Date: Mon, 18 Jan 2010 22:25:12 -0800 (PST) From: Hephaestes Subject: Lil Bro Tommy Pt 1 (urination) This is purely a fictional story from my own imagination. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is wholly coincidental. This story is intended for people of a mature age. If you are not at least 18, or of an age considered to be adult in your area, please leave. This story does involve people under the age of 18. It is not meant to condone sex with any minors. If it is illegal to read this material in your area, leave. (Adult/teen/preteen) My name is Don. I'm 17. I have a little brother age 12. His name is Tommy. Dad was 21 when I was born. He's 38 now and a widower. Mom died when Tommy was 7. Since Mom died, 5 years ago, Dad and I have become close in a special way. I was 12 years old and just coming into puberty. I had a lot of questions for Dad about the changes taking place in my body. He was only 33 and very good-looking. Dad was a man who'd always kept himself in shape. One day I walked in on him in the bathroom while he was peeing. I saw how big his cock was, and knowing that my own cock was growing, I asked him about cocks. He said that as men mature their cocks get bigger. He asked me how long was my erect cock. I said that I didn't know. He asked if he could stroke it to get it hard so we could measure it. I said, "Sure, as long as we can measure your's too." He said, "Ok." It turned out that my 15 year-old cock was almost 6" long once Dad got it hard. He asked me to stroke his in return. I did. When he was fully erect I measured his cock. It was almost 9" long. After that he asked me if I liked watching him pee. Shyly I said, "Yes." Dad said, "That's ok. I've been watching you boys piss since you were born. Were you coming into the bathroom to pee?" I said, "yes." Then asked, "Really?" Dad said, "Yes, since you were babies." I asked, "Did you like it?" Dad said, "I liked it so much that when we were alone I'd put my mouth over your little cocks so I could drink down your sweet, boy piss. But I haven't done it since your mom died." I said, "Well, I was coming in here to pee..." Dad said, "Would you mind if I drink it?" I said, "No. I think that would be hot. I've watched guys at school peeing and have wondered how their piss would taste. Some of them have very nice cocks." Then I dropped my shorts and briefs to the floor. Dad told me to step out of them. When I did he took my now hardening cock into his mouth. It took me a few moments to get use to the idea of my semi-erect cock in my Dad's mouth, but soon I couldn't hold back. As I began to piss into Dad's mouth my cock also began to get hard. Dad was swallowing it it all down. Finally I finished. Dad pulled off my drained cock Dad asked, "Was that all right?" I said, "yes." Then I had another question for Dad, "Would it be bad if there was someone else whose piss I wanted to taste?" Dad asked, "Whose?" I said, "Can I really tell you without getting into trouble?" Dad said, "No problem. Anything you want to ask me, or want to do is ok." I said that I'd been spying on Tommy, my 10 year old brother, when he's in the bathroom and that I'd wondered not only what his piss tasted like, but also wondered about licking his tight little ass. I told Dad, "Tommy has such a nice ass I just thought it might be nice to lick it all over, and to taste his piss too." Dad said, "You are so bold. You two have been so close since your mom died that I'm not surprised. Tommy would probably let you do anything you wanted to with him. I've wondered if you and he might be two of a kind - taking after your Dad so to speak. Why don't you see what you can do with him, how far he'll go - then let me know." I said, "Ok." Then I asked Dad if the next time he needed to pee would he let me know. Dad said, "yes." "Thanks, Dad," I said, "I'd like to taste your piss too." The very next morning when Dad woke me to get ready for school he asked me if I needed to pee. I shook my head up and down and said, "Yes." He quietly led me to the bathroom so as not to wake Tommy. I asked him if he needed to pee too. He said that he had needed to pee ever since he got up, but hoping that I'd want to taste it this morning, he'd been holding it in. Then as Dad begn to remove his boxers (all that he was wearing) he told me to take off my pajamas and to stand in the shower. After I got into the shower Dad joined me. He told me to squat down some so that he could piss right into my mouth, and that if I didn't like it I could spit it out in the shower, or if there was too much just to pull off his cock and that he would finish by peeing in the shower. I squatted and put my lips over the head of his semi-erect cock. Almost immediately he let go. At first it was a slow stream and I was swallowing it eagerly. I realized that I really did like the taste. Then the stream became stronger and was spilling out of my mouth and running down my chest and stomach. When Dad saw it was too much for me he pulled his still-spewing cock from my mouth. As he tried to turn away from me I grabbed at his cock. I missed it, but it caused him to turn slightly back toward me which caused him to end up drenching me from the top of my head to all the way down my back. When I felt his hot piss running down the crack of my ass I popped an instant boner. When he'd finished, I said, "Quick, Dad, I can't hold it much longer." As he looked down and squatted in front of me, as I stood up, he had a smile on his face. Dad engulfed my entire little cock. As soon as I felt his warm mouth close around it I let go. It felt like it was the strongest stream of piss I'd ever had. Unfortunately it was all over too soon. Dad didn't spill a drop. As he stood, with a big grin and an even bigger erection, he said, "Son, that was the most delicious piss I've had since you were seven. Thank you!" Then he said for me to get the shower started and would I mind if he bathed me. I said, "Great!"