Date: Thu, 10 Mar 2011 17:26:49 -0200
From: erick.heslove@gmail.com
Subject: My Married Brother - 4

My Married Brother Part 4, by Erick Heslove.

The following story is a work of fiction and is intended for use by
adults. None of the events mentioned in the story are true and all
characters are completely fictional. If you are not allowed to view such
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My Married Brother Part 4.

Michael was huge.

Over the years as our relationship grew and our "play-time" evolved from
innocent swimming the lake and camping to more passion filled and erotic
brotherly love, I had learned to take him.

He rose so many inches above me in height, and his strength and studly
beauty was breathtaking . . . Michael was my hero, and always will be.

I had always wondered myself why he and Macey did not have an amazing sex
life . . . he had the biggest weiner ever . . .and he was an amazing lover
. . . but a few weeks ago, he and i had a heart to heart between our fuck
sessions, and I was enlightened.

Macey was not into him, she did not love the thing about him that I did
. . . He was not her hero . . .

She was great, and the two made an excellent couple, but it upset me that
she did not make him happy - no problem though, I was not going anywhere!

Michael and I had been hooking up every chance we got, when my parents
weren't home, he was screwing me in my bed, making such hot brotherly love
to me, pressing me hard against the mattress, making a huge wet spot on my
sheets with his cum and my liquids . . .

We could have our quickies and then dash out back as soon as the folks got
back, barely tucking our rock hard cocks into our pants in time.

We had a great many close calls . . .

A few nights ago, Michael turned up after work. I had gotten home from
school, fell asleep and mom and dad had left for the evening, it was a
Friday night.

I woke to the feeling of an added weight on the bed, and a warm breath
along my ear, and then some wet tickling all around my neck . . .

I just knew it was him, straight out of my slumber, I opened my eyes to the
man of my dreams.

	"Hey Kiddo," He smiled at me. I smiled back, and pulled his face to
my lips. The amazing thing about Mike was that no matter how many times he
drilled the cum right out of me, he still gave me the butterflies in my
tummy . . . i still got rock hard for him, and my mouth almost always got
incredibly dry when I spoke to him . . .

He was so talented in bed!!

In seconds I helped him pull of his clothes and he helped me take off mine,
and we were kissing like our lives depended in it . . . i could taste some
grape juice and something else . . . can't remember what it was, but it
turned me the fuck on beyond anything i had felt in a long while, like
Viagra or something like it.

I was about to turn around so that he could mount me and give us both what
we wanted, but he stopped me, holding me down, and in between kisses,

	"I want to look at you," he said to me, with a glint in his eyes,
"I love you so much!"

That i knew was beyond the sex, the amazing sex . . .

My right leg found its way around his waist and rested on his back, and in
a matter of seconds, he began entering me. I was already in heaven, one
inch in and he kept it going, soon his entire length was planted so deep
inside me i could feel it way beyond my bladder, and few inches below my
navel. He placed his hand there, knowing that I was loving it all, loving
all of him . . .

One thing confused me; he was rough with Macey, and yet so passionate with
me.

He pressed himself against me, his soft abs against my weiner, and his
weiner deep inside of me, pressing against the top of mine . . . the things
this man made me feel!!!

I felt him pull away a bit, and then braced myself for our copulation.

He was always gentle, but his sheer size was enough to make me feel on the
brink of blacking out.

I could see that he was going to be at it for a while tonight . . . i was
up for it, not just with my own hardon - which was drooling between the two
of us, but i was so hot for my big brother . . . i wanted him all night
. . .

Michael took my hands and held them just above my head with left hand, and
with his right he kept my head in place as he kissed me deeply, his tongue
going all the way into my mouth, wrestling with mine . . . i knew that i
would not win this round . . . i was so hard, and so hot, the butterflies
were really doing a job in my tummy, and he was moving in and out of me at
such a pace . . . his thick hard pole grazed my prostate each time he
entered thrust into me and pulled back, and the friction of his soft abs
and his cock lodged so deep inside me, that I was about to shoot my load
all over the two of us - my loads belonged to him, he made me cum like
nothing on this earth.

	"Shoot it Kid," he said so me, holding me tightly, i was unable to
move my head away, and the feelings were growing so intense . . . he
pressed his lips back against mine, and forced his tongue back in, I was so
close . . . so close and then i heard some laughing and he froze, and then
the front door shut . . .

The folks were home!!

In seconds he pulled out of me, his motion was so fast that I was in
excruciating pain!

By the time Michael has his clothes on, I was still lying there on my bed,
curled up in pain.

He pulled the sheets over me and sat down at my desk just as dad knocked
gently on my door,

	"Mike?" he called and then entered. He must have thought that i was
asleep, as i was very still . . . Mike stood up, miraculously with his
weiner tucked in his pants . . .

The two spoke softly outside my door, and then he was back.

	"Mom and dad decided to go away for the weekend . . ."

That was all he said, and sat back down at my desk.
I was rock hard again in anticipation despite the pain . . .

End of part four.
More to come soon!

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