Date: Mon, 29 Dec 2003 22:57:11 -0800 (PST) From: Nick Cooper Subject: This Saturday Morning All legal age restrictions apply. Do not continue if you are under the age of 18 or if homosexual erotic incestual literature offends you. ------------------------------------------- It was the worst way to be woken on a Saturday morning: I had gone to sleep at about 3 AM Friday night after a long-lasting party with my friends. My older brother-- he's 19, I'm 17-- must have set my alarm after I dozed off. I only use that alarm for school days, so it was set for 6:10 AM. Needless to say I was pissed. I got up and began walking to my closet to get some sweatpants (I enjoy sleeping in the nude). "Hey Nick," I heard my brother say, in a rather condescending tone. I had my back to him and walked in a few more strides to the open closet. "Have fun last night?" he added, I could hear him tapping my barf bucket with his foot. I ignored his inference that I had been drinking (I only had a little) and quickly put on some pants. "Go back to bed, Jay," I muttered, trying my hardest to sound spiteful. "Why? Mom and Dad have been awake for an hour." I could hear him beginning to feign a laugh. "Did you forget again?" Shit! I thought to myself. Today was Thanksgiving; and, as we did every year, we were taking a road trip to go see the family (Dad's parents and siblings). It was a three-hour long drive. We would arrive by 10, stay for dinner, and be back home by 9 at night. Our mother got extremely angry if we weren't on the road by 6:30. Shit! I thought again. It was already 6:15. "Fuck off Jay," I said. I think my attempt at sounding nonchalant had failed. I turned around, ready to throw something, anything I could grasp at Jay to get him out of my room. But I couldn't. He was standing in my doorway, wearing only his sweatpants and cheshire cat smile. I began to stare at his cut physique, admiring every contour of his body. I think this time I stared for too long. "Take care of that thing before we go," he laughed, pointing to my now fully-erect penis hidden by my pants. Lucky for me he said that (however embarassing). I could have continued to stare into his chest for hours. I quickly snapped out of the trancelike state he had me in and shoved him out of my room, copping a feel at his chest and abs as I did so. I slammed the door, locked it, and proceeded to get ready to leave as quickly as I could. My name is Nick Cooper. I live with my parents and, of course, Jay. We have this sort of bond, I think it's called brotherly hatrid. We live in a two story house that would be just right for a family twice our size. The neighbors are far too loud, blasting Jimmy Buffet songs as constant as 10 hours daily. We've learned to tune it out. Anyway, more about us. My brother and I are both avid swimmers (and are always completely shaven except for our heads). I'm taking his spot on the school team this year since he graduated. I'm 5'10", hopefully catching up to Jay who is just over 6'. I know I'm gay and I cling to the hope that nobody finds out. We both maintain decent geades in school and hold minimum wage jobs. I don't know why Jay hasn't moved out yet, and I've never cared enough to ask him. It's actually better that he stay here. I'd have no company besides parents otherwise. That is, when I'm actually at home. Some would say I spend too much time with friends. Our family? Well, they're family. Picture yours, add a few mental patients, and you've got mine. The rides to and from the family's house were completely uneventful. We almost hit a squirrel once, that was fun. The stay at their house isn't even worth mentioning. When we got back home, I raced myself upstairs and locked my bedroom door. I sat down on my bed and spent over 30 minutes reflecting on what had happened that morning. My brother saw me nude, then he saw me tent my pants just looking at his half naked body. Did he know that was why? How could he not? My mind was racing and I jumped as a small knock came at my door. I looked at the clock. It was 11 (we had stayed a bit late after dinner). My parents would be asleep by now. "What, Jay?" I whispered to the door. "Open the damn door!" he whispered back. I did. "What do you want?" I asked, sitting back on my bed. He sat down next to me, but said nothing. "What-- do-- you-- want?" I repeated slower, as though speaking to a refugee from Iraq that didn't understand a word of English. Again, he didn't say anything. Rather, he leaned in and gave me a smooth kiss on the lips. I fell into a state of paralysis. I didn't move. My eyes hung open as though I'd just been shot. The only part of me that was moving, actually, was my quickly growing cock. "I know you're gay, Nick" he said, apparently trying to sound comforting. "This morning you just confirmed it." With this, I didn't bother to say another word. I leaned in closer to him and kissed as passionately as I knew how. I moved to sit on Jay's lap, still kissing him. He pulled his mouth away long enough to ask if I was sure this was what I wanted. Once again, I didn't bother to say a word. I just kept kissing him. I had never had sex before, but knew it was what I wanted. I took my shirt off quickly, throwing it onto the ground, and he did the same. We returned to kissing, our now bare chests rubbing together. I slowly rubbed his back, which he did in return. After only a minute of kissing, I had gotten so hard it was painful to keep my sweatpants on. I stood up and reached to remove them, but Jay, still sitting in front of me, grabbed my waist before I could and pulled them down to expose my cock. He began circling the head with his tongue, enticing me to moan, but I caught myself trying to keep from waking our parents. He then began licking up and down the shaft before engulfing my entire 7 inches in his mouth. It was the best feeling I had ever experienced. He licked my cock, thoroughly soaking it, still inside his mouth. It was hard for me not to cum and I finally did. I was surprised to see my 19 year-old brother, the one I had idolized for so long now, swalling my cum. "Fuck me," I moaned, leaning closer to his ear. "Are you sure?" he asked. He looked somewhat concerned. "Yes," I said. I took out a bottle of lube I had stashed underneath some clothes in my dresser and handed it to him. He began to smirk and stood up, removing his pants and underwear. I sat down and removed my own pants completely. Jay began to squeeze some lube onto his cock and spreading it all along its length-- what appeared to be 8 or 9 inches. Reaching out, I grabbed hold of it and starting jacking him off slowly. "Lay down," he said. I did as I was told. He grabbed my ankles and lifted them onto his shoulders and pressed some lube onto and into my ass. He started by slowly pressing one finger into it. I moaned gently, trying to entice him. Eventually, he worked his way up to three fingers and I was getting impatient. "Fuck me," I moaned again, and he obeyed. He grabbed my legs and held my ankles still on his shoulders. I closed my eyes and could feel his cock moving along my ass crack, then his head began gently prodding my hole. I moaned again, and opened my eyes. I smiled up to his muscular body and he noticed and smiled back. He worked the length of his cock into my ass and I was surprised to feel that it didn't hurt as much as I had expected it to. Once he got the full length in (after a few arduous minutes) he left it there and smiled down at me, waiting for the pain to subside. Once I had returned his smile, he began pulling his cock further our of my ass. As he began to pump a little faster now, I closed my eyes, I was in ecstasy. I was savoring every ridge and contour of his cock just as I had his body while we were kissing. He was now pumping his cock very quickly in and out of my no longer virgin ass; and, all of a sudden, he leaned forward, put his hands on the bed above my shoulders, and his whole body tensed up. He was pumping extremely hard now and I was grunting in lust for more of him. Within seconds, I felt him begin unloading streams of cum into my ass. His thrusting slowed, and he removed his cock. I hugged him closer to me and whispered, "I love you, Jay," into his ear. We kissed for several minutes after that, and fell asleep in eachother's embrace in my bed. ------------------------------------------- Comments? Please email me.