Date: Sun, 15 May 2005 15:20:13 -0500 From: Xavier Subject: Discovering Steven This is a fictional story containing sex between 2 minor brothers. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading. If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the Authors section under Xavier L. Please feel free to email me with comments or if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk. Discovering Steven by Xavier L It was the beginning of summer, and it was already as hot as hell. Some friends and I went to a pond out in the woods and went swimming. It didn't take long to dry off once you got out of the water. I came home and grabbed something to eat and then went to the room I share with my 13-year-old brother Steven. You wouldn't know to look at us that we are brothers. Steven looks more like that singer Aaron Carter, blonde hair and brown eyes. All my girlfriends used to always tell me how cute my brother was. It was funnier when he was more little, but I have to admit he has really grown into his looks. I, on the other hand, have dark brown hair with green eyes. If there weren't pictures of my mom popping him out, I'd think we weren't even related! I came into the room to find Steven lying on his bed dressed only in a light blue basketball shirt and dark green silk boxers. The light blue seemed to show off his tan. For his age he had pretty toned legs from all the running he did. They were covered in light-colored hair. "Hey Steve-O" I greeted as I sat down on my bed. Without looking up from his magazine he answered "Yo!" He thought that made him sound cool, but it almost always made me laugh. I quietly shook my head and asked him what he was reading. "One of your Playboys," he replied calmly without looking up. I was a bit shocked and just stared at him for a couple of seconds. He looked up at me, started laughing and then flashed the cover of the latest Sports Illustrated magazine. The swimsuit edition. "Why you . . . " I said as I jumped off my bed and leaped onto his, quickly straddling his hips and pinning him down. He was trying really hard to buck me off, but he wasn't as strong as me. I'm 17 and play a lot of sports, so I'm bigger than he is, and I've got some decent strength. I pushed my butt back and leaned forward more. I was going to play that game where you start to spit and let it slowly fall out of your mouth and try to suck it up before it falls and lands on the other person's face. Steven hates it because I often don't bring it back quick enough. Of course, he thinks that's by accident. He started moving his skinny hips underneath me trying to get better leverage but stopped as soon as he saw my face. I wiggled my butt to verify it, and sure enough my bro had a hard-on. He knew I knew he was hard, and he got really nervous. I originally was going to tease him, but for some reason I was actually getting turned on. "Please Gary, get off me," my brother almost begged. Instead I leaned my face down closer to his. I could smell his breath and the musk from his sweat. My dick started to get hard too. We were looking into each other's eyes. I felt Steve's cock twitch beneath me. I don't know why, but I leaned down and started kissing him. He resisted at first but then opened his mouth more as my tongue pushed its way in past his lips. He tried to imitate my actions having never kissed anyone like this before. I pulled back and stared at him again, both of our cocks raging hard now. I moved his right hand over to my left and firmly gripped both of his wrists with my left hand. I transferred some of my weight over and then slid my hands down to the crotch of his boxers. My heart was pounding, and I was watching him intently to see what his reaction would be. He looked a little scared, started to twist his hands a little, but then I slid my fingers through the silken fly and grabbed his cock. I know my dick is 7 inches, and his felt only slightly smaller than mine. I started slowly jacking him, and I felt him relax. Was it surrender or pleasure? I don't know, and I didn't care. "Are you going to fight me?" I asked, my fingers wrapped around his cock. He shook his head no and relaxed even more. I tentatively let go of his wrists. I let go of his cock and signaled for him to move over. He slid over toward the window more. I looked down at his cock standing straight up, the white skin contrasted by its dark green background. I started gently stroking up and down his rod with my fingertips, and I heard him suck his breath in. I glanced up at his face. His eyes were closed, and he was biting on his lower lip. With my other hand, I lifted up his shirt and inspected his abs and small chest. He had a tight body. I leaned down and started sucking on one of his nipples. A girl had done that to me, and it drove me wild. His body stiffened from the joint pleasures which egged me on more. I had never really messed with a guy before, but it was like some animal lust had taken over in me. I kissed down his chest and belly until I got to the waistband of his boxers. I slid my hand that was on his cock down further along the shaft and buried them deeper into the fly so I could rub his balls. He had perfect orbs covered in a light fur of pubes. Reflexively he spread his legs wider. I stared at his cock while I continued to play with his nuts. It looked perfect. We both had been circumcised as babies, and he had a nice helmet shape to the head of his dick, just like me. Staring at his cock I felt drawn to it, like I was hypnotized by its bobbing head. I continued staring at it as my head drew closer and closer. I could smell more of my brother's scent as I felt my lips parting and mouth opening. As soon as the head of his dick was in my mouth, his body went really stiff and he moaned loudly. There was some kind of magic that possessed me upon my first taste of my little brother's saltiness. I went down on it further, making myself gag a little. But that didn't deter me. I felt a primal hunger unleash itself, and I began to suck Steve's cock like my life depended on it. It became the very air I needed to breathe. I slid both of my hands beneath his silk-shrouded ass, the satiny fabric slightly cool to the touch, and began pulling him into me deeper, trying desperately to swallow all of his meat, which I eventually did, again accompanied by his loud moaning and crying out of my name. When I heard my blonde brother say my name, the hunger quickened. My head was flying up and down the rock-hard shaft of his young dick until I heard an even louder moan from the head of the bed and then salty liquid erupted out of his cock and flooded my mouth. I continued to suck, trying to swallow all of the juice, but there was so much of it! I was gagging and coughing, and some had spilled out the sides of my mouth. I went down on him some more until finally the flow stopped. I let go of his cock and sat back, nearly gasping for air. Steve was nearly panting as well. I got up from the bed and stripped my shorts off. I wasn't wearing any underwear since I had been swimming, so immediately my hard cock bounced up, lifting my shirt upward slightly. I straddled Steven's chest, poking my rod at his chin. He wasn't sure about all of this, but I didn't leave him a lot of time to consider. I pushed my hips forward more, and my cock was not at his lips. He slowly opened them as I slid my cock in. I didn't want to gag him, so I let him move at his own speed, even though I just wanted to bury my dick down his throat. He began sucking slowly, almost cautiously. I leaned forward more, pushing my cock deeper into his mouth. He picked up speed lightly scraping my shaft with his teeth. "Oww, man! Watch the teeth!" I warned. I felt his mouth open wider, and so I slid more of my dick in. Even as inexperienced as he was, he still gave a better blowjob than any girl I had been with. I began pumping with my hips. He slid toward me going underneath my groin more in response. As soon as I felt like he had adjusted, I began to fuck his face harder until it felt like my balls were bouncing off his chin. "Oh yeah Steve, you're so fucking hot!" I said as I continued pounding away at his face. He and I were both moaning, almost in unison, as I felt the tension begin to build. I was going so fast I could hear the bed making noises as his bounced up and down on the mattress, his hands lightly resting on my bare ass. I picked up speed as I felt my orgasm approaching and then shoved it in as far as I could as I blew my load. This made him gag, but I was enjoying myself too much to really care. I knew he'd be OK as soon as he relaxed, so I kept my cock buried firmly in him while he began to swallow the cum that was rapidly filling his mouth. When I had emptied my load, I rolled away from him so I was at his side, my hand lightly resting on his partially covered chest. I slid my hand down until it went beneath the elastic of his boxers and rested it on his cock and balls. I slid my other hand beneath his slightly sweat-dampened hair and pulled it toward me, opening my mouth as our lips met and our tongues began to explore each other in a passionate kiss. Both of us were beginning to get hard again when the sound of car doors slamming downstairs brought us both back to reality. I looked out the window and said, "Shit our parents are home." We both scrambled to put on more clothing as the front door opened, and we heard our mom call out: "Hi boys! Come help me with the groceries please!" There will be a part 2.