Date: Wed, 15 Apr 2020 12:27:29 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Brother Joe (Full Circle with Joe (1)

This is a partly fictional story about a younger brother getting what he
always secreted wanted. His older brothers fat dick.
Partly fictional and partly true facts of an encounter I had with my big
bro when i was in my teens.

Its an almost rewrite to the 'Brother Joe' story I wrote many years ago.
Just alot more detail.
Now he is not gay. But the incident that's part of the earlier part of
this story did happen. So I hope you all enjoy it.
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Brother Joe (Full Circle with Joe (1)

  'I can't believe that he is here in my house' I pondered. After so many
years of no contact, no letters and no phone calls. Our lives separated
by years and miles for so long.
But after his recent divorce and his ex wife taking him for everything, I
imagined he would need someplace to go.
I am talking about my brother Joe. Joe was my senior by 6 years. My
parents only had the two of us and I was good with that. I used to
idolize him. Thought he was the coolest guy in the world. But as my youth
changed to my teens I had realized that my idolization wasn't that at
all. My feeling towards him was more in the line of desire and lust.

"My brother is a stud" I had once said

And it was true. He had been the hottest guy in My youth. My brother Joe
was medium height and built well. Average body and thick legal. A
striking swarthy face with dark hair and mustache and was just plainly a
ladies man. He had girlfriends left and right chasing after him.
And I knew why. Other than the fact that Joe was a good looking guy. He
had a big dick.

"Out shiit!" I remember saying when I first saw it.

Joe had a big cock that he always seemed to be displaying around the
house. Whether moving from the bathroom to the bedroom we shared when
kids nude or just walking around in the skimpiest briefs a man could out
on. And believe you me, they left little to the imagination.
It was about the time he was 17 or so that I realized I was not like
other boys. I knew I would look at boys differently than girls.
Especially my brother. And every time I saw him in those briefs I almost
lost it. And as in our parents place before was small. 2 bedrooms and 1
bath, he and I shared one of the rooms. And we shared that room until he
moved out at 22.
We had bunk beds. Me on top and him on the bottom. So I would look down
at him at night as he slept. And man was he a sleeper. Once Joe was out
it took either morning or an explosion to get him up.

"He is barely covered" I would whisper to myself as I gazed down at the
near naked body of him below.

We had those cool L-shaper bunks. So I could see from his chest down if I
looked down at him. He would always go to bed in just underwear and as he
was covered most of the time I didn't see the bulge that I would see when
he walked around the room. That big full pouch of fat uncut cock and big
nuts he possessed. Every time I saw him stand there in the room, my eyes
would trace the shape and fullness of that bulge. Licking my gay ass lips
in my want to get at the prize under them.

"Biggest fucking bulge man." I huffed in adoration
"Bigger than underwear models"

What was interesting though was I was actually more fascinated with the
bulge he displayed more so than the dick I knew he had. I guess that made
me a dude with a bulge fetish. I found guys bulges freaking awesome and
sexy. In pants and shorts and especially underwear.
I used to love looking at those the weekly circulars that had sales at
the stores. The hot models in underwear had me going all the time. I
would save them just to look at those bulges. To gaze at them longingly.

"Joe's is the biggest and best bulge though" I would say
"So much bigger and fuller"

And that was true. None compared to Joe's big meaty bulge. It was the
bulge of all bulges to me. And I wanted to see it all the time. Just to
see how he fill up those seemingly small briefs he always wore.
And sometimes I would actually crawl out of bed when he was uncovered and
just sit there looking at his fantastic bulge as he slept. Just sit there
in the dark with just the lights from the moon outside. Cascading a soft
glow over that lump in his briefs. Or if he fell asleep and left his
small lamp on. Then I would get a grand view of the bulge of my greatest
fantasies.

"God that is awesome" I would say
"One day I will touch it. Just touch it"

Then there were the nights that Joe would wait until he thought I was
sleeping. He would pull out a dirty magazine he kept in a box under his
bed. And then my brother would jerk off.

"Bro are you up?" he would ask in the darkness.

And when he assumed I was asleep he would click on the small lamp on the
small nightstand next to his bed under me. So I would see the glow of it
as I gazed back at the wall. Then I would hear him huffing and grunting
as he neared inevitable. Then he would sigh a heavy sigh. Once I was able
to peer down and see the fast movement of the sheets as he pulled on
himself. But that was the extent of my viewing of his self play. The up
and down pudding of the sheets until he would make a sound and have to
get up and move to the bathroom to finish. I would pull back and feign
sleep again.

"Pull that fucker" I mouthed as I watched for those brief moments before
i had to pull back up. I didn't want to be caught staring.

Then when he was out and snored I would look down at him via the lights
from the moon outside the window. Seeing his naked chest and his hands on
his lower body. How I wanted to pull back the sheets and see the object
if my lust.
I know I probably could have as he slept like a stone. But never could
get up the balls to do so. I was always afraid that he would some how
wake up because it was me. Then he would just kick my ass all over the
place.

"Fuck" I said as I looked down at him
"Wanna see it"
"Wanna fucking see it"

I wanted to get a long and loving gander at that tube steak between his
meaty thighs. The thing I had only seen in glances as he stepped out of
the bathroom after shower, or while he peed as I showered, or if I was in
the room and he came in with only a towel around his waist. The lump of
his log pressed to the terry cloth. And he would drop the towel and grab
some tiny briefs and then stuff his junk into them. Then hefting his big
package to make sure it looked good as he stood there getting dressed.
Looking at himself in the mirror almost adoringly.

"Shit. Look at it" I said at the soft uncut slab
"And those nuts are big too"

I licked at my lips as he was not looking and felt my dick throb in my
shorts again at the sight. Knowing he was gonna go out later and try and
get some play and pussy.
My brother was a horn dog for sure. And he mostly scored. But it was when
he didn't that I got my show at night. It was that time I looked forward
to. Him jerking off below me to pleasure himself as he had to get off
from being horny that night.

"Stupid girl" I would say
"I would never say no to that".
"Never".....
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To be continued