Date: Fri, 2 May 2003 17:53:54 EDT From: Steward1967@aol.com Subject: His Brother's Underwear II I had never realized how much wearing someone else's underwear would turn me on. It was such an exciting experience having my cock in the same place that another man's cock had been. And after that first night when my lover sucked my cock through his brother's underwear I found the whole idea even more exciting. I had never really thought about his brother in a sexual way and I don't know if he had ever thought of him in that way either but there was something so exciting about the whole thing that I didn't dare overanalyze it. I just knew I wanted more. Several weeks passed and my lover and I went back to our regular vanilla sex life. Don't get me wrong. Even after all this time I still find my lover extremely attractive, but sometimes a little extra spice is surprisingly exciting. It felt so good to be naughty with my lover again like we felt in the beginning but I was afraid that he wouldn't feel the same way so I didn't try anything with his brother's underwear. I wasn't sure what it was about it exactly that turned me on anyway. I think that part of it was allowing my lover to express his desire for another man's cock was very exciting to me. Even if it was not his brother's cock that he wanted to suck, it was very erotic for me to see him licking my cock like he was sucking someone else off. At one point in our relationship his brother had lived with us for a few months. Like I said, I had never been sexually attracted to his brother so I never had or took the opportunity to see him naked. I think I had seen him in his boxer briefs a few times but never really took much notice. Now that I had tried them on myself, however, I began to wonder how he looked in them. I began to wonder what his cock looked like. If he was bigger than me, smaller than me or about the same. I wanted to ask my lover that night if he had ever seen his brother naked but I didn't want to ruin the moment if that was something that might turn him off. Occasionally I'd wear the underwear but it never happened to be on a night when we made love. I'd wear them, wash them and put them back in my drawer for the next time. My lover never wore them again himself so I began to wonder if maybe it was just a one time thing for him. I was a little disappointed. One night I wore them to bed, however, and I didn't need to wonder anymore. I had gone to bed early and my lover stayed up to watch tv. When he came to bed I was half asleep and half awake, laying on the bed in his brother's boxer briefs. I didn't say hello when he came into the room, thinking that I'd have a hard time getting back to sleep if I started a conversation. He undressed, turned the light out and layed next to me in the bed. After a few moments of stillness I could feel his hand running along my leg, feeling the outside of the boxer briefs. I layed still. Slowly, he let his hand trail to the pouch of the underwear, cradeling my cock in his hands. I began to get hard but still pretended to be asleep. He played with my cock for a few minutes, paying close attention to the outline of my cock through the briefs. As I got harder his touch became softer. I wanted to say something but I didn't know where to start. I imagined him pretending that I was his brother and he was playing with his cock while he slept. I began to wonder if he had ever done anything like this to his brother before. Or wanted to. "That feels good," I finally said. "Yes it does," he said. "Am I bigger or smaller?" I asked. "Bigger," he said. "Did you touch it?" I asked. "No," he said. "But you are now," I said. "Yes," he whispered. He continued to play with my cock through the boxer briefs. I was so turned on I was soaking through the fabric with my precum. "That feels so good," I said. "You feeling me like that." "The fabric is so soft," he said. "Softer than I thought." "Did you ever see him hard?" I asked? "Just once getting out of the shower. But I saw him in his underwear a lot. I could see the outline of his cock and wondered what it looked like. Now I feel like I am touching it." "Yeah," I said. "I like it. Tell me about his cock." "His cock looks a lot like mine," he said. "Maybe a little thicker if I remember right." "Did you want to suck it?" I asked. "No," he said. "But I want to suck yours." "And taste his cock," I offered. "Yes," he said. He went down to the pouch in his brother's underwear and began to lick it like he had the last time. His warm tongue lapped at the bulge in his brother's underwear like he was lapping up the last drops of water in the desert. He licked and sucked my cock for several minutes until I couldn't take it anymore. "I want to suck him too," I moaned. My lover stood up, turned the light on and ran his hands across his crotch. He was wearing another pair of his brother's underwear. He played with his cock through the boxer briefs for a moment and then stood closer to me. I studied the outline of his cock through the briefs and kissed the hard outline of his cock. "That's nice," I said. "Suck it," he demanded. "I want to watch you suck it." I opened my mouth and engulfed the swolen cotton pouch, allowing my tongue to feel the ribbed texture of his brother's underwear. "Oh, yeah," I moaned. "Suck him," he said. "I want to watch you suck him." I pulled my lover's cock through the fly hole in the boxer briefs and sucked his swolen cock like I was sucking him for the first time all the while playing with my own cock through his brother's briefs. I lapped at the precum like I was sucking someone who had never been sucked by another man and my lover appreciated the attention. Before I knew it my lover shot his load into my mouth and on my face. I was so excited that before long I shot my own load by just rubbing my cock through the cotton fabric. He pulled the shorts down and licked the cum from inside his brother's underwear, cleaning my cock and the briefs like he was experiening the taste of cum for the first time. We didn't say another word about what we had just done. I think we were both a little embarrassed but I know we were both turned on by it. I layed in bed that night thinking about what we had just done and how we could top it the next time. Eventually I got a really good idea. To Be Continued