Date: Thu, 15 Nov 2001 22:12:09 +0000
From: BJ Alex <bjalex61@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Brother's Cum

If you are under 18 years of age, do not continue. This part of the story is
fiction and is only what I wish would have happen, the names have been
changed.


My Brother's Cum -- Part 7
By
BJAlex6


This was John's last night home. The family was very quiet that night, no
one was talking and thought the TV was playing I don't think anyone was
really watching what was on. At supper everyone just ate and all you could
hear was the clanking of the forks hitting the plates. I was on the floor
watching TV, but my mind was thinking of John. "What am I going to do with
out him?" I thought. "Will I ever taste his cum again?" I almost had a panic
attack thinking about it. Just as I was getting over excided I heard John's
voice coming from the bathroom. "Alex, can you come here a minute?" His
voice carried over the sound of the Television. I jumped as if I had been
shot. I was almost up the stairs to the bathroom before I realized that I
had gotten up. As I entered the bathroom, John was just stepping into the
shower. He must have called me from the top of the stairs, and then ran back
into the bathroom before anyone could see him naked. I shut the door and
just stood there looking at my beautiful brother. His smooth hairless body,
broad at the shoulders and narrow at the hips. His gorgeous bubble ass and
then my eyes focused on the thing that I loved most, His cock! Those 7
inches of uncut beauty, that hung between his legs. My mouth started to
water just thinking of it in my mouth. "Well, don't just stand there like an
idiot, get undressed and get in here with me." He said impatiently. My god
had spoken. It took me just a few minutes to shed my clothes and climb into
the shower with him. When I was in the shower John grabs me and almost
brutally pulls me to him. His lips crush down on mine and his tongue invades
my mouth. I feel its roughness as it probes my mouth. His hand grabs the
cheeks of my ass and holds me tight against him. I feel the underside of his
cock flat against my stomach, and my own hard cock is trapped between his
legs. I feel his balls resting on the top of my cock, causing it to get even
harder. John lip's leaves mine and he commands that I suck his cock. My
knees bend and I sink to the floor of the tub. The water hits my back like
rain falling on a warm summer day. I open my mouth and let my idol slip
slowly into my mouth. I feel the warm stiff, velvety flesh slip over my lips
into the cavity of my mouth. My tongue finds it way between the foreskin and
the head of his cock, searching out any tasty little treat that may be
hidings there. Then I find his little piss hole and the tip of my tongue
tries to enter but the opening is to small for even the tip of my tongue.
But as I try it brings a moan from John. He moves his hips forward forcing
his cock deep into my throat. I feel the public hairs against my nose, and I
smell his body's odor. It is a smell that I will never forget, for it
belongs to him and only to him. John starts to face fuck me; slowly at first
then faster and faster, I grab hold of the cheeks of his ass so that I don't
fall. John has me by the head, and each thrust of his hips he drives his
cock down my throat. Tears form in my eyes, but I don't care how hard he
fucks me, it is my beloved brother that is letting me have his cock to suck.
To soon John puts his cock all the way into my throat and holds it there, I
feel his cock get harder and pulsating I feel the first of his tasteful cum
shoot out of his cock and into my throat. Pulling his cock half way out of
my mouth I can now taste his cum. It is the taste that I love more any
another in the world.  After I have licked up every drop of that cum from
his cock he pulls me up, turns me around and slaps my ass and tells me to
leave. After I dry off and get my clothes back on I reach for the door. Just
as I start to open the door, John looks around the shower curtain at me.
"That will be the last time that you will ever suck my cock, now get out of
here." With tears in my eyes I ran to our room and fell on the bed and
cried. Crying I fell to sleep, when I awoke John had left for the Marines.
He was true to his word; I was never again allowed to taste his cum.

For the rest of my 15th year I walked around as if in a trance. Billy and
Jim had moved to another state and I would never hear from them again.
During the winter I turned 16, but there was little joy for me. I got my
drivers license and I would drive to school and after school I would go home
and lay on the bed that John and I had shared for over ten years. Sometimes
I would take my clothes off and close my eyes and picture my beloved John
naked and his cock in my mouth. As I dreamed about sucking his cock I would
play with my own. When I came I could almost taste John's cum in my mouth.
Then I would remember that it was just my own that I was sucking off my
hand.

When school was out my mother thought I should get a summer job, and told me
of one at the local newspaper delivering mail through out the office. The
job was a simple one. I would pick up the mail at the post office, sort it,
and then take it to all the departments in the building. I did the job
without thinking about it. My mine was only on the loss of my beloved John.
That is till the day I walked into the advertising department and there
stood a tall blond hair boy. His smile melted my heart. "Hi, my name is
Alex." I said using the best smile that I could. He fixed me with his
beautiful blue eyes and with a smile that would make the sun seem dim said:
"Hi, I'm John." I took hold of his hand that he had held out for me to
shake. His hand was soft with long thin fingers, and there was warmth that
transcends the body heat. I just stood there lost in his eyes. He turned and
walked towards the back of the department. "See you later." He said as he
walked off. I watched him walk away and I could see his nice firm butt, and
the slim strait back. His bubble butt moved up and down one side and then
the other. You could see the muscles in his back moved as he walked. "What a
piece of art." I thought as I watched him leave. I knew then that I would
have to see him again. I did not see him for a few days. Then that following
Friday he came to were I was working. "How would you like to help me clean
up the storage room in the basement tomorrow? He asked. Again he fixed me
with his inflectional smile. I melted into his blue eyes and stood there
like I had been struck dumb. My mouth hung open and I tried to form the
words to say that I would love to. Finely I said: "Sure, what time?" "Be
here at 10 in the morning." He answered. "OK, I'll see you then." I said
with a smile. "Oh, you had better wear an old pair of cut offs, it gets real
hot down there." He said as he walked off. The rest of the day I went about
delivering the mail like I was walking on air. I had not been this happy
sense my brother had left. That night I could not sleep; I would lie on my
bed and think of what could happen in the morning. My cock stayed hard all
night and I must have jacked off five times. Each time I would cum I would
start to dream about sucking his cock and get hard again.

I got up early the next morning and took a shower and then put on a short
pair of cuts and a tight t-shirt with "hard rock café" on the front. It was
only 9:00 am when I arrived at the office, but much to my surprise John was
standing there waiting for me. He was wearing a pair of cut off (much the
same as my own), and a t-shirt that only covered him to middle of his
goriest stomach. The cutest little belly button was winking at me. I just
stood there with my mouth hanging open in a trance. "Hey, lets get to work."
He said. "Uh, oh sure." I said sounding like I had lost my senses. I
followed him down the stairs to the basement. In the basement there was the
large rolls of newsprint that was fed through the floor to the presses
above. At one end of the basement was a small room that contained some old
newspapers that were used for research. It was to this room that John led
me. "We have to bundle all of these papers and stack them on the shelves."
John instructed. As we work we talked about sports and the conversation
turned to sex. "Did you know that in Greece in olden times, they had an army
made up of gay men?" John asked. "No kidding." I replied. I'm not kidding,
they each had their lovers and they went into battle protecting each other."
John told me. As he was talking he took a bundle of papers from me and let
his hand rub against my cock. The first time I thought it was an accident,
but then he did it again. The next time he left his hand there and with the
other one he pulled me to him. The bundle of papers fell to the floor as his
lip came down on my own. I felt his tongue trying to gain entrance and I
opened my lips and granted his tongue entrance. I felt his hand on my ass
cheek, as he pulled me closer to him. My left hand found his ass and the
other went under his short t-shirt. His back was wet from sweat, but his
body smelt better than any flower. It was the smell of a sweaty male that
had just finished a hard days work. "If his body smells this good, what must
his cock smell like?" I pondered. I was soon to find out. With out taking
his lips from my own, he began to slip my cut offs down. I reached around
and undid his cut off and slid them down as far as I could. I then broke our
kiss, and fell to my knees, taking his cut offs with me. There in front of
me was the thing that I desired. His 6" cut cock was standing there at
attention. I sucked the head into my mouth and I circled it with my tongue
till I found his little piss hole. I worked the tip of my tongue into his
hole and heard him gasp. Slowly I slid my mouth down the length of his
shaft, leaving a wet trail behind. I reached its end and felt his public
hairs against my upper lip. This made him moan very loudly. I was glad that
the presses were running, so the other workers down in the basement could
not hear him. He began to slide his cock in and out of my mouth, slowly at
first then with more speed. I let him face fuck me till I felt him stiffen
and I knew that he was ready to shoot his load down my throat. I put one of
my fingers between his cock and my lips to get it wet then I reached around
and stuck it up his ass. He jerked as my finger entered and let go of the
best tasting cum that I had ever had. I would not let go till I had milked
it dry. Then I just held it in my mouth savoring the smell of his sweaty
body. John pulled out of my mouth and I just laid my head on his stomach
till he reached down and pulled me up and kissed me. He broke the kiss and
in my ear he whispered in my ear: "Fuck me Alex, Fuck me hard." He then
leaned over a stack of newspapers and I knelt down behind him and my tongue
went to work on his pink little hole. When it was good and wet from my
tongue I slid first one then two, then three fingers up into him. He moans
and then turned his head towards me and said: "Alex give me your cock
please." I stood up behind him and press my cock against his tight hole. I
felt it pass his tight outer ring and slowly I enter him till my cock was
fully buried in his hot little ass. I started to move in and out of him,
letting my cock come almost out and then slam it back into him. He would
push back on my cock every time that I would pull out, trying to keep it in
his ass. I took hold of his ass cheeks and then started to fuck him as hard
as I could. I fell my balls tighten and I buried my cock deep within him and
fired my load deep in his ass. The whole time that I was fucking him, John
kept asking me to fuck him harder. I stayed in him and I reached down and
licked the sweat off his back savoring the taste and the smell of his young
body. I pulled out and kneeing behind him my tongue entered his hole again.
I curled my tongue so that I could scoop what I had left there. My cum was
all right but it did not taste as good as John's. Getting up John turns
around and our lips are again locked in a kiss. Getting dressed we finish
our work and before we parted he gave me his phone number and told me to
call him in the morning. He wanted to get together again on Sunday and go to
a movie and then continue what we had started.

Will John and Alex find happiness? Will Alex get over his brother leaving?
Maybe you'll find out in part 8.
Let me know what you think at bjalex61@hotmail.com