Date: Thu, 27 Sep 2012 20:31:41 -0500 From: Charles Hughes Subject: BRUCE LEARNS ABOUT DICKS - 6 Incest: brothers (b/b urination oral anal) This story is completely fiction; it is the story of two young brothers and what they discover together. If you are not 18, or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you must leave now. Copyright 2012 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved. If you would like to copy the story, please, just ask. I'm grateful for the many responses! The responses help me assess various options for a story, and I do listen to readers. I appreciate all your comments and suggestions - and the reminiscences about brothers. I will answer all emails (I love to hear from you); please put the title of the story in the Subject line and use this address: the.back.door@hotmail.com This is the concluding chapter of the story. And THIS IS IMPORTANT: Readers, if you enjoy reading the stories at Nifty, please consider making a donation so their work can continue. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html BRUCE LEARNS ABOUT DICKS - 6 Eager to return to the fun the brothers had discovered together, they put the laundry away and made their beds. They stripped quickly and climbed onto Jacks' big bed. The sheets smelled fresh and clean. "The sheets smell good, don't they?" Jack asked. "I know something that smells better," Bruce grinned. He slid down Jack's body and buried his face just under his balls. They had been out of the shower and tucked into jeans just long enough to return to that sharp, sexy scent Bruce had found on his brother's balls before. He sucked it into his nose and kissed each virtually-hairless ball. Jack let out a long sigh. Bruce had learned a lot about how to please balls from Jack, and he tried to remember everything Jack had done. But Jack's balls were bigger than his own. He very carefully closed his mouth around the smoothness one of them and sucked gently. Jack had eaten both of his eight-year-old balls at once, but Bruce couldn't manage that. Still inhaling the scent of teen balls, he let the ball drop and began to lick, tasting what he had been smelling. Jack's ballsac was soft and warm, sliding easily over Bruce's little tongue. He licked upward from underneath the sac, up the middle, up to the base of the big cock. Bruce's heart was pounding in his little body, sending more and more blood to his little peter, but Bruce hardly noticed. He was surrounded by Jack's thighs, buried in his crotch, smelling and tasting Jack's sex. "Aww god, Brucie... fuck it's so good, Brucie... suck me, Brucie..." Bruce needed no instructions. He'd worked on this big six-and-a-half inch peter before! And he sure as hell hoped he'd be working on it lots of times more! He tasted the sweet, smooth precum that oozed from the thirteen-year-old dick, and he moved it around the hot cockhead, licking and tasting it again and again. He opened his mouth wider and took as much of the shaft in as he could; it wasn't much, but it felt so good with his lips taut around the hard core of the cock and the warm cockhead at the back of his mouth. He sucked and nursed. Jack groaned and twisted under the attach of the little tongue and mouth. God, he wanted more and more of it! Over and over again! But he had to pull gently away before he shot. Bruce lookled up in disappointment when the big peter left his mouth. "Don't want to cum, Brucie... not yet." Bruce slid up his brother's body and lay his head against his shoulder. Jack turned his face to him, and their lips met softly, sweet and moist. The lips that had just been around a cock... Bruce felt the bigger tongue wash over his lips and open them. His own tongue met it, welcoming the soft movement inside, licking slowly in return. The kiss was longer that any they'd ever had. They found themselves breathing into and other, sucking each other's breath out, tonguing sucking tasting... Jack pulled away before Bruce was ready to end the kiss. His brother squeezed a nipple, and said, "Let's try something different." Jack sat up and motioned for Bruce to follow his lead. The boys crossed their legs, lotus style, with the crotches wide open and their dicks sticking up. They scooted closer together, with Jack's larger legs underneath Bruce's. Jack lifted his little brother and set him on his lap, their chests -- and dicks -- only inches apart. Their arms circled each other, kissed briefly, and then Jack circled the two hard dicks with his hand. He began to stroke them as they were pressed together, both the big cock and the little peter feeling the hand moving slowly up and down. Very slowly, the cocks warmed even more and throbbed together. Bruce groaned, looking down. He could see the precum beginning to ooze again from Jack's cockhead. His own little peter -- only half the size of his brother's -- almost disappeared each time Jack's hand moved upward. Bruce leaned against his brother and gave himself to the heat at his groin. Two dicks... The big teen cock and the little boypeter shared the precum as it was slowly pumped from Jack's cockhead. Both boys moaned as they felt the warm, smoothness coat their dicks, as Jack's hand slowly worked it down the length of both of them. They were brothers, yes. But now they were lovers, enjoying the meeting of one of the most sensative parts of a boy's body. Even their balls moved together as Jack slowly stroked. Bruce's hand pushed Jack's aside, and his smaller hand stroked the two dicks. He kept the tubes on the underside of each shaft mashed together, throbbing as though they were one cock. Jack sighed and hugged his little brother tighter as he felt the warm little hand pleasure both of them at the same time. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young lovers enjoyed the touch of their dicks, their hands, and, once again, their lips. Jack felt so hot inside as his tongue licked around in Bruce's mouth at the same time he could feel Bruce's little peter throb against his own dick., They rocked gently against each other, their bodies, from lips to shoulders to nipples to dicks, touching and rubbing and sliding over each other... ...so hot, rubbing together. So erotic, skin to skin, peter to cock. They each felt the other's hard nipples rubbing against their skin... a peter and a cock so hard they felt like steel rods between them... Jack stroking again for a bit... then Bruce stroking again... After a very long time enjoying this way of sharing their bodies, Jack pressed against Bruce, and the two wound up lying back on the bed, this time with Jack on top. He licked Bruce's lips, drew his tongue across the soft, warm cheek, and began to lick at his ear. Undulating their hips, they kept as much body contact as the could. Jack licked into the little ear and moaned into it. Bruce's soft sounds joined his own as the tongue traced its way down the neck and shoulder to the tiny nipples. Jack licked them gently, then pointed his tongue and flicked it over each one. He lowered his lips to the hard little nub of flesh at the center of a nipple, kissed it, and sucked it into his mouth. He felt Bruce squirm under him as he washed the nipple with his tongue. Jack felt the moisture on their skin. Their movements had been so constant, and their sexual heat so high, both bodies had begun to sweat. The slickness of their skin only added to the deep pleasure. He licked some of the salty moisture as his tongue worked its way down Bruce's tummy and flicked into his bellybutton. Bruce groaned again, softly, almost a hum as the tongue licked over the smooth pubic mound to the base of his peter. The tongue continued around the peter and up the three-and-a-half inches of the underside of it. Jack had to hold it still while he licked at the little head, teasing the peelips. He washed the dickhead around and around with his tongue, then sucked it into his mouth. Bruce tried to hold it off as long as he could. His brother's mouth on his peter felt so awesome! He knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He threw his head back on the bed and abandoned himself to his peter, pulsing so strongly in Jack's mouth he wondered for a moment if he'd already started his dry cum. But... no... "Aaaaaaaa uuhhhhhhhhhhh ooooooooooo fuck fuck fuck..." The little peter in Jack's mouth became, if possible, a little hotter... if possible, a little harder... And it began to dance in his mouth, across his tongue, against his cheek... "OOOOOOOoooooooooofuckfuckyeayeaaaaaaa..." Jack licked the little mouthful and then dropped to Bruce's side. Bruce's hand moved to Jack's thigh, but they lay still for a while -- Jack remembering the hot little prick thrashing in his mouth, and Bruce still in a sexual stupor, the high of an afterglow he never wanted to leave... "Brucie, baby, we're a mess. Let's hit the shower, okay Bruce, anticipating another pee shower, followed his brother into the bathroom, his little peter a bit sore from all the tongue and suction on it. But Jack stepped into the shower, pulling Bruce after him, turned on the water, and began to soap both of them. They each enjoyed the slick wet hands moving on skin, touching hard nipples, their dicks slapping against each other. Jack pulled his brother toward him for a big hug, but he didn't let go. Bruce felt the hands washing his back, moving lower, washing his butt, and he sighed. When the wet, soapy finger hit his puckerhole, sighed again. The finger circled, circled, then pushed slowly inward. Bruce felt his ass invaded. The finger moved slowly but insistently in as far as it could go. Feeling more pressure at his hole, Bruce pushed back against it. He winced and cried out a bit when a second finger enter him. He relaxed against his brother as the fingers moved in and around inside. They circled each other, widening the opening they'd used, and Bruce felt his tight hole pinch at them, resisting the stretching, and then loosen and relax. The boy suddenly jerked his head away from Jack's chest and stared at him. His mouth opened but nothing came out. Then... "O my god... you're going do to it aren't you? Fuck me. You're going to fuck me! Ooooo Jack..." Jack kept his fingers moving inside the little butt. "I'm going to try, little bro. I want inside so bad... I want to fuck you good. But I don't want to hurt you... you're so tight..." "I'll do whatever you say, Jack. I'll take it. I want it, Jack." Bruce was almost bouncing in his excitement, and Jack's fingers slid out. Bruce let himself be rinsed off and dried. "You"re going to fuck me!" Jack led Bruce back to the bedroom and put Bruce on the bed, on all fours, as he remained standing. He massaged the small cheeks, rubbing them together, pulling them apart, and he watched the tight, pink little hole move with his massage. He hadn't really thought about this part of it until he'd eaten little Charlie's chocolate ass, but... He lowered his face and licked into the little crack and licked. The little virgin hole was so tight again Jack began to wonder if it could happen. His tongue washed the boy's pucker, smelling the soap and... what was it? Boy musk. The smell of boy. He rolled his tongue over and around the hole so fast Bruce moaned at the movement. Jack circled his tongue around it, pointed it, and pressed it right at his target. The wrinkled pink skin pulsed once but held tight. Jack was so hungry for his brother now, he pressed his face as hard as he could into the little boybutt, licking fast. Too fast, he realized. Of course, the pucker would resist something like that. He slowed his tongue and, instead of pressing it, used it to massage the hole and the area right around it. He felt the pucker relax just a bit. Then more... Jack licked for so long his tongue began to hurt, but he didn't care. He pointed it again, and this time he felt the tightness loosen a bit, then more. And he tasted, felt, something new. He was inside. He pressed through the ring and wiggled his tongue on the soft, moist, slick tissue inside Bruce's tunel. Bruce was almost wild with delight. His ass was alive with sensation! He shoved back at Jack and felt the tongue slip just a little further in... Jack... was... eating... him... his ass oooooo... Jack pulled away but immediately replaced his tongue with a finger he'd already covered with lotion. He slipped it in quickly, before the entrance could close again, and then massaged the ring, sliding his finger around and through... Bruce welcomed the finger, his boyhole responding the way it had in the shower. He pressed back at Jack and felt the finger move a little deeper. He groaned as the lotion was spread around inside his ass, feeling every motion, feeling all the heat... And he felt a second finger enter. He grit his teeth for a moment; his hole was really stretched now. The fingers turned slowly and moved in and out a little, massaging the ring at each passage. Bruce relaxed a bit. Jack watched as his fingers asserted control over the boy's ass. The pink ring was a darker pink now, but it was moving more easily as his fingers turned... He pressed a third finger into it as Bruce started and then relaxed again. The hole was a lot bigger now, but not big enough to take his hard cock. As he slowly pulled his fingers out, he moved in with the thumb of the other hand and then the thumb of the second. He held the pad of his thumbs against the ring, massaging again and stretching. Jack looked down and couldn't believe it. He could actually see inside his brother's ass! The slick pink tissue of his tunnel, never before exposed to the outside world. He moved his thumbs around and around... He became aware of Bruce's small voice. "So good Jack so good Jack fuck me o fuck me Jack... fuck meee..." Keeping one thumb in the hole, Jack spread some lotion on his hard dick. He held the cockhead at the asshole as he removed his thumb and pressed very lightly. The ring was softer now, and it accepted the touch of the big dick. Jack pressed and felt his cockhead shove at the ring, trying to open the little asshole more... more... "No! Jack! It hurts hurts Jack..." Jack stopped but didn't remove his cock. It was almost halfway through the hole. He held still and then, without pressing inward, he moved his cockhead around to put pressure on the ring. Should he go? Now? He realized he was panting. He held his cock in place for a little longer and then made one big harder shove. Bruce cried, "God! Fuck hurts hurts... aaaa..." "Brucie," Jack said quietly, "my cockhead is in. What you felt was the ring of your ass popping around my cockhead... O god, Brucie, I can't even see my cockhead..." He was breathing deeply. "Hold still, Brucie. It'll get better." Remembering what he'd done with little Charlie, Jack reached around Bruce's hip and found his little peter, soft and limp. He stroked it slowly, putting some of the lotion from his hand on it. He began to feel it move, stiffen a little... "Brucie...?" "I can... take it... Jack. Better now... I can take your dick fuck me put it in me..." "Push out at me, like you're pooping," Jack said. He pushed gently and felt his cockhead slip along the slick sides of the little ass; he felt the movement of the walls of his ass as Bruce pressed outward. And he sucked in his breath as he slowly inserted his cock inward... all the way... into the little ass... his cock shaft disappearing as it entered farther... farther... "Bruce," Jack whispered hoarsly. "I'm in o fuck I'm in... in Brucie. O fuck you're so hot inside so tight..." Bruce couldn't respond. He was almost biting into his lip as the huge cock invaded his ass. It hurt but he could take it wanted to take it... When he felt Jack stop and heard him say he was fully in, Bruce gradually felt the hurt fade, to be replaced by a wonderful fulness he'd never felt before. He moaned as he relaxed. "So full, Jack... I feel so full..." "Of my cock," Jack whispered back. "O fuck, Bruce, you are so tight. Feel like my cock is being squeezed..." He held still for a moment to get used to the new sensation: his cock was completely surrounded by hot, wet... Bruce! God, he thought. I'm inside! Inside my little brother's virgin ass! He pulled back a bit and heard Bruce suck in his breath. Then he pushed in again. It was such a small movement it was almost no movement at all, but both boys felt it as though it were an earthquake rolling through their bodies. Jack's dick was so sensitive now, and all Bruce could think about was the delicious fullness, and he wanted more... Jack began his fucking slowly and gently. Each movement was small at first, in and out. When he pushed in and felt the slick tunnel reopen for his cockhead, he gasped. He had to resist the urge to ram his cock in hard. His eyes were locked on the asshole clenched around his shaft, each movement of it feeling its tightness. Jack was being... gripped by his brother. Sliding in and pulling out... The beginning of the real fuck scared Bruce at first. When Jack first pulled back, Bruce remembered how much it had hurt when he pushed in again. But this time, when Jack pushed, there was no pain. Just the feeling of being.. Refilled? Slowly in and out. Jack made sure he went deep with each fuck. He remembered to reach around again and stroke Bruce's peter. His hips surrendered the movement and left Jack's entire body press in and out... fucking the virgin hole... Both boys were groaning with an erotic pleasure neither had known before. Each boy was feeling, for the first time, what it was like to be inside... to fuck... Jack's movements became a little longer, pulling his cock up a little farther each time. Then pushing it down. His strokes of Bruce's ass became a little faster, too. The pleasure of each boy was intensified with the changes of motion, pressure, speed... "Fuck me o fuck me fuck me yeaaa..." Bruce became aware that he was calling out his plea for a fuck only when he heard it echo in the room. It excited him more to hear his own voice begging for a fuck. "Yess... o fuck me Jack oooo yesssss... fuck..." Jack's cock was gradually taking over. His brain was overloaded with new sensations. His movements became faster and, with each plunge of his cock into the young ass, harder. His thighs began to quiver. He was muttering and then crying loudly with each thrust "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" His cockhead raced through the slick tunnel, up and down, in and out, each movement making the walls of Bruce's tunnel slicker... Jack abandoned himself now to the fucking, moving rapidly, as his instincts --- his cock -- took over and fucked! Bruce felt the pounding and just couldn't resist slamming his ass back with each thrust of the big cock. Yes, it was so fucking hot! Yes, it was..." There were no longer any words. He simply moaned loudly each time Jack's cock rammed into him. O fuck he was going to cum can't control it need to... Jack threw back his head and used his entire body to fuck into Brucie. Feel it... feel it... wanted to tell Brucie couldn't talk... so hot inside... gonna blow... fucking yea fuckin yea... "AAAAaaaaaaa... uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh... uuuuummmmmmm..." His cock shot blast after blast into the darkness of the tight ass. Each time his cock convulsed with another shot, the tight ring grabbed it tighter, only heightening the fucking pleasure the emptying shooting himself out of his dick into the ass fucking oooo... His ass filling with the hot teen cream, Bruce yelled his pleasure. "Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." Hot full hot full hot full... "Yeaaaa..." They collapsed together onto the bed. Their breath was loud, ragged. Each was alone with the waves of sensation still washing through their bodies. Each, the fucker and the fucked, swam in the beautiful afterglow of a good fuck. Great fuck. First fuck. Jack's cock was still semi-hard, deep red, covered with the slickness of his brother's ass and his own cum. Bruce, lying on his stomach, could feel the wetness deep inside him, the cum, and then the oozing of some of it out of his asshole. Neither spoke for a long time. What do brothers say to each other after an awesome first fuck? They were exhausted. "I love it," Bruce finally whispered. "I love it. Fuck, I love you, Jack." Jack reached over to Bruce's ass and rubbed it. "I love you, too, Brucie." "And we'll always be brothers, right?" "Always, Brucie. Always." They drifted off to sleep. It was after 1 am when their mom got home, and she stopped by their room, opening the door quietly, before she went to bed. The boys were both in Jack's bed, the sheet pulled up to their bare shoulders. She smiled. Bruce must have gotten a little frightened with no grownup at home, or maybe he had one of his nightmares. Jack always took good care of his little brother. She felt the not unpleasant soreness between her legs. Quite a night, she smiled to herself. She focused again on her boys. The sleep of the innocents, she thought. Angels. They'll soon enough grow up and learn all the adult things, she thought, including the mysteries of sex. But not for a while. For now, they're boys. Let them do... the things boys do. She went to her bedroom.