Date: Tue, 28 Dec 1999 18:34:07 +1030 From: R Coxwell Subject: baby-brother-4 The following story is provided to get your rocks off. That's why there's lots of hot, wet, unsafe sex in it. In real life, PLEASE PRACTICE SAFER SEX! This story also contains graphic depictions of sex between brothers. If this turns you on, whip it out and start spankin' it! If you find this offensive, too bad. PLEASE give me your feedback at RCoxwell@sacbeemail.com - I wanna know if it got you off! Also, what would YOU like to see happen to Sean and/or his brother in the next installments? I get off on YOU getting off! :) Thanks to all the great feedback, ideas, and for the encouragement and descriptions of how much you enjoyed - Tommy, we'll work you in here somehow, I promise, just gimme a few episodes here! Good wanking. --------------------------- I never thought my baby brother would end up being my lover, and I know he felt the same way, but it turned out really great. The sex was fabulous. I was emptying my balls every night. Some mornings I'd wake up first and get some "morning wood" - just straddle his pretty sleeping face with my hardon, aim it into his wide-open mouth, and feel that hot, wet mouth wrap itself around my horny cock. He loved to wake up that way, getting his face fucked. I'd push my hips back and forth against his face, deep-throating him, filling his mouth with manmeat. It never took me long to give him the hot load of cum he wanted. Sometimes I'd pull out and come all over his face, which he loved - Sean's appetite for degradation was endless. Other mornings I'd wake up to find my cheeks bulging with a fat teenage cock, tasty and leaking precum down my throat. I strained to suck it hard as I could. It tasted so good. He enjoyed fucking my face too, and I'd lie prostrate beneath him, letting him hold my hand with one hand while he pushed his young cock in and out of my mouth. I loved every inch with my tongue, from that sleek oozing pink torpedo head to its thick root, growing out of his ruddy thatch of pubic hair. When he deep-throated me my nose would be buried in those coarse curly hairs, and I had the joy of inhaling the fresh odor of his teenage sex, not yet washed away in the shower. It was thick and heady, the smell of boy-sweat and dried piss and oozing pre-cum and half-remembered sexy dreams. Soon his face-fucking would grow more urgent, his moans of pleasure would turn to sharp little gasps, and his grip on my head would tighten so I couldn't escape - not that I'd want to. Then, with a cry and spasms of ecstasy, he'd fill my mouth again with his own load of hot boycream, shooting over and over again until he was spent. It seemed like he never ran out of cum for me to swallow. I'd keep sucking him even after his cock's last twitch, the last little runnel of salty jism spasming out of that hot meat. I'd try to cum with him, shooting all over my belly, sometimes even hitting his back. Sometimes he'd lick it up for me, loving my cum the way I loved his. Then we'd shower, go to work. And later, before we went to sleep at night, I'd almost always get to fuck his hot teen ass, often to the beat of one of my many porn videos. One night not long after we started having sex with each other, we were making out and getting really hot, grabbing at each other's rock-hard equipment while our tongues explored each other's hot wet mouths. He felt so real and warm in my arms. And such a tight, luscious little teenage body. I knew in a few minutes I'd have him stripped down and bent over the side of the couch, fucking his brains out, then blowing mine out the end of my cock. As we deep-kissed each other and I stuck my tongue deep into his hot mouth, I slipped my hand under the waistband of his jeans to caress his ass, then slip a finger between his cheeks to start getting him ready for a good fuck. He pulled back, which he'd never done before. "Sean?" I asked. "What's wrong?" He looked at me with total love and lust, his little hands still on my pecs, massaging my bullet-hard nipples. "I wanna fuck YOU, 'bro," he said tenderly. "I wanna fuck your ass." It took me all of a second to think over his desire. That fat cock in my ass ... "How do you want me?" He just smiled that smile of his and laid me back on the couch, pulling off my jeans, then my briefs, then my T-shirt. Spreading my legs, he began licking up and down my crack, while he reached for the big bottle of Wet! we kept in the living room for just these occasions. I quivered in anticipation of his tongue going in deeper ass he licked my wanting cheeks, ran his tongue back and forth between them. He licked at my hole, almost making me come right then and there. He tongued me in quick, darting strokes that made my asshole pucker in uncontrollable pleasure, it just coursed through my body like a drug. Which was of course what he wanted. Soon I felt a stubby greased-up finger work itself into my tight hole. He must've gotten an extra helping of Wet!, I could feel it cool and thick inside me. It felt so awesome. I couldn't help it, my assmuscles "bit" down on it, hard. My whole body let out a shuddering gasp. I looked up at Sean, who was quite satisfied by the effect he was having. It felt like I'd just had an anal orgasm. He got his finger all the way inside me and worked it around a bit, digging for my prostate, finding it, massaging it. My head slowly rolled back on my neck, then back and forth. I was in heaven. "You ever been fucked before, 'bro?" Sean asked, grinning. "Not since college. Oh baby, don't stop ..." And he didn't. He continued to finger-fuck me, using his thumb to massage my chode, then working another greased-up finger in there to open me, spread my hole for his coming hardon. If he'd touched my cock I would've shot all over, but he didn't; just kept fingering me, opening me. Gradually he worked the tension out of my hole, greasing it up with enough lube to leave me loose for days. Then his fingers were gone and I could hear the wet sounds of a hard cock being lubed up for a tight hole. His back, his own hot ass was to me, so I couldn't see. Then I did. His cock was like JP Pitoc's alleged organ in Trick: "Beer Can." It wasn't long, but it was thick as my wrist. How in the hell was he going to get that in my hole? He'd seen my face and read my mind. "Don't worry, 'bro," Sean told me. "Just breathe real deep and try not to pucker too much, otherwise it'll hurt more, 'kay?" I just nodded, half dreading his huge tool and half-drunk with horny anticipation for it. He pushed it against my hole. I tried to take his advice, sucking in air and willing my assmuscles to relax. They didn't. He pushed himself halfway inside me and stopped when he saw how much it was hurting me. "Oh God, oh God, pulloutpulloutpullout ...." And he did, but he left his cockhead pressed against my hole. Waves of red pain made my eyes want to pop out of my head. My ass was burning. I opened my eyes and Sean was staring into them, smiling tenderly, patiently. I wasn't ready, but I nodded anyway. He started again and I yelled again, and he gave me another minute. Finally he was able to start working it inside me, slowly, stroking my thighs lightly as he did, relaxing and arousing me. He stroked my body, speaking softly to me, trying to relax me, until finally my sphincter gate opened for him and he got his cockhead all the way inside me. I felt my hole lock around his fat shaft as that torpedo head got all the way in, pulsing inside me with every beat of my brother's heart. "Oh, baby," I said. "Give it all to me." He slid the rest of it inside me steadily until he was all the way in, sighing as he drove the last inch home. His cock wasn't long but it was so thick I felt I was getting fucked by a horse. He filled my insides. He was so hot inside me. I was loving this. Buried inside me my baby brother's fat cock throbbed with joy and pent-up orgasm. Every time my assmuscles bit down on that cock, it would spasm a bit, growing for a second inside me. It felt so good .... "Fuck me, Sean. Come on, fuck me, give it to me, make me your bitch." He grinned and began thrusting in and out of me like the little stallion he was. His longish strawberry-blond bangs hung down over his eyes, whipping back into his eyes as his fat little horsecock stretched my hole with every thrust. His cock was so huge inside me I was almost nauseous from how much it filled my bowels. He bent me back so my ass was up in the air, my weight resting on my shoulders and back as he pumped my upturned ass. He lowered himself to me and wrapped his arms around my torso, caressing my shoulders, French-kissing me deep as he fucked me, harder and harder. I wrapped my legs tight around him, around his ribs, under his arms, hooking my ankles behind his neck as he banged me. I clutched his asscheeks, not for support, but just to hold more of him, to possess him, to not miss an inch of his luscious baby-brother boyflesh. He grunted every time he rammed me with teenage energy, and I gasped in pleasure and pain. "Oh, baby ... don't stop ... don't stop ... keep going ... please ... pound my ass ... yessssss ... pound your big brother's ass ...." I could feel his hot cock leaking precum all over my insides as he drove his rod straight down inside me, all the way deep. We were both covered in sweat; my legs were slick against his ribs as he pumped my ass. I felt his coarse soaked pubes scraping like a brush against the back of my ass, scratchy and hot. His kisses were growing rougher, his thrusts shorter and harder, more urgent. His body was trembling, and I could see on his face how hard he was trying not to cum, to hold out a little longer ... He came in a gasp, his blue eyes wide and shocked, totally not expecting it. The angle he was fucking me at made him shoot straight down into me. I could feel his cum hitting the back wall of my stomach, coating it. His cumshots filled me inside with his hot boycream. His breaths exploded through his clenched teeth as he shot over and over inside me, eight or nine times, until he couldn't shoot anymore. He collapsed atop me, panting. The air was heavy with the smell of our sex - you know that smell, that nasty, raunchy smell that just makes you want to fuck some more. I let Sean lay on top of me, his face buried in my sweaty chest as he tried to catch his breath. I kissed the top of his head and held him in my arms. I was still wrapped around him, my legs locked around his chest, and his cock was still buried deep inside my fucked-hard ass. I could feel the aftershocks that ran through his body from the king-hell orgasm he'd shot inside me: his cock would pulse, and leak a little more into my cum-filled ass. Felt great. Sean looked up at me, his bright blue eyes alight with joy. "I love ya, big brother." "I love you too, baby 'bro," and I kissed his soft lips. "Oh, that was so nice. I needed that." He giggled. Then a little frown crossed his face. "Hey ... you didn't cum. Was something wrong?" "No, you were great, baby. I didn't want it to stop!" "You wanna fuck ME, maybe?" I smiled wickedly at him. "No, Sean. I think you need to fuck my ass some more." "Oh, man, I don't know if I CAN ... I mean, you really wore me out ...." His cock told a different story, still hard and oozing inside me. I gave it a good squeeze with my assmuscles, then did it again. Pearls of jism leaked out of both our cocks. "Oh, please, baby," I said, but I wasn't really begging him; I was closing the sale on him, and he knew it. "Please, do me some more. Fuck your big brother until he comes his brains out ... please, baby. I need my baby brother's cock inside my ass some more ... finish me off, please ...." He closed his eyes and moved inside me. Like an old engine starting he slowly came back to life, pulling out a bit to push himself back inside me. I slowly rolled onto my back again, then rolled him onto his as I sat up. I looked at him, sprawled across my couch, covered in sweat, lust in his eyes, his dick deep inside me. Totally hot. I raised myself off his cock, felt a bullet of pain as my muscles pushed him out of me with a squishy pop!. I felt his cum run out of my hole and down my thighs. I turned myself around to face away from him and sat back down on his hot rod, impaling myself with all of it at once. This was one of my favorite positions for being fucked by a man. It left him deep inside me and gave me control. I loved having him inside me. He was buried inside me, his big balls locked against my hard aroused chode, my asshole locked around his shaft. I leaned back on my hands to support myself, not lying on top of him but close, and got to work - raising myself up and down on his pole, massaging it with my assmuscles. I heard him gasp in pleasure. He helped by pushing up into me from underneath, getting some great action going between us. He stroked my chest with one hand, pinching and working my hard nipples, while firmly grasping my sticky wet cock and pumping it with his other hand. He raised himself off his shoulders to kiss my neck and my back, sometimes adding little licks with the tip of his tongue that sent shivers through me. I knew I wouldn't last long. I was going up and down on him while he drove up deep inside my creamy ass. I felt little drops of precum from my cock landing all over my belly as he jerked that shaft, bringing it closer to orgasm. I was moaning wordlessly, gasping as his cock fucked me again and again. "Yes ... yes ...." I could feel an orgasm building inside me like nothing yet, building from both my cock and my hole. I heard Sean's little cries as he pushed it into me, felt his cock stab me and pull out a little, stab me and pull out. I felt it in my chode now, shooting up through me. He was rolling one long hard nipple between his fingers, lighting it on fire. It was coming through my balls now. He pumped my cock, his rough little palm lubed just enough by my precum to reach perfection, as my ass slammed down on his own stabbing cock and grabbed it. In my cock .... I felt my assmuscles practically castrate my baby brother as I let out a long yell. All my senses overloaded. My cock throbbed, but nothing came out. Then it shot a long string of pearly cream all the way to my nipple. I shot a huge flying load over my shoulder, spattering it, and I knew I'd just hit Sean in the face. Then again. The hollow of my throat was suddenly a pool of sizzling cum. My whole body was coming, every nerve was melting down. I heard myself screaming in a voice that wasn't mine. I covered my belly in fresh cum, long streaks and thick puddles that just kept shooting out of my cock that Sean mercilessly kept jacking off for all he was worth. In my orgasming, pulsating asshole I felt his own tool let go and fill me with another flood of thick teenage jism. Finally, at some point, we both shuddered to an end, still squirting the last dregs of juice from our emptied balls. With all the strength I had left I pushed myself off his cock. He was still totally hard. Again I felt his thick cum pour out of me. I leaned back to kiss him, his beautiful face spattered with my cum, and bent over his hard tool to suck off the thick cum that covered his rod. His cum and my ass-sweat made a sauce I couldn't get enough of. Then he did something I couldn't believe. He pulled my creamy ass down onto his face - I could feel his soft cheeks covering themselves in the cum that coated my thighs - and tongued me again, licking our mingled sauce out of me. Wow! My own baby brother was eating his own cum outta me! His soft wet licking tongue took the sting out of my sore ass. Finally, our fun finished, we collapsed in each other's arms and drenched ourselves in each other's juices, making out and recovering from our awesome fuck. My baby brother looked so happy, so ... satisfied. TO BE CONTINUED -------------------- Next week: A new Cedric flashback!