little fucker, it's all your fault!" Dylan took the stairs two at a time and grabbed my by the shirt and pulled me into his room. "Fucking let me go!" I shouted. He released me, and when I looked up I could see the hate and red in my brother's eyes. He turned to face the mirror on the wall, his muscles all- bulging from having dragged me into his room. His pants were still unbuckled and some sweat ran down his smooth chest. Looking into the mirror he finally spoke. "It's all your fault..." he replied again. "..And since it is your fault that Susie is not here sucking my fat cock, you are going to pay!" I was on the floor leaning against my brother's bed, not aware of what he had in store for me. He slowly turned to face me, and for the first time I was staring at my brother's body all ripped with hatred. The rest of his torso was as smooth as his chest except for the happy trail that made its way down his V-shaped waist and into his pants. A little smug smile made its way upon Dylan's face. "Wh--What do you mean?" was all I could muster. He said it again this time all coy, "It's all your fault, and since it is your fault that Susie is not here sucking my fat cock, you are going to pay." The whole time he repeated this statement he was kneading his crotch and looking into my eyes. Once it dawned on me what my brother had in mind, I immediately freaked out. "You're fucking nuts! There is no fucking way!" He just laughed at me and said, "As if you even have a choice in the matter." And with that, he grabbed my hair and pulled my face into his jean-covered crotch. Grinding his hips back and forth. I could smell his aroma just pouring out of his jeans, all the while his cock started to grow. I kept trying to fight my way out of this predicament I found myself in. "Stop flailing your fucking arms around and hold still. I'm only going to say this once little bro, so you better as well listen carefully. You can keep fighting all you want, but THIS is going to happen whether you like it not. So that being said, just relax, sit there with your little mouth open, and take my cock." He released my hair only so he could step out of his jeans. I couldn't help but look up at my brother now, who was standing there in his A&F boxer briefs. The light from his bedroom made his muscles and body look tighter than ever. I found myself looking at his bulge, which was right in front of me now. "Come on Dylan, I'll do anything else. I'll...I'll do your chores for a month! Please." Dylan just laughed and moved closer to me. Again he grabbed my hair and brought my face to his crotch, grinding his growing cock on my face. "Mmmmmm... ." Dylan moaned, "Little bro's getting me all hard and shit." I was going to speak, but with his crotch in my face, it would have done no good. Dylan stopped grinding my face and while looking down at me, he began to rub his thumb on my lips. "Open your mouth little bro," he demanded. When I didn't respond. He pulled his arm back and.... WHACK! He made contact with the back of my head. "I'm not asking you fuck head, I'm telling you!" This time when I began to speak, he jammed his thumb into my mouth. I choked a little bit out of sheer amazement. Dylan starting playing with mouth and telling me to suck his thumb like a Popsicle. Since I knew there was nothing for me to do, I obeyed my brother and started sucking his thumb. While I sucked on this thumb, Dylan continued to play with his cock through his brief. After what seemed like an hour of sucking his thumb, Dylan exited my mouth a big POP! He stripped off the briefs and stared into my eyes and said, "You ready for my dick little bro?" His thick, hard seven-and-half inch member was now throbbing and pointing straight-ahead, right at my face. With a moan and squeeze, a little drop of pre-cum formed on the end of his cock. Dylan told me to come and get it, to lick his pre- cum off the head of his fat cock. I couldn't move. All I could do was gawk at my brother's cock. It looked fucking amazing to me. All hard and fat. I was the first dick I had seen up close other than my own, and it just seem to beg me to slip it into my hot mouth. I was so scared as to what would happen if I did take his cock in my mouth. Would I be able to suck it without gagging or getting sick? Would I enjoying it and become a fag? Would I have to swallow my brother's...Just then Dylan's voice brought me out of my daydream. "Bro, stop staring at it and just slide it into that wet mouth of yours. Don't make me force you!" That last statement brought me back to the harsh reality. I, Landon Johnson, was about to suck my older brother's junk. I placed my left hand around the thick base of my brother's cock and slow brought my mouth towards it. The heat coming off his cock made my mouth water. His pre-cum started to drip alone the purple head, and with that I engulfed the head of my brother's cock. My brother moaned in response to my action. I began to circle my tongue around the head, getting the rest of the pre-cum off. To my surprise it didn't taste that bad. In fact his juices tasted sweet, all most like honey. His moans continued and they seemed to egg me on. It was as if they were encouraging me to continue the wonderful job I had started. I took more of his cock into my mouth. Getting about only half way down before I needed to come up for air. While catching my breath, I let my tongue explore the whole length of his shaft, and the oval shaped golf balls hanging low. Again moans crept out from my brother's mouth. "That's it... Lan,.. lick...that fat...cock...Oh...God! Yeah...put those...balls into your mouth. You're...fucking doing an...awesome job." I again placed his cock into the realm of my mouth. Slurping up and down. I started to get a nice little rhythm going, when I felt my brother's hand glide to the back of my head. He didn't push harder; he just simply rested his hand there, and slowly began moving his hips forward. This caused more his cock to penetrate my mouth even further. I remained on my knees as my brother's cock attacked my mouth in and out, I felt it begin to expand in my mouth, and I knew for jacking off what was about to happen. "Don't fucking move a muscle. If you move, I'm going to blow, and I'm not done with your hot mouth yet." So for the next minute or so my brother and I stood motionless, with his cock resting in my mouth. Finally he took the monster out of my mouth and went to his bed. He got on his back with his head resting on the pillows, and his pole rising higher than ever from his midsection. He ordered me to get in between his legs and finish him off. As I made my way back up, I couldn't help but take in how my brother looked lying on his bed all naked and stiff. His solid, smooth body glistened with sweat. I started exploring his body with my hands, running them along his firm legs and up towards his six back abs. Next I found his nickel sized nipples, and gave them a quick pinch. Moans poured out of my brother's mouth as if he was lost for words, but finally he spoke. "Stop teasing me little bro'. I want to feel that hot mouth of yours on my cock again." The calm way he said those words made me want to please him, to make him cum. So I hungrily devoured his cock, bobbing up and down with both my mouth and my left hand, while my right played with his balls. Every now and then I would just suck on the larger than life head. Again tasting the sweat nectar. I wasn't sure how much longer my jaws could last, so I picked up my speed. This caused my brother to become for vocal, "Oh...fuck! YEAH...suck my fat COCK...you little BITCH! That's right... take it in... you little FAG!" The next thing I knew I was on my back with my brother's body hovering over me, while he pounded his cock in and out of my mouth. This assault on my mouth last for another five minutes or so until finally my brother couldn't take any longer. "Oh fuck.. little bro'.. I'm goin' fucking blow... yeah keep sucking...here it comes...here it comes...SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTT...FUCK..FUCK...FUCK!!! !!!!!" And with that, my brother took his cock out of my mouth, spraying his load all over my face. His cum was so warm it freaked me out. He continued to linger over my face, milking all the juices he could out of his man-cock. I just lying there, not knowing what to do or say, when I felt my brother's hand grab and head full of hair and force his milked cock back into my mouth. "Lick my cock clean!" was all he said. I was surprised it didn't taste weird or salty from all that cum that poured out. Again moans escaped my brother's mouth. His cock started to respond to my cleaning treatment, and with in seconds he was hard as before. But this time I didn't finish him off. He took his hard member out of my mouth and slapped me with it. "Fuck... you can't get enough of me can you?" he said laughing as he climbed off me. I sat up and couldn't help but stare at his incredible body. I was in one of my trances when I hear him speak. "Get the FUCK out of my room, cock-sucker!" Over come with humiliation (and cum), I got up as fast as I could, quickly making my way to the door, but not before his final remarks. From these remarks I knew my live was never going to be the same again. "Hey little bro'....I think Mark and Derek are going to enjoy this too!"