Date: Wed, 01 Jan 2003 12:23:30 -0600 From: Matthew Wellesley Subject: My Brother Loves Me - Chapter 3 MY BROTHER LOVES ME A story by Matt Wellesley Chapter Three WARNING: This story is offensive to some people. If you don't like hearing or reading about gay love, sex, or incest-- or if it's not legal for you to read sexually explicit material--don't read this story. The story is based on fact. _________ I'll ANSWER all email. I changed my mind on that. I hope you write to me. MattWxyz@hotmail.com _________ Chapter Three - Contact It wasn't just his hand on my head. From the sounds Damon was making and the way he squirmed, I knew this felt a lot better to him than when I was squeezing his dick. He was breathing fast, too. I had an idea of what his face looked like just then, and I was dying to see that look, so I lifted myself, and lit up his face again with the flashlight. Damon looked shocked. My heart sank. I got up on my knees. "Damon, what's wrong?" He sat up, smiled and hugged me. "Mmm, oh man!" he said with that soft, good sound again. "You liked it, right?" "Oh, yeah, Matt! Couldn't you tell?" "Yeah, but--you looked shocked, or something." At least now, he was smiling. I don't think he heard me, though. Damon reached for my flashlight and his own at the same time. He set them up in a way that we could see each other pretty well. He pulled me in close and wrapped his arms around me. "Hey, Matt..." he said nervously. That was our code phrase. It meant that whatever was coming next was hard to say. "What you just did...I mean......I had this planned...It's just that...I wanted it to do it for--" "Did I do it good?" "Oh, yeah, Matt--you did it great!" "Planned--what do you mean?" "What I mean is, I wanted to do it to YOU. I had no idea you'd end up doing that to ME." "But you really liked when I did it?" "I loved it, Matt!" "Then why did you look shocked?" I said, as I pulled away to see his face. "Shocked? I wasn't shocked," Damon said so tenderly. Then he blushed. Even in the dim light, I could see that. "Oh! Well......When you......I just didn't want you to stop." I couldn't help grinning. "I'll do it more, then," I said excitedly. Damon pulled me into a tight hug before I could move. "Yes--as much as you want, Matt, but wait, ok?" "Ok. But--" "You liked doing that to me?" "Damon, yes. I loved it." "Ok, tell me why." I was sure Damon really just wanted to know the reason--something his heart was searching for. "Well...I liked it because it made you feel good, and......but there's another reason...I can't explain it." "You don't have to. That's how I feel about wanting to do that to you." "Oh, wow, Damon." I blushed, this time. Earlier that day, I had just started to understand how much Damon cared for me, and I guess we always did some things to please each other. But this... Then, Damon put his hand on my dick again. This time, he wrapped around it tighter and moved his hand up and down. He loosened his hug, and I went limp in his arms. My eyes closed as he rubbed my chest. My heart pounded from excitement and other feelings, but I felt secure and protected, too. "Mmmm." That one little sound told me Damon felt ok, too. I smiled the biggest smile. I opened my eyes and saw his look of approval. "Damon?" "Sssh," he said, with his finger to his lips, and he laid me down, gazing at me with a warm, sweet look. "Mmmm." I repeated Damon's sound. I trembled when his fingertips brushed over me from my shoulders to my hips. Our eyes were locked on each other's. Slowly, he reached his hand over my face, and with the lightest touch, closed my eyes--his gentle fingers barely against my eyelids. He ran his hands over me again, and my legs twitched. I jumped when his mouth covered my whole dick and closed on it. Then he slid up and down, like I'd done to him. I saw stars, I felt my body tremble, I felt the fire of my big brother's tongue sweep up and down, over and over, and all I could do was moan and breathe, like I never breathed before. This was a way of being with him that was so close. His hands touched my legs, my balls, my chest, and all kinds of new feelings swept in. It was like something grew in my balls and in the pit of my stomach--grew upward to my chest. When it reached my neck, it burst with good feelings and my dick felt so hot. My arms and legs went crazy, and my whole body felt weird. I screamed five or six times with a voice that didn't sound like mine. My dick got so tight, I couldn't believe it. I thought I knew what a good feeling was before, but now I really knew. I'd never felt anything like that, but I knew I wanted to feel it again--even though it was a little scary. I was surprised to find my back was lifted up. At that point, I just let go, and thumped to the ground, panting. Damon slid up and hugged me. He put his whole weight on me and kissed hard on my lips, sliding his arms under me and pulling me in, tight. He was out of breath, and he smelled and felt so good. His dick was hot against me, and I felt it throb a few times. My whole body was throbbing, and I was still breathing hard from what happened to me. I moaned--with his mouth still on my lips. My arms and legs went straight out when his tongue touched mine. I stayed out of breath--I was never so excited in my life. With his arms still under me, Damon lifted up, and his hands took a new path--down my back, under my butt, over my legs and across my hips--stopping with his hands on my dick. It felt funny and wet there. I was so happy, I thought I'd explode. "Matt--you're beautiful, man." "Oh, Damon!" He was back on me instantly--his chest felt so good against mine, and his hot dick pressed hard into my balls. I saw stars as his lips and tongue touched my mouth again. He stayed like that for a while, squirming on top of me. "I love you, Matt!" "Damon--I love you so much." "I know you do." I kept thinking of those words, 'I love you...I know you do' and I don't know how to say how good that felt to me. "Ohhhh..." A groan was all I could get out, as I exhaled, and my body relaxed. "You came, Matt." "Came?" "You don't know what that is, do you?" He said it so sweetly--it made me glad, for once, that I didn't know something. "No." "I didn't think so," he said, slipping his tongue under my chin. "It's when your whole body feels really good, especially your dick, and white stuff shoots out of it. You know--from biology--the stuff that has the sperm in it," he said, squishing the wetness around my dick. "That came out of me?" "Sure did, Matt. I felt every squirt." "Felt?" "Think about it." "That went...in your mouth?" "Yup." "You swallowed it?" "Most of it." "Can I see it?" "Well, there's not much left," Damon said, sitting up and getting some on his finger. He put it close to my face so I could see. I untangled myself, sat up, reached out, and got some of my stuff on my finger. "Wow." I brought the flashlight up to it so I could see it really well, then I put my finger in my mouth. "How's it taste?" Damon asked, smiling. "Not much taste--sort of creamy." "I think you taste great, Matt." I just grinned. "Uhhh!" Damon moaned. "Why'd you do that?" I said, reacting to his sudden outburst. "I'm still horny," Damon said, slightly bent over. "Horny. Wait, I've heard that word." I tried to think of how I heard it so I could get the meaning. "Does it hurt?" "Not really. My balls hurt a little," Damon said. "Ok, I give up. What does 'horny' mean?" "Oh, man...horny...." Damon said, honestly trying to find a way to explain it. Then he took my dick in his hand and slid up and down for a while. "Feel good, Matt?" "Ah! Oh, yeah." My heart was pounding again. All of a sudden, Damon stopped sliding and took his hand away. "Still feel good, Matt?" "Not really. You stopped." "You want more, right?" "Yeah!" "That's horny! Only it gets a lot stronger than that," Damon said, with a soft look and weak smile. He put his mouth on my cheek. I hugged him. I understood, now. I whispered, "If that's how you feel, I think I know what to do. Can I?" I felt his smile against my cheek. Now it was my turn to lay him down. As soon as I did, I moved one of the flashlights so I could see his dick. It was thicker than I'd ever seen it, and very, very red. It was wet, too--I guessed because we'd been pressed together from hugging, and some of my stuff was on it. I wanted to hold his dick and really look it over, then I remembered, he felt horny--so I wasted no time getting half his dick in my mouth. I knew if I took more, I'd choke, and that would spoil it. Just the touch of it sent great feelings through my mouth. "Oh, Matt!" Damon sounded dreamy again. "Mmmmm!" I said, with my mouth full. Damon's whole body jumped when I did that. That gave me a thrill. I did it a few more times. Then I slid up and down on it, lots of times. After a while, Damon yanked it out of my mouth so fast, I didn't know what happened. He sat up, real quick. "Wanna see me shoot it?" he said, sounding more like me than himself. "Yeah!" As Damon sat up, he tucked his legs under, slid me to him, so his knees were at my hips, and held his dick, sliding his hand up and down, fast. I tore my eyes away from that, long enough to tip my head up and see the angelic look on my brother's face. When I looked down again, I saw his stuff shoot out. At first, it was a little stream that landed on the sleeping bag, then there were a lot more streams that went all over me--making hot, stinging feelings on my skin. "Ahhhhhhh!" Damon yelled. His face was all scrunched, but I was sure it felt good to him. His muscles were really tight, and he looked awesome. He put a hand behind him, to support himself, and leaned back. I rubbed his chest. "Damon, that was awesome," I said, but my big brother was so out of breath, I knew he couldn't speak, just then. "Mmmm," he said, nodding. "Do it again, Damon!" I said, as I wrapped my hand on the end of his dick, and slid it. "Eeeeeeeff!" he shouted. This was a new sound coming from my brother. I yanked my hand away. "Matt," Damon said, between breaths, "Can't......Gotta wait a while." "Why? Didn't it feel good?" "Felt great. I just came. Gotta wait." I hugged Damon, and felt his tight muscles push my body up and down, as he breathed. I turned my head so my ear was against he chest and I heard his heart beating. By then, he could talk more. "Matt, it's not that I don't want to...do it again," Damon said so calmly, "but...it's too sensitive to touch there, right now--and my batteries have to recharge for a while. That's the way it is, right after you cum." "Ok." Now I knew the word for it. "You have to wait a while, then you can be in the mood for it again." "Do it again to ME, Damon." I didn't think I needed to wait. "You sure you're in the mood, Bud?" "Oh, yeah!" I was in the mood for anything. "Why don't you do what I just did, and I'll watch you," Damon said, beaming. "Ok." I grinned back at him. I leaned back, put my hand to my dick, right away, and started in. I tried doing it different ways, but nothing felt good. "I don't think I'm doing it right. It doesn't feel good." "Want me to..." "Yeah," I said. Damon took over. His hand felt great, right away. "I can see one problem, Matt--you're too dry." I watched Damon spit in his hand, then he seemed to change his mind and gave me this really cool grin. He stretched his legs out from under him, put his mouth on my dick, and got me wet that way. I wanted him to do it all with his mouth, but he went back to the hand method, sliding real slow. He looked cool laying on his stomach, with his long legs stretched out behind him, and his hand pumping my dick. I started to shiver. I thought it felt good before, but it felt extra good, wet. I could feel my muscles tightening. "Are you sure you're ready, Matt?" I thought maybe he was kidding. I was out of breath, right away. Damon scooted up, knee to knee with me. "Yeah," I said, as my stuff squirted out on Damon's stomach. My eyes popped open, but I forced them closed. "Ohhhhh!" I came--and this time, I KNEW it! I was never so surprised in my life. "Wow!" he said. I had impressed my big brother--and that was as good a feeling as what just happened. I opened my eyes, and Damon rubbed me while I caught my breath. I guess we looked like two goons, smiling at each other. "Was that good?" I asked. "Did you see? You shot five jets all over me!" "No, I had my eyes closed. I didn't even know I was gonna......cum--till it happened. Your hand felt so good!" I reached out and hugged Damon. "Matt, that was very good. I loved the feeling of making you cum." "Was that sex?" "Huh?" "Damon--what we did--was that sex?" "Yes. We did it together, Matt. It had to be sex." "Do you have sex a lot?" "When you're alone and do it with your hand, it's called jerking off. I do that a lot." "You do? Why didn't I know?" "I'd do it in the bathroom, when no one was around, or late at night. A few times, I got brave and did it next to you in bed, when I knew you were sound asleep." "Wow!" I was amazed. "Can I watch you, next time you do it?" Damon got this incredible look on his face, and hugged me. We just squeezed each other, breathing hard, and feeling so good. Then, he pulled away and gave a sweet, silly grin. "Can I watch YOU, when YOU do it?" "Sure!" I said, eagerly, looking confused. "Get it?" Damon asked. "Um, not really." Sometimes Damon's examples were hard to follow. "Well," he explained, "if I want to watch YOU, then doesn't that mean--" "Oh, now I get it! You mean I CAN watch you!" "Only when you're being good, though," Damon said with a smirky smile. We both laughed. Neither one of us misbehaved a lot, or got into much trouble. "And when I'm not good?" I said, teasing him--suddenly aware that I had a kind of control over his feelings. My brother grabbed me so fast I never saw him reach for me. His dancing fingers dug into my ribs. It wasn't a vicious tickling, but I still laughed myself out of breath. Damon shifted us around until he had me over his lap, with my butt in the air. "If you're not good, I'll do this!" he said. He tapped my butt with his hand, then rubbed it. Tapped and rubbed, going from one cheek to the other. "That feels really good, Damon. If that's a spanking, I'll take two a day," I said teasingly, thinking I would get to him. But he just rubbed. "Hmmmm..." he said. "Hmmm, what, Damon?" "I'm thinking about what you just said." "Oh." I was comfortable over his lap, this way. I felt exposed, but there was something exciting about that. My dick was against his leg, and his was pushing up into me. I never thought I'd have a conversation with Damon with me naked, bent over his lap, with my butt sticking up at him-- but that's what happened. It was really a neat feeling, though. I don't think I'd ever try to explain to anyone that one of the best times I ever had with my big brother was in this position. "Sorry. No deal." "Huh?" "Four a day, minimum." "Deal," I said. "Just be careful, Matt. I might give you a hard slap, when you least expect it." I grinned. "I'll take my chances," I said, as I wiggled in his lap. "Ok. Brace yourself." I knew Damon was strong, but I figured one slap can't be that bad. I waited and waited. I think he paused, just to make me nervous. "Ah!" I yelled, as he made contact. It was his tongue! He licked the whole right side of my butt. "Ohhhhhh!" "Like that, Matt?" "Oh, yeah. You scared me, though." "I hope so. I'd lose my big-brother badge if I couldn't scare my baby brother at least once in a while." "I'm not a--" "I know, I know, Matt--you're not a baby. Don't forget, Bud, you proved that twice already, just now." "Oh. Right." "Right. You're funny, Matt." "Damon, I like it with your mouth, better." "I like that better, too. So, I guess we might not jerk off, a lot." "Yeah! Hey, Damon...? Um...when you jerked off before, was it always...by yourself?" "You mean, did I have sex before?" "Yeah." "It was always by myself--so, no." "You mean, I was the first--" "I wanted you. I've been waiting for this for about a year. Yes, you were the first." "Why'd you wait?" "I was scared to do it." "You--scared?" "Yes." He rubbed my butt faster, now. "Of me? Why?" "I didn't know how you'd react." "But--I trust you. You could do anything to me." "Anything?" "I mean it, Damon. I trust you." "You're sure about 'anything?' Whatever I try, you won't complain?" "Yeah. I promise." "Ok. Promise one more thing. If you don't like it, pretend you do. Wait till tomorrow to tell me you didn't like it." "Ok, Damon. I promise." What he'd said sounded weird, but I really did trust him. I knew he wasn't going to hurt me. I was right. I felt his hot breath on my back. Then I got the shock of my life--Damon licked me between the cheeks of my butt, up and down the valley there. It felt wonderful. I didn't know why anyone would want to do that, though--and I figured he would detour around my hole. When he licked right on it, I saw stars again, and thought I would die from the good feeling. I squealed and hollered. Listening to myself, I thought I sounded like a kid who got branded with a hot iron, but this was the best feeling I could remember, except maybe when Damon made me cum. I liked that word. I started to get up, thinking he was finished, but he wasn't. I had no complaints. I kept moaning. Damon took a breath, like he was going to say something, but he didn't, and just stopped. He kept his mouth there for a while, before he said anything. "I guess you liked, that, huh, squirt?" he said, and he pressed his tongue there, real hard. "Haaahhhhhhmmmmmm." "Yup. You liked it." He started rubbing my butt again. I almost giggled, thinking how I looked over Damon's lap with my butt in the air, and his hand on it. "Why does it feel good there? I mean, it's the place where you--" "I don't know why, Matt. It just does." "How did you know it does?" There was a pause. I had a feeling Damon was blushing. "Well...one day while I was jerking off, I touched myself there, and it felt good. Sometimes when it was taking a long time, I'd remember to touch there, and it always made me cum faster." "You didn't take a long time to cum." "Not now, Matt, but when I'd get the chance to jerk off, a lot of times it was three in the morning, and I was tired. I had to put it off--I wasn't about to climb out of bed, too early, and wake you up. It takes longer, sometimes, when you're real tired, like that." "Wow, Damon. You did that, just so you wouldn't wake me up?" "Yeah, but...I didn't want you to see what I was doing, either." Now, Damon was rubbing my butt really fast. It suddenly occurred to me that I'd better be careful what I said, or he just might get mad and spank me. I really didn't think he would. "Why me, Damon?" "Huh?" "Why did you pick me to...you know...to have sex?" I was still bent over his lap, with my head hanging down, and I wanted to see his face--how he reacted to that question. I turned my head. Damon was blushing so much, I felt bad for him, and I was sorry I looked. "Hmmm...that's hard to explain." "It's ok. I'm sorry, Damon," I said softly. I was really sorry I'd embarrassed him. He was quiet for a while. I didn't expect him to say much, anyway. Besides, I was having my first butt rub, and loving it. "There were times, Matt......when I'd just look at you and get a hardon," Damon said, sounding a little scared. "Wow. Is that the same as a boner?" "Yes," he said. "Matt, how about YOU? Were there times when you would...get feelings, looking at ME?" "Yeah. Lots of times when I wanted to touch you--your muscles, your hair--and, um...your balls. But......well...I see what you mean, now--I was scared of how you'd react." My dick was hard--mostly from Damon rubbing my butt, I figured. "So, I made you want sex?" "One day, you were my little brother, and the next, you were cute as hell. Yeah, you made me horny." "Am I still your little brother?" "SLAP" "Ow!" "Of course you are. Don't ever doubt it! Did that hurt?" "Not really. I love you, Damon." Damon didn't say anything. He slid me to the ground, leaned over me, and licked from my butt up to my neck, swirling his tongue around. Then he was lying half on top of me with one leg over me, and kissed the back of my neck. I thought that was a wonderful way to say, 'I love you, too.' "What about YOU?" I asked. "I love you too, bonehead," Damon said, "Didn't you--" "No, I mean your boner--your hardon--it's gonna poke a hole in me. Your hungry." "Horny." "Yeah, horny." "Well..." Damon said, hesitating. I turned myself, making Damon lift up. Now, we were lying on our sides, nose to nose. His face was red. "Can I put my mouth on you again," I said, "...and do like I did before?" "That's called sucking it." "That's weird. I didn't suck, exactly. I just--" "I know, but that's what they call it." "Ok. Can I suck it?" "Did you think I'd say no?" His smile said it all. I didn't say another word. I slid down to Damon's balls, and licked them. I thought, if he could lick my butt, he couldn't get mad at me for licking his balls. I put my hands there, too, very gently. "Oh, God!" Damon yelled, as he rolled onto his back. I knew I didn't hurt him, so it must have felt really good. I kept doing that to his balls with little flicks of my tongue. It was so neat, hearing my big brother yell, every time I licked his balls. It was weird--they moved by themselves, and the whole sack got smaller--it was exciting to watch really, even though I had no idea what was happening. "It doesn't hurt, does it?" "Oh, shit, no! Mmmmm!" I'd never heard the word 'shit' sound dreamy before. I stopped to look at his dick. I held it in my hands and just stared at it. I touched it all over and looked from different angles. Damon got up on one elbow to see what I was doing. I glanced up at him staring at me and we both smiled. "It's beautiful," I said. "Uhhh," Damon said suddenly with his eyes half closed and that dreamy sound. I was catching on to his sounds, and I knew what that meant, now. I opened wide, and took a deep breath. I really wanted to get all of his dick in my mouth, this time, so I pushed my mouth on it, hard. It hurt going down my throat, but it wasn't that bad. I tried to swallow against the pressure of his big dick crammed in there--and Damon screamed, and slammed back to the ground. My heart pounded in panic. I was never so scared. I pulled my mouth off, in a hurry. "Damon! I'm sorry! Oh God--I didn't mean to hurt--" He put his hand on my head. "Sssh! Matt, that didn't hurt. You just gave me the most awesome feeling," Damon said breathlessly. My heart was still pounding, but I felt reassured. This time, I just took half of it in and starting sucking. What I really did was make my lips go up and down on it. I thought sucking was a dumb word for it. It made me feel all warm inside to do this for my brother. "Matt, don't let your teeth touch it." I slid off and said I was sorry. I felt bad. I hadn't thought about my teeth, but I was sure that hurt. "Matt--don't stop, man!" I picked up where I left off, and made sure there were no teeth touching him. I got lost in the warm feeling and great taste of my brother's dick. I kept bobbing my head, knowing that this made him feel good, like it did to me. Then, I could hear Damon's heavy breathing. 'The most awesome feeling,' he'd said. I was thrilled. He was thrilled too, I guessed, because his dick throbbed against my tongue. "Matt! I'm getting close!!" "Urrrmmmm??" I asked in a grunt, with his dick in my mouth--hoping he'd understand. "That means I'm gonna cum," he said, sounding like he was lifting a hundred pounds. I wondered why he'd told me that, but I was glad he understood my grunt, and I kept bobbing my head. Even though I liked the taste, his dick really didn't have a taste that you could describe, it was just the normal taste of skin, I guess. I liked it because it was HIM, because it was Damon, my brother--who, I was discovering, loved me more than I ever knew, and I loved him so much. His dick was hotter, harder now. It throbbed, and made my mouth tingle. "Mmurrrph!" I said, as I felt a sharp stinging in the back of my throat. When I felt warm liquid on my tongue, I knew what was happening. It was Damon's stuff--he was cumming! It kept shooting out like there was a water pistol in my mouth. I got a surge of good feeling all aver my body, and I swallowed. I never dreamed the stuff would be so warm, but it was way hot. "Ahhhh! Oh, oh, Matt! Uhhhhhhh! Ohh! Oh!!" I closed my eyes and grabbed his butt--that felt hot, too. But the best feeling, besides making him feel so good, was the idea that I was the one making it happen. I don't know how many times I swallowed, but I counted seven of my brother's squirts. I was sure I'd like the taste of Damon, and I was right. It was a little salty, warm, and creamy. "Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm," I said, trying to let him know I loved it, but wanting to keep my mouth filled with my brother's dick. "Matt--are you ok?" "MMMmmmMMMMMmmm!!" I said, nodding my head, and feeling the end of his dick poke the roof of my mouth. "Ok," Damon said, breathing fast, "that sounds like a 'Yes.'" As he caught his breath, we stayed in that position--me with Damon's warm, hard, dick in my mouth, and him collapsed on his back like he'd run the marathon. 'Wow, I did this to him,' I thought. All I could hear was my heartbeat, and I felt a pulse in his dick. I stretched my arm out to feel his heartbeat, but my arm wasn't long enough, so I settled for his stomach, and rubbed it. "Oh, Matthew. I knew you were sexy, but this is totally amazing!" He made me feel grown up, calling me 'Matthew.' Now, I was 'sexy.' That sounded better than good. By this time, his dick was half soft, so I pulled away. "Yeah. It's amazing all right," I said. "You're the one who made it all happen, though. I'm just the little brother," I said happily. I meant it in a good way--I loved having a big brother. "No. Don't say that. You're more than that." "What am I, then?" He had me so excited. "I don't know a word for it," Damon said, sitting up and pulling me into a hug, "but it's a special thing." Soon, he had me on my back, kissing my neck with his lips spread, like he did when this all started.