Date: Fri, 11 Feb 2005 19:19:03 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: MY BROTHER'S RAUNCH

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MY BROTHER'S RAUNCH
By RimPig   2005

"Holy FUCK! What the FUCK are DOING?!" the booming voice of my 18 year old,
older brother ricocheted off the tile walls of the bathroom.

What I was doing, was lying in the bathtub, pissing all over myself - a
most sensual and enjoyable activity which I'd discovered about six months
before. I had been drinking huge amounts of water all day just so I would
have a very full bladder to create a huge supply of hot boy-piss to drench
myself with.

My fascination with piss all started one morning soon after my sixteenth
birthday when I woke up late one morning with a morning woodie that
wouldn't go down for shit and a bladder that threatened to explode all over
my bed if I didn't take a piss. I ran to the bathroom but I knew that there
was no fucking way I was going to get my hardon to soften without jacking
off so I quick hopped into the bathtub/shower, turned on the water, soaped
up my hard seven uncut inches and started to pound out a load.

Did you ever try to jack off when you had to piss so bad you can't stand
it? Well, for me, it wasn't happening. I couldn't get off because of the
pain my bladder was causing me. I didn't figure that I could piss through a
hardon but, then again, I'd never tried before. I stopped jacking on my
cock and just kind of held it there, trying to relax the muscles so that I
could release the pressure on my bladder and let go. It took a couple of
minutes, but before I knew it, a huge blast of hot, yellow piss came
shooting out of my cock.

Now, I should tell you, my cock has a hella curve to it and, when the piss
blasted out of my cockhead, it sprayed all over my upper chest - some of it
even getting on my chin and lips.  Without even thinking, I licked my lips,
tasting my own piss for the first time. The taste was salty but it was such
a raunchy thing to do that I instantly loved it. The rest of my hot piss
fountained out of my cock all over me and what with the smell of it, that
was almost as raunchy, so, I loved that, too!

You see, I'd made some major discoveries about myself over the last few
years. The first major one was that I wasn't the least bit interested in
girls. I was gay - queer as a three dollar bill - and was really into other
guys - especially other guys like me. Guys who like being guys, who liked
doing 'guy' things like playing sports (especially rough contact sports
like football and wrestling) and just hanging with other guys. And since
guys tend to be a little gross - liking belching contests and piss contests
and farting contests, well...I was really into those things as well.

Actually, I've discovered that I'm even grosser than most of the guys I
hang with because I really get into some pretty raunchy stuff like the
smells that come from my sweaty, unwashed butt and crotch and underarms. I
also love the smell and taste of the raunchy smegma that my uncut cock
produces in great quantity - especially if I let it build up for a couple
of days. I love the taste of my own cum and then I discovered piss!

Now, to be honest, I didn't really want to piss on myself or eat my own cum
or my own smegma or smell my own butt for that matter! I just didn't have
any other choice! What I really wanted was to have another guy piss on me,
let me eat his smegma and snort his butt-funk. But, you see, being in high
school, I didn't dare! Even as a major jock, I couldn't get away with bein'
that kinky without everybody finding out about it and then my rep would be
down the fuckin' toilet. I'd be a "fuckin' fag" and I might as well quit
high school because I'd never live through the two more years before
graduation.

Besides, and here comes the really sick part (like the previous stuff was
nothing in comparison!)  there is only one guy that I really want to do all
that with - one guy who's cock I'd love to suck, ass I'd love to snort and
eat, piss I'd love to drink and raunchy smegma I'd love to lick out of the
hood of his uncut eight in cock - my own brother, DJ. The very person who
was now standing over the bathtub where my cock continued to piss it's
golden stream all over my chest and abs.

Fuck! This wasn't supposed to happen! My parents would be at work and not
be home until at least 5:30 or 6:00p.m. and fucking DJ was supposed to be
at the fucking library doing some fucking research paper that he told my
parents about this morning at breakfast! He fucking wasn't supposed to be
home for hours so I had figured it was perfectly safe to lay here, jack
off, eat my cum and then piss all over myself for 'dessert'. Instead, DJ
had come busting into our bathroom without even knocking! I fucked up by
not locking the fucking door!

At that point, I really didn't know what to say. I mean, it was fucking
obvious what the fuck I was doing so I didn't figure that DJ really wanted
an answer to that question. I think he more wanted to know 'why' I was
doing it and maybe how long his brother had been a fucking pervert.

I suppose at this point, I should describe DJ and it will give you some
idea of exactly why I had the hots for my own brother. First of all, DJ is
a jock, just like me only, because he was two years older with two more
years of working out and two more years of growth, he was also four inches
taller than my 5'10" - that being 6'2" - and with the muscular development
that I strove very hard to attain but hadn't quite achieved as yet. He had
dark brown hair with intense green eyes, like my own. His body, with all
the magnificent muscle definition including huge pecs and guns, an eight-
pack and thick thighs, was covered with a light dusting of dark hair -
especially across his chest with a 'treasure trail that went down from
there, across his abs and down into his thick pubic bush. He also had a
light dusting of dark hair on his muscular 'bubble-butt' and a thick
well-spring of dark hair that showed in the crack of his ass. I had not
managed to develop anything but a few hairs in the middle of my pecs but my
heavy pubic bush and tick underarm hair told me that I would soon become as
hairy as my big brother (and my Dad, which is where we both got it.)

I might also note that DJ was not only the star quarterback of the football
team that I was a lowly back-up tight end on but a championship wrestler as
well. DJ is the "ultimate campus jock" at our high school, drooled over by
all the girls and even some of the guys (when nobody was looking) but there
is one other thing about DJ which I can't explain - DJ is a fucking pig!

While I understood why I had a less than fastidious personal hygiene
(loving the raunchy scents of my body as I do, it's hard for me to be at
all interested in washing them off - except maybe with my piss!) DJ seems
even less concerned than I am. While it's normal for a teenage boy's room
to be a mess, DJ's was a pig-sty that stank worse than a locker room! It
smelled of sweat, dried cum, piss and farts - not unlike my own room. The
jockstraps that he wore to work out in were so filthy, I doubt they had
ever been washed and I knew for a fact that he had to wear his white cotton
briefs at least 5-6 days at a time, considering all the 'pecker tracks' and
skid marks in them!

How would I know all this, you might ask? Because for the last two years,
I've been sneaking into DJ's room when he isn't around and swiping his jock
and used underwear to snort and suck on while I jack off. (Hey! I told you
I was a perv!). Luckily, because DJ is such a slob, there were dirty
jockstraps and underwear thrown all over the floor and there was no way he
actually knew how many were down there. I could swipe one or two of his
more 'fragrant' pieces of intimate wearing apparel, use them for a couple
of days and then throw them back on his floor and grab more 'freshly
soiled' ones without him ever being the wiser. Through them, I became
intimately familiar with my incredibly gorgeous, masculine brother's more
intimate body scents.

No, DJ never caught on to what a fucking little perv his younger brother is
- until today!

"Answer me! What the FUCK are you doing?!" he screamed again.

"What the fuck does it look like I'm doing?!" I screamed back in
exasperation.

Well, you ask a silly question....

"It looks like you're fuckin' pissin' on yourself!" DJ said, his eyes wide
in what looked like complete shock.

"Yeah...well...that exactly what I'm doin'." I said, much more quietly, my
voice trailing off in shame at being caught.


"You...uhh...you like bein' pissed on, bro?" he asked, and I noted a change
in his voice as well.

It seemed like he was curious - more, it seemed like he was interested in
what I was doing.

"Yeah. I love it, DJ." I admitted sheepishly.

My dick had stopped pissing at this point and for some reason I was getting
harder by the second - which was the major reason that my piss stream had
stopped.

DJ looked down at me with what I could swear was a very horny smirk on his
face.

"Well...I need to take a wicked piss. You want it?" he asked, smirking at
me.

Now it was my turn to stare in shock! DJ was offering to make one of my
favorite and raunchiest fantasies come true! He was offering to piss on me!

"Fuck, yeah!" I exclaimed.

DJ unbuttoned his jeans, letting them slide down his hips. I noticed that
he wasn't wearing underwear today as he took his thick, hooded cock in his
hand. He looked down at me and grinned.

"Where do you want it, bro?" he asked.

"All over me!" I assured him.

It took him a little time to get his piss to come out. I mean, I guess it
was difficult havin' somebody watchin' you piss and layin' there waiting
for it. But within moments, DJ's cock started spraying me with a thick,
heavy flow of my brother's bladder brew. He hit my chest first, splattering
it all over my face while he was at it and then moved the stream down my
body to my cock and balls. I was jackin' on my hard cock while he did and
the feeling of his hot piss hitting my cock as I jacked off was beyond
wonderful!

He then moved his stream back up my body. I think he really wanted to piss
on my face but was a little reluctant to do it. I made it easy for him by
opening my mouth wide and sticking out my tongue, letting him know where I
really wanted it. He looked at me questioningly, like 'are you sure?' but
when I nodded at him, he just shrugged and aimed his piss stream right at
my mouth.

His piss was hot and salty. More, his stream really was strong! There was a
lot more pressure behind it than I had noticed from my own. It was only
later that I figured out that he was pissing 'down', with the pull of
gravity, while I had always been pissing 'up', against gravity which took a
lot of the power out of my stream.

I started gulping down his piss and he looked at me in shock as I drank his
golden nectar.  Figuring that I had nothing to lose at this point, I
decided to do what I had always really wanted to do. I rose up in the tub
until I was sitting up and then wrapped my lips around his still pissing
cock and began drinking his hot piss straight from the 'tap'. He let go of
his cock and just stood there, pissing down my throat and watching me drink
his piss. My eyes looked up and our eyes locked on one another as I
continued to drink down all his hot, golden piss.

"Yeah! Drink my fuckin' piss, bro! Drink all that fuckin' hot piss! I've
got lots for you!" he growled as I continued to drink until he had no more
piss to give me.

But I wasn't done! Not by a long shot!

I next began sucking gently on his cock while I slowly slid my tongue
beneath the hood of his foreskin, searching for what I prayed I would find
there - my brother's raunchy 'cock-cheese'. I figured with his piggish
ways, he was not better at cleaning out his hood than I was. And I was
right. There was a veritable 'cheese factory' under that hood! Lots and
lots of thick, creamy, raunchy smegma which I lost no time in licking
out. The raunchy treat hit my tongue and the rancid vapors rose up in my
nose and I was in pig heaven, sucking out all my brother's stinkin' cheese.

DJ moaned as my tongue continued to lick under his hood and he grabbed the
back of my head to hold my mouth on his cock. I guess he didn't realize
that there was no fucking chance of me letting go until all that raunch was
gone!

"Oh, fuck, yeah! Eat my fuckin' smegma! Lick out all that fuckin's cheese,
you fuckin' nasty boy!" DJ maoned.

Once I had eaten all he had, I slid his hood back with my lips and began
sucking on this thick, nasty cock. God! It tasted so good! Sweaty, raunchy
and, as my nose got closer, I could really smell the raunchy, sweaty
stinking fumes of his unwashed groin. I was taking deep snort of his stink
while continuing to slide his cock in and out of my mouth, going deeper on
it with each thrust of my head.

"Oh, fuck! Brian! Where the fuck did you learn to suck cock like that?!
Yeah! Suck it, man! Suck my fuckin' cock!" he groaned.

I continued to suck on him for a few more minutes but I didn't want him
cumming - not just yet. I might never get him in the right mood to do this
again and I wanted desperately to get to two other places on his body that
I had dreamed of.

I slipped off his cock and immediately buried my nose in his raunchy
balls. The huge, hair-covered orbs were the size of hen eggs and stank like
DJ hadn't showered in days! I loved the raunch of them. Better yet, when I
stuck out my tongue and started licking them, the taste of them almost had
me losing my cum load against the side of the tub. The tasted of sweat,
musk and dried piss and I loved the combination. I chewed on the sack and
heard DJ moaning above me.

"Yeah! Lick my balls! Yeah, suck on those stinkin' nuts!" he moaned.

I would have loved to have done so for the next three or four hours but
there was one place I wanted more than any other. But that was going to
take some maneuvering. I looked up from DJ's crotch, letting his balls fall
from my mouth.

"DJ, I wanna eat you butt, man! Please! Lemme lick your fuckin' ass!" I
begged.

He looked at me in shock but then grinned.

"It's dirty, Brian. You sure you want it?" he asked, smirking at me.

"Fuck, yeah! Please, DJ, sit on my face! Lemme eat out your fuckin' hole!
I'll clean it for you!" I swore.

"Fuck!" was all he answered.

I lay back in the tub while DJ kicked off his sneakers and then pulled off
his pants and t-shirt so that he was naked. He stepped into the tub and
planted his feet on each side of my hips. As I looked up, I could see his
strong, broad, muscular back as it tapered down to his fur-covered, bubble
butt. Then he began to squat down and I watched in anticipation as his butt
crack began to spread open as his ass came closer and closer to my face.

Fuck! It stank!  I could smell it from a foot away! DJ wasn't lyin' about
it bein' dirty! No wonder he had all those fuckin' skid marks in his
fuckin' briefs! I don't think that he took any more care at wipin' his ass
than he did cleanin' out his fuckin' hood. But the heavy aroma of his butt
was like an aphrodisiac to me! I moved my nose up and down his crack,
snortin' the funky scents of his butt. As many times as I'd run my finger
down my own sweaty, less-than-clean butt trench, I'd never smelled anything
this intense before. But, then again, I realized, that was always 'second
hand' - what I could smell on my finger. I'd never smelled my ass - or
anybody else's for that matter - 'up close and personal' like this!

I reached up and grabbed his hips, pulling his butt close and closer to my
face until my nose was literally buried in his steamy ass-crack. I pressed
my nose right against his fuckin' hole, breathing deep of the stink I found
there. I loved it! It turned me on like nothin' ever had before. My cock
was rock hard and leakin' cock-snot all over my abs by that point.

"Yeah! Smell my butt! You like that stink, bro? Talk to me! Tell me what
you're smellin'!" DJ growled.

"Oh, fuck! DJ! You butt smells! It fuckin' stinks! It stinks so GOOD, BRO!"
I groaned.

"Yeah! You like that stink, don'tcha, bro?! You love that fuckin' stink! Go
on! Taste my stink, bro! Lick out my fuckin' stinkin' hole! Come on! Taste
my fuckin's ass!" DJ growled.

My tongue came out and I did exactly what he said. I started to lick up and
down the trench of his sweaty, nasty, stinkin' ass! The taste was bitter
and tangy and my tongue reveled in it! My nose reveled in what I could
smell and my fuckin' tongue was lickin' as hard as I could against the
walls of his ditch to gather as much of his stink as I could. The hair in
his trench began to burn my tongue, I was lickin' so hard against it.

Finally, I focused my tongue on the soft wrinkled skin of his hole. I
licked at the gummy, greasy opening to his shit-chute and pressed against
it with my tongue. I locked my lips around his hole and began to suck on
it, drawing the filthy ass-lips into my mouth. Slowly, his hole began to
give way and my tongue began to slide up inside. I was licking out the
inside of his ass! The taste up inside of him was even more intense and
dark than his crack had been. I could taste the tang of his ass juice and
could hear DJ's moans as he got off on my tonguing out his hole.

"Yeah! That's it! Eat me out, bro! Eat out my fuckin' ass! You like eatin'
me, don'tcha! You like suckin' on my fuckin' butt! Yeah, don't stop! Eat me
fuckin' out!" he groaned as he pressed his ass farther down on my face and
began to grind his ass on me.

All of a sudden, I felt DJ's hand grab hold of my cock and start strokin'
it! I couldn't believe it!  Not only was I eating out my brother's stinkin'
hole - he was fuckin' playin' with my boner! I felt him moving over me and
the next thing I knew, my cock was suddenly surrounded with this warm
wetness and feelings started shooting through my cock like I'd never felt
before in my entire life!  It took me a moment to figure out what the fuck
was going on - DJ had bent over and was suckin' my fuckin' cock! My big,
butch, football-player-wrestler brother was fuckin' sucking my dick!

I groaned into DJ's ass at the feelings he was causing in me. I was rapidly
getting to the point where I was going to shoot my load when DJ pulled off
my cock and grabbed hold of my legs. I couldn't understand what the fuck he
was doing?! He pulled my legs back and tucked them under his arms. The next
thing I knew, I was hearing deep breaths and I could feel like 'air' moving
against my now exposed asshole!

It couldn't be! No! That was impossible! I could almost swear that DJ was
smelling my ass! I no more had that thought and, all of a sudden, I heard
DJ growl deep in his throat and the next thing I knew, I could feel
something rough and wet sliding through the crack of my ass! Then I knew!
DJ was LICKING MY ASS!!!

This was too much! I could feel my brother's tongue moving up and down my
trench and then I could feel his mouth lock around my fuckin' hole and
begin sucking on my ass-lips. His tongue began to force its way inside me
and I groaned up into his ass as I felt his tongue begin to lick out mine!
The feelings of having my ass eaten while eating his were just too intense!
I couldn't take it for long! I pulled my face out of DJ's butt and
screamed.

"I'M GONNA CUM! DJ! BRO! I'M GONNA CUM!"

At this point, DJ pulled off my cock - just in time. He reached between his
legs and pushed his cock back towards my mouth. I got the message. I
instantly gobbled it into my mouth and started sucking on it. His cock-snot
was flooding my mouth with it's salty-sweetness and I gulped it down as I
tried to take more and more of his cock in my mouth. I felt him suck down
on my dick again and we were 69ing there in the tub. I knew I was gonna
blow and from the stiffness and the expanding of his cock, I figured he was
close to it as well. I groaned around his cock and let go, my cum shooting
out of my cock and into DJ's mouth. I heard him gulping it down when
suddenly, my mouth started to fill with an explosion of his cum. Bolt after
bolt of his creamy spoonge slid down my throat and into my stomach. I loved
the taste - sweet, salty and with a pungency.

We kept sucking on each other's cock's as they softened. Then, without
warning, DJ started pissing in my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed, tasting
the golden yellow piss. However, at the same time, I could feel my
interrupted piss from earlier pressing on my bladder and I let go. I
figured if DJ was willing to piss down my throat, maybe he would like to
try my piss. Evidently he did because he was swallowing my piss just a
quickly as I was swallowing his!

When we were both dry, DJ pulled off my cock, stood up and turned
around. Then he came back down, kneeling over me and pressed his mouth to
mine in a deep kiss. I was more shocked by this than anything that had
happened! My brother wasn't licking out my ass, sucking my cock or drinking
my piss! He was kissing me!

I could taste my piss in his mouth as I'm sure he could taste his piss in
mine. I groaned at the feeling of the kiss and at the idea of tasting our
combined piss and my brother! I didn't know what was happening but,
whatever it was, I was going with it.

DJ finally pulled away from my mouth and looked down at me grinning.

"So, now you know. I'm as fuckin' raunchy as you are. So you can stop
stealing my jocks and underwear. You wanna smell my stink, lick my butt or
drink my piss - just ask!"

And saying this, he got up, grabbed his clothes and walked off to his
room. I lay there for a few more minutes, putting together just exactly
what had just happened! Then I got up, walked down the hall to DJ's
room. He was laying on his bed, naked, on his back. He looked up at me.

"Can I have some more of your butt?" I asked.

DJ just grinned and pulled his legs back to his chest.

"Have at it, bro!" he growled.

THE END OF MY BROTHER'S RAUNCH

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