Date: Sat, 2 Jun 2001 21:30:39 +0100
From: dewi <dewi@gay.com>
Subject: Brother

W A R N I N G

This story describes physical sexual acts between two adult males.  If this
type of material is illegal in your country of residence or you are under
age DO NOT READ IT.

Brother

Part One

We were not a well off family.  We may not have had much money but our
parents always saw that we had enough to eat.  My father worked all his life to
pay for the small two-bedroom house that we lived in.  For as long as I could
remember, my older brother and I had not only shared a bedroom but a bed
also.

I was nine and he was 16.  I was always sent to bed first being the youngest,
but I would try to stay awake until Rob arrived.  I would pretend to be asleep
when he came into the room.  In the twilight, I could see his outline as he
approached the bed and started to remove his clothing.  First the shirt, then
vest, trousers, socks and finally underpants.  Naked, he would slide into bed
beside me.  I would feel the warmth of his body and smell his smell.  By
morning we would awaken, joined together, our limbs entwined.  My little
morning erection squeezed, almost painfully, between us.  I loved Rob; he was
big, strong and my brother.

Then came the day of the bust up with dad.  There had been arguments for a
long time but never like this.  Rob collected his few possessions into a bag and
walked out.  That was the last time I saw him.

Ten years later........

I was relaxing in my bed-sit.  Having finished school just a few weeks ago I was
pleased with the way my life was going.  Top exam results had got me a good
job and the first place I could call my own.  The large room had plenty of space
for a big bed and a lounge area.  A tiny kitchen and bathroom leading off the
main room.

The freedom of living alone was opening new possibilities in my life.  I had
never had a girlfriend.  Although I put up a show when required I just was not
interested in girls.  It had been growing in my mind for many months.  I was gay
but just would not admit it - even to myself.

Now I had my own place and could do what I wanted.  It started with a few gay
magazines, then following a trip to London; I had acquired a gay video film.  The
number of times I fisted my hard cock while watching those guys fuck finally
brought it home to me, and left me in no doubt.  I was young, horny and need
sex.  Sex with some hot hard stud like in the video.  My hand had been good
but I had seen things in the video.  The pleasure that one man could give to
another.  I want to experience it, sucking, fucking... ...

Knock... ... Knock... ...

"Bugger!"  Somebody at the door.  Who could it be at this time of night?  I
quickly adjusted my erection to the upright position where it was less obvious
and more comfortable.  I opened the door.  For a moment a stranger stood
before me, then it was Rob.  Older but there could be no mistake, even after all
these years.

I hesitated, but then the dam broke and we were hugging.  It was as if we had
never been parted.  Brotherly greetings were exchanged on the threshold and it
was some time before I thought to invite him in.

Coats were hung up and tea was brewed as the relaxed banter flowed freely.
The "old days" were recalled with due nostalgia and several hours-passed in
reminiscing.  Eventually our conversation turned to the more recent past.

He admitted that after five years of marriage his wife had kicked him out after
discovering the latest in a long list of infidelities.  With nowhere else to go, he
turned up on my doorstep.  Not very flattering to me but I did not care.

It was getting late and there were practical arrangements to me made.  There
was nothing for it; we would have to share the only bed.  That was no big deal,
but I was nervous about how I might react to being so close to a man in bed, but
there was no other option.  What could happen?  He was my brother.

Rob was very relaxed about the whole situation and was just pleased to have a
place to sleep.  He showered first.  I quickly stripped and changed into my
bathrobe to avoid having to undress in front of him.  Although it was just like the
old days of sharing, I had a feeling something was different.  I was different.

He emerged from the bathroom naked and dripping.  I had forgotten to give my
guest a bath towel.  With a hand towel, he was drying his hair.  It took but a
second for my eyes to see and my brain to register the full beauty of Rob's
body.  His muscular form is etched into my memory.  His lightly tanned, honey
coloured skin.  The light dusting of dark, fine hair on his chest leading my eyes
down, over a well defined six pack, to a thick mass of pubic bush.  There,
between strong legs, my gaze came to rest.

I was amazed at the beauty of his organ.  He was uncut and the pale skin was
stretched over seemingly enormous glans.  There was just enough foreskin to
meet in a pucker but no overhang.  Rob's cock was soft but still must have been
six inches long and thick too.  Two large cum makers hung low in their downy
hair covered sack.

Then I noticed Rob was looking at me.  My heart was beating fast.  The loose
bathrobe had exposed my cock.  It had grown to its full seven hard inches, my
cut dick head pointing obscenely at my brother.  I was horrified at what had
happened.  I blushed from head to toe with embarrassment, but Rob was
smiling.

I was confused.  He came over and sat next to me.  Then put his arm around
my shoulders.  His actions began to calm my fears.  My erection was gone but
my embarrassment had not.

He spoke softly "don't worry, I take it as a compliment.  You've grown up into a
fine young man.  I used to wake up almost every morning with your hard little
prick stabbing me.  You were horny even then".

I was lost for words.  Rob my big brother was naked in my flat talking about sex
to me.  I could not help it, my erection began to return.  Then I felt it, Rob had
taken my half-hard penis in his hand and was slowly wanking me.  I snapped to
fully hard and moaned at the intense pleasure that my brother was giving me.
Not only, a physical enjoyment but the additional gratification of knowing it was
Rob touching my now throbbing organ.  A pearl of pre-cum formed at the slit of
my cock.  My world centred on my penis and Rob's hand masturbating me.  My
balls started to rise and I want to cum.  My mushroom helmet was dark purple
and pulsing with each stroke.  I needed Rob to bring me to climax.

He kept up that slow relentless stroking as my hot sperm burst up and out of my
piss lips.  The first two shots hit my chest and face.  My body was rigid and a
cry of animal lust proclaimed the force of my ejaculation.  The remaining cum
oozed over Rob's fist as he pumped out the very last dregs. He removed the
last drop by using his thumb and forefinger to squeeze my spongy glans and
open the slit slightly.  My whole body quivered at the sensation.

As I recovered from the ecstasies of my orgasm, I looked questioningly At Rob.
He was licking my juice from his hand, with apparent relish!

"I'm sorry Rob, I just got carried away.  I... ... ... I... ... ... "

He silenced me with a kiss.  The taste of my own sperm was on his lips and in
his mouth.  I had eaten my own cum many times but never had it tasted so
good.

All doubts and hesitation were taken from me in that kiss.  I knew what I
wanted, and by the look of Rob's erection, he was having similar ideas.

In those first faltering steps to manhood I had been helped and supported by
the love of my brother.


Part Two.

I was still breathing fast and my whole body was flushed with post orgasmic
pleasure.  My brother Rob had just given me the most intense orgasm of my
life.  My cum was dripping from his fingers and he had began to lick it off.  By
the expression on his face, it was as good as nectar.  His eyes closed as he
savoured each drop of my cock honey.

I was surprised and confused by what had happened.  The kiss Rob had given
me had calmed my apprehension, but he had just wanked me off!  Not only that
but he was eating my cum and enjoying it.  What was going on?  He was
married, to a woman!  There could be no doubt that he had enjoyed the
experience as much as I had.  His penis was still very hard but he could see
from my expression that further pleasures would have to wait.  My mind was full
of unanswered questions.  There were things I needed to get straight (no pun
intended), before another load could be shot.

"I don't understand Rob.  Don't get me wrong, I really liked what we did, but why
did you do it?  You can't be gay, you have a wife!"  (I was young and naive.)

Rob's smile melted my heart, as it had when I was a child.  Then he told me the
full story:

"You already know that my wife kicked me out for cheating on her.
What I never told you was that it was with a man.  I have always been more
interested in men I suppose.  You remember the argument the night I left
home?  I tried explaining to dad.  He just could not, or would not, understand.
After that, I tried to make myself straight.  I got a girl friend, then marriage, and
the whole thing.  Of course, it was not long before I started playing around.
So, that's how I turned up on your doorstep.  At first I was just going to stay with
you until I sorted myself out but I spotted your gay magazines and videos on the
shelf as soon as I came in.  When I came out of the shower I knew by the way
you looked at me that you wanted me and I was only too glad to give you what
you wanted".

Now it was my turn to smile.  I learned forward to put my arms around him.  My
head rested on his firm chest as I hugged him.  I wanted to feel his warmth, the
contact of my brother's skin on mine.  Rob's clean smell together with the
lingering smell of my earlier climax filled my nostrils and I wanted intimate
contact.  My tongue flicked at his brown nipple and it got hard.  I moved from
one nub to the other, flicking with my tongue and nipping lightly with my teeth.
Leaning back, he sat on the edge of my bed and moaned his approval of my
stimulation.

He had already given me my first taste of physical love but I knew that there
was a lot more we could do and I wanted to do it.

I reluctantly stopped nursing at his pectorals and moved to kneel on the floor
between my brother's legs.  He laid back fully on the bed giving me my closest
view yet of his cock and balls.  The dark hairy skin of his scrotum hung between
his legs and rested on the bed.  Rob's testicles were outlined within the pliable
sack and I reached out to caress them.  I gently took the sack in my hand and
rested its weight on my palm.  My fingers closed about the balls within and
carefully I rolled and explored each gonad with medical efficiency.

While my passion had been satisfied once, Rob's had not.  His potent organ
began to jerk as I fondled his balls and I could feel them start to rise.  His penis
was beautiful and I do not know how I had resisted it for so long.

Unlike me, Rob was uncut.  Foreskin fascinated me and I wanted a closer look.
My hand released his balls and took up station on the velvet smooth skin of
Rob's shaft.  Once my hand was in place the size of my brother's penis became
apparent.  Both of my hands could easily have been accommodated on the
shaft.  I was looking at ten inches or more.  The pale delicate skin covered a
solid column of flesh.  It was hot to my touch.  The big glans remained half
covered, the piss lips just showing.  Haltingly I slowly drew back the skin to
expose that plum like cock head.  My face was less than five inches from the
best show on earth.

Almost in slow motion, my brother's foreskin stretched to pass over the corona
of his engorged glans.  I continued to pull down as far as I could.  Purple and
moist, Rob's knob end became dark and glossy.  The piss lips parted slightly
under the tension.  My fascination was compounded by the unexpected aroma
that my pulling back his foreskin had released.  (Rob had definitely missed one
area during his recent shower.)  Musk mixed with sweat and faint piss combined
to make an irresistible aphrodisiac.

My mouth watered.  Still holding his foreskin back, I took the plunge.  My
brother's cock head entered my mouth and my lips closed around his shaft.  My
tongue probed into his piss slit and on to where the head joins the shaft.  I was
in heaven; the feeling, taste, and smell were giving me a high no drug could
match.  Sadly, I soon realised that my enthusiasm was not enough to make up
for my inexperience and lack of technique.  The massive proportions of Rob's
organ were also not helping.  I wanted Rob to have as much pleasure as he had
given to me and I knew how to give it to him.

I wanted my brother to fuck my arse.

I got up, walked over to the bedside cupboard, and took out the bottle of lube
that I used for jerking off.  I gave it to Rob saying "Rob I want your cock in me.
Please fuck me".

Rob looked concerned "you are a virgin aren't you?"

"Yes, but I want you to change that.  Please Rob".

"You know it could hurt, you will be tight if it's your first time.  But if you really
want it bad enough".

"I do Rob.  I never wanted anything so bad in my life and I know you will be as
gentle as possible.  You would never do anything to hurt me".

"OK kid, get on your back and I will lube you up".

I lay on the bed, warm where Rob had just been.  I lifted my legs as I felt Rob's
big slippery middle finger stroking my pink puckered arsehole.  At his gentle
stimulation I relaxed and the finger slipped in.  It felt so good and so right.

"Does that feel OK".

In answer to my brother's question, I could only moan and squirm as his finger
moved inside me.

"You are a natural kid, you took my finger without a flinch.  Get ready and relax".

As I closed my eyes, I felt another finger entering my cherry hole, soon followed
by a third.  Adding extra lube Rob started to move three fingers in and out of my
virgin pucker.  I was feeling good but I wanted more, and Rob had the
equipment to give it to me.  Then suddenly I was empty.  I opened my eyes to
see Rob applying a thick coating of lube gel to his cock.  Then Kneeling and
taking a leg in each hand he raised my arse slightly off the bed.  In this position,
my loosened hole gapped open and I felt Rob's slippery glans pressing.

"Push down like you're taking a shit.  It will make it easier for me to get in".

I did just as instructed and was rewarded by the rapid and easy penetration of
about four inches of my brother's solid dick.  There was no pain, Rob was right;
this was natural for me.  I was where I should be and I loved it.

After giving me a few moments to adjust to his size, Rob thrust in deep and
filled me with his cock.  His pubic hair rubbed against my smooth arse cheeks
and his ball sack rested against my skin.  I was fulfilled; my whole life had been
leading up to this, what could be better?  I would soon find out.

Rob started to withdraw his shaft.  As the bloated corona of his cock head
dragged over my prostate, a rapturous wave broke in my brain.  Rob started
long slow thrusts.  Each time his glans pushed past my prostate, my cock
throbbed and a pearl of pre-cum formed at the tip.

My brother was now starting to fuck me faster; I could see the animal lust in his
eyes.  I was being pressed into the bed with the force of each penetration.  My
hard cock throbbed and jerked leaking pre cum onto my belly.  Sweat covered
both out bodies.

Rob made one last full, final thrust and held his penis in me.  It swelled and
started to pump white gold into my repository.  I was unaware of the passing of
time as spurt after spurt of Rob's hot sperm filled my rectum.  It could have
been minutes or days but I never wanted it to end.  As my brother's orgasm
subsided his hand gripped my cock and squeezed.  This was all it took to make
me cum.  I did not pass out but all I knew was the bliss of my climax made
awesome by Rob's cock still in my arse.  Nothing else existed for me.

Slowly my body, rigid from the intensity of orgasm, relaxed.  I rested, feeling
mellow, Rob's softening cock still in my cum filled arse.  To my great
disappointment, it slipped out and I felt empty.  My momentary distress was
soon converted into loving security.  My brother lay next to me and took me in
his strong arms.  Holding me close to him, no words were exchanged.  None
were required.

I loved Rob; he was big, strong and my brother - and he loves me.

Fin.

Any comments are welcomed by dewi@gay.com