Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2012 02:34:36 +0000
From: calamity123@fido.blackberry.com
Subject: My big brother pete II

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Thank you for your continued support. This is a tale of father/son
incest. If this is not of interest please find another story. Though my own
incest experiences were not traumatic sexuality between adult and child is
not advocated. Fantasy is legal, the rest is not. I love to hear from my
readers but due to the overwhelming response emails with photos get
priority. I will eventually answer all messages. I can be reached at:

Calamity123@fido.blackberry.com
My name is Rob.

My Big Brother, Pete II

When I awoke in the morning I was on my back with my big brother Pete
splayed across me, his face buried in my neck. As I became more fully aware
my hand rubbed over his broad shoulder and back as my other hand smoothed
the hair on his forearm. Blissfully rubbing his smooth strength he began to
rouse. Groaning softly he nuzzled into my neck deeper. His breath warm and
soft. I rested my cheek against his head.
    "We okay?" He whispered into my neck as his back momentarily tensed.
    I chuckled. "I don't know about you but I'm great", I whispered back.
    Lifting his head he gazed down upon me. "Yeah, I'm great, too". His
forehead grazed mine. "Not sure what I think about it but I sure as hell
feel great".
    Reluctantly I let him leave my arms as he rose and dressed for the
day. Conversation was easy as we both headed downstairs for breakfast to
start our day. His would be spent taxiing mom around as I spent my day
fishing with a couple of neighbourhood friends. We wouldn't hook up again
until I made it home for dinner and moms best beef stew. Afterwards as mom
cleaned up Pete said he would take me for a drive which I readily agreed
to. He drove us across town finally parking at the far end of the high
school soccer field, nearest to the far net.
    It was then he turned off the engine and bade me to follow him to the
six row bleachers where we sat halfway up. He seemed to pause, studying hid
clasped hands as he searched for words. I could wait. Straight men are
funny about finding the right words. I had patience. The evening was warm
with only a slight breeze filled with the occasional sound of cricket and
birdsong.
    "I want to talk about what happened last night". His eyes were fastened
on his fingers as they laced and unlaced each other. "I want you to
understand that I don't think you're bad in any way. Far from it. But,
well, you see, it's just that, well, not only am I your brother, which
makes what happened so wrong, but that, well, you know, I'm a grown man and
you're a boy. Only a boy. Which makes it so wrong. I'm almost 27 and you're
what - 15, 16?"
    "13".
    "Jesus!" He sighed the oath. His fingers hung still. "Jesus", he
whispered again. His body rocked for a moment as he lowered his
head. "Look. Now, look. Look, just think about it. I'm a man and your
brother and you're . . . Jesus!" Pete rocked again then clasped his face
before looking skyward. "Oh man! What a mess!"
    "I have no idea what you're going on about".
    For the first time he looked over at me with an astonished
expression. "You don't!?"
    I shrugged.
    "You don't see what's wrong with this?"
    My eyes rolled.
    He sat straight up. "I'm your brother. Brother! I'm 27, for christs
sake! 27! And you're . . . You're . . ."
    "Happy to see you". I gave him my most winning smile.
    Pete's face went from anger to surprise to doubt to a slow shake of his
head as he chuckled though his eyes remained cloudy. "Doesn't it bother
you?" He asked, leaning towards me.
    Shrugging, I shook his head. "Didn't it feel good?"
    His eyes narrowed as his cheeks reddened. "Yeah". He kinda
grinned. "Yeah, it did".
    My hand rubbed the back of his. "So you enjoyed it. I enjoyed it". As
his other hand found the back of my hand I shrugged once more. "So what are
we doing here?"
    His smile this time was genuine. "Wanna go for a couple of cones?"
    "Sounds great". We met on the grass. "Besides we'll have to wait for
mom to go to sleep before I can suck you off again". I turned back after I
realized he had stopped walking. "I thought we were going for ice cream?"

At moms insistance I had a quick bath then as Pete showered I turned off
the lights and opened the curtains. Stripping off my pjs I lay naked on the
bed on my stomach, chin resting on my folded hands. Patiently, with my
heart pounding, I waited.
    The door squeeked open and Pete entered wearing his damp towel. "Danny,
I can't make anything out!" He said it softly.
    "Flick on the overhead".
    The harsh light filled the room. He took one look at my naked backside
and extinguished the light. "Shit!" He exclaimed as he stubbed into his
duffel bag. "Why in hell are you naked?" He whispered harshly. He muttered,
"I can't see a damn thing".
    I giggled.
    "It's not funny" but there was humour in his voice. He paused as his
eyes adjusted before hanging his towel over the back of the chair at my
desk. He sat near my head whereupon my hand immediately began to rub his
thigh. "Look, I think maybe we should just forget it and get some
sleep. Okay?"
    My fingers ran across and began to massage his thick, dark bushy
pubes. "Well, if you think we really should?" As my fingers toyed with his
bush, my palm was pressed against his soft warm cock.
    He sighed as though all his anxiety was gone and tussled my head. "Atta
boy. Now you're thinking".
    "Pete?"
    He soothed my cheek. "What is it, buddy?"
    "Do ya think I'll get a nice bush like you have?"
    "I suppose so. Don't see why not". He lay across the foot of the bed,
one folded arm supporting his head. Glancing down at my kneading fingers he
offered, "you really like that bush, hunh?"
    "Yeah, I really do". My fingers pulled at the hairs as well as massaged
the skin beneath. "I'm just wondering what it would feel like against my
ass".
    He sort of chuckled not comprehending. "What do you mean?"
    "You know, if you were to put it inside".
    "I don't get you".
    My fingers began to tease the very base of his cock. "I mean if you
were to fuck me". The hand that had been fingering my hair suddenly was
motionless. "I mean I know you never would cuz we're brothers and you're so
much older. That's kind of crazy to think you'd actually even want to fuck
a kid that's barely a teenager. But I was wondering what your bush would
feel like; that's all".
    His fingers slid to my shoulder where he began to slowly rub. "Have you
done that before?!" There was deliberate surprise as he slowly asked.
    "Once or twice. But only with guys my age. Never with a real man". His
cock stirred then suddenly sprang up, tall and hard. "I've always wanted a
real mans cock in my cunt".
    "Your cunt?"
    "Well sure. What else would you call something with a cock in it".
    "Cunt", Pete echoed softly.
    "And look at mine". I quickly straddled his chest offering my ass to
his surprised gaze. I held straight up, resting on my knees. My hands
slowly slid down my round mounds. "So smooth and young and fresh. Barely a
teen".
    Pete's hands tentatively touched my butt cheeks. "So young". His voice
was soft, almost in awe. "Young cunt".
    I leaned forward to suck in his knob. As I did so my cheeks parted as I
lowered my hips as near his face as possible. My mouth slowly lovingly
suckled the bulbous head.
    Pete's hands gently rubbed my cheeks. He pressed his face forward my
soft cheeks resting against his own. He inhaled deeply.

Jesus Christ! What an ass! So fucking young. What a beautiful little
hole. Mmm. Tastes sweet. Fuck a little wiggle of my tongue and that hole
just spreads. Fuck this is really like cunt. Just so much sweeter. Mmm.

    As I sucked his cock his tongue began to lap at my asshole. Man, the
felt good. Especially when he pulled my ass onto his face, his tongue
lapping so furiously at my hole, hands covering my cheeks as they rubbed
and massaged. I sucked harder as we both groaned.

Fuck, Danny can really suck. Jesus! And this ass - mmm - so fucking
tasty. Better than the fucking wife with her 'not tonight, Pete, just jerk
off'. Jerk off this, bitch! I'm gonna plow a real cunt tonight. Oh, baby,
so fuckin' tasty!

    I rolled off of him landing on my back with one leg up as an index
finger rubbed my hole. "You want this, big brother? You need this?"
    He had grabbed his hard-on looking at me in his heavily lidded
hunger. "Yeah. Need your cunt". He panted. His eyes crazed and
smokey. Moving his body onto his knees. "Need you".
    "How badly do you need my cunt?"
    "Badly. Need you". He pushed my hand away as he slurped at my hole. His
hands holding the back of my thighs
spread. Moaning. Sighing. Licking. Tonguing.
     "Play with my cock".
    His eyes searched mine so filled with lust was he. His large hands
rubbed my balls as he held my little hard prick giving it some awkward
strokes. Clearly he had never done this before. But his desire for my ass
spurred him on. "Is that good? Will you give me your cunt?"
    "Suck me".
    He looked down between my legs. A moments hesitation. Then the straight
man licked my balls before sliding up my little prick, gave the knob a
quick suck before sliding up my body. His face was suspended over mine as
he positioned his cock at my opening. "Please, Danny. I gotta fuck you. Let
me. Let me in".
    Lifting my thighs up against his flanks I pushed my ass onto his
knob. "Oh, yes. Fuck me. Please. Fuck me now".
    His arms folded around my head as he lowered his torso, his cock slowly
moving up inside me.

Fuck! What a tight fucking hole! Sweet Jesus! So fucking sweet. Never felt
anything so tight! Fuck! Sweetness!

    As I felt his face buried in my neck as he slowly began a short stroke
fuck. "Oh yes. Fuck me, Pete. Fuck me. Fuck my boy cunt!" I whispered in
his ear. As I ran my fingers through his hair he began a wonderful steady
fuck. So good. Nice long strokes. Deep fucking.

Oh, fuck! What a nice hole! So fucking tight. And his cheek is so soft. Mmm
kissing it is just like a girls. So soft. My cock feels so so good!  Nice.

   Oh, wow, he's nibbling on my ear! Such sweet lips. Oh, now my cheek. If
I turn my head will my straight brother kiss me? Please, let him kiss me.

Fuck! Such sweet lips. So soft. I don't believe this. I've got my cock in
his ass and my tongue down his throat. Fuck! I'm making love to my own
brother! My kid brother! Oh, fuck, I'm doing a kid! Jesus, I'm gonna
shoot. Can't stop. Fuck.

    I could feel Pete's cock spasm as his sperm began to flood my
walls. Fucking hard he unloaded in my gut. Nice hard pumps. Groaning
loudly. His tongue never leaving my mouth. Fuck, my brothers cum up my ass!

Sweet, boy. Seeding my kid brother. So fucking hot! So wonderful, so
good. Oh, sweet cum dump.

    "Oh, yes, baby. Cum".

    He pumped until he was spent. But his cock remained firm. Mmm. Maybe
another round? What do you say, Pete? Wanna fuck little brother again?

Jesus, my cock is still rock hard!  What an ass! A little rocking up your
butt. Nice. Maybe time for another round, little brother. Yeah. Definitely.