Date: Sat, 16 Apr 2011 17:42:33 -0700 (PDT) From: nic jones Subject: My Brother's Dick! (Part 2) You must be of legal age in order to read the following story. If you find male/male sex and/or incest offensive please read no further. Any comments about the following story can be made by emailing me at nicnacpwac@yahoo.com My Brother's Dick! (Part 2) From that point on I often wondered whether or not my brother was awake the whole time. And what he thought of me if he was. But I just couldn't get the thought of his big cock out of my mind. It was in the back of my mind almost constantly. I savored the memory but I wanted more. I noticed my brother got a little more brazen with his nudity. He walked around in our bedroom totally nude all the time now. He said clothes were too restictive. I wondered if he knew what it was doing to me. Or even if he was deliberately trying to tease me. He would find excuses to walk over in my direction with his big dick swinging freely and always had a grin on his face when he did. I found myself wanting to be in the bedroom whenever he was home just so I wouldn't miss a glimpse of his big red cock. One day he emerged from the shower wrapped in just a towel. I was sitting on the edge of my bed reading when he came over to my bed and removed the towel. He lifted one leg up on the bed and proceed to slowly dry himself off while giving me a very close-up cock show. I tried not to look. But he was so close to me with his big beautiful pinkish dick that soon I couldn't help myself. I just stared directly at his dick as if in a trance. He looked at me and laughed. He asked me if I thought he had a nice dick. I managed to mumble out a yes. He asked if I like his big balls too. Again I managed a yes. Then he asked if I enjoyed sucking on his dick the other night. I was caught very off guard when he asked that. I didn't know what to say. He laughed again and said "by the way you were licking and sucking on it I'd have to say you liked it a lot!" My own little dick jumped out of my pants when he said that! He walked over and stood with his now semi-erect cock just inches from my face. He whispered "suck it again little bro. After all you're a dicksucker now!" I must say the insult did nothing to stop me. I nervously leaned forward and planted my lips around his big spongy dickhead once again. It felt just as good as I remembered it. He said "that's a good little dicksucker" Drain my balls again you faggot!" Suddenly that's what I knew I was. A dicksucker and a faggot. And I loved it. I ran my tongue all over his dick like it was an ice cream cone. I bobbed and sucked and licked like a good little faggot. Soon he was oozing lots of precum and I greedily lapped up every sweet drop. Then he grabbed my head and started slowly fucking my mouth yet again. And in just a few minutes he was feeding me the delicious creamy sperm I so craved. When he finished pumping his load into my cum hungry mouth he pulled it out, looked at me and said "way to suck my cock faggot!' and walked away. I guess I should have been insulted but strangely it almost seemed like a compliment to me. I smiled rather proadly when I thought that not once but twice I had gotten my big brother's cock hard and made him cum. Not to mention the fact that I so LOVED doing it. So if that made me a faggot I was happy to be one. In fact I wanted to go and shout it from a rooftop! My brother was never the same after that. He had no modesty at all. Whenever he was horny, which was all the time, he would just come over and drop his pants in front of me and whip out his big dick. Knowing I couldn't resist. And I certainly didn't. I was sucking his big dick and licking his tight heavy balls almost every day. When we missed a day I would go into cock withdraw. I began to actually need cum. And lucky for me he would always cum in mouthfuls! I didn't feel quite right with out my rather large daily dose of his gooey protein! My brother then started to get off on getting me to blow him in all sorts of various places. And I mean everywhere he could possibly think of. For example he had me suck him off in our dad's car, in the bushes in our front yard, on the edge of our swimming pool, in a dressing room at a department store and even on a park bench just to name a few. I think he liked the possibilty of getting caught. I must admit that though I was nervous it was a turn-on for me as well. I loved sucking his cock so much I would do it anywhere he wanted me to. And eventually I stopped worrying about getting caught all together. In fact in a way I kind of wanted to. Maybe I wanted to let everyone know how much I loved being on my knees sucking his big dick. I'm not sure why. But I grew to worship my brothers beautiful dick and wouldn't have minded showing a few people just how much I loved it and how good at sucking it I had become. Then one day he brought three of his friends home with him. We were all in our bedroom when I saw him whispering to them while all four of them were peering in my direction. And I knew things were about to change! If you have any comments or questions I would love to hear from you at nicnacpwac@yahoo.com I love viewing your pics as well! Nic