Date: Sun, 18 Oct 2020 12:22:43 +0200
From: Chaim Utrecht <groeiutrecht@gmail.com>
Subject: Lasse Part 1

Lasse
Part 1
by Chaim
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Lasse
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"Morning Pim."

said my little brother Lasse as he walked naked into the bathroom. Lasse's
little penis was soft and I watched it wobbled as he walked in. My little
brother, looked realy like a cute little Viking this way. Viewing the small
boy from the back, I was again struck by his unblemished beauty, his firm
but substantial butt, and impossibly thin waist and his wonderful, rather
long wavy blonde hair. I smiled and remembered Craig words in the gym some
days ago. I complained about Grindr during the lockdown. Nobody seemed to
be interested in a date and a good fuck. My buddy looked amuzed at me,

"Well, I know a little guy who is just about ready to discover that he is
interested in your cock."

Craig is your typical jock. He is gay and loves do play soccer and the gym
which provided him with an amazing body that many girls throw themselves
at. My buddy is gay and isn't interested in them. He is never short on boys
who were dying to get laid by him. Every night he hits Grindr and the rest
of the time he has his cock burried deep in some willing ass, because he
was so hot no one can resist him. At least that was his story, but curious,
I asked him,

"Who's that?"

"Your kid brother,"

Craig said and I laughed,

"Lasse? Impossible, Lasse's is too young and he not gay."

"Maybe not yet, but I think he's got an inner side that's just waiting to
come out and I think you can help him."

Craig smiled at me and winked,

"Oh dear Pim, Lasse's just the right age, young enough to be curious, but
not old enough to figure things out by himself. He needs your support,
buddy! Your kid brother is as pretty as a girl, and I know you like that."

Well, I told him about my preference for younger teens and boys and I liked
them smooth and innocent. Craig teased me, challenged me and I wondered
what he knew about my little brother as he said,

"How can any boy be that pretty and not have a gay side to him? Lasse
worships you, you're his hero. Lasse loves you."

I knew Craig was right about how Lasse looked at me, the boy really did
admire me. I also knew, Craig was right about Lasse's good looks. My little
brother was really cute, he was pretty, and a little bit girlish with his
blonde long hair... but did he need me to sort things out?

I knew was first attracted to his nice shaped butt when I was in the
swimmingpool him when he was about nine or ten. I observed that those butt
cheeks were solid and perfectly formed. Just the right amount of bubble
butt to be attractive without being overdone. On occasion I would try to
get peaks at him in the shower without being too obvious in what I was
doing. Each peak yielded the same result, my little brother was a gorgeous,
perfectly formed young boy with his pre-development, hairless penis and
balls. I have to admit I loved those peaks, but never felt the urge to act
on it!



Now standing with my little brother in the bathroom I looked at Lasse and
saw he took position leaning against the double sink. He was pushing his
delicious butt cheeks out and waited for me to remove his butt plug. I
placed my hand against his soft but firm ass cheeks and started to caress
them. Doing so I was thinking back at my chat with Craig, how pretty Lasse
would look going down on my cock, sitting naked on my lap with my hard teen
cock up his boy pussy. I got hard at the thought of fucking my little
brother. I loved him, but thinking about this from Lasse's point of view,
that was impossible. Maybe Lasse was not gay at all, just girlish because
he was a young boy. Lasse was not going to go gay just because I wanted
him. But if he was gay, the best way was he find out from someone who loved
and cared for him. With a shock I returned to reality and mumbled
unconsciously,

"Wow, you know Lasse, whether you know it or not, you are one sexy kid."

Separating his butt cheeks, I worked the little black plug from him and
tossed it into the sink.

"Let me know when you are done,"

with that said, I walked to my room confused and horny. Lasse yelled back,

"I will!"

On my bed I couldn't think of anything but having Lasse naked on my lap,
pushing my hard teen cock into his cute little bottom. He was sitting on my
lap and facing me and his eyes widened. Realizing that he liked the
feeling, he wriggled around it made my cock feel really good. As he did, I
played with his erect little penis. Without warning Lasse wiggled around on
my lap and the feelings on my teen cock were fantastic! Oh my god what a
fantasy, what a dream to fuck my little brother. I stroked my cock, I was
so horny! My face was in a spasm, I was horny as hell. I wanted him, my
little brother's ass, to make me cum. I wanted more, not just my hand! but
now feeling my hand on my teen cock, thinking about his little ass, my
balls exploded. I trembled and I felt as my teen cock exploded. My cum
pumped out of my cock as my body trembled with heavy spasms. Oh fuck, my
sperm was on my face, my chest, on my belly... really everywhere.



I remember how this all started.

One night I watched some gay porno on my laptop. The handsome teen on the
screen growled and started to come. A blonde teen, a somewhat older version
of my little brother was sitting next to him pulled his spewing cock out
and the two drained their balls. I groaned and lifted my butt and shoved my
boxershorts below my balls. My hard and horny cock sprang out. I sat back,
not touching myself, just thinking about my little brother. Lasse was so
cute, so attractive, my cock bounced at the thought of his naked body, the
drooling head of my cock dripped on my stomach. I palmed my balls as I
closed my eyes and soon was on the edge.

I was primed and ready, it was only moments before I heard the familiar
sounds of Lasse playing in his own bedroom. I fought the ache in my loaded
balls, the urge to pump out my teen load and groaned. Oh, fuck, my little
brother was so close and nearly naked, if I could... and I lost the
battle. My cock jerked and was drooling pre-cum, I groaned and was dreaming
on, if I could hold Lasse tight to my body and feel him on my cock; I
fisted myself over the edge. In a second my teen balls exploded, jets of
cum splattered my chest and belly.

I shuddered with an aftershock, as my body twitched more slowly, easing
down. Finally, I quietly rose and my hand found my white hand towel. I
covered my spent cock with the hand towel and wiped myself dry. With a
satisfied sigh I smiled down and I just sat there as I wallow in my
afterglow.

That very moment my little brother came running into my room waring only
his white boy briefs. I quickly covered up and looked at the trembling
boy. Lasse panted,

"I need your help!"

My little brother looked a little embarrassed.

"There is nothing to be embarrassed about Lasse. Calm down, you are my
brother and I love you very much. There is nothing that you cannot tell
me."

the boy raised his eyebrows and looked at me intently,

"Well, okay, I need something, I need your help. I have having stomach and
constipation issues as the doctor puts it, and believe me, it was
embarrassing enough when the doctor put it in my butt."

I asked him calmly,

"So, you need your enema, what the problem?"

Deep down I wanted nothing more. I wanted to help him with this. This was
the perfect opportunity to come closer to his body and sexy little ass.

"Now Daddy and Mom are away for a month, I don't know how to do it myself."

I smiled, Well here it was. I had never been intimate with Lasse and
certainly never shoved anything up his cute little ass, now here I was
called on to do something that normally only a doctor or his parents did.

"Okay, I will help you, no problem,"

I said in a gentle voice.

"We'll do this in the bathroom. Meanwhile, can you get yourself there and
get undressed while I set up the enema stuff?"

Lasse looked at me surprised, maybe he just expected my instructions.

"Having you to help me is, you know...?"

I smiled,

"It's okay Lasse, I know what to do, you need your butt cleaned out. Why
don't you go get ready and I will be in there in a minute."

With that, my boy rushed off to the bathroom. I gave him a minute and then
got up and walked in to find him on his hands and knees in his white boy
briefs. I stood there and stared at him.

"Are you ready Lasse?"

I asked him. He just nodded his head and I saw that he was beginning to
breath more heavily. I reached for his little boy briefs and started to
slide them down his slim body. Lasse's ass was smooth, rounded and very
white, his cheeks were slightly separated and his little pink hole was
puckered shut. My breathe caught in my throat as I glanced over the rest of
him. Lasse's feet were clean and his long toes flexed out on the bathroom
floor. Above his glorious ass his back stretched forward, arched up to his
just filling out shoulders and a long neck connected to a his long wavy
blonde hair. Lasse's face was straight forward and unmoving. As Lasse's
pubic area slowly came into view, I noticed that his small penis was fully
erect, sticking out from his body like a miniature soldier at attention. It
was about as big around as my thumb, his small balls were in a tight, pink
little ball held close in between his legs.

I kneeled down beside him and shifted my now hard cock into a better
position in my boxershorts and with one hand I picked up the bottle
uncapping it. My other hand reached out to his tight ass and gently
caressed it. Pre-cum gushed out of my cock and soaked my boxershorts I
could feel it wetting my leg,

"Don't worry Lasse, it will be fine. Where is the lubricant?"

"I couldn't find it, Pim. Is there something else we can use?"

"Yes boy, but I can't lube the end of the bottle, I have to lube your
butt. Is that okay with you?"

"Whatever you need to do Pim."

With that said, I leaned over his small body and getting close enough to
his ass that I could smell his boy essence, I separated his cheeks farther
apart. Opening my mouth, I let some saliva leave my mouth and watched it
land on his crack. It slowly ran down his crack and as it reached his tiny
pucker, I reached out with my hand and using my index finger, I rubbed it
gently into his closed boy hole. Stretching it open slowly. I let more spit
out and pushed it even deeper into my boy getting a small moan from
him. After fingering his very tight hole until it loosened up, I brought
the enema up and inserted it into him, draining it. When the enema bag was
empty, I withdrew the enema and told my little brother,

"Hold it as long as you can and then let it go."

I used the palm of my hand on his abdomen, slowly massaging his smooth,
soft stomach, rubbing first in small circles around the belly button later
expanding the belly messages to larger circles around his navel, in a
clockwise direction and eventually rubbing near his penis. I watched him
jump up, so he could sit on the toilet, giving me my first view of my boy's
naked body that I haven't seen this way in years. Lasse was thin with light
muscle, a little gangly and not a hair anywhere on his body below his
ears. Lasse's penis was hanging softly over a nice sack of tight balls.

Standing up slowly with my hand hanging in front of my crotch to try to
hide my rampantly hard teen cock. I had to force myself to snap back into
the real world as to stop my imagination from taking him to the next
step. The step of desiring to have my little brother next to me in bed and
with that, he told Lasse,

"Okay boy, time to get ready for bed. Let me know if you need another
cleaning,"

and with that I was out the door, heading to my room. I was in need to
unload my aching balls, and inside my bedroom I stripped naked and lay on
my bed. Take it slow and make the fun last, was a good rule in this case. I
waited a few minutes to let myself cool off before I touched my drooling
cock. I thought about my little brother this vacation. We slept in one
tent. Lasse made sure to keep quiet as he slid his hand into his pajama
bottoms and began to masturbate himself with just a light touch, slow and
soft, till he almost went crazy but he controlled himself so firmly that he
only spasmed slightly at the moment he squirted into his pajamas with me
next to him. Tonight I was determined to do it the same way.

After half an hour I needed the bathroom and walking past Lasse's bedroom
door I thought I heard a sound. It was a faint squeaking, soft and
rhythmic. So soft, so quiet, I chuckled to myself. My little brother was
having a good time, although I did not expect that at his age. I knew the
sounds too well to be mistaken. The squeaks stayed soft but the rhythm
gradually accelerated. I leaned closer to the door, tempted to peek but I
was unwilling to disturb Lasse's pleasure. The boy became faster now, and
louder too. Wow, that sounded good, could my sweet little brother cum yet?

As I neared my climax I could no longer restrain my thrusts and so did
he... The bed squeaked sharply four times. Lasse squealed softly once,
twice. Then all was silence.

 I grinned, I wasn't sure he could squirt yet, but he was now certain that
he was masturbating and resumed my journey to my bedroom, my heart was
pounding in my chest. I lay down on the bed, lowered my boxershorts and
stroked my already dripping teen cock. Horny as hell, I wanted my cock to
be in his cute little ass hole. And with those thoughts going through my
mind, I had that impossible fantasy again. I brought my lubed teen cock
into position of its target, Lasse's tender, young virgin boy pussy, the
head of my cock started its journey into my little brother's love tunnel. I
took it slow as to enjoy every last second of my cock entering his eager
boy pussy. I closed my eyes and was in total sexual bliss, enjoying my
fantasy, feeling of his tight boy pussy and watching him under me. The
ultimate thrill of feeling my cock in pure sexual pleasure, was filling my
mind with lust I had never experience before. Soon I was on the edge of
exploding. I panted with each stroke on my cock. Lost in the heat of my
lust.

I couldn't hold back and gave in and surrendered my orgasm. My cum flew
over to my belly to chest and face.



The next morning I woke up, again painfully hard and had to jerk out two
loads before I felt safe leaving my room. I was grabbing my bathrobe from
the back of my desk chair and tying the belt around my waist. I could hear
Lasse in the kitchen getting something ready. Not only was there eggs and
toast waiting for me, Lasse was standing at the stove still shirtless in
his white boy briefs. I wanted him for breakfast.

"Hey there brother!"

He smiled as I gaped at his breakfast, my little brother leaning across the
kitchen counter in his white boy briefs, his ass stuck out, while he ate
his toast.

"Looks fantastic!"

"You're gonna make me blush."

He said with a smile as he poured me mug of coffee,

"Want me to make you breakfast?"

Lasse asked me. He laughed, an easy sound, this was different, somehow. And
I realized why, the little man had a great time last night!

"Lasse, you're up early and you're in a good mood!"

I ate my breakfast and praised him. I looked at Lasse, he was wearing his
tight white briefs that magnified the beauty and shape of his boy ass, his
back was shirtless and his clear smooth skin kept my attention.

"Pim!"

My little brother said to me.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"Sorry Lasse, you are a very beautiful boy and attractive. I guess I was
just admiring you."

He giggled,

"Woe, nobody told me that before."

I saw him reach back and stroke his little boy ass. I hardly could eat
anything, my cock was leaking again. It wasn't long before my cock was
pushing up against the elastic waistband. Afraid Lasse should see it, I
rushed back to my room. My cock-head was really straining to get out of my
boxershorts, it had made a slippery wet spot just under the narrow top. I
put my fingers around the top of my shaft and tugged a bit on my
boxershorts and the head popped out the top. It was all wet and
slippery. My teen cock was throbbing straining for release as I stroked
it. Soon I was getting real close, my hips were bucking, my hand was
flying. Gobs and gobs of my hot cream moving up my shaft through my fingers
and shooting out of my throbbing head. It was quickly covering my chest. I
was almost shouting as I shot again and again. It was so amazing! I thought
I would never stop but slowly it did and my body relaxed.

By the time I was able to leave my bedroom again, my cock was sore from
wearing it out and I had a plan to get closer to Lasse's wonderful little
ass.

Later I went for my room and found my four pack of butt plugs that started
small and thin and went up in size just past the thickness of my cock when
it was hard. I thought about lube and decided to get it now, I always could
put it aside for use later. I told my little brother,

"Well, I know your pucker is tight and small. I have found something that
might help you with this problem,"

I ignored his questions and just said.

"Trust me, Lasse. I think it will eventually keep you from needing the
enemas. Now go get ready in the bathroom."

I watched his ass as he went down the hallway and I dropped my robe
thinking how much I would like to see him strip out of his white boy
briefs. I hurried after him! I arrived just in time to see him pulling his
briefs down across his butt, his cheeks showing their whiteness. Lasse bent
at the waist as he dropped them lower and as he stepped out of them, his
rosebud puckered and I started leaking in my boxershorts. I watched closely
as my little brother get down on his hands and knees and I stared at his
beauty. I noticed that he had turned his head and was looking at me. All of
me, which included a very hard cock that was leaking pre-cum into my
boxers. I reached into the little bag I brought with me and removed the
smallest butt plug. I showed it to him.

"Now Lasse, I'm going to insert this little black plug into you and it will
stretch the insides of your butt some. Tomorrow, I will replace it with a
bigger one and after a few days, a bigger one yet. When I am done, you
should be stretched enough that you won't have to use them anymore, but
there will be something we can do to keep you from tightening back up that
will be a lot easier than using these."

Lasse nodded and I kneeled next to him.

"Just like the other day, I need to lubricate your insides,"

and with that said I grasped his cheeks and pulled them apart. I again
leaned over him and dripped spit onto his crack. When it reached his boy
hole, I spread it around it and pushed my finger in some. Lasse moaned
softly as I pushed further into him than I did the other night. I pulled my
finger out and keeping his cheeks spread, I spit directly into his
ass. Then I pushed my finger back in working the spit around. Lasse's ass
was following my movements and as I withdrew my finger again, his ass tried
to follow it, wanting to keep it inside. I grabbed the butt plug and slid
it slowly into my little brother's virgin ass.

Lasse moaned louder as I worked it in and out a little, trying to get him
used to it. With another moan I saw his knees buckle some and realized he
was hard as a nail. Without thinking, I reached under him and grasping his
boy erection and I worked it while playing with his ass. Lasse's moans
increased in loudness and pitch. Lasse's body started shaking and then I
felt his cock throb as his body shook and shook and he collapsed.

I stared at him amazed that I had given him what was probably his first
ever orgasm with another human being and quickly decided I should get him
to bed. With the tiny dildo still inside his little pucker I picked his
light body up and carried him naked to his bedroom. I laid him on his bed
and started to cover up his nakedness with is sheet.

"Pim, what was that? I thought I was going to explode..."

he asked softly.

"Well Lasse, that was an orgasm. I'm sorry I shouldn't have grabbed you but
I guess I got carried away."

He looked at the wet spot in my boxershorts and there was no way back. I
couldn't deny the visible reality.

"Sorry. I shouldn't have touched your penis but I will be honest with
you. I got hard looking at your body. The wet spot on my boxershorts is
from my pre-cum, what older guys produce when they get excited. Yes, the
plug helped you to get hard. With it's inside of your ass, you will find
your penis gets harder and if you rub it like I did, the plug will cause
very intense orgasms,"

Lasse smiled,

"I like that climax thing, when I stroke my penis laying in bed I get the
same feeling."

he says looking up at me.

"You had an orgasm yourself?"

I shook my head.

"No Lasse, I wanted to have one, but it would take more rubbing to get me
there."

"but you have them too?"

and his innocence was so natural and cute.

"Yes Lasse, all men have them but mine is different, I have stuff come out
of my penis,"

I said, and Lasse looks at me with that little boy inquisitive look and
Lasse's eyes were glued to my crotch as he said,

"You helped me, let me help you."

Before I could stop him, his little hand went up and his fingers he touched
the wet front of my boxershorts. Slowly he moved his fingers around on my
boxershorts, he wrapped them on my still hard cock. Lasse slowly moved his
fingers up and down my swollen shaft. The translucent wet spot grew bigger
and bigger. With Lasse's little hand sliding up and down and I groaned
softly. He continued slowly stroking and squeezing, until I was about to
pop my load. I let out a sigh and whispered,

"Oh boy, I'm close,"

Within a couple of strokes, I groaned load, shivered and felt my orgasm
building and my mind was whirring. It felt so good but I also knew it was
totally wrong. Like really fucking wrong, Lasse ws my little brother! I
couldn't deny my true feelings, as Lasse's noy hand slowly wanked my twwn
cock but my subconscious was screaming at me to get out of there. But what
to do? I tried to stay calm and focus on how Lasse was making me feel. With
a flood of emotion and pleasure, my cock spasmed and my body was wracked
with an intense orgasm,

"Here it is,"

I groaned as my teen cum began gushing from my cock, filling my
boxershorts. Lasse stroked the white cotton, drawing my load through the
thin material. I couldn't help it, I shot at least five good volleys of hot
cream before it was over. I sat back as Lasse continued to stroke at my
cum-soaked briefs.

"Wow Lasse, I came into my boxers!"

He smiled at me,

"You liked it?"

I nodded and smiled back at him. The front of my boxershorts was soaking
wet, giving him a clear view of my entire cock and balls through his
now-transparent cotton. I felt so dirty and so naughty. I hugged him with
deep brotherly love,

"I'm dity, I will take a quick shower!"

The real problem however, was my erection, which refused to go down and was
still very visible in the tight fitting of my boxers. My only hope now, was
an ice cold shower. I quickly hurried in the bathroom. The fantasy of
seeing him fully naked started to form in my mind. It felt kind of weird to
realize that I'm lusting after my little brother, but at the same time I
wished that he could fuck his beautiful ass. I was getting really hot, a
quick cold shower should

do the trick, I said to myself. I turned the temperature as cold as
possible, I waited some seconds, mentally preparing for the shock. As the
ice cold water hit my body, I almost jumped back but I managed. Quickly
rinsing my teen body, it worked and my cock went flaccid. I dried myself
and tidied up. I stayed naked and went to my room for a fresh pait of
boxershorts. In my boxers I walked to Lasse's half open door, in the light
I could see myself clearly in his mirror and knew that he had the same
view. Lasse gave me a glance that reminded me of being undressed with
someone's eyes. I dismissed the thought and said,

"Good night little brother,"

a soft voice replied,

"Goonight Pim,"

I turned to go back and Lasse asked,

"Do you care which side of the bed I sleep on?"

I looked at him, totally surprised and amazed by his question. I entered
his room again and answered,

"I didn't exactly plan on sharing the bed with you. I don't want you to be
uncomfortable and you have only a single bed."

Lasse didn't give up.

"Can't you sleep here?"

I smiled and answered,

"You have only a single bed, maybe sleeping together is not such a bright
idea."

But what the hell, this was an invitation you can't dismiss. He was still a
young kid, sleeping in one bed is not a big deal.

"I can convince you."

Lasse said,

"I know just what to do."

And he did know how to make me agree to let me sleep with him, he knew just
what to do to convince me. With that Lasse's hand went over my chest. I
shiivered and he said in a sweet voice,

"You're cold and my body will warm you up. Please Pim, you will like it."

I sighted and opened his blanket and we got in his bed. I didn't know what
came over me but before I knew it we shared his bed. I usually sleep in my
boxershorts and when I got in, we spooned together and I found that he was
nearly naked too. Lasse wore his white boy briefs and his little sexy ass
was pressing right on my teen cock. I started getting hard. My hardening
cock pressed into his butt crack, but Lasse didn't seem to mind. In fact he
thrust his butt further back, pushing on my cock. I let out a soft grunt.

"Does that feel good, Pim?"

He was now squirming around, rubbing his beautiful ass all over my cock.

"Yes, Lasse, it feels very good, but I don't think..."

Before I could finish, Lasse asked,

"Pim, can you hold me?"

How could I refuse him that? I hugged him and wrapped my arms around him.

"I want you to sleep with me, I feel so safe in your arms,"

After some minutes he turned and he lay on his back. Lasse smiled at me ran
his finger over my chest and around my nipple, just the touch of his finger
playing with my hard nub, was sending shivers through my body. All kinds of
thoughts racing through my mind. My mind keeps replaying what happened that
day. So here he was, in my arms turning me on.

"You keep playing with my nipple like that, you will get more than you
bargained for,"

I warned him but Lasse pinched my nub hard, sending electrical charges
through me and my hands grabbed his sweet ass cheeks and squeezed
them. Lasse let out a soft moan, as I squeezed them again, and he grinded
his penis into my cock. I had to be careful, this was going off limits,
this was too much. I turned hin to his side and hugged him, it was nice to
feel the little boy in my embrace. He seemed to enjoy my embrace and he
snuggled closer to me, his butt pushed further back. He found a comfortable
position and closed his eyes. Minutes later, he was snoring.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew his young age and tried to convice
myself, Lasse was not trying to be sexual, he only wanted to be close to
me, which was perfectly fine.

Some hours he slept totally sound, I enjoyed the warm body in my
embrace. It was not sexual but very sensual. It was already late and I
tried to sleep myself, which was difficult in his small single bed. After a
while Lasse's hand reached up and grasped my flaccid cock and his fingers
wrapped around it quickly and before I could react, he had made several
strokes up and down the semi-rigid length, bringing it to full life.

"What are you doing?"

I could only stare as my little brother who sat up and worked my
cock. Shit, I had to stop him this time, but it felt so good!

"Ah, shit!"

I breathed and his little hand was feeling so good, I groaned and said,

"Shit, Lasse, lay down and get some sleep!"

Lasse ignored me. I saw my little brother strip rapidly out of his boy
briefs. Nude now, Lasse crawled in at the foot of the bed between my
legs. I wasn't prepared for this, but figured he was just getting so he
could get a better grip on my cock. And he leaned over, his sweet face
closed upon my towering erection, and I felt the warmth and the moisture
and the delight when Lasse took my cock into his little mouth.

"Ah, ah, shit!"

My little brother was giving me a blow-job!

A real, honest, fucking blowjob! Where the fuck did he learn how to suck
cock? Wherever he had learned it, he knew how to do it. Lasse's lips were
wet and hot around my exposed cockhead, his tongue was brushing the bottom
of the glans, the tip was swirling about the top, when Lasse raised his
head up, then it raked down the side as he lunged down.

"God, yeah, blow my cock, keep it up, give that cock hell, Lasse!"

I moaned. Oh fucking hell, he had me! I felt my lust in all its glory, all
its delight, all the magnificent pleasure that ran through my body in
waves, vast, rippling, ecstatic waves of an extreme joy! God, this was the
reason for living, the real reason, for this, to feel this!

"Shit, Lasse, take a break!"

I gasped.

"I got to rest a little here. Make it last, boy, make it last!"

Lasse obeyed this time and as he climbed up to lie upon my chest. The boy
shifted downwards slightly and I found my little brother's tiny but erect
penis lying on top of my own cock. And as the two hard shafts made contact,
Lasse gave his own groan of pleasure, and his hips began to grind them
together. Our two tools rubbing against each other, our bodies touched, the
warmth of his body upon my own, making me warm, so hot and eager for more!

Lasse's groans were getting sharper, more intense. I smiled and ran my
fingers through Lasse's long blonde hair as he rubbed his small frame
against my own, his hard little penis was stroking itself upon my longer,
thicker cock. The frantic noises that escaped Lasse's lips were the sounds
from the depth of my little brother's throat were deeper and full of boyish
delight, his voice rose to a high crescendo and I felt the dampness on my
cock, the dampness of his pre-cum as he reached his almost-climax. The boty
stopped his movements and Lasse panted on top of me, the warm breath
stroked my chest.

"You got a little carried away, didn't you?"

I joked as he stroked the now-sweaty strands of hair out of the boy's face.

"Yeah."

the boy smiled.

"When you're ready, you need to finish me."

I reminded him and Lasse's head dived down under the covers. I groaned when
he lapped my cock clean and then began to re-lubricate it. The warmth of
Lasse's mouth, driving my body up into the heights again, it was ecstasy,
the summit of joy, it was now within my reach. God, that Lasse's rubbing of
his little penis against my own cock had kept up the level of desire, I was
as close to my orgasm as ever.

Lasse's mouth was fervent and talented upon my cock. A hard cum was
building inside. Lasse rocked back and forth harder. I moaned,

"oooohhhh Lasse, I'm going to cum, please make me cum, pleased don't stop."

I couldn't help but surrender to it and my cock exploded with my climax,

"Oh, God, I'm coming, Lasse,

I warned him,

"I'm going to shoot it, right in your mouth!"

I came in thick, heavy streams shooting from his cock into my little
brother's clutching mouth, and he sucked on me hard when I did, drinking me
down, licking off my love-juices and bringing me even more pleasure from
the intensity of his movements, of his suction, of his complete acceptance
of my cum as it poured out of me into my little brother's mouth.

"Oh, oh, fuck!"

Lasse licked his lips,

"Damn, you taste good, I could suck you forever, yes forever."

Lasse sat and tried to regain his regular breathing, his blue eyes opened
and he smiled and he rested his slender arms and point of a chin on my
chest, so he could look into my eyes.

"So, Pim, can sleep with you?"

I had no doubts now, and mumbled,

"Lasse you are so hot,"

I said not realizing I was speaking out loud. If Lasse heard what I said he
didn't show it. He looked at me for merely a second and realized I was
looking at him and then I reached up and pulled him down so he was lying
next to me. All I could think of was my little brother lying next to me and
how I wanted to have him, to touch him anywhere, for any reason. I finally
decided to raise my arm above my head so that I could bring my hand down on
his blonde head and run my fingers through his hair. To me it seemed like
the safest option for now. I replied,

"You sure can sleep with me!"

I said fondly as he stroked that beautiful long hair, just to see the
angelic smile again. The boy cuddled into my arm and he slept warmly like
that. We took shower together and I gave him an old and now too small pair
of my own briefs to wear.



In the middle of the night Lasse left his bed and I watched as he crossed
the room to the bathroom, passing my line of slight which was turned toward
the bathroom door, and away from the bed. Lasse flipped on the light and
left the door wide open. My little brother was nearly naked, just in his
clad in white briefs. Bending over the sink, he splashed his face with
water, his back smooth, his spine showing in the middle. With the hand
towel laying beside the sink he dried his face. He stepped over to the
toilet, lifting the lid with one hand and lowering his white briefs with
the other, pulling his flaccid penis and balls over the waistband.

Nothing for a second, until violently, his piss erupted from the head of
his penis and splashed noisily into the water in the bowl. Lasse sighed
contentedly with the release of perhaps long held piss. I could see the
yellow arch leaving the head of his penis and disappearing behind the sink
cabinet that hid the toilet from my point of view. Gradually his stream
lessened in intensity, and stopped. Lasse squeezed out a few last drops and
shook his penis over the water, but did not turn from the toilet. Lasse
stroked his flaccid penis now slowly, stretching it a bit, rubbing it, then
stroking it again, as it began to expand, to lengthen. Lasse's penis grew
to its little length, and the boy stroked it from base to tip, his hand
grasped firmly around its girth, his left hand still on his stomach, his
eyes closed.

My cock in my boxershorts was straining against the fabric, and beneath the
covers, I rubbed it roughly with my hand as I watched my little brother
jerk off in the bathroom.

Suddenly he stopped stroking his penis and turned around to leave the
bathroom. I closed my eyes, nearly completely, but open just enough I could
still see a bit. Lasse flipped the bathroom light off and walked to the
bed, his still hard penis bobbing as he walked. Not hearing anything, I
knew he was stopped somewhere between the bed and the door. I waited, my
and held my breath, trying not to let him know I was awake, I
waited. Waited, until he sat on the right edge of the bed a moment
later. Lasse pulled the sheet down and slipped beneath it, turned so that
we were in spooning position, though there was some space between us, as I
was so close to the edge of the bed.



I awoke to hear Lasse talking and moaning in his sleep. I felt his crotch
rubbing hard against my side, and I figured he must be having 'that kind of
pleasure' dream as some boys his age called it. Lasse tensed all of the
sudden and then I felt wetness against my bare side. I removed the covers
to look down and see a big wet spot in Lasse's white briefs. Some of his
boy cum had leaked through and onto my leg. I ran my fingers through it and
it felt so warm and gooey. I brought my fingers to my nose to smell the
clean scent of my little brother's first wet dream, and then I rubbed my
cum coated fingers over my lips and tongue. My little brother's cum tasted
unusual and bitter sweet.

I couldn't let him sleep in wet underwear all night, and I wasn't about to
deal with having a sticky boy cuddling up to me, so I got up and began to
remove Lasse's stained biefs. He was such a sound sleeper that he didn't
even stir for a second. After getting his white boy briefs off I looked
down at the beautiful growing boy, sleeping so peacefully, his little penis
still hard and pointing up, and his face so peaceful and asleep.

Early in the morning we both woke up and I asked him,

"Hey Lasse. You couldn't sleep?"

Lasse nodded and looked down at me with sparkling stars in his eyes, his
gaze still wondrous as I sat back against the headboard.

"I was great to sleep next to you, but I had a strange dream."

I nodded and he continued,

"I was sleeping having a weird dream. I woke up and I felt very funny down
there."

Lasse pointed at his exposed penis, he took a deep breath before he
continued,

"and it was like I was wetting my bed but far more pleasant and now I'm
naked... did I pee in my bed?"

I took his naked shoulders to take his smooth frame closer. I try not to
laugh thinking about his shaking body, his little smooth penis, his little
drained boy balls.

"You think you have a problem or something?"

I mutter, but I can't hide my smile. I made a serious effort to pull
himself together again thinking about his smooth little balls. Well, my
little brother isn't little anymore. Lasse's little balls have cum to
share. Wow, this can be fun!

"No, honest. You don't have to worry, trust me. There isn't anything wrong
with you. It's the natural way. It's called 'wet dreams', Lasse. Where were
you dreaming about?"

Lasse blushed,

"I was dreaming about the lake in France. I was wrestling with you on the
grass and when I lost a game I was on my back. You was pushed me down, your
swimming shorts were on my wet body. I felt your weight, your cock and
balls pushing on my skin, on my belly. But, I mean, just a play, to keep me
down, the way we always do. I felt your wet strong body and your skin. You
rubbed your skin on mine... and then it started."

I smiled at him.

"That was a nice dream! You liked the fantasy in your dream so your penis
had a mind of its own, which is normal and natural. You got a boner and
your cum left your body. Wet dreams are as natural as to jerk yourself
off."

With a sigh, Lasse bit his lower lip and used his hands to support his
weight, sitting next to me on my bed.

"You are not upset about my wierd dream?"

I laughed and told him,

"No, Lasse, not a bit. I saw and felt your wet briefs, so I took them down
for you. That's why your naked."

My little brother was impressed. I can see that on his eager face. My teen
cock stirred and with that I felt his soft skin glide along the surface of
my legs, watching as he pulled his hairless legs up to his chest, then he
rolled over and laid flat on his stomach. I took hold of his warm legs and
helped him lay them flat so that they were spread out on either side of my
body, then I reached out and pulled him up at the hips.

"Shall I take the butt plug out?"

As soon as his knees came to rest on the bed, he rested the side of his
head on his pillow with a sleepy smile.

"Yes please,"

he whispered and I used my hands to rub his back. Lasse, butt looked great
as always. The boy's ass cheeks protruded on each side of his deep crack so
perfectly. With his bottom pointing straight up, the dark valley of his
crack looked like an open invitation. I let my eyes travel down his crack,
where I spotted his puckered brown eye with the tiny butt plug in place,
luring me toward his boy pussy. I placed the flat of my palm on his left
butt cheek, rubbing it softly, I spoke softly to him.

"Are you ready for me. Can I take care of your horny bottom, Lasse?"

I asked, and he nodded with a smile.

"You love it when I pay your little ass the special attention that it
needs, don't you?"

He whimpered,

"Yes, I do, it it feels great if you do it,"

he wrapped his arms around my pillow and clutched it tight.

"I need it really bad this morning."

With that, I ddn't take the butt plug out, just pressed on it a little
bit. Lasse sighted, I leaned in and planted my face in his warm crack,
pressing my nose into the deep valley while I nuzzled my cheek against his
soft butt cheek. The heat and aroma of Lasse's boy hole was intoxicating to
me.

"Oh you smell so good, Lasse."

I felt I had to pleasure him. So, I used both hands to reach down to grab
two handfuls of his marble white butt cheeks. I heard him moan with
pleasure, prompting me to gently pull his ass cheeks apart, eager to play
with his streched pucker. I reached out to where the butt plug lay nestled
in his little virgin boy pussy and began to tap it and after a while slowly
removed it from Lasse's ass. The plug made a little plopping noise as it
slid from his little boy pussy, I sighted,

"Oh yeah, Lasse. Your little hole is getting nice and stretched."

This plug gave him greater and more delious sensations, and I began to
imagine what it would feel like to have my cock buried inside his ass, as I
imagined my cock fucking in and out of his little boy pussy. I ground the
plug into his little hole and enjoyed his hidden treasure, that little boy
hole of my dreams. With Lasse's cheeks now spread wide, the heat of his
brown eye wrapped itself around the butt plug when I shoved it back
inside. I felt almost out of control with lust and desire.

I opened my mouth and used my tongue to dig into his crack, across the
stretched lips of Lasse's boy pussy and bringing a shudder out of
him. Knowing that he was enjoying it, I let my tongue take several passes
over his pucker. For my efforts, I was rewarded with the sounds of his
boyish cooing, making my heart flutter with joy all over again. I
reluctantly pulled my face out of his crack. I admired Lasse's smooth butt
cheeks and his sweat filled boy crack. I lovingly spread his ass cheeks and
stared into the gates of paradise.

I slowly removed the tiny butt plug and his sphincter closed again, and it
would be brand new to opened by me the very next time. I moved my finger
over his boy pucker and the pleasure in Lasse's voice was clear, his boyish
moans now filling my bedroom while my hard cock throbbed in my boxershorts.

"Oh please, let me feel it again."

he called out through a series of labored moans, squeezing his pillow hard
with both arms. I could feel the goosebumps erupting all over his ass
cheeks while his hot hole flexed over and over again. My wet finger was
stroking the insides of his ass cheeks, making their way to his throbbing
pucker.

Just a couple of inches from where my finger was working on his boy pussy,
his ball sack was starting to draw tight to his scrotum. Lasse's penis was
pointing straight down at the sheet.

Knowing exactly what was happening to my sweet little brother, I doubled
down on my efforts. We were both moaning softly, each of us taking our own
pleasure in the act that we were sharing. I felt Lasse's body start to
shudder and some ass juice soaked his boy pussy, his right leg started to
quiver and he let go of a howl. Not wanting to let up, I moved my finger
inside his boy pussy.

"I'm cumming!"

he practically hollered, almost as if he were pleading with me to have
mercy on his climaxing rear end.

"I can't stop it!"

At that very moment, I felt his pucker contract over and over against my
finger and while his still developing penis gave off four hard shots of boy
cum, each one squirting out of his piss slit with so much force that little
goblets splashed against his knees. Knowing that my boy was at the peak of
his pleasure, I continued to finger fuck at his back door, wanting to give
him the maximum amount of release that I could. After the initial four
shots of boy sperm made their explosive debut, a final offering of his boy
cum poured out of the end of his hard, burning penis and pooled up with the
rest.

When I knew that he was at the end of his supply of boy sperm, I eased
up. Wanting him to know how glad I was that he had achieved his orgasm, I
lovingly probed his pucker with my finger, giving it gentle strokes while
he let go of deep sighs. When I finally pulled my finger out of his rear
end and sat up, he collapsed and rolled over, giving me room to rest right
beside him. I laid my head on the pillow and he immediately melted into my
embrace, letting me hold him close while he rested his head on my chest.

"I love you,"

he sighed, puckering his warm lips and offering them to me for a kiss.



Thanks for reading!

Chaim

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