Date: Wed, 23 Jun 2010 01:22:50 -0300 From: Matt Swimmers Subject: Big Brother's Boxers As always, send any comments/questions/complaints/typos/dirty photos to subboyns@gmail.com. I love to hear from you guys, it makes writing these all worthwhile. :) The usual disclaimers apply, if you're not old enough to be reading this, or if consensual sex between two guys offends you, please don't read on! This one is a little different from some of my other stories, the guys are around the same age and there's no rough stuff. Also, the sex in this story isn't safe sex, because fictional characters can't get diseases. But you can, so always play safe! "Now you behave for your big brother!" My mom said, giving me a big kiss on the forehead. "He has my cell number, and I'll hear about it if you act up!" She warned with a waggling finger. "Don't worry about it mom, he'll be fine." My brother James laughed. He was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt today, and I was in a pair of cargo shorts and a white t-shirt. "Of course I will be!" I piped up. "Oh I know, it just seemed like the mom thing to say." She laughed, getting into the passenger side of the van. Dad was already in the driver's seat and they waved as they pulled out of the driveway. James and I stood there waving until they were out of sight. "Thank god that's over." James laughed. "I know." Mom and Dad were taking a "second honeymoon" through the Rockies, and since James was 17 now and it was the middle of summer, they decided to let the two of us stay on our own. I was only 14, but they figured James was mature enough to handle me. Truth be told I was a pretty quiet kid, it's not like I was about to get into much mischief anyways. We'd had lunch together as a family and now that they were gone, we both seemed at a loss for what to do. "X-Box?" James suggested. I readily agreed and we flew downstairs to the den (with the 60 inch television) and grabbed some controllers. We killed most of the afternoon playing video games, and then James went upstairs to make us some dinner. Now, I knew I wasn't like most boys in a lot of ways. I preferred the indoors and reading to running around outside. My dad and James encouraged me to get out to the gym often enough that I was in decent shape, not toned or anything, but not doughy like most of my bookworm friends. James was the complete opposite. He was into sports and music, one of the most popular kids at school, and his band was being booked to play at bars he wasn't even old enough to get into normally. Another way I knew I was different was that I found James incredibly handsome. It seems to shameful to admit it, but I truly did. He had longish hair, down to his chin or so, that was usually swept back behind his ears, and he always seemed to have stubble on his cheeks, even at 16. He varied his facial hair, but at the moment it was just a thin line from the middle of his lip to the bottom of his chin. His body was toned and perfect of course, not that I got to see it much. Our parents were kind of modest... alright, a lot modest. One might even call them prudes. We weren't allowed to walk around with our shirts off, we had to dress in the bathroom after showers or have a full sized robe on, and the only time I saw any skin exposed was little peeks at James when nobody else was around or if we went to the beach together. In fact one of the only reasons I'd started going to the gym was to watch James change, and then watch his bare arms and legs as he worked out. He came back down a few minutes later. "What do you want on your pizza?" He asked, the phone to his chest. "I thought mom left us some stuff from lunch." "Fuck that, let's get pizza." He beamed at me. It shocked me a little to hear him swear like that. "Mom's gone for a while, let's have some fun." "Well, meat lovers works for me." I said, coming around to this newfound way of thinking. James smiled and jogged back up the stairs, placing the order. He came back down a few minutes later with his car keys and sunglasses. "I'm gonna go pick it up, you wanna come or chill here?" "I'll stay here I guess, I'll get the table ready." "Oh god Connor." He laughed. "Like I said, mom and dad are gone. We can eat down here while we play!" I felt kind of foolish for not realizing that. "Yeah, I'll come with you." I said, getting up off the couch. "Things are going to be a lot different around here with mom and dad gone." He said, patting me on the back. A few hours later, we were stuffed full of pizza and getting bored of our games. It was coming up around ten o'clock, and I got up and stretched. "I think I'm heading to bed." I yawned. "Me too bro." He said, getting up and stretching. His t-shirt rode up a little, giving me a glimpse of his hairy abs. I turned away quickly, but saw him taking his shirt off behind me. "Ah. That feels good." He said, stretching again. "I might just go naked until mom and dad get back." He laughed. "Please don't." I said, rolling my eyes. Part of me wished he would! "You got it bro." He laughed again, and followed me upstairs. I got into my pyjama pants and shirt, and climbed into bed. James came to the door just as I was pulling my sheets up over me. "Good night bro." He said quietly. I looked to see him backlit by the hall light, shirtless still and in a pair of baggy pyjama bottoms. "Good night." I said, hoping he couldn't see my staring at his chest in the dark. "We'll do something fun tomorrow, I promise." He laughed. "Today was fun." I said truthfully. He came in and sat down on the edge of my bed. "It really was." I said again. "I know." He leaned down and gave me a hug. I could smell him, the scent of his body as he hugged me. "It's great to spend some time with you bro." He got up and left, closing the door behind him. I wasted no time reaching into my pyjama pants and briefs, rubbing my stiff cock. To go from barely seeing him shirtless to having him touching me, holding me close, was more than I could take. The normal shame I felt when playing with myself was still there, but I was too overcome to pay any attention to it now. After I came though, the usual feelings came back. Like I said, my family were pretty prudish, and mom came from a religious background where everything to do with sex was wrong. When she caught me playing with myself once, she didn't yell, but she gave me a stern talking to about how evil it was and how it was a sin. I asked dad afterwards and he just rolled his eyes and said `don't get caught.' Part of me still took that to heart though, and I felt a little guilty every time I jacked off. I wondered if James felt that too. The next morning I got up for breakfast, grabbing my robe from the back of my desk chair and tying it around my waist. I could hear James in the kitchen getting something ready, but was unprepared for what met my eyes down there. Not only was there bacon, eggs and hash browns waiting for me, James was standing at the stove still shirtless in his black pyjamas from the night before. They were even sagged a little, so I could see the black waistband of his boxers underneath. "Hey there bro!" He smiled as I gaped at the food. "Bet you didn't see that coming" "Not at all James. When did you learn how to cook?" I laughed. "Oh a while back." He laughed. "Hope you like it." In less than a minute, I was telling him how fantastic it was. "You're gonna make me blush." He said with a smile as he poured himself another mug of coffee. "Anyway, I'm going to be gone most of the day with some football shit, probably won't be back till dark, you gonna be ok?" "Oh yeah, I had some plans with Matt and them this afternoon anyways." "Going to go read some exciting books?" He teased. "Probably just video games like we did yesterday." I said, sticking out my tongue at him. "Hah. There are worse ways to spend an afternoon." He got up and patted my back as he went upstairs to shower. I saw him once more before he left, in a white tank top and black sweat pants as he left for his game. I ran upstairs after he left and tossed my robe and pyjamas aside. As I laid down in bed in just my white briefs, I realized he had the right idea. It was pretty liberating to be undressed in my own house. I jacked off twice that morning, the guilt creeping away at me, but the images of my half dressed brother blocking it out. I got home around eight that night, and went upstairs to read and sleep since James wasn't home. I left my shirt off, but put my white and blue striped pyjama pants on. When James got home a few hours later he popped his head into my room. "I see the style is catching on." He laughed, shirtless himself. He was back in his black sweat pants. "Well you're right. It's pretty nice." I said with a blush. "Totally. We'll have you naked by the end of the week!" He laughed. "I doubt it." I said, blushing more. "Anyways, I'm heading to bed, night bro." He said, closing my door. I heard him get into his room a few minutes later, and went back to my book. I turned my lights out except for a small book light. About twenty minutes later I heard a door open, and heard James creeping by in the hallway. The lights were out, but I could hear the floorboards creak a little. He seemed to be heading downstairs. I didn't think anything of it but I didn't hear him come back. After another ten minutes I wondered what was up, and heard noises from downstairs. It sounded like people talking and some music. Wondering who James had over, I got out of bed and put my pyjama shirt back on, heading downstairs to see what was up. When I turned the corner in the basement, I was shocked. The voices I'd heard were coming from the TV, and James was watching porn. A woman in black lingerie was licking at some guy's abs, looking up at him with a lusty smile as she undid his jeans. "James!" I called out. "Jesus fuck!" He jumped up off of the couch, in just a pair of red boxer briefs. "Connor, what the hell?" "What are you watching?" I came into the room, and just then noticed the huge tent in his boxers. "Porn! What's it look like?" "Well, I just heard noises..." I said, mesmerized by the television. The guys jeans were on the floor now, his black briefs tented up as the girl licked them. "Well, don't just stand there, come on in." He said, his anger evaporating. I went to sit down beside him on the couch, but he stopped me. "Lose the old man pyjamas first." He smiled. "Um. Sure. I guess." I said, stripping down to my white briefs, now hard myself, and sitting down next to James. "Is this your DVD or something?" I asked, feeling awkward. "No bro, I broke the password on the cable." He smiled over at me. "So all of the adult channels are now ours for the viewing." "Really?" I was amazed. "Yeah, it was the dates of their birthdays. Not hard to crack." He said, turning back to the TV. The guy was naked now, and the girl was giving him a blowjob. "I've never seen anything like this." I admitted. "I mean, I've heard guys talking about it at school..." "Figures. Mom keeps you on a tight leash sometimes. I can look at it on my laptop, but I guess you're still stuck at the family computer." "Yeah." I mumbled, fixated on the throbbing cock on the television. "Well anytime you feel the need, let me know and you can borrow my laptop for a bit." He said, looking at the TV. I noticed he had his hand down his boxers, and was playing with himself. He must have noticed me watching. "You don't mind, do you bro?" "Not at all." I mumbled, trying not to stare at the growing bulge in his boxers. "You know about jacking off right?" "Of course, do it all the time." I said, trying to sound cool. He laughed. "Me too bro. At least once a night." His voice dropped as he stroked himself some more. "At least we don't have to hide it from each other. Not with mom and dad gone." "Well I dunno if I want to do it here..." "Of course you do, you can't hide it in those tighty whities." He laughed, and I turned deep red as I saw how obvious my erection was in my briefs. "Come on bro, let loose a little." He said as he pulled his cock free of his boxers. It was uncut, like mine, and probably seven inches. As he pulled back the foreskin I noticed the head was glistening with his precum. I quickly turned back to the TV and stroked myself through my briefs. The girl was naked now too, and the guy was eating her out. "Fuck I love doing that." James grunted. "You ever eat a girl out?" He asked me. "No." I said, hoping this wouldn't continue. "Fuck bro it's amazing. The noises they make... fuck." He sighed. "I've only kissed a girl." I admitted. "Plenty of time to get further than that. I didn't get past that till I was sixteen." James laughed. "Really?" "Yeah bro." "I just figured...." I stopped. "What?" "Well you're a pretty handsome guy, I mean I figured the women would be all over you." I stammered. "Well thanks bro, but truth be told I was kinda holding out, you know mom and all. If I got some girl pregnant she would have killed the both of us." "Oh totally." I laughed, my eyes ignoring the TV and now watching James stroke his cock. "But luckily I got over that. I used to feel guilty jacking off for god's sake." He said as he pushed his boxers down his thighs. "I still do." I mumbled. "Really?" "I mean I don't let it stop me, but mom caught me once..." "Oh she caught me too, don't worry bro. The second she left, I was right back to doing it." He laughed. "Now come on, the good part is coming up." He said, one hand playing with his hairy ball sack and the other jacking off. I pulled my briefs down over my dick and balls, and started to jack as well. I had no idea what the good part of the movie was, because I couldn't tear my eyes away from James and his wet cock. I wanted so bad to touch it, to see what it felt like in my hands. To see what it tasted like. "Oh fuck!" He moaned, his strokes getting faster and faster. He groaned as he started to shoot, cum splashing out onto his stomach and chest. A few seconds later I erupted as well, most of it landing on my stomach. We sat there beside each other panting for a while, "Was that too weird for you bro?" He asked, putting his arm around me. It was sticky with sweat. "Not at all." I said, leaning in close to him. "Good, I had fun." He laughed. We sat there for a few minutes more, with his arm around me, before he got up and handed me a towel. "You first." We both cleaned ourselves up and tucked ourselves back into our underwear. James shut the TV off and we went back upstairs. "So promise me something." He said. "What?" "As long as mom and dad are gone, no more old man pyjamas." He laughed, grabbing my bundle of clothes from my hands. "Fine." I laughed. "And come to my room for a sec, we have to get you out of those little kid briefs." He said, beckoning me to follow him. "I have some old boxers that will probably fit you." He said, rummaging through his underwear drawer. He handed me a pair of blue and black cotton boxers with a black waistband. "Put those on." I blushed a little, but figured he'd already seen me jacking off earlier, so I changed right there. "What do you think?" He asked. "It's different." I said, feeling weird as I my cock flopped around. "Stay here tonight." He said, getting into bed. "With you?" "Of course, I wanna talk to you." He said, patting the bed beside him. I laid down and we rolled over onto our sides, facing each other. "Looks like you're ready to go again." He laughed, looking down at my crotch. I blushed, since I was hoping he wouldn't notice my cock growing again. "It's these boxers..." I tried to say. "Everything is just falling around there." "Hey, it's fine with me, I could go again." He smiled, his hand snaking down to his boxers, rubbing his crotch through them. He rolled over onto his back, his hand inside his boxers now, and I followed suit. "So, am I the first guy you've jacked off with?" He asked in a whisper. "Yeah. Most of my friends don't even like to talk about it..." I said, wondering if I should ask the obvious question now. I went for it. "What about you?" He chuckled a little. "Well I've been known to do it with some of my friends. You know Brent?" Brent was the drummer in their band. He was tall and lanky, with shaggy brown hair. "Yeah of course." "We jack off together all the time. His parents have the same cable we do, but they never bothered with a password for it." He sighed, pulling his dick free of his boxers. It was different now without the TV, just the two of us in the moonlight coming through the window. "Isn't it weird?" I asked. "The first time it was a little. After that it got pretty fun." He said knowingly. "Come on bro, whip it out." He said. I still hadn't taken my dick out, but I pushed the boxers down and kicked them off, leaving myself nude beside my brother. "That's the spirit." He laughed, kicking his off as well. They landed across the room somewhere. I finally got a good look at his cock, not the fleeting glimpses of earlier. "Do you shave your pubes or something?" I asked timidly. He laughed. "No, but I keep them trimmed. I see you're letting yours come in all natural." He smiled. I didn't have the treasure trail or chest hair that James did, but I had quite a bit of pubes. "Brent shaved his once, it looked weird but he liked it." "Do you guys... like, get naked?" "Usually if it's at night we start in our boxers, but we usually end up naked. If it's the daytime or there's people around we stay dressed." He smiled. "You do it when people are around?" "Oh yeah, his parents leave us alone for the most part so we just sit down there pretending to work on songs or something. We're just jacking away in their basement." He laughed. "I don't know if I could do that." I said. I'd been staring at his cock the whole time, and was still hoping he hadn't noticed. "Well it's even more fun. Makes it exciting if you might get caught." James said, slowing down the pace of his strokes a little. "I don't wanna cum yet bro. Let's make this last a bit." He said. "OK." I slowed down a little too, since I was getting pretty close. "Can I tell you something Connor?" He asked, turning to face me. I quickly looked back up at his face. "Anything James." "Jacking off together... isn't the only thing Brent and I do." "Well... what else do you do?" I asked, nervous. "It's... I can't tell you. Forget it." He said, turning back to watching the ceiling. "Come on James, you can tell me." I said, rolling over and putting my hand on his chest. I wasn't even jacking myself now, but to my delight, he didn't stop jacking himself as I touched him. "We... jack each other off sometimes." James blushed. "What?" I was shocked. "Yeah. I mean, the first time we did it I was freaked out, but I have to admit, he gives a good handjob." He was still rubbing himself as he told me. "Does that make us gay?" He asked. "I don't think so." I said, although I didn't necessarily believe that. "What if... what if we did it?" He asked, staring into my eyes. I stammered something, unsure of what to say. James didn't wait for me to formulate a response, he took the hand he'd been playing with his balls with, and slowly wrapped it around my cock. I let out a sigh of pleasure as he started to jack me off. It was a completely different sensation, having someone else doing it for me. "Lay down on your back." He whispered. I did so, and saw him jacking us both off now. "Let me." I said quietly, pushing his hand away from his cock. I felt an electric tingle rising through my body as I finally got to touch his cock. It was hard and hot in my hands, and slick with his precum. "Oh god bro..." He sighed. "You're great." We laid there for a while in the darkness, the only sound the wet sliding of our hands on each other's cocks. "You know James..." I panted. "Even if you were gay, I wouldn't care. You're my brother, and I love you no matter what." He stopped jacking me off, and looked over at me. I could swear I saw tears in his eyes. "You mean that?" "Of course." "Wouldn't it be weird to have your gay brother jacking you off?" I looked down at his chest again, debating what to say. "Would you find it weird to have your gay brother jacking you off?" I looked back up at him, and saw the realization in his eyes. "You mean..." "Yeah." I admitted. "Want me to leave now?" He didn't say anything, he just rolled over on top of me and started to kiss me. I was too shocked to do anything, I just let his tongue slip into my mouth, the feel of his stubble on my chin strangely erotic. "I want you to stay here all night bro." He said finally. "Every night I want you here. In my bed, in my boxers." He moaned, kissing me again. "Oh god yes!" I agreed, coming to my senses. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight, feeling his muscular body on top of mine. "Now we have to cum." He said, laying down facing me again. He kissed me as his hands wrapped around my cock. I returned the favour. It didn't take long before both of us were grunting and moaning, obviously ready to shoot. "I want you to cum on me bro." He sighed, aiming my cock up at his chest while he rubbed. "I wanna feel you all over me." His dirty talk sent me over the edge, and I started to shoot. He cheered me on as I shot my second load of the night, I could hear it splattering on his chest as he jacked the final drops of it free. I was in shock, but still rubbing his dick. A few seconds later he yelled something unintelligible and shot his own load. I felt it hit my stomach, the warm, sticky wetness. Before I could say anything, he was kissing me again, rolling around on the bed. The cum we'd shot was squished between us now, mingling and sticking us together. "That was amazing." I managed to pant out after James rolled off of me. "I know." He said, getting up out of bed. He grabbed his discarded boxers from the floor and wiped his hairy torso off, then tossed them to me. I took them, trying to find a dry spot, and wiped myself off as well. Then James jumped back into bed, nuzzling up against me. I wrapped my arms around him and curled up on his chest. "How long have you been wanting to do that?" He asked me. "For years now." "Me too. I couldn't believe it. That was so fucking sexy." He said, giving me another kiss. "You looked so god damn hot in my boxers." "Thanks." I blushed. "You look pretty good in them too. I'm glad I get to see them now." "I know. It's going to be hell once mom and dad get back." He groaned. "But let's not think about that now, let's just enjoy this." He said, holding me close. "There's so much I want to say..." I said with a yawn. "Tomorrow night bro. I have band practice and some recording all day tomorrow, I'll probably be gone by the time you get up." "I'll miss you." I said, running my hand through his chest hair. "Well, if you wear my boxers all day it'll be like I'm here with you." He said, giving my ass a squeeze. "Definitely. Until mom and dad get back that's all I'm going to wear." I promised him. "And tomorrow night we can maybe move a bit further..." He said, his hand tracing up my back. "Cause I'd love to see what your cock tastes like." "I was wondering the same thing." I admitted with a blush. "We'll see tomorrow night." He yawned. "For now, let's just get some rest." "I love you." "I love you too." I woke up in the morning long enough to get another kiss from James, and watch him disappear into the bathroom for a shower. I saw his naked body moving across the room and remembered the night before with a smile. I fell back asleep and didn't wake up till almost noon. "Holy shit." I mumbled to myself, realizing how late it was. I remembered again why I was naked and in my brother's room, and was tempted to jack off. Part of me wanted to save it for James though, so I waited. I got out of bed and had a shower of my own, finding a pair of boxers waiting for me in the bathroom with a note: "Hey bro, bet you'll look awesome in these. Can't wait to see you in them when I get home. Love, James." They were a tight black material, almost spandex but softer. When I got out of the shower and dried off, they fit me like a second skin. As I checked myself out in the mirror, I had a feeling James would appreciate how they looked on me. It was still barely past noon, and James wasn't going to be home till late in the evening. I wondered what I should do to keep myself occupied in the mean time. No matter what I did, the events of the night before kept replaying in my mind. I must have been hard at least half of the afternoon, on and off. Even as I cooked myself some pasta for dinner, all I could picture was his face as he climaxed, how he closed his eyes, flung his head back. The way his hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. The way he'd pulled me close afterwards, like he never wanted to let me go... Shit, burning my pasta. Focus Connor! As the night dragged on, I grabbed a book and went to the living room. Here I was right by the front door and would be ready to meet James when he came home. At around eight thirty, I heard keys in the lock, and pretended to be engrossed in my book as James came in. "Hey bro!" He said with a smile. I watched his friend Brent come in the door behind him. I blushed a little and tried to cover myself up with my book. "Don't worry about it Connor." Brent laughed. "I... I didn't realize you were bringing people over." I stammered, embarrassed. James laughed and peeled off his own black t-shirt. "Don't worry about it buddy, we'll be joining you soon. We always chill in our underwear at his place." "Yeah." Brent laughed, taking his shirt off. He wasn't as toned as James was, but still had a nice body. He was almost half a foot taller than James as well, with a bit of a treasure trail disappearing down into his jeans. The two of them went upstairs to James' room, and I just buried my face in my book. I heard the shower starting up and saw James come downstairs, dressed in a pair of white boxers with black stripes. "Hey there bro." He said, bending down to give me a kiss. "What was up with that?" I asked, still flabbergasted that he'd practically set me up to get caught in my underwear. Well, his underwear. "It's cool, like he said, this is how we usually hang out. He's just grabbing a shower since he got pretty sweaty doing all that drumming." Brent reached down and stroked my crotch. "Damn you look even better in those than I had imagined." "Thanks." I said, blushing. "I'm still embarrassed though." "Don't be. And guess what? Brent didn't bring any extra clothes so he's got a pair of my boxers to wear too." James whispered to me as he knelt down between my legs and licked at my neck, up to my ear. "Oh god James..." I moaned. "That'll be so hot." "Yeah, he wants us to meet him downstairs, with the porn on." James smiled. "Really?" "Oh he's all worked up today. Says drumming gets the hormones flowing in him or something. He had a boner the whole drive over here. If I'd let him jack off in the car, he probably would have." "Does he know I'll be there?" "Of course, I told him all about it on the drive home." "All about it?" I blushed as he licked down my chest. "Well not ALL about it." James chuckled. "But how I inducted another member into our jack off club. And how I broke you free of your old man pyjamas and little kid briefs." I blushed again. "You didn't have to tell him all of that." "No, but I got so hot remembering it all I couldn't help myself." He smiled, standing up and taking my hand. "Now let's get downstairs, I just heard the water shut off." We went downstairs and James found some porn to watch, but told me to keep it in the boxers till Brent joined us. A few minutes later Brent came bounding into the room, wearing a pair of the same boxers I was. He sat down on the other side of me, sandwiching me between the two guys. "Hey there guys, hope you didn't start without me." He laughed. "Aren't these great?" Brent asked me, running his hands down his boxers. "Yeah they are." I said quietly. "I'd never worn a pair like this before, I mean I've seen James in them before but when I got the chance to wear them I jumped at it." "I'm like that with some of yours too." James laughed. "Really? Which ones?" Brent asked, wasting no time in sticking his hand down inside of them. "Well like the satin ones and stuff. Our mom would die if we came home with any of those." James admitted. "Well next time you come over I'll give you a pair to try on." Brent laughed. "You too if you want to come along Connor. James has told me about your mom before." "Oh he probably will join us." James smiled. "He's a little shy right now but he'll open up soon enough." "Sorry." I said with a blush. "No, it's alright. It's cute." James laughed. We all turned to the TV, although I didn't even notice what was on it. All I could watch was the two hunky guys beside me on the couch, each of them rubbing their hard cocks through their boxers. Brent's dick looked to be longer than James', but thinner. The girl on TV started to give the guy a blowjob, and I felt James' arm wrap around my shoulders. Our legs were touching now, giving me an added thrill. "You guys comfy?" Brent laughed. "Totally." James said, still staring at the TV. "Cool." Brent said, also wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "Hey James, put it to channel 903." "What's that?" James asked, picking up the remote. "Better shit." Brent said with a low laugh. Suddenly the screen changed. There was still a blowjob going on, but now it was just two guys. "Oh fuck yeah, that's the good shit." Brent said with a smirk. "Totally." James agreed. "What do you think Connor?" "I... uh..." "It's cool bro, Brent knows." James said, leaning down and kissing my cheek. "What?" "Oh yeah buddy, I know." Brent said, his hand creeping up my leg. He brushed my hand off of my boxers and started to rub my stiff cock. I sighed and let the two of them take over. "Let's just turn this shit off." James said with a smile, turning the television off. The only light was coming from a small lamp in the corner. Somehow the soft light made the two older boys even more handsome to me. "I thought you said you two just jacked off together." I whispered. "He lied." Brent said knowingly. "We do a lot more than that." "I wasn't sure how much to tell you bro." James said, getting down on his knees between my legs again. He kissed at my stomach, then moved down to my thighs, teasing me by avoiding my crotch. Brent, still with his arm around me, turned me up to face him and started to kiss me. He wasn't as rough with it as James was, but I still felt his tongue poking inside of my mouth. He tasted different than James as well, sweeter somehow. "Fuck he's a good kisser." Brent chuckled as James kissed my chest. "I told you so." James sighed, moving back down to my stomach. As he licked around the waistband of my boxers I reached over and started to rub Brent's pole. "And this boxer swapping thing? Is that something you guys always do?" I asked. "Truth be told, I didn't even think of it until last night." James laughed. "It's a pretty hot idea, I can't wait to try it some more." Brent said, running his hands through Brent's hair. "Can't wait to see you guys in some of mine." "He's got some fucking sexy stuff too." James said, his mouth finally drifting down to my crotch. I gasped as James started to lick and suck at my dick through the boxers, shuddering as waves of pleasure ran through me. "This your first time?" Brent asked, quietly whispering in my ear. "Yeah..." I managed to say. "Lucky you... James has one of the most talented mouths I've ever felt." He said, nibbling at my neck. I gasped, grabbing onto the couch as Brent drove me wild. "Yours seems pretty good too." I squeaked out. Brent chuckled under his breath, licking from my neck up to my ear. Just then James pulled my boxers down, exposing my cock and balls. As it disappeared into his mouth, I let out a scream of passion. I'd never felt anything like this before in my life! I'd thought James jacking me off last night was the pinnacle of pleasure, but that was nothing compared to this. I couldn't even form words, I just groaned and sighed with joy as James took my entire cock down into his throat. "See what I mean baby?" Brent said to me as he stood up. He took me by the back of my head and brought my face to his crotch. "Are you sure you don't want the first cock he sucks to be yours?" Brent asked James. James took his mouth off of my dick long enough to tell Brent to go for it, and I found myself kissing and licking at Brent's sizable bulge. He sighed as he held my head against his crotch. I tried to emulate what James had done as best I could, and from the groans coming from Brent, I was doing a good job. "Fuck your little bro is almost as talented as you James." He laughed. "I figured he would be. Can't wait to find out myself." James said, stopping long enough to say that, then leaning down and licking at my balls. Another shudder of joy flew through me when he did that. I was unprepared for how good all of this felt, and wanted to do the same thing to Brent and James. I pulled down Brent's boxers, amazed as his eight inch cock flopped out. I reached up and grabbed it with my hand, watching as I pulled his foreskin back. "Oh yeah baby... take your time, enjoy it." He sighed as I felt his heavy balls. His pubes were trimmed like James', and his balls were smooth. I finally brought it to my mouth, licking up and around the head. Brent gave a visible shudder and sighed as I took more and more of his pole into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head and shaft as it went deeper. "Oh god keep that up." Brent moaned. I guess I was doing a good job. I kept taking it as deep as I could. I couldn't get the whole thing, but I was determined to try. His cock tasted great, smelled great, felt great in my hands and in my mouth. I knew from that moment on I could never get enough of sucking cock. Brent started bucking his hips in time with my mouth, humping at my face. I tried the same thing as James stopped at my balls and went back to sucking me off. "You're getting the hang of it now buddy." Brent said, ruffling my hair. I looked up at him and saw him smiling down at me, licking his lips. "You wanna taste your brother's cock, don't you?" "I do..." I said in between thrusts. "Come on James, switch up." Brent said. James gave me one last deep suck, then stood up, his boxers wet with precum. "Now Connor, you get down there and show James how good you are." I got down between James' hairy legs and immediately started to suck on his boxers. I heard him gasp as I licked and sucked, basking in the taste and smell of his damp boxers. James' moans were subdued when he started to suck on Brent's dick, but they got louder again when I pulled his cock through the fly in his boxers, exposing it to the air. It seemed even bigger than last night now that it was inches from my face. I reverently took it into my mouth, savouring the taste and feel. James practically screamed with pleasure. I wasn't sure if it was that I was that good at it, or the fact that it was his little brother doing it finally. Brent was moaning and groaning as well, obviously enjoying the blowjob James was giving him. I barely even noticed he was there anymore to be honest, I was so fixated on pleasing James. Every sound he made as I blew him was like music to my ears, every time he touched my head or shoulders I felt like we were the only two people in the world right then, joined at the cock and the mouth. How long this went on I have no idea. Eventually, Brent sat down on the couch while James stood up, and I was back to blowing Brent. Then James was down on his knees beside me, with Brent standing over us. James and I flicked both of our tongues back and forth over Brent's dick, almost French kissing with a cock in between of us. Brent really seemed to enjoy that, and we kept it up for a while. Then James started to suck on his balls while I took more and more of his cock down my throat. "Oh my god James, the little fucker is deepthroating me." Brent gasped in between pants. "Never seen someone do that so quick. Even you took a week or so before you could do it." "He's a pro." James said, patting my shoulder. After a while longer, James led us upstairs to his room. We left our boxers at the door and fell together into bed, nude and dripping. We ended up in a triangle, James blowing me while I blew Brent while he blew James. I felt Brent's body shaking, and realized he was about to cum. I debated taking my mouth away, unsure if I should be swallowing or not, but in the time it took me to think about it, he shot his load. The taste of his cum was divine to me, feeling the sticky warmth as it flowed into my mouth and down my throat. He gasped and groaned as I sucked the last drops from him. "I gotta go piss guys..." He panted, getting up from the bed. James pulled me closer to him and we started to 69 each other. It wasn't long before I was feeling James' body tighten up as well. Brent came back and laid down behind James, kissing his neck and shoulders as he started to shoot. As I swallowed my second load of the night, I decided that not only did I love sucking cock, but I loved swallowing cum even more. James never missed a beat in sucking me though, his mouth still like a vacuum on my dick. Soon after he shot his load, it was my turn. My back arched up off of the bed and I let out a yell, feeling my load shoot into someone else's hot, wet mouth for the first time. It was like every few minutes I was discovering a new height of ecstasy. I fell back onto the bed, panting and dizzy. James and Brent came up and held me, Brent behind me and James in front of me. "How was that bro?" "Amazing." I panted. "It was pretty damn great." Brent agreed, pulling me tight against his body. James curled up close to my chest and gave my sweaty forehead a kiss. "I love you bro." "I love you too." I said. "And I love you Brent." James said, reaching over me to give him a kiss. "Back at you baby." Brent chuckled. I just gaped at the two of them. "What? You didn't catch on to that?" James laughed. "We're boyfriends." "What?!" I sputtered. "Yeah, have been for months now." Brent chuckled. "I never would have guessed." I said, still kind of confused. "You thought we were just fuck buddies?" James laughed. "Well... yeah. I didn't even realize you guys did anything but jack each other off until tonight." I said, blushing. Somehow in the past two days I'd gone from a shy introvert when it came to sex to a dirty talking pervert. Oddly enough though, the guilt was entirely gone. "Well, that's great." I said, curling up to both of them. "As long as you don't mind me in the middle." "Not at all." They said in unison, laughing. "Why don't you go grab us some boxers?" Brent suggested. "You know I hate sleeping naked." "Sounds good." James smiled, getting up out of bed. As he walked over to his underwear drawer, I couldn't wait to see what he would pull out next.