Date: Tue, 25 Sep 2018 08:21:33 +0200 From: Ouranos Utrecht Subject: My Brother Bjorn My brother Bjorn Part 1 groeiutrecht@gmail.com My early days with my brother Bjorn. My brother Bjorn, was a long haired teenage guy, always a bit aggressive with his buddies but also shy, he was nice to me. There was quite an age difference between us and in the beginning he just ignored me, his much younger little brother. I couldn't figure why he started noticing me as I ran around like little boys do. Normally I played naked or in my really tight, brief clothes, because I liked it that way and our parents had no objections. I think my big brother was the first to like that in a special way. He was an early teen those days and began to bring me little presents and he would touch me in nice and natural way. One time I messed things up and he stepped in and protected me. I liked that too! Bjorn had been always a pretty short kid, but was now getting taller and wrestling in school had added a good bit of muscle mass on him. The hair on his arms and legs had grown a bit coarser but other than inside his pits and his pubes. I observed in the shower, he was still pretty smooth and I found out he shaved his face and some parts of his body hair, but he kept his blond hair kind of long and shaggy. One time I saw him with a hand was fondling his left nipple as he stroked his cock with his other hand. He had obvious enjoyed this and I found out how sensitive my own nipples could be very soon. I copied him and really enjoyed playing with my nipples while I felt tingles all over my little body. One evening I stripped down for my shower, Bjorn was in the shower and I waited. The the sound of cool rushing water was cool. I peered under the glass door and saw he was not showering, instead he was busy stroking his boner. While the water poured over his back my eyes opened wider to take in the scene. My brother's eyes were half closed and his face smiled, he seemed to be enjoying his dream and massaging his mighty erection which was long and incredibly thick in my young eyes. Just then, he moaned and shot all over the glass wall of the shower, that's when he saw me staring intently. Annoyed by my discovery, his face blushed visibly. He tried to save what of his dignity was left by facing away from me. My eyes obviously did their best to observe him, much to his obvious discomfort as he blushed and tried to disappear to his room as quickly as possible. That night, as I lay upon my bed nothing but a top sheet and my briefs for covering. Bjorn came in my room and stepped nervously to my bed side. He stood there, and his nervousness and arousal led to his deep heavy breathing. While not hard, his teen cock produced a bulge in his tight boxer shorts that was positively and most intriguing. At least he was not mad at me. I reached up and circling my little boy arm about him. My brother uncertainly came closer to my side and after some hestitatiom he climbed in. We lay close and talked and relaxed together. My brother stammered something about the shower, but I was not really listening, my hands were doing the talking as they moved along his smooth skin. I explored his body as only very young boys can do. Bjorn being much older than I, shivered. I was obviously causing him some difficulty, but had no idea. However, I knew well enough what I wanted and so I said nothing, but got my hands down to the waistband his boxer shorts and began to feel his chest and belly. I moved my hand lower and over the cotton of his underwear, I didn't know what to expect but felt his cock growing steadily. I hold his teen cock in my little hand and it grew so, that my little hand could no longer encircle his entire cock as he surrendered to the inevitable. "Keep doing that boy." Bjorn moaned softly. He lifted his butt and removed his white boxer shorts with some difficulty. His hardness snagged on the elastic and it just wasn't so easy but he succeeded. I smiled and dropped his boxer shorts nearly triumphantly beside the bed. I began by licking along the length of his beautiful body while my hands wandered everywhere exploring him. Bjorn's clean scent filled my nostrils and made all my senses swim, as I worked my way down. Bjorn began to relax and soon responded, he stroked my soft boy body and was very gentle to me, He took good care of both of us. He was relaxed now and the earlier tension drained from his body, while his cock was hard and stood against his belly. I smiled and noticed the glans of his cock was oozing some clear stuff. "Don't worry little buddy, nothing will happen you don't like." He kissed me and our lips felt soft and willing. I parted my lipes easily for him, to give him entry to my little wet mouth. He kissed me deep and I felt his tongue inside. I sighed, this felt so good! I laid my boy chest against him and I was imagining how great it would be if his hands gently would push against the back of my head and to find my way further down to his cock. He didn't but I stroked his trembling teen cock like he did in the shower. I wanted to give him that release, that I couldn't have and not really understood. Somehow it must be great to be older. Bjorn closed his eyes and in a few seconds started to tremble. "Oh boy, this feels so good, stroke my cock, Steven, please!" He trembled as I stroked his cock and soon Bjorn couldn't hold back. He groaned as his orgasm hit him. He groaned out loud,I mean really loud! "Oh my little sweet boy...!" I was surprised and shocked as after more than a half a dozen pulsing spasms, he collapsed on my bed. I lay there next to him, until the throbbing ebbed away. He wasn't hurt and there was no bleeding but I got up and looked at his muscled belly. There was a pool of cum and Bjorn smiled happy to me. "Oh boy, that was trip to heaven. Love you!" He kissed me tender and hold me close. It made everything right in my little world, at least for this moment. I didn't expected this, but I got the sweet reward of his cum for my troubles. Just feeling his body tremble in his after glow and knowing that I was his good boy, was more than enough reward for me. Responding to instinct I barely understood, I started hanging around with Bjorn and his strong buddies. I was in school a lot of the time, of course, but when they were around mostly in the evening, they liked to drink and play cards in our living room. I was too young, but I served them drinks and somehow they liked me. One evening our parents were gone and my big brother and his friends were playing cards. I brought a sandwich to my big brother and started to leave, but I felt his hand on my arm. "Stand next to me, boy. You bring me luck." I stood next to my strong brother, just in my shorts and he won a hand. Then the next, and his friends began to joke about me bringing luck for my big older brother. I wore my red boy shorts and felt his hand on the back of my exposed thigh. My big brother had me stand to his left. When he wasn't dealing, he could play right-handed and touch me left-handed. There was a lot of touching, he stroked and rubbed my legs till the edge of my narrow boy shorts. My brother's hand felt warm, strong and good om my naked skin. He was gentle and sometimes put his arm around my waist to keep me close. He stroked me and I liked it and stood as close as possible to him. I wondered why was my little boy penis as stiff as concrete and tenting my red shorts, I had to put my little hand into my shorts to adjust myself and to stand comfortable. He saw me doing this and smiled amused. What would happen if the others had noticed. They gave no sign of it and were playing cards and making rough jokes. One of his friends asked for a sandwich and to fetch it, I moved myself from my brother, who smiled a little disappointed at me. His friend, Roberto looked younger than my brother Bjorn and he asked me to stand next to him for luck. "Do it boy, he needs it." My brother joked about everybody getting lucky with me and they laughed. Except me, I was shocked. Standing next to him, Roberto started to stroke my knee and soon his fingers touched my shorts. He didn't look at me but I felt Roberto's hand going up towards my little boy balls and he touched them. I blushed, and soon my face burned and I felt uncertain and flattered. My little boy erection was tenting my shorts and I was sure everyone could see it. No one said anything and Roberto just laughed at me. I stood there passively while my brother's friend touched my private parts, my little boy balls and my little stiffie. Roberto whispered to me, "You are a lovely boy, I can feel it, you will bring me luck!" He won a hand and slapped my butt playfully. It was late and my brother send me to bed and Roberto asked me or he should bring me upstairs. I declined his offer and took a shower and went to bed in my oversized T shirt and my little boy briefs. Later that night, my brother's friends were gone, the door of my bedroom opened. It was my big brother. "Hi, boy," he said. "I just wanted to check and make sure you were all right. I know it was different and maybe difficult for you tonight. Are you all right?" He smiled at me. "Yes, I'm okay," I said in a small voice. "Thank you, it was a nice evening." My little penis was throbbing even harder. My big brother was so good and kind to me. "Good," he said and he sat on the bed close to me. "Something's been happening to you lately. Do you want to talk about it?" I pulled the sheet even higher on me. I didn't want him to see my stiffie. "No, I'm fine, don't worry. I don't want to talk about it. I just want to sleep." My brother honored my request, he held my shoulder through the sheet and said, "Okay, little buddy, but we need to talk sometime. You saw and touched my body, loved that, but maybe it is confusing for you. Having you around is so good, I love it! Really, it has been affecting me these last few months too. I'm confused by feelings for you, I never had before. So don't be shy, it's normal." he said. Releasing my shoulder he kissed my forehead lightly. "Just one last thing and you don't have to answer. Did you like it when I rubbed your leg tonight?" I began to shake and my eyes filled with tears. I could never answer that honestly. I just swallowed and was quiet and he stood up. He stroked my blond hair and said to me, "Good night, sweet boy. I love you" and began to walk to the door. What if he didn't like me anymore? What if he didn't rub my body any more or call me 'sweet' and 'lovely', if I couldn't rub his teen cock? I did like him rubbing my leg, I really did. I liked it a lot! My brother opened my door slowly. "Yes!" I yelled at him and that changed my life forever. My tears came and I cried, groaned and my little body trembled. I had no words, didn't understand what happened to me. My feelings for my brother, my need to be touched, his love and tenderness, all tension exploded in one simple line, "I love you too!" He turned, looked at me and smiled at me with tears in his eyes. "Yes, you are right. I love you little one, be very careful." He hugged me, tucked me in, kissed me softly, thanked me for giving him the sweetest treat in the world. "Goodnight, my lovely little brother," and left. I was ten years old when I first began having sexual urges. Like most other boys around that age, my urges weren't really focused at anyone besides my brother and masturbation was a mystery to me. I discovered that I got hard looking at my big brother and things were changing fast. My dry orgasms changed. Stroking my own boy cock late night in bed became more urgent. I discovered a wonderful feeling when I would climb a tree and squeeze my legs together. I was laying on my side and my hairless penis was sticking straight up. I put my hand in my briefs to feel it. My penis was so hard, it hurt. I pulled my underwear off and started rubbing my penis while it was pressed against my stomach. I didn't have any pubic hair yet and I just kept rubbing my penis slowly. It felt so good as I slid my hand up and down the shaft and feeling the edge of my glans. It wasn't long before I felt the same feeling I felt when I climbed the tree or dreaming about my brother touching me and then it happened. I thought about our encounter, the way I touched and stroked Bjorn's cock. I guess I wasn't really thinking about all the things that could happen because I had my own fantasy, stroking my hard little penis. Bjorn's hand moved back up and slipped inside my briefs. I gasped as his hand got in there, I had the impression I really could feel it! As soon as it was inside my briefs, he did exactly what I had wanted all along. Bjorn went down to my little boy balls and rubbed and squeezed them gently. I was in Heaven! I never, ever wanted this fantasy to end. I stroked my little boy penis fast now, panted and enjoyed every second. I loved his strong hand rubbing my little smooth balls when he moved up and grabbed onto my hard penis, just the same way I did now myself. He went down on it and swallowed my penis in his warm wet mouth and I almost died with the unknown pleasure! I was trembling, feeling so wonderful! It was almost too much to handle and his other hand pulled my undies down and exposed my little hard penis. I didn't care. It was better somehow, nothing could have ever prepared me for what happened next. I felt the hot cum shoot out of my penis for the first time! It felt like I came a lot but it was only about a teaspoonful, I think. I don't know why, but I scooped the cum up and rubbed it all over my little boy cock and balls and went off to sleep. Our parents went for a little holiday, leaving me and my big brother Bjorn alone at home. Bjorn invited a school friend of him, Patrick, a curly haired athletic teen. They were not really interested in me, but I heard them watching a video in the living room. When I entered the room I caught them sitting on the two sofas watching some hardcore hetero-porn. I was fascinated and joined them. First my brother send me away to my room, telling me, "You are too young, watch some comics on your laptop upstairs, boy." His friend Patrick convinced him that it could not hurt me. I just stayed and sat on the floor next to them. The teens ignored me. During the porn I was fascinated by the dudes on the screen, they looked hot and I saw for the first time in my life a fucking. I got really frightened if they would notice that I was staring at them. I looked around and Patrick and my brother stroked their jeans watching and I was sure they were hard themselves. My eyes went up and I looked at the impressive bulges in the blue jeans of Patrick and my brother. In fact they didn't noticed me in the beginning, but that changed. I became nervous when Patrick invited me to sit between his outstretched legs on the floor. "Make yourself comfortable, boy." and Patrick noticed the little bulge in my briefs and smiled at me, looking down at my stretched briefs, He slowly stroked my blond head opening his legs even wider. He encouraged me to sit more comfortable with him and when I pressed my blond head against his bulge in his jeans and he said nothing about it. When the porn was over Patrick looked at me and smiled, "You enjoyed yourself, little one?" I shrugged, with a played innocence, uncertain about what to say. Patrick began to tease me, "I think you were more interested in the men than in the girls, boy. Was it nice to lay between my legs with your head?" I felt caught, and blushed and swallowed. Patrick looked at my little bulge and said to my brother, "Your little brother is sporting a boner looking at us and the men fucking the girls. Is he gay?" Bjorn looked at us and winked at his friend. He said to Patrick, "Leave that little one alone, he does not even know that he has something between his legs." I was shocked and felt betrayed, how could he say that? Patrick laughed, "I'm horny, shall we see if your little brother is really so innocent?" He took my hand and put it on his bulge. I felt his boner under my fingers. "Just feel it, little one, that's a real hard cock you feel. Would like to put it in your little mouth? I'm sure you like to taste my juices." My brother just looked at us, but I could see he was frightened somehow. He looked alarmed... Suddenly Patrick suggested to my brother, "Let's take a "fag test" on your little brother." He opened his zipper and lowered his jeans and boxer shorts and invited me to suck his cock. I was impressed by his teen cock. I looked great, but would never do that! He forced his cock on me. Pressed my blond head down and got really excited. With his free hand Patrick grabbed his teen cock and shook it at me. "Here you go little one. I know that you want it." He wagged his cock a few more times. I looked away quickly, but not before noticing that Patrick's cock was much larger than my brother's cock. Thick and long, I was surprised at what I saw. My throat was dry and the room seemed hot. I licked my lips and he saw it. He said to my brother, "I knew it, he licked his lips. He is gay, a fucking faggot and eager to suck my cock buddy. I love that Bjorn has a cock sucking little brother. Hell, your little brother is practically drooling over my cock." He looked down at me, "You want to suck my cock, don't you?" My face was turning red. I turned and faced my brother with pleading eyes. I thought there was some way I could leave this situation with my dignity intact. The reality was quite different, my brother watched us now with great interest and lowered his own jeans. Bjorn took his cock out as well. He only said, "Be kind to him, he is young." Patrick tone changed, "Well, little one, I don't want to be hard on you, but we didn't get laid last night. We watched porn and I'm horny. This big guy needs to unload. Get over here and suck my cock, little one." I stared at them. Patrick began stroking his cock slowly while glaring at me. "Get over here and suck my cock, little one." There was a new kind twist to his voice this time. It was demanding and full of contempt. "I'm sure you will love to suck my cock and drink my cum. Well, I've got a wad of cum for you." I was really getting scared now. My heart was racing, and I could feel my face burning. My eyes were darting from my brother Bjorn to Patrick's cock and back again. Every time I looked at his cock it was bigger than before. Patrick's stare intensified. I didn't want to suck his cock, and I didn't know how, and I deep inside I wanted my brother to do this. I looked at the door and wanted to get away. He noticed my glance, laughed a bit and said, "You aren't going anywhere until you blow me. You can just get that out of your head right now. We didn't get laid at that party last night, so your mouth will do. Come over here and suck my cock." Patrick went up and stood next to me, his cock inches away from my face. He grabbed his cock and rubbed it against my smooth boy cheek. "Suck it, little one," he whispered. Although it was a whisper, there was a lot of force behind the words. "Suck it." This time as he said it he smacked my face with his cock. "Patrick, stop," I pleaded. "I don't want to suck your cock, and I'm not going to. I'm not gay." He laughed again, "Oh yes you are, so suck my cock, little one." He slapped my face again with that cock. I stared at my brother again in some desperate hope that this would all just go away. It didn't. My brother smiled at me and whispered, "Be nice to Patrick, he really needs this. Just do it." Patrick moved a little closer and smacked my face again with his cock. "Suck it." He rubbed the head of it across my wet lips. I started to protest again, but when I opened my mouth to say something, he pushed the head of his cock inside. I has his cock inside my mouth! I was trying to process that thought and Patrick stepped completely in front of me, pushing his cock into my face. I couldn't get away from it. Patrick pushed his cock forward, stabbing me in the cheek with it. "Suck it, little one. Suck it." Every time he said those words he pushed his cock deeper in my mouth and he whispered, "Open your mouth wider. You are going to suck a real cock." I opened my little mouth for him. I opened my mouth wider and Patrick's big cock pushed its way into it. Patrick began inching it into and out of my mouth slowly. I got a little bit more of it each time he pushed forward. When he hit my throat for the first time, I gagged. Quickly, he pulled his cock out of my mouth. "Relax, little one. You're taking all of me, so you had better get used to it. So open your mouth wider, sweet boy." He shoved his cock back into my mouth, this time he didn't went so deep as my throat. I could feel him inching into my mouth. He would move it forward just a bit and stop and go further on. He began fucking my face. "Yeah, take that cock, little one," Patrick growled while slamming in and out of my mouth. Something strange happened to me. Despite all my protests I loved it somehow to have his cock. To serve my brother's buddy, to suck his cock, to feel him moving inside my open mouth. "Take my big cock. Take it!" I did and sucked while he was really fucking my mouth at this point. I used my lips and tongue to give him pleasure and I was drooling over his cock. Saliva dripped from my mouth on my chin and chest but I didn't care anymore. I wanted his teen cum! "Yeah, little one, eat my cock." Patrick pulled his cock all the way out of my mouth and tugged on it a couple of times. A large amount of pre-cum began to ooze out of its head. Quickly, he pushed the head to my face and smeared the pre-cum on my lips. "Get ready, boy. I'm about to give you what you want." I groaned and opened my mouth even wider. He forced his cock back into my mouth and began fucking my face again. Somehow, his cock seemed larger than before. "Oh, yeah boy. Take my cock. Mm, oh yeah, .you love sucking my cock don't you? Yeah, get ready to eat my load." He fucked my face. He fucked my face like it was his, like he owned me as his boy. "Here it comes, boy. Get ready!" He pulled his cock all the way out of my mouth and began spraying my face with his warm cum. Patrick challenged my brother to continue the test but Bjorn hesitated, saying, "Stven did well, but he had enough." Patrick tried persuade him, but my brother took me in his strong arms, telling me, "You are sweet boy, and you served Patrick well. I liked to watch you both." When Patrick left, he went with me upstairs and sat with me on my bed. "Sweet little brother, I love you. You did well. Little one, maybe you are gay, you passed the Patrick's 'fag test' but you are too young to decide. Just don't worry about it!" My hero, my big brother left our family house, he went to university in London and that was far away! We had such strong feelings for one another that we would lie on his or my bed and hold each other. But we never kissed till the day he was going move away. I'll always remember that might, he leaned over and gave me a kiss right on my lips and told me, "I will be back soon, sweet little boy, I love you. Promise me you will wait for me!" I promised him that, "I will wait for you." chaim groeiutrecht@gmail.com