Date: Sun, 31 Mar 2002 19:32:05 -0800 (PST) From: Chuck Peyton Subject: The Wedding, Part I The Wedding Part 1: The Engagement ####### Disclaimer: This story contains sexual acts between consenting males. If you find that offensive, please read no further. If it is illegal to read material of this sort because you are too young, don't read any further. ####### "Do you still make New Year resolutions?," I asked my brother Steve. "I've been jaded since I turned 25," said Steve. "I've learned that there's no changing me now, no matter how hard I try. How come?" "New Year's is in a couple of days, and my resolution is to finally get serious about Cindy." "Uh... well, I hope so man," replied Steve. "I mean didn't you just pop the big question?" "Well...," I stammered, "yeah." My name is Mike Bishop. Last night my life changed forever. I asked Cindy Albright to be my wife. Cindy and I have been dating for almost three years; last night I worked up the courage to ask Cindy to spend the rest of her life with me. The thing is, I wonder if this is what we really want for each other. I mean, I've just turned 26 and last night I made a decision that will affect the rest of my life. I love Cindy, but have I acted too hastily? Cindy, who is only 22 herself, and I have pretty much lived together for the past two months. She has her own apartment, but most of her things have found a home in the closets of my pad. Cindy and I also have a very active sex life. I think one of the strongest facets of our relationship is that she is able to keep up with me. Before Cindy, I would jump from woman to woman, trying to find someone who could handle my raging libido. Cindy never had a problem in that department though. Whenever I'm ready to go, so is she. Of course all of this sounds perfect right? Well, there's a small problem. I think that I'm... no... I'm attracted to men too. I've never acted on it, but I feel like I'm going to explode if I don't find out what it's like to fuck another guy. I've gotten as far as renting a handful of gay and bi pornos, but that has done nothing but add to my thirst for sex with another man. I love Cindy, but I don't know that I can be faithful to her. I went to my parents' home to visit my older brother Steve. Steve was a year older than me, but he just recently moved back home after ending a two-year relationship with his girlfriend Allie. "Dude, if you're going to make a resolution like that, are you sure getting married is the right direction for you," Steve asked. "Direction... I... what direction do you... think I should take?," I asked, worried that Steve might know my true feelings for men. Steve just smirked. "I'm just saying, you don't want to just jump into something that isn't right for you." Isn't right for me? God, is Steve really that intuitive? Does he know what I'm struggling with? "Come on, why don't we go for a game of racquetball," said Steve, apparently as eager to change the conversation as I was. Steve and I drove to the local recreation center, where we played a few games of racquetball. I needed a good workout, and Steve seemed to really want to push my limits. Not wanting to be beat, I pushed right back. Steve was quite an extraordinary athlete. He currently works as the swimming coach at the local high school and also works as a lifeguard on the weekends in Newport Beach, California. At six feet tall, Steve has a slender, yet smooth muscular body. Steve's days in the sun have graced him with striking golden tan. Steve's hair is dark brown, like my mother's, but the sun has bleached it naturally. I was no slouch either. I spent my high school years on both the track team and as the star quarterback of the football team. Since graduating, I've left sports behind, though I have continued to maintain a healthy lifestyle that has kept my body svelte and lithe. I'm blond haired and blue-eyed like my father, and about an inch short of six feet. I wasn't the golden Adonis my brother was, but my own smooth skin had a nice auburn luster due to plenty of cycling over the weekends. Christ, my fantasies about men have gone too far. I've spent the last few minutes checking out my own brother. And to boot, I've gone and lost another game of racquetball. Maybe Steve was right. Perhaps getting married right now isn't right for me. I might need to consider exploring my urges before I make the plunge into marriage. "Dude, you okay," Steve asked me. "Oh, hey... sorry man, I was just deep in thought," I replied. "I can see," said Steve smirking at me as he pointed at the bulge in my sweat shorts. "Oh, I... uh, geez," I said. What the fuck was wrong with me? "Dude, it's cool," said Steve laughing, "I mean, how could you help but be turned on by my rippled sexy body!" "Very funny," I said. "Look, sometimes it just has a fucking mind of its own." This had to be one of the most humiliating things to ever happen to me. "I'm kidding Mikey, I'm just kidding." "I know, I know, it's just that I'm all confused about everything right now with this whole engagement thing." "It makes sense dude," said Steve. "Come on, let's go home and clean up and then we'll get a bite to eat." When we got home I jumped into a cold shower to take my mind off of Steve. How could I fantasize about my brother? My brother, who I have grown up with and shared almost every intimate secret. My gorgeous, sexy brother, who looks as though he just stepped out of an Abercrombie and Fitch catalog. As my dick became engorged with thoughts of my brother's body, I grabbed a hold of the growing monster. I imagined my brother, stepping into the bathtub next to me. He pushes himself close to me and takes a hold of my engorged cock. As the warm water covers us, Steve begins to rub my cock slowly, kissing me softly on the back of my neck. My brother's other hand massages my hard wet abs and pecs. I feel his own stiffening cock pressing between my firm ass cheeks as he continues pulling on my rod. I felt myself ready to cum. That was an understatement. I sprayed stream after stream of cum against the shower curtain, as I let out a small yelp. I don't think I'd ever cum so hard, or so quickly, in my life. "Hey Mikey, should I have your mail forwarded to the shower or will you be coming out of there soon," Steve said as he swung open the door of the bathroom. I removed my grip from my cock and cleaned the cum off of my hand. I quickly peaked out of the shower curtain, afraid that Steve might peak in and find my dick still semi-hard. "I'll be out in a sec man," I said. "Don't hog the hot water Mikey," Steve said leaving the bathroom. I turned off the water and dried myself. I threw a fresh towel around my waist and came out of the bathroom. "It's all yours," I said to Steve, who was out of his gym clothes and wearing a pair of white briefs. I prayed that he would hurry into the bathroom because I knew if he stood there too long my cock was going to grow hard all over again. I might be able to excuse myself once, but not twice, in one day. "Thanks dude," Steve said, brushing against me quickly as he passed me on his way into the bathroom. "Why don't you make us some soup and a couple of sandwiches for lunch?" "Okay," I said. I went to the kitchen and began preparing lunch for us. I was going to go put some clothes on, but I knew Steve would take a quick shower, and he gets cranky when he doesn't eat. So I got our lunch ready, dressed in just my towel; as soon as I was finished Steve was coming out of the bathroom wearing a matching towel around his waist. Suddenly I wished I had just thrown on a pair of loose jeans. "Perfect timing, eh?," Steve said entering the kitchen. "Yeah," I said, working hard to both keep my penis down and avoid looking at any part of his body, save his face. That chiseled, handsome, manly face, with those deep green eyes. Something else, anything else... please think about anything else. Microfiche. Printer cartridges. Blank video tapes. "Is something wrong bro?," Steve asked. He obviously noticed that I looked-- "Preoccupied I guess... just a little preoccupied," I said. We ate our Campbell's lentil soup and turkey sandwiches and talked about a number of things other than my engagement to Cindy, or any doubts in respect to said engagement. I finally started to relax and get back into a more grounded state. I felt lucky to have a brother that I could have a good one on one with. "So you've never told me what happened between you and Allie," I asked. This had bothered me for some time, because Steve and Allie seemed to really be in love with one another until she left him. Steve looked uncomfortable with my blunt questioning. "Never mind Steve. It's totally none of my business." "No it's cool bro," said Steve. "I haven't really told anyone. Another guy entered the picture, and she left me," Steve said. "Jeez Steve, I'm... God, I'm so sorry," I said. "Allie seemed so happy... I mean, sorry... I just would have never thought she would have screwed around on you." "She didn't," Steve said looking down, and looking more serious than I had ever seen him. Never one to be quick with subtleties, I began to reply, "But you said--" "Allie caught me fucking around with her brother Brett," Steve said. "I really fucked things up." My jaw dropped. Not a single word would cross my lips, or my mind for that matter. Was Steve kidding around? If so, he deserves an Oscar, because he was as convincing as hell. "Mikey, I like guys and girls," Steve continued. "Brett had been flirting with me for months. One night when Allie was working late, Brett and I went out to the movies and came back to my apartment. We had a few beers and got a little too comfortable with each other. We messed around for a little bit... and then he... he begged me to... uh screw him. I guess... I guess we lost track of time, because Allie walked in on us. I never meant to hurt her... I feel terrible that it happened like that." Christ. Was my brother really sharing this story with me? What in the world was I to make of all of this? "Steve... I had no idea," I muttered, not really knowing what to say but feeling I had better say something to let my brother know I was cool with him sharing the events that led to his breakup with Allie. "How could you bro?," said Steve. "You're the only one who knows. I just... please, let's keep it between us, okay?" "Of course man," I promised. The two of us sat there a moment. In silence. How do you follow up with anything after your brother admits that he had sex with his girlfriend's brother. What in the hell was I supposed to say? "How was lunch?," I asked. Steve just started laughing. I began to laugh out loud. What a relief! "Bro, you are such a dork!," Steve exclaimed. "This isn't going to make you uncomfortable is it?" "No, no, no," I replied uncomfortably. "Uh... okay," said Steve, unsatisfied with my response. "It's just... I have questions, I guess... but I... I don't want to hurt... I don't want to ask you anything you don't want to answer." "Ask away," Steve said. "I'm sure I couldn't reveal anything more severe than what I've already told you." "True," I said. "So, have you always been attracted to guys and girls?" "Yes," said Steve. "What about you?" "What? Me?" "Mikey, I'm your brother," said Steve, "I know you better than anybody. I'm not going to judge you." "I... I do," I stammered under my breath. "I've always been attracted to guys too. I've never had the guts to act on it, but I feel like... like, I'll... I'll..." "Explode?" "Yes." Steve smiled at me, and I smiled back. He placed his hand on my knee under the table. His large palm was comforting. He gave my knee a little squeeze. I placed my hand on top of his and gave Steve a smile back. I began to stroke the top of his hand. Steve's face changed. He looked very serious, intent. Where did he want to take this? I kept my hand in place atop his. Steve moved from squeezing my knee to slowly caressing my thigh. "Your legs are so smooth bro," Steve said coolly. We never broke our gaze. My brother was so sexy, with his hair still wet from the shower and light stubble on his face. I guided his hand up to my cock, which was now standing at complete attention. Steve's hand began to move up and down my shaft. He explored my large nutsac with his fingertips. Steve's touch was driving me crazy with ecstasy. "Why don't you stand up," said Steve. I got up out of my chair and Steve pulled me close to him. He pulled my towel off and, for a few seconds, stared at my hard penis. Steve looked up at me as if to say, "Is this okay?" I responded by resting my palm on the side of his face. Steve put his lips around the tip and let his tongue circle around the it. My brother's tongue was working magic on my cock. I looked down and Steve was still staring up at me with those gorgeous hazel eyes. "God Steve, that feels great." Slowly, Steve moved his face back and forth, taking one inch of my eight- inch cock at a time. I felt weak as he finally stuffed my entire cock into his welcoming mouth. I steadied myself by grasping my brother's broad shoulders. His mouth was so warm. It moved like a suction along my thick rod. Steve stroked the back of my thighs, and moved his hands up to my ass cheeks as his sucking became more intense. Steve was not only working hard to please me, he was really getting into sucking cock. My brother's mouth felt so good; I wondered how many men he had been with. How many men were there before he got together with Brett? How many after Allie left him? I felt my cock growing harder. I would cum at any moment. I tapped Steve on the shoulder to warn him. My experience with women, especially Cindy, was that they didn't enjoy swallowing. "Bro... ugh... bro, I'm gonna... oh shit... I'm gonna c-cum!" Steve continued undeterred. In fact, this seemed to turn him on to no end. Seconds later I was spraying hot cum down his throat, Steve never releasing his mouth from around my cock. I blew away my previous record, from just an hour before while in the shower. I felt like I was going to lose my balance. Once Steve had sucked the last drop of cum from my semi-erect penis he stood up quickly and planted what had to be the most forceful and passionate kiss I have ever had. I tasted my cock and cum on my brother's warm breath. His tongue was forcing it's way down my throat as he pulled me close to him. My brother's hard body pressed hard against mine. He held my face with his enormous hands as he kissed me. I explored every inch that my hands could reach of his beautiful body. "You taste so good Mikey," Steve said, momentarily pulling his mouth from mine. He began to kiss my chin, then my cheeks, then planted tiny wet kisses along the front of my neck. I took his hard shaft in my hand. "It's time I returned the favor." I moved down onto my knees and looked directly at the nine inch cock that was staring me back in the face. Whether it was passion, or just a need to get a blowjob, Steve took no time in forcing his cock into my mouth. This wasn't as easy as Steve made it seem, but I was determined to please him. Through my experiences with women, I already knew I was talented using my mouth, so I was determined to share this talented tongue on my brother's cock. I think it was working. "Oh shit bro... you're really fucking good at this... aren't you?" That encouragement egged me on to take more of his cock into my mouth. Steve grabbed my head and pushed his cock to the hilt. My nose pressed against his pubic hair, as his balls slapped against my chin. "Suck my cock Mikey! I want you to suck my big cock!" My brother was getting into this and it was making me even hotter. My own cock had grown rock hard again and was slapping against my stomach as my body made rhythmic thrusts back and forth, fucking the shit out of my face. "I knew you liked cock little brother," Steve spouted. "I knew you'd love to suck on your big brother's big fat cock!" Steve quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth and pumped it furiously with his fist. I could tell I was moments away from receiving globs of hot spew in the face. "Shit... Mikey!" I wasn't disappointed. Steve shot streams of hot cum all over my face, into my mouth, and onto my chest and shoulders. I didn't think a man could cum that much, but Steve was like no other man. I licked up what I could from my lips. "Don't eat that all bro," said Steve who quickly began to gobble up ever drop from my chest and a large stream that shot across my forehead. After he finished cleaning up the cum that drenched my chest and face, Steve's tongue began exploring my pecs. I held his head close as he rotated his warm tongue slowly around my nipples. I leaned over and kissed the top of his head gently a few times as his mouth made its way back down to my rock hard penis. "Suck my cock big brother," I whispered as Steve quickly engulfed my cock with his mouth again. I've had a lot of women go down on me, but I've never had a woman take my cock into her mouth as quickly and entirely as my big brother Steve. He wasn't shy or intimidated about what he was doing. He knew how to please a man, and this afternoon I was finding out just how well. He took his mouth off my cock. I looked down at him to find him staring backat me with an evil grin. He moved his head back down and began to use his tongue to play with my balls. He took one into his mouth and then another. I never wanted this to end. Steve raised his hand against my chest, and pushed me onto my back gently as he continued sucking on my nut sack. Steve's tongue began to move further down, below my balls. He gently moved his tongue down my taint, making tiny circular motions until the tongue found its target. Slowly Steve began to press his tongue gently into my asshole. Slowly he brought me to a place that no woman ever had. I could feel him massaging his fingers lightly around my asshole as his tongue moved slowly and deeper into my ass. Holy shit, I couldn't believe my brother was doing this to me. I felt my engorged cock slap the front of my stomach as my brother thrashed my asshole with his tongue. I gasped for a deep breath, feeling a little windblown from the sensations running through my body. Steve brought his hand up and took a strong hold of my cock and began to stroke it. I lifted my head up and saw my brother burying his beautiful face between my ass cheeks as he began to stroke my cock. I knew that it wouldn't be long before I would blow my third load today. Steve used his free hand to pull my ass cheek aside, giving his greater access to my welcoming asshole. Steve began to press his index finger into my asshole, and I could feel myself being pushed over the edge. My brother steadily continued to stroke my cock as his tongue and finger pushed their ways inside of my tight ass. My whole body started to quiver as I felt my load ready to shoot. Steve began sticking in a second finger as he stroked my cock even harder. "Oh shit big brother... you're fucking driving me nuts," I said. Load after load of hot cum shot out of my aching cock. The streams hit me in the chest and across my neck. As my cock was blowing globs of cum, I felt Steve stick a third finger inside me quickly as he pulled his tongue out. "Do you like that Mikey," Steve asked. "Do you like having your big brother finger fuck your tight little asshole?" "Oh yeah Steve... keep going." "I want to see you eat your cum," said Steve. "Wha-what?" "Do it," Steve commanded. I took my fingers and wiped the cum from my pecs. I looked at Steve to see if this is what he wanted. He just stared at me, as he fingered me, waiting to see if I would really I do it. I brought my own fingers to my mouth and began to suck the cum off. It was salty and still warm. "Oh yeah Mikey," said Steve, "You're turning me on bro." Steve continued shoving his fingers into my ass, and was slowy stroking his cock as I gave him a little show. "Finish the rest bro." I wiped the rest of the cum that had hit me in the neck and gulped it down. Mike leaned right over my face, his warm breath against my cheeks. His tongue brushed lightly against my lips. "Mikey...?" "Y-yeah...?" "Can I get inside of you?" I paused for a moment. My brother was asking for permission to fuck me. I had wondered what this would feel like for years, and now I was about to get the opportunity to get it from one of the most gorgeous guys I had ever laid my eyes on. "Yeah," I said quietly. Steve removed his fingers slowly, and less than a second later I could feel his enormous cockhead pressing against my asshole. I winced, not sure if I was going to be able to take my brother. "Relax bro, just loosen up," said Steve. Trying to take his advice, Steve pushed his cock inside of me and pulled out slowly part of the way. Then I felt him go back in a little more, and back out again. Soon he was moving slowly in and out of me. It didn't hurt the way I thought it would. I just needed Steve to take it slow enough to catch my breath. "You okay?," said Steve. "Yup... oh, that feels... you feel great." Steve leaned in and began to kiss me. His mouth tasted so good, and the stubble on his face was so hot. It was so different being kissed by another man. He moved his arm around the back of my head as he began to push his cock deeper inside of me. My cock was hard again as it pressed against my brother's strong six-pack. Steve was in me to all the way, and his thrusts became more intense. He knew I was able to take him inside of me and I think that made him feel more at ease. He began pumping his hips harder towards my ass. Steve moved his body up and grabbed my legs, resting them onto his shoulders. I got this beautiful view of my brother thrusting his hips toward my ass. "Does this turn you on Mikey? Do you like watching your big brother fuck you?" "Yeah Steve, fuck me," I joined in. "I want you to fuck my brains out." "You asked for it little brother," Steve said. With that, he pulled me up onto his lap and began to kiss me hard. He began to thrust his cock harder into my ass. I was holding tight onto my brother's shoulders as I grounded my feet. As my brother thrust his cock into me, I began to match his fury by moving faster on his lap. "Yeah Mikey... ugh... get into it," said Steve. "Fuck me Steve... fuck me harder!" Steve pulled me close against him as he rammed his thick meat ferociously inside of me. Our sweat combined, Steve rested his head on my shoulder and took small but strong love bites. I was in ecstasy, fearful of passing out as my brother fucked me mercilessly. I planted wet kisses on Steve's forehead. He looked up and kissed me passionately again. "I'm gonna cum Mikey," Steve called out loudly. I was afraid the neighbors might hear him. Suddenly shot after shot of hot cum filled my ass as Steve continued his frenetic pumping. Steve blew an enormous wad up my ass, but this didn't stop his rhythm. My brother began to slow down, but continued holding me tight and kissing me hard. "Mikey... bro, that was amazing," said Steve. "Yeah, but now I need to take care of this." I stood up, cock rock hard and in need of relief. "What do you have in mind?" "Something I've been wanting to do with another guy for a long time," I said as I stroked my hard cock slowly. "C'mon." "Where to," said Steve. I took my brother by the hand, and lifted him onto his feet. I led him into my parents' bedroom and sat him down on the bed. "You nasty little shit," said Steve. I smirked at my brother and laid on type of him and began to kiss him. I began to make my way down with small sexy bites on his chin, then caressed his tongue with my neck, moving down to his pecs, spending a little longer as I left gentle kisses on his abs. "You're body is so amazing Steve," I said. I moved down to just above his now hard penis. I brushed my mouth against his silky pubic hair. I took my brother into my mouth again. I tasted myself all over it, still salty with his cum. I swallowed it whole and stroked it a few times with my mouth. I brought my mouth up to the head of his cock and teased it a few times with my tongue. "Oh... bro, that feels awesome," Steve said. I moved to Steve's balls and sucked them both into my mouth, letting my tongue explore his enormous nuts. "Goddamn Mikey," Steve choked out, "you are really fucking good at this." Spreading Steve's ass cheeks apart, I tore into my brother with my tongue. I had never thought about rimming a woman, but this was driving me wild because I knew exactly how great it felt. Steve was squirming on the bead and breathing so heavily that I was positive I was hitting all of the right spots as I shoved my tongue as far as I could into his ass. "Go ahead bro... ugh... stick it inside of me." Not wasting a moment, I climbed up onto my knees and positioned my bulging cock right up to my brother's asshole. Steve looked at me so intently, waiting for me to begin fucking him. I began pressing my dick inside of his asshole. It was so tight, so warm, it felt so good to have my brother's asshole swallow my cock. "Yeah bro, go for it... ugh... stick that big fucking cock inside of me." This was amazing. Before I knew it, I was steadily moving my cock in and out of my brother's tight asshole. And he was taking it. Steve grabbed my ass to pull me closer. I thrust my pelvis towards Steve's ass, my balls slapping him with each pounding. "Yeah Mikey... that feels incredible!" Like Steve before me, I placed his legs on my shoulders as I plowed into his ass. This gave greater access, and turned me on to no end having those gorgeous muscular legs resting on my own wide shoulders. "Now it's your turn big brother," I called out. "Now you get to take a big fat cock up your tight asshole!" "Yeah Mikey, fuck me!" My brother had become so filthy, and so commanding. I couldn't believe we were fucking each other, and that I had the balls to take us into our parents bedroom to continue our romp. "I'm gonna cum... ugh... Steve..." "Cum inside of me Mikey!" Seconds later, I came again; this time sending every ounce of it up my brother's welcoming asshole. Exhausted, I rested my arms over Steve's shoulders, sweat dripping from my hair onto my brother's face. My cock was still moving in and out of Steve slowly, as I let the final drops of cum move into his hole. "Dude," my brother said, "that was a real rush." Steve pulled me down on top of him and we laid there in each other's arms for about an hour and kissed and stroked each other's bodies. We fell asleep in each other's arms, waking up just in time to clean up the mess we made, as well as ourselves. We were taking my mother's comforter out of the dryer just as my parents were parking their car in the driveway. We had the bed made in a matter of seconds, and were back in the kitchen to greet my parents as they walked in. Steve made a quick exit as my mother Laura began an endless inquiry about my engagement. I felt like a marble mouth talking to them, as I paid very little attention to what I was saying. I was so self-conscious. Could my parents have any clue of what had happened with my brother and I this afternoon? It was so fresh to me, that I couldn't be sure we had cleaned up everything. After about fifteen minutes I calmed down. Though not until my mother asked me twice if I was "feeling well dear." The three of us discussed wedding plans, possible dates, registry needs, and everything associated with a wedding. I hardly noticed my dad checking the bottom of his shoe. "Was anyone here today," my Dad asked. "Nope, just me and Steve," I replied, not thinking twice of my father's inquiry. My dad wiped something from the bottom of his shoe and stuck it in front of his nose to smell it. "What did you step in Bill?," my mother asked my father. "Is there something on the floor?" My father looked at me, shocked. Holy shit. Did we not clean up our entire mess? Did my Dad put two and two together and realize what my brother and I had been doing this afternoon? I was mortified. I stayed away from home for the next few months, making only necessary and quick visits to discuss wedding plans. My brother and I were not going to have sex again. At least that was the plan. Unfortunately on the night of my bachelor party I would get more than I bargained for. ##### I hope you enjoyed this story. Please let me know what you thought of this story at chuck_peyton2000@yahoo.com.