Date: Mon, 1 May 2023 18:13:25 +0200
From: roby bobby <de182tg@gmail.com>
Subject: whaddaya-mean-dap-01

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*** Whatddaya Mean With DAP? - Part 1 ***

"Whaddaya mean with DAP?"  To ask this simple question to Bryan, my
19-year-old brother, I had to interrupt for a moment the blowjob I was
giving him, kneeling naked between his muscular legs, while he played COD
on the brand new PS5 in his room.

"How is it possible that at 15 you don't know what DAP means?" he replied,
pausing the game for a moment to drive his 8 inch hard cock back into my
mouth.

"First of all, it's 14 years and two months, not 15! And then all my sex
education for the past 5 years has been sucking your cock every day, and
yours and Roddy's on the weekends... And getting both of you to fuck me in
the ass every Saturday afternoon after the game..."...that's what I would
have said. In reality, only a "grlbbb lbbrgh gaaag rlllghhhj..." and a few
bubbles of saliva came out of my mouth. I mean, you do have an idea of how
someone sounds talking to you while your cock is tickling his tonsils at
the back of his throat, right?

"It means Double Ass Penetration, dimwit"

With the excuse of licking his heavy balls full of sperm, I extracted his
cock from my mouth, shiny with saliva and throat mucus, while continuing to
masturbate it with my right hand. "I mean... does it mean what I think it
means?"

"I don't know what you think, but it means exactly what I told you... two
cocks fucking you in the ass at the same time"

"No way!" I replied vehemently, even interrupting the jerking movement of
my hand. "You have a big cock and Roddy is even bigger... there is
absolutely no way you could penetrate my tight little hole
together... absolutely!"

"Listen Bobby, it's possible and I know you'll love it immensely, believe
me..."

"Believe you, Bryan Adam-Gottahrd? Seriously? Come on, the last time I
heard these words was last month about the golden shower... which I had
absolutely no idea what it was until you two morons drowned me in piss!"

Bryan chuckled at the memory and drove his massive cock back into my wet
mouth. "But after the first shocking moment, then you liked it, didn't you,
Robert Adam-Gotthard?"

"Mghhhfghh aghhhurghhh". Difficult to say intelligible things with your
nose pressed against your brother's crotch and his cock buried deep in your
throat. Try it yourself, if you don't believe me!

And as Bryan gently filled my willing mouth with the first protein shake of
the week, I thought back to how it all started, five years ago...

==============

"Mom?"

"Tell me honey, what is it?"

"But why is Bryan always locked up in his room and doesn't play with me
like before? Did I make him angry?"  "Mhhh... no, I don't think so... it's
that.... He's busy with his studies... you know, high school is more
difficult than middle and he needs to... concentrate on certain subjects,
certain... hard, very hard subjects... indeed yes"

"And he does it with Rodney? Everyday? And with the door locked? Why?"

"Not to be interrupted by a curious nine-year-old brat, darling. You'll
understand when you go to high too, honey! Now hurry, go get ready, it's
time to go to the swimming lesson, go go..."

Even though I was "only" nine years old, I realized my mother's response
was just a ploy to get me out of the way and keep something about Bryan a
secret. I definitely convinced myself that there was something weird in the
behavior of my fourteen-year-old brother and his black friend Rodney,
called Roddy for some strange reason unknown to me. For now, at least.  And
so I made the decision that would change my sex life forever: I would hide
in Bryan's room and I would finally understand what were the hard, very
hard subjects that he and Roddy focused on every single day, even more than
once per day on the weekends!

The next day was Saturday. Dad was busy with a meeting at the HOA and Mom
was out for the usual afternoon coffee with the girlfriends which would
extend into cocktail hour with the girlfriends and maybe even dinner with
the girlfriends and pizza for the boys!  Bryan would be back from ball
practice within minutes, along with his inseparable friend Rodney. So, with
my heart pounding with the excitement of the forbidden adventure, I hurried
into Bryan's room. The first thing that struck me wasn't the mess, in fact
I wasn't much better than him on that front. No, it was a strange smell
that hovered in the room, a mixture of sweat, dirty socks and... and
something odd that I couldn't identify.  I looked around and decided to
hide between the wardrobe and the window, in a small space partially
covered by a screen. Let's say that my lower than average height and my
skinny physique helped me a lot in slipping into the narrow hiding place.

I didn't have to wait long. After a few minutes my brother stormed into his
room, throwing his training bag into a corner and taking off his shoes
without even untying them.  Strangely, Rodney was not there.  Bryan turned
to lock the door, peeled off his sweat-soaked shirt and shorts and threw
everything on the ground in my direction, and remained in his jockstraps
and knee socks.  It had been a while since I had seen my brother naked, or
almost naked, and I must say that I was amazed by how his physique had
matured. Just turned 14, Bryan was a muscular boy nearly 5'8" tall, with
long brown hair cropped to the neck and a hint of a teenage mustache just
at the top corners of his mouth. He had a well-defined chest, with square
pecs and dime-sized brown nipples. His abdominal muscles showed clearly
under a thin residual layer of baby fat. His legs were muscular, like a
soccer player. I didn't notice any hair on his body, except for a sparse
dark tuft under his armpits.  I don't know why, but I briefly licked my
lips and swallowed a little as I admired my older brother's half-naked
body.

Meanwhile, Bryan stretched out on his unmade bed, popping in his iPods, and
was intently looking at something on his cell phone screen that I couldn't
see.  I was quite disappointed with the turn of events: first of all,
Rodney was not there and this meant that whatever my brother would do, it
would not be the same thing I wanted to find out. Besides, Bryan was doing
absolutely nothing but staring at his cell phone screen and licking his
lips every few seconds. And rubbing the family jewels with his free hand:
this attracted my attention. So, I noticed that something was definitely
growing in my brother's underwear. Instinctively, I reached my hand to my
lap and felt something growing in my underwear as well. Weird!  Now, it had
happened to me before that my penis would get hard from time to time and I
never understood why. Sometimes it was so hard and standing upright I just
couldn't bend it down to take a piss, then everything went back to normal
and I didn't ask myself too many questions. But now it was different, it
seemed to me that my penis had become hard at the sight of my half-naked
brother touching himself... Even weirder!!!

I won't tell you the shock when Bryan put the phone down on the mattress
and pulled off his underwear. When I saw his hard, swollen penis bouncing
on his tense abs I almost gave myself away with a WOW of amazement. I had
to put my free hand over my mouth to stop any sound escaping. That's when I
found out I was mildly drooling... What's wrong with me now???

Bryan's penis was, at least in my eyes, enormous. As I later discovered, it
was about 6 1/2 inches long, and thick to match. A thick tuft of dark hair
surrounded its root, while the balls were still hairless. Like me, Bryan
was uncut and the skin of the foreskin was pulled back, leaving the rosy
and apparently very wet tip partially exposed.  At that point my brother
picked up the phone with one hand while with the other he began to massage
the tip of his penis, emitting slight moans that I correctly interpreted as
pleasure.  Whatever was playing on the cell phone, Bryan evidently found it
extremely interesting as he never took his eyes off the screen. The
movement of his hand became faster and faster, involving not only the tip
but the entire hard shaft.

I watched fascinated and hypnotized, mouth agape with surprise. After a few
minutes of this vigorous massage, I saw my brother's body tense, his toes
curling and straightening repeatedly as his hand gave a few more slow
strokes towards the root of his hard penis. I heard a kind of grunt coming
from my brother's contorted face and something miraculous happened: as his
body stretched out one last time like a bow, a whitish liquid poured out of
his penis, shot up and fell silently on the sweaty body of my
brother. Three, four powerful jets that even reached his face.  Bryan
collapsed exhausted on the bed, his body now completely relaxed, while his
hand continued to slowly massage his penis, milking the last drops of that
whitish liquid that I would soon learn to cherish.  My brother lay on the
bed for a few minutes, panting. Then he did something that struck me very
much: little by little, he scooped up most of the gooey liquid with two
fingers and brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean with obvious
pleasure. He then reached under the bed and picked up a dirty, yellowed
sock and finished cleaning himself. Finally, he got up, grabbed a towel and
left the room to go take a shower.

I waited to hear the water running before coming out of my hiding place. I
was almost out of my brother's room when I rushed back and looked for the
sock Bryan had used to clean himself. I found it where he had tossed it, on
the floor beside the bed.  It was stiff, crusty, and yellowed, the smell it
gave off was very strong. In some spots it was wet. I didn't resist: first
I brought it to my nose and inhaled the strong acrid smell. I can't say why
or how, but my brain, indeed my whole body, entered a phase of excitement
that I had never felt before. I sniffed even harder as my free hand
vigorously massaged my penis so hard it hurt. Finally I did the thing that
doomed me forever: with the tip of my tongue I touched the wet spot and
tasted for the first time the taste of the sperm (as I later discovered the
whitish liquid is called) that my brother had recently emitted, finally, in
the throes of to a frenzy never experienced, I put the wet part of the sock
in my mouth and started sucking hard.

Oh boys! What an indescribable feeling. The more I sucked, the more saliva
wetted the sock. The more saliva wetted the sock, the tastier it became, in
a vicious circle that in a few minutes led me to have my mouth full of
almost all of the sock impregnated with my brother's sperm, while with my
right hand thrust inside my shorts I massaged my iron hard penis as I had
seen Bryan do.

I was so engrossed in my lewd actions I don't know how I heard the water
from the shower stop. I tossed the saliva-soaked sock under my brother's
bed and ran out of his room, with my small, very hard and reddened penis to
show me the way.


*******


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