Date: Wed, 27 Jul 2016 09:09:58 +0200 From: doubled.triplet@gmail.com Subject: Dave and Brad's Brotherly Love 01 Disclaimer: This story depicts sexual acts between underage boys who happen to be brothers. If this content is illegal in the state you live in, it offends you, or you are underage, please leave immediately. The author does not approve of or condone any sexual acts that are against the law, nor anything that could constitute a crime. The events and characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to real events or people is purely coincidental. This story is copyrighted by the author, and commercial use, submitting it to websites or distributing physical copies of it without the author's consent and permission is a violation of the copyright. Personal and private copies are allowed as long as they contain the full disclaimer and the author is clearly credited. ____________________________________________________________________________ Hello! My name is Dave Ross, and I'm a fourteen years old boy from a small town in New England. I am 5'5" tall and I weigh 160 pounds. I'm pretty slim, but I have a defined muscle tone since I do exercising almost every day. I have green eyes and slightly curly red hair; my complexion is pretty light, almost pale, and I have some freckles on my face and nose. It all began this September, a little while after school had started: I was home doing homework and my parents were out for work, so I was alone with my big brother, Brad. Brad is seventeen years old and plays soccer in the school's team. He's over 6' tall and must weigh 175 pounds, all muscle. He has dark hair he keeps short and spiky, and he has deep, dark eyes. He's more tanned than me, since he spends a lot of time out playing soccer or working out in the open. Anyway, I was busy doing my homework when I heard my stomach rumble, so I left my room to get to the kitchen and make myself a sandwich. My room is at the end of the hallway, so to get to the stairs and down to the kitchen I had to pass in front of Brad's bedroom. I noticed the door was slightly ajar, and I heard some strange sounds coming from inside, so I peeked in: my brother was lying in bed, his laptop on his belly. His bed is at the other end of the room, so I couldn't see what he was doing, but the sounds were definitely coming from the computer. When he saw me he raised an eyebrow and grinned for just a moment before gesturing to me to come in. "Come on in, bro." he said "I've got something to show you!" I wasn't sure what it was, but I really love my big bro, and since he's older he knows a lot of cool stuff he shows me from time to time, so I just shrugged and went in, shutting the door behind me. Brad sat on the bed and put the laptop over his legs and patted on the fabric next to him, telling me to sit there. I did so, and I finally saw what was on his computer: it was a porn video! I had never watched porn before, but I knew what it was, so my face turned red from seeing that. There was a naked man, blindfolded and tied to the chair he was sitting in, and a lady was kneeling in front of him, giving him a blowjob. My parents were pretty open about sexuality, and they gave me "The Talk" when I turned thirteen. However, I only had entered puberty a few months ago, so I really didn't understand what sex was really about. And I certainly never expected to watch a porn with my brother! I was amazed by what I was watching: "Woah, he seems to really be enjoying it..." "Yup", replied Brad with that cocky attitude of his "Blowjobs feel amazing, you know." "You got a blowjob?" I asked, both amazed and curious. He chuckled: "Yeah, Casey sucked my cock a couple times before we broke up. She wasn't too good, but, man, it felt incredible!" While he said that he probably thought back on the times his ex-girlfriend was sucking his dick, since he started massaging the bulge in his pants. "She was a crazy bitch, but had a nice pair of tits." I made a half-hearted laugh at his remark about his ex-girlfriend, still embarrassed by the whole situation, and my eyes fell on his crotch: that was one big bulge he was packing, I thought to myself. After a few moments, Brad turned to look at me and noticed my stare. Grinning and without saying a word, he undid the zip of his denim jeans and his cock popped out, bouncing. The first thing that surprised me was that he didn't wear underwear; the second, the hugeness of his erection. He was well over seven inches long, almost eight, and it was really thick, curved, a bit like a banana. He was circumcised, and the mushroom-shaped tip was large and throbbing, a single drop of precum leaking from it. He was completely shaven, I knew he shaved all his body, except for a small patch of thick, short dark hair at the base of his penis. He grabbed it there and shook it a couple times, clearly showing off. At that point, I don't know why, but I got an hard-on as well. If possible, I blushed even harder. Brad immediately noticed it and winked at me, still sporting that cocky smile: "Your big brother is really hung, ain't he, Dave? You know, I was already pretty big at your age." "R-really?" I asked. "Yeah. Want to compare?" My eyes widened at that proposal, but Brad was always so charismatic and carefree that it was incredibly hard to deny him, and I had learned over the years that debating with him was a lost cause; he'd always come out on top. And so, I pulled down my pants and underwear, freeing my own dick: I am a little below four inches, and my straight cock was leaner than Brad's. I also hadn't grown any hair yet, and my balls were still small. The only thing that we had in common was that we were both cut. He examined my cock with critical eyes while I tried to avoid direct contact, and then he nodded. "You're pretty good too. For your age, I mean." I had never seen another boy's cock, so I didn't have any frame of reference: "Really? I'm not too small?" "Yeah, you just hit puberty, and you will grow. I was an inch and half bigger at fourteen, but I've got an early start." He mindlessly gave his cock a few strokes while talking, and then pointed at the screen with his free hand: "Hey, look now!" I redirected my attention at the video and what I saw shocked me even further: the woman had got up and gestured somebody off-screen to come over. Imagine my surprise when I saw he was a young man, completely naked, and that he started sucking cock in place of the lady! "Woah! Is... is he really doing that?!" I knew about homosexuality, but I had no idea of how straight sex worked, much less gay sex. Brad just nodded silently. "He really seems to enjoy it..." I added. "Even more than the woman before, don't you think?" I nodded, hypnotized by the video. It had caught my attention, and I didn't even notice that Brad had grabbed my hand until he put it on his cock. "What are you doing, man?!" I shouted. I would have moved my hand away, but Brad was holding it tightly. He gave me his usual grin and said: "Let's jerk each other off." It wasn't a proposal. I was about to protest when he closed his laptop, put it away and grabbed my dick. The feeling of someone else touching it was so arousing that I let out an high-pitched gasp, and then he started stroking me, and it was at that moment that I lost it. I was so turned on that I started moving my hand up and down without thinking. I was jerking off my own brother! Brad nodded and slowly let my hand go, and I kept stroking him. I could feel his cock pulsing between my fingers, every vein throbbing, and the heat that came from his big balls. I tried to imitate what Brad was doing with my cock as best as I could: he rubbed my tip and I did the same to him; he squeezed my shaft and I squeezed his; he fondled my balls and I cupped them. I was moaning loudly from the stimulation, while he mostly breathed heavily, but he would moan from time to time, making me understand that I was doing well. After little more than a minute of doing this, Brad speed up and I couldn't resist anymore. "Cumming!" was the only thing I could say before shooting my load. Some of it fell on my chest, a little bit got on the floor, and the rest was dripping down onto Brad's hand. He chuckled and gave my little dick sick a couple more strokes and squeezed it hard before letting it go. "You sure came a lot, lil' bro!" My only reply were heavy breaths; I had never cum so much before. "But I haven't yet..." When I came, I had stopped jerking Brad off: "S-sorry!" I said as I resumed stroking him, but he grabbed my hand and stopped me. "There is a better way" he said "Stand up." I don't know why, but there was something about Brad - his voice, his deep and dark eyes, his body - that made it impossible for me to disobey him. We both stood up, and he took off his clothes, showing off his six-pack and perfect muscles. He took his time stripping, and from his expression I could tell he knew that I was checking him out. "You get naked too" he said when he finished. I nodded and took off my shirt and pants. I tried to put a show on for him as well, but I guess I was pretty silly-looking since I made him chuckle. "Ok, what now?" I asked, a bit embarrassed by his hilarity, but ultimately excited by the whole situation. He moved his face close to mine, so close I thought I would have been able to see my reflection in his eyes. It took him a few moments, but it felt like hours to me: I was breathing irregularly and a million ideas flashed through my mind, except for the right one. And then, he kissed me. A French kiss at first, lips against lips, and then he started tongueing me, and I instantly reciprocated. When Brad broke the kiss, I blushed and looked down: "T-that was my first kiss ever..." I said. He grinned: "And it won't be your last!" With these words, he leaned in close to me again, and I welcomed him with open arms, and an open mouth. He grabbed me and lifted me up, his strong hands firmly squeezing my toned butt, and I wrapped my arms and legs around his body, and I felt our crotches grinding against each other. I got hard again, and he started rocking his hips, rubbing our cocks together. I moved my head away to breathe, and I noticed that Brad was walking. I didn't have the time to ask him what he was doing that I felt my back pressing against the wall. Brad kissed me for the third time and practically started humping me. We were both moaning, but only stifled sounds came from our interlocked mouths. Soon I felt Brad's precum smearing on my body, and his pelvic thrusts got faster. He broke from the kiss and buried his face on my neck, making grunting thrust. He groped my ass, and even teased my hole with a finger. I made a lewd sound when he did that, and that seemed to really turn him on, since he started to hump me like a rabbit. Brad threw his head back and shouted: "Fuck... Coming!" His grip on my ass got tighter, and I could feel the throbbing of his cock against mine as one, two, three, four streams of sperm shoot from it, splattering on our bodies; the feeling proved too much for me and I came a second time, shooting only a little bit of sperm that dripped on both my dick and Brad's. Brad, still grappling my ass, walked back and sat on his bed, panting. I was now sitting on his lap, my legs around his hips and my arms on his wide shoulders. "How did it feel?" he asked after regaining a bit of his composure. "It was awesome!" I replied cheerfully "I had never felt so good in my whole life." He grinned and ruffled my hair: "It feld good for me too, lil' bro. And if you want, we can do it again." I nodded enthusiastically: "Of course I want to do again!" He playfully raised an eyebrow: "Oh, you sure are horny, uh? Well, I guess I can make you happy." He gave me a light bite on my neck, making me squirm. "And next time" he added "I think I'll show you a few things that feel even better." Just as Brad finished talking, we heard a car pulling in the drive-away. "Shit! Quick, get dressed!" I did as Brad ordered, and he put his pants back on as well. We both got dressed at record speed. Brad looked at me and grabbed his bulge, winking: "We'll deal with this later." I got immediately excited at the thought of jerking my brother off again: it was a strangely satisfying experience, and I could feel it had strengthened our fraternal bond, and perhaps much more... We heard the main door open, and our mom calling from us: "Boys, come downstairs, I've brought dinner!" Brad shouted back: "Coming!" He then turned towards me: "Don't tell mom or anyone else about this, got it?" I nodded: "Gotcha." He chuckled and squeezed my ass, making me yelp, and then rushed downstairs: "Man, I'm so fucking hungry" he said as I followed him. ________________________________________________________________ Send any feedback, criticism, comments, suggestions and questions at doubled.triplet@gmail.com.