Date: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 20:24:12 +0000 From: Bran Stark Subject: Days of a Brother Lover All characters herein are entirely fictional but are loosely based on myself and other people in my personal life who will remain unnamed. The events that take place have all occurred sometime in my life, but not to the exact same degree. The story contains minor aged siblings as well as other similarly aged teenagers who engage in graphic intercourse and various other graphic displays of sexual activity. If you are under 18, you are to leave this story and site immediately and if this story offends you, I am not to be held responsible. You have been warned. I've been using this site for years and it is indeed one of my favourite websites. It costs a lot fo maintain and keep running, so please do donate. Every bit helps. Day One Friday was finally here after a hectic exam-filled school term. After all the constant and very tiring nagging our teachers had forced us to listen to in order to get our studying and work done to their standard. A long summer's break was something I was in dire need of. I only had relaxing and wanking on the agenda for the afternoon and after the stress of the term, no one was going to get in the way of that. My name is Joel. I'm 16 and in the middle of some of my most important years (not mine, but my parents' words of loving wisdom). If I had the choice, I'd only be doing what I love the most; sport. If I'm not doing athletics, I'm in the pool doing laps and if that isn't happening, I'm usually in my room doing some sort of work out. Being 6 foot, slim and athletically toned does have it's advantages because I get plenty of attention at school. But I'll probably have to pick up my game if I'm going to be the superior aesthetically to my younger brother. Like me, he has light brown hair with an almost blond undertone to it, spiked and short. It's a good contrast to the piercing baby blue eyes we were born with and he too stands at roughly around 6 foot, but quite possibly an inch shorter. Our endless arguments haven't quite yet managed to decide who was the taller of the two. But one thing my 14 going on 15 year old brother has is a competitive side. It's that trait that has him looking the physical specimen he is today. Chiseled but not obnoxiously defined abs, a cut v line and the very small outline of pecks, all without a single strand of hair to cover it up. I may have a tiny trace of incredibly blonde almost invisible hair that goes down my treasure trail but it's not enough to blame me not being as incredibly defined as my brother. Thankfully my athletics has my hairless legs looking a little more muscly, so I have something to fall back on when he's throwing some shade at my inferiority body-wise. I got home and greeted my parents, whom both were in the kitchen, frantically packing for some strange reason. "Where are you guys going?" I asked, grabbing a glass of juice. "Well, your Aunt has been promoted and has decided to book a last minute all inclusive at some undisclosed island in the tropics. All she said was to be at the airport in 30 and only bring clothing for scorching weather." My mom replied, almost singing with glee. "And what are Finn and I supposed to do?" "Your brother obviously doesn't seem to mind. He's already been in his room for the last hour playing video games, so I'm sure it won't be too hard to figure out." Mom laughed. "I left ?300 in the tin by the toaster for any food expense, or if you want to visit a friend, some bus money. But for safety reasons, please have your friends come over instead. Oh and only one friend at a time. No parties, no drunken foolery and I want a receipt of every single thing you buy. If the bills don't match the money missing, you'll be paying with freedom and chores." Dad said. "Wow okay." "And please try and keep the place in some reasonable shape. We don't-" "Yeah yeah, I get you, don't make a mess and if we do clean up after ourselves." Mom smiled at me . "I guess you have soaked something in that rebellious mind of yours after all." They both kissed me goodbye and shouted their departure to my brother who replied with a "See ya!" from the room. As soon as my parents left, I disrobed right there in the kitchen to only my boxer-briefs and soaked in the cool air of the sun sheltered room. I am going to make sure I wear as little as possible in the next two weeks because it'll be my last chance at being this free for a while. I made my way to my room and threw my stuff down and started up the computer, ready for a solid wank session when my brother walked in, surprising me by only wearing his very tight and one size too small pair of boxer-briefs. "Looks like we both had the same idea in mind." Finn nodded toward my underwear. "Yeah, guess so." I winked, sitting down on my computer chair. "So, what did mom and dad say?" Finn asked, walking up to me and stopping a mere foot away from me. He was usually always in close proximity to me, so I paid no mind. "Well, they left some money-" "How much?" He interrupted. "'bout three hundred.'' I rolled my eyes. "This is Sparta!" He quipped, laughing at his own joke. "Yeah....and they basically said to stay in doors as much as possible and only have one friend around at a time." "What? Only one friend? What...each?" He wondered almost desperately. "No. Just one." "Well, I'm sure we can figure out things to do for the next two weeks." He sighed, walking lazily toward the door. I turned to my computer and I stopped hearing footsteps. I turned around to see Finn still standing there, in his underwear, looking quite honestly, hot. I'm not gay (yeah yeah, typical dude who calls guys hot and says he isn't gay, yet thinks he's straight), but the combination of my stone cut brother standing with a sizeable bulge loo- wait what? "Is there something you need?" I asked, hoping I had only checked out his semi now growing rapidly to a full erection, for a split second at most. He smiled that mischievous smile he does when he has a prank or some form of blackmail up his sleeve. "No, just wanna know what you planned to do with your evening?" "Play on my computer, obviously." I rolled my eyes. "Oh, which sites you hitting?" "I dunno? BackDoorSluts.com, FingersFists.org, CockHounds.net or SlipperLips.com. What do you think?" He chuckled and closed the door behind him. ? It was about 6pm and due to my friends coming online and begging for an online match of spacecrafts, I didn't get to do my business, so I was sitting in my now boiling hot room, horny as hell and in desperate need of release before I imploded. I went to the kitchen to grab a drink and looked out the kitchen window toward the pool in the backyard. A swim is definitely on the cards. I walked outside and the humidity seemed to only increase, making me aware of my sweat soaked boxers sticking to me. I walked to the edge of the pool and dipped my toe, sighing in reaction to the coolness. I looked around and listened for Finn, but heard nothing and decided a skinny dip was in order. I peeled off my boxers, letting my soft cock free. The feeling of being exposed was exciting me enough to gain an instant semi. I jumped in and soaked up the cool water, smiling at the pleasure of being alone when out of nowhere a huge splash right beside me brought me out of my solace. "What the fuck?" Finn came up from underneath laughing hysterically. "Didn't know you had a fucking dirty mouth." He grinned evilly. "Fuck off, Finn, I was relaxing in peace before you came and cannonballed it all to shit." "Well I'm sorry, bro. Want me to leave you to it?" I stared it him and then looked away and then did a double take realising how easy that was. "Erm, yes please." "Okay, go ahead, I'll be on this side of the pool, you carry on doing what you were doing." He said, backing away slowly. I closed my eyes and let my body float to the top letting the sun ray over my whole being equally. "So you like to do that to, eh?" I could hear the grin in his voice. "Yeah, I thought everyone liked to just float around in water." "Like that?" He asked. "Yeah, what else? I asked a little annoyed at his stupidity. I heard him slowly coming toward me in the water. I guess this is where he tries to imitate me, which I suddenly remembered I was entirely nude. Too late. I felt a hand wrap around my now solid 6 and a half inch cut cock, gripping it tight. I opened my eyes in shock. "Whoa, what the-" "I like to float around naked too. Didn't know you were so casual about it though." "What are you doing?" I asked, not really doing anything about his hand still gripping my tool. He squeezed my cock twice, each time my cock twitched in response. Then he stroked it three times and let go, swimming to the edge of the pool with that same smile on his face as if nothing happened. I stopped floating and stood staring at him in disbelief. He slowly got out of the pool, also completely nude, and turned around to reveal a completely shaved, solid 6 inch cut cock, pointing outright with a small bounce. This time I could only stare. "Geez, you never seen a dick before?" "Huh?" I snapped out of my trance. He turned and walked into the house as he was, his bubble butt jiggling. He had clear tan lines above and below his ass, which accentuated everything. As far as I knew, my brother was like me, very particular about his privacy, especially regarding the personal body parts, so this behaviour was something completely unseen. I got out of the water with my stiff cock still bouncing, using my boxers to dry myself and discarding them again. I got inside and Finn was making himself a sandwich, looking like nothing unusual had ever happened. "So, erm, when did you start being so confident?" I asked shakily. "What are you talking about? Oh shit, the wrestling is on, switch on the tele." I grabbed the remote and switched on the kitchen tv to WWE. I was watching the two guys grappling on screen when I got side tackled unexpectedly, smashing to the floor with my brother trying to pin my hands to the floor. I struggled for a few minutes but eventually he had my, back to the floor, pinned. He held my hands down beside my head as he straddled my waist, chuckling triumphantly. "That wasn't long at all, bro. I thought you'd have more fight in you." he smiled. "Well maybe you're just a fat fuck." "Behave." He scoffed. "You know I haven't been working on my body and strength for nothing. This is true. I tried bucking him off with my hips but instead I only ended up rubbing my solid cock against his ass cheeks. We stared at one another, eye to eye, with all the unspoken communication we needed to realise what was happening. I raised my hand and he didn't resist at all, letting me slowly reach for his pre-cum leaking cock. We both remained eye to eye, unblinking without expression. To say this was a tense moment would be a gross understatement. My finger tips made the faintest contact with his shaft and with a slight nod and a twitch of his cock, I filled my whole hand with his thick tool, starting an immediate frenzied stroke. I stroked as hard and as fast as I usually did for myself Only the sound of skin slapping skin echoed. His stiff prick felt so complete in my hand, so soft yet rigid, the precum aiding as a natural lubricant. I extended my thumb and began circling his head as I palmed his cock, making him close his eyes and start a rhythmic light breathing. A few minutes later, his breathing started to grow laboured and his hips started a light thrust which caused his ass to gently stroke my rigid leaking cock. As if by thought transference, he reached behind him and grappled my aching tool and began frantically wanking me off, making me speed up more. Not a minute later did the immortal words get howled. "I'm fucking cumming!" Volley after volley of thick cum shot from my brothers thick hairless cock, hitting me right in the face, the remainder leaking onto my chest and I followed suit not a second later, thrusting and writing in unparalleled pleasure as I came harder than I ever have on my legs and his back. After some recovering, we both opened our eyes and stared at each other smiling. "That was fucking incredible." I breathed. "I knew you had it in you." he winked. "Here, let me get that for you." he said and without warning, he began lapping at my face, cleaning off his cum. There was some on my lips which he licked off enthusiastically before pecking my lips and then with my cooperation, went into a full blown french kiss. We licked the others tongue and mouth feverishly, both our cocks hard as rock once again. I grabbed his tongue in between my lips and sucked on it like those girls in the porno's sucked a cock. He pulled his tongue out of my mouth and began sucking my tongue, slurping up as much saliva as he could. He went back to sucking and licking each others swollen lips before I broke the kiss, both of us giggling and looking each other deeply. "I can't believe this fucking shit." He smiled, his cheeks rose red, his eyes twinkling. "What?" I asked, almost giggling again. "I'm in love with you." my brother replied, a single tear of happiness falling.. Thank you for reading the start of what will be a regularly updated story. I have many idea's and plans for these two brothers, so please stay tuned. 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