Date: Sun, 27 Jun 2010 12:18:46 -0600 From: Jesse Hale Subject: Garths Pleasure. Gay Fiction. Incest The following story is fictional! If you are not old enough to read this, please don't. Otherwise, enjoy! Any names mentioned are coincidental, and have nothing to do with the people mentioned, yadda yadda you know the drill. Garth was always abused by his brother, his father, and occassionally, his sister. He would escape the pain by writing stories, or going for walks. It was when he was 16 that the abuse took a turn... a sexual turn. Garth was in his room, writing one of his countless stories when his older brother came in. Dallas was a stalky character, a buff boy, with a hot bod. Once Garth had wanted to be him, to idolize him; until the beatings started. Dallas had always had that rude and mean streak to him, he had used his upper body strength to pull it off, how vain. Anyway, Dallas came into the room and immediately began to flex. His muscles were highly devoloped after years of training in the gym and working out in track. Garth just sighed and turned back to his work, typing away very quickly. When Dallas noted he wasn't being paid attention too, he stepped forward and poked Garth lightly. Garth sighed heavily this time; he knew what was too come. First of all, lets get a little background for Garth. He's 5'8 with a cock about 7" long, cut. His body is lean, hardly any muscles at all, and has almost chin length chesnut hair and piercing emerald eyes. He was a dream boat for the girls (and some guys) but he wasn't into dating. Dallas is stalky, as mentioned before, almost 6'4, with a cock... lets just say... very large (probably around 8 or 9" and uncut). Garth's father had never sexually abused him, only mindless hitting and word problems to confuse him. His mother laughed hysterically at the mind games her husband would play on the children. Now back to the story. Dallas had been poking Garth mindlessly for a few seconds before he slammed his hands down on the keyboard. Dallas grinned and took a seat. "Time for a little punishment." he said. "I'm so sick of it all." Garth spat. "Why the fuck do you do this? Fucking dad does it too, with his mind games and you do it with poking and hitting me. What the fuck do you want?" Dallas wasn't surprised. All that bottled rage had to come out sometime. "I got a new punishment for you today big boy." Garth looked at him awkwardly. "Your not gonna hit me?" Dallas laughed. "Of course I am, but this time," he added. "Will be different." The door was shut and locked, how ritual. Garth stood still, his arms crossed. He watched Dallas flex, but then noticed something odd about his pants. He had a bulge. Oddly, Dallas threw off his shirt, revelaing a washboard stomach and piercingh hard nipples. "Wanna play with me bro?" Garth's eyes widened and he backed against the door. "What?" Dallas rose, a shadow casting over Garth. "I don't expect neglect, or rejection." before long, Garth was being forced out of his shirt and pants. He sat in his red boxers on the bed, shivering and shacking. He was going to be raped by his 19 year old brother!! Dallas was already in his green and white silk boxers, his bulge becoming more apparent. Strangely, Garth began to feel turned on, and could feel his own pecker growing in his pants. "The girls from college won't give me any action, so your gonna be my bitch till then." Dallas said, laying a huge hand on his brother's lean leg. Dallas reached up into his brother's shorts and felt the cock stiffen. Garth hadn't been touched like that. The sensation of a warm hand on his warm pecker made him... passionate. Before long, Dallas was forcing Garth upon his own bulge, the 9 inch uncut wonder. Garth could smell the sweat and the musk, but found it arousing. He reached down and took the giant in his mouth, finding a balance eventually. Dallas moaned and groaned, getting into a quick motion of face fucking his younger kin. Before long, Garth was slobbering and Dallas was fucking his face so violently and so quickly that it was unreal. Dallas began to feel a tremble and let out a giant scream of pleasure. Garth wondered what could be up, but didn't have time. Soon giant gushes of white waves splashed his tongue, his throat, and his esophagus. He was forced to swallow the saltyness and nearly gagged. His brother let off and was panting on the bed. "That was..." he breathed. "so fucking intense." Garth licked his lips and the inside of his mouth. Did he like it? Did he like cock now? "Your such a good little bitch." his brother said, reaching over to kiss him. "When do we start fucking?" Garth asked happily, snuggling up his big brother's massive biceps; it was like hugging a horny teddy bear. The End of Part 1 If you liked this story, or any others by me, feel free to email me at boxerboi@live.ca. I reply to every email, and love getting feedback!