Date: Fri, 11 May 2018 18:33:45 -0500 From: Armando F Subject: New Adventures with Older Brother part 7 Disclaimer – This story is a work of fiction, and depicts incestual sexual action between teen boys. If you are uncomfortable with that, or live in a community where that material is forbidden, please stop reading. Don't forget, Nifty is a great resource, so please donate! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I knew you all would enjoy last chapter, so I decided to do some more with that. Once things settle down for them, it'll all fall into a nice pace of sexual awakening and emotional journey, with bad jokes thrown in because I love humor lol. Please let me know what you think or if you have critiques to army.mando9@gmail.com Chapter 7: Shower Thoughts about Salads. The warm summer air swept into the bedroom, turning up the heat to the already baking Southern humid hell hole. I kicked off my blanket, and felt strangely exposed. Peeking through my sleep coated lashes, I noticed my underwear were missing, and all I had on was one of Ben's band tshirts. There I lay, in my morning glory. Mixed between the comfort of the oversized shirt and the exposure of my defiant erection, I decided this would probably be a good time to get up before Mom walked in. Climbing down from my bunk, I felt a sudden strong grip on my torso, pulling me into huge, hot, slightly hairy hug, and suddenly entangled in the bed sheets. "Good morning, you cute dork!" I looked up past the mix of arms and saw Ben, a giant smile on his face, his facial scruff unruly, his hair completely astray. It was sexy, feral even. Ben greeted me with a small peck on the cheek. "And apparently the sun isn't the only thing thats up..." His hand slipped past his/my shirt and gave a warm greeting stroke to my morning wood. "H-hey... I can't help it! Plus you are kind of stabbing me, so you have no room to talk..." I felt the strong heat of Ben's equally attention grabbing cock playfully thrusting lightly against my thigh. "Cut it out! Mom might pop in" I was getting anxious. "Yeah yeah, fine... I'll see you later too, Lil' Mando..." Ben treated my cock to a small kiss on the tip, tender as the one he gave my cheek. Pulling out of his hug, I grabbed some underwear and shorts. "That is NOT going to be your nickname for my... my... my... Fuck..." Ben stood up, and stretched, letting every muscle, tendon, and even hair stand up to show off to me. Like an orchestra doing its first harmonious warm up, every single section singled out and making sure it was up to its sexy snuff. His arms expanded and stretched as he raised his arms behind his head, followed by the expansion of his broad chest, his hairy underarms gaining a chance to breath and spread their little bushes, followed by a sleepy scratch of his tummy. He yawned loudly, and let his hands lower, itching and scratching and flaunting his balls. I felt a little bit of drool escape my mouth, before realizing that I was just frozen. "Yeah, I can call your dick whatever I like, okay? And for the record, it's pretty fucking obvious you wanted a ride on Mount Ben with the way you stare at me! I just saw you fucking drool, perv!" Ben tossed on some gymshorts. "Sadly, you can only be this tall to ride this coaster, bud!" He tussled my hair, laughing to himself. "Big talk for a guy who lasted, what, 3 minutes into a blow job? If that's what you call a ride, I want a refund." I pushed him off me and grabbed a towel from the closet, hoping to take a shower to get the swamp bog off of my skin. "Fuck off, you were acting like I was Disneyworld, the way you begged and pleaded for big bro to take you..." He put a strong, sensual emphasis on "begged" and "pleaded, trying to get a rise out of me (A specific 'rise,' I was certain. Nope, not with any chance to get caught. My dick is firmly staying in sleep mode till its safe.) "And much like Disneyworld, it was overpriced and under-delivered!" I rolled my eyes back at him. We walked out into the living room, Ben making a beeline to the kitchen to get himself some cereal. I looked around for Mom, but instead found a note. "I'll be back later! Left some cash on the counter, go have lunch and hang out. May have good news later. Love, Mom." I read it out loud, and Ben cheered. Probably eager to have a follow up from last night. "Guess that means I got you all to me for the day." Ben dropped the shorts he had barely put on, and went back to eating his cereal. Pretending to be some kind of model, he wandered around the kitchen, posing and showing off, lifting his leg on the chair, giving me a framed shot of his manhood, docile but still exerting a strong presence. The way his soft shaft rested on his nice, full sack... How the hair framed the horizon, giving it both a dark depth and almost the ghost of a scent, the memories of last night... My nose deep in his pubes, his dick deep down my throat... He set his bowl down, and went to grab a cup from the tallest shelf of the kitchen cupboard, bending and exposing that... oh dear. That glorious ass of his. 2 perfect globes, not too big, not too small. Goldilocks would eat, sit, and sleep on that ass if she saw it. Just right. A shade or 2 paler than his back and thighs, as thought it needed to be highlighted, to stand out from his body, illuminating the pure sex emanating from this god of a man. "Guess Lil' Mando likes what he sees, haha!" Ben quipped, barely turning back to look at me. I look down, and see that he was right... Ben had a way with me, knew exactly how to press my buttons, get me going. What do you call a sex wizard? Dick-romancer? Summoner of Cock? White Cream Mage... What the fuck Armando, stop being such a nerd. "Whatcha thinking about, Mr. Dork?" Ben marched up to me, his now hard cock pointing accusingly at me. "What would you call a sex wizard?" "Like some kind of DnD class?" Ben got lost in thought... "Cock-romancer? Like a Necromancer, but with cocks?" Welp, I was in love. I was rubbing off on him, at least! "How do you know what DnD is at all, Ben? Didn't take you for a fantasy role player..." I was a little shocked. Ben poked me with his cock, distracting me. "Hey, I hung out with a lot of different people back at my old school. Sports and pussy weren't the only things I did, bro. For a fucking know-it-all smart ass, you don't really try to find out much about your brother." He smiled. "Oh... Sorry..." I felt like an asshole. Sometimes I get caught up in myself so much I forget to actually dig into other peoples history... Well, gives us something new to talk about! "Haha, it's fine. Maybe actually try and talk to me next time. So... what should we do now?" Ben tilted his head, like a cute big puppy. Holy fuck, I can't take this. I wanted to ask about his old friends and hobbies, but now we got 2 very hard problems to deal with. "I want to mess around, but... I really wanna take a shower. Is that cool?" "Together? Cool, was about to say the same. Jinx!" Ben gave me a quick kiss on my lips, and dashed to the bathroom. Not what I planned, but... Dear lord this is the perfect fantasy set up. Maybe he is a mind reader. Or a Dick-romancer. Yeah, I'm gonna stick with that name _ I turned the shower on and took a seat on the sink counter, waiting for my slowpoke brother to pick the damn pace up. I'm horny... Something about the way Army stares at me... It used to be kind of weird, but I dig it now. It gets me going hard, knowing he thinks I'm really fucking hot. Nice to have an audience. Hell, I'd bet he'd get front row seats to just watch me jack it... Watch out, viewers in the first row will get soaked. Army finally rushed in, sadly still clothed in my shirt and his shorts. Time for Big Ben to take control. Oh gawd, is that gonna be my nickname? Lil' Mando and Big Ben... What the fuck is wrong with me. Dumb nick names, bad jokes. Army is rubbing off on me, in more ways than one. "Hey, you know this room has a no clothes policy, right? I'm gonna have to punish you..." I crossed my arms, pretending to be some kind of bouncer. Bet the little fucker will love this. "Umm... Well... Sorry sir. I didn't know!" Army smiled, his eyes shining bright and his cock leaving a small dark stain through his shorts... I loved that I could just get him to ruin any of his clothes. Like a sexy prank. "Too late!" I playfully pushed Army against the wall, and he moaned as soon as he hit it. He looked up at me, a mix of the steam from the hot water and the lust causing his face to flush. I gave him a kiss, deep, hard, passionate. My tongue and lips and teeth all taking what they could get. His hands reached to grab me, but I grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the wall. "Nuh uh, can't touch the goods at this establishment when you are out of dress code." I sneered at him, enjoying the control. "Please... please, Ben, I wanna feel you..." "Not till I'm done with you!" My tongue and his met again, enjoying the dance (Thank goodness the dork is learning. He's getting really good at this... I love kissing him. Fuck that sounds weird, but sue me, I'm a softie. Kissing is fucking hot.) I bite his lower lip, and stare deep into his eyes. The way they beg, yearn, demand for me... Hot hot hot, Army. You know how to seduce like a fancy Las Vegas Hooker. I'd be dropping all my cash on you, thats for sure. Deciding to speed this along, I put both of his wrists in my left hand... Leaving my right one to explore and undress. It starts at his neck, my fingers tenderly feeling his pulse... Its warm and elevated, primal even. I move lower, past his chest, pinching his nipple through the shirt. He bites his lip, suppressing all moans and cries. I study his face as my hand continues, enjoying every wave of pleasure with him as it hits. Army has a very expressive face, and it was a turn on seeing how much I could push him. Glinding past his tummy, I stuck a finger into his waist band and pulled it down, causing his shorts to fall to his ankles, his hard cock saluting me, thanking me for busting him out of prison. "Hi there, Lil' Mando!" I call out, knowing it was annoying him. Good. I take another deep swig from his luscious lips, another minute kiss that feels like an eternity, deep in my chest. The bees start up again, eager to sting everything in me. Time to stop messing around, Ben! In one motion, I rip off his shirt, and lead him into our way too tiny standing shower. Barely enough room in here for my big ass torso, but it only helps to make Army huddle in closer. "Water okay? Not too hot, right?" I ask, almost instinctively. Still gotta be his big brother. "I-its... its hot, but I think t-thats... my b-body" He stuttered, over come with everything. Its so fucking cute and innocent, I love it. "So you wanna hear your punishment, right?" I tried out my commandeering voice, hoping he might get a hoot out of it, but he was too engrossed to even mock me. Shame, but hey, we can't all be clever under this kind of pressure. "Yes sir!" Army is regaining his composure. "Clean me up, then you will be released!" He smiled so big, I'm sure his cock thought it was Christmas and his birthday all in one! Hooboy, he'll like this next part. He grabs the soap... "Nope, not with soap... with your tongue. Gotta make sure you do a thorough job, you know!" I played my hand a little heavy, but... I wanted that fucker to worship me. To experience every part of me... And I wanted to try something else... But I'll cross that bridge in a little bit. Without missing a beat, Army started to lick and kiss everything he could reach for first. Starting with my hands, he kissed and sucked every fingertip, eager to show his appreciation for last nights hand job. Damn he was hot... and that tongue of his, wow. Up my arms, I could tell which parts of me he loved, and which parts he REALLY loved... Spent a hot minute just licking my underarms, while I tried to stifle the moan-laughing he was causing me. I'm a little ticklish, but damn it felt good. Then he jumped to my nipples, biting and licking them. I could feel my balls begging for release, the sensory overload hitting them like a brick. Sorry guys, not yet, not till I get what I want... Army then licked his way down to my stomach, and I knew he was obsessed with my happy trail, skipping up and down that little path way a few times before moving lower. He took a deep huff of my pubes, though the water probably was ruining the smell a little for him. Oh well, he can smell me later, the weirdo. Though for what its worth, when I found my nose deep in his junk last night, he smelled... what would Army say... Intoxicating? Yeah... The guy smelt like heaven. He went straight to sucking my cock, eager to please me, but I coughed loudly. Even my own body was like "No, let him, I wanna cum." Not yet... With a sad face, he went down, gave my balls a few good licks and kisses, before moving down my thighs. He struggled a little to crouch down since the shower was kind of small, but we worked it out with a little maneuvaring. He kept going, the little champ, got to my knees before I told him to come back up. My sexual patience was wearing thin... I moaned with anticipation, feeling as his tongue went back up the back of my thighs, my eagerness building up. In the past, I asked a few girls to eat me out, toss my salad. A little assplay would go a long way, but sadly the girls where I'm from were kind of vanilla. Boring. Never caring to do anything more than a sad handjob and an even sadder blow job. But hey, a new challenger approaches... And I feel him approach, his kisses and licks zeroing in on my ass. But he stops, hesitates, as thought he wanted permission. "I said... every inch... Army..." I strained to keep my voice steady... He took the hint, and he tenderly gave my cheeks a few kisses before parting them, and suddenly the heavens parted with them. His tongue hit my hole, and I felt a jolt of electricity hit my body, course through my body, and hit my cock and balls. Holy fuck, holy holy shit fuck holy fuck shit fuck damn. Army had a very strong oral skills, because I never felt like this. He poked and prodded, licked and sucked, kissed and ate, spreading my asscheeks wider, eager to get in deeper. Ravenous, he treated my ass like a buffet, eagering to make sure he got enough of a taste to sate his vast hunger for me. That sexual appetite was fucking insane. I felt his warm breath on me, in me, as he took a small break to breathe. Fucker probably forgot to do anything but lick. He dived back in, with renewed energy, digging deeper, harder, faster, stronger, every fucking lyric from that song! I couldn't feel where my hole ended and his tongue began, but I enjoyed every single moment of it. My hole sent every wave of pleasure straight to my dick, and my left hand was immediately magnetized to it, while my right arm had to brace myself against the cold tile wall. I knew my body would give without support. It only took a few strokes and Army's deft tossing skills to get me to not only hit the plateau, but fucking run a freight train off it. As he pierced deeper into me with his tongue, I cursed loud and proud, shooting cum all over the shower wall. Holy hell, it was like drenched everything with a gallon of my cream. My mind went blank. Reality came back in waves, first the hot water washing all over me, then Army holding me from behind in a hug, then a reminder to breath. Holy fuck Ben, catch your breath before you pass out. I turned back around, and hugged Army back. Had to thank him somehow, because that was... there are orgasm, and then there are ORGASMS. "Wow... fucking wow... Army... Just... damn." I opened my eyes, and looked down at him, and he smiled devilishly, knowing his work in that world shattering climax. "You're good... Real real real fucking good, dork. Now for you..." "But I... ummm... I already went..." His smile vanished, and embarrassment took over. "What? Don't tell me you stroked yourself... That's my job, dork!" I was getting a little annoyed... "No! N-no no it was... I couldn't control it, and it just happened. My hands were busy with your... you know... and I was... Then I just felt myself... Sorry" Holy fuck... "Army, its fine... That's actually really fucking hot... You got off just eating me out? Damn, dude, you're amazing..." I gave him a kiss, reassuring him its fine. "Don't sweat it, okay. Even your big bro had thing like that. First time I ate out a girl, all it took was her looking at my dick for me to cum. Now come on, lets go get some lunch, I'm starving. Bet you're full though, haha!" Army playfully turned away from me, pretending to be annoyed by my bad joke, but oh well, I was having fun. I loved messing with the dork. We spent the next minutes, just slowly lathering, rinsing, and repeating eachother, enjoying the privacy, comfortable with each others touch and exploration. But I knew from that moment on, it wasn't gonna be just simple messing around anymore... I felt something I hadn't felt with anyone before. Not just love and shit. The way we could jump from kissing and being lovers, to just going back joking with each other and play games and mess around... I never had a girl act like this. I loved it. It was special, and I wanted to keep that safe. Because no matter what happened or where this went, we are always gonna be brothers. And no matter how much we joke and mess around, we could always be lovers too. I felt reassured about my choice yesterday to let this happen. End of Chapter 7 Thanks for reading!