Date: Mon, 30 Oct 2000 19:01:41 EST
From: Bwstories8@aol.com
Subject: Brotherly Lovers

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sexually transmitted diseases by using condoms when having intercourse.

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Brotherly Love - by BW  (Incest).             Copyright 2000 by billwstories
A short story.                                October 2000

I've got to admit that I've always been attracted to my brother.  At first
it was just that I idolized him, as he was five years older than me, but
when he reached puberty it evolved into lust.  Vince had just turned
thirteen and I was eight.  We were going to a wedding and we needed to
hurry, so Vince asked me what he thought was a simple question.

"Tony, why don't you take your shower with me, so we can save some time?"

I agreed, went with him into the bathroom, and we got undressed.  I think
this was the first time I saw him with a man-sized cock and hair on his
body, other than on his head.  He already had a good-sized, cut cock and I
just couldn't take my eyes off of it once I saw it.  I always liked the
looks of his cock over mine, as our parents didn't have me circumcised but,
with the hair around it and its bigger size, I was hooked on it.  Vince saw
me gawking at it and he laughed.

"Do you like that, Tony?  Yours will get big like this when you're my age
and you'll grow some hair down there too."

"But it's huge," I responded, naively.

"It can get even bigger than that.  Do you want to see?"  I nodded my head
up and down quickly.  "Well, go ahead and play with it and you'll see how
big it can get."

He didn't have to offer twice, as I reached out and grabbed it, touching it
all over and rubbing it with my palm.

"Play with my nuts too," Vince urged me, "and wrap your hand around it and
start stroking it up and down."  I did as I was told and it really started
to grow.  When it got totally hard, it must have been over six inches long.
I started to stop and Vince told me to keep going.  I did and Vince closed
his eyes and started moaning.  Pretty soon he told me to do it quicker,
which I did, and before long this white stuff was shooting out of his dick
and going all over me.  At first I thought he had peed on me, but he
explained what it really was, so I didn't get mad at him.  He cleaned me
off, washing my whole body, and then he asked me if I wanted him to do the
same thing to me.  I nodded my head yes, so he reached down and started
playing with my little penis and ball sac.  It got hard quickly and it felt
real good, but I didn't shoot any of that white stuff out like he did.
After that, we finished our shower and that was the only time we ever did
anything together.

Over the years I tried anything to get to watch my brother when he was
naked.  I just loved to see his gorgeous dick.  As he got older, it also
got bigger and I wanted it more and more.  As my brother reached high
school, he started working out and he was developing an awesome body to go
with that awesome cock.  He was now 6' 2", 185 pounds, with short black
hair, blue eyes, and a great, firm physique.  I was really lusting after
him, hoping that he'd give me another chance to play with his boyhood and
he'd play with mine, but it never happened.  I think I cried the entire
night on the day he left for college.

When Vince was 21, I finally worked up the courage to try something with
him, but I still didn't have enough courageous to ask him if it was all
right.  Vince came home for Thanksgiving, arriving on a Wednesday night,
and he was going to share my room with me.  He took the twin bed on the
right and when we went to sleep.  Well, he went to sleep, but I could only
lie in my bed thinking about his gorgeous body in the other bed.  After
thinking about him for over an hour, I got out of bed, walked over to his
bed, and made sure he was asleep.  He was a restless sleeper and the house
was warm, so most of the covers were off his body.  I could see his
well-developed chest, his rippling abs, and one side of that slim waist
that was hugged by the only article of clothing he was wearing, his boxers.
Slowly I drew the bedding down to his knees, ever watchful that I didn't
wake him, and then I reached through the opening of his boxers and
extracted that gorgeous piece of flesh.  By now I had learned that that I
was gay and that there were other things that could be done with a penis,
so I bent over and started to lick and suck on that pink head.

Almost instantly, my brother became rock hard and I peeked up to make sure
that he didn't wake up.  He appeared to still be asleep, so I began to bob
up and down on his pole.  I used my tongue, my lips, and the suction from
my mouth working on his joystick and Vince began to whimper in his sleep.
I worked on him like that for several minutes, sliding up and down on as
much of his 10" shaft as I could, until his body stiffened, he penis
swelled slightly, and the rich creamy nectar shot into my mouth and throat.
I lapped up his juices eagerly, relishing the flavor and not wishing to
lose a drop, until he finished firing and his penis wilted back to its
flaccid state.  I tucked in back into his boxers, pulled the covers back
over him, and went back to my bed, to relive that wonderful time over and
over again.

The next morning Vince was in an exceptionally good mood and he was very
playful.  I guess getting off like that must have let him enjoy a good
night's sleep.  He tackled me onto my bed, pinned me to the mattress, and
he began to tickle me relentlessly.  I was laughing so hard and trying to
squirm from his grip, but I couldn't get away.  This activity and the fact
that his ass was rubbing on my body made me pop a boner and that erection
was the only thing that prevented me from wetting myself as he continued to
tickle me.  I finally begged him to stop, which he agreed to only after I
agreed to be his slave while he was there.  I didn't know what that meant,
but it was the only way he'd stop.  He finally released me and then he ran
off to the shower to clean up.  While he was gone, I beat off thinking
about him being naked in the shower and about my giving him a blow-job the
night before.

Thanksgiving was a pleasant day and I had something special to be thankful
for.  Vince made me fetch his beer and snacks for him as we watched the
football games and he made me run upstairs and get him a sweater to wear
for dinner.  I did it because I had promised to be his slave.  After dinner
I ended up getting him more beer and his desserts and he would tousle my
hair or slap me on the butt each time I brought him something.  I really
wanted to sit on his lap and put my head on his shoulder, but I didn't
dare.  Not only didn't I know how he'd react, but I didn't know what the
rest of the family would think if I did that.

When we went to bed that night, Vince undressed with me in the room and he
rubbed his dick through his boxers, letting me see its size and the fact
that he was about half-hard.  He smiled, winked at me, and said good night,
then he got into his bed and fell asleep.  I lay on my bed, fighting with
my urges to do the same thing I did the night before, but I didn't put up a
very good fight.  Before I realized it, I was already at his bed, pulling
the covers back, and reaching for the opening into his underwear.  I almost
stopped, but I just couldn't resist, and soon I had his prick in my hand
and my head was lowering toward it.  I stuck my tongue out, licking the
helmet and slit, and his penis responded to my attention by getting firm.
I kept watching my brother, to make sure he was still asleep, and then I
slipped my mouth over his rod and begin to rock up and down on that piece
of meat that I worshipped.  I was really getting into it, using my tongue
to help stimulate him and sucking like I was trying to pull boulders
through a straw, when I felt his body begin to tense up.  Just as I awaited
his release, his hands grasped my head, his hips lifted up, and he released
his load into my waiting mouth.  I was scared to death about what he might
do next, but after he had finished cumming, he lifted my head off his dick
and pulled me to him.  The fear must have registered on my face, but he had
a soft pleasant expression on his own.

"It's okay, Tony.  I'm not mad at you.  In fact, I'm grateful for what you
did.  I've wanted to do things like this with you since that first time you
jacked me off, but I wasn't sure if you were gay and I didn't want to scare
you or hurt you.  You've grown into a handsome young man and I've always
loved you."  He pulled me to him and he kissed me on the lips.  He let his
tongue dart out, lick some of his cum from my lips, and I opened my mouth
so he could go to more, if he wanted.  He did and his oral muscle darted
all around my mouth.  Soon our tongues were dueling and I was kissing him
fiercely.  Vince had also reached down and was rubbing my cock through my
underwear, until he finally pulled them down, exposing me for the first
time since we were little.  Big cocks seemed to run in our family and, at
16, mine was 8.25" when hard.  Vince was busy stroking it, sliding my
foreskin back and forth.

"I've always been jealous that you were still natural.  I always wanted to
know what it would have been like to have that extra piece of skin."

I told him that I had been jealous of him and we both laughed, but he
continued to play with my boner.  Before long, we had positioned ourselves
in a classic sixty-nine position and we were busy pleasing each other
orally.  We licked and sucked on each other until we both shot our loads
and then Vince moved over and had me spend the rest of the night cuddled in
his arms.

The next morning I started to slip out of bed, but Vince asked me where I
thouught I was going.  I told him that I was going to clean up and go
downstairs, but he just began to chuckle.  "You forget one thing, little
bro.  You're my slave until I leave and I've got something else planned for
you."

Vince got up, grabbed me, threw me on the bed, yanked my boxers off me, and
reached into his travel bag.  He pulled out a tube of lube and grinned
evilly.  "You had your way with me and now I'm going to have my way with
you.."

He quickly greased up his pole and then he moved over to me.  "Have you
ever done this before?" he asked.  I nodded in the negative.  "Well, just
do as I tell you and you'll be all right.  I'll loosen you up first, so you
can take my monster, and I'll go slowly to avoid hurting you.  It may hurt
a little at first, but that will go away eventually and then you'll enjoy
it.  Just remember to push down with your ass muscles when I start to put
anything up there, like you're trying to take a shit, and your rectum will
open up and give you less discomfort.

He started to work his slicked up finger up my anus, after getting past the
initial resistance, and he worked it in and out of my tight hole, getting
me used to the feeling.  My whole body shook when his finger brushed
against my prostate, making me feel like hundreds of electric impulses were
shooting through me at the same time.  Soon he had added a second finger,
moving them in and out and twisting them around, and I was not only getting
use to the intruders, but I was enjoying the fact that they were there.
When he added the third finger, I got my first twinge of pain, but it
passed quickly and I was really enjoying the feeling they were giving to me
as they were worked back and forth.  After working me like this for about
twenty minutes, Vince pushed my legs back to my chest, hooked my ankles
over his shoulders, and he put the knob of his dick against my sphincter.
He applied pressure, until the head slipped in, and he paused to let me
adjust.  I told him to keep going and slowly he inched his way into me.  I
felt it, as all of his ten inches slid into me, and I also felt it as his
pubes tickled my ass cheeks when he was fully inside.  Again he paused, but
by now I was beyond excitement.  I started to try to rock on the huge piece
of meat that was sticking up my butt.  His dick was giving me the feeling
of being full, but it was also stimulating other parts of me that I didn't
know could be stimulated.  I was cooing beneath him.

"Oh, you like it, do you?" Vince teased me.  "Just try to meet my movements
and you'll never forget this marvelous first ride."

I knew he was right, so I did everything he told me.  Slowly Vince withdrew
his mast from my hole, nearly letting it escape before he rammed it back
into me.  As I adjusted to his pace, I tried to thrust toward him as he
drove into me and I would tighten my rectal muscles around his penis as he
tried to withdraw.  It was really terrific as his hard rod slid in and out,
brushing against my moist lining and stroking my leathery little love
button, and I thought I would explode from sensory overload before he
finished.  He was ramming me harder and faster now, and I was feeling every
magnificent inch of his weapon as he pummeled my virgin chute.  I wanted it
to continue forever, but eventually Vince made his final thrust, buried his
dick deep into my bowels, arched his back, and he unleashed several volleys
of his hot cum against my intestinal walls.  When he had finished, he
collapsed on me and we lay like that for several minutes, before he rolled
onto his side, his dick still in me.

As we recovered, he kissed me continually and he thanked me several times.
I don't think he realized that I enjoyed it as much, if not more, than he
did.  The whole weekend was filled with repeated sexual encounters and my
brother and I grew closer than we had ever been before.  He promised to
come home regularly and I agreed to attend a college near where he would be
living, so I could live with him while I was getting my degree.  Now my
every thought is about my brother and I don't know how I could ever love
him more.


If you have enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at
http://members.tripod.de/wolfslair, in the 'Other Stories' section.
E-mails may be sent to: bwstories8@aol.com.