Date: Wed, 25 Jun 1997 06:49:53 PDT From: Kenneth Visser This is a fictional story af teen male incest. If you don't enjoy this kind of stuff, please don't read it. My big bro Dave When Dave had finished with me, my ass was real sore. But it was a pleasant soreness. It had finally happened! My big brother had finally fucked me! I had waited for it to happen, and god knows I couldn't have waited much longer. Dave was sixteen, two years younger than me. Ever since I learned to say his name, he had been my role-model, my idol; and ever since I grew my first pubic hair two years ago, he had been the object of my wildest sexual dreams. We were real close, almost as close as brothers can be, but it was just being friends and nothing else until that afternoon in late June. We rode our bikes to our secret place in the woods - we called it lake but it was more like a pond really. Anyway, it was far from the village, and there was hardly ever anyone around, so we used to go swimming there, mostly bareass. We did it this time, too, but the water wasn't particularly cold and we didn't stay in the water for long. As we sat on the bank to dry ourselves in the sun, I looked with envy at the seven-inch dick of my brother, proudly semi-erect hanging casually between his muscular thighs, and compared it with my own weenie, shrunken to a poor two-incher in the cold water. I noticed that Dave was aware of the attention I gave to his body. I knew he was proud of his well-muscled anatomy, and in fact I was proud of his, too. "What do you think you're staring at?" he asked with a wicked smile. "Nothing." I must have blushed. Dave smiled ever broader. "You little horny queer," he said, "Do you want me to fuck yur brains out?" "I bet you dont have the guts," I said, still red in my face. "Try me." Teasingly, I stood up, turned my back to him and spread my butt-sheeks with my hands. The next moment I felt Dave's body against mine, and his by now completely hard dick pressed against my butt. He made no attempt to enter me, he just pressed it against my crack, but it gave me the exitement I had never felt in my young life. Involuntarily,my dick sprang up, and without really knowing what I was doing, I started stroking. Dave put his arms around me and massaged my nipples with his fingertips. "I knew you'd like it," was all he whispered. "Like it?" I answered. "It's all I have dreamed of for months. No, for years." My hand was still fiercely pumping on my swollen cock,but Dave stopped me. "You'd better save your juices till later," he just said. "We'd better go home where we can use some lubricant." I think the way home was the fastest I've ever ridden my bike. At our summer cottage, we hurried to get rid of our clothes - our swimming trunks and t-shirts, that is. Then we were in each other's arms again. "Tell me what do you want the most, Danny, and I'll do anything yu say," Dave said. I knew exactly what I wanted, the thing I could feel against my naked belly, towering up towards my chest - his dick! I reached out my hand and grabbed it. "I want this inside me." "Are you sure?" Sure I was. I fondled it, played with its purple head, opened the piss-slit with my fingers. Yes, that was what I wanted. He went to the bathroom and came back in a moment with some lube. "Let me use it on you," I asked. He let me. Slowly I smeared it on his shaft, feeling every vein under the tender skin, finally reaching to the delicate mushroom of his dickhead. He was ready to go. Now it was my turn to get lubricated. He took some lube on his fingers and asked me to spread my cheeks as I had done at the lake. He then smeared it around my hole, occasionally pushing a finger inside, then two fingers. It wasn't anything new - I had done this to myself, but it was so much more enjoyable when he did it to me. Then the moment had came. I fell on my knees and spread my butt as well as I could. I felt his dickhead against my crack, pressing hard to get inside. Then the tip was in. He stopped to let me relax, but I didn't need that, so I moved my back to meet him. He got the message. Slowly but without another pause the huge dick entered my virgin hole. Hell! Or heaven! What a feeling. Now he started to move back and forth. It hurt a bit, but it was a pleasant sort of pain. He reached around me and grabbed my dick with his left hand, starting to masturbate me. "Go, go faster," was all I could utter. He did. I knew he was close cuming, but he didn't reach orgasm before I did, so he slowed down a little. "I'm ready," I cried, "Let's cum!" Spurt after spurt of white liquid came rushed out of my dick, landing on my chest, the floor, the chair. It was gorgeous. At the same time Daves hot fountain filled my inside. There was no end to it. When we had finally stopped cumming, he just held me in his arms, pushing his cheek against mine. "Welcome to the man's world," he gently whispered into my ear. "You're not a virgin any more." The end.