Date: Wed, 13 Aug 2008 10:47:07 -0700 From: Rilbur IWFYA Subject: Not In My Wildest Dreams 3 Disclaimer: This story is fictional. All characters and situations come from the mind of the author, potentially inspired from real life events but not based in them. As this story involves sex and sexualized situations, please do not read if your local laws do not allow such material or if such material is offensive to you. 18 and over only please! Sorry it took so long to get this piece out, I've been working on another piece (Guardian Triad under Gay \ Sci Fi) and this piece is primarily a "stress relief" I use when I get stuck on that piece. I originally intended this story to be a foray into the realm of pure erotica -- an effort to help develop my skills in that area while providing others with stroke material. Turns out it didn't work quite the way I anticipated, and the next chapter is going to be sexually involved, but not much sex. Poor Jeremy is going to have a *very* bad day at school, thanks to Brandon. You'll see what I mean. Part Three Jeremy smiled at his brother, who was lying flat on the floor, shocked. "I... ah, wasn't asleep when you had your dream. You were... talking..." Brandon flushed. "Um, then..." Jeremy smiled. "Lets just say I thought the dream sounded fun too... and we'll just save up the fuck for later. For now, you do have a mouth, and..." Jeremy gestured at his erection. Brandon took the hint and attacked. He started licking desperately, long, deep strokes from the base of Jeremy's penis to the very tip, where he used his tongue to probe inside the foreskin. Jeremy groaned as his brother licked and licked and licked, and finally stopped to swallow his penis entire. His dick throbbed as the warm, wet mouth started slobbering over his most intimate organ. Groaning, he grasped his brothers head and starting humping into that wetness. Brandon closed his mouth and started sucking, enjoying the warm taste of dick in his mouth. Neither boy noticed when their door opened, then closed. Brandon was too busy enjoying the warm, yielding firmness of cock, tasting the soft flesh of his brother's rigid tool. Jeremy's eyes were rolled up in the back of his head as ecstasy danced up and down his body in coursing waves of pleasure. The wet warmth of his brother's mouth was intoxicating, and while there was the occasional tooth nick it was barely noticeable. Brandon bobbed his head up and down, letting his tongue drift up and down the rigid length of his brother's tool. His hands grasped his brothers knees as he knelt between Jeremy's legs, his neck bowed to bring his mouth down into contact. He moved his mouth around the shaft, letting his tongue do most of the work. His brother's hips started bucking and he finally closed his mouth and created a seal to start sucking with. Lightly at first, then stronger, and he added in a bobbing motion. Jeremy moaned quietly and started fucking his brother's face. Soon Jeremy's balls pulled up and his dick started pulsing. Brandon went down deeper until he started to gag, and let his tongue do most of the work for a little while. Jeremy couldn't stand it, but his brother's head was pressed deep against his groin, leaving him no room to maneuver -- and for now, Brandon was still big enough to *make* Jeremy do what he was "told". "Let me cum, oh please Brandon let me cum!" Jeremy begged. Brandon's shaft went steel hard at that. He stopped using his tongue and just held the rigid shaft in his mouth, denying his brother any stimulation except the wet warmth. Jeremy tried to wriggle and struggled, but Brandon's hands were clamped on his hips. Jeremy couldn't take it! "Pleeeeeeease!" he begged. Brandon let his jaw inch shut until his incisors were just barely touching the base of his bro's cock, then wriggled a little. The action wasn't really painful, but it managed to deflate the tool just a little, balls dropping away from shaft. "Oh no," Jeremy moaned. Brandon just grinned, then started over again. Luckily for the boys, Brandon glanced over at the alarm and noticed it was already 5:28 -- they'd been at it for the better part of an hour! More importantly, in two minutes the alarm would go off and they'd have to get up and prepare for school. If he hadn't noticed, his teeth might have given his bro a much more effective... if not permanent... de-boning. For a few moments, he tossed the pro's and cons around in his head, and then made a decision. He started sucking harder still, tongue digging into his brother's foreskin to lap at the pre-cum coming from his slit. His brother shuddered at the sudden heightening of pleasure, hips undulating on the bed as he pressed himself into his pleasure. Brandon grinned as he watched the clock, feeling his brother's balls starting to rise. He slowed down, prolonging the inevitable as his brother started bucking and moaning. "You remind me, of what I really am! This is how, you remind me, of what I really am!" the alarm started blaring the local station. Loudly. Startled, Jeremy must have jumped three feet up in the air, ripping his cock out of his brother's mouth. Brandon, grinning, darted over to his dresser and grabbed his clothes for the day before his brother figured out what happened. Pulling his briefs back on, Brandan darted out of the room -- making sure to shut the door -- and into the shower. But not before whispering something at this brother. Jeremy could have howled. Especially after his brother's command. "Don't jack off, or else!" He grabbed his briefs and danced from foot to foot. Realizing that needing to use the toilet was the *perfect* excuse to barge in on his brother's shower, he grabbed his clothing for the day and walked into the restroom himself -- locking the door on the way. He noticed his mom and dad standing at the door to the master bedroom, clearly holding an argument in abeyance until he was out of sight. "Hey!" Brandon complained at his brother's intrusion. Jeremy dropped his briefs oh-so-slowly, 'distracted' by the need to explain (loudly enough to be heard by the two in the hallway) that "I can't wait to piss bro, I need it *now*, not after your shower!" Jeremy plopped down on the toilet and let go, his stream coming in fits and starts thanks to his morning erection. "Oh," he added more softly under the sound of the shower, "and I really need some *relief* from that little trick!" Brandon snickered. "Well, you're the one that wouldn't fuck me!" "It was *hurting* you!" Jeremy shot back. "Well..." Brandon muttered. "Lets try it again, ok?" Brandon held the shower curtain open a bit at the back of the shower, inviting. "As long as you've barged in anyway, might as well do it all the way!" Jeremy, having managed to get it to go down enough to start his stream, scowled as his stream was cut off mid flow. "Alright!" Jeremy kicked his briefs aside and darted into the shower. Brandon pressed himself up against his brother in a full length press, arms wrapped around each other. They began to grind together, and Brandon leaned in a little to tongue-wrestle. They moaned a little, twisting around in the wet spray to get themselves wet. The wetness felt good as they started slipping on each other. They ground some more, then Brandon pulled Jeremy back against the wall. He clutched hard, and asked "Ready?" Not understanding, Jeremy nodded. Brandon clutched tighter and pulled his legs off the ground, wrapping them around his surprised brother. Jeremy almost fell, but caught himself, pressing forward into his brother who used his newfound leverage to hump into his brother's crotch. Joshua pulled back, pulling Brandon off the wall to support both their weights for a few moments. "Down!" he asked his bro. Brandon just started undulating harder, unbalancing his brother who fell forward, banging his brother's back into the wall with a thud. Both of them froze for a moment as Dad yelled outside the door. "Whats going on in there?" "Jeremy and I decided to share a shower to save water, and don't fit as well as we thought we would!" "Well, be more careful!" The two of them sniggered, and Brandon went ahead and dropped his legs back to the floor, taking his weight back onto his own legs. He frotted with his bro for a little longer before backing up and turning around. Shoving his but into his brothers crotch, he ground that way for a little while until Jeremy was gasping. Grabbing his tool, Jeremy pointed it and then thrust forward. Brandon moaned as the wet head just popped inside his well-soaped ass. "Oh god, it hurts but its nothing like last time..." "I think... I think..." Jeremy panted as he inched in slowly. "I think the water... the slippery..." "Oh god yes bro, yes!" Brandon started moaning quietly. It still hurt a little, but now all he really felt was a delicious fullness as something slipped up inside him. He ground his but into his brothers crotch, enjoying the slipperiness of bare pubic skin against his but. They thrust and ground for a few minutes, moaning softly into the shower. His brother dipped his knees a bit and suddenly Brandon found out what a prostrate was for, triggering a massive orgasm that dropped him to his knees. "I was almost there bro!" Jeremy whined, trying to get himself lined up. "We need to get washed up, fast!" Brandon muttered back, grabbing the soap and slicking up his bro's cock. He kept one hand busy stroking, while he used the other to wash Jeremy. Having finished soaping his brother up, he directed the spray away from them and made one small change to the water knobs. His bro didn't notice the change as his balls began to rise from the handjob, and he was almost there when his brother shoved him into the spray to rinse. Jeremy yelped in pain as the ice cold water killed his erection instantly. Brandon snickered and reset the water as his brother swore at him -- not *quite* loudly enough to be heard outside the restroom, but definitely pushing it. "Gotta get to school on time!" Brandon jumped out of the shower as Jeremy, grumbling, finished rinsing off. "Don't jack off, or we don't finish this later!" Brandon asserted his dominance. They dried up and walked out to have breakfast and deal with all the other daily aspects of life that must be dealt with in the mornings. As they waited for the bus, Brandon slung an arm over Jeremy's shoulder. "I know it hurts bro, but trust me -- hold off and it makes the end even better!" "The book said that too..." Jeremy muttered. "But I want it *now*!" "Too bad, stinkoid!" Brandon shoved Jeremy back with a laugh. "You gotta wait, 'cause you can't do it until you get home!" Today was going to *suck*, and Jeremy knew it as his hard cock tried to tent his jeans. And it wasn't going to suck in a good way, either.