Date: Wed, 26 Aug 2015 22:10:14 +0000 From: Nick Carter Subject: A Brothers Duty - Chapter 2 This is a story about a family and their friends, how they deal with growing up and the events that happen during a period in their lives. It contains sexual themes and graphic depictions of sexual acts between consenting males, some not of legal age. All characters in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Please send any comments, criticisms, words of encouragement or ideas for improvements to how I write to xoanan1978@hotmail.com. I really do want to hear from people with any feedback so please drop me a message. ********** A Brothers Duty: Chapter 2 As my eyes adjusted to the light I reached for my phone, the picture and message Zach had sent were still there. Last night my big brother had actually jerked me off then covered me in his cum. I kept staring at the picture, not really able to believe it had happened. My first time doing anything with another guy and it had been Zach! I lay there, replaying everything that had happened in my mind. The feel of his kisses, his hands on my body, the way he looked kneeling over me and the pleasure we had both experienced. What happened now though? Would he pretend it never happened? Or would he really want to do more like he had said? Imagining all the things that might happen I could feel myself getting hard. I had had lots of fantasies about guys before but now my mind was racing. I reached under the covers for my semi hard dick, closed my eyes and, in my mind, it was Zach's cock that I had my hands on. Stroking it until it was hard while he moaned and writhed on his bed under my touch. I was disturbed out of my fantasy as the bedroom door opened and Tom came in. He had a towel wrapped round him and his shoulder length bleached blonde hair was wet. "Hey," he grunted in my direction without really looking over and headed to the wardrobe on his half of the room. Luckily I hadn't moved the covers down or anything so he didn't get a chance to see what I was in the middle of. I took my hand off my cock and locked the phone just in case he caught a glimpse of the photo. "Morning," I managed to get out as I made it look like I was stifling a yawn, bringing my hand out from under the covers. One of main problems with sharing a room was the complete lack of privacy, which was frustrating to say the least. He stripped off the towel and started dressing. Having shared a room most of our lives neither of us worried about being naked in front of one another. We were so used to the other being around that I don't think we really thought about it. As we had both got older I was sure I had heard him wanking a few times. Knowing another guys had his cock in his hand just a few metres away always turned me on, even if it was my younger brother. I'm sure he must have heard me a few times as well, normally not long after he had finished and I hoped was asleep! I am not sure if it was because I was disturbed mid-stroke and was really horny or if last night had opened my eyes a bit more, but I found myself glancing over at Tom getting dressed. As he put his underwear on I could see that, even though he was only just 14, he was already developing in to a good looking guy. He was tall for his age and from behind you could tell his shoulders were beginning to broaden and he had that nice V shape going down to his lower back. He put on his boxers, grabbed a t-shirt from one of his drawers and turned round as he lifted it over his head. I closed my eyes quickly so he didn't see me staring but I felt my cock twitch and an image flashed in my mind of what it would be like with him on the bed and me kneeling over him, just like Zach and I the night before. What was wrong with me? One night with Zach and now I was lusting over my other brother as well. I opened my eyes again and he was just doing the belt of his trouser up. He had the typical skater boy look going on. "Dude, get up." he said, "It's almost lunch and Mum and Dad won't be too long. I'm going to the park. Zach's already gone for a run. See ya." He grabbed a cap from the floor beside his bed and was gone. The house was quiet and I looked at the time on my phone, it was almost eleven thirty. My cock would have to wait, if I didn't do the chores before Dad was back there would be another argument. Plus I wanted to be done and over at my mate Max's studying when they got back. I climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom to shower off the remains of the night before. Standing under the warm water I found myself again thinking back to the night before. As I ran my hands over my body, washing off the shower gel, it was like I could feel Zach's hands there. Gently caressing my skin, running over my nipples and moving down my body. It didn't take long for my cock to start getting hard, again, and before long I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and started to slowly stroke myself, chores and study forgotten. I tried taking it slow, just as Zach had done, and was soon lost in the rhythm. I had one arm leaning against the back of the shower, head down, eyes closed with the water hitting the back of my head and running down my body as I wanked. It didn't take long before I began to feel the familiar sensations that meant I was going to cum. I moved my hand faster and could feel it building. "Enjoying yourself there?" a voice said behind me. I jumped and let out a not very manly cry, almost slipping over in the shower. "Fuck!" I shouted as I span round trying to cover myself up. Through the misty, steamed up glass of the shower cubicle I could see Zach perched on the edge of the sink, his hand massaging his cock through his jogging trousers. I felt a deep breath leave my body as I relaxed slightly. "What the fuck are you doing?" I asked, "And how did you get in here?" He gave me a massive smile, "I'm admiring the view," he responded to my first question, "and I opened the lock from the outside. Just need a penny and you can twist it open." I leant on the doors of the shower, "Stupid safety locks, is there no where that is actually private anymore." He stood up and reached behind him, grabbing a bag I hadn't seen. "I thought now might be a good time to tidy you up a bit as we have the house to ourselves," he opened the bag and nodded towards my crotch. "I did say last night that I prefer a little less hair." He took out some shaving gel and a razor. "What am I meant to do with that?" I sounded a little nervous, "I barely shave my face and you want me to put that blade near my cock and balls?" He smiled again, "I wouldn't want any damage to come to my new toy, why don't I help you out to begin with." He grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and lifted it up and over his head. I could see his stomach muscles tighten with the action, and I was taken back again at quite how defined he was. He dropped the t-shirt on the floor, kicked off his trainers and slid down his trousers and boxers at the same time, his hard cock bouncing up as he took them down. He pulled off both socks and stood up, his dick pointing straight out in front of him. He grabbed the gel and razor, along with an electric shaver that had been in the sink, opened the shower door and stepped inside. The shower was big enough for two, and as he stepped in and closed the door I could smell the sweat from where he had been jogging. He turned the water off, "Now just relax and let me do my thing, don't want anything getting cut now do we." He switched the electric shaver on and knelt down in front of me. "This is easier when you're nice and hard, but I don't think we need to worry about that." He looked up and smiled, keeping his eyes on my face as he leant forward and ran his tongue over the end of my cock. If I wasn't hard before I definitely was now! My foreskin was straining around the head of my dick as his tongue rubbed over it and I shuddered once with pleasure. "Keep still and don't worry," he reassured me, "I know what I'm doing and you'll thank me later." I reached up and braced myself on either side of the shower, standing with my legs apart. He switched the shaver on and, without touching me, began to run it over the hair around my crotch. He moved around slowly, shaving closer to my skin all the time. It didn't take long before most of the hair on my balls and around my cock had gone. "It's a start," he said as he switched the shaver off and sat back on his heels. "Now though, the fun part starts," he looked up and smiled again. He opened the door, left the shaved on the floor outside and then grabbed the shaving gel as he closed the door again. "Turn the shower on," he asked, "it's a mess in here." I reached behind and turned the water back on. As the water ran down my body Zach began brushing the loose hairs off where he had shaved. He did so by gently massaging my balls at the same time, and then grabbed the shaft of my cock. "Need to keep it hard for this," he started to stroke my cock, "you don't mind do you?" I shook my head and let out a small groan. He laughed, "Turn off the water again then." He released my cock and I turned the shower off, bracing myself against the sides again afterwards. He squirted some shaving gel on to his fingers then rubbed it in around my crotch. As he worked it in to a lather I could feel the coolness of the gel on my balls. I shook slightly as he rubbed it around the bottom of my shaft, and then down under my balls. "Oh fuck, that feels amazing," I told him as he moved his fingers over the skin under my balls. He kept going and then brushed over my asshole. Gently running his finger back and forth. I moaned loudly, "Oh God Zach, oh fuck." My head was tilted back and I was breathing heavily with my eyes closed. He did this a couple of times before pulling back and wiping the gel of his fingers on to his leg. "I've never . . . I mean I didn't know it felt that good playing with my ass." I admitted as I looked down at him, trying to catch my breath. "Hahaha," he laughed, "you should try it yourself sometime, I promise you'll enjoy it." He had the razor in his hand now. "Don't move, and relax. Step forward a bit and turn the shower on." I moved forward and did as he asked. He put one hand on my stomach, took a deep breath and placed the razor on the skin above my cock. I took a deep breath as well and he began moving the razor, a few strokes around the skin between my belly button and cock. He washed the razor in the water and then did the patches either side of my dick. I was holding my breath watching him, nervous and anxious that he would catch my skin. He seemed confident though, knowing exactly what he was doing. He moved to the base of my cock and gently took off the little hair that was there. Each time he touched me my cock would throb with pleasure. "Careful," he pulled the razor away, "try and keep it still." I tried thinking of something else but couldn't stop watching him. I could see his hard cock, still pointing straight up. As he washed the razor again he reached down and stroked himself a couple of times. I released my breath finally, "focus, please," I begged him. He smiled again, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. This isn't the first time I've done this you know". He quickly licked the tip of my cock again. I wondered briefly whether he meant he had shaved another guy or just himself but then his tongue was licking my precum and I was overcome with a wave of pleasure. I thrust forward slightly, suddenly having the desperate urge to feel his lips around my cock. He pulled back and brought the razor up again, "Patience little brother. Let's finish this first shall we." I took a deep breath again as he pulled the skin tight around my balls. He gently ran the razor over it, making sure to cover every last part before moving down and shaving under my balls as well. "Turn round," he instructed. I did and felt him move the cheeks of my ass apart. I felt the razor on my skin but before I knew it he was finished. "Now lean forward a little into the water," he instructed again. I put my head under the water so it was hitting the back of my neck and running down my back. He washed the remains of the gel from my ass and then I felt him separate my cheeks again. Before I had time to ask what he was doing I felt his tongue run up my ass crack, firmly pushing against my hole on the way past. I moaned more loudly than I had the night before when he had made me cum. A raw scream of pleasure and shock. I felt him stand up behind me. "Fucking hell Zach, that was incredible." I said as I turned to face him. He moved forward and kissed me, crushing his lips against mine and pushing me back into the water from the shower. Our bodies were pressed together as we kissed. I could feel our cocks grinding against each other as he wrapped his arms around me. The water ran down our bodies, our mouths hungered for each other. I pulled back and broke the kiss, we were both breathing hard and our cocks were throbbing. He knelt down again, put his hands on my hips and got his face close to my cock. "Now that is much better," he said, "nice and smooth." His eyes flicked up towards me and then his tongue was on my balls. He ran it softly over them, licking up from underneath my sack to the base of my cock. I moaned, again, tilted my head back and enjoyed the sensation of his tongue on my bare hairless skin. It seemed more sensitive than before, like I could feel every single twitch of his tongue. As he pulled back slightly I felt his breath on my balls and then he gently sucked one in to his mouth. It felt amazing as first one ball then the other was taken in and sucked, his tongue massaging it. My legs were shaking as yet another new sensation sent waves of pleasure through my body. Suddenly the wetness around my sack was gone and, before I had chance to open my eyes, his tongue ran up my shaft to the head of my dick. He did this a few more times before running it over the tip and then sucked the very end, getting all the precum that had leaked out. The second time his lips moved a bit further down my cock, and then further again. He slowly started to suck me, taking more of my cock down each time he moved his head forward. After a while his head went forward and I felt his lips around the very base of my cock. He had the whole thing, just under six inches of it, in his mouth and down his throat. His tongue was working around it in his mouth and I felt my knees get weak as the pleasure intensified. He drew back until he just had the head in his mouth and then he began sucking me properly. Each time he went all the way down, sometimes I could feel his teeth lightly brushing my skin, or he would corkscrew his head slightly as he moved. He would stop and suck the end now and again, getting every drop of precum he could before going down again, and would lick up the shaft sometimes. I opened my eyes and looked down at him, his head bobbing back and forth on my cock. He took one hand off my cock and started to wank himself. I could hear soft little moans coming from him now and again as he stroked his cock and sucked me. Without thinking I grabbed the back of his head and started to thrust forward slightly, the pleasure building in my balls. I was now fucking his face, both hands were on his cock now. One wanking while the other played with his balls. We were both moaning loudly. I had fantasized about a guy doing this many times, but it felt so much more incredible than I imagined it would. Now my whole body was shaking as my orgasm built. It was like every nerve on my body was on fire with pleasure. I was so close and fucked his face even harder. "Fuck Zach, oh god, don't stop, please," I cried, "I'm so close." He was moaning loudly now as well, his hand working his cock as he brought himself to a climax. I felt my body jerk and my cock spasmed as the first jet of cum shot out and down my brother's throat. I expected him to pull back but he just took my load. I shouted out again as I pulled back and thrust my cock back in to his mouth, another load of cum released from my dick. I felt him go tense and looked down to see him cum as I thrust my cock in his mouth for the third time. His juices flew up and splattered on my leg, closely followed by more as he continued to work his cock. He was groaning loudly as I kept fucking his face, making sure every last drop of cum was sucked out of my pulsating cock. Eventually I pulled my cock from his mouth and leant back against the shower wall, my head under the shower so the water ran down my body. I reached up feebly and turned the shower off and tried to catch my breath. Zach swallowed and licked his lips, working the last of the cum from his cock. He sat back on his heels again and looked up at me with a satisfied look on his face. "Fuck Nate," he gasped between breaths, "that was good, you really seemed to get in to it. I thought you were going to choke me then, you sure that was your first time getting sucked?" I grinned back, "Just my natural instinct taking over I guess." He stood up and give me a kiss, his tongue forcing its way in to my mouth. I could taste something that I guessed must be my cum, sweet but a little salty. I wasn't sure I liked it but didn't dislike it either. I licked my tongue round his mouth to get more of the taste. He reach behind me and the water was back on. "Let's clean up and get out of here," he said, "its lunch time and I'm hungry." I gave him a serious look, "You just ate though." He stared at me flatly, "Very funny, but you don't cum enough to fill me up . . . yet." He gave me a quick kiss and pushed me back under the water. He grabbed the shower gel and proceeded to wash every part of my body. He made sure to wipe his cum from my leg, and paid special attention to my cock and ass. As he washed he would give me kisses, before standing back slightly and admiring me. "You are one fine looking guy, little bro," he said approvingly. "I can't believe I didn't do this before. Think of all the fun we could have had over the last couple of years." My cock was getting hard again as he washed it, but I didn't feel ready to cum again. I looked in to his eyes and smiled nervously, "Why didn't you?" I asked, "Do anything I mean?" He paused for a moment, obviously considering what to say. "I guess I wasn't sure you would be up for it," he was rubbing the shower gel over my chest now, "or that it would feel odd or something. You are my brother after all, and I didn't want to make things weird between us. It seems to be going okay so far though," he gave me a smile again. "You are okay with everything aren't you?" he sounded concerned. "I think so," I answered, turning round so he could do my back. "To be honest I'm not really sure what's happening," I laughed. "What made you change your mind about trying something?" He paused again as his hands ran over my back, "To be honest, it was talking to Alex that put the thought in my mind last night." I spun round to look at him, "You spoke to Alex about this?" I felt hurt, "What, did you plan this with him? Did you send him the photo last night and have a laugh over it?" I could feel tears in my eyes as he put his hands on my shoulders. "It's not like that Nate," he tried to reassure me, "I promise. Alex and I have been friends for ages, and we have talked about and done a lot of things. Last night he just happened to mention how much you had grown up recently, and that maybe you would want to come round and chill with us one night. Knowing Alex that obviously meant he would try something or get Simon to." "Simon?" I sounded even more shocked and hurt now, "His brother? What's he got to do with this? Did you talk this through with him as well?" I could feel the tears again. Simon was Alex's younger brother, he was in my year at school. We had been friends when we were younger but had not really had much to do with each other since we started secondary school. I found it hard to believe he would be involved with a guy, let alone his brother and Alex. "No, no, no," Zach shook his head. "Look at me little brother." He lifted my chin with his hand, "It's not like that. Alex and Simon have done exactly what we are doing, and, well . . . I guess I've been involved sometimes as well. But it's not like you think it is, this wasn't planned and I didn't mention anything about this too either of them." He passed me the shower gel and spun us both round in so he was now under the water. "Don't be upset, I promise that this is just between us." I blinked back the tears, "What's between us? What is this that's happening?" my voice broke slightly. There was a long pause this time, "I don't know Nate, but I would like it to continue. I know you're my brother but I really want to keep having fun with you. I don't see anything wrong with keeping each other distracted sometimes, do you? I just want us to enjoy ourselves without having to worry about anything else. It wasn't that Alex suggested I start something but the thought of him trying to do something with you made me feel . . . jealous I suppose. As we kept chatting I couldn't stop thinking about it, and the more I thought about it the more I knew I should take the risk and see what happened." "That's why I was a bit down when I got in last night, I knew what I wanted to do but was scared of starting something. The beers and porn may have helped push me over the edge and just come out with it but it was something I wanted to do. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't imagined it while jacking off a few times before," he gave me a weak smile. I squeezed some of the shower gel out and started rubbing it over his chest. The feel of my hands on his skin, of his muscles under my fingers and the movement of his body as he breathed helped calm me down. For a few seconds I just enjoyed having him there, trying to piece my thoughts together about how I felt and what I wanted. "I want to keep this going as well," I replied after a while, "I don't know what I want going forward but I think having some fun would be okay. Especially if it is as good as just now, and I get to actually do more to you at some point." He laughed as I moved down and started washing his legs before going back up to his cock and balls. He was semi hard again and I worked his cock with my hands, now covered in bubbles from the gel, until his dick was standing to attention again. "You seem to be doing okay at the moment," he said with a sigh. "And at some point Zach," I added, "You need to tell me exactly what has happened between you, Alex and Simon." "Uh huh, sure Nate," his eyes were closed and he seemed to be completely absorbed in what I was doing to his cock. I kept wanking him, trying to keep a nice rhythm as my other hand massaged his balls. For a while I was mesmerized watching what I was doing. His cock felt burning hot in my hand, but also cool and slippery from the shower gel. I slowed down and gripped a bit tighter, feeling the veins under the skin and his blood rushing through them. I watched, fascinated, as his foreskin slowly slid over the head of his dick before I pulled it back down again. I felt a lust for my brother that I hadn't experienced before, and wanted to explore everything this new relationship had to offer. It didn't really matter what he did with other guys, or girls, I knew then that I would have something they never did with Zach, a closeness that no one else could ever have. I worked his cock faster now, moving my other hand down to start stroking my own dick that had got hard again. Zach's tensed slightly in my grip and I felt mine respond. As the pulsing in his cock grew faster I knew he was close to cumming, and my climax began to build as well. He began to breathe faster and was now moaning slightly. I gkept stroking us both and before long I could feel his body begin to shake. His ball sack went tight and I could see him balling up his toes as he got closer. "Come on Nate," he encouraged, "make me cum little brother." His back arched and he called out his he came for the second time during our shower. His cum hit my face this time, sliding slowly down my cheek. The next few loads hit my chest and then my hand was covered in his juices. This was too much for me and my body tensed as I experienced my second orgasm as well. This time I didn't cum as much, but it oozed over my hand. We both were still for a minute as our bodies recovered, before he washed the gel and cum off himself and stepped over me to get out the shower. I was still catching my breath, his cum slowly dripping down my face. As he went to close the door he leant down and whispered in me ear, "I promise I'll tell you everything, and we can talk as much as you like about what is going on. Also, if you thought it felt good fucking my mouth than imagine how good it would feel fucking my arse." He grabbed a towel left the room, closing the door behind him. I just sat on the floor of the shower for a few minutes in a daze. Then I slowly stood up, washed myself clean, turned the shower off and got out. I grabbed a towel, dried myself off and then wrapped it around me. As I went to leave the bathroom I took yet another deep breath. Even though I had never really thought about fucking anyone before I knew that, no matter how long it took, I needed to feel what it would be like to have my cock deep inside my older brother.