Date: Sun, 1 Aug 2010 04:18:55 -0400 From: demo 123 Subject: Riding my brother - Gay incest fiction story Disclaimer: This is a fictional story that no way embraces adult-minor relationships, and is simply, "poetic license". Chapter 1 My name is Danny, and I just turned fourteen. My birthday is right at the beginning of summer, so it is a good time for me, even though school is just around the corner. I live with my mom, my dad, and my two brothers. We're your modern, pseudo-christian family that goes to church every week. I don't mind it. Since I was about eight years old I've shared a room with my older brother Jim. He's three years older than me, so sharing a room didn't really bother him until he hit high school. Still, he seemed to find a way around it. I remember when he first started high school, and he used to bring girls home really late, when he thought I was already sleeping. I don't know how many times he actually got away with it, but it couldn't of been many, because I can remember captivating nights of listening in the dark. It was right around the time I turned fourteen that he started bringing home others. Like I said, we were pretty christian. So, when there was a lull in the amount of girls Jim was bringing home, I was curious. Then one night, way later than usual, he snuck into our room with someone. I laid back, putting out some fake "zzz's". Then I heard it. "Are you sure it's okay? Your brother is right there." The voice was light, but I could tell right away that it wasn't a girl's. "Yeah, it's fine." Jim said. "He sleeps like a log. Now hurry, I'm so horny." "Alright." After a few minutes of shuffling, and the sound of soft kisses in the dark, I could hear the bed springs bend. Then the creaked lightly again, then again, and again, until it picked up a good rhythm. Thats when I got the courage to take a peek. It took my eyes a second to adjust, but sure enough, there was my older brother Jim. He was tall, slightly lanky with short blond hair. He was straddling a shorter, muscular latin looking man around the same age as my brother. And there, Jim was slowly sliding in and out of his asshole, fucking the other man. I'd never seen anything like it. I didn't even realize I was jerking off until I felt my muscles clench. Looking down under the blankets, I felt and saw as I shot out a burst of hot white cum. Thats when I heard - or didn't hear, so to speak, my brother. Looking back up, I could see to sets of eyes looking over at me from his bed. "Danny?" I paused, unsure of what to do. But finally, I gave in. "Yeah?" There was a shuffle, and then I could hear the other man in the room. "I have to go. Bye Jim." "Wait!" "No, sorry." He replied back curtly, exiting the room in a blur. Afterwards, there was a long silence. Then, I felt I needed to say something. "I'm sorry." "You should be." My brother responded with frustrated rage. "Now I'm left hanging!" I wasn't a fool, and I understood what he meant. "You didn't finish?" "No you idiot. You ruined it." I felt bad. Sure, I could have threatened something against him, tell our parents about his boy toy. But then, I remembered how I had cum just watching them, and I felt bad. "Well why don't you just jerk it?" I asked. "It's not the same. Just don't worry about it and go to bed." Jim said sharply, rolling over. I bit down on my lip, unsure of what to do. I chose to keep my mouth shut, and after about fifteen minutes of silence, I could hear my brother quietly snoring as he settle into bed. It was then I decided to pay him back. Wasn't the same? Well, maybe I could make it the same. Silently, I crept out of my bed and slid into his. I removed my boxers like a pro, and then went to do Jim's. To my delight, he hadn't redressed. Carefully, I began to slowly stroke his cock while he slept. All the while, I was remembering those nights in the dark, when he would bring people home. The occassional peek I took, admiring my brother. Now I could help him. It wasn't long until his cock was stiff and he was whispering in his sleep. Slowly, I raised myself above him, and then lowered down. I'd never felt such a deep pain before! But I gritted my teeth, pushing further until I felt my bum cheeks slap his pubes. I hadn't realized how much weight I had been pressing against Jim, because he stirred under me. "Danny? Danny! What are you doing?" He asked, his hands flying to my hips. I moved my hands onto his, and then began rocking, his cock painfully sliding in and out of my ass. It hurt a lot, but I could feel a sense of satisfaction behind it - like there was a pressure building behind my cock, just waiting for Jim's dick to push the right button and make it explode. After a while of laying there and letting me do my thing, Jim finally spoke again. "Why are you doing this?" "I..." I had to pause, take in a breath as I continued my pace on his cock. "I felt bad. For ruining it for you earlier." That seemed to appease my brother, because he didn't say anything again. He just continued to let me rock, using his hands to help me with my lifts. After about five minutes of me riding him, I felt his muscles tense up beneath me. Then, blamo! "Oh!" Jim croaked, gripping my hips tightly as he emptied his cum into me, warming me from the inside. We sat there, panting for a while in the darkness. Then Jim ushered me back to my bed, rolled over, and went to sleep. Comments? Demo.123@live.com