Date: Sat, 04 Dec 2004 02:31:21 -0600 From: Trent Mallone Subject: Sibling Sins 1 Sibling Sins 1 By: Trent Mallone There will be more chapters to this story. Sorry about this one going a little slow at the beginning. But, hopefully you will enjoy it anyways. Shane was the youngest of the four brothers. The oldest was Jack, being 19. Then there was Mark, who was 16. Bobby was 14 and Shane was 11. Jack was basically the parent of the house considering the boys' mother was a business woman and the father was a pilot. The family was normal and so were their lives until a summer day in August. * * * The sun's rays snuck over the distant hillside and blinded the two, young, sleeping brothers. The house quiet except for the shuffling of bed sheets as Bobby slowly rolled onto his side as an attempt to rid of the sun's rays. Shane lifted his arm and placed it on his forehead blocking the light and peered across the room. Not to far away was his older brother, who lay there peacefully. He simply breathed in and out. Shane stared at the figure underneath the thin white sheet as the sun lit it up. He glared at the waistline of the boxers that were revealed as the boy had rolled over. Shane felt warm inside, but this wasn't the first time he felt like this. For almost a month now, he had woken up before his brother just to watch the steady breathing shown by the smooth chest or back. As the floor fan oscillated, he would anxiously await the scent of his brother's cologne that had lasted from the day before. It was such a faint smell, but Shane would just close his eyes and focus his attention on it and would just imagine himself lying right next to the 14 year old. He pictured himself feeling the hair on his brother's legs as they would rub their calf's together. Shane would shiver as he imagined the cold feet grazing against each other. Although, Shane knew he would just make up for the cold by wrapping his arm around the warm body that lay next to him. Shane opened his eyes and blinked hard a few times. No matter how many times he thought about this, he would always feel empty and sick to his stomach, when he'd open his eyes and be alone. It had become a scheduled thing and it got to the point where Shane couldn't stand to miss a day without waking up to this. Today was no different, his schedule was not ruined and after a few minutes he was ready to begin the day. He slowly crept out of bed, rubbing his eyes as he stood. He stumbled over to the door and entered into the hallway. As he walked towards the bathroom he noticed something different about this day. He noticed that he was up a little earlier than usual and his other two brothers were still sleeping. He never knew whether or not he just had a thing for the one brother or if was towards all of them. Or better yet, towards all boys. He was going find out. He approached the open door with every bit of stealth he could, but the creaking floor boards seemed to echo through the hallway and forced Shane to the wall. His heart would rapidly beat out of control and he'd breathe heavily. Even though he had no reason to be scared of being caught, it excited him a little to think about it being dangerous. It seemed to turn on Shane to be in dangerous situations. * * * He peaked into the dark room. The sun was not shining through the windows of Mark's room. He could see that Mark was turned the other direction and so Shane slowly spread the door open just enough to fit in. He stood in the corner and just watched. He knelt down on the ground, balancing on the balls of his feet. He peered at the sleeping boy and, for the first time with this brother, was turned on. Not just a little bit, but he wished he was in the bed and could feel the warmth of his older brother. This boy seemed to turn on Shane even more. Perhaps it was because he had pushed the bed covers of his sweaty body. He wore black boxer-briefs and white ankle-socks. This was all. He had short brown hair and even in the darkness of the room, Shane could see the hairs sprouting out from underneath the short socks. As Shane thought about himself with Mark, once again it was even more erotic. He thought to himself about how Mark had hairier legs that would rub against his. He knew that he could place his hand across Mark's stomach and trace his thin line of hair from the chest down to the waistband tight around his waist. Shane quivered just thinking about this and began to feel warm all over. He got goose bumps and his hair stood straight up. He lost balance from shaking and fell to his knees. A loud thump was made on the wood floor. He clenched his teeth and stared at Mark. As Mark began to roll over, Shane placed his hands on the floor, ready to crawl if he needed to in order to stay out of Mark's view. But Mark stopped on his back and exhaled loudly before returning to the normal, peaceful breathing. He now had one hand on his lower stomach and one above his head. Shane's eyes didn't care where the hands were, only what that hairline lead to. Under the black, tight, boxer-briefs was a bulge that made Shane become a statue in the corner of the room. He just glared at the beautiful curve in the revealing boxer-briefs. He didn't want to look away because, it seemed as though the more he looked the more he saw. After awhile, he could see the outline of the head of the cut penis at the end of the long shaft. It was not hard, but at the same time, seemed to force its way up enough where Shane could see every detail. Even in a dark room. He stared some more, noticing the outward curve of the two balls that formed together into one bulge that Shane was dying to lightly cup in his palm. The same floor board that caused his heart to speed up was heard again. This time, he did have a reason to be scared. He stood quickly thinking about hiding in the closet. (Ironic, I know) But before even moving, he looked down and realized the long erect cock that was pushing its way up, pulling his boxers with it. He quickly tried to lift his boxers up and over the hard dick so it would be less obvious. He finally got it into place and turned to head for the closet. But it was too late. Jack entered the room. His eyes scanned the room and instantly focused on Shane. Shane panicked trying to think of something to say. Nothing was coming out! Words, random words entered his mind, but he just couldn't put them together. All he could do was swallow. Jack had a concerned look on his face as he peered at Shane. His thick eyebrows pointed towards the center of his forehead. He didn't look too confused. Although, this made Shane even more confused. Jack blinked a few times and finally somebody spoke. "Breakfast is ready," Jack whispered still not changing his look. "Tell your brothers," he added before slowly turning and leaving the room. Shane heard the floor creak and he exhaled loudly. He shook his head trying to replay in his mind what had just happened. The only thing in his mind was: Does he suspect anything? Shane looked over at Mark. As he approached the bed he couldn't wait to place his hand on the boy's chest and lightly press down to wake him up. But, after thinking for a moment, he decided it might be best to just shake the bed. * * * After waking the two brothers up, Shane got dressed and joined everyone at the table. He was afraid to even enter into the kitchen, thinking Jack already told Mark about Shane watching him in his sleep. The kitchen was quiet. The only thing you could hear was knives and forks clinking. After giving Shane some food, Jack sat down and to Shane's surprise, he was acting normal. Actually, he seemed more energetic than usual. Another shiver went up Shane's spine when Jack looked up at him and chuckled under his breath. Shane tried to ignore it and went back to eating, but every time he'd look up Jack would be looking right back. * * * It was Summer Vacation so all boys, except Jack stayed at home that day. All three boys just lounged all day. Movie after movie, television show after television show. But, Shane wasn't watching the T.V.; he had his mind set on the two boys that sat on either side of him. Casual glances to the right and to the left. Checking out the upper body or the lower. He hoped to see something interesting on one of the two boys that each wore jeans and a T-shirt. It was hopeless, after seeing so much of each boy, Shane's curiosity only drove him to want more. Eventually the day was lost and Shane was beginning to fear the idea of Jack coming home again. Shane was still confused as to why Jack said nothing and he suspected that couldn't be good. The final movie ended at 1:00AM and Mark had gone to bed earlier. Bobby lay on the couch stretched out on his back. Shane was half asleep and began to get up to go to bed, when he noticed Bobby was having a good dream. As Shane studied this site in the room, only lit by the T.V., he saw a slight bump in the jeans. His arms were above his head and his shirt was pulled up just enough to show his naval and waist. Shane noticed the lack of hair compared to Mark. He could see Bobby's nipples lightly through the white shirt that was tightly pulled across his chest. This time Shane was more comfortable waking up a sleeping boy with a little more touching involved. He lightly laid his hands on the warm chest and fanned out his fingers rubbing both nipples. Shane noticed the slight movement of Bobby's toes that were hidden under a white sock. Shane wanted to rip the sock off and lick every single toe. When he felt the chest stop moving up and down at the same speed he looked up. Bobby slowly opened his eyes and yawned. Shane imagined what to do with the mouth. "What time is it?" Bobby asked behind his yawn. "One something, let's go to bed." Bobby agreed and began to walk towards the bedroom. As he left the room, Shane stood just as Jack walked in. Shane tried to not be seen, but it was no use. "Hey bro, hold on a sec," Jack whispered across the room. When he neared Shane he asked, "So what happened this morning?" "Nothing. I don't know.I mean." Shane stuttered trying not to look at Jack. "Is it what I think it was?" Jack asked placing his hand on Shane's shoulder. Shane looked down at the hand. It was softly placed on his shoulder and it was welcoming. It was warm like the other brothers' and Jack began to fan out the fingers and grazed Shane's biceps. Shane looked up at Jack and placed his hand on Jack's chest. He could feel the tough abs and ran his finger across each set. Jack moved in closer to Shane and moved his hands to his back. Shane did the same. They both began to lift the other's shirt and closed their eyes while feeling the warmth and softness of the skin. Shane's back was soft and boyish, while Jack's was soft and manly. Jack backed up and took off his shirt. His nipples had little hairs that surrounded each and he had the same hair line as Mark, only thicker. Shane took off his shirt and dropped it next to Jack's. Jack walked towards Shane and as they approached the couch, Jack sat down. Shane began to as well, but was stopped with Jack's firm hand on his waist. He began to unbuckle Shane's belt and then unbuttoned the jeans. He lightly traced his fingertips across the edge of the boxers' waistline and every once in awhile would put just the tips of his fingers down Shane's crack. Shane just stood there, not knowing what to do. He finally placed his hands on the back of Jack's head and ran his fingers through the thick hair. Jack unzipped the Jeans and placing his fingers on the waistline again, he slowly pulled them down. He kissed the hot, hairless groin as the boxers got pulled lower. Each kiss made Shane shiver a little. With each shiver he would grip the hair tighter. The slightly unshaven chin brushed against the top of Shane's erect cock as it sprung up from the waistline of the boxers. Jack gently grasped the dick and rubbed the tip on his lower lip. He then extended out the tip of his tongue licked the pre-cum. He swirled his tongue around the hole and each time he pulled away a stream of pre-cum would follow his tongue. Finally, he opened his mouth wide and placed the bottom of the dick on his tongue. He slid the cock in and as he let it slide down his throat, he placed his hands on Shane's nice cheeks and pulled Shane forward. Jack began to slide his finger up and down the sweaty crack. This turned to lightly circling his finger tip around the hole and randomly pushing a little more finger in each time. Shane moaned as the finger got deeper and the teeth marks on his lower lip were getting more and more visible. Finally, Jack's mouth filled with warm cum. With each shot, Shane pulled Jack's head in more and more. When the last drop came out, Shane's eyes opened and he slowly pulled his cock out of the cum-filled mouth. Jack swallowed with a big smile. Shane couldn't wait to get on his knees. He gave Jack no chance to even stand. Shane rubbed Jack's thighs up and down. His rubbing was getting more and more firm and was getting higher up the thigh. He eventually found his hand on the 19 year old's belt buckle. He didn't waste anytime. Shane was anxious. He quickly undid everything and Jack lifted off of the couch enough to have his pants ripped off. The hard cock slapped against his hairy groin and Shane looked at the dick with his eyes wide open. Shane grabbed the cock and slowly slid it into his mouth. Shane couldn't go very deep, but he had his goals set and was getting closer and closer. He loved the taste, the smell, and the hairs that tickled his hand. He started to cup the balls that hung in between the hairy thighs. After discovering the sack, his fingers followed the hairline underneath and he found his finger on his brother's hole. He repeated his brother's moves by swirling his finger around the hole before pushing it in. Jack too moaned and his eyes were tightly closed. He eventually placed his hands on Shane's head. Shane could feel the head grow bigger in his mouth and could taste the pre-cum. There was more and more with each thrust and Shane couldn't wait for the finale. Jack's moans got louder and Shane stopped sucking. He knew what was coming. He kept his lips on the tip of the dick and waited. The first shot landed on his tongue, but before he could swallow another shot went down his throat. Then another and another. His mouth was filling with juice and some was seeping out of his mouth and back onto the unloaded cock. Shane swallowed with the same smile as his brother and licked his lips. The two brothers just sat there breathing in and out. Shane couldn't help but think if his other brothers' tasted the same. Chapter 2 will hopefully be done on this website Saturday night. Remember, I like hearing the feedback, good and bad. Wildboy5678@hotmail.com