Date: Tue, 3 Nov 2009 09:02:43 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "My Brother's Coma, Sequel" by Jay Roberts Gay Incest "My Brother's Coma Sequel" by Jay Roberts Gay Incest (A reader asked me to continue this story. Okay hot friend, here it is.) Jeff was still a little weak from the fuck session and he didn't suggest anything that night, but he was real affectionate. He kissed me and rubbed my chest. I snuggled up to him during the night, sharing his bed. I was hard all night. In the morning I woke up, still hard as an iron pipe. My mind was swimming with ideas of how to get off, really off. I decided that the only thing that would make it for me was to fuck my brother. I wanted to enter him, to be the boss, to shoot hot sauce into his ass. I wanted to see him under my control. Sex is half body and half mind, I realized. I poked him. He turned unto his back and pulled his sheet over his head. "Later Bro," he mumbled. I put on my most authoritative voice, "No later, now, I want to fuck you." That got him. His eyes flew open. "What you talking about. I don't get fucked. My ass is a one way street. You're the boy who loves to take it." "Look Jeff, I took care of you all during your 'coma'" "Oh sure and you used me as your own private Ken Doll." "But you loved it didn't you, lying there passively enjoying the stuff I did. That's a little girlish, don't you think? Besides, if you ever want my ass again, you must do this once, for me." He was quiet for awhile, then he spoke slowly and meekly. "Bobby, you can try it, but you have to stop if I say so, and you have to swear that you'll never tell anyone. My rep would be killed if anyone knew." I whipped off the sheets. The bastard's prick was sticking up. He may not realize it but he was up for it. I grasped his cock and stroked it hard for a time. His eyes rolled up in pleasure. Now that I had him passionate, I made my next move. I grasped his slightly hairy thighs and pushed them up until his big feet were near his ear. I commanded, "Hold this legs up!" "Wait," he said pleadingly. "That position makes me feel like a girl. Let me take it like you did." "No big bro, I want you to get the full treatment. I know you'll love it. You'll squeal with delight. Now no more talk. Let the games begin." Oh that ass hole, now visible to me for the first time. He had a soft ring of hair around the pucker and to my amazement his ass hole was pulsing slightly. He wanted it. I decided that if he had any doubts, I better extinguish them right now. I bent down and began playing with his ass hole. I tinkled it and stroked it. He was breathing audibly. I put one finger in and rooted around finding his hot button and stroking it. He eyes rolled up, his tongue lolled out and dripped spit on his muscular chest. He was mine! I teased him, "Should I stop? Are you feeling too girlish?" "No, it's good Bobby. You're doing good. I'm loving it. Make me your punk." I laughed loudly in triumph and put the head of my cock against his hot hole. He muttered, "Good", over and over and then to my surprise, he reached his long arms around my back and at the same time pulled me forward and pushed his ass at my probing cock. I slipped in a bit and he howled in pleasure. "You got me you little shit. Please push it in." "You mean, you actual mean, I should fuck you. I'm not sure what to do. Tell me." He groaned with impatience. "Bobby, I love cock there and I want it inside me. Make cum with your hot prick. Fuck me!: I pushed forward. He yelled half from pain and half from excitement as each inch entered. Finally I was all the way in. My pubic hair was against his fuzzy ass. I froze in that position, letting him get used to it and settling me down so I wouldn't cum too fast. But that moment couldn't last, he was too hot. He began imperceptible movements. The boy wanted to fuck himself on my cock, I realized. How sweet. The movements got more frantic. It was time to take charge. I pulled out, almost completely. He sobbed in disappointment but before he could voiced a plea I pushed back down, hard. He yowled. Then I started a heavy fuck that had the bed stead banging against the wall and my brother's head lifting and falling back sharply. The noise of my enter and withdrawal echoed in the room, slap slap. Poor Jeff was out of it. He had become once fuck receiver with all his consciousness focused on his ass. Suddenly his eyes opened in alarm. "Oh shit, I'm going cream. You did it you little shit." I felt his ass hole spasm wildly massaging my cock like a hand job. Below me a saw his piss slit open and first a pearly drop appeared, then a stream of cream. As he crowed repeatedly he delivered shot after shot of sperm. I gave in to my irresistible need to orgasm. I blanked out as my prick squirted endlessly, it seemed. When I opened my eyes I saw two things, one was that Jeff's muscular chest was covered with his spooge, secondly, Jeff was flaming red, his face and chest. I gat my voice going again. "Jeff, are you going into a coma again. Maybe I should get some soup for you." "Shut the fuck up. Don't talk about this to me or anyone else." "Okay hot brother. No more fucky fucky for you." Meekly he responded, "I didn't say that. You do throw a good fuck. How about a brotherly kiss?" So began a new relationship for ue. That boy couldn't be denied. He loved to get fucked. He's gotten a bit domestic too. He brings me breakfast in bed. End