Date: Tue, 3 Apr 2018 23:10:57 -0400 From: jdhef djfhedf Subject: Dreams Come True- 2 It had been over a week since I sucked my older brother's dick for the first time. Every day, sometimes more than once a day, I was jerking off to the mental images: Troy's groans of pleasure, his sweaty chest heaving, his shaky voice warning me that he was about to cum in my mouth. It was Friday night, and I had just gotten home a little after 2 a.m. All the lights were off in the house, and I could tell that my parents were asleep. I headed for my room, but on the way I noticed that Troy's door was still open. As I walked past, I couldn't believe what I saw: under the covers, I could see Troy's hand pumping up and down at a rapid pace. The light from his TV illuminated his face, which was focused intently on his strokes. I couldn't help but stare, until his eyes darted to meet mine. Quickly, I looked away and started towards my room, but I heard Troy whisper "Wait, come back!" This couldn't be real. I wasn't dumb, I knew where this was gonna lead. "I helped you out last timeÉ. Now I need your help. Close the door," he said. I did as I was told and headed for his bed, where he was now sitting up against his head board. "I don't wanna freak you out, James, but I've been thinking of that blowjob all week, and jacking off just isn't the same," he said. "You liked it that much, huh?" I asked. He laughed, "It was the best one I've ever gotten, no joke!" I got up and turned the light on. "You think mom and dad would be okay with us doing this again?" "Definitely not," he said, "It took a hell of a lot of convincing the first time." "Well, you better keep it down then," I said, and his face lit up in a mixture of happiness and lust. Troy went to pull his shirt off his head but I quickly stopped him. "WaitÉ I wanna do it this time," I said, and I grabbed the hem of his shirt, slowly revealing the chest that had been ingrained in my memory all week. I started sucking on his neck, and to my surprise, he didn't stop me. I continued down his body, licking each nipple and following his faint trail down to the waistband of his boxers. Before long, I was deepthroating him. As I sucked, his groans started getting louder. "JamesÉ gettingÉ.fuckÉ..getting close," he moaned. I worked his dick better than I had before, and as his dick began spurting he was releasing moan after moan, expletive after expletive. Fearing he was being loud, I placed my palm over his mouth to stifle the moans. As he came down from his orgasm and I pulled off his dick, Troy said "Dude, you're a natural at that." I laughed as I got my bearings, said goodnight, and headed to sleep. - More than a year has passed since I sucked Troy off for the first time. What started off as practice lead to a lifestyle. Neither of us could get enough. I sucked him off everywhere; at home, in his car in deserted parking lots, in our Aunt's bathroom during Thanksgiving dinner: we went at it wherever and whenever we could. He never returned the favor, but somehow that made things hotter for me. He was my older brother, he held all the power, and I was simply there to pleasure him. While the blowjobs were amazing, and I never got tired of hearing him yell "FUCK, JAMES!" as he came down my throat, I still wanted more. My dreams were coming true, and I needed to take this to the next level. So one day, during the summer, my parents were outside on the deck and I was feeling particularly horny. I walked into Troy's room, where he was laying on his bed in shorts and a t- shirt. He knew what I wanted. "Now, man? We're gonna have to be quick, they can come inside at any time," he said. "Nah, I'm not really in the mood to suck dick right now," I said, climbing into his bed. He looked confused. "ThenÉ what are you in the mood for?" I kneeled over him, putting a leg on each side of his body, then firmly planted my ass directly on top of his dick. "This," I said as I ground my ass into his soft dick. Troy laughed. "Jesus, James! Okay, stop man, you're gonna get me hard!" "That's the plan," I said, feeling Troy's erection slowly growing in his shorts, pressing into my ass. He went to sit up, but I placed my hands on his chest, pushing him into the bed and grinding even harder. "Seriously James, not now," he said but I only went harder. His dick was at full attention, and there was no way I was stopping now. "JamesÉ." He said. I could see his face flushing, being overcome with lust. "Stop, seriously." "Or what?" I asked. His face was like I had never seen it before; it showed a mixture of complete lust, but also anger, and suddenly his hands were on my waist, picking me up and flipping us over so I was on my stomach and he was kneeling over me. I looked back and saw Troy pulling off his shirt, and wondered with excitement where this was going. My answer came fast, as Troy began grinding his hard dick on my ass through our shorts. "Fuck, Troy!" I said, the feeling of his cock rubbing against my clothed ass cheeks was everything. He didn't respond, and instead continued to hump my ass harder, only letting out a series of low, throaty grunts. I couldn't believe how rough he was being with me, but I absolutely loved it. After a few minutes of going at my ass, I could feel his thrusts growing sloppier, and I felt the familiar feeling of his dick shooting ropes of cum against my ass. This caused me to shoot off in my own shorts. As he thrusted through his high, Troy came off me and flopped down on the bed next to me, chest heaving just like that first time. "JamesÉ." He said through shaky breaths, "I-I don't know what came over me. I'm so sorry" I had to laugh at that. I don't know what came over him either. Usually, Troy is a nice, quiet guy: I had never seen him act so rough with anybody, let alone me. "Dude, why are you apologizing? That was fucking awesome!" I said through my own breaths. He smiled and looked at me. "It was, huh?" Staring into his eyes, I almost leaned in and kissed him, when I heard the door to the deck open. "Fuck," Troy whispered, quickly throwing on his shirt and fixing up his hair as I leapt out of the bed, hoping the wet spot on my shorts wasn't too obvious. My dad appeared in the doorway. "You guys hungry?" he asked. We both nodded, "Okay, we're gonna eat soon." "Sounds good, Dad!" Troy said, and my Dad's eyes darted between both of us. I hoped he couldn't tell how flushed our faces were from our activities. Before saying anything else, Dad left. "Do you think he knew?" I said, panicking. "Nah, he had no clue," Troy said. "Where we were? Discussing my new favorite hobby?" Troy said, smiling. I smiled back. I had him exactly where I wanted.